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Having anxiety, I decided on holding Kai close to me, gently rubbing circles on his back. The anxiety was for no reason, but Jay presumed it to be PTSD. Kai also knew I was stressed a ton, given I was focused more on the anxiety than anything else. Normally I was focused on things like fishing and video games, but none of that was seeming to help. Kai just laid there on my lap, snuggling up with me and quiet as ever. He didn’t even need to speak, all he needed to do was to just exist. Even him just being here in silence helped put me at ease a bit. Of course, not fully, however I was still there.
“Y-you… sure you’ll be okay…?” As he spoke, I placed a gentle kiss on his forehead, then nodded him and cuddled him close to me. He and the others were all I needed, especially in a time of anxiety where things felt so unbalanced.
Error Shark, Written 4/19/2026 (April 19th, 2026)Jay, snuggling into me, held me close by as he softly kissed my neck. I was sitting on his lap, playing Minecraft on my PC, doing the usual repetitive little tasks I typically do when I have anxiety. Jay was the one to suggest the charcoal farm thing, since all it required was some dirt, trees and coal.
“Ah, you missed a tree.” Jay pointed out as I walked by one. I was too focused on replanting some of the trees that I missed a few of them to be cut down. “Many of them, actually.”
“Heyyyy… I know that, hun… It’s not like… Ugh, fine… I’ll get it…” Stepping back to get the trees I missed, I felt Jay’s hand digging into my hair, just gently combing through it. “Mmm… My head hurts…”
“You want me to get you meds? Or should I carry you out?” As he spoke, I started to blush softly and clung to him. My brain was also working overtime and I wouldn’t have been surprised if I blew a creativity nerve, given I had no motivation to draw thanks to the anxiety. Jay carried me bridal-style to the bathroom, where he grabbed a cup, filled it with water, grabbed the meds and fed them to me carefully.
Once back to the bedroom, he sat down and pulled me into his lap, holding me close to him as I continued to play.
Error Shark, written 4/19/2026 (April 19th 2026)Sitting in the Data Center, I sort through my files, feeling unsafe with my current body. I like being half shark, half dog but full alien, but I liked my shark tail, shark instincts and shark teeth while having dog ears, dog paws on my feet and optional dog paws on my hands while having some dog instincts. I wanted to be the same as I was before. I had been having anxiety for over a week at this point, the most I had since months prior when Red had raped me and I wanted to come forward with the information.
Jay sat behind me, watching me scroll through the settings and adjusting myself. He could tell something was off. I liked being country, but I wanted to keep what was left before. But some part of me hated the unfamiliar new.
“Hun… you can go back to your old self, y’know… How you previously looked… I won’t be mad at you… None of us will… We want the best for you and for you not to rush things or feel uncomfortable. If what you looked like before made you happy, you can go back…” After Jay finished speaking, I nodded and cuddled into him, whining like a happy puppy. “I don’t want you being upset, baby… you know I love you too much… You being uncomfortable is the last thing I want from you… Shhhh… I’m here hun… It’s okay baby boy…”
Slowly my body took on my previous look as I continued to cuddle into Jay, crying into his chest softly as he ran a hand through my hair gently.
Error Shark, written 4/22/26 (April 22nd, 2026)Cog, being somehow lost in Metropolis, ran into Jay while looking around for the train. The two both locked eyes and just stared for a moment, given it had been a hot minute.
“...You good man?” Jay quietly asked, worried and concerned for Cog. Cog nodded and started to step forward but tripped over his own feet. Jay reached out a hand to Cog to help him up. Cog, now blushing, looks up to Jay.
“Mm… I wanted to talk to you and the others though at some point… I think… I finally understand what love is. And sex. But mostly love. Sex… I have no interest in it… it kinda doesn’t feel right to me. I’m more… into romance. Kissing, cuddling, snuggling, nuzzles… I… I’m biromantic… and ace… I think those labels feel right to me.” Cog spoke, as Jay softly nodded.
“I mean, that’s fine. I don’t really care. You’re still the same guy as you were yesterday. Nothing really changes how I think of you.” As Jay spoke, Cog’s blush only grew more.
“Look… I wanted to say I think I really like you guys a lot, as in–” Cog was cut off by Jay, who only made a “tsk” noise.
“I already kinda knew that… You were blushing like mad, and the last time you saw any of us you kept blushing… Ya big goof… Here, we’ll invite you to the suite. You can stay with us and we’ll see what the others think of it.
Eventually, about a week later, Cog had settled in and was welcomed into the polycule, and so were three new children - triplets birthed by me, Error. All on April 28th of 2026. Named respectively Otto, Wolfgang and Heidi. Of course, Cog was clingy towards me after I gave birth, along with Jay, who was way too busy trying to worship me in the process.
Error Shark, written May 1st 2026.