because i never know what to do with the ball lol

  • Goku: We’re poor so my wife is making me till the feild...lame
  • Mr. Satan: I'm rich, i don't need this money. Vegeta won't take it because he's richer than me, you take it Goku.
  • Goku: No, i don't know what to do with that much money
  • Goten: If you take it it'll make mom happy and she might go let you train.
  • Goku: lol K *takes money*
  • Goku: *Takes money to wife* *looks at son* Lol bye, see you when I see you. *Fucking leaves for other world*
  • Vegeta: Check out the next episode! Where I the ex murder Sayian Prince take my family on an island vacation! I love my family and would never leave them for an unexplained amount of time.
Retracing Footsteps

Inspired by the prompt “i got you for secret santa so i got you this really expensive but sentimental gift that you’ve always wanted, hoping you’ll never find out it’s from me - and that i’ve been in love with you 1234567 years” because it was the first one of the list that jumped out at me.

Took me forever but I finally finished it yay!

“All right guys, gather ‘round.”

The occupants in the Cortex of S.T.A.R. Labs stopped what they were doing to turn and look at Cisco and Iris as they came out of one of the attached laboratory rooms, the engineer shaking a large beaker filled with crumpled balls of paper as he walked.

“So I know things have been tense with Zoom around, to say the least,” Iris started once she had everyone’s attention, “But Christmas is coming up, and anyone who knows me knows it’s like my favourite holiday.”

There was a light snort from the speedster, and Joe let out a laugh that was quickly muffled by a hand. Barry crossed his arms as he regarded his best friend, leaning against the central computer desk. “That’s the understatement of the year.”

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A trembling lip. Eyes filled with tears; Daddy what are you doing?

Michael’s arm lowers into the cot, a steady hand holding the cotton swab to get a bit of drool from the baby’s face as his cries soften in confusion as to what his father is doing. Michael doesn’t expect a tiny hand to grasp his pinkie finger as he tries to do so, but he allows the small moment of comfort he feels within him to occur.

Just one last time.

The chubby fingers shared by both boys cling onto each other for a few seconds, as the fluffy ball collects the drool stored inside the baby’s chubby cheeks.

‘I’m doing this because I love you.’

Michael has never felt so broken, so divided in his thoughts and actions.

This bouncing baby boy was so appreciated, so loved, so anticipated. The other boys had obsessed over the idea of your baby coming into the world, your small bump signalling the first of many 5sos babies, and having told them straight away, not thinking about what could go wrong. It rarely happened, Michael had thought, so everyone should have known of the joyous news immediately. He had wondered why Ashton had never been quite as involved in comparison to Uncle Calum and Uncle Luke’s;

Operation Baby Cliffo is a go! Best Uncles ever!!’

He looks down at the little treasure and sighs. Hazel eyes blink back and for a moment he can almost see the green sparkle through, but not quite enough. It’s too late, and y/n will never trust him again anyway. His son does not have his plump lips, or a sign of any blonde hair just yet, but instead sports dimples when he’s squirmy after a bad feed and he’s sure the wispy hair on his teeny head will sprout curls at any moment.

‘I want you to be mine so badly, I never thought this would-’

He is interrupted by a knock on the nursery door and fully expecting to see you, he doesn’t even turn, mostly in order to hide the tears that swim in his eyes at the thought of not being the daddy to love this precious baby bean. His precious baby bean. 

‘You have no idea how much I wish he was mine too’

Michael looks up, turning as he swallows back the tears which grip his throat, leaving a unpleasant taste in his mouth.

Suddenly, everything makes sense.

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