#this is how i decide to spend my lunch break and y'know what? i'm not mad lol

[ghoulphile]

Coop would draw out that feeling of shame for being attracted to him so hard too, making you hold eye contact when he was on top of you OR BETTER YET; you not realizing the room you're in has a broken mirror until his tilts your head up to lock eyes with your own. "You just keep lookin there, darling. And I'll do the rest." Him stopping his hips if your eyes close for even second. "I believe we had a deal. Now you watch yourself get fucked, I want you to know who's making you sing like that."

Him pulling out and finishing on your thighs and not letting you cum bc you couldn't help but close your eyes and hes gotta punish you somehow 👀👀👀

okayyyy but jfc that's 🥵 you are SO right & you should say it

Like, him purposefully thrusting in hard and fast to make your lashes flutter, grinding close and hitting all those tender sweet spots that make your eyes roll into the back of your head because he wants you to fail.

wants to see how far he can push you and how long you can hold out while also knowing its impossible when he rocks juuuust right, drags the fat head of his cock along your g-spot until your hips buck and your thighs tremble.

holds you down and makes you take it while mocking you, gripping your jaw to keep your attention focused on the mirror above you, maybe shoves his fingers inside your mouth just to see you gag and drool.

"so fuckin' messy," he'd grunt. "see, now don' you look prettier than a picture? hanging off my cock, dumb 'n droolin'."

you'd beg and plead for him to stop, to slow down, to stop doing that because he knows you can't take it - it's too much! you can't be good and do what he says when he's fucking you like this; stuffing your mouth full while his cock thrusts so deep you feel him in your stomach, mean fingers pinching at your clit until you whine, pawing at his shoulders.

and every time you look away he does more than pause, he pulls out - slaps the heavy weight of his erection against your abused pussy until you throb, all swollen and needy. drags the head up and down your slit until you're crying, blurry eyes struggling to stay open and on your mirrored image.

when he fucks back in after teasing, it's nice and slow, making sure you feel every inch he feeds you until he's sheathed to the hilt, your walls rippling around his shaft, clamping down so hard he swears.

then the hard, fast pace starts again, your body jerking with every harsh thrust. over and over again (man has stamina) until you're cock drunk, mouth slack and mind hazy after hours of edging. and when you finally cum with a wet gush and shaking hands, he tsks and ruins your orgasm by pulling out before you're finished.

you'll whine, struggling to get your limbs to cooperate as you try to cling to him. he'll bat you away and wait til you refocus on him - the hard glint of his eyes and the cruel smirk tugging at his mouth. swallowing hard when he takes his cock in hand, glistening with your slick.

he'd jerk himself off while you watch before cumming with a grunt, shooting his spend all over your skin. then the real punishment begins... one ruined orgasm for every time you looked away, every time you shut your eyes. by the end of it you'd be a soaked, overstimulated mess - body wrung to its limits and nerves shot, knees weak and head full of cotton.

just.... i have a lot of thots 😭

#asks #cooper howard x reader #cooper howard x you #the ghoul x you #the ghoul x reader #the ghoul #cooper howard #thirsty thursday 💦 #this is how i decide to spend my lunch break and y'know what? i'm not mad lol

[kira-broflovski]

Green-Eyed Monster || Eric Cartman x Reader

note: characters are in high school + there's a lot more swearing

Eric Cartman. He's known as South Park's resident bastard, thanks to his constant scheming of and his inability to comprehend the fact he can't always get his way. Due to the way he is, barely anyone likes him. If at all.

Y/N L/N. You're amongst the sweetest students at school, always willing to help someone and always finding the good in people. Most people adored you, others were just envious they couldn't be like you.

Your peers often wished they were you, however they realised that maybe they didn't want to be you when you started dating Eric. If anything, they wondered if you were okay.

That was only the beginning of the story.

"Seriously, how have you and Y/N lasted longer than Stan and Wendy?" Tolkien laughed from across the table, Stan shooting him an offended glare while the rest of the boys laughed.

"Y/N isn't as shallow as Wendy," Kyle scoffed while poking at his food.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Stan fired.

"I- Jesus Christ. I'm not even going to bother explaining."

"No, please do."

"It means Y/N's not a slut, despite her q-questionable choices." Jimmy jumped in before Kyle could say anything to Stan.

The rest of the table stared between them, the tension was radiating furiously off them. Breaking the tension, however, Kenny made a comment on how he'd like to slut you out. Of course, Clyde agreed.

"Guys, do you ever shut the fuck up!?" Eric finally snapped, hating the way the guys talked about you like you were a piece of meat. Who the hell do they think they are?

Tweek decided to break the sudden silence by asking, "speaking of Y/N. Has anyone seen her? I mean she's not sat with the girls like she usually is.

Everyone turned to look at the seat where you usually sat, and sure enough you weren't there. They then turned to look at Eric, waiting for the reason for your absence.

It was a couple minutes of silence, before he just said, "what?"

"Well, where is she fatass?" Kyle questioned expectantly.

"Boys, you're so immature." He rolled his eyes as if he could say anything about maturity. "My girlfriend, Y/N, has her own life y'know? I guess I can't expect any of you to understand, considering how horrible you are with women." He shot a look between Stan and Tolkien, before looking down at his phone.

They all groaned and rolled their eyes at Eric's hypocritical speech.

After a few minutes, Eric suddenly stood up and made his way outside. When he was out of sight he picked up the pace. What the hell were you doing outside?

Dramatically, he pushed the doors open with so much force they slammed against the exterior. He scanned anywhere he could look to see where you were, only to spot you sat on a bench.

Who the hell was sat with you? Who thought they were more important than your lunch? Who do they think they are!?

He tried to act casual as he stormed over.

Of course.

The person that sat next to you was your mutual friend, Butters, the only guy that didn't make jokes about your relationship with Eric.

You've been spending a lot of time with him, naturally making your boyfriend jealous and he's had enough.

"Y/N."

"Oh, hey babe." You looked up at boyfriend, a little annoyed he interrupted your friend.

"We need to talk." Eric got straight to the point, glaring at the confused blonde boy next to you. He stood there waiting for him to leave, but he didn't get the hint so there was an awkward silence. "Butters-"

"Yeah?" He smiled up at Eric.

"Fuck off for a second."

"Oh, okay." He was also a little mad that your conversation was cut short, but he let it go.

"He's not a mind reader, y'know?" You rolled your eyes.

"Don't defend that asshole."

"Butters is not an asshole, Eric." You turned to face him, enraged. "If anything, you're the asshole for being so mean to him all the time."

"Why the fuck are you defending him, Y/N? It is the last thing I wanna hear right now." He exploded.

"He's my friend! I've been friends with him longer than we've even known each other, why wouldn't I defend him?"

Eric was fuming. He couldn't believe you couldn't see why he was being so mean to Butters, especially recently.

You didn't get a response, so your shoulders dropped and you took a deep breath. "Whatever. What did you want to talk about anyways?"

"Butters."

"Oh, for fuck sake—" you said while you stood up to walk away, but he grabbed your hand.

"Y/N just hear me out."

Whipping your head around, you shot him a furious look.

"Please." He sighed. You remained standing, but you turned your whole body to face him.

"What is it?"

"You've been spending so much time with him, and I hate it! Why is he suddenly getting all of your attention? And why am I not getting any?" He rambled with desperation seeping through his words.

That's when it hit you.

"Eric... are you jealous?" You mumbled in realisation.

"Why would I be jealous of that girlfriend-stealing motherfucker?" He folded his arms and looked away, immediately confirming your suspicion.

You sat back down next to him.

"Jesus Christ." You sighed. "He's been asking me to help him with a girl he likes in his science class.

"What?"

"He's not going after me, and he's not trying to ruin your life so calm down with the accusations." You put your hand over his, so he looked back at you.

"But... how do you feel?" He was afraid to hear the answer, he's never had anyone like you in his life.

"About Butters?"

"Yeah." His voice was soft, finally showing his vulnerable side.

"I see him like a child; a little brother. We're just friends and it'll continue to stay that way, you have nothing to worry about."

You could almost see the worries fading away from his eyes, his anger finally subsiding now that he voiced his jealousy problem.

"Well, good. You're still mine." Eric laughed, trying to put his defensive front back up.

"Of course I am, Eric." A genuine smile broke out on your face. He was unable to resist mirroring the smile.

"Do you wanna continue your conversation with him?"

"I'll just call him when I get home." You shrugged before standing up. "C'mon, let's go get lunch."

#eric cartman #eric cartman x reader #south park #south park x y/n #south park x reader #butters south park #stan marsh #kyle broflovski #kenny mccormick #clyde donovan #tolkien black #jimmy valmer #fluff #jealousy

[hyperfixation-tangentopia]

"How do they interact with the celestials? Or do they never come into contact? Are they immortal?"

@i-am-a-fan Thank you so much for this GEM of an excuse to talk about something I've been struggling to find a good way to talk about.

Quick note that I am bending/missing bits and pieces because A: I have horrible memory and B: have never read JTTW myself. Please excuse this even if it's in LMK canon, my memory is just awful and revising every single thing (and definitely breaking some of the AU in the process) I forget to fit would honestly just be more energy than it's worth.

So, to provide a bit of context: Chikao has storm powers. She uses them pretty carelessly and freely and isn't a huge fan of being told what to do, so the celestials figured out pretty early on "you can't go throwing around storms without permission" would do exactly nothing to stop her from doing exactly that.

Nezha ended up the designated person to try to stop her every time she did a storm like that (nobody really knows how that happened), and Chikao really didn't take it seriously. At a point she went "hey, you're fun to spar!" and invited him to have lunch after. Her more lighthearted energy + him being a little more laid-back at the time resulted in the fights becoming friendly spars that they'd banter and chat during, sometimes with little games, lunches, snacks, etc. when they were done if Nezha had time. Chikao frequently joked she would kidnap him just to get some proper hangout time.

At some point PIF came down with him and what usually would've been a friendly spar became a legitimate fight, and while Chikao won they all got a little beat up. Chikao was worried that Nezha would be upset and decided to break into the Celestial Realm and find him to get an answer.

When she found Nezha he tried to tell her she couldn't be there, to which she went obviously she could, she was, and Nezha dragged her into the Peach Garden to try to avoid drawing the attention of the other celestials. They had a quick chat, assured each other no hard feelings, and Nezha rushed off to a meeting with a quick warning the Celestial Realm probably wasn't going to be so kind next time.

Predictably, leaving Chikao by herself in the Celestial Realm was not a good idea. She wandered around a little bit until a certain golden monkey popped up, invited her to steal some peaches, and she went 'sure why not' because her impulse control is ah. Not the best.

(When Nezha found out about this turn of events, he was exasperated but unsurprised.)

When Chikao came with Wukong back to FFM he explained what they did and Chikao took a couple back to Tongbi's Library with her to offer them to Tongbi. (I did a drawing for that here). They ate the peaches and became immortal.

Alright, water break, because that was just for the context of the immortality thing.

Alrighty then.

After the fight with PIF and stealing of the peaches, the Celestial Realm was not happy, and went to try to bring her back since. Y'know stealing the peaches wasn't really allowed. To which Chikao obviously did not listen and said they were completely overreacting about.

She stuck to being more playful and teasing until someone went for Tongbi, which, in short resulted in everyone but Nezha returning back needing to spend time with the healers before they went back to work (not to say Nezha was unscathed, just better off).

When it formed, Chikao joined the Brotherhood, while Tongbi did not.

Tongbi barely interacted with celestials all the way until the Samadhi Fire situation with Red Son, buut I'm not gonna go over that yet because it requires other contexts and stuffs. :3

Anyway enjoy this major infodump that's way more detail than you asked for, I hope it was good!! :3

#I will talk so much about Chikao and Nezha or anything in the Brotherhood stuff #if anyone wants to hear it #tysmmmm for the question this was just the PERFECT opportunity to dump about this stuff :3 #ftr Tongbi did not know the peaches were stolen and would have been much more hesitant to eat them if he did #Chikao just straight-up forgot to tell him #anyway I am going to #scream of happy now #enjoy #sorry it's so long lol #I will be happy to talk about any of this more if anyone wants to #I'm just realizing I never really gave a straight answer #basically Chikao and the Celestial Realm do not like each other #with the exception of Nezha they're buds #and addition Chikao thinks PIF is annoying and will openly say this around the Brotherhood including DBK so :3 #tealstars

[hintofelation99]

Jason Chaperons Damian's Field Trip

Damian and Jason in the Batcave trying to murder each other

Jason: I'm going to kill you demon brat!

Damian: Ha! I'd like to see you try Todd!

Fighting continues for the next two days

Bruce: That's it! Jason, Damian, no more fighting. You two are going to bond even if it kills you!

Jason: Again?

Bruce: Not the time Jason!

Damian, rolling his eyes: And how exactly do you expect me to bond with this barbarian?

Bruce: A trip to the art museum.

Damian and Jason look confused.

Bruce: Damian's class is going to the Gotham art museum next Friday. I was going to chaperon, but since you both decided to try and stab each other in public I have some PR matters to attend to. So, Jason will chaperon.

Damian: That is absolutely ridiculous father. Is it not enough that I am already forced to see subpar art with snot nosed brats? Now I have to take the zombie?!

Jason: Watch it brat!

Damian: Tt

Jason and Damian glare at each other.

Bruce: No, your brother is taking you to see world renowned art with your peers.

Jason: C'mon Bruce, world renowned? It's the Gotham art museum.

Bruce, glaring: Fine. Country renowned.

Jason raises his eyebrows.

Bruce: Don't push it. I'll call the school and let them know that you're taking my place.

--> The Next Friday <--

Jason: Damian! Get your ass down here!

Damian: I am right beside you Todd.

Jason: Where's your tie? And your blazer? Where's your backpack?

Damian: Calm down Todd. I have never been late for school and I do not plan to deviate from that today.

Jason: Whatever. Just be ready in the next five minutes, I want to get coffee first and we are not going to be late.

Damian: Pennyworth has already brewed a pot of that infernal drink.

Jason: And Tim has already called dibs on the entire pot. That kid is scrawny, but when it comes to coffee he's vicious.

Damian: Tt.

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Damian: STOP THE CAR RIGHT NOW TODD!

Tires screech as Jason whips into a parallel parking spot in front of the school. Damian's entire class watches this happen. They look terrified.

Damian, jumping out of the car, cursing in Arabic: Are you trying to murder me?!

Jason, casually getting out of the car with a Frappuccino, shrugs: I told you we wouldn't be late.

Damian: WE ARE THIRTY MINUTES LATE!!

Jason, shrugs: Oops.

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Teacher: Ok class! This is Jason Todd, he is Damian's older brother and he will be helping out on the field trip today. I expect you all to be on your best behavior today! Now Mr. Todd, would you like to tell us a little about yourself?

Jason, feet on a desk not paying attention, glaring at Damian.

Teacher: Mr. Todd?

Jason chokes on Frappuccino, stands up.

Jason: Uh, yeah, sure. Um, my name is Jason Todd, feel free to just call me Jason. Uh, what else?

Teacher: Maybe give us a fun fact about yourself?

Jason: Sure, sure. Uh I recently spent some time down under.

Teacher: Oh, in Australia?

Jason: Yeah, let's go with that.

Damian facepalms

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On the bus, kids screaming and throwing things at each other. Damian and Jason sit at the front near Damian's teacher. Jason has his eyes closed and looks tense.

Teacher: Uh, Mr. Todd? Jason? Are you alright?

Jason: Just peachy.

Damian: Pull it together Todd. You are embarrassing me.

Jason: Listen demon spawn, I'm trying to keep it together and not maim a rich brat. So why don't you shut up.

Damian: Tt. Everyone knows you are too cowardly to maim a child. However, I do admit that the loud and confined environment could cause stress... Here. Take these.

Damian hands Jason headphones. Jason looks confused.

Damian: Grayson claims that music can have a calming affect.

Jason: ...Thanks brat.

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Teacher: Ok class we are here! Remember to stick with your groups. Group one is with me. Group two is with Mrs. Smith. And group three is with Jason.

Kids break into groups, each group has seven kids.

Jason: Group three over here!

Damian rolls his eyes as the other six kids approach.

Jason: Be nice. Ok kiddos, we're starting at the uh American Rural Avant Garde exhibit. What the fuck is that crap?

Teacher: Oh my! Um, Mr. Todd. We do not encourage such strong language.

Jason: Wha- oh! You mean crap, so teach' that's my bad.

Teacher: Uh, no I uh-

Jason: Anyway c'mon demons let's go look at shitty art.

Teacher, chanting under their breath: The Wayne's donate a lot of money. The Wayne's donate a lot of money.

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In the cubism section.

Kid 1: Mr. Todd! When's lunch?

Jason: Call me Jason kid, and it's only ten? Lunch isn't until one.

Kid 2: But I'm hungry!

Kid 3: And this is boring!

Jason: It's not that bad, look at this thing! It's- oh shit is that a Picasso?

Kid 4: Uh, yeah?

Jason: Fuck that asshole, let's go get ice cream.

Damian: Todd! That is not in the schedule, we can not skip a section just because you dislike the artist!

Jason: See, that's were you're wrong baby bird. I'm in charge and I say that Picasso is an asshole and we're skipping his shit.

Damian: We are already in trouble with father, if we exhibit bad behavior he might force us to spend more time together.

Jason: Look kid, Bruce sent me here because he wants us to bond. The greatest form of bonding is breaking rules and skipping school. So, really, by skipping we're actually doing what he wants.

Damian: Tt. I suppose that sounds accurate.

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Jason: Time for lunch kiddos.

Kid 2: But we just finished our ice cream break?

Jason: No, we just finished the seeing the museums second floor. Right?

Kid 6: No we-

Jason: No no, we finished the second floor. The whole ice cream thing, that's our little secret. Right?

Kids: Ohhhhh

Jason: Now you're getting it!

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Damian glares at his lunch

Jason: What's wrong kiddo?

Damian: Tt. It appears that I might have, accidentally, taken Drake's lunch instead of my own.

Jason: And? What's the problem?

Damian: Drake, packed that abomination that he calls a sandwich.

Jason: Oh, god. He packed a peanut butter pepperoni sandwich again?

Damian, looking at the lunch with complete disgust: Yes.

Jason: Here, take my PB&J.

Damian: ...

Jason: Timbits taste in sandwich's is a crime against humanity. But I'm not vegan, so if worst comes to worst I'll eat it.

Damian: ...Thank you Todd. I- I did not think you cared about my dietary choices.

Jason: Just because we fight sometimes doesn't mean I won't have your back kid. Yeah, I guess being vegan is a choice, but it's a choice that I'll always support.

Damian quickly hugs Jason before taking his sandwich and pretending nothing happened.

Damian: I appreciate the support. Thank you, brother.

Jason: No problem baby bird.

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Jason: So, we have an hour before we have to get back on the bus. And, uh- oh shit! Ok, so apparently we had an assignment. Uh, the instructions say to draw your favorite work and write why you like it. What the fuck kind of bullshit assignment is that?

Jason: Uh, ok we're doing a speed draw. Everyone just pull up your favorite work on the museum website and try your best.

--> 40 Minutes Later <--

Jason: Ok, hand me your sheets and let's head to the bus.

Damian, hands his assignment in.

Jason: Whoa, huh.

Damian, looking nervous: What Todd?

Jason: Nothing, just this is a really good drawing kid.

Damian blushes: Of course it is.

Jason smiles and ruffles Damian's hair: Good job brat.

Damian smiles and heads to the bus

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Both in the car, about to drive back to the manor.

Jason: You know, I actually sorta had fun today.

Damian: Your presence was... enjoyable.

Jason: We're never telling that to Bruce, right?

Damian: Obviously, if father thinks that his plan worked he will be completely insufferable.

Jason: Agreed. Y'know, sometimes field trips go long.

Damian: Oh?

Jason: Yeah, I mean, it wouldn't be too weird if we were an hour or so late getting home.

Damian: If we were to be late getting home, how would we spend that time?

Jason: There's a cool arcade that should be open right now.

Damian: I do not believe that I have ever been to an arcade.

Jason: Well, that needs to be fixed right now. You down baby bird?

Damian: I- uh I am down, is that the correct usage of the term?

Jason: Hell yeah.

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Based on this headcanon.

#also the peanut butter pepperoni sandwich is curtesy of my brother #he got dared to eat one in high school and decided he liked it #his wife was v disappointed when she realized he still eats them #batman #bruce wayne #incorrect batfam quotes #damian wayne #robin #jason todd #red hood #field trips #brotherly bonding #batbros #mypost

[kuroos-babie]

Falling in Love with a Single Mom HCs

Akaashi x fem!Reader | Daichi x fem!Reader | Oikawa x fem!Reader

[ Headcanons/MiniFic ]

Request:  🥺👉👈 if you could do more single mom headcanon-fic-things LOL SORRY IDK WHAT TO CALL THEM and w/ akaashi, daichi, and oikawa? THANK U i love u and your writing you're so sweet  —anonymous

a/n: okay so strangely enough, i thoroughly enjoyed writing oikawa's and it's probably my fav out of these three 😳 thank u for giving me the chance to write these and thank u for the kind words! i hope u like it 👉👈

❀ he’s been noticing you more and more — sat on the corner of the cafe he frequents during his breaks

❀ you would always order the same drink and sit on the same table by the window, he would occasionally glance at you, admiring the way sunlight hits your skin and the way the cafe music seemed to be playing solely for you

❀ but you always left too soon for his liking, 15 minutes before 2 in the afternoon to be exact

❀ he never knew where you went or what you did outside of the little cafe he sees you in everyday

❀ but soon enough, he was given a chance

“excuse me, is this seat taken?” 

he saw your eyes look up at him in surprise and your lips curve into a small smile, “oh! no, go ahead”

“sorry for the trouble, i didn’t expect it to be this packed today”, he said in an attempt to engage in small talk

“it’s no problem at all” you assured him with another smile, “i often see you here, do you work nearby?”

❀ the two of you continued to chat until akaashi needed to remind you of the time

❀ but of course before you could even leave he'll ask you for your number saying

"i'd really like to know you more, if that's alright with you"

❀ of course it's alright with you sjckskdks

❀ the two of you would meet at the café everyday, except the weekends — same spot and same time, until it became part of your routines

❀ keiji took his time getting to know you and openly expresses his admiration for you

❀ of course you liked him back, he was sweet and considerate, he was everything you would like in a partner

❀ but you just needed to make sure of one thing before diving headfirst into a relationship

"akaashi-san—"

"keiji", he corrected, reaching out for your hand

the warmth of his hand helped eased your nerves of bringing up something that may potentially be a huge deal breaker

"keiji, we've been meeting for a while and i thought maybe it's time i tell you,"

❀ when you said you have a daughter, you never would've expected him to say "can i meet her?"

❀ you almost cried then and there— it had always been a big deal to the guys you met before, you being a single mother

❀ keiji sensed your relief and squeezed your hand in reassurance that it really was no big deal to him

❀ well it was, but it wasn't something that would easily shake up his resolve of being with you

❀ meeting your daughter for the first time was set in the same café, on a saturday half past noon

❀ he smiled seeing the quiet four year old on your lap, curious eyes and a small smile as he held out the little bunny plushie he got for her as a gift

❀ weekend café dates became frequent with the three of you and soon became home dates— alternating between your and keiji's apartments

❀ your daughter loved when he read to her, having her sat on his lap with a picture book in his hands

❀ more often than not, you would catch him fast asleep on the couch— picture book on the floor and your child snuggled up against his chest

❀ during these moments, especially, you couldn't help but imagine spending every day with them both without having to part ways by the end of it

❀ and of course, when he wakes up, keiji can't help but think the same thing when he wakes up to you smiling softly at him and the little girl who kept a part of his heart inside her tiny little hands

❀ your son met him first

❀ he just got out of the police academy and was assigned near the elementary school gates

❀ kids would often come up to him with fascination in their eyes

❀ and it wasn't a different case with your seven year old son

"hey mister are you a policeman?"

"sure i am, why do you ask?" he answers with the softest smile, crouching down to the child's level

"that's so cool! mom said my dad was a policeman, maybe you're my dad?"

he watched the boy's eyes widen in realization and he couldn't help but chuckle

"sorry, bud, but i don't think i have a child yet neither do i have a wife"

"well do you want one?"

❀ that effectively painted his cheeks in red, standing straight up and ruffling the boy's hair, urging him to go straight home

❀ everyday your son would come up to him to ask him the same questions and saying the same things

"would you want to be my dad?"

"i think it'll be sooo cool to have you as my dad"

"let me ask my mom if you can be my dad"

❀ jesus help this man pls

❀ he found it all to be endearing and soon enough he looked forward to chatting with your son for a few minutes every afternoon on his way home from school

❀ your child would always brag about how nice you are, how pretty, and just how amazing of a mom you are

❀ an amazing lil wingman if u ask me

❀ it wasn't until one of his day offs that he met this wonderful mom that he always heard of— and boy was he stunned

❀ he was out grocery shopping, skimming the aisles when he heard the familiar voice of your son

"mama, it's the policeman i was talking to you about!"

before you even had the chance to react, your child bolted through the spice aisle and cling to this man's leg

you quickly caught up to him and was about to apologize to the stranger when you saw him get to your child's level and pat at his head

"oh hey, didn't know i'd catch you here"

"i'm with mama! now you can see just how pretty she is!"

❀ the comment made both your faces heat up but even moreso when daichi looked up at you, absentmindedly muttering a "she is"

❀ your son had the proudest grin on his face >:)

❀ the three of you went out for lunch then which you insisted to be for all the trouble your son has caused him— who so conveniently disappeared to the playhouse to leave you two to yourselves

❀ it didn't take a lot for daichi to be absolutely smitten by you— admiring how you could handle a child and a job all by yourself and still managing to have that pretty smile on your face

❀ he had to thank your son his little accomplice the next time they have their afternoon chat

❀ and maybe start planning on "Operation Get Mom and Daichi-san Together"

❀ started as students sharing a class and later on became inseparable best friends

❀ you two met in college

❀ tōru would rave on and on about how much better you were than "iwa-chan" whom he never lets you see during their facetimes bec you "might fall for him and choose iwa-chan over me"

❀ he was there to witness you going out with an orgmate, there to listen about the first time you got laid, and of course he was there to comfort you when your ex left the moment you told him you were pregnant during your third year in college

"do you want to keep it?"

tōru held you close as you cried, his soft voice mingling with your sobs

"i d-don't know"

you buried your face on his chest, prompting him to hold you tighter and rub comforting circles on your back

"whatever you choose to do, i'll be here", he promised "i won't leave you"

❀ the moment you decided to keep your baby was the moment it was decided that oikawa would co-parent with you

❀ during your pregnancy, he came to your apartment everyday and stayed over on weekends

❀ he kept his promise and never left your side even after you gave birth

❀ he practically moved in with you, staying up late at night to care for your child so you could get some rest, he changed schedules and skipped classes to let you continue going to yours

❀ it was alright, he said, afterall a pro volleyball team was already eyeing him— he was set even before graduation

❀ the both of you fell into a steady rhythm of domesticity

❀ eating breakfast together, taking turns changing your daughter's diapers, cuddling in the same bed and having sleepy conversations about the future and how you're both thankful of the other

❀ it was never established what you two were— you just knew that you were each other's constant and that you promised to stay with the other until god knows when

"what're you planning to do then?"

"i don't knoooow~ iwa-chan help me out here~"

"well, for starters, you should go and tell her— y'know, about argentina"

there was a moment of silence between the line, tōru mulling over his options

"i don't want to leave her" was his quiet reply

"i know you don't, but this opportunity may never come by again, don't let it slip"

❀ it was a few weeks before your graduation, your daughter now more than a year old, when he received the call inviting him to play for argentina

❀ on one hand he knew it was the chance of a lifetime, but when he looks at you in his arms with your daughter on your chest, he couldn't even think about leaving you

❀ it was less about the promise he made and more about how he couldn't imagine his everyday without the two of you

"y/n-chan~"

you only hummed in response but looked up to meet his eyes

"if i were to get invited to go to the other side of the world to play volleyball, would you come with me?"

he held your gaze with hesitation

"i'll go anywhere with you, tōru, i thought you knew that by now"

a small smile of relief graced his face as he exhaled, closing his eyes and rubbing his face against yours, "thank you"

the next few moments were spent in comfortable silence before he broke it with a chuckle, "is it too late now to ask you to be my girlfriend?"

"tōru, we're basically a married couple for the past two years"

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"so will you marry me for real?"

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[addictofsupernatural]

The Southsider (pt. 7)

Sweet Pea x reader

Chapter Summary: It seems like a normal day to y/n, until she sees an unfamiliar car in the parking lot. But she decides to play it smart and make a call.

Word Count: 2007

Chapter 1 • Chapter 6 • Chapter 8

You put Sweet Pea's flannel in your backpack and headed to school. You slipped on your jacket and got to school with a pep in your step. You thought that everything was fine, put you saw one Reggie Mantle walking the halls.

Veronica and Betty came up to you. "Do my eyes deceive me? Why is he here?" Veronica asks.

"I was hoping you guys would tell me." You frown.

"Let's go before he sees you." Betty says, to which you respond by nodding. Unfortunately he sees the three of you leaving and decided to follow.

Veronica sent a text to Archie. Before he could get straight to you, Archie steps in his way at the last minute. You let out a smile. "Easy Reggie. I don't think she wants to see you."

"I know, I came to apologise." He looked at you, as if he wanted you to help him, but you just stood there. You didn't care what he had to say, what he did was unforgivable. He brought up the worst times in your life, just to seem superior.

He tried getting closer to you, but Archie pushed him off. "Look, I realized that what I did was pretty douchey. I was too focused on the Southside, but you've been in the Northside for so long that you're basically one of us." He gave you a nervous smile. "I'm sorry."

You said nothing. You're basically one of us? You felt madder than you've ever felt within this week. After the exposing, the letter, the bullying, this pissed you off the most. He wasn't sorry for what he put you through. He was sorry because he now thought of you as a Northside.

Sweet Pea spotted you in the hallway, instantly smiling. But that smile faded when he saw Archie pushing away Reggie while Betty and Veronica were beside you. As he got closer to protect you, he saw you walk straight up to Reggie and gripped his collar, punching him in the face.

He fell to the ground. Sweet Pea stopped in his tracks, definitely not expecting that. He then saw Archie putting his hands on your shoulders, which snapped him back to reality. As he kept walking he heard Archie say "I could say that I was the one who did it."

"No, it's fine. I'll deal with Principal Weatherbee when he gets me."

Sweet Pea then reached you. "Are you okay?" He put his hand on your arm.

"Yeah I'm fine." You smiled at him.

"Hate to break up this convo," Veronica said, smiling. "But we will be stealing your girlfriend. Bye now." And with that Veronica and Betty led you to the school library, where you all sat down and you told them about your date.

"You're kidding right?" Veronica asked.

You shook your head, feeling the blush grow on your face. "That's so romantic." Betty fawned.

"Who knew such a dark, brooding person could have a soft side to him."

"Just because he's not the boy next door doesn't mean that he isn't a sweet person, V." You said.

"She's right." Betty said. "Jughead is a lot more sentimental when it's just us two."

"See?" You teased.

"Hey, don't hate on Archiekins just because he's not afraid to be affectionate in front of others." Veronica sat back in her seat.

"So what if they have some pride? It just makes it all the more cuter when they show some bashfulness." You enjoyed being able to talk about stuff like this with them.

Meanwhile, Sweet Pea and Archie stared at one Reggie Mantle on the ground. "Get up." Sweet Pea said.

He got up. "Are you going to tell Principal Weatherbee?" Archie asked.

"Nah, it's cool. Once she realizes where she belongs it'll be fine." Reggie smirked. He decided that he was going about this the wrong way. He tried to humiliate you, but others had your back. But if you were turn your back on the Southside, that'll really hurt them.

Sweet Pea was about to punch Reggie himself, but Archie put a hand on his shoulder, shaking his head. The bell then rang, and everybody went back to class.

Toni and Cheryl, who seemed to be getting closer, were begging to have you tell them about the date. You decided to play with them, denying their requests. It wasn't like you cared for Betty and Veronica more, but you knew that they would make fun of Sweet Pea.

You only dropped little teasers to what happened, until you finally said "You should ask Fangs. He was there, even if he wasn't." They looked at you, confused. You just giggled. Oh Fangs.

When lunch arrived, you took the flannel and looked for Sweet Pea, finding him on his way to his table. "Sorry, I forgot to give this back to you."

He smiled and took it. "It looked better on you anyway."

"I kind of doubt that. I kind of find the flannels on you pretty hot." You reached up and was about to kiss him, but was interrupted.

"Oh, there you guys are!" Betty said, dragging Jughead along with her. Sweet Pea backed away from your touch, causing you to huff. He heard the huff, and held back a smile. He had that affect on you then. "So I had the most amazing idea in class. I thought that we could all go on a double date." She smiled as Jughead looked at her, surprised.

You didn't know how you thought about this idea. Jughead was like a brother to you, and going on a double date with him in it was a bit weird.

"I don't think that's such a good idea, Bets." Jughead said.

"Yeah, I agree with Jones."

"Come on guys, it'll be fun. Right, y/i?"

You looked at Sweet Pea, who shook his head. You then turned back to an eager Betty. "Uh, sorry B, but I have work later on today."

"Do you have work tomorrow?"

"Well, no but-"

"Then it's settled. The four of us will go on a double date tomorrow at Pop's. I can't wait." And with that they left.

You gave Sweet Pea an apologetic smile. "This isn't a good idea."

"I'm sorry. Let's just make the most out of it, yeah? I honestly didn't think it was a good idea either." He huffed and nodded his head. You kissed his jaw, then the side of his mouth. "Thank you."

He looked down at you and smiled before giving you a quick hug and walking away.

When school ended you headed to Pop's, greeting FP with a smile. "Well, what's got you so chirpy?" He smiled at you, glad that you were doing better.

You shrugged, thinking of Sweet Pea. "Oh, y'know, I'm just happy with my life right now."

"Well I'm glad that you're doing better now."

"Yup. Sweets has been helping me out the whole time." This got his attention.

"Sweets, huh? You've been spending a hell lot of time with him."

"Well yeah." You grabbed some ordered food. "I'd hope I'm allowed to spend some time with my boyfriend." He looked at you, shocked as you quickly sped walked away from him to deliver the food.

As you came back he stopped you from grabbing other plates. "What the hell you just say?" He quietly asked.

"FP it's not a big deal."

"Not a-"

"Let's not overreact, okay?" You put a hand on his shoulder. "He has been there for me every step of the way. He has done nothing but helped me when I needed it. Give him a break."

You took the food and served some people. He huffed. "Fine, but I'm having a little talk with that boy."

"Believe me, there are some worse guys I know out there."

His fatherly instincts seemed to still be intact. "Like who?"

Just then Reggie walked in, smirking when he saw you. "Like him."

He sat down to where the counter was, looking at you expectantly. You gave FP a look, and he nodded. You went to the back to help Pop make some milkshakes while FP went up to him. "What can I get you?"

"Is y/n here?"

"She's busy, I'll be serving you." He narrowed his eyes at him.

"Shame. She's pretty hot in the uniform, don't you think?" Reggie knew what he was doing. He knew he was talking to the serpent king. He wanted to test him, test if the Southside king could keep it together.

"I think she likes to be treated respectfully. Now what would you like to drink?" FP was trying his best not to punch this kid in the face.

"Chocolate milkshake. Extra cherries. Have y/n bring it out if you can." He nodded and headed to the back.

He went up to you and watched you make a chocolate milkshake. "I heard everything." You said, not looking up from your work.

"I am so close to spitting in this boy's drink."

You smiled. "Why don't we just act like we did?" You finished the milkshake, adding three cherries on top and handing it to FP.

He gave it to Reggie. "Here you go kiddo. I added a little something to it, just for you." He gave him a smile, leaving Reggie to look at his drink suspiciously. You passed by with two other milkshakes in your hand and gave him a smirk, causing him to be even more suspicious.

As you were heading back to behind the counter, Reggie grabbed your arm. "Excuse me," He said. "I'd like to order something."

FP then grabbed your other arm and pulled you away. "And what would you like to order?" FP asked.

He ordered, smirking at you everytime you passed by. Soon Jughead came around the time you were going on your break, so you went and sat with him as you took your break. Then Sweet Pea came to say hi to you. When you ended your break, Sweet Pea was about to leave before FP slid next to him in the booth. "Not so fast, boy. I'm on my break, and we need to have a little talk."

Sweet Pea squirmed in his seat. "I heard you and y/n are dating now." Jughead tried hiding his smile and obnoxiously slurped on his milkshake. "If I so much as hear or see anything that I don't like you doing towards her, you're a dead man."

He nodded. "Understood."

"But right now, we've got a more pressing issue. You see that boy?" He pointed to Reggie, Sweet Pea nodded. "He's been coming onto y/n the whole time."

"And the hierarchy of high school jocks strike again." Jughead said.

"Damn Northsiders! Always trying to take things that don't belong to them!" Sweet Pea tried to get out of the booth to confront the Bulldog, but FP pushed him back.

"Easy boy, you don't want to make a scene. Just keep an eye on him when you guys are at school. You too, Jug. We need to take care of her." The boys agreed.

Sweet Pea then decided to take off. He said goodbye to you while giving you a side hug and a kiss on the cheek. This angered Reggie, which led to him leaving Pop's.

Soon your shift ended and you walked home. When you got to your house, you saw two cars parked in the driveway. One of them you recognized as your aunt's. The other you didn't know. You scoped out the car, seeing a ghoulies jacket on one of the seats through the window. You then called Sweet Pea.

You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding when he picked up the phone.

"Pea, we've got a problem. The ghoulies are at my house, and for some reason out of any possible time my aunt's home too."

...

"No, I'm standing outside."

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"Okay, I'm going inside."

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"I have to, they could be hurting her!"

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"I'm just going to stall until you guys get here."

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"I will. Bye."

You then hung up the phone. You took a deep inhale and exhale, and opened the door.

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[lordofthebigtimesupernatural]

I'm so in love with your Single Dad!Shiro AU I am beyond saving bless your soul thank you for this AU. I have a couple of suggestions 1) everyone has fallen down the stairs once in their lives. Imagine Shiro's reaction to Keith's first trip (you can choose whether it's on a scale of I, who only fell about 5 to the bottom, or my sister, who jumped from the top stair because she thought her fairy wings were real). Also please consider: Keith going to his first Teenage Party(TM) ((y'know)).

Hello! Aw thank you so much for such a sweet ask, you’re making me blush! This is so great. Both of your asks are terrific and great. We all have had our moments down the stairs, some better and some worse (but omg your poor sister!). I hope you like this and the second one was also great but I only had time to write out one oneshot :’(. I still hope you like it! But as for Keith’s first Teenage Party, here’s some HCs:

-Keith went to his first ever party when he was 15, and it was a homecoming celebration of all things.

-Honestly he didn’t even want to go but Lance, Hunk and even Pidge were excited about it bc they knew the guy hosting the party.

-Red wound up coming with Keith bc of all the noises and the crowds and just from the outside, Keith knew this night was going to be a disaster.

-He found a small dark corner where he huddled up with Red standing guard at his side, growling at anyone that tried to get near him.

-Eventually Keith couldn’t handle all of the noises or the strange people or the alcohol and Red is getting antsy too, trying to keep everyone away until finally the kid who threw the party notices and pulls Keith aside (after Red almost tries to bite him) upstairs in his parent’s bedroom where it is much quieter and there are no people

-Red relaxes and the kid allows Keith to call his dad and keeps him calm before Hunk, Lance and Pidge can reach them, and the kid seems to know all the tricks to help Keith calm down until his dad and friends can come get him.

-When Keith finally asks how the kid knows all that, he tells him that his younger brother and sister were both Autistic and Keith reminded him so much of them and who they could be.

But anyway, here is the actual one shot about Keith V. Stairs. Enjoy!

x.V.x

              Keithwas bored.

              And whenhe was bored, things never seemed to end smoothly. After all, Keith was anadventurous four-year-old. He did not always like to sit around and color.Especially when the washing machine andthe dryer were both being obnoxiously loud today. No, Keith was an adventureror an explorer, which meant that Keith could not just sit around all day.

              Especiallynot when daddy was too busy doing taxes. Whatever those were.

              AllKeith knew was that his daddy had lots of ‘mportant papers all over the kitchentable and he has his reading glasseson, which typically was a sign for Keith not to bother his daddy.

              To befair, Keith hadn’t bothered his daddy for a super, duper long time. Consideringthat his daddy had first started working when the big hand was on the 12 andthe little hand was on the ten, on the clock. Now the big hand was almost onthe 11 and the little hand was in between the ten and 11. That must have been such a long time. At least 11 whole numbers!

              “Daddy,is your taxes done? No more?” Keith sauntered up to the kitchen table where hisdaddy was sitting. He had to stand on his tip toes in order to just see overthe table. His fingers began tapping against the old wood out of habit andShiro looked over at his son. Taxes weren’t hard for Shiro but that didn’t meanthat they never took forever to getdone, and with Keith’s adoption completely finalized after so long he had a lotmore work this year than usual.

              Shirohad to give Keith credit. The toddler had lasted nearly an hour of silencebefore bothering him. That was quite impressive considering Keith hadn’t hadhis snuggle time yet today. Carefully, Shiro pulled Keith up on to his lip andrubbed his eyes tiredly. Keith looked all over at the scattered papers,frowning heavily at them before rubbing Shiro’s cheek.

              “Alldone.” Keith announced, causing Shiro to chuckle.

              “I’msorry baby, but no I’m not done with the taxes.” Shiro apologized when he sawKeith’s expression fall.  He hated notbeing able to spend time with Keith (once Keith actually started Kindergarten,who knew how much time he and Keith would have together?), but unfortunately,Shiro had been putting this off for far too long and they needed to get done.“These take a while and Daddy is only about halfway done.”

              “But,I’m hungry.” Keith stated as if that would suddenly make Shiro drop everythingand the taxes would magically be finished. Well, it did work for the latter ofthose two things. Shiro had gotten up and decided that they could both use asnack break and went into the kitchen to make Keith and him a bowl of mac ‘ncheese.

              “Alright.I’m hungry too. How about we get a snack?” Shiro smiled when Keith noddedquietly but the smile on his face melted Shiro’s heart. Stay this way forever.

x.V.x

              Keithsighed dramatically.

              Hewasn’t hungry anymore and his daddy had made sure to make him an extra big andextra delicious bowl of food. He’d even made his own food and sat with Keith onthe bar stools to eat. Unfortunately, after some time when both were finished,his daddy had let Keith go and told him that he needed to finish with thestupid taxes. He promised Keith that he was almost done, but to Keith, that wassooooo long ago.

              Keithwas having trouble keeping occupied while his daddy worked. He colored all thepages in his coloring book (neatly and inside the lines). He’d organized hiscollection of rubber dinosaurs. He’d tossed a ball along the wall until hisdaddy had suggested he go play outside.

              Whichwas why Keith was standing on the outside porch looking down the stairs. Hecould play on the swings? Or he could pick dandelions and make a hat? He couldsit in the grass? Though, none of that sounded fun to the toddler as he stared at the stairs and hand rail of theporch steps. Keith eyed the stairs, debating if he even wanted to go down themand into the yard or stay on the porch. Besidesit takes a while to get down and then back up all those stairs.

              Keithsighed when he looked to the handrail before frowning. He remembered Lance oncetelling him about getting down the stairs faster and with a “funner way” evenif “funner” wasn’t a real word. Lance had bragged at school about the band aidon his elbow from sliding down the handrail at his house. While Keith didn’tcare so much about the band aid or the story, he did remember Lance telling himthat it was much faster than just walking down the stairs.

              PlusLance had only gotten a teeny little cut and that must be because he was superclumsy. Keith was much safer so that must mean he wouldn’t get hurt like Lancedid, right? And it was faster and fun.

              Climbingup the bars on the porch proved to be difficult for Keith and he almost slippeda couple of times, but his determination and motivation won out until he waseventually sitting on top of the handrail. Keith eyes widened when he lookedout into their backyard; he’d rarely ever been this high up before unless hisdaddy was carrying him.

              Was this how daddy felt every day? This wasamazing.

              Keithhad hoped that one day he too could be this tall, so that he may also see whathis daddy sees. Because it was a lot better than barely being able to see overthe kitchen table.

              Keitheyed the downward ramp of the handrail, remembering Lance’s words in the backof his mind. Surely Lance couldn’t be a liar? If he said that this was aneasier way and a faster way to get down, then he must be on to something. Keithwiggled himself along the edge of the handrail before turning his body aroundto get a better grip and begin sliding down.

              However,Keith only managed to travel down about a foot before he suddenly felt himselftumbling off the edge of thehandrail. The ground suddenly was coming up to Keith faster than he everanticipated.

              Therewas a harsh crack and a hard impact when Keith hit the ground.

              Then hescreamed.

x.V.x

              Shirowas so tired.

              But hewas just about done. He had one last page to do and he could call it quits forthis year’s taxes. Luckily, Keith had been fairly quiet since going outside andhe hadn’t bothered Shiro anymore since lunch. Giving Shiro plenty of time tohurry and finish with the taxes.

              However,Shiro nearly jolted out of his chair and almost spilt his coffee all over thetable when he heard a sudden, loud and shrill scream coming from outside.

              Keith!

              Heartthumping in his chest, Shiro left his coffee on the counter and scrambled outthe backdoor where he could not find Keith. But he could hear him (It was hard to not hear the pained screams). Shiro froze,eyes darting around the backyard when he couldn’t spot Keith. He was prettyclose to snapping until he saw a dark blur on the ground beside the porch.

              Quickly,Shiro raced down the stairs where he was horrified to find Keith rolling on theground, clutching one of his arms. When Shiro knelt beside the screaming androlling toddler, it was then that he saw the absurd angle of which Keith’s armwas at and Shiro’s heart sunk. There wasno way that his arm wasn’t broken. It had to be.

              “Keith,Keith, baby what happened?” Shiro gently put his hands down on Keith to keepthe boy from rolling on his arm. Keith wiggled and squirmed and continued toscream as if he were dying. He tried to wiggle free of Shiro’s grip and despitethe tears on his face, and the spottiness of his cheeks and the pain in hisscreams, Shiro did not budge. He knew moving Keith’s arm right now would onlymake matters worse.

              “Hey,hey now, it’s okay sweetheart.” Shiro cooed softly, trying to gather Keith upinto his arms without jostling the broken arm. Keith continued to scream for afew more minutes (breaking Shiro’s heart repeatedly over again) before finallycalming down to loud, wet sobs. It was then that Keith seemed to notice Shirohad arrived.

              “D-Daddyhurts! M-Make stop!” Keith sobbed loudly, unable to curl into his dad due thepain in his arm and the fact that Shiro was holding him rather tightly. “P-Pleasedaddy! Hurts!”

              “I knowsweetheart. I know.” Shiro whispered softly, before standing up. A lump formedin his throat when he moved too quickly and Keith screamed again through histears. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m going to help make it all better. I’msorry you’re hurting baby, I know.”

              “D-Daddy.”Keith moaned and hiccupped a sob. Shiro swallowed and ushered back the tearsthat were threatening to fall. In his mad scramble to get Keith help, he’dnearly forgotten to grab his phone or his keys in order to take Keith to thehospital nearby.

              “It’sokay sweetheart, you’re going to be okay.”

x.V.x

              “Whatdid we learn today?” Shiro found himself gently stroking back the hair offKeith’s pale face. The little boy looked at Shiro with glazed eyes and a loopygrin, from where he lay on the hospital bed.

              After anhour of excruciating pain, setting Keith’s arm and getting a cast on the boy,the doctor’s had confirmed that Keith had broken his arm in two differentplaces. He was finally all settled in a hospital bed, which was much too bigfor him, with child-friendly pain medications running through his veins. Shirofinally felt like he could take a breath again and even he had to admit that itwas a bit funny seeing Keith on pain medication for the first time.

              At least he isn’t screaming anymore.

              “Ilearned that daddy is super fast.” Keith grinned wobbily and Shiro held back asnicker. “Daddy why is your hair white? Are you an alien?”

              Thistime Shiro did laugh, which caused Keith to frown. “No sweetheart, I’m not analien. I promise you.” Keith frowned and eyed Shiro as if he didn’t believe himbefore nodding stubbornly. Until his eyes suddenly widened and he gasped.

              “Daddy!Your arm is gone!” Keith cried out, looking far more devastated than he should be.“Where did you put it?”

              Shiro swallowedback his laughter before flexing the metal fingers of his prosthetic. “Daddy’s armis right here see. It’s just a little bit different.” Keith’s eyes were almostbugging out of his head as he stared at Shiro’s prosthetic as if he had neverseen it before. Shiro almost wanted to take out his phone and film the littleboy.

              “Youmeant a lot different.” Keith gaspedquietly. “That is so much cooler than my arm. Can I have it?”

              Shirobarked out a sudden laugh before ticking Keith’s cheek. Instantly, the toddlergiggled and squirmed away, careful of his cast. “No, I’m sorry sweetheart butyour two arms are just perfect just the way they are.” Shiro gently kissed bothof Keith’s hands, causing him to giggle, and had to maneuver around Keith’scast. “Except, now you gotta be careful with this arm now.”

              Keithfrowned tiredly. “How come?”

              “Well,you accidentally broke the bones and that means –”

              “They’rebroken?! Did you have to glue them back together?!” Keith cried out in completedespair and Shiro continuously had to remind himself of being an awful father if he laughed at Keith now.“Am I gonna lose my arm too?”

              “Nosweetheart. Your arm will be just fine.” Shiro gently ran his fingers throughKeith’s hair which calmed the boy down slowly. Keith leaned back against thepillow, eyes drooping before he let out a mighty yawn. “Your arm will getbetter, but let’s not try to slide down anymore handrails okay?”

              Keithyawned again and smiled. “’Kay daddy. But next time, can you not write yourname on my arm?”

              “Keiththat’s a cast. You’re supposed to do that.”

              “’S notmy name.”

#single dad shiro #single dad shiro AU #kiddie!AU #kiddie paladins #voltron legendary defender #thanks nonny #this was so cute to do #poor Keith is so accident prone #and Shiro will worry himself to death #but fluffy loopy Keith is great!