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Originally I was just going to make it a Dream mpreg as a Jaydarle thing pairing wise. However, I know we know via tng that Klingon females usually carry but thereās been nothing that comes to recent memory that says males canāt either/fuck it itās gonna be an AU. should I get both Darem and Jay-Den pregnant? šš
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kyle doing one of those āshowing my boyfriend things heās never seen beforeā videos with the mad mask but itās basic engineering, loving parents, and the concept of first person pronouns
Idk if thisāll be an mpreg fic or just a Drabble but have some poly food.
Darem Reyimi lay there on his back staring into the dark of his shared dorm.
His mind was elsewhere.
He kept thinking back to that evening when he'd walked into Jay-Den's dorm. When he'd taught him the battle breathing technique common among his kind.
Unbidden his thoughts turned to that night. When Jay-Den had invited him to his quarters. When they'd had sex for the first time.
His ears went red at the memory, a dreamy sort of grin on his face that he never would've dared to have around anyone else.
Except Kyle maybe.
The doors hissing open jerked Darem out of his reverie. He schooled his face back into something akin to boredom only to realize it'd been too late.
A jacket landed smack on his face and he jerked, startled.
"What the hell was that for?" he exclaimed, sitting up and chucking it back at its owner.
Caleb stood snuggly just inside their doorway. "You were daydreaming again."
"Was not." it was a childish answer, but for the moment Darem didn't care.
"You had that dorky grin on your face like you were mooning over someone."
We need Jay-Den poly on screen.
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getting worked up about adult jack stanley again. he kills kyleā someone heās known for years, someone who heās traded blows with and invented with and maybe even loved. he kills him and regrets it as heās doing it, tries to hold back. and then heās sent back to the past with walter. walter locks him up and tortures him, and i can bet you anything that jack thinks he deserves it, that this is his punishment. and he rots away in a cell for years, until one day the door is wrenched open and heās carried away. and jack wakes up, expecting to be hurt again, and thereās kyle. a twelve year old kyle, but kyle nonetheless. and he wants to know if heās okay and how long he was trapped and jack doesnāt believe what heās seeing but kyle says of course itās me, how did you get so old? and jack laughs and laughs because kyle is alive and he canāt save the thirty year old kyle but he can save this one and maybe he can live again after all. and he says i was going to ask you how you got so young.
a song that i wrote for a hypothetical archvillain musical. itās a duet between kyle and the mad mask, set while theyāre working in the basement. really plays up how kyle gets really dependent on the mad mask. the original song was...way less angsty. also yall get to hear me sing a duet all by my dang self.
(lyrics under cut!)
number forty-seven said to number three,Ā āyouāre the cutest jailbird i ever did seeā
