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Soaring Penguin Press Inks an Exclusive Distribution Deal with Diamond Book Distributors
Soaring Penguin Press Inks an Exclusive Distribution Deal with Diamond Book Distributors #comics
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Peter Pan by Regis Loisel
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Omg, candy hearts :D Renga + 💙Only you, lee!Langa, please <3
Renga!!! Beloved, cherished babies! I've gotcha covered, anon!
Only You- "Could You....you know?"
“Hey…Reki.” Langa’s voice was quiet, something shy coloring his voice. He didn’t look up from his hands, instead leaning into Reki’s shoulder. “Could you…You know?”
“Hm?” The redhead looked up from his magazine, eyes growing soft at the faint blush on his boyfriend’s cheeks. “You want me to…”
“Don’t make me say it.” Langa blushed more, cutting eyes at the other with a small pout. It was absolutely adorable. If Reki was feeling mean today, he’d probably tease the other until he was hiding in his hands.
Today, he felt merciful.
“Okay, okay. Come here.” Reki reached an arm around, pulling Langa into his lap. “Gentle or rough?”
“Gentle please.” Langa asked, lips already twitching into a smile as Reki’s fingers walked up his side. Once they got to his ribs, they pressed gently, earning a soft string of giggles.
“Aren’t you cute~ Like a giggly penguin.” Reki cooed at him, keeping his touch incredibly light as he traced over the curve of his ribs. “I bet you’d make cute noises like one too when tickled, huh?”
“Dohoohoho pehehehnguins ehehheven mahhahake noohohoise?” Langa asked through his laughter, burying his face into Reki’s shoulder to muffle the sound. This only gave Reki more spaces to tickle. The redhead ran his hand up and down his side, clawing softly along the edge of his hip.
“Why ask me- you’re the one who grew up in snow!” Reki brought his other hand in, lightly tracing against Langa’s belly, earning whispered puffs of laughter from the other. “Granted, I doubt they have any penguins in Canada. Well- besides you of course.”
“I behehehetter be a cuhuhuhute one!” Langa snorted, curling into Reki’s hand like a kitten. His cheeks were an adorable rosy pink color, his expression one of pure happiness. It made Reki’s heart soar.
“Ohohohokay! Ohoohkay, I’m done!” Langa took Reki’s hands in his own, enclosing their fingers. “Thahahank you.”
“Hehe, of course my adorable penguin.” Reki leaned in, kissing his boyfriend gently. “Anytime.”
~Send me a pairing and a candy heart phrase~
#Candy Heart Valentine Event#chve2k23#tickle#tickle dabble#sentence starters#sk8#renga#reki kyan#langa hasegawa#fluff#gentle tickles all the way!#Soft bois
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Name: The things we used to share
Prompt: @wrestleprompts [prompt week five: A reluctant trip to the zoo to make their partner happy]
Word count: 1329 words
Rating: General Audiences
Ship: "Hangman" Adam Page/Kenny Omega
Characters: Kenny Omega, "Hangman" Adam Page, Mentions of various zoo staff.
Triggers: Mentions of Hangmans dead horse, like a line of smut at the end. It's not graphic.
Authors note: I thought I'd write the little zoo date from my big sibling's fic 'Voicemail is full, glass is half empty' A short cute little Curly Boyfriends fic where Hangman gets a stuffed horse and falls in love. Kenny is just focused on the animals.
Tag list: @ithunderstorm @itsnoosetome @malewifemoxley @kass-the-kitten @melancholycowboy @josiewrites @basil-the-evil-cowboy @ss-trashboat @ambroseasylum @wrestlezaynia @banannabethchase @bellicosebunny @mrsmatt @racerchix21 and @anairbri and @mistress-omega-majesty
Reblogs are appreciated as always.
Read on AO3 [Comments and Kudos highly recommended]
Adam makes jokes and Kenny laughs. Adam feels like he’ll never feel sad again. Kenny keeps holding his hand, only letting go when a zoo keeper allows him to hold a koala. He watches Kenny’s face smoothe out; happiness winning over every little ache or pain he must be feeling. Kenny grins brighter through the lens of Adam’s phone camera and he tucks it into the top pocket of his jacket, holding Kenny; bright and carefree and happy in his heart.
It’s a small zoo tucked down a sidestreet in the middle of nowhere. Adam really has no idea how Kenny found it, yet alone purchased tickets which at least look somewhat real when Kenny thrusts them into the middle of Adam’s sleep-blurred eyeline. “Cmon Adam lets go!” Excitement borders his voice perfectly, tugging on his smile until it lays just under his eyes making them shine under the rising sun. Adam presses his face deeper into his pillows, squinting an eye open when Kenny presses the tickets into the curve of his nose. “Cmonnnnn!” Kenny whines, sounding so much like a child Adam’s half expecting him to tug at his wrist.
“Five more minutes, it ain’t even open yet Kenny” Adam mumbles against the soft pillowcases, squirming deeper under the blankets. He keeps his eyes half-lidded, watching Kenny as he pouts, picking at the embroidered roses on Adam’s old blanket. “Fine.” He rolls over, staring up at his boyfriend. It’s the first time Adam has noticed that Kenny’s half dressed; a jacket hanging off his shoulders and one sock. He chuckles, using his feet to kick the blankets away.
He barely has time to shower or get morning coffee before Kenny whisks him out the door, hand resting on the small of his back. Adam blinks through half-damp curls as Kenny rambles through the animals they have, hands flailing in front of him. There’s so much joy flooding his voice that it sucks the last wisps of tiredness from the marrow of Adam's bones. When Kenny smiles, bouncing on his toes in line, Adam’s sure he’s never going to feel tiredness again. The man in the ticket booth scans their tickets, smiling politely when Adam nods and trails behind Kenny, pushing air-dried curls out his face.
“Okay so they have penguins that way-” Kenny has the zoo map practically plastered to his face, using his fingers to dictate what he’s talking about. Adam lingers behind, trying to read the small print over Kenny’s shoulder without his glasses. He feels a tap at his hand and maybe it's a reflex, his fingers close around Kenny’s. “Or…” He’s holding the map at arms length now, digging his nails into the thin paper as he shifts his other hand until his palm presses against Adam’s. Adam feels like he could soar.
“Or?” He prompts, pretending that he isn’t staring at Kenny’s hand against hsi, knuckles looped together like Kenny’s trying to hold Adam close. Like Adam is something that Kenny wants to keep secure.
“We’ll just go that way.” Kenny folds the map the best he can. It ends up becoming a half-folded half-crumpled; lump of paper that Kenny manages to stuff in the back pocket of his shorts. They meander through the people-lined pathways, stopping to gaze into paddocks and enclosures, they run their fingers across the backs of string ways and feed elephants.
Adam makes jokes and Kenny laughs. Adam feels like he’ll never feel sad again. Kenny keeps holding his hand, only letting go when a zoo keeper allows him to hold a koala. He watches Kenny’s face smoothe out; happiness winning over every little ache or pain he must be feeling. Kenny grins brighter through the lens of Adam’s phone camera and he tucks it into the top pocket of his jacket, holding Kenny; bright and carefree and happy in his heart.
They're in the butterfly house when Adam gets chosen. A Monarch butterfly settles on the tip of his nose; wings twitching slowly in the warm air. He stares at it, mouth turned into a surprised smile and Adam almost has to make sure that he’s breathing. Kenny twists slowly at his side, blue eyes wide. “It chose you..” He whispers and Adam, returned to a stunned silence, taps once at his wrist. The butterfly flutters off moments later and Adam turns his green eyes upward towards the canopy of trees and flowers.
“Goodbye lil friend.” He whispers, cheeks flushing an aggressive red when Kenny brushes his lips against his stubble covered cheek. “We should uh..” He whispers, trying to keep his heart trapped in the cage of his ribs when all it wants to do is flutter away, higher than the tops of the green trees and into space. Adam’s sure his heart could kiss the stars with how light Kenny makes it feel.
Cool spring air hits their clammy faces and Adam stares out over the horizon, eyes picking up the perfect mixture of reds and yellows from the sunset. Kenny lays his head on his shoulder, swinging their joined hands slightly. “We should go to the gift shop. Then home.”
Home. The two of them. Kenny thinks he’s home.
“Home. Yeah.” Adam whispers, unable to stop the smile that tugs at his lips. It creases the corner of his eyes and Kenny tugs at his hand. They wander together, Kenny stopping to watch a snake crawl back into the bushes and a tiger pace by the entrance to its home; the heavy metallic smell of blood in the air. Adam buys cotton candy from a small vendor by the aquarium, easily swayed by the turtle shaped container and Kenny rocking on his feet at his side. Adam would buy the entire zoo if Kenny looked at him with those soft eyes again. He would buy Kenny the world for the carefree glow radiating off his face.
They share cotton candy like children; licking the pink floss off their lips, letting the sugar dilate their pupils until the artificial lights of the gift store stab at their eyes, making them chuckle. Adam strolls through the aisles, nose wrinkling at the prices. Everything feels too expensive for what it was, what it is. There’s a wall of soft toys and he spots Kenny easily out of the mass of children, begging and screaming at their parents. He looks so different in his faded shorts and crumpled shirt, mismatched hair dragged back into a fraying half-ponytail. The sunset gathers on the bridge of his shoulders and Adam swears he spots a halo hanging around the crown of Kenny’s head; he looks glorious, cherubin and angelic.
“Adam look!” Kenny’s voice, soft and kind, snaps Adam out of his thoughts. He blinks a few times, head tilting as Kenny pushes something into the middle of his chest. “He looks like Hunter Horse Hemsley. You should have him” Adam’s confused at first, why is Kenny bringing up his dead horse? There's the ever so familiar prickle of pain that creeps under his eyes. He looks down, cups Kenny’s wrist and sighs.
“He does..” He whispers, cupping the stuffed horse between his hands. He stares at it and it stares back. “I can’t, kenny they're so expensive-” He shakes his head, slow and sad and Kenny gets a look on his face.
“But he’ll be all alone.” He whispers, nodding over to the empty place on the shelf. Adam follows his eyeline, gripping the stuffed horse closer. “Will it make your heart hurt less?”
Adam blinks, uses his knuckles to scrub the feeling of tears away from his eyes. It’s been a great day. Adam’s not going to ruin it now with childish tears brought on by mourning and tiredness. Kenny’s head is tilted to the side and Adam glances between him and the horse. He runs his fingers across its brown mane, strokes a finger down the white stripe on its nose.
He stares at Kenny, searching his eyes. “Yes.”
Kenny buys Adam the horse. They go home and Adam smiles, settling the horse snugly in between his pillows. Kenny smiles at him, reaching over the bed to kiss at his temple.
The smile that Kenny gives him is better than any feeling in the world. He takes his hand.
Kenny doesn’t pull away. Even as he buries himself deeply into Adam. He links their fingers and presses soothing kisses across his bottom lip.
Adam feels full. Adam feels happy.
#wrestleprompts#rating: general#hangmega#hangman page#kenny omega#aew fic#all elite wrestling#mouse writes
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HAPPY HALLOWEEN WITH A SPOOKY STORY👀🦑
Down in the Deep
It was a soundless night on the Octopod. You could hear a sea snail snoring a mile away, even the creaking joints of the Octopod were unusually silent. Aside from the ebb and flow of the gentle current, the inky blackness of the ocean deep was still…ominous, even. A small school of silvery sardines swam in between the arms, mimicking shooting stars soaring through the water. All the Octonauts rested peacefully, unaware. Unaware of it rising from the trench below. Unaware of the nefarious scheme bubbling and boiling up like a hydrothermal vent.
Peso slept softly, his dreams quiet and dulled after the long day. His blankets warm and cozy, his night light glowing with comfort. It started as a slight woosh of water past his window. Pretty normal, nothing to worry about, not enough to disturb his slumber. Woosh! A louder, stronger current, this time it hit his pod. Enough to rock it noticeably. He rolled over, just a bad dream that was all. WOOSH! He sat up with a jolt, clutching his bedsheets for dear life. His pod was practically pummeled, swatted away carelessly. He tumbled out of bed, hearing an identical thump from beyond the wall he assumed the same for Dashi. He shakily stood up, the pod still teetering precariously. He rubbed his eyes, he wasn’t still dreaming was he? What is that? It was unlike anything the Octonauts had encountered before, and that was saying something. Long, longer than an oarfish even. The width was bigger than the Gup B, this tube of…scales? He could partially make out the shapes in the dark sea, but he was sure of the spines poking up, and suckers on the underside. It slithered slowly in front of the glass, like a predator sizing up its prey. A bright flash of yellow light came into view, a sinister dilated pupil stared down the horrified medic. He screamed, and out of the blue, quick as a sailfish it shot away into the depths.
Too scared to investigate, Peso backed up towards the door, eyes wide and jaw agape. A metallic click was heard as the doors opened from Dashi's room. She entered, somewhat shaky herself.
“What was that…?” She stepped around the paper fish with a snapped string, some frames with cracked glass. The beaming Peso in the photos was the polar opposite of the terrified penguin in front of her.
“I-I don’t know?! Flappity Flippers, it was huge! Like a giant eel, or sea snake…” She led him over to the bed to take a seat, neither had enough confidence to look out the window.
“I’m sure it’s nothing, just a normal creature that’s all, or even a strong current and a shadow…” Dashi couldn’t even try to make it sound convincing, her own doubts overpowering any logic. There was no way that was a current, it felt…malicious. She patted his back, his breathing started to slow to slightly-less-panicked.
“We should let the others know though, just to be on the safe side, alright?” Dashi waited till he nodded, then pressed the Octo-alert on the bedroom console.
“Octonauts: To the HQ!”
“Dashi,” the Captain yawned, being the first one there, checking his Octo-compass. It read 2:18 AM. “What’s wrong this early in the morning?” The rest of the crew filed in groggily, Kwazii and Tweak from the chutes; Inkling, Shellington, and the Vegimals from the lift.
“Captain, Peso and I were violently awoken when our pod was hit by…something. Peso?”
He hesitantly stepped forward, “I don’t know what I saw, but it was giant. It looked like an eel, or a tentacle maybe, but that's more scary. Unlike anything I’ve ever seen before! A deep, wine color, with a bright yellow eye. Scaley, spiney, with suckers too!”
Shellington adjusted his nightcap, deep in thought as he moved towards the consol. Muttering under his breath, endlessly scrolling. A bright red X displayed on the monitor. “I don’t know Peso, I can’t find any record of something like that on the creature collection-”
“Oh you won’t find that in the records, matey.” Kwazii stepped out of the shadows, an excitement lit up his eyes. “I know the beast you spotted, I wish I didn’t. On the name of the Pirate King, we’re dealin’ with the Scurvy. Scallards. Remorse!” He raised his arms with each word, Peso’s eyes widening, Captain’s eyes narrowing. “I’ve had the fortune of never meeting this monster, even me pirate grandad Calico Jack never has. But every pirate worth a doubloon knows to keep an eye out.” He smiled menacingly, Barnacles growing ever more annoyed, but letting him run through the routine. “The body of a right Kraken, 16 tentacles with eel heads upon each end. Each equipped with razor sharp teeth and eyes like glowing orbs of fire! Twin bat wings stuck on the main bulbous head, each as tall as the mast of a king's ship. A beak like a toucan concealed within for chomping its dinner, and a single eye right in the middle, larger than 10 rafts all strung together!” He chuckled, “that scallywag is not something you want to meet, me hearties! Oh, um heh…”
An awkward silence filled the room, the whole crew inadvertently scanning the large HQ windows for the horrifying beast the pirate spoke of. Peso gulped, more scared than before. Barnacles cleared his throat, moving to the front of the room. “Alright Kwazii, let's figure out what this thing actually is, then we can all head back to bed. Shellington, any development?”
“Fraid not, Captain. In order to identify it we need to go outside.”
“O-out there?” Peso looked down, not even daring to peer out the window any longer.
Barnacles placed a paw on the medics shoulder. “I’m confident it's nothing, don’t let Kwazii's story get in your head,” he shot a glare in the sheepish cat’s direction. “We’ll do a quick, safe search, I promise.” He smiled, Peso’s fear was thankfully starting to fade. “Ha, when have Kwazii’s stories ever been the full truth?”
It only took a few moments for the party to be suited up with air tanks, for Tweak to open the Octo-hatch upon the Captain's command. Everything as usual, yet what was about to come was as far from usual as they would see for the rest of their lives.
Barnacles, Peso, and Kwazii floated aimlessly beside the Octopod, looking around, but there was nothing to see. Not yet. Shellington took a moment longer to gather his supplies, they watched the Octo-hatch creak open with a small bubble stream. Shellington smiled as he swam out, just barely outside when a giant tentacle slammed down with a CRASH! It sliced right through the Octopod, splitting the metal as if it were butter. The fragments of rubble flew in the ever growing red-stained water, where mere moments ago their scientist friend once was. The three could only watch, horrified, as the entire sea flooded their destroyed home, pouring in without a second to react. It was no use to even try, anyone who wasn’t crushed, drowned. Still, Barnacles shouted through tears into his radio, Octopod, come in! OCTOPOD, PLEASE REPORT! Peso couldn’t hold it back, he was shaking and sobbing, unable to look away. That was, until it came into their full view. For once, Kwazii was perfectly, utterly still.
It was almost double the Octopod itself, emerging from the depths of the trench. The tentacle that cut said Octopod clean in half was recoiling back to its source, the 15 other tentacles coming in closer to admire the others' work. The luminous yellow eyes of the eel heads shone brightly against the dark flesh, the fangs glinting in the moonlight. The length of the tentacles were decorated with serrated spines and suckers, lining all the way to the main body. The frozen three could hear a bone chilling chattering from within, the razor sharp beak belting its cry of shear terror. Bat-wing fins adorned the crown of its head, a splattering of maroon spots ran down the sides like the blood of its fallen victims. The most unsettling feature of them all however lay in the direct center. A giant, glowing, piercing eye. As big as the Gup X, it stared down the present survivors. Irises filled to the brim with hatred, yet proud. It was…happy. As much as the crew radiated pure horror, it radiated pleasure. Pleased at their pain, finding their suffering quite amusing.
Such little creatures, who think so much of themselves. All it took was a measly little swat for them to be completely erased. They should of expected it, honestly. The creature mused. Running around, playing natural selection, it was bound to end one day. And that day is today.
The pupils narrowed as the tentacles reared back. All 16 eel heads sneering, ready to take more Octonauts down in the briney blue.
The Scurvy Scallards Remorse. Kwazii couldn’t believe it. This story was true, and it would kill them all.
#I wrote this idea over a month ago#just now elaborating and making it more detailed🥳#happy Halloween from the Scurvy Scallards Remorse >:3#took me so long to find a name even remotely close to a Kwazii level monster💀#I like it short and spooky :D#pffft like me💀#octonauts#octonauts a&b#octonauts above and beyond#above and beyond
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Soaring Penguin Press Engages to Publish Marriage Guide! @spenguin comics #GraphicNovels http://ow.ly/K1EE50MLuxF
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Soaring Penguin Press' 'The Collected Meanwhile...' Available Now On IndieGoGo
Soaring Penguin Press’ ‘The Collected Meanwhile…’ Available Now On IndieGoGo
Originally launched in 1998 as a black and white anthology, ‘Meanwhile…’ was relaunched in 2015 with the aim of showcasing the diversity possible in comics storytelling. The first four issues are now being offered via Indiegogo campaign as a 220-page full color collection.
The first four issues of Meanwhile… were 52 pages long, and featured the relaunch of Strangehaven by Gary Spencer Millidge,…
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Crowdfunding Corner: Soaring Penguin Press gets into Family and Relationships Therapy
Crowdfunding Corner: Soaring Penguin Press gets into Family and Relationships Therapy #comics #comicbooks #graphicnovel
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Why doesn’t marriage come with a manual? Now it does – in graphic detail!
I Do I Don’t: How To Build A Better Marriage by licensed therapist Chandrama Anderson (MA, LMFT) and talented cartoonist Nur Jaffar G. Latip tells the story of a…
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Peter Pan: Hook by Regis Loisel
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Gary Spencer Millidge's 'Strangehaven' Optioned for Film and TV by IDW Entertainment
Gary Spencer Millidge’s ‘Strangehaven’ Optioned for Film and TV by IDW Entertainment
Now running for over a quarter of a century, Gary Spencer Millidge’s landmark Strangehaven series first appeared as a self-published offering in the 1990s. A comic that remains as difficult now to define in terms of genre as it was when it debuted its inspirations include The Prisoner, Twin Peaks and The Avengers (the UK TV show not the super-heroes!).
It centres on Alex Hunter who, after a car…
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Help funding this graphic novel: Urban Tails - an Israeli lesbian family dominated by cats
Help funding this graphic novel: Urban Tails – an Israeli lesbian family dominated by cats
From the book’s Kickstarter/crowdsourcing page:
What are we doing?We’re looking to publish Ilana Zeffren’s heart-warming book, Urban Tails, in English for the first time.What is Urban Tails?In 2006, Ilana Zeffren began Rishumon, a weekly comic strip in Hebrew for the Tel Aviv newspaper City Mouse, part of Haaretz, one of the main papers with country-wide distribution. Rishumon was…
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Here is the cover for the English version of my book A Small Revolution, published by Soaring Penguin Press! It comes out on November 15th, 2017. I’m excited!
Preorders have already started?? Although my name seems to be Boum Boum on most sites so far... hopefully that can be fixed soon.
It’s a wrap-around cover and has book flaps (two firsts for me, I’ve never had a book this fancy). I have yet to hold the physical copy in my hands, but here’s the whole illustration I did for it in the meantime:
I’m really happy this little story of mine gets a second life in English. I hope everyone likes it!
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| Magic | Cillian Murphy x Fem!Reader | One Shot |
Summary: You're suffering from the most vile period you've had in months & it's right when Cillian returns from six months away, but soft!cillian is here to comfort you.
Warning: Fluffy soft Cillian which should always be a warning. Mentions of blood. Language.
Request: By anon. - I would love something soft with Cillian? Looking after you on while you are suffering on your period. We all need this in our life.
A/N: please keep in mind that I am writing about periods from my own experience so it might not suit everyones experiences. No disrespect to Cillian's family this is purely fiction.
•Magic•
Cillian knew exactly when you were on your period, the little nose scrunches, deep sighs and the way you'd be grumbling about anything and everything
The first time you'd stayed over while on your period, he'd woke every time you did, you would check the sheets for any stains, how you'd be kicking the covers off your body to get some relief from the waves of heat.
He'd pull you into his side, his soft hands running slowly across your lower abdomen, asking if you needed anything, you'd sit up after a few minutes tying your hair off your neck because it was irritating you, pulling the too tight pyjama shorts off, so your stomach could be bloated without restriction.
Cillian would make sure you always had a stock of heat pads, tampons and bubble bath just incase you came round after a long day at work and just needed his care.
You'd protested the first time you went to the grocery store, he'd told you to stock up on the tampons and other things you needed, you'd told him it was fine, but he'd insisted, hell he'd even got a bin in the bathroom with the scented bin liners so you had somewhere to throw everything away.
He'd always have a freshly washed sweatshirt of his waiting for you when it was that time of the month, and if he was ever away he'd stock the fridge with wine and chocolate for those days you were in need.
When you woke up one morning and noticed the blood on his sheets, you'd jumped from the bed, tears pressing at your eyes as you rushed to the bathroom.
Cillian had simply got up, stripped the bed and put a wash on, leaving you to sort yourself out in the bathroom, remaking the bed, before he gently knocked on the door.
You'd allowed him to come in, feeling embarrassed by the mess you'd made, he was holding out a glass of water and two pain relief pills.
"Sorry" you mumbled not making eye contact with him, he'd knelt down in front of you lifted your chin with his index finger.
"Why are you sorry?" He had asked brushing his thumb over your tear stained cheek.
"I bled on your sheets that's disgusting" you frowned biting at your lip, he laughed lightly.
"It's a natural thing, y/n" he pulled you up as he stood, bundling you into his arms "I've sorted the sheets anyway, remade the bed" he dropped a kiss to the top of your head.
You'd smiled at him, cupping his face in your hands "Jesus Christ how did I get this lucky" you'd sighed hormones soaring into another wave of tears, he'd chuckled lightly pulling into his chest.
This month however he was desperately trying to stay out of your way, because whatever he done would make you huff in annoyance and he was always one huff away from laughing at how tragic but adorable you looked.
It was nice to have him back, have his presence in the house again after six months of it just being you, but it was just your luck that your worse period would happen the moment he landed back in Dublin after those six months.
Right at that moment in time his presence was enough to drive you mad, the way he was humming to the radio in the kitchen, clattering pans, your blood was boiling.
Then his head appeared around the door "going to the store do you need anything?"
Your eyes flicked up from your laptop, a frown buried deep on your forehead, he could feel the daggers "wine, chocolate and tampons please, if that's ok?" you asked "oh and a boyfriend who can be quiet" you snapped.
Cillian rolled his eyes, those stupidly beautiful eyes, leaning against the door frame a slight pout on his lips "I can go back to Manchester" he suggested.
You huffed out another breath "don't be stupid"
He was holding back a laugh, crossing the room to plant a kiss on your forehead "I'll be back soon, love you"
"Love you" you grumbled because no way would you let him leave the house without knowing that you did.
Cillian arrived back twenty minutes later "Cill, Cillian" you called from where he'd left you in the lounge.
You were curled on the sofa laptop away, tears streaming down your face "what is it what's wrong?" He was worried now, dropping the bags on the floor.
You sniffed falling into his arms "I watched a video on Instagram about-about..." you hiccuped hand curled into his T-shirt "about what love?" His eyes were darting around your face.
"About penguins trying to climb a icy mounting with its baby-oh god" you were a mess "it had to...to abandon its baby to survive and the baby was crying out for its mummy, trying to follow her"
You hiccuped "I don't think it survived" you almost wailed, burying your face into his chest.
Cillian had his chin resting on top of your head, biting at his lip to hold back the amusement "oh love" he cooed "I bought you chocolate" he added trying to cheer you up.
You pulled away from his chest "what kind?" You pouted.
He laughed this time, pecking a kiss to the tip of your nose "two kinds because you're in need"
All it took was those magic words and you were crying again, he was always so caring and you had spent the past two days snapping at him, but he'd still bought you two kinds of chocolate.
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