#if you still don't get it idk maybe go stick your head down a toilet and flush

[babsaros]

hey. when cis society is oppressing a trans man, what he is experiencing is. In Fact. misogyny. i'm sorry i know none of us like to be reminded of our agab, and it hurts whenever people perceive you as the wrong gender. but a cis person hate-criming, assaulting, verbally abusing, etc, a trans man is not doing "transandrophobia" because they do not perceive him as a man.

they perceive him as a woman failing at her gender, as a woman who has been seduced and lied to and manipulated because women are so easily led astray, just like it says in the bible. they perceive him as a woman who has been mutilated. they perceive him as a dyke that needs to be fixed. if they are hate-criming him because they *do* perceive him as a man, because he passes well enough they aren't thinking he could be trans, then they're doing so out of homophobia, perceiving him as a gay man, a pervert, a sissy, a danger to children. OR, they are being transphobic but specifically because they think he might be transfeminine instead. when cis society oppresses a trans woman, they are able to do it on multiple levels at once. She's a woman failing at her gender, a dyke that needs to be fixed. Or she's an evil and grotesque crossdressing pervert, a rude caricature, a danger to polite society. she will never be doing enough to escape oppression entirely, no matter if she gets every surgery she can and wears makeup every day and passes perfectly, because she lives under a patriarchy, and she's a woman, so she lives in a panopticon, and HAVING to get surgery and wear make-up to be respected IS oppression, especially if the alternative is being hate-crimed.

trans women (and trans men who pass) are not experiencing "transandrophobia" when a 'queer women and nbs" event turns them away at the door for being too masculine. they are. IN FACT!! experiencing the byproducts of misogyny in a patriarchy!!! where the terfs and coward cis women running those events and occupying those spaces have been taught (sometimes through experience, sometimes by men, sometimes by women) throughout life that men = stronger and more dangerous than women ALWAYS. That they need to protect themselves at all times and always be vigilant. That men and women can't be friends without sexual tension (and so as queer women the mere existence of what they perceive as a "man" is a threat). That women need a separate sports league because they can't possibly compete with someone who has even a little bit "extra" (an unquantifiable amount actually because there isn't a standard range) testosterone. That women should cook and men should fix cars. i promise you, i promise i promise i promise. it's misogyny. like!!! you don't say cis gay men experiences "androphobia", bc that's not a thing!! you sound like fucking mens rights activists guys please! you don't say a black man experiences "misandrynoir"!! because living in a patriarchy fundamentally means men do not experience oppression based on their gender. its not happening. shut the fuck up. stop walking us back to 2014 can we please take a step forward and stop bitching about this. there are genuine issues in the world and i'm frankly sick of people who should be smarter than that needing to be gently hand-held through this fucking explanation for the millionth time and still stomping their feet.

[toxicanonymity]

Brothel - Dicks

The brothel, aka real housecreeps, is a meta reality show about the Joels and other blorbos. Normally everything is smooth sailing, but we mostly air the drama.

Collect calls SPOILERS

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Oh no, a producer leaked a copy of the dick HCs and raider Joel just sent me a dick pic with a ruler for scale, claiming I shorted him. I stared at it for a good 60 seconds, then left him on read. Now someone's knocking at my bedroom door. I ignore it and respond to the pic instead. "Sorry 😬"

Raider, muffled outside my door: Think ya might need a better look. (I don't answer) Can I at least talk to ya?

I put on my robe, begrudgingly let him in, and try not to look at the bulge in his tactical jeggings.

Raider: Production told me to take it up with you.

Me: Tell me you didn't send pictures to production. (Raider is silent.) That's sexual harassment. God damnit, in the middle of your PR tour?

Raider hangs his head and seems sorry until he unzips his tactical jeggings and that's the only reason he was looking down. I'm tempted to make him jack off just because, but I shake my head no.

Raider: Be a good girl for me and it'll be over quick.

Me: are you regressing back to March over this? Don't talk to me like a reader, and don't come in here taking your dick out.

Raider nods solemnly, and I sheepishly add under my breath, "unless I tell you to." The toilet flushes and I nervously look toward the bathroom.

Trouble walks out, fully dressed, buttoning his shirt.

Trouble, to Raider: Didn't I tell you to leave this shit alone, man?

Raider: Pool house, huh? You live in the pool house?

Raider sticks his head into the bathroom and sees there's a big, lavish bedroom connected on the other side and the bed is made. Trouble mouths to me, 'want him to leave?' and I shrug like Idk what to do.

Raider: Can you give us a minute, man?

Trouble: I think you should leave, Raid. I get you're upset but don't bust up in here at 6 in the morning.

Me: Neither of you are leaving.

I put Trouble in the cuck chair, Raider sits on the bed, and I sit down at the vanity to finish talking to him. His pants are still open but I'm not looking.

Me (attempting to be comforting) Hey, anything more than 7" is a waste anyway.

Trouble (7") nods.

Raider: this ain't about sweet pea.

Trouble: that's your issue, man.

Me, to Raider: You're the biggest one either way, why're you pitching a fit over less than a centimeter?

Raider and Trouble look at each other. Trouble shakes his head at Raider like, don't say it.

Raider: We know about him.

Oh, shit. Trouble sighs. I play stupid.

Me: you know about who?

Raider: Jojo.

Me: He doesnt have an HC.

Raider: He has a bulge.

Me: I haven't even seen his dick.

Raider: You've seen his dick print.

Me: How do you--

Raider: All I'm askin' for is accuracy, that's it. Ill do ya a dick print if ya want.

Me: Lemme talk to my dick consultant (@jazziepascal ).

Raider: What'd I do? I used to be your emotional support Joel. Your mental health Joel.

I realize maybe he could've helped me through this month if I spent more time with him.

Me: You still are, c'mere.

I open my arms for a hug. We embrace, but his dick is still hard so it's awkward. After the hug, Trouble is making a face like he wouldnt mind being cucked, but I clear my throat , adjust my robe, and dismiss both of them.

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Later that day, the men gather in the kitchen. They're huddled around the table and you can't see Night Walks, but they're all talking to him. You can see balled up pieces of paper on the floor and and on the counter there's an open ream of printer paper and an open tub of vasoline.

Thighs Out: I think you've gotta really slap it down.

(loud smack)

Thighs Out: There ya go. Your turn, slasher.

[snaililita]

🦋💍Going to Miku EXPO with Death the Kid💍🦋

TW: Uhhh, nothing really? Ig large crowds but idk if reading about them is at all as bad as actually being in them💀

Reader's Gender: It's irrelevant.

A/N: Okay I haven't used Tumblr in ages and I don't know why this was the first thing I decided to write when I logged in but yeah. Anyways I will actually be going to a Miku Expo, not saying which one but I am going to one regardless 😍😍 Anyways anyone else notice the odd amount of overlap between these fandoms? Maybe it's just me, but if it isn't I guess it makes sense. They were popular around the same time. Anyways enjoy ur rich emo skateboard boyfriend in a suit with guns spoiling u

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Okay so I don't know how you managed to convince this man to date you but whatever. (Jealous.)

Anyways but Kid has a secret. Maybe not a well hidden one but he likes to still think it's one.

He has a ridiculous obsession with Hatsune Miku, specifically cuz of her twin tails. (This man has a thing for twin tails/pigtails/drills okay, you cannot convince me otherwise.)

So whether you like Miku or not, Kid is probably the one taking you to see her. Whether or not he's dragging you or you're running with him like little toddlers really depends on how you feel about Miku.

But even if you don't like her you should still go, do it for him:( You obviously love him if you're reading this unironically.

He's gonna be all decked out in Miku merch as symmetrically as possible. Glow sticks? He has two, one for each hand. T-shirt? Symmetrical Miku logo. The bag he brought to carry all his Miku merch? Yeah actually there's two, one for each arm💀

Even his sneakers are Miku branded...

Man has the money for it leave him and his secret room hidden in his closet full of Miku merch alone.

If you also happen to like Miku, he will gladly spoil you with all the merch and spam you with the latest songs from his favorite producers.

(He likes Oster P, Giga, and Kanaria if you're wondering.)

Unironically has World is Mine memorised and actually hits the notes somehow💀

Like idk if it's well but his flamboyant little gay man sounding voice stretches.

Regularly hits the Melt notes when he stubs his toes. (After he stubs one, he stubs the other for ✨symmetrical pain✨.)

Anyways you've both arrived at the concert and you better have your special earbuds that lower sound or man is gonna blow your ear drums out.

If it's Miku Expo 2024 he will cry. He /will/ cry.

The oversized TV is a disgrace.

Anyways whether it's over the pathetic ass home depot's largest TV on a stage or it's over seeing his fictitious waifu in person, he's sobbing.

Either wailing uncontrollably or screaming like the most obnoxious fanboy.

After the concert the two of you would probably wander around the venue and talk to other fans for a couple hours.

Bonus points if you're in Miku cosplay, man will be an even bigger simp than he already is for you.

He has his own personal Miku🥺

If anyone else from you two's friend group shows up at the Expo, he will lock himself in the men's bathroom and refuse to leave until the coast is clear.

Please don't let Soul or Black☆Star know.

The endless teasing will send his already neurotic brain spiralling.

Probably also folded all the toilet-paper in the men's restroom at the venue and if you're in Miku cosplay he's begging you to go into the women's bathroom and fold the toilet-paper in there too.

Genuinely cries if the merch booth is empty by the time he gets to it.

Probably takes you out for bubble tea afterwards and then if you're down heads back for his place so you can both crash, fully Miku'd out for the day.

Don't worry, you can sleep on his Miku x Helix mattress and use his Miku bedding and sleep with one of his thousands of Miku plushies😔

[nikoruistyping]

Tony Stark x Fem!Reader, married couple trying to conceive a baby. Tony is dying to be a father e he really wants to put a baby inside his wife's belly 🥵

We need more smut and fluff with this man and your writing is fucking amazing, girl

The Relaxing Shower || Tony Stark

Tony Stark x Wife!Fem!reader

Summary: After yet another failed attempt at trying to conceive for a baby with your husband Tony, he makes one last suggestion that involves you, him and a very hot shower together...

TW: Small bit of Fluff, Just a Small Sprinkle of Angst, Lots of Smut, Adult Language/Swearing, Dirty Talk, Kissing/Making Out, Fingering (Kinda), Vanilla Vaginal/Shower Sex, Praise Kink (Kinda?), Nudity, Playful Banter/Jokes, Established Relationship, Aftercare, Mention of Failed Conception, Mention of IVF Treatment, Talking about Pregnancy Tests (Failed ones T_T)

Word Count: 2,900

A/N: Thank you Anon for the request! I really enjoyed writing this and hopefully you like it! This took me two days to write and edit for some odd reason because idk why but I got a bit too involved with the whole plot line of this request XD also side note is that THERE IS NO BREEDING KINK IN THIS! I personally am not a fan of the kink but to each their own I just wanted yall to have a heads up that this fic is safe to read if your uncomfy with that specific kink because so am I!

This was already the third test this month you were taking and now it was just time to wait. Having to wait three painful minutes to see the results of probably yet again another negative test. You and Tony have been trying to conceive for quite some time now but every time was sadly a failed attempt in getting pregnant. There was nothing wrong with you or him at all, if anything you both were healthy and also a very sexually active married couple. For some reason, the timing was never right or you would miss your ovulation window by a slim chance. You were starting to slowly give up on the dream of creating a family with him and you wondered if this was the universe's way of telling you that maybe having kids just wasn't for you.

You sat on the toilet seat cover, your leg bouncing uncontrollably, waiting and waiting, drumming your fingers against your thigh. You couldn't stop staring at that evil pink line staring back at you, laughing at your face. You tried looking away to distract yourself but all you could seem to do was just become more anxious by the minute and hope that today would be the day that two pink lines would appear instead of a measly one.

You heard the timer on your phone beeping and going off, you quickly scrambled to grab the test off the bathroom counter and when you looked at that single line your face fell completely flat. Negative. You dragged yourself out of the bathroom with the test in hand and you made your way over to the living room where you saw Tony studying, moving pieces of the hologram he was working on back and forth, reading and studying some of the new technology for his suit. He quickly popped out of his seat on the sofa when he saw you walk in and his steps got quicker walking over to you flicking off his reading glasses.

"So what was the result of the evil pee stick?" He said with a chuckle trying his best to always lighten up the mood with his playful demeanor.

"Negative...again." You said with a sigh, holding up the test for him to see. You buried your head in his chest as yet again you were at your limit and defeated because of how tired you were of always being let down.

"Oh, sweetheart I'm sorry...I really am," He said to you hugging you close, his hand cradling your head close to his chest and just embracing you.

"We are going to keep on trying, I promise. I don't care how long it takes we are going to have a baby," He raked his fingers through your hair trying to calm you down when you started to sob into his chest and that just made him want to hold you closer.

"You know we can still explore our options. I've been reading up on IVF and the results look promising-" He was cut off mid-sentence when you pulled your head away, looking up at him, your arms wrapping around his torso.

"I'm just tired, Tony...I know there are other options but I really wanted us to have this baby ourselves without any help and I don't think I can go through another disappointment even with help." Your voice was on the edge of breaking because of how sad and hard it was just to get pregnant. How was it that so many people it was so easy and for you, it was such a difficult process?

"Don't worry sweetheart, we are going to get through this together. I have a feeling that soon we will get there. Rome wasn't built in a day remember?" His hands went to cup your face as he looked deep into your sad eyes knowing that this was hard for him but even harder on you.

"How did I get so lucky to have you in my life, Tony?" You questioned trying to crack a smile to show him everything was fine.

"Now that I don't have an answer for but what I do have an answer for is that I know exactly what will cheer you up." He said grabbing your hand and leading you in the direction of the bathroom once again.

"Tony what are you even talking about-" You finally got the idea when you both were in the bathroom and you looked towards the very large and luxurious shower that was big enough to fit probably a whole party of people in.

"A shower?" You questioned, your eyebrow-raising at him as he turned around to face you, holding your hands.

"Yes, we are going to save some water. The water bill was extremely high last month." He said with a chuckle, a small smirk following it as he started to already unbutton his dress shirt but you had stopped his fingers halfway, taking over unbuttoning the rest for him and helping him shimmy it off his shoulders.

"Is that your subtle way of inviting me to join you?" You asked, your hands placing themselves on the nape of his neck while they slowly slid down his now naked torso, your fingers dipping into his collarbones, tracing over his pecks and ghosting over his abs as your hands found themselves on his hips.

"Call it whatever you want sweetheart but I guarantee you will feel so much better after a relaxing shower with yours truly." A smirk grew across his lips while his hands found your waist, his fingers teasing at the bottom of your shirt until he was able to pull it over your head and fling it into the laundry basket.

"That's definitely an invitation I can't turn down then." You bit your lip in response as your fingers started to tease with his belt buckle, unbuckling it as you pulled down his pants for him and he kicked them off to the side.

Before he could reach to take your pants off for you, you backed away teasing him, slowly undoing your pants yourself. He continued to stripe himself of his socks and boxer briefs while you flung your bra and panties into the laundry hamper and you looked over your shoulder to see him already entering the shower and putting on the water to heat it up. You tried covering as much of your body as you could with your arms crossing your body and keeping your legs as closed as possible. For some reason even though you had both seen each other completely butt naked before you always wanted it to still be tasteful and somewhat of a reveal when he saw you completely naked.

You slowly entered the shower and made sure to slide the glass door closed. You saw Tony's back facing you, the water falling over his body and dripping down his skin. You came up behind him, your arms wrapping around his torso, your hands placing themselves on his chest and you pressed your naked body up against his, breasts pushing into his back. Water now was falling over both of you and your hair was slicked back as it flowed down your shoulders.

"Hey there Mr. Stark." You managed to whisper into his ear and the minute he heard your voice he turned around to face you.

"Hello there Mrs. Stark," His voice was low and whispered as the space between you both was only closing the closer you got.

"Ladies first..." He trailed off grabbing the shampoo bottle off the shelf and squirted some into the palm of his hand and his fingers slowly raked through your hair, working their magic while slowly massaged your scalp. You hummed happily in response as the feeling felt so relaxing and therapeutic.

His hands rinsed out the soap suds while your hands had instinctively placed themselves on his hips making sure he stayed close to you. His touch was so caring and gentle with you, he had you in the palm of his hands (literally). He reached for the body wash and started with your neck, massaging the knots that seemed to be stuck in between your neck and shoulders traveling down to your collar bone. A stray moan escaped your lips as he traveled down further, both his hands cupping your breasts unexpectedly and sliding over your torso until he reached your hips. His grip seemed to have gotten harder as he kept on going, pressing lightly into your thighs, squeezing the flesh there. Tony took you by surprise by grabbing and turning you around quickly and starting again at the top, hands going down your back, tracing patterns into your shoulder blades and ghosting down your spine. His hands landed on your ass and squeezed rather harshly as he seemed to be kneading it softly. His hands went back to your hips and he suddenly pulled you closer to him, your ass was right up against his hips and the both of you were now underneath the showerhead, water rinsing you off.

"Are you starting to feel more relaxed now?" He asked leaning in closer and whispering in your ear from behind. 

You could feel him flutter kisses on your shoulder, his hands gliding along your hipbone, teasing you as they traveled towards the direction of your inner thigh but then pulling away when he was close to your heat, your legs were clenching up at the dirty thoughts building up at what he could do with those skillful fingers of his.

"I think...I-I'm far from relaxed right now..." Your voice could barely get out, you were already crumbling by his touch.

"Really? I wonder why? How about you tell me, sweetheart." He said while his hands made their way back up to your breasts, cupping them from behind and his thumb flicking over your nipple which made you bite your lip in response to hold in a moan.

"Ah...Tony I-" Was all you could manage to say as you felt him press up against your body harder, taking a few steps forward until your front was flushed against the shower tiles, your hands going up to press against the wall to keep your balance.

"I can't help you sweetheart if you don't tell me what you need." His breath seemed to be hotter than the water and steam in the shower. He continued to whisper to you and your head was flushed against the shower tiles, your neck turned completely to the side so you could see him in your peripheral vision.

"Please...I want you..." You managed to say and you could already feel his hard cock teasing you from behind, the head slipping and sliding through your folds. You were desperate to just have him be inside you, your hips grinding on him rolling back.

"Fuck-" You heard him curse under his breath.

He wasted no time thrusting into you, a moan escaping your lips as you took his whole length. You gripped onto the shower wall for dear life, keeping your neck turned wanting to watch as he fucked you, moving slowly in and out. He leaned in closer kissing your lips hungrily and he tried steadying the both of you with his hands on your hip making sure to keep the rhythm going as he thrusted hard and faster into you. His other hand made its way down slowly to your front, sliding down your thigh and going to rub your clit which drove you completely over the edge. Your lips kept crashing against his while the both of you tried to move and kiss at the same time, grunted moans escaping both of your lips as you felt him pound into you.

His kisses were ravenous and you could feel your legs go weak but his hands held you steady and close to him the faster he went. Long strokes of his tongue against yours, teeth catching your lips in bites, groans, and moans caught in one another's mouths and swallowed up as the water cascaded over both your bodies. Your loud moans echoed against the shower walls as his groans got louder between the gasps of air you both took for air.

"I'm so close..." He managed to whisper into your ear, his teeth grazing your earlobe nibbling at the sensitive skin and his kisses made their way down your neck burying his nose into the small space, leaving open-mouthed kisses there and on your shoulder blade.

You managed to keep one hand on the tiles keeping yourself steady while your other hand reached down for you to rub your own clit faster, feeling everything go numb, feeling his cock twitch inside you after he had kept pounding your g-spot over and over again. The both of you moaned almost in sync as his thrusts got sloppier and your hips seemed to lose control until everything came to a slow stop. The two of you clearly having reached your highs at the same time. You were completely dazed, still pressed up against the tiles, letting the water fall over your body for a moment while Tony pulled out of you. His arms immediately embracing you, the feeling of being surrounded by him was warm and loving, his lips kissing your neck and cheek softly.

"Clearly both you and I have very different ideas of what relaxing is." You said with a small chuckle as you found the strength to turn around in his arms to face him. Your hands cupped his face while water was pouring all over his head.

"Well did it work though? I'm still waiting for an answer." He questioned raising an eyebrow at you.

"I'll let you know next time," You said with a smirk on your face quickly kissing his lips, pecking them.

"But right now we need to hurry up or else we will turn into prunes at this rate. Your turn now." You reached over to grab the shampoo bottle and squirted some into your palm as he lazily had his arms around your torso keeping you close.

"Fine...let's be quick then." He sighed, your fingers plunging into his hair, raking and slowly massaging his head and you knew how much he loved having his hair pulled and touched so you made sure to take extra care of it.

You had done the same thing he had to your body, making sure to have your fingers run across every inch of his skin, washing him down. You even tried working your magic by massaging the knots in his shoulders and pressing against every single muscle, your nails tracing along his veins. You could feel his hands clench your body tighter the lower your hands ventured down his body but despite his demeanor of wanting to continue the funny business in the shower all you kept whispering to him was "Let's save it for next time." and all he did in response was sigh in annoyance. Even though he seemed to be the one in control he always did what you told him to do anyways. You both rinsed off in the water until you were fully cleaned and well "relaxed" according to Tony's definition of the word...

One Week Later...

Back to square one again and maybe fourth time would be the charm this time around. There you were sitting on the toilet again a place you had ultimately started to hate when it came to taking pregnancy tests. You kept staring at what seemed like the pink line of death and you tried to wait patiently this time and you were hoping that maybe just maybe there was a small chance that this would be the one.

The timer had finally gone off and you had closed your eyes picking up the test and slowly you opened your eyes to see that it was...Positive! You couldn't contain your excitement at all and you literally screamed at the top of your lungs as you saw finally two lines on the test and you were just jumping with joy. You had caused such a commotion that Tony came running into the bathroom and his eyes wandered to the test in your hand and he clearly connected two and two together. Your head whipped around to look at him and your eyes were filled with happy tears as you just looked at him and nodded your head.

"Tony...it's positive!" You said while you ran into his arms and hugged him so tightly that you both even stumbled back a few steps.

"So I'm really going to be a dad?!" He asked his voice almost cracking at the thought that it was really happening, you both had tried so hard all this time and now you were seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.

"Yes! I can't believe it! I'll have to go to the doctor to confirm it but I don't even care. I'm just so happy right now!" You said quickly, your heart was racing knowing that you finally were pregnant after so long of trying it happened.

Turns out that "Relaxing Shower" of Tony's really did work its own little miracle enough to finally get you pregnant just like the two had been wanting and hoping for so long.

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[sicjimin]

A.N : haaaa i make the prompt into this fic !! (i truly cant resist myself TT) also thank you @yooniestummy for the addition 💗 this is the cutest fic that i ever write. i think? not much fluff but . idk the image of Yeontan taking care of Taehyung just make my heart melts TT i hope you like it as much as i do :D

TW ; emeto, mpreg

Taehyung jumps from his bed, scrambling on his feet with one hand holding his stomach and others clamping his mouth, and runs to the bathroom. He opened the lid too harshly, but he didn't have it in him to care as vomit rushing up from his lips, splashing loudly against the clear water. He sucked a quick air before his stomach twist, making him bent further as he gurgles up more of his dinner.

"Uurrrkk-", he retches, clutching his belly , feeling sick all over again when another gush of stomach contents escapes from his mouth. The toilet bowl is filled quickly with vomit after Taehyung has emptied almost half of his stomach out, leaving him shaking and breathing hard through his parted lips. Tears are streaming down his cheeks freely at this point.

He grimaces at the sight of his mess. His dinner had officially moved there. He flushes shakily before he wipes his lips and letting himself slumped on the toilet. He buries his head in his arms. He's exhausted.

This is his third bathroom trip and it's barely 3 PM.

This pregnancy really kicking him out.

He moves his hand, slides it under his baggy sweater, and rub the slight bulge on his belly. He reached 4 months, the bump start showing. Taehyung sighs deeply. He doesn't think he could last much longer in this cycle of sicknesses and nausea.

He's tired. His back ache, and his stomach were sore. His throat hurts.

Taehyung sniffles as he feels tears filling his orbs. Damn this pregnancy hormone that making him emotional.

He quickly wipes his tears, almost yelps when he feels something soft nuzzling on him.

" Tannie ..", he whispers. Taehyung lifts his head and opens his eyes, looking at Tannie who was laying beside him.

The brown dog licks Taehyung's face, making him giggle softly as his nose tickle. Taehyung picks up Yeontan into his arms and hugged him.

" I'm so tired, Tannie-ah. The baby here keeps making me puking my guts out", he complains as he sniffs. Yeontan barked once before resting his head on Taehyung's shoulder, like he understands.

Taehyung chuckles, hugging Yeontan tighter.

" I know, Tannie. But it sucks, don't you think?", he mumbled sadly. Taehyung puts Yeontan back on the floor, as he slowly pushed himself up and rinses his mouth. He feels better after ranting on Tannie.

He chuckles lightly. How ridiculous he is to rant about pregnancy to a dog?

He retreats to the kitchen, Yeontan trailed behind him. He looks over and grabs the dog snacks, filling them.

"Let's eat together hm? I need to eat something so the baby won't feel hungry", Taehyung says. Grabbing crackers on the counter and starts nibbling them slowly.

Taehyung managed to get down 4 crackers. And a glass of water.

Now he laying down on the couch, playing with Yeontan as the dog is busy with his toys.

Taehyung steals a glance on the clock. 4 PM. Jungkook must be home anytime soon. He sighs heavily. Time will go faster if he ignored it, right?

It was nice for a minute, until his baby decided to play kickball in his stomach, swirling the food in there as well and bring back nausea. Taehyung moans. He bites his bottom lip to stop himself from immediately throwing his food out.

He inhales deeply, counting until 5. Remembering the breath exercise his ob-gyn told him.

But another wave of nausea washed over him. He gags wetly. Nausea gets worse than before, causing Taehyung's hand to clutch tightly onto the couch cushion. He felt like he was gonna throw his crackers out any moment now.

His stomach hitched again, leaving Taehyung heaves over his palm, and run to the bathroom.

" Uurrrkkk-", He vomits into the toilet bowl as soon as he's standing. He's panting as he leans his elbows on the rim of the porcelain bowl. He could see the barely disgested crackers floating on the water below him.

He gags again, heaving more of chunky liquid up. He let himself kneel as he feels his knees going weak.

He closes his eyes, and he let himself rest his forehead on the top of the toilet bowl. A soft sob left his lips as he feels the pressure on his stomach grow more.

"Uurrrkk-", he pitched forward again as another wave of nausea hits him again. The sound of vomit filling the bowl echoes loudly through the bathroom. Making him feel sicker.

Taehyung was about to gag more when he feels a soft fur near his feet, and soon he feels something wet licking his arms.

He lifts his head slowly and looked down, and there was Tannie lying beside him.

He smiles softly, " Tannie... i'm fine", he chokes out before his lips quiver and vomits pouring out again.

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"Hyung?", Jungkook slides his coat out, hanging it on the hanger near the door as he calls for his boyfriend. Usually, Taehyung would greet him happily at this time. He frowns at the silence.

"Hyung!", he called once more.

He hears no reply. But instead, Yeontan rushing at him at full speed. His tiny legs almost make him tripped. Jungkook chuckles and scoops the dogs in his arms." Why are you so excited to meet me hm?", he says as he nuzzled his nose on the soft fur. Yeontan barks loudly, wiggling on his embrace like he wants to say something.

"Where's your dad?"

Yeontan wiggles again, begging to be put on the floor. He barked again before disappearing into the hallway. Jungkook frowns and decided to follow the dog.

That's when he heard retches coming from the bathroom. His heart skipped a beat as he rushes on his feet.

"Hyung!", Jungkook enters the bathroom hurriedly only to find a flushed Taehyung, hunched over the toilet seat. His hair sticking in weird places, his face was covered by a cold sweat and his skin was pale. His hair fell loose to his eyes as he gripped the sides of the toilet bowl tightly. He threw up again.

Jungkook crouched down next to the older. Rubbing his back as he watched vomit filling the already soiled water.

" Sshh .. you're doing great hyung", he mutters softly. He gently caresses the side of Tae's head, tucking his soft strands of hair.

"You're home ..", Taehyung wheezes out when his stomach calmed down. He coughs once before he wipes his mouth clean with the sleeve of his shirt, trying to calm the dry heave as he turns towards his boyfriend, a weak smile gracing his lips.

"I am", Jungkook says, " How long have you been sick? Why don't you call me?", he asks worriedly as he rubs his thumb gently on Taehyung's cheekbone. Wiping the tears that managed to escape with all the exertion of vomiting he just did.

"I'm fine .. just, morning sickness", Taehyung explains as he tries to sit straight. Chuckles weakly when Yeontan jumps on his laps.

" He's the one that telling me you're here", Jungkook says as he watched the sight. "How many times did you throw up today? Did you manage to eat something?", he turns his glance back on the older.

"Oh .. you're a smart boy, Tan -ah", Taehyung mumbles, stroking the brown fur with his fingers. " This is the fourth time .. and no, i tried to eat crackers an hour ago and as you can see", Taehyung trailed off his gaze to the toilet.

" Oh god", Jungkook muttered as Taehyung turned his eyes back on him.

" It's ok.. but I think we should try some different foods, to keep the baby healthy", Taehyung explains quietly, still holding the dog. Jungkook nods. "Do you have something in mind that you want to eat?"

Taehyung shakes his head tiredly, pulling himself up to go back to the couch. Jungkook immediately catches him by the waist.

"No ... the thought of eating made me nauseous again. I'm sorry, Kook. But i'm really tired to keep vomiting", Taehyung mumbles weakly, placing his forehead on Jungkooks chest.

"But maybe i will try more crackers after my stomach eased up"

Jungkook hums, shifting slightly and asking Taehyung to rest on his laps. The older complies.

Jungkook moves his hand to Taehyung's bump, "Can i?"

Taehyung nods and tug his sweater up, showing his tummy that already showing the bump, "The baby would be happy"

Jungkook smiles as he grazes his fingers over it. The sensation always makes him giddy, "I'm gonna ask Yoongi hyung. He had bad morning sickness too when he had Hyuna. Maybe he had something that might help you"

Taehyung sighs softly in relief and leans a bit further against his boyfriend, closing his eyes slowly. Jungkook wraps an arm around the latter, keeping the other hand on his bump.

"You can sleep, the baby must be tiring you out", Jungkook murmurs softly. Taehyung hums, " They are. I think this is the worst morning sickness i had in the past days"

"If Yeontan had to come and tell me. Yeah, that was bad", Jungkook chuckles.

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Junior & Nancy

Junior: What are you gonna do? Nancy: I've never had less of an idea Nancy: What can I do? Junior: I wish I knew for you Junior: But no, I don't Junior: By the time I worked it out, I knew it was too late but maybe if I'd said something to you, we could've avoided it playing out like this Junior: I'm sorry Nancy: Don't apologise to me, please, I can't start sobbing outside of this office Nancy: You've done nothing wrong. It's me who messed everything up Junior: I'm sorry, no wait, scrap that Junior: You can't help what you felt Junior: You're not the first person to get a crush, everyone's just acting like it for the drama of the thing Nancy: But I chose to act on it Nancy: You didn't see her face. It was... Nancy: I've got no words for it Junior: Oh, Nance Junior: There's no other way she could react, or would've Junior: I'm not judging but how did you get this caught up? Its not like you Nancy: I thought she wanted me to. Genuinely I'm not just making an excuse Nancy: We had a connection. The way we'd talk, I didn't imagine that, I can't have Junior: At best though, that could never be more than friendship, she's a married teacher, a straight one Junior: not to go over it now, you know Junior: What a mess Junior: Tristan is being Junior: its bad Nancy: He has a right to Nancy: I'm so stupid, oh my god Nancy: They couldn't hold of mum or dad yet but when they do... Junior: Yeah but, he's trying to make it something it ain't, get the anger but I wish he'd keep the gay hate to a minimum Junior: Oh God, babe Junior: how mortifying Junior: I'll find a hole to bury you in Nancy: Thanks Nancy: I've literally become a lesbian stereotype. The predatory one Nancy: If my brother ever finds out I'm gonna have to get you to bury him too Junior: We're doing our best to keep it on the DL, strictest of confidence Junior: but if your rents talk to mine, he'll suddenly take an interest no doubt, eurgh Junior: You weren't being predatory, at least, that's now how you meant it Junior: and she's in the position of power so she always had the upper hand to push you away Junior: which, I guess, she did in the end Junior: would've been helpful if she'd have clued up before now but we can't blame her Nancy: I'm gonna have to move back, aren't I? How can I stay here. I can't Nancy: I love her and I've done this to her Nancy: What if she loses her job because of me? I might have wanted him to leave her, or vice versa, but I never wanted that Junior: Not necessarily Junior: She won't Junior: Not to rub salt in an open wound but its very clear it came from you and not her Junior: Its not going to come to that Junior: There's only this year left, we can stick it out together, I've got you Junior: anyway, rumours follow, don't they? Idk how but that's the magic of teens, better if you face it head on Junior: own it in the ways you can Nancy: You make everything sound so straightforward, no play on words meant Nancy: I should have told you everything Junior: I get why you didn't Junior: it got to be real when it was just in your head Junior: wow, sounds harsh but, yeah? Nancy: I'm gonna hear much worse Nancy: At least you're coming for a good place Junior: We need to decide on your side of the story, so we can stick to it Nancy: What's the point? Everyone already knows what happened Junior: Yeah, there's definitely the key facts you're not gonna be able to run from Junior: but its all about how you sell it Nancy: What are you saying I should do? I can't throw her under the bus Junior: No, of course not Junior: I'm not explaining it well 'cos I can't do it myself Junior: but you know, the old, hold your head up high regardless of how you're really feeling Junior: acting as if you're not as phased as you are, too, not lying about what happened, just acting as like its less of a thing so people will get bored, you know? Nancy: Have you met my mum? Holding my head up high won't be a problem Nancy: Casually trained at it Junior: Yeah, no, good Junior: I know its gonna be hard Junior: but it will help this all be over sooner Nancy: That'd be nice Nancy: It's new for the rumor mill but not me Junior: How long? Nancy: Since I came here, pretty much Junior: Oh, honey Junior: That's such a long time to have those kind of feelings Nancy: I know Nancy: How did I get here? Junior: I dunno Junior: We all build things up in our minds, fantasies and that Junior: it just got out of hand because it was uncheck Junior: like I said, you're not the first or last Junior: Its okay, it will be alright Nancy: You're only saying that to make me feel better, I get that, but it's kind of working anyway Junior: I'm honestly not Junior: You know what went down wasn't cool but I think the outcome is more than enough punishment without me needing to be a dick about it Nancy: but I wouldn't blame you if you were Nancy: You asked me so many times who I fancied, if I'd just said, it would have stopped it, I would have come to my senses enough not to try and kiss her Junior: But you wanted to Junior: more than you wanted to be logical and sensible Junior: for better, or worse, as its transpired Junior: its easy to beat yourself up about it now Nancy: I should've beat myself up before hand Nancy: Repeatedly over the head Junior: I'll get you a time-turner and a mallet, like Nancy: Much appreciated Nancy: Can you arrange a bodyguard too, for Rio more than Tristan tbh Nancy: She's gonna be livid Junior: Not with you Junior: She'll get it better than me, she's had her fair share of crushes, I'm sure Nancy: Have you really not? Nancy: Envy you at this point Junior: Nope Junior: I'm like a sexless slug Nancy: They have a nicer label for that, to let you know Junior: Yeah, I'm not into that Junior: Never say never, you know Nancy: Unlike you have my judgement Nancy: Unless* Nancy: Never say never with your straight, married, teacher Junior: When is it okay to laugh cos like Nancy: Go ahead Nancy: We have to Nancy: I can't cry rn and still face everyone Nancy: I'm not THAT good at holding my head high Junior: are you gonna take some time off or just Junior: face it from the jump Nancy: I think if I walk away it'll just make it harder to come back Nancy: If I'm staying here then I need to carry on Junior: Agreed, from that POV, definitely the best thing to do Junior: but don't force yourself to do things you can't Junior: we can go cry in the toilets whenever you need, okay? Nancy: Have a gorgeous mascara moment Nancy: Maybe my mum will force on a flight back to London Junior: Maybe Junior: Or roll up on you here Junior: such fun Nancy: Oh god, she probably will Nancy: I know I brought it on myself but....please no Nancy: Parent swap with me really quick? Junior: They'd despair but give it my best Junior: At least your Dad is going to be too awkward to say anything Junior: Small blessing Nancy: I wish that was a like father like son trait Junior: Thank god for the mute button Junior: shame it doesn't cover all communications, including IRL Nancy: Honestly Nancy: If I thought I hated Irish class before Junior: Yeah, no escaping how bad that's gonna be Junior: 😬 Nancy: If I pretend I've had a straight awakening now will that make it better or worse Nancy: She turned me everybody, nothing to see here Junior: I think it'll take you from the butt of the gay jokes to the butt of the slag ones Junior: which might be easier to handle but Junior: might have to display some straightness and we're not a convincing couple to say the least Nancy: Plus you're my cousin Nancy: That'd just create more rumors Junior: Yeah preferably you're going straight for someone not in the fam Junior: Idk, who are the most elligible bachelors around Junior: Hmm Nancy: Tristan's off the table Nancy: Lovehate only happens in YA Junior: Plus, all that rage, probably closeted himself, if we're following the rules of YA to the letter Nancy: And if we're going classical, he probably wants to sleep with his mum too Junior: 🤢 Junior: oh no Junior: flip the script on 'em, go for a younger boy Junior: preferably not weird young, like year below tops Nancy: Oh god Nancy: Boys are so Nancy: Even hypothetically it's a no Junior: 😂 Junior: I don't think you're gonna be pulling this off effectively any time soon Nancy: You're right. Back to the drawing board I go Nancy: Thanks, June, for talking me off the ledge Junior: Wouldn't be worth much as a bestie if I didn't Junior: we've got this Junior: it only FEELS like the end of the world Junior: that's comforting, right? 😏 Nancy: Until I think about how bad you said Tristan is handling what happened Junior: Yeah, well, reckon Rio will be having words Junior: he just needs to get it out of his system Junior: look sufficiently sorry and miserable and he should be satisfied, then you can get on with your life, like Nancy: I do feel sorry and miserable so as long as I can get it across instead of looking like a unrepentant bitch Nancy: We'll see Junior: Yeah Junior: he's not awful, like Junior: It probably sucks having teacher parents, but that ain't a reason to take out years of frustration on this sitch Nancy: He can't be that bad, she raised him Junior: Oh, babe Junior: you've got it so bad Nancy: I wish there was a mute button for feelings Junior: You've got to start putting in the work Junior: Conscious uncoupling Nancy: That'll be as much fun as having the chat with my parents Junior: I didn't promise fun Junior: Strictly business Nancy: This is why lesbians die at the end of every movie, isn't it? Nancy: No fun Junior: Mhmm, its not just bed death you've gotta avoid Junior: its alright, you've been scorned, that'll further your plot development, no need to die today Nancy: Just living with the heartbreak then. Fantastic Junior: Unfortunately Junior: Its survivable, so I'm told Junior: and there's lots of songs and films on the subject to keep you company Nancy: You're angling for a hetero rom-com watching session because the male leads are always hot. I see you Junior: You need some straight drama in your life Junior: it will make you feel so much better about your own Nancy: Her being straight was a big part of my drama Junior: Yes and no Junior: Even if she was gay, Nance, it wouldn't have happened, alright? Junior: You need to remember that Junior: what if you have a nice lesbian lecturer at Uni, you don't wanna go through this again, thinking it'll be different Junior: its a no go whatever the circumstances Nancy: I know Nancy: I'm trying Nancy: I don't want to go through this again Junior: I know Junior: Its a complete perspective overhaul Junior: It'll take time Junior: you'll get there Nancy: I better Nancy: I don't wanna be stuck here in this place Junior: You won't be Junior: You've got a whole life of new, better experiences waiting Nancy: Brain swap? If I was as smart as you I could graduate early Junior: You're plenty smart, its truly not that far off now Junior: Final stretch Nancy: You're right. It just feels like forever rn Nancy: My own fault Junior: It does though Junior: clock watching all day every day Nancy: Definitely Nancy: Same