#but without making him seem too nice

[chiropteracupola]

a little pain now, to save a great deal more pain later

[flintlock fortress is a collaboration with @dxppercxdxver]

#em draws stuff #flintlock fortress #team fortress 2 #blood #today on the em cupola show: wild self-indulgence. but hey I feel Bad so I'll draw what I Like. and today that's medical procedures. #someone leaned over my shoulder while I was drawing this and asked 'is that bloodletting' and they were Almost Right so I'm endlessly proud #in fact it is smallpox inoculation! #sorry to everyone who I have bothered with my Smallpox Talk in recent memory but It Will Happen Again. #the game style itself is kind of rockwell and leyendecker-y to me so I wanted to do something with a similar look to their work #had a lot of goals for this piece and I think I really did achieve all of them quite nicely #could I keep these guys recognizable without showing their full faces? yes I think so! #could I make 'getting a mild case of smallpox with the lads' seem a bit romantic even? yes to that too. #also. scout tattoos make an appearance. (do not go looking for them in any other art of him on account of I Forgor) #and a new look for ansel (this man dresses Boring but that is no fun for me to draw) #'backstory relevant' I say as I do not discuss any of these guys' backstories again. #'that's for us to know and for you to find out' I say while giving you no way at all to find out #have been in a constant state of 'by gosh having a little less blood in me would make this situation better' for several days now #and while I am using Normal methods to improve the situation drawing such things does work a bit to heal the mind #'we're doing just fine' says local guy who is madly drawing the same guys over and over again

[jacqcrisis]

Why is everyone in this godforsaken camp sniffing my lizard?

#ronans trying to have a nice day intimidating people and holding astarions hand #and the wizard and the druid keep trying to catch a whiff i GUESS #anyone else? shadowheart? im assuming lae'zel because shes a certified freak #wylls too busy having daddy issues #anyways i turned down halsin for character reasons #also considering ronans been pretty encouraging about the not having sex thing with his vampire #it would make sense for him to feel weird or kind of not great about the idea of sleeping with someone else #he doesnt want to make his guy feel bad or put him on the spot about letting ronan go find sex somewhere else #that seems like a mean conversation to have to him so he told halsin nah #just not even gunna bother #he went without for like 11 years or whatever he can go for 11 more if he has to #if they live that long #i am curious about what that convo with astarion is like re: asking if you can go boink the bear #i shouldve did a save and reload oh well #bg3

[seawardboundsammy]

ricardo ortega makes me want to bite my hands off

#thinking about ''i never had to be nice. I'm charming.'' #he makes me so fucking crazy he seems so normal lol smiley on first brush till you squint at him a little too hard #AND HE'S SUCH A WEIRD AND FUCKED UP BITCH #im obsessed with him. #i wish there was a disco elysium style text search thing for fallen hero #just so i could pull quotes and specific stuff without committing to an entire playthough #fallen hero #ricardo ortega

[hella1975]

got the train today and this lad sitting opposite me had never taken a train in the uk before so he asked me a couple questions and i showed him how to get the app up to track the route better and we wound up just kind of chatting the entire ride because it turned out he's a student in the same city as me and it was a bit awkward not just because we were complete strangers but because we were both struggling with each other's accents (he only moved from india a few months ago and his english wasn't completely fluent yet and i have an accent that is notoriously bad for foreign-speakers because it's v slang heavy and words/letters blend together and NOTHING gets enunciated so we were both going back and forth with it a bit) but we both just repeated/reworded things when necessary and we chatted for the entire hour and then afterwards he offered me his umbrella and to walk me home and i said no both bc i'd just met him and i didn't want him to get the wrong idea but still we both waved and laughed at each other bc of the rain when we went our seperate ways and yeah. it was just v nice

#he lived on a farm back in india and he was showing me pictures of the baby cows it was amazing #and i showed him pictures of the lambs we used to take care of #and yeah it was kind of awkward just bc of how often we were having to repeat ourselves/ask the other to repeat #but it was just nice that we were both like. trying? idk it was just a very honest human interaction #where yeah there were barriers to communication but we still wound up showing each other pics of baby animals lmao #and he was a first year at uni too and he said at one point that he's struggling with it bc it's hard to make friends #and generally it's quite lonely #and i was like OH I KNOW THIS SONG like that was my LIFE in first year #bc regrettably loneliness seems to be the universal first year emotion without added struggles like being alone in a foreign country #so i was just giving him advice and trying to reassure him and shit it was just very sweet #and he gave me a can of coke? LMAO slay #im glad it happened which is saying something bc i LOVE my train journeys i love listening to my music and zoning the fuck out #so when he started talking to me i was initially like can we NOT but the moment i stopped being a hardass and gave up on my music #it was actually really chill #hella goes to uni

[chirpsythismorning]

🎨 🖼️ 🌈 🩹 🧍🏽💡 🔮⚡️☄️

Wouldn’t It Be Nice by The Beach Boys

previous ⏪︎ now playing ⏩ next back to playlist

#byler #stranger things #bizarre love triangle playlist #will byers #will’s pov #this is like basically future byler #technically this could be mike's pov #bc he wants to play dnd and nintendo in his basement with will for the rest of his life too #he is the one who brought up that idea to us in the first place #but will practically glowing while he says it and mike just looking at him silently #this is will's jam #also we've heard this concept in canon on the show twice now #which makes the lyrics: #'you know it seems the more we talk about it. it only makes it worse to live without it. but let's talk about it. wouldn't it be nice? #makes it all so so real #😭 #4x08 #gif

[juniemoe]

the way varric's rivalry path doesn't really change anything tbh 😭 he still thinks that the sun shines out of hawke's ass and wants to be buried in it.

#the thing about varric is that he's so nice #he always complains that sebastian is too nice and it's weird but varric is just. #genuinely so kind and good #the rivalry scenes with him is just him telling funny stories about hawke killing people without making hawke seem heroic and brave #lmao? #hawke can be super rude and aggressive to him and he just takes it? #someone would say that he has no spine but i think it's because he's just genuinely a nice and good person #anyway excited to see how he interacts with hawke in inquisition #🎮 vilna plays games

[thebirdandhersong]

holding on real tight to "if you don't want me / then you're not the one" this week ladies

#was rejected a few days ago without even SAYING ANYTHING and boys HOWDY #there are some ways to get across I'm Not Interested to someone but alas this was not a very gracious or generous one #beloved friends. sisters in Christ. if a boy is not interested in you and isn't very mature he may do similar unthoughtful things #such as: ignoring you completely in group settings when he's speaking very loudly and animatedly to Everyone Else #completely avoiding eye contact. very short and abrupt answers when you ask him simple unobtrusive questions about his day etc. etc. #making it Very Clear in uncharitable ways (at least according to my diana anyhow) that he just does not want to be around you #don't waste your time!!!! i am not going to waste mine #anyway the end of another saga........... first mr knight and now the firefly boy (sigh) too many things happening in one year #would like to......have a break from boy troubles for once :') #anyhow that's that on that......back to schoolwork! #alas girls songbird once again had high hopes and he seemed very nice #aside from questionable coffee drinking choices and this sort of behaviour he SEEMED like someone i could get along with quite well #i mean not every boy will listen to songbird ramble for a while on modernist literature and ask questions at the end #but all that goes to show that one ought not to be hasty :') #slings and arrows of outrageous fortune in year 21 #the pluto chapter

[celestial-sapphicss]

.

#so i just finished s1ep2 of the bear (i don't really get it so far but ok) #and there's this scene where the main character calls up his sister and tells her about the mental shit that has been happening with him uk #and like even though this feeling is always there but lile i can't help but feel like my life would have been so much better with a sibling? #like one id have good relationships with uk??? #and ik ik found family and forming meaningful relationships outside is an option but like in this capitalistic individualist society? is it? #anyways that's not the point it's that there's always stuff no body in the world would get except people who grow up with you innit? #be it school or hometowns or families and it would have been nice to have someone help me not feel this complete overwhelmness all the time #and without me feeling like im exaggerating or thinking that the person would judge me or having to keep telling everything repeatedly #but then i think would that even matter when I am the one who's the problem and like can't work to form that connection with anyone????? #like i for the life of me cannot share anything beyond the surface level or without making a joke out of it #and it seems funny but i trivialise so much of the fucking shit that happens so obviously no one takes it seriously not their fault right? #and like how fair to my friends that i literally almost always been superficial and lowkey untrue with them in exchange for their honesty??? #at this point i feel like i don't even know what i truly feel or truly am because whenever i look back at my past self im like wtf #idk most of the times it just feels like being 'stuck' in a glass container and me not 'letting' anyone in if that makes sense? #ik im being very annoying about it but im just so tierd of feeling like this its been a decade & its way too long to constantly feeling dead #and im so fucking stubborn in my sadness that i won't even go get help after years of crying about wanting it & now finally having resources #it's like this mental block which i can't seem to remove and i feel like even if i do get help ill still be untrue so what's the point!??? #yeahhhhh anyways i'll delete this later i don't journal so tumblr will have to make do #vi.txt

[wildermouse]

vent iii.

#yeah i could just make a 'read more' post but tags are better for me #more hiding #anyway #i have this problem where my sister is probably moving out next year but she can't rly do that without me bc her dog has issues #and i would have to take him out and feed all the animals while she's at work during the day bc nobody else can #but even with that being taken into account she would still charge me over double what i'm paying now for rent and i cannot afford that #and she says i'd have to get a job too but excuse me how am i supposed to work when i also have to be home to look after your animals?? #barn job would be nice bc short hours but it also wouldn't be enough to pay what she'd charge me #so i'm screwed there #anyway i WISH i could make enough money to live on my own but i CAN'T #ik i probably sound very lazy and spoiled and i get that i am definitely priviliged to get to live at home for cheap rent #but it also fucks with my mental health so bad living here. and i want to live on my own but it's just not an option rn #i have dreams and they're such basic sad dreams that i still don't think i'll ever accomplish #like i want to live in my own small travel trailer. that's all. my own space. or a tiny falling apart cabin that i can fix up #that's all i want and it seems impossible for me #i'm not built to live in this world. my body and mind cannot take it. i have tried. i've tried so hard #honestly if i had to work full time again i don't think i'd actually be able to stay alive to benefit from it. it would burn me out too bad #there's no win for me #i'm still trying to figure something out but i'm honestly not hopefull at all

[heartyearning]

got 2 new books today (esc&ctrl by steve hollyman and boy parts by eliza clark) and im ngl the first one especially was a cover buy like the summary sounded good but i coulda picked up any other book and bought that instead if it wasnt for the cover, but omg i just started reading it and the summary which sounded intriguing is DWARFED by the PREMISE of this book which has me shaking & crying & clawing at the walls of my fucking enclosure

#so the summary is basically smth along the lines of 'some guy wakes up in a different country without knowing how he got there #his gf has been murdered in their home country & now a sextape they made once is going viral bc someone else entirely posted it' #which like !! sounds interesting !! & the book is incredible to hold too like the weight of it & the binding quality is like #its a super floppy book basically its very nice so thats why i bought it #but i just read the foreword and OH MY GODDDDDDD MY GOD MY GOD. idk if its true & also thts not the fucking point but #the foreword is the author talking abt the manuscript for a novella he wrote on a typewriter & didnt have any other edition of #getting stolen & then all these years later getting an email from some guy who found the manuscript & sending him the scan #-ned in pages of the manuscript to make sure its the actual manuscript & theres been chapters added #by someone who seems to know the author (bc of injokes and what not) and OHHHH THAT IS SO #SO GOOD TO ME IDFK. IM BUZZING. IDK IF I SHOULD READ THIS NOW OR SAVE IT TO READ TOMORROW #BC I FEEL LIKE THIS IS A SINGLE SITTING TYPE OF READ #ough ough ough so exciting. also the impact hashtag impact house of leaves has had on the courier font industry. #im joking of course but like its partially explained in footnotes which are of course partially written in courier #to be fair part of the book in general is also written in courier but like idk its funny

[arcane-strangeness]

had it about up to fucking here with my science teacher we're creeping up on how much bullshit i can take in a day and we're not even 20 minutes into class

#my posts #i like actually hate him. so much. #first day of class with him he straight up went “i've just been through a divorce be nice to me” #and never have i wanted someone to be mauled by a tiger more #he makes us do ALL OUR FUCKING HOMEWORK written out on PAPER #if that doesn't sap my motivation idk what fucking does #he's also just. really weird. in a half creepy way. #like i've seen him ask about peoples beverages (usually Celsius he seems fascinated by them) #and even go so far as to take a drink (with consent from the girl) from one and if thats not just. weird. idk what is. #he's trying too hard to be “the cool teacher” and i lowkey hate him #hm i wonder why he's divorced. definitely not the consequences of his actions. nope. #he went off on a whole rant about valentines day on valentines and i'm just sitting here internally like #“ru jealous bc highschoolers can keep a better relationship than you? pathetic” #i can't even respect him for being a hater he's just unnecessary #he also dug in to me and a couple friends because i pulled out my phone to show my friends a picture after i'm DONE WITH MY FUCKING CLASSWO #and he was all “you can't even hold a conversation without looking at your phones GOD you're pathetic” #also he called the entire class insecure once #because we didn't want to be randomly assigned partners for a SUMMATIVE ASSIGNMENT that we want to do well on

[timeisacephalopod]

Ended up calling CAS (Canadian CPS Americans) and I did not expect to have complicated feelings on such a thing because it's not as if the call wasn't needed years ago if I'm honest, but I typically do not like involving myself in such things especially when so many people make frivolous calls to cops and agencies like this. Seriously, child abuse is the crime that receives the most false accusations and of course I'm not talking out my ass, but I also don't want to disrupt a bunch of kids lives over their mothers bullshit.

On the flip side me messing around with their lives at this point is probably the best option for them and that's not something I say lightly, I told the guy twice I was making that call with a heavy heart but what little I know is deeply disturbing to me. And specified that I believe my oldest niece is the primary victim in part because she's a vocal kid, good for her. But that's done, I can at least know I tried for those kids and did what I could to make myself sound credible and give what info I know even if I made it clear that I don't know probably anything really. But I'm tired of waiting for change from someone who isn't capable of it. Those kids need better, it's not like I didn't wait 13 years for her to do better by those kids. It's not like I said anything untrue to anyone involved either, so complicated feelings or not know I didn't just run around making nasty frivolous phone calls. I'm genuinely concerned my oldest niece will end up dead and that the only thing done about it on shitheads end will be protecting my nieces murderer and if I did nothing about that I'd never be able to live with it.

#winters ramblings #i feel bad for calling i DO even if as far as im concerned that piece of shit deserves to be vivisected for what shes done #its the KIDS i feel for. i just dont want their lives fucked up because of ME but like. their lives are fucked already #thats why i called like i said id call a month ago but decided that was too extreme and WAY too soon #but the way things are going im afraid shell speedrun her usual abusive relationships and my NIECE will get killed #maybe that scum fuck wont care if her kid isurdered since she doesmt care if that same kid is BEATEN #but ID sure shit care and i wouldnt be able toive with myself if something happened and i DIDNT SAY SHIT before it could be prevented #i simply could not do that to CHILDREN. the guy said they may call me back for more info and i was like yeah thats fine #anything i can do to help those kids which he seemed to appreciate. but really i sat around FAR too long #complicated feelings or not i didnt make that call to be frivolous OR as any kind of revenge for her bullshit #i did it because if shes willing to go THAT FAR with me over nothing im afraid she'll let that SCUM actually KILL my niece and do nothing #or WORSE out and out PROTECT him from any consequences for KILLING her. and god help me if that happened #and i did NOTHING id need therapy for the guilt i could NOT live with that. so i made a call i never wanted to make #beyond being pissed off in a moment but i sat on it for a couple days and when i woke up today #i knew what i had to do and whether i like it or not. i did NOT make that call lightly #the fact that i called anyone when i LOATHE phone calls is already a massive hurdle on my end jumped #but like really am i going to sit around wondering if my niece will be DEAD soon without trying to DO something? #no. i just couldnt live with that and if nothing happens well. i did what i could #whatever DOES happen i hope those kids are ok and i hope theyll either be close enough to visit #or that my mom would be nice enough to drive my ass to visit with them somewhat often since if they get placed in other homes #or just one other home then id like to at least try to provide some type of familial stability by maintaining contact #i know the kids use kids messenger too so if anything happens ill try to get that info so o can contact them #and they can reach out if they want to. especially my oldest niece im so worried for her that kid WILL press all the buttons she can #which is good for her on one hand but has me worried she'll get HURT on the other and i dont want THAT of course #regardless hopefully whatever might come of this those kids get the environment they deserve and thrive

[dreamingpine]

recently my sis asked me to play a cute dating sim. it was nice.

#it was nice and i played to him too #i made fun of him because those options are funny but it was nice to have slap backs without #having to think too hard on if someones feelings are hurt #just in case you know? #anyway i had a nice time but when it got to the part where the dude asked me a question #and i chose the 'yeah i daydream! lots of fun i have whole scenarios in my head' because i do!! and its fun #but the guy got worried; asked why i wanted to escape and stuff and said: “what? [White] are you lonely?” #and then my heart started beating so fast there was no voice acting but dude seemed genuinely worried about me #and it felt so real i had to take a second because dude wasnt real but no ones every asked me that and i had to think #“am i???” #i let my guard down didnt think guy would make me feel feelings >>*scared of inconveniencing others* #anyway it was a cute game but i got the 'i died because i saved someone else' and i think. #im putting too much of myself in these mc's #and i need to stop that.

[inupibaldspot]

Back off,kid.

Pairing : Gojo Satoru x Reader

Note ₊˚⊹♡ : (Teen)Gojo is jealous over (kid) Fushiguro having a crush on you.

Fushiguro Megumi always wonders if he made the right choice every time a white-haired sunglass wearing teenager walks into the house.

The tall older boy would grin as his hands form a salute. “You doing good Megumi and Tsumiki?”

He was as useful as the indoor plants. Fushiguro thought.

Gojo wasn’t much good at cooking and neither helped with cleaning, probably because of his rich background—but he did spoil them with lots of food and pocket money but he wouldn’t ever admit that.

As much as Fushiguro would love to throw insults at Gojo, he holds back his tongue each time; Tsumiki would send sharp glare and nag him if he did.

The first friend he brought to visit them was a girl; it was after Gojo went missing for a while and when Tsumiki inquired about it ,he simply said one of his dear friend went cray-cray as his finger twirls at the temple of his head.

The girl had short, brown hair with a distinct smell of cigarette; her name was Shoko Ieiri. She wore an impressed look when she entered the house as she looked over to Gojo. “Heh— The place is pretty neat,Gojo.”

Fushiguro looked to Gojo who placed some groceries on the counter top with a proud smile on his face. “I know right!” Gojo replies.

The young boy frowns. “It’s Tsumiki who keeps the place clean.” Shoko gives Gojo a stare before she cackles.

A week later when Tsumiki was still in school with club activities, another person makes an appearance ,you. He could faintly hear conversations between you and Gojo through the front door on how you’d actually wanted to visit them sooner but was bombarded with mission before it swings open.

The first thing Fushiguro noticed was how Gojo seemed to make you enter first— other times he barges in without a care for Shoko— his hands near your back with a slight space, without touching it. Why was Gojo being nice?

You blink at the dark haired boy. “Fushiguro Megumi, right?” Gojo peers from behind as you smile. “Did you eat?”

“Not yet. Waiting for Tsumiki to get home.” Fushiguro thinks you’re the first person who is kind of decent.

You nod take plastic bag from Gojo’s hands and lift up it, your smile widen. “I’ll make you some good stuff then.”

“I want to eat your cooking too,y/n.” Gojo chirps in only to be ignored. And to your credit, it was actually good. He didn’t remember the last time he had something this good home made.

After that, your visits seemed to increase which Fushiguro Megumi did not mind, in fact he was getting fond of your presence. You helped with food, cleaning which lessened the load on Tsumiki plus you also helped him with his studies.

“You seemed to get it now, Megumi.” Poor kid, blushes a bit hearing your compliment. “Practice this set of questions and I think you’ll do pretty well on your tests.” You smile.

Fushiguro nods as he does as you say, face still heated up. He looks up at you, who was reading a book. Your hair slightly in your face, lips slightly parted with eyes focused. You were extremely beautiful and as much as he wouldn’t admit it , he had a big fat kid crush on you.

“Megumi-chan.” Suddenly he is shoved to the side as a body makes way in between you and him. It was Gojo who sat in between. “Move over~ This seat is mine.”

The boy frowns and so did you, not liking Gojo’s action. “Don’t interrupt the kid, who is studying.” Kid? Ouch…You huff as your move over, despite you complaining you make space for him, focus back on your book.

Fushiguro watched as Gojo leans closer to you, almost resting his head on your neck as he looked over to your book; after a while eyes slowly moved over to you, his expression softens.

Gojo smiles as he tugs a piece of hair behind your hair, to which you don’t react as if it was normal. Thee older man then turns his head to Fushiguro—oops,he got caught staring.

The white haired boy then grins, a condescending one in fact as he mouths out the following words.

‘y/n-is-mine.” Fushiguro huffs. ‘back-off.”

·:*¨༺ Part 2༻¨*:·

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[shotmrmiller]

another thing i had in mind for ex husband simon was that this time you're more resistant. no touching, no nicknames that make you weak-kneed, nothing. divorce means divorce, and the wedge that split the two of you up would probably still be there.

fine by simon, he follows the rules to a T. hands to himself, polite greetings and only talks about the children. maybe for a birthday for the boys, he takes the family shopping for gifts since it's a tuesday and there won't be any party or whatever and when y'all come back home, the lights are on.

they'd been off when y'all left. simon quickly opens the middle console and pulls out his weapon and tells you to get in the drivers seat. should anything come running out, pedal to the metal.

a little bit of time passes, you're about to be driven crazy with anxiety but simon finally comes out, except he's empty handed.

comes to the side and opens the driver door. "whoever was in there is gone. probably hopped the back fence. i've already called the guys."

you're a sobbing mess because how dare someone come into your home? your sanctuary? what if-

and you come to a startling realization. what if you and the boys had been here? alone?

simon's looking down at his phone, and furrows his brows. "i gotta go get-" but you don't let him finish, trembling fingers grabbing the front of his shirt. "you cant leave us here. don't leave me alone. don't- just please. stay."

you're too upset to resist his embrace or correct him when he calls you sweetheart. the guys get there eventually, price and gaz waste no time in sweeping the area and you, accompanied by simon, tuck the kids to bed.

price calls it later, that the place seems to be clear. nothing really taken nor left behind. they all leave, johnny and kyle deciding to stay overnight across the street their car and simon also turns to bid you goodnight, except you don't let him.

you practically beg him to stay, that you won't feel safe without him here. the couch won't do because he's too far away, what if whoever that was comes in through the bedroom windows.

you seek comfort in him and in the dead of night, he whispers promises into your ear as he slides home. promises to keep you safe, to keep the kids safe. that he'd let nothing ever happened to you, not while he still lived and breathed.

when you're finally dozing, with his spend drying in between your legs, he grabs his phone and texts johnny that it's done, they can go home now.

johnny responds in seconds, telling him that he tore his very nice jeans jumping that rough hewn fence of theirs and that simon owes him a new pair.

#simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader

[sttoru]

‘satoru hates arguments. even more so when your conflicts cause your baby daughter to be upset as well.’

☀︎｜tags. (girl) dad!gojo satoru x female reader. fluff, angst, comfort. mention of arguments between parents. comfort & happy ending, though!

satoru hates having arguments with you. he hates it whenever an argument turns into the silent treatment. he apologises and apologises — yet nothing helps to change your mood sometimes.

ever since you got married and had your daughter, you were a bit more sensitive to the smallest of things than usual. it wasn’t like satoru despised you for it; in fact, he understands that motherhood was and is stressful. that man was nothing but supportive to you.

though, your little arguments were indirectly having an impact on the mental state of your baby. you didn’t even know an one year old could sense the tension between her parents.

“mama, mama!” your daughter appears out of nowhere, waddling over to you standing in the kitchen. she had barely just learnt how to walk. her tiny hand reaches for yours and she points at the doorway with her other, “go, mama, go.”

you curiously let your little girl lead you towards where she was pointing at, only to arrive at the living room. satoru was sitting on the couch, idly staring at the ceiling, other hand fiddling with one of your daughter’s toys. he seemed deep in thought. even exhausted and clearly not his playful self.

“mama, go! mama go papa.”

satoru’s head turns to the side at the cute sound of his favourite little girl. he smiles brightly at her return to the living room, only for his smile to fade just for a second at the sight of you next to her. he isn’t mad at you—more like sad that you still seemed upset with him.

your daughter tugs at your index finger. she apparently wants you to go to her dad—wants you to interact or talk with him. her big eyes were staring up at you with a pleading look in them.

you were in a dilemma. of course, you wanted to put your daughter’s mind at ease. you could just fake interact with satoru—or actually just make it up—but there was still a small part of you that needed time alone. you weren’t yet mentally ready for another confrontation. you needed time to think it out.

however, part of you also knows that your earlier argument was kind of silly. you don’t even fully remember what it was about, that’s how irrelevant it was to your brain.

“c’mon, pumpkin. ‘tis not nice for you to bother mama while she’s cooking.” satoru’s soft voice startles you back to reality. he had already gotten up and crouched down to pick your daughter up in his arms, kissing her chubby cheeks to distract her; “mama’s busy, ‘kay? let’s go play with papa.”

even satoru knew that your argument had caused your little girl to feel some kind of stress. she didn’t fully comprehend the situation, though she was clearly uncomfortable by the fact that her parents were not acting nice and lovey dovey like they usually would.

“no, papa. mama!” the baby whines and points at you and then at satoru, her little legs kicking. it absolutely broke satoru’s heart — shattered it into pieces. oh, how he wishes to never fight with you again. the sight of his little bundle of joy trying to mend things between you two with all she could was simply too much.

satoru looks down at you and notices the way you look at your one year old as well. the same way he did; with guilt and sadness. he sighs softly and without further thought, wraps his free arm around your shoulders and brings you close to his body.

“c’mere,” satoru murmurs as he holds both your daughter and you to his chest, “let me hold my two girls, yeah? may i, sweetheart? please.”

your husband asks for your consent. if you were okay with this—even when he needs it desperately, to hold you again in his arms and to make it right to you—your comfort comes first. if you weren’t ready yet to make up, he’d let you go. even if it’d hurt him immensely.

you don’t answer with your words and instead let your actions do the talking. you wrap one arm around satoru’s torso, the other cradling your daughter closer to both you and him.

it was like nothing mattered anymore in that moment, except for your little family. your worries, stress and anxiety about everything and anything had vanished into thin air as you felt the embrace of the two people you held dear.

your daughter finally giggles—a sound satoru and you had greatly missed. you close your eyes and just rest against your husband’s body.

“mama papa, wuv!” the little girl squeals in happiness as she excitedly babbles on, causing both satoru and you to laugh as well. the white-haired sorcerer leaves a big peck on the baby’s forehead before doing the same to you.

“mhm, papa loves mama veeery much.” satoru hums and kisses your forehead again, solely because he missed being affectionate to you, “papa loves his sweet little angel too.”

you can’t help but chuckle along with your one year old—who seemed to be extremely content in her parents’ loving embrace again. this is how it always should be.

“mama also loves papa very much.” you reply, causing your husband to regain his usual big grin. he finally got what he longed for; to have you look and talk to him with love. your silence may have lasted only a few hours, but it felt like it had been a couple cruel months to the sorcerer.

your eyes meet his again and all was well. you smile at him and he smiles back before leaning in to kiss you gently on the lips. satoru’s arm that was draped over your shoulder moves down to curl around your lower back, pulling you as close to him as your bodies would allow.

he pulls back after a few seconds and just lovingly stares at your face again—eyes holding an affection only you had ever been able to witness. your eyes told the same story; nothing could separate you two. ever.

“waaaaah! mama papa, me, me!”

the romantic air between you two suddenly gets interrupted by your daughter’s excited demands. she was demanding kisses as well, puffing her cheeks up as she got ready for it.

“ohh? seems like our angel wants some kisses too.” satoru laughs and nods his head at the baby in his other arm whilst looking at you, “shall we?”

you giggle and nod back—not able to refuse your little girl any longer.

it was not long before the living room fills with the sounds of your child’s laughter, which was caused by the continuous kisses and tickles she was receiving from both satoru and you.

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