#but nooooo that takes extra time and it’s not worth it because we just need to make money bc uwu the publishing industry is struggling

[j-esbian]

i was just talking about this the other day so maybe that’s why it’s so obvious but tbh it’s always at the top of my mind. it is so frustrating that some books don’t even feel like they’re read over a single time before they get published

[dahbeez]

1. "You're such a dork."

2. "Get over here, you doof."

3. "Cheeky."

4. "You're so needy."

5. "Kiss me again."

6. "You're so adorable!"

7. "Look at you... goodness, you're so cute!"

8. "I'm just so happy!"

9. "I can't stop smiling."

10. "I like that you make me laugh so much that my cheeks hurt."

11. "You are being extra sweet today."

12. "Oh, look at you!"

13. "Your eyes are so pretty."

14. "I'm really happy that you're here with me."

15. "Thank you for staying with me."

16. "I don't think I've ever loved someone this much before."

17. "I feel like I'm in the clouds when I'm with you."

18. "You're like my hero/heroine."

19. "I'm gonna tickle you if you don't come over here."

20. "My, oh my. You are such a beautiful creature."

@drink-it-write-it​

21. "Go with me?" "As long as you hold my hand."

22. "Is there a reason you're blushing like that?"

23. "Have you seen my hoodie?" "Nooooo..." "You're wearing it, aren't you?"

24. "OH you're jealous!"

25. "Can we stay like this forever?"

26. "Please just kiss me already."

27. "I think you might be my soulmate."

28. "Sleep over? Please?"

29. "Are we on a date right now?"

30. "I think I'm in love with you."

31. "Are you flirting with me?" "You finally noticed?"

32. "Am I your lockscreen?" "You weren't supposed to see that."

33. "I wish we could live together already."

34. "They're so cute when they're asleep."

35. "I just wanted to let you know that I think you're beautiful."

36. "Quit touching me, your feet are cold!"

37. "Sharing is caring, now give me the hoodie!"

38. "Give me attention."

39. "You met me yesterday." "Yes, and I would die for you. Next question."

40. "She's hiding behind the sofa."

41. "Did you just hiss at me?"

@wishiwasanavenger-archive​

42. "Have you kissed anyone before?"

43. "Can I kiss you?"

44. "You're not hurting me, you're not heavy. I've got you, love.” 

45. "I look at them and I just... it's like when the Grinch's heart grows three sizes."

46. "I don't... I've never... been in a relationship before and I'm going to make mistakes... I just need you to tell me. I need you to talk to me."

47. "You didn't tell me your friend was cute! Now what am I going to do?"

48. "You give me a reason to be better, to do better."

49. "God, you are so fucking cute."

50. "I love you, but I need you to go away because you're really bloody distracting and I have to pass this test tomorrow."

51. "Oh no... they're cute."

52. "I can't talk to cute people, okay? I don't know how to flirt!"

53. "God, I love your face."

54. "Don't look at me, I'm a mess!" "I love it when you're a mess!"

55. "Please do your homework for me...? Just one time." ... "I said one time, y'know... you didn't have to start studying. Not that I'm not proud or anything."

56. "I'm already home."

57. "Your comfort and happiness is more important to me than some stupid dinner."

58. "Stop moving! I'm going to have to start counting all over again!"

59. "I just thought that since you weren't feeling too good, this would help."

60. "I'm not kissing you in the rain! We'll catch our death!"

61. "Would it help if I stayed?"

62. "I apologise sincerely if my beautiful/handsome face has kept you up all night."

63. "God, you're pretty."

64. "Calm down, it's just a chocolate bar!"

65. "Please, tell me you brought a toothbrush?"

66. "You take the bed, you need it more than me."

67. "You're so warm!"

68. "You're freezing, Jesus!"

69. "You always look beautiful."

70. "Your hands are so small!"

71. "Sometimes I just want to cuddle, okay? Is that so bad?"

72. "Now I know where half my wardrobe went."

73. "Here, let me just–" 

74. "You're really special to me."

75. "That tickles!"

76. "We only have one room left for the night..."

77. "Naps are life, okay?"

78. "I don't think I could love you anymore than I already do."

79. "I had the weirdest dream..."

80. "I got you a trophy, it's only plastic, but it's for being the best human I know."

81. "Someone keeps leaving love notes in my locker and I don't know if I should find it endearing or creepy..."

82. "I love your voice."

83. "Put me down! I can walk!"

84. "Can... can you come over?"

85. "You're the best."

86. "Can you please stop biting your lip, it's distracting."

87. "I thought you liked love songs!"

88. "I know you're not a fan of Valentine's day... I just thought that maybe I could change your mind..."

89. "You're my favourite know-it-all."

90. "That was the least romantic proposal in the entire history of proposals."

91. "I never knew you were a romantic at heart."

92. "I made it. For you. I know it's not the best, but..."

93. "Let me carry that."

94. "How do you know my favourite drink?" "I'm observant."

95. "We've known each other's for years and I don't think we've ever had a proper conversation."

96. "You're the clumsiest person I know, how did you survive past childhood?"

97. "It's always time for a milkshake."

98. "You know, humming the James Bond theme tune defeats the point of sneaking."

99. "I think your cat wants to kill me."

100. "Where have all my jumpers gone?"

101. "I don't get paid enough for this shit."

102. "Oh my God, I love you."

103. "I told you to bring a jacket."

@writings-of-a-hufflepuff​

104. "Is that my shirt?" "You mean our shirt?"

105. "It's you, it always has been."

106. "You're everything I could've wanted and more."

107. "Kiss me."

108. "Home stopped being a place when you entered my life."

109. "You should probably go home." "But I'm already home."

110. "You're an idiot." "But you love me."

111. "I'd do anything for you."

112. "You took all the pillows so I'm using you as one."

113. "Stop moving and let me braid your hair."

114. "I'm so proud of you."

115. "You are my family."

116. "I'm right here."

117. "Can you just please hold me?"

118. "I'm pretty sure they're my soulmate."

119. "This reminded me of you."

120. "Your hair is really soft."

121. "Are you blushing?"

122. "Can I stay here tonight?"

123. "Because I love you."

124. "Make a wish!"

125. "I love seeing you smile."

126. "You're just a softie."

127. "You are crushing me right now."

128. "Darling I love you and all, but please step out of the kitchen."

129. "Take my hand. Just trust me."

130. "You're the only thing that matters."

131. "Did you know that you talk in your sleep?"

132. "Hey, look at me. Focus on me, alright?"

133. "Why can't I get you out of my head?"

134. "Don't let go."

135. "Stay."

@blisfvll​

136. "You smell really nice."

137. "If you steal the blanket, I'm going to put my cold feet on you."

138. "You're comfy."

139. "But I want to hear you sing."

140. "Don't get up – I'll do it."

141. "Care to give me a back scratch?"

142. "Your bed head is really cute."

143. "How about a kiss?"

144. "Uh oh, I know that look. What do you want?"

145. "Are you really flirting with me right now?"

146. "I like the way your hand fits in mine."

147. "You have something in your hair, umm... do you want me to get it out?"

148. "It's nice that your voice is the first thing I heard today."

149. "This movie is really scary, but you're into it so I'm trying not to cover my face the whole time but– WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?"

150. "Wait, don't pull away... not yet."

151. "Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything."

152. "No, it's fine. I can wait until you're done talking to them."

153. "No, like... it's just, I can't believe you're actually wearing my clothes."

154. "I've been trying to get ready for like an hour and an half because I know you're going to look so good and I need to try and match up."

155. "I wanted to say 'I love you' for the first time without stuttering, but that failed."

156. "We could order pizza and just stay like this all day."

157. "It's not a double date. We're just third and fourth wheeling."

158. "I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..."

@marauder-exe​

159. "It's not funny!"

160. "That wasn't suppose to happen."

161. "Hurry back."

162. "I can't take you seriously."

163. "Problem solved."

164. "That was embarrassing."

165. "It's freezing in here."

@love-me-a-good-prompt​

166. "I love you, baby."

167. "Hey, cutie."

168. "I promise to love you for the rest of my life."

169. "You're my world."

170. "I don't care if you're sick, catching a cold from kissing you is worth it."

171. "You are so perfect."

172. "Marry me?"

173. "You're the best part of me."

174. "Stay here with me. For the rest of our lives."

175. "I'm speechless, you're so beautiful!"

176. "Come here, I need to hug you."

177. "When everything's wrong, it's you that makes it right."

178. "You're the one."

@raggedy-dxctor​

179. "Well, it's the thought that counts." "Wait, no, don't take my kisses away from me!"

180. "Oh, you've started stealing my socks now?"

181. "You owe me a kiss."

182. "How did you get in here?"

183. "That's not even fair."

184. "You promised me a cookie!"

185. "Ew, that is so sappy, I might vomit."

186. "You're not very intimidating."

187. "That was, by far, the stupidest thing you've ever done."

188. "Why don't you take a picture? It'll last longer."

189. "Why the hell is there glitter everywhere?"

@whcczes​

190. "I'll feel much better if you let me walk you home."

191. "Apparently, all our friends have a bet going that we end up together."

192. "You make me feel alive. For the first time ever, I feel like I can breathe."

@moanlightlust​

193. "It's two in the morning and you want to cuddle?"

194. "You shine so bright it's intimidating. I love it."

195. "I'm here."

196. "What's your name again? Sorry, I just got that super weird feeling that we only see in movies, you know? Like, the whole world stopped turning and all I could see was you."

197. "I was born to be yours."

198. "Isn't it a bit too cliché?"

199. "So, you're just kissing strangers for no apparent reasons?"

200. "You'll always be my favourite person."

201. "You're making it weird, stop making it weird."

202. "There's nothing I love more than running back into your arms."

203. "I'm yours. Forever."

204. "You always know how to cheer me up."

205. "I... I lost the ring."

206. "Will you be mine?"

207. "Darling, you look perfect tonight."

208. "You saved my life."

209. "Don't give me that look. No... NO! I said no puppy dog eyes! You know I can't resist them! Argh, fine!"

210. "I missed you and your bad puns and even your horrible cooking and the way you fit perfectly against my body when we cuddle. I just really missed you."

211. "We're a team, remember?"

212. "There's no place I'd rather be than by your side."

213. "Your smile brightens the whole room."

214. "I kinda adopted a puppy behind your back... don't be mad! Look at those cute fluffy paws!"

215. "You're burning up. Guess I need to activate my nurse mode."

216. "I love you. As in more than friends, more than best friends and more than super extra best friends."

217. "I love you just the way you are."

218. "We need to kick his ass, no questions asked. You in?"

219. "Hot chocolate and cuddles? Kisses?"

220. "You make me feel pretty."

221. "You'll always be my best girl."

222. "Never hide yourself from me."

223. "Babe! There's no toilet paper!"

224. "I'll never give up on you."

225. "Do you feel that shirt? That's boyfriend material."

226. "That prank went so wrong."

227. "Care to dance, my love?"

228. "AH! You're stuck with me!"

229. "You're too good to me."

230. "Is it that time of the month?"

231. "Can I braid your hair?"

232. "It's okay to have doubts, as long as you don't let them overwhelm you."

233. "Come here! I can't stand to be so far away from you!"

234. "I got you."

235. "I wanna fall asleep next to you every night and wake up every morning with you by my side."

236. "Stop, I need to finish this!"

237. "I just wanna binge watch The Office, but it's not the same without you."

238. "Because I care about you!"

239. "I just wanted to impress you."

240. "I love you even though your breath stinks right now."

241. "Did you just puke on me?"

242. "We should get drunk and do stupid things."

243. "I always know what you're thinking about, babe. You're like an open book!"

244. "Could you sing to me?"

245. "I, uh, could you... could you play with my hair, please?"

246. "Nooooo, don't leave! I'm cold!"

247. "I think you're suffering from a lack of vitamin me."

248. "A mistletoe? Really?"

249. "Will you join me, love?"

250. "I have feelings for you."

251. "You are the reason."

252. "Take my hand, I wanna show you something..."

253. "You have a lovely name."

254. "You're my everything."

255. "You do know a lot about my blushing schedule."

@voilawind​

[generallybarzy]

If You'll Have Me Forever.

an: this is the little fic i decided to write based on a dream i had. I wrote it all in one day while I was at my grandparent's house with no internet or computer, so i wrote it all in my notebook and then typed it up on here haha.

warnings: unedited, mentions of past emotional trauma and unhealthy families

word count: 1.7k

You always loved spending time with Mat's family. Whenever there was a break in the season, you two quickly found yourselves on a plane out to Vancouver, holding hands in the airplane and in the car on the way to his parent's house.

It had been like this since your first summer with them. Mat had invited you home with him for part of the offseason, and although you'd only been dating almost a year and were still nervous to meet his family, you couldn't say no. His family had welcomed you warmly, in fact, warm may not even be good enough to describe it. His parents smiled as soon as they saw you- saw you holding their son's hand, saw him smile proudly as he finally introduced you to them as his girlfriend.

Then, they hugged you.

You hadn't come from a loving family, not one where you openly told each other "I love you" or "I'm proud of you", and certainly not one that hugged and had family game nights. After much discussion with Mat and with your therapist, you came to the conclusion that your family had been borderline emotionally neglectful, and you saw how your childhood had scarred you. Mat's family was so openly affectionate and loving towards you right off the bat that it overwhelmed you, to the point of you going upstairs and refusing to come down until Mat had a talk with you. He was understanding, gently told them to be a little more reserved, and helped to slowly ease you into their love. And that just made you love him even more.

Now, it was your first holiday season with them. After spending a good chunk of last summer in Vancouver, you were certainly excited to spend a few days of your winter here with them rather than in your empty little apartment. You and Mat had flown out the night before, and arrived early in the morning, grateful that the team had managed a few extra days off this season- just enough days to make a trip worth it. The whole day had been spent talking and laughing and just catching up with his family about the past year- how things were going with your studies, with your job, how Mat’s season was going, and how your relationship was going. Later in the evening, after a long round of some board game they’d pulled from the closet, the jet lag and overwhelming, unfamiliar feeling of familial love caught up to you. So, in the middle of preparing some snacks to munch on during the next round of the game, you faked a phone call and quickly excused yourself to the snowy back patio, slipping into your coat and snow boots on the way and disappearing out the door.

Mat had been keeping a close eye on you all night.

He knew how you got about affection, you were even still a little shy receiving love from him, and the last thing he wanted to do was let him or his family overwhelm you again. He had gone to talk with his dad for five minutes- about a topic that had him immediately searching for you to go hide away and get some much needed alone time- and when he came back to the living room, you weren’t where he left you with his mom and sister.

“Where’s (Y/N)?”

“Oh,” his mom looked up from preparing the food. “She stepped out back to take a phone call.”

“Yeah?” Mat snuck over to the backdoor, squinting out into the snow and spotting your figure, no phone in sight. He slipped on a pair of shoes and grabbed his jacket from next to the door. “I think the jetlag might be stting in. I’ll be right back.”

He stepped out onto the back patio, the snow crunching beneath his fluffy slippers. You didn’t even turn when you heard the door close behind him, and that’s how he knew something was wrong.

“Baby… what are you doing out in the cold?” He came up next to you, curling an arm over your shoulders. “Were they too much? Should I tell them to back off a bit?” Finally, you turned to face him. Your eyes were wet and red, but you had a soft little smile on your face. “Aw, baby.”

“I love them so much, Mat.”

“C’mere.” He pulled you against his chest, rubbing his hands up and down your cold arms. You curled your arms around his waist, snuggling in under his winter jacket. “Babe, you should be wearing something heavier out here. I don’t want you getting sick.” Still, you stayed where you were, tucked into his jacket with him and hiding away from the snow and the world. “I’m glad you love my family so much. I hope you can tell they love you too. And if they’re too much, I’ll tell them, okay?”

“I know.”

“Just let me know. I know how you get uncomfortable when you receive this much love, but I hope you know you deserve it, okay? You’re absolutely amazing.” At his words, you lifted your face from the comfort of his chest, eyes red and face hot, streaked with tears. Snowflakes melted on impact, and Mat’s thumb brushed away the wetness. “Please don’t cry, baby.”

“I’m just… so overwhelmed. In the best way possible, I promise.”

“That’s good.”

“And I’m getting sleepy.”

“Jetlag finally catching up to you?” You nodded, burrowing back into the warmth of his jacket. He smiled, squeezing you against him. “Let’s go to bed, yeah, sweetheart?”

“Nooooo, I just wanna stay like this.”

“Okay, okay.” He smiled and lifted his hands in mock surrender. “We’ll stay out here for a little, but we gotta go in when you get cold.” Mat knew the reason you didn’t want to go back inside yet. One, because you didn’t want to cry in front of his family, but also because after spending the whole day with them, you were starved of sweet, gentle moments like this, alone with Mat. He knew you loved his family, but God, how you loved him. You’d been holding back all your hugs and kisses today, keeping low on the PDA in front of his family, and you’d gotten needy. He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to his parents, saying the two of you were gonna be done for the night and wanted a little alone time, and he knew they’d understand and head to bed. The snow was picking up now, so Mat put his phone back in his pocket and pulled you with him against the wall of the house, your arms tucked under his fuzzy coat and holding tight around his waist, watching the snow fall and enjoying the comforting silence of the world.

“Do you know how much people love you?”

“Mat…” You smiled and hid your face shyly.

“No, do you know? Everyone who meets you falls a little bit in love with you. Everyone. You just have this… this loveable nature to you/ You’re the sweetest, kindest, most amazing person I know.” You didn’t respond, but Mat saw the smile on your face and felt the way your arms squeezed around his torso. “Remember how earlier, I was talking to my dad? You know what he was saying? He said ‘the way you look at (Y/N), that’s how I looked at your mom’. And how he still does.” That got your attention, and you lifted your face to look at him, at the pretty, genuine love in his dark eyes. “Hey, there’s that pretty face!” Your hands slid further up his back, and you perched up on your tiptoes, reaching up for a soft kiss that Mat gladly met you halfway for. ���I’m serious when I say I love you, okay?”

“I know.”

“I get that you didn’t have the best relationship with your family, and they weren’t the healthiest, especially when it came to showing these types of emotions, but I’m gonna make sure you get used to it. Cause you’re gonna be in my life for a long, long time.”

“Forever?”

“If you’ll have me forever.”

Everything went silent, save for the soft falling of snow, at that whispered promise. The tears filled your eyes again, just so, so happy that you had someone like Mat in your life, and that he was so understanding and patient with you.

“If you’ll have me forever, my family would be more than happy to call you one of us. You could spend all your birthdays, holidays, and celebrations here, and they’d love you. I’d love you. I do. You’d never feel unloved again, if you’ll have me forever.”

“Mat are... Are you proposing?”

He shook his head quickly. “No. Not yet, not officially. Just take this as a… warning.”

You laughed a little bit. “A warning, Mat?”

“No, ugh… um, how about a promise. Yeah, a promise. A promise that if you’ll have me forever, I’ll do nothing but show you how damn loveable you are. I know I can’t erase the years of pain… God, or the trauma that your family put you through, but I promise you I’m gonna try my hardest. You deserve so much better than what they’d given to you, and I’ll give that to you.” Mat saw the tears in your eyes and swooped down to kiss your cheeks repeatedly. “I’m sorry. Didn’t mean to make you cry, baby.” He could say so, so much more, but he wanted to take care of you first. “Enough of my sappy rambling, yeah? My toes are freezing. Can we go in?” He saw you glance down at his feet and immediately started giggling.

“Nice slippers, grandpa.”

“They’re cozy.” He grinned, happy to see you smiling again. He had grabbed his dad’s shoes to come out, knowing you found his silly dad-fashion funny. “Now, let’s get to bed, sleepyhead.” He pulled you back into the warm, quiet house and led the way up to his bedroom, happy to finally have some time to just cuddle up under the blankets along with you. But as you fell asleep, tucked safely in his arms with a content, peaceful smile, he could fall asleep along with you. Instead, he lay there, watching you for hours, his thoughts filled with his dad’s words from earlier and quietly, secretly, he was writing long lines of phrases he wanted to say to you, phrases that would one day become part of his proposal.

I promise I’ll keep you safe, I promise I’ll keep you smiling and loved... if you’ll have me forever.

[jmoriarty-221b]

So I saw somewhere a post that talked about how some fictional characters just have a divorce vibe going on, like, at no point in time were they ever married but they just give off that feeling that they got divorced

And now I can only think of Clark Kent and Lex Luthor having that vibe

And I spent close to an hour talking about this to my sibling and how it would be a good idea for a new DC show like, you can make so much money off of just the main Batfam alone and there are literally so many people in there that it’s just an amazing idea to have them all in a show together but kind of like a Good Luck Charlie kinda thing because there’s more than enough angst in the world

But in the case of not having enough of a budget for so many characters in one show I turned to the Superfam (Batfam is Huge like, I don’t even know half of the extended family version and that’s like at least ten characters so I could see why it wouldn’t be entirely feasible to have a show that included everyone while still being good with nice character development without having a billion dollars for the budget)

The Superfam, in my personal experience, is composed of Ma & Pa Kent (farm vibes plus I refuse to have either of them die in my AU), Clark Kent (main Superman), Lois Lane (Lana? was Smallville Lois i guess??? But idk enough about her so she’s not here), Jon Kent (Superboi II), Kara Danvers (Supergirl) & Conner Kent (Superboi I)

Now I’ve stopped watching CW shows like, forever ago??? But my brother kinda keeps up with them and basically the gist is that the ratings of every other show suck Except for the Superman & Lois show (because it’s 💫new💫) and I saw the cover of the poster like “Ah, the werewolf dude. . . mmmhhmmm that’s Lois yes, yes that’s Johnny boi, and um is that???? Nooooo, they wouldn’t do that to Conner right???? Please tell me they didn’t make Conner blonde” and I was informed that the blonde teen is Chris???? Like

Whoms’t do ye speak of

I’m not even joking but the only way I even know of Chris is from a random fanfic I read where Dick Grayson gets his own super from an alternate reality named Chris, that’s my only point of reference for this character

But let’s talk about how Conner Kent (OG Superboi) was excluded

Now I haven’t seen any episodes of this and I probably never will (no hate I’m just really unmotivated to start new shows at all) so idk if they might mention Conner or even allude to him in one scene or something

But this was my main motivator as to my new Superfam TV Show Idea

Have Lex Luthor not be a Superman villain, he’s mainly a successful businessman, a little shady but who isn’t, and he doesn’t want to Kill Superman, he just wants to be able to have some sort of viable protection against a Kryptonian in case of an invasion (see Man of Steel + CW’s Supergirl) or suddenly having a mind controlled Superman on their hands (see Justice League series or just look up what Red Krytonite does) so he makes it like his side thing to figure out ways to neutralize or hold back a Kryptonian, Clark totally thinks that Lex is obsessed with finding a way to kill Superman because they had a bad end to their friendship in high school so he’s always suspicious of Lex, Lex hasn’t really ever tried to kill him though because 1. It’s not that deep Clark ok? And 2. He’s a busy busy man with a very important job position and a company to run so does he look like he has time to harbor an obsession over someone who rejected him back in high school??? You’re more of a constant side quest Clark, so stop trying to put him on the JL watchlist ( btw ik about Lena Luthor, haven’t forgotten her but she doesn’t really play a part in this AU so let’s just have her and Kara off to the side doing their own thing ok? Ok)

Lex, Bruce & Oliver all knew each other when they were kids and went to the same school, this is just an extra detail I wanted to happen because Lex and Ollie definitely know Bruce is Batman and absolutely HATE having to deal with Brucie Wayne because “I know you’re just doing this to irritate me Bruce, you just want to see if you can make a vein throb in my forehead but I will valiantly ignore your dumbassery because I know you hate being Brucie just as much as we hate having to put up with Brucie so suck on that you petty bitch” because they bonded in ye olden days, childhood friends so to speak

Anyway so Cadmus tries to get Lex to make an investment in their company, seeing as Cadmus is shadier than Gotham when it rains Lex is basically like ‘no ❤️’ and doesn’t make a deal with them, Cadmus gets mad at not having Lexcorp financially backing them so Lex has an ‘accident’ and they steal his DNA, then they steal Superman’s DNA somehow and *boom* a Superboi is formed

Because I don’t know much about how the Core Four became friends in the first place (Robin Tim Drake, Impulse Bart Allen, Wonder Girl Cassie Sandsmark & Superboy Conner Kent) I’m just gonna go with what happens in the show Young Justice except it’s the Core Four becoming the Core Four when they liberated Conner (who at this point believes himself to be a clone of Superman and has only been given Superboy as a name) from Cadmus, same shit goes down meaning that Clark is just straight up NOT vibing with Conner, Conner just wants a mentor please, and the Bats kinda give Clark a passive aggressive treatment for not taking Superboy under his wing or at least agreeing to teach him how to control his powers, especially Tim because that’s his Bestie so yes

Anyway, YJ saves ppl and is on the news or whatever and Lex finds out about Superboy’s existence that way, so he researches this new super on his free time, finds out that he came from Cadmus and claims to be a clone of Superman, yet doesn’t have the whole power set Superman has??? Wait, didn’t Lex reject Cadmus’ proposal and the got into a mysterious accident??? Long story short Lex goes connecting the dots, hacks into Cadmus’ files, finds out he technically has a son with Superman and decides to take Superboy under his wing (I’ll go more in depth as to why Lex would want to do this in this AU later but the abridged version would be that he wants a kid but doesn’t have the time nor interest in finding a wife??? Also the radiation that made him bald as a kid also affected his reproductive system so while it’s not impossible for him to conceive kids he would have a very hard time actually getting to father a kid)

Him and Conner, who still goes by Superboy at this point in time, meet up and Conner finds out that here is a parent figure that is both available and actively wants to be a part of his life, so he agrees to get to know Lex and the series would focus on them becoming a family, with a special episode when Conner asks Lex for help in choosing a name for himself and it ends up with him agreeing to become Conner Luthor, it would be heartwarming and Mercy would make sure it happens within a day (Mercy is Lex’s bodyguard/PA but they’re also besties and she becomes the Responsible yet Chaotic Aunt as Lex and Conner’s father-son relationship progresses)

Obviously Clark becomes super suspicious of Lex getting close to his ‘clone’ and when Conner decides to go public as Lex’s son he’s like *GASP* and calls up Bruce because we need to get on this Bruce, Lex is a villain and blah blah blah but Bruce would be over Clark’s shit and hit him with that “actually, Lex was also an unwilling genetic donor to Superboy, who actually is not your clone either, and has agreed to take him in, I’ve been on this shit since they first met and the kid is doing just fine so if you keep poking your nose in their business then that’s your problem but you better be ready to pay child support bitch . . . have a good day ❤️”

The series would just focus on Conner getting to have a good parent figure in Lex and go more into their civilian lives rather than focusing on the superhero thing, Conner, Bart, Tim & Cassie have a sleepover at Lex’s house at one point, Lex totally Knows what’s up but it’s all good because these are his baby’s friends and they’re good people who are more than willing to prank Superman for rejecting his kid and giving his baby self worth issues (Mercy supports them)

Anyway, that’s basically the idea for a new Superhero Show

[rlupinswhore]

Prompt List

• you can use these dialogue prompts when requesting. it is obviously your choice to use my prompts or not :)!

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fluff dialogue

"Did you just lick me?!"

"You smell nice. Come here. Hug me so I can smell like you."

"Have you seen my hoodie?" "Nooooo..." "You're wearing it, aren't you?"

"You're freezing, Jesus!"

“Stop moving and let me braid your hair"

"Kiss me or i'll cry."

“You can sit on my lap until I'm done working"

“Is that my shirt?”

“I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

“Cuddles? Please?”

“You look beautiful,” “Oh shut up,”

“You know I have a soft spot for your stupid puppy dog eyes,”

“Are you insane?” “Yes,”

“I’m not drunk!”

“Not my kid, not my responsibility.” “It’s a dog!” “No, it’s your kid.”

“Oh my god, are you drunk?”

“You’re adorable.”

“You forgot your money? Oh, don’t worry, love. I’ll pay.”

“Look at those squishy cheeks and bright eyes! I love everything about you so much.” 

“You can’t keep wearing your ferret and calling it a scarf.”

“Crushing hard, huh?”

"You make me look like a garden gnome."

“God, I missed this.”

"Did you just take my muffin?" "Sharing is caring, baby!"

“What happened to your pillow?” “What are you talking about? You are my pillow.”

"Well at least your mom thinks you’re handsome."

“You really need a haircut.”

“I can explain.”

"I like that you make me laugh so much that my cheeks hurt."

"You are being extra sweet today."

"It's cold in here! Can you warm me up please dear?"

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angst dialogue

“are you ashamed of me?”

“don’t raise your fucking voice at me.”

“You’ll always be a friend.”

“It’s pouring rain, why are you here?”

“You’re choosing her over me?” “Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?” 

“Please don’t make me choose.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!”

“You are so naive.”

“Please don’t make me choose.”

"For what it's worth, I never gave up on you."

“All I wanted was a happy ending.”

“I would give up everything for the chance to hear your laugh again. To see you smile. To see you happy."

“Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?" “Like you still love me.”

“Do you think I care?”

“I wish we never met in the first place.”

“Do you ever listen to what I say?”

“Leave. Right now.”

“I am hurting too. Did that ever occur to you?”

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smut dialogue {18+}

“Focus only on me.”

“You’re naked aren’t you”

“Don’t fucking touch what is not yours”

“Strip. Now”

“Bite me” ”If you insist”

“Get on your hands and knees, right now” “Take off your clothes for me.”

"I dare you to fuck ____."

“Turn around for me.”

"I want you to touch yourself."

"Behave."

"This feels dirty..." "Because it is."

"Bed. Now."

"Let me give you a reason to stay in bed"

"Don’t forget who you belong to."

"No panties?"

" Haha, You're so cute when you're nervous ."

" I'm literally holding back from ripping that dress off your body "

" Time for your punishment , kitty "

“take off your shirt.”

“i missed you.” “how much?”

" Do it slowly..."

“fuck it, i can’t even pretend like i don’t want you anymore.”

“kiss me, kiss me again.”

“don’t leave any marks.”

“Does this feel good?” “Like I’d tell you if it did. Your ego is far too big already.” “Know what else is big?” “Your forehead?” “Damn. Low blow.”

“You’re smart.” “Do you want me to do your homework, or let you fuck me? Because no to both.” “I can’t complement you just because?” “No.” “Hm. Well you were right. Wanna fuck?” “No!”

“i need you.”

“such a slut” “only for you”

“shut up.” ‘well why dont you come over here and make me?’

“mine” ‘say it again’

“you look so good with my hand around your neck”

“[name]—” “Ah, ah, ah…” “S-sorry… [title - mommy, daddy, master, mistress, etc.]…”

“We can’t just fuck on the side of the road!” “Can’t we?”

“You don’t want me? Why are you soaking through your panties, then?”

“We can’t do that here!”

“I forgot my towel”

Feel like another round?

“We’ve been at it like rabbits and you’re still horny”

“Please remind me why we’re having sex behind a tree”

“Guess I’ll have to cum inside you then”

“really? right here? you know people are going to see us...”

“be quiet, you wouldn’t want all your friends hearing us right?”

“bad girls get punished y/n”

“Focus only on me.”

“if you beg, you can cum.”

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dark dialogue {18+}

{will be added soon!!!}

[onyourzeus]

12:15 am | kyh

ykcyj ➝ arskyh

title: 12:15am pairing: kang younghyun (youngk of day6) & you genre: fluff, small caps words: 2.4k

author’s note: extra fic for tonight, just all around fluffy bf!yonk getting a call from his drunk s/o in the middle of the night. do enjoy.

any requests? check my pinned post if i’m accepting any at the moment, thanks!

younghyun loves the grind. but if there’s anything else that he looks forward to during a hard and long day of working, it’s the feeling of coming home once he’s done. he makes sure to take off his shoes with as less noise as possible, knowing the fact that his roommates slash bandmates are enjoying their sleeping hours of peace and solitude. 

with just a loose shirt and boxers on, he finally feels less restricted and more comfortable in his own skin. the urge to clean himself of sweat, and polluted air that had clung on him with a nice, hot shower is tempting— but the exhaustion in his heavy shoulders and drooping eyelids convince him otherwise. 

he’ll hate himself for dirtying his sheets, but tomorrow is sunday which means it’s time to do his laundry, anyway. 

tossing his used clothes in the hamper, he prepares his body to get swallowed by the softness of his comforter, and the warm void of his thick blankets. of course, before he passes out entirely tonight, he doesn’t forget to send you a text. the one important thing he shouldn’t miss out on. 

really tired. gonna crash in 2 seconds. text you tmr, love you

usually, younghyun would wait until you respond because the many heart emojis that come his way act as his goodnight kiss while the two of you are apart. besides, you normally reply in an instant which is a habit he’s worried about, really, since you need some rest too. 

he tries to fight the sleepiness away from his senses, but the more he sits on his bed, back hunched and ready to collapse, the less energy he has left to wait for your message. he frowns, suddenly wondering about your whereabouts. you always tell him first hand if you’re too busy to check your phone throughout the day, and younghyun appreciates the thoughtfulness. even if he couldn’t reply “okay” right away, the two of you have a shared sense of understanding as to how your kind of long distance relationship works by now. 

sighing, he eventually puts his phone on the bedside table and plops himself in the covers. it feels really, really good to be in his own personal space now, and younghyun thinks he deserves to rest longer than normal tonight; it was a pretty productive day in the studio. he finished another collab with an artist he’s been meaning to contact for months, and he was glad it came to fruition with great success. he also managed to write a few arrangements for the band’s upcoming album, even if the group decided it was too early to work on it yet. 

younghyun believes it’s never too early as long as inspiration is present. if he didn’t so much as write down possible lyrics or harmonies on a piece of paper every day, he’d slowly feel his motivation being sucked out of him. if he was being honest, that was one of his worst fears as an artist, so every day is work for him, it just depends on how much he wants to get done in a day. 

as his thoughts fizzle out in his mind, his consciousness brings him to dreamland until a constant vibrating noise disrupts him from his end table. younghyun is about to pull the sheets over his head, thinking nothing of the sound but an annoying notification from something unimportant— but then he remembers you. 

with his second guess being right, younghyun has a twinge of guilt in his throat for believing you were not worth it to get up from the coziness of his bed. rubbing his eyes to seem more awake, he picks up the call and greet you in a whisper. 

“hi, baby, what’s up?” younghyun says, voice low and hoarse from multiple recordings in the studio. 

“cheese,” you mumble on the other end, voice rather solid and awake which causes younghyun to perk up a bit. 

“what was that?” 

“cheeeeese, brian,” you slur, elongating the repeated word as well as saying it in a higher pitch. immediately, younghyun senses the somewhat incoherent mumble in your nevertheless pretty voice, and judging from the fact you unironically called him by his english name, there was only one explanation: you’re drunk. 

he finds himself smiling as he answers, “are you home, babe?” he wasn’t angry about you drinking, he does remember you telling him a few days ago that you might go out with friends but you weren’t sure when. maybe tonight was the night and you just forgot to remind him; no big deal. 

“i think so?” you hiccup, followed by a soft chuckle. younghyun’s heart soars at the sound, and it pains him at the same time that he couldn’t be there to hold and take care of you. he leans against the headboard, making himself more comfortable as he listens to you ramble on. 

“all i know is that— burp— it was wendy’s birthday… or was it her cousin? cause she was there too, and i never met her before and— oh my god, i don’t even remember her name i’m such a bad new friend— whatever, anyway, it was someone’s celebration and we bar hopped to a lot of places and it became really sweaty and loud and at one point i had a flamingo shot in my hand and and—”

“hold up, flamingo? you mean flaming?” younghyun interjects, chuckling at your jumbled up story. he imagines you shaking your head as you whine at him for interrupting you. “no, nooooo. it was red and fiery and there was a lot of smoke and i’m sure it represented the beautiful, long-legged bird called flemings.”

this time, younghyun couldn’t stop himself from choking out a laugh, and in turn you huff from the other end, and refuse to continue further. 

“i’m sorry, go on. please, i’m interested with what happened after you took this mysterious shot that starts with an f.”

“are you sure you won’t laugh?” he hears you quip in a tiny, slurring voice, and it his chest tightens at the thought of making you go through this drunken state alone. younghyun cards through his hair in frustration towards himself, realizing how much he misses you in the moment. he doesn’t want you to stop talking, god if he can only see your lips move in person—

“i promise, babe. so, what happened next?”

“if you say so,” you mutter indignantly, but proceed with the story even though you’re unsure of where it’s going. “um, actually. that was it. i think i took everyone’s flamingo shots in their hands and next thing i remember, wendy or her cousin or whoever it was tucked me in bed and now i’m in the kitchen eating cheese.” 

the string of words you had uttered made younghyun feel three emotions in succession: one, impressed that you were able to down more than one shot while he’s not there to monitor you; two, relieved that you confirmed your safety inside your apartment; and three, plain confusion as to why you didn’t stay in bed and instead, eating what you say is cheese while on the call with him. 

“can we turn on the videocall?” he asks gently, and you hesitate.

“i don’t look cute right now…”

“you’re always cute. please?” he tries to sound convincing, knowing that you do get insecure when your face is flushed red from the alcohol. even still, he doesn’t tire from complimenting you otherwise. 

“okay,” you relent, and younghyun’s heart skips a beat anticipating the sight of you on his phone. he turns on his camera, and he’s appalled at what he sees: daar under eyes, no make up on, and a face that describes weariness to a T. in this case, it should be him who feels insecure looking the way he is, but he’d take the risk if it meant seeing your face. 

“hello? is this thing on??” after a few seconds of lag, your screen cleared up and younghyun watches you poke the camera repeatedly. “bri, it’s so dark in here am i even alive right now?”

you never fail to lift his mood up during an exhausting day of activities— as your schedules collide against each other, and there would be less time for moments like right now, younghyun only asks for a few texts sent his way as reassurance that you’re still with him. you always comply, and sometimes younghyun doesn’t get to uphold his side of the commitment during the rare days that he just want to shut off the world.

still, he’ll wake up from a text with your name on it, and the hearts he missed the night before. and he feels whole, and ready to take on the world again.

so this time, younghyun wants to make you feel heard— and seen, as these days work seems to occupy more of his time and burden him with the pressure of exceeding his own expectations. you don’t like seeing him worry about how he’s doing in the industry, so younghyun does his best to appear cheerful and curious in front of you— or his phone, at least.

“yes, you’re very much alive right now, babe. are you really eating cheese at this hour?” he shouldn’t have asked. it was obvious the thing in your hand was, in fact, string cheese being eaten in the most ungodly fashion, but it’s you— and younghyun would rather watch you bite into it, cringing inwardly, instead of passing out with another day longing for your presence. 

“let’s eat cheese together,” you suggest, shoving the half-bitten string cheese into the center of the camera as if it was a mic being handed over to younghyun. “do you want to eat cheese with me, bri?” you ask again, tone small but hopeful. you put your hand down, and younghyun finally has a full view of your face. 

you had taken your makeup off, judging from the bare skin and slightly smeared lipstick on the side of your lips. your hair was splayed out down your shoulders, a combination of curly and straight strands framing your beautiful face. he surmises you used a curling iron this morning, imagining the frustration on your facial features as you try to make it work. 

“briannnn, cheese?” 

younghyun focuses on the present, and he notices the glimmer in your eyes amidst the only light coming on your end was his screen’s brightness. he shakes his head slowly which causes you to pout. 

“no thank you, baby, you can have it all.” 

“but i saved some for you, right here. you get the other half. just like you’re my other half. hehe, get it?” 

“yes, baby, that’s very sweet and clever of you.”

“you should hire me as your lyrics… manager. maker? lyrics person? lyricist!” you grin widely after figuring out the right term, and take another bite off the string cheese. 

“i think you’re doing a great job at being my girlfriend, though,” younghyun tells you, and it takes a few seconds for those words to process until he hears the eventual whine, and covering of your face with your free hand. 

“babe.” no response.

“baaabe.” you mumble something he couldn’t hear. younghyun takes in how adorable you are, and doesn’t pester you for a minute. this bothers you, apparently, as you peek through your fingers and catch him doing one of his silly faces that corners you to laugh abruptly. 

“not fair!! you know that works every time,” you whine in defeat, and younghyun can only smile proudly in response. 

“you know,” you start off, and younghyun prepares himself for another stream of consciousness on your end before you continue, “even if we’re far away from each other, and that we can’t eat cheese together, you’re still the best boyfriend in the entire galaxy.” 

if there’s anything else that younghyun loves apart from the feeling of coming home after work, it’s the feeling of being loved by you. 

he waits for you to finish your string cheese, and you argue that you’d like to eat another one. but it was getting late, and younghyun didn’t want to look even more tired on call, so he urges that you two fall asleep while the call goes on. 

as he wiggles back inside the covers, he watches you struggle to get your whole body in the comfort of your blanket. his hand holds on the phone as he readies himself to sleep sideways. 

“stupid blanket,” you mutter in annoyance, deciding to take one leg out of the warm sheets and at last, feel content on your bed.”that’s better,” you sigh, eyes falling asleep before younghyun. 

“comfortable?”

“not really.”

“oh, why not?” younghyun asks. 

“you’re not here beside me.” and your answer breaks his heart. 

younghyun is pretty good at consoling you with his words at times when you need it, but you beat him to it this time. 

“it’s okay though, younghyun, i can get by like this for now. i know—” you yawn in between, “you’re working super hard for the next comeback— actually, you work no matter what project you’re doing, babe. you’re insane, i hope you know that.”

it was younghyun’s turn to blush, and hide his face in the pillow. the drowsiness is making him soft, and weak from denying the truth in your words. he can definitely agree with a lot of people in his life that he needs to take it slow some days. and when it comes from you, he then knows to take that advice seriously. 

“i do know that, baby.” 

“it’s not bad, though!!” you object, zooming in to your eyes as if to let him know you’re saying it as a good thing. younghyun chuckles again, lifting his face up so he can witness your goofy antics once more. 

“i think it’s… really badass. you go younghyun,” you yawn again, dropping the phone as sleep attempts to befall upon you. “sorry, my hand was getting numb.”

“that’s okay, go to sleep now.” 

“no, you.” 

“that’s literally what we’re trying to do, babe.” 

he hears you snicker, and with that he felt it was okay to lay his phone next to him, too. he probably wouldn’t see your face in the morning on the call anymore as his phone wasn’t fully charged at all. however, as he hears you quietly snoring on the other end gives him a sense of security, and the status of his dead phone battery doesn’t matter so much for now. 

“i love you,” he whispers into the night, eyes closing in, smile taking him to dreams where he can hold you tight.

“love you more, younghyun.”

[sickassastrology]

Who’s crushin on ya!? 😏🥰😍 This is a general pick a pile reading for the collective and your person. It may not resonate for all, so just take what sticks. Feel free to pick just one pile or take a look at them all. but please....be honest with your story. remember that timing is fluid and free will is something we all have. This could have already happened, your going through it, or will happen. Follow your heart always. -E 🌻💙

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PILE 1 ⭐️⭐️⭐️

So pile 1 your person is STUCK on you. This is someone from your past crushin on you. They just cant seem to get you out of their head-its literally making them sick. It’s like they have tried everything to distract themselves. But at the end of the day they are just worried sick, and have to speak whats on their mind. I see two 8s here so that number could be important to you or the connection. This person will be reaching out to you. this person lost you. You walked away from them and continued on with your life. And now that you left them, they are in a state of grief that you aren’t with them anymore. Ohhhhh, I see why you did....they were low vibes, huh? Had additions and didn’t want to come out of them either. Just stuck to their ball and chain. You gave A LOT to this connection. so much so that you were getting drained. I’m seeing a heart monitor, so it was like you were pumping love to this person on life support. And they were taking it. And it helped them, but they didn’t give it back because they didn’t have it. So-you had to leave. im getting that you had NOTHING left. Like even if you tried or wanted to give or have more for this person. they sucked you dry. And this hurt you. I am getting a betrayal energy from this person. They are stalking you too. If you moved on, they are looking at the new person around too. i heard the song “what we could have been“ by H.E.R. I see a guy driving around in his car at night listening to music smoking. So this person is dead in their feelings about you. They are reminiscing a lot about you. Don’t move too fast pile 1 because they are coming back. This person has done some work on themselves while they have been away too. They have been listening to spirit more. You were a divine light to them. you were placed in this persons path to help them with their addictions, help them be a better person. But nope they wanted to stay in the low vibes. like I always say, “and empress will never stay where she isn’t wanted. She will leave-BUT she will always be wanted back. She will always be needed. And this person, pile 1 needs you. i just heard I can’t live without you. So look out because they are coming around the mountain. Good luck. 😉

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PILE 2 🧿🧿🧿

Hi pile 2. Right off....this person wants to come back to you. But right now is a bad time. This person had a third party in the past and because of it, you cut them off. I don’t get the sense that this was a super long relationship. More of the beginning stages of developing into one. But this person was playing the field still. And you were having none of it. Youve been through enough. So you told them like it was, and if they try to come back again. You’ll tell them....again!! 😂 because you stood your ground, they view you as somebody different. I get that this person is used to getting over on people. But not with you so when you turned them away and cut them off. It forced them to make decision. and now their other options, I’m getting multiple people involved. They are done with them now. They have chosen you, and they are looking to come back. But boy oh boy they do have a ways to get there. This person could be at distance from you. I’m getting across water or state so they may travel to get there to you. but they have got to come correct because you are not playing! I get the sense of your not coming off of your throne-you just won’t do it. This group is no nonsense I mean honestly. 😩 your ready. You know your worth, and you are worthy of something good. You will not settle, nooooo not this time. Because youve already been through this. your heart can’t be played with anymore. This person is sad without you. They thought the other options would be better than you. Like oh “ill just go in my back pocket and choose from these”. But none were like you, so because of that....they feel STUPID. they feel so dumb, so sad that when they do come back. they won’t be able to even get a word in because you won’t hear them out. The “others“ are still coming for your person. Talk to them, be with them. But your person is just like no, I dont Want to be bothered, I want my bae back. But hey.....you may or may not be there when they decide to come. like they call you and if you answer then okay but if not, oh well. 😂 this person regrets what they've done. So dumb, so silly. To think....the other options were going to fulfill them. But they were sadly mistaken. pity boy, pity gal. 🥲 this person had options out the buttttt. They were playa playa from the Himalayas. this Person tried to play you, get over on you. And you found out. And said no not me, you WILL NOT do this to me. And they never had anyone do that to them. pile 2 I’m seeing you already know what it feels like to be not considered in a high regard. and You won’t do it again! Like if they want the others...go BYE! and now this person is feeling like they sabotaged this with you. They were living their ego. Somebody who has multiple options like that needs their ego to be fed. Like if the main person they want doesn’t work out or something happens they have backups. They can just go to someone else. Now this person feels like they aren’t enough for YOU! They now lack confidence, they are the jealous ones. They self-sabotaged. So yeah this person will come back with time, but your address may have changed by that time. *I just want to say I’m very proud of this group. A lot of lessons and growth!* best of luck! 😁

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PILE 3 🌸🌸🌸

alrighty pile 3, welcome! So this read will be more intuitive. Ironically enough, this group pulled three cards. So let’s get into it!.....*moment of silence because the energy is rather intense here*. I heard the song “baby come back” by player. I’m feeling this group has moved on from their person tbh. Like it’s just too little, too late for this person. This was somebody you walked away from. There was A LOTTT of love here. but also secrets and fears in this connection. With this person, your energy is coming up as “how could you do this to me-ME. Not in an egotistical way, but because you trusted and loved this person. And they loved you too. So when they did whatever they did to hurt or betray you, it was like how could you. 😩 I’m feeling like you weren’t even mad about it, more disappointed than anything. So after, you started just doing your own thing. Not really concerned with anything or anyone else. Just working on yourself. A reinvention. I’m seeing healthy eating or changing the color of your hair. Wearing sexy clothes (just for yourself) everything you started to do was about self love. And just when you started to move on or found someone new.....HERE THEY COME. like oh wait for me! i gotta be honest with y’all. I don’t feel like this person really cheated on you. I’m getting that maybe you thought they were doing you wrong but they weren’t. or a really bad agruement took place and something was said or done that was very distasteful and you felt betrayed by it. But I’m not getting strong cheating energy. You really thought it was something and it wasn’t and this person tried to explain and it went from there. (Downhill that is) there is so much sadness here. You really though this was going to work out and it didn’t. There has been some time that has passed here. This person didn’t know how to come back. no idea on what to say or do about the situation. But they daydream about it 24/7. They think about being intimate again and how it was like with you (if y’all were). this person wants to play something romantic. I’m seeing a dinner with candles a few drinks. Trying to take it back to the good times. But it took too long for this person. and now this person sees you with someone new And they can’t help but wonder...what if I would have gotten back in time. What if things would have worked out? This person does want to come back without a doubt! But will they? I’m not too sure, because it looks like you have someone else now. *PLOT TWIST*!!!! Pile 3 let me ask you this, do you love this new person like your old flame? I think NOT. You like this new person and everything, but your heart is with the person you broke up with. The new person is diggin you and likes you a lot. But there’s something thats just not hittin the same anymore. And your old person didn’t forget about you either. *i pulled extra cards for this group because I’m really feeling like this just may come back together. I’m getting that vibe heavy. For the outcome. I don’t see y’all coming back together ASAP because theres a decision that needs to be made and you don’t want to choose .your just kinda there. This connection right here is a divine pair. With the lovers and emperor here. But there’s still work that needs to be done by both parties and a conclusion by you. So you will be separated until then. I’m telling y’all...if you choose this person. Do not be surprised if this person gives you a ring. This person may right music or be into the arts. They may give you a gift that comes from their heart. a song. I heard melody. they could play an instrument or that was something you two had In common. The thought you of keeps this person sane while you aren’t with them. The thought of being with you again keeps them together. Like when they a bad day or something. Because you aren’t there physically, them daydreaming keeps them motivated. Pile 3, intuitively I gotta say it. I know y’all gotta make a decision and everything but this is going to work out. Idk when because time is fluid but it’s going to come back together. I’m telling y’all

now. its Going to take patience but in time it will. This connection is strong, y’all love each other too much. This person loves you. And they want to restore this! Like I said, this new person...your not fooling me! Yeah you like them, but that heart of yours didnt go anywhere. I’m going to say for this pile, your going to have to make the first moves because they feel like your done with them. They feel like there’s nothing they can do or say to get you back. WOW, you all have to let me know how this plays out because it will work out! I almost want to cry. can I get an invite to the wedding with a +1 please!?

[ii-kanjiiiii]

A Crazy Day at Miku Expo

A Vocaloid shitpost story

Warnings: swearing, contains Kaito x Meiko

Chapter 1

It was a normal day in the Cryptonloid household, like always. It was 12pm and Meiko was already up because she’s a normal person.

“GET UP YOU IDIOTS WE HAVE TO LEAVE FOR MIKU EXPOOO!!!!” she woke the rest of the Cryptonloids up as she was a thoughtful person.

“OH SHIT I FORGOT!!” Miku screamed. Her hair looked like Chuckie Finster from Rugrats but had a much larger mass.

“WAIT WHAT THE FUCK WE’RE PERFORMING TONIGHT?!!? PLS NOOOOO I HAVE A PIMPLE!!!” Len cried.

Miraculously, all of them had somehow forgotten that they had a Miku Expo concert in the mystical country of Hajarputa that night. Except for Meiko, because she was a responsible person.

Once they were done packing and getting ready, they went into their private Miku jet which was covered with Miku faces and had big words that said “HATSUNE MIKU” because Miku is the best and owns the world.

Inside, ‘World is Mine’ was playing on loop and the wall was covered in Miku wallpaper and posters. Meiko sat on a Miku couch at the front, because Meiko is queen and is obviously the sexiest one. Kaito, being the simp that he is, sat next to her.

Luka went all the way to the back of the Miku jet and sat in a Miku chair in the corner, away from everyone else as she was tired of everyone’s bullshit.

Miku and the demonic twins were in the middle, just jumping around and throwing shit everywhere as they were still high as fUCK from the FRUIT loops they ate for breakfast.

Suddenly, ‘World is Mine’ stopped playing, and the pilot made an announcement through the plane intercom. Or whatever it’s called lmao I don’t know.

“Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome onboard Flight Miku. We will be taking off from Sapporo to Hajarputa. I am Sonic the Hedgehog and I am your pilot for today. Just kidding bitch, my name is actually うんち(‘Jonathan Harris’ in Japanese). We are expected to reach Hajarputa in about 22 hours. I swear to God, PLEASE put on your seatbelts or you’re gonna fucking die. We also ask that you ensure your seats are in the upright position for take-off, if not you’ll fucking die. Please turn off all personal electronic devices, if not you’ll fucking die as well. Don’t smoke too, cause you’ll get lung cancer and fucking die. Thank you for choosing Miku Airlines. Enjoy your flight. I definitely will not crash this plane. I swear.”

'World is Mine’ was back playing on loop again.

“Well that was comforting,” Meiko said, being a sarcastic piece of shit.

“Lol what? I don’t remember hiring this man,” Miku said. “Lol, whatever,” she shrugged.

Some time after the Miku Jet took off, Kaito and Meiko started fighting over what they would name their non-existent kid that they would never have.

“If she’s a girl, Sakura is the best name!! It represents beauty and optimism,” Kaito said.

“It also represents death,” Meiko argued. “And who the fuck names their kid after a plant? Enaado is the best name!!”

“The fuck kinda name is Enaado?” Len, who was seated far away from them, muttered to himself. Meiko, who was somehow able to hear him, pulled a super soaker gun out of nowhere and squirted him all the way from the other end of the plane.

Some hours later, the vocaloids were bored as heck and ‘World is Mine’ playing on loop was driving them to insanity(except for Miku of course).

“Can you turn that shit off, Miku? I swear to God, if I hear “sekai de ichiban ohime-sama” one more damn time, my internal organs are going to explode,” Luka said, smashing her head against the wall.

“Geez, fine, Luka! You don’t have to be so mean about it, it’s not my fault you don’t know how to appreciate good art,” Miku rolled her eyes, then she changed the song to ‘Popipo’ on loop, which was probably 100x worse.

“YOU’RE my sekai de ichiban ohime-sama, Me-chan~<3” Kaito UwU-ed. She smacked him with a magazine.

Another time skip, Miku wanted to play truth or dare lmao. Luka, Miku and the twins sat in a circle and started playing.

“Oh yeah, by the way, Mei-nee and Kai-nii are in the game too,” Miku said.

“Wtf no thanks,” Meiko immediately said, not looking up from her magazine about self control & anger management.

“No, you can’t escape, Mei-nee,” Miku replied, staring intensely into her soul. She then got a piece of rope out of nowhere and tied Meiko and Kaito to their chairs.

“TRUTH OR DARE, MEI-NEE?” Miku asked, her eye twitching.

“Ugh, fine. Truth,” Meiko replied, as she had no other choice.

Meanwhile, Kaito was having Vietnam war flashbacks as Miku tying him to the chair reminded him of that one time he got kidnapped by Sonic the Hedgehog. (An event that happened in my other fanfic that I’m not going to post.)

“Do you want to make out with Kai-nii?” Miku asked with a stupid shitty grin on her face.

“What the fuck? Oh, HELL NO. I think I already know how this is gonna go,” Meiko muttered.

“AnSwEr tHe qUeStiOn!!!” Miku yelled impatiently, flipping the fucking table.

“Dare!” Meiko quickly said, sweating.

“I dare you to make out with Kai-nii,” Miku said, raising her eyebrows up and down like fucking Mr. Bean.

Upon hearing this, Kaito’s attention was caught and he snapped out of his Vietnam war flashbacks.

“GODDAMN IT!!” Meiko cursed.

“Oh my GOD, Kaito. Don’t give me THAT look,” Meiko said, terrified for her life as she noticed Kaito looking at her with considerable interest.

“Why the hell did you give that dare, Miku? Literally NO ONE wants to see that shit,” Len said, staring judgingly at Miku. He definitely did not have to see his parents smashing their faces together.

“Yeah, Len’s right,” Luka said. “Aight, Imma head out. Bye bitches,” she flipped her fabulous long hair and strolled out elegantly. Once she reached her seat at the far corner of the plane, she opened her laptop and looked at images of the Gingerbread Man from Shrek.

“Shut up Len and just watch the show!” Rin, who was just as delusional as Miku, scolded.

“MEIKOUT MEIKOUT MEIKOUT MEIKOUT MEIKOUT” the crazy girls started chanting.

I’m so sorry

I really have no idea where this shitty fanfic is going

TIME SKIP LOL

It was nighttime and the Cryptonloids were sleeping in their beds with Miku blankets and ‘Popipo’ was still playing on loop. Suddenly, the Miku Jet started shaking really hard, then everyone flew out of their beds and hit their heads on the ceiling. After a few seconds, the Miku Jet stopped shaking and everyone fell back to the ground.

“Heh heh, sorry folks. Just a little air turbulence is all,” Pilot うんち announced.

“What the actual FUCK?? “A ‘liTtLE’ aIR tUrBuLeNcE” he said!! I don’t think we should be entrusting that guy with our LIVES!!” Meiko seethed. “I’m going to have a word with him.” she stormed off to the Pilot’s cabin.

“Wait Me-chan, I’ll come too,” Kaito said, and tagged along with her for extra support because he was a good boyfriend.

Once they reached the Pilot’s cabin, she slid open the door and shouted “LISTEN UP, MISTER, DO YOUR DAMN JOB PROPERLY!!”

“Oh, Meiko-san, hello!” the pilot spun his chair around and smiled. “Oh, Kaito, you’re here too! How’s it going, buddy? Has Sonic been bothering you any more?”

Meiko and Kaito’s eyes widened as they realised who the pilot was.

“FUKASE??!!!!” they screamed in shock. His Ronald Mcdonald hair was unmistakable.

“No, I’m うんち. Who the hell is Fukase?” うんち/Fukase said.

“WHY ARE YOU FLYING A PLANE, FUKASE??!! AREN’T YOU LIKE, FOURTEEN?!??!!!” Meiko screamed.

“Uh, no, I’m fifteen. Also, the age of consent in Japan is thirteen, sooo I don’t see any problem with it,” he replied.

“WHAT THE HELL DOES AGE OF CONSENT HAVE TO DO WITH FLYING A PLANE???!!” Meiko screamed, ripping her hair out. I really need to stop using scream.

"Umm… with all due respect, Fukase, are you even qualified for this?” Kaito spoke up.

“Yeah, DUH. I’ve had years worth of flight experience from Microsoft Flight Simulator on the Xbox!” he replied. “What kinda dumb shit would hire someone who ISN’T qualified??”

“oH mAN OH GOD OUR LIVES ARE IN THE HANDS OF THAT DUMB KID OH MAN OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD OH MAN OH GOD-“ Meiko was hyperventilating in the corner and hugging her legs, sweat pouring down her face. It was unlike her to freak out like this, she was usually calm and kept her cool. However, this is Fukase we’re talking about, and any rational person would be freaking out and fearing for their lives.

“Breathe, Me-chan, breathe,” Kaito attempted to calm her down. “Don’t worry, okay? Everything’s gonna be just fine. Nothing bad will happen. Everything is okay,” he assured her, hugging her tightly.

“How would YOU know that???” she asked.

“I don’t,” he replied. “When things get rough, denial is all we have,” he said, giving his Stupid Bakaito Grin™.

TO BE CONTINUED MAYBE???1??1

[gemstoneconstellations]

Pretty boy makes me pretty stupid

Summary: anon request for a “sassy but awkward af around her crush” reader who says dumb things while Bakugo, the oh so loving best friend, makes fun of her for it.

Wordcount: 3250

One good thing about UA, other than it being one of the top schools in Japan, is the new dorms. There is so much freedom; besides the large amount of homework and high expectations that came with being a UA student, the dorms are very laid back. It made bonding with classmates easy and presented the opportunity to mingle and meet with the students from the other classes.

It also presented the perfect opportunity to meet the perfect boy. 

You were dragging your feet as you made your way from the dorms to the school. You’d just spent the whole night working on a mock publicity event for a pro-hero for your media and marketing class. Business course students have nearly three times the amount of homework when compared to the other classes and this week seemed to be worse than usual. You were exhausted and contemplating whether a fourth cup of triple-shot espresso was worth the potential heart attack when suddenly, you were face first in the grass, wondering what had just happened.

“I told you fuckers to hurry it up, but do you two ever listen to me? Nooooo.”

“Hey! I needed to do my hair; it takes time to look this good.”

“Guys! Seriously?” You were still trying to orient yourself when you were hoisted off the ground. “I’m sorry about them; we have an early guest speaker today and are running late. You okay?”

You blink up at the figure that was helping you dust off your uniform. Concerned red eyes were staring right into yours, throwing you off and into a daze. Is it your deprived brain or is there an angel before you? “Um, yeah.” It must be your brain because when the boy before you smiled at your response, you swear he sparkled.

“Shitty Hair! Hurry your ass up!”

He waved to the people shouting before turning back to you. “Ah, sorry I have to go, and sorry about my friends knocking you over.”  He lowered his head to you and then ran after the other two students waiting for him.

“What were you doing? Were you flirting? My bro is growing up.”

“No, I was cleaning up after the two of you like always.”

“Fucking excuse me?” The three of them continued to banter, completely forgetting about you. At some point your feet began to move again, on autopilot, towards the school building.

You couldn’t shake out of your daze all the way to class, where you sat down at your desk with your head in your hands as you stared into space. You didn’t even notice your classmate and friend taking his seat in front of you. “Ugh, I’m so tired. That assignment has been really kicking our asses. Everyone looks half dead or already decomposing.”

“Mmhmm.”

“I think I’ve maybe slept about ten hours in the last week. Did you get any sleep last night? I know you said you forgot to do something in the proposal.”

“Mmhmm.”

He turned around to look at you, concerned that you weren’t saying any actual words. “Are you listening ___?”

“Mmm.” You just continued to hum, blinking at nothing in particular.

“Hello? ___? ___!” A hand waved in front of you, mildly startling you and making your eyes focus on your classmate. “What is wrong with you?”

You sighed, laying your head down on the desk, using your arms as pillows. “I think I saw a red angel.”

“How much coffee did you have? Did you sleep at all last night?”

Your brain was trying to process what was being said, but you were so sleep-deprived that nothing stuck. “Sleep… what’s that?” Eyelids too heavy to keep open, you succumbed to the darkness and went into a deep slumber.

“___! Did you just die? Can I have your math homework if you’re dead?”

~

Thankfully, the teachers had mercy on your class and the business course students got a small break. This meant that they went home with only a couple of assignments, rather than an entire backpack (or briefcase for some extra-people) full of paperwork. 

It took  sleeping for an entire day over the weekend for your brain to start making sense again. However, you were still unsure if the red-eyed angel was an actual, real boy or a very vivid daydream fueled by the large amount of caffeine in your already exhausted system.

You got your answer during a joint project with the hero course students. The business students had to work on scenarios to help improve the hero-image of the heroes-in-training for mock interviews. 

Your class was assigned to 2-A and your partner was a very soft spoken boy, Koda. Things were going smoothly as the two of you tried to work out what he needed to improve on when screaming suddenly started at the  front of the room. “I can’t do this! You are just impossible! You can’t just yell at people and expect them to thank you for it! A powerful quirk doesn’t make you a good hero, ya know?!”

“Hah?! Fuck you! You know jackshit about being an actual hero! You couldn’t make it as a hero, so you decided to ride the coats of those who can! You fucking hero-wannabe!” Explosions went off in the blonde’s hands as he stands up to shout back at your classmate.

Your classmate yelped and pushed his chair away. “That’s it! I can’t work with the constant threat of being exploded!”

Aizawa sighed in front of the room as he sat up from inside his sleeping bag. “It hasn’t even been five minutes…I’m too tired to deal with this. Trade partners with someone, I don’t care. Just be quiet and get your work done.” The tired hero lay back down and closed his eyes. That’s it? Are teachers even allowed to nap in classrooms?

You were questioning the hero course’s future when your name was shouted. “___! You need to switch with me! You’re the only one who would be able to handle him.”

“Huh?”

You jumped back as your classmate made a beeline for you, practically pushing people out of the way. “If this beast explodes, you would be the only one that wouldn’t get hurt. We won’t have to worry about you.” He grabs your shoulders and starts shaking you.

Dizzily, you try to decline since you were happy with who you got as a partner. “But Koda and I—”

You were cut off as e fell to his knees, hugging your legs. “Please! I will either die from him or me stabbing myself with my pen! Please!” You cringe as he began to bawl his eyes out, snot threatening to spill from his nose as he did.

Nope, nope; a shiver went down your back at the image of his bodily fluids touching your bare skin. You pulled your legs away and started kicking him off. “Oh god that’s so fucking gross! Okay, okay! I’ll switch! I’ll switch! Just stop it already! I’ll switch with you! For the love of god and my sanity, please wipe your nose with a tissue! Not my leg!” What the hell had the infamous Bakugo said to make him like this?!

You hand your sad, sniveling classmate the notes you’d made with Koda and begrudgingly dragged your feet towards the front. Sitting in the seat beside Bakugo, you dropped your head onto his desk loudly and gave a not-so-enthusiastic robotic introduction. “Hello, I’m ___ ___, it’s sooooo nice to meet you. Please take care of me as we work together.” All that work with Koda, down the drain…now you have to restart with the asshole of the hero course and the class is half over!

“The fuck?”

You sigh to yourself again and hand over your notebook with mock interview questions, not even looking up as you spoke. “Here, I know you aren’t much of a talker and we don’t have a whole lot of time left, so just answer these questions. The first five are for me to get a feel of what type of hero you want to be and how you want to be seen by the public. The rest are basic talk-show type questions; answer those like it is a real interview please. When you’re done, we’ll go from there. And please answer them fast; I do not want both of us to fail because you feel like being an ass.”

Surprisingly, the notebook was taken from your hands and you could hear pencil scratching against paper. “I don’t fail at anything,” he muttered. Huh, so that’s what motivates him.

After a few minutes, the two of you were silently sitting as everyone else spoke with their partners. You were so tempted to take a nap. “These questions are so fucking personal.” So the rabid Pomeranian of UA does know how to speak at a normal tone.

“Yeah, that’s pretty typical. People are nosy about their idols; they want to know everything. That’s why you have to be careful about how you word things. Not just for possible misunderstandings, but also to protect some of the privacy you have. I’ll help improve your answers while keeping your personality and image in mind.” You finally sat up and began to stretch your back. Glancing at the notebook, you are surprised to see he was more than halfway done.

He huffed as he scribbled down another response. “This doesn’t sound like business-type shit.”

Leaning against the desk with your chin resting in your hand, you began to read some of his answers. Like you expected, they were going to need a lot of work. “It’s PR stuff; it all helps your popularity and brings in more money. So it’s a different part of business type stuff. I want to be a PR Manager, so this kind of assignment is right up my alley.”

Bakugo hummed as he silently continued the questions. Another few minutes went by; class was close to being over, with less than ten minutes left. “So what did that loser mean about you being able to handle my explosions?”

You shifted uncomfortably in your seat; your quirk isn’t not something you are very comfortable with telling someone like a hero-in-training, but he can’t say anything worse than what others have. So, fuck it. “It’s my quirk. It’s similar to a shock absorption-type quirk, but my body takes the energy from the force of impact to make my body more solid and keeps it from taking damage. It doesn’t make me stronger since it stops my muscles from tearing and growing mass. I still go flying if hits hard enough. Sometimes I break whatever I run into if I hit it hard enough. Really, it just makes it impossible to get hurt if someone hits me and my hand won’t break if I punch someone. It is lame and boring, I know. At least I’ve never had a bruise before.”

For some reason, Bakugo kept surprising you by asking questions you never expected. “So if I threw you into a wall, it wouldn’t hurt and you’d might break the wall?”

“Uh, I guess? Never really tried, though I did break a desk when someone pushed me once.”

He snorted at your owlish expression. “Your quirk is lame? You sound like some other idiot I know.” Bakugo looked over; you followed his eyes to Kirishima, who was in the center of the class. Like he could sense someone looking at him, the redhead turned towards you two and smiled. Your eyes widened as his teeth practically sparkled, taking in his red hair, and memories of someone who had helped you when you were half brain-dead came to mind. He waved at you and a daze came over you as you gave your own meek wave. Okay, he really is that pretty.

The bell for lunch went off, waking you from your awkward blatant staring. You tried to quickly gather your things and went for your notebook, only for it to be lifted away from you. Bakugo grabbed your wrist with his free hand and began to drag you with him. “I didn’t finish it yet. I’ll finish them after you show me your quirk.”

“Huh?”

He paused for a moment to look back behind him. “You heard about her quirk, right nerd? Let’s go; I know you’re fucking dying to see it in action.”

“AH, c-coming Kacchan!” Midoriya proceeded to follow Bakugo as he dragged you away. And that’s how you ended up being tossed around like a rag doll in the hero’s course training hall. Did you just somehow become friends with Bakugo Katsuki? You had no idea. At this point, you were just going along with what he wanted as he dragged you around. Both of you finally ended up in the cafeteria, exhausted, and found the closest empty table to collapse at after Bakugo told you to sit somewhere.

At least you are sitting down now. You had no idea where Bakugo went, but you aren’t being tossed around or interrogated anymore. “What he do to you?”

You groan at whoever had just asked you another damn question. “I don’t want to talk about iiiiiiaaaaaaaa…” Your tongue lost all ability to form words as soon as you opened your eyes to see Kirishima sitting beside you. Other people were now sitting at the table but your focus was on the sparkling redhead before you.

He raised an eyebrow at you and that’s when your brain noticed the cute little scar at the top of his eye. Are scars supposed to be cute? “You okay? Seriously, what did Bakubro do to you?”

“I didn’t do jackshit.” You jumped at the sound of trays being dropped, signaling Bakugo’s return. He motioned to the tray in front of you as he sat down and began to eat his lunch. He bought you lunch? That’s kind of nice…after everything. You gratefully began to eat. “I wanted to see if what they’d said was true and it was fucking was. She can’t punch for shit but she makes a good weapon.” 

You choked on rice at Bakugo’s snicker. “Hell, no. You are not using me like some kind of bat. You and Midoriya suck, big time!”

“Ooooh, Kacchan and Deku sucking together.” Ashido and Kaminari both teased.

“Shut the fuck up before I beat you to death with ___!”

“Don’t use me to threaten people!”

And that’s how you were sucked into the hero students’ group. You went from barely catching glimpses of them to playing video games with them in their dorms. Even though the project with Bakugo was done, you still joined them at lunch and hung out outside of class. Which meant more time for you to stare at Kirishima.

“You are going to be my fucking PR manager when we graduate.” Bakugo declared as he sat in front of you. The hero students had gotten their grades back on the public relations project and, surprisingly, Bakugo had listened to you, passing the mock interview with one of the highest scores.

You smiled brightly at him as you continued to eat, others sliding into their seats as you spoke. “I’d rather die.”

Kaminari elbowed Bakugo in the side, earning a growl from the ash-blond. “Man, you are not delicate at all. She’s a lady who needs to be treated with care.”

Bakugo shoved Kaminari away from him, knocking him into Mina. “Pfft, she’s anything but delicate. Would something that’s delicate be able to go through two walls of concrete without getting injured?”

“Wow, you’re pretty strong for someone who’s in the business course.” Your body froze at the sound of the deep voice coming oh-so-close directly to your left. You glance over to see Kirishima smiling down at you and you found yourself momentarily forgetting how to swallow, chewing on the now tasteless food longer than you needed to as you stared at the gorgeous boy.

A foot kicked at your leg, waking you up. You turned back to your tray, stuffing your mouth more. Somewhere along the line, after you'd remembered how to swallow, you realized that Kirishima was still looking at you, patiently waiting for you to respond. “No, I’m not anything special. My quirk just lets me take a punch.”

God bless everything on this earth for letting you hear that boy chuckle like you’d actually said something funny. “Cool, maybe we can fight sometime?” You watch him pick up a piece of meat. Speaking of meat, you can’t help but admire all the fine work that the hero course has done for those arms.

Fuck, he’s looking at you again. His cheeks were so full and looked so fucking soft and squishy, you wanted to touch them. Ugh, he’s throwing that smile at you and you’re just fucking melting in your seat. Your swooning also killed your brain cells. “You can punch me anytime.”

The entire table went quiet, though you could practically hear Bakugo fucking grinning. “What?”

You quickly turned back to your food, laughing loudly and awkwardly. “I said sure, anytime! Wow the food is really good today!” Someone just put you out of your misery. 

The asshole in front of you tried to pretend to cough into his hand, but his shaking shoulders were a dead giveaway that Bakudick was laughing at your pain and deserved a swift kick in the shins. “Ow, motherfucker.” You ignored his glare and finished your lunch.

“Anyways! My mom finally sent me a bunch of my horror movies, anyone up for a night of fear and jump scares?!” You could kiss Mina for changing the subject, all eyes turning towards her. The table started making plans about movie night in one of their dorms during the weekend. You zone out for a moment, thinking about the assignments you should make sure you finish before  Bakugo comes to drag you to this gathering while he mumbles about if he has to suffer through social interactions, so do you. 

“You coming too, right?” Kirishima turned to you, closer than he was before, looking you right in your eyes.

There’s no way you can say no. “Yeah, I love spooky things and jump scares...” Not really; ghost movies freak you. Most jump scares leave you unable to sleep with the lights off and limbs tightly wrapped in your blankets, afraid of what might come out from the dark unknown under your bed.

“More like you like the idea of jumping on Kiri-” You flung some food at Bakugo, not caring if some got in his eye. He’s too observant for his own good. Bakugo wiped his face, snarling. “That’s it! You wanna fucking go?! I will fucking throw you across the fucking campus!”

Lunch was over and you were hanging back from the group, who was talking about what they will be doing during their hero training classes. 

“‘You can punch me anytime’,” Bakugo mimicked you,  snorting beside you and gesturing towards Kirishima, who was laughing at something Kaminari was showing him on his phone. “Real smooth. And you fucking piss yourself whenever someone catches you by surprise, so I know that horror movie stuff is bullshit.”

You bump the asshole with your shoulder. “Shut up, like you have room to talk. We both know it wasn’t you who was interested in how my quirk works.” Your eyes spot a familiar head of curly green hair. “I wonder if Midoriya likes horror movies?”

“I will fucking murder you.”

[solohux]

Here's my prompt! "Armitage Hux was never evacuated off of Arkanis with his father, the poor boy was left behind to die. Fortunately for Armitage, he did not die. He was rescued by the Rebels and subsequently adopted by the Dameron family! He met Ben Solo for the first time as a teenager, when he and his little brother Poe went over to meet their new neighbors:- Luke Skywalker and his padawans."

Poe is 7, Ben is 14 and Armitage is 15

“Tidge! Tidge, wake up! It’s moooorning!”

Despite the sounds of his little brother’s excitable yells and the feeling of him bouncing up and down on his bed, Armitage wakes up with a scowl on his face. It may be morning on Yavin 4 but in Armitage’s world, there’s still another few hours worth of sleep left before he has to get up and do his chores for the day. But clearly, Poe has other plans.

“Poe. Get off.”

“Come on, Tidge,” the boy bounces down atop his brother, landing on his back and shuffling forward until his lips are right next to Armitage’s ear. “Ben is waiting!”

Suddenly, Tidge is awake and alert. Of course. It’s Saturday, which means the padawans from the Jedi Temple that lies just across the river from the Dameron homestead are free for the day, free to engage in whatever activity they want, including a trip along the river to find the famed Force tree.

“Then let me get dressed,” Tidge rolls over and pushes Poe off of him, leaping to playfully cover the giggling boy with his blankets. “And we can go.”

Armitage is quick to grab his clothes and his towel before rushing into the refresher across the hall, washing and dressing in record time. He would never admit to anyone that he has a miniscule crush on Ben Solo but that doesn’t stop him from taking an extra moment to fluff up his copper hair into a cute-looking fashion, the very same style that Ben once complimented and sent Armitage’s mind into a tizzy.

The refresher door opens with force, making Armitage jump.

“Hurry up!” Poe jumps up and down in the doorway, half-dressed in his brown pants and green jumper—though the neckline of the jumper is completely askew and his little hands aren’t through the sleeves properly. The boy jumps and laughs as Armitage makes a grab for him to fix his outfit but he’s much too quick, darting down the stairs where Kes is making a caf for himself.

“Where’s the fire, Starfighter? Slow down!” Kes smiles, standing in the kitchenette.

“We’re meeting Ben and going to find the Force tree!”

“Meeting Ben, eh?” Armitage comes into the kitchen just in time to see Kes smirk. “I’m sure Armitage will be pleased with that.”

“Dad,” Armitage rolls his eyes. “Ben is just—”

“He’s the best, Dad! He’s training to be a Jedi!” Poe mimics a lightsaber and its sounds.

Armitage rolls his eyes, “Come here, you. You can’t go exploring with your jumper looking like that.”

For once, Poe stands still as Armitage bends down beside him and fixes the collar and the sleeves of his jumper, ruffling his dark curls into place too whilst he’s there. The boy’s big brown eyes light up, sparkling, as he stares at his big brother, taking him by surprise when he leaps forward and throws his arms around Armitage’s neck.

“I like Ben but not as much as I like you,” Poe says, hugging Armitage and climbing onto him, wrapping his short legs around his brother’s hips. “You’ll always be my favourite, Tidge. Okay?”

Armitage smiles, standing up with Poe held in his arms, resting on his hip. “I’m glad, because you’re my favourite too.”

Little Poe giggles quietly, obviously happy at his brother’s words.

“My boys,” Kes comes behind them and ruffles Poe’s hair, then Armitage’s. “Now, Mum has packed your breakfasts in your bags and you promise that you’ll be careful next to the river, right?”

“Yes, Dad,” Armitage nods, setting Poe down and helping him put on his rucksack.

“And Poe? You’ll listen to what Armitage tells you, won’t you? If he asks you to hold onto his hand then you’ll hold his hand, yes?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Poe salutes. “Promise!”

“Then off you go, explorerers!” Kes mock salutes too, making Poe smile. “I think Ben is already waiting for you outside.”

Armitage ignore the wink that his father gives him, hoping that he’s just playing with him and he doesn’t know of his crush on the young padawan, but his embarrassed blushing likely gives the truth away. Kes is right; Ben is waiting outside the homestead for the two Dameron boys to join him, dressed in his casual attire instead of his cream and brown Jedi robes.

“Ben!” Poe charges at the padawan, who lifts him up with ease and swings him around.

“Be careful!” Armitage runs to catch up with his little brother whilst his heart hammers wildly in his chest, though he’s unsure whether it’s the sight of Ben in his cute outfit or the sight of his brother being thrown around.

“Uh oh,” Ben smiles, his cheeks lighting up. “Looks like Big Brother Armie is out to stop our fun. What do you say, Poe? Should we go on this adventure without him?”

“Nooooo!” Poe cries, running back to Armitage and holding onto his leg. “Tidge has to come!”

“I was kidding,” Ben rolls his eyes. “I’m thankful that I’m an only child.”

“You’re just jealous that I have a strong protector and you don’t,” Armitage smirks, ruffling Poe’s hair.

“I’m a Jedi. I don’t need a protector. I’m going to be the strongest Jedi who ever lived when I’m older.”

“I suppose you need something to strive towards,” Armitage walks ahead with Poe still hugging his leg. “Because you certainly aren’t going to be the best pilot, is he, Poe?”

“No! That’s gonna be me!” Poe zooms off into the woods just up ahead, his arms spread wide as he makes the sounds of a ship flying through space. Armitage watches him carefully but is distracted by Ben’s presence lurking so closely beside him.

“How do you deal with all of his energy?” Ben asks, laughing.

“He’s my brother,” Armitage shrugs. “What else could I do?”

“Abandon him,” Ben laughs but then pauses, freezing on the spot whilst Armitage keeps walking, ignoring the sinking feeling in his belly at Ben’s choice of words. “Tidge, I’m sorry. I didn’t think—”

“No, it’s okay,” Armitage turns around. “I know you didn’t mean anything by it.”

But Ben’s expression doesn’t change. It remains soft, apologetic, as he closes the gap between then and keeps his gaze locked with Armitage’s, even as he reaches up to touch his temple and the two become connected in the Force. Without being sensitive to it, Armitage can still feel a gentle prodding in his mind as though Ben’s powers aren’t as refined as they should be but it isn’t uncomfortable, Armitage thinks. It feels…familiar.

“You’re sad,” Ben says, closing his eyes and sighing. “And angry. You’re happy with your family here but there’s turmoil in your heart about what Brendol did to you.”

“I-I don’t—”

“You want revenge. You want to find him and make him pay.” Ben’s eyes knit together in a frown. A chill runs down Armitage’s spine. “The need to make him hurt consumes you. It’s darkening your heart, it’s tempting you down a path that your new family saved you from.”

“Ben? Ben, please stop.”

“You can’t look for him, Tidge,” Ben grits his teeth, eyes still closed as he reads deep into Armitage’s mind. “He’ll make you fall. You aren’t the person…you aren’t the person you were born to be anymore. He’ll corrupt you, killing him for what he did to you will turn you.”

“Ben, stop!”

“All remaining systems will bow—”

“Ben!” Armitage slaps his friend’s hand away from his temple and breaks their connection, leaving both boys gasping for breath and stood frozen to the ground on the edge of the woodland. “I-I’m sorry, but it hurt. Those words, they hurt me.”

“I’m sorry,” Ben shakes his head. “I went too far. I thought it might help you.”

“Here,” Armitage hands the padawan a cloth from his rucksack, pointing to his own nose to indicate the blood that drips from Ben’s.

“Thanks. Sorry.”

“It’s okay. It looks like it hurt you more than it hurt me.” Ben’s words still echo inside of Armitage’s mind, sore like an open wound. “What did you mean by I’m not the person I was born to be’?”

Ben bites his lip, “Being adopted by the Damerons has altered your destiny. The Force was whispering ‘Starkiller, ‘Starkiller’ over and over again whilst I was in your mind. Your heart has been saved from the dark side but, Tidge, looking for revenge on Brendol will send you back down that path.”

“I have no path,” Armitage shakes his head, taking hold of Ben’s hand to lead in forward to follow little Poe into the woods, worried that his friend will be a little unsteady on his feet. “None of us have paths. Things happen and we react in the way we think is right. Right?”

“The Force has a path for us all.”

“Not me,” Armitage shrugs.

“But, the dark side—”

“If that’s what I see as the right choice for me then I’ll make that decision but it isn’t. Just because the Fooorce tells you something about your future doesn’t mean that it’s true.”

“It…doesn’t?”

“No! Ben, kriff. What do they teach you in that Jedi school of yours?”

But to Armitage’s surprise, Ben doesn’t reply but instead stares at the ground with the cloth still pressed against his bleeding nose.

Armitage isn’t sure what’s troubling his Jedi friend but up ahead, Poe hangs upside down from a tree, swinging and laughing, calling their names to join him, but Ben remains quiet and reserved as though he’s contemplating Armitage’s words about choosing his own path so intensely that he needs a moment within himself. With his hand still holding onto Ben’s as they follow the river through the woods, Armitage finds himself forgetting about his past and only about his future, his future with his Jedi friend and his little brother.

[loiskane]

Shadow and Bone thoughts, notes eps 4-6

Book spoilers (no Rule of Wolves spoilers)

Ep 4

Jesper and the goat!!!!!! I love him

Tbh as much as I love them, I don't love how the Crows take up a good chunk of in every episode. This part is supposed to be Alina's story. Which will be over at some point and then it will be all about them and we're not going to see her and most characters ever again or only briefly. (unless they adapt King of Scars duology please adapt them please)

"You used to hide there as a boy", i smell bullshit Aleksander when were you there as a boy. The fountain is about YOU.

I love seeing filming locations I've been to several times

I like how Marie and Nadia are actually nice to her. They're not like super close with her and probably would ignore her if she was a regular squaller or Materialki  but they’re not mean either        

Nina!! You tell him

I'm still not trilled with the backstory change and while Danielle is a great actress, she's waay thinner than Nina is in the books. She's probably not Hollywood thin, but still.

It's kinda funny how this plan is similar to what the crew in The Gilded Wolves book do. Pretending to be other people, including artists and performers to break in to a fancy event. Btw The Gilded Wolves is a really great series, and there might be similarities it's not a knock-off SoC. Would recommend it. The second book is even better.

Get away from her go to jail

I wonder if the intimate scene will be in the show (probably yes ewww)

Seeing Mal's side of the story parallel to Alina shows so much they are so tragic at this point. Even in the books it's clear he cares for her a lot, we just see it through Alina's pov who doubts

We get a little less from Alina though

Her using her powers is amazing though 

Ep 5

These backdrops are so Hungarian sometimes lol

Grisha will have new opportunities. King of Scars says no. But hopefully after Rule of wolves things will be better.

That is not what a straight person would do Genya, I don't care you're a tailor who touches people's faces all the time

YES THEY GOT THE POWERFUL MEN LINE

DAVID

They are so cute (Genya and Alina, and Genya and David too )

Book spoilers make me sad

We love an Inej and Jesper scene (I also stood in the literal spot they're standing omg last time I visited there)

What a show off I love him

They are so cuteeee sneaking out

Fedyor was just pranking them

Oh you need a FABRIKATOR to open it if only we had one of thosee

Also I'm waiting on them showing Jesper is attracted to women too, he's the bi disaster

Idunwantit.gif (to Darklina)

She's so funny

Get away from her

Omg nooooooo

JESPER

He looks fine in that uniform

"I'm a terrible actor" suree

Zoyaa. Oh that's interesting.

Gay (queer) heartrenders?? Feeding each other?? Did i misread that?

It's a shame they didn't put Genya in green for this like in the book

SUN SUMMONER

Oh Inej

He's so arrogant I want to hit him the face

Genya WRECKED him

What is she wearing under her kefta so it’s bulletproof? Did David make something for her awww

Nooooo

oh shit right Genya can't heal major injuries

Oh no who's going to die in Siege and Storm if Marie's already dead?? Not Nadia I hope. They could give a bigger part to the Alkemi girl who also dies there in the books. Also how will this affect Fedyor, losing Marie is key to him betraying them to the Darkling, but since her death happens earlier and not because they opposed the Darkling, but under his rule so then why would he betray them

At least he asks for consent?? (i still hate him though)

“Maybe you're dehydrated from the heat in your hut", that was savage Alina lol

Baghra dragging the Darkling, we stan

Well the mission is not going well is it Kaz

Is Kaz Brekker really worth killing for though??

She just jumped off that balcony wow

This shows exactly who he is, dude just threatened his own mother

Ep. 6

Zoya is so pretty

Ben is doing a c t i n g

"Poor Nina". Like you actually care, beyond her being an asset

They let her gooo

Inej and Alina awww

Szentendre (aka Ryevost) - sorry i’m annoying abt filming locations but 1 of my all time favourite fantasy series gets adapted and shot in the country i live in

Dragonfruit!!!

fuck that racist guy

Well Zoya's not wrong, she left on her own

Zoya he's not worth it

Zoya using her powers yeees

He found his way back to her!!

Sharing a bed trope always a good one

we stan the height difference (Alina & Mal)

HE SAID THE THING is this once upon a time (I will always find youuuu)

Heleen has the shares because Kaz is an idiot sometimes who does idiot stuff

See her powers don't scare him, stop saying he's intimidated by her being strong and more powerful than him he's not

The lineeeee, I will NEVER get over

Oh Matthias you'll never be back in your bed ooof

"I like it when you turn red", i mean increased circulation is good when you're cold

You are not happy people Matthias! but ofc you, a Fjerdan MAN, would say this

Askskjdf so many book lines

They are cute

Never been a huuge stan of them but they are cute

So ketfas are resistant to bullets okay (i feel this was probably in the books)

David still could've made hers though, which is cute but also messed up because Genya's kefta represents her being a servant and what the Darkling GIFTING HER to the Queen led to

Zoya's smile after scaring people i love it

Now this is interesting

Smoke and mirrors, smoke and mirrors, works even against the Darkling

I hope they don't make this into a rivalry idk if I want the Crows to be too involved with the fight against the Darkling

Nina is so extra and shameless I love her 

She killed again, I blame Kaz 

Noo don't hit David, how DARE you Kaz

They stole his carriage looool

[explorersaremadeofhope]

i'm so glad i wasn't the only one frustrated by the relationship in tutti i santi giorni. while antonia was a victim of past abuse (and pretty obviously suffers from an undiagnosed personality disorder, imo), it doesn't excuse her own abusive behavior, especially at her age and when it's directed at someone trying so hard to be supportive. it was just really depressing to watch toward the end and i couldn't believe we were supposed to be happy they got back together, much less married.

omg im so sorry that i just neglected this ask!! i saw it and was like “okay i need to write a Proper Reply to that, not just one sentence” and then... yanno.

but yeah, i found that movie kind of hard to watch for a few reasons - i mean, one of them was just, i couldn’t handle the secondhand embarrassment so i kept going “nooooo” and hiding my face 😂 but also because i just felt bad for guido most of the time. in the end it just isn’t a very well-written movie, which is where a lot of the problems stem from. (SPOILERS BELOW)

for example, they clearly intend to show that antonia has been a positive force in guido’s life, by showing the contrast between how he was when she met him, and how much more well-adapted he is in the present day.

but in the actual timeframe where the movie plot happens, you don’t get to see that. you really just see him going the extra mile, over and over, and her (although she clearly loves him) lying to him, omitting to tell him important things, and cheating on him.

she also puts all of her problems on him in a very unhealthy way (even when she tells him how great he is and how much she loves him, she frames it as “you’re much better than me”, which has the effect of turning the conversation to being about her, and him having to comfort her and say “no no that’s not true”, etc). i’m sure the writers intended her to genuinely care about him, but they were very ineffective about how they showed it on screen.

he also clearly has a lot of issues, related to insecurity, anxiety, lacking self-esteem, and probably self worth issues, which makes him struggle incredibly with taking a stand and speaking up for himself, and even when she hurts him he doesn’t say anything about it, and he plays right into all the lowkey manipulative behaviours because he’s anxious to please. his issues enable hers and her issues exacerbate his, and it’s just a really unfortunate self-perpetuating feedback loop.

which is also why the ending doesn’t work! if they genuinely love each other (as we’re clearly meant to believe they do), the problems they have aren’t insurmountable. but unless you show the viewer that they both commit to getting some serious therapy and talking about everything that happened, there’s nothing preventing a similar crisis from happening again.

the movie ending implies that ultimately it was solely her decision that they ended up getting back together -- that if she had chosen to stay he would have let her, and that him not confronting her about the lying and cheating is a good thing, because she’s okay again now, and therefore everything is fine and they don’t need to talk about it. her feelings, once again, dictate what they do, and he’s encouraged not to mention his. their marriage looks more like a bandaid than anything else, and it’s all because of really shoddy writing.

[rose-of-pollux]

Inktober for Writers, Day 13

Prompt: Ash Fandom: Perfect Strangers Title: Mistakes Were Made Summary: In which Jennifer learns that the old chestnut “it is better to ask for forgiveness than permission” is not always true.

Notes: Takes place between season 4 and 5.

Cross-posted to AO3 & FFN.

The calm Chicago morning that Balki had been enjoying had abruptly been interrupted by a frantic knocking on the apartment door.  Concerned, he opened it, revealing Jennifer and Mary Anne. Jennifer looked absolutely terrified about something, and Mary Anne was trying to comfort her.

“Where’s Larry!?” Jennifer exclaimed, too frantic to remember to say hello.

“He’s in the shower,” Balki said, stunned at her current state.  “What is it?  What’s wrong?”

She opened her mouth, but nothing came out; Balki was reminded of Larry whenever his anxiety took over and he turned into an utter mess.  Jennifer’s anxiety issues usually weren’t as severe as Larry’s, but today seemed to be the exception.

“I did… something terrible…  And Larry is going to be furious when he finds out…” she managed to say, at last.  “Balki, what do you do when you do something really, really terrible and you need to show how sorry you are?”

“Well, on Mypos, we usually sit among the ashes to exhibit the sorrow for our shame…” Balki trailed off as the look on Jennifer’s face told him that wasn’t the answer she was hoping for.  “…What happened?”

Jennifer attempted to say something again, but couldn’t.  Wordlessly, she cringed and pointed out the window. Balki walked over and look, and immediately saw the cause of her distress—a new and very noticeable dent in the driver’s side door of Larry’s cherished Mustang.

“Oh, po po…” Balki sighed.

“We all know how much Larry loves that car,” Mary Anne added, as Jennifer buried her face in her hands.

“No kidding—he’s no Roger Taylor, but that car does mean a lot to him,” Balki said, shaking his head.  “How did this happen?”

“My car wouldn’t start again, and I had to run an errand, so I borrowed Larry’s. I parked next to a streetlight, but I didn’t realize it was one of those streetlights with those wide, square concrete bases—and I couldn’t see it from the driver’s seat.  I opened the door, and…”  She gestured out the window once more and let out a little cry of frustration.

“Okay, okay, it’s okay,” Balki said, giving her a hug to calm her down.  “You are not the first to dent Cousin Larry’s car. When I was learning to drive, I dented the fender.”

“How did he take it?” Jennifer asked.

“…Not very good,” Balki admitted.  “But once his meltdown was over, he was okay!”

Jennifer let out another little cry again, prompting Mary Anne to give Balki a look as she hugged Jennifer now.

“That was the wrong thing to say,” Balki realized aloud.  “But it’s true.  You both know how Cousin Larry is—he overreacts, but once he pulls himself back in, he’s okay again!”

“Balki, it’s not just the dent!” Jennifer wailed.  “He didn’t even know I was borrowing the Mustang!”

It was at this point that Balki noticed that Larry’s keys were still on the wall hook.

“…How did you drive the car without the keys…?” he asked.

Jennifer looked absolutely mortified.

“Tell him,” Mary Anne ordered.

“Well…” Jennifer said.  “You know that Mary Anne and I have very time-sensitive work schedules; if we need to be on time for a flight, we can’t be running around trying to get transportation if my car won’t start.  And my car is a heap of junk—always in the shop, always having issues starting…”

“Jennifer…” Balki said, sternly.

“Okay, okay,” she said, getting to the point.  “You remember the time you gave me the keys to the Mustang?”

“You bet I do—Cousin Larry was so mad at me because we didn’t ask him first…”

“Well…  I just assumed…  Well, you know how Larry can never refuse me anything, so I just…  Well, rather than going to the trouble of asking each time, especially if I was in a hurry to get to the airport…”  She held back a sob of guilt and produced another set of keys from her pocket.

“She had a duplicate set made,” Mary Anne finished.

“Jennifer!” Balki exclaimed, shocked.

“I know!  I knew it was wrong!” Jennifer cried.  “But all I could think of was how Larry’s Mustang was so much better and more reliable than my car, and I know if I asked Larry, he’d say ‘yes,’ anyway, so I figured, why go through all that each time I needed to borrow it?  I’d only use it on the days he wouldn’t need to use it to go to work in the mornings anyway.  And everything was fine—until today!”

Balki shook his head in disbelief.  Usually, it was Larry who dug himself into a pit of lies; now it was clear that Jennifer wasn’t all that different from Larry.

“So what now…?” Balki asked.

“Well, I have a plan—”

“Oh, God…” Balki moaned.

“I need you to stall Larry long enough for me to get the Mustang to the shop and get the dent fixed!”

“Well, that’s going to be hard; he needs to go in to the Chronicle today and do some last-minute rewrites for the weekend edition,” Balki said.

“What!?” Jennifer shrieked.

“I told you—you should just tell him!” Mary Anne said.

“Oh, sure!” Jennifer exclaimed.  “Just tell him that I dented his most prized possession after borrowing it for the umpteenth time without asking!?  I might as well sit among the ashes; that’s all our relationship will be reduced to after he finds out—ashes!”

“No, no, no, no, no!” Balki exclaimed.  “Cousin Larry loves that car, yes—but he loves you more!  Once he has finished his meltdown, he’ll realize it.”

“But what if he doesn’t!?” Jennifer cried.  “Balki, do you realize he’s well within his rights to not only break up with me, but then take me to small claims court!?”  She trembled. As odd as it seemed, Larry had been her longest-lasting steady relationship, and she had felt more comfortable with him than any of her previous beaus; in spite of the trouble Larry got into (sometimes dragging her along with him), she knew that he meant well—that was evident in the look of utter devotion in his eyes whenever he looked her way.  And he never, ever once overstepped his bounds, which was more than she could say for some of her exes—more than one relationship had been terminated on her end for them attempting to betray her trust.  How she could have taken Larry for granted like this, she didn’t know, but the thought that was terrifying her most of all was the image of that devotion in his eyes being replaced by revulsion, even if she deserved it—for what had she done, if not betraying his trust as well, albeit in a different manner?

Balki and Mary Anne were still trying, in vain, to reassure her, but her panic suddenly increased as they heard the shower turn off in the bathroom. Jennifer sat on the couch, her face buried in her hands once again, shaking like a leaf.

Larry was whistling as he emerged, clad in a bathrobe; he greeted the girls good morning before registering he was in his bathrobe and shyly ducked into his room to change.  It was only after he reappeared, fully dressed, that he noted the somber mood of the room, and Jennifer’s distraught state.

“What’s going on…?” he asked.  “Jen? Is everything alright?”

“Oh, Larry!” she cried.  “I—”

“Jennifer, I know this would be less of a blow coming from you, but I must be the one to tell him!” Balki interrupted.  “Cousin, I had to grab something from the market while you were in the shower; but my car didn’t start, so I borrowed yours, and I accidentally got a dent in the door!”

“You did what!?” Larry yelled, his eyes wide, missing Jennifer’s stunned look as she realized Balki was taking the heat for her.

“I am so sorry, Cousin; I will pay for the repair!”

“You couldn’t have waited to ask me!?” Larry demanded.  “Nooooo, you just had to go to the market right that instant!?”  He made an effort to calm down for a moment before turning to Jennifer and Mary Anne.  “Ladies, can you excuse us, please?  My cousin and I have a few important things to discuss.”

Jennifer glanced at Balki, who gave her a reassuring nod.  Sighing, she got up, heading for the door, not missing Mary Anne’s disapproving look as she followed.

As the door closed behind them, Jennifer flinched as she heard Larry continue to rant—

“You know how much that car means to me! What was it that you needed so badly that it was worth getting a dent in my door!?”

“…Uh…  I don’ remember now.”

Larry’s response was a frustrated growl through gritted teeth.

“We have had this conversation So! Many! Times!” he said.  “And you just—!”

“Larry, stop!” Jennifer exclaimed, opening the apartment door.  “It wasn’t Balki; it was me!”

Larry was still facing Balki; she couldn’t see his face, but she did see his shoulders go rigid.

“There’s no need to cover for me, Jennifer!” Balki said, hastily.  “Cousin Larry and I can work this out!”

“Larry, don’t listen to him; he’s the one covering for me.  Look…”  She held up the duplicate Mustang keys.  “I’m the one with the extra set of keys—not him.  I’ve been borrowing your car whenever something happens to mine for a year now…”

But Larry didn’t look; he didn’t turn around.

“Balki?  Will you and Mary Anne please excuse us?”  He paused.  “…And I’m sorry, Buddy.”

Balki nodded and headed out the door, pausing to give Jennifer a reassuring nod again, though for a different reason.  Jennifer stared at Larry’s back, the unpleasant feeling in her gut increasing as he crossed to the window and surveyed the damage to the Mustang’s door.

“…Larry, I’m so sorry…” she said.  “I shouldn’t have had the duplicate keys made, and I shouldn’t have kept doing this.”

She walked over and took his hand, placing the duplicate keys there, but he still didn’t move.

“…Larry…?” she asked, quietly.

She waited for what seemed like an eternity for him to turn around, bracing herself for the look of revulsion she dreaded but still deserved.  But when he turned to face her, there was no revulsion in his eyes—just a deep look of hurt.

Somehow, that seemed worse.

“It’s fine,” he finally said, quietly.

It was just as she’d thought; he couldn’t refuse her anything—and that included forgiveness.

“Larry—”

“No—really.  It took me a moment to remind myself, but it’s the same thing I went through when Balki dented the fender years ago.  It’s just a car, and I shouldn’t have put it over someone’s feelings—Balki’s, or yours.” He looked her in the eyes now, and she could feel her heart give a twist as she saw nothing but genuine concern in them. “You’re okay?  You’re not hurt?”

She nodded, and then, overcome, hugged him.

“Oh, Larry, how can I make it up to you?”

He seemed surprised for a moment, but then hugged her back.

“Just…  Just ask me next time, huh?”

She nodded.

“I promise,” she assured him.  And I’ll never take you for granted again, she silently added.

Larry finally managed a wan smile and then turned to the door.

“Balki?  Mary Anne? You two can stop listening at the door and come back in!”

The door opened, revealing the two with very sheepish grins on their faces. And even Jennifer smiled now.

She’d been fortunate that day—and in more ways than one.

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COTW 14 - SO I hear ya'll like updates? How about full chapters? Talk to me?

Eren felt revolted with himself. The pup inside of barely looked human., the growth was terrifying to see on screen. His first thought was that the tiny pup looked like some kind of mutant, his heart racing as he wondered if the little life was in pain. It was so much smaller than their sibling, the guilt too much as looked from the screen. Yet the image was burned into his mind. He didn't know what to do now. He hated himself for thinking Levi's child looked so disturbing and disgusting, especially when Levi was so in love with them. His alpha wanted these pups so badly, but everyone was talking aborting, and making plans for his future without him. He didn't want to hear it anymore. He knew he was a bad omega... that's how they made it seem. Females and female omegas got sympathy from the staff discussing his case, while he just felt shunned. Judged over his dynamic... They might be awesome at their jobs, they wouldn't be at the hospital if they weren't, but he felt so dirty. Levi would be furious if he told him, so he hadn't. The staff were so much more politer to Levi about everything. They'd explained it to him, and possibly outcomes. Treating Levi like an equal, because there was no way at all an omega could understand anything. They could all fuck off. He hadn't even been able spend New Year's night with Viren. He'd been forced to finish Anna's birthday present in hospital, where they didn't appreciate his arts and crafts project. He'd bought the girl a proper high quality gold locket, it was large for her size, but knowing she'd grow into it. The project they hadn't like was when he'd carefully sealed two small photos with a water proof coating. One photo was of Anna just after her birth, while the other was from the photo of Moblit from the night of his 20th birthday when they'd all been so happy. Moblit might be gone, but he know how fiercely he would loved her. He wanted to make sure Anna knew that every single day of her life. Levi's gift to the little girl was paying for her ears to be pierced, not that his alpha knew. Levi would have probably tried to gift her cleaning supplies if he could have. Hardly the right gift for a four year old who was a total little miss. After 8 long days in hospital, he was finally released. In his opinion it was 8 days too many, and he definitely wasn't going to miss being there. Hanji had come to see him after his blow up, but he just wasn't ready to talk to her about it. He didn't want her apology, or her forcing a conversation about everything but the pup. He'd wanted more time to figure out everything with Levi. Levi was the father after all. Levi talked to him like he had brain cells. With Levi "supporting" him into their apartment, he was beyond relieved to be back home. Viren running ahead of them to jump on the sofa, sending Titan running with his happy yelling. Their son having decided that he wanted to wear pyjamas all day, or at least that was what Levi told him when he they'd come to pick him up. All Eren wanted was a shower and 10 years worth of sleep in his own bed. The stupid clean smell of the hospital had left him feeling nauseous for days. It wasn't the same smell as when Levi cleaned the apartment, and his alpha's scent wasn't there to push everything else away "I have a split shift, so I'll be out from 6 to 12, is there anything you want?" "A shower. Then some sleep..." "Do you want a hand?" Nope. He didn't want Levi looking at his body or his stomach. He didn't want anyone looking at his body or his stomach "No. I'll be ok. Why don't you spend some time with Viren? If I take a nap, I should be alright to sit up with him tonight" "I don't mind putting him to bed before I head out" It might not have been Levi's intention to make him feel like the alpha didn't think he could handle their son, but his omega went right there. He'd missed Viren so much, and really wanted to rest so he having extra long cuddles with his son. Finding himself nodding, Levi kissed him on the cheek "I put fresh towels in the bathroom for you, and I remade our bed" "I'm sorry. I think I want to take a nap in my old room... I'm just..." "No. It's ok. You do whatever you need to. There's something I need to talk to you about, but it can wait" You don't just tell someone that, then end it with "but it can wait". It was as bad as "We need to talk". What the hell was supposed to do with this piece of information now? Was Levi not under the impression that he was only mimicking a functional human being, when in reality, he was dead on his feet? He couldn't do the words, let alone the adulting. At least not until he'd showered and gotten every bit of shitty hospital scent off. Did Levi not know how much he was looking forward to not having to shower using a shower chair, under the supervision of a nurse because they thought he was going run off through the hospital naked? He wasn't actually sure if that was what they thought, he just didn't appreciate the hovering "Eren?" "Sorry. I'm too tired to think" "It's alright. Go take a shower, and get some sleep. It's nice to have you home" Nice. Not "Welcome back to where you belong". Fuck. He'd missed his omega, and the constant love it filled him with his for children. Now it could kindly fuck off again. It only had one job and that was more of a background feeling that the had push past its constant insecurities to feel. Now that he was home, it'd be easier to hide his thoughts and feelings from Levi. Levi had work. He had Viren to distract him, and Titan. He missed the fat cat, and had gone overboard with Christmas presents. Titan had been gifted a new grooming brush, new collar, a new tag, a new water bowl that was a fountain so he always had fresh water, a new feeding station, a new bed, and new scratching post. Levi has teased him for it all, but he couldn't help it. Levi's overweight tom was probably his best friend, as he was so much easier to deal with than people were. Cuddles, pats and food. He liked the exact same things, and Titan was just the right size to be warm and comforting as he slept back to back with him, or tried to wedge himself above the swell of Eren's stomach, and below the pile of pillows Eren liked to use. Starting to walk across the room, Levi closed the door with enough force that he flinched "Sorry, it slipped. Before I forget, I left your mail in your room for you. I think there was a package and few envelopes" "Thanks. I'll look at them later" He didn't remember ordering anything, not that he could remember much of anything... fuck... it was definitely bed time. * Viren had come climbing into his bed on his own. Eren had thought sleep would be easy to find, but the moment his head hit the pillow, his mind decided it wanted to be wide awake. His thoughts running circles as he attempted to get comfortable. If anything, his bed was too comfortable, his body melting into the softness of his blankets, and the comfort of familiar scents. Pulling his son to him, he pressed kisses to Viren's hair. The boy was beautiful. Everything about him was so perfect, even if things had been strained between them, he could never hate him "Hey, baby. Have you been having fun with daddy?" "Daddy let me wear my pyjamas!" His son sounded so damn proud of the fact "Did he?" "Yep! And we watched 'toons!" "You love your "toons", don't you baby. What about Anna, have you been playing with her?" "She's a girl" "Yep. She sure is... where's daddy now?" "Daddy's in the food" So daddy was in the kitchen. Ok "And you thought you'd come see mummy. You know what that means?" Viren looked at him wide eyes "Kisses!" "Mummy! Nooooo!" Blowing raspberries on Viren's cheeks, his son screamed with laughter. So loud that Levi came to check "Viren, I told you not to disturb mummy. Sorry, Eren. I'll take him" But... cuddles. Viren would probably get demanding soon, but this was nice "He's alright" "You need your rest" "I am resting" "Viren, come to daddy" Daddy was still his favourite, yet Viren was sweet enough to look torn "It's ok baby, you go with daddy" "Mum?" "If you stay with mummy, there's going to be more kisses" Pursing his lips, his son squealed in anticipation. Kissing at the hands that tried to push him away, Viren managed to kick up and against his chest "Viren!" Scolding him, Viren was confused by his father's tone. Sure it'd hurt, but his son hadn't meant it. Tears welled in Viren's grey eyes "It's ok baby. You didn't hurt mummy" "I'm sorry!" "No. No, baby..." Wiggling away from his hold, Viren started to cry the boy stubbornly climbing off the bed to run off past Levi "Did you have to scold him like that?" "You're supposed to be resting" "I was having cuddles with Viren, not running a marathon!" "Don't get mad at me for worrying about you" "I'm in bed. I'm resting. Viren just wanted a cuddle and I wanted to give him kisses" Coming running back, Viren had his favourite teddy in his hold. Ignoring Levi, the little boy climbed back on the bed, shoving the bear in Eren face "Mummy!" "Hello, Mister Bear..." "Mister Bear wants to make mummy better..." Eren heart melted "Thank you baby, but I think Mister Bear is telling me he wants to be with you" Viren beamed at him, even with tear tracks down his face "We can share. Just this once though" "Ok baby. Mummy is going to have a sleep, do you want to stay with me? Or go with daddy?" Viren looked to his teddy, nodding as if it was talking to him "I want to stay with mummy" Ha. Suck it, Levi! "Ok, here we go, come curl up with mummy. Mummy missed you" Shifting the blankets, Viren moved into his hold. Mister Bear between them "I guess I'll go then... I'll be home a little longer, if you need anything" "We'll be fine" "Call if you do. Seriously, you need to be resting" "Levi, it's fine. I can handle a three year old who wants cuddles" What he couldn't handle was a 40 year alpha who was hovering as if he really couldn't handle their toddler. Blocking Levi out, Eren leaned over and pressed a kiss to Viren's forehead, surprised when the boy returned the gesture. This was far better medicine than anything he'd had in hospital. * Levi was at work when Viren had woken him, his son shaking him awake to tell him he didn't want to go to sleep. What did it matter if Viren didn't want to sleep? He'd stayed for cuddles until he was content to run off, and now he wanted more cuddles again... he'd take them, even when they were an excuse not to go to bed. Lifting his son, Eren carried him out the sofa, dropping Viren down in the corner with a smile "Did daddy give you ice cream?" Viren shook his head. It didn't really matter if he had. He wanted ice cream and Viren didn't want to sleep. They had hours until Levi came home again "Do you want sprinkles? Or chocolate?" Viren hummed as if he were considering his options, when they both knew what it was going to be "Both!" Yep. He knew it "Ok baby. Give mummy a second" A second might have been a generous understatement. First he had to use the bathroom, then he had to make sure Titan had his wet food, and that there was water in his fountain, followed by checking the fridge for fruit. He had no idea why Levi insisted on storing the banana's in the fridge. They lived on the bench, in their bowl, where they were remembered. It was their home... not the bottom shelf of the fridge where they didn't belong "Muuuuum?" "Give me a sec baby!" Fuck it. He couldn't remember if he's ever had a banana split, or at least one like in the movies, but he was sure Viren hadn't. They had to be slightly healthy, right?. Nuts, dairy and fruit... and chocolate... oh... fuck it. It was worth it if it made Viren happy. They could all use some happiness in their lives. Settling down with Viren, the two of the shared the banana split as they watched Viren's choice in movies, something with super heroes he didn't know. Usually he was stuck with Anna's choice. She'd try and sit through the things Viren liked, but the moment there was a break, the program was changed before they knew what happened. The only time it didn't happen is when Eren had hold of the remote. Sitting with his legs along the sofa, Viren on his thighs, and his stomach as the table, both he and Viren jumped at the knock on the front door "Daddy!" It was too soon for Levi to be home. Scrambling off his lap, the toddler went running to the front door. He hasn't conquered the lock yet, so all he could do was hold the knob with both hands and swing against it impatiently "Mum!" "Mum's too fat to rush. Hold on" Stupid stomach. Being a table was about all it was good for... he couldn't stand it. And he couldn't cope with his hate for it, as one pup in there was still doing just fine. Knocking again, Eren was ready to ignore it completely. All their friends should know better than to knock twice, in his current condition, and delivery people didn't come this late at night. Levi had made dinner, so it definitely wasn't pizza. Hitching the chain on, he flicked the bolt round so Viren could open the door. Shooting him an annoyed glare, his son wasn't happy that it didn't open all the way. Forced to poke his head around the corner, his son huffed "You're not my daddy" The toddler than shutting the door in the face of their visitor "Viren..." He couldn't be mad at the boy for his bad manners, not when he wanted to do the same. Opening the door, he sighed, prepared to apologise for Viren's behaviour "Hello, Eren. It's been a while. I'm hoping we can talk" His first instinct was to slam the door in Floch's face. "A while" had been over two years. A while" hadn't been long enough "Eren, did you get the letter?" "What letter?" His voice was sky high, confused as fuck... and leading to Floch raising an eyebrow "Sorry. I've been in hospital since... well, a while" "I'm sorry to call so late. But when I didn't hear back from you, I thought it best I come tell you that you've been summonsed to appear" "Hold on. I have no idea what you're talking about" "I'm talking about the Karanes Incident. Look, can I come in? It's easier than doing this through the door" "Levi isn't home right now..." It was just him and Viren. He didn't need a panic attack, or his nosy three year old hearing anything "I did try to keep you out of it, but the trials going ahead. It starts in two weeks time, which means there's a lot to cover" Floch wasn't listening him. Why was he so shocked that an alpha wouldn't listen to him in his own home? "Hold on. Let me do the chain... Viren's just had sugar... He's either going to ignore you, or have a tantrum... you've got shit timing. I just got out today..." Talking more to himself, in an attempt to clam down, than to Floch, Eren closed the front door. Once again tempted to leave it closed. Karanes was years ago... Letting Floch in, Viren wasn't happy about it. His son refusing to go to bed, or to watch TV when there was a stranger in their house. Lowering himself down into a dining chair, he couldn't help but shy away as Floch's eyes drifted to his stomach "Congratulations" "This isn't about that..." "Viren..." "Floch. You're not here to discuss my personal life. I've been in hospital since just before the New Year, and now you're showing up on my doorstep. What is all this about?" "You don't need to be on guard" "Excuse me. I haven't seen you in years. I would have been fine without seeing you ever again. What is this trial? You said it wouldn't go to trial" "Because I didn't think it would. When The Church fell apart, the fall out was huge. Ministers. Politicians. Police. Their influence was wide spread" "I know that. Probably better than you do" Floch disregarded his curt words "One of the politicians is kicking up trouble in order to clear his name. The case is against both the Karanes and Shinganshima Police Departments" "And how does this relate to me?" "You are the son of Grisha Yeager. We know he worked for them for over a decade. It was you, and he, who destroyed the compound" "We both know..." "That you were involved. He's determined to show that the statement you provided, is nothing more than speculation" "So he needs someone to blame?" "Unfortunately. We did know there was a chance of this going to trial, and we attempted to keep you out of it. But as the only one who was actually there... if he can discredit you, he feels it'll go a long way to overturning the charges against him and his friends" "And if I don't testify?" "You risk being arrested" "I'm sorry. But I can't. I've got too much going on here" "Eren, he could walk" "And I'm pregnant. There's things in this world that we can't change" "Eren" "I gave you my statement. If they have questions, can't you just like... forward them on?" "His defence team is going to want to talk to you" "I can't do it" "Eren..." "I can't! Ok! I can't and I won't. I've been trying my hardest to forget all of it. Zeke. Grisha. Reiner. Bertholdt. All of it! I just want to be left alone" Wincing, Eren rubbed his stomach as pain flared across it, he wanted Floch out and the last thing he wanted was to go into labour or something. He didn't want to disappoint Levi "Eren. You've been summonsed" "And what? I'm an omega. We both know how that works" "That's why I tried to keep you out of it" Ouch. Yeah. No. Floch had to go. Rising to his feet, he glared down at Floch "I told you everything I knew. You have my statement. You have Levi's statement. Viren and Levi both nearly died from what happened. I will not let anyone hurt my family like that again" "If you don't testify, these people will be walking free" "They're not people. They're shit in human skins" "Then you should know we can let them get away with this. I've brought some photos, if you can identify any of them..." "It's been three and a half years! Nearly 4..." "You just have to look" "Leave my mummy alone!" Yelling at Floch, Floch didn't care. Placing down the file he'd brought with him, he placed it down in front of Eren. Eren sliding it back as he held one arm out, Viren not moving to his hold "Viren. Baby. It's ok" "You upset my mum..." "Viren, it's ok. He's leaving" His son continued to glare, Eren kind of proud his son wasn't letting himself be intimated "I'll leave this with you. And give you the night to think this over, and to talk to Levi about it" "I'm not going to change my answer" "There's actually a copy of your statement in there. I wanted to gauge your reaction. Read it. Think about it. Then we'll discuss those photos tomorrow" Floch saw himself out, like it was perfectly fine and normal. Eren frozen in his seat as he stared down at the manila file laying on the dining table. Why now? Why on top of this? "Mum?" He couldn't even look to Viren. His eyes glued to the stupid file. He didn't want to remember. He didn't want to go back to that place, even if it was through words on paper. He didn't need to read the thing to remember. He couldn't forget, even if he wanted to. Levi bore the scars of his past. He bore the scars of his past "Mum?!" Anything he said would be pulled to pieces. Floch knew that. That's why he didn't want him around the case. Anything he touched fell to pieces. Anything he touched, he corrupted. Levi... Zeke. Moblit. His father. His mother. Viren. He'd nearly killed his son giving birth to him. He had. Levi had said Erwin had worked on him... The pup inside him... he'd broken them... Then there were the people he'd worked with. Zeke had burnt the club down. Zeke had killed the people who'd chained him up. He'd left a trail of destruction wherever he'd been "Mummy... you're scaring me..." His arm dropped. He was scaring his son... "Baby. It's time for bed" "Mum?" "Don't argue with me, baby" "I don't want to go to bed!" "Viren, please..." "I don't want to go!" "Then go watch TV! Just give me a break!" The moment the words came out his mouth, his face burnt with shame. Viren didn't understand. Covering his face, he shook his head. He couldn't fucking breathe. This... this couldn't be happening... His father had destroyed the compound. He'd seen it burn. All of it was gone. Whatever this was. This had nothing to do with him... This was Floch's mess. Floch was the one who'd gone after them all... "I'm sorry, baby. Can you please go watch TV?" He needed Levi home. He couldn't calm down... he couldn't calm down and he couldn't breathe. Not when this stupid file was here... He couldn't call Levi. Not on the night of his first day home. Not when he'd been rude to him earlier. He couldn't just call him home to save him from a panic attack... * Walking into his apartment, Levi had expected the silence. He'd sent Viren in to wake Eren when the boy hadn't wanted to go to sleep for him... what he hadn't expected was the foreign scent of an alpha he didn't know. In an apartment filled with his and Eren's scents, it stuck out like a neon sign, just as pungent and unwelcoming as Eren's scent of distress. Yet. Instead of focusing on that, his alpha was focusing on the real question. Who the fuck had been in their apartment and why? "Eren? Are you awake?" Locking the door, Levi shrugged off his jacket as he walked towards the laundry. His uniform stank, and with his heart racing, he was trying to calm down with an act of normalcy. Clothes off, laundry on then time for a shower. Trying Eren's door, he found it locked. Knocking lightly, he got no answer. He was still yet to tell his omega he was quitting work. Eren hadn't wanted to talk while he was in hospital. He'd mostly kept everyone at an arms length, only conveying the things he needed from home. Hanji has tried to talk to him, but she'd gone and put her foot right in it. He wasn't impressed either. Neither of them had truly had time to process, or talk. Eren's fever had returned, the medication administered had left him fading in and out of consciousness. Not that Eren had noticed, he'd start to talk, only to trail off a few moments later, and pick right up again as if he'd never fallen asleep in the first place. Levi had been trying to ask Hanji to leave before she decided to pick a fight with Eren. He knew Marco hadn't been in to see Eren, as Marco didn't even know Eren had been in hospital. Erwin had tried to push, earning himself a black eye in the process due to his lack of sensitivity over the situation. Mike had been decent enough to leave it as "Eren has an infection". Erwin had tried to calm him, calling it "a simple infection that didn't require so much worry". It was the morning after the Hanji debacle, and he'd ended up telling Erwin to "shut the fuck up, because he had no idea what he was talking about". This lead to questions and he'd acted without thinking. Knocking on Eren's door again, his omega stayed locked away from him. Part of him wanted to kick the stupid door in, while the more rational part of his brain told him to break Eren's trust by finding the spare key too it, and letting himself... He forced himself to do no neither. Returning to their bedroom, minus the Eren that had turned him room into theirs, with the hope that his mate would wake before he left for work. Maybe the could even have breakfast together, and discuss his retirement then. When his alarm blared at him at stupid o'clock, Levi was sorely tempted to destroy his phone. His face was frozen to the point his nose was running, and that was with the majority of him buried under Eren's blankets. Shivering as he climbed from their bed, he growled softly as he walked into the living area. The curtains that usually hid the balcony from sight, were fluttering in the cold winds of the morning. No wonder it was freezing. Unsure if he'd missed it due to his tiredness last night, or if Eren had opened it without thinking, Levi walked over to the doorway, ready to lock the outside world away. The sun was yet to rise above the city, the world a dismal grey as he shivered again. Pushing the curtain away, he found his omega sitting on the floor of the balcony, Titan laying next to him. This wasn't what needed first thing in the morning. Didn't Eren feel how cold it was? Or was he completely out of it? Stepping onto the balcony, he mentally cursed the weather, and Eren for making him come out here. Squatting down, he placed his hand on Eren's shoulder, his mate so cold that Levi's stomach did that annoying dropping thing it liked to do when something was clearly up with Eren. Forcing his voice to remain soft and calm, he didn't want to scare the omega into trying to jump, or startle him if he was sleep walking "Eren? What are you doing out here?" Blank eyes looked to him, Eren's lips tinged blue. He needed to get his omega inside and warmed up. He was still recovering and his immune system still wasn't up to scratch. Eren's body didn't need the stress of becoming a human popsicle "I'm not having an abortion" Right... ok. His mate wasn't in the best of head spaces "Ok... but that doesn't tell me why you're out here" "I'm wondering why I'm alive" Shit. Just. Shit "Did... did something happen?" "Yeah. I ruined everything" This was not the place for an in depth conversation "Eren. How about we go inside? It's come out here" "Maybe I can freeze to death. Wouldn't that be fucking funny?" There was absolutely nothing funny about that at all "Eren..." "I told myself that I wouldn't let you see... but I guess I just want your attention after all. I don't know why you stay with me" "Eren. Come inside so we can talk" "I wanted to forget. I wanted to forget how bad I was. My existence causes pain" "Eren, no" "I can't even carry your children properly. Did you even want kids? Or was that something else I forced on you?" "You know I did. I do. I love you, and I love Viren. I love the two pups inside of you" "If I die. Do you think everyone can finally be happy?" "If you die, I know I will never be happy. Please, come inside with me" "I'm tired, Levi. No one wants to listen to what I want. Not the hospital. Not Hanji. Not dad. Not Zeke" "I want to listen. Here, come here" Eren let himself be pulled up by him, but didn't make a move to help walk back inside. Titan ran straight in, giving him a look that seemed to say he was watching over Eren until Levi got his shit together. Doing all of the work, he got Eren to the sofa, then backtracking to close the balcony up, making sure the top bolt was done so Eren wouldn't be able to just let himself back out there again. Freezing cold, he made another detour, grabbing the topmost blanket off their bed, before finally returning to Eren's side. Sinking down on the sofa, Levi wrapped the blanket around both of them. He wanted to pull Eren into his lap, but the omega was sitting ramrod straight, now not giving into his touches "Eren, what happened? Can you talk to me?" "It won't change anything" "You don't know that" "I do. Nothing ever changes. I hurt people and they die" "What are you talking about?" "I don't understand why I'm still alive. I shouldn't be alive. Dad should have just killed me off when he killed mum" He was fast growing angry at the lack of sense Eren was making. It was too early for such shit "You're not making sense" "Don't worry. I won't off myself" "Why are you being like this?! You said you needed someone to listen. I'm listening. Shitty Brat, you know I couldn't live if something happened to you" "I told you it won't. I won't harm the pups either. I don't want an abortion" "I..." "Everyone wants me to have one. That's all they talked about" The hospital... But that wasn't the only thing they'd talked about. Every day medical science was improving. There were cases of tumours being removed and the mum's being able to carry safely. That was all depending on the growth of the tumour to begin with "We have options. Weren't you listening?" "Right. You're right. I'm sorry" "Hey. You're not alone in this. I wanted to tell you last night, but I've put in my resignation at work. As of the end of the month, it'll be official" "Why?" The small forced smile on Levi's lips, as he tried to make Eren feel something other than frozen, fell "Why what?" "Why would you quit?" "To be here for you and our children" "So I made you quit" "No. I made the choice for myself" "Would you have done it if I wasn't a bad omega?" "You're not a bad omega! You're my omega. My mate. And you're scaring the shit out of me right now with all this death talk" "I guess I've said too much..." "No. You still haven't told me what set this all off" "I did tell you. All I wanted to do was forget, but I'll never be able to" A nightmare then? It was the most plausible reason for Eren being so upset, his omega had had a nightmare and hadn't wanted to disturb anyone with it "Things will get better. You're still freezing. Why don't you take a bath, while I make us some breakfast?" "No thank you. I'm not hungry" "That's because you're too cold to think straight. If you prefer we can take a bath together. Whatever you need" Placing his hand on Eren's stomach, he wasn't trying to be suggestive, only supportive "How can you touch it?" "Touch what?" "Doesn't my stomach disgust you?" "No. Why would it?" Rubbing the swell, he didn't understand what was disgusting. He loved Eren's swell, and their pups inside. He was worried for their second pup, but that didn't mean that he didn't care for it "I was just wondering" "I love it. It fills me with pride to see you growing swollen again" Leaning in, he kissed the corner of Eren's lips, feeling nothing in return. Eren was definitely trying his hardest to push him away, and that wasn't happening "Let's just take a bath together. I can wash your hair" Rubbing Eren's stomach a little harder, the omega stiffly nodded "Ok then" Getting Eren into the bathtub and between his legs, he felt like being a bad father. He couldn't help himself. Eren was slick thanks to his pregnancy, and his nape was right in front of him, while his hands were resting on Eren's stomach. He knew Eren was struggling, but their sex life had been great until Eren's fatigue, and he missed the feelings that came from knotting him. He wasn't about to do anything up his love, but that didn't mean his mind wasn't thinking of bending Eren over the bathroom counter. He didn't feel sexually frustrated, though things had been stressful for both of them. Maybe a little release was what Eren needed? To not be in his head? Resting his chin on his omega's shoulder, he sighed softly "How do you feel?" "Warmer" "Good. It's going to be cold today, so you should stay inside" "I haven't got anywhere to go" Levi sighed again, this time at himself, before trying to sound playful "You know what I mean" "I do. I wasn't planning on going anywhere" "I have a split shift again, so I'll be home for lunch. Is there something special you want?" "Not really" "Should I just surprise you?" "You don't have to do things for me. You don't have to force yourself" "I'm not forcing myself. I love you" "How can you?" "Easily. I love you. I love you, Eren Yeager, and I'm going to marry your stubborn arse, just to show you every day I do" "You shouldn't have quit work for me" "I did it for us. For the five of us. I'm tired of missing things. I want more time with Viren, and you, and these two. I want time for us. I want to be able to have sex with you, then lay in bed with you. I went to watch bad horror movies and Titan failing to cat" "You want to have sex? When I look like this?" "You are the most beautiful creature I have ever met. You're fierce and fiery, yet you can be so soft and sweet. Your stomach is full of my pups, our family growing as you do. I could never not want you. Your just as sexy inside, as you are outside" Sliding one hand down to grasp his lover's dick, and using the other hand to force Eren to face him, Levi pushed a hard kiss to Eren's lips. He didn't understand what could make Eren feel so undesirable, when he was perfect. Jerking the omega softly slowly as he thumbed at Eren's slit. Eren was going accept he was sexy and did all kinds of things to every part of Levi's anatomy, whether he liked it or not. He wouldn't force himself on his mate, but he could touch him intimately to show he did want to. That's why he kept everything so light, so as not to make him feel forced. The only display of forcefulness was his forced kiss in attempt to show all his affections through Eren's lips. When Eren pulled away, he let him "Levi..." He'd thought Eren was about to cry, or to break. Softly replying "I love you" "I don't want this" Releasing his hold completely on his omega to honour his wishes, Eren scrambled to leave the bath. His actions jerky and sudden "Eren, I..." Giving him a cold glare, his heart broke a little more "I'm repulsive. Just... don't touch me" Grabbing his towel, his mate made his way from the bathroom, leaving a wet trail as he did. What the fuck was going on this morning?! Eren was cranky yesterday, but it was clear he was happy to be home. Now he was acting... crazy. He couldn't keep up and didn't know what he'd done wrong... Was it the hand job? Maybe it was the hand job? His alpha didn't think it was the hand job. The smug arsehole wanted to keep going with the hand job. God. Now he was going to have to start all over again... Eren's brain was just as sexy as his looks. If given the chance, his mate could prove he had a lightening fast sense of whit, and humour. While it took a tiny fraction longer for things to sink in, he was incredibly smart for a kid who'd never been to school then concurred the school thing in less than three years. He loved being able to have an intelligent conversation with his mate that wasn't to do with Paramedic Procedures... * Eren had retreated to his room, refusing to come out, while Viren was still sleeping when Levi left for work. Coming home for lunch, Eren was sitting on the sofa with Viren, his son climbing down and running over to him "Daddy!" Reaching up at him, Levi lifted Viren to his hip "Hey, brat. Did you miss me?" "Yep! Mummy made pizza for lunch, but I wanted to wait for you" The way Viren said "pee-zah" alway brought a smile to his face "You didn't have to wait for me" "I was good all morning!" "Were you now? Would mummy agree?" Viren shrugged "Maybe" "That's my boy. Give me a kiss" Viren kissed his cheek "Alright. It's pee-zah time. Eren..." Eren wasn't there. He looked to his omega in time to see him disappearing into his room. On his hip, Viren sighed "Mummy isn't happy" "Not at the moment. He's just feeling sick" "He wasn't happy last night either" Viren covered his mouth with his hand in a very Eren move, but his comment was already out there "What do you mean by that?" Viren shook his head. Gently pulling his hand away from his mouth, his son sighed "Some man yelled at mummy last night and mum yelled back" What? "It wasn't Uncle Mike? Or Uncle Erwin?" Viren shook his head, while Levi couldn't think of who would possibly picking fights with Eren "Ok, well. I'll talk to mummy" "You don't need to. Here" What was the point of closing his door if Eren was going to come reappearing anyway. Shoving a letter into Levi's free hand, his mate took Viren from his hold the moment he could "What's this?" "I had a visit from Floch" Floch... Floch was never good news. Ever "Karanes is going to trial" "He said it wouldn't..." "Yeah. Well. I've been summonsed. He told me he didn't want me near the case and tried to keep me out of it. Even being a whale with a complicated pregnancy won't get me out of it" "Eren. The last thing you need to be doing is testifying. When did you find out?" Last night. Right. The moment he said it, he remembered it couldn't have been any other time than yesterday "Floch showed up after you went to work. Viren and I were watching TV and started trying to mess with my head. I can be arrested if I don't testify. The defence? Wants to pull my statement about "The Church" to pieces so they can all walk" Moving to place his hand on Eren's arm, his fiancée flinched away "I can't stand being touched right now. I'm sorry, but you need to keep back. I'm either going to start screaming, try to hurt myself or go into another panic attack over this. I wanted to forget, but here we are" "You... this morning... I thought you had a nightmare" "You have to sleep to have a nightmare. I was reading my statement. Floch was ever so kind to drop a copy by. Viren didn't want him here. Not that I did either" "I wish you'd told me" "Levi. I came home yesterday. I told myself I wasn't going to tell you anything because I can't..." Eren waved towards his head with his free hand "... ok. I need to keep things together for a Viren. But he's all I've thought about. I'm tired. I want to thinks things out and just the thought of this going to trial makes me want to jump off the balcony or take the nearest knife and... Can you imagine Viren's life if he gets caught up in it? The son of a psychopath. The grandson of Grisha and the nephew of Zeke. What a great family line that is. I thought we could leave it behind..." Bouncing Viren on his hip, Eren kissed his son's forehead "For his sake, he can't know. I don't want him to know. About Karanes. About the institute. About the pup. Everything has to be ok in front of him" "I'll see if..." "If Hanji can take Viren? We can't ship him off all the time. It's not fair on him" "We need to talk to Floch about all of this. I wasn't shipping him off, I was going to ask if she could watch him for a few hours while we did. There has to be a way that this can proceed without your statement, or a way to keep you off the stand" "The only other person I knew who survived, then tried to kill all of us" Placing Viren down, Eren shook his head "I can't. Ok. I read my statement. I read it and realised how much I didn't remember when I gave. When I close my eyes, I can remember that place. I was there for three month, nearly 4 years ago and I remember it. I don't know what to do. I stayed up all night and I don't know what to do. I don't even remember what happened or how I ended up in my room" Floch was a fucking arsehole. Of all the time he could have shown up, he'd chosen while he wasn't even home. Floch knew that everything relating to Eren had to go through him. It was Eren's request. If he knew he couldn't handle it, he asked Levi to step in as his alpha and his "owner" as too much of society saw it "I'll talk to Floch. You do what you feel you need to do" "I don't think either of us want that. I just need you to not touch me, or knock on the door" Then this morning's bath was the last thing he needed. Shitty Floch. And shitty Eren for not telling him the previous night. He would have handled everything differently if he'd known any of this "I'm sorry about this morning. I wanted you to know I love and want you" "This morning wasn't good" "I know that now... but, Eren, you're not repulsive. You're my mate. My lover, and my pride and joy" Shaking his head sadly, Eren stepped towards his room. Eren taking his cloud of gloom with him "I don't feel that great. Let me know when you're going to work" * Calling Floch, the man arrived a little after 3. It'd taken the better part of an hour to get Viren sleeping, and no time for him to figure out what to do. Letting himself into Eren's room, his mate was sitting on his bed. Sitting just shy of him, Levi went to place his hand on Eren's knee before stopping himself. Letting his hand drop to the blanket instead. None of this was fair, especially with how broken Eren looked over all of this "Eren, Floch's here" "I don't want to talk to him" "I know. And I know you don't want to testify, but you should still be part of this" "Why?" "Because this is your choice, and I want to back you up however I can" "Levi..." "I think you should listen to what Floch has to say" "And then what? He asks me questions, asks me who I can identify? And then?" "We'll talk about what he knows, and why this is coming up now. There has to be a reason" "Where's Viren?" "He sleeping. He didn't want to sleep" "I... I don't have a choice do I?" "You always have a choice, and all you can do is make the choice that you'll least regret. I know your need to know and understand everything going on" "Sometimes I really hate me" "I don't. You're a shit, and a brat, and frustrating as hell, but I don't hate you" Eren gave him a sigh "I'll be there..." "I should hope so. You're the one who organised this" Floch was sitting at the dining table, where he'd left him. Letting Eren take the other seat, he stood behind his mate. Making sure Floch knew he wasn't impressed at all "What is all of this shit?" "I can't say I've missed your bluntness" "Then don't. Eren isn't testifing" "He has to. He'll be charged with perverting the course of justice if he doesn't" "Not happening" "Look. If I could keep him off the stand, I would. I did try to notify you when thing began moving forward. My calls went unanswered" "I didn't have any missed calls" "Then have you changed your number? I know you were supposed to be handling everything to do with this on Eren's behalf. We would have preferred that you took the stand, instead of him, but it's his testimony is what is being questioned. We've contacted Erwin Smith..." Erwin? Eren looked up to him, equally bewildered "You contacted Erwin? When?" "November I believe, when I was unable to contact you" He was going to knock those slug brows of the blonde bastards face "Eren. I didn't know" "I can see that..." Funnily enough, Eren's voice sounded exactly like Floch "I was talking to my mate. Eren will not be testifying" "Unless you can give one good reason as to why I can't call him as a witness, he will be there at the start of the trial" "He's pregnant" "Pregnant people give testimony everyday" "I have two emergency department attendings, an OBGYN, a therapist and four paramedics that will all testify that he is not fit to take the stand" "All of which are close personal friends of yours" "Then I will take him to third party. He is not fit to take the stand" "Pregnancy is..." "It's a high risk pregnancy that is already causing secondary health issues" "It still isn't enough" "That's a load of shit! Grow some fucking testicles" Floch's eyes narrowed, his teeth bared in anger, Levi growling. There was no way he was going to let this shit of an alpha intimidate him or Eren "You know how hard I worked to put all of them away. It nearly cost me my life" "And testifying could cost Eren his. And the lives of our two pups!" "What happens when they walk? A lot of dangerous people were..." "I don't care about them. I care about my mate, and my children" "The one survivor we've been able to contact. Every other omega is in the wind. The fallout from this lead to Reiner coming after you" "Reiner came after us because he was insane with grief" "The trial begins on the 21st. Their lawyers already want access to Eren" "That's not happening" "If he doesn't comply, their going to pull everything apart" "And if he does, they'll go after him!" "At least we can be prepared for that" "Levi, can you back off a little. Both of you stink" Levi took half a step back, but kept his hands on the top of the dining chair, dropping his head, he shook it as he took a deep breath "Sorry. Look. Floch. This isn't going to happen. I refuse to let Eren testify, and for that matter, why was Erwin on your call list? What has he got to do with any of this?" "He was the one who figured out Eren's note, and Eren's message the second time... He'll be testifying over that" "He didn't tell me that" "That is between you and him. You won't be called because your Eren's mate and legal guardian. I doubt they'll allow Erwin to testify to much more than confirming that the note is indeed the one in evidence. And how he recognised the code Eren left. He will also be testifying over Reiner Braun and Bertholdt Hoover. In particular the time you spent working with Bertholdt" Eren rose from his seat, dashing to the kitchen sink. Floch unamused as Eren vomited "Look. There was a list of potential witnesses provided and he was just the one chosen. What I need today is for Eren to look at these photos" Eren shook his head. One hand on his stomach, as did. It was stupid to believe he could ever get through to someone as closed minded as Floch was. The alpha saw himself as some defender of justice, and didn't care who was caught in the fall out "He was released from hospital yesterday. You can't push all of this on him" "Like I said. I did try to make initial contact in November" "Then you should have tried harder. You know where I work. Fuck. I know for a fact I've seen you dragging your mangy arse through the Emergency Department. No. You waited until you were sure Eren was alone before making your move. He is not some naive or weak omega. He is not a pawn in your game, and you will not be using him for your own agenda" "Then I'll be taking him into custody" Levi growled, lifting the dining chair he hurled it across the room, where it hit the far side, smashing the back as it fell to the floor "Get the fuck out of our apartment" Whimpering, Eren covered his ears as he sank to his knees. Eren had told him he couldn't handle touches, or knocking. Now he'd smashed a chair, and let his anger flare "Levi..." "Don't "Levi" me. You show up and dumped all this shit on us. I told you I would take Eren to any doctor you asked, where he'll be given the exact same diagnosis. Eren told you he doesn't want to testify, or to be a part of this. You got them behind bars without his testimony the first time, and you keep them in there this time. He is not a scapegoat for you" "If he's not going to testify, what is to say he isn't a flight risk" "He can't fly like this. He's pregnant and he needs to be near a hospital given the potential complications. Are you deaf? Are your ears filled with the shit you dribble? Desperation isn't a good look on you" Rising from their only remaining dining chair, Flock left a file laying there "This trial will be going ahead. I came here today, simply to have Eren look at a handful of photographs. Your open hostility caused this. If he's released, it will be the start of more to come. They know Eren's alive and they won't stop until all traces of his existence is extinguished. When you've calmed, look at those photos. We'll be in touch" Following Floch to the door, he glared until the man let himself out. As the door closed too slowly for his liking, Levi booted it as hard as he could, before remembering Eren was mid-breakdown. Locking the door, he walked back to the dining table, stopping short of the kitchen "Eren?" "I have to testify..." "Look. We have to meet with a specialist over the SCT. I'm sure they can recommend that you don't" "And then what, Levi. They kill us in front of Viren? They take him? He ends up... spread across the world?" "I won't let that happen" "They're powerful people. You know that" Hissing, Eren sank back so he was sitting on his arse, rather than remaining kneeling "Are you in pain?" "A little..." "Can I... I mean... will you let me move you off the floor?" Eren looked up with guilty eyes, Levi having to backtrack "It's ok. I just thought you might like a hand up" "It's not ok. It's been four years. I shouldn't still feel them on my skin. I shouldn't be scared of you. I shouldn't be this useless" "You're not useless. I'm sick of hearing you run yourself down. You came off your meds, you lost a pup, your alpha was an arsehole and you gave up on your dream of getting married. Then, when things start to look up, when you finally start to feel better, you find you have an infection and our pup is a little sick. Then that piece of shit shows up sprouting all sorts of shit. You're more than entitled to not be ok, and to lean on me" "I don't want to lean on you! All I do is lean on you! You have your own life. You have a right to go out drinking with your friends, or to relax and have fun without worrying or thinking I've gone and hurt myself, or tried to kill myself again! You put so much pressure on yourself and I fucking hate it! I'm sick of tears! Oh look, something's gone wrong, better breakdown like a loser! I'm sick of it Levi. I'm sick of me. I'm sick of everything going to shit when I'm around. I can't even carry your children right. I hate it. I want you to be happy. I want to give you children. I want to be the one who's there for you, and I'm too fucked up in the head to stand on my own two feet. You weren't there in the hospital. Every fucking thing they said came back to aborting. It didn't matter that I was right. I was just a dumb omega. Floch thinks I'm just as dumb, and with so many people thinking it, doesn't that make it true? I can't look at myself without thinking it's my fault. That I'm chaining you down. You say your happy, but what was the last thing you did purely for yourself? On your own and for yourself? You can't think of anything, can you?" "I quit my job" "For me. Because of this thing inside of me. Because you don't think I can handle Viren" "I quit my job because I was done. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of seeing all the accidents. I'm sick of seeing dead people. I'm sick of the shit hours and not being with you and Viren. I missed his first steps. I missed watching him learn how to ride a bike. So yes. I quit because I wanted to spend more time with you and him. I want to be here, with you. I know your probably disappointed. After all, other than my job, I have nothing. I am nothing Eren. I'm a 40 year old alpha who can't even figure out how to be in a relationship with the man I love" "What do you mean you're nothing?" "I have my job, my obsessive need to clean and my shit sense of humour. What else is there to me?" "You're a good person. You're kind, and soft. You care deeply for others..." "They're not skills. I wanted to be the kind of alpha you wanted to be with. I wanted to make you happy. I wanted you to be proud of me" "I am proud of you. Being your omega fills me with pride" "Then why do we keep having this fight? Why can't you believe in me when I say you're beautiful or amazing, or that I trust you" "Because I'm waiting for the day when you wake up and see that I have nothing to offer you..." Eren's sentence tapered off, his lips forming a silent "oh". Ducking his head, Eren sighed "I can't turn off the things in my head. I can't turn off hearing their voices or feeling them against me. I can't forget the deal that ended up with Zeke dead" "I know you can't" "Then why don't you think I'm dirty?" "Because you did what you thought you had to. You always do what you think you have to, to protect us. I don't know if I can protect you, but I made the choice for myself to try. Like I said, we have that appointment coming up, and we'll have more answers by the end of it. Fuck. I wish you could just get it into your head that I love you. Even when your omegas an arsehole, I love you" "When isn't my omega an arsehole?" "Do you really want me to answer that?" "No. It's having a meltdown as it is..." "Do you want me to call into work?" "No. You should go. After all, I can't exactly march down there and punch Erwin myself" "I already have him a black eye..." "Levi! No. I can't deal with violence right now" "I couldn't help it" "You have more patience than I've ever met, other than Moblit. It wasn't Reiner and Bertholdt that made me sick, but the smell of two angry alpha's. Then you threw the chair" Levi scratched the back of his head, feeling slightly sheepish "And kicked the door" "If you're going to be violent, I'm not going to be able to go near you" "I'm sorry" "Just go take a shower or something. My body has decided I can't move while you're there" It was hard not to take that personally, even if he'd brought it upon himself "And you'll be ok to get off the floor?" "Yeah. I need a minute. Can you check on Viren too? Make sure he's ok?" "I'll check on him" "Thank you..." How he wished he hadn't thrown the chair across the room. Taking Floch's stupid file with him, he stuffed it in his bedside table, before huffing off the bathroom. Fuck, Floch. Fuck, Erwin, and fuck the universe in general. Showering his anger away, Eren had fled from the bathroom. His door locked, Levi didn't even have to bother trying the handle to know that. Dressing in another uniform, he flooded the apartments living area with scent canceller, until he choked on oils clogging up his lungs. Anything to get the stink of trash out the air. Finally checking on Viren, their son was sprawled across his bed, his bear clutched tight to his chest. Why couldn't Floch see that this trial could very well destroy the life of their son? The innocent pup who only deserved the best things in life. Walking over to Viren's bed, he dragged the slipped covers back up to his shoulders, kissing his soft hair with a loving smile. How could his look so much like him, but have the exact same expressions and mannerisms as Eren? If the boy ended up being even a fraction as strong as his mother, Levi was in deep shit... but he really wouldn't have it any other way.

[frogsandfries]

Went home sick today

Went to bed early last night, decided I was going to suck it up about the shit training and the whole "throw us off a cliff and see how we swim" training. I felt pretty run down this weekend. I would say I'm not much of a hypochondriac, but once in a while, I just get this feeling. Once, I was trying to figure out if my dad should come out and pick me up for work; I decided to skip work and ended up spending the night puking my guts out.

I got upset over basically nothing this morning, then my computer needed to restart and it took me like twenty minutes to figure out how to get back in to the remote desktop. Like, I couldn't figure out why the URL wasn't working, then I couldn't remember my passwords. I couldn't figure out how to email my trainers. I went to bed and pulled one blanket over myself. Still freezing. Grabbed another. Still freezing. Grabbed the last one, my cats needed to try to chew my nose and play under the blankets, finally managed to pass out, still cold. Still feeling pretty fatigued. Eating was exhausting.

If I'd tried to stay at work, I would've bungled something. And probably badly. Bad enough, I already want to quit this project out of sheer irritation over how the training has gone. We kept asking for more hands-on experience with the OS and they would just go over like, Medicare or plans........ It's basically been a big fuck-you, like pretty much literally "we had to struggle through learning the new system" "just fail your first call". I hate that. It makes me so upset that I'm supposed to fail one person because "that's just how it is", so that I can serve everyone else.

It's okay, just a couple weeks. And it looks like there's plenty of downtime; my partner is on the same project. It really got under my skin yesterday listening to this guy who came in like, bottom ten on the last project be all like "yeah guys we got this, we'll be fine!" Like, you're one to talk. You have to be trying really hard to do as bad as you did.

Anyway, I'm looking forward to this weekend. I'm going to make those tea boxes for the individually wrapped tea. I drink tea so infrequently, I think it's better worth it to buy the individually wrapped ones. Not that I could tell the difference, but I'm pretty sure by the time I get around to drinking the ones that come in one wax bag, they're stale. I can't wait to have a couple of pretty teabag dispensers, and I'm going to also buy some extra balsa to cover my face-to-face book.

I'm getting kinda depressed though, like, even though I'm really excited and really want to work on the graphic novel, right now, when I sit down to work on it, I want to do basically anything else. I know the diamond painting is kind of a weekend thing, but I might take some time to finish that. Hmmmm...... maybe I could use some of these extra diamonds to decorate the tea boxes.

Also, I finally gave up. I saved this latest cat food bag, and the next time my cats need food, I'm saving that bag too, to make a cart liner. We need one sooooo baaaaddlllllyyyyyy. I just don't really have time to crochet right now, even though that feathery cloak would be so badass. Eventually, I'll make like, some produce bags or something for smaller items, maybe even something like a saddle bag, so we can hang stuff off the sides of the cart too, like bread.

Hmmmmm.........I wonder if raspberry zinger would make a good milk tea......... I bought these dried bobas but I have nooooo idea how to use them. I have a peach tea too. That would be awesome with like, maybe some strawberry bursting bubbles. Or peach, of course. Tell ya what, I'm never buying a canned tapioca boba drink again. I should probably just buy like some Vietnamese tea or something.

I wanna color my graphic novel...... I'm dying to assemble the last colored page. I should also upload to WebToon. I think maybe if I do like an introductory term frame strip, and then maybe if I upload one a week for a few weeks, then maybe........hmmmm, right now, in other places, I'm good to upload one frame twice a week........ Frame seventy-five will go live in February, and I can usually color a minimum of two frames a week, usually more than that though. I'm over one-third of the way through inking issue two. Once I get done with all these scenic frames, things will go sooooo much faster. I think uploading one five-frame strip every other week or so will be fine, maybe drop to a third week every once in a while if I ever start to overtake my Tumblr and WordPress upload schedule. I think I'll also just make life easier on myself and upload the colored frames, but watermark maybe the middle, maybe the bottom. Maybe I'll make a pattern out of where they go, Morse, so two in a row for a dash, and it could spell "Fortune of Aveley Vale" repeatedly. If I was doing three frames, it could be in braille.

[islareeveswriting]

A/N cause it’s Christmas and these lot are my faves to write about at Christmas.It’s just fluff and dad Harry and cute, so hope you like it.

If you’re not sure where this has come from check out the Here series :) 

Also P.S this world if where my writing started on here a year ago. Time flies.

Enjoy x

“Mumma, where’sa star?” Alfie asked from where he was sat on the floor. Rosa turned to him, smiling as she looked down, in a puddle of glittering decorations, staring into the box that had once contained the puddle. Alfie glanced up to her through those thick eyelashes that she was undeniably jealous of. No mascara she’d ever found gave her eyelashes like her nearly three year old, and that didn’t seem fair to her.

“It might be in the other box, shall we ask Harry when he comes down?” Rosa suggested with a smile, and Alfie nodded before using the box to pull himself to his feet. Even after way over a year of walking Rosa still felt the need to reach out and steady him, but he had it completely under control, she knew that, but it didn’t stop the mothering instincts to protect him from every possible danger rising up.

“Juice.” Alfie called, standing beside the table and pointing at the two glasses of Bailey’s that Rosa had been filling. Rosa chuckled and moved to push Alfie’s beaker towards him.

“That one's yours sir.” She told him with a smile. Alfie looked between his plastic beaker and the glasses. Rosa could see him thinking about it, but finally he grabbed the beaker, obviously deciding it wasn’t worth getting in trouble, especially when the biggest Christmas Tree he’d ever seen was waiting in the corner to be decorated.

It was the first weekend after Harry had come home from tour. It felt like forever since he’d been home properly. Rosa couldn’t remember the last time they’d laid in bed, tangled in each other and the sheets, and been woken by Alfie letting himself in rather than Harry’s alarm waking him up for a meeting, or rehearsals, or an interview. It felt so good to have to unlace herself from him because Harry was bending over the edge of the bed to lift Alfie onto it.

Rosa hadn’t expected him to, or wanted him to, but Alfie hadn’t forgotten about the promise that they’d go and get the Christmas tree that weekend. For a whole week he’d gone on about it since Harry had suggested it on facetime. He’d told all his nursery teachers and his grandparents, it was the first thing he’d said to Gemma on the phone when she called to catch up. Alfie was buzzing with excitement for Christmas this year, and if Rosa was honest, so was she.

“Gonna get Kissmas tree?” Alfie had asked with wide, hopeful eyes once he’d kissed Harry and his mum good morning. Harry laughed and nodded.

“Yeah buddy, after breakfast though ok?” Harry told him, reaching out for him and pulling him closer to his chest.

“Come on en.” Alfie urged and Harry chuckled, deciding to cradle Alfie in his arms instead, lift his pyjama top up and blow raspberries against his little tummy. Alfie’s laughter-ful screams filled the room and made Rosa chuckle as well. “Harry, stop it.” Alfie cried, trying to push Harry’s face away.

“Aw Alf, haven’t you missed Harry’s raspberries?” Rosa chuckled, looking down at the pair as Harry continued to force air against Alfie, and Alfie continued to squeal.

“Nooooo.” Alfie laughed and Harry did too, finally letting up and picking Alfie up to hold him tight. Rosa’s heart swelled as Harry looked down at Alfie and brushed his hair out of his face, pressing a kiss against his forehead.

“Well I missed you buddy.” Harry told him, and Rosa could tell by the way Harry’s mouth fell at the corners a little that he really had missed Alfie. Not that she needed anymore confirmation. There’d been one day, about half way through tour, Harry had been having a rough day. It was all getting a bit much for him, he felt quite stressed and down, and he’d admitted all he wanted was to curl up on the couch with Alfie. He was dying for that little boy and the unbounded love they shared.

“I miss you too bu not rasbries.” Alfie explained and Harry laughed at him.

“Cuddle before breakfast?” Harry asked, opening his arms. Rosa cried laughter as Alfie rolled his eyes at Harry, before crawling back into his arms. Harry’s chest was vibrating with the laughter as well, but it quickly died down as he settled back against the velvet headboard, Alfie cradled in his arms tightly, mop of curls resting against his bare chest. Harry lowered his head to press a kiss on Alfie’s head before leaning his head back again and closing his eyes.

Somehow like that, they’d all managed to get another forty five minutes sleep. Rosa had leant her head on Harry’s shoulder and closed her eyes, and when she heard Alfie’s breath get heavier she’d opened her eyes to find him, thumb in mouth and eyes closed, fast asleep. Not long after Harry’s dozy wheezes joined in, so she figured she may as well do the same, so curled in a bit more wrapped an arm over Harry and settled in.

“How’re my little Christmas Elves getting on then?” Harry asked, striding into the living room. He had a pair of grey, toweling shorts, slung low on his hips. Rosa could tell he didn’t have underwear on underneath, but not only from the lack of visible band above the waistband of his shorts. The red patterned shirt he was wearing, undone to the middle of his chest, was a little hooked up on the box he was carrying and Rosa could just about see the soft trail of hair leading from his belly button down under his shorts. As always it made her feel a little weaker, and she simultaneously loved and hated that he could make her feel like that without even trying.

“I’m not an elf!” Alfie implored turning to Harry, but the sight of the large box meaning excitement quickly took over from any offence or anger in his tone. “The star’s in there mumma.” Alfie cried, a large grin completely taking over his face as he clapped his hands together.

“What star’s that buddy?” Harry asked placing the box down in front of Alfie and taking the lid off so he could see inside. Alife was pouring through the decorations inside the second plastic box, Rosa couldn’t quite believe Harry had so many, but then she supposed he’d had enough years living away from home to collect a fair few. Harry looked up to Rosa as Alfie continued to search for what he was looking for, clearly not about to answer Harry’s question.

“Star for the top of the tree.” Rosa mouthed, and the look that took over Harry’s face told Rosa Alfie wasn’t going to be going to find a star anytime soon. “Harry come look at this a second.” Rosa smiled, stepping over the decorations and back out of the door Harry had just come through. Harry turned and followed without question. Alife had started pulling the decorations from the box, and was too busy with that to even really notice his mother and Harry leaving him. “He thinks the star is how Santa finds us.” Rosa told him.

“Ah okay, erm…” Harry trailed off, looking around for inspiration.

“It’s ok, you distract him, I’ll run down the shop and grab one.” Rosa smiled, moving to grab her keys quickly.

“No, no I’ve got a better idea.” Harry grinned, grabbing Rosa’s hand before she could start heading to the door. “Trust me.” Harry smiled, turning back to the living room. Alfie was still knelt by the box, but it was clear by the look on his face that he hadn’t been able to find what he was looking for.

“Can’t find it.” Alife grumbled, pouty lips and wide doey eyes. Harry crouched down to Alfie’s level and Alfie looked up to Harry, his sad little face unchanging. Rosa couldn’t remember why she’d told Alfie that the star was how Santa found them to leave the presents for good boys, but it had become tradition, and she couldn’t break the magic of that for him now.

“Alife, Santa wrote me a letter while I was away, he said I need a new star, because mines just not bright enough anymore and he couldn’t see it last year.” Harry told him, and Rosa couldn’t help but smile. Alfie always requested Harry’s stories and it was clear why. Harry didn’t have to read from a book to help Alfie get lost in a magical far off land, Harry’s imagination was enough. “So I thought, me and you, we could make an extra special, extra shiny one, cause I just can’t find one good enough in the shops.” Harry told Alfie, and Alfie’s disappointed features instantly lit up.

“With glitter?” Alfie quizzed excitedly.

“Lots of glitter.” Harry smiled, nodding and Alfie laughed. “Sound good?” Harry asked, and that time Alfie nodded wildly. “Come on then.” Harry wrapped his arms around Alfie, picking him up off the floor as he stood. Rosa was smiling happily at the pair as Harry turned to leave the room, she was leaning against the door frame watching on as she often did with the pair of them. She couldn’t quite believe how strong their bond was, but it made her incessantly happy.

Harry carried Alfie through to the dining room, sitting him on the booster seat that was tied to one of the chairs, before he began collecting up Alfie’s craft bits. Alife loved to colour and draw and paint, so he had quite the stash by that point. The smile on Alfie’s face as Harry placed the paper in front of him and the colours and the glitter was infectious and Harry couldn’t help but feel light and happy, despite the jet lag that was making his under eyes dark and his mind slightly slow.

‘Shall I draw the star and then you can put the colours and the glitter on?” Harry suggested and Alfie nodded, so Harry pulled the chair out beside Alfie and sat himself down. Rosa had sat down at the table opposite them with her drink after putting some Christmas music on the speaker, but both of them were so engrossed in what Harry was drawing that they didn’t seem to notice. Rosa bit back a chuckle as Harry’s tongue poked out from between his lips a little in concentration. “That look good?”

“Yeah.” Alfie nodded, smiling at the star Harry had drawn for him.

“There you go then buddy, you do the decorating, you’re better at that part.” Harry smiled moving the piece of paper in front of Alfie. Alfie’s smile was bright and luminous, in his happy place as he picked up felt tip pens and began colouring the star. Keeping in the lines wasn’t a concern of his yet but no one cared, he was so happy, the way Rosa and Harry always wanted him to be. The glue came next, splodging the stick over the star messily.

“Careful of the table baby.” Rosa cooed, wincing as Alfie nearly missed the paper, knowing the wooden table underneath wasn’t cheap and could probably do without glue marks all over it.

“That’s ok, it wipes off ey?” Harry smiled, sitting back down. Rosa hadn’t even really noticed he’d gone, but he was back with a pair of scissors in his hands. Once back down next to Alfie, Harry leant on his elbow and just watched, a soft, contented smile on his lips. His dimple just making itself known in his cheek. “Looks great Alf.” Harry praised as Alfie, as carefully as he could, as he’d been taught, poured glitter onto the paper.

“Need to take the dust off Harry.” Alfie instructed and Harry nodded, picking the piece of paper and tube of glitter up to shake off the excess back into the container. “More I think.” Alfie told Harry, looking at the picture again when Harry handed it back to him. “Not bright enough, need to make sure Santa can see it or we won’t get presents.” Alfie explained, picking up another colour of glitter and pulling the top off. “What’s santa bringing you Harry?” Alfie asked before biting his lips together and concentrating on the glitter.

“I’m not sure buddy.” Harry told Alfie lightly, “what do you think he might bring you?” Alfie looked up and thought about it, folding his lips together and looking to the ceiling. He shrugged and looked at Harry. “What would you like him to bring?”

“Some toys.” Alfie nodded. “But if not I’d like him to make it so I can come with you next time you go on holiday.” Alfie smiled, back to the glitter now. Harry bit his jaw tight together. He’d like that too, but it just wasn’t that easy, and it made his heart crack a little every time Alfie made it known how much he wanted to go with Harry, how much he missed him and everytime he cried as Harry left the house again with too many bags to just be going for a day. Alfie understood now that it was for Harry’s work, but they still called it a holiday, it was just easier that way. Alfie got to go to work with his mum sometimes, and he couldn’t quite understand why he couldn’t go to work with Harry.

From across the table, Rosa took a deep breath. She saw Harry’s face fall, and she felt that pit inside her open up. It was the one thing that made being with Harry hard, and nearly unbearable sometimes. All the good made up for it, she was sure it would never get too much, but she’d be a liar if she said she didn’t sometimes wish it was different. Especially when Alfie spent some nights curled up in Rosa’s chest crying because he missed Harry so much and couldn’t understand why he wasn’t home yet. No matter how much Rosa assured it would be soon, it didn’t seem soon enough for Alfie sometimes.

“Looks good buddy.” Harry cooed again after clearing his throat. “Do you think it’s bright enough now?”

“Think so.” Alfie smiled brushing off his hands  and looking at his handiwork.

“Shall I cut it out?” Harry offered picking up the scissors and pulling the paper closer.

“I do it.” Alfie insisted. Harry shook his head though and Alfie frowned. “I can do it, do it at nursery.” Alfie told Harry, they knew it wasn’t a lie, he often came home with drawings he’d cut out for Rosa to stick on the fridge. There were so many now that it was hard to tell what colour the fridge was underneath.

“These scissors are a bit bigger than the ones at nursery though.” Harry told Alfie showing him the large pair of kitchen scissors in Harry’s hands. Alfie didn’t care for that though and just pouted. “What about if we try together?” Harry suggested.

“Ok.” Alfie compromised. Harry smiled and set his supplies down to pick Alfie up and place him in his lap. Rosa knew if Alfie had scissors in his hands any other time, her heart would have been in her mouth and she’d be reaching out to stop him. With Harry, she had no fear. She’d never felt so comfortable with Alfie in someone’s care as she did with Harry. She never even spent a second thinking ‘what if?” when Alfie was with Harry, and it felt so good.

“Fingers then.” Harry instructed holding the scissors open for Alfie. Alfie slipped his hand into them. Harry did the same, covering Alfie’s tiny hand with his and putting his fingers through the holes. “Other hand out the way buddy.” Harry told Alfie, nodding to the other hand that was holding the paper, Alfie did as he was told and slowly, together, they began cutting out the shape of the star.

Rosa felt her heart flutter at the sight and she couldn’t help but take her phone from her pocket and take a photo. The love she felt internally was nearly overwhelming and she felt the tears in her eyes as she looked on at them once her phone was on the table and locked again. Later she’d probably send it to Louis and her mum and Anne and Gemma, but for now she just wanted to enjoy the moment. Harry’s head was pushed right next to Alfie’s and the look of concentration on their faces nearly matched so identically that it was hard for even Rosa to remember Alfie wasn’t Harry’s.

There’d been so many times that she wished he was. She felt terrible for it, Alfie was Alfie because of who had made him, and she loved him exactly the way he was and she wouldn’t change even an ounce of him. He was perfect. It was for Alfie though that she wished it. Josh had broken his heart so many times. So many Christmases had been ruined for Alfie by his own father letting him down and it made the scene she was witnessing then even more special. Finally, Alfie was getting the proper, full Christmas he deserved, and it was because of a man that really loved them, both of them, fully, every part of them and without question or reservation.

She couldn’t have asked for much more.

“Show mumma Alf.” Harry beamed, pulling Rosa from her hypnosis. Rosa looked to Alfie who was holding the homemade star up for her to see.

“Wow that looks great, Santa’s definitely going to be able to find us this year.” Rosa grinned, getting up off her chair and wondering round to them. “Well done baby, looks great.” Rosa smiled, kissing Alfie’s head over Harry’s shoulder. “And you.” Rosa chuckled, kissing Harry’s cheek as well.

“What can I say, artist in the making here.” Harry smiled, ruffling Alfie’s hair, who squealed and moved back from Harry’s hand. “Shall we go and put it on the tree.” Harry said and Alfie nodded. Rosa took the lead picking Alfie up from Harry’s lap, but waiting for Harry to join them before heading back to the Christmas tree in the living room.

“Bloody hell, I can’t reach that.” Rosa laughed, looking up at the top of the tree that was all but touching the ceiling. Of course Harry hadn’t been able to resist the tallest tree at the garden centre when he saw how excited Alfie got over it. Rosa was aware Alife was being spoiled as of late, but she knew it helped Harry feel better about being away for so long. She also knew Harry felt like nothing made up for him not being there, so if spoiling her little boy helped Harry forget that for a bit, she could turn a blind eye for a little while.

“On the shoulders bud.” Harry requested bending a little so Rosa could place Alfie over Harry’s shoulders. Alfie giggled, the way he always did when he got to sit on Harry’s back, and held onto Harry’s hair tightly as Harry rose up again. A little fearful, excited scream left Alfie’s mouth as Harry got to his full height again. Rosa laughed and reached up to support Alfie’s back until he’d calmed down.

“Ok up there baby?” Rosa asked and Alfie nodded.

“Can you reach it bud?” Harry asked moving closer to the tree. Alfie grunted as he leaned forward to place the star on the top branch. Alfie had his hand on Harry’s head as he pushed over him to reach. “Got it?”

“Got it.” Alfie cried once the star was in place. Alfie sat back again, and Harry wrapped one arm around Rosa, the other wrapped across Alfie’s legs. For a few moments they all stood silently and looked up at the little homemade star, atop the slightly off kilter tree.

Perfect. Just like the little family around it.