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Rufus/Dark;
1.) The girls giggle and twitter while Dark grins at them, suave and charming; they blush and murmur amongst themselves, trading knowing smiles. Rufus reclines comfortably in lounge chair a stride or two away, sipping his special brand of coffee. There is no threat in their polite conversation, not with the evidence of his claim to the other man so blatantly displayed. The simple words ‘it’s my turn,’ had failed to result in such an obtuse extreme before, to his knowledge, no matter how poorly spelled they had been. An unlooked for but fine result nonetheless; and Rufus knew for certain he would not to be the one chasing after brats.
A.) Despite who carried them, the twins end up calling Rufus ‘mother‘. Dark is, and always will be, a bad influence on his spawn.
Zechs/Kasumi; Zechs/Tyki;
2.) “Oh!” Kasumi exclaimed in wonder, grabbing for the closest hand. Her fingers tangled with Zechs-kun’s as she brought it flat against her swollen stomach. Her smile, infections in its joy, only brightened at his bewildered expression. “Do you feel?”
“Yes,” the man murmured, staring at their joined hands in some mixture of emotion she could not understand. Loss and fondness entwined; her smile did not dim, but her concern for him grew.
“Zechs-kun has very lively children,” Kasumi said knowingly. From behind him, Tyki chuckled, and the moment settled into a distilled sense of contentment and shared joy. When the thin lines of tension on his forehead relaxed into a fond smile, it was made all the more perfect.
B.) Kasumi still lives with her family, though she and their son visit with his father very often. The boy is, worryingly enough, starting to emulate Tyki’s grin…
Issei/Kanako; Kanako/girls; Issei/boys;
3.) “A-are you sure you don’t need anything?” Issei asked her, hovering. Her nose was bleeding again, as a scantily clad woman stalked by; he wiped it away with a handkercheif, careful not to touch her.
“No, I’m fine…” Her eyes were dazed, though. He could understand her thoughts, had had them himself (if for a different gender), and hoped the baby wasn’t troubling her. It was his fault she was like this. Issei would take care of her until the end.
C) It’s a girl who likes girls. Issei is not sure what to make of this, but dotes on her anyway. At the least, she isn’t scared of him…
Karen/Nabiki; Minako/Karen; Nabiki/Karen/Minako?;
4.) “Is there anything else, Nabiki-san?” Karen asked. She wasn’t hovering; Nabiki was the one reclining like a queen.: a heavily pregnant queen used to getting what she wanted.
“I have a craving for grapes, actually.” She was beginning to get tired of that smirk. “Thanks so much.” And the wink. The wink was… distracting.
I have a girlfriend, I have a girlfriend…but what if I had another one, too? W-we did, it, once, and…
Way too distracting.
D.) For a daughter with three moms, the child was surprisingly good at wrapping men around her finger. Karen’s gotten rather good at lecturing children (and the other two need to stop encouraging her, in their own ways).
1.) The girls giggle and twitter while Dark grins at them, suave and charming; they blush and murmur amongst themselves, trading knowing smiles. Rufus reclines comfortably in lounge chair a stride or two away, sipping his special brand of coffee. There is no threat in their polite conversation, not with the evidence of his claim to the other man so blatantly displayed. The simple words ‘it’s my turn,’ had failed to result in such an obtuse extreme before, to his knowledge, no matter how poorly spelled they had been. An unlooked for but fine result nonetheless; and Rufus knew for certain he would not to be the one chasing after brats.
A.) Despite who carried them, the twins end up calling Rufus ‘mother‘. Dark is, and always will be, a bad influence on his spawn.
Zechs/Kasumi; Zechs/Tyki;
2.) “Oh!” Kasumi exclaimed in wonder, grabbing for the closest hand. Her fingers tangled with Zechs-kun’s as she brought it flat against her swollen stomach. Her smile, infections in its joy, only brightened at his bewildered expression. “Do you feel?”
“Yes,” the man murmured, staring at their joined hands in some mixture of emotion she could not understand. Loss and fondness entwined; her smile did not dim, but her concern for him grew.
“Zechs-kun has very lively children,” Kasumi said knowingly. From behind him, Tyki chuckled, and the moment settled into a distilled sense of contentment and shared joy. When the thin lines of tension on his forehead relaxed into a fond smile, it was made all the more perfect.
B.) Kasumi still lives with her family, though she and their son visit with his father very often. The boy is, worryingly enough, starting to emulate Tyki’s grin…
Issei/Kanako; Kanako/girls; Issei/boys;
3.) “A-are you sure you don’t need anything?” Issei asked her, hovering. Her nose was bleeding again, as a scantily clad woman stalked by; he wiped it away with a handkercheif, careful not to touch her.
“No, I’m fine…” Her eyes were dazed, though. He could understand her thoughts, had had them himself (if for a different gender), and hoped the baby wasn’t troubling her. It was his fault she was like this. Issei would take care of her until the end.
C) It’s a girl who likes girls. Issei is not sure what to make of this, but dotes on her anyway. At the least, she isn’t scared of him…
Karen/Nabiki; Minako/Karen; Nabiki/Karen/Minako?;
4.) “Is there anything else, Nabiki-san?” Karen asked. She wasn’t hovering; Nabiki was the one reclining like a queen.: a heavily pregnant queen used to getting what she wanted.
“I have a craving for grapes, actually.” She was beginning to get tired of that smirk. “Thanks so much.” And the wink. The wink was… distracting.
I have a girlfriend, I have a girlfriend…but what if I had another one, too? W-we did, it, once, and…
Way too distracting.
D.) For a daughter with three moms, the child was surprisingly good at wrapping men around her finger. Karen’s gotten rather good at lecturing children (and the other two need to stop encouraging her, in their own ways).