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suraemoon · 23 days

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Rosie Rosenthal Headcanons

~Mr. and Mrs. Rosenthal Edition ~

🌹: Hi, Mrs. Rosenthal. Hope you’re doing well. How’s the hubby? These are some Rosie x Reader cute and domestic headcanons that cover some tiny details that make married life even more special

♥️: Fluffy fluff. If you’re feeling horny, stay to the end and I’ll help you, doll. Thats really it. Hope u enjoy.

Humming. He hums softly during the most comfortable silences, making them even more cozy. You could be reading a book on a quiet May afternoon, watching him work at his desk on a cold January night, holding hands while watching the August sunset from your balcony.

Whenever you’re singing a tune, he’s going to hum along with you

Can’t remember the name of that one Ella Fitzgerald song for the life of you? Hum it together until a namesake lyric pops into one of your brilliant minds. Followed by a “Ohhhh, you’re right. It is that one!”

A comfortable hum during the times when you’re crying on his shoulder, his hand rubbing your back in small circles, your cheek against the fabric of his grandpa sweater

Rosie’s blue eyes have always been one of your favorite features of his.

They are as vibrant as technicolor, always displaying so much emotion.

Looking into Rosie’s eyes is a constant reminder that as long as you have him, life will never again be sepia toned.

Rosie spoils you in the most nonchalant ways. Buying his wife a gift is never made into its own big event.

He notices how you eye a certain sparkling necklace while walking hand in hand by the jewelry store window? The next day, those same diamonds are lying on your vanity, waiting to be worn.

For some reason the flowers in the vase on the dining room table never seem to die? Hmm I wonder why.

Little do you know, those roses were replaced with fresh ones last night

Rosie buys beautiful bouquets of flowers as pink as his wife’s cheeks on a chilly day

Hides them in places you’d never look until the sun goes down to rest for the night and you are securely fast asleep next to him

As soft light floods through the windows in the morning, the glass of the vase creates a rainbow and the flowers sitting delicately on display look new as ever

Another small detail that your home would like an incomplete puzzle without?

Him and Hers plaid robes hang gently on delicate hooks behind the bathroom door

Technically, both robes were bought and owned by Rosie before he even met you

But they’re so damn comfy that they’ve become happily coparented between the two of you

Whenever your choice of robe starts to lose the distinct and comforting scent of your beloved husband, the two of you switch in order to replenish

A constant cycle of robe wearing

The record player is the most used and well loved item in the household

Soft jazz fills warmly lit rooms

Not much of a dancer are you? Rosie insists that the two of you slow dance to his favorite love song anyway

Don’t worry, it is not a game of skill. Maybe he hits a silly dance move now and then to distract you from the worry of accidentally stepping on his feet.

He spins you around like Prince Charming does Cinderella until both the rotating and romance makes you a little lightheaded.

He also loves a good candle. (Don’t we all?)

Not only for when he is trying to set the right mood for homemade dates at the kitchen table and nights full of lovemaking in your bedroom

but also to further enhance the warm and comforting atmosphere that fills any room that his love steps into

Cuddling in eachother’s warmth where the cold evening air of the bustling city outside cannot touch you

What else sometimes happens while you two lying in bed on a weeknight? Gossip.

It’s a safe space to talk about anyone or anything

When your little ones start school and the two of you join the PTA, the reason being not because you want to but instead having the “new parent” fear you were the only ones not in it. Do you regret it? No. The tea is unexpectedly piping hot.

“Remember how late we stayed up making those cookies after finding that bake sale flier at the bottom of her bookbag? Today, the Joneses went on and on about how they had a family recipe. Guess what?…their brownie container had a price tag, Rosie.”

Maybe a family member said something utterly ridiculous at the family reunion that you aren’t able to talk about until you’re in the comfort of your own walls

Something that even has Rosie uttering “Now if I was his wife…” or “I don’t know about his mother but if my mother caught me doing that…”

A lot of “I can’t believe that happened” head shakes

A lot of “You were right about that, honey” nods in agreement

Rosie also takes the time to tell you about his cases. Him and his co-workers always act so professional but sometimes you need an outside opinion to confirm how ridiculous some people are.

That outside opinion is Mrs. Rosenthal sitting on the bed stirring a cup of cocoa

Speaking of drinks, Rosie likes his coffee black

You learn that the morning after you spend your first night at his

What else do you learn after that riveting first night? Your man fancies a bath. A warm bath after sex is only part of his phenomenal aftercare routine.

He puts oils into the water, massages your sore thighs, and wraps you in a comfy soft robe when you get out

You two don’t argue often but when you do? You hate to admit it but Rosie is usually right

Even when he isn’t right, he has you second guessing yourself because…he’s a lawyer and being a good arguer is part of the job description

He’s a “I need to get the last word in” kind of person, even if it’s just a snarky or sarcastic comment

You two always make up though!

Make up, makeout, and make love is always the order

My last thot for today…dad jokes

If Rosie is going to do one thing, it’s make you laugh

He’s goes out of his way to see your pretty smile as much as he can

Your sweet giggles can easily compete and win against the sparkling sound of wind chimes

Your laugh is as melodic as his favorite song. It *is* his favorite song.

He’s so good at dad jokes, you have to make him a father. That’s good logic, hm? I definitely think so.

They’re purposefully bad and cheesy. So unfunny that they’re funny and trying to hold in the laugh always fails.

Your husband’s a dork and you love him that way

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Thanks for reading! If you’re like “Excuse me ma’am, wheres the smut?” I know where to redirect you. All my dirty thots went towards my friend Marina’s (@precious-little-scoundrel) lovely post about Rosie. It’s so chef’s kiss. 110% recommend. xxxx 💋

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fandomxpreferences · 1 year

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Full Pogue

Masterlist

Pairing: JJ Maybank x female!reader (both over 18)

TW: 18+, smut, alcohol and weed consumption, piv intercourse, sex in public (kind of?), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), I think thats it

Summary: You've had a terrible day and JJ is hell bent on making it better. (requested by my bestie @disturbedbeautywrites I hope I did it justice)

Word Count:2.4k

A/N: re posting bc it wasnt showing up in tags for some reason

JJ knew the second he saw you. He's always had a knack for reading you; your clenched jaw and taut shoulders clue him in immediately. He hates when his girl is stressed. He never wants you to be anything but happy and carefree.

So as soon as you slam the door and throw your bag down instead of hanging it up the way you normally do, he's on his feet moving toward you.

"Hey sunshine, I missed you."

He makes a point not to ask how your day was and you're grateful. He never pushes you to talk, always giving you the option to come to him first.

Usually, his nickname for you earns a smile even on your worst days, so the fact your lips don't quirk up and you don't relax in the slightest has him concerned. He's never seen you this worked up, and he starts formulating a plan immediately.

"Go get changed, we're gonna go out." He smiles, pushing you gently toward your room.

"I'm really not in the mood, JJ."

He nods and takes your hand to pull you along since you don't seem willing to budge on your own.

"I know, and that's exactly why we're going to do it."

You grumble as he drags you behind him, your feet practically cementing themselves in the carpet beneath you.

He gets you in the room and gladly starts packing a swimsuit and a few other things, well aware that you won't do it yourself. Once he has what he needs, he slings the bag over his shoulder and turns to pick you up in a fireman carry.

You squeal as your feet leave the ground and JJ slaps your ass playfully while carrying you outside. He takes you straight down to the HMS Pogue and sets you down before climbing on board.

"JJ what are you doing?"

Your skeptical voice matches the scowl on your face, but JJ doesn't let it deter him.

"I'm on a mission to make you feel better. You know I won't stop until I succeed so you might as well make this easier on both of us and just climb your cute ass in here."

He reaches out and you grab his hand reluctantly, steadying yourself as the boat rocks under you. You take a seat with a huff and cross your arms, making it clear that you're not happy.

"Cheer up, buttercup. We're gonna have a grand ole' time!"

You can't help but match his infectious smile as you settle into what you're sure is going to be an eventful afternoon.

Before you know it, you're floating in the middle of open water with a beer in one hand and a joint in the other. Your worries seem far away now, meaningless specks way off in the distance of your mind.

The two of you are doubled over in hysterical laughter as tears roll down your faces. You don't even remember what started it, but it doesn't matter. This is your favorite thing to do, spending time with JJ while the rest of the world and its bullshit melts away.

"Do you think we'll ever get out of here? Like get married and have our own lives without all the small-town drama and class wars?" You ask, and JJ rolls his head to the side to look at you.

You smile as his blonde hair flops around and he licks his lips.

"I don't know, but I'll tell you one thing. I'm not going anywhere unless you're coming with me. I'm cool with making my way in the world and getting married, but only if it's to you. It'd be a damn good life, too. I'll get you anything you want. Fancy house, expensive ring; you name it and it's yours."

You stare at his sun-kissed face for a minute and sit up on your elbows.

"You wanna marry me someday and make me a Maybank?" You tease, but JJ doesn't laugh.

"Sunshine, I'll give you my last name today. Just say the word." His tone is serious and you realize the gravity of his words.

"Y/N Maybank. I think I could get used to that." You grin, and JJ kisses your knuckles as comfortable silence blankets you.

A few more minutes go by and JJ stands to start the boat.

"No, I'm having so much fun!" You whine, and he gives you an amused look.

"We're not going back just yet. I have one more thing up my sleeve."

Your eyebrows shoot up and JJ watches as you let smoke billow out of your mouth and inhale with your nose.

"You're wearing a tank top, baby. You don't have sleeves."

Your voice is teasing and he rolls his eyes before turning back to the task at hand.

"Smartass." He mumbles, and your laughter floats through the air as he takes off.

You spend the next twenty minutes trying to figure out where the hell he's taking you. Your eyes widen as he stops next to the cliff he's been dying to jump off of and you look at him.

"No, JJ. You are not doing that!"

You're game for almost anything; hell half the time you're the one putting the stupid ideas in his head to begin with. But staring up at the 50-foot drop-off, even you know this is a bad idea.

"You're right, I'm not. We are." He grins and you look at him like he's grown a second head.

"The hell we are! JJ they're going to find our bodies washed up on the beach!" You exclaim, and he rolls his eyes.

"Well, at least they can say we had fun. Come on."

Before you can protest any further he's tying up the boat and hopping down on the sand, stopping to wait for you. Against your better judgment, you follow after him and start the trek up the rocky cliffside.

Once you're at the top, your legs start wobbling as you peer down at the water below. You can feel your heart rate spike and your breathing becomes shallow.

"JJ, I can't do this. It's too far."

He turns you away from the edge so you're focused on him and his hands come up to rest on the sides of your neck. His long fingers tangle in your hair and you lean into his touch as he grounds you.

"Hey, you trust me right? You know I would never do anything to put you in danger on purpose?"

His hands hold your head in place as you try to look behind you, and after a moment you give up and look back into his eyes.

"Yeah, bu-"

He cuts you off with a kiss and pulls back to rest his forehead against yours.

"But nothing, Sunshine. I'm going to hold your hand the entire time and we'll jump together, okay? Full pogue?"

You take a second to mull over the idea before saying 'fuck it' and nodding.

"Full pogue."

The smile that lights up his face is blinding and he gives you a fiery kiss. Your mouths mesh together as his tongue traces over your bottom lip, and you let him in.

Your tongues massage against each other, fighting for dominance until you're out of breath and he pulls back.

"That's my girl. Come on."

He pulls you to the edge slowly and you take a deep breath while trying not to think about your imminent death. What's the point of life if you're not really living, right?

True to his word, JJ's hand never leaves yours and he starts to count down from ten. When he gets to three your hand squeezes his with a vice grip and as soon as he gets to one, you jump without a second thought.

Time stands still as you free-fall and it seems like an eternity before you plunge into the warm water. JJ slips from your grip upon impact and you swim to the surface, eyes darting around as you try to find him.

Panic starts to rise when you don't see his golden head of hair, but a few seconds later he resurfaces and you sigh a breath of relief.

Now that it's over, all the adrenaline and emotion come rushing in at once and you let out a loud 'whoop'.

JJ laughs victoriously, a crazed look in his eye as he swims over to you. You've done a lot of crazy shit, but none of it has ever felt as insane as that.

"Holy shit, baby. We did it!" He cheers and you wrap him up in your arms.

The two of you just stare at each other, your hearts racing and adrenaline coursing through your veins in a near-lethal dose. You seem to have the idea at the same time as your lips come back together in a heated kiss.

Your teeth clash, saltwater and beer mingling on your tastebuds. You let out a moan and cling to JJ like your life depends on it.

The waves toss you around, submerging your heads underwater periodically as you float and make out without a care in the world.

After a few minutes, he breaks away and the two of you start swimming to shore at lightning speed. You only get to about chest-deep water before he stops you, and your body crashes into his at the sudden force of being pulled back.

His mouth covers yours as he paws at your top, pulling the string behind your back and tossing it in the water. His hands slide up your waist and he runs his thumbs on the underside of your breasts as you moan.

"Are we really doing this?" You ask between kisses, and the way he presses his bulge into your hip answers the question for you.

His mouth trails down your neck, sucking dark spots into the flesh and you throw your head back to grant him better access.

Everything is rushed, the prospect of getting caught nagging the back of your minds. You feel his hand slip into your swim bottoms and let out a sharp gasp. There's so much happening, and your body is in overdrive.

The ocean laps at your skin, waves crashing into you, and the warm sun beats down further warming your already scorching hot skin. You can feel the sand as it shifts under your feet, and everything combined is intoxicating.

There's still weed and alcohol in your system, heightening even the smallest sensation. You don't know what to pay attention to, so you surrender to the moment and just let yourself be consumed by it all.

JJ wraps your legs around his waist and sinks into you, both of you releasing a sharp gasp. Your nails bite into his shoulders as he supports you, the sensation of him filling you up euphoric.

You aren't sure when he pulled his trunks down or untied your bottoms, but as he starts moving slowly, you can't bring yourself to care.

"Fuck, JJ."

Your voice is breathless as you cry out and he pulls you tighter against him. He leans into the waves, allowing them to rock the both of you and your eyes roll back.

It feels heavenly, a whole new experience, and you suddenly can't remember why the two of you have never done this before.

"I know, baby. Shit, you feel like you were made for me."

His voice is raspy and it sends pleasure straight to your core. His head drops to the crook of your neck when you clench around him and you both know this isn't going to last long.

One of his hands snakes around your back and holds the back of your neck to keep you upright, while the other one dips down to where your bodies meet.

You choke on a broken moan when he starts rubbing your clit just the way you like, and the drugs in your system elevate the electricity shooting through you. Every nerve ending is buzzing like a live wire and you can feel yourself hurtling toward your climax.

JJ can sense this and speeds up slightly, chasing his own end as well.

"Come on, sunshine. Let me feel you come around my cock. Can you do that for me?"

You whimper at the desperation in his tone and your mouth drops open as white-hot fire spreads from your center all the way down to the tips of your fingers. JJ isn't far behind, your own release triggering his.

You feel his hips stutter as he paints your walls and he bites down on your collarbone to maintain some form of self-control.

Your bare chest heaves against his as the two of you take labored breaths, trying to come back down to earth. Your vision slowly focuses and when you finally look at him, he's already staring at you with a loving smile.

"There she is. Hi, pretty girl. You doing okay?"

You manage to nod and he peppers your face with kisses before carrying you toward shore.

"JJ my swimsuit!" You remind him and he chuckles while holding up one of his hands.

"Right here, baby."

He gets you to waist-deep water before setting you down and his arms steady you as your legs wobble. Your hands find purchase on his broad shoulders and he slips your top over your head before reaching behind you to tie it.

Once it's secure, he re-situates your bottoms and checks to make they're not going to fall off and looks back up at your face. There's a pink hue on your cheeks, a combination of leftover flush and sunburn. He thinks it's stunning.

His lips press to your cheekbones gently and you smile at the sweet gesture.

"Let's head back before the group gets worried." JJ suggests and you nod while taking his hand.

The walk back to the boat is leisurely, neither of you is in much rush to end your magical day just yet.

The sun is starting to set on the horizon and you stare at JJ as he's covered in pink and orange hues. He looks angelic and loves explodes in your chest.

"You're so pretty." You mutter contently, and he looks over at you with raised brows.

"I'm supposed to tell you that." He teases and you shrug.

"Well, you deserve to hear it too. I love you."

Your arms wrap around his torso and you turn your head to the side to rest it betwen his shoulder blades as he steers the boat, wanting nothing more than to be close to him.

"Love you too, sunshine."

#jj maybank #jj maybank smut #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank fic #jj maybank fluff #outerbanks #outerbanks fic #outerbanks smut #outer banks #outer banks fic #outer banks smut #jj maybank imagine

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nunalastor · 2 months

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Hi! So I have never done this before but saw people sending you hcs, thought it was fun, wanted to join in! (English is my 2. Language so sorry for the mistakes!)

Mine is that Alastor sucks when it comes to bed time activities. In a lit of fic he is a "natural" and does everything perfect. But I think that it would be really funny, if thats what he thought of himself as well. He has a tendency of thinking too highly of himself, so imagine if his attitude towards sex was the "how hard could it be" approach (no pun intended).

And so, when Lucifer and Alastor somehow end up in bed together, Alastor super confident. He has never done it before, sure, but he knows how pathetic man are when it comes to sexual matters (his opinion) and they are very easy to arouse. And then he will perform the quickest, most mechanical dry af blowjob Lucifer has ever seen. The whole thing is over in a heartbeat, the mood is non existent and Lucifer looks absolutely dumbfounded. He may not even finish, just tells Alastor to stop because this is clearly not working. He says something like "well, that was an experience". Alastor may think for a moment that yes, of course, his majesty must be impressed by his skills and he almost starts patting himself on the back for his performance when Lucifer continues: lets just forget about this. Thanks for the effort I guess.

And Alastor just freezes because what? Is the king of hell saying that it wasnt good? Is he trying to suggest that Alastor is bad at something? Bad at something that Lucifer claims to be an expert at (silver tounge and all that). And this is what really makes him mad lol! Alastor is asexual but he needs to one up Lucifer in every little thing possible. So after a lot of arguing he ends up experiencing the best bj of his entire life & afterlife. And now he is really pissed! He just retreats to the shadows and Lucifer thinks that its finally over.

It was a strange afternoon but hey, it will never happen again, right? Alastor did not get the memo tho. Because even tho Lucifer wants nothing more than to forget, the Radio Demon keeps seeking him out, trying to flirt (badly) and also he insist on showing him "a good time".

Because Alastor never gives up, he tries to learn but its a slow process. Its not an instant success, everytime he makes the king moan, he might be proud of himself, bit it will only last until Lucifer shows him something even better and then he needs to try to be even better! And thats their little dance they do. (Because I am a sucker for happy ending they catch feelings after a while ofc.)

(Also, I think that Lucifer could be sex-favorable asexual. )

👀

#hazbin hotel #radioapple #radio apple #appleradio #alastor #apple radio #lucifer morningstar #headcanon #nunalastor asks

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fuxuannie · 1 year

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↳ pairing(s) : various hsr men x gender neutral reader

↳ synopsis : "I know that I'd be lying if I didn't want you here" - LDR by Shoti ♡ (stream btw)

↳ authors note : ITS MY BIRTHDAYY WOOHOOOOOO i cant pull an i'm 14 card anymore <\3 (ill keep doing it with 15) i dont know why i chose this specific prompt as a birthday post but um.. yipee?

☆☆ YOU'RE ALWAYS ON MY MIND, THATS HOW MUCH I CARE

DAN HENG sighs as he lays in bed, his arm covering his eyes as his mind is clouded with thoughts of only one person. He lifts his right arm up slightly to check his phone in his other hand, a photo of you and him as the lock screen while a soft smile appears onto his features.

Whenever he missed you, which was often, he found himself listening to various of your voice notes and scrolling through the hundreds of photos you two would take together in the rare occasions that he'd visit the Space Station. "Let's make as many memories as possible, okay?" He remembers you always saying, holding his hand and giving him that oh so adorable smile he can't help but adore.

☆☆ I CANT THINK OF A TIME THAT YOU WEREN'T THERE

Ever since you left, JING YUAN's longing for your presence worsened everyday, the ache in his heart as he no longer woke up to see you during his morning stroll would bring his mood down tremendously. You were apart of his every day life, during his mornings, during his afternoons and if he was lucky enough you'd be there at night too. So his minds gone mad wondering for your safety and the day you'd return, if that would ever happen.

He has so much to say and to do, but as you told him, he'll wait for the right time. When you and him are ready, ready to call you his and him as yours.

☆☆ I KNOW THAT I'D BE LYING IF I DIDN'T WANT YOU HERE

GEPARD handled the distance between you a little.. differently, to say the least. Lying to himself that he didn't miss you wasn't exactly working the way he wanted it to. "I dont miss them." He says, as he buys your favorite drink to get that feeling of you being around. "I don't miss them." He'll say, holding onto your jacket at night as it still somehow smelled like you. So many things he'd do conciously or subconciously just because he couldn't handle a life without you.

☆☆ CAUSE BABY, IM INLOVE AND WHY CANT YOU JUST LIVE NEAR?

CAELUS smiles as he sees your excitement over the phone, the 3 hour mark on your videocall just passed and you were talking about the latest discovery you made on your research. "Don't you miss it?" He'll ask, watching your expression change to a bit of confusion as you blinked. "Miss what?"

"Y'know, being with me?"

He sees how you chuckle in disbelief and shake your head, "Of course I do." you answered softly. "But.. I can see you love what you do, right? I want you to be happy. And I can settle for this."

There's an ache to his heart, he dramatically clutched his chest and groaned. Earning a giggle from you on the other end, and that ache disappears at the mere sound of your laughter. "But.. I love you too, shouldn't that mean you should be right here in my arms?"

You playfully scoff. "Corny."

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captainnameless · 1 month

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any soft Maxie and Daddy thoughts? i’m in a drought and i fear this wil be the only thing thats saves me

It’s been a bit of a rough week for the both of them. Time together had been sparse and so they had jumped on the opportunity to spend some time together.

They didn’t really plan out if Max was gonna drop, but Daniel sorta accounts for it anyway and not too long into their movie Max slides off of the couch, disappears, then reappears with Leo clutched in his hand and sits down close enough to be pulled into Daniel’s chest.

They sit like that for a while, and Daniel’s certain Max falls asleep at one point, if only for a little bit. He starts getting fidgety and then

“Daddy?”

Daniel smiles. “Yes, Muffin?”

“I’m getting hungry,” Max whines, turning around so he can blink pretty eyes at Daniel.

That’s fair. Daniel thinks, it’s a little past their usual dinner time, having snoozed the afternoon away. He knows there’s all sorts of meal prep in the fridge, healthy concoctions that aren’t bad per se, but Daniel really is not in the mood for steamed vegetables or salmon.

“Wanna order a pizza?” Daniel asks, biting back a smirk at the way Max’s entire face lights up at the suggestion.

“Pizza?” The boy beams. “Really, pizza?”

“Hmm.” Daniel nods, brushing some of Max’s hair back with a fond smile. “No one has to know, we’ll top it with some paprika so we can pretend it’s healthy.”

Max chuckles at that, then nods excitedly, sliding himself off of Daniel’s lap and tossing Leo into the air. “Pizza!”

- - -

It’s a little bit later when they’re finally sat across from each other at the dinner table, absolutely devouring the pizza that’s in front of them.

Daniel would be content just watching Max enjoy the slices, pure joy coming from the boy slurping the melted cheese off his fingers.

“Wow,” Daniel chuckles, amused. “I’m a bad Daddy, huh?”

His tone’s not serious, he means it in a jokey kind of way. Like when parents give their kids sugar before bedtime, or when you walk into a glass door and call yourself an idiot.

But Max does not take the joke, his entire demeanor changes, frown immediate in his features.

“Hey,” he says, in a tone Daniel does not get from him often. “Don’t say that.” He’s already dropped the slice and is wiping his hands on a mountain of napkins.

“Max,” Daniel says, sort of bewildered. “I’m only jok-”

“No,” Max interrups, making his way around the table to stand next to Daniel, unimpressed. Daniel almost feels like he’s about to be lectured. “You don’t say! You are not bad Daddy.”

“Max-” Daniel starts, reaching out to put a hand on Max’s hip. Max doesn’t move away from the touch, leans into it even, but maintains the unimpressed look, frown ever present as he shakes his head. “Nuh uh. You are good.”

Daniel’s heart aches just a little, it’s nice of Max to remind him, but this reaction fuels his suspicions of how Daniel’s 2022 season, the person it left him to be, impacted Max as well, even with how hard he tried to hide it.

“I know, Muffin-”

“Say.” Max says, moving to fit himself into Daniel’s lap, chest to chest, putting his hands on Daniel’s shoulder while he maintains eye contact. “Say it.”

Daniel breathes. “I’m a good Daddy.”

Finally, Max’s frown lifts a little, a soft smile creeping up. “Again.” He demands.

“I’m a good Daddy.” Daniel repeats, wrapping his arms around Max’s waist.

The smile grows but only a little. “You are.” Max says. “The best Daddy, do you believe it?”

“Yes.” Daniel says, returning Max’s now bigger smile. “Yes, because good Daddy’s have good boys, and I’ve got the bestest boy of them all.”

#littlef1adventures #lf1a.minific

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strawbrygashez · 3 days

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Thinking about Andre running track .. and I have a couple thoughts :3

•Cal will go to every single one of Andres races/track meets if he can. Part of Andre wants to tell Cal he doesn’t have to come watch bc he knows Cal doesn’t care at all for sports but the other half is so happy he comes to watch. It motivates him a lot more when he knows Cal is there & it gives him something to look forward to once the event has ended.

•Even tho Cal couldn’t care less about any sport, he loves watching Andre do his thing. He’s easily enamored with just about anything Andre does. Even something as simple as watching Andre doing track has him replaying the memory in his head all night.

•Cal makes sure to have things handy to give Andre once he’s done like a water bottle and towel. He’ll even make Andre bend down slightly so he can help him dry off his hair with the towel.

•Even tho Andre looks so handsome after running, Cal makes a big deal about how it’s gross how sweaty and smelly he is when Andre goes to hug him. He will squirm around but won’t truly try to get away until Andre lets go.

•They’ll sit there on the bleachers for a good while after so Andre can catch his breath. Cal will help him anyway he can while yapping on about how good he looked out there. They’d probably be one of few last people to leave since Andre likes the cool late afternoon air after racing.

•If Cal is one of his manic moods, he will be cheering for Andre SO LOUD from the bleachers like “WOOOOO LETS GO ANDRE!!!!! YOU GOT THIS BUDDY!! CMON!!! THATS MY MAN!” 💀 People around him will give him odd looks but he doesn’t care in the moment. Hell he might even be jumping up and down a little and waving.

Lets just hope it doesn’t distract Andre if he can actually hear it.. otherwise he’s half heartedly fussing at him for doing all that later.

•Cal offers to drive Andre back to his place or out to go get dinner somewhere after since he figures Andre would like to just be able to relax and regain himself but nope. No matter how tired he is, he says he’s alright to drive.

•One time during practice, Andre wanted Cal to try running some laps with him just for fun. Cal would agree to but only gets like one.. or maybe two laps in before he literally goes to lay face down in the middle of the track bc he’s worn the hell out. Andre would finish the last of his lap before going and nudging cals side with his foot and calls him weak. (Of course he’d actually help him back up and check that he’s okay)

#caldre #zero day

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miyhhowrites · 8 months

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Zzz..

An shiraishi, ena shinonome, rui kamishiro x gn! Sleepy! Reader

A/N: OMG ITS THE ONE AND ONLY!! IM SOOSOSOSO HAPPY YOU REQUESTED!! SORRY I DIDNT REPLY I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED THE DRAFT WITH YOUR COMMENT ON ACCIDENT😭 luckily i took a screenshot enjoy🩷!!

An shiraishi

໒꒱is probably impressed by how easily you can fall asleep, one second ago you were talking and now you're snoring..

໒꒱She would probably take out her phone and take pictures of you, to tease you when you wake up, but if she isnt in the teasing mood she'll play with your hair, would even humm your favorite songs

໒꒱would try to be quiet as much as possible to not wake you up, if you did wake up she'll feel very guilty and would try to make you fall asleep again.

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It was a normal afternoon at weekend garage, you and an both chat about gossips and about your life, everything was going well.. until you started feelling sleepy.. you tried to figh your eyes to stay up but it wouldnt, it would be rude to just fall asleep when your friend is talking

"One sec, ill go get us some water!" An hurries off and grabs a water pitcher and pours some water on two glass for you both, when she came back she found you fast asleep, resting your head on the table, an chuckles and places the glass gently onto the tabe, then sat beside you

"Asleep already?" She chuckles at herself then brushes your hair with her hand gently as not to wake you up, she continued brushing your hair until she heard you groan. She then stops brushing your hair afraid that it might wake you up "continue.." you mumbled, an paused for a moment, then smiled and continued brushing your hair "youre even greedy when your asleep.." she teased

Rui kamishiro

꩜if he sees you sleeping in any place thats not a bed he would carry you and place you on a more suitable area

꩜is very very quiet, when he sees you sleeping, he would put a blanket over you just to keep you warm

꩜if you do happen to fall asleep on him he'll smile to himself, despite looking calm hes screaming eternally inside, giggling and blushing he just cant wait to tell you about this when you wake up

꩜would tease you when youre finally awake, showing you his gallery which is just pictures of you sleeping, he would edit some of the picture and doodle them or add a sticker, "y/n~~ look its a beautiful picture of you~~" he cooes showing you an edited picture of you sleeping

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You recently found yourself tutoring your classmate, you didnt know how you got into this and wanted to escape fast it was soo tiring to tutor him, he always answered with the most stupidest responses, not knowing he was only doing this just to spend more time with you♡

You sighed under your breath, at this point you already give up "i give up.." you mutter, rui looks over at you and pleads dramatically "ehhhh.. why? Dont give up on mee.. pleasee? Lets just take a break!" He suggested You groaned and decided to give him a chance. "Fine, but we're not taking any breaks until you learn a thing or two got it?" Rui quickly nodded with a smile

"this separates the chest cavity from the abdominal cavity. Im giving you three minutes to answer." You said sternly, rui knew the answer to this ofcourse but.. he decided to play dumb for a while.. "hmm... hmmmm.." he thinks while making some humming noise while doing so he suddenly stops when he felt someones head on his shoulder.

"y/n..?" He added, he was about to wake you up but he saw the peacefulness in your face, he didnt wanna ruin your sleep! After all it was his fault you got tired.. He continued sitting there, his hands shaking like crazy, trying to sit still but he cant.. not when someones head is in his shoulder, its not just someone, its his crush.. rui then grabs the blanket from the floor then wraps it around the both of you

"told you we should take a break.." he teases, he then chuckles at himself "have a good rest y/n.." he says before slowly drifting to joining you in your sleep.

Ena shinonome

✿at first she would wake you up when you fallen asleep on her, but as you two kept spending more time together she doesnt wake you up, instead he hums and plays with your hair while your sound asleep

✿if you do manage to fall asleep on her shoulder or lap she would blush like crazy, she wouldn't stop squealing and shifting

✿is she does manage to calm down, she places your head onto her lap and just plays with your, not even glancing at your face cus if she does she'll be a red mess!

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You and ena were sitting on the school bench chatting, and gossiping as usual, ena then heard you yawn, and even sees you rubbing your eyes "y/n.. are you sleepy again? Yknow you should get more sleep.. especially since your in night class.." she says calmly, not even hiding the fact that shes worried.

"im fine ena.. ill just drink some coffee and ill be awake and energized!" You added, ena only sighed "fine.. just.. dont drink too much caffeine okay? I do not want you throwing up all over the place.." you chuckled at her remarks and just nodded

You both continued talking when ena stops "oh! I forgot to tell you something!" She grabs her backpack and searches for her sketchpad "im finished with my- eh?!" She felt you head on her shoulder and was snoring, "y/n.. wake up.." she tries to shake you awake but when she sees your eyebags she just cant leave you like this!

"hmph... fine im letting this one slide.." she groans, she then placed her backpack on her lap, after that she gently holds your head and moved them to her lap, making you lay down and have a comfortable pillow..

"you should get more sleep.. you're sleepier than usual.." she points out, she sighs then looks around to see if no ones around, once the coast is clear she kissed your nose then looks away.

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"oh my.. what a sight.." someone spoke up, it was her brother, "why do you let them sleep on you? If i was the one sleeping you would've thrown me around.." "shush! What are you doing here anyways? Youre supposed to be home by now.." she asked "you left your phone dumbass.. i am gonna tell that akiyama person what i just saw.. itd be so funny.." "just.. shut up kay? Look if you dont tell anyone about this, ill buy you whatever you want.!" Her brother smirks "deal!" He then walks away with a proud grin on his face.

@nogenderbee 🩷

#project sekai #pjsk x reader #project sekai x reader #x reader #pjsk #vbs #ena shinonome #ena shinonome x reader #an shiraishi #an shiraishi x reader #rui kamishiro #rui kamishiro x reader #akito shinonome

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vbecker10 · 1 year

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Hey first sorry if it written weirdly, english isn't ny first lenguage, I saw you had your requests open and wanted to ask of course loki x reader where reader is some broke artist painting/drawing people on the streets and meets loki while he passed by or something like that, thats all, pretty vague, I like your writting, and hope you enjoy your day/evening/night

I'm sorry this took so long, I've been really really behind in my asks but I'm trying to catch up so I can open them again soon. Please, never apologize for your English, I'm always impressed by people who know more than one language! 😊 I honestly love this request, hope you like it cause it sorta ran away from me lol! 💚

The Gift

Pairing: Loki x female reader

Warnings: none... literally not a single one lol, I'm in a fluffy mood so enjoy

Summary: You are an artist who paints portraits for tourists in the park near Stark Tower, the same park Loki has started to frequent during his free time. Loki and you begin talking one day after he catches you drawing him when you are between customers. A few days later, he surprises you with a gift and you decide to return the favor.

Dividers by: @harlequin-hangout

You sift through the colored pencils in your case for the right type of green before looking back at the open field in front of you. His coat is a deeper green than the grass he is resting on and the leaves above him have started to turn various shades of red and orange. You pause before putting the sharpened tip to the canvas, you had already sketched the God of Mischief into your drawing but you could easily color over him. You had never included a person in one of your private drawings before, even when the park was full of people you would leave them out of the final images.

Loki sits with his back against one of the trees lining the open field, his long legs stretched out in front of him. His thick coat is open, revealing a black dress shirt with the top two buttons left undone. He licks one of his fingers before flipping the page of his book, his eyes never looking away from the pages. Over the last month, you've seen Loki come to that spot every afternoon for an hour or two with a different book each time.

You shake your head lightly then decide to shade in Loki's dark green peacoat before adding more detail to his face, trying to capture his sharp features accurately. He came here so often he was practically a part of the park, you reasoned with yourself. Besides, he would never know, you think as you reach for another color.

You continue to work, looking up occasionally to check your reference. Loki sits almost perfectly still, as if he knows you are trying to capture his likeness but you hope your brief glances are not noticeable to the god. You put the black pencil down and gently blow any loose dust from the canvas before reviewing the finished piece with a self-satisfied grin. A breeze sweeps through the park and you lift your head from your work, looking across the field to see that Loki is suddenly gone. You lean back on your stool, turning your attention to cleaning your supplies when a deep voice behind you makes you jump.

"That's quite impressive," he says as he looks over your shoulder.

You turn quickly to face him, nearly knocking over your easel in the process. "Oh, I- I'm sorry. This is really weird right?" you ask but you continue, giving him no chance to answer. "I was just trying to keep myself occupied since there aren't many tourists around here today. I only meant to draw the field and trees but... I added you because you're always here. Not that I'm watching you, I just notice who is around cause I'm here all the time, too. I'm sorry, I know I should have asked you if it was ok before I started to draw you but you looked so lost in your book, I didn't want to bother you."

Loki chuckles at your rambling apology and says, "It's fine, no harm done."

You swallow nervously as he reaches into his coat pocket then you realize he is taking out his wallet. He gestures towards the sign in front of the easel and asks, "I only see prices for your portraits. How much for this one?"

"Uh..." you think for a moment, surprised by his offer. You typically charged $20 for a painting of one person and $10 for every additional person but you never sold your landscapes. They weren't for the tourists, they were for you.

"Your portraits are usually far smaller than this so I assume it might be a bit higher in price," he says. He wasn't wrong, the canvas you had been working on was roughly twice the size of what you typically sold. You felt a bit surprised that he knew so much about the paintings you created but you had been watching him so you assumed it was only fair he had kept an eye on you as well.

"I don't know, I never intended to sell this but..." you pause then smile at him. "You can have it," you tell him and he tilts his head slightly. "As a gift, I mean," you add quickly.

He shakes his head, "I appreciate the offer but I couldn't do that. It's clear you have a talent for landscapes and put a great deal of effort into this. The coloring and details are extremely well done for having been finished in such a short amount of time."

A wave of pride washes over you, no one has ever complimented your artwork to this extent before. You start to thank him but his phone begins to ring and you stifle a laugh when he groans in annoyance. He excuses himself, taking a few steps away from you to answer it privately. He runs his fingers through his long black hair and you can't help but wonder if he would be willing to sit for a portrait. It was easy to admit Loki was extraordinarily handsome and you wouldn't pass up the opportunity to observe him closely for an extended period of time.

He hangs up several minutes later, his smile gone but it quickly reappears when you ask if he is ok. He nods, "There is a meeting I need to attend shortly, apologies for not being able to stay for much longer. I would really love to have this for my study, though. Do you think $50 would be fair?" He takes the cash out of his leather wallet before waiting for an answer.

"I- that's too much, Loki," you tell him but he hands you the money.

"I insist," he says, not allowing you any space to argue. He then says, "Although I do seem to be at a slight disadvantage." You look at him curiously as you tuck the money into your small lock box. "You know my name, but I don't know yours," he says with a smirk.

"Oh, I'm Y/N," you answer, putting out your hand as if expecting a handshake, internally cringing.

He chuckles and takes your hand, instead of shaking it however, he brings the back of your hand to his lips and kisses it lightly. "It was a pleasure to finally speak with you Y/N. I will see you tomorrow," he says and you can't help but blush intensely as a giggle escapes you.

The next afternoon you look up from your easel as Loki walks down the path towards you, a book in his left hand. You wave a bit more enthusiastically then you meant to and he smiled broadly, waving in response before heading towards his usual spot. Your attention shifts back to the two children sitting across from you and the painting you had started. You find yourself having to resist the urge to glance over at Loki while you try to focus on the task at hand.

After finally completing the painting, the father of the two children pays you and the family walks off into the park. You begin to clean your brushes, lost in thought when a now familiar voice causes you to look up.

"Hello again," Loki says as he sets himself down on one of the unoccupied stools.

"Hi," you reply, putting your brushes back in the case until you need them again. "I'm glad you came over, I wanted to thank you again for yesterday. You really didn't have to buy it."

"Nonsense," he waves off your concern. "I told you, it was an exquisite piece and I honestly can not stand the blank walls in my study."

You can barely believe he called your work exquisite. Most people were happy enough with your portraits to give you a few dollars extra as a tip but you rarely received any real compliments.

"I have a question for you," he says and you look up from the supplies you are organizing. "I am curious, would I be able to see some of your work?"

You think for a moment, biting your lip before you answer. If it had been anyone else you would have instantly said no but Loki seemed to genuinely be interested in your work. "Sure if you want to but... most of the pieces I've painted are at my apartment. I only have my sketch pad with me," you tell him, hoping he won't be too disappointed.

Instead of answering, he simply picks up the stool he was sitting on and places it next to you with a smile. You swallow nervously and hand him your sketch book, not sure if you want to watch him look through your work or not. He opens it to the first page and you hold your breath as you watch his fingers run along the edge of the paper. Loki examines the first page for a few moments then turns the page wordlessly, you can barely read the expression on his face. You bite your lip again, crossing your arms in anticipation of him saying something, anything.

When Loki is halfway through the book, he comes to a sketch you made of Stark Tower looming over the trees of the park at dusk. "These are amazing, Y/N," he says, not taking his eyes off the page and you feel like bursting with delight. He turns to the next page and says, "This one-" but he is cut off by his phone ringing. "I'm so sorry, please excuse me," he hands you the sketch book and answers his phone.

You watch him pace back and forth along the path, his head down as he kicks a small rock lightly. A few minutes later he walks back to where you are sitting and you can tell he had bad news. "Do you have to leave already?" you ask, the disappointment more obvious in your voice than you expected.

He gives you a half smile, "I do unfortunately but thank you for sharing these with me. You truly are quite talented, Y/N."

"Thanks Loki," you look down, running your hand over the cover of your book.

"I will see you tomorrow," he says hopefully and you nod with a smile.

The next day Loki arrives at the park just as a large group of tourists make their way over to you. Normally you would be thrilled by the crowd since it means a large pay day but all you want to do is have them leave so you can talk to Loki. When you finish painting the first couple, you glance briefly towards Loki's spot and blush when you realize he is watching you. You look back to your canvas quickly and greet your next customers with a smile as they sit down.

After what feels like forever, you finally finish the last painting and the group leaves. You instantly look for Loki and see him getting up. You get to work cleaning your brushes and closing up your paints while he walks over to you. "Hello darling," Loki says.

"Hi," you reply, unable to contain a short giggle at the new pet name. Before you can overthink why he would call you that, he sits across from you just as he had yesterday but this time you notice he is holding two books.

"I have something for you," he says.

"Really?" you ask surprised. He chuckles and nods, holding out the larger of the two books for you to take. "Loki, what...?" you look down at the cover, unable to read the title.

He picks up the stool and sits next to you, much closer then the day before. "I'm sorry it's written in Asgardian but the drawings are what I wanted you to see," he tells you. He opens the book, holding it between the both of you. He flips past the first few pages of text and without looking at you says, "I was looking through this yesterday and it reminded me of you."

Your heart nearly stops when he tells you that and you quickly cover your face to hide the blush that is spreading across your cheeks. He turns one more page then stops and you can see why Loki wanted to show you this. "It's beautiful," you say quietly as you look at the colored drawing.

"This is a book about the palace gardens on Asgard," he explains without looking up. "This was one of my favorite places to read when I was younger." You can see why Loki chose this spot in the park, it looked similar to the small field lined with tall trees. Viney plants grew up the trucks of the trees and wildflowers were scattered through the grass.

He flips to the next page and shakes his head as he laughs, "This maze would rearrange itself. Thor and I spent quite a lot of time lost here."

He continues to show you page after page of the various sections of the gardens, pointing out things he missed or thought you would find interesting. You were in awe of the beauty and vastness of the gardens but you couldn't stop looking at Loki when he spoke. He never looked up from the pages, grinning and laughing at the numerous memories until he turned to the last image.

He looks away for a moment and you aren't sure what expression he is hiding. When he looks back at you, he smiles but you can see his eyes are slightly red. He clears his throat and touches the page lightly, bringing your attention back to the book. "This was my mother's favorite part of the gardens," he says just above a whisper.

You place your hand over his, squeezing it lightly and he continues to force a smile. "She's been gone for a few years now but..." he stops himself.

"You still miss her?" you ask him.

He nods, "Every day." You raise your hand to his cheek and wipe away a stray tear that falls. "I'm sorry, I- this was supposed to be a fun gift," he tries to joke.

"I love it, Loki," you tell him honestly. "Thank you so much."

He smiles a bit wider and just as he begins to say something his phone rings. "I should snap this ridiculous thing in half," he groans and you laugh.

"If you break it, I can't give you my number," you say without thinking and his face changes in an instant.

"You, my dear, make an excellent point," he smirks. "Excuse me a moment." He gets up and wanders a few steps away while you go back to the book. You flip slowly through it again but stop when you reach the last page. The garden was incredible, a rough stone path wound around multicolored rose bushes and a single stone bench sat across from a small pond in the center. You could see why Loki's mother would have loved it.

Loki walks back towards you and you close the book, holding it tightly. "Is something wrong?" you ask him.

His smile is gone and he looks at you with a serious expression. "I need to leave for a few days, four at the most I'm told," he tells you and you feel your stomach drop. You stand up, setting the book carefully on your stool.

"Promise me you'll be careful," you insist, suddenly filled with worry.

"I will, darling," he replies. He offers you his phone, "I most likely won't be able to text while I am on the mission but I can let you know when I'm back if... if you would like that?" He sounds hesitant but you quickly take his phone and add your information.

"I want to know the minute you're back safe," you say, handing him back his phone.

He smiles, "I promise."

"Good," you nod before you find yourself hugging him tightly. Your brain freezes for a moment in panic but then he wraps his arms around you and your body relaxes.

"I will be back as soon as I can," he promises you as he lets go slowly.

You take a seat at your easel and busy yourself with organizing your supplies as you force yourself to not watch him walk away.

You hang your keys on the hook and place your supplies on the small end table, closing the door as your phone beeps. You take it out of your pocket and answer it quickly.

"Hi Loki," you say excitedly, it had been four days since Loki left and you missed him more then you thought you would. You couldn't help but wonder if he missed you too.

"Hello, Y/N," he replies, you can hear other people taking loudly in the background. "I just wanted to let you know I'm on my way back. We should be landing in about half an hour."

"Oh good," you say in response, not quite ready to tell him you had been hoping every call and text you received over the last few days was him. "I imagine you must be ready to get home and rest."

He chuckles, "Honestly, I'm more hungry then anything else. The food SHIELD provides during missions is... describing it as miserable would be being kind."

You laugh then suggest, "You should come over, I'm just getting ready to cook dinner." Your heart jumps into your throat, did you really just invite him over, your brain yells.

"I would love to," he answers without any hesitation.

You laugh a bit nervously then give Loki your address. He tells you he can be there in an hour. "Great, I'm going to go so I can get everything ready. I'll see you soon," you tell him, hoping he can't hear how nervous you feel.

You run into the kitchen thankful you had bought groceries yesterday. You open the fridge and freezer then decide to cook something simple, now might not be the best time to take risks and get fancy you think to yourself. After settling on a meal that will only take half an hour, you quickly get to work tidying up your apartment. It was by no means messy but you want to make a good impression. Especially if this is a date, you think, but it's not a date.

You turn around in the middle of your small apartment and sigh, it's as good as it's going to get. Now time to make it look like you haven't been sitting in the park all day, which is the only way he had ever seen you. You toss your paint covered pants and shirt into the hamper and take the fastest shower of your life. After drying off you realize you need to start cooking.

You throw on your favorite jeans and put your hair up. Standing in front of your closest you slide the hangers back and forth, knowing you need to just pick a shirt. You reach in and grab one, pulling it on as you walk into the hallway. You finish prepping everything and place the food in the oven, setting the timer for twenty minutes. Opening the cabinet next to the fridge, you pull out the dishes and glasses so you can begin setting the table.

You should put out candles, you think, but you don't because that's for a date and this is not a date. The doorbell rings, interrupting your internal debate and your heart races. You take a quick glance at yourself in the mirror by the door and freeze when you see the shirt you picked out. No, you realize, without thinking you had put on literally the only green shirt you owned. And it wasn't just any green, it was the same deep emerald green that Loki wore all the time.

You cringe, knowing you don't have enough time to change so you take a deep breath and hope he doesn't think it's weird. You open the door and he smiles warmly at you. "Hello darling," he says as you take a step back to let him him.

"Hi Loki, I'm glad you could come over," you say as he takes off his coat. He was wearing a dark gray button up shirt with the first few buttons open.

"Thank you for inviting me," he says as he unbuttons his shirt cuffs and rolls up his sleeves. "I must say, that color looks lovely on you."

You blush at the compliment and before you can reply the timer goes off. "Dinner will be ready in a few minutes, I just need to finish up one more thing," you tell him as you head towards the kitchen.

"Do you need help?" he asks.

"No, I've got it, but if you want..." you walk back to him. "I um... most of my paintings are in there," you point down the hall towards your living area.

After you set the food on the table you go into the living area to tell Loki it was ready. He is standing in front of your favorite painting, it was the first piece you did when you moved to New York City. His arms are crossed but you see a slight smile on his lips, he looks as if he is studying a famous painting at a museum.

"Dinners ready," you tell him, interrupting his thoughts. The two of you talk and joke all throughout dinner. You still weren't sure if he would consider this a date but you didn't care anymore. You had never had this much fun just talking to someone.

After dinner Loki says, "Thank you Y/N, that was the best meal I've had in months." You smile as you get up to clear the plates. "Let me take care of this," he insists, taking your plate from you.

"Are you sure? You don't have to do that," you tell him.

"Don't worry," he smirks, "It'll only take a minute." You look at him curiously and then with a flick of his wrist a green glow surrounds all your dishes, pans and utensils. In an instant they are all clean and stacked neatly on the counter.

You look at him, blinking slowly then say, "You are invited for dinner all the time."

He laughs, "I hope that is because you find me charming and not because I can clean efficiently."

"Is it ok if it's because of both reasons?" you joke. "Oh... I have something for you. I was going to bring it by the Tower after you got back but you're here so..." you say as you walk quickly down the hall to your bedroom.

"Am I supposed to follow you?" he asks clearly confused.

"No, I'll be right back," you tell from your room. You wall excitedly back to the dining area with a large, flat box in your arms.

"What is this?" he asks when you set it on the table and take a step back.

"Open it," you respond nervously. You can feel your heart pounding in your chest, hoping that he will like it.

He opens the side of the box and slides out the canvas slowly, you bite you lip as you watch his expression change. His smile vanishes and his eyes widen as you holds the painting out in front of him. You suddenly fear you've made a mistake but then he turns to face you.

"Y/N," he says quietly, "This is... this is my mother's garden."

You nod, "Is it ok?"

"Ok?" he repeats and you shrug. "Y/N, this is beautiful. I have never received a gift this thoughtful. I- I cannot thank you enough for this," he says.

You smile, thrilled by his reaction. "I'm glad you like it," you tell him as he sets it carefully on the table.

He walks over to you, "I love it Y/N."

He puts one arm around your waist, pulling you close to him and you look up, your eyes meeting his. He touches your cheek lightly with his other hand and you wrap your arms around him. You are sure he can feel your heart beating out of your chest as he smiles at you. He leans down slowly, closing the distance between your lips and his.

When he pulls back a few moments later he says, "I wasn't sure if you meant for tonight to be a date or not but, I would love to take you out Friday night."

You giggle, "I wasn't sure either but I think I'm going to count it now."

He laughs, "Very well, then I would like to take you out on our second date, maybe to one of my favorite museums."

"I would really like," you tell him and he leans down to kiss you again.

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rzyraffek · 1 year

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Imagine slasher going on his classing killng spree but he see kid treated badly/kid being sad. Its pure platonic

Slasher trying to comfort kid

'Trying' but hes are very akward. There is dailogue and its colored: slashers the kid . The ghostface one is funny while yautja is more cute! she/her pronouns Requests open

Ghostface

He was in silly goofy ah mood, so he went on killing spree (again)

It was some funny party with a lot of drunk teens and loud music

Kids older sibling probably did a party and she got scared of loud music and went crying in her room

After killing some people ghosty need a breather and just went into random room to clean his knife or something (idk i never been on killing spree)

And he just goes into this room and sees some kid crying their eyes off. "Uhhh what is kid doing here? I thoght im irresponsible but-" he got cut of by kid crying/venting how the people downstairs where mean and making fun of her :(

"Zamn kid thats though.. anyways idc cya" in fact he doest not care, police will be there in like 10min he doesnt have time to some child venting in general pls."are you going to kill me mr ghosty :( " "ayo you calm yourself down, aint no way in hell im killinng a kid"

He wont kill her ofcofc (reason? No reason t all :) )

After all killing spree stuff police still didnt come (either nooone called it or its American police so they are riding from difrent state or something) he will go check up on her, yknow if shes still crying :(

"Uhhh yep shes still crying ehhh do you want tea or something?" *nods* "god zamn Im a babysit now apearently"

Ghosty will probably smoke or something (babysitting kid is stressful) "my sister says that guests cant smoke inside :( " "yo sister dead(it is a joke he did not say that maybe he did say that )"

He wont let her go downstairs? Theres litteral crime scene over there?? Yall ever wached any movie?? This trauma would be start of her revange arc or something

Yaujta

???why is there human puppy randomly alone in middle of nowhere???

"Uhhh em child? Where are your human perents" ":( they said I should wait here" "uhhh *looks around* wh when did they leave you???" " it was morning when we went here" "uhhh its afternoon"

He cant just leave her here come one

But his place on earth is temorary he cant Just take her to ship

He will try to find her perents but it doesnt work he will take her TOTALY temporary to his ship and give her some food

Even if hr would find her perents, he woundnt be very pleased of what he sees, they clearly dont want her and they indeed try to abandon her

Turns out he accidently got attached and adopted her

Will melt if she will call him "alien/space dad" its so cute!

(I used x reader tags just to reach bigger audience, nothng sus happening here)

#slasher x reader #yautja x reader #yautja #ghostface #ghostface x reader #cute slasher headcanons #wholesale #slasher headcanons

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hi bb! hope your day is going good c: i'm, 100% sooky mood THUS can i please get grumpy/sulky hyunjin when you get fast food without him and he notices? if thats okay!! ty!!! <3

a/n - hi sweets !! ty for being my first ask this is so exciting !! i hope you like this !! <3 (also this is my first time writing fluff so bear with me) also not proofread .

hyunjin never liked not knowing where you were . especially when you disappeared from his bed on one of his sacred and scarce days off . it was mid afternoon when he woke up to your side of the bed cold , sheets wrinkled . his mood immediately plummeted . all he wanted on his day off was to cuddle and hold you . he picked up his phone to see no messages from you and it only soured his mood further . he didn’t have the energy to get out of bed, his body sore from nonstop practices all week . he didn’t know how how long he laid out body splayed out on the bed, waiting for you to come back . hours passed to hyunjin, what was actually thirty minutes, until he heard the telltale noise of your keys clinking on your keychain. he heard to try to tip toe around the house as to not wake him. he listened to you shuffle around , the thoughts in his head quieting after hearing your gentle humming filtering through the house .

“hyune i know you’re awake come to the kitchen please” he heard you say. he couldn’t help but let out a whine. he didn’t want whatever was in the kitchen he just wanted you in his bed . the laugh you let out at his whine had his heart fluttering. but when he saw you walk into the room with a mcdonald’s bag in your hand he couldn’t help but let out a groan . how could you leave him for something so simple, so trivial .

“stop whining at me . i only left to get food because i know you wouldn’t have wanted to move on your day off” you admonished him . he just sent about pout of his lips your way . silently pleading for what he wanted . the sound of your giggle and the feeling of your lips on his was all that filled his head. hyunjin would never be more content .

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My french roommate is going through a tough breakup, his ex had cheated with other guys. He found out yesterday and has been in a bad mood ever since, so to chear him up I showed him the Chronivac App.

Yesterday as we were eating lunch together I couldn't keep my eyes of him. I couldn't pinpoint what exactly, his brown shaggy hair, his handsome face, the way he moves his legs while sitting on the couch, his kissable lips and well kept beard.. He didn't look any different and yet I felt like he was becoming more handsome by the second.

I got up and immediately felt dizzy, he caught me before I could stumble. Oh god his touch felt amazing. I loved taller guys than me... Wait thats not right ! I used to be a bit taller than him !

I excused myself and got up. Somehow my shoes seemed smaller but I didn't thought much of it.

As I woke up today I felt dizzy again. I muttered something in broken english, not noticing how french my prononciation sounded !

I walked towards the bathroom and checked myself in the mirror ! I didn't look anything like myself anymore ! In fact I looked more and more like his ex ! Blond Hair and blue eyes became Brown, a beard had grown over my usually smooth face. I Had lost a bit of height again, but my legs, chest and arms looked leaner like I was working out. I keep forgetting things, like me growing up in the states, or even my own name !

I tried finding the app on my phone but everything was in french and I couldn't see the app anywhere ! I need to lock my account before my boyfriend changes me more !

I'll answer directly in French, which should be much easier for you to understand, Yves. That is your name, isn't it? At least that's what it says in my files. And this is once again one of the cases in which it is difficult for me to intervene. Because according to my documents, you started the transformation from your device with the app licensed to you. And also for another reason it is difficult for me to intervene: Even if the transformation should have been a considerable interference with your personal rights, I have rarely seen a couple that builds up such an aura of love and eroticism around itself.

Suggestion: I exceed my authority and bring you both to your hometown Amiens. Is really beautiful there. Much more romantic than this hopelessly overcrowded Paris. Show Claude your home. As a South Frenchman, it will all seem exotic to him. But is there anything more beautiful than to lie in bed on a rainy afternoon with a fire in the fireplace and admire the cathedral outside the window. Or Claude's magnificent butt.

Let me know how it was. And if you did not like it, get in touch!

#male tf #chronivac #reality change

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volturilovers · 11 months

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Shadows of one’s past pt.2

English isn’t my first language so the grammar might not be the best.

Part 1

Caius POV:

I sat in my office reading some paperwork, I feel my love, my mate being anxious through the bond. She has been avoiding me for a couple of days. I don't really understand why. Did I do something wrong?, wasnt't she comfortable with me being there?. I am not the person who usually question themselves, nor do I usually question my actions, thats something that Aro and Marcus does. Most of the time.

Today, however I, against my usual judgement, decided give her some peace and let her come to me when she feels ready, despite my irritation of her avoiding me and not knowing w---

*There is a knock on the outside of the door*

I was once again brought out of my thoughts, just like last time in the throne room.

The difference?.

Nobody knocks on my door in the middle of the day, especially in my private office. It made me, quite frankly, more than a little annoyed. I made sure to speak loudly to the vampire standing outside my door.

State your name and the reason for knocking on my door. Everyone who value their life should know that in the castle they aren't allowed to disturb me or my brothers in their private offices unless it's something really important. State your reason for disturbing your KING and I might not rip your head from your miserable shoulders and burn your body and simultaneously putting the head in front of the fire, forcing you to watch your own burning corpse dissolve into ashes. I stated very calmly but the last part of the threat in a very spiteful and threatening manner, which to many is even more scarier than me being “angry”. I wasn't in the mood to humour anyone today.

Y/N POV:

I was sitting in my bed deep in my thoughts. I miss Caius. I didn't know how to face him, he has questions, without a doubt I don't know what will happen, how will he react when I tell him. He has made me more happy than I have ever been in a very, very, very long time. Just thinking he might decide to not believe me sends pain through my chest. I know the right thing is to tell him. I must tell him about it eventually, otherwise he will find out from other sources and I need to do it soon or I will never have the courage to do it.

*I sighed and opened the door to the chambers to see Demetri and Magnus guarding it*

"Lady y/n do you need me to get you anything?"

I took a deep breath before speaking. Can you tell Caius to meet me in our shared quarters this afternoon?

"Of course my lady" Demetri said before walking away to rely my message to Caius.

I shut the door and leaned against it. Now it's done, how do i tell him?Where do I start?

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Posted this that was sitting in my drafts while I Work on the Demetri imagine.

Part 3?

Requested by: @inner-sparkle-inner-writings

Bye lovelies ❤️

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fandomxpreferences · 7 months

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Two Lines, Two Idiots Chapter Ten: Mojo Dojo Casa House

Series Masterlist

Pairing:Rafe Cameron x Maybank!reader, Twin!JJ Maybank x reader

TW:pregnancy, mild trauma (?), angst, I think thats it

Summary: You move into the house and some things dont go over well with your brother.

Word Count:1.8k

A/N: I dont love how this turned out but im going to stop nitpicking it and just post it finally.

After several nights spent endlessly scrolling and more credit card charges than you ever thought you'd feel comfortable with, you and Sarah have successfully furnished the entire house. It seems surreal as you watch the men scurrying around, assembling various items and moving them around to where you want them.

At 31 weeks pregnant, you're not allowed to do anything but watch and point. Before moving in today, Rafe had contractors come through and fix anything you weren't in love with. A few fresh coats of paint, some new flooring, and a couple random projects later, the house is everything you could possibly dream of.

You even have a soaking tub and a temperature-controlled mood shower. That was his one designated project and Rafe left no stone unturned, all the way down to the heated mirror and backsplash he swears reminds him of your eyes.

"Right there is fine." You smile, watching as the men set down a piece of the gray sectional.

"Son of a bitch!"

You and Sarah both jump at the sudden shout and look toward the stairs with wide eyes.

Despite the numerous sets of hands here specifically to handle the manual labor, JJ and Rafe have been upstairs in the room you designated as the nursery.

They'd insisted that it was the one job off limits; that they're men and they should be the ones to build all the babies' furniture. Based on the sporadic shouts and heavy swearing that occasionally echo off the walls, you're guessing it's not going as well as they hoped.

You glance back at the blonde when there's a loud thump from the nursery, half amused and half concerned.

"We're good!" JJ shouts, and you can't help but shake your head and chuckle at the two of them.

You continue offering directions as the movers take trip after trip to the truck, stopping every few minutes to take a rest while they bustle about.

You're in the middle of savoring a sip of lemonade when two arms wrap around your waist and startle you, forcing you to whine when some of your drink sloshes on the floor.

You're setting your tongue to scold someone when Rafe's giggle rings out and disables the bomb before it can detonate.

"Sorry, baby. Just wanted to see how my angels are doing." He soothes, and you relax into him.

"We were doing just fine until you nearly made me pee myself." You tease, and Rafe chuckles into your neck.

"Is everything coming together the way you want?" He asks, and you give a content sigh.

"Even better." You smile, and he can't help but match your expression.

"Good. Nothing but the best for you."

His lips leave a lingering kiss on your temple before walking away, and you watch until he disappears. Your focus is brought back to the task at hand, and you settle in for a long afternoon.

By five PM, you're all sat on loungers by the pool and laughing while smashing on pizza. It's the most it's felt like old times since this journey began, and Rafe memorizes the way your eyes crinkle when you're really smiling.

He thinks he could watch you forever; committing every constellation of freckles and childhood scar to memory as if they sit on his own body. Despite his initial hesitance, he's realized how much he's grown and it's all thanks to you.

Rafe has known of his love for you for a while, but this feels like something else. The way his body reacts just being near you and his brain seems to automatically calm down rings more toward the idea of a soul mate, and he can't help but think that his old self would be laughing right now.

His thoughts are interrupted by Sarah's voice, and he blinks a few times while turning his attention to her.

"Sorry, what?"

She quirks an eyebrow and gives him a knowing smile, but decides not to call him out for being disgustingly in love.

"I asked if you guys have started discussing names."

He shares a smile with you and nods, leaning back in the chair with his hand behind his head.

"We've talked about a few." He responds casually, and you giggle at the look Sarah gives him.

"And?" She asks while impatiently motioning for him to tell her more.

"We really like Jude or Saylor."

You nod and speak up before JJ has a chance to make a joke.

"For the girl, we like Isla or Juniper."

Sarah looks like she's seconds from turning into a pile of goo, and you chuckle.

"So what I'm hearing is that hes not named after his uncle." JJ pipes up, and you roll your eyes.

"We haven't settled on a name yet, JJ." You remind him, but this only makes it worse.

"I've still got a chance then?" John B asks suddenly, and you pinch the bridge of your nose dramatically.

"I love you guys, but we dont need any more duplicates. Besides, neither of them really go with Cameron anyway." You shrug, and JJ sits up straight so fast you nearly leap back.

"Cameron?"

Your face contorts in confusion and you nod slowly.

"Didn't I tell you they're taking his name?" You scowl, and JJ fidgets with his hat as his foot taps aggressively.

"Nah, but thats good though. I'm gonna head in."

He stands quickly and before you can react, he's bounding up the stairs to the guest house. You share a concerned look with the group before clambering to your feet to follow after him.

You don't bother knocking on the door, and just quietly let yourself in.

"JJ?"

He whips around when he hears your voice, and you're taken aback by the angry tears sitting on his lashline and beat-red face.

. He's wringing his hands as he paces back and forth, heavy and erratic pants filling the room as he tries to keep his cool.

"Why? I mean, after everything Ward has done. You told me you were worried nugget would turn into that evil bastard and now you're making it his birth right?"

The words sting and you physically recoil as if he's thrown acid at you. It's unfair and he knows it, but something takes over and he couldn't stop himself if he tried.

"What about Luke? What does giving him the name Maybank do, JJ? Give him a reputation as a thief and a drunk? The name Cameron comes with power, and I want him to do better than we did!"

You watch him purse his lips and nod curtly while turning his back to you.

"Right, because we're just fuck ups. Nothing good ever comes from a Maybank. You'll get the name and notoriety, and I'll just be stuck here following in dads footsteps." He scoffs, and suddenly it all makes sense.

"Oh. You think I'm going to leave you behind."

You say it more to yourself than him, but the way his eyes cast down tells you he heard.

"JJ, I will never abandon you. Youre my best friend. Are you kidding? JJ I couldn't even bear the thought of moving ten minutes away, and being in this house while you were on a couch was never going to happen. If I go, you go with me. Always. You are nothing like Dad and you never will be."

Your heart shatters when you hear him sniffle, and you resist the urge to tackle him in a hug.

"I was just hoping that If they make something of themselves, maybe they can save the Maybank name." He confesses, and you cross the room.

"They may not carry the name, but they'll always be half Maybank. You dont need them, JJ. Youre saving our legacy all on your own."

Your head rests gently against his shoulder as he puffs out a breath of air, and you wrap your arm around his torso silently.

"No, everyones already made up their minds about me. Give it ten years and I'll be right where dad is."

He moves to stand but your fingertips dig into his flesh as you force him to stay still.

"JJ I swear to God, dont ever let me hear you say some shit like that again. Do you think if there was even a microscopic chance of you turning out like Luke that I would let you near the babies? You are the best brother and youre going to be the best uncle. Okay?"

He hesitates for a moment, hand rubbing against his chest the way it always does as he mulls over your words.

"Okay. " He finally accepts, and you smile brightly.

"Good. Now lets go rejoin the group and have a great night, yeah?"

He nods and slips his hat back on, hot on your heel as you the two of you make your way back to the poolside. You reclaim your seat by Rafe and squeeze his knee when he gives you a curious eyebrow scrunch.

You can fill him in later, right now you just want to spend time with your favorite people.

Your feet kick up to rest on the lounge chair as you settle in, warmth buzzing in your chest at the sight of your small little family.

"I love you guys."

This seems to draw everyone's attention, and it takes a second before they realize what you said and tackle you gently.

"Awh, we love you too. " John B teases while ruffling your hair, and five sets of arms engulf you.

"Ooh!" You half shout, sitting up straight as a pin and grabbing your stomach.

Everyone freezes, and Rafe's pale face combined with terror-stricken eyes is enough to make you crack a grin. As soon as they realize you are messing around, they all groan and stand up to make their way to the guest house.

"Okay, you ruined it. Thats fucked up." JJ whines, and you giggle loudly.

"Come on I had to do it at least once!" You reason, but it falls on deaf ears as they make their way into JJ's place and leave you with some privacy.

"That wasnt nice." Rafe smirks, and you roll your eyes while curling back into his arms the best you can.

"Maybe not, but it was funny."

He shakes his head at your antics and pulls you in tighter, always desperate to have the three of you within his grasp.

"I love you so much. I know this isn't going to be easy, but there's no one else I would want to do this with. Hell there's no one else I would do this with." He mutters, and his stomach flips when you nuzzle into him even further.

"I love you too, Rafe. Promise me we'll come out of this okay, Promise me we wont be that couple that splits up and has to co parent because we lost the spark." You almost beg, and your heart rate slows when he presses a kiss on your head.

"I promise."

For the first time, you allow yourself to believe him and pray that it doesn't destroy you.

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