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mavrintarou · 8 months

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[1:56 PM] Suna Rintarou

Warning: mild angst, fluff and smut .

You glared at your best friend Hana as she zipped up the tent, her face disappeared on the other side as she mouthed sorry.

She was not sorry, you knew Osamu and Hana set you up.

You kicked your feet as you made your way to your tent a few feet away. You took a deep breath before entering. Inside your tent is Suna Rintarou, your ex-boyfriend who is drunk and out cold. He was sprawled on your twin-size airbed that you had packed. Good thing you had not rolled out your sleeping bag that was still rolled up on at the corner.

Sighing you zipped close the tent door to prevent any bugs from entering. You dimmed your lantern low and hooked it so you could make your way to the person you dreaded and ignored all night.

If you had known he was going to come, you would not have agreed to the trip even though the trip was supposed to be a couple’s trip. After your break up, Rin backed out, saying he wouldn’t go anymore, leaving it up to you if you wanted to go. Since you already paid and prepared, you decided to be the third wheel. He showed up at the last minute and unexpectedly a few hours later with nothing. He brought no gears at all.

Osamu agreed that he and Rin could share a tent and Hana and you could share yours. At the end of the night, the two men got completely wasted. Osamu went to his tent to ‘change’ and never came back. Hana found him knocked out cold.

Rin was snoring away in the camping chair and passed out.

“Can’t I just leave him out here?” The fire was still hot, it would keep him warm.

Hana was not pleased with your question.

“Can’t we just bring him into your tent and he can sleep with Osamu?”

Hana shook her head, “you know Osamu, he gets clingy and becomes a baby in the morning when his hangover hits him.”

“Then… can’t you just sleep with the two of them?”

The deadly look in Hana’s eyes made you give in.

You ended up dragging Rin to your tent.

You sighed and began changing, even though you two dated for two years and seen each other, you still felt conscience changing in front of him even if he was dead asleep.

“Y/n?”

You quickly pulled our shirt down and spun around, seeing Rin sitting up and blinking at you.

“I thought I was sleeping with Osamu?”

“Yeah I thought so too but your friends abandoned you with me. You are more than welcome to go stay with them now that you’re awake.” You took a deep breath, trying to push away your irritation. “You can sleep on the air bed, there’s a blanket right there and the pillow.” If it wasn’t for the fact that you were aware that he was being treated for shoulder pain, you would have forced him to sleep on the ground.

“What about you?”

You pointed to your rolled up sleeping bag, “I’ll take the sleeping bag.”

“Let’s share.”

It wasn’t even a question.

“No.”

“The floor is hard,” he touched the ground as if to prove his point.

“Then you can sleep in the sleeping bag,” you offered.

“It’ll hurt my back.” He grabbed the pillow and blanket, “there is only a blanket and pillow, you won’t have one if I take it.”

“Maybe you should have brought your own gear, Rintarou?”

“I didn’t think I was going to come,” he replied nonchalantly, “it’s just sharing a sleeping bag and pillow on an air bed.” He said it as if it wasn’t that big of a deal.

“No.”

“We’ve done it before.”

“Yeah, when we were dating.”

He stared at you before raising his hands in the air in defeat. “Fine, take the floor then.”

You tossed and turned, unable to fully fall into a deep slumber even though you were exhausted. Your conscience kept reminding you that your ex-boyfriend was sleeping right next to you.

You don’t know why you were making it a big deal but you couldn’t help but create this awkward tension between you two.

“Y/n?”

You couldn’t distinguish if it was real or a dream, so you continued to keep sleeping.

“Y/n?”

You groaned, finally feeling yourself slip into sleep when he whispered your name. “Hmm?”

“I’m cold.”

You weren’t sure if you were hearing things or if he was really talking to you.

“I’m cold, Y/n.”

“Me too.” You mumbled incoherently, slipping into sleep-land.

“You are?”

“No…”

“What?”

“… what?”

“Are you cold?” he asked, you could feel his finger tapping your nose.

You brushed his finger away, turning to snuggle deeper into the sleeping bag, “yeah…”

The math was not adding up in your head. You had no idea how your sleeping bag that was on the ground was now on the air bed. What really did not add up, was how you and Rin were both crammed into one sleeping bag.

His arms wrapped securely around you, legs tangled with yours in the narrow sleeping bag. He slept on the side where the zipper was making it hard for you to sneak out without waking him up.

“It’s only 5, go back to sleep,” a husky voice murmured.

You looked up, Rin still had his eyes closed. “How do you know?”

“I checked ten minutes ago.”

You remained silent, just staring at his sleeping face, or pretend sleeping face. Rintarou was truly a handsome beast. His piercing emerald eyes captivated you from the very first moment, yet it was his charmingly wide grin that effortlessly captured your affection – your heart and he continues to possess it to this day.

The relationship fallout wasn’t solely due to a lack of communication but rather a lack of understanding. Both of you were expressing your frustration and needs, but neither was truly grasping the other’s perspective. This led to constant arguments where you talked past each other instead of finding a common ground.

Rintarou wanted quiet relaxing time at home after spending more than ten hours at the gym while you wanted to explore and be out after working a whole day at home.

A single disagreement ignited a series of arguments, gradually widening the gap between you. Eventually, both of you came to the difficult realization that parting ways would be the most suitable decision.

“Do you miss me?” He opened his eyes, his green eyes piercing into yours.

You looked away, clearing your throat. “What do you think?” Of course, you missed him, like crazy.

“It’s a yes or no question, Y/n.”

You divert your gaze to his Adam’s apple. It bobbed as he probably swallowed the lump in his throat waiting for your response. You nodded your head.

Your chin was tilted until your eyes met his, “use your voice, did you miss me?”

“Yes,” you mumbled quietly. The nine weeks he was absent felt agonizing, with not a single day or night passing without thoughts of him crossing your mind. His hoodie which you had taken before the breakup became your sleeping companion, and the teddy bear he gave you on your first anniversary provided you solace as you held it every night.

“I missed you too, like a fucken maniac,” he pressed his forehead against yours. “Can we give it another try?” His voice cracked, his gaze locked onto you with eyes shimmering with emotions. “Make as many attempts as it takes, as long as we don’t part ways? Hmm?”

“Yes, please, let us try again,” you tighten your arm around his waist. “I missed you like a depressing maniac.”

His chuckle warmed your heart and you are determined to hear it for the rest of your life.

You snuggle against his chest, inhaling his scent. The scent on his hoodie was beginning to fade.

The sentimental moment is suddenly ruined when you feel something jabbing into your lower tummy. You looked up at Rin, “seriously?”

“You keep rubbing against me!”

“Shh!”

His arms tightened around you, holding you still, “it misses you…”

You shook your head, containing your fit of giggle. “You’re unbelievable.” You free yourself from his hold and lift yourself onto your elbow, “do you think they’ll hear us?”

Rin’s eyes grew wide, and he asked incredulously, “are you being serious?”

You push him onto his back and swing your leg over his body. You push your sweatpants and panties off and undo the buttons to his jeans. “Can’t believe you didn’t bring any other clothing.”

Rin hummed, probably not even listening to you as you freed his cock out from his boxer. You stroke his long, lean, and pretty cock with one hand. “I don’t suppose you have a condom with you?” His eyes finally met yours and he shook his head. “I’ll make an exception this one time,” you lift your hips and align his cock against your pussy, “I’ll let you cum inside of me.”

You cover your mouth as you lowered yourself onto his cock, muffling your moans. You are reminded that you are outdoors with Hana and Osamu’s tent less than twenty feet away. Your hips rocked slowly before Rin intertwine your fingers together, giving you leverage to bounce on his cock.

“Fuck,” he whispered hoarsely, “I miss you… you feel so good…” he tugged you until you pressed against his chest. He thrusts up into you, you slap your hand over your mouth to contain your moan. “I missed you so much,” he murmured against your ear, “I love you so much and I never want to be without you again.”

“I know – I know, Rin,” you whispered back, his hips hitting yours was beginning to echo. “Rin, not too fast… they might hear us…”

“Fuck them…” he chuckled, “this is make-up sex, and if they don’t – “

“Yes! Yes, Osamu!” You and Rin froze, as Hana’s voice could be heard loud and clear. “Just like that… oh! Harder!”

You both covered your mouth, laughing quietly.

“Well,” Rin kisses your neck, “glad we aren’t the only ones.”

You look down at him, whispering, “I love you so much too.” Your lips pressed against his in a soft kiss, and you rocked your hips, meeting his thrusts.

Rin’s movement suddenly stopped as he rolled you over onto your back. “I have to admit I was not expecting outdoor sex but I’m not complaining. I can’t wait to go home, this air bed hurt my back,” he rocked his hips slowly, pressing his forehead against yours, his hand reaching to intertwine your fingers together. “I made an assumption but…” he paused, catching his breath, “you’ll go home with me, right?”

You nod your head, “yes… I want to go home with you.” He was close just like you, his hips fastened and his thrusts became deeper until his last thrust. Your soft whimper is kissed away against his mouth as he cums inside of you.

“So, did it work?” You look at Hana confused, and she gives you an obvious look. “Us having sex, did it make you guys want to have make-up sex?”

. . .

E/n: Quick whip up cause the idea came unexpectedly lol

@queenelleee @mfreedomstuff @erintaro @callmeraider @chaotic-fangirl-blog @wolffmaiden @cloud-lyy

#haikyuu smut #haikyu x reader #haikyuu suna #suna smut #suna rintarou smut #suna x you #suna rintaro x reader #suna angst #suna rintarou angast #suna rinatou x y/n #suna fluff #osamu miya

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cosmics-beings · 11 days

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Eerie thought but what if after megatron's execution, his frame is still there and Minimus doesn't want his friend to be remembered as a tyrant. He wants Megatron to be remembered as a poet and as who he was on the Lost Light. Similar to how the Ultra Magnus armor is passed down, the Megatron armor is as well. Minumus takes Megatron's frame and uses it, and basically writes and does peaceful things in his name. Some people think Megatron still lives but his memory is changed, but it's just minimus.

#ultra magnus #megatron #minimus ambus #not really shippy #but damn this is full of angast #transformers

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searsage · 3 months

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He knows she's angry…her heartrate rapid within her fragile chest as his human struggles to resist the urge to contest his ideals, perhaps becuase she knows in many ways he's right..?

In truth, this journey ended with her, and even if he had died on Marighettis, selfishly the architect fully expected her to continue on despite his absence.

Not for the sake of his kind, but to put an end to the bacteria waiting dorment to ravage yet another world, to ensure the lives lost to its hunger were not sacrificed in vain.

For her sister, for every unfortunate creature trapped on 4546B, for her own peace of mind..and perhaps maybe for his own as well..

It was a burden Al-an himself was not strong enough to shoulder on his own.. not without her.

His expectations did not come without their incredulities..

Flaws his human would not hesitate to point out.

"That's so hypocritical of you, Al-an, if you were in my shoes you would not hesitate to do the same!"

"Our appendages are not compatible enough to utilize such unnecessary garments.."

"IF YOU WERE ME! DAMN IT!!"

"If our situations were reversed I would not risk your life by putting my own in peril.."

"What..?! I..I never intended to-"

"I know, but there will never be a situtation when I will not put your fragility over my vessel, it is best I am not forced to make such sacrifices." Al-an admitted softly, it was a truth they both knew was for the best.

"…I don't want you to hurt yourself for me, I don't care what the situtation is." Robin bites out thickly, her grip on his leg tightening.

"That is not a choice within your control Robin…" Al-an states bluntly, burying his face into her damp hair, it smells intimately like his human, a scent her architect has grown shamelessly fond of.

"It's in neither of ours! But that doesn't mean I'm going to stand around and let you to sign your death warrent the moment something goes out of plan! I know you need me…but.." Robin begins twisting around to face him before her words strangles her, reluctant to give voice to the words he so desperately wants to hear.

"But what Robin…?" Al-an inquires intently, melancholy emotions dancing through the intricate runes in his vessel.

"…" Her answer does not come quickly, instead Robin faltered, her lips tightening as she worried angast her silent burden, there is a moment in which he registers many emotions flittering across his distressed human's face, aprehension and fear dominant amongst them..

The impulse to comfort her is insatiable, and Al-an easily falls prey to dotting on his human, it comes as second nature…

But as her architect presses his face against the damp skin of her temple affectionately, Robin's hand raises from the water to gently catch his jaw..

#Hypocrites In love #ASAAPS #Planet marighettis #al an x robin #al an subnautica #al an/robin #subnautica alan #al an #alan #robin ayou #A terrible ted talk #These silly dorks

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i-give-u--stuff · 13 days

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I don't know if you take art request right now, but I am starved of shellshocked/shellcrime content and I'd be thankful if you'd provide me with silly doodles of them.

Vwala hope you like em ;)

Also solo Prowler bc I thought he was silly

ALSO ALSO

ANGAST THAT I FORGOT TO POST >:)

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garrandia · 7 months

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CANT RB TRIGUN ANGAST CAUSE I LOVE KAI

#aaaaaaaaaa #kai dm me when u finnaly read it

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onetimetwotimesthreetimess · 6 months

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celebrate getting out of tumblr jail by liveblogging hiadt chapter 2 like god intended

“Same here. I’m out too,” Alec chimed in, taking another bite of his apple.

“Not allowed.”

Alec raised his head to find Magnus at the door.

im not aware alec's state of existence is your property pre pre divorce magnus

“And what if you wake up to your wife already married to someone else because you were gone for too long?” Aline inquired.

the fact i have this exact cursed thought alec wake up to magnus marrying etta- *SLAM WALL*

“Actually, he doesn’t,” Magnus interrupted.

as alec lawyer you're violating labor law mr bane

“Big time. Like fucking the prince of — “ Before Izzy could finish the sentence, Alec put a hand on her mouth and pinched her hair, making her yelp in response.

alec just looking to get a bag named after him cut him some slack

“Pffft. I don’t get jealous,” Magnus rolled his eyes but his finger dug deep on Alec’s hips.

now its violation of private property mr bane gimme the money already

I don't know. You look like the sun,” Magnus breathed. “It’s quite possibly the hardest thing not to kiss you when you look like that.”

it called the alexander effect, immediately cure depression i would know I study psychology

The Lightwood-Herondale-Fairchild-Bane-Lewis-Penhallow-Blackthorn circles runs deep across the Edom Hospitals. Even the ones who aren’t blood related, are interlinked through other bonds.

that just the tsc effect

There were bouquets and bouquets of flowers around the room and he groaned dramatically, even though all he wanted to do was giggle and jump at the sight.

better be tulips, magnolia and blue peony among them (idk how the poeny is blue magnus is rich make it happen!)

Alec smirked at him. “I don’t think he’s anywhere nearby. He’s too busy flirting with his employees these days.”

“You should report him to HR.”

“I should.”

buy your poor staff some coffee or high quality bubble milk tea before you force them to witness this toomfoolery

“What?” Dr. Adrian scoffs, “Haven’t you heard? Eat the rich.”

middle school coded

What did Magnus see in him?

yk sometimes u the talent is just unfortunately attached to a dickisiness

i cant even swoon over bamf alec im in distress right now this so much angast wtf

He’d put the decision of his life in Alec’s hands.

something about knife something about scarred hands from holding a different type of knife something something about marriage is giving the other your last defense

we are not talking about the last scene with this speed u gonna make me unmad hiadt magnus and I already conduct a list of nickname and cleverly movie reference tailored to the situation for roasting him you cant do this to me

two chapters and you’re already unmad at HIADT Magnus??? i thought you were stronger than this Anh. I am disappointed ksjssksksksj but I get it—pre accident hiadt magnus is the biggest simp and it’s quite hard not to love him.

Edom staff gets paid to witness the tomfoolery and not for their service as doctors. It is what it is.

and apologies but they weren’t expensive flowers. It was asters, dahlias and lavender. Magnus Bane needs to step it up jajksskk.

Hiadt Magnus’s thoughts while in coma

#your brain>><#hiadt #malec

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that-genuine-genius · 1 year

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Introductory Post:

I kinda- died and got better? I honestly don't know.

Here to answer thyne questionnaires! Hope you enjoy your stay!

I go by He/They

//OOC

Heya! Unnamed here with another rp blog. I go by she/they

Saw there wasn't any future! Donnie blogs so I made one.

If you wanna start an rp just DM me! I'm open for angast at any time >:D

ANYWAY! Hopefully you know the basic etiquette for this stuff. (Just had to say not to flirt with Donnie. DONT FLIRT WITH DONNIE.)

IMPORTANT:

This blog isn't associated with any other ask blogs. It also follows its own storyline. (i am tagged by @fabulous-future-leo on their pinned post so UHM IDK ANYMORE?)

Now I do LOVE Kraang! Donnie, for convenience just pretend that never happened :D

#ooc #introduction!!

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kylievershion · 1 year

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you cannot just send me a sweet ask and not expect one in return you silly fuck/pos

I LOVE YOU SM ESPRESSO /P HOLY FUCK I WASNT EXPECTING THAT AT ALL TODAY, THAT MEANS SM MORE TO ME THAN I CAN EXPRESS IF I COULD I WOULD HUG YOU AND possibly break your spinal cord in the process (/pos) SOOO MUCH AND I WOULD SPIN YOU AROUND WHILE GIGGLING AND SQUEALING YOURASK MADE ME STIM SM I JUST.AAUAUAAAA THANK YOU SO MUCH I LOVE YOU SO MUCH (/p!!) IM SO GLAD WE MET /GEN /POS

WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT /POS

SCREAMS SOBS WAILS FALLS DOWN MILLIONS OF FLIGHTS OF STAIRS BANGS MY HEAD ANGAST A WALL THROWS MYEELF OUT A WINDOW /POS

HAPPY COFFEE NOISES SWIMS IN A POOL OR COFFEE AND EXPLODES /POS

EEEEEEEEEE THAT WAS SO SWEET I LOVE YOU TOO THAT MADE ME SMILE AHHHHHHHHH <333333

#FAVE #save #lemon tag!#ULTRA FAVE #kye-kai answers

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skeletonshark03 · 1 year

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#my art #fanart #baby giiiirl #ofmd #ofmd fanart #black beard #edward teach #angast #gay pirates

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blueeandyellowmakesgreen · 2 years

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to be clear if I want something out of that 2 year timeskip is willel happiness but before that I want willel being completly over it. yes they get powers and end up slaying but give me that angast. yes give me kindness from them but also give me them angry abt how they just can´t catch a break. give me them angry and tired and rolling their eyes. especially will. bc I just know the brutal by olivia rodrigo edits are gonna be crazy. like. yeah. I AM so sick of seventeen. where IS my fucking teeange dream?

dare i say this.

i must confess that.. i actually prefer to see more wonder twins content than byler content. they mean too much to me and honestly their bond is just soooo grargh i need to talk about them more

#byler

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mavrintarou · 6 months

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[4:38 PM] Oikawa Toru [6]

Thank you for your patience, I've got carried away with reading some novels I found on Instagram.

Warning: fluff and explicit smut activities

Fifth part Seventh part

Toru vaguely remembered a few weeks ago before he knew Y/n was his unite mate, that he had wished there was a window connecting to their units to allow the piano sounds to flow more clearly between them.

Well, Mother Nature heard his wish.

He eyed the damage before looking at Y/n’s equally shocked expression. “Well, this is a surprise.”

“Indeed,” Y/n muttered, walking closer to stand across from him. She could partially see into Toru’s bedroom and Mateo’s nursery. “They weren’t kidding about possible interior damage.”

They stared at each other for a few seconds before bursting out into laughter.

“This is crazy!” She exclaimed, breaking into a fit of giggles. After a few seconds she wiped her tears, “today can’t get any better.”

Toru steps across and over to Y/n’s side, pushing aside the rubble on the ground. “Something we will definitely remember.”

“Is Mateo down?” Y/n’s eyes are on Toru as he closes the distance between them.

Toru nodded, standing before her. “Completely out, didn’t even stir when I set him down in his cot in the living room.”

They gazed silently at each other, enveloped in a world that consisted only of the two of them amidst the eventful day.

“Would you like… some tea?” Y/n offered, gesturing towards her kitchen. “Or I can bring it over so we hear Mateo if – “

“It’s okay, we can have tea here. When he wakes up, you will know.” He chuckles, “Mateo makes it known he is up.”

Y/n smiled and headed to the kitchen, “then I’ll get some tea going.”

Toru took the opportunity to tour her living room, he walked towards her bookshelf and something immediately caught his eye. “I remember this manga!” Memories began flooding back as he remembered the storyline and which volume he left off. He had completely forgotten about this manga.

Y/n returned with two cups and watched Toru huddling by her bookshelf. He was so engrossed in something that she set their cups down before approaching him and peeking around his body to find him flipping through the old manga they were once invested in.

“You remember?” Her voice startled him, making him flinch. She broke out in a fit of giggles, “sorry, thought you heard me… did you ever finish the manga?”

Toru shook his head, placing the book back on the shelf. “Actually, do you mind if I borrow your books? I wanna reread it.”

Y/n shrugged her shoulders, “go for it.”

. .

The following morning, Y/n woke up early, her eyes drawn to the clear view through Toru’s unit. It had not registered that the wall between her unit and Toru’s was accessible.

Crossing across her living room, she peeked inside Toru’s bedroom and found him still asleep. He lay on his stomach with the comforters pulled up to his nose.

Y/n tuned her ears, as she heard faint cooing and realized it was coming from the little white monitor beside Toru’s bed. Shifting over, she peeked into his nursery and she couldn’t exactly see him but she could see and hear him more clearly.

She quietly tipped toed over and Mateo was definitely wide awake, cooing to himself as he was still wrapped in his swaddle. Their eyes immediately locked and a wide smile spread on his face.

“Good morning,” Y/n cooed, hovering over him from the side of his crib. “Your daddy still sleeping.” She reached over to loosen the swaddle, freeing his chubby arms as he stretched out his long body.

Mateo was tall for his age and Y/n found out that he was at the ninety-eight percent tile for his height. It was no surprise considering Toru was tall himself, Y/n guessed if Mateo’s mother was a supermodel that she was most likely tall as well.

He rolled over onto his belly and shifted his body towards her, he immediately began to whine, wanting to be picked up.

Seeing that Toru himself wasn’t waking up, Y/n picked up the baby. She spotted a pre-made bottle beside the crib and reached for it. “Are you hungry?”

Mateo excitedly eyed his bottle as Y/n shook the bottle, mixing the formula and water. She popped off the cap and walked over to the glider in the corner of his nursery. He reached for his bottle and latched on to the nipple, hungrily sucking away.

Y/n had imagined countless times how motherhood would be when the day came. She had heard about the magical bond between a mother and her baby when it came to nursing and would love nothing more than to nurse her baby. Her heart ached at the thought of Mateo not experiencing that bond with his mother, let alone having a mother figure in his life.

She didn’t judge his mother’s actions and decisions, but could not fathom how she could walk away and not look back.

It was beginning to become harder for her to keep Mateo at a distance, she knew she shouldn’t overstep her boundaries, let alone get too close to him just in case… things didn’t work out.

The thought already tore at her heart if she ever had to walk away from them.

Was there room for Y/n in their lives? Could she potentially be someone to them?

Mateo finished his bottle and began chewing on the nipple, cooing to himself.

“Are you all done?” Y/n asked, lifting him in a sitting position. “We should probably change your diaper?” She stood up and walked towards the changing table. “Should we wake your daddy?”

“I’m up,” a husky voice answered, “good morning to you two.”

Y/n turned her head towards the open wall as Toru stood against the frame with his arms crossed. He stood tall and ran a hand through his ruffled hair. “This route is faster than going through the door.” He studded over and kissed the top of Mateo’s head before wrapping his arms around them both. “Morning hug!”

Y/n glances over her shoulder at Mateo sitting in his walker as her fingers dance across the keys of her piano. He remained in the exact spot she left him when she went and sat on her bench and began playing. His eyes are mesmerized as he suckles his pacifier and watches Y/n giving him a private show.

An hour ago, Toru received a call informing him that his mother had been rushed to the hospital following a fall at the grocery store.

“Go. Mateo can stay with me.” Y/n assured.

Toru exhaled deeply and nodded his head, he leaned and pressed a kiss on Mateo’s head and then on hers, “thank you Y/n, call me if you need anything.”

Y/n’s fingers gently slowed down as she smiled, noticing Mateo’s eyes started to droop. His head began to nod as he struggled to ward off the drowsiness.

Completing her musical piece, Y/n stood and approached Mateo, who could hardly keep his eyes open as she drew near. She extended her arms, and he eagerly raised his own, yearning to be held. She cradled him in her embrace, and he nestled against her chest, his eyes closing instantly as he sought warmth and comfort.

Toru quickly punched in the code on this keypad and hastily entered his unit. Without pausing to remove his jacket, he rushed through his room and into Y/n’s unit. The space was tranquil, and he took a moment to catch his breath before his gaze landed on them, peacefully cuddled together on the couch, fast asleep.

He couldn’t contain the smile on his face as he took a seat on the edge of the couch. Mateo seemed to be in dreamland with his face nestled comfortably against Y/n’s chest. Toru couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy at his son’s current position.

As if sensing someone, Y/n stirred, and eyes fluttered open. She smiled, “is everything okay with your mom?”

Toru nodded, brushing her hair away from her face. “Yes, she had to get surgery, but it was minor, so she has to stay off her feet for a few weeks.” His eyes shift to Mateo, his hand brushing his son’s brown hair which has gotten longer each month. “Thank you,” he murmured, “I hope he wasn’t a handful for you?”

Y/n shook her head, “he was good.” Her hand rubbed his bottom as he let out a sigh and Y/n chuckled, “he is such a good baby, Toru.”

His gaze is soft as he glances between his son and Y/n, “I know, I’m truly blessed.” He held her gaze for a moment longer, “I’ll say it again, we’re truly blessed to have you too, Y/n.” His hand trails along her jaw and he gently grips her chin, “can… I kiss you?”

Y/n nodded her head.

Toru leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. It was a light kiss but sent electricity down to his toes. Their last kiss had been on his mind and with each passing second, he wondered when he would taste her lips again.

Y/n moaned against his mouth, her hand cupping his face.

“Goo...”

Y/n shoved Toru, breaking their kiss. They both turned their gaze at Mateo who could barely hold his head up as he blinked away from his sleep.

“Teo, why are you always interrupting us?” Toru groaned, he let out a chuckle and quickly sneaked a kiss from Y/n before planning dinner.

. .

Within days, everything seemed to have changed in their little world.

Their mornings would consist of their morning hug and breakfast. Next would be lunch and an afternoon walk around the park. Y/n and Toru took turns making dinner and ending the night with Y/n playing her piano and lullabying Mateo to sleep while Toru rocked him in her living room.

The damage between their units was listed as a low priority and neither Y/n nor Toru was complaining about it. Toru didn’t mind that he had a walkway from his bedroom to Y/n’s unit and he didn’t think Mateo minded either, who recently learned to maneuver in the baby walker and would roll himself into Y/n’s unit from his nursery.

Y/n’s once clean and tidy living room now has a large playpen filled with baby toys and colorful padding play mats.

“Do you think he’ll start walking soon?” Y/n asked while watching Mateo trying to pull himself up on his feet by grabbing onto the wall of the playpen. He was determined, he had fallen on his bottom but would try again.

Toru hummed softly, running his hand through her hair. The three of them settled within the playpen, Y/n finding comfort by resting her head on Toru’s lap while they observed Mateo playing in the corner.

Mateo, in his attempt to stand, nearly succeeded before his grip gave away, causing him to tumble and roll onto his back. Frustration welled up, finding release in tears.

“Come here baby,” Y/n sat up and beckoned with a gentle wave of her fingers. Mateo, with tears-streaked cheeks, began crawling towards them. Y/n scooped him up, embracing him tightly.

Toru rested his chin on Y/n’s shoulder, his gaze fixed on his son who immediately ceased crying and blinked at his dad. “Do you feel better now that you’ve cried?” His son tilted his head and squirmed out of Y/n’s hold; he shifted his body towards his dad.

Toru had expressed how he would do his best to provide his son with unwavering attention and affection, always mindful not to be overbearing. He seeks to find a balance, ensuring that Mateo feels cared for without becoming excessively indulgent. He aims to meet Mateos' needs without fostering a sense of entitlement, guiding him to understand the value behind every provision.

Y/n quietly observed in silence, her heart swelling at the sight of the strong bond between father and son, especially as Toru spoke affirming words to the baby.

Mateo maintained steady eye contact with his dad as if he understood every word.

Y/n gently swayed her body with the piano piece, a new piece for Mateo. She continued playing even after Mateo had fallen asleep in Toru’s arms.

She felt the spot beside her dip and glanced to her left, “tired?”

“No,” he answered, his eyes spellbound by her music. “One day, I want to watch you play live.”

“You’re watching me now?”

Toru squeezed her sides, making her squirm. “You know what I mean.” He has always been amazed and impressed at her unwavering focus when playing the piano. Even during their teenage years, when he would groan and throw a fit during studying time, Y/n remained absorbed in her playing as if he weren’t present. She could effortlessly perform in a sizable auditorium, unfazed by the surrounding crowd, always maintaining a composed demeanor.

He leaned close and pressed his nose against her neck. “Are you easily distracted?”

Y/n narrowed her eyes at him. “No, as a pianist your focus is one of your strongest strengths. You must be able to continue playing even if there is an earthquake happening.”

“Is that so?” He hummed, his tone lower suddenly, “it’s been a while since you must have been tested, should I help see if your focus is still there?”

Y/n tensed as his right hand rested on her thigh, through her silk skirt, she could feel the heat of his palm.

Not only have they been kissing more, but their kisses have also intensified. Always leaving them both breathless and turned on. Toru paid attention to her body language, making sure not to do anything she wasn’t comfortable with.

“Are you still good?”

“Yes,” she breathed, her fingers still dancing across the keys perfectly.

His fingers slowly bunched her skirt until the tip of his fingers danced across her skin. He expected a shift in her breathing but was amazed when she maintained a steady composure. “Your skin is so soft, Y/n.”

Y/n’s breath hitched, for a reason as he withdrew his touch as he got up from the bench. Her eyes followed him as he moved behind her, “can you scoot as close as possible to the edge of the bench for me?”

Without pausing her fingers, she shifted herself to the edge and frowned when Toru positioned himself behind her, his chest to her back and his legs resting on each side of hers.

“Y/n,” Toru’s voice sent chills down her spine. “Spread your legs for me.” He smiled when her thighs widened, and he reached to pull up her skirt. “Good girl,” he praised, he rested both his palms on her thighs, rubbing along the length of them. “Is this, okay?”

It was a few seconds, and she released a steady breath and nodded. “Yes,” she answered meekly.

“At any point, if I make you feel uncomfortable, you stop me, okay?” He needed her to answer him, agreeing and understanding.

“Okay.”

“You continue to focus on your music,” he whispered, “and I’ll focus on you.”

The moment his fingertips brushed against her panties; Y/n flinched. He wouldn’t have noticed but for just a millisecond there, her finger slowed, causing her to go off-tune. Only an expert would have caught it.

Her lower lip was already trapped between her teeth as she remained quiet. She channeled her focus to her fingers, trying to keep the tingling feeling at the core of her pussy at bay. Can he feel how wet she was?

“You’re so wet, already?” Toru chuckled, “is it for me?” his finger rubbed a gentle circle around her clit. “Answer me, Y/n?” he pleaded.

“Y - yes.” She didn’t need to turn back and look to know he had his boyish grin.

Her breath hitched when he trailed his fingers along her slit, teasing her and making her toes curl.

The weight of his other palm lifted from her thigh, and she feels the cool air meeting her pussy as he pulled her panties to the side. His fingertips now pressed against the wetness of her pussy, spreading her juice.

“To - Toru...”

“You can’t be distracted, remember?” He pressed a kiss to her nape, his fingers itched badly to feel what the inside of her pussy would be like. “Keep your legs spread,” he reminded, teasing her as the tip of his middle finger would probe the opening. Her breath quickened but her fingers remained calm, moving across the piano with no problem.

With the rhythm of the music, his fingertip would move in and out and would probe deeper each time.

As Y/n’s fingers moved quickly, so did his fingers.

One… two… three… she counted each mistake she was making in her head and gave up as she no longer cared. It wasn’t like Toru knew the tune anyway and could distinguish the wrong notes played.

Toru nipped the junction between her neck and shoulder, and he slipped two fingers inside of her, groaning when her hot walls clamped around them. With his other hand, he released her panties and hooked one of her thighs, hiking it enough to not interfere with her hand movements.

Y/n’s head rolled back and continued to keep playing, nonetheless. At last, she let out a soft moan and chanted his name; it rolled off the tip of her tongue beautifully with the music.

“Toru... I’m - I’m so close.”

His nose graze along her neck until his lips met her ear as he nipped, “if you cum before you finish with this piece, I get a wish then?”

“O - okay...”

Toru pressed his thumb against her clit and pumped his fingers faster. He felt her tense up and tightened his arm around her leg.

Her pussy clenched around his fingers. They were long and reached her sensitive spot, stimulating her upcoming orgasm.

“No - wait – Toru!”

Her fingers slipped, pressing the wrong key.

“Ah!” Her hand abandoned the keys and gripped his wrist that is pumping faster.

With no more music, the only sound audible is her whimper and the lewd noise each time his fingers pump into her pussy.

“Toru - wait... I’m going to cum,” she gripped the top of her piano, head dropping forward as her body tremble in a release.

His fingers slowed down but continued to keep pumping until her walls finally stopped convulsing around them.

“You!” she spun around, shooting him a glare over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed.

“I get a wish?” Toru smiled at her innocently, bringing his fingers to his lips and sucking them.

She grabbed his wrist, forcing him to withdraw his fingers and whatever she was going to say was forgotten as she stood up and pressed her lips against his.

. . .

E/n: Toru is so daddy...

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Abburth Lore and Relevant Gods

I just realized I am very unclear about lore in my writing, simply because I forget that people are not reading from my private notes, and then I feel repetitive whenever I explain in parathesis or between comas. So, I dug up my lore notes and decided that this may help any of my readers in understanding the overall layout of Abburth, as well as the Gods of some form of importance to the story itself, because, believe it or not, I actually planned the plotline of the story.

First, we have the hierarchy of Abburth, which includes the High Council and their Matron Mothers, and what they are known for.

The Head Council, or first five Houses of Abburth in order from first to last are Houses Coborial, Kilsek, Vandree, Telenna, and Eilservs. House Eilservs was recently appointed into power after they destroyed House Caddath in a raid. House Coborial is led by Matron Aunerae, who is known for her skill in battle and her intelligent twin daughters. House Kilsek is led by Matron Haelra, known for her cunning and skill in subterfuge. House Vandree is led by Matron Ilharess, who is known for her abundance of slaves and cruelty towards Houses below her. House Telenna is led by Matron Nathrea (not to be mistaken with Matron Nathrae II), who is known for her interest in religious lore, and her successful wizard sons. As well as House Eilservs led by Matron Chenzira known for her life dedicated to prayer and commitment to Lolth. The late House Caddath was led by Matron Angaste, who was known for her sternness towards her soldiers, earning a strong fighting force.

Next, we have the schooling system within Abburth itself, which here will be listed the names and purposes of each school, as well as pronunciation, since some of the names are quite strange.

The wizard school is known as Gloufmarth, whose head wizards are from the High Council Houses of Telenna and DeVir, as well as a few other minor houses. The school of the sword and its arts is called Slaekmia (sly-kee-ma), whose heads are K'yornl, Matron Aunerae Coborial's mate, and one of Matron Chenzira Eilservs's sons. And finally, the most important school and training center, Amaxselts (amax-sleets) the Center of Religious Training, whose heads are the Matron Mothers of the Head Council to train all future priestesses of Lolth. Eventually, these priestesses-to-be lead congregated masses that the school holds, specifically the daughters of the Matron Mothers of the High Council.

Finally, in the Abburth lore, we have landmarks or places of interest within the city.

The time teller, otherwise known as the grand clock that tells the time of the surface, to determine when drow elves should retire for rest and evening prayer is known as Mystérieuse (myst-air-ri-oous.) The time is told by a lit and extinguished blue candle. At the beginning of the day it starts as a new flame, and it wanes as the "day" continues, until falling as those on the surface would loose light and retire for the night. Another landmark would also be centerpiece of Abburth itself, a gigantic spider-tiled plaza where exterminations or killings would take place. The last notable landmark would also be the arena, which is located near the outskirts of the city itself, with a large circular dome with black sand in the interior.

With the lore of the Gods, I will list a few, some have been mentioned so far in the book (for those who have read the currently released chapter), while others have no, and that is perfectly fine. All will make sense in due time.

First, we have Corelleon, the main God of the elves, and often called the Lord of Cowardice by the drow as a term of hatred towards Him. He fathers three children, Eilistraee, Vhaeraun, and Vandria, although all of them take residence in the Abyss with their mother, Lolth, or at the time of their birth, was known as Araushnee before Her dealings with a faction of the elves who soon retreated to the Underdark, and soon became known as what we would call drow elves.

Next, we have the aforementioned Lolth, Queen of Spiders, and ruler of the Demonweb pits, the sixty fifth layer of the Abyss. Mother to Eilistraee, Vhaeraun, and Vandria, and former wife to Corelleon, She is the chief deity of the Underdark, and the most terrifying of all of them. Sworn enemy to Eilistraee, Goddess of Dance, she idolizes malicious chaos, and supports senseless death, and even encourages it in Her followers.

Eilistraee, the most important of Lolth and Corelleon's children in the book, is the chaotic good Goddess of dance, song, and the moon, commonly known as the Lady of Dance or Lady Silverhair, on the account of Her long and beautiful silver hair. Her goal is to bring the drow to a better future, by reconnecting Her followers with the surface, to maybe one day tear Her mother away from Her throne, and end the conflict between the surface elves and drow.

Tymora, commonly known as Lady Luck, is a chaotic good Goddess of the surface world, and patron to most gamblers and rogues, and main deity of the Halfling race. She is the embodiment of luck in its entirety, where in front of all of Her temples there is a fountain, where, before entering, all believers must drop a coin in it for good luck, to be taken by the Church to further their journey to worship their God.

And lastly, we have Paladine, or Bahamut, the Platinum Dragon. He is a lawful good God of the surface, and twin brother to Tiamat (otherwise known as Takhisis), while also standing for justice and the distribution of fairness between all parties. His followers hold their friends closest to them, and have a silent vow to keep them safe no matter the obstacle.

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