I would like. To be in mutual love

okay as a chubby girl myself I struggle with how I see myself and this idea makes my heart KSHDHSJS

okay so imagine IMAGINE

Request maybe 🤔🤔🤔

Okay,, you’re standing in the mirror yk in your mirror at technos house/cottage in your underwear and stuff, grabbing at the chub and stuff looking upset and not feeling good about yourself, and techno walking into the room and seeing this. yk him being upset that you feel that way Bc he thinks youre just so pretty 🥺.

IT COULD EITHER GO INTO A SMUT( 😏 where he SHOWS you how much he loves you and how pretty he thinks you are in the mirror) OR FLUFF WITH SOFT WORDS AND CUDDLES or both idk

*slams hand on desk* IVE BEEN WAITIN FOR THIS

I went with both, because I like options. I also based this off a little personal feelings so I hope it works!

My Goddess- Technoblade

Warnings: self conscious reader, swearing, NSFW

   The mirror. Your best, but worst nightmare imaginable. Some days you could look into it and see beauty within your curves. Spend endless minutes hyping yourself up. 'Man I look good' 'I am the fucking shit' 'damn look at that' all little things you tell yourself in pride. Because in those moments, you feel powerful. In those moments you feel like you own the world, that others are just lucky to breathe within your presence.

   However, there are bad days. There are days when looking into the mirror brings shame. Days when all you can do is grab at your stomach, and ponder of what you could have done, or what you will do. Its pressed that everyone is perfect in our own imaginable ways. Yet when you look at others, you cant help but be envious. Others can get away with wearing tight clothing, baggy clothing, any type of clothing. Yet when you try it on all you see is a box, if you wear tight clothing, every roll and muffin top pops out. It can be embarrassing.

   Techno never saw your curves as embarrassing however. He loved them. He loved the plush, soft skin of your tummy or your thighs. Your hips? don't even ask what he thought on hips, as long as they were yours. They were perfect.

   With that said, when he saw you saddened about your form he was slightly hurt. You thought he was beautiful, a hybrid of a monster. But yet you couldn't find the beauty within your rolls? Your plump little form? The very thing that made up you? If he ever found out who planted these seeds of lies in your mind, he would have words.

   If you felt confident enough to take the world by the horns, he let you. He would build you up with sweet words of encouragement. 'Well don't you look amazing...' 'you are looking beautiful as ever'. They were small phrases but they meant a lot to you.

   Techno isn't verbal with his love, or compliments really. He chooses to show it, words are just that. Words. Actions are done, are shown. They are physically put into motion. That's why he prefers it. But he also understands sometimes words are needed. They are needed to ease your nerves and doubtful mind.

   when he catches you glaring at your plump form in the mirror, he cant help but quickly move to your side. Kneeling and kissing up your body. Your arms, your thighs, everything. In the beginning he would let you look away. The idea of someone liking your body type left you uncertain, many times you would ponder if his endless kisses were done as a joke. But each and every time he would reassure you that it was real. That him loving you, loving your body. It wasn't in pity, it was in genuine love.

   Tonight was one of those bad nights. With Techno in the bath, you were left to change for bed. Wait for him to come out, and then cuddle the night away until the sun kissed the horizon.

   But well you changed your eyes fell to the mirror. Your eyes casually roamed your body. You were used to looking at it so nothing stood out of course. But as you shifted, you caught a few stretch marks within the candle light. They looked like streaks of lightning that were dragged across your skin. With a quick glance away, you pulled something over your form. Wanting to cover your body and deal with that mental baggage later.

   Of course the Hybrid that stood tall within the door frame held other ideas about that moment. The one thing that always put you at ease was Techno's size. Before you were in a relationship with him, you feared you wouldn't be able to wear your lovers clothing. Being a bit plumper meant "one size fit all" did not fit all. But luckily, with your roughly 6ish/7ish foot Piglin Hybrid of a lover, all of his clothing was a bit baggy on you. Technoblade was a very Built man, this came from his never ending training and his natural born strength of course. But even with him being built and big, the first time he asked you to sit on his lap had you hesitant. What if he found you too heavy? The idea of him asking you to move off would leave you completely mentally ruined. Of course when you finally sat he didn't utter any words besides praises. His hands running gently over your thighs, with a tight grasp he kept you close. When Techno saw you ease into his lap more often, he took pride in knowing you were comfortable enough to do it on a daily basis. That was when he upped the bar again. The day he asked you to sit on his face was the day you had a heart attack. You were so paranoid you would crush him. Of course he was all bemused smirks well you tried to think of excuses. Yet this man was able to ease your nerves and reassure you until you were comfortable once again. You would never forget how giddy he was to be between your thighs. That was the day he found his favorite spot.

   Before you could ease some bottoms over your underwear, this man had his arms around you. Pushing against your hands. His nose was nuzzled into your neck muttering gently "Please, leave them off for now..." with a brow raised you complied. You let the shorts drop to the floor, assuming you would be coming for them in a brief moment. You could smell the lingering sent from his shampoo. The fresh smell giving you great comfort.

   Techno moved you back to face the mirror, his head moving briefly so he could see you face yourself. With a light stubble scratching against your neck you felt the goosebumps rise. Your eyes met his ruby ones within the mirror. "Do you know, how beautiful you are?..." he asked rhetorically. Dragging out the words that he felt were important. You wanted to say no, but knew he wouldn't want that answer.

   "I think I'm alright..." you said softly. He hummed and pressed a loving kiss to your neck. His hands slowly fell down to the buttons of the shirt you were wearing. Skillfully he undid them without thought. When you had pulled a shirt on you didn't think much, but now saw that it was his you wore. Of course he didn't mind, he never minded.

   With the buttons undone he opened the shirt to expose your naked form. Every curve and roll on sweet display for him "You are beyond 'alright'... alright is basic. You know my goddess is beyond mortal definitions..." you gave a gentle smile at his charm, glancing away from his eyes. He didn't allow this tonight however. Instead he took your jaw and gently redirected it to the mirror. Meeting his gaze again.

   "My love... My goddess, you know your body rivals the gods, yes?..." you slightly shrugged, unsure if this was true. With another loving kiss he continued. "Persephone had rolls... She was just as plump as you my love..." you fallowed his eyes gently. Him comparing you to the beautiful goddess left you feeling better. If someone so divine could have rolls why couldn't you?

   He didn't stop there however. "If you cant see your beauty. Let me show you how beautiful you are..." his tone was pleading. Like a animal begging for spare scraps. You watched his eyes, his finger and thumb having control over your chin. You thought on his words and gave a brief nod to him. Trusting him and whatever he had planned.

   Instead of immediately kissing you all over, he pulled away. Firmly telling you to keep your eyes on the mirror. You felt a bit awkward standing there, your legs shifting closer underneath you. He soon came back however, his crown in hand. You could also see he had a simple gray towel around his waist, showing he was fresh from the bath.

   Your curiosity with the crown lingered, but you watched as he put it on your head. "You are a queen... My Queen... You will always be reminded of your everlasting beauty for as long as you are with me..." for not complementing a lot, tonight he was on a roll. Your eyes ran over the crown. The delicate and bright stones contrasting the shimmering gold well against your skin.

   He walked around to the front of you, leaning down to meet your lips in a loving kiss. His hand found a firm places on your hip, and on the plush skin of your ass cheek. With a gentle, but firm grasp he moved and rolled the skin beneath his hand. Loving how soft you were. With his hands working soft whimpers and moans out of you, his mouth devoured them. Eating every noise you made, cherishing them deep within his heart.

   Leaving your lips swollen he moved down. Kissing your jaw and neck. Planning to leave you a work of art. A show of how much he loves you.

   After your neck it was your chest. Soft plump breasts fitting ever so sweetly within his hands. With firm grasps he had you flushed red whimpering. Your eyes half lidded with the sweet lingering pleasure. Yet you still watched yourself and him, knowing to not disobey him.

   With soft kisses placed to the tops of your breasts and nipples he moved to your stomach. This is where you craved to look away. Wishing to hide yourself in his neck.

   "T..T-Techno..." he hummed acknowledging your words. But he still pressed light kisses down to the hem of your underwear.

  “Keep your eyes on the mirror." He said, pulling them down. Helping you step out of the discarded clothing. You couldn't see his face. Only his backside was facing the mirror, and even then his long wet hair hid most of his toned back.

   His fingers ran through your slit briefly. His rings offered a major temperature difference between your heat and the cold metal. With a little squirm his hands moved and held you in place. Desiring to keep you in place before he moved his head in and started to devour you. Eating you out like it was his last meal on earth.

   With a ever so sinful cry, you gripped at his hair. Begging for your knee's to not give out. With one hand on his head, the other one flew to the crown on your head. Trying to keep it on well you easily hunched over from the overwhelming pleasure. Techno never failed to leave you speechless- or should we say, he never left you quiet. Even if you could see yourself, you didn't think you would be able to focus much. Your eyes were tightly shut well your mouth ran between being in a 'O' and being locked shut.

   He did pull back from your folds to speak. Earning a cry from you. You were getting close and him pulling away was painful. "You can cum. But you have to keep your eyes open" you nodded profusely. Agreeing to anything if it meant feeling his lips back on you. He lingering a moment. Making sure your eyes opened before he leaned back. Taking his time to show your clit attention before going back to his main course.

   With your eyes looking back at you. You were unsure if you were ashamed with how blissed out you looked or happy. The whole scene in itself was erotic. You were incredibly small compared to the giant between your legs. His only drive to please you completely. Your eyes never left the mirror as he ate you out to your climax. Your hips stuttering and bucking, but proving no use to his iron grip. When you came he waisted no time at cleaning it up. He had no shame, that your cum was running down his chin. He was happy when you were pleased. And he knows you are definitely pleased after that climax.

   But he wasn't finished. With your legs weakening he helped you down onto his lap. He let you collect yourself against his chest for a few moments his hand ran over your back.

   "Doin' ok there Princess?..." you nodded slowly. Your chest rising and falling fast well you try and calm yourself. "Think you can do one more?" You nodded again well he pressed a kiss to your forehead, acknowledging your response. Adjusting his crown on your head, he moved so the mirror was beside you two. Showing both of your bodies, with the towel acting as a thin barrier.

   When you both were situated he did remove the towel. With a strong arm he lifted you up and positioned his hardened cock at your entrance, wasting no spare moment to fill you up. Well you did try to hide within his neck, it proved no use. He made sure to turn your head to the mirror.

   With your eyes hitting the mirror you saw how his head was beside yours. Your cheek was pressed to his chest well his was pressed to your forehead. His eyes lingeried your body. Drowning in your blissed out form. He found you utterly perfect.

   Well your bodies were connected, it almost looked like art. With techno's sharp gaze and your blissed out reddened cheeks, the contrast was there but yet they went together in perfect harmony. With the roll of his hips he made sure to keep your eyes on the mirror. Wanting to drag out every cry and moan you could utter. He set his pace at a rhythmic thrust, wanting to not only pleasure you, but himself as well. Well you griped to his sides, he kept his hand on he back of your head gently. Wanting to keep your head facing the mirror. With sweet sinful praises he coached you to a second orgasm, his fallowing close behind. He kissed your head gently, keeping you close to him well he felt himself soften. when his eyes met yours in the mirror he smiled softly. 

“Look at how beautiful you are... Always so, so beautiful Princess...”

Could I have a steak, medium, with mashed potatoes?

First diner request!! (This is for bakugo and I’ll be using his given hero name in this)

Pairing: proHero!Bakugo Katsuki x proHerofem!reader and they were roommates

Characters are over the age of 21

Warnings:  i’m still bad at writing smut i’m sorry language, some angst, oral(male and female receiving), spanking, penetration, degradation

NSFW so please if you’re not 18+ DO NOT INTERACT

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The air around them was thick as they finished the paperwork for their latest mission. You had been working with Dynamight for a couple of years now and had grown close to the explosive hero. So close that the two of you now live together, Bakugo grumbling about it being cheaper than the both of you living alone. So this evening routine was normal whenever the two of you were involved in an intense mission such as this.

However, things were slightly amiss.

He didn’t offhandedly congratulate you on not dying “you damn extra”.

Hell, he didn’t even yell at you for almost hitting him with your quirk, which has happened no one’s perfect. 

But this time? Silence, pure and uncomfortable silence. So needless to say the ride back to your shared apartment was too quiet.

You didn’t say anything when you let yourselves into the building. He didn’t say anything when he unlocked the door and let the two of you in. It wasn’t until the door slammed shut behind him that he finally raised his voice.

“What the fuck was that?”

You had already walked into your room and began shedding your hero uniform. “I’m sorry?” You yell out from your room, halfway into your chill sweatpants and struggling to put on a comfy t-shirt. “What are you talking about Katsu?”

“Don’t play stupid with me dumbass, what the fuck was that?” He does his best to ignore the fact that you’re wearing one of his old t-shirts but he cant help the heat he feels seeing you like that. As if you didn’t do something utterly stupid an hour ago.

Your eyebrows furrow at his question, barely understanding what the blond is implying. “I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about! Please enlighten me, Bakugo.”

“Tch, don’t call me that.”

“I’ll call you whatever the hell I want if you’re gonna keep yelling at me for no damn reason!”

He pushes past you and enters your shared kitchen, already changed from being at the agency earlier and begins to prepare a meal. The anger hasn’t dissipated but he’s hoping to keep the conversation going by making one of your favorites. Bakugo is angry, yeah, but also incredibly attracted to his own roommate which makes him even angrier. He knows your eyes are on him, but he’s staying firm so then you can see how stupidly you were acting. 

“Bakugo!”

“You could have died out there dumbass!” He roughly turns off the stove, his want to make you food ruined. Your jaw drops slightly as you think back to what happened. Your thoughts run wild in your brain as you’re trying to figure out what he’s talking about. You almost die every day and this is the one time he’s concerned about it. Suddenly a light bulb goes off in your head and everything clicks.

You softly murmur, “you mean when I saved you?”

“Yes, (Y/n)! That.”

You hadn’t heard him that angry, especially at you. You remember Mina telling you that you’re the only woman he lets close so he’s never really mad at you. Maybe all of that has changed. Did Bakugo catch on to your harbored feelings or...?

“You mean me saving you from the villain severely injuring you? God, Bakugo, we put our lives on the line everyday and this is what has you riled up? Me, saving and protecting the number 3 hero from imminent death at the hands of some low level villain? Who am I, some low ranked hero to the world as opposed to you? I weighed my options!” Your voice raised after each sentence and your breathing became shallower, causing your chest to rise and lower very pointedly.

This didn’t go unnoticed by Bakugo, but he’s currently too upset to act on it.

But he does match your energy. “I was perfectly fine handling that hit on my own and you know that.”

“Without my quirk you would’ve been in the hospital.”

“And you’d be dead! Did you ever think that there are others that need you alive? Fuck!”

Finally his thoughts and feelings had come to light. You were taken aback at his questions, still trying to figure out what this really means for you. You try to speak up, “the world needs Dynamight. Not me.”

“I need you.”

Your eyes widen at the words you’re not sure he said. But he did say what he said right?

You stutter over your words, “I, uh, what?”

Bakugo rakes a hand through his hair and huffs out, “Fuck it, c’mere.”

He pulls you in by the waist, his hands fitting there perfectly and softly kisses your lips. At first you’re shocked but give into your own feelings, kissing him back as your hands wrap around his neck. Bakugo takes that to kiss you deeper, his tongue licking at your bottom lip making you moan.

You two pull apart, a trail of saliva connecting your lips as your breathing is labored. Your lust filled eyes meet his which are also filled with lust and one other emotion you don’t want to believe is there, but secretly hope it is.

“This isn’t how I wanted to tell you.”

“That you love me, right Katsu?”

“Shut up, dumbass.”

He silences your giggles by kissing you again, this time more intense and lifts you onto the counter. His hands move from your waist to under your shirt. When his hands reach the soft skin of your breasts you let out a moan that went straight his nether regions. Fuck, he wants to hear those sounds from you all the time. He tests the waters further by pinching and playing with your pert right nipple and kneading your other mound. 

Breathy moans escape as you break the kiss to hide your own sounds. Bakugo meets your lidded eyes,”sweetheart don’t hold back on me. I wanna hear it all,” he emphasizes the last word by pinching your nipples harder making you scrunch your eyes closed. A curse leaves your lips as his ministrations on your breasts don’t let up.

“Fuck baby, when was the last time your body was properly taken care of? You’re so sensitive,” he growls into your ear, nipping and sucking at it in a teasing way. He pulls away to face you as your eyes flutter open at the lack of touch. You give him a questioning look to which he responds. “Stop me now if you don’t want this.”

Your breathing is ragged as Bakugo patiently and impatiently waits for your answer. You push him lightly away from your body in order to give you space to take off your shirt and toss it to the ground, your chest on full display to the blond. 

“I want this more than you know,” your words low and dripping, motioning him to come closer.

Without hesitation Bakugo sweeps in and wraps his arms around your body. Naturally your legs find purchase around his waist and he lifts you off of the counter. You feel his hard on right up against your stomach, riling you up further. Was this all it took to make this man want you?

His lips find haven on your neck, biting and sucking like he’s tasting you for the first time. “As much as I want to take you right here, let’s move it to my room, yeah?”

That knowing smirk he gives you goes straight to your core, making your panties wetter. That didn’t go unnoticed as he whispers out a fuck and rushes to his room. 

The feel of a lush duvet on your back alerts you that you’re now in his room and on his bed. His warm hands continue to trail and rake up your torso and over your breasts as you two make out. Bakugo backs up and off you only to trail kisses down the center of your body. He kisses in the valley of your breasts, leaving the area cool as his lips leave it for your belly. You try to cover up, a sense of insecurity overcoming you. The blond swiftly moves your arms away and kisses every dip and roll your tummy has to offer, sinking lower to where skin meets the fabric of your sweatpants. You feel his fingers on the hem as he eyes you for approval. You nod and in seconds your sweatpants are thrown across the room.

A clear wet stain at your core can be seen on your underwear, which isn’t cute but can’t change that now. Bakugo can already smell the arousal on you, “you this wet for me already? I haven’t even touched your pussy yet.” You moan at his words and try to rub your thighs together for friction. He smirks at what you’re trying to do and firmly places his hands on your thighs, almost threatening to leave imprints. 

“Tell me what you want princess.” You can feel his breath against the growing wetness of your cunt.

“Katsu, fuck. It’s embarrassing.”

He inches his hands closer to your clenching hole but never gets close enough. “It wasn’t embarrassing when you stripped for me in the kitchen yeah? You being a brat, slut.” He slaps your inner thigh making you gasp out. A sinister smile comes to his face at your reaction. “You’re such a slut, making such lewd noises so easily for me and I haven’t even done anything.” His fingers then glaze over your clothed pussy making you whimper. “Tell me.” he slaps your thigh again, “what you want.”

Your breathing is shallow with want as a wanton moan escapes your lips. “Fuck Katsu, I want- hah- I want your mouth.”

“Where?”

“Don’t make me say it - ah shit!”

The blond playfully bit right outside the lining of your underwear, knowing damn well where you actually want it. “Tell me.”

“Fuck! I want your mouth on my pussy, please!” You all but scream out the sexual statement.

You hear him chuckle and feel him shrug your underwear off, your hips rising to make the action go by faster. “That’s all I wanted, brat.”

You had always dreamt and played with yourself to the thought of Bakugo eating you out but it never amounted to the real thing. His lips wrapped around yours as he sucked and pushed his tongue inside your walls. For sure, the two of you are going to get a noise complaint but you’re too in the throws of ecstasy to care. His lips and tongue work in tandem to bring about the utmost pleasure to you. When his tongue and lips find your clit, he has to put pressure on your hips to keep them steady.

Your out of control breathing and whining turn him on more than would be possible. He growls and grunts into your heat, enjoying your taste and smell too much. He can feel his dick getting hard and leaking onto the mattress beneath him. He starts grinding into it to alleviate some of the building pressure. But it’s not as much pressure that’s building in your core; he can feel it. 

“Oh fuck, Katsu I’m gonna cum. Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

Katsuki continues to thrust his tongue in and out of you and suck on your clitoris as your ride out your first orgasm. Once your heartbeat slows to a normal pace, hair sticking out in all directions and sweaty you look down at him. He’s wiping away at his chin and sucking whatever was left off his fingers.

Did you...?

“Damn, sweetcheeks. You must’ve been holding back. That was fucking hot.”

“Shut up, it’s, hah, it’s not my fault my other partners couldn’t satisfy me.”

He crawls up to you and kisses you, making you taste your saltiness on his lips. “Well then we gotta make up for lost time, yeah?”

You scoff at him and notice his walls are low. Taking the initiative, you overpower him and place him on his back, straddling him.

“Heh, just what the hell do you think you’re doing, brat?”

You peck his lips and remove his shirt, “Returning the favor, what’s it look like?” Your hands deftly move down his toned torso, leaving fleeting kisses until you meet the line of his boxers, seeing his dick straining against the material. You do your best to keep in the drool leaking out of your mouth when you remove his boxers.

Bakugo gets a, rightfully earned, ego boost seeing your reaction to his penis. “Heh, take a picture it’ll last longer.”

You honestly debate it but just bite your lip at his sarcasm. His tip is already leaking pre-cum and you lick your lips at the sight. You bend down on your knees to get comfortable and then surprise him with a long slow lick from the base to tip. His hand immediately takes purchase in your hair, admiring the texture as he hisses out curses. You swirl your tongue all around the tip, making sure to dip into the little slit at the top.

That got a growl out of him.

“You fucking brat, you think you’re in control huh?”

You nod by sinking your mouth lower on his dick and quickly coming up with a pop, an evil grin on your face. Taking the challenge, Bakugo places not supporting hand on the back of your head, forcing you closer to his aching member. 

“Suck.”

You comply, with a little help, and begin to suck him hard and deep. Your cheeks hollow out the more ragged his breathing gets and add in more tongue. Curses fly free from his mouth as his eyes roll back in pleasure. He tries his best to keep his hips on the bed but the way you’re blowing him, he may just have to face fuck you. What turns him on more is the obvious bulge of his dick in your throat that almost makes him cum on the spot. 

You’re more than willing to drink up his cum but he stops you before he gets too lost in the feeling. “Baby, I wanna cum in you so bad but not like this.” He lets you remove yourself from his throbbing dick as he pulls you in for a sloppy kiss. For some reason, tasting himself on your lips is something he can get used to. He flips you over to your back, eyes meeting in a mixture of love and lust. You truly see what he’s been feeling all this time and vice versa. His words from earlier ring in your ears and you calmly place a hand on his cheek.

“Katsu, I’m sorry for scaring you.”

Ruby eyes roll as he leans down to kiss you. “Dumbass, I know you’ll be sorry by letting me fill you up with my seed. You’re on the pill right?”

“Strange how you remember that and my favorite food.”

“Don’t ruin the moment.” He pauses as he sees the lazy grin on your face. He could get used to this. He’s still hovering over you, dick ready and throbbing as he teases your entrance. “Fuck, I love how wet you are for me. You get this wet for every other guy?” He continues to toy with your opening, making you whimper and squirm underneath him. “Answer me, slut.”

“N-no. Only you, Katsu- Ah!”

Happy with your answer, he thrusts into your awaiting pussy, breathing shallow at how warm and soft you feel around his penis. “Fuck, so wet and so tight. This pussy is for me right? Yeah it is, brat. Tell me.”

With each word he pumps in and out of you at a speed you never thought would be possible. Your senses are overwhelmed by him. The sight of him fucking you and losing control over you, the sound of skin meeting skin and the squelches from your cunt. The smell of sex in the air, the feel of his dick hitting you in all the right places, and the taste of each of your essences on your lips and tongue. This was paradise. “Yes, hah, it’s all for you!”

Bakugo slows his pace to pull you up for a messy kiss. He then flips you over onto your knees. A wanton moan leaves your throat as his member reaches deeper into you. Seeing you from this angle, he wants to engrave this view in his memory. The way your ass looks up against his skin, he can’t help but harshly smack a cheek. You yell out in pleasure, clamping down more onto him.

“Fuck baby girl, you like when I spank you huh?” He spanks your other cheek and got the same result of pussy clenching on him.

“Yes,” you pant out, “fuck daddy I love it! Spank me more!”

You’re not even sure what you’re saying anymore, pleasure and ecstasy flowing through you. He spanks you more, making the both of you closer to release. His hands leave your ass, one onto your waist and the other reaching for your clit rubbing it vigorously. 

“You gonna cum you slutty brat, huh? Gonna cum all over daddy’s cock yeah?”

He pumps into you harder, rubs you harder. “Yes, fuck Katsu I’m gonna cum.”

Bakugo abruptly stops, pulling out slightly to change positions. He sees the confusion on your face as you see you’re about to ride him. But there’s something else in his gaze. 

“That’s not,” he humps into suddenly and you cry out, “my fucking name is it?”

His movements almost feel faster this time that you’re on top. Your breasts bounce and jiggle in his face and he wants to fondle them earnestly. His hips gyrate faster and faster, chasing the sweet sense of relief he knows he’ll find. Bakugo wanted to keep fucking you from behind, but he wanted to see your fucked out face as you came again. His hand again begins to rub at your clit, bringing you closer and also clenching on his dick harder.

“Fuck baby girl. Are you ready to cum with me, huh? Tell me you’re ready.”

You keep bouncing up and down, feeling the largest orgasm of your life coming to fall over you. Your tongue lolls out and tears edge at your eyes. “Yes! Daddy fuck I wanna cum.”

“Then cum baby. Cum for me.”

“Ah, hah, Katsu, Katsuki! Hah, fuck fuck fuck, oh my god.”

Underneath you, Bakugo continues to fuck you through his own orgasm, muttering and growling under his breath; volume increasing the more of his seed that spurts out into you. You fall on top of him, sweat and other bodily fluids mix together as he limply holds you in his arms. Once your breath has calmed down, you slowly remove yourself from on top of him and fall again into the mattress.

“Fuck, princess. How was that?”

You turn to meet him and want to hide yourself, but what’s the point? He saw a side of you and brought out something in you you thought he would never see. “That was, goddamn, worth waiting for?”

He chuckles and kisses your forehead. “Stay here.” He commands you as he heads to the bathroom. He comes back with a warm towel and two glasses of water. He kindly helps you clean up and gives you a glass to drink. You didn’t realize how dehydrated you were until you had downed the whole glass. Bakugo laughs at you as he drinks his water and wipes himself as well.

“You know I love you, right?”

All you could do was nod as sleep was the only thing on your mind currently. However your stomach had other ideas.

“We never ate dinner did we,” you ask and chuckle at the realization.

Bakugo, still as naked as you are, brings you into his body and cuddles you close. “I was gonna make you your favorite dish but we can order takeout if you like.

“And besides, I already got a full meal.”

“Katsu!”

The diner is open

A.N : HHHHH got this cute idea from @writer-of-the-soul AND I CANT RESIST TT this idea is so adorable i hope this do the justice .. (i think this is my second favorite one that i work on) :]

TW : emeto, mpreg

"Hyuunggieee", Jungkook sings from the door, hurrying to open his shoes and coat. Hoseok looks up from his phone, " Jungkookie, you're back early?"

Jungkook scoots over, laying beside Hoseok, "Mhm, the others would come in few minutes too"

"Aahh that's great then, i'm starting to get bored being alone at home"

"Heheh, i'm sorry hyung, but the baby here needs special treatment. Can't get you jumping around doing choreography, can we? The baby will be mad at you", Jungkook reasons, making Hoseok chuckle. " Yah! you're all just happy i'm not there to make you repeat choreo over and over again"

"Noooo why would you think like that", Jungkook laughs.

" Hyung, can i?", he looks over his hyung, pointing at the older bumps. It's fascinating at his eyes how now it's become clear that Hoseok is pregnant and there's a baby in there. Hoseok smiles and nods, tugging his baggy sweater up a bit so it shows his stomach. Jungkook gasps, start rubbing it with his fingers lightly, "Hello little one .. what were you doing today?", he says softly, looking into the bump as if trying to feel a kick. Hoseok sighs, " Well this little one right here doing nothing except freaking out and making me throw up all day", Hoseok whines.

"Ahh.. hyung..", Jungkook sighs, "I see you're being difficult today hm", he mumbles to the bump again, placing a little peck on it that almost makes Hoseok shiver with the touch.

" Have you eat something at least hyung?", Jungkook asks, now shifting his position to lay near Hoseok's tummy after gaining a nod from the older as he still wants to talk with soon to be his niece or nephew. His hand still grazing there mindlessly, feeling it moves a little bit when Hoseok sighs.

"I have to drink some tea and crackers earlier. I don't know how long it will stay down this time", he responds. Jungkook hums.

A comfortable silence draped over them. Jungkook almost dozed off until he feels Hoseok's squirms, shifting his position that makes his hand falling from the older bumps.

" Hyung?"

"Oh, i'm sorry Kook-ah. Just want to change my position. Laying down makes me nauseous", Hoseok answers.

Jungkook blinks, sitting up, "Are you okay?", he asks as he could see colors draining from the older face. Hoseok musters him a tight-lipped smile, " Just usual nausea. Dont worry, I think this is just a fluke", he says in between his attempt to control his breathing, reassures Jungkook. "Okay..", he replies, not fully believing him but deciding not to ask for further information.

" Can i rub your tummy again or it will upset you more?", Jungkook asks instead, already rubbing circles on it. Hoseok chuckles, "Sure Kook, i wouldn't turn down an offer like that".

It didn't even last for more than 20 minutes until Hoseok holds his wrist. Jungkook looked up from his position laying on Hoseok's chest to see the older seems distressed. Jungkook sits up, alarm in his brain went on.

" Hyung? Is everything okay?"

Hoseok shut his eyes, exhales shakily, "No".

" I want to puke", he mutters, holding back a gag as he abruptly stands up and runs, more like waddles, to their shared bathroom. Jungkook's heart starts beating fast, worriedly going after him. He follows him, entering the bathroom before Hoseok even reaches the toilet and opens the lid. Hoseok was hunching over the toilet, holding onto his stomach. Jungkook stands next to him and touches Hoseok's shoulder.

" Hey.. you will be fine hyung"

Hoseok nods as he exhales another shaky breath, shuddered when he feels gross nausea settled over his body like a wet blanket. He could feel liquid start creeping up on his throat.

"Oh god, Kookie, i will be sick", Hoseok whimpers weakly. Not long after his stomach clenched, making him heave and bent his body further as vomits start gurgling from his lips. He could see the remnants of crackers he just ate plopping to the water below, and so is his tea.

He heard Jungkook gasp, the younger hands move to his waist to keep him steady and the other massaging his nape.

"Uurrkk-" He starts to feel hot all over when he retches again, spurting more liquid filling the bowl. He almost cries at the sight. He couldn't keep anything down.

Another vomit made it's way up, spilling past his lips. The liquid felt thick. Hoseok can taste it on his tongue, salty and sour with a bitter tinge of bile at the tip of his tongue.

" You're doing great, hyungie", he hears Jungkook say and sees tears forming at the corner of his eyes. Hoseok tries to give him a reassuring grin through all of the pain but fails.

His eyes sting as he continues throwing up whatever remains in his stomach.

It feels like hours passed by when he managed to straighten his body. His back aches at the amount he has been bent over to throw up today. Hoseok sniffles as he flushed the toilet, watching his effort to eat drain.

"I'm sorry you had to see that, Kook. that was gross", he rasps in between breaths, feeling lightheaded at the moment. Jungkook shakes his head, smiling.

"Do you want me to call Yoongi-hyung?", Jungkook offers. He knows that the older feel horrible right now and maybe want his boyfriend to comfort him.

Hoseok shooks his head no, "No, I think he still busy, right?"

Jungkook nods, remembering the second oldest saying he had songs to finish tonight. "Nah, that means it's now your duty to cuddle me until i feel better, Kook-ah"

Jungkook laughs. "Okay.. I won't let you down then"

"The fact that i still throwing up even i'm on 6 months now is bullshit", Hoseok grunts the moment they are safely tucked in bed. Requesting Jungkook to placed a trashcan beside his bed, just in case.

"You can asks Yoongi-hyung to check up to the doctor hyung. Not gonna lie, you scare me earlier"

Hoseok chuckled, " I guess. i'm sorry, i know you never handle my morning sickness"

Jungkook nods, " It's alright though hyung. Now let's rest, i know you're exhausted"

"I've been resting the whole day, Kookie", Hoseok complains, turning to his side where his cheek touches the cold mattress.

They ended up cuddling, talking about anything and everything until Hoseok starts dozing off.

" You're sleepy, just go to sleep hyung", Jungkook giggles, looking at how adorable his hyung trying to keep his eyes wide open.

Hoseok huffs, shifting his position so he laying flat on his back, closing his eyes as one of his hand's grazings over his bump, "I want to but the baby here keep kicking", he exhales, " It makes me nauseous again"

Jungkook smiles sadly, "Let's sit up hyung. You feel like you're going to puke again?"

Hoseok closes his eyes, nodding his head slightly," I am", he groans, opening his eyes when he feels another kick. He lifts a shaky hand and places it over his belly, "This one really active huh", he chuckles tiredly.

Jungkook places the trashcan on the bed, that Hoseok gladly accepts and immediately hugging it tight.

Jungkook looks at Hoseok with worry in his eyes. "Is there anything i can do?", he asks worriedly.

Hoseok breathes heavily over the trashcan, before his shoulder rolls, making him gag and spits trickle of bile and saliva covering the plastic. Jungkook quickly moves, putting a hand on the elder back.

" Can you-", Hoseok manages to speak but a heave interrupt him, spitting some more vomit, this time more water, which made it seem worse, because Jungkook feels sick himself as well.

"Can you call Yoongi-hyung?", Hoseok says, wiping his mouth, before he dived his head into the trashcan again.

Jungkook nodded as he reached out for his mobile phone beside him.

After finding Yoongi's contact, he calls the older who picks up almost immediately, answering it in a heartbeat.

"Kook? Whats up?", Yoongi answers. " Are you okay? i can hear someone throwing up, is anyone sick?"

"Hyung, it's Hobi hyung. His morning sickness got pretty bad—", Jungkook pauses and winced when he heard the older retches beside him. His hand still massaging Hoseok's nape. Feeling it tenses everytime the latter gagging, "—and he wanted you to come home soon. Are you still busy?"

"I'll be back soon. Im on my way", Yoongi said. Jungkook could hear some shuffling in the background. " Can you take some ginger mint candy on the cupboard in the kitchen, Kook? Give it to Hobi, tell him to eat that. It usually help. I will go now", he adds before hanging up the call. Jungkook hangs up too. He turns to Hoseok with concern in his eyes.

"Is he coming soon?", Hoseok asked quietly. Jungkook sighs.

"Yes hyung, dont worry", Jungkook reassured.

Hoseok nods, before turning his head to the trashcan again. This time not throwing up, but coughing and panting softly. His back hurts from bending. He leans against the wall while rubbing his stomach slowly, letting himself calm down a bit. Jungkook watches him quietly, worriedly. " Is the baby still kicking?"

Hoseok hummed, before he grabs his hand, moving it gently, making sure he doesn't squeeze too hard or push too hard, and places his palm to his tummy skin, "Feel that?"

Jungkook gasps, a wide smile plastered to his face, "Hyung!! they are kicking!!"

"Mhm they are", Hoseok whispers tiredly.

" Are you done? You can rest if you do not feel like throwing up again. I can clean this", Jungkook offers. Hoseok shakes his head lightly, "No, not yet"

Jungkook retracts back, rubbing the older arms again, "I will get your candy, Yoongi hyung told me"

"Oh, yes please. Thank you, Kook", Hoseok murmurs, voice laced with relief and gratitude. Jungkook smiled, and walk outside. Quickly searching for the candy and take it , along with a glass of water. His heart break when he could hear Hoseok's newfound retches from outside. Jungkook bites the inside of his lips before entering again, this time with both the items in hand, "Here hyung. Drink",

Hoseok gratefully takes them both, placing the glass near his bedside table and opening the wrapper, "Thank you, Kookie. I'm sorry you had to see me like this, going far you had to taking care of me too"

"Don't worry about it, hyung", Jungkook says, "Just try to get some rest, yeah? It must be tiring for you", he said.

Hoseok nods, letting Jungkook to dispose the trashcan and putting the items on the nightstand. Then, Jungkook joins Hoseok to lay beside him under the blanket, pulling the covers over their bodies. Hoseok lets out a contented sigh, snuggling closer to Jungkook's warmth.

"Thank you, Jungkookie".

Partners- Reader x Hybrid!Maknae line

A/N: Don't know if ill write more and make a Lil series or keep this as a drabble

WC: 4k

Warnings:Fluff, possible smut if i continue. 

Rated: PG 13 i guess

After another long day at your shitty desk job as a secretary, you were on your way out when you get stopped by the department head.

“Hey Y/N, I'm glad I caught you!”

You inwardly groaned. All you wanted to do was to go home to your beautiful hybrid who you knew would no doubt whine about you coming home late. 1000 bucks says Mark was here to tell you that you would be delaying that peace a little longer.

“Mark please I am tired and I already worked two hours over today”

“Sorry Y/N. I have to stay too. We are expecting some big shot from the main branch and you and I get to personally oversee all things pertaining to him when he gets here. He’s gearing up to take over HQ as the new CEO”

“Oh my- No way.”

“Yup. Jackson Wang”

“Damn. well, he is super hot so I'm doing it for him, not you. When do we need what?” 

“He doesn't get in till next week so we will have time to prepare. Just letting yo know you can pass on the DRASS project to Amaya.”

“What no way that project is mine, it's literally all I've worked on for months-”

“And I know you were super excited to fly back to Kenya to help those people and see it through. I promise you will get full credit but We need this, trust me Jackson says he wants to pick his personal team from within the company. If we do well enough this will be the push we need and could select us as candidates.- You have a hybrid right? well, I have a family of five, and having extra money in the bank whether it's just a bonus for this or a whole new position will help us both and you know it.”

“okay” You relented with a sigh taking the folder from his hands.

“You should rest up this weekend so that we can meet up a little early next week to go over what needs to get done and how we can prepare for everything.”

“so i can go home now?”

Mark chuckles and nods. “ Run along, give your boy a hug from me” Mark kisses your forehead as has been the norm and walks away with a small wave towards his own car.

Leaving the office you groan after seeing the traffic. It was going to be a slow crawl in the car for like an hour before you make it back home.

“Y/N!” You didn't even unlock the door before you were bombarded with the full weight of the handsome hybrid you share a home with.

“Where were you? I was waiting for you for so long. I got us dinner but its all cold now” His voice a little muffled as he spoke into your hair.

“oh what did you eat?”

Taehyungs tummy growled.

 “I didn't. I wanted us to eat together because i got Lasagne, your favourite.” His tail which was wrapped around you as he had hugged you fell to the floor in sadness.

“I’m so sorry Tae.” You looked up to find his ears flattened on his head as his arms drop from your shorter frame. 

Taehyung’s eyes meet yours as he feels how your guilt seems to seep through and he gives you his beautiful signature boxy smile before picking you up and carrying you into your apartment.

“It’s okay Y/N we can reheat it.”

You kiss him on the check and go into your room to change into something comfortable before joining Tae back in the kitchen and sitting on one of the stools.

“Wine M’lady.” Taehyung poured two glasses and reached for your hand leading you to the couch.

“c’mon it will take a while to heat nicely in the oven.”

You nodded and followed him hi sat first then pat his lap. You looked at him questioningly.

“First my favourite meal and then expensive wine? It's not my birthday Tae.By the way this wine is like 1922 grade $400 bucks stuff how in the world did you get some?”

Taehyung chuckled.“I just wanna sit and cuddle with you and have a nice evening together plus you smell like a squirrel.”

You caved and snuggled beside Taehyung instead of on his lap but he just pulled you closer to him nuzzling your hair and drawing little patterns on your arms.

You inwardly facepalmed, of course, Tae’s sensitive nose picks up on all the people from work and apparently most pungently your intern who had sent his Squirrel hybrid to give in some documents to you halfway through a meeting - “I can go take a shower-”

“No don't go please i just missed you a lot today is all.”

“ You sure? Nothing else? Nothing bothering you?”

“Nothing at all.”

It was not nothing.

Taehyung had spent the better part of the morning crying his eyes out after overhearing your conversation to Seokjin. He didn't mean to eavesdrop, in fact, he was going to come and give you a hug good morning but what he heard made him stop dead in his tracks. 

“He’s a beautiful Calico cat Y/N, i think that it could be a good match for you. You did say you had always wanted a cat right? well this is your chance and he will dote on you hand and foot- you work too much honestly when do you take time to read and breathe?”

Tae robotically walked away tail tucked in between his legs and retreated to the bathroom He didn't bother with the rest of the conversation he was just numb. He turned on the shower but made no other moves towards actually showering. All he could think of was that maybe you were trying to replace him, that he wasn't enough for you or maybe that he was just too much and you didn't love him anymore. He heard you knock on the door announcing your departure for work but he couldn't bring himself to respond. After crying for what felt like hours Tae looked at his phone. You had sent a message.

“Tae,

Had to leave early,U might not have heard me in the shower.Take care. Y/N”

Taehyung felt morose. No “I love you” or cute emoji. He sighed and went to your room. Laying on your bed he snuggled up to one of your pillows and managed to fall asleep. It ended up only being a nap as Taehyung woke around an hour later. Eyes still puffy and with a sniffle, he sat up determined and decided to do something special for you.

“Hey Hyung”

“What do you wan- Is Y/N Okay? Did you start a fire again?”

Taehyung deadpanned. “Hyung that was one time!”

“Okay, what's wrong little brother?”

Taehyung whined. he felt the beginnings of tears stirring up again.

“come over. Hoseok has a day off today. Or do you just wanna talk to me?”

“I’ll be right there”

Yoongi sighed rubbing his fingers over his temples. Hoseok was currently now consoling his little brother who after regaling his story managed to upset himself and break down into full-blown tears again.

“I knew something was up I *Hic* didn't think she, we would ever be apart” 

Yoongi sat on Taehyungs opposite side and pulled him into a hug after wiping some of his tears.

“It’s just a big misunderstanding okay she is just working really hard she’s not trying to abandon you.”

“Hyung you don't know that. Easy for you to say because you have Hoseok- Hyung.”

“And it's only because of her that I got adopted by him remember? She wanted us both but she didn't have the means to look after both of us so she called all her friends willing to take a hybrid on and then she said that she was sorry she couldn't do more but at least we would be able to see each other. She’s the reason we can still talk, see each other despite being separated, and hang out.”

Hoseok nods, “She got an extra bed in your room too for Yoongi to come to stay over whenever he wanted and she gave him the spare key remember? I don't even have a spare and I've known her longer-”

“she likes us better” Taehyung and Yoongi snapped to Hoseok at the same time.

Hoseok laughed. “well glad to know where I stand. I wouldn't hold it against you if you moved now, she earns enough to support you now...so if-”

Yoongi smiled “You would be hopeless without me and you know it.”

Hoseok scratched behind Yoongi’s ears and with a smile, he began “Well if you want my advice on this-”

“We don’t,” The hybrid brothers said again in unison.

Hoseok rolled his eyes and mumbled about getting something to eat and calling Seokjin to figure out what was going on.

Yoongi’s heart was aching for Taehyung. He wanted nothing more than to see his beautiful smile again.

“Y/N likes Lillies why don't you buy her some and like welcome her with those and some chocolates or something when she gets home?”

Taehyung sighed. “I thought about that but it feels too simple and like something anyone could come up with.” His eyes glazed over to the Tv where a couple was horseriding on a ranch. Immediately Taehyung lit up.

” That's it!”

“Tae we can't buy a horse ranch, even with all three of us chipping in”

“Not the ranch Hyung. Y/N likes this special wine that you can only get at a few places. If I get her a bottle and cook her a fancy dinner she can remember why she only needs me.”

Hoseok came back to the living room.

“oh, I have a bottle from the last time we went to the ranch as a group the chateau right? I was gonna wait for her birthday and surprise her but you can have it Tae,”

Taehyung glomped Hoseok in gratitude.

“cant breathe Tae”

“sorry.”

Yoongi stood up scrolling on his phone. “what did Soekjin say?”

Taehyungs smile dropped and his face morphed into nervous worry. Yoongi placed a comforting hand on his brother's shoulder expecting bad news from the way he reacted.

“He is out of town for the weekend. Some big trip so I could only leave a voicemail. It’s probably nothing. Anyway, you should go on and get dinner ready for Y/N before she gets home right?”

Taehyung brightened a little and skilled nodding. Before he left Yoongi said he should probably order food so he doesn't poison you or set the place on fire. He left feeling optimistic and hopeful that he could mend things with you. He wanted to help take better care of you he promised himself.

You woke up to the smell of burnt pancakes and Hot chocolate. Following the scent, you found Tae in the kitchen attentively staring at the pancake until a small ding went off on his phone. Shutting off the timer he placed a layer of batter where the last pancake just lay and set the timer again. You watched him fondly before he plated this one and poured honey over it. Putting the plate on a tray with the precut fruits and hot chocolate his ears went up as he sniffed the air. Turning around he saw you in the doorframe.

“Y/N...i-i made breakfast” He hastily grabbed your hand and led you back to you room tucking you in, before rushing out and bringing the tray with him.

Your heart swelled at this blessing of a man in front of you and he watched with rapt attention as you cut off a piece of the pancake before placing it in your mouth.

“How is it?” His ears sagged over his head expecting rejection.

“I can make you an omelet instead if you-”

“Taehyung it's the best pancake I’ve ever eaten.”

He buried his face in your pillow at your praise, tail wagging happily. You offered him a strawberry and a piece of the pancake and he hummed happily.

After sharing breakfast together you spent the day spring cleaning together before spending the rest of the day on a movie marathon. On Sunday You were both invited to game night at Hoseoks and You and Tae were a dynamite team as usual with Yoongi coming in to troll Hoseok much to his displeasure.

“I look forward to working with you further Mr wang.” you held out your hand. Jackson laughed and gave you a hug instead. 

“No way just call me Jackson. I’ve been friends with Mark forever so any friend of his is a friend of mine, also you come at a right recommendation, which is surprising cos he can be a bit of a downer.”

“I’m right here you know!” 

“I’m so grateful for you for doing this at such last minute. i know it was a lot to organise in the given time frame Y/N.” 

“Not at all, Mr wa- Jackson.”

You all stayed in his office with some comfortable banter before going home.

Taehyung called over to you and began to advance happily towards you before he stopped and sniffed you strangely. You wanted to ask him what the problem was but your phone chimed. it was Soekjin- he was calling you. You declined the call because you remembered you needed to tell Tae what was going on so that you could get his opinion on things.

“It might be urgent, if he keeps calling you like that. Go see what your human friend wants.”

“Do you not like Jin? Since when? Tae what’s-”

“You’ve been talking a lot to whoever lately and you smell like a new scent and a hybrid and I feel tired so I’ll probably just go hang out at Hyung’s.”

“No wait Taehyung I’m not trying to have secrets or hide anything from you but there is something important I need to tell you.”

Taehyung huffed and went to go sit down as you took his hands in yours. He looked like how you found him 2 years ago a wounded puppy with eyes full of love and brimming with sadness.

“Things are a bit crazy at the shelter and Jin needs help in housing some of the Hybrids temporarily. Some can go to other shelters but some need a more... loving environment, calmer without the more violent hybrids sharing with the weaker type ones. I offered to take two of them in while he figures everything out. I know its a lot and if you don't want to, we will just stay just us but if Jin is overcrowded he’s at risk of getting shut down and then they could all end up on the streets I-”

“It's okay.”

You blinked. “Huh?”

“It's just temporary, right? I can understand that we shouldn't let anyone be on the streets if we can help.”

“really? you’re fine with this?”

“It’s...I will be able to deal with it. But I want strawberry cake and I’m not sharing”

“Of course Tae. Guess I should call Jin and tell him the great news!” You chirped and went to grab your phone. You didn't notice the sheer rejection that he tried to hold in.

Jungkook and Jimin stood behind Jin. The latter holding Jin’s shirt as he explained some of the pills he had brought along for their nutrition and bringing along some bags with groceries. You reached to take it and Jungkook took them all in your stead silently trying to minimize eye contact with you.

“Thank you Jungkookie.”

Embarrased, Jungkook stuttered out. “I-Its the least I can do after you are being so kind.” You practically melted and pet the Muscle bunny softly at the base of his ears and he stomped his foot a little and grinned showing his toothy smile.

Jimin, not to be outdone, said he could help you pack everything away and let go of Jin who was trying to remain them of something that they were tuning out in their silent contest to impress you. You tried to place a jar on a shelf too high and fell back into JK who caught you and placed it up for you instead. Jimin began whining that he could have done it for you but he was busy with the things in the fridge.

Taehyungs loud sneeze broke up the rowdy lot of you.

Jungkook gripped your waist in fear and stayed behind you as you faced Taehyung. Jimin in shock had hit his head on the shelf of the fridge and tried to catch some of the items that threatened to spill out.

Tehyung seeing Jungkook’s hand on your waist had yanked you out of his grasp and began scenting you and sending a snarl their way.

You sighed. This was how Taehyungs been acting ever since you started the project with Jackson. Pretty much anything could set him off but you felt bad because you should have been more understanding of how this may look in his eyes.

“ Jin, Rabbit, feline”

“Tae, Longtime! Sorry if we woke you. this is Jungkook he's a black Holland Lop and Jimin is a calico cat.”

“I’m Y/N’s Siberian husky.” Tae said to the other two before looking back to Jin.

“ I was awake- Hyung i was finishing the laundry for the new...guests.”

You spun around in his arms to face him. Petting his ears as he cooed into your touch “Aww Tae I told you I’d manage it”

Jin’s ringtone killed the silence and he dashed out telling you to call if any problems arose.

Thereafter you got the boys settled into Taehyung’s room. With a sigh you went and faceplanted into your sheets only to have Taehyung come and crawl beside you. After half an hour when you tried to get up Taehyung just grumbled and  held you tighter.”

“Tae i have to go to”

“work I know” He said with a sigh reluctantly letting you go. 

“Today’s a chilled day we will be done early. Besides, you guys can use this time to bond and make friends.” At his whine, you kissed the top of his head. “ please? For me, try?” 

Six weeks later all of you have somewhat of a comfortable rythym in the household. On a day off you decided it would be fun to go to the beach. Jimin offered to pack a picnic for everyone and Jungkook and Taehyung were moody on the drive over because they didn't think of it first. You had also told him since he was so helpful he could sit in the passenger seat and Jimin spent the whole ride grinning like the cat who got the cream.

Once there you were happy to let the boys wander off to their heart's content after setting up your belongings under a beach umbrella.

Jungkook had other plans. He worked very hard on his physique and although shy he still remembers the first time he came back shirtless from a run and found you on the couch. You tried to hide it but He knows you checked him out and you were definitely attracted to him the way your eyes hungrily racked over his body. Since that day he would be on the lookout for any golden opportunities to be close to you. Honestly, Taehyung had it made. You were kind, smart, hardworking, and breathtakingly beautiful. So often he dreamt of you as his and he knew the others thought the same. Officially though he was still a foster, Jimin had reminded him that morning and their place here wasn't secured so Jimin said he was gonna up the Ante. At first, Jungkook ignored him and went to shower but when he emerged to the sound of you praising Jimin for coming up with such a cute and thoughtful idea, He knew he needed a plan of his own. 

Taehyung excused himself for the bathroom and Jimin was looking around for the cooler box. He decided to go and check in the car leaving Jungkook alone with you. This was his moment. He stripped himself of his shirt and innocently asked if you would come to the water with him. He rationalized his need for an escort being that he was not used to such big crowds of people and thus managed to convince you out of your sundress to reveal your bikini and guide him by the hand towards the water.

Jungkook was Jungshook at the two-piece and how you looked in it enjoying the view until some guy came out trying to talk to you. That snapped him out of his daze and he flung you over his shoulder and bolted into the water trying to shield your body for his admiration alone. You were having a ball of a time and Jungkook got to stay near you and hold you claiming to save you from sharks if you found any.

Jimin had stomped away to the car and after retrieving the cooler box which he was pretty sure Jungkook was supposed to carry happily bounded to the store to get ice for the drinks on the way back. He also spotted a local artist doing caricatures and thought to remember to bring you over later for a couple picture together. He knew you weren't a couple but Jimin was smitten for you. He was slightly confused as to why Tae didn't have a romantic relationship with you, or at least you weren't his mate so he still had a shot. The only thing in his way now was the little maknae and his cute bunny-like stupid smile and ‘helpful groping’. Jungkook certainly wasn't shy in trying to subtle scent you when you were distracted anymore, not like how it was when they first arrived. No, they had gone from not trying to interfere with your and Tae’s relationship to wanting their own with you, a romantic one. The mystery now was why arent you and Taehyung together? Was it because he was a hybrid or was he just not the right guy? did you reject Taehyung before? Did you get rejected by Taehyung and now he regrets it and wants you back? Jimin didn’t care he wanted you and that was final. Even if you never returned his feelings even just being by your side could be enough for him, enough that he could get over sharing your affection with Taehyung after all he was the first even if he hates to admit it.

Taehyung almost dropped the Icecream cones in his hands.

 Its been so long since you two had come to the beach, in fact, the last time was when Yoongi had hinted at you two being an adorable couple. Taehyung had gotten you ice cream to share and you had some dribble down from your mouth to your chin. Taehyung did it before his brain was able to process the action, he licked a stripe from your chin to your lips lingering for a second before placing a chaste kiss there. You were embarrassed, to say the least, and Tae hid his own embarrassment by getting up to toss a ball back to a bunch of kids playing volleyball. When he came back he noticed you with some of Yoongi’s cocktail and the two of you managed to finish the jug just between the two of you. Later at home Yoongi and Hoseok took to the twin beds in Tae’s room and you pulled him into your room. Tae had discovered you were really handsy and although he wanted you so badly you were both too drunk to do more than sleep after a sloppy makeout session. The next morning you had woken up first and Left some water and ibuprofen with an apple by his side. His morning wood making him panic in short horror prompting a quick cold shower. While he discarded his clothes he saw your underwear that you had slept in still coated in fragments of your arousal, on top of the laundry hamper and grabbed it as he stepped in the shower. It was the first time he had taken your underwear.

Yoongi had told him then to let you bring it up- the idea of you guys figuring out what you want moving forward as it was clear to him and Hoseok that you two were lusting after one another but was it anything more? Taehyung was in the midst of figuring out his feelings for you and what everything meant and how things were going to be different but you came in the apartment with breakfast goodies in tow. You managed to still look effortlessly beautiful in the morning and Tae was so happy that you got him his favourite things for breakfast from your waffle house.

“Tae, I’m so sorry about yesterday i was super drunk”

“I was drunk too Y/N its fi-”

“No it’s I'm sorry can we just forget this all happened i don't want to loose you Tae I love you. Can we move on please?”

Taehyungs heart shattered across the floor but he nodded and to put insult to injury you kissed his cheek before scolding Hobi for drinking The hot chocolate you meant for Taehyung and yourself.

“I’m sorry lil bro. If you wanna stay with us we can share my room, i have a double bed and Hobi can-”

“Its okay Yoongi- Hyung. I can keep it together for now, ill give it some time and if that doesn't work I’ll confess and we work from there. For now, her loving me is enough, even if its just friends. This love and adoration from her is enough.”

It’s Not Fucking Enough. Not anymore. That was then when he had you all to himself, No new boss keeping you at work always hugging you, No Bunny, no Cat. No it was war now, and Tae has just about reached his limit.

           okay before I start she going to choose one. Don't worry if its not the one you wanted her to choose bc its going to be  a Roller coaster  of emotions and a lot of back and forth for awhile  BC I FUCKING LOVE BOTH  OF THESES BOYS. also  there will be smut soon and it wont be vanilla .  

                                                        YOUR POV

          "Lets go before they find us" I whispered tugging on Bakugou arm.  He didn't say a word and followed me.  " Lets get some food at the stand" I gave him smile. Bakugou followed me he seem kind of moody though more moody then usual .           " Are you going to say yes?" Was he asking about tododroki. I didn't give much thought to that . I like him  a lot but if I was being honest with myself i had feelings for someone else.       " I dont know I like him a lot and i think it would be amazing. But i also think I have feelings for someone else. To be fair they haven't shown no sign of returning this feeling. Maybe I ought to say yes and forget about the other guy like that" I admitted.        " Who is this other guy" He asked. Why was he so damn interested and how can i tell him its him.         "Not telling" I felt my face getting red. Next thing I Knew I was getting pinned against a wall.           " Tell me" He growled. Why was this bothering him so much. If only he knew that telling him would ruin our friend ship . He would never look at me the way I look at him. because I was made to  be the villan.  Bakugou strive to be perfect at everything and I was not perfect.           " Bakugou Its you stupid" Then I broke free from his grasp . I didn't want t o know his reaction or have him mocked me. I hurried and disappear into the crowd.    Still haven't found any thing to eat my tummy started growl. When I heard my name being called out, The next thing I knew someone dragged me off  somewhere quite. I'm so sick of being pulled around today. It was my dad, Honestly I was relived that it  wasn't Bakugou .        " Hey  I know you and how your going to give it all but You need to make sure your head is clear. Ive been studying and your powers  feed off you emotions.  I want to make sure you have a clear head" he said worriedly .  OH god I'm screwed my head is far  from clear.         "  Yeah I'm not focusing on anything right now except for winning" I said and I fake smiled.          " that's Great I Know your going to make me proud. I may be rooting midoryia but Your my number one and I hope you win more." He smiled. Pulled me and for a hug.           " Thank you dad and don't worry Ill cut all there throats open" I laughed.      Then it was time to to go back to the arena.  Time  to face bakugou mental and physical . I think mentally would be harder to do.  Midnight call me and bakugou to fight first.  I try not to think about what had conspire between us earlier. I need to focus to keep my head cleared.              We both step into the ring. Bakugou goes to attack me and I dodge it just in time. Then I Blast one of my purple fire balls at him and he dodge to . This was really upsetting, and I  Take one of my shadow hands out and it wraps around his body. I started to think about how he never loses. He was perfect and every way and would make a fine super hero one day.   something you'll never be  the voice was back again.  

                                                 Bakugou  POV

She had her hand wrapped around me. I  had to escape and then I saw  Her starting to levitate off the ground. Her eyes flash purple there was a gasp from the crowd.  She slam hard into the ground  with the shadow hand. She was Going to kill me.        I jump up and fired another explosion at her this time using more force.  She shield it and then made a big shadowy fist at the ground causing it to erupt . I almost fell but then I caught my balance.  This time I used my full force now that I knew it wouldn't hurt her too bad.       The explosion was so big she couldn't shield it. She was on the ground and lay there for several of seconds.  I walked over her to see if I have won and if she was okay. She started to get back up again and she grabbed a whole of me again.      She grabbed me so tight with the shadow arm I couldn't breath.  My face started to turn purple I was pretty sure I was going to die.  The crowed was screaming to let me go But she wouldn't listen.   " Y/n Please let me go I cant breathe" I try to say but she didn't hear or listen. She wouldn't do this on purpose.  Something was seriously wrong . this was not her. " Y/n Please I love you" at that point I didn't fucking care if the whole crowed thought I was a simp . I love her and I need her to came back. Her eyes turn back to e/c when I said that.    " Bakugou" she gasps and then dropped me. I could barley move I'm pretty sure she won but she just stared at me. Her eyes started to tear up. " I give up" she yelled. Then ran out of the arena . They announced me winner and The nursing girl came to heal up my minor wounds.  I was livid that I won that way. She threw the fight.

                                                                   Y/N POV

     I Brought shame on my dad and my school. I brought shame on myself. The whole world watch it happen too. They watch me turn into a monster. I almost killed bakugou and He never going to want anything to do with me again. I sat outside the stadium on the ground.  I'm no hero I cant even go and face what I done.       I must of sat there for hours and hours. It was finally dark and everyone left. it started  to  pour down rain.   I decided to go back into the arena to pick up my bag and stuff.  It was dark except for a couple security lights. I found my bag when I heard a familiar voice.       " Tch where did you go?" Bakugou asked. Was he still talking to me.        " heard you won congratulation"  I gave him a smile. The air was so cold I could see my own breath. 

                                            BAKUGOU POV 

 " THATS NOT HOW I WANTED TO WIN" he yelled. " YOU GAVE UP THAT FIGHT WAS YOURS"        " I almost killed you .  I was created for one reason and one reason only. The whole now know so to. I let you guys down and I let my dad down. How can I be the princess of peace when I cant even find peace in my own head.  I'm done," I said  tears started to pour out my eyes.        " IF i was the bad guy you would of won. Your powerful and just because its hard your going to pack up then Your not who I thought you were " he scoffed.         " I almost kill you and maybe next time I will. I care about you too much for that to happen" I cried. I started to turn away.  He grabbed my wrist and pulled me agaisnt him.        " I know you wont. You stop because your good and you over came it. we just have to work on it. Please stay if not for yourself then the million you could save with that power.         " I dont know how I stopped myself. All I remeber is blacking out and then waking to see me almost killing youself." I explain.             " I said something to you and then you just snapped out of it" He said nervously .              " Oh well what did you say" I asked.  This could help me find the answer.      " I told you I Love you"  He blushed. This was a side of him I never seen before. I think im falling to. Todoroki was important to me but in the end bakugou been here.  I wasnt sure if I was ready to say it back. I grabbed his face and kiss him. He started kissing back first it was soft but then its starts to get more rough and passionate. He grabbed my ass and pulled me agaisnt him. despite the freezing rain , I felt warm.               He pulled away but remain eye contact with me as he pulled something out of his of his jacket. It was a small box and he handed it to me. " I wanted to give this to you when I ask you out after I won the festival correctly . That didn't go as I plan but I still want to win your heart. please accept this and be my girl. I never done this soft shit and I'm sorry if it not something I'm going to show everyday. Your worth taking my pride down a little I guess" His face was red.       I open it up and it was a sliver bracelet with his name on it and diamonds. It was beautiful and way too much. I had no idea what to say. " Yes Ill be yours" he pulled me into a tight  hug.      " lets go to my place you need to get out of the rain and getting late" he said gently. It almost scared me the way he was being so kind.                                                                      Bakugou POV         We arrived at my place. She look like she was about to past out. Today was a lot on all of us. I didn't really won the sports festival but at least I won the girl. I just got to keep that damn icy hot away from her. I wanted to rip the necklace off of her that he gave her. She mine now.        " Hey you stupid bitch your late" my mom bitch. No good job bakugou or nothing.         " Fuck you too hoe" I said back flipping her off. She was about to really yell, until she saw Y/n  come in after me.             " Hey Y/n nice to see you again. I saw you tonight you should of just kill him and not worry about it' she laugh. The fucking old hag meant as a joke. Y/n face turn white though.  I grabbed her hand and lead her up to my bedroom. She seem like she was still half in a daze.        " Lets get out of these wet clothes. You can wear anything of mine for now." I said awkwardly. I knew we were dating but I didn't know her boundaries . There so much I want to do with her. She needed sleep tonight though. we both did.   she started to strip off in my room.  Oh, she wasn't paying attention to anything really. I couldn't help but to watch in amazement though. She took  off her clothes and strip down till she was naked. I had to use all my self control to not do anything. then she put on one of my T-shirts that looked like a dress on her and then a pair of my boxers.  I strip down to nothing and but my boxers and laid on my bed.     " come here princess" I yawned. She crawled into bed and laid on top of me. She feel asleep instantly but then here phone started going off. I  Pick it up and looks at it.  Deku: hey are you alright. Me and your dad are really worried.    Damn deku fucking worrying about my girl. I didn't want to give her a dad the pro hero a reason to hate me though. Me: yeah I'm fine just staying at a friend house. I'm really sleepy so I'm going to go to bed.   Then there was other messages on the screen so I looked. Todo: hey  Y/n I'm so worried about you. When you see this please answer and I was wondering if we could meet up tomorrow to talk about today and I have something I wanna ask you. I hope your safe and sleeping well beautiful. Oh hell  no. She mine and he going to back the fuck off.  I took a pictures of her sleeping on my chest and I sent it. Me: she mine and she sleeping fine thank you. Back the fuck off  she mine now!!!!!! Todo: I see for now that may be it. I don't give up and I especially wont stop until she mine. You well slip and when you do ill be there for her. Your impulsive and abusive and don't deserve her. Me: You come any where near her your dead I blocked his number from her phone.  I wrapped my arms tight around her and I pass out.    The sun filled the room waking me up. She was still asleep. She was so beautiful and peaceful when she sleep.  Her phone started buzzing causing her to wake.   " Where my phone" she sat up straight looking for it. I handed it to her. The number didn't have a caller id. She scrunch her nose in confusion.     " Hello who is this " she answered.      " Todoroki, are you alright?" I heard him answered.  Great rich boy has more then one phone.     " Yes, what happen to your old phone number?"      " Long story, where are you at?"     " Bakugou house, why whats wrong?" she asked worriedly     " Ill be there In 20" he said and then hung up.  " Do you have anything else I can where by chance?" she asked   " I think you look fine in that Idiot" I snorted grabbing her wait.   " I cant go out like this" she said digging though the bag of mina and kiri clothes that they leave here.      " Your not going anywhere with him and no way in hell wearing that" She hold up a short pink dress of mina. Mina was shorter then Y/n so this dress was gonna not cover anything. She took off my shirt and put on the dress anyways not listening to me at all.    She grabbed my hair brush and tied it back out her face. she look stunning even though she didn't try and its for him.  " I fucking mean it your not going anywhere with him" I yelled.   " Chill out you have to trust me. He one of my friends and I'm yours so don't worry" she said try reassuring me. I almost lost her to him though. He going to try all Kinds of flirty shit. I cant be okay with this but I have too. She will leave if I'm too controlling.   " One hour then come back" I grumbled.  " I have to go home afterwards and talk to my dad" She sigh. She was right even though I wanted some time with her. The door bell ring and I hurried up to open it. IT was half and half baster.   " Leave your hands off of her and no flirty shit or I will Murder you" I screamed and then Y/n push me put of the way. I grabbed her and kiss her so fucking hard in front of him. She push me away and laughed.     " I'm sorry about him" she said. Walking out of the door with him. I kept trying to talk myself out of following them. I decided to invite shitty hair over to distract me.

IM open up to ideas and or request for my one shot books I'm doing. Thank you for read part 7 will be here Thursday at the latest

Not trying to rush anything, but when is the next chapter of babymaking! Mick coming?🙈

uhhhmmmmm.... maybe this isn’t the next chapter, but...

Yeah, let’s do some soft babymaking!mick

You were entering into your 8th month of pregnancy, and you couldn’t have been happier. You and Mick were going to be welcoming your baby girl in another month or two, you were both healthy as could be and you’d had a relatively easy pregnancy. 

The most difficult part of your pregnancy, aside from your body becoming a stranger, was the hormones. Thank goodness it was winter break, cause you had Mick running in circles, mentally and physically, as you both became slaves to your impulses. 

Some of the hormones made you feel happy, a smile stretched on your face and a dreaminess floating around you all day. Mick loved those days, on those days he’d lean over and gently hold your tummy, talking to your baby and telling her “Mama’s so happy cause of you, sunshine.”.

Some of the hormones made you feel so needy, you wouldn’t be able to even smell Mick without feeling yourself get wet, moaning at the sound of his voice. Mick loved those days too, on those days he’d lay you on the bed, making sure you’re propped up and comfy before eating you out as many times as you wanted. After each orgasm, he’d look up at you from over your bump and ask you “more, my love?”

Then there were other hormones, like the ones you felt today. 

“Baby, why are you crying, talk to me?” Mick cupped your face to stroke your tearstained cheeks as you sobbed. He pulled you to his chest, stroking your hair and kissing you while shushing you. 

You were choking on air, hiccuping as you tried hard as you could to calm down. Mick started breathing deeply, the gentle rise and fall of his chest against your cheek coaxing you into calming. When you were calm enough to speak, you mumbled against the dampened material of his sweater.

“I can’t hear you, baby. What’s got you this worked up?” He mumbled, trying to gently pull you to him so that he could get a better look at you. 

“I cant,” You hiccuped.

“You can’t what?” He racked his mind over millions of possibilities that would have you so upset.

“I can’t-” You hiccuped again, trying to catch your breath. “I can’t, I can’t have sushi.” You let out a cry as fresh tears went down your face.

Mick tried really hard, really, really hard not to laugh. He knew that that would just upset you more, and that was the last thing he wanted to do. But he had thought that something was seriously wrong, not that you were crying over food.

“Baby, are you crying because you can’t have sushi?” he said it slowly, not wanting to laugh. He bit his lip as you shook your head to agree. “It’s okay. I’ll get you whatever you want. There must be something else.”

“No, I really, really want sushi!” you whined.

Mick couldn’t help but start to laugh. You pushed away, your tears obviously all dried up now as you rode the hormone rollercoaster. 

“It’s not funny!”

“I never said it was, darling, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, okay?” He smiled at you. “I haven’t seen you get so upset about something in a long time, I thought something had happened. I’m happy it’s just sushi.” 

“Yeah, it’s just sushi for you.” You mumbled. 

Mick grabbed your face, pulling your face to his as he kissed you. “I love you, and all your sushi cravings, and this little girl,” He pressed one of his hands to your bump, “that makes you want all the sushi. And I promise that once she’s here, we will have a sushi themed party.”

He watched as a smile stretched across your face, “okay.” 

He laughed before kissing you, happy to have brought a smile back to his love’s face. 

For the OTP ask thing 26, 34, 39, 47 and 81. For your fav ship, it's up to you which one you choose!

ohohoho! i’m actually gonna pick more than one, so here’s doc/lion, doc/monty, twitch/cav, blitz/rook, and blitz/monty! 

Doc/Lion- 

26 (How good would your OTP be at parenting?) - i think they’d be pretty good at it, seeing as olivier actually has a son, and gustave gives off Dad Energy 

34 (Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship?) - olivier definitely makes fun of gustave for little things like handholding or wanting to cuddle, saying stuff like “oooh you like me” and gustave just stares at him and is like. we are married. 

39 (Who sleeps in the other’s lap?) - GUSTAVE!!!!!!!!! he is a cuddly man and is Certified To Be Huggable. he’s shaped like a friend. love is stored in the combat medic. olivier will get an email from him thats just like: come to the medbay i need your help with something. and so he goes and gustave just motions for him to come in, gets out of his chair, grabs olivier’s wrist and tugs him closer, pushes him into the office chair, and climbs up onto his lap, his back to olivier’s chest, and grabs olivier’s arms and wraps them around his torso, and goes back to work for a few minutes, but he ends up falling asleep once olivier starts rubbing his tummy or sumn. whatever it’s very cute 

47 (Who proposes?) - i’ll probably use this setup for a lot of different ships, but there’s a post that talks about how a girl proposed to her girlfriend 3 times, 2 without a ring (1 because she panicked, another because she thought her gf was gonna propose and wanted to beat her to it) and lemme just say that olivier proposed to gustave at least 10 times, from handing him a ring pop while drunk and carrying him home to plan the wedding, to talking with lera about their upcoming date and she mentions how it’d be the perfect opportunity for someone to propose and so olivier panics and rushes to the medbay and is just like “gustave i love you so much you’re the man i want to spend the rest of my life with will you marry me” and gustave, who has had a stressful day, walks over to him, wraps his arms around him and presses his face into his chest, and starts crying. worry not though, when olivier finally actually proposes it’s remarkably well planned out, very romantic (perhaps in a park or on a beach or some other picturesque location, since i hc doc to be something of a nature lover so maybe olivier takes him for a picnic out in a meadow or something. it’s very aesthetic. gustave cries. and says yes. 

81 (Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”?) - olivier woke up in a hospital bed with gustave sitting next to him, holding his hand, and olivier looks over at him and says “je t’aime beaucoup” before passing out again. gustave will only end an argument with “because i love you” if they’re arguing about something stupid like olivier wanting to eat nothing but croissants for a week and gustave has to be like “no you cant do that because i want you to stay alive and healthy because i love you” since i read the prompt and thought “hm. manipulative.” this almost always results in olivier either calling him a “trick ass bitch” or leaving a voicemail on his office phone that’s just this 

Doc/Monty- 

26 (How good would your OTP be at parenting?) - they’re both great at being the dad friends to other operators, but i feel like they’d think they were too old to have kids of their own, as much as they would adore it. they’re everyone’s first choice for babysitters though, and if any other operators have kids, they're referred to as uncle gustave and uncle gilles or something cute 

34 (Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship?) - i think neither, but gustave would probably see gilles holding flowers obviously meant for him and be like “you are a lovesick fool” and gilles is like “sir we have been married since it was legal???” 

39 (Who sleeps in the other’s lap?) - GUSTAVE!!!!!!!! again, he’s a cuddly man and gilles is an absolute Unit, so they’re both more than happy to curl up around each other and sleep in eachother’s arms 

47 (Who proposes?) - gilles. it is, quite literally, the perfect proposal. (gustave is blissfully unaware of the fact that it’s almost happened many times before, mainly whenever gilles enters their bedroom after returning from a mission to see gustave wearing one of gilles’ hoodies, curled up in a pile of pillows in bed, and has to restrain himself from waking him up to ask if he’ll marry him. 

81 (Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”?) - gustave was being carried out of his office by gilles after deciding that fine, he can finish the paperwork tomorrow, and he sleepily mumbled “je t’aime, gilles” before going limp in gilles’ arms, almost giving him a heart attack. luckily, gustave was still breathing. gilles definitely uses it as a last-ditch attempt to get gustave to go to bed, like “PLEASE come to bed, gustave” “why should i? you know i’ll come to bed once i’m done with these files” “because i love you, you hypocritical fool!” then manhandles him to bed 

Twitch/Cav- 

26 (How good would your OTP be at parenting?) - NO! they are either mischievous older sisters, cool cousins you see once a year, or wine/vodka aunts. no matter what, they will bastardize your children. taina taught maxim’s niece how to make a molotov “just in case the bourgeoisie tries anything” while emmanuelle is off to the side like “USE A DRONE TO BE ABLE TO LAUNCH IT FARTHER FOR MAXIMUM DAMAGE” 

34 (Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship?) - taina will be like “why are you staring at me? do i have something on my clothes?” and emmanuelle is like “no you’re perfect it’s just that i love you and want to see you” -OR- 

emmanuelle: haha you like spending time with me 

taina, in emmanuelle’s lap while they watch animal planet: no. 

39 (Who sleeps in the other’s lap?) - it depends! usually it’s emmanuelle, but sometimes taina will enter a room and say “you look cold. i suppose i could help” and just. wraps herself around emmanuelle and falls asleep. everyone else is too scared to say anything, especially after emmanuelle almost stabbed james in the neck when he tried to draw on taina’s face 

47 (Who proposes?) - emmanuelle: she panics and throws the box at taina and runs, while julien sprints after her yelling “TELL HER YOU LOVE HER AND WANT TO MARRY HER WE ALL KNOW SHE’LL SAY YES” 

taina: they are in a diner after a mission. halfway through their meal, taina gets up and takes a knee in front of emmanuelle, taking the box out of a secret pocket in her pants. julien has to tell emmanuelle, who is nearly asleep in her pancakes, to look a bit to the left. she does, and taina’s like “i love you. we’ve already sworn that we’ll be together forever, but i think the tax benefits are too good to ignore. take your time with your response. thanks” and power-walks away. vicente meets her outside and just starts laughing while she punches him while saying stuff like “i talked about TAX BENEFITS! TAX BENEFITS?????” 

81 (Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”?) - emmanuelle for both. it’s not that taina doesn’t love her, it’s just that she shows her affection through physical gestures. however, whenever taina actually says “i love you” emmanuelle just melts

Blitz/Rook- 

26 (How good would your OTP be at parenting?) - TERRIBLE IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE. they are both Children themselves, so putting an actual child in their care is stupid. the one time they were entrusted with caring for a child, it involved face paint, an easy bake oven, a staggering amount of chocolate, and the child’s parents finding the three of them passed out on the couch while minecraft let’s plays played on the rec room tv

34 (Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship?) - julien will find little love notes around elias’ room and tease him about them, and elias is just like “aren’t you the one who came up with a ridiculously elaborate plan for us to go on a date without it actually being a date instead of just asking me out??” 

39 (Who sleeps in the other’s lap?) - both. depends on who is more sleepy at any given time. it’s usually julien tho

47 (Who proposes?) - elias: very romantic, heartfelt, they’re both crying while dominic and olivier threaten anyone who even glance at them sideways 

julien: it’s a ring pop (but a limited edition one he’s been saving for a special occasion), they’re at a rainbow holiday party, and dominic is playing wonderwall

81 (Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”?) - elias, before they were even together. they were at another holiday party and he was feeling sentimental, so seamus convinced him to go talk to julien and the first thing he says once he’s stumbled over to the couch is “you. you are an angel. i love you.” except he said it in german so now julien thinks he’s done something wrong, which leads to a 6 month period during which they’re both pining fools who think they’ve done something to upset the other, while seamus is in a perpetual state of looking into the camera like he’s on the office. neither. they are both enablers for the other’s stupid ideas (example: julien trying to give himself the ability to breathe fire by swallowing many on-fire marshmallows, and elias trying to shield-surf down a mountain in the french alps breath of the wild-style  

Blitz/Monty- 

26 (How good would your OTP be at parenting?) - gilles? the perfect father. elias? he’s a little confused, but he’s got the spirit. he has no FUCKING clue what children enjoy or what’s appropriate for a specific age group, so he usually enlists the help of several other operators (none of whom are any good with kids) and together they attempt to care for a child. think lunchables, mcdonald’s, and ice cream as every meal and staying up until ungodly hours. gilles is off to the side, watching amusedly and making sure nobody is ever in any serious danger. elias may be clueless, but he’s not completely incompetent, and the kid has a great time, always pestering their parents about when they can visit uncle elias again 

34 (Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship?) - neither, really. they’re both pretty lovey (is that the right word? idk they just really enjoy being together and find any quirks or evidence of crushes extremely endearing) 

39 (Who sleeps in the other’s lap?) - ELIAS!!!! gilles would CRUSH this poor little man!!!! of course, this doesn’t stop elias from summoning super-strength to carry gilles to bed and hold him on his chest the way gilles does for him whenever gilles returns from a particularly long or grueling mission 

47 (Who proposes?) - elias: he gets nervous and starts to tear up multiple times throughout the proposal, before he even gets on his knee, prompting gilles to worry that he’s sick, or being sent back home, or that he’s going to break up with him. luckily, elias manages to pull himself together and finally pop the question, and the way gilles immediately tackles him, muttering things in french while peppering his face with kisses is answer enough 

gilles: it is the Perfect Proposal, and elias leaps into his arms while frantically saying yes and kissing him all over. dominic yells at them to get a room, but with a sincerity that lets elias know he’s truly happy for them 

81 (Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”?) - gilles. they were cuddling on a lazy sunday and during a lull in their conversation, he quietly whispers it into elias’ ear. coincidentally, that is also the day gilles learns elias’ ears are especially sensitive, and having someone whisper into them is one of elias’ biggest turn-ons. honestly? neither. but gilles would probably use it when elias announces he’s going on a shield-surfing trip with julien and has to be “tricked” into staying non-alpine land

I saw your post about McHanzo prompts, so I was wondering if you might be willing to write something where Hanzo takes Mcree out to eat. Mcree’s stomach feels a little funny, but he doesn’t say anything because he doesn’t want to ruin anything, and food actually seems to help, so he winds up eating a lot, but then his stomach actually winds up extremely sick, and Hanzo has to rub it to help him burp and throw up and he’s just miserable the rest of the night because his stomach is so upset.

((Sorry it took so long, anon! I’ll also be adding this to my Ao3 too! https://archiveofourown.org/users/EmetoOmo/works ))Title: Dinner and a Tummy RubCharacters: Hanzo Shimada, Jesse McCreeSummary: It’s their anniversary, and Hanzo has made a reservation at a local hibachi restaurant. McCree, not feeling well, buries it all to enjoy a wonderful anniversary dinner with his boyfriend. 

----Hanzo Shimada was not one for anniversaries. Outside of his annual visit to his brother’s shrine, he really didn’t care much to observe any. Jesse McCree, however, lived for them and it was on that premise that Hanzo found himself downstairs watching the clock, waiting on McCree to get ready and praying they didn’t miss their reservation.

“Now I’m ready,” McCree said, coming down the stairs with a shit eating grin on his face. The cowboy looked…well…pretty much like he always looked. Maybe a bit cleaner, and not wearing his usual shoulder draping. Definitely a bit rough, however, for their formal dinner plans.

Hanzo stood in stark contrast to him in black slacks, a white pinstripe button up shirt, and a blue and dark grey vest. “You are wearing that?” Hanzo asked.

“What?” McCree asked, looking down at his clothes. “These are my lucky pants!”

“There are no less than three bullet holes in them. I would hardly call them lucky.” Hanzo sighed.

“I ain’t dead, am I?” McCree retorted, a winning grin on his lips.

Despite his usually stoic demeaner, Hanzo couldn’t help but to crack a half smirk. “Come then, before we are too late and they send us back home.”

“There’s always McDonalds…” McCree reminded him, following him out the door.

 ----

 The car ride over had unsettled McCree’s stomach, turning what had been a mild gnawing in the pit of his tummy all day had become more of a slow churn. Truth be told, he’d been so excited that Hanzo had made reservations, he’d avoided food just to be sure he would have room for dinner. Certainly some food would settle it some, right?

Hanzo wasn’t entirely into the Hibachi scene, a little too much show for his taste, but he knew that McCree got a big kick out of the theatrics. Though he had called it formal, it was truly Hanzo that was overdressed for the venue. A quiet table in the corner had been reserved for them…even after the manager had explain painstakingly that they didn’t do reservations for parties of two. It was nothing a little money couldn’t fix.

“Ya really went all out, Han,” McCree smirked, taking a seat and sitting his cowboy hat in the empty seat to the other side of him.

Hanzo sat and rolled his sleeves up to the elbows. “That is what you keep telling me anniversaries are for.” He said, a bit of mirth in his tone.

McCree took in his lover’s appearance, the way a few women across the room kept shooting flirty glances in his direction, giggling to each other. McCree chuckled, making Hanzo look up at him, clueless he was being eyeballed. “What?”

“Rollin up yer sleeves like that, yer givin’ off serious Daddy vibes.” McCree joked, barely able to say it with a straight face. He knew exactly how ridiculous he sounded, and it was all worth it to see the look on Hanzo’s face.

“Daddy…vibes?” He asked confused, a slight cant to his head.

“Yeah, ya know? Daddy vibes. Them…uh…Kristen Grey feels from that Grey movie.” McCree said, watching Hanzo die inside as he butchered that.

“…Christian Grey?”

“Ah! So ya do watch those movies!” McCree said victorious. He had come down stairs one night a few months back and caught Hanzo on the couch watching 50 Shades of Grey, the archer insisting that he had simple had indigestion and was merely dozing where he sat up…McCree was fairly sure he’d been pretty intent in watching it.

“You can spend this anniversary alone, I can go back home,” Hanzo said, crossing his arms, pink creeping across his cheeks and the bridge of his nose.

McCree only smiled all the more. “Na, it’s alright, I won’t dog on yer terrible movie taste. Ya watch my spaghetti westerns without complainin’,” he chuckled, the fun mood making him forget about the turmoil in his tummy.

Hanzo settled into a comfortable, faux broody silence, thankful when the chef came to their table to start the show. There had been no expense spared, and before they knew it, they were given a veritable smorgasbord of food before them. Not just the fried seafood, veggies, and steak from the hibachi, but an array of sushi, some Udon, and some of the most potent sake bombs.

It was truly enough for six people, but once they got started, they would slowly work through it. McCree found himself feeling better yet the more he ate, glad it was likely just the hunger that had upset his stomach before. Three sake bombs later, he couldn’t remember that it had bothered him at all. Hanzo had only taken one, knowing he needed to drive, but was happy to get more for his lover while they enjoyed their anniversary.

“Wanna feed me?” McCree asked, cheeks flushed from the alcohol, a flirty smirk on his lips as he pushed the last plate toward Hanzo.

“I think you are likely full enough,” Hanzo found himself smiling, amused.

“I am,” McCree said, rubbing his tummy, feeling it gurgle lightly beneath his fingers. “Ain’t that what you like?”

That blush returned on the archer’s cheeks, and he looked around to see if anyone had overheard. “Here? In the restaurant?”

“Where else?”

Hanzo sucked in a breath between his teeth, readjusting how he sat as he felt himself flush with heat. He grabbed his chopsticks and began to feed the rest of it to McCree, being generous enough to let him stop to get some water to help wash it all down. McCree met Hanzo’s dark eyes as he took the shrimp, steak, veggies, whatever Hanzo would bring to his lips. “I’m so full.”

“Just a little more,” Hanzo whispered, a tenderness to his tone. “You know you have to make it home. There isn’t enough room in their restrooms here for—”

“I know, I can do it,” McCree smirked at him.

Hanzo smiled, handing him the remainder of his own Udon bowl, and instructed him to finish it off while he headed to pay the check. McCree took it in hand and began to finish it, chewing meticulously slow to make sure he could get it down.

While he waited for change, Hanzo glanced back at the table just in time to see McCree’s shoulders lurch some, a gag coming up unexpectedly as he quickly recovered. Hanzo’s heart fluttered in his chest, warm and tingling all over. He needed to get him home.

 ---

 “Han…” McCree whined as they pulled into the driveway, the car jerking some as it pulled in.

“You made it this far,” Hanzo said tenderly, already unbuckling both of their seatbelts once he put the car in park. McCree hiccupped softly, sucking in a quick breath of air as the pressure of the belt was released from his stomach, a weak belch coming up without warning.

The archer came around to his side to help him get his door open. McCree’s mouth was watering some, and for several moments, he sat with his head between his knees hanging just over the payment while he still remained in the seat, waiting and willing the vomit to come up. “Not yet.” Hanzo whispered in his ear.

McCree whined softly but took his lover’s hand letting him help him to his feet, and ultimately back within the house. He breathed swallowed thickly as they got across the threshold, his stomach audibly gurgling, painful in its bloating. “I feel so sick.”

“I am surprised. It was a lot, but not the most we’ve done,” Hanzo said softly, crouching to help McCree out of his boots.

“I was…feelin’ sick before we left,” McCree admitted, trying to force a burp, but aborting it once it put up too much of a resistance.

Hanzo looked up. “We could have stayed home.”

McCree gave him a true, albeit miserable smiled, reaching down to release Hanzo’s hair from the bun it was in. “And miss seein’ ya flush knowin’ how sick I feel now? Nah.”

Hanzo could only smile, and reached up to unbuckle McCree’s belt, helping him out of his pants there in the entryway still. As the cowboy stepped out of his pants, Hanzo reached up to run his hand over the swell of McCree’s stomach. Rrrrruuuuuuuuurrrrrhrrrggggllllll.. his stomach audibly whined, the bubbles streaming beneath the flesh under his touch.

“God…” McCree moaned miserably, putting his hat on the hook and moving to unbutton his shirt. He just wanted free of it all, the nausea causing anxiety to climb.

“Shhh, I am here,” Hanzo whispered, kissing his tummy lightly, and standing once more, moved to help McCree over onto the couch.

“Shouldn’t…we go to the bathroom?” McCree worried, not arguing however as Hanzo helped him setting down into the soft cushions.

“I will get the trash can. No reason for you to be more uncomfortable than need be.”

McCree settled back, closing his eyes with a groan. His poor tummy felt like it was a ship adrift on the open seas, roiling to the whims of a summer storm. Just the idea of rough waters made McCree’s mouth water again, and he pressed the back of his hand against his lips, trying to hold back the flood til Hanzo returned.

It was barely a minute when he returned with a small, plastic trash can lined with a plastic shopping sack from the last time they grabbed groceries. Immediately McCree pitched forward to spit the bitterness from his lips, shuddering and giving a weak gag at the stringiness of it.

Hanzo sat and rubbed his back. “Relax. You can let it up.” He said gently, grabbing the remote to turn on one of McCree’s westerns for background noise.

Several minutes passed, filled with groaning and whining from his stomach, the bloating so painful it was almost unbearable. He squirmed uncomfortably, liquid sloshing audibly with every move, but no matter how much he willed and spit, and tried to strain a belch…nothing came up. He had broken out in a cold sweat now, and Hanzo could only watch on with a frown.

“Do you want me to rub it?” He asked softly, still in that scion-esque formal outfit. His only concern was for McCree, not worried about putting wrinkles into his expensive clothes.

McCree nodded pitifully. “Please…” he begged.

Hanzo’s hand rested firm on his stomach, just adding to McCree’s discomfort, even as he began to rub in slow circles. Once he found the bubbles, he chased them, trying to rub them away only to force a loud, wet and gurgling belch from McCree’s lips. “Mm, god..” he groaned miserably.

“Better?” Hanzo asked.

“K-keep going.”

Hanzo pressed a little harder, eliciting another longer belch from McCree, ending with a definite wetness as he spat brown bile into the trash can. He could feel it in his throat, growing like a pressure geyser, and opened his mouth. He let the drool pool and spill from his lips in a long string, his eyes watering some as he felt it burn on the back of his tongue. God, why wouldn’t it just come out?

He let his hand fall wet upon Hanzo’s and pressed in and up hard, instantly making a choking sound as he pitched forward and expelling a small gush of vomit into the trash. “There you go, let it happen.” Hanzo said comfortingly, taking upon himself to press again, forcing up a large air pocket as a burp, only for it to end in a more forceful wave of puke.

McCree was shaking now as his body took the hint, barely giving him a moment for breath before he gagged hard enough it sprayed out of mouth and nose both, and forcing viscous chunks of udon noodles and veggies to spray over the lip of the trash can and onto his lap and the floor. His veins in his neck strained as he gurgled another bunch of tangled noodles up, causing him to choke mid gag, and expel them further onto the coffee table.

Hanzo didn’t make any comment on it, just rubbing McCree’s back with one hand while the other rubbed his stomach. “I’m so sick…” McCree whispered, getting a break finally to catch his breath.

“Not feeling any relief?” Hanzo asked him, kissing his temple. “You feel warm.”

“I feel worse…if…urk….hurrrrrrrrrkkkkk.” He dry heaved loudly, gripping the trash can again. Another painful dry heave tore through on the tail of that one, and he spat a little blood in the trash from the strain.

“Bathroom. Perhaps a better angle will help,” Hanzo whispered, getting up and helping him carry the trash can. They were in for a long night.

 -Fin

Fat

Fat: Word Origin and Use. In Old English fætt meant “fat, fatted, plump, obese,” and this word was originally a contracted past participle of fættian, which meant “to cram, or to stuff.” ... Slang took the word fat to meaning “attractive, up to date”—such as in phat—but this didn't start until the early 1950s

If you say that a person or animal is fat, you mean that they have a lot of flesh on their body and that they weigh too much. You usually use the word fat when you think that this is a bad thing. ... Fat is a solid or liquid substance obtained from animals or vegetables, which is used in cooking

Writing fat

Fat f at fa t

Im currently the fatest ive ever been in my life with menopause and a thyroid problem which makes me feel tired and with being over weight knee problems i just dont move go anywhere or do anything and the weight has just piled on it just keeps getting bigger and bigger im nit at a point of how much bigger can i get i feel awful i need some knee supports i probably need to cut all bread and recover somewhat from this as its bring me down being this fat.

Reading fat

Ive actually been overweight most of my living life chubby under 10 semi normal until 22 them the weight just came on big time it just loaded on for well over 35 years its like ive had not control over what i eat and the amount of exercise i have i look at my tummy now and see as my boobs rest on them and think come on get your act together lose some weight but then i think oh my knees hurt im always tired i cant move so i just go round and round with this all the time there has only been a handful of times that ive lost weight and its only been off for months and just gone straight back on again you cant even call it yo-yo its hardly off long enough.

Diets ive done a few i have dieting it just seems horrible to starve all day and exercise to much just puts me off i dont want to do so much as its gets boring i need food and just walking i reckon to keep fit no big crazy fitness.

There are some really fat people a friend i meet today who is obese is really fat and im like why the hell arent you doing anything about it i go into blame that they should look that bad why don’t they have any self control of cause its all about me and why dont i have any control over my eating and my weight and being upset at myself and not her.

The western world is suffering from a weight epidemic where in other countries like Africa they are starving to deaf how can this at all be possible you may ask how do people still not have enough good to even eat its just so wrong who is letting this happen well we all are really arent we we can’t really blame the billionaire we also play a roll in just knowing this happens and saying no more stop this now but we dont we carry on because we dont even see this every day si its not affecting us.

My tummy fat is of general fear everyday fear in the gut area im only mostly fat there chest a big arms a bit arms being carrying burdens but if you do0nt do any exercise its just not going to magically come off het at the end of the day.

Saying fat

My mother is obsessed with fat being fat fat people and myself and my brother being fat it get s your down but i do know id be the exact same if one of my daughters was fat i wouldnt like it ive picked up from her and my dad fat is bad you look bad dont do it it’s embarrassing having yo fat fat people have a problem there not as good as normal people i hate to say it but there is some truth in that as fat is a though problem the body has been storing the fat because you’ve not got a healthy mind so yes clean your thoughts up and bam you clean your life up.

My grandad was also crazy about being fat he was slim and would think im fat.

What am i going to do about my weight well i have to start something hey knee support as it does hurt cut back on bread it does blot

My husband and brother has recently lost lots of weight and look so much better you know when you lose weight you feel great and compare yourself to others sad but true.

I could go on and on because im upset at my own fat and i feel depressed about it but it just fat and thats it right nothing else so it just some hard work that needs doing.

Sf

Does this definition support me no i see im down with my weight at the moment and i need to heal i need to move and i need to not eat so much. Love myself and all others with weight problems.

Fat fact

Extra energy to be used up get into the physical use that weight to move yourself to feel your body.

I will use this word to get into my body to feel myself to see myself to become more into me with it to see that my physical is here with me by getting and moving with my body yes

🍳 Get the Egg Away 🍳

A.N : based on anon's idea few days ago about pregnant yoongi. A little bit angst but i dont know .. if this good enough .. since im suck at writing angst or something with plot shsjshss i hope you like it. Sorry for keep filling you with mpreg stories :") (i know the title is lame)

TW : emeto, graphic description of vomiting, mpreg

"What kind of demon possessed you this morning?", Yoongi asks, his brow furrowed and his hand busy rubbing his stomach that now has become prominent with his 5 months pregnancy. He sits on the counter, resting his head on his palm, looking at Namjoon that currently in a war with the pan. Yoongi giggles.

"What are you laughing about? I could have been cursed.", Namjoon says as he flips the pan over, the flames from the stove almost making him flinch away but he manages to hold it together, "but I wasn't."

"I tried to be a good husband", Namjoon says, smiling in satisfaction when he sees the egg looks decent. He lifts it up, placed it on the toast with bacon along with strawberry jam and butter too- Hobi's recipe that he grows fond of.

He grins once he finished the plating, slides it in front of his boyfriend, "Here, your breakfast. Made specially by me"

Out of every expression he was expecting from Yoongi, scrunching his face with disgust definitely is not on the list.

"Egg?", Yoongi asks with disbelief while looking down at the plate. Namjoon frowns at the tone.

" Yes? Is there anything wrong?"

Yoongi doesn't say a word, but he can see the look in his eyes. obvious Yoongi is pissed. Namjoon doesn't know what he did wrong to cause such a reaction out of his boyfriend.

He wants to apologize immediately, but his pride was holding him back. "You dont want to eat that?"

"No", Yoongi pulls the plate away again.

Now. Namjoon is pissed.

"I know i'm not a good cooker, like you, but what's wrong with that? Is me cooking for you is that bad?" Namjoon tries to defend himself, to reason with Yoongi.

But that doesn't work.

"Joon, I don't want eggs."

Namjoon looks at him. A deep frown on his lips. Yoongi never refuses an egg and always eats them before anyone else.

"What? Why?'

Yoongi huffs, " I just not ! I think i have told you thousand times before that i can't eat eggs?"

"I would've remembered if you told me. When is it?"

"You know, 2 days ago. I threw up after eating our ramen that had egg in there!", Yoongi says, voice slightly raised and Namjoon frown again, " You throw up nearly everyday and every time hyung. How am i supposed to know that it the eggs that makes you sick?", he asks and Yoongi shakes his head in defeat. "You should've known if you care about me", he pouts now. Fiddling with his sweater. Namjoon would coos at the sight right now, Yoongi's chubby cheeks, his little bump that drowns in his fluffy baby blue sweater, and the pink lips that forming a pout ... Gosh. His boyfriend is too adorable for his good — if he's not fuming with emotion right now.

Namjoon scoffs, " You're not making any sense now, Yoongi"

And that makes his boyfriend snap his head, "It's still hyung for you, Joon-ah", he points out, " And what's not make any sense? I just say that i cant eat eggs! It's making me nauseous. Why you had to make it as a big deal?"

"Well, maybe because i wake up early to prepare this and because of the egg you refused to eat it?", Namjoon ran his fingers through his blonde hair, looking at everywhere else but Yoongi as he knows he would just forget everything and apologize if he sees the older. " I can't believe we argue about the egg. Pregnancy really make you more irritable, hyung"

"Is that what you think? Me? Irritable and annoying?", Namjoon turns his gaze immediately after he registers what he just said. There is Yoongi, looking at him with tears covering his orbs.

Fuck, Namjoon, you're so stupid-

" No no hyung that whats i mean-", Namjoon stammered, moving his way to the other side of the counter, wanting to hug his boyfriend but Yoongi swatted his hand, "Then what am i suppose to take that sentence? I hear you loud and clear. Glad to know what you've been thinking this whole time", Yoongi said through his teeth, wiping his tears with the back of his hands, sniffling.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! Now Namjoon feels even worse. Why was it this hard?

" Hyung", he says, trying to get closer, reaching out and grabbing Yoongi's hand to bring it into his lap. But instead, the older reach out for the plate and take a mouthful of it, "Thank you for breakfast. You should eat, we gonna be late"

"Hyung .. you shouldn't eat it if that makes you nauseous", Namjoon tells, his voice small and scared as he watches the elder slowly chewing on what he had in his mouth.

"I don't care if i vomit or something" Yoongi shrugs, taking another bite.

"But it might upset your baby—"

"You were mad at me earlier because i dont want to eat it, now you tell me not to, what do you want, Joon-ah?", Yoongi sighs.

The words are out of Namjoon's mouth. So he just stares quietly as Yoongi takes more.

" Stop staring at me and have your breakfast, Joonie"

And then the only sound of fork and knife surrounding them. Namjoon still can't tear his gaze from the older. He noticed how Yoongi could take a moment before swallowing. The hesitation everytime he gonna lift his fork, and how he takes a long time to chew. He even noticed when Yoongi's body jolts a little with quiet gag.

"You don't have to finish it hyung", Namjoon voices breaking Yoongi's nauseated haze. He hates seeing his boyfriend in pain, he doesn't want him to feel any. Yoongi shook his head as soon as he heard that.

"You made it, so i'll eat it".

He took another gulp.

A couple of minutes pass with both of them silent.

Yoongi finishes first.

He places the empty plate on the sink, before he stood up and leave for their shared bedroom, " I will get ready"

Namjoon nods softly, quickly to finish his food too before heading upstairs.

Namjoon's eyes widen once he opened their bedroom door. He can't found Yoongi anywhere, but there's a sound from the bathroom. He walks there, standing silently. His heart skipped a beat when he heard a small gag, then followed by a rush of liquid filling the bowl. Yoongi is vomiting.

He didn't bother to knock as he turns the handle.

Yoongi's eyes were screwed shut, hands wrapped around the rim of the bowl as he puked until the last bit came out. Namjoon steps further inside, looking at his boyfriend who now laid his head onto the toilet seat, eyes closed and breathing heavily.

"Are you okay?"

Yoongi shakes his head, before he groans and lifts himself again. His shoulder rolls as he belched into the bowl, more of brown vomit spilling from his lips. Yoongi's face is flushed red, his eyes are red as well, and his hair is damp because of sweat.

Namjoon approaches Yoongi, sitting beside him while rubbing circles on Yoongi's back with a comforting palm.

"You're doing great baby, let it out"

And Yoongi does. He continues emptying the contents of his stomach, gasping between his breaths with his nose scrunched up as he could register the toast he just ate, barely disgested, floating on the murky water below him. And the taste that lingers on his tongue only makes everything worst. His stomach twist, his head spins and he couldn't hold back the urge to vomit again.

"Your egg—uuurrkkkk", Yoongi manages to spit before turning his head. But the action caused the sick feeling to worsen and Yoongi pukes again.

" I know, i'm sorry, just finish it first hyung", Namjoon whispers.

When Yoongi is done throwing up. Namjoon helps him wipe his mouth with a wet towel and wipes his face with the same cloth.

"Are you feeling better?", Namjoon asks while he helped him lie down, Yoongi groaning as he did, letting himself rest on the soft mattress. His back aches after hunching over the toilet for a long time. His stomach is sore, and the baby keeps kicking there just adding more to the discomfort he felt. Then his argument that causing him to throw up earlier with Namjoon showing up.

Yoongi nods before placing a hand on his abdomen and rub soothingly, ducking his head down as he felt his emotion starts rising. Tears stinging behind his eyes, and before he knows, he sobs.

" Hey hey, baby, why are you crying?", Namjoon sits down next to his lover, hugging Yoongi close and letting the older cry against his chest. Yoongi clings onto him tightly, sobbing. " I'm sorry, hyung. I just didn't mean to make you sick, i swear."

"Everything feels horrible", Yoongi hiccups. He didn't care if his words come out slurred, " My stomach sore, the baby keeps kicking and making me nauseous, my back aches so bad and so is my feet, and your damn egg-", he rants in between sobs. Namjoon hushed him gently, rubbing his arm and kissing his crown.

"Shh, shh, i'm sorry hyung", Namjoon kisses the top of his boyfriend's head. And he continued holding him. Yoongi finally lets go of him with his tears dripping on Namjoon's shirt.

" Can we ...", Yoongi sniffles again, and it sounds like his throat hurts.

"... stay at home today? .."

Namjoon looks at him, "What?".

" I don't want to go anywhere. Now I've thrown up once, i know I will throw up more since my stomach still queasy", Yoongi mumbles.

" Okay", Namjoon answers immediately, " We can stay at home. Do you want anything?"

"No", Yoongi shuffles, getting comfortable on the bed, " but .. your baby kinda misses you. Can you stop making them kicking me?"

Namjoon looks at him, confused. "And how do i do that?"

Yoongi takes his wrist, slides his sweater up so it showed his bump, and placing Namjoon's palms there, motioning it against his skin, "Like that"

Namjoon laughs, "Just say you want me to rub your tummy and go"

"There's a baby now!", Yoongi pouts.

"Stop pouting or i will kiss you"

"I still taste like puke", Yoongi whines.

"Okay fine", Namjoon chuckles, " Your stomach grumbles loudly though. I can sense some kicking too", he says after a while.

"I know. It makes me nauseous when the baby moving a lot", Yoongi huffs in annoyance.

Namjoon giggles at his reaction, "It's nice to hear you complaining. I love you"

"Hnngg", Yoongi replies, "Don't you say i'm irritable?", he teases. Namjoon's face immediately falls, " I'm sorry hyung, I didn't mean that"

"I was teasing you Joonie", Yoongi smiles at him.

He brings him closer, "I know i become more annoying as im pregnant. But i can't help it, my mood control me most of the time"

"I know, i love you. I really didn't see it as anything annoying, but more too adorable. Seeing you pouts every time you complain", Namjoon grins, leaning forward to steal a kiss. Gaining gasps from the older, before his face scrunched and he clamping his mouth as he suddenly gagging.

" Joon-ah, trashcan. Now", Yoongi groaned.

Namjoon gets up from the bed and grabs the trashcan, walking back to Yoongi, placing it on the older laps as the silver-haired boy immediately hunching over it. Heaving trickle of bile and saliva as he still empty, haven't eaten anything yet.

Namjoon staring at him, "Why are you suddenly nauseous?"

A gag escaping his parted lips and a few seconds later Yoongi vomits again. "Your lips-", he chokes out before another bile making him jolts forward, "-it taste like eggs"

Namjoon stares at him, mouth agape. His eyes widened, "Gosh, you really hate eggs now?"

Yoongi pukes, before he nods and sniffles. Lifting his head a bit when his stomach calmed down, "I told you"

×××

"What did you cook now?", Yoongi greets his boyfriend that already busy in the kitchen, again, the next morning.

" Pancake", Namjoon says, gaining a hum from Yoongi as he propped himself on the counter.

Yoongi squints his eyes when he sees something different on their fridge. A sticky note.

He steps down from his seat, and walks -more like waddles- to there, taking the sticky notes.

"What is it, Joon?", he asks. Not aware how fast Namjoon turns his body and blush covering his cheeks.

" Shit, you're not supposed to see that"

Yoongi laughs, his shoulder shakes, "Seriously, Joonie? " Don't cook eggs. Yoongi hates eggs. Eggs ❌" ?"

Namjoon groans, taking the notes from Yoongi that still chuckling. "I just dont want to make you accidentally sick again"

"Oohh, you're down bad for me Joon-ah"

Namjoon rolls his eyes, "Shut up hyung"

KAT'S KETO STARTER GUIDE

a quick guide to starting keto easily and without worries!

⦁ intro ⦁ science ⦁ myths and misconceptions

⦁ breakfast ⦁ lunch ⦁ dinner ⦁ snacks ⦁ food list CHEAT SHEET:

⦁ intermittent fasting ⦁ what to do when you go out to eat ⦁ what to drink and when

⦁ "carb cycling", cheat days, and how tos: ⦁ things to avoid that are a waste of money

INTRODUCTION TO KETO Keto is an amazing diet and/or lifestyle that when paired with multiple other forms of healthy choices can be a quick way to lose a few pounds or a healthy way to live longterm allowing you to still enjoy life without estranging yourself from your friends and family.  It is very flexible and people that stick to keto find themselves in love with it and raving about their success, as long as they gave it the proper chance! I myself lost ten pounds the first week I did strict keto and I knew then I was hooked!

SCIENCE BEHIND KETO AND WHY IT WORKS The common american diet is very high in sugar, carbs, unhealthy fats, caffeine, sodium, etc. This recipe is a disaster waiting to happen, heart disease, obesity, cancers, diabetes, among a plethora of other terrible life stealing diseases that effect millions of americans. Whether you do a low carb, or low calorie, or low red meat and fat diet, the idea remains the same.  Reduce calorie intake vs output, avoid foods that cause inflamations or gastro-intestinal upsets, and eat filling whole foods that offer a lot of nutrient density. Now, the reason that keto works so good is the science behind the diet: When you reduce the amount of sugar (glucose)  your body intakes, which is its normal source of fuel, it panics, uses what it has, burns glycogen which is stored in the liver and muscles, and finally switches your body to KETONES (which burns FATS for fuel instead).  When your body is in Ketosis, it will burn your body fat and consumed fats for energy, to do normal body functions.  This sounds like a miracle, and I can honestly say it is.  Most average americans have anywhere from a 20%-50% body fat ratio, men usually on the lower end of that, where anything over 30% is usually considered overweight.   That being said, most people have a lot of fuel to burn that they would never have burned if they were eating a large amount of carbohydrates that the body prefers to burn first.  You literally have your own fuel just waiting to go, and you will feel awesome when you see the fat melting off your tummy, thighs, back, face.  :D

Myths and Misconceptions When I first started keto I thought I could eat as many hot dogs, burgers, chicken wings, ranch dressings, etc as I could stuff in my face.   Truth be told you can, but your body will be severely lacking vitamins and minerals that you need to be healthy so I would suggest making sure to vary your diet, always include a healthy fat (example: salmon, avocado, macadamia nuts) and lots of greens whenever possible.  If you absolutely cannot, taking a high nutrient density multi vitamin is really smart, as well as looking into electrolyte mixes or supplements. People will try to bully you or shame you for not eating "just one this" or "you have to try a bite" and after a little while, you absolutely can! But during the first month or so, til you become "fat adapted" it is best to be as diligent as possible, and you will be really proud of the results. Not all fats are created equal:  While dirty keto does exist and sometimes is necessary, try to remember that quality of your fuel will always dictate how you feel.  Will you feel better after a slice of greasy pizza or a big salad with lots of veggies and roasted turkey? Easy concept. You don't have to starve yourself.  This was the hardest part for me to learn at first.  Keto foods are filling, yummy, and full of flavor, so eat til you're about comfortably full and give the fork a rest.  You'll find you're sated for many hours! Not all people get the keto flu.  Some adapt to eating high fat really well with minimal issues.  If you are feeling dizzy, lightheaded, or stomach sick, make sure you have plenty of water and if you need to, have a shot of pickle juice or a sprinkle of salt in your water.  Vitamin water ZERO is also a decent way to get electrolytes without having to spend a lot on a supplement.  I'd avoid zero sugar gatorade though, the sweetener in it is sucralose which is bad for ketosis.

NOW TO THE FUN PART: THE FOOD! I do most of my shopping at a normal grocery store, and most of the things I mention can be bought at meijer, target, walmart, or whatever your local chain is. Buy organic if you want! But it isnt necessary.  Meats and dairy foods are best when bought all natural or organic if possible.  Look for words like grass finished, or pasture raised.

Breakfast ideas: Omelets - add whatever meats veggies and cheeses from list fit your choosing Cauliflower "hash" - sautee pieces of cauliflower with meats, veggies, top with cheese and let it melt :D keto "cereal" - 2 cups unsweetened coconut, sprinkle with cinnamon, stevia, coconut oil, pecans, macadamia nuts, whatever.  bake two minutes per side around 375 til toasted.  cool and serve with unsweetened hemp, oat, almond or soy milk and fresh berries if you want! Chorizo and eggs with avocado and sour cream - they do make turkey chorizo too! or make your own by adding hot sauce and spices to ground turkey.  :3 "Two Good" Makes a super low carb yogurt that tastes amazing  - i eat it with berries or a "Quest" brand protein cookie for breakfast! Chia pudding - 2 T. chia seeds, milk substitute or water, stevia, and whatever flavor you want to add! Peanut butter, cocoa powder for PB cup,  raspberry/almond,  blueberry/pecan.  Chill overnight, awesome grab and go Egg muffins  - mix up eggs like youd be making scrambled eggs, add some ricotta or cottage cheese (full fat only), add toppings, bake for 5-10 mins til middle is set (use a tooth pick).  Can freeze and pop in microwave or last a week in the fridge.  I like mine with pesto and mozzarella with tomato on top.

Lunch ideas: La tortilla factory low carb wrap "blt" - these tortillas are amazing and come in many sizes.  If you cant find those, find any brand that says "low carb" - look for net carbs under 6 for best choices.  Add avocado, turkey bacon, mayo if desired, lettuce, tomato, peppers, etc.  Eat with cheese chips (recipe in snacks) Soups:  Creamy chicken chili, broccoli cheese (substitute heavy cream and broth in place for milk in recipes) bone broth veggie soups (imagine PHO or Ramen with no noodles!) MAKE A BIG ASS SALAD WITH WHATEVER MEATS AND CHEESE AND VEGGIES YOU WANT   (that are safe on the list ofc) this is what i do a lot, and i put the dressing on the side so i can just munch on it throughout the day without it getting soggy.   If you find yourself picking certain parts out of your salad right away, try to focus on those more until your body is craving other things.  Some days i eat my meats right away, others i eat all my veggies.  Your body often tells you what you need without even realizing. If you're a grazer make a fruit and nut tray, or "lunchables" almost. There is a recipe for whats called CLOUD BREAD. It's basically like a fluffy meringue that is made with cream cheese and eggs. I dont make it a lot, I almost always would rather have those wraps.  They're that good and last longer :D Try to keep things with you that you know you will eat, rather than things you think you're supposed to eat, because cold fish sounds disgusting vs that yummy five piece chicken tender with hot sauce. >_>

Dinner Ideas: Dinner is my forte because for a long time I was doing OMAD keto, aka "One meal a day keto" where I would fast until dinner every day, except for coffee, tea and water.  During these times I dreamt up many cheat meals that I JUST HAD TO HAVE and went home and keto-ized em.  If there's a will there's a way, bahahaha. OMAD is not recommended at the start of ketosis because you may feel low on energy or dizzy sometimes and we want to avoid bad feelings during initiation so when you see the success you have you won't have a negative feeling as to why it happened.

LITERALLY IMAGINE YOUR FAVORITE DINNER. Whatever you're craving.  You can hack it. We got this.   Chinese/Take out? Easy mode.  You can make stir fries, fried cauliflower rice, sweet and sour chicken (using parmesan for a crust!), peanut "noodles" or "zoodles", egg foo young, etc! American: Wings, burgers, brats/sausages, grilled chicken, etc - most cook out foods in whole form are totally safe. Pair with grilled veggies or a salad, or make a pasta salad from zoodles with homemade italian dressing.  YUMMMM bish Italian: Low carb tomato sauces and "noodles", Fat head Pizza (link to fat head dough recipe will be at bottom.  This shit is dope.  I never even liked pizza before this).  Chicken Parmesan, "Spaghetti and Meatballs", Lasagna: AND OMG GUESS WHAT. Alfredo is like totally fair game, and its really good with mushrooms and chicken. :P Mexican: HOLY FUCK I EAT THIS STUFF SO MUCH.  Like, pretty much everything but the chips and rice are totally gucci for keto.  Taco/Burrito bowls, fajitas, ceviche, salsa, avocado salad, guacamole, and for dipping I make cheese chips or thin slices of cucumber spritzed with chili lime and salt. Greek: Greek salad, schwarma, gyros (either without bread or use the low carb wraps), hemp seed "Falafel", tzatziki sauce, feta cheese, olives, etc. I have even made indian and thai curries, moroccan food, middle eastern We have made chicken tenders, french fries, chips, "nachos", fish fry, breaded mushrooms, mozz sticks, cheese curds.  All your craving foods! The internet is wonderful for this, just make sure you are paying close attention to how much a portion is, or if its higher in carbs than you're allowed for the day.

Above I posted a picture for a shopping list.

This is a nice shopping list but I find it is sort of strict.  Try to stick to these items to start but You can add in things like more nuts or avocados, almond and coconut flours (to make cakes and breads!), and higher starch veggies and fruits as time goes on.  I get down on some cantaloupe pretty often, and have a cupcake at least once a month.

Intermittent Fasting IF is typically considered an advance technique or body reset especially after big meal days or cheating, and while it has amazing health benefits, I would suggest you research it yourself and decide if it's right for you.  I had a lot of luck with it because I hate to keep track of my calories on an app so I knew if I ate whatever I could within a five to seven hour period that the chances that I would eat more than 1800 calories would go way down.   Each person is different, if you feel physically hungry, don't deny that feeling. Here is a link that describes and explains types of IF. https://www.healthline.com/nutrition/intermittent-fasting-guide#methods

What to do when you go out to eat We live in a time where many people eat low carb, or restaurants are very willing to wiggle with ingredients or substitutions.  Remember that nicer restaurants appreciate this less, but if you know that it will be happening, you can always call the restaurant and let them know in advance.  Many chefs are reasonable and want your business and willing to help. Always check the menu for words like, naked, ask for sauces on the side, try to stick to things that are usually safe, blue cheese, ranch, vinaigrettes, mayos.  When a dish comes with a carb side, most places will double up on steamed or grilled veg for very little extra or no charge.  I get steak with a literal dick ton of broccoli or asparagus and lotsa butter and its good and filling. :D Burgers can be put on top of a side salad , or ask for a lettuce wrap.  Make sure wings and chickens arent breaded before frying or baking.  Chinese restaurants usually have a section that has all the same ingredients but sauce on the side and veggies steamed, good for when you go out.  Egg drop soup is usually ok as long as you don't eat a gallon of it. If something comes that you really want, but can't have, just have one small bite and cover the rest of it with too much salt or ketchup or something than you can handle, or trade it away.  This will prevent you from eating it all. There's lots of options and understand that whenever you go out, there is a chance that you might slip out of ketosis.  Don't be discouraged because a small slip is a lot easier to deal with than a big one, and you will feel fine within 12 hrs.

What to drink and when Coffee, espresso, unsweetened teas, club soda or la croix like drinks with zero fake sugars added (look for aspartame, sucralose, dextrose, erythritol, etc), pure liquors with no added flavor or sugar (vodka, gin, whiskey, rum, tequila), dry red wine (cabernet, merlot) dry white wine (sauvignon blanc, brut champagne, pinot grigo, chardonnay).  Keep in mind that alcohol still contains a lot of calories and while it will not likely bump you out of ketosis, it does delay your body burning calories because it is too busy trying to destroy the evil alcohol from your bloodstream (dramatic music) so limiting intake in the first month really helps you to get in the swing and feel good and hydrated :P. Side Note: Ketal One makes new no sugar added Botanical Vodka and the Peach one and the cucumber mint one are fucking amazing, the end.

"Carb cycling" cheat days, and how to IF YOU KNOW YOU'RE GONNA CHEAT mentally prepare yourself for that.  Know what you want to eat, what isnt worth it, and how to stop yourself when you are done.  Ever been on a bender where you drank like three days in a row and by the end you're like dude wtf happened all I wanted was to drink friday night and now its sunday where did it go".  This has happened to me lots with holidays and special occasion weekends, and the best advice I have for you is to pay attention to how cheating makes you feel.  Don't feel guilty unless you feel bad for your progress or your body.  Sadly, potatoes make me feel like garbage so I try to avoid them like the plague even when I do cheat. Try to not eat for as long as you can handle after you cheat to allow your body some rest and to burn the glucose and glycogen that may be still in your system.  If you feel good enough some cardio or lifting may help to get you back in faster. Ultimately, if keto is a lifestyle for you, remember that life happens and its ok to be human, and eat things that are unhealthy as long as its not the normal.  Remind yourself that you deserve to be happy as well as healthy and balance that in your mind.  Being positive and recognizing this will help you to not fall off the deep end either way, by being too strict or completely abandoning keto, which often in the early phase will lead you to gaining all that weight you lost back. Carb cycling is a form of keto diet for athletes or very physical people who benefit from a quick carb before intense activity in order to feed their muscles or whatever but as I am not one of those people, I just stick to my higher carb fruits and veggies when I think I might go for a run or walk, or drag my ass down the road, whatever you'd like to call it. >_>

Things to avoid that are a waste of money Don't buy "exo ketones" or "Keto drinks" or powders, anything "bullet-proof" is basically bullshit, you can make the same things for zillions of dollars less and it will taste better as well. Keto urine strips are pretty much just a waste of money, they aren't really indicative of where you are at. Expensive "keto" supplements aren't necessary, take your multi and drink your electrolytes and you should be good to go.  Keep in mind if you are an intense athlete I am not so like talk to your doctor or coach dude.

Day three- brotp

Wise guy

Summary: dual-story! Checking another piece off the long Shotgun Verse to-do list and fulfilling a Nanbaka Week prompt!  This one was either relationship or brotp and I went with the cutest bros to ever bro, Seitorou and Nico! Also this is a story about Nico getting his wisdom teeth removed, and discovering that needles aren’t the only medical thing he’s afraid of. And I’m also projecting real hard because basically this is what happened to me. I’m petrified of medication don’t blame me it’s basically drilled into us in this state like some kind of anti-everything cult.

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              Nico was crying, gauze stuffed in his creeks, looking hypothetically cute, but more pity inducing than anything else.

              “H-Hajime” the muffled voice calls out, “don’t weave me hewre awone! I’m gonna die!”

              Hajime pushes him gently off, “you won’t die Nico, it’s just a half dose of pain medication, you literally could not be more careful if you tried.”

              “But… But… it’s inside me!”

              “and? You take worse shit daily!”

              Nico slunk to the floor, sobbing. No one could make out the words he was trying to say anymore.

              Rock pulled Hajime to the side, “listen man, I can explain. It’s an American thing. Especially in the city where we grew up, that word printed on that bottle? That… we don’t even say it. It’s like that old saying, ‘speak of the devil and he shall appear’. That shit’s a death sentence in pill form. There is no coming back from that. If it doesn’t kill you directly it’ll starve you by siphoning your money until you lose everything.”

              “maybe in a higher dosage, it’s 75% Tylenol what they gave him. And he only took a one when the thing said two pills.”

              Rock shook his head, and clenched his jaw before sighing, “It’s still scary, even for someone like Nico, not to mention the anesthesia hasn’t completely worn off, he’s going to get emotional. Just… please don’t force him to take them. If the pin gets bad enough he will, but for now just let him take the standard Tylenol.”

               Hajime threw his hands up, “fine, whatever, but I’m going home. I have a pregnant fiancée to take care of!”

              Nico had stopped crying, “I-I’m sowry Rovk, if I didn’t have this stupid allergy to Ibu…ibe… that thing, we wouldn’t have had to get the alternative ones.”

              Rock helped Nico back into the recliner, “Nico, it’s fine, you’re fine. You head what hajime said, that only made up ¼ of the pill, and you only took a ½ dose. And from here on out you don’t have to take any more unless you want to. I’ll leave them here, in case you need them. Seitorou will be here in a minute, and he’ll keep you safe!”

              Nico had sat watching food network for a while until Seitorou wandered in with a shopping bag.

              “Ah, there you are! Hajime said I was going to be watching you tonight. Are you doing better?”

              Nico shrugs, but pointed to the pile of used up gauze on the table next to him.

              “Yeah, you always have been a bleeder. I bought some extra gauze just in case. Do you think you’re up to eat something?”

              Nico removed some gauze to talk somewhat normally, “tongue’s still numb but I am hungry.”

              They managed to get some jello into Nico’s stomach, but he didn’t look satisfied.

              “tummy feels bad.”

              Seitorou furrows his brow, “your stomach? Did you take an medicine?”

              “half dose of that- had a panic attack after.”

              Seitorou picked up the bottle Nico had pointed to and read over it, grimacing, “oh wow, I guess with your allergies they didn’t have much of a choice. But this probably could upset your stomach, even at a half dose. But you’re half way through the time so at a half dose it should wear soon. Are you planning on taking more of these? Or do you want to try with just the normal ones for a while?”

              “Normal.” Nico murmurd, “Hajime got mad though.”

              “Well he’s not too well versed in American drug culture, so he probably thought you were being overly dramatic. But Rock explained it to me before I came it. Anyway, enough about pills and culture, why don’t we watch some anime? I never did get around to watching that one that came out last November that everyone loved to much.”

              Nico’s face lit up even though he couldn’t smile. Seitorou didn’t know what he was missing!

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              Several hours later, they sat crying happy tears in the dark lounge, Nico’s head resting against Seitorou’s shoulder. The dramatic near-death of the main character’s beloved pet and eventual tearful reunion between the love interests was just too much to bear. It was Nico’s third watch, but it still got him every time. Or maybe it was the sleep deprivation and lack of proper sustenance. Hard to eat anything when you can only open your mouth an inch or so.

              He had wanted to sleep but he kept thinking the gauze would fall out of place and he’d choke on it. It was a rational fear! But he couldn’t take it out to sleep because A. he’s still bleeding after like ten hours, B. having it out hurt for some reason, and C. although he hadn’t fully read the instructions, it sounded like something he wasn’t supposed to do.

              And apparently if you somehow screw this up, it’ll ruin your life forever, according to the internet.

              So instead they decided to Re-watch One Punch Man for like the fifth time and hopefully be lulled to sleep by the sounds of breaking bones and explosions.

              It worked. Somehow.

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              Day two was fine, not much happened.

              But day three, oh god day three.

              Day three is the worst, lemme tell you.

              Nico sat, the bottle of pills in his hand, jaw throbbing like Saitama himself had just socked him right in the face. It was excruciating, and it had begun to swell and bruise a dark, ugly yellow.

              Go to a mirror and puff out your creeks as hard as you can. Now imagine that it looked like you just lost a fistfight with god. Combine those images. And you have Nico’s current predicament.

              At least it had stopped bleeding? But it still felt better to have the gauze supporting his jaw.

              Seitorou had stepped out to go to the bathroom, and Nico knew this was his only chance. He had just downed a bowl of terrible chicken soup and a jello cup, meaning he was more than set for the nausea to come.

              But… maybe he’d do a one-fourth dose, just in case.

              He had to swallow his pride before the pill, but he managed it before Seitorou returned.

              And the regret was immediate. His knees went immediately week, the room spinning more than it already had been in his weakened state. He dropped to the floor next to the mirror he used to help take the pills while he couldn’t open his mouth like he normally would. He’d cry, but with how much it hurt to do anything, it likely wasn’t a solid idea.

              Seitorou had returned then.

              “Nico! Nico what happened?” his voice was high, trembling.

              “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I couldn’t take it!” Nico cried, handing over the bottle and pill cutter, “it hurts too much.”

              Seitorou kneeled next to Nico’s trembling form, hushing him gently, “you’re okay, you survived the first one right? And this one’s even less.”

              “but I can’t Sei! I can’t!”

              Seitorou took his hand, “Yes you can. The doctor wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, you know that. Come on, lets go back to the couch and watch something, to take your mind off it. How about we check out a show Hitoshi recommended to me? It’s a magical girl show themed around princesses and apparently it’s really good.”

              There was around 50 episodes of it, so they’d easily be busy watching for the rest of the recovery time at least. And it really was a good series. It was unique, nothing like the rest of it’s franchise, but it brought a fresh spin to the concept and the execution was just great. It was the sort of show that reminded the viewer why they jumped down the anime rabbit hole in the first place.

              And, as Seitorou had so expertly predicted, Nico was quickly and surely distracted.

-

              It had taken five days for Nico to be up and about at all, even though the surgeon had estimated he’d be back in his cell in four, tops. But Seitorou had been glad to spend the extra time with him, as there really was no need to watch the halls these days. Everyone, even the prisoners, were too focused on the wedding to cause mischief.

              An when Seitorou was finally tore away from his coddling/anime binge session, something just didn’t feel right about returning to his post.

              “don’t tell me you’re getting attached to the kid now.” Hajime grumbled.

              “w-well he’s really not that bad Hajime!”

              “still, you’re a prison guard! And regardless of how ridiculous his circumstance is, he cant just be your friend like that!”

              Seitorou frowned, “and what makes you say that? Your future wife doesn’t seem to have much of an issue with it.”

              They both turned to Momoko, who was reading through some mail, “what? Don’t drag me into your fight. It’s hardly my business what Seitorou does with his free time as long as he doesn’t cause any trouble.”

              Seitorou grinned smugly, “you know, he even gave me a nickname~”

              Hajime’s head hit the table so hard it cracked.

(A/N: hey, if you’re curious about the rest of this crazy AU then check out the Nanbaka tag on ao3, you’ll find my incomplete mess of fics there! i swear i’m going to be publishing new chapters of both Who I Am and Shotgun itself the minute this week of prompts ends! and when I finish Who I Am, i’m going to start on the Honey and Trois mini arc... or maybe the Rock and Liang mini arc? idk i’ll see where my muse takes me.) 

New diet plan

So school year is turning real fast on me. It came outta nowhere ngl. And look at me a fat fuck lol anyways so i have a plan ill try to stick to and ill write down if i fail or some shit. Well see.

BREAKFAST

So im thinking of making smoothies for breakfast because solid food makes my tummy upset. After my breakfast which is only one cup of fruit smoothies ill do yoga. EVERY MORNING. No skipping.

~Then fast forward school times~

LUNCH

I eat something healthy. Aka half of it must be vegetables and a quarter should be meat and the other quarter is filler. Ill have a cup of black coffee with it. After lunch i must do some muscle strengthening exercises, doesnt matter how much. Like if i feel like shit i do it but like a little bit. Its more about discipline and not burning cals.

DINNER

I can have as much salad as i want. Or vegetables. I can steam them and season them if i want.

MORE STUFF

I will try to run in the evenings but idk how ill manage that but yes i will try to do it.

Yoga is a must before sleep but more relaxing than in the morning, meditation works too.

I will always have some nuts with me to fight off cravings if i have them.

If i fuck up i continue on my plan the next day.

I will count calories and they cant be more than 1600cals.

So these are my plans. Im trying a less destructive approach and i wanna prioritize my health.

This can kill your dog in 30 minutes, and no one is telling you about it...

When I learned about this in vet tech school, I was shocked and enraged that i had never heard of it before.

I had heard the term before, and i knew what it vaguely was. BUT NO ONE—no clinic, no veterinarian, no website, no books, no friend or family member, NO ONE—had ever exposed or enlightened me to the

SUDDEN ON-SET

OFTEN FATAL

EASY TO MISS

GASTRIC UPSET THAT MANY DOGS EXPERIENCE AND WIND UP DEAD IN LESS THAN HOUR. IT IS OFTEN TOO LATE WHEN A HUMAN NOTICES THE DOG IS EXPERIENCING A PROBLEM.

Check This Out for Weird Timing + Thank God i’ve always been hyper-analytical/micro-analytical/and have had a gift of noticing when things aren’t quite right; even when no one else notices it or even agrees with my conclusion: because of that, i have single-handedly saved so many animals.

Shortly After I learned about this issue; our little old Boston Terrier GOT IT!

she was acting totally normal, hyper, active, happy

everyone kept saying “what are you talking about shes fine!

i grabbed her and ran down the street in the middle of the night to a veterinarian that lived near by. i rang his door. and sure enough, he sent my ass to the ER where my dog spent 5 days, and thank god made it out okay.

If i wasn’t there that night, Mazy, whom many people loved, would have DIED, PAINFULLY for no real reason…oh my gosh…you know?

I don’t know how this canine acute situation slipped past me into adulthood. I wonder if it has to do with where i live? Maybe people in cities are more aware of this because inactivity is a factor, so maybe people living in apartments know about this.

I DONT KNOW! I WOULD REALLY LOVE AND APPRECIATE IF ANYONE WOULD CHIME IN ON THIS SUBJECT. ITS HARD FOR ME TO BELIEVE THAT THIS HUGE DEAL IS SO UNKNOWN (hard as in i cant believe, and hard as in it hurts to believe it if its true)

i will now layout the sinister problem that can take your healthly dog away from you in the blink of an eye

Dogs at High Risk:

Large Deep Chested Breeds

Top 3 Breeds: Great Dane, Weimerainer, St. Bernard

Though keep in mind ANY DOG is at risk—our little round Boston Terrier doesnt fit the profile above

Other dogs mentioned in medical literature:

Great Danes, Saint Bernards, Weimaraners, Irish Setters, Gordon Setters, Standard Poodles, Basset Hounds, Doberman Pinschers, and Old English Sheepdogs

Dogs that weigh over 100 lbs = 20% increase of chance

Common in elderly small dogs (hence Mazy)

Factors that increase risk:

Hereditary

Eating one meal a day (instead of parced out)

Eating Quickly

Being thin or underweight

fearful, anxious, nervous temperment

history of aggresion toward humans and/or dogs

Male dogs are at higher risk than female

Older dogs, 9 and up, are at an increased risk

Moistening DRY dog food

I did this the night mazy went to the hospital, her kibbles had become sponges.

AND she ate the other dogs whole bowl right after her bowl

The Picture is Starting to Form

Factors that decrease risk:

Eating 2 or more meals a day

Using and mixing in wet canned dog food

no more kibble+water

Having a relaxed content attitude

Work on zen-ing out your dog. Get him or her in a nice chill head space

Remember…this could save his/her life

Look for a dry dog food that has calcium-rich meat meal listed within the first four ingredients on the label

such as meat/lamb meal, fish meal, chicken by-product meal, meat meal, or bone meal

In the best case scenario; the mortality rate is 15 to 40%. So your dog needs to be seen—NOW NOW NOW

I was so frightened from that day of school, that this topic was all that was on my mind. I cant believe it happened to our Boston Terrier in the same calendar week.

First Hand experience w the symptoms

I could tell her belly was pot-belly looking.

And then I took into account that I had moistened their kibble.

And then my friend told me that his dog Mazy ate her food AND my dog Dylan’s food. He was 4 times her size, but silent, shy, and submissive. She ate all his food after she finished her bowl.

So basically she gulped up 4 thanksgiving dinners worth of those foam toys that come in pills and expand in the tub or sink. Shrinky Dinks?

She was so hyper, oddly hyper, and began to retch fruitlessly (symptom)

Even though my mom and my boyfriend were telling me “oh Ashley, shes fine! Youre being your typical catastrophist self!” NOPE!

When I ran to the doctor, he showed me this trick:

Flick their side, or anywhere on their abdomen. It will sound and feel taught, and it will sound similar to a basketball.

Actually to be safe—if your dogs belly is a little distended, and especially if it is TAUGHT & there is no room to push the dogs guts or tummy, then just go to the vet ER—the fact that this can kill a dog in an hour; you’d rather be wrong with a bill you know?

Also, another tip the doctor taught me, if you have a stethoscope (available at any pharmacy and anywhere online)

hold your scope up to the dogs stomach.

You SHOULD be hearing typical tummy sounds, like squishes and farts;the sound of digestion.

If you hear nothing,or can barely really hear anything,consider yourself in trouble.

Mazy was lucky, she was taken to the ER right away, they had her hooked up to in-going and outgoing tubes. it was an intense ordeal, she was there all week.

After that, I became the most mindful dog feeder ever 😊

You ready to hear what it is? I bet you’ve guessed it.

IT IS CALLED BLOAT! BLOAT GOSH DARNIT! AND IT IS SERIOUS SERIOUS SERIOUS SHIT.

SOME DOGS HAVE BETTER ODDS SURVIVING GETTING HIT BY A CAR AND I’M NOT BEING COMEDIC OR DRAMATIC, IT IS A FACT!

BLOAT = EVIL

lack of oxygen to the tummy then to other organs, tissue starts to die almost immediately, becoming basically a poison to the animal’s body, septicemia (blood toxicity) is one stage, organs begin to fail. it happens quick.

There Are Many More, But Here Are Two Trustworthy Sites/Cites on the subject (they are linked). Please Look into BLOAT & GVS and PLEASE Spread The Word!

VCA Hospital Bloat

Is this (GVS) Serious? Yes. This is probably one of the most serious non-traumatic conditions seen in dogs. Immediate (within minutes to a few hours) veterinary attention is required to save the dog's life.

ACVS-American College of Veterinary Science-Bloat-more detailed symptoms

This Information MUST BE SPREAD! THIS IS A MUST-SPREADER!

TELL EVERYONE YOU KNOW! PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE.

I’m so glad this came across my mind—i used to practically be an unofficial BLOAT PR Representative :-)

I needed EVERYONE TO KNOW. AND I STILL DO!

SPREAD THIS LIKE WILD FIRE PLEASE!

***LOVE, ASH