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peralta-guaranteed · 3 years

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Amy admitting defeat to the morning after everything has gone wrong and lying flat on Mac play mat cause what better then having your chonky babe climb all over you to make you feel better hc

"Life is shit." Amy moans while she trods into the living room after brushing her teeth. She's slept two hours longer than her husband, which, frankly, is unheard of unless she's sick. She might as well be, considering how she feels.

Rosa and she have been tailing a perp from a high stakes case for weeks now, and the douchebag keeps baiting them and eluding them, like it's some game to him. At the same time, Gary has taken it on himself to re-organise her filing system while she's been out of the precinct. Yesterday, Rosa took her out for commiseration drinks, and what had started as an actually fun evening between friends quickly turned sour when six drink Amy made a rare appearance. Now she's nursing a massive hangover, and has already seen the notification on her phone of at least 4 Gary-panic-emails on her day off.

She lies down on the big playmat on the floor, covered with little streets and houses and roadsigns, and groans. The idea of sitting upright on the couch or, god forbid, eating breakfast in the kitchen seem like hell right now.

"Sorry, babe, didn't hear you- what did you say?" Jake asks, genuinely interested, as he comes out of the nursery with Mac on his arm, who's probably been awake for hours as well.

"I said life is sh-" she stops herself just a second too late. "Shtinky." she amends, quickly.

"Shtinky?" She can hear the amusement in Jake's voice, even as her face is still pressed into the mat.

"Yeah, shtinky. Cause I'm not gonna swear in front of the baby."

"Ah, gotcha." Jake sits down criss-crossed next to her while she turns on her back, her head spinning only slightly while doing so. "Sorry this week's been so hard on you, babe. But I do have a great counter-argument to your Shtinky-Life-statement."

"I really don't feel up to a debate, Jake, no matter how fun-" She tries to argue, but then she feels a soft weight on her chest and hears a little gurgling sound and yeah, Jake has got an ace up his sleeve for this discussion. She lifts her head to look at Mac, snuggling against her and smiling without a worry in the world. He's only recently started crawling, and that's exactly what he does now, dragging himself up until he can bonk his warm, slightly sticky face against her cheek in that facsimile of a kiss he does with them.

"And he's definitely not shtinky, cause I just changed him." Jake looks down at the two while he rakes his hand through her still sleep-messy hair to straighten it a bit. Mac squeals as she wraps her arms around him and returns his 'kiss' with a proper big smooch against his cheek and then several smaller ones.

"How can he make even the sthinkiest end-of-week so much better?" She sighs as she lets him go to crawl back, only holding on enough so he doesn't accidentally slips off.

"He's magic, it's the only explanation." Jake grins at her, and she knows he's got a stupid joke in his head that will make her groan, but will also probably make her feel better. "Told ya those wizard terms were good for something!"

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crimson-snowfall · 4 years

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Masamune Birthday 2020 - Day 19

Word Count: 331

POV: 3rd person

Masamune Birthday 2020, Day 19: Shogetsu - Drunksitting

Warnings: Contains spoilers for Masamune’s Dramatic Route

A/N: ‘Haruna’ is my placeholder for a 3rd person POV Ikesen MC.

When Haruna is not around, no one can take better care of a drunk Masamune other than Shogetsu, and this was something one of his vassals had learned over Mitsuhide's recent visit at the Honno-ji temple, where Masamune had chosen to wait for the woman's return. Under normal circumstances, Masamune would keep his guard up around Mitsuhide due to the latter's penchant for spiking his drink, but Haruna's absence really seemed to be really getting into him and he wasn't as alert as he used to be.

"He's not even suspicious of me anymore, isn't he?" Mitsuhide remarked with mild disappointment in his voice as Masamune immediately zoned out after downing his cup of 'water'.

"He dearly misses the princess, Lord Mitsuhide. Now, I know I've asked you this before and I don't know if you'll ever listen to me, but please refrain from switching Lord Masamune's water with sake in the future," the vassal politely asked the warlord, to which the response he only got was a foxy smile.

On his way to take his extremely drunk lord to his room, the vassal came across Shogetsu in the hallway, who now no longer resembles an oversized house cat but more like an adolescent tiger. Shogetsu followed them to Masamune's room, and the moment the drunk warlord started complaining about the lack of pillows despite being nicely tucked into his futon, the tiger laid next to him and put one paw over his mouth.

"Wha? Whysh there a shtinky pillow-" The tiger seemed to have taken mild offense over his master calling his paw a stinky pillow, and put another paw on his face. Masamune tried to swat them away, but ended up getting his face smooshed against the fur of his pet as Shogetsu embraced him, as though he was an oversized version of the stuffed toy Haruna had made for the tiger when he was still a cub.

"Hehe… fluffy pillow… warm pillow…" Masamune murmured as he fell asleep.

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