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“If I miss, you realize that this is really going to hurt.” I say to Vegeta, aiming the dart at the bulls-eye painted on his back. “Who even convinced you to do this?” I question, tilting my head. I was actually curious. Vegeta laughs drunkenly—who managed to get the full-blooded Saiyan wasted, I’ll never know but he was much more loose and calm when he was drunk. “Kakarot thought I wasn’t man enough to do somethin’ like this. I’ll show ‘im…” He mutters, his voice slurring badly. I was as sober as can be, literally not a drop of alcohol in my system. But who passes

Oh was it one hell of some nine months and Izaya didn’t know how much longer he could put up with a pregnant you. Sure you two were dating and why the hell he even wanted a child was even more beyond his thinking. It was weird though, he loves all humans and here’s one specific human and he ‘loved’ more so than the others and she’s having HIS kid. He dreaded the thought of such…but now… “Hey Izaya! Come on we have to think of a name for your son!” you bellowed at the man who was trying to tone you out right now.  Closing his eyes and laying his head in one hand. It was annoying&hellip

Was it one of those awkward moments of seeing your boyfriend doing this? Or was it just normal? Currently you were sitting outside at a café sipping away at some coffee. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you looked across the street. A rather familiar girl stood in a skirt and with hairclips in her hair. She had a flat chest though. “No…that can’t be” you mumbled to yourself as you watched the girl flirt away with some gang members and others. You saw the girl glance at you and wave rather happily as you got looks from the gang members as well. You sheepishly waved back while going back sipping your coff

"I love you too... Atsushi." Your incredibly tall husband rested his head on yours, while you picked up your child from his crib, trying to soothe the poor baby. Seeing that his child was obviously upset over something, the purple-haired man walked across the room to a cabinet. You saw him fish something out of a drawer before walking back towards you. "This should help (Child Name)-chin." He held out a (f/f) lollipop in his hand. You just gave him an 'are you serious' look before bouncing the distressed child in efforts for him to calm down. Still, he urged you to try giving your child the lollipop. "Atsushi, that will not help (him/her)