Hey Do You Still Take Tekken Requests?

Hey do you still take Tekken requests?

always. I was in the middle of writing.

sketches from working on Greyson’s season 2 look, or how little armor and how much chest can he get away with

cant believe i forgot to post beeony on tumblr

New Blossoms

Synopsis: Part 2 of Sweet Nectar

Warnings: Pure Fluff, childbirth, Thor getting nervous about being a father, cuddles

A/n: I had to read a headcanon about Thor being a father before writing. If it's not fluffy enough I do apologize.

The sun rose from the side of the window, shining through the white silk curtains with gold furnishings. Tickling your skin, the sun welcomed you in genuine warmth through the covers of silk window covers, you stirred and stirred again, not wanting to get up from the surfaces of your now shared bed, a heavy pair of arms wrapped around your hips and pulled you close to a well-toned embrace, you sighed at the new comfort snuggling closer to his chest. Thor kissed the top of your head. Your eyes slowly rise, blurry vision at first sight before clearing and seeing your husband. His smile was the gentlest of all. " Mornin', Beloved," he said, tracing his fingers up and down your back, his hammer stood next to the bed in case someone tries to do something unexpected, *cough* Loki. You hummed welcomingly, " Morning, to you as well, Bethrothed." You stood up from your bed and lay on his chest. Hearing the heartbeat, mighty and strong. A new sound of voices listened close by. The sound of small coos and whimpers. You stared at the small crib just a few feet away from your shared bed.

Thor watched as you got up from your comfort zone. Sighing in slight annoyance as your baby boy continued to whimper and make small noises. You reached into his crib and picked him up, the baby now stretching his arms and rubbing his face. Morning scrunch. His eyes revealed a beautiful blue hue, and his skin matched that of a tan silk. He smiled and cooed as he took his thumb in his mouth, sucking as saliva fell onto the thumb. You smiled in awe at just how cute your little baby boy was. You sensed your husband staring behind you, admiring the small interactions between you and his son. And to think he had doubts about being a father and whether or not he would take a risk. When he heard from one of his servants that his deity, his wife will bear his kin, he stood there with shocked eyes. He felt his throat dry up a little, and his heart was racing but he showed no emotion. He just walked away, faster than usual he searched for you. Til he found you in the garden sitting underneath the water fountain. Your face reflected your worried look. You really hope he won't tell you to get rid of it.

He slowly walked in your direction, sat down under the water fountain, he saw his own reflection in the clear waters. Staring intently before turning to you with eyes very rare to him. " Do you think... I'll be a good father?" He asked, you looked at him with perplexed eyes. It's rare for him to ask such personal questions, even regarding family matters. Thor has always been a quiet person so there are times when he keeps things to himself. You stare with gentle eyes and understanding. You placed your hand on top of his and hold it tight. " Yes, I do believe you'll be a good father. You're already an amazing husband and partner, and I've never been happier than to spend an eternity with you by my side and I by yours." Thor's heart swelled in his chest. He felt inspired, in love, and wanted you more now than ever.

Within a month's time, your son was born bearing his red hair but your baby's blue eyes. He'll one day have his father's might and his mother's beauty and compassion. You sat next to him on the bed with your son in your arm. " Thor, will you like to hold your son?" You asked. Giving the child inches away towards him. Thor stiffened a little, adjusting his posture as he sat up, his back on the pillow. He reached his hands out to you, and you gave him the child, the baby shifted a little losing the embrace of his mother. Thor brought the baby boy to his gaze, both having a staring contest and with curiosity. The baby boy reached out tiny arms to him wanting to touch his face, wanting to know about his father. Thor got him closer to his face. The baby boy grabbed a handful of his face and examined his features, the other grabbed fistful of his red hair and yanking it. You couldn't help but laugh at his motives. The interaction between father and son. Thor sat there and allow it to happen, " Hello my son. This your father speaking to you." He said, drawing your son's attention from the red hair to his eyes, he giggled and garbled. " I may not know how to be a father, but I am learning." He continued. Thor brought the little boy to his chest. " But I do know this much, I'll teach you how to fight, be strong against your enemies," He turned to look at you as you laid on his shoulder.

" And your mother will teach you compassion, and good fortune. She'll show you how to love, how to feel emotion, and maybe teach you how to talk to flowers which she keeps only to herself." He finished off with a small joke. You playfully smacked his chest. " And I'll your father how to make better jokes when the time is right," You added comically. The baby boy laughed, drawing the attention of both of you. His first laugh. And it's just like yours.

" I love you, y/n. You're the greatest thing that ever happened to me." Thor said with a loving gaze. His face was soft. " You replied back with a smile, " I love you too, Thor, now I do believe it's time that he meets his grandfather right?"

" I suppose it is time."

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A/n: I should've posted this about a month ago.

Image description: it's an illustration of Barriss Offee. She's holding up her hands as if in prayer, there's a sparkling star above them. She has her eyes shut and she's smiling. She's wearing a blue hijab with a silver heart-shaped brooch. There's fabric swirling around her. End of description.