#sugar rush zoe

[pepperlo]

🍬Sugar Rush Zoe Skin Concept🍬

A personal project I have been working on for a while now and I am finally done!~ I want to do more fan skin concepts for League of Legends in the future!!

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[hamlets-ak]

Can you write a fic about Reader and Tim celebrating their’s child’s birthday.

Have a nice day ❤️❤️

thank you so much for your request!! have a nice day as well <3

birthday boy ༊*·˚

༘♡ sometimes instead of lines, she'd draw stars, stars, stars...

in which you, timothée and your daughter wake up your son for his birthday

« Wake up! Come on! Wake up! »

You gasped your eyes immediately opening wide at the feeling of an object hitting the back of your head. A painful grunt escaped your lips, your fingers fumbling around the pillow only to find a purple stuffed dragon.

« Mom! », you heard your daughter’s loud groan as she shut the door behind her. You smiled at the sound of her little high-pitched angry voice. The room filled immediately with the energy of your six-year-old child, Zoe.

« Good morning, sweety, come here, » you motioned with your hand. She walked towards you and stood beside your bed, her lips pressed shut and her arms wrapped around her waist, amber eyes glaring at you.

« Good morning, » she said with a frown. The light slipped through the window and landed on top of her hair making it look golden like bleached buttercups. « Why are you still sleeping? Don’t you know what day it is? »

« Of course, we do, baby, » you turned around balancing on your elbows.

« Then why are you still sleeping? », she whined.

« We were just waking up, » you leaned to kiss her forehead while pulling behind her ears pieces of unruly hair. She still had her baby smell; warm summer skin, clean cotton, sugared milk. Her freshly washed hair made your whole room radiate chamomile, honey, and olives. She had definitely woken up in a mood but how could you be mad at her adorable face, her pouted lips, and her small nose that had Timothée’s little bump on it?

« But you are not waking up, » Zoe continued. « Daddy’s still sleeping! » You rubbed your eyes and covered your mouth to yawn before bringing forward her little stuffed animal.

« Why did you throw me on mom’s head, Zoe? », you changed your voice pretending it was the animal speaking. It was a game you had developed since she was a little kid and for some reason, it always made her happy. 

« It’s Marc’s birthday and they’re still in bed, Spike, » she replied. You clenched your jaw to hold your laughter. She was so cute and precious for this world. You just wanted to take her into a long hug, and never let her go.

« I think that if you give mommy a kiss and a hug she will fully wake up, » you added, a small smile growing on your face. Zoe stood on her tippy toes, pecked your lips, and gave you a quick hug. « That wasn’t a hug. »

« Oh! », she groaned in annoyance and then fell on you hugging you tightly with her small arms. You grinned and kissed her forehead again multiple times.

« Did Marc wake up? », you asked rubbing her cheek, her fingers hugging your wrist as she nuzzled her head in your palm.

« The birthday boy is still sleeping, » she mumbled. « No one is excited for today but me! » You laughed as your little girl tried to climb on top of the bed. « Dad, wake up! »

« Dad’s tired, baby, » you smiled at her warmly. « Let him sleep a few more minutes and then we'll go prepare the cake together, ‘kay? »

« No! », she cried and pulled the bed sheets to climb on top of the bed but failed miserably at her every attempt.

You gave her a hand to help her up. She struggled to move with her small feet getting tangled between the sheets until she finally stumbled and fell on the place between you and Timothée.

« Are you good baby? Did you hurt? », you rushed to ask her. She mumbled something but nodded.

« Dad, daddy! Wake up! », she sat on her knees shaking his shoulder. « Dad! » You fell back on your pillow and closed your eyes for a moment. It was Timothée’s turn. « No, mom, don’t fall asleep too! », she turned to you pulling your arm this time.

« I’m not sleeping, baby, » you chuckled at her. « Just resting my eyes for a second. »

« You always say that but then you end up sleeping, » Zoe furrowed her brows.

« Come here, » you opened your arms. « Let’s just rest our eyes for a few more minutes and then we’ll wake up daddy. »

« No! He has to wake up! », she cried and quickly climbed on top of Timothée’s chest. Tim’s first reaction before even opening his eyes was to smile. « Dad, » she softly touched his cheeks and leaned closer until their noses touched. « Get up! », she groaned lightly slapping his face a few times and then tried to pull his ear.

« Ah! », Timothée gasped, a painful expression painted on his face followed by a laugh. Zoe chuckled at the reaction she got until Tim started to tickle her belly making her collapse on top of him and burst into laughter.

« You tried to pull my ear? », he asked.

« No, no, » she said with difficulty between her giggles.

He then pulled her down, squeezing her into a tight hug, causing the girl to leave a small scream against his skin.

« Mom, help me! », she tented her hand to you with a grin. Timothée decided to let her free and turned his head to the side to face you. His face was pale, lips red and swollen, and the sleep was still hanging from his puffy eyes. You smiled at each other hearing your little girl’s giggles turning into uncontrollable laughter.

« Good morning, » Timothée whispered to her burring his head between fluffy curls and pressing his lips on her cheek.

« Morning, » she mumbled. Timothée held her hands as she sat on his stomach. 

« Baby, why are you up so early? », he asked then.

« It's Marc’s birthday! You forgot? »

« Who’s birthday? », Tim furrowed his brows.

« Dad! », Zoe cried. He laughed at her and then ruffled her hair.

« I’m just messing with you, my heart. »

« We don’t have time for jokes! », she widened her eyes and exchanged a look between you and Timothée.

« Careful, baby, » Timothée said giving her a hand as she jumped off the bed.

« Mom! Get up! Come on! », she shouted while running out of the room.

« Hey, careful with the running! », you shouted worriedly. Timothée chuckled as he nuzzled closer slipping his hand to your shoulder to get you into his arms.

« Careful with the running? », he left another small laugh. « What's next? Careful with the walking? »

« You want me to remind you what happened the last time she was running around the house? », you raised your eyebrows.

« You just exaggerate. You always do, » he pressed his lips at the edge of your mouth. « The floor was just wet and she slipped. » You lightly shook your head but Timothée smiled at your reaction. 

He held your gaze for a few moments before leaning his head to kiss you hard, his body slowly sliding on top of yours. You pushed him away making him fall to the side and release a heavy breath.

« Not now, » you laughed. « The kids are home. »

« Why do you have to be so dirty-minded? It was just a kiss, » he coked an eyebrow and pushed you playfully.

« Ah! », you gasped holding your shoulder. He beamed his eyes turning back to you.

« I love you so much. »

« Love you too, » you tilted your head to kiss his shoulder, your fingers kindly scratching his skin. He pulled back his hair and then rubbed his face with his palms as you kept staring at him, noticing the huge grin drawn on his face, caused by the thoughts he was having.

« I can’t believe it. Our little boy is nine. Nine! » You laughed, your fingers moving upper to pull his fallen curls behind his ear. His eyes moved at you.

« It’s crazy, » you bit your lips holding your smile. You shook your head lightly. « I still remember when they were tiny little babies and now... » Tim breathed out and then chuckled.

« Fuck they grow up so fast. » A smile grew on your lips as you gave him a last peck and stood up to move to the bathroom. « And before we know it they'll be off to college, » you heard Timothée’s voice.

« Don’t even want to think about it, » you murmured to yourself, cleaning your face and then brushing your teeth. Tim put on his shorts and followed you, balancing at the door with his bare shoulder, looking through his phone.

« My mom texted what time we’ll be there, » he said and then laughed. « She said that your mother has been up since five and she already started cooking. » You chuckled at his words. « I love your mom so much. She’s always so excited about our visits. »

« That’s because she loves the kids, » you said. « And you. » Tim moved closer wrapping his arms around you, his lips planting kisses from your neck, to your chin and your jaw, to your cheeks, your nose, your lips.

« I was thinking… », he said with a small smirk.

« Oh, » you muttered.

« Stop, » he bit your skin making you chuckle again. « I was thinking that maybe we could... you know, » he clenched his jaw, fingers slowly slipping between your hand. « Maybe we could have another baby. » Your lips separated not really sure how to respond. You didn't expect that. Your head turned back to look at his face balancing on top of your shoulder and locked eyes for a moment. He gulped and lowered his gaze to the sink. « No pressure, of course. I’m just throwing it on the table. I mean, I wouldn’t mind having another little creature running around the house when the floor is not wet. » You smiled warmly. « It’s really not a big deal, I just think we can do it - if you want it, of course. »

« Well, I really didn't expect that, » you left a laugh. « I need some time to think about it. »

« Sure, » he pecked your lips again and moved to the sink.

You waited for Timothée for a few moments before moving together to the kitchen. He pulled you back by your t-shirt causing you to laugh. His head leaned down pressing your cheek with his lips making you giggle.

You silently opened the door of your son’s bedroom and looked inside. There he was, a nine-year-old boy sleeping on a sunkissed bed. You couldn’t stop staring at him. He was a baby only a few years ago and now he was speaking, walking, going to school, playing basketball, and having friends.

« Our baby is nine, » Tim whispered to your ear. He pouted his lips. « I am so proud that we got ‘em. » You stayed silent staring at his figure spread across the bed, short curls of dark hair covering his face as small snores escaped his mouth. You got Timothée's hand on yours, intertwining your fingers, and pulled it up rubbing it lovingly. Your eyes moved up at him looking at the way he was gazing at your kid.

Timothée touched your back gesturing for you to follow him. In the kitchen, Zoe had already found her seat at the end of the counter, her color pencils spread around her, as she finished her painting.

« You are finishing your drawing, baby? », you asked as Tim got the video camera to see if it was charged.

« Mhm, » she nodded too absorbed. You leaned on your elbows next to her. « You like it, mommy? », she asked.

« Like it? I love it! Tell me more about your artwork, » you said truthfully.

« Girls, camera's on, » Timothée's voice was heard in the background and you motioned with your head for him to come and see Zoe's drawing.

« It’s me and Marc sitting at the beach, » she explained. You nodded eagerly and then pointed at the sky.

« Why is the sky purple? », you asked.

« It’s the sunset. »

« And that red circle it’s the sun? », you asked.

« Yes! », she grinned and hugged you tight. You messed her hair and then moved to the fridge to get out the cake and the frosting. Tim moved closer with the video camera in his hands.

« Can you tell us your name? », he sat in front of your girl.

« Em… my name is Zoe, » she mumbled her whole face heating up as she kept coloring the paper not making eye contact.

« Is it a special day today? », Tim asked.

« Yes! It's Marc’s birthday, » she smiled. « I’m finishing his drawing. That’s my gift for him. »

« Can you show the drawing to the camera? »

« Do you like it? », Zoe turned the drawing in Timothée’s direction.

« Wow! », he said making Zoe grin. « It's incredible, baby. We should frame it, » Timothée left the camera down.

« You think Marc’s going to like it? »

« Marc’s going to love it! », he kissed the top of her head wrapping his arms around her. « I noticed you put a lot of green. »

« That's because green is his favorite color. »

The conversation went on for quite a while, Zoe explaining to Timothée her artistic choices and him happily listening to everything she had to say and being a silly dad as always, while you were preparing the birthday cake writing ‘Happy Birthday Marc’ on top of it. Even though you were trying to be extremely concentrated not to ruin the cake you couldn’t help but laugh when you heard Zoe telling Tim that she didn’t want to be an artist, she wanted to be a swimmer or a « veterinariterian ».

Tim gave you a funny look of confusion to make sure you heard before turning back to your daughter. You raised your head to look at them.

« You mean veterinarian, baby? », he asked. She half-opened her mouth processing the word and then nodded.

« Ve-te-ri-na-te- »

« Veterinarian, » Tim repeated slower. « Come on you can do this. »

« Ve-te-ri-na-ri-an, » she tried to say it back.

« Yes, that’s it! »

« Veterinarian, » she nodded.

« You are doing so great, sweety, » you said. Timothée kissed her cheek and moved closer to you getting the dishes out of the way to the sink to wash them.

« I’m almost done here, » you let him know.

« Mom, can I eat the frosting? », Zoe asked.

« Baby, I don't think that’s a very healthy breakfast, » Tim replied instead of you.

« Dad, please, » she begged. « Mommy? »

« Dad’s right, Zo. »

« Please, please, please, please, » she begged you her hands tied together. « Just a spoon, please mommy. » You looked at Tim once but then gestured to her with your hand.

« Come on, get a spoon, » you smiled.

« Y/N, they are going to eat so much cake today that they’ll be sick tomorrow. »

« It’s just a spoon Timo, » you pulled his hair back, on your way to get your spoons.

« It’s a special day, dad, » Zoe murmured happily. 

« Okay then, I want some frosting too, » he mumbled taking the spoon off your hands.

« You shouldn’t eat because you’re going to eat so much cake today- », you started saying before he squeezed your waist making you jump away and leave a laugh. 

« Come on finish your sentence, » he laughed before squeezing you again.

« You need to stop this, » you widened your eyes a smile plastered on your lips as you held your arms forward to defend yourself. Zoe couldn’t stop laughing watching Timmy tying tightly his arms around you and pressing kisses on your lips.

There was this routine you followed on your children's birthday. You were waking up early, finishing the cake you had already spent hours preparing the previous night, and then waking up the kids with the song.

« Can I put the candles? », Zoe asked.

« Sure, baby, » you said looking at the way she carefully placed nine candles on top of it in a circle.

« I’m getting the lighter. I’m getting the lighter, » Tim repeated excitedly as you took the cake in your hands and moved to the door of your son’s bedroom with Zoe’s small feet following you, drawing in her hands and a grin that reached her ears. « Okay, » Timothée said out of breath.

After lighting the candles he slowly opened the door. Your boy was still on his bed sleeping. Timothée mouthed ‘one, two, three’ and then you all started singing to him in unison. You noticed how his hazel green eyes opened wide raising him from his sleep and then a small grin appeared at the edge of his mouth.

« Happy Birthday to You // Happy Birthday to You // Happy Birthday Dear Marc //Happy Birthday to You… », you sang all together. He quickly stood up on his feet and blew off the candles.

« Happy birthday, » Zoe left a small childish scream as she fell into his arms pushing both of them back to the bed. They hugged each other tightly and kissed the other’s cheeks.

Timothée crouched in front of him to reach his height holding his knees with a huge smile. He gently pushed the hair behind his ears, one hand resting on his cheek.

« Okay, » the words came out like a whisper. « You are one of the best things that ever happened to me and I am so grateful for having you, » he pressed his lips on his cheek and took him in a long hug. « I want you to know that I love you and I am so proud of the person you are becoming. »

« You are proud? », Marc held his wrist to look him in the eyes. Timothée chucked and leaned down until their foreheads touched.

« Of course I am, and you should be too. Happy birthday, Mars, » he ruffled his hair standing up.

« Ah, dad! », the boy gasped only for Tim to ruffle his hair again and press a kiss on the top of his head.

« I’ll take this, » Timothée kissed you on the lips and took the cake off your hands. « Baby, you’ll come and help? », he asked Zoe who rushed to follow.

You pulled out your lower lip looking at your son who lightly shook his head knowing what was going to follow.

« Happy birthday, » you took him into a hug, arms tightly wrapped around him as you pressed your sealed lips not to get emotional. « Can’t believe you are nine. Nine! Oh my God! »

« Come on, mom, » he patted your back. You smiled and pulled away letting him breathe.

« I love you so so much. »

« I know, you tell me every day, » Marc mumbled.

« Yes, and I will never stop saying that to you because no matter how old you grow, you will always be my sweet little boy whom I used to be so protective of and always will be in the future. »

#hamlets-ak #timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee fanfic #timothee chalamet social media au #timothee chalamet x you #timothee chalamet imagine #timothee chalamet fanfiction #timothee x y/n #dad timothee

[rosyjuly]

galex sugar rush au because i've been hooked on this terrible show and i want baker boys pining and whipping up gorgeous desserts.

The whole thing had been George’s idea. 

“No.” 

“Alex, come on,” George had said, trying to catch Alex’s eye, but Alex had been looking away, handsome face scrunched up in a grimace. 

“Be serious now,” Alex had scoffed. He had finished his coffee with one last gulp and sprung to his feet. George threw his paper cup in the trash and followed him inside, looking at the nape of Alex’s neck as they’d crossed out of the courtyard’s sunlight and back into the dark of the kitchen’s staff entrance. 

“I am being serious,” George had said, trying to keep his voice low, avoid drawing attention to the discussion now bordering on an argument. “Listen, it’s fifty grand – think about what we could do with that money.” 

Anyway, they’re watching the episode now with Alex’s siblings, piled too close together on the couch. 

“Don’t you start it without me,” Chloe says, pointing at Alex, when the microwave beeps. Alex’s apartment is only barely bigger than a studio; with the six of them crammed into the makeshift living room it feels practically claustrophobic, a train carriage at peak hour. The old couch doesn’t have the stamina to support three people anymore and every time Alex shifts it sags and sends George and Zoe tumbling down into the middle, the two of them pooling around Alex in a tumble of legs. George keeps his hands in his lap, just in case. 

“I’m telling you,” Alex groans, “you already know the result! Why are you making such a big deal out of it?” 

“If it was a big deal you’d have fucking made something,” Luca says without looking up from his phone. 

“There’s popcorn,” Alex tells him, nodding at Chloe who’s returning with two bowls from the kitchen. 

“Albono, you’re the laziest person I know,” George says. He drags a playful hand through Alex’s hair; the bleached strands are soft between his fingers. 

“I deal with enough food during my day job if you haven’t noticed, thank you very much,” Alex says, rolling his eyes. He doesn’t pull his head away though. He picks up the remote and presses play, which finally shuts everyone up, even if just while Hunter March explains the rules of the chocolate-themed episode. 

“Aww, I didn’t remember you guys had matching little outfits,” Zoe clicks her tongue. 

“George’s idea,” Alex says, reaching around blindly for the popcorn. He’s right. It was: but it’s just blue aprons, nice cotton ones in a deep navy color, big, practical pockets on both sides. George actually wanted headbands, too, but Alex took one look at the bandanas, and said it’s either them or him. It was an easy choice, after that. 

George crosses his arms over his chest as the other teams are introduced. Most of them look smooth, in sync; he’s been trying to avoid stressing about how he and Alex will come across. 

“We’re friends and coworkers,” he sees himself say on screen, over-articulating the words like he does when he’s stressed. Alex next to him looks almost bored, eyebrow half-cocked at the camera. 

“I got him drunk enough to admit that he hired me because he thought I was cute,” Alex says, flashing a bright smirk. 

“For the record, I don't have hiring privileges,” George-on-the-screen says after a guffaw. George remembered feeling caught out: it’s not like Toto hadn’t asked him what he thought of Alex after his trial shift, and Alex was definitely his type: tall and handsome with an attitude. And he hadn’t even bleached his hair back then. 

“Oh, you guys were laying it on pretty thick,” Zoe says, stuffing a handful of popcorn into her mouth. 

George hums, crosses his arm on his chest. He and Alex look like as much of a well-oiled team on screen as they feel in the kitchen, leaning close together over the countertop, notebook spread out in front of them. 

“I think we should do something a bit more out of the box,” George-on-the-screen says, sketching up the bottom of the cupcake. “Peanut butter, raspberry, chili – that’s done and dusted.” 

“Why don’t we do a pistachio one?” Alex says. He draws the frosting, dots the top part of the swirl. “Pair it with some nice dark chocolate in the dough, some crushed nuts on top, hm?” 

In the next interlude, Alex says, his apron clean, his hair artfully swept to one side, “He makes it tasty, I make it look good.” 

George snorts, nudges their knees together. “As if it wasn’t you coming up with that concept and like, half of the others.” 

Alex doesn’t answer, but he presses his leg along George’s. 

George still can’t believe Jacques Torres was in the same room, that he tasted their cupcake and liked it – liked it enough to name them the winners of the first round, blown away by the richness of the frosting, the satisfying, salty crunch of toasted pistachios. 

For the confection, the two other teams already picked ruby chocolate, so they settled on gold instead to set themselves apart. George isn’t sure how much footage will be shown of them – probably more, now that one team’s already been eliminated. But he isn’t prepared for the exact moment when Alex-on–the-screen says, “Why don’t we do ice cream?”, watches with avid mortification how George-on-the-screen immediately nods, face tense, mouth pressed in a thin line. 

“I can do it with liquid nitrogen,” George-on-the-screen offers, already checking the shelves for the equipment. 

“Those glasses are so funny,” Chloe says, phone pointed at the screen. She’s posting a story about it – George can’t wait to see the mocking caption. Better to focus on how silly he looks while he’s taking out the ice cream of the container, goggles and big, rubbery gloves on, instead of the immediacy he seeks to fulfill Alex’s every request. He’s never even used liquid nitrogen before; only knew the technique in theory. And it showed. The ice cream came out a touch too soft. Not even Alex’s carrot cake crumble could save it; the judges were more impressed by the flambéd bananas with the ruby chocolate soufflé. 

But they went through. The girls exhale in relief, and so does George, even though he knows the outcome, has lived it for months now. 

In the final round, they have to create a chocolate wonderland; whatever that means. George remembers the paralyzing fear he felt in the moment, blanking – but Alex was already sketching, his face lit up with excitement, hands moving in sweeping, relaxed motions. 

“And we can do the ferris wheel with salt sticks,” Alex-on-the-screen is saying. 

So they made a realistic Winter Wonderland cake; the fair in a cold, London December, covered in mud instead of snow. A large sheet cake with silky chocolate ganache, on top the barren trees, overpriced amusement rides. 

It must look impressive enough, because even Luca puts his phone away, watches the screen with barely concealed attention. Alex-on-the-screen is making the ganache, pouring heated up heavy cream over the chocolate. When he calls George over for a second opinion, he’s offering the spoon, his other hand cupped under it for any spillage. George-on-the-screen is taken aback, blinking owlishly for a few seconds before snapping out of it and tasting. It was exquisite, of course. 

When they’re done with the assembly and the piping, Alex-on-the-screen asks, “Do you need me to boss you around?” because George keeps hovering at the edge of the shot, fetching salt sticks and shying away from trying to build the freaking carousel. 

“Mate, the editors really liked you,” George snorts, trying to hide his embarrassment. “I had good moments, too! Where are they!”

“Natural charm, what can I say,” Alex says, but he nudges a friendly shoulder against George’s. 

It doesn’t even come as a surprise that they win. Their opponents’ cake was, well, cute, but lacked the kind of single-minded focus Alex and him brought to the table. 

On the screen, he and Alex hug long enough that something starts fizzing in his stomach, hot and uncomfortable. He excuses himself as the music starts up and Hunter March starts thanking them for watching another episode, stares at himself in the bathroom mirror. It can’t be that obvious all the time, he thinks, because otherwise Alex would have noticed it already, would have said something. Anything. 

When he comes out, Alex and Zoe are talking in the kitchen, voices low and hushed. He raps his knuckles lightly against the door. Zoe looks up, face sharp as she says, “I better go, I’m already an hour late to my friends.” Before she leaves, she fixes Alex with one last look that almost makes George flinch. It would be better to flee. Easier, at least. But Alex has always been kind; even if they hadn’t won the prize, if they hadn’t convinced Susie to invest in their confectionery, Alex wouldn’t just blank him. 

The front door closes. The flat is quiet again: it’s just the two of them and the dishes in the sink. George itches to grab a sponge and occupy his hands; shoves them in his pocket instead. 

“Felt weird to see ourselves like that.” 

“Yeah,” Alex says, giving him a small smile. He doesn’t seem mad, truly. “Kinda insane to think about it, still, you know? Winning. Um, the money, of course. Our own place.” He looks down and shakes his head, smiling to himself. 

“We make a good team,” George allows himself to say. 

“We sure do.”

For a few seconds, they watch each other, the silence stretching like a taut bow. Then Alex clears his throat – George tries to steel himself for the blow, school his face into something neutral enough for the rejection. 

“Um. Zoe said,” and he clears his throat again, “she said that I should man up – her words, not mine – that I’ve wasted enough time already.”

“With, uh, with me?” George asks with a valiant attempt to ignore the lump in his throat. 

“Yes– no! Not with the shop, of course, just–” Alex scrubs a hand over his face. “Fuck, I’m getting this all wrong, just, let me–” and then he’s stepping in, cupping George’s nape with a hand as he slots their mouths together. George makes a noise that he’d deny on his deathbed – Alex seems into it anyways, he thinks – and presses closer, kisses him back. 

#would i recomment the show? ehhhh #but it's fun and this is like 1.7k written in a few hours just because #galex #little fic #george/alex #idk my own tagging system but what's new!

[eva-knits12]

More CE characters as dads

Pete Brenner

Pete loves being a dad.

You both wake up before Zoe.

Every day, you bring lunch and Zoe to the office.

Pete gets to spend every afternoon with his daughter.

Pete is very protective of you and Zoe.

"She's not dating until she's 30!"

Pete loves watching Zoe dance.

He watches Bluey with her.

Pete loves cooking for both you and Zoe.

He finds cooking to be very relaxing.

He loves making ribs and chicken bites.

He loves making soups, chili, and even tacos and fajitas.

Movie nights involve Disney films, and even stuff that you and Pete will watch after you put Zoe to bed.

Pete loves reading to Zoe.

Family days are often spent at the library, the bookstore, picnics in the park, apple and pumpkin picking in the fall, and decorating the Christmas tree in the winter.

Halloween involves you staying back to pass out candy, but Pete and Zoe often go trick or treating.

Pete will have some decaf coffee, while he pulls Zoe in her wagon or even walk her in her stroller.

Zoe gets tons of candy.

Pete is an amazing dad.

When you were pregnant with Zoe, Pete was a doting partner.

Foot rub and back rubs were a must!

Pete wouldn't let you carry anything, walk without assistance, or do anything without assistance.

Pete takes Zoe and you out on a nice, casual family night.

Pizza is a must with Zoe.

You and Pete often get Mexican food or even Chinese.

Pete wouldn't trade this for the world.

You and Zoe are his world.

Zoe eventually gets a sibling! She gets a sister!

Now, Pete has three favorite girls!

Cole Turner

Cole is a doting partner.

He's more nervous and anxious than you are.

You have to push the twins out!

Every day, Cole goes through the hospital bag.

He prepares for each scenario, including needing to give birth before you guys get to the hospital.

You actually give birth to the twins-when Cole is rushing you to the hospital!

You give birth to the twins in the back of the car!

Lucas is born first, then Dawn is born.

Cole called an ambulance, but the twins were coming, whether you wanted them to come out or not.

Luckily, Cole has seen this quite often on the farm, so he immediately sprung into action.

He knew how to check to see how far you were dilating, and you were at ten centimeters before you got the hospital, and your contractions got to two minutes apart, Cole removed your pants and your panties, and told you to start pushing!

Yep, you're one of the few wives who can say that her husband delivered her babies. He didn't help deliver them, Cole actually delivered them.

The ambulance arrives, and you were taken to the hospital, with Cole following.

Who knew that the same place where you got a flat tire, wound wind up being the same place where you gave birth to Lucas and Dawn?

Cole teaches Lucas and Dawn about plants and animals.

He reads to them, because Cole is an avid reader.

At the end of the day, Cole cooks for you.

Hot sandwiches with mashed potatoes and gravy, meatloaf, burgers, sausages, pork chops, baked chicken, fried chicken, Cole cooks it.

Cole finds cooking helps him relax, and it helps with his anxiety.

Movie nights with Cole involve popcorn, pillows, cuddling, and foot rubs.

Cole loves giving you a foot rub at the end of a long day of teaching.

For your birthday, anniversary, even a date night, Cole always remembers your favorite flowers and chocolates.

Cole loves making the baby food-he insisted that the baby food be homemade by him using vegetables from the garden and that it's organic and low in sugar-and giving Lucas and Dawn their bottles.

When Lucas and Dawn are older, they have a little outfit they wear when they are helping daddy on the farm. It involves a bucket hat, jeans, and a cute denim over shirt for Lucas, and cute overalls, a cute sun hat, and cute rubber boots for Dawn. Lucas has his own pair of rubber boots with the Captain America shield on it.

Lucas and Dawn follow Cole with their cute, plastic watering cans, pails, and shovels.

They even have baskets to pick the veggies.

Date nights are the best!

It involves the theatre, the movies, the beach, even the museum.

Cole wouldn't trade this for the world.

Ari Levinson

Ari is an amazing husband.

You have your kids later than most couples.

You were diagnosed with cervical cancer during your first year of marriage.

Ari was with you the entire time.

He would fuss over you.

You could only keep down pancakes and chicken broth when you were undergoing chemo.

When you found out were pregnant, Ari wouldn't let you lift anything, carry anything, or do anything.

You could go on walks.

You give birth to Zachary Andrew and Elijah Matthew.

A few years later, you give birth to Lillian Eve.

Ari loves taking you on date nights.

Family movie nights involve watching a movie that both boys pick out without arguing.

Popcorn is a must.

So is dollar store candy.

You and Ari often cook together.

Gyros are a family favorite.

(I love gyros, and they're popular around here. I like lots of Tzatziki sauce on mine.)

Ari will often a make a Greek salad to have on the side.

Ari loves making breakfast.

Ari and you often enjoy some coffee when you can actually have some peace, and that's after you put Lillian down for a nap.

Ari works from home, since he's runs an online import business.

He used to run a resort at one point.

He was even a high school geography teacher.

But, he quit those to run an online import business.

You work as a medical coder, and work from home.

You and Ari both have a shared office.

It works out, because you are both home with the twins and the baby.

Date nights are amazing.

It can involve an escape room, watching the sunset, going to open mic night, an evening picnic, even seeing a movie in the theatre.

Ari and you get the kids and Ari gets Lillian to sleep.

He puts the covers over you, and kisses your cheek just as you go to sleep.

#chris evans #team chris #chris evans fandom #pete brenner #cole turner #ari levinson

[imsparky2002]

Class of Villainy - Lil’ Villains

Mari De Vil: This little fashionista hurts animals on the regular and always dresses to impress at daycare. A cruel and horrid little girl.

JafAdrien: A scheming and wicked boy who puts on a cute face to get what he wants. Loves snakes and has a pet parrot with him to spy on other kids. Someday he’s gonna be the best sorcerer in the world.

YzAlya: This girl loves to create new potions and plan havoc, too bad her big sister is always accidentally foiling her plans. Likes turning teachers and adults into animals.

Honest Nino: The little fox-hybrid uses his cute looks to con people. You’ll find him snuggling with Alya in his fox hole.

Prince of Hearts: Nathaniel is madder than a hatter, and the little boy will find any excuse to resort to decapitation. Everyone has to follow his ridiculous rules, or face the consequence.

Prince Marc: The Poison Prince sees himself as fairest of all children (except for his friend Nathaniel, to whom he is equal), and will do anything to keep it that way. Him and Alya like making poison and potions together, and Marc is always staring at himself in the mirror.

Maxiro: A infant genius who’s already planning world domination before snacktime. Little guy’s constructing toy robots and having a blast doing so.

Kimton: A arrogant and rude kid who’s mean to non-villainous girls, and those he thinks are weak. Wants to be a hunter like his Dad.

Alix Khan: The little Princess of the Jungle. This tiger-hybrid toddler loves pouncing and scratching at her prey, but is scared of fire. She’s one evil kitty.

Juleficent: The tiny Mistress of All Evil, this small goth loves to spread wickedness with her staff. Her favorite thing to do is make those no-fun adults nap with her sleep spell. Wishes she could turn into a dragon. Turns her twin brother Luka into a raven for fun.

Princess Rose Candy: The digital infant Princess of Sugar Rush (She was never Pigella in this universe) who was given glitching powers by her best friend, Juleka. Don’t let the bright clothes and squeaky voice fool you, she’s pure evil. Loves to give and eat candy.

Ivan Oogie: The boogiebaby loves frightening his friends and enemies. He’s always up to no good, trying to find something to torture the staff with. Ivan can’t wait until he’s older, when things’ll get really scary.

Mylensula: This tiny sea witch is already quite the devious girl. She uses little crayons and paper to get contracts, and likes stealing voices all for herself.

Madame Sabrina: The girl absolutely loves diamonds and will do anything to have them. Her, Chloe, and Marinette are rich playdates who already have an extreme sense of self-worth.

Lady Chloe: Despite only being a toddler, Chloe makes adults cower when she gives them a death stare. A refined and insidious young girl, she hates plebs and those who are utterly ridiculous.

Kagami Yu: The daughter of a warlord, this little general is eager for the day she can conquer in battle. Always carrying around her toy sword, Kagami’s always up for a fight.

Madame Aurore: A demented and batty child with a love for the gruesome and grim. She’s always bouncing off the walls, and needs to be watched constantly.

Mireides: The toddler Goddess of Death is always snarking about her situation. She likes burning things with her hair, punishing her Kwamis, or causing trouble with Aurore. When she throws a temper tantrum, it gets ugly.

Zoe of the Southern Isles: The princess who’s tired of being ignored by people. Pretends to be a sweet and kind little girl, but is actually a wicked baddie. Loves to have pretend sword fights with her best friend, Kagami.

Jeanatoa: A small crab-hybrid who loves shiny things. They’re always snatching jewels and trinkets with their pincers. He also loves putting on shows for his classmates, and really wants to eat his grandma.

Cosetteweather: This lamb-hybrid is already prepping for office. They follow around Zoe and help her with her plans to become Princess. It pretends to be a shy meek little kid, but is a smart cookie who’ll do anything to get power. Loves being with Zoe.

Doctor Cabello: They may be a toddler, but they already have friends on the other side. They like to use hoodoo magic and talismans to cause trouble, mainly by getting their shadows to do their bidding. They also love teasing the little choir boy, Simon.

Simon Frollo: A very religious little boy, always babbling about “no sinning” and how “God” is so cool. He’ll do naughty things and then say that God told them to do it. Has a puppy-love relationship with Denise, ironically enough.

Ismascar: The Prince of the Jungle who longs to be king. He’s a naughty cub who gets his hyena friends to do his bidding. You’ll find him playing with Alix, usually with strings or yarn. Loves his daddy very much.

Reshma Hook: The toddler daughter of Captain Aabha, one of the greatest pirates ever known. Aabha and Anarka Couffaine are friends, so their daughters were playmates before daycare. Reshma takes after her mommy, and loves pilfering gold or other valuable items, when she can find it.

Lacey Gothel: The little girl is a serial killer in the making. She’s always lurking somewhere with her toy knife, waiting to strike. Loves disguises and hates old people.

And that’s the rotten bunch of kids that poor Bustier and Mendeliev have to control. We’ll be seeing more of them, as well as the ‘Lil Heroes soon in the future. As always, make sure to reblog, reply, ask, and post your thoughts. @artzychic27 @msweebyness

#lil' villains #class of villainy #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #akuma class #science kids #daycare au #daycare #baby au #baby #disney #disneyau

[thesugarclubs-blog]

The Boardwalk - AU Bucky Barnes x OC

warnings: harassment, manipulation, blood kinks, biting, smut, Minors DNI

word count: 8k

WP: https://www.wattpad.com/1261295566-the-boardwalk-zoe

Note: This is a vampire AU Bucky Barnes; please keep that in mind as you proceed

Masterlist

Romanian translations: "Numai că mi-aș dori să gust din acea gustare delicioasă înaintea ta, Barnes." = "Only I wish I could taste that delicious snack before you, Barnes." "Ne vedem în iad, idiotule", = see you in hell, asshole

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Zoe stood on the boardwalk, the smell of cotton candy and stale donuts hung thick in the air. The sound of carnival music was all she could hear and the lights from the fair bounced off of the water. It would be a great night if her friend was actually here.

She checked her phone, sighed, and sent Lily another text.

Where are you? It's been half an hour and this boardwalk thing was your stupid idea.

Zoe clutched her phone like a life raft, and pulled her jacket a little tighter around her body. The cool air coming off of the ocean was enough to chill her to the bone. She could hear the screams and laughter of people on the rides behind her and gnawed on her lip. It was so typical of Lily to ditch her like this.

"Fuck this," she muttered, turning on her heel and walking down the boardwalk toward the beer garden.

If Lily wasn't going to show up, Zoe would make her own fun.

It was quiet, still the time of evening where kids haven’t yet run wild with a sugar rush, but Zoe had time.

As she wandered up to the bar, she noticed that the only other people were a group of friends crowded round a table in the corner.

She sat down at the bar checking her phone again to see that Lily had left her on read.

“What will you be having?” asked the bartender as he came up to her.

Zoe felt goosebumps forming on her skin as her eyes shot up from her phone screen. The bartender's eyes were friendly enough but she could feel someone else's boring into her back as soon as she sat down, something just felt off.

"I-" she turned around quickly as she felt something brushing her back, but when she saw that nobody was behind her, she turned back to the bartender, "I'll like a shot of the strongest stuff you have, please."

“Sure, coming right up…you looking for someone?“ the bartender asked as he turned to get the shot glass from behind the bar.

“Huh? Oh, um…no, sorry, did you see someone walk by just now?” Zoe asked the bartender, who she noticed had beautiful facial features and deep, dark eyes. She swallows a “thanks” and downs her shot.

The man watched her for a moment, the curiosity in his eyes sending a slight chill down her spine before he shook his head. "No, sorry."

Zoe nodded, glancing behind her once again to do a quick scan of the garden and then turning back around, "Can I have another?" She asked as her eyes met his.

“Everything all right?” he asked as he poured another shot.

As Zoe opened her mouth to speak she distinctly felt someone tap her shoulder and she spun around, heart racing.

A tall blonde stood directly behind her, close enough that the leather of his jacket brushed against her arm. The predatory look in his eye combined with a smug smirk did nothing to calm her nerves.

"Looks like you need some company," he murmured before taking the next stool over as alarm bells sounded in Zoe's head.

Gulping nervously, Zoe scooted back away from him on her stool the best she could before muttering a "Not interested. Thank you." And turning back to the bartender to signal for another shot.

Not one to take no for an answer, the blonde leaned close in her personal space and whispered, "Come on, it's no fun drinking alone."

Zoe took a calming breath, praying the guy would just leave her alone. Maybe if she ignored him, he would eventually leave ?

"Playing hard to get, hm? I like that.." The man smirked beside her. He turned his body on the stool to face her.

Zoe could feel his eyes racking over her, causing her to pull the hem of her shirt down to cover the small sliver of skin that was visible. "I appreciate the sentiment, but I'm waiting for someone and that seat is taken." She finally spoke, staring down at her shot glass.

One finger danced around the top of her shot glass before the bartender gave her a new one, shooting the liquid back in her throat as she felt the man’s disgusting and rotten breath getting closer to her ear.

Her fists clenched and the bartender must've noticed her being uncomfortable due to his raised voice, eyes shooting daggers at the man. “Didn’t you hear the lady? She’s expecting someone, back off man.”

The blonde stranger sneered at the bartender and cocked his head to the side.

"How about you mind your goddamn business, you motherfu--"

"And you can mind yours and leave the lady alone, John," a voice from behind Zoe growled.

She turned to see a tall blonde man in a black leather jacket, a white t-shirt, and blue jeans standing behind her. He grabbed John by the back of his jacket, spun him around, and pushed him against the bar, taking his t-shirt collar in his large fist. Zoe watched with wide eyes as he leaned forward.

"Get the fuck out of here. Now."

He practically tossed John across the beer garden and cracked his neck, turning to Zoe.

"Sorry about him. He likes to think he's entitled to any woman who walks in here." The stranger sticks his hand out. "I'm Steve."

Zoe blinked, stunned for a moment at the commotion that just had occurred, only brought out of it when Steve spoke up again.

“You’re welcome to join me and my friends, Bucky likes to keep an eye on any newbies… keep ‘em safe from the likes of John.” He grinned, shifting to the side a little so Zoe could see over his shoulder, her eyes falling on a dark haired man she assumed was ‘Bucky’ who was looking right at her.

She turned to face the bartender and raised her eyebrow in question.

“You don’t have to worry about Steve and Bucky, they are some of the few decent guys left in the city” he replied with a kind smile

Zoe bit the inside of her cheek in thought as she slowly moved her gaze back and found Bucky's eyes. This isn't something she would normally do, but there was something about him that she just couldn't shake, she couldn't rip her eyes off his, she felt the need to be closer to him.

He kept staring at her with that imitating look on his face, not even blinking once.

“What'd Ya say, hm? I promise, we don’t bite,” Steve grinned. “Plus, you’ll be in good company.”

"Um…oh fuck it, why not? Not like my alleged friend is gonna show. Lead the way", Zoe said, as Steve extended his hand toward her. She took it and thought, the bartender was right, he is one of the few decent guys left, but no more drinking, unless it's water, be smart Zoe!

Steve led her to the table where she was once again met with the alluring and intriguing dark briny blue eyes of the man that Steve called Bucky. Zoe almost missed Steve pulling her chair out for her to sit. She was so distracted by this man - he truly was physical perfection, even under his jeans and leather jacket.

Zoe slid into the chair, a pit of anxiety suddenly forming in her stomach as Steve slid into the chair next to the blue eyed man. The corner of his mouth turned up ever so slightly that if she wasn't staring at him, she would have missed it.

"Always gotta be the hero huh, Stevie?" His voice was husky with just enough gravel that the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end, even as he spoke his eyes never left her.

Zoe startled as Steve barked a laugh, shoving his friend. Eye contact broken, she glanced down, trying to ignore both the creeping sensation down her back and the tightening of her core.

"Don't worry, sweetheart," Bucky whispered in a smooth voice. "You're safe with us. Walker's a fuckin' creep, but he knows better."

Zoe looked up, finally meeting his gaze once more.

"And what makes you any different than him? You have the same jacket. Belong to a club or something?" she asked, the liquor quickly making her much braver than she was moments ago at the bar.

Smirking, Bucky's eyes glint with mirth as they make contact with hers, his mouth lifted in one corner as he answered, "Not a club, per say," he said shrugging a shoulder as he reached for his drink and she gets a whiff of his heady cologne.

"But if we were, John's membership is 'bout to expire." He grinned at her and Zoe's heart stuttered as Steve laughed again.

"I'm surprised you put up with his ass." Zoe returned his grin. A comfortable warmth spread through her body. She felt an unexplainable pull towards this charming stranger.

Bucky snorted a laugh as he took a sip of his drink. He turned his gaze to Steve, "I like her, Stevie" He said, before shifting back towards Zoe, and raising an eyebrow, a cocky grin on his lips, "What's your name, love?"

His baby blue eyes buried right into her soul, but she swore she could sense something darker that was lurking behind the softness in his eyes and Zoe felt her cheeks starting to flush.

He did something to her, something that she hadn't felt before, fingers picking anxiously on the skin. “It’s Zoe.” She answered with a soft smile.

He studied her face, eyes landing on her throat as he dragged his tongue across his plump bottom lip.

"Pretty name," he said softly. He stuck out his hand and Zoe shook it, his skin cool to the touch. Bucky ran his thumb across her knuckles and smiled as a deep flush crept into Zoe's cheeks. "I haven't seen you around here before, darlin'. You new in town?"

She felt like she was swallowing cotton, but she let the alcohol take over, smirking as his eyes twinkled.

"Maybe you just weren't looking hard enough."

Zoe watched as Bucky and Steve exchanged a look, their eyes gleaming with something that made her toes curl and heart race, pulse thudding in her neck.

“Is that so?” Bucky chuckled darkly as his fingers crept to her wrist, “I guess I’m lucky that a gorgeous thing like you would show up when I least expect it.”

Zoe could feel her cheeks flush even more as she took a few long deep breaths trying to slow her heart rate. Zoe could almost hear her heart in her ears.

“Well I guess it’s a good thing my friend never showed up today then.” She laughed.

A shiver ran up her spine as Bucky settled his thumb at her pulse point and grazed the skin softly, eyes scanning her face and neck. She had never been looked at with such intent and desire. It was almost as if he was studying her, commiting her to memory.

"Fate works in mysterious ways, huh?" her voice almost a whisper as she found her ground again trying to best his gaze.

Bucky let out a chuckle as Steve threw his head back and palmed his chest.

"Oh, I don't think fate had anything to do with it sweetheart." he tsked.

“What do you mean?” She asked curious, something in her core made her feel that something wasn’t right about the situation she was in. Zoe took a quick look over to the kind bartender who was cleaning a glass and giving her a wink.

“Eyes on us, love.” Bucky’s voice held a seductive tone.

Zoe looked back at Bucky apprehensively, but also extremely intrigued. The feeling in her stomach was quickly taken over by a more nefarious one. The second she looked at Bucky and Steve, she couldn't turn away even if she tried. She was enchanted, and she knew it.

"Sorry, I suddenly forgot what I was saying for a minute…" Zoe said gravelly.

"Well, then," Bucky announced decisively, "I think we have outstayed our welcome, boys. Zoe, care to join us for the evening?" Zoe knew she shouldn't, but her body was on autopilot at this point. All she could do was nod her head yes

She watched as Bucky flashed her a smooth grin while he stood, holding out his hand for her. "Come on, little one." Zoe heard a small chuckle come from Steve as he shook his head standing and tossing a few bills onto the table.

"Where are we going?" Zoe asked, her hand reaching out for his as if they were magnetized together. Bucky’s grin widened as their hands met, his thumb rubbing circles on the back of her hand.

“Don’t you worry that pretty little head of yours, we’re just gonna go play some carnival games,” Bucky said, pulling her close to him. “Maybe if you’re lucky I’ll win you a prize.”

They exited the beer garden, now accompanied by a few others that Zoe didn't notice before. Steve leaned down to Zoe's ear as the lights of the carnival colored their skin a bright red and yellow.

"Your friend Lily really liked that bear I got her," he whispered with a toothy grin as a redhead behind Zoe snickered.

Bucky glared at his friend, pulling Zoe closer to his body before throwing an arm over her shoulder. Any alarm bells that were ringing in Zoe's mind due to Steve's words immediately stopped.

"What is he talking about?" Zoe looked up at Bucky as they approached the boardwalk.

"Nothing you should worry yourself about, sweetheart." Bucky told her darkly as they neared where the boardwalk met the sandy beach, rolling his eyes at Steve who shrugged innocently.

Zoe walked with him, her nails dug nervously into her palms and his hold around her shoulders preventing any other movement but to follow him, the spike in her heartbeat evident to Bucky and his companions due to the mouthwatering smell of her becoming more prominent.

Her boots sunk into the soft sand, making it harder for her to walk. Her intoxicated mind whirred as she questioned what she was even doing here with them.

One look at Bucky, she knew exactly why she left with them.

His mere presence completely compelled her to make stupid decisions.

The group kept walking along the beach, Steve falling back to walk with a redhead, who Zoe soon learned was named Natasha, while she stayed glued to Bucky's side.

"So… you wanted the fresh meat all to yourself, didn't you Barnes?" Walker's words came, slurred from behind them.

Zoe's breath caught in her throat, as her heartbeat thudded in her chest. As if he could sense her unease, Bucky's grip tightened around her, bringing her body slightly behind his, as they spun around to stare at the blonde man from the bar.

A deep growl left Bucky's chest, and Zoe could have sworn she saw his eyes flash to a bright amber color. "Get out of here Walker, before you do something you regret…"

"Yeah?" Walker slurred, throwing his arms out to his side with a cocky, drunken grin on his face. "Like what, Barnes? You're just a pussy--"

Bucky's body clenched like a fist before he lunged at Walker, grabbing him by the throat. The two of them wrestled, falling onto the sand as Zoe watched Bucky get the upper hand. Walker was pinned to the ground by his throat as Bucky leaned in, and Zoe saw his eyes flash yellow-- just for a second. She blinked and shook her head. It must be the alcohol.

Bucky snarled, lip curling as he bared his teeth. Walker growled back as the moonlight poured down from the sky.

"I said back off, Walker. You've been a thorn in my side for too long."

“Careful, Barnes or you’ll scare away your meal.” John hissed between heavy breaths against Bucky’s cheek and Steve steered Zoe away towards Natasha, John’s words dying out as her focus was drawn to the sultry redhead.

Natasha grabbed hold of Zoe with surprising strength and spun her around so her back was to the commotion.

“Let the boys handle Walker, he’s had this coming for a while. Just keep your eyes on me, ok?” Natasha said with a calming voice

She tried to move her eyes away from her and back to Bucky but she couldn't break off from Natasha's gaze. "What did he mean? I do-"

Natasha grabbed her shoulders with a soft but firm hand as she turned her around to face in the other direction. "Don't worry about a thing, Zoe. Everything's going to be fine." she cooed

Natasha made sure to keep Zoe’s face directed at the ocean when Bucky and Steve handled John.

“Anything you wanna say that’ll make it easier to end you Walker?” Bucky hissed into his face. "Numai că mi-aș dori să gust din acea gustare delicioasă înaintea ta, Barnes." Walker snarled and spat at Bucky, hitting him in the face.

"Alright that's enough of you," Bucky said, as he grabbed Walker by the neck. "Ne vedem în iad, idiotule", Bucky whispered in Walker's ear as he twisted his arms around, breaking his neck in one swift motion.

All Zoe heard was the snap of Walker's neck and her eyes went wide as she snapped her eyes up to Nat, who soothingly stroked her arm in an attempt to both comfort and distract the terrified woman.

"What--" Zoe started, her voice so quiet she wasn't even sure if she was speaking out loud, "What did he say?"

Nat smiled softly, shaking her head. "Nothing you need to worry about." Her voice soothed, "How old are you, sweetie?"

Zoe's brow furrowed for only a moment before another gentle swipe of Nat's soft thumb ran over her cheek and almost like a switch, her body felt tense but somehow calm. "27." She managed out as another smile spread across bright painted lips.

“Delicious,” Natasha said, moving her arm to wrap around Zoe’s shoulders.

“Nat,” came Bucky’s voice, Zoe shivering at the dark tone. “Why don’t you go help Steve, I’ll hang out with Zoe now.”

Zoe looked back, catching a glimpse over Bucky's broad frame of Steve smiling with glee as a guy she heard them call Sam tossed him a lighter.

"You never let me have any fun, James," Natasha said in a pouty voice as Bucky smirked.

"Yeah, because your idea of fun is very…messy."

Nat rolled her eyes before trailing her nail across Zoe's cheek and walking away. She felt a trickle of something on her face and moved to wipe it away, fingertips red with blood.

Zoe's eyes widened at the sight, panic began to creep up rapidly inside her as she wiped frantically at her cheek, every swipe of her fingers increasing the pain.

"Hey- Hey Zoe, Zoe look at me," Bucky grabbed her hand and brought it close to his chest, stilling her movements as he bent his knees a little to look her in the eyes.

"Wha- What's happening?" "Nothing. You're okay." He said in a low, calm voice to her and suddenly she could breathe more evenly.

"I - I'm okay" Zoe repeated, unable to take her eyes away from his own. The lights from the carnival above reflected in them and made the blueness look like a soft purple with waves of a deep navy crashing through it.

A calm smile, spread across his lips, as he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, trailing his fingertips down her neck and across her throat, "Atta girl.." He whispered.

His voice soothing, but still, Zoe felt the need to close her eyes and take a deep breath to prevent herself from fainting, blood was something she was sensitive to ever since she was a child and everything around started to spin.

A warm breath tickled her face as cold hands embraced her cheeks, making her widen her eyes. His words sounded enchanting in her ears.

“There you are, sweet thing. I thought I'd lost you for a sec there. “ Bucky said with a soft smile as he slightly ducked to be eye level.

As they walked back towards the group Zoe couldn’t help but notice the odd shapes of the logs in the fire and a strange smell…what were they burning?

“This is going to sound crazy…but I swear your eyes just turned a different color,” Zoe said looking up at Bucky. “No, that's not possible… I’ve had too much to drink.”

He let out a low chuckle and looked at her with a wide and toothy grin.

“Maybe it was the lights from the carnival, princess, they get brighter the later it gets.” Bucky whispered in Zoe’s ear as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they approached the fire.

“Yeah, maybe…” Zoe mumbled more to herself than to him. She started getting that pit in her stomach again, but before it fully settled there, Bucky grabbed a beer from Steve and looked questioningly at her.

“You want one?” Bucky asked jovially, erasing all negative feelings from her mind.

Zoe smiled, "Sure." she said as he plucked another one from Steve's fingers, handing it to her.

"Hey! That was mine." Steve said, his brows furrowed but as Bucky's head flicked towards him, Zoe watched Steve's giant frame sink into the sand, grumbling as he found himself another beer. She wasn't sure why Bucky had so much power over him, but it made butterflies fill her stomach.

He turned back to her, "Shall we?" Bucky asked, pointing the neck of his beer bottle to the sand in front of the fire, urging her to sit.

Bucky sat with his legs slightly spread, and after a moment of deliberation, Zoe took a swig of beer and plopped down between them. She could feel him freeze and goosebumps broke out across her skin as he moved slowly, brushing her hair away from her neck. His breath was cool against it and Bucky wrapped his arms around her as she shivered despite the fire.

She felt the tip of his nose touch just behind her ear followed by a slight intake of breath, like he was breathing her in. With any other man it might have creeped her out, but with Bucky it felt almost too natural.

"So…are all these people your…friends?" she asked, feeling silly for even wondering. It was clear they were all close as they laughed and drank around the fire.

"More like my family. I've known them…well, for a long time," Bucky murmured.

His lips brushed against her ear, this time much more obvious. A shiver ran through her again and she felt him smile.

"Sorry, you smell so good…I can't help myself."

A soft moan escaped Zoe's lips, as she felt Bucky's breath against her skin. Her head fell backwards onto his shoulder as he dragged his lips along her neck, as he sighed. She felt his tongue brush against her pulse before he placed a light kiss against it, her eyes fluttering closed once more.

Bucky grinned into her neck, and moved suddenly to look at the rest of the group. "Hey let's continue this party at home" He spoke loudly, startling Zoe back into the moment. The other 3 all looked at each other, grinning and nodding quickly.

"Walker didn't deserve this much celebration anyway" Sam quipped, crashing a beer bottle into the fire, before all of them started walking off the beach towards a row of black motorbikes.

Bucky guided her with a hand against her lower back the entire walk, only retrieving back when they stopped in front of what she assumed was his motorbike.

He climbed up onto his Harley-Davidson WLA "Liberator". Turning his head to the side to face her, a smudge smile was plastered on his face as his eyes glimmered in the dim moonlight.

“You still wanna come, right?” Zoe nodded. “Then hop on, and hold on tight princess.” Bucky said as she climbed up behind him, arms clutching onto the sides of his jacket before he took her arms to pull her closer, chest against back and her arms embracing his body.

A little while later, the bikes rumbled to a halt in front of a decrepit and decaying looking house on the edge of a cliff. The lights were off, and the building was spray painted on the outside - mostly anarchy symbols and random graffiti. Bucky climbed off of his bike, taking Zoe's hand and slinging his arm around her shoulder as they walked toward the entrance. Natasha was in front, followed by Sam and Steve, who turned around and grinned at Zoe.

"You're gonna like it here, Zoe," he said with a smirk as the others laughed. Natasha kicked the door open with her boot.

Zoe felt a knot of anxiety in the pit of her stomach and gulped. She felt Bucky's arms wrap around her waist as she stopped at the entrance and stared into the blackness. To her left, she swore she saw a pair of glowing yellow eyes beaming at her before someone turned on a light.

And then something razor sharp on began to glide along her neck. Zoe felt something warm on her skin, realizing it was Bucky's tongue. She whimpered, eyes rolling back, and heard Bucky's low voice as it rumbled in her ear.

"Nothin' to be scared of, princess. I've got ya."

She swallowed thickly as Bucky placed a kiss just behind her earlobe as his hands gripped her hips. She could feel the arousal pooling between her legs and the heat creeping up her neck.

“I- I’m ok I just. I could have sworn I saw something.” she said as she moved her head slightly to face him.

“Don’t you worry, I’m not gonna hurt you.” he breathed.

Their eyes locked and suddenly a whirlpool of butterflies filled her stomach as his breath fanned her face, their lips barely touching.

"Stevie, find some music." He commanded, once again his eyes never leaving hers despite him speaking to someone else. "I'm gonna give Zoe the tour."

Steve snickered from behind them, causing Zoe to catch his gaze as Nat smacks him on the arm. Bucky hooked his cool index finger under her chin, turning her head back to him. "Come on, sweet thing, let me show you around."

Zoe bit her lip, watching as Bucky zeroed in on it, using his thumb to pry it from her teeth. “Sweetheart, don’t tempt me,” he said lowly, and her heart thudded, tongue swiping out to taste his skin. She nodded, not remembering his original question, but following him wherever he was leading her.

Her fingers tangled in his as he pulled her further inside, past thrift store couches and a table littered with cards and beer bottles. Heavy drums began pounding on unseen speakers, mimicking the hammering of Zoe's heart.

Bucky let her hand go briefly as they climbed a set of creaky stairs and she took the chance to pull out her phone. She was supposed to meet Lily after all and wanted to check in before the night went…well, wherever it was about to go.

Zoe quickly typed out a message and pressed send. As she slid the phone back into her pocket, they stepped onto the landing. A bright light on the ground caught her attention and for a moment Zoe thought she was truly losing her mind.

There, on the dusty hardwood floor, was Lily's phone, lit up from the message she just sent. A smear of blood covered the screen as it showed missed calls and texts, all from Zoe.

"Wait," she tugged on Bucky's hand, drawing his attention to her as she bent to grab the phone. Panic set in at the brightness of the blood against the lit screen before it went dark.

"Wha- What is this?" Zoe turned to him, trying to piece everything together. His face was dark and lips set in a thin line as he eyed her, seemingly impatient.

Bucky grabbed the phone out of her hand, crushing it in his fist as he replied nonchalantly; "Nothing to worry yourself with, sweetheart. Not anymore at least." Before pulling her into a dark room and pushing her against the door, shutting it and blinding her with the darkness that surrounded them.

Zoe sucked in a deep breath, and pushed her palms against the door, as she tried to orient herself in the darkness. "B-Bucky?" She spoke, her heartbeat starting to race.

A deep chuckle came from somewhere around her, and Zoe felt something sharp brush against her throat. "It's okay love.. Don't you trust me?" He rasped, caging in Zoe's body against the door with his .

She knew she should be more worried than she was, but something about him just fascinated her. The truth was that she did trust him, he'd saved her more than once tonight and even though she didn't know why, it was more than enough for her. "Tell me why Lily's phone was here" She commanded.

"Oh darling.. See I think you've figured that out all by yourself" Another deep chuckle, "She took quite the shine to Stevie out there.."

Zoe still couldn’t see anything in the darkness of the room. She thought there were flashes of movement all around but then again, she didn’t know what to think.

Her heart was beating faster and faster as Bucky inched closer to her face, his nose delicately touching her ear as he chuckled. She could feel his hands on either side of her body, and the chill of his breath against her.

Despite all her best instincts, warmth pooled in her belly as he slowly pinned his knee between her legs, pushing them open.

“I think you’re taking quite the shine to me, right? Because I can't have you leaving here unsatisfied,” he whispered against her.

"I--"

His chuckle was low and malicious in her ear as he took it between his teeth. Zoe felt something sharp again, and then pain shooting down the left side of her body, followed by the warmth of his mouth as he sucked on her earlobe.

"Don't tell me you haven't figured it out yet, sweets. Been watching you for most of the night. I thought you were the clever one. Thought you'd put the pieces together, but I guess I'll just have to show you, hmm, princess?"

His hand slid up her thigh and she moaned as he dragged a fingertip along the seam of her jeans. Zoe almost collapsed at unbearable friction and pressure against her clit.

Bucky pulled away from her, his eyes yellow. A pair of pearly white fangs descended from his mouth. The warmth in her belly began to turn into a full-blown forest fire. He was even more beautiful like this.

Slowly, she raised her hand and gently moved it to touch his fang. It was so sharp that she felt it pierce the tip of her finger. Bucky wrapped his lips around it, sucking softly as he moaned, eyes closing. She felt his knee grind against her clit and wetness began to pool as she moved her hips. A smile spread across her face as his eyes opened, locking with hers.

"I didn't like Lily that much anyway," she whispered.

Bucky grinned. His kiss felt like a car crash, and Zoe couldn't get enough of it.

Her lips parted as he dragged his tongue across her bottom lip. Zoe moaned into the kiss as she felt a hand digging into her skin as the other trailed up her back and found its way into her hair. Bucky weaved his fingers into her hair and pulled her head back as he bit her bottom lip and pulled back to admire the trickle of blood running down her chin.

He tilted his head slightly down and licked her chin. “You might just be the sweetest little thing I’ve ever tasted.” he murmured against her lips.

Zoe didn’t even recognize the moan that left her throat. Her lip stung from his bite but as his tongue glided across her skin it soothed the pain. For whatever reason, that seemed to blank her mind at the moment as his fingers expertly worked the button of her jeans, she wanted more pain if it meant his mouth on her.

“You make such pretty noises.” He hummed into her neck as he inhaled the sweet scents from her being worked up. “I want to hear them all.”

Zoe whimpered, one hand on his shoulder, the other twisted in the short hairs on top of his head, pulling lightly as she felt his fang scrape along her neck. This time when Bucky pulled back and his eyes flashed yellow she knew wasn’t imagining it, a grin on her face matching his.

“You gonna let me taste you everywhere doll?” Bucky asked, slipping to his knees as he pulled down Zoe’s pants, breathing in her scent.

She kicked off her jeans and Bucky lifted her up, wrapping her legs around him as he laid her on the nearby mattress. He laid between her thighs with a ravenous look in his glassy glowing eyes.

"Fuck," she breathed, Bucky placing soft kisses to the bare skin of her thighs.

"Just tell me and I'll give you what you need," he murmured against her skin.

Zoe whimpered before nodding, feeling the scrape of Bucky's teeth on her skin as he smiled. Another sharp pain, deeper this time, had her crying out, blood trickling down her inner thigh. She gripped the side of his cheek as he sucked at the broken skin before pushing his face between her legs. Tender kisses covered her clothed cunt, such a contrast to the viciousness of his bite.

"God, I'm going to fucking ruin you," he growled as her panties grew sticky with spit, arousal, and the blood from his lips

Bucky's eyes were fixed on her as he slid her panties down her legs, making her hiss in pain when they brushed over the fresh bite mark.

"Please…" Zoe whimpered, legs shaking as he ran his tongue first over the blood leaking from the bite then slid it between her wet folds as he parted them with his fingers.

Bucky closed his lips around her clit, moaning at her taste as the vibrations turned her legs to jelly. He pulled back to look her in the eyes as he said; "Please what, baby? Tell me," kissing up and down her thigh but never getting close to where her pussy throbbed.

"You're mouthwatering." He breathed right before he dove in for another bite, sinking his teeth right into her soul it felt like, his fingers slipping inside her and curling just as he took a pull of her blood and stars exploded behind her eyes.

Zoe's breath hitched and raced in her throat as she felt tears prick in the corners of her eyes, threatening to spill over. The stimulation from the bite marks and his fingers caused her stomach to tighten.

A whine that escaped her lips, caused Bucky to pull back. He slipped his fingers out of her and pressed a light, tender kiss to her hip bone, trailing his fingers up and down the outside of her bare thigh.

"Hey.. hey.. I've got you, sweet girl" He whispered into her skin. "I want to take care of you Zoe, but I need you to know that if you say stop at any point, we do. Understand?" His yellow eyes fading back to their natural blue for just a moment as he peered up at her, his touch softening.

She nodded her head in response as a tear fell down her cheek.

"Use your words, sweetheart. I need you to tell me you understand.."

"I understand.. Please Bucky.. I want this" She assured him.

His fingers left her thigh and teased her folds as he let out a deep sigh, feeling her slick father on his fingertips.

“Mmm, I am so glad to hear that, baby.”

Bucky leaned forward to once again envelope her clit with his lips, pushing his fingers back into her throbbing cunt.

Zoe's eyes rolled back and she let out a groan, feeling his tongue massage her clit. She could feel his fingers pressing against that spot that made her brain fuzzy, and her hips began to grind slowly against his mouth. The bed sheets crumpled in her fist and she writhed and groaned beneath him. Bucky lifted his head.

"You're fucking exquisite, Zoe."

He turned his head and sunk his fangs into the same wound on her thigh, causing her to cry out. She watched with fascination and lust growing in the pit of her stomach as his fingers continued to thrust in and out of her. The pain combined with the pleasure pushed her right over the edge. Bucky drank deeply. Zoe took some pleasure in watching his hips rut against the mattress. They moaned together as her vision whited out.

He lifted his head, blood dripping down his throat and bathing his porcelain skin in crimson. The yellow eyes returned as he climbed off of the bed and stripped off his t-shirt to reveal a chest full of tattoos and a pair of dog tags around his neck. Zoe trembled and Bucky leaned over to lick the rest of the blood that clung to her thigh, his eyes snapping up to meet hers.

"I want you, sweetness. Forever."

Zoe's breath hitched in her throat as his blood tinged lips placed kisses up her tighs as he moved onto the bed to hover over her body. He nudged the hem of her shirt with his nose and scraped at the skin around her navel with his fangs.

"Can we take this off? I want to worship all of you, Zoe"

Her brain felt like tv static watching him, overwhelmed by her own senses and the metallic smell filling the air, his words bringing her back. "y--yes." She choked out as goosebumps trickled across her skin.

The corners of Bucky's mouth upturned, his teeth stark white against his dark red stained lips. Even covered in her blood, which should freak her out, he's still the most beautiful thing she's ever seen. Zoe untwisted her fingers from the sheets as his cold fingertips slid under the hem of her shirt, pushing the fabric torturously slow up her body.

She lifted her arms above her head, resting them against the flat pillows as he helped her from her shirt. Bucky tossed her shirt to the side, discarding it onto the floor as he linked his fingers with hers, still above her head as he hovered over her, his lips barely touching hers causing her eyes to flutter close.

"I knew it'd be you." He whispered before crashing his lips into hers.

Zoe moaned into the kiss, arching against Bucky as he moved one hand, sliding it to the curve in her back. He pressed her closer to him, their skin sticking as his pants scraped along her wounds, making her pull away, hissing.

“Shh, I gotcha sweetheart,” Bucky murmured, rolling over to his back and sliding his pants and briefs off. He pulled Zoe into him, his chest to her back, throwing her thigh over his, spreading her wide.

As his cock pressed against her entrance, he nuzzled at her neck. “Please, Bucky,” Zoe whimpered and he moved, sliding into her as he bit her neck.

She let out a gasp which turned into a ragged moan as he thrust into her, blood running down her neck and across her breasts. The low growl that came from deep within him made the hair on her arms stand up as he gripped her tighter. Bucky tightened his forearm around her waist until she was nearly immobile. She felt like prey, pinned down and captured by a ruthless predator. The thought caused her cunt to clench around his cock as Bucky moved faster, thrusting up deep within her as he continued to drink from her throat.

He released her neck with a moan as Zoe panted, dizzy with lust and loss of blood. A ragged sigh came from behind her head and suddenly Bucky's arm appeared in front of her, deep punctures on his pale wrist.

"Go ahead, I want to feel you when it happens," he rasped.

Zoe whimpered and pressed her lips to the cool skin, the coppery taste flooding her lips with an undertone of something….sweet.

Bucky's pace increased as she swallowed more of him, hissing at the sensation of her dull teeth against the sensitive skin.

"Good girl, that's it," he groaned as he felt her grow even wetter around him.

The sensation hit her like a brick, while Bucky’s cock slammed inside her. Her head felt like it was about to explode as a fire grew inside her. Zoe threw head back with a moan, slamming her eyes shut. “Holy fuck Bucky…” she breathed, licking her lips to get the remainder of his blood into her.

Bucky bit into her shoulder and sucked, dragging his tongue over the two puncture marks. He brought his wrist back to her lips as they both drank together. He released her and moved his hand to her cheek, turning her head and mashing their lips together, shoving his tongue against hers, their blood mixing in their mouths.

It was a feeling Zoe couldn't explain. She wasn't sure if it was the sex or the blood that was causing it, but she suddenly felt as if she was drunk. As if she had been downing tequila shots all night. Everything was spinning, but she didn't want it to stop.

She felt herself fluttering and clenching around him as more moans and growls filled the air around them.

Zoe could feel her pulse slowing. Everything was slowing down as he fucked her harder, pushing her toward her peak. It should be the opposite. Shouldn't it? Zoe became very aware of her breath as it rushed in and out of her chest. She could go longer between gasps. Her eyelids fluttered closed. Blood was smeared everywhere and all she could smell was copper.

He was controlling the pace of the thrusts and she could feel herself teetering right on the edge of bliss.

"Everything's blurry," she slurred.

His tongue laved against the bite mark on her neck and he pressed his bloodied arm against her mouth. Zoe drank and her heart beat slowed to a crawl, vision blacking out.

"Do you feel that?" He purred against the shell of her ear. "That's death. Take it, Zoe. You'll be brand new again, babydoll. I promise."

She came hard, closing her eyes tightly as she drank. Suddenly, everything stopped and her body went limp, but she continued to drink as instinct kicked in. Her eyes fluttered open and suddenly everything was brighter and more intense. The air rushing into her lungs felt cleaner somehow. The smell of blood was intoxicating instead of nauseating and her body trembled on top of his. She tore her mouth away from his arm and let out an animalistic, ragged howl. Her cunt clenched around him and she heard him laugh.

"There you are, sweet thing."

Zoe’s head was spinning with pleasure. She had never felt so alive as she did in this moment, with Bucky’s blood dripping down her chin as his hips rutted against her. He felt even more incredible inside of her hitting just the right spot as her nerves jolted with the build up of her second orgasm. She turned her head and captured his lips in hers in a passionate kiss, all tongue and teeth. Zoe pulled back hard with his bottom lip between her teeth.

“Tell me what you’re feeling, Zoe. It’s amazing isn’t it?” Bucky breathed against her neck.

She felt his fingers wrap around the cusp of her chin, thumb and index finger grasping her jaw. Where his skin was cool to the touch before, now it felt normal with tiny sparks lighting up her skin with the littlest amount of contact.

"I've never felt this way before." She sobbed, his cock hitting that spot over and over again. Zoe could feel her body begin to tremble again as the rubber band in her stomach wound itself up. "You feel incredible." She moaned.

Bucky groaned, his hips beginning to stutter in relentless snaps, "You're mine now, little one." He rasped and she could feel his tongue slide along the shell of her ear before he began nipping softly at her jawline, "As I am yours."

His cock slid along her walls, every ridge and vein feeling more prominent than before, lighting up places she didn’t even know had sparks. She felt that coil inside her snap as Bucky reached forwards, fingers ghosting over her clit.

Zoe’s back arched, her head thrown back on Bucky’s shoulder, a strangled scream leaving her bloodstained throat.

“Oh fuck, that’s it my sweet girl, feel it all,” Bucky groaned, thrusts getting sloppy.

A tingling started in her throat and worked its way to her mouth, turning into a dull pain as she felt the tips of her now elongated teeth scrape against her lips. Bucky's smile broadened to a truly heartstopping grin at the sight, pride and lust painted on his face.

"So fucking gorgeous," he breathed, pushing deeper into as he neared his finish.

Zoe whined, turning her head from Bucky's shoulder to rub at his neck as he pressed kisses to her skin wherever he could reach. A wave of heat rushed through her and without a second thought she sunk her teeth deep into the taut skin of his throat.

"Fuck!" he exclaimed as Zoe pulled hard, filling herself with more of his sweetness. It did nothing to stop the tingle in her throat, like an itch she can't scratch.

"I know baby, it's not enough for you," he groaned, seemingly reading her mind. "Fuck, keep goin' though."

She bit deeper as he let out a shockingly loud moan. With a messy thrust of his hips, his cock throbbed and warmth filled her as he came.

His hips slowed to a halt, as he tightened his arms around Zoe, pulling her into his body. Electricity shooting off on her skin at every slight movement. She kept her mouth attached to his neck, taking in as much of him as she could, swiping her tongue over her two fresh puncture wounds.

"Okay my love, we need to get you something real.." He whispered into her skin, running his fingers gently over the bite marks on her skin smearing the blood into their sweat, as all but one mark began to heal.

Zoe reluctantly removed her lips from Bucky's neck, only to turn her body and press her lips onto his, sharing the taste of him. "Bucky.." She whined against his lips, wrapping her arms around his neck and combing her fingers into her hair.

"I know sweet thing. I'm right here" He assured her, kissing her once more.

Zoe felt reborn. She could hear the music beneath the floorboards, and bits of conversation. She smelled Lily's blood as visions of her being dragged through the hallway filled her mind. Zoe stared at Bucky and he smiled. They were bonded. His memories hers, and vice versa. Suddenly, she felt like she knew his entire history that was mapped out on his skin and in his veins. He didn't have to say a word.

"What do you mean by finding something real?" She asked.

Bucky nuzzled against her, lips ghosting along her jawline.

"You'll learn to give life, and you'll learn to take it… and enjoy it."

Zoe felt her fangs drop as Bucky stared at her, cupping her face in his large hands. They both grinned as she reached up and brushed her fingertips against his plush lips.

"I'm ready."

Bucky's eyes flashed yellow and he beamed.

"That's my girl."

#bucky barnes #marvel imagine #marvel oneshot #marvel one shot #marvelous #smut #one shot #steve rogers #captain america #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes au #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes fanfiction

[jjtheresidentbaby]

How do you think the caregivers of SWAT would approach bedtime routines with their littles?

Bedtime Swat Caregiver headcanons

Ooo I love this so much 🫶🫶

(This is in no certain order) (I couldn’t fit Cortez in sry)

Hondo-

Definitely have a set bedtime routine but if he actually follows it depends on the day

It’d probably consist of the normal, bath, pajamas, teeth, hair, story and lights out

However it can get chaotic on what pajamas and how many story’s and maybe doing his littles hair is a bit of a struggle

He’d be the type to check for monsters in the closet and under the bed (also checking window locks for his own peace of mind)

Would be strict about not having sugar too close to bedtime

If he gets home late from shift and his littles already in bed there’s a good chance he’ll end up passed out in their bed when he went to just kiss their forehead

Forehead kisses are nightly no matter what

Him and Nichelle definitely share bedtime routine responsibilities when they start to live together

He’s not a night person so once his littles down he’ll clean up a bit then head off to bed himself

Deacon-

I’ve covered him in other posts but I’m happy to say it again

Reading story’s and cuddles

That’s all he needs for a bedtime routine

Yeah he makes sure his little has done all the essentials before bed but if they insist on skipping their hair to cuddle up with a book who’s Deac to say no

He doesn’t stay up particularly late, maybe 9 or 10

Honestly the only thing that could be considered a routine is how he cleans the kitchen before settling to start to get ready with bed

He likes mornings to run smoothly so keeping things clean at night is ideal

Street-

He’s such an insomniac that bedtime routines mean nothing to him

“Oh you’re tired? Shit yeah it’s already two am, let’s go to bed”

Is adamant about teeth brushing and hair brushing though

A god at shushing nightmares away, better than anyone else

Will cave as soon as his little asks to sleep in his bed

A mountain of stuffed animals is on streets bed at all times

Cuddling is a must

Giggling 12am snacks are always a favorite in the house

Street genuinely hates being away from his little at night

it stresses him out to not know he checked all the locks himself and made sure his little was comfortable

The only people he trusts to watch his little at night are Hondo, Nichelle, Alexis and Zoe.

Tan too but he’d rather not as tan gets the same anxiety street gets at night

There’s like thirty alarms set to wake him and his little up in the morning

But as soon as he’s up, he is up

6am runs with zero issues

He doesn’t get groggy so his little learns to also be a morning and night person

Alexis-

She tries to plan out everything she can and bedtime is no different

As soon as 7pm hits she’s turning the lights on dim and switching to a slower activity or show

Will only let her little stay up if they’re having a bad night, then it’s movies and popcorn

Tucks her little in very snug, making sure they can’t have “any monster get them”

If she’s not there for bedtime she leaves Tan, Zoe or Street in charge and nobody else

She’s super protective as is but nighttime really bring it out

If her little and her are out during night but she gets a bad feeling she’ll immediately take them home

She risks nothing when it comes to safety

If she does get a bad feeling and rushes home, she makes up for it with pillow forts and junk food

But makes sure her little brushes their teeth twice before bed

Zoe-

Very similar to Street in the sense of her insomnia being god awful

Does have more of a schedule than Street but if it’s not stuck to Zoe could care less

Nighttime is more so chaos than day

Dance party’s in the living room at 2am happen more times than you’d think

Also late night projects, “oh you suddenly want a snow cone? Get in the car we’re gonna go buy a whole snow cone machine”

She has little to no nighttime anxiety, she’s use to going on runs by herself at 4am or maybe being on the night shift for most of her jobs

Nighttime swimming is one of Zoe’s favorite things

Basically nighttime adventures are her thing

Tan-

He gets super bad night anxiety in general but especially with his little in his house so chances are there’s a strict routine

Making sure to get them in bed at a reasonable hour but also make the night enjoyable instead of how scary it can seem

Tea and bedtime story’s are a must

Cuddles also help calm Vic down

His hates leaving his little home at night when he’s on shift but there’s people he allows to watch them

Surprisingly Nichelle is one of his favorite people to have watch his little at night, then obviously zoe, street, and Alexis all take top spots as well

Checks the locks on all the windows and doors at least five times before bed

Tan naturally wakes up early but tries to be quiet so his little can sleep in

Breakfast in bed is one of his favorite ways to wake up his little

Chris-

There’s barely a routine as she’ll just pull her little onto her hip then walk them to the bed if she thinks they need it

She’s not a morning person at all, prefers the night so bed is never rushed towards

Can spend all night playing games with her little

Loves to play with her littles hair to get them to sleep

Long car drives if someone’s having a bad night is a must

Just seeing the city at night, windows down, low music playing, long talks, Chris adores it

She checks the locks of the car or house at least five times before settling into bed

even if her littles already sleep she’ll get up to triple check

Nichelle-

She’s basically the designated babysitter for littles when the teams on shift at night

It’s one of her favorite things

Loves to do her littles hair, helping them pick out pajamas, read new books to them

Her routine is pretty solid but it’s not set to a certain times frame

If her littles tired earlier than normal she’ll have no problem laying down with them

Same goes for if her littles still wide awake

She does try to get them to sleep by 10:30 the latest but sometimes that doesn’t work out which is okay

So So sweet if her little has any nightmares

Will make Angel milk or just warm milk in general

Luca-

He might say he’s a night owl but it’s a lie

Literally in bed before 10 every night

Doesn’t even bother trying to pretend like he wants his little to stay in their own bed, he’d much rather have a cuddle buddy all night

Doesn’t read story’s but will make one up off the top of his head

It can be a bit of a squeeze with Luca, his little and Duke the dog on the bed but non of you would ever change it

Dan Hondo Senior-

Chaos

Everything is chaos with him anyways but especially night

He’s ready to pass out at six pm but stays up with his little

Falling asleep on the couch is normal but then he’s jumping to get his little into pajamas and brush their teeth

Hondo has come home to his little and him sleeping peacefully on the couch at seven pm

Reads story’s but it ends with you both asleep

A morning person so his little becomes one

much to Hondos annoyance, he wants sleep but his fathers up cooking breakfast while telling an animated story to his little (hondo can never stay mad)

#jj headcanons #swat agere #caregiver!hondo #caregiver!deacon #caregiver!tan #caregiver!street #caregiver!luca #caregiver!nichelle #caregiver!zoe #caregiver!chris #caregiver!alexis #caregiver!dan

[hacknet]

ok finally. my opinion of coffee orders of the few re characters i know

ethan: coffee with 1 shot of blueberry. hes funny

mia: coffee with 2 sugar no milk and a bit of caramel syrup

zoe: coffee with 1 sugar and a lot of milk

lucas: doesnt drink coffee. exclusively lives on monster from a gas station and coke from whataburger

jack: black coffee (boring old man)

marguerite: drinks sweet tea instead

joe: makes weird tea he foraged for probably. he probably hasnt had coffee in 20+ years

evie: shouldnt have coffee but makes people get it for her anyway. the sweetest caramel/chocolate frappe youve ever seen

clancy: ok theres this really good drink from a local coffeeshop thats called the fireside latte. its like subtly smores flavored. That one

pete: coffee with 1 sugar, 2 shots of espresso and like an inch of foam but no other milk (stupid ass order that everyone would hate making)

andre: mocha. the kind thats half hot chocolate half coffee no other sugar

chris: black iced coffee that he made and shoved in the fridge yesterday but hes in too much of a rush to actually do anything to it in the morning so he just pours it in a cup before heading to work and is so busy that he forgets to drink it again until its room temperature. he drinks it anyway because he needs the caffeine but it tastes awful and he does this at least twice a week

leon: coffee with no sugar some oat milk and some strawberry syrup. hes a little strawberryboy to me

claire: iced white chocolate mocha :)

ada: genuinely no idea. i think she'd tell leon that dark mocha lattes with whipped cream are her favorite but she would so be lying to him.

sherry: isnt allowed to have coffee but she would get a vanilla chocolate chip frappe without it

annette: regular latte with extra espresso extra foam and no sugar

william: iced coffee with no milk or sugar but literally insane amounts of flavored syrup in it to the point where the drink is $16

jill: cinnamon iced latte with extra espresso, no sugar, with cold foam

carlos: cold brew with 3 sugar and no milk but with caramel on top

i dont really know anybody else ive only played 2r 3r and 7 multiple times so idk the four lords enough to guess theirs really. sosad

#my post #revilposting #moldposting #so sorry if this isnt accurate. ive only played 2r 3r 7 and 8 so far so the chris one is based off his 8 appearance #also idk for sure about some of em. but these are justthe vibes they give me #chris is not one of those though i know he would do this. at least 8chris would #also yes im assigning leon lactose intolerant. its funny #also also no i dont remember nicholais personality enough to assign him a coffee. i know hes a little bitch but thats not enough

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n°5

Right now, I'm checking my notes for the second smut fanfic I'll write & preparing my playlist 😉

Fanfic Levi x Hange modern AU smut 😈😈

Tea Russian Earl Grey [black tea + bergamot + lemon - absolutely No sugar]

What are YOU doing right now ?

@erinthelfdoll @lucysarah-c @ladycheesington @happybird16 @nuri148

Also anyone who want to join 😉

47 notes - publié le 26 novembre 2022

n°4

Sunday walk a LeviHan headcanon

LeviHan fanart by @ashh-ketchup / Thank you so much Ash 💖

With permission of the artist / Please do not repost

Happy Birhtday Jay @jayteacups !! 🎂

✨Back home after a walk, Levi looks into Hange's honey-brown eyes, runs his fingers tenderly through their messy hair & puts one of their locks behind their ear

✨Hange sits on the couch, exhausted by the walk. Levi goes to the kitchen to put the flowers they picked in a vase, then comes back with a cup of hot tea for them. He takes off their shoes & starts a foot massage for them to relax

✨After Levi's gone, Hange puts on the sweater he left on the armrest of their sofa. They wrap themself in his warmth & scent, because the evening's chilly & take their cat on their lap for a cuddling session

✨Later, remembering they won't see Levi before next week-end, Hange rushes to the fridge, grabs something inside, drags themself painfully to the couch & slumps in it ; they end up eating a whole chocolate chips & vanilla ice cream pot out of sadness

✨As Hange's going to bed, head down & dragging their feet, their phone rings : Levi wishes them good night in his deep & soft voice & tells them 'I love you Hange' before hanging up the phone. Hange's gonna sleep well & dream about him, that's for sure 💖

51 notes - publié le 6 novembre 2022

n°3

Levi Ackerman, Humanity's Strongest

You have been through so much, but yet you stand strong in the face of adversity until the end

"Mais, je ne me plaindrai pas. J'ai reçu la vie comme une blessure, et j'ai défendu au suicide de guérir la cicatrice. Je veux que le Créateur en contemple, à chaque heure de son éternité, la crevasse béante. C'est le châtiment que je lui inflige."

Lautréamont - "Les Chants de Maldoror" - 1869

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57 notes - publié le 17 novembre 2022

n°2

Here's a little drabble for Rei's 'Happy Birthday Levi' 'event ! Thank you so much @levi-supreme for letting me join in & I hope you will appreciate this little text 🍭 I chose to follow the event's theme very literaly 🙂

🎂 Happy Birthday, Levi 🎂

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Theme: 'Sweet like sugar' - Count: 733 words

Pairing: Levi x Fem!Hange - Modern AU - 'No Name' - SFW

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His heart seemed to be throbbing in his throat as he heard Hange’s voice coming from the corridor over the hubbub of the concert hall. He wondered what was wrong with him these days; he felt so oddly different. Something had changed and he didn’t know what.

No Name was becoming more and more famous within their high school and even outside. They already had several shows booked and they were playing their third tonight.

« Levi! You’re already there! » Hange and Mike finally entered the dressing-room, laughing like dorks as usual. He mumbled a vague hello, turning to them. Mike whispered a polite good evening and took his drumsticks, then joined his girlfriend in the corridor. « Still eating candy, Four-Eyes? You’re gonna get sick and stain your white shirt, tch… » Levi replied, wrinkling his nose in disapproval. Teasing him, Hange stepped forward and he felt her warm and sugary breath on his face. « You know I need that before going on stage! Calms me down, you see? And makes stage fright go away » she said in a bright smile.

Coming closer to him, licking a huge lollipop with an exaggeratedly greedy air, she offered « Want some, Shorty? » Levi froze. He was fascinated by her glistening lips covered with sugar. Blushing with embarrassment, he abruptly turned his gaze away. Mike stuck his head through the half-open door to tell them it was time to play, giving Levi the opportunity to recover. Hange put her lollipop aside for later and grabbed her guitar.

So far, their performance was amazing. The concert hall was crowded but they recognized their friends among the wild audience. Many were jumping, dancing and fangirls were shouting Levi’s or Hange’s names, making them smile back seductively.  Song after song, they were getting more confident and connected, and flirted playfully with the audience. But all good things coming to an end, it was time for the last song. They had decided beforehand to play Levi’s mother favourite song to close the gig.

Levi’s deep and soft voice begun to intone « She floats like a swan, grace on the water, lips like sugar, lips like sugar ». Enthralled, the fangirls shouted his name, but, called on by the word ‘sugar’, all he had in mind was Hange’s lips. He shook his head to let the vision go away…  Then the lyrics went « She’ll ask and you’ll give her » and Hange came by his side to get closer to add her voice to his. They both leaned to the mic, their faces so close to each other he could feel her breath on his face again and they sang the chorus together « Lips like sugar, sugar kisses »… Levi couldn’t help staring at Hange’s soft sugary lips and froze once again, mesmerized. The world blurred around him and nothing else remained except Hange’s fascinating lips moving as she sang.

It lasted a few confusing seconds, but it was enough for him to feel his heart beating faster and louder and his face violently blushing. He sang the song to the end as if he was in a dream, wrapped in cotton, removed from any sensations other than Hange’s presence near him, singing the chorus with him again and again. Suddenly, it was over and they waved the audience goodbye as they went off stage to get to the dressing-room, Levi still feeling dizzy and uncomfortable.

Sensing what was going on around him, Mike pretended to be thirsty and headed out towards the bar, leaving Levi and Hange alone. « You look so weird today, Levi! What’s wrong? » she asked, licking her lollipop again. « You want a hug or something?» she offered, coming closer, so close now he blushed and mumbled « I… the last song, it… ». But he couldn’t utter a word anymore. Staring at her lips, he imagined their sugary taste and how soft they should be against his own lips. « Levi, what are you looking at? » she said. He couldn’t wait longer and, putting his hand on Hange’s waist, pulled her into him, bringing his lips close to hers. She leaned towards him and they finally shared a soft kiss, sweet as honey. They both closed their eyes as for the first time they tasted each other’s lips. « Lips like sugar, sugar kisses ».

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60 notes - publié le 30 novembre 2022

Mon billet n°1 en 2022

HANGE & HIMENO

Hange & Himeno fanart

ARTIST @flaryangel on Twitter

!!! PLEASE DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT CREDIT !!!

151 notes - publié le 25 novembre 2022

Obtenez votre année 2022 en revue sur Tumblr →

#tumblr2022 #année en revue #mon année tumblr 2022 en revue #votre année tumblr en revue #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #omfg my longest tag is so ridiculous lmfao

[mylistofmovies]

2023

sluberland

pinocchio

the menu

puss in boots the last wish

the green knight

meet cute

aftersun

amsterdam

ella enchanted

i used to be famous

to leslie

you people

the fabelmans

shotgun weeding

babylon

triangle of sadness

spoiler alert

somebody i used to know

my fake boyfriend

lady chatterley’s lover

emergency

the whale

knock at the cabin

your place or mine

long weekend

a man called otto

cocaine bear

we have ghost

80 for brady

operation fortune russe de guerre

my policeman

goodnight mommy

the pale blue eye

the good nurse

the abyss

murder mystery 2

a futile and stupid gesture

champions

shazam fury of the gods

65 millions years ago

ant man and the wasp quantumania

call jane

the amazing maurice

what’s love got to do with it

lars and the real girl

reinfield

the donor party

dungeons and dragons honor amongst thieves

the super mario bros the movie

robots

jonh wick chapter 4

magic mike last dance

mathilda the musical

mafia mamma

air

peter pan and wendy

crater

the portable door

beau is afraid

book club the next chapter

one true loves

armageddon time

maggie moore (s)

are you there god? it’s me margaret

hocus pocus

about my father

fool’s paradise

guardians of the galaxy vol 3

mona lisa and the blood moon

maybe i do

book club

you hurt my feelings

knights of the zodiac

opening night

somewhere in queens

love again

someone great

robin robin

the outlaws

best in show

asteroid city

dear zoe

the estate

bird box barcelona

the kids are all right

the flash

ruby gillman teenage kraken

transformers rise of the beasts

outside in

barbie

no hard feelings

the little mermaid

namona

oppenheimer

joy ride

the chronicles of narnia the lion the witch and the wardrobe

the chronicles of narnia prince caspian

the chronicles of narnia the voyage of dawn treader

happiness for beginners

the house

tourist guide to love

spiderman across the spiderverse

duck butter

red white and royal blue

the adventures of priscilla queen of the desert

elemental

little shop of horrors

the adults

confess, fletch

infity pool

hot fuzz

nightbooks

meg 2 the trench

past lives

you are so not invited to my bat mitzva

the world's end

white noise

the wedding singer

tour de pharmacy

the last voyage of the demeter

teenage mutant ninja turtles mutant mayhem

theater camp

the afterlife of the party

the beanie bubble

bottoms

how do you know

strays

scooby doo and krypto too

the monkey king

love at first sight

when you finish saving the world

cassandro

haunted mansion

puppy love

totally killer

nandor fondor and the talking mongoose

hubbie halloween

no one will save you

killers of the flower moon

strange way of life

chicken run

pain hustlers

five nights at freddy's

nightmare before christmas

hocus pocus 2

a haunting in venice

if you were the last

quiz lady

a good person

fools rush in

nyad

she came to me

foe

lego avengers code red

the creator

hunger games the ballad of songbirds and snakes

trolls band together

paint

leo

ode to joy

cabaret

fingernails

may december

freelance

leave the world behind

cat person

genie

vacation friends 2

chicken run the dawn of the nugget

saltburn

elf

the wonderful life of henry sugar

the rat catcher

poison

the swan

family switch

exmas

[thetoxicgamer]

League Champions to Receive Holiday Skins for First Time Since 2019

Riot Games has unveiled a fresh batch of League of Legends skins with a winter theme. Six champions' splash graphics for the skin line, dubbed "Winterblessed," were formally unveiled today. The Winterblessed skin collection includes Diana, Zoe, Zilean, Shaco, Swain, and Warwick as its champions. https://twitter.com/LoLUKN/status/1592186639593472005 In addition to the six base skins coming to the game, Warwick will be receiving a prestige edition of his Winterblessed skin. The prestige version of Warwick’s holiday skin features a completely new splash art. The Winterblessed skin line features a wide array of colors in its splash arts, including a mix of soothing purples and greens. The soft, cool colors of the winter create a mystical vibe for each of the champions featured in this new, alternate universe. The winter-themed Winterblessed skin line will be the first winter skin line introduced to League since the Sugar Rush skin line in 2019. Traditionally, winter and holiday skins had been an annual occurrence in League, but the yearly release of new skins during the game’s Snowdown Showdown event went on hiatus in 2020. This year, the Winterblessed skin line largely features champions who have never received a winter skin before. Of the six champions receiving skins this holiday season, only Shaco and Zilean already have winter skins (Sugar Rush Zilean and Nutcracko). Coincidentally, the release of the upcoming Polaris skin line will mark the first time that Zilean is getting a skin since Sugar Rush Zilean was released in 2019. https://twitter.com/LeagueOfLegends/status/1592185693119578113 These new Winterblessed skins have not been given an official release date as of yet, although sometime within the first three weeks of December should be expected if history is any indicator. Abilities and animations have not been revealed for these skins at this time, but they should be expected to land on the League PBE in the coming days. Update Nov. 14 1:36pm CT: The official title of this year’s winter-themed skin line is “Winterblessed.” This article has been updated to reflect Riot Games’ announcement of the skin line’s name. Read the full article

[staarcrxssed]

sugar pink~

(liquor liquor lips~)

//cw: fluff! slightly suggestive? //synopsis: how they kiss you~ //fandoms: jjk, naruto, valorant, lookism //note: no slander of any characters, please! (this was rushed so i might expand on this when i have the time!)

they kiss you softly. their lips are clouds, their tongue like spun sugar in your mouth. they always look at you as though you're the moon itself, full of wonder and awe. they hold you like a treasure, hands gentle as they caress your face. they kiss you like a dream: one that you'd gladly stay in forever

: NEON, cypher, SAKURA, GAARA, INUMAKI, daniel, zoe, MIRA, crystal

they kiss you clumsily. it takes a few tries for them to get into the groove of it, always a little jittery and excited because it's you! their angel, their star, their light, their everything. they kiss you full of giggles and love, genuine and full of a lighthearted passion that makes you almost dizzy with joy

: JETT, neon, NARUTO, kiba, INO, tenten, ZACK, MAI, NOBARA, YUUJI

they kiss you breathlessly. they can't get enough of you, barely giving either of you enough time to breathe before they're diving in for more. your lips just feel so good on theirs... surely, you'll indulge them, won't you? and how can you resist, with the way their hands cup your face so, so lovingly?

: JAY, jace, cypher, SOVA, REYNA, sage, sasuke, gaara, HINATA, TEMARI, MEGUMI, gojo, mira

they kiss you like they can't believe you're real. their eyes are starry with adoration, your ever touch sending shivers down their spine. they chase your lips when you pull away, whine when you giggle at their predicament. they all but worship you, hands tight around your waist as they wait for your lips to land back on theirs

: VASCO, gaara, ITACHI, SAKURA, OBITO, naruto, inumaki, YUUJI, MAI, JOHAN, phoenix, SOVA, raze

they kiss you like it's a fight. their lips are skilled, and their tongue even more so. their eyes are soft, their hold firm as they kiss you. you can't get enough of it, unconsciously moving towards them when they move back. they swipe your lip with their thumb, smiling cockily at the way you melt under their touch

: GUN, goo, jake, SASUKE, toji, gojo, YORU, reyna, MAKI, johan

#//fluff #naruto x reader #lookism x reader #lookism #valorant x reader #valorant fluff #lookism fluff #naruto fluff #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #valorant x reader fluff #sova x reader #jett x reader #mai x reader #yuuji x reader #inumaki x reader #megumi x reader #gojo x reader #maki x reader #reyna x reader #itachi x reader #tobi x reader #toji x reader #yoru x reader #gojo fluff #sasuke x reader #gun x reader #gaara x reader #vasco x reader

[sampoststuff]

I don’t usually make these, let alone post them, but I’m going to be posting some

Road 96 Headcanons! Featuring the Main Characters the Player Interacts With, Zoe, John, Fanny, Alex, Stan, Mitch, Sonya, and Jarod!

These aren’t from a specific prompt, I’ve just been thinking about them and writing them down. I do have a lot of them, and I’ll be making several posts, usually consisting of one particular headcanon. This post in particular will contain three sets just to get it started, I hope you all enjoy them!

Do They Like Coffee, and if so, What Kind?

-John loves coffee, but will only drink black coffee.

-Fanny loves coffee, and will take any kind. With her coffee brew she does prefer particular flavors, such as caramel macchiato or mocha.

-Alex doesn’t like coffee. He took a sip of his moms and immediately didn’t like it. If he needs energy or a sugar rush, he’ll drink some hot chocolate.

-Hot Take Moment: Jarod likes coffee, but the kind he have will change depending if he’s in public or not. He’ll get black coffee out in public, but if he’s alone he’ll add flavored creamer into it.

-Stan and Mitch don’t like coffee. It’s either energy drinks or ice cold water that they’ll drink for energy, there’s no in between.

-Sonya loves coffee. If she’s out she’ll get any popular or featured item at Starbucks or Dunkin’s, otherwise she’ll normally get a regular ice coffee with a shot of espresso.

-Zoe likes coffee, but she also prefers tea, both hot and cold. However, it’s rare that she’ll drink coffee or tea, she usually goes for water first.

Left Handed, Right Handed, or Ambidextrous?

-Alex is ambidextrous, but predominately right handed.

-Jarod is ambidextrous, but is also predominately right handed.

-Stan is right handed, while Mitch is ambidextrous and can use either hand easily.

-Fanny is right handed.

-John is right handed, but will often try to use his left hand because of his missing fingers.

-Sonya is left handed, but she’ll often hold things in her right hand, especially on camera.

-Zoe is left handed.

Friends and Socializing.

-Sonya doesn’t have a lot of close friends. She secretly considers Adam a good friend, and she’ll only really show it when they’re not in public or when she’s intoxicated.

-Stan and Mitch are really only friends with each other, but they’re great at socializing with others and helping them come out of their shell, or at least making them feel appreciated and comfortable.

-John can get along with anyone, and while he does have his own circle of friends, he’s really only friends with Robert. However that friendship has been deteriorating since the attack in ‘86

-Fanny doesn’t have a lot of friends within her job. She considers Alex to be someone who’s she’s truly close with, besides John on the CB radio. She’s also kind of awkward around big groups of people, but she will eventually warm up to them.

-Zoe has been more reclusive throughout her whole life, but she does have natural charisma and can socialize with anyone. She’s only made one friend while attending her prep school. They were actually going to escape together initially, but due to familial issues on their end, she couldn’t take them with her.

-Jarod is really only “close” with Joe. He’s only occasionally talked about his personal life with him, but other than that, they still kind of vibe with each other, and Joe respects his privacy.

I’ll be posting more soon, but if you guys have any particular headcanons or want to add on, please do so! Also if you do send me some asks about my thoughts on specific headcanons that I might have please keep them sfw okay byeeee

#road 96 #road 96 game #Sonya Sanchez #Sonya Sanchez (Road 96) #Stan and Mitch #Stan and Mitch (Road 96) #Zoe #Zoe (Road 96) #John #John (Road 96) #Alex #Alex (Road 96) #Jarod #Jarod (Road 96) #Adam #Adam (Road 96) #my post #sorry for a brief hiatus but now hopefully I’ll be back for semi scheduled posting! #this game is still one of my current hyperfixations until further notice #and I wanted to kind of branch out if you will from art (though I’m still very much gonna be posting art) #but yeah! I’ll be posting some more headcanons in the future #and if y’all wanna send some asks or add onto it feel free (sfw of course please and thank you!)

[talesofarcadia78]

Beneath the Stars || Douxie x Reader || One Shot

The soft sound of plucking of guitar strings filled your ears. It made your heart melt and feel warm inside, making you forget the cold. Your boyfriend started softly singing a song. He suddenly stopped playing, making you frown and turn your head towards him. 

“Why’d you stop?” you asked, closing up the book you were reading. 

“Well, I noticed what the time was and saw it’s nearly 6,” he said, gesturing to the clock on the wall behind him. 

“So?” you asked, still confused. 

“Remember, you promised me something…” he hinted. 

You looked at him blankly. 

“You promised me you would make me hot chocolate with marshmallows,” he said. 

“Oh! Sorry Doux, I forgot about that,” you apologised, getting up from the couch and heading to the kitchen. 

You grabbed a mug from the drawer, placing it on a counter. You then got sugar, and added 2 tablespoons of it. You walked over to the pantry and tried to get the cocoa powder, but it was on the top shelf. You weren’t that tall, so you struggled a bit. You felt a hand brush yours. You turned around to see Douxie grabbing it for you. 

“I could’ve just grabbed it myself, you know?” you said, crossing your arms. 

“But it would’ve taken you longer, so that would delay your making of my drink, which means I would have to wait longer,” Douxie whined, handing you the cocoa powder. 

You rolled your eyes at his whining. He had to learn to be patient… well, at least for his food. 

You continued to make Douxie’s hot chocolate. You felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist as you were mixing the sugar, cocoa powder and milk. Douxie put his chin on your shoulder as he whispered into your ear, “How much longer do I have do I have to wait? You know I’m hungry.” 

“Well, if you let me go to the microwave, I can heat up your drink and then you’ll be able to drink it,” you replied. 

“But I love doing this!” Douxie whined. 

You chuckled at him. Even though he was a bit impatient with his food, you loved his whining. You gently pushed him back and walked to the microwave, putting the mug inside and turning it on. You walked back over to the counter to clean up your mess. 

As you were cleaning up, Douxie was leaning over the other side of the counter, staring at you. He never took his eyes off of you. You noticed his staring from the corner of your eye. You blushed a little and giggled. 

“Why are you staring at me, Douxie? Do I have something on my face?” you asked. 

He shook his head, eyes still on you. 

“Then?” you asked. 

“You’re just… so amazing. I’m very lucky to have you,” Douxie expressed. 

“I’m flattered,” you said, walking over to the microwave and getting out the mug. 

You set the mug onto the counter and grabbed a bag of marshmallows, and plopped a few in. You handed Douxie the mug, putting the marshmallows away. You then looked at the time, it was 6:30. You had to get going or else your roomie, Zoe, would freak out. 

“Doux, I go to go,” you shouted, grabbing your bag and opening the door of his apartment. 

“Wait!” he shouted, running to you. 

“What? You know Zoe will freak out if I’m not back soon,” you reminded. 

“I know, I know. I’ll be at your door tomorrow at 9 a.m. sharp. So you better be ready and have your things packed,” Douxie explained. 

“Why?” you asked, wondering why he wanted to you to have your bag packed. 

“It’s a surprise and surprises aren’t supposed to be told,” he said. 

“But--” you started, but were cut off by a kiss. 

The kiss wasn’t as long as Douxie wanted. You pulled back and smiled at him.

“Sorry, but I gotta pack and Zoe might be having a heart attack right now,” you apologised. 

“Well, I’ll see you tomorrow, my love,” Douxie said, giving you a two-finger salute. 

You laughed at his gesture and walked out the door. 

As you were walking through the streets, you noticed a bunch of kids gathered around something. You went over to check out what it was. You looked at what everyone was looking at. It was Toby doing some magic tricks. Currently, he was holding a sock in his hand and saying some words, you didn’t quite hear, and then the sock disappeared. Everybody started clapping at his trick. You were impressed. He actually pulled off a magic trick, unlike the other times. 

You walked away and continued making your way to your apartment. As you continued, you felt a bit more colder than earlier. You hugged your arms and quickened your pace. 

You were about to open the door to your apartment, but someone from inside already did. 

“Y/N! Where were you? I was worried sick! You know I don’t like you staying outside after dark!” Zoe scolded. 

“Sorry, Zoe. I got hung up. I was making Douxie some hot chocolate,” you apologised. “And you know that you could’ve just called to check where I was.” 

“I did! I called you 10 times!” Zoe exclaimed. 

You checked your phone to see 10 missed calls from Zoe. 

Oops. 

“My phone must’ve been on silent,” you shrugged, walking in. 

Zoe closed the door and plopped onto the couch, turning on the TV. You put your bag away and sat on the couch with Zoe. 

“What are you gonna watch?” you asked. 

“I don’t know,” she replied blandly. 

She then turned off the TV and turned to you. 

“So? What do you want for dinner? We’ve got some left over lasagne. Or we can just order something,” Zoe asked. 

“I’ll have the left over the lasagne, you can order something for yourself. I’ve got to pack,” you replied, getting up and walking into the kitchen. 

You warmed up the lasagne and quickly ate it. 

“Woah! Hold up. Pack? Where are you going?” Zoe questioned. 

“I actually don’t know where I’m going. Douxie just said to pack my bag and that he’ll be at the door at 9 tomorrow,” you answered. 

Zoe smirked. 

“Are you two going on a little lovey dovey holiday by yourselves?” Zoe teased. 

“Zoe!” you groaned and rushed into your and Zoe’s room, wanting to avoid her and start packing. 

You heard a laugh but you didn’t say anything, you just wanted to pack and go to bed. 

After about half an hour, you zipped up your duffle bag and put it at the door of the room.

Crash! 

Uh-oh! You rushed out to the kitchen to see broken glass all of the floor. Zoe was standing there, her hands behind her back, as if she didn’t do anything. 

“Zoe, how did this happen?” you asked, grabbing a broom and cleaning up the mess. 

“I was just tryna practice my magic… but, it didn’t go so well,” Zoe admitted, helping you. 

“Next time, go somewhere where you won’t break anything,” you advised her. 

“I will,” Zoe said. 

“Ok, I’m heading off to bed. I’m beat,” you said, walking into your and Zoe’s bedroom and jumped in, not bothering to change. 

The light got turned off. You looked to see Zoe heading over to her bed as well. You wished each other goodnight and fell asleep, well at least Zoe did. You couldn’t stop thinking about what Douxie’s surprise was.

The next morning, you were ready and drinking f/d on the couch. You heard the bell ring and hurried up to open the door. You opened the door to be greeted by Douxie, a big smile on his face. 

“Ready to go, love? I don’t want us to be late,” Douxie asked. 

“Yup, just let me get my phone and bag,” you said, rushing to get your things. 

“Okay, got everything. Let’s go,” you said, walking out the door. 

Douxie put your bag in the back seat of his car, where his bag and a whole bunch of random stuff was. You sat at the front of the car, waiting for Douxie.

“So, where are we going?” you asked, trying to find out where you were going. 

“As I said yesterday, it’s a surprise and surprises aren’t supposed to be told,” Douxie repeated, driving away from Arcadia. 

“Pleeeeeeease,” you begged. 

Douxie shook his head. You groaned and looked out the window, gazing at the scenery. 

“You can listen to whatever music you want,” Douxie suggested, giving you his phone. 

You smiled and put on some music. 

The two of you enjoyed the drive, singing and telling each other jokes.

It was around 1 when Douxie stopped the car at a diner on the side of the road. The two of you headed in and sat at a table, ordering two sandwiches and two milkshakes. 

“How much longer until we get to this mystery place?” you asked. 

“We’ll get there just before sunset, I think. We’ll have enough time to explore the place,” Douxie replied. 

The two of you chatted as you ate your food. You two spent a bit too much time at the diner, so the two of you rushed to the counter to pay. You pulled out your card, Douxie doing the same. “So, you guys splitting the bill or is just one paying?” the clerk asked. 

“I’m paying,” both of you replied. 

The both of you turned to face each other. 

“No, y/n, I’m paying for this whole trip. Not you,” Douxie said. 

“Oh, no, no, no! You’re not paying. I’m the one who’s going to pay since you’re already taking me to who-knows where,” you argued. 

Then you quickly tapped your card onto the eftpos machine, paying for the food. 

You smiled at Douxie, who gave you a frown. The two of you left the diner and continued the journey to the place Douxie was taking you. The drive was silent, no chatting, no music. You started to get worried if you had upset Douxie by paying. 

“Doux, you okay?” you asked. 

He just nodded at you. 

“Are you upset about the bill?” you suddenly asked. 

“What? No, I’m just hoping that we get there before sunset,” he explained. 

After 3 more hours of driving, you had a arrived at the place. There was a beautiful lake in front of you, surrounded by pine trees. In the distance, you saw mountains that looked like it had recently snowed. You got out of the car and saw a bunch of cabins in front of you. Douxie got out of the car and handed you your duffle bag. The two of you headed to a slightly bigger cabin where a lady was at the reception typing away. 

“Hey, Margaret!” Douxie greeted the lady. 

“Hello, Douxie! I have your cabin keys ready to go. You and your lovely lady are in cabin 919. It’ll be easy to spot out,” Margaret said, handing Douxie a key. 

Douxie thanked her and the both of you headed to find cabin 919. 

After going around the woods for a few minutes, you spotted a cabin that had a sign that wrote 919. Margaret was right, it was easy to spot out. 

“Hey, is it just a coincidence or did Margaret give us the cabin that was the same age as you?” you asked, putting the key into the key hole and opening the door. 

You stepped inside, taking in the cabin. In front of you were two couches, one shaped like an L. In front of the couches was a fireplace and a large TV above. Next to it was a small kitchen and a dining table. You walked around and saw a door that led into the bedroom. 

The bedroom was not to big or not to small. It was just right. It felt cozy and smelled like rosewood. To the right, there was a queen sized bed, with a bunch of pillows, pastel green and pink with a few plain white pillows. There were two armchairs in front of the bed, surrounding a round glass coffee table. At the back of the room was another fireplace. On each side of the fireplace were two big windows that almost went to the floor. Dangling above the bed was a chandelier with individual cone shaped lights that sat on a wooden ring. Overall, the bedroom was beautiful. 

You walked outside the bedroom to see another door in front of the bedroom, which probably would be the bathroom. You walked in to see Douxie taking out his toiletries and placing them on a shelf. 

“So, did you like it?” he asked, placing the last of his stuff on the shelf and walking over to you. 

“I don’t like it...” you started, seeing Douxie frown, “I love it!” 

Douxie playfully punched your arm, “You gave me a lil heart attack there, Y/n!” 

“Well, I’ve explored the place. What do we do now?” you asked. 

“I have a good idea on what we should do,” Douxie smirked. 

He led you to the back, where there was an amazing view of the snow covered mountains you saw earlier. On top of that, you could see the sun disappearing at the horizon. The sky was now a mix of orange, purple, blue and pink. 

“Douxie... this is so...” you stumbled, trying to look for the words, “I’m at a loss of words.” 

“This place is quite breathtaking, isn’t it?” he said. 

Both of you took a seat on the ground, watching the sunset. 

“Wanna see a trick?” Douxie suddenly asked. 

“Sure,” you replied. 

Douxie transformed his watch into a bracelet, scrolled through his runes and tapped on one. He waved his hand and sky blue magic roses started forming around you. You stared at them with awe. He magicked a few birds as well. 

“Douxie, where did you learn all this?” you asked as they faded. 

“I’ve been learning over the years. Master Merlin taught me, but only after my nonstop begging. He only taught me how to magic the castle in Camelot, the rest I taught myself,” Douxie explained. 

“Wow. Can you teach me? Please?” you requested. 

“I’ll teach you tomorrow. I have plans for us for the rest of the evening,” Douxie responded, getting up and lending you a hand. 

You took it and he pulled you up to your feet, only to be swept off of them by Douxie. He carried you in his arms, bridal-style. 

“Doux, you know I can walk myself back into the cabin, right?” you said. 

“I’m fully aware of that, but this is more fun,” he grinned, walking back into the cabin. 

He set you down on the couch and plopped himself next to you.

“So, what are the plans?” you questioned. 

“I’m not telling you, it a surprise. For now, you can go freshen up and get changed,” Douxie said, getting the TV remote and started to scroll through the channels. 

You headed into the room and got a pair of black jeans and a black hoodie, since it was starting to get a bit chilly. You walked into the bathroom and quickly took a shower. 

While you were getting freshened up, Douxie called Archie. 

“Hey, Arch! How’s it going over there?” Douxie asked. 

“Mostly good. Tobias here has ate most of your supply of popcorn, Jim is making pizza, Claire and Blinky are arguing over what movie to watch. Other then that, everything is cool over here. What about you?” Archie explained. 

“Good, just going to--” he started when he heard someone knock on the door. "Sorry Arch, I got to go. Oh, and tell me if anything and I mean if anything goes wrong." 

"Don't worry about it Douxie, you just enjoy your time with y/n," Archie reassured him. 

Douxie playfully rolled his eyes and disconnected Archie. He got up from the couch and opened the door to see Margaret. 

"Hey Margaret! What's up?" he asked. 

"I just came here to tell you that your special requested dinner is ready. You and your lovely lady can start heading over there," Margaret said. 

"Thanks Margaret!" Douxie said, as she walked away. 

Soon after, you came out of the bathroom, all freshened up. 

"Okay Douxie, I've freshened up, as you had requested," you said. 

"Great! Just wait five minutes and we'll be out the door," Douxie said, running into the bathroom. 

Exactly five minutes later, Douxie came out the bathroom. He was wearing the exact same thing as you, the only difference was that he had a plain hoodie while you had some type of pattern on the front. 

"Ready to go?" he asked. 

"You're the one who made me wait for five minutes."

"Oh, right." 

The two of you then headed into the woods, you having no idea why. Then you reached a clearing where there were fairy lights hanging around the trees, a small round dining table in the middle. There was food already set out on the plates, making your mouth water from the aroma. 

"Quick, we should probably start eating the food before it gets cold," Douxie whispered in your ear and pulled you to the table. 

Douxie took out the chair for you and you sat down. 

The two of you ate f/f while Douxie and you chatted away under the moonlight. While you were chewing, Douxie spoke, "Even if gravity didn't exist, I'd still be falling for you." 

You choked on your food, grabbing the glass of water in front of you and gulped it all down. After calming down a little bit, you fell silent.

"What made you want to use a pick up line on me?" you suddenly asked Douxie. 

"Cause I felt like it. Plus, I wanted to know how you would react," Douxie admitted. "Now, I know how you react to pick up lines." 

He burst out laughing while you were groaned at him. 

"Haha, very funny," you retorted. 

"Okay okay. I'll stop laughing. So, you done?" he asked. 

"Yep," you answered. 

"Okay, 'cause we're going now," Douxie said, getting up. 

You also stood up. 

"I know that I'm not going to get an answer, but we are we going?" you questioned. 

As you had guessed, Douxie didn't answer. He just said that it was a surprise, yet again. 

After about 10 minutes of trekking, you arrived at a cliff where you could clearly see the night sky. You could even see the Milky Way. That's how far the two of you are from the city lights and pollution. 

"Wow, Douxie, this is beautiful. I can see the Milky Way here," you commented, as the two of you sat down at the edge of the cliff. 

"Yeah, we're that far away from the city. I always knew that you took an interest in space, especially constellations and stars," Douxie said, wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. 

"Thank you for bringing me here, Douxie. This place is amazing," you said, resting your head on his shoulder. 

"Anything for you, my love," Douxie said, planting a kiss on your hair. 

The two of you spent the rest of the night stargazing. 

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[the-queen-of-hell-666]

God Damnit Ransom

Pairing: Ransom Drysdale x Fem!Reader

Words: 800+

Summary: Ransom did something stupid and it landed him in the ER. Right where the Reader works.

Warnings: not really any warnings, just a bit of yelling, some cursing, the reader annoyed by Ransom’s behavior, the usual.

a/n: I am running out of ideas. So I wrote this because I thought it was a funny idea. If you have ideas please request them. Ask me for a request. Please! Anyway I hope you like this!

You were working a late shift at the ER. A football game was held in the stadium a few blocks away from the hospital and apparently, someone got tackled and then another person tackled that person. Then the dog pile tripped others but there were a few sprains a few broken bones, and the ER was packed.

You and your co-workers rushed around getting people IVs, stitching up cuts, popping peoples’ shoulders and their noses back in place, and so much more. Man, people are idiots. 

Speaking of idiots, you were sitting behind the desk when the front doors opened. You looked up and saw Ransom walking in. He was gripping his shoulder and he was in his swim trunks and soaking wet. He had two of his friends following him. They were laughing their asses off as Ransom walked up to the front desk. 

“Oh, god. What’d you do now?” You asked, pulling up a brand new patient form. 

“Well, let me explain-” Ransom started to explain, but one of his friends cut him off.

“We went cliff diving and this dumbass decided to try and do a backflip off the cliff. He fucked it up and smacked the water, and his shoulder popped out of the socket.” His friend explained, then started laughing again. 

“God damnit, Ransom.” You groaned and grabbed a clipboard and a pen. “Hey, Zoe. I’m going to take my idiot of a boyfriend to go scan his shoulder.” You told your co-worker, and she nodded and you grabbed Ransom by his ear. 

“Ow, ow, ow. Y/n, please let go.” Ransom groaned, as you dragged him to an empty examination room and threw him onto the medical bed. You sat on the chair in front of the bed and filled out the patient form with Ransom’s information. “Umm… babe, can I get something to help with the pain-”

“Shut it.” You hissed and continued to fill out the form. You finished and then put on some latex gloves and walked up to him. “Move your hands.” You said, and he complied so you could get a better look at his shoulder. You moved his shoulder to the side a bit and he winced, and you looked at the bruises littering his arm. “Oh, my. Ransom, I need to take an x-ray for this.” You stated, shifting his arm to the side. 

“Wait, I need an x-ray?” He asked as you threw away your gloves. 

“Yeah, I’m going to go fill out a form for you. You wait here.” You said and walked out of the room with the clipboard. About twenty minutes, you came back in with Dalton, the x-ray tech. “Ran, this is Dalton he is going to take you to get your x-rays done.” You explained, and Ransom looked confused and a little disappointed.

“Are you going to come with?” He asked, and you shook your head. 

“No, sorry. I have to fill out some paperwork.” You stated, and kissed him on the cheek then patted Dalton on the shoulder and left.

A few hours later, it was about midnight and you were writing up reports from earlier that night. Your eyes were slowly closing when Zoe walked up to you and smacked the counter. You jumped and your eyes snapped open. She handed you a cup of coffee.

“Here, wake up juice.” She said, and you smiled and took a sip of the hot brew. She sat in the seat next to you and held up a napkin.

“What’s that?” You asked and took it from her.

“It’s the phone number from one of Ransom’s friends.” She smiled and took a sip of her coffee. You scoffed and tossed the napkin at her.

“You’re horrible.” You rolled your eyes, “Which one?” 

“From Clay.” She smirked.

“Clay is one of the most basic white guy names ever.” You scoffed and stirred a packet of sugar in your coffee.

“Yeah, but did you see that ass. Yum.” She said dreamingly, and you laughed as Ransom walked out from the back with Dalton. Ransom’s shoulder was in a sling. Dalton handed you his file then walked off. You opened it and read what was really wrong with his shoulder. 

“A fractured collarbone?! Seriously, Ransom?!” You exclaimed and slapped the folder closed. “What did you do? Slam a baseball bat into your neck?!” You asked. 

“No. I pulled something in the gym but didn’t tell you and still went cliff diving.” He explained and hung his head in embarrassment. 

“You fucking idiot.” You groaned and decided to clock out early. “Zoe, you got things here?” You asked as you packed your things. 

“Yeah, you go home take care of him.” She said, and you hugged her and walked back out to the lobby. You walked up to Ransom and linked arms with him. 

You two got home and you gave him his pain meds and put him to bed. The medicine made him drowsy and the alcohol he drank earlier put him to sleep quickly. You grabbed a bottle of merlot from the kitchen and walked into the lounge. You turned the TV on and took a large gulp of wine. You sighed as you slumped on the couch. God, damnit, Ransom.

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[heroes-of-olympus-next-gen]

Sisterly love

Bianca and Jasmine have a cute sisterly moment together.

Bianca finished putting the last of the board games back to their places. Will and Nico were out for the evening, so Bianca, Ryder and Jasmine invited over some friends to have a board game night. Around 9, everyone left, and Jasmine passed out from the sugar rush.

Bianca decided to watch a movie in her room before going to sleep as well. She made popcorn and headed back upstairs. She couldn’t decide what movie to watch, so she just watched ’10 Things I hate about You’ for the tenth million time. The rain was pouring outside, and the cold temperatures made Bianca snuggle with her blankets and her food.

If you asked Bianca what her top three movies were, she would tell you without even thinking about it; ‘Heathers’, ’10 Things I hate about You’, and ‘Revenge of the Sith’. She especially loved the scene where Patrick sang to Kat. Yes, she is that hopeless romantic.

Jasmine’s room was next to Bianca’s so she could listen to what was happening pretty clearly. Although Bianca was focused on her movie she was sure that Jasmine was either having a nightmare or couldn’t fall asleep. She got out of her bed and went to check on her.

She carefully opened the bedroom door. “Jazz, are you alright?” She whispered as she wasn’t sure whether Jasmine was even awake.

Jasmine opened her bedside table light. “I had a nightmare. I can’t sleep.” She complained to her older sister.

“In that case come with me,” Bianca told her.

“Where? It’s almost 11”.

“We’re going a long trip to a place far away called my bedroom.”

“You’re being sarcastic again.” Jasmine took her pillow with her. “I thought I wasn’t allowed in your room after I read your diary.”

“If you have a nightmare, you’re allowed to come into my room any time you want. Even at 4 am. You shouldn’t be alone when you can’t sleep.” Bianca said as they headed back to Bianca’s room.

Bianca’s bedroom was very warm as she loved being as warm as possible in the winter. “You’re going to suffocate in here,” Jasmine noted. She had a higher cold resistance from Bianca who was a human heater and still needed to have the heat turned open all the time.

“I don’t do well with cold. Or heat. Come on get in.” The two girls got under the covers.

“You were watching ’10 Things I hate about You’ again?’” Jasmine asked her.

“It’s not every Friday night that I don’t have anything planned.”

“Oh yes, I forgot, you have a boyfriend.” Jasmine hated Bianca’s boyfriend more than anyone else. Jasmine thought that Tyler was stealing Bianca from her, but she couldn’t say something like that to Bianca.

“He is out of town for the weekend. Do you want to go to the mall tomorrow? Just the two of us?” She suggested.

“You mean it? Don’t you want to go with Zoe or Silena or someone else?”

“It’s been a while since we did something just the two of us. I can take dad’s credit card and we can go shopping. Do you want to do it?”

“Yes, it sounds good.”

“Do you want to tell me what your nightmare was about?” Bianca asked her.

Jasmine stared at her for a second. “I was alone. You were all gone, and I was on my own in a haunted house and there were spiders and snakes. I tried to run away from them, but they got me. They got me, Bianca.” She cried. Her eyes were watery, and she was trembling. “I hate being alone.”

Bianca pulled her into a hug. “You aren’t alone. I promise that you’ll never be alone. And I don’t want you to worry about spiders and snakes. There aren’t snakes close by and I can kill all the spiders you want.”

Jasmine wiped her tears. “Thanks Bee. You’re a good big sister.”

“I guess I’m a decent one. And you’re the best little sister I could ever wish for.” Bianca loved Jasmine ever since she was a baby. In the beginning, she was jealous that she wasn’t the only daughter anymore but growing up it was great having a little sister. “And whenever you are in trouble, I’ll come and help you out. Anytime you want.”

Jasmine fell asleep with Bianca. They were both too tired to even try and go back to her own room.

Around 1 am, Will and Nico came back home. Will had the first three consecutive days off in a row after almost two months, so they decided to go out. When they got back home, they went to check that all three of their kids were safe and sound with all limbs still attached.

Will opened Bianca’s bedroom door. He motioned Nico to come and watch their two daughters asleep together. They quickly closed the door not to wake them up and went to their room.

“We did a good job with them, didn’t we?”

“Sure thing.”

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