#maybe I should go ToT content again since I’ve been slowly getting back into the game 🤔🤔🤔

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No memes for now until I come up with something, just my new shelf with 2ha and a postcard of my favorite TGCF cover 😔🤌🏻

(coincidentally, I still had my husky funko from 7 years ago)

[rhysismydaddy]

Prompt: Azriel forced to babysit Nyx?

Azriel stared at the person across from him, narrowed his eyes, and swore the chunky little toddler narrowed his back.

“Why won’t you go to sleep?” he asked seriously, not understanding the child’s aversion to the concept.

If he could, he sure as hell would be sleeping right now.

“I fed you,” he pointed out, listing everything off on his fingers. “I let you play with your toys. I even cleaned you, and let me tell you, in five hundred years, I’ve never seen someone as small as you shit so much.”

Nyx just tilts his little head, not comprehending.

“It should be physically impossible, man.”

The little thing just rolls his eyes. 

“No wonder your father blackmailed me into keeping you tonight.”

Rhys and Feyre had teamed up on him, adding together all the collective favors Azriel had owed them. He knew as soon as Rhys brought up the time he’d saved him from drukenly falling out of the House of Wind’s windows two-hundred years ago that he was in trouble.

There was no way Rhys would cash in all his favors at once if it wasn’t for something horrible.

The suspicion had proved correct.

Feyre dropped the tot off, and as soon as the door had shut between him and his mama, he’d lost it.

If the shitting was impressive, it had nothing on the screaming.

He thought the kid might be an opera prodigy, with the way he could continually holler for hours on end and not grow tired.

It had only stopped when Azriel had put the child on his shoulders, let him rip his hair out with his tiny hands, and had walked him around for a while. They’d played, and ate, and everything else you were supposed to do when you had a child. Now it was time to sleep.

Azriel wasn’t that lucky, though.

It was the middle of the night, yet Nyx thought it was time for toys. He tugged on Azriel’s hand, giggled at nothing, banged his tiny fists against everything in sight, tried to eat whatever he couldn’t smash.

Basically did everything but sleep.

Azriel was out of his element.

He avoided children like the plague, a deal that had systemically worked for both him and the kids.

He hated dealing with their crying, and they were usually squeamish around his shadows. Not Nyx, though. He was endlessly amused by them, always reaching out and trying to grab them in his hands.

It was exhausting. He was exhausting.

It was honestly a fucking miracle he hadn’t started to fly yet. He’d be unstoppable when he did.

“You know, I think it’s time for at least a quick nap-” The toddler opened his mouth and took a breath, preparing to scream, and Azriel quickly backtracked. “No, no, no, I was just kidding. Let’s play some more.”

The mouth closed, and Azriel let out a relieved breath.

He loved the kid, but if he started screaming again, he wouldn’t be held responsible for what he did.

“I’m going to get you to sleep one way or another,” he warned him, putting his elbows on his knees and leaning over.

He should’ve known better than to even try intimidating the kid, considering his parents were. Rhys probably tried that route on the daily.

So he did what he always did when facing an opponent he’d underestimated. He analyzed him.

He watched the way he bounced his chunky little legs, the way he fluttered his tiny wings like he wanted to take off but didn’t know how. The toy in his hand seemed to be an afterthought.

Inspiration struck.

Before he could second guess it, he grabbed Nyx, wrapped him in a blanket to keep him warm, and dove out the window at a run.

Nyx opened his mouth, and he tensed, but instead of screaming, the baby squealed. A huge, toothless smile pushed his plump cheeks up, and Azriel huffed a laugh at the joy on his face.

The toddler’s head turned back and forth as he looked out at the sky, and he swear he heard a small sigh.

“Oh, thank the Cauldron,” he groaned, beating his wings hard to bring them above the cloud line and coasting.

For the first time all night, the child seemed to be at peace. Instead of chaos in his violet-blue eyes, there was pure contentment. 

“Flying relaxes me, too, buddy,” he murmured, tucking Nyx deeper in his blanket and angling him to see the night sky better.

Especially since the child was out in five minutes flat.

They flew down the coast of Velaris and over the city, and he had to admit that despite the hell he’d been through tonight, he felt pretty content, too. 

He was definitely never doing it again, though, and definitely not with Nyx.

Now, with his own-

No.

Not going down that path.

Especially as a certain set of brown eyes, full lips, and honey-blonde popped into his head.

Shaking his head, Azriel made his way back to the House, taking his time and making sure Nyx was sleeping soundly by the time he landed.

Then he moved so slowly it was laughable, ensuring to not jostle him as he went into the room and lowered him into his crib.

There was a second where he swore he’d wake up, but he just turned his head and let out a non-surprisingly loud snore. 

Locating Rhys, he said into the link between them, I am going to kill you the next time I see you.

It only took a second for the amused response to come. I don’t know what you’re talking about.

I haven’t slept in three days. You could’ve suggested the flying. 

There was no way he hadn’t figured it out, but he hadn’t said a word.

We needed this vacation, Feyre cut in, sounding less amused and more grateful. We know he’s a handful. Thank you.

Rolling his eyes, he said back, You’re welcome, Feyre.

What about me? Rhys asked. I’m grateful, too.

You owe me.

And who knew? Maybe one day, he might actually cash in on that favor.

[seb-owns-these-tatas]

Positive (Sebastian Stan x You)

Characters: Sebastian x You

Summary: Y/N is married to Sebastian and have been trying to conceive a baby. You’ve been trying the best you can until you were left asking yourself that maybe you were the problem. Until one day, your prayers have been answered.

Warnings: Sweetness, too much sweetness that you’ll have cavities. 😍

Words: 2,028

A/N: ANOTHER UPDATE! AYEAYAYAYA! I was tempted to write something NSFW in this. But, then I decided to make it wholesome and sweet instead. I might have wrong grammars, tater tots because english isn’t my mother tongue. I hope y'all will understand if ever you read grammar errors or such.

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“I think I’m the problem, Seb.”

“No.” Sebastian breathed through the phone. The line going quiet, hearing only his breathing. He was in the middle of shooting another movie, and having his break time.

You, on the other hand have been thinking a lot at home. Negative thoughts couldn’t be stopped once you were left alone in your home. Grasping in the lost feeling that something was missing in the household, and the answer to that was children. You needed to conceive children.

Sebastian and Y/N have been married for five years now. Seeing everyone around them having babies wasn’t helping her, it was just making her feel sad and worried that maybe..just maybe it was all because of her. Especially with Sebastian who have been more understanding and thrilled for her to have his babies by now.

“What if it’s me, Y/N?” His voice began to turn quieter. Breath slow and shaky through the phone. “What if i’m the problem? We’ve been trying for years now, you’ve even had your check-up and the doctors said you were healthy.. I think i’m the one who needs to be checked,”

You felt your heart tighten with the need to comfort your worried husband. There was nothing wrong with him, you know there wasn’t. Maybe it wasn’t just your time, maybe you both should give it another try. “Baby, no. No. I know it’s not you,” You comforted, biting your lip apprehensively. Sebastian gave a faded hum, if your attention wasn’t on the phone, you wouldn’t have heard him. “Let’s try..again. Remember the short quote that people have been saying?”

“Never say die?”

“Never give up?”

You both gave a breathy laugh through the phone, they were two different words but held one thought and shared one feeling. Faith. Hope.

So, you tried and tried till your strong hopes could falter. There was a tiny dot of hope left in you, to the both of you…

Huffs of breath came out of your mouths, shaky, tired breaths. Sebastian’s sweaty, warm forehead on yours as he was laying on top of you. Eyes closed and his arms on either side, you tenderly reached his face, cupping his sharp, scruffy jaw with a hand and tenderly caressing him with the thumb of your hand. No words can be spoken after a toiled night full of love. Just feeling in each other’s arms was enough. He was enough.

“Don’t give up on me,” He breathily sighed against your lips, eyes now opened and fully filled with desperation and love. Sebastian was in the midst of accepting the fact that maybe you both weren’t destined to have a baby. He have been thinking that maybe you were enough. You were, and having you would make him happy and contented with the rest of his life, even if it means that you both won’t be having little clones running around the house.

“I love you,” He whispered before giving you an eskimo kiss. Eyes shut and just appreciating the shared moment. Your lips turned into a smile, giving a soft nod in agreement. “And I,” You tenderly kissed his pointy nose before continuing, your heart beating loudly against your chest, a wave of overwhelming love surrounding you both, “–love you more than anything in this world, Sebastian. I would never give up on you just because we couldn’t..couldn’t conceive a baby,”

“We could always adopt a child, or if you don’t want to–” You were cut-off when Sebastian suddenly piped in, “Why didn’t I ever thought of that?” He spoke more to himself, “But, I do. I’m totally in for it. If this one last try won’t make us have a baby, then we’ll need to,”

Your hands slowly travelled towards his soft, dark locks. Gently dragging your fingers in his hair, making Sebastian’s heart swell in affection, completely loving the need to touch him. “Let’s talk about this when the time comes, but as of now. I just wanna say that..You’re enough for me, you’re completely enough for me.”

“And you are for me too, Y/N.”

Then the days went on for the married couple. You were both having a normal day, just casually spending the rest of the afternoon in each others arms. Considering that this day should be spent peacefully and without any interruptions, both phones turned off so nobody can disturb them. Y/N and Sebastian have been arguing about what to eat. Sebastian wanted nothing more than a box of pizza and Y/N wanted something different…something she couldn’t decipher.

“You want me to cook??” Sebastian uttered oh so surprised, pointing to himself as he eyed you skeptically. He placed his hand on his cleft chin, slowly caressing his scruffy jaw in habit, lost in his circle of thoughts. “But, I don’t even know how to cook?”

You narrowed your eyes on him, huffing out your cheeks in frustration. “Don’t act like I never read facts about you in google,” With both of your hands on your hips, you kept your head up high. “I’ve read that you know how to cook spaghetti bolognese! Don’t lie to me, Stan!”

Was it the hormones that was making you act what you were saying today? you only wanted nothing more than to eat food made by his pretty, sculpted, manly hands. Staring at Sebastian’s hands have been a habit of yours weeks ago. You couldn’t help but keep on holding it when you got the chance, even when you sleep..

“W-What? We could just order something–”

“But, I want my food made by you!”

Sebastian stared straight at you, his baby blues looking defeated, raising the white flag in the back of his mind. That’s what his sweetheart wanted, then that’s what she gets. “Alright, alright. I’ll..I’ll try my best. Just don’t blame me when you’ll end up vomiting in the middle of the night,”

You clapped enthusiastically, and cheered. “Yay! Now, get to work. I’m damn starving,”

Sebastian gave you a hearty smile, nervously chuckling. “Yes, Ma-am!” Before he turned his back around on you and began getting the ingredients out of the fridge.

Y/N kept admiring her husband, she kept her eyes on him the whole time. Sebastian knew he was being watched, he was worried she’ll be starting to bore holes in him. Sebastian couldn’t help but notice how she intensely stared at his hands that was chopping onions in front of her. He observed how her eyes kept her attention on his hands the whole week, how she held it all the time, how she was fond of it even at night and it was beginning to grow weird.

“Y/N? Is there something wrong with my hands?” Sebastian nonchalantly talked, chopping white onions in front of him. Every slice of the knife hitting the cutting board made the kitchen echo.

You sat more comfortably on the stool, placing your elbows on the table and a hand on your chin, giving Sebastian a look that was so pure and innocent. “I..” There was a pause, “I…don’t know, it’s just so pretty and…pretty…so..pretty..” you answered like you were lost in this world.

Small voices have been yelling at the back of Y/N’s mind. She was having a hunch as to why she was acting so weird. It was probably a hunch that could break your hopes down again, yet it wouldn’t hurt less if she would give it another shot. Pain never ceases to be felt in this world we were in. Pain is what gives people a lesson. It gives drama and color in our life.

“I gotta pee,” Y/N announced, hopping off her seat, and quickly sprinting towards the bathroom in the first floor.

You breathed in and out, deeply waiting for the stick to show it’s result. Y/N’s clammy hands couldn’t help but tremble in anticipation. She could feel it inside of her, she knew it wasn’t just her imagination. Will they finally be gifted with a baby? Any gender will do for the both of you, since you weren’t that picky anymore..

It had already been 15 minutes, her husband couldn’t help but start to worry. Sebastian gently knocked on the bathroom door three times, “Honey, you okay in there?”

He began to hear silent sobs, and from the moment he did, the man didn’t hesitate to turn the knob and see her crying her eyes out in front of the mirror, desperately holding the pregnancy test on her chest. “S-Sebastian,” She croaked, voice breaking and sounding vulnerable. “F-Finally…finally,”

Sebastian took her in his arms, tightly hugging Y/N to cease her cries, though that triggered her to shed more tears especially that she was now in his arms. “What happened?” He whispered in worry and held her head against his firm chest. “Finally what?”

Y/N was the first to untangle herself from his arms, eyes full of bliss, gazing up at him to meet his confused, gorgeous blue eyes. “Our prayers have been answered,” She couldn’t help but feel another set of tears that was tempted to fall down. “We finally have the gift we were waiting for, the most precious gift in the whole wide world that not any friend could give,”

“Uhm,” He hummed, still completely baffled as he reached up to brush his short hair back. You placed a hand on his clean shaven jaw, turning his head to look at your sparkling ones, giving him a smile that he wouldn’t forget once you show him your present.

The pregnancy stick was now in front of him, right before his eyes, in between your fingers. His eyes blown wide in surprise, taking few gulps because his throat turned dry, he couldn’t believe it. “Y-You’re…you’re..”

Y/N nodded repeatedly, tears started falling out of her eyes in joy and not in pain, this was the moment they were all been waiting for. She could finally say it out loud, “I’m pregnant, Sebastian! I’m finally pregnant!”

He grabbed onto you, pulling you in his comforting arms. You heard him sniffle, never thinking he would cry at first until warm tears pool on your shirt, your husband was crying..

“I’ve waited so long for this day, Y/N..” His voice shook, grabbing on to you more and keeping his arms locked around you.

Y/N couldn’t help but share more set of tears, caressing her husband’s broad back and keeping her face in his chest, “and I thought I wouldn’t get to say those words in my whole life, Honey..”

The best day had just came. They both waited patiently for their time to come, believing that if it’s destined to happen, then it would. Not probably now, but in the near future, they believed and waited, never forgetting to put effort with the destiny they wanted to have.

“I’m going to be the best father that our child can ever wish for,” He blissfully whispered in your ear, closing his eyes and just enjoying the moment..

A certain moment that crushed your hopes at first, but eventually happened because she was finally pregnant and happy with Sebastian.

Y/N was finally pregnant and that’s all what matters.

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Conflict: Chapter 14

Super distracted tonight. My mind keeps drifting. So I may be a little late on the prompt.

The obnoxious ringing of his cellphone stirred Splendid awake, tempted to smash the device into dust for disturbing him this morning. He'd spent most of the night cuddling up with Flippy on the couch, stealing a few kisses. Before the movie had even finished Flippy had fallen asleep with his head on Splendid's thigh, the hero almost didn't want to move him. Eventually, he carried Flippy to bed and curled up beside him, his arms dragging the shorter male close. He wished he could share a bed with Flippy every night, but with them living in separate houses, it was a bit difficult to go between but Splendid wasn't quite sure if Flippy was ready to take that next step with moving in together. They were still newly bonded and even if it stressed Splendid out to be away from Flippy for too long, he didn't want to put any pressure on his boyfriend.

He tightened his arms a little around Flippy, making the veteran curl up against him, feeling Flippy's breath softly brush over his neck. It was comforting and satisfying to be able to hold Flippy in the protection of his arms where he could keep him safe, where he didn't have to worry about Flippy every moment the omega was out of sight. He lowered his head, nuzzling his face into those pale green strands, prepared to fall back to sleep, feeling content with how everything was settled. Until his phone began ringing again, making his eyes snap open, glowing with a red tint in his growing anger at who was currently ruining his special moment with Flippy. He was contemplating murder as the phone continued to ring, not giving up.

Frustrated, Splendid rolled to his other side, causing Flippy's arms to curl about his waist in a sleepy clingy motion, nuzzling his face against Splendid's back. The hero groaned as he reached out to snag his phone, yanking the charger out without a care, he was too pissed that someone was waking him up. Without looking at the name, he answered it and put it to his ear. "Hello?" His voice was a bit rough from sleep and the growl forming in the back of his throat, rubbing at his tired eyes in attempts to clear them.

"You're late." Splendont's voice came through from the speaker, confusing Splendid for a moment as his brain was still clouded from sleep. "Huh?" Was all the hero could reply, hearing Flippy make a sound of protest at being woke up, burying his face further against Splendid's bare back. He could feel a few shy kisses placed on his skin, trying to lure him away from the phone call.

"I told you to meet me in front of the hospital at nine. Its ten-thirty, get your ass up already. I don't have all day."

"Technically, you do, Mr. Jobless." Splendid yawned and sat up, Flippy's arms sliding down to his hips, pushing down a little on the tops of his heart pattern boxers.

"You know why I can't get a job. And someone has to protect the town while you're busy playing human." Splendont groused a little before continuing on. "So get up, get dressed and get here, I'm tired of waiting. If you're not here in thirty minutes, I'm hunting you down and it won't be pretty." With that, Splendont hung up on him, he really didn't want to fight this early in the morning, so he had to get up. He leaned down, one hand guiding Flippy's head to look up at him, giving Splendid the perfect angle to let his lips fall onto the omega's. He tilted his head to the side, pressing for a deeper kiss, moving slowly and sleepily to allow Flippy to enjoy the kiss. Eventually he had to pull away from the heaven he found on Flippy's lips, leaving Flippy to pout slightly.

"I've gotta' go, hero duty calls. I'll see if I can stop by the library with lunch today too. I'll text you if I can make it." Flippy made an incoherent mumble before rolling over and dragging the blankets over him, trying to replace Splendid's missing warmth with what remained in the blankets. Grinning a little, he pushed himself up out of bed to go through his usual morning routine, he never felt right without going through each step in order. He even left breakfast in the microwave and a note for Flippy for when he woke up, wanting to make sure his boyfriend had a proper breakfast instead of just processed donuts or any other junk food the veteran might have back at his place. Just another reason why he wanted to live with Flippy, it didn't matter which house, just as long as he got to stay with Flippy.

Making sure his eyemask was secured and tied tight, he stepped outside, the air was still reasonably cool, but it was starting to warm up as the sun made its trek up the sky. Not wanting to be further late and have Splendont crash into his home and disturb Flippy, he rushed his way towards the hospital. He wasn't surprised to see Splendont standing there out front looking irritated, he always had a scowl on his face. Splendid was starting to wonder if his twin even knew how to smile, when he landed, he couldn't help but to grin, prepared to verbally spar with his twin if it came down to it. He watched as Splendont's nostrils flared and then his eyes cast away, he could likely smell Flippy all over him since they'd been cuddled up against each other all night. It was explanation enough for his tardiness.

"Took you long enough." Splendont exhaled before continuing on. "You're going to be the distraction since you're Mr. Popular, get the nurse's attention and I'll look through her computer to find the files."

"How am I supposed to distract her?"

"Flirt with her, pose, do something, your usual showing off." Splendont waved his hand, not really knowing what made Splendid so famous, he never bothered to pay attention to his brother's antics outside the fact he often did more harm than good when he tried to save people.

"I'm covered in Flippy's scent, flirting is off the table." Splendid folded his arms, he refused to even humor the idea he'd flirt with someone else, it just made him feel a little queasy in his stomach. To hurt Flippy that way... He just couldn't do it even if the flirting wasn't in earnest.

"Well, you can't just do your usual M.O. and destroy things, I don't want tot risk the power going out or you hurting people on accident as usual." Splendont sighed out, as if dealing with Splendid was mentally taxing. Splendid on the other hand wasn't paying attention as he peered through the glass doors into the empty lobby, only the familiar nurse from before was at the desk. Cleaning from the looks of it. He knew showing off or even flirting wouldn't work with that one track mind, however, Splendid had a brilliant idea.

"I've got it, wait out here and I'll give you the signal to come in once I'm done!' Before Splendont could ask what this brilliant plan was, Splendid was already inside, leaving his twin to face the still swinging door. He would just have to trust his twin as Splendid made his way casually to the unisex bathroom, the nurse was too deep in her cleaning to really bother noticing him. Entering one of the stalls, he ripped the front of the large toilet paper compartment off to get to the industrial sized toilet paper inside. He began to unroll it into the toilet bowl, letting it turn to a goopy mush inside the pristine bowl before flushing.

Instantly, it clogged up, beginning to overflow in an alarming rate and Splendid hovered off the ground so he didn't get wet from toilet water. He rushed out, looking a bit panicked, well the best his poor acting skills could as he hurried to the desk. He put his hands on it, just to make sure he had the nurse's attention, he was received with a glare that threatened murder. "Miss, miss! The toilet is overflowing! Its a complete mess in there! Water is everywhere, the toilet paper is getting all soggy with it all over the floor!" The nurse looked horrified at his explanation and stood up immediately from her seat.Seems Splendid had judged correctly that she was paranoid about things being dirty. He was sure there was a phobia term for it but Splendid didn't really know what it was called.

Instead, he moved towards the entrance as the poor nurse ran towards the bathroom instead of doing the rational thing and calling a plumber. Pushing open the door, he motioned for Splendont to come inside. His twin hurried in and immediately took up residence in the seat the nurse had vacated. Splendid stood near the hall so he could keep watch to see if anyone would interrupt them. The red haired anti-hero was quick though, making Splendid wonder where he got his computer skills from. It made the hero realize, he barely knew anything about his twin, what the other man did in his free time or where he even slept at night. The guy never opened up, making Splendid wonder if he should try to get Splendont to sometime. Maybe over coffee when the town didn't need to be saved from one disaster to the next.

"I've got everything. Seems like the only one having these medications is Flaky. She's listed as an alpha but she takes the scent changers to be an omega. Since she was one of the victims, it couldn't have been her. But I did pull up the records of your boyfriend here..."

"If it doesn't have anything to do with the case, then I don't want to know. That's Flippy's private files and he'll tell me if he feels the need to." Splendid snapped, annoyed that Splendont had pried when he had no reason to. He didn't want his twin judging Flippy on his medical problems, Splendid knew he was taking some sort of medication. However, he supposed it was from war related reasons. He had done some research of his own into how retired veterans acted and how he should use precautions to keep from upsetting them. The last thing he wanted was to accidentally cause Flippy stress by being ignorant to his boyfriend's needs.Still, though, everyone was different and he'd have to learn through experiences with Flippy, but doing a bit of research had helped gie him a little start.

"No, not really." Splendont said, but he didn't sound too convinced, still suspicious of the new arrival. Splendid knew he was just keeping an open mind to every possibility. He supposed that was a good thing, since Splendid's judgement would be clouded by his affection and attachment towards the veteran. It was a good thing there were two of them, one picking up for the other's flaws.

"So we're at another dead end. What are we supposed to do now? Just sit and wait for another attack to happen?" Splendid raised his arms up in defeat, Splendont got up out of his chair and grabbed Splendid by the elbow and guided them outside before the nurse returned or someone caught them. This wasn't a conversation to have in the empty, echoing halls of the hospital.

"We've got nothing, no pattern, no reason to these attacks, they're all random. I tried looking at the security tapes in the super market, but nothing. They don't have a camera in the butcher's area. Whoever is doing this knows how to keep themselves hidden. They're deliberately leaving their scent as a mark to flaunt it was them. They're cocky and they're bound to slip up sometime, we just have to be patient." Splendont drummed his fingers on his arm in thought, he wasn't happy about waiting, but that's all they could do at this point.

"Yeah, well, I'm not happy about letting a murderer just roam free, anyone could be next..." He frowned, feeling restless all of a sudden, his anxiety making his sandalwood scent smell a bit bitter and rotten.

"Get your head in the game, worrying about your boyfriend isn't going to help solve this. Now, I'm going to the local drug store to see if anyone's been stealing supplies. If this person murders other, then they're likely not above stealing either." Splendid nodded, though he didn't feel any better, he needed to go see Flippy. It was a little after lunch time by now, so it would be a good reason to go and see the veteran at his job. Pulling out his phone, he texted Flippy, asking him what he wanted to eat. He slowly began to ascend up into the sky, waiting for Flippy to text him back. Usually Flippy was pretty good at responding right away, so it was odd that he was waiting. Splendid wrote it off as he was likely busy helping someone check out a book. He texted again, just a reminder to get Flippy to check his messages. Then finally, a message popped up, but it wasn't a comforting one as his stomach dropped.

heLP