#miss going up to the oven and saying ‘ok it’s my turn’

[worldlxvlys]

hey babyyy i have an actual real req this time cause im too lazy to write it and i know you’ll eat it up (plus it fits dwb chris a lot)

alr, chris goes away on a trip to visit family or wtv and when he gets back reader surprises him with a freshly healed tongue piercing. do with that what u will

i love u bestieee

brownies

dealer! chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: smutttt, p in v, cream pie, oral fixation, oral (male receiving), drug use (edibles), cursing

a/n: I LOVE YOU @bernardenjoyer <333

CHRIS’ POV

when i opened her front door, i was immediately met with the smell of something sweet.

the scent of chocolate hung in the air, the warm air of her apartment making it feel inviting. there was music playing in the background, being overpowered by the sound of her screaming out the lyrics.

when i rounded the corner, i was met with the source of the singing. she wore a t-shirt of mine, it was long enough to just cover her ass.

she was wiping down the counter, though she was doing more dancing than cleaning. she was barely able to get the words out, her movements leaving her out of breath.

when she stopped dancing, she leaned on the counter in front of her to steady her breathing.

i quietly made my way up to her, wrapping my arms around her waist from behind. she jumped slightly at the touch, relaxing into my hold when she realized it was me.

“what are you making?” i asked, leaving a kiss to her cheek.

i felt her smile grow wider against my lips, “special brownies” she answered.

“special? what’s so special about them?” i asked as she craned her neck to look at me.

“you’ll see” she whispered, before closing the gap between us.

she had a small bit of batter on her lips, which i eagerly collected on my tongue with a swipe.

she took that as a cue to allow my tongue entrance into her mouth, which i graciously took.

as my tongue skimmed along the surface of hers, i felt something cool and hard rub against mine. i removed my lips from hers at the feeling, watching as a shy smile grew on them.

she stuck her tongue out, showing off the small jewelry that laid embedded in it.

“you- you got…” i was barely able to finish my question, my brain going wild with images of her tongue in different places.

“yup, you like it?” she asked, taking in my bewildered expression.

“what do you think?” i asked as i turned her body to face mine, pushing my lips back onto hers.

she let out a quiet moan into my mouth, her hand cupping my jaw as the other tugged on my hair.

my own hands found her waist, pushing it into the counter behind her while she began to place kisses down my neck.

“missed you so much, baby” she whispered into my skin.

before i could say anything back, i was cut off by the ringing of her kitchen timer.

i kept a firm grip on her waist, while she licked a stripe up my neck and pressed a kiss to my jaw.

i let out a moan at the feeling of her piercing dragging against the skin.

“i gotta get that, chris” she whispered against me, grabbing my hands. she placed a kiss to each of them before moving to the oven.

she grabbed an oven mitt and bent over to grab the brownies, giving me a perfect view of her lacy panties that were previously hidden under her shirt.

just as quickly as she had bent over, she stood upright again. she placed the baking pan on top of the stove, throwing the mitt onto the counter beside her.

now that the brownies were fully baked, the smell of the chocolate grew stronger. i went to reach for one, only to have my hand smacked away.

“chris, they need to cool” she spoke, “plus, they’re not even cut yet” she pointed out, moving the pan farther away from me.

“ok, then i’ll cut them” i spoke, reaching for a knife.

she let out a quick sigh before cutting me a piece and putting it on a plate.

“they’re your favorite” she spoke as she handed me the plate, a knowing grin grew on my face at that.

“edibles?” i asked, causing her to nod excitedly. she cut herself a piece of her own, quick to put it on a plate before burning her fingers.

we both ate our brownies, catching each other up on our day and talking about whatever came to our minds.

suddenly, she pulled me into a tight hug, whispering sweet words into my ear.

“missed you so fucking much” she spoke before pressing a kiss to the tip of my ear.

“missed talking to you face-to-face like this” she said as she placed her hands on my hips.

“missed kissing you” she spoke against my skin, trailing kisses down my neck. her hands snuck under my shirt, nails dragging across my chest as she moved lower down my body.

her eyes never left mine as she bunched my shirt up to my chest, causing me to take hold of it and pull it off of my body. “want my tongue, baby?” she asked, smiling when i nodded my head feverishly.

she folded the waistband of my sweatpants down, immediately running her tongue along the newly exposed skin.

i let out a groan at her teasing, moving my hands to tug my sweatpants down. “eager much?” she asked, raising her eyebrows at me.

she guided me over to a chair, lightly pushing my shoulders to sit down. instead of answering her previous question, i lifted my hips, pulling down my boxers and throwing them to the side.

i watched as a string of spit fell from her mouth onto my dick, making me squirm slightly as it rolled down my length.

she gave my tip a kitten lick, eliciting a groan from me as i gripped the sides of my seat.

i could tell the weed was starting to kick in, as her every touch seemed to drive me crazy.

she swirled her tongue around my tip, the coolness of her jewelry causing my hips to buck up. she held my hips down as she continued to tease my tip.

her droopy, red eyes met mine as she moaned around me, making my head fall back.

she ran her tongue along the underside of my dick, causing my hand to shoot out to her arm to hold onto.

“p-please, don’t tease baby. too sensitive” i mumbled out, fingers digging into her skin.

“but i like watching you get worked up” she chuckled, leaving kisses up and down my length.

spurts of pre-cum began to drip down from my tip, causing her to run her tongue along me sensually.

she looked up at me through her lashes as she moved her tongue as slow as possible, making me whine out.

“p-please baby, need you so badly” i spoke, causing her to tilt her head slightly. she removed her mouth from me altogether, making me screw my eyes shut in frustration.

without warning, she climbed onto my lap. due to my slower reaction time, i wasn’t able to process what was happening until she had sunken down onto me fully.

i let out a groan in surprise, hands shooting to her waist as she began to ride me. “so fucking needy, chris. this what you wanted?” she asked, her words slurring into each other slightly.

“yes, yes, yes” i heaved as my hands slid down to her ass, gripping the skin firmly as she moved on top of me.

she felt impossibly tight around me, her walls clamping down on me harshly. her hard nipples pressed against the fabric of the t-shirt tauntingly.

i reached for the bottom of the shirt before speaking, “can i-” i started.

she seemed to understand what i was asking before i even finished, nodding her head and raising her arms to help me pull it off.

i immediately wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer as i took one of her boobs into my mouth.

one of her hands came up to the back of my head, carding through my hair. her hips moved quickly against mine, never breaking their rhythm.

she pushed my head further into my chest, her head falling back as she became lost in her own euphoric world.

i drew my hand back to slap her ass a few times, finding pleasure in the way that she clenched around me in response with loud cries falling out of her mouth.

when i felt her begin to slow down, i tightened my grip around her, thrusting up into her. her loud moans bounced off of the kitchen walls, along with the wet squelches of my dick plunging in and out of her.

“chris, i’m so close” she choked out, nails digging into my back as she clung onto me. i brought a hand down to rub her clit, causing her legs to begin to shake around me.

“i got you, let go for me” i spoke right before she released all over me. she let out soft moans into my neck, continuing to grind down on me through her high.

“fuck, c’mon chris. i know you’re close, give it to me baby” she spoke between moans, leaving light kisses against my neck.

i let out a long moan as i held her down against me, filling her up with my seed. she shuddered against me at the feeling, nuzzling her nose into the crook of my neck as we both tried to catch our breath.

i rubbed her back gently, my chin resting on her shoulder as i held her close. i felt her back rise and fall, watching her breathing begin to slow.

“alright, let’s get you cleaned up before you fall asleep on me” i spoke, only to be met with the sound of soft snores.

too late.

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[cannibalcharon]

I have such strange associations with Cherry Pepsi

There was always cases of Cherry Pepsi in the walk in freezer at the crematorium. So i would be bringing in these corpses and you’d have stacks of body bags of varying sizes along the racks waiting to go into the ovens and then just four cases of Cherry Pepsi sitting on the high shelf. At first it was just kinda like yeah ok. keep that shit cold. But it was always Cherry Pepsi even after months of being there. I never saw the crematorium boys drink anything else. I finally asked why only Cherry Pepsi and the lead technician asserted that it was the only drink that mixed with the inescapable taste of death in the air well enough. I asked for a clarification if he meant masked and he did not he meant mixed. Which I mean. If you’re around corpses all day you’d know as we do that there’s a distinctly chocolatey note to the scent/air-taste of decomposition. So yeah. Cherry Pepsi.

#tw death #miss the crematorium #miss going up to the oven and saying ‘ok it’s my turn’ #the lead was such a real one #death industry #crematorium #cherry Pepsi

[peetapeetapumpkineata]

LUCKY

Peeta Mellark X AFAB!reader

Summary: you're worried about him during the quarter quell

Tags: fluff, slight angst, insecure little Peeta baby😔, kissing, one or two innuendos, three uses of y/n, established relationship (your in Katniss's place, obvi)

wc: 3.134k

Notes: there is definitely not enough Peeta fics!! I'm also working on a hijacked Peeta fic based off of one of my favorite songs! (idk when I'll finish it). Enjoy! also reposting this since it flopped

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It had been three hours since Peeta hit the force field and Finnick had to resuscitate him.

You have been keeping a frantic eye on him, just in case there was another deadly object he wants to bump into (silly lil Peeta. You can’t take him anywhere fr fr). 

“y/n- I swear I'm fine. You don't have to keep watching me.” Peeta mumbles and glances at you.

“I know, I'm just scared.. Maybe you shouldn’t be so clumsy.” you tease, trying to calm some of your nerves.

“Ok, ok. I get it. I thought everyone knew I was the weak one in the alliance.” he chuckles and shakes his head.

 “What do you mean? You’re not weak, Peeta. You won the games.” you look at him and raise your eyebrow.

“Are you sure? I won the games because of you. I was just.. Lucky.” he looks back at you and shrugs.

“Lucky? Peeta, I’m the lucky one. We probably wouldn’t have made it together if you didn’t find those berries.” you sigh and scoot closer to him. He wraps his arm around your shoulder and squeezes you gently. “y/n.. Just because I found some berries, doesn’t mean I’m not weak. I’m just a baker.. You deserve someone who can take care of you.”

You gently grab his chin and turn his head to face you. “But you can. You’re the only person I feel safe with. And I like that you’re a baker. It makes you more adorable.” you giggle softly and stare into his eyes. 

“You’re just saying that.” he blushes faintly and rolls his eyes playfully.

“No, I'm not.” you brush away a piece of his hair and shake your head.

He smiles at you and wraps his other arm around you.

You rest your head in his lap and lean against him, smiling back up at him as he strokes your hair. 

“So it's true. I guess the ‘star-crossed lovers’ are actually real.” Finnick snorts, nudging Johanna next to him.

“Isn't it obvious? I thought it was hilariously clear when she started whaling on him and shouting at all of us after his heart stopped.” Johanna laughs, nudging him back.

“I thought she was gonna start punching me after i gave him mouth to mouth.” He laughs with her, glancing at the two of you.

“‘Peeta! Peeta! Omg Peeeetaa!!’” Johanna mimics you, laughing even harder with Finnick.

You glare at them and sit up from his lap. “Do you two ever shut up?”

“Oh please, we all know how you got that ‘baby’ inside you.” He grins and wiggles his eyebrows at you.

You roll your eyes and scoff. “You two make me sick.”

“Whatever, lover girl.” they laugh again and walk back over to the rest of the group

You sigh and lean back against him “I can’t stand them sometimes.” 

“Me either.. I just wish they would give us some time to ourselves.” he mumbles and kisses you on the forehead. 

“‘Wanna go for a walk? For a break?” you smile and raise your eyebrow

“Yeah, why not?” he smile back at you and stands up

“Hey ‘love birds’! Come back with another bun in the oven so we can get some sponsors, eh?” Finnick shouts and laughs harder. 

“Don't make me shoot you!” you shout back and grab his hand as you head deeper into the jungle.

You lean against a tree next to him and rest your head on his shoulder. “I miss home so much. I would do anything to have your cinnamon buns one last time before my stupid inevitable death.”

“Cmon y/n, you’re not gonna die. I’ll make sure of it.” he strokes the side of your head with his thumb. “Once we get home together, I’m gonna make you your own batch.” he chuckles and pecks the top of your head softly.

“Peeta, you know it's practically impossible to get out of this together, right?” you glance up at his face and smile sadly.

“I know, but I'm willing to risk those odds. I’m sure I'm lucky enough” he smiles back at you and moves his hand from your hair to your cheek.

You grin and pull him into a soft kiss. Not a forced one, for the cameras or for the capitol. A real kiss. 

“you don't have to kiss me if you don't want to.” he says after you pull away.

“I know.” you nod and kiss him again.

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#peeta mellark #peeta mellark x reader #peeta mellark x you #peeta mellark fluff #peeta mellark angst #the hunger games #thg #josh hutcherson #sean anderson #clapton davis #derek danforth #journey to the center of the earth #clapton davis x reader #sean anderson x reader #derek danforth x reader #fluff #fan fiction #angst #smutt

[like-a-diamondinthesky]

so. soft thoughts 😞😞😞 firm believer of if u burst out crying in front of hyunjin and he doesn't know what's wrong because all u can get out is sobs then he'll start crying too while hugging u, just 'i feel ur emotions as my own type of lover' 🫠🫠🫠🫠 will place the tiniest dewy kisses on your nose and eyelids all while wiping ur tears away and then u are the one wiping HIS tears before climbing onto his lap and just melting into his embrace 😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞 im having a #day more like a week, a month atp AKSNJS

SAHAR IIIIII GOT CARRIED AWAY WITH THIS ONE as i, too, have been having a #day slash week slash month so i will gladly indulge in this thought

ok so imagine you're very nearly at your limit, right? u didnt get nearly enough sleep, slept through your alarms, skipped breakfast, look like shit, socks are hugging your feet uncomfortably, and you have no motivation whatsoever to go to work or your lectures or whatever today had in store for you! but it's okay, ur strong u can push through! so you barely make it through the day. your lecture notes may be incomplete and your supervisor may be pissed at you for missing a deadline, but hey, at least you're home now, right?

you enter your apartment and you kick off your shoes, heading for the kitchen when you're surprised by the sight of hyunjin wearing a frilly pink apron standing by the oven as he watches the cookies bake. he greets you gently, in a soft voice that's overflowing with love and adoration and that's enough to send you over the edge and all of a sudden you're sobbing on the floor. of course, at the end of your nth shitty day, your lovely boyfriend came over to surprise u with your favorite seasalt chocolate chip cookies (i'm craving them so bad rn)

immediately, hyunjin rushes to your crouched figure and pulls you into his arms. ever so softly, he asks what's wrong? and you can't find it in you to reply, the only sound coming from your mouth being your throaty cries. he resorts to just cradling you close to him and kissing your forehead softly. as you continue to cry in his arms, you hear sniffles other than your own, and you pull your head away to see tears in hyunjin's own eyes. you manage a tiny, amused smile and you bring your hands up to his face to swipe the tears away from his cheeks.

now you're both on the floor, wiping each other's tears away. your cries turn into light giggles when you ask him why he started crying as well and he just says that he couldn't handle seeing the love of his life all sad ANDDDDD I'M SAD NOW THANK U + u just stay there on the kitchen floor with glassy eyes and tear stained cheeks but you feel better as you rant to him about your shitty day week month and let's just say the cookies are extra extra crispy by the time you get up

also i can't write anything about him smooching your face while crying because i fear i would actually start crying 😁😁 those dewy kisses......... oh i need him so bad

#stop i'm FRAGILE #could never be part of le sserafim bcs i am in fact not antifragile #THIS IS TOO SOFT SAHAR I HATE ITTTTT #star's soft hours #・₊✧ mail #astraystayyh <3 #hyunjin x reader #stray kids x reader #・₊✧ written in the stars

[rowretro]

✧𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓✧

WARNINGS: Blood, stabbing, violence, kissing, mentions of suicide

✧tag list✧:@chlorinecake @nikisdubblchococake @enhypensccstarlight @strwberrydinosaur @sunghoonsbeautymark @strawbsj  (pls tell me if i'm missing any tags)

✧CHAPTER 15✧

The day was pretty crazy with all those crazy issues in the way of the couple’s special day, and yet they overcame all those problems without getting upset at each other. They say that weddings are truly a test to prove how strong the couple’s love is, and those petty obstacles didn’t break their love. Now married, y/n smiled as she washed some dishes. Heeseung offered to watch the baby, letting the couple have their privacy.

Riki walked into the kitchen, a towel around his neck, collecting a few water droplets from his hair. He saw her at the sink, smiling as she washed the dishes. His arms wrapped around her waist, his face at her neck as he placed a few soft kisses “Do you like doing dishes babe? It’s our night and your smiling while washing a practically clean plate” he pointed out as the girl snickered, washing her hands and drying them on her apron.

She turned around to face him, kissing his jaw as the male smiled “Tell me wifey, what do you want your dear husband to get for you?... new car? A boat? A bigger mansion in an expensive country?” Riki asked with a smile as the girl shook her head. “Please, I already have the perfect husband, a sweet little son, our family just walking distance from here, and a nice home to share with my love… I could just die” the girl said with a smile as Riki kissed her forehead.

Just as she said that, the woman fell unconscious in his arms. It all happened in a second, he barely had the time to even process what had happened, until his eyes fell on the growing, deep red area of her dress, her teary eyes meeting his. Someone shot her. Riki screamed, yanking open a drawer, grabbing a gun as he held her tight in his arms, the two, on the ground, as multiple bullets shot through the window.

“FUCK THOSE MOTHER FUKCERS- baby stay awake for me yeah? I called the boys they’ll be here yeah- FUCK-” Before he even got a chance to finished, the man was knocked out cold, with a blow to his head. The 2 remain unconscious in the kitchen. “Dare kill my brother Nishimura?!... you think I’d let you get away with that?!!!” The man asked, smirking and laughing as he kicked the man. “Now look who’s head is at my feet…” the man laughed.

A few hours had passed, Riki woke up in the living room, his wife at the feet of Yeonjun, as he was tied to the staircase. “And we meet Nishimura. Sorry about your wife bro, see I needed you to know just how it feels when someone you love gets killed.” Yeonjun calmly said “So now we’re even right? Anyways I know you’re going to kill yourself right after because I just killed the only human you’d die for, but before that, why don’t you sign this contract and hand your drug empire over to me hmm?” Yeonjun simply asked as the younger male glared holes into him.

Yeonjun faked a pout as he knelt down before him “You really think I can’t get it if you don’t sign this paper?... fuck it boys, lets go.” Yeonjun said as he left, the men left all ovens, microwaves, stoves and everything on before pouring gasoline all over as they left the building. Riki broke out of the ropes before running towards Y/n who was barely moving, her eyes flutter open as she choked up blood. “R-Riki you need to leave now.” she sternly stutterred as Riki lifted her from the ground “Im not leaving with out y-” 

“Riki no you have to… I’m not going to make it ok?.... Just promise me one thing… you will continue being a drug lord, heck the biggest one worldwide, everyone should know you and fear you, and our son will be just like you yeah?” She managed to say as Riki flinched at the explosion just beside them “Y/N JUST SHUT UP YOU’RE COMING WITH ME, WHATEVER HAPPENS YOU WILL BE THERE TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO YEAH?! Y/N- BABE-” The man screamed as he started shaking her.

He couldn’t waste anymore time… He had to leave… so he left. And the building blew to pieces… 

✧𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓✧

(No this is not the end…Infact this story is just starting….)

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen ff #enha x reader #enhypen niki ff #enhypen niki #enhypen x reader #ni ki #riki nishimura x reader #nishimura niki #enhypen nishimura riki #engene #nishimura riki #riki nishimura #enhypen angst #enhypen drabbles #enhypen fanfic #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen fic #enhypen fluff #enhypen niki angst #enhypen riki #ni ki enhypen #niki enhypen #mafia enhypen #mafia au #drug lord #bloody sweet #enhypen au #niki reaction

[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow x Reader : YOU HAD ONE JOB!

You were out all day running errands with your best friends, so when you got home all you wanted to do was shower and get dinner ready.

But all that went out the window when you noticed the trash bin was still very much full.

“This man.” You groan, while tying the bag and taking it outside to the bin. You make your way back to the kitchen, wash your hands and start pulling the ingredients out of the pantry that you’ll need to make Birria tacos.

When you reach the refrigerator you notice the container filled with the churro cheesecake squares were still there. That’s when you got annoyed.

You made your way into the game room where you knew your husband and kids were.

“Oh hey baby, when did you get here?” Jack asks from his spot.

“Did you miss the to do list I left you? Things that needed to be done?” You ask him, ignoring his question.

He looks confused. “Uh what list?”

“Jack, I left you the list on the counter, the breakfast is gone so it’s obvious you saw it.”

“Ohhh, there was a paper on the counter but I accidentally spilled orange juice on it so it got wet and I missed what it said.”

“Okay, now explain why the desserts that I told you to drop off at your moms are still here?”

“Was that on the list?”

“No, I told you last night and before I left. Maggie has been waiting for them all day, she has an early meeting tomorrow and she was counting on those.”

“I’m sorry, it just flew over my head.”

“Oh so we’re Mr. forgetful today huh?”

“Baby relax, I’ll drop them off to her after dinner.”

“Dinner? What dinner? I’m not cooking. You forget to do two little things, so I’m just going to forget about feeding you all.”

“WAIT”

“MOM PUNISH HIM, NOT US.”

You turn your head and glare at your kids, “You’re guilty by association, and you have his last name, so deal with it.”

Jack and the kids look at each other. “Baby, you ok?”

“NO I’M NOT OKAY, MY FEET ARE SWOLLEN, YOUR BIG HEADED KIDS ARE PUSHING AT MY BLATTER. YOU CAN’T TAKE OUT THE TRASH AND NOW YOUR MOM WILL HATE ME BECAUSE SHE DOESN’T HAVE THE CAKES.” You yell out in frustration.

Jack gets up from his seat and heads towards you. “Y/N, sweets, take a deep breath, it’s okay.”

“Don’t tell me to relax, Jackman, you had one job.” You look at your kids. “Have him make dinner, I’m taking a shower and going to bed.” You say and walk out the room.

“She’s really mad if she’s suggesting that you cook.” Ezequiel says.

Jack glares at his son. “Funny.”

Mia chuckles, “Dad, I love you, but you can’t cook to save your life.”

“I know how to cook, what are you talking about?”

“Okay, remember when you helped Mia bake the tres leches cake? You didn’t know how to follow simple instructions from moms cook cookbook.”

“Or when you burned down the oven when you left the enchiladas overnight.”

“Mia, he can’t remember, he’s forgetful today.” Ezequiel jokes.

Jack tosses a couch pillow at him which makes Ezequiel laugh even more.

“I’ll be back.” Jack says and makes his way to your shared bedroom.

He doesn’t find you in the room so it’s most likely you are already showering.

He walks into the bathroom and sees that you’re in the shower. He can’t help but admire your figure and how beautiful you look with your growing bump.

“Do you need anything, Jackman?”

“How'd you know I was here?”

“I have Harlow senses and they were tingling, so I know whenever you or my kids are near.”

Jack laughs, “Calm down Spider-Man.”

You turn around to glare at him. “I’m still mad at you.”

“Babe, the trash wasn’t going anywhere and mom lives ten minutes away. It was bound to get done either way.”

“So you should’ve done it when I asked you too, and not act clueless when I asked about the list because I know you saw it.”

You finished showering in record time, being exhausted from walking and baby shopping all day, and coming home annoyed, made you take one of the quickest showers of your life.

“Agree to disagree.” Jack says, and holds open a towel for you.

“I’m still not cooking, so you and the kids can fend for yourselves.” You wrap the towel around you and head to your side of the bathroom and start rubbing lotion on you.

“Ok, fine. I’ll go see what we can make.” He goes up to you and kisses the top of your head, rubs at your bump. “Let me love up on my babies.”

You glare at him, “Being cute isn’t going to change my mind. I’m starting to think you only keep me around because I cook.”

“Y/N HARLOW!!! QUIT PLAYING.”

You look up at him, you feel a sack of emotions hitting you at an all time high right now. “Don’t yell at me.”

That has Jack realizing what’s really going on, so he smiles sadly at you. “I’m sorry baby, let me go cook something with the kids. I’ll be back for cuddles.”

You nod and sniffle “Don’t burn down my kitchen please.”

Jack groans, “One time baby, it was one time.” He gives you a kiss and leaves you to finish up getting ready for bed.

He’s walking back downstairs and into the living room and sees Ezequiel and Mia both looking down to their phone screen.

“What about Panda Express?”

“No, I want sushi.”

“Dad is not going to let us DoorDash and pay over a hundred dollars just for a thirty dollar meal.” Mia tells her brother.

“You got that right,” Jack tells them. “We’re making a Jack in the box run.” He grabs his keys from the side table on the couch. “Hurry, I want to get back to my wife before she sleeps.”

“You mean our mom?”

“No, I said my wife didn’t I? So that’s what I meant.”

“Yeah well YOUR wife is mad at YOU, not us, so that makes her more our mom.”

Mia rolls her eyes, “Why are you two always fighting over mom? You have serious issues, now let’s go.”

**************

“So is mom finally coming to her senses and leaving you?” Ezequiel asks, taking a sip from his milkshake.

“Oh my god Cheesy, you really need to stop.” Mia is shaking her head.

“Ezequiel, I have no problem making you get out of the car and have you walk home.”

“Do it, mom will be even more mad at you.”

“You love pushing my buttons.”

“I love how easy it is to push your buttons old man. But seriously why did mom react that way? She usually doesn’t mind when you forget to take out the trash.”

“She’s pregnant, her emotions will be all over the place. You seriously need to start paying attention when dad and mom are explaining things to us.” Mia tells him.

“Whatever.” Ezequiel looks at the cup holder and notices Jack hasn’t touched his milkshake. “Can I have your drink? You haven’t touched it.”

Jack pushes EZ’s face back “It’s for your mom.”

“She’s mad, you think you’ll make her happy with a milkshake?”

He shakes his head “Not fully no, but a milkshake and curly fries is what she’s been craving this late at night recently.”

They’re finally pulling up to their driveway. Ezequiel grabs the milkshake, and a bag that has the curly fries, and runs inside.”

“ANGEL EZEQUIEL HARLOW.” Jack yells and runs after him upstairs.

“YOU TWO ARE SO CHILDISH.” Mia yells.

“What’s with the yelling?” You ask, sitting up in bed once you see your son walking in, your husband right behind him, followed by your daughter.

“I got you curly fries and a Oreo milkshake momma.” Ez says, handing you the food and drink.

You raise your eyebrows at him. “With what money?”

“I have money.”

“No, dad and mom have money, you’re just broke.” Mia says, sitting next to you and placing her palm on your belly. “Little ones, hi.”

“Thank you bubs.” You look at Jack, pat the spot on the other side of you, signaling him so he can sit with you.

“So what am I? chopped liver?” Ez asks, glaring at the three of you.

“Sit next to your dad.” You tell him, you take a sip of your milkshake and groan. “I’ve been craving this all day. Ree and Blanca wanted Pupusas, and a agua fresca. I didn’t have it in my heart to tell them to get me a milkshake since they were driving me around all day.”

“Mom, they would’ve dropped everything and taken you to get it.” Mia tells you, taking a bite from her burger.

“How are you feeling?” Jack asks you.

“I’m okay now. I think I just needed to shower the day away. I’m sorry I snapped at you over the stupidest thing ever. I asked Clay to pick up the desserts, they have been delivered to your mom.”

“It’s okay sweets, I know this pregnancy is different for you and your body. I just want you to be okay.”

You nod, “Still, I shouldn’t have snapped at you like that.”

The four of you continue eating and talking about the day. You decide on a movie to watch as a family, having your husband and kids next to you in bed, watching tv and sharing memories has always been one of your favorite things to do.

“So mom, please next time you want to punish dad and not cook, can it only be him? We’re not at fault when he gets you annoyed.” Ezequiel says after a while.

“Oh my god.” Mia says.

“Ezequiel.” Jack warns.

“What? I was craving Birria all day and dad had to ruin it by not doing what you told him to. I had to get tacos from Jack in The Box, I wanted birria tacos.”

“I make no promises.” You answer him.

You go back to watching the movie, but after five minutes Ezequiel again decides to interrupt.

“So can you make the birria tomorrow then? Since you’re in a better mood now?”

“Eres un tonto.” Mia says, and pushes him off the bed.

“STOP ATTACKING ME.”

“Stop instigating between mom and dad.”

You and Jack smile at each other, ignoring the fact that your two teenage kids are arguing. This is what life is all about, all the silly fights, the laughs, and the cries.

All worth it if it means by the end of the day, you get to spend it with your family.

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[emotionallyunstableduck]

Not so disastrous

genre: Fluff, crack, established relationship

warnings: Gojo Satoru, slightly suggestive towards the end, terrible sense of humor

summary: asking satoru to help you with baking might or might not have led to a mishap.

a/n: my attempt at writing something silly did not turn out the way I wanted.

With your midterms done and a lot of time to spare, you decided that baking some cupcakes would be a great pastime and it wouldn't hurt to have something sweet at hand when your boyfriend returns from his mission. Except your measurement skills are not something you are proud of and now you ended up with a god forsaken amount of cupcakes.

As you were breaking your limbs trying to whip out the frosting, you heard your door open and some heavy footsteps indicating the arrival of your boyfriend. "N/N, did you miss meee" he called out loud, bringing a warm smile onto your face. "Not really, toru, you were just gone for two hours" you said, causing him to pout but you got used to his charm so this wouldn't work on you so instead, you decided to ask him to help you with the cupcakes.

Now, that was a bad idea.

T-minus 20 minutes before the disaster:

You both started chatting while he was washing up. "So how did your mission go" "as usual your super sexy talented boyfriend ended it in a matter of minutes" he tells you in classic gojo style "now praise me for it" he whispers into your hair basking in the domestic comfort. "My super sexy talented boyfriend needs to get off of me so that I won't spill this frosting I'm trying to whip" you say while swatting him away.

T-minus 15 minutes before the disaster:

"You are so mean to me N/N" he started whining which resulted in you shoving a cupcake to shut him up. "Aww i love you too toru" you replied in a monotonous voice flusturing gojo a bit. No matter how many times you both profess your feeling to each other, gojo preserve each of then in a new spot in his heart for he can't get over how in love he is with you.

T-minus 10 minutes before the disaster:

After Shoko came to get some material from you, you left satoru incharge of removing the last batch of cupcakes from the oven.

"Baby trust me" he said.

T-minus 5 minutes before the disaster:

As you headed back to your room, you could smell the charred scent. The slight suspicion of your dorm burning down suddenly started looking like the reality the longer you stood and so you picked up your pace and headed towards your room to find satoru engulfed in smoke. "Toru oh my goodness are you alright? what happened?" you said as you proceeded to open your windows and hold onto a coughing satoru who looked like he would pass out from the burnt cupcake fumes. "Baby the cupcakes are evil" gojo choked on the smoke.

The disaster:

When you finally managed to calm the situation, you turned and checked on satoru who looked slightly guilty. "Its ok Toru I still have a lot of cupcakes. Lets go and frost them" you assure him "now where's that frosting" "what frosting" gojo leans back onto your counter knocking said bowl of frosting onto you making you look like a failed birthday cake.

"Woah there sweetie" he tries to joke in an attempt to lighten the mood while chuckling nervously. Somehow throughout this mishap you weren't even even phased for a little bit. If anything, that was more concerning to you. Perks of being Gojo Satoru's girlfriend.

You just started laughing "I don't even know what to say Toru. I'm going to go clean up" you say as you start walking towards your bathroom but get interrupted by gojo. "I have other ways to clean it up" he blocks your way as he licks the frosting off of your palms. "Toru I'm extremely sticky baby don't do this right now" "how about you wash up and then we can continue where i stopped" gojo says holding onto your waist.

Maybe that wasn't a disaster, after all.

a/n: Next time, I'm definitely writing smut.

#gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #gojo saturo #gojo fluff #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru x you

[cevansbaby-dove]

Home For the Holidays! Chris Evans X Reader.

Ah Christmas time, your all time favorite holiday but this year even better because you were spending it with your boyfriend chris, you and him have hid your relationship because of the fans he has, they can be quite mean to him and you.

Your setting up the tree with cookies in the oven and Christmas songs playing softly in the background.

Your so busy with the tree you don't hear chris walk in and he smiles at you watching you dance around and dodger barks making you look behind yourself. "Chris!"

You rush to his arms letting him pick you up and twirling you around. "miss me love?" You look at him. "You know i did! I thought you said you wouldn't be home till tomorrow?" He sets you on your feet and places a soft kiss on your lips.

Chris looks at the tree. "wow! that looks better than how i have had mine in many years" You smile. "i go all out for this time of the year, why do you think my pinterest is all of Christmas and fall things?"

Chris laughs. "i knew that but man this looks amazing!" You say. "oh shit cookies!" You walk into the kitchen that is also christmasy

Chris looks at the Kitchen. "Y/n you did all this by yourself?' he looks around. "yea most of it, I called your mother to help a bit, she's is super sweet by the way"

Chris sits at the counter and you pull the cookies out. "good they didn't burn." Chris takes one and says. "ah hot hot!" You laugh. "Chris they just came out of the hot oven"

He takes a bite. "Hmm!! this is amazing!" "really!? your not just saying that?"

He nods. "i mean it darling it's so good i love this"

You smile at him. "you want to know what would make this even better?' Chris looks at you smiling. 'hmm?"

"Hot coco!" Chris nods. "i'll make it" he walks to the stove and you say. "No chris i can make it" he says. "you make cookies, you got the tree done and all of this, let me do this ok?"

He kisses your nose. You grin. "Ok ok you win mister romantic" he smiles. "Oh yea!" He grabs the pot for the drinks and gets it on. "do we have whipped cream?"

You look into the fridge. "i think so" You grab the can. "Got it"

Chris stirs the pot and then says. "okay all done" He pours the drink into the cups and you take the can of cream and put some on Chris's face. "hehe!"

Chris says. "babe" he says. "oh your in trouble" He grabs the can and you sequel. "No no babe i just had a shower" You run around to the other side of the counter and Chris says. "come here y/n" he laughs.

"noo sir!" Chris rushes around and wraps his arm around your waist. he tickles you and you giggle. "Chris stop hehe" he smiles. "i love you y/n" You turn and smile at him and say. 'i love you too"

Chris says. "best christmas ever" he kisses you softly.

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#christmas fic #chris evans x female reader

[cami-stuffs]

Pushing Towards You

Chapter 1: Back to Nevermore

Calista was in the middle of a meeting when a message came in. It was from her ex-wife, Gaia.

"G: Hey. I have some news. Let me know if you are free to have dinner with us tonight"

By us, she means her and your teenage daughter, Ártemis. Before you can answer, Ártemis texts you as well.

"A: Hey, mum. Mumma G wants to have dinner with us tonight. She said she had big news to share. I hope you can make it. Love you."

"C: See you later, babe. Miss you and Love you." You answered to your daughter.

Only then do you remember to reply to Gaia.

"C: Hey. It settled. I'll be taking the dessert. See you."

Calista was a pharmacist. She is a professor at the University of North Carolina, where she graduated and received her doctorate. She was also an outcast, although her colleagues didn't know about this part of her life. It took a bit of effort to hide what she was since telekinesis was a power that came to a hand sometimes. Nevertheless, Calista was aware of the relationship between normies and outcasts. That was a constant subject of discussion with Gaia, who never missed the chance to express her thoughts about how normies are arrogant and prejudiced.

Gaia was a botanist whose powers involved mimicking plants' essence and features as long as she was in contact with them at least once. For that, she had a free spirit and mind. This freedom included the speech of her thoughts and her feelings toward people no matter what. Calista admired her ex-wife for being so herself, but this wasn't enough to keep the marriage going. Over the years, the differences became too apparent. For the sake of their daughter, they decided on a friendly divorce and maintain a healthy relationship. 

Consequently, having dinner together weekly became a tradition, especially when one had something to share with the other two. Tonight was no different, and Calista was heading to Gaia's apartment with the promised dessert. Ringing the bell, she heard a yelling from inside.

"It's open! Come on in!". Gaia was in front of the oven, finishing what looked like a Spaghetti Carbonara.

"Hey, you!" You greeted her. "Hmm...That smells delicious." You simply loved good pasta.

"Well, since I was the one who sent the invitation, I felt the need to spoil my two Italian girls!" Gaia said, smiling at you.

"I'm not your girl anymore, but thank you anyway." You replied.

"Yeah, yeah... Sorry about that. It's just a habit." Gaia said, blushing lightly. 

"That's ok. And where is Ártemis?" You asked, changing the subject.

"In the shower. She just came back from the gym. I guess all these exercises are making her feel better. She seems so relaxed!" Gaia pointed out. Ártemis had a bad year at school. Turning fifteen brought some unpleasant changes in her point of view, but expected ones in her mothers'.

"That's awesome. It makes me glad to see her feel better about herself. But I've been thinking, and I guess it's time for us three to consider Nevermore an option for her education. After all, we both studied there. It is the right place for outcasts. I know is far away, and we will miss her,  but..." Calista was interrupted by her daughter entering the room.

"Hey, mumma C! How are you? Who are you going to miss?" Ártemis asked, embracing her mother from behind.

"Hey, my precious. I was just saying to your mumma G about sending you to...Wow!" Turning around to face Ártemis, Calista was startled by her height. "I swear that you look higher since the last time I put my eyes on you, and It's been what? A couple of days?" Ártemis was indeed taller, and that growing-up speediness was one of the reasons why she felt so uneasy lately.

"Yeah...Well, I am taller,  yes. But, as you can see, I am also stronger!" She said playfully, exhibiting her muscles.

"I can see! My pretty little monster!" You replied, laughing at her.

"So...what were you two talking about?" Ártemis asked, sitting on a stool in the kitchen.

"I was just telling your mother that maybe It's time for you to study at Nevermore." Calista said, looking from Ártemis to Gaia, seeking support. 

"Wait...are you serious? Oh my goodness, thank you!" Ártemis jumped out of the stool and held her mother close in a tight hug. Calista searched for Gaia's great green eyes, waiting for her to say something. "Are you both aware I would be almost a thousand miles away from home? By my own! Is it okay?" Ártemis asked, stepping back.

"I was saving all this conversation for after the dinner, but you two are in a hurry to discuss this. So, I called you both today to announce that I am the new Botany Professor at Nevermore Academy!" Gaia was beaming in joy. Returning to their old school was in her life plans after graduation, but marriage and Ártemis made her delay it. 

"Heeey... What a great news, mom! Congratulations!" Ártemis hugged Gaia.

"Well done, G! What an achievement! A whole life dream. I'm proud of you!" Calista cheered her ex-wife, indeed. 

"Thank you for the support. From both of you! I was interviewed by the deputy headmaster last week after I applied for the position. And today, the big news came!" Gaia was beyond happiness. "That's why I wanted to talk to you. As a member of the school staff and a mother, Ártemis has a vacancy there. And I agree with you, Calista. Nevermore is the right place for her, for all outcasts, in my opinion." Gaia completed.

Dinner time passed smoothly. Calista decided to go on vacation to help Gaia and Ártemis move to Vermont. Ártemis was thrilled about going to a school for outcasts. She wanted to know all about the school. Her two mothers happily fulfilled such a task. They told her about the school, the events Nevermore held, and their outcast fellows. When they mentioned their friends' powers, Ártemis became quiet and with a distant stare.

"Temis, darling, what is going on?" Calista was worried about her daughter's sudden change in mood.

"Do you think they gonna accept me? Me and my powers?" Ártemis asked Calista and Gaia. The mothers exchanged glances. 

"I must admit that we haven't met any shapeshifter back in our time, right, Calista?" Gaia reached for her ex-wife.

Calista has met a shapeshifter at Nevermore. Larissa Weems, her teenage crush. But Larissa made Calista promise never to tell anyone about her, so Calista never did. Including now. Seeing her daughter and her doubts about herself made Calista heartache, but Calista kept the promise. Shapeshifters were not well accepted, including among outcasts. Exposing one on behalf of the other was no use for Calista. But she came up with an idea. Maybe Larissa, wherever she is, could help Ártemis find herself and understand her powers. Making a mind note, Calista decided to call Larissa at another moment and ask her for assistance.

"Shapeshifters are rare. But we are very supportive at Nevermore. Rivalry and fights occur for common reasons, as with the normies. Powers are never used as a form of bullying. I am pretty sure you're going to fit in. Besides, if you don't feel confident enough to tell your friends about your powers, just don't. Take your time." Calista reassured her daughter. "In my opinion, you should be worrying about having your mother as your botany teacher." Calista joked. Ártemis bulged her eyes, suddenly remembering this "tiny" detail. 

"Oh my goodness! Mumma G, will you take it easy on me, please?" Ártemis pleaded with puppy eyes. 

"Have I ever taken?" Gaia smirked. 

"Not that I can recall." Ártemis seemed defeated.

"There you go, your answer, child. But I feel you won't need any help from me or anyone. " Gaia winked affectionately at her daughter. 

"Good luck with that, babe." Calista wished to Ártemis playfully. The dynamic between the two was very well-known for Calista. Gaia was stern to Ártemis. Ártemis was clever and skillful, but her low self-esteem stood in her way. She didn't trust herself. So Gaia tried hard to make Ártemis see her greatness. Sometimes, Gaia tried too hard. Keeping the balance between them was a role played by Calista. And now, with their departure, all she could do was wish good luck to both.

"Well...I think we call it a day. Tomorrow, I'll ask for my vacation and be free to help you guys pack." Calista declared. "Now, bed!" She pointed out to Ártemis.

"Can I have a hot chocolate before bed?" Ártemis required. 

"Hot chocolate? Really? After this marvelous dinner and a panna cotta for dessert?" Calista exclaimed incredulously. "I am still trying to figure out where this taste for hot chocolate comes from. It's not from me. I am sure." Calista pointed out. 

"It's a cozy drink, almost an affectionate one. I don't know why." Ártemis said dreamly.

"A whisky is a cozy drink for me," Gaia whispered. 

"Can I try it? Maybe I'll change my cozy drink." Ártemis asked, half playful, half expectant.

"Of course not! You're fifteen. I'll make you a hot chocolate, and then, bed!" Calista finished that strange conversation about cozy drinks.

Later, at home, Calista decided to call Larissa. It's been a while since they last spoke. She dialed the numbers and anxiously waited for Larissa to answer. 

Larissa Weems' answering machine: "Hello, you've reached Larissa Weems. I'm unable to come to the phone right now. Leave your message, and I'll return your call when I'm free. Thank You."

"Hey, Larissa. It's me, Calista. Calista Cos'Anto, by the way. It's been a while. Guess what! I have a daughter who is coming to Nevermore Academy this year. Can you believe it? Well, I'm calling to ask you for some help. I know I have disappeared since the last time we've seen each other, but only you can help. Ártemis, my daughter, is a shapeshifter, and you are the only shapeshifter I've ever met before her. Don't worry, I still keep my promise. No one knows about you. But Ártemis has trust issues and doesn't know how to control her powers. I was wondering if you could help her. I don't know if you are back in England or still live in the US. Call me back if you feel you can help me. I hope you are doing great. See you. Bye."

Well, that was it. There was no turning back. Calista's mind was spinning. Too many emotions for just one day. Her beloved daughter was going away; she had just sent a message to her former crush, and now she was returning to Nevermore, even if it was just for a few weeks.

She could barely wait to see her old school again and make sure it would be a home for her daughter as it was for her.

Chapter 2

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[watcher-servant]

Chronicles of ARC: Hub

Dreams were always weird. At times, it showed what you wanted, what you feared, and what you missed. However, now the only thing that was shown was memories showing familiar scenes of a school in the shape of a castle only for it to shift to look like a clock tower. From clothing resembling a student only to change for more formal and professional like a teachers. The strangest scene, however, was that of a woman with red hair looking at someone, and when she reached her hand out, the vision warped to a woman with fox looking sad and desperately reaching, but only to be met by darkness.

Jaune would wake up feeling that he was on the ground and was greeted with green grass. Letting out a groan, he would try to go back to sleep only to be met by something licking his face, forcing him back up. "Wait, what?!" he thought, getting up from the ground trying to see what had licked him and was hit with a headbutt by the culprit, a giant jackalope with golden fur. "If this is dream I wanna wake now," He said only for the jackalope to get close and started to let out a whine a bit, asking for affection.

"OK ok ok I'm up," Jaune said as he was petting the jackalope, which took it with no issue. "Geez wonder where you came from....and where I exactly am i?" He thought as he finally took notice of his surroundings. He was standing in the middle of a farm, its boundaries marked by a stone wall, standing in front of him was a 2 story house painted blue with a grey roof and off to the side was a red barn and what seems to be a gardening patch. "This looks...kinda familiar where have i....no wait that looks like my family and this area its like my workshop in the countryside....even has my garden patch" Jaune thought as he started to walk towards the barn and the jackalope following him.

Entering the barn, Jaune was shown that it holds a line of big stables as there were big piles of hay, even seeing big tubs for what he assumed was for either washing or drinking water. "Let's go ahead and get you in one, you big ball of fluff," He said, leading the jackalope to an open stable seeing a hay patch for bedding and 2 tubs one for water and the other for food. "Guess that answers my question, but let's go ahead and get you water" He says as the stigma on his arm started to glow a deep blue color as a ball of water forms in front of him and letting it drop splashing him. The jackalope only seemed to laugh a bit as it passed him and started to drink.

"I'll come back in a little bit ok" He thought, closing the stable door and starting to walk to the house. He would walk up to the door as he was hesitant to open it. What was gonna greet him? Should he open the door? Was it gonna be folks, maybe his 'sworn brother'? Shaking away the thoughts, he opened ti the door to be greeted with silence and a furnished living room, connected to a kitchen that has a dining table along with a fridge, a big oven/stove and above it cabinets with a microwave in the middle. "It looks just like home....back on remnant," He thought as his eyes took in sight, seeing the stairs leading up along with 3 closed doors. If he remembered right his room was upstairs and taking up, he would past closed doors, reaching his old room. Opening the door, he saw his childhood room, a big bed that had a double door closet, a desk where his computer would be, and a dresser that had a surprising sight of a photo album. Picking it up the first sight to greet him was his family. Going through the pages, he had pictures of his birth, his sisters, and even reaching the point where it had shown beacon. "Wait, when did I take pictures?" He questioned, seeing the ballroom of the first night, his team room, the emerald forrest, the forever fall, and picture that almost made him tear up. It was a group photo of teams RWBY and JNPR after they had destroyed the cafeteria in a massive food fight.

"That was a crazy day....I hope they're ok," Jaune thought, turning the page as it showed his time at the clock tower. His induction to the school, meeting Zelretch and Waver, the El-Melloi class, and the summoning of...'her' as a tear had fallen, hitting the photo. Wiping his face, Jaune closed the album as he decided to walk towards the bath. Coming on the mirror, he would see his reflection only to meet with a surprising sight instead of seeing himself in his early forties of medium length hair and a full beard. Jaune saw himself in his late 20s with short hair and feeling the back of his head, a short braid ponytail, and a thin beard on his chin. "OK, now I know I'm dreaming cause thus just doesn't make sense," he yells out as he also takes notice of his clothes, that being his explorer outfit, a black button-up, white vest, red tie, white pants with combat shoes and a short black coat with what seems to be shoulder padding on it.

Heading back to his room and opening the closet, Jaune would see a full closet of his clothes during his time at the clocktower. Changing into more casual clothes of cargo sweatpants and a grey t-shirt. Walking back downstairs, a slight rumble would shake the house, making him run outside and see an odd sight that of a sword stuck to the ground bearing the exact same handle of his crafted mystic code and a stone blade. He would walk towards the blade, questions running into his mind as he tried to make sense of everything that happened. The house, the barn, the garden, the PHOTO ALBUM, and seeing his mystic code in the ground in front of him. The answer slowly dawned on him as he backed up and fell to the ground. "Did....did I die?" He questions, looking up to see a familiar blue ball with 2 rings circling it. The reminder of his oath and what stole him away from remnant....the counter force.

(From the wiki and visual of a manifestation)

#rwby #jaune arc #crossover au #fate series #counter guardian ARC #the beginning #of some sort #juniper #possible series #more to come

[theother-victoria]

KISS ME THRU THE PHONE

SYNOPSIS: Albedo always finds a way to say “I love you” even if he’s not there physically

TAGS: nothing but tooth-rotting fluff, modern au, gn reader

A/N: where are my winter storm buddies at 🙋‍♀️ this one goes out to you

We didn’t get a lot of snow we just got a bunch of freezing cold wind lmao

This was written as part of the Yae Publishing House’s Ice and Snow writing event!

“So… your flight got canceled and now you’re snowed in?”

“Unfortunately, yes.”

You hear Albedo sigh on the other end of the phone. A few weeks ago, he had departed for Liyue to meet with an author he was working with. He left with a kiss on the cheek and a promise to return home before Christmas Eve but now…

“The snowstorm did unfortunately hit Liyue. They predicted it wouldn’t, but turns out that was wrong. I should be home within the next three or so days.”

It’s your turn to sigh now. The fireplace was lit, the tree was decorated with ornaments and lights, and you even had cookies baking in the oven. Yet it didn’t feel complete with Albedo missing and knowing that he would be gone for such an important season left a bitter taste in your mouth.

“I know, it’s just that I… miss you.”

“I miss you too, (Y/N). There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to be back at home spending the holidays with you and Klee right now.”

You hear the sound of footsteps from upstairs and crane your neck upwards to see Klee standing at the top of the stairs, pillow and Dodoco plushie in hand. She rubs her eyes sleepily and yawns.

“Klee, I thought you were asleep?”

“I was, but I thought I heard you talking to big brother Albedo. Klee wants to speak to him too!”

You sigh and beckon her over. She immediately scurries down the stairs and practically flies towards the couch, landing on the cushions with a loud “oof” before clambering into your lap.

“Big brother Albedo! It’s Klee! I miss you so, so, so, so much! When are you going to come home?”

He laughs. “Hello, Klee. I miss you too. I already told (Y/N) that I’ll be back home within the next three days, so you won’t have to wait much longer. But how are the holidays going for you?”

“It was so much fun! Yesterday, Diona came over and we had a snowball fight. Then, we gave each other presents and had a sleepover!”

“That sounds like a lot of fun, Klee.”

“It was. I can’t wait to see what Diona gave me!”

She pauses for a moment, furrowing her brows and staring up at the ceiling like she was deep in thought.

“Big brother Albedo, I wanna see you!”

You hear a barely suppressed chuckle in his voice. “I can arrange for that.”

Albedo abruptly ends the call, much to your surprise, and a few seconds later, your phone buzzes with an incoming video call. Klee giddily makes grabby hands at your phone and you hand it to her. She hits accept and her face instantly lights up upon seeing him.

You quietly slide off the couch and into the kitchen to check on the cookies. As Klee gushes about her day to Albedo, you pull out the frosting sitting in the fridge you had prepared earlier and get to work decorating the cookies. Klee must have smelled them because soon after, she comes waddling into the kitchen with an expectant look in her eyes.

“Look, big brother. (Y/N) made cookies! Can I have one? Pretty please?”

You glance at the clock. 9:45 pm. It was already way past Klee’s bedtime, but since it was the holidays, you’ll make an exception.

“Just this once. But promise me you’ll go to bed after this, ok? The sooner you go to sleep, the sooner you’ll be able to open your presents.”

She quickly finishes it and as promised, heads upstairs to bed after you give her a goodnight kiss on the forehead. With your phone back and Klee asleep, you finally have the chance to talk to Albedo. His gaze instantly softens and you’re unable to stop yourself from smiling like a lovesick fool at the sight. His bangs are pushed back with a headband and he has a sheet mask on his face. You have to stifle a laugh at the sight of it.

“Hello, dearest. I hope taking care of Klee hasn’t been too exhausting.”

You shake your head. “No, it hasn’t. She’s just excited because it’s Christmas, but she’s been well-behaved.”

Getting up, you head towards the storage room underneath the stairs and pull out Klee’s presents hiding in the back. He must have seen them because he raises an eyebrow.

“Are those Klee’s presents? What did you get her?”

“Just a new Dodoco plushie and some colored pencils she’s been eyeing for a while now,” you reply as you set them down under the tree.

“Well then, where’s my present?”

You look at him strangely. He has a slight smirk on his face that tells you he knows exactly what he’s doing. Normally, he’s not this forward, but maybe the distance was getting to him?

You roll your eyes and blow him a kiss.

“Here’s your present for now. Hurry up and come home so I can give you the real one.”

Albedo laughs at the action, a sweet and pure sound that has your heart involuntarily fluttering.

“Thank you, my love. I promise I’ll be back home as soon as possible.”

You yawn and Albedo takes notice of it.

“It must be getting late over there. I’ll let you go to sleep now-”

“Can you stay with me for a little bit longer?”

He pauses at your question, then smiles.

“Of course. Is there anything you’d like to talk about?”

You settle back down on the couch and stare out the window, where the first snow is beginning to fall, promising a white Christmas.

Klee will surely be excited to wake up to it, you think.

“Anything really. How are the holidays celebrated in Liyue?”

He hums. “It’s not as significant of a holiday over here, but they still celebrate it to an extent. I passed by the harbor the other day at night and it was aglow with festive lights and decorations. It was quite the sight and I hope to bring you there next year to witness it for yourself.”

“Mm. I’d love to see it for myself too.”

The clock ticks away in the back and the roaring fire is slowly reduced to mere embers. The snow piles up outside until all you can see is a blanket of pristine white coating everything within sight.

And despite being oceans away, you feel as if Albedo is right next to you and with that, you don’t feel quite as lonely anymore.

“Hey, Albedo?”

“Yes?”

“I love you.”

“And I love you too, dearest. Go to sleep now and when you wake, I’ll be back home. Don’t miss me too much now, ok?

“Goodnight, (Y/N), and may you be blessed with the sweetest of dreams tonight.”

#yaepublishinghouse #albedo x reader #genshin impact x reader #albedo fanfic #albedo fluff #victoria.writes

[skyxskywlkr]

The past will catch up (pt 2

Pairings: none for this chapter

Tags: Drug use in this chapter 🔞, cussing, violence, alcohol, ptsd, mentions of death, it’s rough.

Note: I want to make it clear that there is mentions of drug use in this chapter. Pls do not read if you have triggers of drug use or drug mention, and remember you’re not alone in this 🖤

Word count: 2k?

| December 2012 |

“Sir, excuse me sir” Simon jumped up from his sleep, heart pounding from his chest. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to startle you. We’ve arrived at your stop” Simon sat up in his seat looking around. “Where are we?” He wasn’t too familiar with his environment but if he could estimate he was just outside of his hometown, Manchester. “This is where your ticket says to drop you off.” Simon huffed out a breath. Grabbing his bags and his belongings. “Thanks.” He nods giving the driver a handsome tip for his travels.

~

It was wintertime in England, therefore it was colder than hell if hell was frozen over. The wind chill bit to the bone like snake venom. Simon shivered under his uniform coat. He was made to survive in weather conditions like these, but damn it was cold.

Simon took a piece of paper out of his coat that had an address stamped to it. “The man said it shouldn’t be too far from here.” Simon looked up to see a coffee shop nearby. Maybe he could get more information from there.

Society felt different now. Being in the SAS changed Simon. It made him feel as if he was no longer human. Just a machine that had a job to do, and that was to kill. The world got dirty sometimes and he was always there to clean up the mess. He was good at it. He felt like he belonged in the chaos. He felt respected in it.

The bell on top of the door rang as Simon entered. Everyone and their mother was giving him their award-winning side eyes. The mask was probably the eye-catcher. Simon shook his head walking up to the front counter. “Hello, I was wondering if you can direct me toward this address” The lady looked at him like she seen a ghost. “There’s a mask policy here, sir”. Simon shook his head. “Mask stays on, just tell me what I want to know and I’ll be on my way.” Simon had to cover up his identity a lot in the army. He hardly ever took his balaclava off unless it was to eat or sleep. It’s how he hid who he was. He was a ghost and you only seen him when it was too late.

The waitress sighed “It’s just a few blocks from here take a right on Fixtom Street and you’ll see it. It’s not hard to miss.” Simon nodded leaving the shop with a huff of annoyance. He hates people, and hates interacting with them even more.

The entire walk to the address was just him rehearsing what he was going to say to his Mom. He hasn’t seen her in over 10 years. That’s a very long time for not seeing someone, especially your Mother. He was alone and forsaken in this new world.

Taking his mask off and putting on his uniform hat. He took a deep breath in before entering the shop. It was a pie shop. Pre-made pies everywhere. He scanned through the room, but there was no sign of her. He felt an anxious pit in his stomach. Clearing his throat. “Excuse me I’m looking for Marie Riley she’s supposed to be here.” The man turned around from the counter looking the masked man up and down. “Marie you have company!” The man walked towards the back. “Wait here a second.” Simon nodded.

His mouth dry and sticky, and after waiting for what felt like forever.-

“You can come on back.” The man gestured. Ok, this is it. Simon took a heavy breath walking back into the kitchen.

“It better not be one of those damn advertisement people again, Henry I told you to tell them I’m not interested.” The woman bickered taking a pie out of the oven. “Marie you have someone here to see you.”

Simon took his cap off. “Hello Mom.” Looking from where he stood his mom hasn’t changed a bit. She still had that smile in comparison to a guardian Angel. His guardian Angel.

Marie drops the pie on the floor with a loud gooey plop sound.

“Dear god.” Covering her mouth in disbelief, Simon chuckles “Ma, you dropped a perfectly good pie” Marie laughs “OH DAMN THE PIE, Son is….. is it you. Is that my beautiful boy?” Simon gave a warm smile “It’s me, ma. I told you I would come back.”

“Oh, my son.” Marie throws herself into her son’s arms. “Oh, you look so handsome.”

Simon closes his eyes feeling his mother’s touch on his face. “I’ve missed you.” He was finally home. “I should have wrote you, I’m sorry but everything happened all so fast and before I know it. I’m a Lieutenant. I’m sorry. I really am.” Simon felt a large amount of sorrow. Before he was deployed he promised Marie he’d write her and keep in contact. The last letter he wrote her was over 5 years ago.

Marie shakes her head. “It’s okay son. I understand.” Despite not hearing from her son, just to see him here breathing was a miracle.

“How have you been? Where have you been? Have you been safe? Are you hurt? Is something wrong?” Questions were the only thing Marie could ask. She was worried. “Mom I’m okay everything is fine. I’m home now. That’s all that matters now.” Marie sobs muffles into Simon’s chest. “Oh my boy I’ve missed you so much. We all have.” Simon hummed at the warm feeling he felt in his chest. A feeling that he hasn’t felt in a very long time.

“How’s Tommy?” His brother was another heart wrenching concern for him. Did he hate Tommy? Yes, he had resentment for him for all the horrible things him and Raymond would do to Simon as a child. After running out their dead beat father. Simon had to man up and look out not only for his mother, but his brother as well.

“He’s doing good. He’s been going to rehab trying to get better. I’m proud of him. I’ve been trying to help him but it’s been difficult on my own.” Simon recalled the last time he seen Tommy. It wasn’t a pretty sight. Both of the brothers fought with each other and the last thing Tommy said was ‘I don’t want to see your goddamn face again’. Simon shook the memory from his head. He was going to find his brother. Bastard owed him.

“I see you didn’t move too far from Manchester.”

“I couldn’t make myself go too far from it. I know we all have history there.”

Simon scoffed ‘tell me about it’ he thought.

“But I couldn’t just leave. I started a pie shop, I have a nice home. Business is booming right now for us.” Marie states leaning over to pick up the pie she dropped. Simon helping her clean up the mess.

“Our home is not far from here. It’s within walking distance from my job. Everything has been going well for us Simon.” Simon nodded “I’m glad.” A wave of relief washed over Simon. It made him proud to see his family thriving.

“Let’s go sit down. I’d love to hear so much more from you.” Marie motions towards a bench outside. Both sit down and take in the fresh frisky England air. It was better than breathing in gunpowder and smoke that became Simon’s new oxygen. “Son, what’s been going on?” Rubbing his palms on his uniform slacks, he didn’t even know where to begin. “I don’t even know where to begin.” Both chuckle. “How’s the military?” Marie tilts her head

“I’m in the SAS now. Lieutenant Simon Riley.”Simon chuckles to himself. He’s made it far from where he began. “My boy is a hero now.” Marie’s bragging made Simon’s cheeks turn a tinted red.

“How long will you be on release?” Simon’s smile dropped, grabbing his mother’s hand “Not very long. A few months at the most.” Marie’s eyes flutter shut. She hated the fact that she had to say goodbye again. The thought of it made her stomach weak. “Simon why must you leave again?” Simon closed his eyes, desperately trying to find the answer his mother deserved. Nothing could come to him though.

“I-…. I have to. Look all that matters is I’m here right now. Let’s stay in the present for now, Okay?” He didn’t want her to worry about his re-deployment not right now. As for trying to find the answer for her question was something Simon struggled with for a long time. At first he deployed in the SAS to get away from his abusive father. He wanted to be in an environment where he felt wanted. Now there was no reason to not come back home, but Simon didn’t want that either. No he wanted to stay in the war. It’s where he felt at peace. Being in the army became an addiction to Simon something he couldn’t get enough of.

Clearing out his selfish thoughts. “I need to find Tommy. Do you know where he stays?”

Marie fiddles with her fingers. “He doesn’t say much about where he goes, but last time he said he was staying at a complex on Foremorth street. That boy is hard to control Simon but he’s trying. Take it easy on him.” Simon laughed under his breath. Tommy had everything handed to him when they were kids. He was a privileged little prick. If Tommy was in the state Simon thought he was in. Taking it easy on him was the least of his concerns. “Ok well, I need to find him. I’ll return when I’m done.” Marie gives a look doubt but still gives a nod of approval. Simon leaves the shop feeling anxious. He had a bad feeling about the condition his brother was in.

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Now if I was my in-delinquent brother where would I go? What would I do? Simon thought to himself strolling through the city. Mom said the apartment complex was on ‘Foremorth’. After asking around.

Simon looked up at a street sign. ‘Foremorth’ street. Ok, where is Tommy? Simon sighed looking in the distance he seen a small apartment duplex. Walking through the doors. “Hello is a man named ‘Tommy Riley’ here?”

“Yes, he lives here. May I ask who you are?”

“His brother I just need to check on him, see if he’s okay.” The receptionist nods. “Just go down that hallway there. The room should be on the left. Room 202” The man points in the direction of Room 202.

Simon felt like he was on a wild goose chase. Approaching the door of 202, he made a slight knock. “Tommy”?, there was no answer of course, Simon continues knocking “Tommy it’s me, Simon.” Still no response. Goddamn it Tommy. Simon huffed looking for other ways In. He looked up to see a window slightly cracked open. Time for a little maneuvering.

~

Once Simon made it up he cracked open the window and made an entrance. The atmosphere smelled hot to him. The room was dirty and messy. He felt uneasy. Slowly he pulls out his 9mm. Fully alerted of his surroundings he makes his way downstairs. “Tommy?”

“Tommy, do not jump out at me or I will fire.” Years of training made Simon always stay on the edge of paranoia. It’s what kept him alive. You never sleep with both eyes closed if you feel targeted.

Simon scans through all the rooms leaving the living room the last room to search. The smell got worse as he gets closer only to see his brother passed out on the couch. He examined the room. Beer cans, food containers, and drugs. A lot of them used as well.

Simon shook his head. Putting his gun in its container. “Get up!” He demands kicking Tommy’s leg. Tommy mumbled incoherently from being fucked up off the needles. “I said get up!” He yanked up Tommy from the couch.

“What the fuck?” Tommy stammered. Eyes becoming wide

“Si- Simon? Oh shit, what am I on.” Tommy rubs his hand over his face. Simon rolls his eyes.

“Let’s skip the brotherly reunion.” Simon throws Tommy back down on the couch. “You have a women at home worried sick about you because she cares so much.” The disgust that Simon felt was nothing compared to anything. He felt heartbroken. “I really can’t see anything worth caring for.” Tommy laughs in a reply to Simon’s harsh comment.

“Well hello to you too baby brother.”

“What are you doing Tommy? Mom thinks you’re clean what the fuck is this?” Simon picks up a used needle from the table. Tommy scoffs “Gotta help the pain somehow.”

“So you do this shit?” Simon throws the needle back down.

“Look not everyone is a perfect little momma’s boy. Joining the army. ‘Saving’ the world.” Tommy rolls his eyes and chuckles taking a sip from the beer can that sat on the table.

Simon huffed “Why are doing this Tommy? You know Mother thinks you’re clean right?” The fact that this man could sit here and lie about his drug use to their mother’s face was well enough to make Simon want to put a bullet in his leg.

“Yes I’m aware. I haven’t been able to show my face to her since.” Tommy drops his head into his palm rubbing his head. “I’ve gotten my tail caught back in the mouse trap again, oops” Tommy’s dry humor made Simon want to punch the bastard in his jaw.

Tommy gets up finishing his beer In Simon’s face. “Why’re you here? Something tells me you didn’t come back for the scenery.”

Simon backs up a feeling a little bit threatened.

“You think you can just show up after 10 years of not saying a word to any of us? Then coming here in my home to criticize and judge me on what I do?!” Simon scans Tommy up and down. His actions giving him vivid memories on how his father use to act.

“I don’t need a goddamn thing from you Simon. You have no say in what I do. I have everything under control. You left us a long time ago anyways.” Simon’s head drops down. Clearing his throat, “I did what I had to do to get away from father.” Tommy shakes his head. “Right of course. No, you did it for yourself. You always try saving your own ass. But you never once thought maybe you weren’t the only one who was trying to get away from him, did you?” Tommy walks towards the kitchen to retrieve another beer. He gulps down one, then two, and after his third, he turns to a bottle that was much stronger than a beer.

Simon gives his brother a look of disproval. “What? You want some?” Tommy scoffs downing a stream of warm liquor.

Simon looking down at his boots. “Look, Tommy I left because I had to. I couldn’t stay anymore. And for someone who says they were “scared” of father it sure as hell didn’t seem like it then.” Simon still remembers the times both his brother and father would make his life a living hell. Tommy had this ghost mask that’d he use to scare the shit out of Simon out of spite. Now he was the ghost now.

“I did what I had to do to survive then. I’m sorry for my part I played in it but it got me through didn’t it?”

Tommy takes a seat at the kitchen table. Simon followed after him. “You weren’t the only one Simon. I had to make sacrifices and our relationship was one of them. I’m sorry for it, truly” Simon turns his head to look out the window. He couldn’t process his thinking right now. He always tried avoided bringing up his past it was something he couldn’t run from.

~

“Your hair looks nice. It suits you” Tommy commented looking up at Simon’s perfectly groomed locks. No words came to Simon. The silence sent a shiver down Tommy’s spine. “You’re angry with me-“

“I’m disappointed” Simon cuts him off crossing his arms. “I expected better, especially from you.” Tommy nodded. “Is this what you’ve been up to this whole time? Getting high?” God he hoped not Simon thought.

“No.” Tommy shifted in his chair “I was clean for a while there. Then got sucked back into it by a friend.” Simon’s eyes shifted to the cuts, bruises, and scars on his brother’s forearms. Tommy quickly realizes the judgment and tucks his arms away. “Do you want a beer?” Tommy gets up from the table walking towards the fridge again. Simon debated on the offer. He was going to be here for a while. “Sure.”

After the boys have a few beers and conversations with each other. Simon offered to help Tommy clean up his living quarters.

~

“Alright, I think that’s all of it.” Tossing away the last bags of trash Simon looks at his older brother who looks as if he’s on the verge of a mental breakdown. “You alright there?” Tommy clears his throat “Yeah, I’m good.” He states taking a quick swig of his beer.

“Thank you for this. I want to get better again and start making an effort.” A smile grew on Simon’s face. “That’s why I’m here, Tommy. I want to help you but you gotta wanna help yourself.”

Throwing the dirty rag down. “I know it’s not easy trust me. I’ve been dealing with my demons for so long that they just became a part of me, but I can help you with yours if you’ll let me. You don’t have to let your demons take over as mine did.” Giving his hand out for Tommy to shake, there needed to be trust between the two or this wasn’t going to work. Tommy shakes his hand pulling his younger brother in for a hug.

“It’s good to see you little brother.”

“It’s good to be home.” For the first time in a long time. Simon felt whole again. He felt like things were going to be okay.

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| Present |

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Have you ever known someone for so long that you think you know everything about them? Secrets were hardly ever kept between the two. You knew everything that there was to know about them just like they knew you.

Now think about what it would feel like if a secret that the person has kept from you unexpectedly was standing at your front porch.

Voices were muffled from the ringing in your ears.

His brother. How is this even possible? Simon told you his brother died when they were younger. Now he’s just suddenly on your front porch. None of this makes sense to you. Everything feels like a lie.

“Your brother? The one who died when he was a child?” You were fuming. Your skin felt hot, but you also felt like this entire time everything has been a lie.

A chuckle leaves the older brother’s mouth. “Wow Simon. Telling people I’m dead now?”

Simon looked as if he was utterly disgusted with the man standing in front of him. “What are you doing here Tommy? Why are you here?” The man steps his left foot into the door approaching Simon. “Am I not allowed to visit my younger dick head of a brother?”

“You come here to insult me in my own home? Awfully bold of you Tommy.”

Tommy? The tension between the two men was suffocating. This felt personal. Very personal.

Simon turned back his attention to you. “Y/n can you give us a moment, please? I’ll come and get you once I get this… ‘parasite’ out.”

You looked at Simon then back to Tommy whose eyes pierced through like a hot rod into the abdomen. You quickly left the room but you didn’t wander too far. No, you deserved an explanation. Silently closing the door you engage your ears to eavesdrop.

Hearing Simon speak first with an aggressive tone. “Why are you here, Tommy?”

“We’re family you know?”

“No, I’m not doing that. Not this time, you don’t call, you don’t write. So why are you really here?” Simon replied demanding the right response to his question.

You heard the front door shut. Shit now he was in your house. This didn’t feel right, you could feel the anxiousness build in the pit of your stomach. You should intervene.

“If you don’t tell me why you’re here. We’re going to have issues.” There was a moment of silence between the two brothers before the eldest spoke first.

“Mom is dead.” Your ears perked up. You had to do something, and quickly. You ran through the door. Stopping in your tracks from behind Simon not even bothering to look at you.

“What?” You could hear Simon’s voice crumble.

“No. You’re lying.”

“I’m not lying Simon I promi-“

Simon pulls out his gun that was once holstered now pointing it at his brother.

“Simon. No stop.” You ran in the crossfire attempting to disarm Simon, he shoves you back from him.

“You think you can just show up here at my goddamn house telling me my mother is dead?!” Simon’s knuckles were turning white from the death grip he had on the firearm.

Tommy with surrendering hands. “Simon put the gun down. I had to tell you I had to find you. I’m sorry.” Simon’s hearing was flooded with blood he felt as if he was just shot in the chest…

“Simon put the gun down.” You begged holding onto his arm

Squeezing his eyes shut shaking his head. “No, this bastard deserves to die.” You hardly knew the history behind the two brothers. It’s something Simon would never bring up, and when you asked he’d always disregard the questions. Deep down you knew Simon didn’t hate Tommy. He couldn’t it. It wasn’t in his core to hate family. Despite what they’ve done to him, he knew family was all he had left. Without it he was nobody. Family was Simon’s reason to fight then.

Now you’re his.

“No, Simon don’t do this. I’m begging you.” Tears are rolling down your face. If Simon were to pull that trigger it would destroy him.

Reaching out for the gun. “Put the gun down. Do it for me, please.” Simon slowly loosened his grip letting his arm fall along with the gun in his hand. You quickly take the weapon from him. Turning to look at Tommy.

“I suggest you go before he changes his mind.” Warning Tommy.

Tommy looked at you with his hands still surrendering. Not taking his eyes off either of you he makes his way towards the door leaving just the two of you behind.

Simon drops his head with a sob that sounded as if he was losing oxygen.

“Simon.” Your voice shakes. You grab his face making him look at you. His face displayed emotions you didn’t think he could show. Ever since you knew Simon he’d always make it his mission to not show his weaknesses to you. He was a very passive-aggressive man. It’s who he was, he’d use dry humor to get himself past the obstacles he knew he wasn’t ready to face. He was known as The Ghost. A man with no face, no identity, no emotion. He made it his life mission for anyone that crossed him to remember him. But the man that stood before you, wasn’t Ghost. It was Simon Riley.

This was his breaking point, and you had to find a way to save him or you were going to lose him forever.

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x you #call of duty ghost #call of duty modern warfare 2 #samuel roukin #simon riley #call of duty #simon ghost riley x reader

[nicksdrpepper]

Christmas kiss ~ Matt sturniolo

Matts POV

11:00 pm

Christmas Eve

I'm surprising my girlfriend for the holidays with me, Justin, nick, Chris, Trevor, Mary Lou and Jim, she loves my whole family so much, her mom dad and brother helped me with this, her mom has been telling me she's had really bad anxiety and she misses us,

I'm 20 minutes away from her and I get a face time call, I answer "hi matt!" she says propping her phone up "hi Melanie! what are you doing?" I say nervous because we are getting close "just waiting for the oven to pre heat" she says smiling

15 minutes later

"Ok y/n bye!" I say and I kiss the Camra and she does the same and ends the call, we pull up at her house and text her mom that we are here.

I see the garage open we all get out and say are hellos to her family, the smell of baking fills my nose, "hey Linda are you baking" Chris asks eager to eat the cookies that he smells "no Melanie is, and Shes making extra because of the holidays!" Linda says with excitement

"Ok you guys stay here, I'm going to see my girlfriend then you can see her" I say wanting to see my girl, I haven't seen her in 3 months "okay sweety you do that" Mary Lou laughs and I walk in the house and slowly walk into the kitchen

she's walking around the kitchen making oatmeal raisin cookies, her dads favorite, I lean on the wall with my arms crossed admiring the way she walks with ease around the kitchen how she is barley tall enough to get the stuff she needs

"Jentzen I'm not letting you have some early, okay go back to your room I'm not done" she says her eyes never leaving the mixer in front of her I slowly walk behind her "how about an exception for me?" I ask putting my arms around her waist and my head in the crook of her neck kissing her cheek

"MATT! what are you doing here!" she exclaims turning around hugging me tight "why do you think, I came for you" I say she pulls away and kisses me "oh my god I love you" she says kissing me all over

"Well, I have another Suprise for you" I say turning the mixer of for her, putting my hands over her eyes and guiding her to the garage, I pull my hands of her eyes "Suprise!" everyone yells she stands in disbelief

tears start to roll down her face and she sits on the ground, and I follow "hey what's wrong why are you crying" I ask her worried "I'm not crying because I'm sad these are happy relief tears" she smiles, and nick and Chris come over and hug her

"We missed your Melanie" Mary Lou says engulfing her in a hug "yeah we missed you" Jim and Justin say doing the same "I have one more Suprise" I say, and she sighs "no matt I don't need anything else" she looks at me "well it's too late" I laugh and put my hands on her eyes

I pull open the minivan door "keep your eyes closed" I say taking my hands off her eyes "put your hands out, its heavy but the way" she puts her hands out and I set Trevor in her arms "open" she opens her eyes, and they go from Trevor to me like 50 times

"TREVOR!"She says squeezing him tight I laugh and smile I love her so much and nothing can change that, the way her hair frames her face, how she giggles at anything I say, how she loves my family, just every this about her is perfect

"Thank you, matt, I really needed this" she says putting her free hand on my shoulder for support and goes up on her tippy toes and kisses my cheek "your welcome baby" I say, and her cheeks burn bright red "three years and I still make you blush" I laugh

she pulls the hair from behind her ear to in front of her face which is something she did when she was embarrassed or nervous, I grab Trevor and set him in the car and check the time it's almost twelve and turn to see Melanie kicking her feet not knowing what to do with herself

I grab her chin with my thumb and index finger, and I push her hair behind her ear its dark, but I can still see her face is red, it starts to snow, and I see her face light up my phone vibrates with a reminder that I set for this exact moment which means its Christmas

I plant a small passionate kiss on her lips "merry charismas babe" I say pulling her into and hug "merry Christmas baby I love you" she mumbles into my hoodie "love you more" I smile

this was the perfect way to start Christmas

#nick sturniolo #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets

[eddiesgorlie]

Cookies

Sebastian Kydd x Female reader

Summary: After an argument with his dad Sebastian turns to his best friend.

Warnings: smut, praise kink, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), p n v penetration, AFTERCARE. (Let me know if I missed any)

I’m pinning navy satin fabric to my dress form when I hear my doorbell ring. Who would be here at 10 o’clock at night during a thunder storm? I walk over to my record player and turn my music down a little before answering the door, outside of the door was a soaking wet Sebastian with two suitcases at his side. My expression immediately softens and I pull him inside. “What are you doing here?!” I ask frantically. I notice him shivering so I quickly grab his suitcases and take his wet jacket off of his shivering frame. “I got into an argument with my dad.” He says. I sigh pinching the bridge of my nose. “Okay, go put on some dry clothes.” I say sadly. He picks up his bags and walks to the guest room. I met Sebastian in castlebury when he was a sophomore and I was a junior, we immediately hit it off and have been friends ever since. After I graduated I moved to the city to live out my dream of being a designer. I’m 19 now and have been living here for a year.

I hear the shower turn on so I head into the kitchen to find some snacks. I quickly grab cookie dough from the fridge and start putting them on a baking sheet. As I grab the milk from the fridge after putting the cookies in the oven Sebastian walks into the kitchen wearing a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants with a white bath towel draped over his shoulders. “Wanna talk about it?” I say looking up at him as I pour milk into the cups. He nods as he sits down in the barstools at the kitchen island, I set a glass of milk in front of him then sit next to him. “So what happened?” I say, wiping my milk mustache away. “Oh you know, just the usual.” Seb says weakly. “Sebastian, talk to me.” I say resting my hand on his bicep. “One of his girlfriends hit on me and told my dad I was hitting on her. He threw me out. He’s known her for what, a week? I’m his Goddamn son!” He says, raising his voice before it cracks. He turns his head away, I quickly walk over to look at him. “Please look at me.” I say softly. I put my hand under his chin and he lifts his eyes to mine, his beautiful ice blue eyes are red and full of tears. I pull his head into my chest as he hiccups. “I’m so sorry.” I say as I run my fingers through his damp hair. “I just wish they loved me as much as I love them.” He says as he lets out one last cry.

The oven beeps and he leans away wiping his eyes and nose with the backs of his hands. I walk towards the oven and pull the chocolate chip cookies out of the oven. “How’d you make those so fast?” He asks, his voice still weak. “I always have cookie dough in my fridge in case of emergency.” I say with a giggle. He smiles. I use a spatula to get them off of the pan and place them onto a plate. “Eat up, cookies fix everything.” I say setting the plate in front of him. He immediately grabs a cookie and dips it in milk before taking a huge bite. “You are right about that.” He says with a smile. “Seb, you are so loved. You know that, right?” I ask seriously. He weakly nods. “Right?” I ask again. “Right.” He says smiling. “What are you working on over there?” He asks looking at the dress form. “Oh it’s for an event.” I say trying to contain my excitement. “I know that smile, whats the event?” He says getting closer to me. “Fashion week.” I say holding back my squeal. “That’s amazing! Congratulations.” He says right before he places a light kiss on my lips. My best friend just kissed me. I immediately pull back with wide eyes and red cheeks. He has the same look. Of course I know he’s gorgeous and of course I’ve had feelings for him but I’ve pushed that all down since I didn’t want to ruin our friendship. Once I gain my senses I look away from those beautiful ice blue eyes. “I-I’m sorry.” He quickly says. “It’s ok, I think I’m going to head to bed. Feel free to take anything out of the fridge.” I say giving him a side hug before heading to my room.

Sleep didn’t seem to reach me, I kept replaying the kiss in my head. 17 year old me would be screaming, I was so in love with him. Did he feel the same? Or was it just overwhelming emotions? I look over at the clock, 4 am. I throw the covers off and speed walk to my door as I pull it open I see him standing there, his hand up like he’s about to knock. I jump into his arms pulling him into a passionate kiss which he immediately reciprocated, his soft lips press against mine, his tongue made its way into my mouth. I’ve never felt something so intimate, like we need each other to breathe. His large hands squeeze and rub the soft skin of my ass through my shorts, I feel him start walking towards my bed before gently laying me down. He starts kissing my jaw and down my neck as his hands work on unbuttoning my sleep shirt. “Sebastian.” I say with a giggle. He continues kissing me. “Sebastian stop.” I say. He immediately stops and looks me in the eyes, his smile dropping. “Do you actually want to do this or are you just overwhelmed with everything?” I ask, not wanting to take advantage of his emotional state. “Why would you think I didn’t want to do this? Y/n I’ve loved you for two years.” He whispers. I quickly pull him into a kiss but he’s the one to pull back this time. “Do you want to do this?” He asks. “Sebastian I’ve loved you for two years.” I say excitedly.

He begins his assault on the sensitive skin of my neck again while unbuttoning my shirt. Once he reaches the last button I sit up and toss it on the floor, I reach up to the hem of his shirt and he pulls it over his head, tossing it on the floor. I sit up on my knees and begin kissing his chest, I look up at him to see his pupils blown out with lust. He leans over me and takes one of my breasts into his mouth and he kneads the other in his hand, paying close attention to my nipples. My core is begging for friction as the ache becomes stronger and stronger, I lift my hips and rub myself against his clothed cock. He lets out a groan as he stops kissing my breasts. “Make love to me.” I whisper as his lips hover above mine. “I uh- didn’t come prepared.” He says. “Are you clean?” I ask. “Mhm, I just got tested last week.” He whispers. God how did he make that sound sexy? “Me too and I’m on the pill.” I say. A smirk breaks across his face. I lift my hips as he pulls my shorts and panties off, I intently watch as he slides his sweat pants and boxers off. His cock is a throbbing red and dripping with precum. He strokes himself a few times before his hand makes it’s way to my clit and makes slow, torturous circles. My legs twitch and my back arches at the overwhelming pleasure he’s giving me. “Just fuck me already.” I say as I begin humping his hand.

He leans up and lines his cock up with my entrance slowly pushing it in, my jaw fell slack as he lets out a throaty moan. He laces our hands together and places them over my head as he thrusts into me. “Harder.” I moan. He thrusts harder into me and moves one hand down to my cunt and makes circles over my clit. I let out a small scream but quickly bit my lip to quiet myself. “None of that, I want to hear every moan and scream.” He says. I let out a loud moan as his cock begins hitting my G-spot. “Thats my girl, good girl.” He says. I feel my release getting closer with every thrust. “I-I’m going to cum.” I choke out. “You can do it, come for me love.” He says as he spits in his hand before rubbing over my clit again. The new sensation throws me over the edge, pleasure over takes me as I let out a loud scream and arch my back. “Such a good girl.” He says as he cums inside my pulsing walls. He releases my hands and cradles my head in his hands as we both come down from our highs.

He slowly pulls out of me and leaves the room. Once I come to my senses I sit up and realize he’s gone. This was such a bad idea, why did I do this? A few seconds later he comes back in the room with a towel, a cup of water and a cookie. “Hey, what’s going on gorgeous?” He asks as he takes in my nervous state. “Nothing, absolutely nothing.” I say, a big smile breaking onto my face. He smiles as well as he sets the cookie and water on the nightstand, he motions for me to lay back. He takes the warm wet washcloth and cleans up the mess between my thighs. “How are you feeling?” He asks just as he swipes over my sensitive clit. “I feel wonderful.” I say with a flinch. “You did so good.” He says kissing the insides of my thighs before he stands up. He drops the cloth on the floor and pulls the blanket over me before crawling in bed next to me. I immediately lay my head on his chest and he runs his hands through my hair before handing me the glass of water. I take a couple of sips before handing it back. He sets it back on the nightstand and grabs the cookie breaking it in half and giving me half. “I love you.” He says kissing my head. “I love you so much.” I say snuggling into him.

#sebastian kydd #sebastian kydd x reader #austin butler elvis #austin!elvis smut #austin butler #austin butler x reader #austin butler fic #austin!elvis x reader

[gotham-mockingbird]

Day Off

So this is my first fic on here idk what I’m doing please enjoy

Summary: Basically Jason and Roy leave Lian in the hands of Grandpa Bruce while they fuck shit up and they have a nice day together

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*Bruce POV*

I type out the last bit of the report I’m working on as Jason’s motorcycle, followed by Roy's, comes to a stop three levels above me. I sigh, knowing both of them being here is either going to be a complete disaster, or give me amazing memories to look back on in the future.

I turn as they approach and immediately gauge it will be both, because Lian, in all her six year old glory, is running full speed at me, “GRANDPAAAAAAAAAA!”

I smile and scoop her up as she hugs me tightly before turning to the boys, “Let me guess, Kory is out of town and Biz can’t be left alone with a child? Dick is on a date night and there’s no way you’re letting anyone else watch her?”

Jason shrugs, “Plus it’s been a while since you’ve watched her, and she’s obviously missed you.”

Lian pulls back from her hug, “I have, guess what? I have a loose tooth. Daddy says when it comes out the tooth fairy will give me money for it if I put it under my pillow. How cool is that?!”

I chuckle lightly, “That’s so cool, which one is it?”

She opens her mouth really wide and points to her front right tooth and without closing her mouth asks, “Wanna see it wiggle?”

She doesn’t wait for a response and wiggles it anyways, making me smile, “So cool.”

She removes her hand from her mouth and giggles as I turn back to Jason and Roy.

They both sigh before Jason comes over to us and taps Lian’s nose, “Be good for Grandpa ok? We’ll be back tomorrow, we love you.”

She giggles before calling out her I love you as well and we watch as they drive off on their motorcycles. 

I smile to her when they’re gone and the roar of their engines have faded, “Do you want to get cookies from Alfred and watch Encanto?”

Her eyes lit up as she squealed, “YES!”

I chuckle and set her down in the chair in front of the computer before turning on Cocomelon, “Stay right here and don’t touch anything, I’ll be right back, ok?”

She nods enthusiastically before getting drawn to the screen. I go to the lockers and change as quickly as I can, removing as much of my black eyeshadow as I can while also trying to get ready as fast as possible. 

I walk out of the lockers and Lian is right where I left her, so I go and pick her up once more, making her squeal in surprise, and turn off Cocomelon. We make it upstairs where Alfred has already made two mugs of hot cocoa, one in a pink princess mug and significantly colder, and one in an oversized superman mug that was normal hot cocoa temperature. 

She gasped and smiled widely before wiggling out of my arms to hug Alfred, “Grandpa Alfie!” 

He smiled and bent down to hug her, “Ah, Mistress Lian, it’s such a joy to see you. I heard you and Master Bruce were going to be spending the evening in tonight so I’ve made some hot cocoa and there are cookies in the oven.” 

She pulled away giggling, “This is gonna be so much fun, come on Grandpa let’s gooo.”

I chuckled once more before grabbing our mugs and following her skipping form down the hallway, “Thank you Alfred.”

He just smiled as we disappeared into the living room. I set the mugs on the table and turned around to see Lian climbing on the couch before she gasped, looking over at me wide eyed.

She smiled, and shook with excitement, “Can we build a blanket fort?”

I smiled, knowing it’s been a while since this living room has seen a blanket fort, “Let’s do it. Go ask Alfie for some blankets and I’ll rearrange the living room for it.”

She giggled, “Sir yes sir,” and ran out of the room.

I smiled brightly before rearranging the couches, chairs, and table out of the middle of the room. I faced them so the backs were facing the middle, making it easier to build the fort. She came back in with a bunch of blankets stacked up in her arms and I snorted a bit before taking them from her.

“Thank you.”

She giggled some more and ran around the living room a bit, “Alfie says he’ll be here with cookies and more supplies in a few minutes.”

She grabbed her hot cocoa and sat on the table before taking small sips of it. It wasn’t long until Alfred came, dropping off cookies as well as supplies to make the best blanket fort Wayne Manor has ever seen. He also left with a small warning to not make too big of a mess and that I will be cleaning it up when I’m done.

Lian giggled some more as she helped me set everything up, making sure to put the darker blankets on bottom and the more colorful ones on top, so anyone walking by will see that it’s a princess castle. We agreed on making the door be her small sleeping beauty blanket that’s one of the pinkest blankets in the manor before filling it with stuffed animals and blankets.

I also hauled the T.V. in there so we didn’t have to crane our necks to watch it. Lastly, I grabbed the cookies and our refilled mugs of hot cocoa, and we settled in to watch Encanto. I wrapped a fluffy pink blanket around myself (Lian insisted on colorful blankets being in the fort as well as on the outside layers) and Lian curled into my side, her Wonder Woman blanket around her shoulders.

We watched the movie, Lian commenting every once in a while and singing along to all the songs. After the movie ended, she got her energy back and sprung forward, excitedly talking about the movie.

I chuckled, “What next?”

She giggled, “Can I paint your nails?”

I sighed, “Sure, Stephanie’s probably upstairs with Cass still, maybe she has pink?”

Lian gasped, her eyes widening in excitement, “I’ll be back,” before rushing out of the fort to ask Steph for nail polish. I chuckled before cleaning up a bit, taking our empty mugs and the empty plate to the kitchen where Alfred was washing the dishes. He grabbed them from me before I could offer helping, and directed me right back to the living room, telling me to enjoy my time with my granddaughter and get some rest.

On my way back to the living room I saw Lian maniacally laughing and running down the stairs with a bottle of pink nail polish and a bottle of purple nail polish. I smiled and shook my head at her antics before climbing back into the fort and waiting for her.

She crawled in not even a minute after me, panting and grinning, “I found the most coolest awesomest name for this place. I wanna call it Sparkle Palace, and I am the Princess and you are my royal subject.”

I smile at her declaration and bow my head a bit, “Well Princess Lian of Sparkle Palace, what will you have me do first?”

She giggled, “Hold out your hand for me so I can paint your nails. The Princess needs practice.”

I chuckle and give her my hand, “Anything for you, M’lady.”

She giggled before opening the pink nail polish, “We also need a password, so no one can get in but us.”

I thought for a second, “How about rainbow unicorns?”

Her eyes lit up, “Perfect. Let’s put on Trolls while I paint your nails.”

I chuckle and put on Trolls before she starts to paint all but one of my nails on the right hand, and one finger on the left hand hot pink. She sang along to the second Trolls song as she filled in all the other nails left with purple nail polish.

When she was almost done I got a text from Jason in a group chat with Roy, ‘How’s Lian?’ 

I smile at his protectiveness before sending him a video of Lian singing to Trolls and painting my nails. Both him and Roy respond at the same time with different renditions of this situation being adorable. I just smile and close my phone as she finishes her work.

She dramatically pulls away from my hand, “DONE!”

I smile and look at her work, “Very well done, Princess. I’d have no one else paint my nails but you.”

She beamed at me, “Make sure you let those dry so you don’t mess them up.”

She seemed to get another idea as she gasped again, looking back to my face with pleading eyes, “Can I do your makeup? You can do mine too! I think the kit I have here has rhinestone stickers too. Please please please please please?”

I chuckle, “You’re the Princess of Sparkle Palace, do you know where the kit is?”

She nods enthusiastically, “I’ll be back, stay here.”

I chuckle as she rushes off once more. I heard Alfred walk in and leaned out of the fort, careful of the wet polish on my nails. He was smiling down at me with two new cups of cocoa and a plate of cookies. I smiled and thanked him, taking the tray carefully.

“You know, I’d have to ask the princess of this fine Sparkle Palace, but I’m sure you’re allowed the password. It’s quite an exclusive place.”

Alfred smiled and laughed softly, “I bet it is. You two seem to be having fun.”

I nod, “She’s getting the makeup, and probably the hair ties and clips.”

He smiled, “I am well aware of Princess Lian’s plans. She ran past me giggling maniacally.”

My smile widens, “Look at my new nails. Jason seems to think it’s adorable I let her paint them pink. Steph probably convinced her to do purple as well.”

Alfred smiled softly, watching me beam up at him and ramble about my granddaughter painting my nails with the guidance of my not-daughter. He just shook his head and told me he would be in the kitchen if we needed him and walked out. 

I smiled to myself as I set the hot cocoa and cookies aside, noticing this time both the mugs were pink and purple. I shook my head knowing Alfred did that because he was listening in on the initial ‘Princess Castle’ conversation.Lian came in a minute later, a sizable makeup kit in her hands with Steph following, and equally as sizable makeup kit in her hands.

She set in down just inside the fort before smiling, “Have fun you too,” she bowed to Lian, “Princess,” and looked over to me, glee in her eyes, “Peasant.”

She ducked out of the fort laughing, and I turned to Lian who was getting out different types of makeup from each kit. I watched her get everything set out before she turned to me, unfiltered happiness radiating from her in waves, making me smile even wider.

She started getting to work, using pinks, purples, and glitters before trying her best at eyeliner and finishing off with red lipstick. She then decided that to finish the look she would put my bangs into a small pony tail sticking straight up with a small pink bow clipped at the base. She gave me the mirror and I looked her work over.

I smiled and set the mirror down, “You did a really good job, I love it.”

She had messed up on the eyeliner big time, I had pink eyeshadow covering the bags under my eyes and all the way up to my eyebrows, the blush was way too pink for my pale skin, and the lipstick was a bit wonky, but Lian had done it, and that was good enough for me.

She giggled before pushing everything closer to me, “My turn my turn my turn.”

I chuckled and pulled her closer, “Alrighty then. What colors do you want?”

Her eyes sparkled, “I wanna match!”

I nodded, “Pink and purple it is.”

I grabbed the eyeshadow and told her to close her eyes before gently applying it. After both her eyes had pink I switched to the purple and put that on as well before adding the sparkles and liner. She giggled as I added the blush to her cheeks and then finally the lipstick. I told her to turn around and I put her hair into a french braid, followed by a matching purple bow.

She took the mirror and stared in awe for a little before giggling and throwing herself at me in a hug, “I love it, thank you.”

I chuckled and hugged her back, “You’re welcome, now, how about we find those rhinestones and I do your nails while we put on Frozen?”

Her eyes lit up again, “Ooh yes, rhinestones!”

She ruffled through the pink makeup case before pulling out a couple sheets of rhinestone face stickers. She giggled as she took the rainbow unicorn sticker and stuck it to my right cheek. She then took the crown sticker and stuck it to her right cheek. Before grabbing the nail polish and handing it to me stating she wanted to match.

I smiled as I put on Frozen and started doing her nails exactly how she did mine, all while she was enraptured by the movie. It didn’t take too long to do her nails so I grabbed her hot cocoa and helped her drink it so her nail polish didn’t come off as we watched the movie. By the time the movie ended, her nail polish was dry and it was probably close to ten at night. Lian yawned a bit, but I knew better than to ask if she was tired. It was then when I heard two sets of footsteps approach before stopping at the doorway into the living room.

Dicks voice called out, “Bruce, Lian?”

Lian giggled and whispered in my ear to ask them for the password. I smiled and stuck my head out of the fort to see Dick and Wally. I smile at them and they smile back, highly amused at the fact that I have awful makeup and a funky hairstyle.

“Welcome to Sparkle Palace, Princess Lian has asked me to ask you for the password. Only people who have the password can enter.”

Dick laughed while Wally smiled brightly at me, “How do we get the password?”

I held up my finger as I felt Lian tu on my sleeve and ducked back in so she could whisper in my ear. I nodded along before sticking my head back out.

“You get the password by speaking with the Princess, but I regret to inform you that the Princess isn’t taking any meetings until tomorrow morning.”

Dick pouted a bit, “Awe come on, not even for her Uncle Dick and Uncle Wally?”

I tilted my head for her to whisper in my ear again and chuckled at her words before turning back to them, “The Princess says, especially peasants such as you.”

Wally laughed while Dick gasped in mock offense, “Excuse me? Peasant? Let me have a talk with this Princess of yours.”

I hummed, “Again, she isn’t taking meetings until the morning. Come back then.”

I retreated back to the fort to see Lian holding back her giggles and smile at her, noticing Wally and Dick’s footsteps retreating. She yawns again so I grab a napkin that Alfred brought with the cookies and wipe the red lipstick from her face, not wanting it to get everywhere, before wiping mine off, as well as some of the heavier parts of the makeup she put on, making sure not to wipe it all off.

We turned some of the lights off in the room before turning on Moana, one of her favorites and snuggling up under the blankets, lying back on a bunch of pillows. It wasn’t long before Lian was asleep, laying right on top of me, her pink fluffy blanket wrapped tightly around us both. I pulled the hair tie and bow from my hair and watched the movie for a small moment until I eventually fell asleep as well.

*3rd POV*

Jason and Roy showed up to the Manor pretty early in the morning, getting done doing their deviant activities earlier than they thought. They put on sweatpants and sweatshirts over their suits and shed their weapons before heading up to the Manor to find Alfred, Bruce, and/or Lian.

They immediately found Alfred in the kitchen, smiling and drinking some tea before seeing them and smiling even wider. He stood without a word, setting his tea on the counter and beckoning them to follow, so they did.

Alfred led them to the living room where they saw a massive blanket fort, made up of mostly pink blankets with a piece of paper taped to the outside reading ‘Sparkle Palace. Current Princess: Princess Lian. Also Grandpa is here too’ written in glitter pink pen in Lian’s messy six year old handwriting. The boys smiled before Jason pulled the Sleeping Beauty blanket to the side to see Bruce asleep with Lian on his chest, using him as a bed, makeup and rhinestone stickers still on both their faces. 

Jason smiled even wider and took a couple pictures to send to his siblings. He knew just how bad Lian was at makeup, being six years old, so he knew what Bruce was currently sporting was a very toned down version of her work, but he also noticed how well Lian’s makeup looked, as well as the braid. He smiled even wider, deducing that Bruce knew more than he let on. 

He chuckled and let the blanket fall before dragging an equally as amused Roy Harper out of the living room, “We can stay here tonight, I’m sure my room is still the same way I left it a couple months ago.”

Alfred hums, “Indeed it is, I even put your favorite blanket on the bed when I noticed Princess Lian was going to be staying the night.”

Jason smiled at the old man he considered a Grandfather, “Thanks Alf. Get some rest, will you? I’m sure everyone else is fine. Considering the stunt we just pulled, the others should be having a quiet night.”

Alfred hummed, “I shall do my best, now get to bed, both of you, and don’t fall asleep in your suits again or I shall wake you with a soe to the face in the morning.”

He boys both let out a chorus of ‘Yes Alfred’ before going to Jason’s room and changing into pajamas before flopping into bed and snuggling up to one another to fall asleep. Before they did, though, Jason sent out the picture of Bruce and Lian asleep to the entirety of the family - Justice league, young justice league, and rogues who know his identity included.

That morning was interesting, Bruce walking into the dining room with pink and glitter makeup smeared across his face and a sleepy Lian on his hip. Lian with the same makeup smeared across her face, her braid messy and both of them with their rhinestone stickers and matching nails. The family that stayed at the manor all awed at them and Bruce immediately noticed the weird air.

He turned to Jason and Roy, “What did you two do?”

Roy smiled into his orange juice as Jason showed him the picture. Bruce stared at it for a second before smiling softly and asking Jason to send it to him. Jason tried to hide his smile in his glass of milk, but failed as he sent the picture. 

The rest of the day was spent with many people commenting on the picture and Bruce ignoring them in favor of figuring out just what the fuck his son and son-in-law got themselves into while he was babysitting, but finding he didn’t really care since no one died and he got to spend time with his only grandkid (for now). Although all the explosions are a bit of a concern, they were handled pretty well, so he overlooked it.

What can he say? It was a fun day with his granddaughter.

#bruce wayne #bruce wayne is a good dad #jason todd #roy harper #lian harper #bruce wayne is a good granddad #alfred pennyworth #dick grayson #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #emo bruce wayne

[moxleys-darlin]

Homemade Is Best

Pairings: Mox/Seth/Roman/Yuta, implied Shield/BCC/Renee

Summary: The Hound invites their Pup to join in on their favorite Christmas tradition.

Disclaimer: I don't claim anything but the idea; characters (unfortunately) and gifs aren't mine.

Look Ma! More fluff! Zero angst and Seth is thirsty y'all!

(Gifs aren't mine)

“So y’all do this every Christmas?” He shifts on the counter as he watches Mox add ingredients to the pot and watches the timer count down on the oven.

“If we're able to all meet up at one of the houses. We’ve missed a couple of years before for one reason or another but we always video call and do the tradition together.” Yuta watches as he smiles at the memories that flash through his head.

Yuta jumps down from the counter when the timer sounds and goes to get the brownies out of the oven. He smiles and pinches Mox’s side and jumps away before he can repay him. He sighs happily as he smells the fresh brownies and can’t wait to eat them. 

He makes his way back to the counter and has to ask. “Ok but why does it have to be homemade? What about Swiss Miss? OW Mox!” He rubs his ass where Mox slapped him.

“Don’t ever say that again. S’illegal when you live with a Hound of Justice. Homemade is the best, you’ll see.” He stirs the contents as it starts to bubble and points to his phone when it goes off. “Check that for me, will ya Pup? They better be here soon, or they’ll be getting cold chocolate.”

Princess 👑: 5 mins

“Seth says they’ll be here in five minutes. Want me to go set up the TV and couch?”

“Yeah, go ahead while I finish up here. Oh hey! C’mere a sec.” He heads back over to Mox and is kissed breathless before he’s let go. “I forgot about that.”

“Well, I’m glad you remembered that.” He says dazed, ignoring Mox’s laugh as he walks into the living room to set up the TV and look at the movies Mox queued to play. “Are we really watching horror movies for Christmas Mox?!”

“Yeah! Tradition Yoots! You asked to share the Hound Christmas tradition so that’s what you’re getting!”

Yuta is stopped from answering by the sound of the front door opening and suitcases being wheeled over the wood floor. He smiles widely and takes off toward the door. He hears Seth laugh as he catches a happy Yuta in his arms and hugs him tightly before launching himself at Roman as well.

“I’m so happy you could make it! Mox said there was a chance y’all were heading home for Christmas.” They head to the living room to put their things down and watch as Seth goes into the kitchen with Mox. 

“Well, when we heard there was a puppy that wanted to join in on the Hound tradition, we couldn’t say no could we? I see my cousins almost every day and you only get one first Christmas.” Roman puts a knuckle under his chin and tilts face up gently then bends to give Yuta a sweet kiss. “This our first Christmas together as a complete polycule and we’re right where we need to be this year.”

Yuta smiles and opens his mouth to respond when they hear Mox and Seth coming in with four mugs topped with whip cream and sprinkles. Mox hands him a mug and waits for him to try it so Yuta takes a sip… only to  moan loudly before blushing in embarrassment.

“If that’s how you react to the hot chocolate, sweet boy, we really need to up our game tonight when we go to bed.” Seth states as he leers at Yuta and winks.

“Flirt later Princess, I know y’all are hungry and we cooked dinner… well Yoots cooked dinner while I supervised and cut vegetables. Tell them what you made Pup.” 

Yuta blushes lightly and shrugs sheepishly. “I tried the recipe your mom gave me the last time we talked on the phone. I hope it turned out okay.” 

“It’ll be perfect baby boy because you made it.” Mox clears his throat dramatically. “Sorry you made it while Mox supervised and cut vegetables. So, let’s go dish out some food and settle in for movies.” Roman kisses his forehead as he passes.

“So homemade is better right puppy?”

Yuta smiles happily and takes another sip. “Yeah Moxie, fuck Swiss Miss.” Seth chokes as he bursts into a fit of laughter and starts to cough. 

“Shit Princess.” Mox pounds on Seth’s back. “Breathe, because if you die I’m gonna be pissed man.”

Seth clears his throat a few times before speaking. “Damn sweet boy, there’s better ways to make me choke ya know?” Yuta blushes but slinks up to his last Hound. “You need something baby?”

“You’re the only one that hasn’t kissed me and I like a complete set.” 

Seth chuckles and takes the mug from Yuta’s hand, laughing at the small whine from his younger lover. Setting them both down, he cradles Yuta’s face and gives him a deep kiss. They don’t notice Mox leaving and heading into the kitchen as Seth drops one hand to wrap his arm around the back of a boneless Yuta. They separate finally when it’s apparent they need to breathe.

“Anymore of those and I might die, damn Seth.” Yuta states breathlessly.

“Nah, I want to keep you around. Come on and let’s go grab some food.” The four men grab their food and Yuta laughs as Roman groans happily at what he made.

“Don’t tell my mom but this is perfect baby boy.” Yuta blushes and ducks his head into his plate.

“Don’t get shy puppy. That comment is like catching a unicorn so own that shit.” Mox grins as he leans over and kisses Yuta’s reddened cheek. 

After dinner they get refills of hot chocolate and make some popcorn to eat during the movie. Yuta can’t help but laugh when Mox grabs the pan of brownies and three forks to take back to the living room. 

“You only grabbed three forks Moxie.” 

“Yeah… and?” Yuta looks at him confused.

“Uhm… there’s four of us.”

“You really think we’re gonna let you feed yourself puppy? Nah, fuck that, let your wild Hounds take care of you.”

Yuta did just that for the rest of the night. Mox made sure to sit him on his while Seth and Roman sat on either side. He let Mox support most of his weight through the first movie and decides to spread out across his Hounds, laying his head in Roman’s lap and his feet in Seth’s. He lets Mox pick at his shirt when he zones out for a moment, at peace with being surrounded by Yuta, Roman, and Seth. He lets Seth massage his legs and Roman scratch his scalp because he knows how much they miss being together with everyone and this is a way to show that. He lets himself breathe as he is surrounded and protected by the Hounds of Justice and he loves that they let him share this tradition with them. Their first Christmas together is one that he will remember forever and it’s only going to get better when the rest of the polycule join them later. 

A special present for @bambihausen because I promised if I didn't have to threaten them to rest and go to bed, then I would write a fluffy prompt of their choosing. Shield/Yuta was chosen so you all get a Christmas story with the Hounds and their Pup.

Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed this fluffy mess! Much love! ❤️

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