True let me fix that statement
Gonna steal her… I-I wait I can’t think of another that she hasn’t stolen uhhh gonna steal no Mars bars belongs to both of them uhh this is hard…
At this point, does Kiara have more of Tera's shirts than she does her own clothing?
Kiara laughs "I use them as pajamas when I'm home!"
Yeah I get it cause it’s like some kid shouldn’t have to go to a friend’s house to get sleep but it’s also when they need the strength most and it gets torn apart by the divorce so I get it it’s like they should just break up but the two persons that you love the most are breaking up so it feels like you have to choose so I get it
No I don’t have divorced parents I research plus my friends have divorced parents so I’m good
When Kiara wakes up, and sorry if this ask hurts you. Has your dad changed around your mom too?
Tera can answer too if Kiara can’t or doesn’t want to
"He has. But she won't admit it."
"The guy is always drinking, he smells like battery acid constantly, and every time I've been over Delilah and him have argued."
Tera is guarding the bed subconsciously, her tail arched around Kiara's sleeping form.
"He still treats Kia okay. But I don't like him almost as much as he doesn't like me"
Chat is this real?
I WAS SO FUCKING CLOSE HOLY SHIT
Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 92)
N landed on the nest in a panic, vision blurry with tears as he stripped his mate of her frozen clothes and wrapped them both in as many blankets as possible, using himself as a space heater against her. Tera staring curiously at the flurry of movement, growing worried.
She was so cold that it brought his own internal temperature down before he began to warm her up, her body shivering and breaths coming out in shallow pants, her eyes were knitted shut, and gripping desperately onto him.
“N…?” She asked eye creaking open and voice filled with static, He shushed her gently.
“You're okay… I'm here.” He murmurs, wrapping around her tightly, his eyelights blinking back worried tears as he runs his fingers through her hair.
“T-the baby…” She croaks, tears filling her eyes as well, his core drops and shatters into a thousand peices.
“L-let me see, maybe they're okay.”
He backs away slowly, just enough to see her core resting in her chest, it's still white… but it's dimming, purple beginning to bleed through, as the white glow grows dimmer and dimmer.
“No… nonono…” He whines, he's lost on what to do, is there anything he could do? His hand grazes across the glass covering, resting on it, trying to feel the little one's corebeat along with Uzi's, Uzi's was slower then normal already, and he struggled to find any sign of their child's corebeat… until he did; it was faint and much too slow, wavering in and out of being nothing at all.
Uzi's gaze was locked on N's expression, watching as his eyelights hollowed and his body shook, tears hit her harder, sobs working their way put of her throat.
“Oh my god…” She chokes out, and N is forced to watch helplessly as the white light dies out and the tiny little corebeat peeters out into nothing, tears stream down N's visor as he closes his eyes, it feels like his very soul gets ripped in half.
“Uzi… I-I” He can't finish the sentence, emotion clogging his throat as She throws herself deeper into his arms, full body sobs wracking her body as they both lie there, N says nothing more, only lets her cry as he does the same into her shoulder.
“I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…” He weeps unfettered, body trembling like a leaf, they lost them… they lost their baby…
Uzi can't reply, she only buries herself deeper into his shoulder like she wants to dissappear there, He's felt pain before, but nothing compared to this, nothing at all.
He rests his hands over her midsection, forehead resting on hers as everything around them seems to completely dissappear into shadows.
Tera is… confused. Mama and Papa are crying, and she's never seen either of them so upset before, she crawls up to her mother, hands resting near her father's hands.
She chirps softly, cocking her head up at both of them, but neither seems to notice. She lays her head down on her mother's midsection, eyes closing in an attempt at comfort.
…
Until something kicks her head gently, causing her to yelp. She startles, blinking.
She's hit again, something is moving around in her mom's midsection and is doing its danmdest to knock her off it. She growls, eyelights coming to glare angrily.
“T-Tera… come on sweet pea, it's n-not playtime…” Her father comes to try and pick her up, but she just keeps growling, staring at where the movement was with great vitriol.
“What's got you… so…” He trails off, moving his hand.
Kick
Kick
Kick
His face breaks into a relived smile, overjoyed at feeling the baby kicking, he nearly screams.
“Uziii!” He yelps, grabbing her hands and placing them where his was, she's confused at first, but then she feels it, the gentle movement underneath her hand and the sporadic tiny kicks that follows.
She can barely breathe she's so happy, she turns and kisses her boyfriend as hard as she can, which he returns with just as much fervor and the rapid wagging of his tail.
When they part they're both smiling, tears still running down both their visors but now out of pure relief, N leans down into her stomach.
“Oh you had us so worried!” He says, which causes Uzi to laugh through tears, and laugh even harder when he places a flurry of kisses there.
“N! That tickles!” She yelps, lightly shoving his face away, which only causes them to embrace again.
“We're all okay…” He mumbles, and he feels her nod rapidly in response, he exhales, like he was holding his breath the entire time.
“Mama! Papa!” Tera squeals in indignation, not liking being confused or left out, she's immediately picked up and hugged tightly by both of their parents. She grumbles still, but is much happier with this arrangement.
“We should tell her now… she can feel them.” Uzi mutters, still recovering from the rollercoaster of emotions she was just sent on, she grabs N's hand.
“Yeah…”
He takes his daughters hands and places them on her mother, making Tera cock her head and look up at him. A force kicks her hand.
“You feel that Jellybean?” He asks, and she nods, eyelights wide.
“That's your little sibling, you're gonna be a big sister.” He smiles, and she looks back down, tilting her head in both directions like a confused puppy.
“Sib-ling?” She mouths, having no understanding of the word to know what that means.
“That's right, they'll call us Mama and Papa too, they're just… not quite ready to see us yet.” Uzi tries to help explain, but once she noticed… the kicking was a little uncomfortable.
Tera takes a moment to think.
“Shy?” She asks, looking up at her mom. And Uzi smiles back.
“Yeah… you could say that.” She chuckled, leaning back against her boyfriends arm.
Tera nods softly, eyelights furrowing in deep thought, her tongue sticking out.
“Brother.” She says suddenly, catching them both off gaurd.
“What?”
“Sibling, Brother.” She said again, and the parents both looked at each other in surprise.
“How do you know that Jellybean?” N asks, but all the ten month old responded with was a shrug.
“Her guess is as good as ours.” Uzi hums with a shrug of her own, and the couple relaxed into their nest with a moment of silence.
“I'm gonna kill J if I see her again.” Uzi says abruptly, and N doesn't even move in response, just shakes his head.
“Not if I get to her first…”
*Starts crying silently remembering Pain, Rage and this half of this whole ass blog.*
Can we ask baby Tera things?
I want to ask how happy a young Tera is
"Hi!" An eight year old Tera greets you, one of her front teeth are missing. She's beaming wide- like a sunbeam.
"I like animals, and vehicles, and computers... and animals!" She rambles on and on. "And I love my brother and my Mama and my Papi and my freinds!"
Her knees and elbows are scraped up though she doesn't seem to notice. "And I wanna be like my auntie V when I grow up! She's cool and strong and tough!"
"I'm gonna be awesome and once I can protect people the other kids won't be scared of me no more!"
…
Fill in the blank I see… got it!
Casually start hyper fixating on this one line for the next month or so
You good Bri? Need some water?
I have been on the road since 10am and just got back a bit ago... if I have to do anything else today, someone is dying.
I don’t think that was just.. a nightmare…
It was a vision or somewhere along those lines
If you see this make sure you explode the fleshy heart core thing… it looks like this
I’m pretty sure you have it too so good luck with this information
So, if I were to say, detonate a bomb next to you, would you turn into an Eldritch centipede thing like a disassembly drone or would you just die
Um...
A bomb would destroy my core. So I would just die...
What's this about a Eldritch Centipede?
You’re welcome Bishop I got your back on this :3
Tbh I don’t see the ship between Bishop and Marissa to me it sounds toxic
Exhibit A based on that she’s too touchy most of the physical contact between the two is without consent and I don’t support cause it’s happened to me before
And there’s that one ask that we learn that Marissa tries to steal Bishop’s glasses whenever she gets the chance and Marissa probably has some knowledge on how Bishop can’t see without them that’s not a okay at all.
So basically this is a huge rant on how I’m on Bishop’s side for this one she sounds like a bitch and Bishop deserves better than this bullshit.
"Thank you!"
Who was beaten the worse?
Hello, I hope this ask finds you well. A question for Uzi. What's the crime levels like in the Sanctuary? Minimal? More than one would think? What is the most frequent crime committed? Thank you for your time.
"Petty theft mostly... crime is pretty low with V and the guards but some stuff slips past..."
"Though we've had a string of assaults recently, we've been trying to figure out the cause."
Salem from Give me a Reason now on the topic of fanfics done by @dronebiscuitbat Bri please I beg of you do not make the baby’s name Kevin if it’s a boy please I am on my kneessss (this just a joke don’t take it serious)
Just another goofy idiot who’s currently obsessed with murder drones Thank you for staying for the ride
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