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rebouks · 2 months

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Hey Bird Boy!

I promised I’d write didn’t I? I’m missing you already, which is kinda stupid and cheesy, but true! There aren’t any other kids around now the holidays are over, so it’s just old people and super outdoorsy people who walk really fast with weird sticks and stuff, lame! Daddy lent me his crappy polaroid he uses for work so I can send you pictures and stuff so at least I’ve got something to do, they won’t be as good as yours but it’s better than nothing.

I tried to get a good picture but it’s hard to hold this huge thing with one hand and this is the best I could do but my teeth are totally starting to grow back so maybe I won’t look so dumb soon.. you can’t really see em but I can feel em poking through!!! It kinda hurts but I suppose we only have to grow em once so it’s not so bad. Growing teeth as a baby doesn’t count cos you can’t remember it.. how many teeth does your little sister have?!

I’m super looking forward to getting to know you properly since I can ask you stuff now! I’ll try n remember to ask you things instead of talking about myself the whole-time cos that’d be annoying to reply to, wouldn’t it?

By the way.. I took a bunch of pictures of my dad until I caught him laughing just to show you that he can be fun and nice, not always grumpy! He thinks he looks cool with his gold teeth but I think they make him look goofy, like a wannabe pirate haha!! YARRR!

I set Amber free cos I started to feel bad about keeping her cooped up in that tiny plastic box and I don’t think I’d like it if I were her, like how I’m starting to hate this stupid tower! I miss looking at her but I decided to start collecting fancy rocks instead since they’re not alive and don’t have any feelings. Dad digs up stuff for work sometimes so it makes total sense!! He said I’m not allowed to join him for that but we can do it on our own instead.. he bought me a big pretty one to start my collection, even though it’s kinda like cheating it still counts!

We found a birdwatching book stuffed in the back of the bookshelf looking for this notebook and dad said we should put some food out to see which ones we could spot.. they attacked him whilst he was putting the seeds out though so he said it was a stupid hobby and that he didn’t want to do it anymore. GET READY FOR THIS!!!

Ahahahahaahaaa I almost dropped his camera laughing at him and he took it off me for a couple days but it was totally worth it, please please pleaaaaase keep this picture cos I almost didn’t wanna send it to you so I could laugh at it forever and ever hahahaha!!!!

Oh, and I told daddy to take some pictures of me whilst I wasn’t looking like you do cos I thought it’d be neat, but I forgot I asked him to do it and got mad at him cos I was in my pj’s and my hair was all crazy.. it’s kinda funny I GUESS!! Plus, he said it made us even for me sending you the picture of him with the birds so here you go BUT DON’T KEEP THIS ONE!!

I got carried away and forgot to ask you stuff so here’s a list!

How old are you?

When’s your birthday?

Do you have any pets?!

What’s your favourite food?

Do you have all your big teeth yet? (it totally looked like it but you never know!!)

I was gonna think of more stuff to ask you and now the back of this page looks really empty but my brain farted and I really wanna send you this so you can send one back! I’ll think of more I promise!! I’m looking forward to “talking” to you so I guess you can write about whatever you want.. and I wanna see your house!! I bet your pictures will be way better than mine!

Yours excitedly, Alex :]

#ts4 #sims 4 #simblr #ts4 story #sims story #forever in between #fib #oscar finch #robin finch #alexandra sampson #AHHHHHHHH #✉!!#having a pen-pal as a kid was so fun omg #they'd rather get to hang out in person but STILL #adorbs even when they're apart #🥺#it's so fun writing letters from characters pov too btw cos you can say a big fu to grammar and write whatever the hell u want #10/10 would recommend #let's start a thing where our oc's pair up as pen-pals and write to each other skjdk

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fallinforerling · 10 months

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if u take requests can u please do one about reader taking care of erlings injury but at firs he is like it doesn't hurt and then just turns into a baby like he wants you to take care of him(ik its basic scenario but..)

big baby | erling haaland

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Day 1

“What did the doctor say? Is it serious?” You jumped from your spot on the sofa, the anxiety leaving your body as soon as you saw your boyfriend walking through the apartment door, apparently safe and sound. “Are you in pain?”

You took his gym bag from his shoulder, trying to do whatever you could to help with his injury, even though you had no idea what a groin injury could possibly mean, outside of the basics you found on Google.

“I’m okay, really. It isn’t that bad, babe. I’ll be brand-new in a couple of days, you’ll see.” Erling’s blank expression did nothing to convince you; his stiff posture gave away that he was surely in some type of pain, despite his best efforts to make it seem like he wasn’t. He was such a bad liar.

“Are you sure?” You raised an eyebrow when he just nodded, walking to the sofa like nothing had happened. “I don’t have any problem helping you around. We don’t want your injury to get worse.”

“I’m sure, I’m sure. It’s going to be fine, I promise.” You were still hesitant to believe him, but for the sake of his pride, the best you could do was nod along and let him play tough until it was too much to handle. You hated when he was so stubborn. “But if you don’t mind, honey... Can you please grab me some water?”

“Sure, no problem.”

Just when you got out of the living room, did he relax his muscles, having to grind his teeth to prevent the pained sound he wanted to let out.

This was going to be a long week.

Day 7

“Babe?!” You heard the scream coming from the other room, startling you just enough to make you drop the wooden spoon.

“Yeah?!” You shouted back, picking the spoon, glad that you were only stirring some vegetables and not chopping them.

“Can you come… Pleaaaaase?”

You sighed, smiling to your inner self as you walked to the room, where Erling was most likely still in bed, despite his own efforts of acting normal these past days. As you stood in the doorframe, you giggled, taking in the vision you had in front of you: your giant boyfriend, covered from head to toe on your softest covers, his face peeking from the fabric as he looked at you from the bed with tired eyes. He was so cute.

“What’s up, big guy? Do you want something?”

He stayed silent as you approached the bed, sitting beside him with a tiny grin, not being able to hide how funny the whole situation was.

“Are you making chicken and vegetables?”

“Yes, yes I am.” You bit your lip, noticing how his eyes lighten up. “I’m also making soup.”

“Really?” Oh, he was really excited for that food.

You called it “The basic food plates for a sick Erling”— There wasn’t anything in the world that he loved more than chicken, vegetables, rice and soup when he was slightly sick. He didn’t need much to ask for it; even his bruised foot from a couple of months ago had you constantly cooking until he was good to be back on the pitch.

Now? It was the third day in a row that he asked for chicken and soup.

“Can you come and cuddle with me?” His voice was so soft, it almost melted you right on the spot. “I miss you.”

“Ow, baby. I miss you too.” You leaned in, kissing his nose. “But I’ve gotta go and finish dinner or it’ll burn.”

“But you can come back and cuddle right after finishing, right?”

“Yes, I guess I can do that.” You fixed the covers so his neck was under them, making you all soft inside at the sight of his puffy face from the long nap he was surely taking and his big eyes asking for cuddles. “I can never say no to those big eyes of yours.” You kissed him again before getting up, knowing that if you stayed longer, he’d find a way to take you under the covers.

“I give you twenty minutes or I’ll start screaming.”

“You’re so dramatic.” You laughed, already leaving the room. “Like a big, twenty-three year old, baby!”

“But I’m your baby, don’t forget that!” You heard him scream back, making you laugh even louder as you came back to the kitchen.

Ah, you loved that man so much. It was probably bad to baby him so much… But oh well.

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s-4pphics · 1 year

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more mechanic!ellie x snobbybitch!oc lol i’m kinda obsessed and i missed them ngl

wc;cw: 765 reaaal cute, oc is a cunt lol, joel slander i love him dont start, ellies a sub, more monologues, dassit

you smashed the second window of your three day old, freshly glossed pink bentley with a metal baseball bat

and you couldn’t be happier!

not only was ur dad getting you a new car but u were seeing your girlfriend today!

you were giddy with excitement as you went to your contacts and called the number saved as i wanna fuck the freckly girl!

“YELLO!”… joel… great

yawn…. he’s nice or whatever but yawn

where’s ur daughter gimme ur daughter

but you put on an act before ur annoyance could come through the phone

“JOEL HELP ME SOMEONE TRIED TO BREAK INTO MY CAR AND—“

“uh darlin’, i’m not a cop….. you know that right?”

“no i KNOW but i need repairs on my back window, could you pleaaaaase help me?”

you sounded honey sweet, he wouldn’t say no to you!

“uhh sure. you shouldn’t drive it if glass is everywhere, we’ll come pick it up to bring it into the shop.”

you smirked devilishly

“thank you sooooo much! you’re a doll! i’ll see you soon?”

“umm…. it’ll be a few hou—“

you weren’t hearing that, they’re coming now!

“ten minutes?! great! see you then!”

and you hung up, your heels clicked on your garage floor as u walked into ur fathers marbled kitchen

this calls for a celebratory glass of lemonade!

u and the devil on ur shoulder clinked glasses

you heard a knock at the door ten minutes later

but you were already standing there! you ripped it open and was greeted with… joel

sigh

“hey! your car’s pretty messed up, someone went crazy on it, looks lik—“

“yeah it’s sad isn’t it, did ellie come?”

“pardon?”

“ellie, did she come?”

“…no…. she’s at the shop”

“doing what?”

“she’s…. she’s working. on a car. at the shop.”

you pouted

“well, why are we still standing here! let’s go!”

“uh…. okay.”

and you smiled as you brushed past him, hopping in the tow truck with a giddy smile on ur face

you applied more lipgloss and chanel no. 5

u were finally seeing ur girlfriend!

he tried to make conversation the whole drive here, but you didn’t care about shit he was talking about

“that’s so funny joel! gonna go inside now!”

and the minute you slammed the truck door and ran inside the garage and glitter obscured ur vision

the love of your life

the only star in ur sky

you felt your pussy clench in your lacy panties

and ur nipples got hard

she was under the hood of some raggedy ass car and her muscles were out and she was biting her lip and she was covered in filth and u wanted to bend her over and fuck her in front of everyone in here

wanted to make her scream for u

wanted to make her cry and beg u to stop—

“why are you standin’ here, darlin’?”

“just sightseeing!” i’m gonna fuck your daughter so hard!

“alright i’m gonna examine ur car and we’ll have a price for u in a bit.”

and he left

fucking finally

u walked over to her

she had earphones in so u tapped her shoulder

she took them out and turned and her face immediately fell

you were smiling so hard! you were so happy!

“hi!”

“…..”

“whatcha up to!”

“….”

“did u miss me!”

“you’re fucking crazy.”

she’s making you wetter

she was so dirty, u wanna make her dirtier

u wanna ride her fucking face—

“what the fuck r u staring at?”

“you. you look so cute right now.”

she scowled harder, but u caught that pink tint on her face

mhm, u knew she liked u

“take a break!”

“the fuck r u talking about?”

“ellie.”

and her expression changed at ur serious tone. a little intimidated. a little scared.

“take a break.”

she blushed harder

and u held her gaze

hers flicked down to ur mouth

minemineminemine—

she put the tool she was holding down on the side table before she turned to look at u

u saw that little glint in her eye as she scanned you up n down. you want her you want her

u took a step closer

and closer and closer

until u were right in front of her

her heavy breaths were hitting ur nose and you wanted fuck her now!

“where’s the bathroom?”

her breath hitched and u heard it

“um..”

“mhm?”

“in the back.”

the devil on ur shoulder applauded u

“show me.”

and she nodded shakily

you grinned like a kid in a candy store!

u loved ur girlfriend so much!

theyre gonna fuck so hard l8r lol

p.2 to this

#richsnob!oc #ellie williams blurb #ellie williams #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams smut #ellie tlou #the last of us #lesbian #mechanic!ellie ˚. ᵎᵎ

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jarofstyles · 1 year

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Flame 5- Crackle

Hellooo! Here is part 5 to Flamerry <3 I hope you all enjoy so much.

Let us know what you think!

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—-

They didn’t talk about it yet.

The most intense night of sex, not physically but emotionally, and they hadn’t touched too much on it. Besides Harry coming to her house with a shit eating grin, a paper showing his results to confirm he was clean from any STIs. Going bare was something they both really wanted to do.

It was a shame that shit had gotten so stupidly busy.

Y/N was studying like mad. Harry was a bit, but he mostly sat with her as she studied and stared at her. Lots of coffee dates to study, library dates, even a few days of sitting in the park with a blanket on the grass and their books sprawled out, a plethora of highlighters and pens littering in between. It was comfortable, really, like it w always was.

The changes were more and more obvious the more that he had looked at it. The cuddles and chaste kisses and the way that they’d holed off into their own little nest like a couple in a somewhat honeymoon stage. Y/N was still a playful bully but she would kiss his pout away when she would make it appear and crawl on top of him to lay down, her cheek against his chest while he stroked her back.

It just.. didn’t seem like it was two friends fucking around. It was clearer to him the more he spent time with her, the more the touches became natural, the more his heart would speed up when he got texts from her. He’d always been excited to spend time with her but this was a new level. His throat would dry when she would tenderly brush the hair from his face, her quiet contemplation making him want to beg to know exactly what was going on in that pretty little head.

Harry had definitely made himself out to be a goofy, funny, horny man, sure, but he had layers. Layers Y/N was peeling back at a pace he hadn’t really prepared for. The anticipation of getting to see her next was almost irritating. How has it changed so rapidly? And why didn’t he care as much about feeling all these things? The complexity of their changing relationship had made him feel like his head was scrambled. She was seeing the parts of him he had kept back, the softer bits that were genuine pushed back until now.

The thing that really sucked now was the time apart, how antsy he was to actually see her. Sure, he had been anxious to see her when they’d just been friends but now that they spent the majority of time together and she had study groups and such, really needed to focus, he had to step away and do his own. It sucked. The bed felt cold. Something he thought to be a huge red flashing light. He tended to ignore those:

H: I miss you. :(

🍑: hi hi. I miss you too.

H: you didn’t put the frown face. So I tend to believe I miss you more.

🍑: :( :( :( :( :(

H: that’s betterrrrr. This book is making my eyes bleed.

🍑: I know. This intro course should not be an intro course. What are you studying rn?

H: one of the business courses. To be honest it’s all bleeding together and I can’t rlly tell what I’m reading, half my page is highlighter.

🍑: h… darling… that is not good study technique. I’ve told you this.

H: so come over and show me :) :) pleaaaaase.

🍑: do you know how bad I want to

H: then do it!!!!! what’s stopping you!!!

🍑: 1. You’re a dork. And an enabler.

🍑: 2. You know what's stopping me. If I come over there will be no studying done.

H: untrue and rude.

🍑: no, no. I tell the truth. You’ll be like

🍑: ‘let’s take a break! Let’s lay down! Let’s make out! Let’s have sex :)’ and then pout n blink your lashes the way you do when you think ur fluttering them but it looks like u got something in your eyes.

H: now… what the hell did I do for you to attack me like that

🍑: is it an attack if it’s the truth? 🤔

H: yes. Especially that.

Harry rolled his head on the back of the couch, groaning as he stretched his limbs like a cat. Y/N wasn’t going to budge. He knew it and he didn’t want to push too far to actually get her mad, but he really fucking missed her. Enough to drop the silly act and text her seriously.

H: but I really do miss you. It feels empty when you’re not here.

H: like I understand why, don’t get me wrong. I’m not blaming you, sweetheart. Just… idk.

🍑: :/ I’m sorry. I miss you too. It stinks less here though…

H: Har Har. I’m being serious though.

H: your smell isn’t on my sheets anymore.

🍑: h… :(

🍑: i can come over tomorrow. Okay? I can at least come to sleep. Or you can come here. Exams are only a few days away but I know I’ve been a bit strict when it comes to seeing you.

H: it wasn’t like this before. Guess I’m just adjusting.

🍑: I know, but last time we weren’t doing… this stuff. The intimate stuff. It’s hard to be around you and not end up on my back. Lol.

H: yeah… I dunno. It’s just never felt so annoying being away from you.

H: sorry if I’m sounding weird. Lol. Just like… got used to you being here and sleeping with me.

🍑: it doesn’t sound weird. It’s what we’ve been doing for a bit now and it is weird. I miss it too- you know I’m just shit at expressing it.

H: Mhm. I miss kissing you.

Harry exhaled as he switched apps, thumbing through their photos together and the ones he had taken of her when she hadn’t been looking. Surely she would kick his ass for doing so but he knew she didn’t love photos and he selfishly wanted some for himself. They were some from brunches they went to, walks they went on, nights out. One in particular called to him, her in his tee shirt and leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee she nursed in her hands. It was his ‘H’ mug, her sleepy eyes and messy hair evidence she had been very comfortable in his bed. A peek of a love bite could be seen under the collar of his shirt, making him smile a little bit.

It wasn’t just him that was comfortable. She was too, especially in those vulnerable moments. Before she caught herself and tried to joke it off. Usually that was his job, but lately it hasn’t felt like a joking mood anymore. He wanted to curl himself around her and bury his face into her neck, listen to her breathe. It wasn’t a joke anymore.

🍑: I do too. A lot. Which is why I can’t come over tonight. You wouldn’t have any lips left </3

H: I don’t think I’d mind if it meant I got to kiss you

🍑: since when have you gotten romantic on me? That was cute and slightly disturbing .

🍑: I like your lips a bit too much anyways. Don’t let them go anywhere.

H: they won’t. They’re yours ;)

🍑: there he is.

How could he express these differences in feelings without making it weird?

It was obvious something had shifted. Something had been different, and it wasn’t just fun anymore. Harry knew that he was going to have to be the one to bring it up to her but he wasn’t sure exactly how to do it. He had tried in a way, during sex. The most vulnerable place to be. But he wasn’t sure if he tried again he wouldn’t ruin it. He just needed a little more time.

Yes, time. All he needed was more of it so he could strengthen whatever the hell this was and point out the obvious.

—-

“You quite literally have not let go of me since I walked in the door.” Y/N had an amused tone to her voice, laying naked in his bed with his arm sloped around her stomach. His face was in between her breasts, breathing lowly as they recovered from sex. Going bare was the best thing to happen to him, really.

“Haven't seen you in 3 days.” He muttered against her skin, pressing a soft kiss to the hot skin. “Missed you. You’re gonna disappear on me soon anyways to study.” The grumbles made her chuckle, petting his slightly damp curls with her fingers as they listened to the low buzz of the playlist Harry had put on.

“It’s only because every time we get together we end up naked, H. I’d much rather be hanging out with you than studying but you know I need to keep the grades up to keep the scholarship.” Y/N had worked incredibly hard to get it and Harry knew that, his resigned nod making her aware he did respect that. Academics were important to her. He’d never want her grades to suffer because of him, but sometimes he was selfish with her attention.

“I know. M’so proud of you for that, by the way.” He looked up at her. “S’fucking wicked that you got such a good one. I’d never want to put it in jeopardy. But I… I’m capable of keeping it in my pants if it means I get to have you around.” He felt her go to laugh by scowled up at her, shaking his head. “M’serious. I just miss you a lot when you’re not around. Like having you here even if I trip over your shoes and you don’t rinse out your mugs. You make it feel more… I dunno, more like home.” His face dropped back into her breasts, not wanting her to see the flush on his skin.

Y/N paused her hand in his hair, making him tense slightly. He didn’t meant to fuck up if he did. If it was too serious of a thing to say- but her hand started up again, a little sight leaving her swollen lips.

“Well.. we can trial run it in the morning.” She decided breeze past what he had said. Harry wasn’t sure why that had made a bit of disappointment settle in his belly, but it was overturned with the excitement at the idea of her staying around during the day. “But that means one thing.”

He peeked back at her face to see her mischievous glint. “Means you have to get all of it out of your system now. All of the filthy, dirty stuff.”

Harry caught her drift just fine. It was one condition he was happy to have. His recovery time with Y/N was insane, actually, and he could feel himself twitch at the idea of being inside of her again.

“Mmm…”’he moved down, pressing a few kissing down her stomach. “Well… I have been thinking about cleaning you up.”

He had cum inside of her and the mere sight of it had made him feel like he could go again. There was something about being bare like that, being raw and vulnerable, knowing he was the only one allowed inside of her that got him off. It was the entire thing. Exclusivity, marking, claiming. Possessives, sure, but he already accepted that.

“What?” She asked breathily, watching him sink down and spread her thighs open. A little squeak left her lips followed by a laugh as he spread her open, looking at the mess he made. He’d gone a bit hard and he could tell, the remnants of his cum dripping down her slightly swollen cunt. “You’re not seriously going to- oh, fuck.”

Harry did as he pleased, pressing his tongue flat and swiping it over her cunt. Tasting the mix of both of them, letting it coat him, lapping up what he could just on the first pass. His eyes met hers, watching her look down at him in slight shock.

“Jesus- H, I thought guys thought it was… y’kno, gross.” She panted, though obviously proven wrong. “We can just wipe it up, it’s okay.” Y/N didn’t want him to think he had to do it or anything like that- but his immediate second pass sign his tongue had her exhaling sharply, gripping the sheets next to her. It was obviously sensitive and his wet, hot tongue was making it hard to talk.

“Tasting us together is the best thing I’ve gotten to do- besides getting to cum inside this pretty pussy. M’gonna clean it all up and fill you again.” Harry murmured, kissing the top of her mound. “We taste so good together, angel. Like we were made to be like this. Think that’s the truth.” He taunted, spreading her cunt open further with his fingers and kissing right over her clit. “This cunt was made for me. You were meant to be mine.”

He had enough words, deciding to channel his passion into her again. Lapping her up with a fervor that made her tremble, licking up bit of their orgasms that he could get with pleasured groans against her. Her clit pulsed against his thumb as he rubbed it, getting her cunt wet in a much different way than before. Keeping his mouth busy was better than blurting out that he was pretty sure he was in love with her. Probably wasn’t the best time being between her thighs but, he had managed to stop disaster.

When he finally felt her orgasm, her moan of his name and grip on his hair keeping him right on her cunt as she bucked her hips into his face and pleaded for him not to stop, he knew his words were true. Even the ones unsaid.

He was definitely in love with Y/N. And he had no idea what to do about it.

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crisalidaseason · 5 months

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Hi! I saw your Eremin and Jeamin anon asks! The 'Eremin was canon and then later Jearmin became canon too. I like the perspective of Armin moving on with Jean and finding happiness.' I straight away thought we'd get the bird memes with of Eren getting between Armin and Jean, and that made me smile~

Pleaaaaase the bird memes were so funny! And I can totally see Eren being jealous over Armin dating Jean. Eren was always a little possessive over Armin (like really possessive, they hold hands a lot in the manga).

Here is a silly little thing I did:

#sorry for the meme #but I am not wrong here #Jeanarmin #eremin #Armin arlert #Jean kirstein #eren jaeger

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melon-cream-enmu · 1 year

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repost from peach-cream-yukio

Anonymous asked: Pleaaaaase, chubby chaser Uzui headcanons! (and if you wanna throw in some for Hina, Suma, and Makio as well I will give so many brownies). Like, he'd love a fat fourth wife; he trains to pick all four of them up in a giant bear hug at once. He's such a big guy, he'd probably love to just trail a hand down and gently fondle a fat pussy with his huge hand. ALL of them love using a big lover as a pillow to snuggle up with; Uzui is good, but his body is hard and they want a plush tummy/boob pillow!

YEHESS

Hina, Suma, and Makio being so in love with you! They’re used to eachothers bodies, both image wise and sexually, so when they caught that fate changing glimpse of you months ago, and noticed Tengen’s eyes following your form, they all wanted to get to know you!

The girls are so familiar with the strong, small, busty body type they share as kunoichi, so seeing you, all soft, supple, plump, they want to hold you close and feel your warmth! They’re silently begging uzui on the street (and verbally at home) if they can go after you. With his consent (and visible interest in you as well) the girls concoct their plan!

Befriending you was very easy! You were funny, sweet, if a bit bit quiet at the beginning, so each girl took their time letting you get used to them and their personalities. They can see it in your eyes, you look at them with so much appreciation and you would have to admit you absolutely had a big ol crush on all of them.

They were very open about their relationship when they started your friendship, so when they invite you over to meet tengen, they’ve prepared you a bit for how he is. But not completely;)

You mostly hung out with the girls that night, tengen was training. Suma is actually the one who gets the idea to go watch/train with him. Which turns into them stretching, which turns into uzui taking time to ask you about yourself, watching you watch the girls. He asks if you’ve ever done this, and when your flustered face turns to him he proposes he shows you.

You weren’t too enthusiastic about it so he offered just something simple stretch. His carved abs against your warm, plush back, big hands sliding your arms up, applying the slightest bit of pressure on the fat of your upper arms, coaxing you to stretch just that little bit higher.

It feels so nice that you don’t notice the noise you make until you’ve already made it. You can feel his chuckle behind you and see the girls watching intently. You thought they were staring at him, but oh no. They were staring at you.

Over time they all start flirting with you more and more. Whether you pick up on it depends. Suma is touchy-feely, Makio is is soft and docile much unlike her normal sharp confidence, and Hinatsuru is warm and sweet. Tengen, however, lays it on THICK. He’s soft about it, but it’s so clear. Sitting you next to him as you all relax in each other’s company, an occasional arm casually draped around your shoulder, thumb massaging circles into into your soft skin, feeding you. Not in a sexual way, he just loves how you light up when something tastes exceptionally good.

Makio is the first to make an actual move. It was very much planned, but also an accident? She was very drunk, and resting against you. A small shift in her weight has you falling back onto the futon behind you, and her falling face first on your belly. When you go to apologize and help her up she shakes her head, bright red cheeks peeking up as she looks at you. Her arms wrap around you and when you smile down at her she relaxes in your permission.

You end up dozing off as well. You’d stayed over many times and would wake up with one of the girls touching you in some way, whether it be a back pressed to you, a hand curled near your face, a forehead rested on a shoulder, so waking up with all three of them cuddled carefully around you wasn’t too big of a surprise, but it certainly made your heart jump.

What WAS a surprise was Tengen crouched beside you all, and petting your head gently. When you looked at him, he placed a finger to his lips, and you stayed quiet. His eyes were soft as he looked at you all before he placed a kiss on each of his wives heads and as you fell back into sleep you felt his lips on your forehead.

He left for a mission that night, a sudden one. And that’s when the girls sat you down and confessed. They expected rejection, or at least hesitance, but when you shyly revealed you felt the same for all of them, it was a weight off their shoulders.

Tengen was gone for a fairly long time to be frank, and in that time touches turned to caresses which turned to sex. And it was lovely. Each of them had their own ‘style’, Suma liking riding your thigh best (and wanting you to ride hers, despite any protests you may have about your weight), Makio slowly introducing you to scissoring, her soft pussy against your plump one a wonderful feeling, and Hinatsuru loved eating you out. She didn’t expect you to return the favor, but was eager to teach if you wanted to.

Tengen actually returned while the four of you were rather intimate. Hinatsuru on one side, kissing and sucking marks into your neck and jaw, fingers toying with your clit. Makio on your other, stealing your breath with her kisses, fingers caressing your insides with practiced precision. Suma moaning and whining against your pussy as her tongue works with Makio’s fingers to pull heart soaring orgasms from you, her own hand between her legs.

None of you stop as you hear a deep chuckle from the doorway, eyes catching tengens as he pulls his hair from its tie, letting it fall loose and pretty to brush his shoulders. He makes his way to you as his wives pull away only enough to kiss him before returning to you, Makios lips leaving yours in favor of marking your shoulder. Tengens fingers stroke your face and lift your jaw, kissing you slowly with a smirk. You look so beautiful, right at home with his girls, you belong with them.

The girls withdraw from you and help you maneuver yourself onto tengens lap. He’s propped himself up with one arm behind himself. You look at them all unsure but are meet with soft loving faces. Someone’s helping you move your hips on the bulge in his pants, someone’s coaxing you out of the rest of your clothes, and someone’s placing your hands on tengens shoulders.

His cock is hot against your lips and oh god was he thick. The girls are whispering calming words, stroking your sides, your thighs, your stomach. Tengens moans are lulling you into a peaceful state. His big hand creeps up your body, groping your plush stomach and soft tits before stroking your jaw. Your eyes open as one of the girls begins to rock your hips, tengens cock hitting every place the girls couldn’t and all the places that they could and you whine.

The husky moan from tengens lips melds with the sharp gasp from yours as he kisses you. You can’t help but lace your fingers in his hair, it’s so soft. You don’t notice the girls have stopped guiding you as you settle into a rhythm that has both of your pleasure building fast. His eyes look into yours with an unspoken question and when yours shift away and look at the floor the pace speeds up. His hips lifting and pounding yours, bouncing you up so hard his cock leaves your heat.

Suma and hinatsuru support your back while Makio whispers in your ear. You nod and she nods to Tengen in response, who stands and pumps his cock untill he’s quickly coming thick creamy cum onto your face and chest. Your mouth is open and your tongue twitches at the first taste of him. Makio tugs your hand insistently and cradles your face, kissing and licking cum from your cheeks before kissing you, sharing more of his taste with you.

The five of you breathe heavy as the energy calms in the room. You see Tengen’s hand stretch out to you and he helps you stand. He kisses you, pulling away quicker than you’d like and hums as he looks at the four of you. “Let’s get you four cleaned up.” He smiles softly at you all.

#cream slayer #cream afab #cream fem #cream filled #eeeeee #uzui smut #hinatsuru x reader #suma x reader #makio x reader #demon slayer smut #cream writes

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iluvchanniesposts · 2 years

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Can you do something with skz reactions to you blowing raspberries on their bellies?

Chan

“what are you doing?” he giggled and laced his fingers through your hair. “i’m blowing raspberries.” you stated matter of factly. he just shook his head at you, laughing and let you carry on. of course, you weren’t getting the reaction you wanted, so you moved lower. you pulled his jogger waistline down a little and blew a raspberry on his v line. this time he jumped a little, pushing your head off gently and asked you to stop. “oi, stop it! you don’t like it when i do it to you.”

Minho

“yah! you made me jump!” he quickly pulled his shirt down and you moved away. “does it tickle?” you asked with a grin. “no..” it was so evident that he was lying. his soft spot for you was so clear, which meant he let you lift his shirt again. you placed your lips directly over his bellybutton and blew. “i don’t like ihihit!” he pulled his shirt down again, covering his stomach with his arms.

Changbin

“ya-AHAHA!” he twisted away from you and laughed so loud. “please don’t. i hate that feeling.” he pouted jokingly and you pinched his cheek. “but you’re so cuuuuute.” you sang. “no, i’m not.” he stretched which made his shirt lift a little. he couldn’t see you, his eyes were closed, so you took advantage and placed your mouth on the small part of his exposed stomach. “HAHAHA y/n i said stop!”

Hyunjin

“PLEASE DONT!” he couldn’t push you away fast enough, leading you to blowing a huge raspberry on the middle of his stomach. “HAHAHAH Y/N PLEASE!” he begged again, head thrown back onto the pillow. “why not? you seem to be enjoying it.” you held him down as he was so weak and blew another really long one. “i’m nohohot.” his giggles remained even after you sat up. “i’m going lightheaded, you’re off the hook for now.” you stated.

Han

this boy always claims to never be ticklish, but one thing you never tried was raspberries. he was laying on the bed after his shower with nothing but grey shorts on. one arm was behind his head as the other rested on his chest. “can i do something?” you asked and positioned yourself near his torso. “you’re going to try and tickle me again, aren’t you?” he raised a brow and you smiled. you placed your lips on his stomach, blowing a long raspberry. his lips twitched into a smile and his arm jolted a little. “okay, maybe it did tickle a little.” he admitted.

Felix

“AH!” he yelled and made you jump. “what?” you questioned stupidly as if you didn’t know what you had done. “stop tickling me. i’m playing a game.” he smiled and covered his stomach. you sat back for a while, waiting for him to drop his guard. a little while later, you positioned yourself on his stomach and told him you just wanted to cuddle. he rested an arm over your back and you gradually started lifting his shirt again without him realising. another raspberry caught him off guard, making him drop his phone and fall into a puddle of giggles.

Seungmin

“why?” was all he said. he giggled, and pulled his top down, but he wanted to act cool. “because you’re ticklish, and i think it’s cute.” you shrugged. “how is it cute?” he asked. “hm, probably because you think you’re cool and strong but if i do this..you squirm away.” you blew another one on his stomach and made him wriggle away from you. “okay, well what if i do it to you then?” he questioned, coming closer.

Jeongin

“NO!” he squeezed his eyes shut and tried his best to get away from you. “one more pleaaaaase if you love me!” you begged him and he couldn’t stop laughing from the previous one. “i’m too ticklish, babe.” he giggled and held your wrists. “that’s why it’s funny.” you pouted and gave him the eyes, which he can’t resist. “okay, one more only.” he stated and lifted his shirt for you. you decided to make the final one as long as possible. taking a deep breath, you released all the air onto his stomach. “I CANT TAKE IHIHIT!”

#stray kids #skz #skz x reader #bang chan #lee minho #stray kids minho #tickle #hwang hyunjin #ler #tickle fic #skz changbin #hanjisungsoft #felix tickle #skz seungmin #jeongin tickle

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roxy206 · 6 months

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Philosophers Watching Car Crashes — 06/06/2023

watch here | listen here

I just counted how many pod episodes I have to catch up on & we’re just going to ignore that number 🙃

Honestly it’s kind of funny that I watched this week’s UNHhhh earlier which mentioned car crashes & now this episode title

I’m so behind on the pod that this is before the decoration change

I love that Katya somehow went down a Google rabbit hole of Kacey Musgraves

Hot people know they’re hot — I mean this coming from someone who frequently thinks they’re unfuckable …

It’s hard for you — lmaooo Katya laughing at this

Did y’all know that I love Katya’s laugh

I truly need Trixie to take Katya to Dave & Busters

I was really testing my limits of how much I could disconnect from work Yeah I know, you also were on the phone with me, you said “it’s my day off” — you said it about twelve & a half times

You look great

I gotta tell you this — I literally love when Trixie says this

Who’d you have sex with? — the way this is the first of Trixie playing 20 questions about this

You can be hot at any age; you can be hot at any weight

That’s Mother Goose That’s story time; that’s Aesop’s Fables That’s drag hour at the library, honey. None of it’s real, none of it matters

The snort laugh ❤️

Katya grabbing Trixie’s leg while laughing thoughhhh

I think bald works for both of them honestly

I wanna do your makeup sometime — pleaaaaase do!

Okay okay okay wait hang on hang onnnn — Trixie slightly kicking her leg out so it was closer to Katya when Katya went to grab her leg like come onnnnn

I watched it twice & oh. my. god.

If I was in medical school I would want your arm

Trixie not being ready to end the pod for once

Not Trixie being like here are my concerns about your trampoline idea lol

#kimmy watches #the bald and the beautiful #dostoyevsky in the sheets #oh honeyyyyy #trixya #trixie & katya #katya #katya zamo #katya zamolodchikova #trixie mattel

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 2 years

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I haven't caught up with the manga, but please feel free to write for Conny. Maybe some fluffy headcannons with his S/O? Istg I hope Tumblr didn't eat this or my other request

UWAHHH thank you for requesting this, I’ve been looking forward to writing my sweet freckly wavy-haired angel!! ;w;

I believe I got all your requests, so no need to worry <3

Once he settles into a relationship with his S/O, if they’re okay with it and don��t have mobility issues themself, he might sometimes lean on them instead of using crutches as he walks. Not only does he find it easier because another person is softer, can move on their own, and may know what works best for him, he just finds it so much more pleasant. It’s almost a bit romantic, getting to sort of cuddle while he walks! And he’ll be quite vocal about how much he appreciates their help and how he’s surely the most fortunate man in the world.Though he does occasionally get frustrated for needing any assistance, most of the time he’s glad to accept what he can. He’s very much of the mindset that it could always be worse, thanking his stars that he’s not missing both legs and that he’s got his sweet, darling (Name) to make things more bearable.

Oh, he’s always telling war stories ― mostly the funny ones involving his allies or about the interesting culture of Sudan where he was fighting. Good-natured and positive as he is, PTSD prevents him from being able to talk about the battles in great detail, but he still doesn’t want to seem boring to his S/O, he wants to impress them, so making them laugh or talking about exotic things from a place they’ve probably never been is just as good, he thinks. Has he told them about the one time this certain comrade of his tried to take a leak behind a cactus in the deserts? Or the time they all stopped to rest in a friendly village, only to be welcomed with drums and pulled in to dance with the residents? With any luck, (Name) hangs onto his every word and finds him absolutely fascinating.

On that note, Conny is always trying to make his S/O laugh or smile, in general. Not only is he full of sunshine anyway, he just thinks their smile and laugh are the most beautiful things in the whole world. There was a time in his life when he didn’t know if he’d ever feel happy again; seeing their face light up and hearing them giggle, especially at something he’s said or done, makes him happier than he’s ever been. Much as things were difficult for him, just the simple sight of their smile or the sound of their laugh makes him think everything he went through was worth it if it led him to them. Besides… all he really wants is for them to be happy.

He pushes himself a lot with most things, so he really needs someone to remind him to slow down once in a while. Recovery isn’t linear and all that. It’s so easy for him to get carried away and swept up in the possibility of what he can do if he works just a bit harder, that he forgets sometimes working too hard will take him backwards. It’s like he needs someone to give him permission to rest before he lets himself relax. A few sweet kisses and gently pulling him down into their lap… soon enough he’ll forget the idea of pushing himself to exhaustion.

If he happens to still be in the sanatorium and visitors are allowed, (Name) will probably be there as often as they’re allowed. Usually when they’re shooed out, Conny will even exaggerate his gestures, hugging his S/O really close and kissing their face and pleading with the orderlies or nurses, “But I love them sooooo much! They make me feel better! Can’t they stay just a bit longer? Pleaaaaase? They’ll make sure I get a full night’s sleep, I swear it!” Of course, with things being the way they are, it never works, unfortunately. You’d think he was going off to war again with the way he bids (Name) goodbye for an evening.

(Once or twice they’ve sneaked in to spend a few hours with him in the night. If any of the other patients have noticed, they haven’t breathed a word.)

#twennari #Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Conny #headcanons #romantic #fluff #domestic #HE'S SO CUTE UGHHH I'M GONNA DIE-#one hell of a queue

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honoredbastard · 3 years

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time & time again.

characters ᅳ the obeyme! brothers. gn y/n.

content ᅳ angst(?), waking up in this mfs arms, crying, swearing, a breakup!

note ᅳ this whole thing was inspired by this playlist. instead i made it belphie. i wouldn’t suggest reading this if you’re down. instead maybe listen to this if songs can help you relax! it’s super cute and i def relaxed listening to them. can’t tell if i love this or hate it.

it was raining in devildom, nothing surprising though. you and belphie were sharing an umbrella back to the home, hands intertwined until his grip loosened and stopped. it felt like a rock was stuck in his throat, trying its best to smother out his words. but, it all came to a crashing end when belphie looked into your eyes.”belphie?” you asked, head tilted and eyebrow cocked in confusion.

“y/n..” he started, slow, inching away from you each time his mouth moved until you were left in the rain. heart shattered and all over the place, you could only look down in pain. ‘at least the rain fit the fucking mood.’ you thought, a chuckle escaped before it hicced into sniffles.

before you knew it you were on the cobble stone crying, luckily every devil in devildom was sleeping so no one could hear you even if they tried. so you just cried out to your hearts content, the words “i’m breaking up with you” stabbed you in the heart and just sliced it open.

leaving you with something you could never fix again. he didn’t even say sorry, did he ever love me? you’d think at times, happy memories was all you could remember him by. it was like a constant remember he was no longer yours.

was he even yours to begin with?

no. he belonged in the vast world that exceeds your limits, he is a star while you’re the grass hopping to one day touch the sky. feel the star, watch as it dies. yet you are only grass that can grow only so tall till it’s cut down again.

you cursed at yourself, beating at your thighs as if he were the one you were punching. although you were just punishing yourself from the reality you’d once strayed from. hell you found yourself so stupid for believing for just a second that he could be yours.

but stars stay with other stars. you’re just a piece of grass visiting their constellation. it’ll end soon, it was the right thing to do. to break your heart quickly. you chuckled, wondering if any other of the stars were searching for you. if belphie even told the truth.

it didn’t really matter. you must’ve sat crying in one spot for hours, you were exhausted as your salty tears mixed with the numbing rain. you could feel yourself shiver but it felt like hell to try to get up. your knees were scrapped, eyes swollen and red, you must’ve been growing feverish.

“thanks for taking me home, asshole.”

“but i didn’t take you home?” a voice questioned, ah you must’ve been hallucinating now. the rain stopped, as if an umbrella hovered over your head. but it was a pitch black wing supporting you from the rain. red eyes filled with worry but with the secure feeling of ‘i won’t pry.’.

“ah. now i see, i’m hallucinating aren’t i? this big star protecting me from the rain after his youngest brother just dumped me. hysterical.”

lucifer twitched at your words, were you sick? how long have you been out here? questions that needed to be answered raced through his head. but first of all, belphegor DUMPED you? every other brother would KILL for you. BUT HE DUMPED YOU? ha- a funny joke until he saw what would be described as a pitiful apperance.

“y/n?” “yes hallucination lucifer?” “how long have you been out here?” another black wing wrapped around your body, scooching you closer to the man who was watching you with quiet bright crimson eyes. “for awhile.” you muttered, placing a hand on the feathers that felt oh so real.

as your fingers slid in between them lucifer tensed up before a shiver was sent down his spine. “can you please stop touching my wings?” he asked with a huff, almost grabbing you by the collar- but you were in a sensitive state. comfort seeking was normal. right? this was comforting to pet his wings? he didn’t know.. he wasn’t good at this.

“but they’re so nice and soft, warm too. hallucination lucifer you seem very real.” you chuckled to yourself before a small ouch followed - your body was beginning to ache and shut down from the drenched clothes you were wearing.

lucifer noticed this and decided to pick you up more gently - “i am real.” lucifer said in a matter-of-fact tone. well you were fucked, but for the time being, you liked being in this demon’s arms. they were much more warm and affectionate than the other. the star you’d sought after was slowly dying before another was glowing brightly beside it.

can you search after this one to? will you be able to reach this star? the thought was too overwhelming, so you just gripped at his suit. believing that you could hold this star, call it yours, and give it the most affection in the world? or will you learn the same mistake again?

you didn’t want to know, but at the same time you wanted to run after this never ending vast space called the universe. hold stars near and dear, close to your heart that you can call your bestfriends. but you already did, you’d just forgotten them in the heat of the moment.

the soft clack of lucifer’s heels muffled by the slight puddles of rain lulled you into space.

“Y/N!! LUCIFER’S PLAYING THE FACE GAME AGAIN! AND HE TOOK MY PHONE!” “hey, y/n, can we go get some poison cupcakes over at devilbakes?” “oh goldie! i’m so glad you’re back! Y/N COME SHOPPING WITH ME, WE MUST SPEND!” “oh y/n! great to see you, can you be the model for my next video. PLEAAAAASE?” “y/n, did you read the book i gave you?”

ah this was the chaos you loved until you saw a familiar pillow with a cow pattern. your throat closed and blood ran cold, belphegor- you awoke from whatever that was in an unfamiliar yet familiar room.

the decorations you’ve once seen before when something broke your room wall. it was all a hazy memory but you remember that was the first time you were aware of belphegor’s name. that you’d soon come to regret, but your attention was drawn back to strong arms that you recognized the scent of.

you tried to wiggle out of the lock he had on you (which was his arms. i’m sure he’s NOT letting you go anywhere. i promise you that), but that and your body were unforgiving and it already drained you with three simple movements.

“y/n?”

welp, you’re fucked?

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mxsmwndr · 3 years

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a strong majority of the prompts below do not belong to me, so all credits go to og posters when due!! (also if u see ur prompt here and u want it taken off, feel free to message me! ;) )

PROMPTS:

bonfire

sleepover

carving pumpkins

ouija boards

corn maze

hay ride

horror movie marathon/s

pumpkin patch

monster/ghost x human

monster/ghost x monster/ghost hunter

“you scared?”

“SpOOkY sCArY SkELetOnS”

“anyone else a little freaked out right now?”

“but you’re so tall! can you pleaaaaase come apple picking with me?”

*GASP* “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TRICK-OR-TREATING?!?!”

“if you carve a dick on this pumpkin, i swear to god”

“your hands are so cold!”

“why am i actually not surprised that you/he/she know/s the entire thriller dance”

“STOP THROWING CORN AT ME!!!”

“RUN!”

“come on, don’t be such a scaredy cat”

“trick-or-treating is for children. let’s go cause some trouble.”

“why did you get such a tiny pumpkin? we have to carve this!”

“you make a pretty cute ghost, babe”

“did you see/hear that?”

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY PUMPKIN?!?!?!”

“what if we hold hands and go together?”

“i don’t think this is the right way…”

“i think your house is haunted” OR “is your house haunted?”

“we are NOT watching hocus pocus again”

“I SAID NO MORE CANDY CORN!”

“please tell me that’s fake blood…”

*arguing about if the nightmare before christmas is a christmas movie or halloween movie*

*something along the lines of* “i thought you died”/“you died”/“why are you here”

“you look like you’ve just seen a ghost”

“please tell me that was your stomach growling” // “that was not my stomach growling”

“HOW DO YOU ACCIDENTALLY SUMMON A DEMON?!?!?!!”

“what can i say? opposites attract” // “that’s really not a good excuse for sleeping with a bloody angel!”

“aren’t you a little too old to be trick or treating?” // “it’s free candy”

“woah! sweet costume, dude!” // “i don’t think that’s a costume…”

“um… you’re glowing” // “awww, thank you”;) // “no, i mean you’re literally glowing red right now”

“what was THAT?”

“if i hear you sing monster mash one more time i swear to god i’ll—”

“you be the butt of the unicorn!”

“i can’t eat anymore candy corn. i’ll be sick” // “then why are you still eating it!”

*in a corn maze* a: “um… i think we lost c” // b: “WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU THINK WE LOST C? HOW DID WE LOSE C?!”

a, thinking it will be funny to scare b: *jumps out* “BOO!” // b: *screams and punches a*

we’re at a costume party and i know exactly who you are but i pretend i don’t so i have an excuse to talk/maybe make out with you

the devil’s heir appears in your kitchen. they heard you call for help and thought you were too cute to ignore

a and b accidentally dress up in a couples costume but they don’t know it until literally everyone at the halloween party compliments their costumes

we team up for the couples costume contest every year as friends but this year you’re with someone else and i’m definitely not jealous and/or realizing feelings

#jean speaks #fictober21 #fictober prompts #narnia #marvel #the maze runner #dc #batboys #obey me #dangerous fellows #back to the future #marty mcfly #jason todd #batfam #batfamily #red hood #request #tmr

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min-arya · 3 years

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Change of Mind

Pairing: jimin x reader

Genre: Fluff

Note: this was my very first work last November 2020. I tried to give it an ending but, I genuinely cannot think of a good ending for this story. it sucks but whatever. pls send me your ideas aaa i would love to read them. thank you for supporting me!! i adore y'all! :) <3

You hate children.

Everyone who knows you knows that. They really can’t convince you to pick up their baby, or coo at them. They didn’t even try to hide the disappointment in their eyes when they saw you roll your eyes when their children copy you. They keep pestering you about how you hate children when one day you’re going to have one. The thought made you smirk, as if. It’s easy to say that you won’t have one because you don’t have time as a single busy woman. And also, they’re pretty loud and dumb. They’re always so dependent; can’t do things on their own.

“I think you’re being too hard,” your brother, Namjoon, said. He was a married man for 4 years now. You can see the dark bags in his eyes as he looked at you in concern. You rolled your eyes as you already know where this is going. “They’re just kids,” he added.

“We’ve had this conversation for a long time, can’t we drop it already?” you said a little loud out of frustration. Namjoon shushed you, scared to wake up his cranky daughter. By the way, you were at their house because it was your pregnant sister-in-law’s birthday. They invited you this morning, and you decided to drop by for a little greetings and told her that your gift will be a little late, which she didn’t mind. “ughh! It’s getting late. I’m going home.” You said irritatedly.

“Okay, so you see, I have a very important meeting tomorrow,” he began. You know something was off, and you’re not going to like it because of the way he slowly and carefully stated his words. You don’t want to hear it, honestly. But you didn’t and can’t cut him off because first, it’s disrespectful; after all, he is the oldest, and second is that, he beat you to it. “I need you to attend the family day in Miyoung’s school.”

You were bewildered, maybe beyond that but, you were. He knows that you hate children, why would he do that? Is it because you’re the only one who is free on Fridays? That’s not even an acceptable excuse. You hated children! You expressed countless times of how irritating they are, how can your niece be any different? Is it because he raised her? You looked away for a second, not knowing what to say. You brought your gaze up, about to protest until you caught a glimpse of his tired pleading eyes, you had no choice but to comply. “Fine, but you owe me 50 dollars,” you agreed with a groan.

Namjoon smiled weakly, knowing his pregnant wife doesn’t have to stress herself up for this school activity and get all the rest she needs. “I’ll double it if Miyoung comes home with a smile.” He said, playing along with his sister’s antics. “By the way, it starts at 8:00am. Don’t be late.”

“Fine,” was all you said standing up to reach your bag. “I’ll be here tomorrow, 7:00am sharp. Thank you for the meal, Oppa. I’ll be going now.” You stated, from you professional voice to a surprisingly calm voice after the news of babysitting your niece.

Tomorrow is going to be a long, long day.

You finished your morning routine with a groan and a pep talk. This is only for today. This is only going to last a few hours. After that you’ll have the peace away from children. After that pep talk, you left your garage to go to your brother’s house to fetch your niece. You internally wished she’s not as annoying as any other kids her age.

You arrived 15 minutes later. Seeing how your niece is crying in front of a kneeling Namjoon made you realize that she hates this idea, too. She’s scared of you, that’s for sure. But, what can you do? Imagine your babysitter hates children. Damn.

“Why can’t you go instead, Daddy? She hates me, I know it!” your niece said as she started to sob louder, not stopping any sooner no matter how much your brother is trying to convince him.

“She doesn’t hate you, baby. She’s just jealous because she’s old and lonely.” He said as if he didn't know you'd already arrived. You scoffed loudly at that. It was almost funny. You…jealous of a kid? Pleaaaaase. “It’s only for today, Miyoungie. I promise I’ll make it up to you. We’ll get ice cream after this event is finished.” He ended, knowing his daughter is a weakling for ice cream.

“Fine.” She stubbornly said. Angrily stomping to the shotgun seat of your car.

Namjoon walked towards you with a paper bag in his hands. “Here’s her costume, by the way. I think the event ends at 3pm. It’s only 7:15, have you had your breakfast?” he rambled. Even though he was annoying most of the time in your childhood, he was, no doubt, caring.

“I’m fine. Has she had her breakfast or do I need to drive her to McDonald’s?” you smirked victoriously, proud at your comeback sass. It didn’t last long though after Namjoon playfully smacked your head with the word pabo leaving his mouth. “Anyway, we’ll be going now. Don’t worry, she’ll be safe.

Namjoon handed you the paper bag filled with clothes and lunch box for two before walking towards his daughter, kneeling to her height and hugging her. He whispered something to her tiny ear before she nodded. He wiped her tears away. He opened the door to the passenger’s seat of your car, making sure he fastened the seatbelt as he closed the door gently, not wanting to startle his daughter.

You went to the driver’s side to finally start the car. You badly want to end this day. You glanced at your niece who was sulking beside you. I mean, who could blame her tho? This was so unplanned. She already informed her dad about this last week. And now, he’s telling her that he won’t be able to attend so he needed you as a substitute guardian. Isn’t that a little heartbreaking? But, anyway, your niece just wants to get close to you.

“Are you ready to go, kiddo?” you asked in a surprisingly calm manner. You saw how she nodded cutely. So you reached for the clutch and got ready to go.

The silence between you was pleasant, it surprised you. Everything about today surprised you.

You feel the stares Miyoung was giving you. They weren’t out of hatred or adoration. It was out of curiosity. Maybe something about you fascinated the toddler’s tiny mind. ‘What did Daddy mean when he said that she is lonely? Is she sad? Is that really why she hates me? Is she going to eat me?’

“What is it?” you asked, growing frustrated by the curious glares she gave you. She looked away, and shrugged.

“Daddy said to not cause you any trouble. If I do, you’re going to eat me. Is that true, Aunty?” she said with a slightly shaky voice. So that’s how he raises his kids huh. “Please don’t eat me, Aunty.” She faced her body towards you with her hands clasped together, practically begging.

It was cute, no doubt. Is that what Namjoon whispered to this baby? You laughed at the thought. For the first time in, like, your whole life, a child has made you laugh. Your niece’s eyes widened at your laugh. The tiny toddler is overthinking too much for her tiny mind to handle. She now thinks you’re really going to eat the sweet sweet child.

“What?! AHAHA. NO! Of course not. Why would I eat you? I don’t eat children, that’s gross.” You said between your laughs. Feeling the atmosphere between you lighten up. This day was going better than you thought it would be.

Maybe kids aren’t so bad after all.

After a few hours of meeting (more like seminar or something) with the parents and this really charming teacher, accompanying Miyoung to eat her sandwich and her meal but she offered you her sandwich because you don’t have anything to eat even though you have money but she insisted so you accepted, and phone calls from your work, it is time for the little performance the toddlers from this said kindergarten prepared for their ‘parents’. So that’s the costume for, now I get it. You thought as Miyoung came up to you and handed you the video camera that you didn’t know that she had. Maybe Namjoon packed it since he couldn’t go.

The performance was good, entertaining even. You felt like a proud mama cheering for her baby while holding the camera. It surprises you on how you reacted, you seemed really fond of the child, and you were though.

After the performance was done, the crowd dispersed into sections, making the columns and rows you all formed a while ago a mess. Miyoung rushed into you and held your hand. And suddenly, your phone rang. You let go of your niece’s hand to reach for the phone in your right pocket.

It was no surprise that it’s your boss. “It’s me, Sir Kim. What seems to be the problem?” you said. What could be the problem? Mr. Kim always bothered you, like he was really annoying. And now, you’ve filed your one-week leave and yet, he’s still bothering you and bombarding you with work. Man, he’s the worst.

“Nothing, I was just saying you got the promotion. Have fun on your leave.” With that, he hung up. Maybe he’s not so bad after all, pfft. That was amazing news, so amazing that you decided to take Miyoung to an ice cream parlor yourself and treat her with her favorite ice cream that you had no idea of.

You were happy, so happy that when you put it back to your pocket and reached for your niece’s hand, she wasn’t there.

Oh no. I’m doomed. Namjoon’s going to kill me. You thought as you started formulating a plan on searching for Miyoung. Internally panicking. What to do? You scanned the whole area to see if someone found Miyoung. Unfortunately, the messy crowd started to disperse slowly.

The pounding of your chest, beads of sweat start forming on your forehead as you spin around trying to look for a familiar small girl with a yellow humongous ribbon on her head. You were out of luck. Stupid phone call. Stupid promotion. Stupid boss. Stupid life!

You approached a middle-aged woman who looked like a principal in this kindergarten, thinking it would help you search for your niece. But then, an unknown number called you. Anxiety filled your stomach, a slight ringing in the background was heard, then silence.

Oh no, is Miyoung kidnapped? Are they going to ask me for ransom? Why is this happening? You thought as your shaky hands answered the phone.

“Hello? Hello, Miss?” a sweet honey-voiced man talked through the phone. He didn’t sound like a mysterious criminal, did he?

“Hello? Who is this?” you cringed at how shaky your voice was, you should’ve sounded tough not like some scared girl.

“Oh, where are my manners! I’m Park Jimin, Miss. Kim Miyoung’s teacher. I found your business card on the child’s ID. Don’t worry she’s in good hands but, be sure to pick her up though. We’re at the teacher’s faculty. I’ll hang up now.” He started, sounding so sure and professional.

You have finally arrived at your destination, the teacher’s faculty. You see Miyoung, sitting on a chair with a chocolate in her hand, eating happily while she swings her feet.

A man approached you, just as you reached to Miyoung. The man smiled down at you. “You must be Y/N. Miyoung’s this way.” With that, he led you to the faculty room that your niece was staying on.

“Aunty!” she shouted as she jumped off the chair, ran to you and hugged you as if you were the one who got lost. “Jiminie told me that he’ll buy me ice cream if I behave until you arrive.” She said, giggling. “Now that you’ve arrived, I can finally have my ice cream!”

“Jiminie?” you asked, curiously. “I thought he was your teacher?” you added.

“Yeah, but he’s daddy’s best friend so it’s fine.” Huh, that explains it. “Come on, Jiminie. You still have to get me ice cream.” She said as she skidded away from you and closer to the teacher who happened to be your brother’s best friend.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him to you, almost stumbling at how much height difference they have. “Woah, easy Miyoung.” The teacher said between his laughs. He genuinely seemed to be enjoying kids his whole life. Heck, why would he even be a teacher if he doesn’t?

You didn’t think you could handle being in the same room with someone the total opposite of you yet, here you are. Everything about this day seemed to surprise you. “Wait, are you even done with your work? We don’t want to cause you any trouble.” You said. Well, that came out wrong. It sounded like you didn’t want to be with him. Wait, no…not really. It's nice having him around, maybe cudd—NO Y/N, you just met hi—

“Y/N? Y/N, right? I was just telling you that my shift was done half an hour ago.” He said, interrupting your internal rumbling. You looked away from the scene of trees swaying with the wind to glance at the handsome guy looking at you in concern. “Uhm, shall we take your car or mine?” he asked, fidgeting the keys latched to the belt loop of his pants.

“Uhm, I’m not sure. Huh, I guess I haven’t thought about that. Miyoung?” you looked away from the stunning man to look at your side thinking that your niece might be by your side. But sadly, she was long gone to her teacher’s side, trying to pull his weight away from the direction of your car.

“Let’s go to Jiminie’s car! His car smells like vanilla and strawberries!! C’mon c’mon!” She squealed to you while pulling on her teacher.

You shrugged. So much for an ice cream, you thought as you followed the two.

The whole ride was surprisingly pleasing. Miyoung was right, his car smells good. Strawberries and vanilla.

You glanced to your left, looking at his hand at the clutch lever. By the way, you were on the passenger’s seat since Miyoung insisted that she needed space. You became silent, staring at your niece. What did she mean when she said she needed space? Is she trying to sell you out? You thought as you continued to watch her looking around, trying to find something. And then, she pulled a blanket from the back of the car. She happily hugged it before spreading it to cover her tiny body. She sat up again, reaching for a certain purple pillow.

To say that you were confused was an understatement. You reached for the door handle of the passenger’s seat before boarding. You finally noticed that Jimin was watching the whole scene. He explained that he was the one who Namjoon asked to drive her daughter. And that today was different since he had to assist and entertain parents so he wouldn’t be able to keep an eye on Miyoung. You nodded in understanding.

“We’re here,” you snapped out of your daze when you heard his sweet honey voice rang throughout the car. You turned your body to look at your niece, you noticed that she’s still in her mini dreamland. You unbuckle your seatbelt before going around the car to wake Miyoung up. You opened the car that was facing the top of her head, noticing the slow but calm pace of her breathing while she sleeps. Just as you lifted your hand to shake her shoulder awake, a hand grabbed your wrist. “She gets cranky if you shake her awake. Let me do it,” he said before letting you go slowly.

You step aside to give him a way to Miyoung’s head. You tilted your head to the side to watch what he was doing. He was stroking her head gently as he whispers into her ear. It freaking worked. She sat up while rubbing her eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he carried her off his car. She looked at you before waving her hands enthusiastically before yelling, “Hi Aunty.” You waved back before walking to Jimin’s side.

You leaned towards him to give him a compliment, “You’re really good with children.” He looked down at you before facing forward, smiling adorably. He mumbled a small ‘thank you’ as he led the way.

You finally reached to Miyoung’s favorite ice cream park in front of a park. The place was spacious yet, simple. Groomed trees around it, benches and a playground. It’s the perfect destination to couples, and couples with children. That’s probably why this is Miyoung’s favorite place.

Jimin sets Miyoung down as he goes to the counter to place an order. You saw how Miyoung immediately ran towards the playground, communicating with some kids her age. You turned your head towards Jimin who was looking at you, “Yes? Is there something wrong?” you asked him.

“Uhm what flavor do you want? My treat,” he said, pulling out his wallet. you held out your hand, about to tell him that he didn’t need to buy you an ice cream, He was persistent as he said, “don’t worry, it’s on me.”

“Cookies n’ cream,” you mumbled while looking down. He nodded then faced the cashier attendant. You unknowingly pouted when you noticed they were close to each other, whispering something between themselves. You saw him moved away, shaking his head as if he was denying something. You turned away towards the playground, just to forget the scene and also, to keep an eye on Miyoung. She seemed to be enjoying her life as a kid. Lucky.

Jimin shyly cleared his throat, snapping you out of your daze. You noticed he was holding two cones. He handed you the cookies n’ cream flavor, before turning back to get Miyoung’s favorite ice cream. “Thank you, though you didn’t have to,” you said, as you gave him a genuine smile.

“Nah, I wanted to,” he said as he giggled slightly. You two walked side by side towards the playground. You sat on a bench while munching on your ice cream. He called your niece to give her her ice cream. She ran towards him immediately before going back to the playground. Jimin sat beside you as he started to devour his ice cream. “So, Namjoon-hyung’s sister?” he started, facing you.

You snorted lightly at how awkward he sounded when the question left his mouth. He looked at you, amused. “Yeah, and you’re his best friend?” you said with just right amount of sass while you raised your eyebrow at him. “How come I’ve never heard of you before?” you asked with genuine curiosity as you faced the scene before you.

“Hmm, probably Namjoon-hyung forgot again. You know how he forgets stuff like that.” he said facing the same directions you’re looking at. It’s hard not to notice how the air around you is claiming, and the getting-to-know conversation the two of you are having feels like two best friends catching up with each other. It was nice. “I heard that you hated children. Why is that?” he suddenly asked, catching you off guard.

You shrugged. You were about to answer but a detail on his sentence stopped you. “Hated? What do you mean? I still hate them.” you said, calmly. You inhaled before talking, contemplating what to say. “Well, I just don’t like how high-maintenance they are. They always demand attention and can’t do things on their own. But, I can stand children; just don’t let them copy me. I hate how they do things I do.” You finished your rant with a sigh. You turned your head to Jimin who nodded in understanding, he looked amused. Fuck, I sound like a child.

He let out a short laugh as he leaned towards you. “Same, but I find it adorable though,” He said, trying to ease himself. “To answer your first question, you seem too fond of Miyoung, so I assumed that you have changed your mind,” he ended before proceeding to continue his ice cream.

“what? I mean, she’s a great kid...she doesn’t annoy the hell out of me,” you replied with a shrug. “Well, what about you? What’s something about children that fascinates you that you chose to be a teacher other than every other career that you can have?” you questioned him. You were grateful that he didn’t hate you for hating something he finds adorable.

Jimin looked towards the playground, thinking deeply for a wonderful example. “I love how innocent they are. They don’t have to worry about anything. All they want and need to do is to be happy and enjoy their childhood. And, I want to be a part of that wonderful memory.” He said as his eyes glowed in adoration of the kids playing with your niece. Laughter was heard as you two talked. “And then, there’s just the hint of pride whenever they achieve something. Even the tiniest victories, they’re so happy,” he added. He was shaking his fist adorably as if trying to contain his excitement.

“I think you’re going to be a great dad in the future,” you complimented, giving him a sweet smile.

“Thanks, I think you’re going to be a great mom too. Someday, he said.

An unfamiliar warmth swells up to your chest as you took in his words. “Yeah. Someday.”

#jimin x reader #bts jimin #jimin x y/n #jimin x you #jimin x army #bts x army #bts x you #bts x y/n #bts x reader #bts fluff #jimin fluff

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moonlit-imagines · 4 years

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Headcanons for being Klaus’s stoner sibling

Klaus Hargreeves x sibling!reader

warnings: weed. drugs/alcohol

a/n: this has been flooding my mind i just think its funny. almost all of this is based on experiences of my 9th grade friend group

prompt: ^

klaus was probably your closest sibling growing up

that was just because you could tolerate each other

it was no surprise that you and him took up a hobby together at the ripe young age of 13

who started who on what, you ask? well—

anyways, you and klaus used to rendezvous on the roof where no one would look

“ew, is that a cigarette? allison...” -you

“don’t mind if i do” -klaus, relighting the half-smoked cigarette

“gross! that shit’ll give you cancer. here, try this, it’s fresh”

and so a tradition was born. well, not so much a tradition...more like a daily (and nightly...occasionally hourly) ritual

your dealer definitely ripped you guys off bc you were two dumbass rich kids LMFAOO $50 for a gram? sounds legit!

as the years went by, the two of you got much more comfortable with it in the house.

klaus literally rolled joints at the dinner table

*walking into klaus’s room* *inhaling* “you son of a bitch, you smoked without me?!”

“of course not! i would never!”

“you are the worst liar in this house”

“alright, fine! but i did get mom to make us edibles...”

“you WHAT?!”

👉👈 eating weed cookies with klaus and you just.....you just felt like you went limp. no functioning for the rest of the day

until you got called for a mission ndshhshshshhs

“are you two high?” -luther

“dude, we’re not high, you are” -klaus

“nope, uh-uh, shutupshutupshutup” -you

~the weed bag~

that name cant get much more clear, it was the bag for all the weed paraphernalia

“we could make a bong out of that, and that, ooh! that too! and a pipe out of this thingy. think pogo would mind if we took this?” -klaus

“klaus, rule one of being a stoner is to not be a dumbass about it or else you’re gonna get caught” -yourself

“what’s rule number two?”

“puff, puff, pass”

you two actually were caught a handful of times

you nearly pissed yourself when reggie himself caught you

“what in the world do you think you’re doing out here? and with marijuana? no wonder the two of you are so disappointing! you’re killing your braincells!”

okay boomer

once you and klaus went your separate ways, he lost his and started toying with hard drugs (and a looot of alcohol)

you didn’t know this until they family reunion 13 years later

“klaus! you look...awful”

“oh, that’s so sweet!”

“is that a rehab bracelet? oh, please tell me you haven’t been experimenting with other drugs”

“experimenting? no! no, of course not. no, i’m just doing them”

“goddammit...”

you kinda did not like that at all and gave him a lecture about how “weed is safer than any drug out there. weed is safer than alcohol, weed makes everything so much better. weed helps with anxiety”

the whole stoner shtick

and you did roll and store a box of blunts for this joyous occasion

✨stress relief✨

“you got a light, y/n?”

“uh, yeah” *patting yourself down and feeling like 6 different lighters on you bc you stay prepared, holding one out for klaus* “here, you can keep it”

*gasp* “you mean it?”

literally smoking a blunt at the funeral

it was almost poetic

“klaus, put out that cancer stick” -you about his cigarette

*puts it out on dad’s ashes*

“NICE” -also you

rummaging around your rooms for old memories

“hey! look what i found!” -klaus

“oh, no”

klaus found a pipe made from a metal can and old, OLD weed

“what are you doing, klaus?”

“cant let this go to waste”

“klaus that is literally over a decade old”

missing the old days when you used to make pipes out of anything

“we should make an apple pipe for old time’s sake!”

your siblings walking by all judgemental of you and your choices

“you are both hazards to society” -allison

“love you, too, sis” -klaus

“hey, vanya! you should try this instead of those pills you take! it’s a whole lot healthier!” -you

“diego? want a hit?” -you

“my body is a temple” -diego

“uh, okay freak”

oh yeah i forgot five came back!

he was just disappointed in you

“well, we wouldn’t share anyways! it’s wrong to give 13 year olds pot!”

“weren’t you two 13 when you started smoking pot?”

“in theory”

...

anyways idk what the fuck was going on with all the future shit and the past shit and the time travel and the apocalypse and the time assassins but like, you did not vibe with any of that

you were really just tryna get klaus off of all the other drugs

“klausssss, no more pleaaaaase”

“but i wanna get highhhhhhh”

“then smoke weeeeeeed”

“you’re so vanillaaaaaaa”

“i cant stand youuuuuu”

and before you knew it the apocalypse was upon you and you thought that the 1960’s was actually just you tripping bc klaus drugged you or something!

maybe it’d be good to stay sober for just a little while

taglist: @alwaysananglophile // @cullens-stuff // @lotsoffandomrecs // @takethebladeawayfromme // @that-nerd-tessa // @teenwaywardasgardian // @spidergirla5 // @sheridans-dynamos // @freya-xo // @johnmurphyisbisexual // @jay-is-groovy // @ravenmoore14 // @thisetaernallove // @abbiesthings // @thereagles // @ofthedewthesunlight //

#klaus hargreeves x reader #klaus hargreeves imagine #klaus hargreeves #tua #tua x reader #tua imagine #umbrella academy x reader #umbrella academy imagine

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paintedpeeta · 3 years

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more toast baby head canons pleaaaaase<3

anon i probably shouldn’t i feel like everyone must be sick of my ramblings by now.... but i’m still gonna 😭

first of all i’m going to start with saying katniss loves her babies, okay? she loved them so much that even before they were born she couldn’t bare to think of them suffering or in pain or being subject to the horrors of the games the way she was (this is why she didn’t want to have children. not because she didn’t like kids not because she didn’t want them not to make a statement. she simply couldn’t stand the idea of not being able to protect her children, she’d rather never have children than let that happen.) and this is why it makes sense that she has children when the world is no longer like that and she feels safe and open to the idea. (to soothe herself to sleep on the quell beach she literally imagines a world where it would be safe to have peeta’s baby like you cannot make this up. it’s right there)

i could go on and on about that because i still see people saying the mockingjay ending didn’t make sense or was out of character or forced and like 🥲 but we move we move. people are allowed to feel however they like of course.

katniss would rely a lot on peeta to help her work through her anxiety during her pregnancy. the past 15 years was them learning how to take care of each other and even though this is a wee bit different he adapts super quickly to what she needs. panic when the baby moves and kicks is quickly calmed with talk of the nursery and name ideas, getting her cosy on the couch and playing with her hair until she’s settled again.

speaking of the nursery, they decorate it together as a project to keep her busy. of course he doesn’t let her near any of the strenuous stuff but she decides where the furniture is placed and he just absolutely dotes while she fusses about minor details to make sure their baby is comfortable. “I don’t want the sun to shine in her eyes first thing in the morning. can you move the crib over here instead?”

she spends most of her pregnancies in his big shirts because they’re comfortable and gentle on her skin and also she’s a stubborn wee shit who will not spend money on clothes that won’t fit in a few months. he finds it kind of funny because she’s so petite and has been all her life and has to adjust to getting round in the middle. she’s always like “you better not be laughing at me, mellark.”

sometimes he catches her singing to the bump or just gently talking to it. “papa isn’t going to let us into the nursery because he’s painting it today. he’s already so protective, i don’t even think i’ll be allowed to get near you.” peeta is of course listening in the hallway like 🥰 because that’s his girl.

this very quickly turned into pregnant!lark rather than toastbaby headcanons im very sorry anon i just think katniss everdeen loves her babies here are more about said babies

i’ve kind of spoken about this before but on their girls first day of school they are an absolute wreck. they walk her there together, holding her little hands and keeping up with her nervous chatter and they just hold it together until they get back home. peeta says something like “what if her shoelace comes undone she doesn’t know how to tie them yet” and then they both just start bawling (she can at least blame the hormones because of toastie 2 but peeta is just an emotional wreck over his baby girl). they’re the first parents at the gate to collect her when school is over, and you’d think they’d been apart for months the way they squeeze and cuddle her. she rides home on papa’s shoulders, pulling his hair something awful but he absolutely doesn’t mind. he changes the bakery schedule so he can be there to collect her every day, and he’s never once late to pick up his little girl.

haymitch stops drinking when their little girl is born. he’s been given the role of honorary grandfather and he wants to be around as long as possible for the sweet girl with dark hair and blue eyes who calls him grampy (it’s unknown if this came from the word grumpy or grandpa or both). peeta teases haymitch rotten everytime he babysits because he’s sitting there with a bow in his hair and his nails terribly painted having a tea party with a goose like 👁👄👁💅 we had fun today.

swimming lessons at the lake with mama and papa. toastie girl is very good but their boy prefers to goof off and splash and dunk his papa’s head under. he is, however, a natural at fishing. he can be quiet when he needs to be and his nets always seem to be full when he goes out with his mama. they noticed this talent when he was just a little toddler and yanked a fish out of the lake with his chunky baby hands (peeta is like “what the fuck. what did i marry into”)

peeta and katniss sometimes quietly observe their children playing together, their girl setting up a little fake bakery and using her baby brother and the cat as her only customers. baby boy is like, propped up on pillows because he can’t sit yet and girl is like “I think i’ve short changed you sir here is the rest of your money.” he has no idea what the hell she is saying but he is living for it. the cat bolts when she tries to get an apron on him. baby boy face plants onto his cushioned pen from laughing too hard and his sister is like “okay let’s not tell mama about that one.” even though her and peeta are watching from the door with teary laughs because that’s their babies!!

the toasties are fiercely protective of each other, even when they’re little kids. their girl holds her brothers hand and walks him to his classroom on his first day of school and she’s the first one to get to him if he falls over in the yard or gets upset. one day an older boy pushes past toast girl in the corridor and her little brother is sent to the principles office for launching a pebble at his head 💀 (katniss is in that office like “i really don’t see a problem here mr principle i really don’t. it hit him right between the eyes? nice shot, kid. i mean... bad.”.)

peeta sometimes takes a toastie with him to the bakery to give katniss a rest or a chance to get out to the woods by herself, and he’s always so proud to show off his kids. they just absolutely charm the customers and also they have a lot of fun when papa lets them messily decorate cookies and cakes.

the toasties are very familiar with everyone in the memory book, even when they don’t know what happened to any of them, they know auntie prim and grandpa everdeen and their uncles.

family cuddle time is no joke. sometimes the toasties just want a night in mama and papas bed, like if there’s a thunderstorm or someone had a nightmare, and their parents of course welcome them right in. peeta always ends up half hanging off of the bed with someone’s foot pressed into his back but he wouldn’t have it any other way, and he tucks them in again when he gets up to leave for work.

also cosy naps on the couch 🥺 peeta coming home to katniss snuggled up with one or both of their babies on her chest, carefully draping a blanket over them as he takes in the scene before quietly going to start dinner.

#everlark headcanons #ft. toastbabies #apologies to anon that half of this was pregnant!lark but i couldn’t help myself lol #they love their babies so much #give me parent!everlark #i got carried away sorry again

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iluvromance · 3 years

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welcome back to júlia ( @harryhoney-bee ) and sarah read the princess diaries. we just finished the fourth book, princess in waiting so here we are out thoughts! (ALL MEMES ARE JÚLIA’S. SHE’S THE FUNNY ONE OUT OF US):

- okay so solid start. mia’s poems still make us wanna cry but they’re getting better. solid glow up.

- mia describes michael as her heart’s breath. now we don’t have time to unpack ALL of that, but what the actual fuck does HEART’S BREATH MEAN. heart beat?? heart string?? HEART BREATH?! we literally cannot think of what this means. i mean if she insists on using “breath”, why can’t she say lungs? go to therapy.

- michael when mia forgot his birthday:

- the way michael talks to mia... swoon. SWOOOOOOON.

- no but lilly do be making everything about her. mia’s movie comes out and she just thinks about herself.... uh ok

- can we take a moment to applaud miss cabot for including the princess diaries movie into the book. yeah she used lilly to get her frustrations out about it, but let’s be real: miss cabot is shady and we LOVE it. (júlia hasn’t seen the movie, but we’ll watch it together later)

- helen if she finds out the baby is a boy:

- WHEN TINA IS TRYING TO TELL HER HER OWN BOY PROBLEMS AND MIA'S LIKE "... oh. hmm.. anyways MICHAEL--"

- mia is an actual psychopath and needs medical care. she wishes grandmere were to be run over by a cab driver.... jail.

- but then at the end she wants to make grandmere happy and goes to the ball so i guess she has SOME brain cells

- not mia saying michael is the reason for living. PLEASE. it’s the emotional dependency for me

- in an alternative universe, lars and wahim are lovers, but in this universe they’re just friend soulmates

- NOT MIA SAYS SHE LOVES HER CAT AND MICHAEL MORE THAN HER OWN PARENTS. MENTO IWWNESS-

- every single voicemail michael leaves is so endearing and we want to die. also, the fact that people heard that voicemail before mia... EMBARRASSING

- NOT MICHAEL SAYING THE WRONG PHRASE IN FRENCH. HE DOES HAVE FAULTS!!!

- (this triggered a long discussion between us about how lonely we are and how we just want to be loved, so thanks michael)

- sarah: put him on his knees

- júlia: not him. it. men are useful ornaments (she sounds so much like grandmere here)

- speaking of grandmere, are we not gonna talk about how similar grandmere and lilly are? that’s frightening. they’re both assholes to mia for her own wellbeing. lilly calls grandmere crazy for taking mia out of class for shopping as is she wasn’t convinced that the school administration was out to get her because there was a fire drill during her walkout

- LINUXRULZ!!!!!!!!!!! ONE STEP CLOSER TO SKINNERBX!!!!!!!

- NOT GRANDMERE TELLING MIA TO GIVE A MAN CANDY. PLEAAAAASE

- “Of course he says he doesn't want anything, that I am the only thing he needs (!!!!!!!!!!) and that he will see me in eight days, and that is the best present anyone could get him.” bye. we’re ded. the bar is SO FUCKING HIGH thanks to mike over here.

- grandmere never told her husband she loved him. okay but this just proves that there are worst simps in the world than michael. prince grandpere was the biggest simp. and can you imagine being married to clarisse. i’d jump off the brooklyn bridge-

- michael’s love language: reciting star wars lines instead of saying i love you

- “We discussed calling Michael's band The Man, but then dismissed it as having possible misogynistic undertones." oh.....he's a feminist <3

- michael’s hand on the car and the other around mia’s arm as he kisses her...... so firm..... so patrick swayze........... we need a moment. WHATTHEFUCK!!

- okay here’s a theory i have: nobody ever tells kenny that mia is now dating michael. let’s talk about this cuz michael and mia don’t act like a couple in school, and the only people who know they’re dating are the people who saw them making out at the dance and the moscovitz’s doorman. so how would kenny know? (we’ll discuss this more when we get to book 7.5)

- this is the third time the guy who hates it when they put corn in the chili is mentioned. júlia, who is a first time reader, thinks he’s a killer. sarah says he’s worse.

- literally nobody but mia would think that loving someone and being in love with someone is different. the way i wanna smack her-

- "Shameeka is really good at science, on account of her being a Pisces." WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?

- no but shameeka is doing hot girl shit

- tina being sad and using blue font made us fucking sob what the fuck that’s so FUNNY. WHY IS SHE USING BLUE FONT ;ERGN;JKGNKJSER

- michael brings his game boy to school. no i don’t want to talk about this

- “Mia, I love you, remember?” roughly translates to “i love you dumb ass”

- not but michael’s fucking patience with mia... it’s crazy. we wouldn’t have lasted this long <3

- a final note: jane eyre sucks and i can’t ever finish it no matter how hard i try

#The Princess Diaries #michael moscovitz #mia thermopolis #lilly moscovitz #these just get longer and longer #AHHHHHH FIFTH BOOK NEXT #ONE OF MY FAVES

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