welp took me awhile…. been working on this one whenever I could cause it’s one of the age au comics that’s necessary for the “plot” to continue. One more comic closer to the Kuro and Mahiru confession. EHEHEHEHEEH I can’t wait too.
Tiny Lily and Sakuya’s friendship comes in handy later I promise. (it’s a part of what helps Kuro and Sakuya get along a little better. Cause trust me they don’t really from what we have seen so far.) Meeting the kiddos a second time he’s figured out how to calm down each one of them, plus they are now used to “Mamahiru’s” weird green friend. ^^ hahaha “Sakkun”….childhood friends like to tease each other. But to be fair Sakuya said “Mahi Mahi” first.
Stayed tuned for the next one~ ♪~ ᕕ(ᐛ)ᕗ Also some hints for certain characters we’ll see more of in future comics. wink wonk.
I WAS going to draw an entire comic based on the new movie, buuuut these seemed more fun ATM and they’d fit better into the theme anyway, so have some TOS AU ft. Trouble with Tribbles! :3 What’s funny about Star Trek is most episodes could honestly fit into the Voltron universe? The whole Space Travel to bring peace to many worlds is very compatible uwu But I also wanted to play with who would get what color (since I’ve seen others doing the same) so Star Fleet uniforms for everyone! And Galra!Keith makes an appearance again X’’D (Yes Allura’s the Captain!)
As for the crossover portion…
Have two half-aliens (theoretically, in Keith’s case) who cannot understand jokes for the life of them ;w; Also, Gravity Falls reference ahahaha is it crossovery enough yet??
i havent done this in a while and i could use some positivity so heres the exact opposite of a shit list (in no order or like,,, most recent to least recent follow bc im just getting these from my following list so i dont forget anyone lol)
@nikiiforovs i only followed and started talking to her recently but shes super nice and really talented at making graphics??? google how do i be like liz enter
@mysanitynotfound is The Kindest!!! what a darling!!!!! she let me rant about one of my favorite characters in a show she doesnt even watch like when will ur fav ever??
Summary: you’re late to your coffee date with them bc you took too long trying to figure out what gift to buy them~ 🌸
N: um?? That’s your excuse??? Lol he’ll probably scold you for even going out of your way and buying him a gift when there was no reason to. But low (high) key is touched by your sweetness and ends up paying for whatever you order. He’ll buy you hella drinks and cakes and cute little snacks they have at the cafe, just to make it up to you. He’d tell you that next time, he’d surprise you with something even better.
Leo: lol let me know if you see Taekwoon bc I can’t. This fool will hide behind anything and anyone bc he’s blushing so much. You literally did not have to buy him anything, he was excited and nervous enough just to see your pretty face. So now he’s gotta deal with your cute butt asking him to open it. Awww you’re the best and you just gave him a reason to love you even more.
Ken: he’s like a kid on Christmas morning. Doesn’t care who’s watching, he’ll pick you up and spin you around all while raving about how you’re the most thoughtful human being ever. Opens it up right away and his face will light up and he’d smile so big, probably kissing you all over your face. Buys you cute deserts to share with him, and makes sure to thank you 100 times.
Ravi: bc he was getting kinda agitated that you were late, he might plan on leaving if you didn’t show up soon enough. But when he sees you smiling shyly and handing him whatever you bought, he’s all soft and in pain bc you’re so cute. He tells you several times that you didn’t have to get him anything, and that he feels bad for not buying you something either. So he makes it up to you by taking you out and buys literally anything you lay your eyes on.
Hongbin: look, bean is already shy and nervous…and now he’s embarrassed bc you just spent your money on something for him and he’s standing there, empty handed. You would definitely need to reassure him that it’s ok before he runs out of the cafe to buy you a dog or some spring onions or something. He’d still be pretty shy throughout the date and will not forget about the gift until he’s returned it with something.
Hyuk: all he’d be doing is laughing bc he was gonna pretend to be mad at you for being late. But now he can’t even pretend to be upset, and just kinda hugs you and kisses your cheek awkwardly (he was aiming at your lips but thought it’d be too soon). So he’s hella excited while opening it and no matter what it is, he’s so happy bc it’s from you. Get ready for a other set of awkward hugs and kisses.
My interpretation of the Black Sails series finale
Why do I feel like Flint being reunited with Thomas is his version of the afterlife? I mean looking at the same (or simular) grey-ish cinematography, just like the death dreams Flint had about Miranda. On the other hand the flashbacks had the same cinematography as well. And Flint’s reunion with Thomas not being true would mean that Silver lied to Madi and even though I guess that is the only thing he considered worth lying about, because he was concerned for her life, it still feels purposely vague. If it is true, then I am happy for Thomas, but not Flint. I will stand by that sentiment. I guess the ambiguity of it all is fitting and in true TI fashion? It just saddens me that Madi never got to see the other side of Flint, the monster, because if she did, she wouldn’t be so defensive about him. There is SO MUCH Madi hasn’t witnessed. Will she ever know? Will she ever truly know? The lives he ruined? The countless of people he betrayed because of his extreme selfishness? All the lying, the deceit, the secretiveness etc. Forcing men to do his bidding by inciting fear through terror. The monster he created in Billy because of it? Will she ever know that Flint just wanted to watch the world burn? And how tragic an end for Billy to be the one end up marooned, knowing it is Flint’s actions that led him to that point.
That fight scene was really hard to get through, like it legit took me over ten pauses or something, because ugh, I was really hurting for both sides. I think it’s so hard for Madi to hear what Silver has done, on the one hand, ofcourse, because the man you trusted the most, love the most, the one you believe to be completely on your side, the only one you can be truely vulnerable with, was the one who took away the one thing you wanted the most, fought for the most. But most importantely, he planned it, which means he knowingly didn’t let her in on it. They usually tell each other everything, they’re a duo, a team, so for him to leave her completely out on such a huge decision must’ve come completely out of left field. Don’t forget, Madi is a proud woman, she is used to being in control, managing and deciding the situation. On the other hand I also think it’s hard for her to hear, because if she’s to admit to herself that what Silver told her about Flint is true, that would mean she’d had to admit to herself she too made the mistake of putting her trust in Flint. And that must be something incredibally difficult to make peace with. Madi is a fighter by nature, she has a very restless spirit knowing the practice of slavery is still thriving, and the brutalizations inflicted on it’s victims are still happening. I think, next to Silver’s “betrayal”, Madi was crying because of so many other things (her cause “failing”, humiliation and her pride being wounded, being outvoted by her own people about the treaty, the loneliness of being the only one who wants more for her people and the world, feeling like no one is in your corner, feeling like you’re not being taken seriously, not being used to be undermind in this way or at all etc.), but ultimatily underneed it al I think she was crying because of this very deep seaded frustration of knowing that, because of the colour of your skin, you can’t EVER go wherever you wanna go because the world only views you as a slave and nothing more. They don’t care that you’re so much more than that, they only care about how hard you can work to make them money. Just like Silver always wanted to find someone to see and love him for he is, Madi wants the world to see and accept her for who she is. To let her truely live free in it. This is what she always wanted for herself and her people. To not have that, is like living in a mental prison. And for someone who is that brave and is so curious about the world and has such an adventurous spirit, that must be terrifying.“She wasn’t made to be hidden away from the world”. It’s like, because she was born free, she’s thinking; I have this privilege, this luxury of being fearless, because I didn’t face oppression. Therefore I’m strong enough to take on the weight of the goddamn world, to take on the weight of all the ghosts of the people who died in chains and to take on the weight of the ones who are living in chains now. But the problem is, she is only one person, and that’s a colossal burden for one person to bare.
But Silver has been living in that world, therefore has seen more of it, is literally shaped by it (which made it easier for him to be on Julius level of understanding) so he knows the scope of the enemy she wants to defeat is so much bigger and larger then she can comprehend. He’s like: Madi I love you, with all my heart, I really do, but I’m not gonna let you continue to carry this unhumanly immense burden, I’m gonna save you from yourself and if you’ll hate me for it so fucking be it. Silver has never been apolitical imo, because if you would ask him what he wanted to see different in the world, I have no doubt he’ll have an entire list of answers. He’s a pacifist at heart, doesn’t always act like one, reluctantly, but he is. He is down to fight for the right cause, just not in the destructive way Flint intended and Madi wanted to follow. And he’s happy for it, because it means he didn’t turn into Flint. Sidenote: Look at Silver’s eyes throughout all his emotional scenes, only his eyes, the sincerity and emotion he evokes with just his eyes when he speaks, Lord, they’re so communicative.
I remember Luke Arnold saying in an interview that Silver became a man trying to do right by Madi’s mother and her people, because of his love for her. So him caring about Madi meant him caring about her people and her cause by default (freeing slaves, not the violence or war that required it). The Similarities between him and Julius are also undeniable. How many times have we heard Silver questioning this war, not just because of Madi, but also because the casualties it would undoubtedly take. When they finally defeated Eleanor in taking over Nassau, Silver pretty quickly told Flint that he didn’t expect it all to happen so violently and chaotic. Even Dooley was shook.“ But Flint continued with his, it’s al normal and part of it in the beginning. Silver “admired” his optimism. This was BEFORE his one on one with Billy. And in episode 9 when Silver long put his exit strategy in place, he questioned Flint again on his war; What next? After all the chaos and distruction? Did you actually think this shit through? And again with all the downplaying and romantizing the outcome.
In a way Flint, a mad man with no intentions of fighting for the same cause (but probably even convinced himself that he was), was Madi’s only hope to realize her dream to fight all this injustice and oppression and to actually prevail in it, and that is just so very tragic. It makes me so angry that Flint gave her all this false hope that they could win. I hope she finds an other way, a better way to fight for this cause, her cause.
Okay, now that scene with the scared cook was such a good callback, because it makes you pause and reflect again on how far this Silver is from the man who he used to be in the first episode of season 1. That was just downright CHILLING, from the menacing “Are you a fucking coward?” to the terrified man telling him that he was just the cook, which made Silver stop in his tracks for a second (and probably realize how ironic it is that he of all people called him a coward). And when he screamed “IS SHE STILL ALIVE??!!!”. All of that was some straight up LJS. Man I am still astounded by the profound change this man has went through throughout this entire story. And I just knew that in whatever state he was gonna find Madi in he was gonna be absolutely gutted and heartbroken. I was completely with him through all his emotions, from the absolute fear of being too late and the devistating grief and disbelief of her possibly not being alive after all, to the snapping out of it when she turns her head towards him. God I just love how Silver always breaks down and changes from LJS the pirate to just John Silver, the person, the man, when he sees her, it’s downright magical. She’s just so incredibally precious and invaluable to him. When he held her head and pressed is head to her head, in that moment they both didn’t need to be strong anymore and Silver sat there like he was already home and never wanted to leave.
In their last scene Madi looked like she was finally ready for that first conversation since their fight, like she was ready to dip her toes in the Silver pool again and talk to him, not fight. And I admire her for it, because it shows that despite what he did, she was able to acknowledge why he did it. It speaks of true character on her part. I hope that she realizes and will come to appreciate that her alliance did have a big impact and that she did make a difference by creating the opportunity for the slave communities in Nassau to escape and aiding a big part of them to making it to Maroon Island. But also causing the mobilization of the Maroon leaders from other island communities who were inspired by what her alliance achieved and might pick up where she left off. The defeat of Rogers which allowed for Featherstone and Max to take over, two people I’d much rather deal with regarding resources from Nassau then Rogers. And yes, the treaty that guaranteed safety for the largly growing community on her island, that too. The abolition of slavery took milions of tiny and big steps throughout history, because it was that difficult to defeat. Even if the alliance could’ve achieved such an impossible feat, then it would still take a really long time for things to get better for Black people. But I get it, you don’t know until you see it with your own eyes and Madi is a really curious woman. In the end Madi has started to found her way back to Silver and that is all that matters to me. Silver, I swear to God, his stubborn faith in the power of his love for Madi and his unwavering dedication to her, uggh. I understand Madi’s anger completely, but I still love that Silver did what he did. That deep, passionate, emotional and intense connection that these two have, I’ve never seen anything like it portrayed this way on television. Realistic, organic and true, despite being such opposites on the inside and out, not giving a shit what the world thought of them daring to see each other for who they truly are. I swear, Romeo and Juliet could never! I’m really gonna miss them.
So yeah, I ugly cried a lot this episode because Madi and Silver are such painfully HEARTBREAKING characters, in who they are, what they went through and everything they stand for. All in all, this episode left me semi-satisfied / semi-conflicted, because there are still some emotional bruises for our couple and not everyone got their due imo.
I loved the way they ended the episode, because it didn’t feel like an ending. Just because this was the last episode of this show, just because Madi and Silver settled down or Flint is “gone”, it doesn’t mean the story is over. And the intro to Mary Read, I kinda screamed, because at first it was clear you heard a woman’s voice, cut to her face, then I thought: Jim Hawkins? Because she so specifically asked about LJS. Then I immediately thought, naaah, waaay too soon into the story. So the only thing I was left with was that actually made sense was Mary Read, because not only did she sound like a woman, but her boyish looks gave her away as well (Hence I thought she was Jim for a sec.). And when she introduced herself as “Mark” Read I was like OMG I knew it! The show introduced her character anywaaay (because the creators said they wanted to earlier in the show or at least thought about it, but eventually thought better of it in the end). And the way Anne immediately disregards her, boooy if she only knew, the two of you are in for a treat lol.
I submitted that story time! and Yes, I gladly do have an update on what happened, I read all of the advice and took my time and did a lot of thinking and I’m trying my best to stay calm and avoid writing in all caps!!!!
OK, So after I sent that submission, I decided to take your advice, kmusicandblackwomen! I also asked my friend and she LOVED the idea! So I wrote him a long letter, I didn’t expect to make it that long, but I threw in some jokes, to not make it weird. And the letter was basically me confessing how much I like him and that I’ve had a crush on him for over a year and that he gives me butterflies. I also told him how, as weird as it sounds he made me happy! and that every time I saw him walk in that door, he made my day better! And I was like, Man, I hope you’re single, if not pretend you never read this letter!
Even though we talk on the phone some times (mostly text), I couldn’t find the courage to tell him on the phone or to his face, that gave me anxiety thinking about it and I didn’t want to play the “make him wait/play hard to get” game! I was scared some other girl would sweep him off his feet, so I have courage enough to finally take it to the next level and confess, even though I think it’s quite obvious to him I like him. And from all the staring and flirting he gives me, I think it’s quite obvious he likes me too….at least I HOPE!
I’m thinking about Zayn’s injured hand. The way things are, if Zayn punches somebody in the face, i would almost feel sorry for the person, lol. Except for Simon, Mcgee, Griffiths (the list is long, unfortunately). But my opinion is, when everything is too much to handle it, he goes and punch a wall (or whatever) to send a message.
Like that time in Las Vegas, 2012:
And we all know what happened behind the scenes.
Or that time with Perrie, after another “cheating scandal” took the papers in early 2013:
Before and after, a few days apart. :((
And now with Zigi:
I bet it’s suffocating, but like the other times, he’s going to
persevere. But the message is sent. He’s done.
So far all of the requests I sent in here were answered soooo gooood 😍 (note I AM THE TW WAY TOO EXCITED ANON WATCH ME I HAVE CALMED DOWN LOL) you're sooo amazing😍🌸 Could I ask a continuation of an older Story? About the angst where Ukitake broke uo, s/o-chan died and doesn't remember? (Guess who my fave is 😂😂😂) what if she went on to became a shinigami and while being at the academi he and she run into each other? Pretty please? 🌸🌸🌸🍙🍙🍙❤❤❤
Thank you darling anon for your excitement and I’m so sorry
this took me so long to get done. Your patience is appreciated as are your kind
words about my writing. I hope you enjoy this!
Hurrying along the corridor, you let loose a whispered curse
when several of the parchments you’re carrying slip from your grasp to the floor.
Of all the days to be clumsy! Hands flying about you don’t notice another
presence until a rolled scroll comes into your vision. Blinking, you take hold
of it as you look up into a pair of beautiful green eyes.
The male before you is unmistakable and your own eyes widen
as you hastily scramble to your feet, bowing low as you say hurriedly, “Good
morning Ukitake-taichou, my apologies for the mess!”
Jushiro needs a moment to compose himself. When he’d come
upon you with your head down, hair tied and clad in the traditional garments of
a shinigami, he’d not realized it was you;
his precious flower. Saying his name, even so formally, makes his heart rate
skyrocket. Hope bubbles up then dissipates as you stand upright once more; the
recognition in your eyes is for that of your superior, not a former lover.
Ukitake scoffs at himself. What he’d done to you stripped him of that title.
He sees you fidget, clearly needing to get somewhere but you’re
too proper to just walk away. Bowing slightly, he returns, “Good morning
______-san, and please do not apologize.” Stooping down once more, he gathers
more parchment saying as he stands, “Perhaps I can give you a hand?”
Your eyes widen more, shock on your face. “Oh…oh please do
not trouble yourself, Ukitake-taichou, one so esteemed as you should not be
made to assist someone such as myself.”
“And who exactly would be making me?” he can’t help asking,
a slight teasing lilt to his voice.
“Oh! Um, no one, but…since you’re a captain…” you trail off,
clearly unsure how to explain your line of thinking.
“Perhaps other captains feel as such, but I for one, do not.
So,” he smiles encouragingly, “would you permit me the honor of assisting you?”
Stumped for words, you nod dumbly, kneeling to pick up the
rest of the scattered literature.
“And to where were you headed in such a hurry?” he asks,
working to keep his breathing normal. He never thought he’d see you again, much
less get the opportunity to talk to you.
“Classroom 43,” you say quickly and he nods; he remembers
the way perfectly. You fall in step behind him slightly and stay silent.
Ukitake wishes he could get you to speak more and walks exceptionally slow,
savoring each precious moment of being in your proximity that he can. From the
corner of his eye he can see your tense expression; he must be making you late
but cannot bring himself to hurry.
“Do not worry, ______-san, all is well,” he comments over
You blink, eyes flicking to his face then back to the
When you reach your destination, the instructor is ready to
lay into you but Ukitake stops him. “It was my fault, ______-san is so late, please
excuse her.” Grumbling, the instructor points to a table, where you and the
white-haired captain place your burdens down.
“Well, then, good day, _____-san, I hope to see you around
again some time,” Jushiro comments stepping into the hall but he stalls his
steps at a slight sound from you.
Turning he looks in your eyes and you play with your fingers
nervously. “Did you say something, ____-san?”
“Um…that is…I…” you swallow once and then look up at him
through your lashes. “How…how did you know my name, Ukitake-taichou? I…I do not
believe we’ve met prior to today.” Jushiro freezes, how could he make such a
stupid mistake? When you see he’s flustered you go on quickly, “Ah! Never mind!
It’s not important! Please forgive my rudeness!” You bow low and hustle back to
“You have to stop this, you know,” Shunsui says weeks later.
Jushiro has made extra effort to avoid going to the academy, or anywhere for
that matter. “This self-imposed imprisonment and punishment has gone on quite
long enough. Do you think _____-chan would want you like this?”
Jushiro can’t look at him, electing to remain in his prone
position facing the wall. He hears his friend sigh, the shuffle of sandals and
the opening of his door. Just before he leaves Shunsui adds, “Maybe you made a
mistake, maybe not, but you’ve been given a second chance. Don’t be a fool.”
Jushiro closes his eyes as the door shuts. He wants to, he
wants to so badly but he knows he can’t; how can he? How can he think for one
minute he even deserves a second chance? Sighing, he tries to sleep but images
of you keep him tossing and turning throughout the night.
“I don’t know what it is, but somehow I feel…I feel like I
know him.” The sound of your voice startles Jushiro, his forward steps halted.
Backing away from the corner he was about to go around he can hear you talking
“Oh? How do you mean?” the other person asks. “I mean, it’s
hard not to know who Ukitake-taichou is.”
Jushiro sucks in a quiet breath; so, you’re talking about
“I know that, but it’s…I mean, it’s like I know him, but…I can’t think how.”
Ever since your encounter with Ukitake-taichou, a man until
a little over a month ago you’d only read about in history lessons, he’s been
an ever-present visage in your mind, both sleeping and awake. Granted, he is exceptionally
handsome but there are numerous attractive men within the Gotei 13; why is it
that the captain of the 13th captivates your attention so
“Maybe it’s just
infatuation,” you friend offers, “He is rather handsome you know.”
“I guess,” you sigh and Jushiro can picture the exact face
you’re making, every detail clear in his mind. You next words just about stop
his heart, “Maybe we knew each other in another life.”
Jushiro remains stock still listening to the retreat of your
footfalls, your idle chatter with your friend growing fainter with each step
and his heart burns. It burns with a raging inferno of desire, longing,
passion, and need of you.
A week later he can’t take it anymore, decorum and propriety
He’d wanted to invite you to his home but that would have
been far too inappropriate so the only option was to request your presence
under false pretenses to his office. Fingers drumming nervously on the desk, he
awaits your arrival. Prompt as always, a tentative knock on his door makes his
lips quirk up; you’ve arrived.
“Enter,” he calls and you do so, bowing in the door way. “Please,
come in, ____-san,” he says, adding as you step through, “shut the door.”
You gulp, turning quickly and shutting the door as bidden, a
bit firmer than necessary because of your nerves but if Ukitake-taichou notices
he doesn’t say anything.
“Thank you for meeting with me,” he says kindly indicating
the chair in front of his desk. You walk forward, taking a seat and looking at
Your palms are sweating, heart pumping fast; for the past
few weeks you’ve had trouble focusing on your studies, your thoughts so consumed
with the man before you. Really, you should have made some excuse not to come
but how could you, an academy student, refuse a taichou of the Gotei 13?
“I’m sure you’re wondering why you’re here,” he comments and
you nod. Standing up, Jushiro makes his way to you, his pulse thundering, throat
drying with every step he takes. How can he explain? What can he possibly say
that won’t cause you either pain or confusion or both? Looking at you now, he
doubts whether he should go on, but once your eyes lock he can’t back down.
It’s as though you’re transfixed by his stare, nerves tingling
with anticipation; what is going on? A flash, so quick you don’t understand it,
goes before your mind’s eye making you blink rapidly. A memory of…holding hands
and…and a gentle touch against your face. But no, now the touch is real, as
Ukitake-taichou kneels before you, his hand on your cheek! The scent of his cologne
brings another flash, another memory of…lips, petal soft but insistent upon
Gasping, you grab your head as a searing pain like bolts of
lightning shoots through you making you tumble forward. Startled, Jushiro catches
you in his arms, cradling you to his chest as you whimper and moan. He feels
tears prick the edges of his eyes, unsure what it is that is causing you
Memory after memory floods in; you and…Jushiro!
Clutching his robes, you take a deep shuddering breath then
sob, flinging your arms around his neck, crying into his shoulder, staining his
clothes with your tears.
“Oh Jushiro!” you cry and the sound of his name, his first
name, from your lips makes his knees go weak. Staggering to the ground, he sits
cross-legged and draws you into his lap, running a soothing hand up and down
your back as the two of you cry together.
Finally, when the onslaught of pain dies away, you lift your
head, eyes red rimmed and face blotchy. Meeting his eyes again, your hand
delicately touches his face, and he leans into your touch.
“I’m sorry, flower, I’m so, so sorry,” he repeats and this
time it is he who buries his face into the crook of your neck.
“Jushiro,” you whisper, and your voice is full of love and…forgiveness.
“It wasn’t your fault, I don’t blame you,” you say pulling his face up to
Looking at your lips he licks his own and leans forward. “May
I?” he asks, voice raspy with emotion.
“You never have to ask,” you reply and he closes the
distance, kissing you softly. He pulls away briefly to gather breath but surges
forward once more, caressing your lips open and ravishing your mouth pouring
all his longing, all his passion for you. Leaning back, he pants, “Marry me,
you can go to the academy still or not just…please…be mine…be my wife.”
Smiling softly, you nod, tugging him back to you. It’s a
long while before either of you move from your place upon the floor, completely
wrapped up in one another and reaffirming a love too strong for even death to
Hello lllllladies. Look at that blue-haired black eyed god over there, now back to me, now back at that guy now back to me. Unfortunately, he's not a famous celebrity rrrrrockstar like myself, but if he stopped playing that sodding banjo he could be one, but not as famous as me. Look down 'ere, back up. You're in my loveshack on wheels, with the bassist of the most famous band in the world. What's in your hand. I know, it's my Black Sabbath record, give the fucking thing back. Look again, you're kissing me while feeling my Egyptian silk sheets. Anything is possible if you get to be with Murdoc Niccals of Gorillaz. Sod off 2D.
Hey there! Love the shit out of your blog!!! Plus the way you write SIN! *fans self* Anywho! Could I ask for a headcannon/scenario of McCree, Reinhardt, and Gabriel/Reaper reacting to S/O's tearful, broken confession that they're infertile? Like upset they can't have kids with the person they love? (I am and I get insecure because I've been rejected over it)
I actually wrote a mad max thing like this once lol this is right up my alley pal(ley)
I left out gabe because this took me way too long as it was and i was getting super stuck with him :I
You were sitting in the kitchen, hands shaky as you put your phone down on the table in front of you. Your day already hadn’t been going great, what with all the anxiety you were feeling over the call you had been expecting, but then when it actually came…well, you were a little bit hopeful for a moment. You thought that there was a good chance that things could be the way you wanted. It seemed like such a normal thing, being fertile, so…there was a strong likelihood that you were, right?
“Darlin’, where are you?” You heard Jesse call as the front door swung open.
“K-kitchen,” you replied, trying to make your voice sound a little calmer than it was.
His spurs clinked as he walked into the room. “y/n? What’s wrong, sweetheart?”
“I…the…clinic called,” you began, trying to hold it together. “Th-they said…I…can’t.”
He sat across from you, brows furrowed. “Can’t what?”
“Can’t…get pregnant,” you said finally, tears filling up your eyes as you looked at him.
His expression fell, and you felt your heart drop.
“Darlin’…” he started slowly, clearly a bit disappointed.
The two of you had been trying for a year, and finally, you had gone in to see if anything was wrong. You knew how much you both wanted a child, but now…
When Mccree saw you sitting there, tears streaming down his face, the disappointment left his voice. “Darlin’. I don’t care if ya can’t.”
“Wh-what?” you asked, looking up at him.
He stood and rushed over to hug you. “I said I don’t care. I got you, don’t I? And that’s enough for me.”
It was time to break the news.
It wasn’t the good kind; it wasn’t the kind you had hoped to one day be breaking to him. It wasn’t happy, and as you walked up to your front door and pulled your keys out with trembling hands, you thought about turning right back around. But no, you had to do this.
You had gone in for just a routine check, nothing more, nothing less. You know, one of those regular things you had to do at the doctor. You had never given much thought to check ups like that, because they were just so normal, and they never found anything anyways, and you had gotten to the point of wondering why people even needed to go in for check ups in the first place if nothing ever happened. But now, after such a routine check ending up so devastating, well…you guess you understood why you were supposed to go in every year. If they hadn’t caught it when they did, your outlook would have been much more grim, but they were pretty bad as it was.
“W-Wilhelm?” you called as you opened the door to the house you shared.
You were immediately greeted by his booming voice. “Ahh, where have you been?”
You only had time to take a few steps toward his voice when he was rounding the corner to sweep you up into his usual bear hug. As he held you, you wanted nothing more than to pretend that everything was okay, and you thought for a second that maybe, if you didn’t mention anything, everything would just go away. But you knew that was impossible, and it was now or never.
“I…I was at the doctor,” you said quickly, pulling away to speak. “Th-they found something.”
He suddenly fell still and looked down at you, his face paling. “Mein liebling…what? What did they find?”
“They said it’s okay,” you felt tears welling up. “I-I mean, it’s not okay, but…I’ll be okay, is what they said. They found it early. But…I…can’t….”
“Can’t what?” he asked as you trailed off.
“I can’t get pregnant!” you finally broke down and slumped against him.
You felt him pull you back into a tight hug. “Mein schatz…sweetheart. I don’t care about that.”
“But I do!” you sobbed.
He shushed you and you felt one of his massive hands rest on the back of your head. “What matters is that you are safe, and we are together.”
You looked up at him and felt your tears drying up. “But I can’t–”
“So? And old man like me, a father? Ha!” he boomed. “All I want is for us to be together, to fall asleep next to you every night, and to know that you are safe, y/n.”