You're my hero [Jacques/Josee] by SadistGirl, literature
Literature
You're my hero [Jacques/Josee]
“We have to perfect our routine if we want to be the winners.”
“You always find flaws on everything. I thought it was good at the training.”
Josee frowned “Not good enough for gold.”
Jacques pursed his lips, it was a losing battle arguing with Josee. Their competition was to take place in two weeks and his partner, in these last days, hasn´t stopped adding more to their performance in the hopes it will improve it.
Training today had been rough and tiresome, without any breaks. As he walked side by side with her, Jacques felt his sore muscles ache at every step he took. Josee was also pushing herself to
Because of their wings, spooning was not a very comfortable position for who was the little spoon. The honey moon hug was the best for them.
"Daniel, are you awake?"
"No."
Daniel, a scarlet tanager, had his head resting on his partner's arm.
Elliot, the blue mockingbird, smiled at that.
"I want to have kids."
Daniel opened his eyes at that. His grey eyes met Elliot black ones. He could tell by his expression that he wasn't messing with him. Sliding off Elliot embrace, Daniel sat up, his hands resting on his thighs. He was wearing a white shirt and flannel pajama pants, while Elliot only wore blue briefs. His wings unfolded. Despite the low
Rago palm had been twitching all day. There was some tension he had to relieve himself off. Breaking the armrest of the throne made of stone during the process of getting up, the God's son exited his chamber, in the hopes of finding something or someone to unleash his anger on.
The reason for all this rage he attributed to the legendary bladers, who, sadly, he couldn´t get his hands on at the moment.
As he walked through the old corridors and rooms, finding no sign of life in them, his breathing became ragged and he found himself stopping between one of the intersection where an anciet statue of a warrior stood still. His hands, on eit
writing commission/ The Tiniest Town Under The Sea by SadistGirl, literature
Literature
writing commission/ The Tiniest Town Under The Sea
"Should we know?" the sister asked, the fear she had before seemed to have vanished.
Squilliam bit on his lip and closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath. They were kids, he couldn't get mad at them for not having any idea who he was. But it was still shocking.
"Are you ok, Mr. Giant?"
Squilliam carefully put the siblings back on the sand. He coughed and fixed his posture.
"Yes, I'm fine, boy. And it's Squilliam Fancyson, not Giant. Remember it so you can address me properly next time we speak."
The tiny guppy fish blinked in confusion, nevertheless nodded a "yes", followed later by his sister.
Squilliam turned his back on the childen and
"Can you feel something?"
Shun couldn't help but smile at what he was seeing. Hyoga, his lover, with his head leaned on his baby bump. It was night time and the two laid together on their bed.
"Not now. Just a moment ago I felt them kicking." the blonde lifted his head and rested his chin on Shun round belly.
They were at the sixth month.
When both found out about Shun pregnancy, neither could believe it. After going to the hospital and having many doctors analysing the "mother", it was official positive Shun was expecting a child. Hyoga child.
Nothing seemed to be true. From the many things they had seen during their war times, this was th
Loud music. Flashing lights. And lots and lots of boozes.
Yup, this is how arbiters spent their work break.
Coming down here was Clavis idea. He was also allowed a break from his work on the elevator to have some fun too.
Bartenders from other levels were also here. Ginti greeted them with a "hi" or just a gesture of his head before they went to get a drink and join their friends on the dance floor.
Ginti was sitting at one of the table in the corner all by himself with his drink in hand.
Clavis was dancing with the others, enjoying himself very much as Ginti could see from his place.
The elevator boy knew everybody in the building so h
You're my hero [Jacques/Josee] by SadistGirl, literature
Literature
You're my hero [Jacques/Josee]
“We have to perfect our routine if we want to be the winners.”
“You always find flaws on everything. I thought it was good at the training.”
Josee frowned “Not good enough for gold.”
Jacques pursed his lips, it was a losing battle arguing with Josee. Their competition was to take place in two weeks and his partner, in these last days, hasn´t stopped adding more to their performance in the hopes it will improve it.
Training today had been rough and tiresome, without any breaks. As he walked side by side with her, Jacques felt his sore muscles ache at every step he took. Josee was also pushing herself to
Because of their wings, spooning was not a very comfortable position for who was the little spoon. The honey moon hug was the best for them.
"Daniel, are you awake?"
"No."
Daniel, a scarlet tanager, had his head resting on his partner's arm.
Elliot, the blue mockingbird, smiled at that.
"I want to have kids."
Daniel opened his eyes at that. His grey eyes met Elliot black ones. He could tell by his expression that he wasn't messing with him. Sliding off Elliot embrace, Daniel sat up, his hands resting on his thighs. He was wearing a white shirt and flannel pajama pants, while Elliot only wore blue briefs. His wings unfolded. Despite the low
Rago palm had been twitching all day. There was some tension he had to relieve himself off. Breaking the armrest of the throne made of stone during the process of getting up, the God's son exited his chamber, in the hopes of finding something or someone to unleash his anger on.
The reason for all this rage he attributed to the legendary bladers, who, sadly, he couldn´t get his hands on at the moment.
As he walked through the old corridors and rooms, finding no sign of life in them, his breathing became ragged and he found himself stopping between one of the intersection where an anciet statue of a warrior stood still. His hands, on eit
writing commission/ The Tiniest Town Under The Sea by SadistGirl, literature
Literature
writing commission/ The Tiniest Town Under The Sea
"Should we know?" the sister asked, the fear she had before seemed to have vanished.
Squilliam bit on his lip and closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath. They were kids, he couldn't get mad at them for not having any idea who he was. But it was still shocking.
"Are you ok, Mr. Giant?"
Squilliam carefully put the siblings back on the sand. He coughed and fixed his posture.
"Yes, I'm fine, boy. And it's Squilliam Fancyson, not Giant. Remember it so you can address me properly next time we speak."
The tiny guppy fish blinked in confusion, nevertheless nodded a "yes", followed later by his sister.
Squilliam turned his back on the childen and
"Can you feel something?"
Shun couldn't help but smile at what he was seeing. Hyoga, his lover, with his head leaned on his baby bump. It was night time and the two laid together on their bed.
"Not now. Just a moment ago I felt them kicking." the blonde lifted his head and rested his chin on Shun round belly.
They were at the sixth month.
When both found out about Shun pregnancy, neither could believe it. After going to the hospital and having many doctors analysing the "mother", it was official positive Shun was expecting a child. Hyoga child.
Nothing seemed to be true. From the many things they had seen during their war times, this was th
Loud music. Flashing lights. And lots and lots of boozes.
Yup, this is how arbiters spent their work break.
Coming down here was Clavis idea. He was also allowed a break from his work on the elevator to have some fun too.
Bartenders from other levels were also here. Ginti greeted them with a "hi" or just a gesture of his head before they went to get a drink and join their friends on the dance floor.
Ginti was sitting at one of the table in the corner all by himself with his drink in hand.
Clavis was dancing with the others, enjoying himself very much as Ginti could see from his place.
The elevator boy knew everybody in the building so h