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I Can See You ❆ Spencer Reid
☃︎SUMMARY: spencer and another BAU member spend all day sneaking around and teasing each other, how do they get through Rossi's party at the end of the day?
☃︎WARNINGS: smut MDNI, piv, public teasing, secret relationship, reader is shorter than spencer, needy!Spencer, voyuerism, alcohol
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But what would you do if I went to touch you now?
There was nothing you could’ve pictured being more boring than paperwork at the BAU. Filling out paperwork paper was boring and mundane and repetitive and you absolutely hated it. There was no good part about it, and paperwork days were your least favorite part of your job.
Until you were dragged into a meeting run by HR. They were droning on and on about healthy relationships in the workplace, and you were tired of hearing about it. You had caught on to the fact that Penelope and Derek’s interesting relationship had been the cause of this meeting and you were growing agitated with Derek’s humorous reaction to the presentation, especially when you were bored out of your mind.
So, naturally, you needed to entertain yourself. And what better way to do that than by engaging in your own healthy relationship?
Spencer flinched when your hand landed on his thigh. Nothing too risque yet, simply resting right about his knee. He was surprised at the contact, but also how open you were about touching him. Your relationship was a secret, no one in the BAU could confirm it, even if they had their suspicions.
You felt brave, being as you were sat in the back, hidden from the eyes of the HR team, and Derek and Penelope. As they were the reason for the meeting, they’d been forced to sit up front. You loved the secrecy, almost too much.
Spencer was calm, at first. He also recognized he was safe in the back, so your contact did not really matter. At first. When your hand started making its way up his thigh, he began to stress out. Your light touches tickled him under his pants, and the effects were going right to his cock. He could feel himself beginning to get hard.
“Y/N,” he whispered as a warning, willing you to stop. It was cute, the way he lost all ability to form coherent sentences as soon as you began making moves on him. You let out a giggle, not turning to meet his eye. Your movements only stopped for a second before you changed to lightly drawing figure-8s along the expanse of his thigh.
What would you do if they never found us out?
A groan got caught at the base of Spencer’s throat at this change, and he dropped his head to your shoulder to keep it from coming out. This had you smiling again, opting to keep a solid grip on his thigh. Spencer let out a breath of relief when you stopped. He readjusted himself in his seat when he sat back, trying to hide his growing boner.
“Thank you for listening, remember, keep all work communication appropriate and friendly.” One of the speakers dismissed everyone, keeping a watchful eye on Morgan and Garcia as they prepared to leave.
“Come with me,” You whispered to Spencer, pulling him by his hand. He didn’t have room to disagree as you pulled him into a secluded hallway. Spencer was speechless as you pressed him against the wall. Your hands moved from his chest to his waist, pulling yourself up to pepper his neck with kisses.
“Y/N,” he whined, “we’re working.” You pulled away, looking up at him with wide eyes, “Technically, we’re off the clock.” You smirked at him as he rolled his eyes. He looked so pretty like this. His hair was shorter than you’d ever seen it, but tousled from him running his hands through it during the meeting. His cheeks were a gorgeous shade of pink, one that you were sure matched the tip of his dick, and you were willing to find out. His pupils were blown with lust as his eyes bored into yours.
He couldn’t disagree with your technicality. The meeting ran a bit long and your time technically ended about five minutes ago, but staying late at the BAU was something you were used to. “So,” Spencer dragged out, “let’s go home and do this.” You shook your head at his proposal, “Can’t, gotta go to dinner at Rossi’s tonight,” you reminded him, launching to kiss on his neck again.
“We can make time,” he promised, wiggling out of your grip. Dinners with the team were fun, but all you wanted right now was Spencer. You sighed, following him out to the bullpen, gathering your things, and heading to Spencer’s to get ready.
Unfortunately, you weren’t able to make time. Penelope was calling as soon as you walked through the door, wanting to be on the phone while you got ready. It took a lot of convincing to let her just call as she wanted to video chat. She would recognize Spencer’s home with a small glance, so you spent the call telling her it wasn’t working. You weren’t sure if you convinced her, but she dropped the topic.
What would you do if we never made a sound?
You drove to the party early, reducing suspicions by allowing Penelope and Morgan to pick Spencer up. As much as you wanted to tease him on the drive, this was better for your secret relationship.
The party was fun, if a little loud. Everyone ate together, exchanging stories and cracking jokes. You sat between JJ and Spencer during dinner, and you managed to keep your hands to yourself. Rossi’s cooking was always amazing, and Penelope’s desserts were even better. Alcohol flowed as you all began planning for the upcoming FBI Christmas party.
“I’m going to get a glass of water,” you rose from your seat, making your way to the kitchen. You reached up to grab a glass, not even reaching on tippy toes. Damn Rossi’s huge house, you thought. You jumped when a familiar hand rested on your hip. You recognized Spencer’s hand as it reached up, grabbing the glass for you.
“Thank you,” you smiled at him as he handed it to you. He smiled in return, reaching to grab one for himself. You each filled up your glass, but neither of you moved from the kitchen. You were drawn together and too encompassed by each other’s presence to worry about the rest of the team outside. You shared flirty glances over your glasses as you sipped on them.
Spencer was the first to speak. He let out a frustrated groan, before asking, “Why do you do this to me?” You laughed at his question, “Do what?” You hid behind your glass again, growing shy under his loving gaze. “Tease me!” He exclaimed, resting his glass on the counter behind him. He took two large paces towards you as you spoke, “I’m just standing here!”
This time, it was he who held you by your waist, pressing hard kisses to your neck. “Spence, this isn’t very professional,” You scolded, despite leaning your head back to give him more access. “I don’t care,” He demanded, before sucking a mark into the top of your shoulder.
“The team is right outside,” Your words were discouraging, but the way your free hand came up to the back of his head was the opposite. “Be quiet then,” He demanded, pressing himself closer to you. You moaned when you felt his hardened dick press against you. He pulled away briefly, to take your glass out of your hand and rest it on the counter behind you. He quickly resumed his previous position.
His hands were everywhere. They started on your hips, before moving to your ass and squeezing. One moved up, massaging your breast, while the other moved down to rub along your thigh. “Spencer,” you moaned, knowing you needed to end this before someone came looking for you guys. Your hands moved to his chest, lightly pushing him away.
“We can’t do this here,” You mumbled, reaching down to straighten out your dress. You refused to meet his eye, not wanting to let him know how turned-on you were. Your eyes darted around Rossi’s house, landing on the door to the bathroom at the end of the hall. You turned your head to look at Spencer, who was in the process of tucking his hard-on in the waistband of his jeans.
“What?” he asked, noticing the mischievous look in your eye. You didn’t answer, simply grabbing him by his hand and making your way to the bathroom. If Spencer was a different man, he would probably complain about the way you’ve been manhandling him today, pulling him around like some kind of ragdoll. But, he wasn’t, and the only thing he had to complain about was how his dick has been leaking precum all day.
Once the door to the bathroom was closed, you two quickly resumed your previous actions. It did not take long for your dress to be bunched up around your waist and Spencer’s dress pants to be pushed down to his hands. With all of the teasing today, as much as you wanted to take him in your mouth first, you needed him inside of you and you needed him to last for a while.
He was pumping steady thrusts into you from behind, keeping one hand resting at your chin, with his pointer and middle finger shoved in your mouth, keeping you quiet. His head was pressed against your shoulder. You could occasionally feel him bite down on your flesh as he was trying to keep quiet.
The height difference between you two made this angle feel heavenly, his cock hitting just the right place inside of you. It didn’t take too long for either of you to reach your high. You came first, biting down his fingers. The pleasurable pain of your bite and the way you squeezed him as you came had him coming right after, with a hard bite to your shoulder.
He kept himself inside of you, both of you trying to catch your breath. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth, wiping them on his boxers. You took this time to analyze him in the mirror, still shocked that you got Dr. Spencer Reid to fuck you in your boss’ bathroom.
Spencer pulled out, using toilet paper to clean your juices off of him, before pulling his pants up and putting on his belt. He ran his hands through his hair, neatening it as best he could. He, then, moved to you, helping you slide your underwear up your legs and putting your dress back into place. You leaned back against him, and he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.
“You okay?” He asked. You nodded, turning around to pull him into a gentle hug. “Can we go home or is that rude?” You asked, burying your head in his chest. He smiled, wondering if you wanted to leave for round two, or if you wanted to climb into bed and go to sleep for the night. Either way, he was all for it.
After double-checking that you two both looked presentable, he went back to the yard, made up a lie about you being drunk and going to make sure you made it home okay, and you were on your way to his home in no time.
Luckily for you guys, everyone else was too intoxicated to see the purple bruises beginning to form on your necks.
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Somthing I love about Hetalia is we all just accept anything he gives us. Like he just randomly decides that in the MAIN manga he’s just going to start doing a mafia AU out of nowhere with no transition or announcements that it will be driving away from the main “plot” for a bit plot is in quotes because we all lost the plot long ago. Then he invented a card game to go with it and we are just all like “yes understandable more please” I simply cannot imagine joining this fandom in todays age I would be so confused what the show even is lmao. Like “Yes they are countries. But sometimes they are high schoolers, sometimes they are just like guys hanging out, Santa is real and one of them is Santa but he’s also a country and also not Santa only sometimes, sometimes they are in the mafia playing a card game about themselves and the rules are kind of hunger games-ish where they are playing to move up in power with the other districts and it’s implied better districts have access to better things but they are still countries just also leaders of gangs but the gangs are the country, One of themselves has a best friend who is an alien, and just so you know animals can talk but not all animals and they can only talk to the countries who own them and other animals. Mythical creatures are real and only some countries can see them like Americas pet unicorn that he cannot see and England friend flying mint bunny that only he can see & Norway has head set that only trolls can call him on, sometimes they are all gender swapped and all of the gender swapped versions have their own personality and human name, oh right human names! They all have 2 names the county name and human name and if you don’t learn them quick you won’t have any idea what half of us are talking about, don’t even get me started on 2!p it’s them but slightly edgier and yes they all have their own separate names that you should at least learn the main 8s version of, other times they are all cat- why did you cut me off? What do you mean you are confused? What’s not clicking? Hua fine let me start over. It all starts with the tomato box fairy and Mr. stick…..Hey! Where you going? Come back I haven't even told you how some of them are related, but also not really, but also yes they totally are!"
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You’re getting into a very dangerous cycle that I think we all can tell is spiraling out of control. Ik this probably just started as some horny fun. A stuffing here and there. Just a few pounds to feel some chub on your body. Maybe 30 minutes a day on tumblr fantasizing about being bigger. But we can all see now its much more then that. You aren’t just chubby anymore you’re fat. You can’t just wear a baggy sweater anymore to cover your belly or put on some loose sweatpants. Nothings loose anymore not even your newer fat girl clothes. You don’t just stuff yourself occasionally anymore it’s now a daily ritual to go to bed with a completely tight and taunt stuffed gut. It’s not just a few minutes on tumblr anymore it’s hours and hours. It’s not just a little horny fun anymore it’s your lifestyle. It’s clearly always on your mind. You’re clearly losing the fight to have any self control and the more your losing it the more your pig brain is wanting to give in.
You’re so right. This started off so innocently a few years ago. I thought I’d just stuff myself every once in a while and enjoy the little bit of weight I had accidentally put on in college. But I started posting online and the attention and praise felt so good it made me want to gain, just a little. I planned to indulge until I hit the “overweight” mark, not even 10 pounds, then stop. I didn’t want to outgrow my clothes, just fill them out a little more.
I became overweight fast, but I wasn’t satisfied. I had just started grad school and not living with my parents anymore made it so easy to eat everything I wanted to, and there was an ice cream shop just down the street. I had been wearing a size 6 but by the time I finally admitted I needed bigger clothes, I had blown right past 8s and needed a size 10. I was so embarrassed, but by then I knew how good it feels to grow. I was fucked.
For a while I would set limits often: “I’ll stop at 160.” “Okay 165, but I DEFINITELY can’t get to 170; that would make me obese!” “…fuck, I’m obese. Just barely though, I can’t let this get any worse…”
I’m not that naïve anymore. I’ve stopped resisting. I know I’m getting fatter. I don’t just want to grow, I HAVE to.
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okay i beat side order for real this time :3 rainbow infinity... autistics (me) are winning
my tips and strategy under the read more (now with more chip tips since i posted this the day before):
Low Hacks 8's Palette
Hacks (x3): 3 Lives total, Armor recovery 10 seconds, Risky Rewards (18 chips)
Strategy: Focus on splash damage, splash radius, explosions, knockback, bombs, ect.
General tips:
Hard and rigorous levels are hard and rigorous. I died on a hard level my first time running 8s palette like a week or so ago and it was... humbling.
ALWAYS have an escape route. Ink the walls. Stay AWAY from corners. The walls of the level are okay but do NOT back yourself into a corner.
Get a bomb you WILL USE. My preferred bomb in the tower is burst bomb (takes little ink, good for inking right away), so I got that from a vending machine.
Splashdown special is good for both taking out enemies quickly and knocking enemies back. I recommend keeping it for the strat I used, unless using it is like your worst nightmare. Don't hinder yourself if that's the case, but it does work extremely well with this strategy.
Don't be afraid to run away from a hoard. Ink with tap shots if you must just to give yourself some ground, but don't be afraid to just book it.
While in the level, stay on the move. Don't take risks; take your time to do it safe and cautiously.
Keep an eye on your membux. It's 100 to skip 1-9, 500 to skip 11-19, 1000 to skip 21-29. I don't recommend skipping early levels unless the chips offered are bad.
Unless a chip you're hunting for/need for your run shows up, take the vending machine floors, even if you don't plan to buy anything.
Don't be afraid to give up and start over if the chips you've got from 1-9 aren't preferable to progress with.
Chip tips:
Knockback (purple chip) and Explosion Knockback (purple chip) are VERY HELPFUL. You want to keep enemies AWAY from you. Just one of either will be enough, two of either won't hurt but palette space is limited and you'll want other chips.
Working together with knockback, Lucky Bomb Drop (green) is also extremely helpful. Just one helped me a lot. Two was definitely worth it. I'd almost say this chip is required.
Working together with knockback and lucky bomb drop, Splash Radius (orange chip) affects bombs and popped portals. Try and get at least one, it'll help you with Smollusk.
Sticky Ink (purple chip)/Poison Ink (red chip) are both very good. One of each is good, but I don't recommend stocking up on them, unless you're having trouble hunting damage chips down. Stock up on whatever sticky and poison you can in that case.
For 8s palette, Main Damage (Close) (red chip) is much better than Main Damage (Distant) (red chip). I completely skipped the latter and did just fine with 3 main damage (close).
Try to get at least one Main Firing Speed (red chip), it'll save you a little bit of a headache and help damage enemies faster and ink turf faster. If you grab more than one, try to get any of the ink saver or ink recovery chips (purple chips)
Splash Damage (red chip) would have been helpful for me since I was focused on explosions for my run, but I didn't actually ever get any. However, if you're doing my strat, it definitely wouldn't hurt to nab a few of this chip.
Just one Main Ink Coverage (orange chip) will help you a lot, assuming you've got sticky/poison ink.
Give Pearl the Drone Splat Bomb (teal chip) so she can actually help you instead of floating around doing nothing. Don't worry about any other drone chips. Upgrading her bomb at least once won't hurt you, but it's not preferable.
Other chips that won't hurt you if you can't find the above chips:
Ink Damage (red chip) - actually not preferable for 8s palette, since it takes a large amount of them to actually show results. however, if it's the only damage chip you can find, get it
Special Charge Up (orange chip) - never hurts to stock up if you can't find damage chips
Hindrance Damage (orange chip) - if you've got more sticky ink and poison ink than other damage chips, this one will help you the most
Disc Piece Drop (green chip) - worth it to nab at least one
Canned Special Drop (green chip) - also worth it to nab at least one
Armor Drop (green chip) - definitely won't hurt to grab one if you need it
Splat Ink Recovery (purple chip) - always worth it
Ink Saver (Main) (purple chip) - extremely good for balancing against how fast your ink goes if you've got more than one main firing speed chip
Ink Saver (Sub) (purple chip) - SUPER HELPFUL if you're focusing on bombs
Ink-Recovery Rate - untold amounts of helpful
Mobile Ink Recovery (blue chip) - not preferable, but useful for a not so preferable run
Mobile Special Charge (blue chip) - same as above. this one doesn't hurt either
Squid Attack (blue chip) - only recommended if you're good at performing squid rolls
Main Piercing (orange chip) - not preferable, but useful
Ink Attack Size (orange chip) - not preferable, but useful
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Centuries Overdue
Summary:
Long ago, an evil Darkness spread across Europe, claiming the lives of many in the magic community. Trained by Plagg himself, Adrien made it his mission to stop the Darkness before it snuffed out the lives of more Mages and Talents, as it did to his own parents. Though he seemed to succeed in his mission, the pages of his old journals tell a different tale.
In the modern world, Marinette is a fashion student, working at a small library for the summer to earn extra credit. She’s never believed in magic before, but when she finds the old Agreste journals in her library, her beliefs about reality begin to crumble. Determined to find the truth, both about magic and the unsolved death of one Adrien Agreste, Marinette begins on a journey that will eventually lead her deep into the city’s catacombs, where an ancient force sleeps, but is ready to awaken once more…
Read chapter 1 on AO3 or below! I hope you enjoy 💕
Excerpt from the eighth journal of Adrien Agreste, written at Sassolungo Castle in Italy, on the first of November 1809.
There are times when I think myself unfit to be called a Traveler, much less an Adventurer, for my Heart longs for the feeling of Home above all these foreign cliffs and castles. Still, at times like this I am reminded of how necessary my Travels are and why I must continue them.
At first, my only desire was to honor my Parents. That was the Feeling, the unabating Urge, which drove me to the treacherous Forests of the Harz Mountains, to the Supljara Cave, and to even the farthest reaches of Europe, but with Time’s passing a new Desire grows within me.
There is something wild growing in the Darkness; when I close my Eyes I can feel it growing. It is a most disturbing Feeling, and one I am not alone in noticing. The Mages of Tikki and Plagg have felt it also, and have noted its Growth. It cares not for the Moon, nor the Stars, nor the Sun, but its Presence continues to spread unchecked at all times.
I fear if we do not find its cause ere the spring festivals’ start, it will prove too powerful to be Destroyed, and so I have made it my business to uncover its Secrets. This Darkening is surely a sign of a stronger, more sinister Magic, and I fear that there are things darker and still more guileful to come of it. I must make all Haste to prevent its growth, which is why I must journey to the edges of Light, to the place where my parents died…
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It was Marinette’s first day at work.
The small library was much bigger than Marinette had expected, or at least it felt that way. In half an hour’s worth of shelf reading, she’d only gotten through four shelves, not nearly as many as she’d hoped to check. She had decided to blame it on the call numbers; the way they were printed on the books varied depending on when they had been added to the collection, and she was finding that made older ones difficult to read. Those numbers, written in fading black ink directly on the books’ covers, were the hardest to make out, and she’d wasted several minutes trying to tell 8s and 6s apart.
But it was almost time for her lunch break, so Marinette jotted down her progress on the chart the head librarian had given her and returned to the circulation desk, where an old man was insisting that the new computers did not work, or if they did, they were far too confusing for an eighty-year-old to understand.
“I’m just trying to log into my email account, but I can’t even find the right button to turn the thing on,” the man said, tapping his cane on the floor emphatically.
“I can help with that!” Marinette folded her paper and set it down. “If you’ll just lead me to the computer you were using, I can get you signed in, no problem!”
The other library intern, whose lunch break came just before Marinette’s, smiled gratefully at her. She grinned back. Some people didn’t like this part of the job, but to Marinette it didn’t seem so bad. Then again, it was only her first day as an intern.
“Oh, thank you!” The man seemed very relieved, and he slowly began making his way over to the computers. He lowered himself into the third chair from the left with a heavy sigh. “I’ve already tried jiggling the mouse, but I don’t know if it’s even connected, because nothing’s happening.”
Marinette frowned and glanced at the monitor. The power button was hidden at the back of the screen, so she carefully turned the monitor around to check. As she thought, the button wasn’t glowing. She pressed it once and waited for it to turn green, and within seconds, the monitor was displaying its login screen.
“There you go, sir. Log in as a guest and let me know if you have problems getting to your email. Okay?”
The man smiled and clapped his hands together, knocking over his wooden cane. “Thank yo— oh! Thank you again, miss,” he laughed as Marinette picked up the cane and handed it to him. “Don’t know why they’re hiding the important buttons behind the screen these days. Made me look like a fool, didn’t it?”
Marinette smiled. “It just takes a while to get used to. And don’t worry, I was happy to help!”
The old man waved as Marinette turned to walk back to the desk.
That wasn’t so bad, she thought cheerfully. At least I’m doing some things right at this job.
Marinette Dupain-Cheng was not a librarian, nor did she have any intention of becoming one. But it was summer break, and she wanted to get a head start on internship credits for university. All the fashion houses in Paris had already chosen interns; luckily, it didn’t matter where the internship was as long as it provided some of the same skills working at a fashion house would, which this position did. It wasn’t even hard to get, since most people looking to work at a library applied to the François-Mitterrand Library, ignoring this smaller location, which was a mere municipal library not part of the BnF. The position paid decently well, and it guaranteed Marinette the extra credit she needed to give her a boost at university.
I already have a robust resume anyway, she had told herself when she’d been debating whether to apply to the little Bourgeois Library or not. Being Jagged Stone’s favorite costume and album designer has to count for something! And my designs have been featured in Style Queen a few times, too. Next year, I can have my pick of Paris’ fashion houses to work at.
It was time for Marinette’s lunch break, so she clocked out and grabbed the lunch her mother had packed. Normally, she would have gone somewhere else to make the most of her break, but she wanted to explore the library a bit more. There were lots of rooms on both levels of the renovated building, and she wanted to be able to guide patrons to the right section of books when they asked without getting lost.
With this in mind, Marinette finished her reheated croque monsieur and ventured off to explore. There were still forty minutes left of her break according to the new watch on her wrist — plenty of time to acquaint herself with the building.
The children’s area was downstairs, a colorful section full of picture books, games, movies, audiobooks, and bright-colored bean bag chairs. It wasn’t as full as it usually was, the children’s librarian said, but on weekends especially there were dozens of children and parents at a time filling the area.
On the far side of the basement was the young adult area. It hadn’t been renovated along with the rest of the building, and the gray shelves of books, old video games, DVDs, and three comic books looked unappealing to Marinette, and apparently to the rest of the young adult population, as there was only one person in the area. They sat in the lone, wooden chair by the poster advertising the youth group’s fall meeting schedule, looking at something on their laptop.
Marinette squinted as she made out the lone tuft of white hair on top of the visitor’s head. At least they’re young at heart, she thought with a shrug.
Back upstairs, there were three big rooms and one smaller one, with a central area where the laptop and computer desks sat, as well as the circulation desk, several sofas, and wood tables with cushioned chairs. Then, the three larger connected rooms — the North room held the nonfiction area, the West held fiction, and the East room had everything from large print to a kindle station to an open dictionary.
The last room Marinette visited was the smallest. It had a red carpet, large south-facing windows, a wooden globe atop a low shelf of foreign-language books, and a small, one-sided shelf of old, leather books facing the sun. On the other side of the shelf, there was a lone, wooden table in front of one red velvet chair.
Marinette walked around the room, gave the globe a couple spins, and stood by the central shelf to examine the books. A golden metal sign on it read that these were part of a special collection, and were not able to be checked out, although anyone could read them while within the library. They’d been donated by the Bourgeois family at the start of the library’s usage, and had remained there ever since.
But there weren’t any more librarians in the Bourgeois family; they had moved on to politics halfway through the last century and hadn’t looked back. Marinette supposed they were happy being richer, but a single library donation in the 1800s wasn’t enough charity work to persuade her to vote for Mayor Bourgeois in the upcoming election.
Marinette looked closer at the collection of books. Was it just her, or did it look like the old books were rusting? Small piles of red dust sat at the edges of the shelves, and the spines of many of the books were cracked, allowing her to see the threads that were binding them together.
She gingerly picked a book off the shelf, noting the cloud of dust it created; the way the spine threatened to crack in two at her touch; the brittle, yellow pages; and, with a look of disgust, the way it seemed to instantly suck all the moisture from her skin.
She immediately put the book back. Her hands were now covered in red dust from the cover.
Marinette rubbed her fingertips together, trying to get the dust off, but it seemed to have sunk deep into the lines of her skin.
Wonderful.
Marinette headed to the bathroom and washed her hands (and then washed them again when the dust didn’t come off the first time). Her break was almost over, anyway, so she might as well head back to the desk. Before she did, she stopped in the South room one more time, looking for the name of the book’s publisher so she could know who was responsible for her mishap.
The Journals of Adrien Agreste, vol. 3, read the half-attached spine of the book, which apparently had no publisher and was more of a diary than anything else.
Well, who would put that in a library? Marinette wondered. No wonder you can’t check it out. The first thing anyone would do with it after they left the building would be toss it in the trash just to spare future patrons.
And she walked back to the desk, taking long, confident strides and silently cursing this Adrien person for writing in books that would fall apart so easily. She wouldn’t be returning to that room anytime soon.
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Excerpt from the eighth journal of Adrien Agreste, written in Munich, Bavaria, on the fourth of November 1809.
Being an Orphan is less tragic than one might expect. It puts me in good company, and it guarantees a kind of Sympathy from most people I meet. Emphasizing the sorrowful Look of a young Orphan helped me secure many a meal when I was younger and traveling, often Alone, back to Plagg’s cave after my parents’ death. Nevertheless, when I am by myself, I am struck by the Guilt and Sorrow I felt on the day I lost them… Some wounds take too long to heal.
Since to the best of my Memory I have never written about the Disaster before in these journals, I suppose I should put it here. It wouldn’t do to let it be forgotten, after all, and it may aid me in recalling the Dangers of Blå Jungfrun, the destination of this journey.
My mother’s Spirit was more adventurous than my father’s; the voyage to Blå Jungfrun was her Idea. There used to be a circle of Mages on the island, but an inhospitable Darkness drove them out. My mother wanted to see if, since much Time had passed since then, the island was safe once more, and she planned to do this using her Talent. My father was against the idea at first, arguing that neither of them had the ability to use Magic, only to detect and defend it through their Talents.
At that time, it was unknown to me that I had a Mage’s Gift, not the simpler Talent my parents had. They were afraid of the dangers Mages face, and tried to spare me from Harm by holding the knowledge of my magic back from me. Untrained as I was, I could not even sense Magic, and I was completely dependent on my parents to sniff out Curses and other Evils for me. My father mentioned this, too, but my mother was unswayed.
To her sensible mind, the Talents of my parents were more than enough to protect themselves and me from lurking Dangers. And no-one had visited Blå Jungfrun in nearly a century. Whatever Darkness once lived there, it had nothing to sustain it. Surely, it must be dead, she told my father.
Wanting to please his wife, and trusting in her own trust, he agreed to take me to Blå Jungfrun, island of the Blue Maiden.
The journey through Sweden was pleasant from what I remember. There are two groups of Mages in the South of that country, Ravlunda’s group being the largest. I plan to stop there on my own journey, which I pray will not be as ill-fated as my parents’ was.
Departing for Blå Jungfrun from Oskarshamn, my parents took a small boat, protected by Charms given to them by the Mages of Ravlunda. I went with them, and my clothes were similarly protected by Charms for extra safety, while my parents did not wear charms on theirs. There was one Mage from Oskarshamn who came with us, and she had the foresight to wear already-charmed clothing. That is how she and I escaped from the Dark Island.
The Island itself is nothing special. There are trees and rocks covering a large hill, which is otherwise barren. The locals have long feared that place, and call it the Mountain of Witches. They are not far off, except in time, since the Mages have long abandoned it.
The Ocean’s strange waves had floated the Boat a little way from the Shore; since there was no dock to tie our boat to, this had been expected. My parents and the Mage waded out to the boat where I still was, having spent less than five minutes on Shore, and that is when the Darkness struck.
It had sensed our Presence, and gathered into a Storm, fully visible even to me, and too powerful to be banished by the Mage. It was all she could do to keep the boat, and me in it, afloat as it threatened to capsize and was pulled still further out. By now my parents had to swim, their feet unable to touch ground under the water, and the Mage as well. I was frightened and did not know what to do, though I strove with all my might to row the boat back to my parents, and all the while the Darkness was growing until at last a Tendril reached out from the storm and dragged my mother fully under the waves.
My father dove in after her, thinking to save her, as the Mage climbed into the boat and cast a protective Spell just strong enough to create a sphere of safety in the Storm. We searched and searched as the Storm raged on, hoping to find my parents resurfaced, or to see their forms in the water and haul them into the Boat. But they were forever lost to the Darkness. We never found them, and for our own safety, the Mage determined that we must head away from the Island, which was the only place the Darkness seemed to draw power from.
I went back to Plagg’s cave, which is hidden in the Harz mountains, and stayed with the Mages there until I was old enough to take up my parents’ mission and travel again, recording the Darkness, keeping peace between Mages as their countries went to war again and again, and eventually learning of the Magic that was hidden inside me.
I have been lucky enough to take lessons from Plagg himself during his visits to the Cave, however impossible to understand and often of little help to a peaceful traveler like myself said Lessons are.
But now, if the Darkness is spreading, then I will need all the spells he taught me and more.
As I set out to the Blue Maiden, I plan for my journey to be a slow one. This is only in part due to the Ocean not being safe during winter. I will stay in Bavaria for a while and take lessons from the Mages of Mullo. Then I will move on to Leipzig and Berlin, should the fighting (for there is always War now) allow it, and finally to Świnoujście and from there to Sweden. Along the way, I hope to gather a small group of stout-hearted Mages to aid me in my Fight.
I must take the Time to carefully prepare to face whatever twisted Mage is at the heart of this Darkness, for I grow ever surer that there is one. Darkness does not move on its own, but it relies on Servants to work for it.
Let those Servants beware, for if I find them, I will not show them Mercy.
Author’s note: This is the first chapter of my fic for the @mlbigbang!! There are eight chapters total and I’ll be updating weekly, on Thursdays. I’d like to thank all the mods for helping this event go smoothly, my three beta readers (Angel, Helios, and my sister @poorschilpad) for keeping me on track, and my two amazing artists, @acise and @nireu-art for their crazy cool work. You guys are the best! 💕
#ml fanfic#rosie-b writing#miraculous ladybug#ml au#centuries overdue#i do recommend viewing it on ao3 because i used a super cool work skin so it looks superior to this version
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Edges Until My Next Orgasm: 13.578
Original Total: 13.506 | Orgasms since I started edging: 11 | Edges Added: 112
Edges Completed: 1.974
Edges To Be Completed With My Tongue Out: 1/4
Why?
What Now?
Update:
I said I'll keep doing the leftover pushes, but doing something for x amount of seconds is requiring a certain amount of concentration and idk calm? I recently haven't quite been in the headspace for. So I'll put all relevant links into this pinned post so I can easily come back to it if/when I want but it's easier for me to just focus on doing the edges right now.
New Rules:
If I let a real man cum in my cunt I get to knock off 25 edges
Every time I show someone my tits I get to take off 5 edges
Every time I show someone my cunt I get to knock off 10 edges
Every time I send someone a pic pinching/pulling my nipples I get to take off 15 edges
Every time I send someone a pic fingering my pussy I get to knock off 20 edges
Every orgasm I have before I completed all my edges adds 5 edges +1 per additional orgasm to my total of edges. (E.g., I orgasm, it’s already happened 10x, 5+10 = 15 edges added to the total.)
Edging-Unrelated (Preliminary) Rules Post:
If you have more ideas for new rules like that, feel free to send me an ask!
Submissions are open! Send me stuff to edge to! Nothing illegal/no scat!
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(bruhstation) hey neil! thank you very much for supporting fortezza bigg city so far :] I really appreciate the thought you've put into analyzing bits of my silly little AU, and I've also gained a huge appreciation for your own works as well. it's so clear you've put a lot of thought and research into your AU and it really blew my mind because everything is so meticulously thought out!!! and I'm looking forward to more!!! here's a quick sketch of your gal zaffre! once again thanks :3 (also you're inspiring me to make my own z-stacks oc! haha)
OHHH MY GOD LOOK AT HER MY BABY GIRL MY SWEET CHEESE SHE LOOKS AMAZING AHHH YOUR ART IS SO GOOD I LOVE YOUR FORM AND VOLUME AND HOW YOU DO YOUR LINE WEIGHT WITH THE OPACITY AND LINE DYNAMICS your handle on anatomy and rendering is really interesting to me, reading you work in Fire Alpaca with a mouse is mind boggling to me, i remember when I was doing the same years and years ago and the skill you show is really fascinating and i am jealous, the way your art is put together is scratching my brain. i have been doing art studies of it and trying to dissect it, it'd have such a interesting feel for animation, you have a wonderful style for breaking down into a limited animation style with a emphasis on dynamics with animation in a 8s, 6s, and 4s with 2s detailing and a hard tweening style [<- just professional animator things lol] The way you render shadow and lighting is also ough. This Zaffre is genuinely so wonderful, new desk top background moments. I love her gesture and expression here, it really captures her as a character! Also the way you draw hands, augh, just augh I wish.
You, my friend, are a fabulous illustrator!
And oh my god your AU is scratching my brain in ways I didn't think possible! I know so little yet there is so much there. When I genuinely say that it is affecting me as much as if not more that @askthefamous8 that is the highest compliment I can muster [that AU has been one of my special interests since 2015,]. I am legit making a post it note wall over FBC just like ATF8 had when I was in middle/high school
You have the most loyal human AU fan on your team now, I genuinely smile thinking about Fortezza Bigg City all day long, my friends and partner are getting annoyed to death from me ranting. sorry dear if you are reading this: I know you hate tugs
Also thank you! I really love doing in depth research, its the autism at work. I am a proud vehicle autistic. I've said it before but working on a ship for a summer just to know the mechanics of how actual sailing works is probably the most unhinged thing I can say I've done for accuracy sake. Loved my Captain and fellow crew, very sad I got sick and had to leave. Honestly would love to be a sailor if my heath wasn't bungled up and I wasn't like $200k of debt in animation college.
My humanoid vehicle AU's are partially based on my sadly never going to be picked up pitch bible for a science fiction based historical vehicle show [my fatal flaw is niche interests] And it literally makes my day to sit down and work on the most expansive and historically researched BS on earth, my AU is both a lovely love letter to TUGS as the show it is and a Love Letter to what TUGS wanted to be! At the end of the day TUGS wanted to be it's days Steven Universe or MASH [something I am gonna elaborate in another format later] but unfortunately it just didn't have the right ingredients. Its the Same as the TUGS musical I'm working on, it's a love letter to what TUGS both is and was supposed to be along with being a love letter to the characters themselves
Also:
Join the Z-Stacks OC League, we have cool hats and crime
#the fire burns#bruh station#others art#asks#this is tugs#z stacks#zaffre#fortezza bigg city#I am a little unhinged i am sorry
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i mean,,,, all of the ancestors went by 8-letter titles. Sufferer/Signless, Dolorosa, Summoner, Condesce, Dualscar, Mindfang, Darkleer, Handmaid,,,,,, idk maybe i'm just being stupid
no im saying there was this fan theory (that was probably a joke) that since we only got mindfangs journals, we know the signless had two different titles in life, and the condesce's full title is Her Imperious Condescension, that the others had multiple titles that arent constricted by letter and mindfang just called them all the 8 lettered ones because she likes 8s. its so fucking stupid. but its so funny to me. so im choosing to believe it bc homestuck ended 8 years ago this april
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Okay this is my last one and you don’t have to do any of them btw. Kidding prompt: “ kiss me, i’m miserable. “ + grumpy!Poe
Grumpy Poe is something so personal.
Pairing: Poe Dameron x reader
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Poe’s curses could be heard even from the far corner where the door to the tarmac is. His boots are sticking from the belly of his X-Wing and BB-8 serves as both a lantern and a welder, sending sparks all around them but, apparently, not achieving that much.
“I heard your ship was damaged.” You call as you approach them, interrupting the next string of kriff’s and shit’s.
Poe grunts when sparks fly from under the ship again, following an apologetic beep from the droid. “Yes it was, and looks like no one is able to fix one damn thing about it.” You wince at his tone. Even if not directed to you, you can hear how angry he is at everything right now: at his ship, at the mechanics, at his lack of knowledge about how to fix whatever it is that has Black One in such a bad shape.
“How long have you been down there?” BB is the one who answers after Poe conveniently claims he didn’t hear your question. “You need to sleep, Poe. It’s late already.”
“I need to finish this, sweetheart, or else another one of those mechanics is going to try and break everything again.” His stubbornness makes you roll your eyes and kick softly at his feet with a whine of his name. “It’s like they don’t want to do his job, I swear! They didn’t want to help, they couldn’t even look at it properly, and now I’m left doing everything on my own while they are sleeping-”
“Poe, not even you can fix it now. It’s late, you’re tired, you need to sleep too.” You tried reasoning, but his ranting went on and on about how no one was able to fix his ship. It had happened before when “no one was listening to his plan” a couple of weeks ago, and about three weeks before that, when the droid mechanics were “tweaking BB-8s memory”. None of that was true, the only thing that was true, was how exhausted Poe’s head was.
It’s not that he was being mean, or wanted to blame things on people, he was just tired. Of war, of fighting, of everything that came with it, Poe could only handle so much and he was about to reach his breaking point, seeing every little bad thing as a fight he needed to win.
You pulled the board he was laying on towards yourself, forcing him to stop both his ramblings and his work, looking at you with a surprised stare, his face tinted with oil and grease from how long he was there. You cleaned with your sleeve as much of his face as you could, but a shower was more than necessary for both his dirty body and his tired muscles, the soothing motion of your fingers made him get lost on you as your eyes found each other for reassurance, soft smiles and delicate fingers helping Poe finally, for once, relax.
You didn’t have to say anything, since as soon as he looked at you he knew what was going on. Poe let out a deep, long breath that seemed to carry every worry he had. “Can you kiss me? I’m miserable.” Poe admitting his defeat was rare, but your sympathetic smile and your quiet laugh brought him back to his regular, more relaxed Poe. You kissed him, he had earned it after all, and you can never deny him from it. His shoulders dropped as if you had lifted all the weight from them just by pulling him out of underneath the ship and kissing him, with a soft kiss that made every worrying and self-destroying thought disappear from his head. Poe molded into your arms as you sat there by the foot of his ship, holding your waist tightly as to never let go of your lips.
Your hand stayed there, on the base of his neck as he realized it all. “You are tired, Poe, please come get some rest.” He nodded with sadness in his eyes, almost regretting going off about all his problems with you.
“Will you join me?”
“Always,” you comfort him with a kiss one last time.
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#poe dameron fluff#poe dameron blurb#poe dameron imagine#poe dameron x reader#poe dameron x you#poe x you#poe x reader#poe dameron x y/n#poe dameron au#poe dameron fanfiction#poe dameron drabble#poe dameron headcanon
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Today was a great day omg so much better then yesterday🫶🏻(I had a bunch of cake and chips yesterday..) and on the bright side, I weighed in today and I'm 147.2lbs!! I started at like 173lbs or something and I've been taking wl a lot more seriously since school started(like 4 weeks ago) and I'm super proud of my progress! I went from size 16 pants fitting me to being able to wear size 8s💖 my ribs are showing more and I can feel my spine not see it yet but soon. My collar bones are wayyy more feelable as well as my shoulder bones, and knuckles. I'm noticing a thigh gap starting!! I'm SOO happy about that I love love LOVE skinny legs and I cannot wait to get mine, I'm going to start a week-long fast so wish me luck 🫶🏻 I made it to my 1st gw (149) not even a week ago and lost 2 pounds since then, what I'm doing it working!! My mom commented on how I've shrunk over the past weeks too, so validating. My progress is showing to other people! Oh and my sister said my stomach looks flat💖 ahh even tho I hate the bad parts abt an ed I love the wl part about it, idea if that's my ed talking but it just feels so good to loose weight🫶🏻🫶🏻
#tw ana shit#ana problems#anorex14#tw ana fast#tw @na#tw @na diary#pro for me not for thee#tw ana trigger#@nor3×14#ana meal#tw ana diary#ana0rex1a#ana trigger#4n4rexia#@ana#@n0r3xia#@na tips#@n@ tips#@na trigger#@na vent#anorexies#i need to lose so much weight#i need to lose this weight#i wanna be weightless#i need to lose more weight#i need to be weightless#i want to be tiny#i want to be weightless#i want to be skinnier#⭐️ving
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DO NOT BUY FAKE THC/DELTA 8 VAPES IN ILLEGAL STATES
Tmi story time scroll if not interested
Ok so basically I don't live in a legal state and I did the big stupid, which is vape the delta 8s and whatever else they had. I will explain why this is stupid.
Those vapes sold in illegal states like mine are faaaaar more likely to have harmful additives like vitamin e (good for you skin, not your lungs) and other random shit who knows.
Now I did not realize just how harmful they are until about a week ago when I did a little more research.
I've been vaping those little shits on and off for about 2-3 years, so I hope I don't develop some crazy disease.
Popcorn lung is more likely if you vape nicotine (I did a little but not really on a regular basis) and EVALI is more likely if you vape the FAKE thc/delta 8 carts and disposables.
All that being said vaping in general is not really good for you, but if you vape, PLEASE make sure you buy from legal states!!! Please don't be a stinky idiot like me!!!
A good way to tell if your disposable is safer, you can check their website, batch number, serial number, ingredients, all that jazz.
If you live in an illegal state, there are NO outlets you can buy genuine vapes, so unless you got a plug you trust, don't buy thc delta vapes anywhere.
I love yall stay safe muah muah
Ok here's the actual tmi storytime before I got carried away
So like yeah I feel ok, but I do feel like my lungs have this little layer. What I'm so scared of is what if I'm old and I finally figured out how to enjoy life and not be a whiny little bitch, but then thats when I'll have cancer. Like it'll just come out of nowhere as soon as I find out how to be happy with myself and my life and the world.
I mean my grandpa hasn't smoked since I was born and he got diagnosed with lung cancer a few weeks ago
So yeah that would be so funny if I died as soon as I didn't want to die
Ok the other thing is that, with my lungs feeling odd, there is a glimmer of hope. Exercise really might be the answer. If you or a loved one did those vapes, exercise is the most likely way from my experience to clear everything out.
My bf was really cheefing those vapes more than I did, but he also exercised more than I did. And he reports no symptoms, I don't hear any either...
And whenever I exercise, I feel like im loosening up that "film" and yeah. I'm gonna be smoke free once I start my next semester, and a nice 4-6 month period of exercise and cleanliness should help my lungs clean up.
Long story short. No buy trippy vapes if you do not live in a legal state. If consumed, exercise, hydration, nutrition, and breathing exercises are vital for maximum chance of survival
#im so out of it#im going through some stuff not to serious i just make my own problems#everyone and everythkng is too much for me#so many expectations#idk anymore#delta 8#delta 9#delta 10#thc#thc vapes#vape#vapes#vape safety#just smoke plain za kids#still tar but a little better than whatever tf in those vapes#im insane#i was moping outside the door becasue i didnt wanna gk inside bht i have to pee and them someone came out andthey saw me run behind a car#hahahahahhahahahhaahahhhhaa#its no use pretending im normal anymore#theres just no use#everykne in. y family and at school and even my future inlaws are now aware of my insanity#no one will ever love me again#thats selfisb of me there are people who care#mom is this what you meant by i dont wanna go over there and smile#i AM SO SICK OF PRETENDKNG I AM INTERESTED AND E#AND EXCEITD ABOUT ANYTHING ITS ALL SO SHOT
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I'm thinking about leaving my husband
The other day I told him I wish he cuddled me more, since he only cuddles me when he wants sex. He wasn't like that until about 2 years ago. He said ok. The next night, we were getting ready for bed and I was getting settled and he says (in a loud, passive/aggressive tone) "PH SORRY I FORGOT IF WE DONT CUDDLE THAT MEANS I DONT LIVE YOU".
It was like my world shattered. Its by no means the first time he had spoken to me that way over something like this, but for some reason this was my wake up call. The hard thing 8s we live with my parents and he has absolutely nowhere to go, plus I do love him when he's not being an asshole. But then I think, "I'm only 27. Why am I wasting my life with someone who obviously resents me?"
Idk i just don't know what to do. I dont want him to be homeless, but I also think that shatter made it impossible for me to see him the same. Its been a week and we haven't said "I love you". I think its bc I always say it first, which further makes me think he might not even love me at all.
Idk, I'm just so tired of trying so hard to make him happy and he's always bitter, grumpy, or angry. Even when I go out of my way to try to make him happy he barely looks at me.
I just wanted to vent. Idk what to do.
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cant sleep bc im focused on Splatoon 3: Side Order. i have two palettes left to clear until i unlock Agent 8s. I can’t rest. I need Splatoon. I stopped playing it three hours ago to go to sleep and the music is still playing in my head.
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Made me think of your fic "songs that sound like sea-foam"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=av8k-vW6QlQ&list=PLo-CCrw0R8QjID3rdBa0W2J46SXvIxeKx&index=58&t=8s
OOOO I'll admit I love songs that have that vibe to them - the high and long vocals as well as the wood-wind instruments, piano, etc. Literally love it.
Omg and 'Long, Long, Time Ago' from Pan's Labyrinth is on there! That song always makes me cry.
Definitely will be listening to that while writing for Sea-Foam - thank you!
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cute that you think frankie coming back is going to solve a structural problem. we have been playing badly for a long time, even with frenkie, but moments of individual brilliance saves us. the fact is that xavi makes tactical decisions that make no sense, anyone can see that the high 8s don’t work, that lewy should stay inside the box instead of roaming around the field, that playing romeu, alonso and a few others is giving up before the match starts
That’s your opinion. We’ve been playing without our best midfielders for 2 months, 2 of our attackers are just coming back from month long injuries and most of our players haven’t been rested enough but our bench is either over 30 without proper game rhythm (not played consistently) or under 20 (very lil experience) so obviously, besides that in the last two games we seem creatively stuck, lack of intensity and the game plan maybe wasn’t the best, I understand your pessimism but we have like 3-4 players that started 2.5 months ago with the team and haven’t had a consistent 11 that play with each other enough to know and feel comfortable with each other,I think, since we started bc of injuries and such. And yea, Xavi is a young coach (went from 1st division in Qatar for 2 years top, payed them 2 millions out if his pocket knowing he wasn’t Laporta’s first choice, to come one of the if the most difficult club to coach as a rookie coach in first division Europe) that makes mistakes, but he also came to a broke club that has been trying to build itself up again with a good team mainly of really really homegrown young cracks, or experienced vets that come for free after being free agents. We haven’t had a core group that has played 3-4 years with each other like Man City, Arsenal, Bayern, Ac Milan etc. Who are left from the starting 11 back in 21-22? Pedri? Gavi? Araujo? Ferrán? FDJ? That’s it? That’s it. And Pedri and Araujo get injured frequently.
This was always gonna be a long project. The fact that the palaca$ existed and we could buy some decent players like Lewy, Raphinha and Jules last year was a miracle and why we won La Liga and Supercopa, if not that would have been close to imposible. We spent 4 million this summer transfer and did fucking miracles. People forget where we are coming from. The trophies came earlier than they should have, really. Look at other team rebuilding. Arsenal? It has taken them 3 years to get where they are now, how many trophies? Girona has gotten where they are bc Mitchel has been there since 2021 with a main core of players and really smart buys/loans from really good scouting (and City group money), how many trophies?. This week was official the second anniversary of Xavi, who came mid season. A total mid-idiot-coach with no tactical skills would have not gotten a 9th place team to 2nd and on the way trashed 0-4 at Bernabeu the team that ended up being Champions of Europe that year. He obv has been experimenting more this year bc he has different players, lots of new ones between new transfers and kids from La Masia that came up and to makeup for injuries. We have won and tied with 5-6 injured players at a time, you know how hard that is? I think people are crazy.
Do I think both the team and staff need to reset? Yea. Wake up and shake it off? Yea? Were the last two games a disgrace? Yes. Should Xavi be sacked? No. Who the fuck is gonna come and coach us anyway? All the options are worse than Xavi. If we push him away, we’re gonna regret it like we did with Lucho. Calma.
We had a bad batch last season too Jan/February with injuries too, and fucking up in Europa, this shit happens. We still won trophies.
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Who: Ashi Hussan & @itssunnyxhussan
Location: East Haven Memorial
Date: August 29th, 2023
Summary: Ashi goes into labor and heads to the hospital where her birth plan doesn't go as she hoped.
Notes: This was written on Discord. It was finished a while ago, but kept forgetting to post. Italics were written by Jennie and normal by Kayla.
Triggers: Pregnancy, labor, c-section
3 more days. That's all there was until their daughters would be here. They had a scheduled induction for September 1st, but at her last appointment, the girls weren't in the right positions for the vaginal birth that she wanted, so she was trying some techniques to help get them move. Yoga moves, forward-leaning inversion, jiggling her hips, doing leg circles, moving her hips in a figure 8 motion, having Sunny give her mini massages. It had been going on for days and she wasn't sure if it had worked yet. She only did it when she was with someone else, mostly Sunny, but he was at work and today, she was just wanting to move the babies. She wanted them in the right position and she wanted to have her vaginal birth. She wasn't doing any of the hard moves, but anything she could do on her own, she kept repeating that morning while Chazz just stared at her. She had had some pains since the night before, but she didn't think much of it. She had Braxton Hicks for the last few weeks and just breathed as they passed. She had the music going and she could feel the girls kicking inside her as she moved. "You know, you should help Mama out and turn, babes." She told him as she rubbed her stomach as she kept moving in figure 8s. After a few minutes, she sighed and moved to sit down as she got tired. She groaned and leaned her head back. "Ugh. Why won't you guys just move?" She whined and took a drink of her water before feeling like she had to use the bathroom. "And why do you have to kick my bladder?" She said as she used the table to help her stand up and she started walking through the apartment to get to the bathroom. She barely moved when she felt a pop and she heard the water on the floor. "No, no, no." She cried and grabbed a hand towel that was close by to move it over the water so Chazz wouldn't lick it up and tried wiping it around with her foot before giving up and moving towards her phone.
At first, she tried calling Sunny's phone. She left him a voicemail telling him to call her back and after that, she felt a contraction take over; realizing now the pain she had throughout the day and previous night wasn't just cramps or Braxton Hicks, but contractions. She tried calling him again and this time telling him her water broke and to call her back as soon as possible. She took a deep breath as she sat in the kitchen chair and signed. "Okay. Gonna call your uncle." She said and dialed her brother's number. He answered, luckily, and she told him what was going on and she needed him to come get her. After twenty minutes and five more contractions, he arrived and they headed towards the hospital. She had two more on the way, her brother begging her not to have the babies in the car (to which she told him she didn't even feel like pushing and to calm down), and he pulled into the ER and ran to get her a wheelchair before coming back out and helping her into it. "Did you see Sunny?" She asked and he shook his head as he wheeled her in. Her brother was explaining to the nurse at the desk why they were there and was getting directions to labor and delivery when Ashi spotted Sunny. "Sunny!" She called out and waved to him.
Sunny was in a predicament because he was trying not too work so much. He had previously booked some time off for the due date and prayed the babies didn't decide to come sooner. But when the due date came and went he tentatively decided to go back to work with the company fully understanding that at any moment he may need to leave. It was hard not to worry constantly while he was at work. Though the doctors said everything was normal and the twins seemed healthy, he was afraid that if he couldn't be there to drive his wife to the hospital right away it could put them at risk. He knew Ashi wanted a natural birth but he also knew there were many things that could go wrong with twins. He was in the ER doing his usual duties of helping new patients while they waited to get a bed if necessary. Surprisingly things seemed to have been going smoothly that day. Once he was caught up he knew he'd have just a minute or two to have a sip of coffee and check the messages on his phone. He saw he had a couple missed calls and knew he wouldn't be able to call whoever it was back until his break. Suddenly he heard his wife's voice and saw her being wheeled in by her brother. His eyes grew wide as he ran to her. "Ashi! Oh my God, did your water break? Is it time?" he asked her worried it could just be false contractions.
Her hand grabbed his and she nodded. "It did." She said and held his hand tight. "I tried calling you. I was scared you were busy and I'd do this without you." She cried before a contraction took over and she gripped his hand tight. She groaned through it and then looked at him once it's done. "What if they're not in the right position? What if they didn't turn?" She cried as another nurse came over to take her up to delivery. "I want to do this naturally." She said and held her husband's hand tight. It was all she wanted, but their twins were coming early and she had a feeling in her gut it wasn't going to be how she wanted. The nurse said they needed to go and she looked at Sunny. "Can you come?"
"It did?" He repeated as it started to sink in that this was finally happening. He took a deep breath as he squeezed her hand as the contraction started. "Was that the first one?" He asked before shaking his head when she started to voice her concerns. "Don't worry. Everything's going to be fine." He assured her. "I know, babe. Hopefully you can. I'll get someone to check you out right away. I'm gonna radio the maternity ward and make sure there's no wait on the delivery rooms. I don't know how busy it is.' His mind went back to "professional mode" as he spoke to his co-worker asking them to do a pelvic exam and find out where she was at. He nodded. "Of course I can. I'll let them know I'm leaving and someone can take over for me. If they don't let me, I'll quit. I'm not missing this." He smiled bringing her hand to his lips.
She nodded and took a deep breath before she shook her head at her next question. "No. I've had some since last night." She looked at him. "I thought they were just cramps or the fake ones." Ashi explained to him. She watched as he started talking about what they were going to do and she shook her head. "Sunny, please. I just need you here." She didn't need him to be professional here. She just wanted him. She looked at the nurse and then back at him as she said what room they were going to be in up on the maternity floor. "Please hurry." She begged him and she hated leaving him down there, but she was wheeled upstairs. After changing, she had another contraction and a nurse checked her, telling her that she was five centimeters dilated. There was still time, which made her relax a little, but the doctor was going to be in soon. She just hoped Sunny would be in before then.
"You should have woke me up," he said when she mentioned having contractions the night before. Although he knew there wouldn't have been much he could have done if they weren't real. He nodded and smoothed her hair. "Just try to relax. I'll be there as soon as I can, I promise." He watched nervously as they wheeled her upstairs. He wanted everything to go well and he trusted the medical staff but he couldn't help but think about everything that could go wrong. It took him about 15 minutes to finish up his work in the ER and he grew nervous every time a new patient arrived needing help because he didn't want to get held up and miss the birth of his daughters. Finally one of his co-workers told him to go and that they would handle things until his replacement came. "Thank you." He said and quickly went to the elevators up to the floor and found out at the front desk where they had taken his wife. He saw to his relief that she was there and hadn't gone into labor yet or anything. "I made it." He said moving to her side and kissed her head. "What'd they say? Are they moving you to delivery?" He asked.
"I didn't want to in case it was nothing." She said and sighed as he smoothed her hair. "You better." She told him. She was relieved when he walked through the door of her room and she reached out for his hand again. "You did." She smiled and leaned into his kiss. "No. I'm only at a five, but they're getting the doctor to do an ultrasound." She told him. "They want to make sure the girls turned." But she knew they didn't. She could feel it. It wasn't much longer before her doctor came in with the ultrasound machine. She gripped her husband's hand as they took a look at their girls. "It looks like their still heads up." Their doctor said with a sigh, which made Ashi's heart sink. "There's still some time. Let's try a few things to help them out, okay?" She said and had the nurse bring in a birthing ball and ice packs. She moved to the ball to sit on and put the ice packs on her stomach and all they could do was wait. "This isn't going to work." She groaned as she started playing music. "They won't turn."
He held her hand as she told him what the doctors said. Once they did an ultrasound they found out the babies hadn't turned. He sighed knowing this wasn't what Ashi wanted for them. "Will it work for both of them?" He asked the nurse who said they could try. He helped his wife out of the bed and helped hold the ice packs on her stomach. He sighed when she sounded unsure about it. "We can try. Maybe it will. Like they said we have time." He tried to stay confident but he was starting to realize she might be right. He lowered himself to her level to speak. "Listen, I think maybe we should consider the C-section, Ash. It might be safer. I know its not what we were hoping for but as long as they come out healthy that's what matters." He told her. "Maybe this is how they want to come out." He said with a bit of a smile. "Looks like I'm about to have three stubborn girls on my hands." He joked.
She looked into his eyes and cocked her head. "But we did all that before. The last few weeks... nothing is helping." Ashi said and closed her eyes. She squeezed his hand as another contraction came and went and then her eyes opened to look at Sunny as he suggested a C-section. She knew it was coming. She knew it was going to be the best option, but she didn't want to think about it. She couldn't argue. She knew all the risks. They had talked about it before several times. "I know." She said. The alternative was going to be having them breech and that was risky. Neither of them wanted it. "I just wanted to have them naturally." She squeezed her eyes shut. "A little too stubborn." She tried joking too and rested her head against his. "I just want them healthy."
He let out a breath, feeling nervous about making this decision with his wife and that she may be right. "I know. Maybe they just can't. You know, with two of them maybe they don't have enough room." He put his hand on her stomach, rubbing gently. "I want them to be healthy to, but maybe this is the best way." he told her. "They're going to be in good hands. I made sure of that." Sunny may not have worked in this sector but he had talked a lot to other nurses and staff and was insistent that they had the best, most knowledgeable doctor and team. The ones who specifically dealt with twins and multiples.
She sighed and looked at him with tired and defeated eyes. She knew they twins were going to be in good hands. She trusted their doctor and the nurses there. She just wished it had gone the way she envisioned it. "I can feel how little room they have." She tried joking and swallowed. "I know they are. I do. And I know it's the best way compared to us risking something else." She rubbed her stomach as well. "If this doesn't work, we'll do the c-section."
He smiled softly. "I'm sure you can." he agreed. He knew that things were getting more complicated the longer the babies decided they didn't want to come out. Maybe this was better than having to be induced. "Okay. We'll try." he nodded as he rubbed her stomach. "Girls, this is your father speaking. Don't make me come in there." he chuckled lightly. He couldnt help but joke around to help her calm down. He put his hand on Ashi's. "Hey. It's going to be alright. Everythings going to be fine and we'll be bringing our babies home before we know it."
She laughed a little as he tried to get her to relax and calm down. She was incredibly lucky to have him by her side doing all this. She reached out and touched Sunny's cheek and smiled at him. "I love you." She said. "Thank you for always being my light." He always had been, too. Since they met, he was always making her feel happy and safe and that she could get through anything. Even when they had hard times, they came through it. And now, they were going to be having their little girls. Feeling another contraction coming on, she took a deep breath and took his hands. She groaned as she closed her eyes and squeezed his hands tightly. Just as it finished, the doctor came back in to see how they were doing and helped her back into the bed to see how far dilated she was. She was now at an eight and with the ultrasound looking back at her, it confirmed once again the girls hadn't moved at all and they were going to have to do the C-section. The doctor said they were gonna go prep the OR and she sighed as she laid back.
He smiled "I love you too." He kissed her forehead and shook his head. "Nah, its all you, babe. You got this." He winced slightly as she squeezed his hands while having another comtraction. "You okay?" He asked her. He rubbed her back and told the nurse the time it started for their record. "Have they moved?" He asked as they moved his wife to the bed. He quickly found his answer on the ultrasound and realized they were going to have to change their plan. He let out a breath and squeezed her hand. "Alright, this is it." He said. "I have to go get scrubbed in, are you going to be okay?"
She leaned into his kiss. "It's not, but thank you." She said and took a deep breath as the contraction ended. "Yeah." She watched as the nurses started getting ready and she bit her lip. Now she was getting nervous and when Sunny said he was going to go get scrubbed in, she swallowed and squeezed his hand back. "As okay as I have to be." She forced a smile. She didn't want him to go, but he had to get ready too. He was going to be by her side. "Just hurry, okay?"
"Don't worry about a thing, okay? Just focus on you and our daughters." Sunny gently touched her cheek and headed out with the team where he had to wash up and put on PPE for the surgery. It was nerve wracking how real this was becoming so quickly. With his job he was use to shutting off his emotions and not worrying so that he could focus but this was his wife and their children. Though he wasn't religious, he said a silent prayer to himself in his head before he stepped into the surgery room to wait for them to bring in his wife.
The thing was, all she could do was worry. She was scared and she just wanted everything to be okay. In fact, she wished her mom was there. That she had a better relationship with her and she didn't feel like everything was chaotic. She let the nurses help her change and she was given something to help her start feeling numb before she was wheeled out and headed towards the OR. By the time she got there, she couldn't feel a thing in most of her body. She was relieved to see Sunny there and they started preparing everything for it, putting up a barrier so she couldn't see what was going on past her chest. "Can you see?" She asked her husband. "I want to know what's going on."
Sunny was trying to stay calm and strong for Ashi when he saw her come into the OR. He stood by her side holding her hand as the team started to prepare. He rubbed her hand to reassure her. "They're just doing some prep work and sterilizing. They haven't made the incision yet. But when they do, you shouldn't feel it. Maybe just some pressure." He told her. "The plus side is it shouldn't take long." He said bending down to kiss his wife's head. "Usually its over quick from what I've heard but with two of them, it could be maybe forty-five minutes at most." His heart started to quicken when he saw the surgeon take the scalpel to do the incision. "Okay. Here it comes.."
She nodded as she looked at him. She wanted nothing more than to hold his hand, but this would do for now. "Okay." She said and sighed. It may have been faster, but still not what she wanted. But she needed to start looking at the positive side of things. The girls were healthy, they would be safe, and this was sooner she could hold them so it was fine. "We can count down the minutes until we're parents." She said, smiling at him. She heard him say it was time and she waited for a pain to hit her, but like he said, all she felt was some pressure, and that was it. "Better than I thought it was going to be." She commented.
Sunny chuckled though he felt nervous hearing those words. They had been preparing for this part of their lives for several months and he was excited but didn't feel ready now that it was happening. "It won't be long now." He said and watched as they made the incision on her abdomen. He watched them cut through the skin and then some of the tissue. Then he saw what he could only assume was an amniotic sack. When they cut it, some fluid came out. Sunny could hardly believe what he was seeing. "Okay, I see something. I see hair, its one of their heads." He told Ashi since she couldn't see what was happening. He froze with emotion when he saw the baby's face, then before he knew what was happening, a nurse was holding a whole baby. "Oh my god..." he could barely find his voice as his eyes filled with tears. "Ashi, it's our daughter. Do you see her?"
Her heart felt like it was going to beat out of her chest. Or just fall and come right out the incision now that it had an opening. She felt pressure and a bit of tugging, all of it just feeling completely weird, and watched Sunny's face. She wanted to see what was going on and she heard the doctor and nurses talking, telling her what they were doing as well when her husband's face changed. "What? What's wrong?" Ashi asked, thinking the worst. But then he said it was their daughter and she looked to see the nurse bring her around so she could see. Her heart swelled and tears lined her eyes as well. "It's her. It's Shani." She said like she knew instantly who her daughter was. There was no question. That was her Shani.
When the nurse brought the baby around Sunny just wanted to hold her but he knew they had to make sure it was okay first. "Shani." He repeated smiling through tears as he looked at his daughter. One of the nurses asked him something and he barely heard what she said. As they took Shani away and he heard her start to cry once they cleared her airway, he looked over the curtain. "Okay, Sonali is on her way out. They're trying to move her." The fear he felt moments ago was back when he saw his second daughter's head appear but it seemed to be taking longer. He looked up at the doctor and squeezed his wife's hand. "Is she okay?" He let out a breath when the doctor nodded and explained they were trying to avoid having the incision tear more. His heart was still pounding with every minute that passed and it felt like forever as he watched them. He almost couldnt look despite seeing far worse things in his life time. Then finally, he saw the baby's body when they lifted her out. "There she is.." he said to Ashi as more tears fell down his cheeks. "That's our Sonali. They're both here."
She hated seeing their daughter be taken away. She knew they needed to make sure everything was okay, but all she wanted was to have her in her arms. She squeezed Sunny's hand as she felt more pressure and tugging and heard him say their second daughter was on the way. It felt like forever before anything else and when he asked if she was okay, she looked at him. "What's wrong?" She asked and listened, fear boiling up within her. Time moved slower until finally he said there their daughter was and she looked to see Sonali in the nurses arms. "Sonali." She said and tears ran down her cheeks. "Our girls are here." She said and squeezed his hand harder.
Within minutes Sunny could hear both of their girls cries which just made his own tears come more. It meant they were alive and fine. "They're here. You did it, babe." He kissed the side of her head. "I love you so much." This was such an amazing moment for them to share seeing their daughters come into the world. Soon the nurses brought the swaddled screaming babies to them one by one. "Everything looks good so far." one of them said. She handed one baby to Ashi and Sunny reached for the other. He stared at her in his arms for a moment or two and then moved down to Ashi's level to hold her close to her. He reached over to touch the other baby's hair gently "Look how tiny they are." He said. "They're so beautiful."
Hearing their cries, she was crying more and she nodded. "They are." She closed her eyes for a moment and wiped her cheeks. "I love you too. So much." She said. While they worked on finishing things up, she saw her daughters and carefully she held one for a moment and looked between them. "They're perfect." She said and touched her daughter's cheek and then the other's hand as Sunny brought her down to her level. "We have our girls." She was so happy. She couldn't believe this had finally happened for them. It was everything she ever wanted and more. After a few minutes of bonding, the girls were taken back while they finished closing her up and started getting her ready to go back to her room. "Go with them. Make sure they're okay and I'll see you three in the room, okay? I wanna hold them both when we get there." She told Sunny while they prepared to move her.
Sunny felt lost in this moment, much like their wedding day. He knew he would never forget how he felt right now. He didn't want to leave his wife but he knew the surgery needed to be complete and he wanted it to go well. He nodded and kissed her lips. "Of course you can. We'll be waiting for you." Sunny was led to what was going to be their room for the next few nights, he would assume. He knew that the c-section was going to be a long recovery and that once the anesthesia wore off Ashi was going to be a in a lot of pain. He wanted to help as much as he could while he could. It was a few moments before the twins were wheeled into the room in their respective bassinets and a nurse explained that they had been weighed and examined and everything seemed to be fine which was a relief. He was left alone for a while and peered into the bassinets where the babies were both fussing as they adjusted to life outside of the womb. He couldn't stop looking at them with a smile pasted on his face. He gave each of them his hands and their tiny hands wrapped around one of his fingers as they started to calm a little. "Hi, girls. It's me, your Daddy." He said feeling emotional. "Let's see if I can figure this out.." he said more to himself as he picked up one baby in one arm and then picked up the other very carefully. He held sat down and held them both looking back and fourth at their little faces as he tried to keep them comfortable.
It felt like an eternity until she was wheeled towards where her husband and daughters were. She was cleaned and given a new gown so by the time she was brought into the room, she was feeling a little more fresh than before. A smile crossed her face as she saw Sunny holding their girls and and she waited for the nurses to get everything set up before leaving them be, letting them know to call if they needed anything. She looked over at them and she reached out her hands. "Alright, Mama's turn." She said; wanting desperately to hold her girls.
Sunny smiled when the nurses brought Ashi in. "Yes, it is." he said rising slowly with the girls. "I just got them quiet. We'll see how long that lasts." So far the sound of them crying and fussing didn't bother him, but he was sure that would change. He carefully handed one baby to his wife, then the other and sat next to her, watching them. "You know...I don't even know if I remember which one is which." He admitted with a bit of a laugh. "I was hoping you did, before we have their records done." He touched one of the baby's heads carefully. "This is Sonali, right? She has more hair." He could remember from how they looked coming out of his wife's stomach.
She smiled up at him. "Your first time calming them. Good job." She said and she smiled wide as she held her daughter in her arms and touched her cheek. "Oh, I know exactly who is who." She assured him. "This right here is Shani. And you're right. She's Sonali. All that hair." She laughed a little and leaned against Sunny. "They're completely perfect, aren't they? Just look at them. I imagined this for so long and I just... I never pictured this."
"It was easier than I thought." He told her. He felt a sense of relief when Ashi confirmed that he was right on which twin was which. They were not identical but he didn't want to accidentally mix them up when they were this small. He smiled softly resting his head against her shoulder as he looked at their daughters. "They are. They're perfect." he agreed. "Twenty little toes and twenty fingers. They're absolutely perfect." he smiled and put his arm around his wife to kiss her head. "My three girls. Me and Chazz are officially outnumbered." he chuckled.
"I'm going to remind you of that later." She laughed and took a deep breath while the held their girls. While it didn't happen the way she wanted, nothing could've compared to the feeling she was having right now. She had so much love for the little ones in their arms and she was so happy they were finally here. "About time I have some girl power in the house." She looked up at him. "I love you. So much."
He sighed. "Yeah, beginner's luck, I'm sure." he smirked watching the babies in her arms. He couldn't stop looking at them or believe that they were really here after nine months of waiting. It was better than he could have imagined. He chuckled. "You say that now. Wait until they're teenagers." He looked at her and smiled before kissing her lips. "I love you, too. I know this wasn't how we wanted it, but you did amazing. The girls are okay, you're okay and thats all that matters." he told her. "How's the anesthesia? Still working it's magic? I'll get them to give you a good dose of ibuprofen or something once it wears off."
"Definitely is." She laughed and groaned a little at the discomfort she was feeling. "More like grade schoolers." She corrected before kissing him back. "I know. I'm okay now." She assured him. She knew she was upset earlier, but all that was gone. It was just this blissful moment with her husband and their girls. "It's all good for now. I'm not looking forward to the the pain that's coming, though. We're two and doning this right?" She laughed a little more.
Sunny smiled. "Or even their terrible twos." he added but right now he was looking forward to all of it. The good and the bad times. He could hardley believe that they were a family now. "Yeah, I'll make sure you're well taken care of." he assurred her and he laughed. "I think this is the last time we're doing this on purpose," he said. "We'll have to be careful from now on." He sat up reaching for his phone. "Hold on, I'm gonna get some pictures." He held his phone to take one of Ashi and the girls and of the girls by themselves. "Don't worry, I won't be sending them out or posting them until whenever we wake up tomorrow. We don't need a flood of people here." He said knowing that his family especially was going to be excited. "You know, it's going to be weird for me sleeping at work. Normally I get in trouble for that." he joked.
"We get double that." She groaned a little before laugh. "There's no one I'd rather do this with though." Ashi smiled up at her husband. "What would I do without you?" She asked and leaned against him again. "Very careful. Any positive tests and I'm throwing them at you." She teased him before she grinned and smiled for him to take a picture. "Okay. And no, we don't. I don't want anyone here. Except maybe the family. Everyone else can wait." She sighed. "I told the nurses no one comes in already tonight. It's just us." She laughed and nodded. "Well, I think you get a pass tonight. You became a father, after all."
He groaned as well whens he pointed out they would get that double. "I guess maybe we it's easier to have two at once then have them a few years apart. But who knows." He wrapped his arms around her shoulders. He looked at the pictures he took. "First pictures of our babies." he commented and nodded in agreement. "Yeah. And trust me my mom alone is going to be a lot. I'm sure she's had her bags packed for weeks. Luckily it will take them about a day to come in from Colorado." He said of his family. He knew that his parents would probably stay at a hotel and maybe his sister would come if she could get away from work, but his mom was already planning to stay and help for the first couple weeks that Sunny went back to work. "Yeah, I better get out of these scrubs at some point or people will be asking me to work the whole time I'm here." He sighed and touched both of his daughter's hair. "You should get some rest while you can." he told his wife.
"I'd say we'd find out, but we may just need to ask around instead." She smiled and leaned against him while she saw the pictures. "Our girls." She said and nodded. "That's a plus. My brother's probably waiting out in the hallway. Text him we'll let him in tomorrow." She said and looked down at the babies in her arms. "You're right. Get me some water, Nurse Hussan." She teased him with a smile before nodding. "I will. I just want to hold them for a few minutes more, okay?"
"Yeah, lets do that." Sunny agreed. "Well, at least you know my mom will take care of everything while she's here. The cooking and cleaning and taking care of all three of you. I swear that woman never rests." he said and laughed. "I will if I see him." he said and gave a snort. "I'll take them off right now," he threatened and nodded. "Yeah. It's good for them to bond with you. I'd say they might be hungry but they'd be screaming if they were." he smiled a little watching their girls seeming to drift in and out of sleep and move around a little.
She laughed and took a deep breath. "I strive to be like her. Maybe in ten years." She smiled, but that sounded nice. She wasn't sure how it was all going to be like once they got home so some help was going to be amazing. "You could text him." Ashi pointed out before nodding. "Please do. I want a show. After all, I just had your babies." She teased and nodded. "I'm sure that'll be the case soon. At least I'll get relief in that department soon." She watched them. "I still just can't believe they're here."
"Maybe thats where I get it from." When he was at work, he was always keeping very busy and he didn't mind it. "Why do I have to be the bad guy?" he said with a sigh but pulled out his phone to text her brother. "Thats how we ended up like this in the first place. And it will be a while before we can do that again." he smirked at her. He didn't want to jeopardize her healing from the surgery. "I'm just sad that I have to share the boobs now." Sunny chuckled. He let out a happy sigh looking at their girls. "Let me hold one of them. I need to figure out which ones my favorite." he joked.
"Maybe. You definitely have the taking care of the three of us down." She smiled and up at him. "Because I'm holding two babies. And just went through surgery to have them." She shook her head. "You don't have to remind me. I was there. And you're right, so give me a strip tease now." She rolled her eyes at him. "You should've thought about then before you gave me twins." She carefully moved and let him hold one of their girls. "That's so mean. They're both amazing."
"Okay, fine." he muttered and sent the text. He chuckled. "Not in front of the kids. I don't want that to be the first impressopm of their father." he joked. "I didn't mean to. And who says they came from my side of the family?" he teased her knowing they both had the twin gene. He took Shani from her, enjoying the feeling of holding one of his girls. "Well, right now I can't decide. They're both too perfect." he said sincerly. "Maybe it'll go back and forth when they're older. When one of them back talks me, they won't be my favorite anymore."
She laughed and nodded. "Fine. Maybe once we're home." She gave him a look. "You're the one who knocked me up so I do." She teased back and watched him with their daughter for a moment before looking down at Sonali. "I know. And don't tell them that. It'll make them fight more."
"Maybe," he agreed. "But we only ordered one. We ended up with more than we bargained for." He said with a grin. He couldn't imagine not having one of them, even though he knew it was going to be double the work. "I won't tell them. I'll just keep it to myself." after a while, he stood gently bouncing with the baby in his arms and saw that she was asleep. "Maybe we should take advantage of them sleeping." he suggested. He tried to put Shani in her basinet but the moment his arms were not around her she started to fuss. Sunny sighed. "Oh boy. It's gonna be like that, huh?" he picked her back up. "I think we're in for a long night" he said bringing the baby back to where Ashi was.
She chuckled. "Ordered one? Is that how it works?" She raised an eyebrow up at him. She was completely happy with how it all turned out. She loved her girls more than anything else already. "Good." She felt her eyes dropping as he suggested putting the girls down so they could rest. She nodded and watched as Shani fussed when she was on her own. "I think she just needs her twin next to her. I used to have to do that with my brother. We slept together for so long." She nodded at the bassinet. "Bring it closer and put them both in. See what they do then."
"Well, we got one for free. Don't tell anyone or they might take one back." he laughed. He too was tired even though he wasnt the one who had had surgery. It had been a long day. He nodded at Ashi's suggestion. "Maybe that's it." He pulled the bassinet close to the bed Ashi was in and set the second twin down. They made a few unhappy sounds, probably confused about all their new surroundings. Sunny reached in to stroke their heads. "It's okay babies. Mom and Dad are still here, I promise." he said gently as he noticed them starting to settle.
"I don't think it's free. I don't think the medical bills will either. And one definitely isn't going to go back." She said and watched as he put Shani in the bassinet before Sonali and she smiled at them. After a few moments, they were settled and she leaned back on the pillows. "See. All they needed."
"If only it worked that way." he said. "But don't worry, I have good health insurance. They won't reposess one of them." he said lightly. Sunny smiled at the babies. Seeing them together, he couldn't help but grab his phone to take a few more pictures wanting to capture this moment. "I think my camera roll is going to be full in about a week." he chuckled. He watched them for a moment and then sat down on the couch near the bed where he would be sleeping. "Enjoy it while it lasts. I give them 30 minutes before they're awake again. If we're lucky." he added.
She nodded. "I know. And I don't think that'd be legal anyways." Ashi smiled at him and nodded. "I give it by tomorrow." She teased and moved the bed down so she could lay properly. "Then we should sleep. I love you."
"You could be right." he chuckled. "I may need to get a second phone just in case." he was very proud of his daughters already and couldn't wait to show them to the world. He nodded and stood to kiss his wofe. "Love you, too. If they wake up, I'll deal with them. You're the one who needs to sleep." he said and paused to bend down and kiss both of the baby's heads. "Goodnight, girls." he said and pulled a blanket over himself to try and get comfortable.
"Yes. That's the way to go about it." She laughed and kissed him back. "If they need fed, you'll have to wake me. Besides, I'm not sure I'll be able to sleep through crying babies." She said and looked over at him on the couch, hating he was over there, but knew she couldn't handle him in the bed with her right now. he was such a good father already, though, and she was lucky to have him. "Night."
#interaction ;; sunny hussan#sunny;009#pregnancy tw#birth tw#c section tw#// lets pretend this isn't almost 2 months late
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