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I took my little brother (autistic, mostly non verbal) out and he was using his voice keyboard to tell me something, and this little boy (maybe 4 or 5?) heard him and asked me "Is he a robot??" I tried to explain to him that no, he isn't a robot, he just communicates differently, but my darling brother was in the background max volume "I am robot I am robot I am robot I am robot"

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The Humanoid Bat

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it should be illegal for a company to be able to brick any console that you legally own I am so serious about this

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Only For You

Pairing(s): Kevin Owens/Sami Zayn

Disclaimer: First time writing Zowens, so this is pretty short. But I don't think I did too bad!

Tags: Accidental in-ring injury, fluff, established relationship, Kevin being soft.

Word Count: 759

Kevin’s heart leapt into his throat as he watched Sami hurl himself from the turnbuckle and onto the commentator’s table.

Sami looked as graceful as ever, but Kevin could see disaster about to strike. Kevin’s blood pounded in his ears and a hoarse yell remained caught in his throat—or was he screaming? He didn’t know— knowing that the distance between himself and Sami during this match wasn’t nearly enough to save Sami from bumping his head onto the hard structure of the commentator’s table with a loud and sickening thwack! that sounded like a gunshot to Kevin’s ears.

Blind panic made Kevin finally react, pushing through officials who were checking on Sami.

Years ago, he still would’ve been concerned for Sami’s well-being, of course. But this was entirely different now.

As much as Kevin still felt that passionate pull toward wrestling, the older he’s gotten and the more he’s realized that he wants to do life with Sami.. Sami’s become his entire world. Something Kevin treasures more than any title he’s ever won in his career.

He was the hothead of the pair. The one who he didn’t think much and who just reacted. That was partly what made them work so well as best friends and then eventually as romantic partners. Where Kevin was often bullheaded and impulsive, Sami was the patient bullfighter who knew how to calm him.

“Sami! Sami, are you alright?” Kevin yelled and held Sami’s face tenderly, his touch a stark contrast to his frantic tone.

Before Sami could answer, Kevin was pulled away from Sami, and he had no choice but to watch the medical team tend to his boyfriend. But he wouldn’t budge on helping them guide Sami away from the watchful crowd.

Kevin was sure he could hear a mosquito fart as the fans watched them guide Sami to the back, until the crowd erupted in shouts and applause for Sami, who thankfully had come back to enough to wave at them and give them all a thumbs up, letting them know he was at least alert.

“What did they say to you?” Kevin asked once they were left alone in the empty locker room to pack up and hit the road.

Kevin infront of Sami, who sat on the locker room bench, smiling up at his worried boyfriend and leaning into the soft feeling of Kevin’s palm on his cheek again. Kevin had tried to listen to the medics, but his pounding heart and panicked thoughts were louder.

“Uhh.. they said kisses are exactly what the doctor ordered.” Sami replied, eyes twinkling playfully and crinkling at the corners before he wound his arms around Kevin and puckered his lips.

Kevin wasn’t amused and yet he couldn’t help but lean in and give into Sami’s request, still muttering a stern but fond, ‘Sami.’ against his adorable boyfriend’s lips. Sami just smooshed their mouth together even more and playfully rolled his eyes as Kevin pulled away to pin him with a serious glare.

“…It’s just a mild concussion, babe. I’ll be fine, I just need to rest. That’s it. You’re gonna have to drive.” Came Sami’s eventual reply.

“That’s fine.” Kevin replied, only slightly relieved. Kevin could deal with a mild concussion. At least that’s what he told himself.

Still, he wouldn’t let Sami move a muscle until it was time for them to hit the road.

Hell, he wouldn’t even let Sami shower without slightly hovering like a shadow. Bless Kevin, he tried to keep his usual nonchalance, but Sami was onto him, playfully urging him to just shower with him, which, Kevin wasn’t stupid enough to pass up.

“You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?” Kevin asked, a soft self deprecating smirk on his lips as he gently scrubbed Sami’s back until Sami turned to face him under the shower spray.

Sami’s gaze wasn’t playful anymore, but contemplative instead, scanning Kevin’s features and seeing the heart-melting fondness that Kevin only reserved for him.

“A little.” Sami chuckled. “I just.. I never..” Sami said after another beat of silence that he took the opportunity to fill with a kiss to Kevin’s lips, humming softly as Kevin’s tongue slowly found his for one tender second. “I never thought you’d be so soft with me.”

For a moment, Kevin didn’t respond. His glassy eyes softened against their will as he leaned in and laid a soft kiss to Sami’s forehead, his nose—he chuckled as Sami’s nose scrunched up in response— and then his lips once again.

“…Only for you, Sami.” Kevin whispered.

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let's tussle with mama

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Andrew Cairney from Glasglow, Scotland loading all nine of The Ardblair Stones

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how it feels to stop tossing and turning and get up to piss

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I would LOVE to see Damian vs Aleister. Both have incredible aura. Both come from martial arts backgrounds??? HELL YEAH.

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I need to see BDSM haters go on rants about the evils of capsaicin

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the best death note joke format will forever be L asking light a simple question in which logical answer A might increase the likelihood of light being kira and logical answer B similarly might increase the likelihood of light being kira and after a short internal struggle light comes up with answer Y, which no human being has ever thought of as being a normal response in all of living history

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change does not come from a place of comfort

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saw this cute post and now I'm not going on reddit for the rest of the day. quit while you're ahead

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I like in avatar when they sneak into omashu and Aang is like "I'm mr Pippinpaddleopsicopolis" and the king thinks "this is obviously Aang, my old friend, who is still 12 for some weird reason" and then turns around and goes "of course, mr Pippinpaddleopsicopolis"

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Again, I don't doubt Sami's gonna Get His Moment, but it doesn't mean that every time he loses out on a shot doesn't freaking HURT, man...

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Funny thing about next Stress Toy chapter is it's the one "Say My Name" spawned from lol

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the whole "lipstick on a pig" thing makes no sense because the second we gave a pig access to makeup she became god's cuntiest soldier