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starrynite7114 · 4 years

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TikTok: Outfit

A/N: Good morning everyone! This is my first out of possibly three updates? Finally got the muse for Snapshots back, so i will try to update that and also Everything is you as well. Or I may hold off and update in a few days since school is back and I got 5 classes that need my attention lol Anyways, here is another TikTok/Instagram challenge that an anon gave me!

Thanks nonnie!

If you have any other TikTok challenges or requests, send them my way!

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You and Angel were proud of how you two had an amazing sense of humor. Prank wars were a thing in this household and hell, it even seeped into your Mayans family. Coco was your usual partner in crime along with Taza, Hank and Bishop. Coco switched allegiances after a prank you pulled on him and Angel a few years back. He was impressed to say the least and he has been in your corner faithfully since then.

“Hey guys, so, my husband is absolutely exhausted due to work, but you know I can never pass up a time to mess with him.” You were standing in front of a mirror, showing your outside, or lack thereof. You were wearing a tank top with a sports bra and workout shorts that almost showed your ass cheeks. It was an online buy so the measurements were off. When you first modeled it for Angel, he raved about it, but he also was adamant that you weren’t wearing said shorts unless you were staying around the house. But you loved to fuck with your husband, so why not? “Thiago and Raphael are currently napping, and we have a rule if the babies are napping so are we.” You entered the master bedroom and found your husband sound asleep.

You had paused the video, and was thankful it was only the afternoon so the sun was illuminating your room. Angel looked so adorable sound asleep, you almost felt bad that you were going to prank him.

Almost.

Recording once more, you shook Angel, who was sleeping on his stomach, Thiago sleeping right beside him with Raphael in the crib right beside the bed. God bless your husband, he was absolutely exhausted, but whenever he got home while he was away, he tried to take care of your boys and gave you a break.

It was rare for them to have runs due to COVID but business was business.

This was Angel’s first run since March and it was June. The state had slightly eased the restrictions so they had a run plan as soon as possible.

“Babe, I’m going to Target.” You whispered, careful to not wake your two sleeping boys.

“Okay,” he mumbled sleepily.

“Do you need anything?” You’re not even sure if it was registering, but you knew how to wake him.

“‘M good,” he cracked an eye open. And closed them again.

You refrained from laughing and kissed Angel on the lips. “Love you.”

“Love you too.” He called out.

You counted to three in your head before you heard the ruffling of the sheets.

“Hold the fuck up, where are you going?” Angel immediately sat up and his eyes roamed down your outfit. He didn’t give a fuck if you were wearing a tank top.

“Target,” you repeated, grabbing your purse.

“Target? With your ass hanging out? You got me fucked up babe. We talked about this, no one is going to see you in this outfit.” You tried to hold back a giggle as Angel got out of bed and started slipping on the discarded sweatpants on the bedroom floor. “Going to Target with your ass hanging out?” He scoffed mostly mumbling to himself. “You going to see someone? You got a booty call?”

You laughed then, the phone still on Angel as he grabbed his phone from the bedside drawer beside his side of the bed.

“Angel, don’t be ridiculous, you know you’re the only one for me.” You laughed again as he went to your closet. He came back out and threw a pair of sweatpants at you which matched his.

“Cover that ass and let’s go to Target. Got me fucked up corazon, this is a family outing now.” He moved to wake up your babies and you stopped him.

“Baby, I’m recording for my TikTok, don’t wake them up.” You explained.

You caught his face, annoyance clearly seen. He shook his head and you stopped recording as you laughed again.

“You play too much.” He picked up Thiago and your son woke up, which made you glare at Angel. Thiago was always cranky when you woke him up from a nap instead of him waking up on his own. “Thiago, mama wants to go to Target, why won’t you go with her?”

“Angel!”

Two weeks later, another prank came into your mind except this time, you wanted to record it for your Instagram. It was odd that you were chronicling your life with Angel, but it was something to do during quarantine.

And if you were being honest, Angel was hot as fuck and you loved sharing your handsome husband to the world.

And he was also funny as fuck.

His possessiveness was never terrifying or concerning, it was sweet and endearing. He never overstepped or overwhelmed you.

With your phone directed to your full length mirror much like two weeks ago, you waved a hello.

“Decided to dress up to go to Target since my man wants to stay home. Figured I’d treat myself since work and grocery shopping are the outlets to go out now.” You were wearing jean shorts and a top that accentuate your assets.

“Okay babe, I’ll be back in a few.” You had your camera pointed at Angel, but it appeared as if you were texting.

Angel did a double take and shook his head.

“I’m sorry, where are you going?” Angel sat up from the couch where he was lounging with his boys.

“Target.”

Thiago looked at you and smiled. “Mommy you look beautiful.”

“Thanks baby.” You walked over to Thiago and kissed his forehead, before going back to your initial position.

Angel shook his head. “You’re going to Target dressed like that? Mi dulce, we’ve been together for years and you always dressed like a bum going to Target.”

“A bum?” You gave him an incredulous look and scoffed. “I do not dress like a bum.”

“Yes you do, sweatshirts and sweatpants, all day. Who the fuck are you trying to impress?” Angel narrowed his eyes at you. His wife could be ridiculous at times, but he fucking loves her like he loves no other.

“Ooh! Daddy said a bad word.” Thiago pointed at Angel, shaking his head.

“Papi is allowed to say bad words because mommy is being ridiculous.”

Thiago giggled and got off the couch, running over to you. “Are you going to see Tio Rico?”

“Tio Rico?” Angel stood up and picked up Raphael. “See you’re going to make every outing a family outing now. I knew you were talking to someone else, always on your damn phone.” He slipped his cell phone inside his back pocket. “Let’s go, we’re going to meet mommy’s side piece.”

“Angel!” You held Thiago who giggled.

“What’s a side piece?” Thiago asked you.

“Babe, they’re not even ready.” Raphael was wearing a shirt and his diapers, while Thiago was still in his pajamas. “Don’t listen to daddy.”

“No, we’re going to meet mommy’s new boyfriend.” He made his way over to the door and you laughed, chasing after him.

“Babe, it’s a joke.” You told him as he opened the door.

He looked at you, the same annoyance that graced his face two weeks ago came back. He glared at you, walking back to the couch and placing Raphael down.

“See, if I play this prank on you, you’d be pissed. You play too damn much.” Angel sat down, crossing his arms over his chest, pouting as he refused to look at you.

“Mommy, you made daddy upset.” Thiago shook his head, mimicking Angel’s reaction.

You had stopped recording after you informed him it was a joke.

“I’m sorry babe, you know I love you and only you.” You sat beside him, laying your head on his shoulder with Thiago seated at your lap facing the television.

“Yeah you better, kids are going to sleep early tonight.” He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, while the other was beside Raphael since your little prince was a mover. Bending his head so only you could hear him, he nibbled at your ear making goosebumps run through your body. “I’m gonna pound that pussy so hard, you’re not going to be able to make any pretend Target runs for a week.”

Your thighs clenched together as you looked over at Angel who sat back and had a smug smirk on his face.

Another reason you loved fucking with your husband, he was the King of Petty and his promises to ravage you was always so good to hear.

Again, never a dull day in the Reyes household.

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unabashegirl · 4 years

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Enticing (4)

Author’s note: I’ve solved everything with my mom! Thank you all for your lovely messages! I am so happy that everyone is enjoying the serie. I hope you continue to enjoy it! love you!

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David has told her multiple times to never scream within the apartment. It not only helps induce his headache, but it scares Henry. His house isn't a market. David looks over at her and shamefully smiles at her. He is beyond embarrassed. He is oblivious to why she is here. David was supposed to meet her at the gala.

"There you are!" Valeria McCoy smiles at the young billionaire who was bothered by her sudden arrival without an invitation.

"What are you doing here?" He cuts right to the chase. When it came to Valeria, David always found himself in a mental battle. She is beautiful and is the type of woman you see in magazine covers, but that isn't enough for David. If it only came down to beauty, he would already be married. David wants a partner that keeps him on his toes. He wants someone who he can sit with for hours and talk non-stop. The young man is in search of someone that he can grow - intellectually. Valeria McCoy certainly isn't it.

"I thought we could get ready together. I'll be more fun!" David is everything that Valeria has ever wished for and more. He is elegant, poised, and wealthy. He is the only man that she knows that can afford her type of lifestyle. The only person who has been able to keep up with the multiple shopping trips and her travels; has been her father. Mr. McCoy plans on retiring soon. He is ready to hand off the family business to one of his daughters. The one problem is that none of them are capable of sustaining the company.

Y/N's first thought is that the strange woman is Henry's mother as she quietly walks downstairs. She tries her best not to interrupt.

"Oh! Thank God!" Valeria exhales in exasperation as soon as her eyes land on Y/N. "Here" She throws her long gown at her and attempts to hand her a bag that contains all her beauty products. "Please steam the dress and leave the bag at David's bathroom" Y/N stands back, surprised at the woman's behavior. She hands everything back to Valeria before continuing her way towards the kitchen. Y/N has a hungry crying baby upstairs, and she couldn't be wasting her time with someone like Valeria. Her attitude had instantly bugged her.

"David! You have to get new maids around her" Valeria gasps outraged by the behavior of the mysterious woman.

"She is Henry's new nanny. She isn't a maid" David instantly hears Y/N's laugh coming from the kitchen. David joins her at laughing. Valeria purges her lips at the young man. She is not amused and wished that David wasn't either. It felt like they were both ganging up on her.

Y/N continues to prepare Henry's bottle in the kitchen. She can hear their conversation but tries her best not to. By the tone and the way that David keeps talking to Valeria, Y/N can sense that they aren't married or dating. David's tone is harsh and stern as he addresses her. When the bottle is ready, she heads back the same way she had previously entered.

"Wouldn't you be more comfortable getting ready at your house?" David watches Y/N scramble back up. He follows her with his gaze until she disappears into Henry's room.

"David! Are you checking out the damn nanny?" She stumps her foot on the ground. Valeria couldn't believe how evident he had been.

"I wasn't!" He was. David wasn't going to admit it. He knew that it would lead to a fight. Valeria humphs and leads the way to his bedroom. She expects him to follow her, but he diverts before she can catch him. "I am sorry about that, Ms. Y/L/N" He still couldn't figure it out, but there is something of Y/N that captivates him.

She sits on the feeding chair with Henry pressed against her chest. He is half asleep and almost ready for another quick nap. She kisses the gentle kiss of his forehead before looking up at her boss.

"There is no need for you to apologize, Mr. Dobrik. Everyone is responsible for their own actions" David reaches up and touches his own lips. He slightly tugs and pulls on his bottom lip with his thumb and index finger. It's a habit of his; it helps him think.

The action doesn't go unperceived by Y/N. It was a simple act, but enough to ignite something with her. Her cheeks flush, when his eyes catch her watching his lips. If Henry wasn't on her arms, she would have bolted out of the room. "Ms. McCoy and I will be leaving in a few hours. We'll be back later. I just thought I should let you know" He stands up straight and fixes his posture. "No problem. Have a lovely evening" Y/N flashes him a lovely smile before he departs then proceeds to feed Henry.

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The room at the Metropolitan Museum of Art captivates the elegance and the splendor that the Manhattan elite emits. All of the attendees dress in head to toe in designer clothes. They all huddle up in small groups around the dance floor, gossiping about others and commenting on their appearance. The waiters stroll around carrying their drinks, tending to their absurd needs.

"Tell me, how's business?" Michael Aldridge is one of David's oldest friends. His family is old money, and they own one of the biggest companies of oil in the world.

"Thriving" David's answer is short, but Jonathan didn't expect anything less of him. He doesn't like to share details about his company, especially when he isn't at the office. David Dobrik has always kept a distinct separation between his private life and work.

"How is the little man?" Alessandro Borghese attended college with David. At one point, they were even roommates. Alessandro is part of a noble and papal family in Italy. Their family focuses on fashion. Alessandro spends most of the year in a jet, traveling from continent to continent.

"He is at home with the new nanny" David takes a sip from his whiskey. The two wealthy men had no idea that he found the new nanny attractive. They think that she is just like the last. David decides not to share anything else. He honestly just wants to go back home and get some much-needed sleep.

"I need a girlfriend man" Michael used to be engaged to another heir of an old-money family. He honestly didn't care how much money her family had. He genuinely liked the woman. Unfortunately, things didn't work out because he caught her cheating. Michael had decided to come home early from a business trip and had found her with him.

"I'll get you a beautiful girlfriend" David and Alessandro took care of everything after Michael broke up the engagement. They made sure everything was canceled, and that Michael got refunded.

"I don't want a model" The Italian frowns and tucks his phone away. "I just want someone to love me for who I am" David understands the feeling and hopes for the same every day.

"We'll find you someone" David reassures his friend as he looks around the room.

"What are you talking about? You are just as fucked up like me" Michael jokes before taking another sip from the alcoholic beverage.

"What about Valeria?" Alessandro asks, knitting his eyebrows. Michael and David roll their eyes at their friend and release a loud exhale.

"She sucks. She is no bueno for David" The three-man continue to talk most of the night. Alessandro and Michael make sure to keep David away from Valeria. Her only intention was to parade David and show him off to the other ladies.

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"Can I please stay over?" Valeria asks David as they walk into his penthouse. It's around midnight, and David feels exhausted. He just wants to take a shower, and get in bed.

"I have an early day tomorrow, Valeria" David walks into the house. He notices a few lights in the apartment on. He thinks that Y/N has probably kept them on for her comfort. "Plus, Daniel is already downstairs waiting for you".

"Please, Davey! I promise I'll be nice" She purrs while pulling on his tie.

"I said no Valeria" He still can't believe that she has managed to get drunk in a charity gala. David might be ready to wish her a farewell and never contact her ever again.

"Why are you always such a dick, huh?" She is now angry at him and still very drunk. "You keep pushing me away! I love you!" She exclaims loudly, "I want the entire world to know! I love David Dobrik and I want to become his wife!" She is yelling and David just wants to quick her out of his apartment. He just needs to find a way to do so. He reaches into his pants to pull out his phone, but before he can call Daniel, he hears a door shutting close-- upstairs.

Y/N had an incredibly long evening with Henry since she has been attempting to correct his schedule. She had finally settled him down right before Valeria had started screaming for the second time today. Y/N waits a few minutes in Henry's nursery just in case he wakes up, but thankfully he doesn't. She grabs the baby monitor before carefully slipping out of the room.

Y/N is angry and she feels her blood boiling as she walks down the hall towards the staircase. David instantly sees her in the distance as she angrily walks down. She is wearing a striped pajama and some socks. Her hair is down, cascading down her shoulders and that's when David realizes that he likes when she keeps her hair down.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" She whispers as she steps off the last step of the staircase. Valeria turns around and faces the angry nanny. "There is a fucking baby sleeping upstairs! " Y/N shoves the baby monitor into her face. "He is three months old! He needs to sleep. You yelling around this fucking house like a madwoman doesn't help! Mr. Dobrik already asked you to leave and now I am too! Get out!" Y/N manages to whisper/yell this at her.

"This isn't your house bitch" Valeria hiccups, "Are you going to allow her to talk to me like this Davey?" She pokes at David's chest. That is the last strand for Y/N before she loses it. She couldn't believe that this woman had the nerve to poke him!

"Get out!" Y/N says again, "Get out!" she repeats as she pushes her closer to the entrance of the house. "Bye!" It's the last thing that Y/N manages to say before closing the front door of the house.

David just stands back and waits for the young nanny to say something. He honestly had no idea that she had it in her. It had also been too entertaining for him to watch her. She is tiny but powerful.

Y/N sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. She leans against the front door of the house. She is exhausted and just wants to get in bed before Henry wakes up in a few more hours for another feeding.

"I am so sorry, Mr. Dobrik. I know that I shouldn't have gotten involved. It's just that Henry needs his sleep and she kept almost waking him up!" She stares down at her feet, feeling ashamed that she had acted that way. It felt right at the time, but David could take care of his own problems.

"Ms. Y/L/N. Look at me" He demands as he stares at the young nanny. He knows that she is probably feeling shitty and embarrassed from snapping at Valeria. She keeps her head down, finding her feet very interesting at the time. Y/N knows what's coming and she knows that David is probably going to fire her. Her eyes begin to water and she feels like bursting into tears.

David does the unimaginable in his book. He reaches out and the tips of his fingers come in contact with her delicate skin. He touches her...

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poorrichardslegacy · 4 years

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Kacxa Week 2020 Day 3 - Acxa & Keith & Krolia

It Takes a Village

SUMMARY: Keith and Acxa discover that they are far better equipped to face galactic tyrants, Robeasts, and magical creatures than they are to take on the responsibilities and the frustrations of dealing with two of the most challenging creatures in the universe. They soon find comfort in the power of family and are reminded of the reasons they fell in love.

AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26854759

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Voltron: Legendary Defender Rating: Teen and Up Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Acxa/Keith (Voltron) Characters: Acxa (Voltron), Keith (Voltron), Krolia (Voltron), Original Child Character(s), Original Galran Character(s), Keith's Family (Voltron) Additional Tags: Kacxa Week 2020, Family Issues, Family Dynamics, Grandchildren

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Acxa is shellshocked and on sensory overload. It seems that motherhood is anything but the idyllic experience she dreamed about.

She is at her wits end.

When settled and well-behaved, her one phoeb old twin daughters Mireya and Cataleya are the picture of serene beauty. But most of the time, they are two little devils. Acxa insists that no one will be raising her daughters except her and Keith. She wants them to know their mother and father, and she wants them to be instilled with the values she and Keith share. A beautiful idea, but implementing it comes with a steep price.

A typical day for the frazzled new mother looks something like this. Get up between 3 and 4 am to breastfeed the little barracudas. Keith sleeps through that exercise, telling his wife that he is not properly equipped to feed them that way. Irked by her husband’s flippant response she makes him burp one of the girls as a way of ‘bonding’ with them, an exercise which frequently results in Keith wearing their breakfast on his shoulders and down his back. After sending her husband to the showers to clean up, she changes diapers then does her best to settle them back down. They stay down long enough for her to wolf down breakfast before colic kicks in and both are screaming at the top of their lungs. Keith does his best to help her, but his duties as Emperor at the Galra Royal Palace and at Parliament pull him away, often leaving his frazzled wife to deal with the children on her own.

This cycle will rinse and repeat about four times per day (minus Keith) before he returns and takes over from her for the evening. Acxa catches three hours of sleep before waking to check on not only the girls, but her now equally frazzled husband.

Despite his pleas to get a full-time Dayak to help them, Acxa steadfastly refuses. Her mother raised her by herself with no one to help her. She is determined to do the same with her children.

Not knowing what to do and fearing for his wife’s sanity (and his if he is completely honest about it), Keith finally reaches out to the one person he thinks can help them restore order.

His mother

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Krolia arrives at their house the following quintant and is eagerly greeted at the front door by a familiar face from the Blade of Marmora. Sergeant Bars, Acxa’s Aide-de-Camp, is more than happy to see her. “Krolia, thank the Spirits you are here. Please, if there is anything you can do to convince the Empress to let us help her with the children, please do it. I’m afraid she’s going to drop dead from exhaustion.”

Entering the house and seeing the chaos for herself, she hands a tablet to the distressed Bars. “Transmit this message right away. I need the recipient of this message here immediately.”

Sergeant Bars eagerly acts to complete Krolia’s request. “I will personally deliver this message and bring her here myself. I’ll drag her here if I have to.”

Krolia gives him a reassuring look. “Don’t worry, Bars. Once she reads that, you won’t have to drag her here.”

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Krolia rushes into the nursery and helps Acxa and Keith get the children changed and ready for bed. She uses the fact that she is the girl’s grandmother to convince Acxa to let her help. But not before Acxa and Keith get into yet another argument over getting a Dayak to at least let Acxa get some sleep.

“For the one millionth time, no! We are not getting a Dayak! You took the only one I would even remotely consider and made her the Archivist!”

“Because she’s the only one qualified for that position! There are plenty of others who could take care of the girls.”

“Really? Name one.”

“Well…uh…”

“Uh huh. I thought so. Keith, no one is raising our daughters except us, and that’s final!”

For Krolia, this argument is the last straw. Settling the children down for a nap, she emerges to find Keith and Acxa nose to nose in a continuation of their disagreement.

“Enough!”

Hearing the commanding tone in Krolia’s voice, Keith and Acxa freeze in place.

Narrowing her eyes and setting her jaw, Krolia grabs her son and daughter-in-law by the scruff of their necks and leads them to a sofa. She tosses Keith down on one end of the sofa while firmly planting Acxa on the other end.

“Sit! Now…what the hell is going on here?”

When they both start to speak at once, Krolia raises her hands to stop them. “One at a time. Acxa…you first.”

“You want to know what the problem is? I’ll tell you what the problem is. I am here…by myself…trying to raise two small children. I wasn’t sure, until I got pregnant, that I would even be able to have children. But now that they are here, Keith and I are going to be the ones to raise them. Keith thinks I’m exhausted and can’t handle it by myself. I don’t know how he came to that conclusion since HE’S NEVER HERE TO HELP ME!”

“What? I help!”

“Oh, come on, Keith! Your duties as Emperor keep you at the palace or at Parliament. Yes, you help me a little in the evenings, but other than those three vargas, if I’m lucky, the girls and I don’t get to see you. Honestly, those girls are going to grow up and you’re going to miss it!”

Acxa’s words cut Keith deeply. “I’m…I’m sorry…”

Acxa crosses her arms and pouts. “You say that a lot lately. Look, I’m not trying to be mean. I’m just trying to be the best mother I can be to our girls. Just like my mother was for me. Don’t you want to be a good father to them?”

Keith hangs his head in guilt, staring at the floor. “I…I had no idea…” He turns in the sofa to look his wife squarely in the eye. “I want to be a good father to our girls. The way my father was good for me. I want to be here more, please believe that. But I feel trapped between my duties to the Galra Republic and to my family. Remember how you told me, before we climbed the steps of the Kral Zera together, that we needed to eliminate the caste system so our girls could grow up and be judged by who they are as people and not by who their parents are?1 Everything I’m doing…I thought I was doing it for them. For my girls. I never meant to hurt them…or hurt you.”

Krolia stands in front of them as she crosses her arms and looks first to Keith, then to Acxa. “This is worse than I thought. Ok kids look at me. This is Grandma Krolia about to get real with you two.”

“Acxa, I didn’t know your mother, but I know what it’s like to be the mother of a newborn. You were too young to remember your mother when you were an infant, and when you were old enough you only saw her from the viewpoint of a child. You didn’t see the frustrations and the tears your mother shed because she didn’t know how to take care of a child. News flash, it wasn’t as easy for her to raise you as you think. Children don’t come with instruction manuals.”

“Keith. You did not see the tears and the frustrations your father went through. I did. And let me tell you son, your father was a big, rugged, tough man who was reduced to tears by a 9-pound newborn. It was tough on him. It was tough on me. There were days when we both wanted to run away or bang our heads against the wall. There were days when we screamed at each other.”

“But then you would settle down and go sleep in our arms. Or you would look at us and laugh or make silly cooing sounds. You reminded us why we decided to have a child.”

“You see, the frustrations and the fears of having a child will always be there. They will change and evolve as the decaphoebs pass but they will never go away. You must remind yourselves that the Supreme Spirit entrusted the two of you with not only bringing these girls into the world, but with raising them to be good people as well. Because let me tell you, the joys of parenthood far outweigh the frustrations in the long run. No matter how big or sassy your children get, in your minds eye they will always be the little ones who looked up to mommy and daddy for love and guidance.

“No matter how old, Mom?”

“No matter how old you get, Keith, you will always be that squiggly little boy who brought so much joy and happiness into my life. Let me give you one piece of advice, son. Your wife is right. Don’t get so busy that you don’t see and experience your children growing up. If that happens you will regret it for the rest of your life. You do have responsibilities as an adult, and one of the most important responsibilities you have is to your family.”

“You make time for important matters of government, right? Well, your family is just as important as any governmental matter you can handle. Make time for them. Make quality time for them. And that includes your wife. Do not neglect her.”

“Acxa, that goes for you too. Do not neglect your husband. You two are a team. You love each other. Don’t forget that. Don’t ever lose sight of what binds the two of you together.”

“So, kids, here’s what’s going to happen. You two are going to spend the next movement at the lodge on Earth. BY YOURSELVES! You will clear your heads and forget about things here for a movement. You will remind yourselves why you chose each other as life partners, in every way imaginable. You will come back with a fresh perspective and you will work together to raise my granddaughters. With my help!”

“But Krolia, we can’t just leave like that. You can’t take care of two infants by yourself!”

“I don’t intend to. I plan on having an expert help me.”

“Who?”

From the entrance to the parlor comes another familiar voice. “I believe she would be referring to me.”

Keith’s Aunt Miara enters the room.

“Sorry Krolia, I got here as fast as I could.” Miara stands next to Krolia and looks to Keith and Acxa.

“Keith, Acxa, I heard what Krolia told you, and I agree with all of it. But I don’t want you to worry. I raised twin daughters. Believe me, I remember what that was like, and I learned a few tricks along the way. I’ll be happy to share them with you two.”

“Acxa, I know you insist that your girls be raised by you and Keith and not by a Dayak. I get it, and I respect your wishes. But sweetie there is no harm in asking family to help you.”

“But…Mom had no one to help her…she did it on her own.”

“My Dad didn’t either…sorry Mom, no offense, I know you had to leave…but they are our children and it is our job as parents to raise them.”

“It is your job as parents to raise your children to the best of your ability…and it is sad that your parents were forced to raise the two of you alone. But you two don’t have to do it alone. You are part of a family that loves you. Krolia and I are mothers. We will never stop being mothers no matter how old our children get. And we will both be damned if we sit by and do nothing while our children, or our nieces and nephews, suffer. Especially when there is something we can do about it.”

Krolia crosses her arms and speaks sternly to Keith and Acxa. “Now that matters are settled here, you two go pack your bags.”

“Now!”

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That evening, Keith and Acxa leave for the lodge on Earth.

It takes them both three quintants to relax, unwind, and get used to the fact that Grandma Krolia and Great Aunt Miara have the children well under control.

On the night of the third quintant, they sit on the deck, stargazing. Something they have not done since the children were born.

Acxa silently reflects on the night she claimed Keith as her life partner. Keith does the same as he queues up the same music mix he played that night. She snuggles close to him, purring contentedly.

“Hmmm…Keith…remember what happened the last time we were here, and you played that music.”

“I do seem to recall you got a bit…frisky…and to be honest, I’m hoping the same thing happens again.”

Acxa stands and pulls her husband up to her

“Oh, don’t worry, big boy…it will. This night is just getting started…”

1 The Seven Paladins, Chapter 14 The End is the Beginning

#kacxaweek2020 #kacxa fic #keith x acxa #vld kacxa #kacxa #kacxa week 2020 #vld keith #vld acxa #vld krolia

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Mod Deku, I loved that future Izuocha scenario you wrote, can you please write a follow up? Maybe Izuku and Katsuki are fighting a group of Villains, but all the while Izuku won’t shut up about baby Toshinori. Bonus points if you include this dialogue: Izuku: Toshikun really loves sucking on his feet nowadays, I was worried at first but my mom says it’s normally, you want to see a video of it? Katsuki: GODDAMNIT DEKU WILL STOP TALKING ABOUT YOUR CROTCHSPAWN, WE’RE IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIGHT!

Awwwww thank you!! You got it! Sorry this was really late, i'm writing this mid power outage as well! Also, I don't really know much about babies so if the age versus his actions don't quite work I apologize! I hope its okay i went beyond the prompt a little, i wanted to make it a lil bit longer! - Mod Deku

During Uraraka’s pregnancy, Izuku had tried to be the stable one, since his wife's hormones tended to make her unpredictable. During the labor, he was a mess, crying nearly as much as Uraraka, despite her giving birth without pain meds, and a few nurses weren't sure if he would manage to stay upright. But he did, and after five hours of messy, painful labor, Toshinori Midoriya was brought into the world. He weighed just short of eight pounds with a shock of dark, curly hair on his head, eyes a blinding blue. Testing showed no immediate signs of a quirk but that was normal in most newborns, aside from some with physical characteristics, and they would simply keep an eye on the middle one as he grew. Izuku took several weeks off as Uraraka recovered and they brought the child home, making sure she wasn't stuck with too many late night feedings and got as much rest as a new mom could.

Finally, the day came where Izuku had to return to the agency as a hero, although it didn't come without an entire stack of Polaroid photos of his young son. He slowly eased back into the job, making sure he was available in case Uraraka needed anything, but soon finding himself back in the field with Bakugou, who he tended to partner up with when he could since they knew each other so well that they could fight without needing to verbally communicate their next move. Today they were interrupting a traffic holdup, two villains had blocked the busy road while a third went from car to car, demanding valuables at knife point. It was a fairly simple mission and Izuku was making that more and more clear as he chattered on about Toshinori between hits.

“Kacchan, he’s getting so big already! He’s only a few months old and i swear he’s twice the size he was when we brought him home! Oh! He still wont go without that little plushie of you that you gave him, its his favorite toy and Uraraka swears he eats better when he’s holding it!” Izuku paused to tie up one of the villains and duck a swing from another, Bakugou rolling his eyes. It wasn't as though he didn't like Izuku or his son, but hearing updates and stories day in and day out did get a little exhausting.

“Toshikun has decided that his feet are really interesting this week! He just loves sucking on them, i was a little worried at first! But my mom says its normal and that i did it a lot as a baby, want to see a video of it?” Bakugou sent an explosion at the last standing enemy, narrowly missing as he dodged and started running in hopes of escape.

“God fucking dammit Deku! Stop talking about your baby when we’re in the middle of a fight! I swear, if this asshole gets away because of you…” He used his explosions to propel himself into the air, Izuku running after with a soft smile on his face. Once they handed this villain off to the authorities he would show Bakugou the video, along with anyone else he could convince to watch. Toshinori was so precious to him, his beautiful baby boy, of course he was going to show him off. And show off he did, the second they got back to the agency, pulling out his phone and playing the video.

Tiny Toshinori was very excited about getting his foot all the way into his mouth, making little gurgling noises and coos as he sucked eagerly on his toes. Izuku’s voice was in the background, giggling and talking to his son, who only seemed interested in his feet. Eventually, the day had ended and Izuku made his way home quickly, excited to see his baby after a long day of missing him.

“Uraraka? Is Toshi asleep?” He called quietly, not wanting to be too loud in case the baby was settled in for a nap.

“Living room, young Midoriya.” A voice called back, one Izuku had not been expecting but greatly welcomed. It was All-Might, body folded at an odd angle with Toshinori settled in his arms, Uraraka passed out on the nearby chair.

“I meant to come over sooner but my health… i wanted to make sure i was strong enough to hold the little one when i came. I didn't mean to show up so suddenly but she didn't seem to mind, I hope you don't either.” Izuku shook his head and smiled, sitting gingerly on the couch and peeking at his son, who was fast asleep in All-Might’s arms.

“He fell asleep so easily, i was shocked. From what you told me, he's a little fussy at times about going to sleep.” The baby had a strong grip on All-Might’s shirt and it was one of the most wholesome things Izuku had seen, nearly tearing up.

“I'm glad you came to see him, he’s so much bigger than the pictures and videos make it seem. You haven't been around him since he was born, Toshi likes you a lot.” He pulled out his phone and took a few photos of Toshinori and his namesake before switching to video mode. Neither of them said a word, just quietly watching as Toshinori yawned and turned a little in All-Might’s arms, looking peaceful as could be. After a while Izuku put the phone down and moved closer, lightly stroking the downy hair on Toshinori’s head.

“He’s amazing, young Midoriya. I'm proud that i helped you get to this point in your life.” Izuku pressed a kiss to his sons tiny hand, making sure to disturb him as little as possible.

“None of this would have ever happened without you. You helped me become a hero, gave me the strength to chase my dreams. Now, they’ve all come true, and I’m always going to owe you thanks for that. You will always be my hero, All-Might.” All-Might gently motioned for Izuku to take the baby, worried that his growing emotions would startle the child awake. Once his arms were free he wiped his eyes, smiling regardless.

“My boy, i will always get emotional hearing that.” Izuku just smiled, a few tears of his own glimmering in his eyes. Before either of them could get too mushy, though, Toshinori’s eyes blinked open and he made a noise, thankfully not that of the crying variety.

“Oh, look who’s up~ I missed you, baby boy, i missed you so much! Today, daddy took down a bunch of villians, bad guys who wanted to take things from people. Uncle Kacchan was there too, yeah, you know who he is!” Toshinori managed to sound out a soft ‘Kaaaaa’ at the mention of Bakugou, although it could have been due to the plush toy that he treasured so closely.

“Here, how about you go with All-Might for a little bit while i get dinner for him and mommy and me. If he starts crying give him this, or play with his toes, he loves his feet! Ochako will probably wake up when i start cooking, its the one thing that works every time.” He laughed softly and left All-Might with the baby and the Bakugou plush, humming as he went to the kitchen. All-Might adjusted so that he was in a better position and cradled Toshinori, letting him play with his fingers as he cooed and gurgled.

While the blonde may not have said anything, his mind was rushing with emotion. This baby, his godson, the son of his mentee and the child bearing his name, was perhaps the most innocent being he had ever seen. Warm and vulnerable, the child knew no evil, only love, and All-Might was going to do everything in his power to make sure it stayed that way.

#izuku midoriya #ochako uraraka #izuocha #all-might #toshinori yagi #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #boku no hero academia scenarios #mod deku #xpegasusuniverse

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