#warm milk

[stararch4ngelqueen]

Jason slow dancing with you in the kitchen, something fluffy like that please!

Fighting sleep rn so this is perfect. You’re also getting teasing Jason for free. And a ton of other unnecessary details cause I got way too into it.

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Time written - 11:42 p.m

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“Why’re you out of bed, babe?” A bedraggled Jason greeted your weary, squinting eyes as they got used to the kitchen lighting.

“Couldn’t sleep,” you whisper, exhaustion heavy on your tone despite your body’s refusal to succumb to it. Jason settled himself back against the counter beside the stove, continuously watching over a small pot while scrolling over mindless articles over his phone.

“C’mere.” Jason offers an arm towards you, watching your oversized shirt clad body trudge across cold tile floor to get to him. He hugs you close, your cheek hearing the drum of his steady heart as you relax against his chest, your body easing in his embrace.

“What’re you making?”

“Warming you up some milk,” Jason murmurs into your hair, rubbing soothing motions along the small of your back. The lack of sleep wasn’t new, mostly due to your persistence on waiting on him after his patrol nights ended. He felt guilty, choosing to stay extra hours to make sure you kept yourself asleep.

He didn’t mind it. He preferred you over the cold streets on a November midnight.

“Gotta treat my baby like a baby and make her a bottle.”

“Shut up,” you scoff with a smile, knowing he’d take it as an amusing compliment. He enjoyed making you laugh as much as he did taking care of you.

Your preferred milk with a dash of cinnamon and chamomile honey slowly came to a simmer on the stove, awaiting a spoonful of cocoa powder. You’ll ask if it was Alfred’s idea to having hot chocolate instead of warm milk for sleep, he’ll shrug and tell you he saw it once on a cheesy Hallmark channel.

Jason closes his eyes, a slight smile growing on his face.

“Tell me something,” he whispers, his voice still quiet, rough, and tired, the late hour shown in bright green digital numbers on the stove clock.

“Hm?”

“Just… say anything. You don’t have to put any thought behind it. I just wanna hear your voice… okay?”

You had no understanding to the reason, only coming up with him wanting to tire you out just by talking lots of nonsense. You could do that, sometimes that’s your specialty.

“Okay,” you reply, saying the first words that came to mind after taking a sigh.

“When was the last time we had Dino chicken nuggets? We’re grown adults, what’s really stopping us from eating them?”

Jason starts to chuckle a little, then his laughter grows just a little louder. He cradled you closer to body, his arms still snug around your waist. What a silly thing to say, even when that’s exactly what he had asked for.

“No, no, it’s true. Why do kids get to claim all the tasty snack food?” He chuckles, gently swaying you from side to side, not even making much of an attempt to move his feet.

“One of these days… let’s just eat like little kids for a day.” You suggest, your voice growing a bit thick with exhaustion. “Hot chocolate and dino nuggets, and we can just stay in bed. It’ll be a nice break, don’t you think? So you don’t have to be Red Hood all the time.”

He lowers his head a little, stray tufts of hair tickling your face while his lips plant gentle kisses along your neck. His heart hurts a little bit from that little desire deep in your chest to have him home more, to be a proper boyfriend and cradle you in your dreams, just as he did now.

“Yeah? I don’t mind that,” Jason says, keeping you blanketed in the safety of his embrace, slowly shifting weight along his feet to sway you with him a little more.

“You ever danced before, sweetheart?”

“Hm?” Your head tilts a bit. “No, not like this.”

“Is it making you sleepy?” He asks, catching the quirk in the corner of your lip.

“You rocking me like a baby?”

“Can see its working,” He snickers, kissing the top of your forehead. His little sleeping beauty, nestled in the arms of a crimson beast.

“Tell me more,” he whispers, raspy voice growing both soothing and quiet. “Keep talking. I wanna listen to you.”

Your head shifts, your lips muffled against his chest, amusing him with a complete lack of understanding.

“What’s that, baby?”

“You’re not home as much a lot of nights.”

Jason exhales, feeling his lungs deflating while he spares a hand to cradle the back of your neck and runs through your hair.

“I know Princess,” he responds, voice growing softer.

Then, he goes silent for a moment—as if he’s thinking of what to say next.

“D’you miss me when I’m not home?” he whispers, his voice soft and curious.

“I always do,” you admit, trailing your fingers all along his silvery scarred chest.

A light smile pulls at the side of his lips, feeling his pessimistic thoughts satiated for the time being.

He brings his hand up to your chin, caressing it softly with his thumb before tilting it upwards to get a good look at you.

“You know,” Jason responds, “I think I miss you the most when I’m not home.”

His voice is soft, as if he doesn’t want to be so vulnerable about this. This routine is something he can’t control sometimes, no matter how much he wanted to. Little nights like these where he could vanish from sight just to spend a couple extra hours with you was the greatest luxury he could ever want from the universe.

Time was the most precious possession that always slipped out of reach, he treasured every second of it with you.

“You’re always on my mind, babygirl. Try not to forget that.” As he’s saying this, he can’t help but tilt his head and kiss your forehead.

“M’tired,” you whine before opening your eyes, unaware when you had even closed them. He glances back to the stove before shutting off the burner, acknowledging he could at least save the mouthwatering concoction for breakfast in the morning.

“Too tired to wait for your bottle, huh?”

“Stooop.” You groan against the crook between his neck and shoulder, feeling the rumble of his amusement along his chest. “God, I hate you.”

“Hate me in the morning, babygirl,” he muses before slipping his arm under your knees, hoisting you up in his embrace to carry you back to bed.

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #jason todd x fem!reader #dc jason todd #jason todd x y/n #Jason Todd dc #warm milk #it’s good stuff #jason todd x female!reader #dc comics #gotham knights jason todd #jason todd x

[idkjupiterdraws]

The baby recoms:

Warm milk

(Yes I’m back at it again with the baby recoms cause why not)

He tried to sleep. He tried to sleep with another blanket/cover, didn’t work. He tried to sleep with one of his stuffed animals, didn’t work. He tried to sleep at the foot of his bed but it still didn’t work. Prager sat up and looked at all their other friends sleep. He saw how Lopez was hanging off the side of the bed about to fall but he let it be. Prager got up from their cot and went to go find their father, Quartich.

Quartich was in his office filling out some paperwork when the door opened. He was confused cause he didn’t see anyone come in until he looked down right beside his legs.

“I thought I put you to bed little one.” He said. Prager just stared up at him not saying a work. He didn’t show any signs of tiredness. Quartich sighed and picked up Prager and took him to the kitchen. He knew just what he wanted to make him sleep again. He put Prager back down on the floor and as he opened the fridge and pulled out the carton of milk. He then opened the top cabinet and pulled out one of Prager’s sippy cups and poured the milk into the sippy cup. Quartich then puts the sippy cup full of milk in the microwave and puts it on for a minute and 30 seconds. After the cup was done in the microwave he made sure it wasn’t too hot and was just right for Prager to drink. He put the sippy cup lid on the cup and gave it to Prager to drink.

Prager took the sippy cup and drank it as Quartich picked him up and took him back to the sleeping quarters. By the time they made it to the sleeping quarters Prager was already feeling sleepy. Quartich places Prager back in his bed and tucks him in.

“Good night Prager ” he said as he went back to his office to finish his paperwork.

#don’t ask why i’m doing this #avatar #avatar way of water #imagine #miles quaritch #baby recoms #recom prager #recom lopez #recom squad #warm milk #we back at it again

[autismbrain]

instead of saying ‘i think this character is ace’ can we say ‘this character probably drinks warm milk’

#tumblr history #asexual #asexuality #pride headcanons #warm milk #acegot #tumblr relics #aroace #aroace spectrum

[communistmeme]

Elon Musk outing himself as the guy that called a Tumblr user an aceggot for ordering warm milk at Starbucks

#elon musk #memes #warm milk #aceggot

[littlestdinolevvie]

Trying warm milk for the first time since babyhood. What makes it ten times better is that it’s angel milk

#agere post #sfw agere #agere #boyre #safe agere #boy regression #boy regressor #babyre #sfw #sfw babyre #milk #angel milk #warm milk #bottle #baby bottle

[cybers-shithole]

sometimes i wonder how crazy-acey-in-spacey is doing

#crazy-acey-in-spacey #acegott #warm milk #warm milk acegott post

[magp1e-starl1ght]

hey reblog this to give a nice ultra yum yum glass of hot milk to your mutuals as well as a heated blanket in these trying times

They r both ultra warm

#mutuals #moots #hot milk #warm milk #milkposting #milk post #heated blanket

[worldfunfactsandrealdatatrue]

#gay men #milk #warm milk #steamed milk #factsoflife #fun facts #facts #true facts #gay

[shame-is-a-wasted-emotion]

Hey! I'm back with another fluffy married klaine one shot!

Thank you @bitbybitwrites for the prompt. This is for you.

Rating:

General Audiences

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:

M/M

Fandoms:

Glee

Glee Klaine

Klaine-Fandom

Relationship:

Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Characters:

Blaine Anderson

Kurt Hummel

Summary:

Blaine Hummel-Anderson can't resist the chill rain drops and sleep, against exhausting night study for the finals. But he doesn't have to worry when he has his husband, biscotti and warm milk!

This is written to give a little cheerful acceleration towards starting to write again, Unbetaed work. Mistakes are mine

Comments and kudos are a boast to my sore brain!

#kurt hummel #blaine anderson #klaine #blaine and kurt #glee #klaine fanfiction #lgbtq #klaine ff #glee fanfiction #married klaine #warm milk #fluff and humour #Fluff #tooth rotting fluff

[confettieparfait]

warm milk in confetti mug ♡

#confetticore #confetti #confetti sprinkles #confetti mug #color flecks #funfetticore #warm milk #carousel #softcore #babycore #kawaiicore #kawaii #cutecore #confetti print

[ginyia]

Guy in front of me at Starbucks just ordered a warm milk…the aceggot doesn’t know what hit him

#warm milk #funny #copypasta #aceggot

[washedupegirl]

i miss fake story tumblr. can we bring that back pls.

#aceggot #warm milk #weed smoking gfs #down with cis bus

[imsorrymyusernameishardtotype]

I have a friend who is having breakfast with me and they say "can you heat up the milk for me please?" and then proceeds to tell me its the most normal thing in the world to drink milk warm with your cereal ( and with biscuits ) and I deeply disagree. this is how I'm setlling things with her

#cereal #milk #warm milk #breakfast #food #cold milk #cereal and milk

[frayed-wind]

#warm milk #shoelaces #spiders georg #then perish

[thunsdre]

just got kicked out of the sleepygirl sleeping competition for taking performance enhancing drugs (a warm glass of milk)

#shitpost #sleepy #so so sleepy #warm milk #sleepygirl #so eepy #bed time #going to sleep #sleep #sleeping #sleeping competition #sleepygirl sleeping competition #(they sleep)

[dying-of-dysentery]

Oh look! A young asexual at starbucks, I wonder what they’ll order.

#I know this isn't bcs/brba releated but I can't stop thinking about this #warm milk #ace #asexual