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Tear you appart - Felix Volturi x reader

Felix Volturi x fem! reader - contains smut

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content warning : swearing, darker and wilder than my usual Felix, possessive Felix, size difference (both him and reader like it) - Smut ahead ! please no judgment, this is the first time I'm writing some I tried my best I feel so embarrassed 😅 Stop at the divider if you don't want the smutty part that contains : dirty talk, voice kink, size kink, penetration, virgin reader (she's an adult in her 20's !), praise kink

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At first, you weren’t sure what to make of your mate. First, Felix was big. Like…two meters tall and really muscular. Like wow. And second, he… was busy. Like very busy, which you could comprehend since he was one of the highest ranked guards of the Volturi Coven. And the executioner… that's it you had said it. His job was to brutally kill people, and you did not fully know what to make of him because of that.

He was kind to you of course. But you could barely see him. He had a very important place in the coven after all, it would be mean to hold it against him, he couldn’t help it after all. But it was making it harder for you to understand him, how could you get to know him better if he wasn’t there with you?

Ever since you were staying with the Volturi after finding out that you were Felix’s soulmate, your existence had gotten kind of lonely. The current secretary would go shopping with you if you needed something but you were mostly staying in your quarters that were adjacent to Felix’s. So, you decided to spend the time by decorating as much as you could your quarters to your own taste.

As a goth, you took advantage of the Halloween season to buy home decor. Artificial black roses, deep red and purple ones, black lace curtains, gothic prints you paired with vintage looking frames Heidi found for you in an abandoned room… You kept the walls white but painted the furniture black. Lots of bookshelves were acquired to hold your book collection, CDs and DVDs, Felix had made sure you had a good TV and even better stereo when you said you basically lived with music. Anne Stokes and Victoria Frances’ art hung all over your walls, nemesis now dark fairy figures and cult cuties shelved neatly above your desk, nightmare before Christmas plushies and figures scattered all around your quarters with the occasional Hello Kitty and Kuromi: it was starting to look like home.

When December came by you bought red velvet curtains, and red crystal beads. A lot of them. Surprisingly, you were now finding every week rose bouquet, that you would put to dry and keep in elegant vases. You were sure they were from Felix, even if he never mentioned it the few times the two of you had met in November.

You were working on the canopy of the bed, after installing the black lace curtains and strings of white pearls that were easy to find as Christmas tree ornament, you were making garlands of red crystal beads that would reflect the light all around your bed canopy. Attaching bead after bead, you were disrupted by Felix. You looked at him, surprised as you saw him sit beside you on the black silk sheets of your bed.

“Good evening my darling mate”

This evening, you finally got to spend time with your mate. He apologized for his lack of presence beside you, the coven had been exceptionally busy and he had not been able to give you the time you deserved. But now, he was here, and could finally take care of you, his mate, properly.

You talked for hours that night, She Wants Revenge playing low in the background as you finally got to know each other.

But no matter how interesting this all was, you were getting tired. Felix noticed your yawn, and with a smile put you to bed, tucking you in and gently kissed your forehead goodnight.

Your Felix held his promise. Week after week you got to know the other better. Going from strangers to friends… to more. After a few months you realized that Felix wasn’t a friend anymore. No, he was more. You wanted him to be more. But it wasn’t easy. He was your soulmate! It was supposed to be easy! But it wasn’t. At all.

Spring came and left, and so did summer. It was the middle of autumn, and you still did not know how to tell your soulmate you liked him. How could you? How could a simple human compare to a vampire? He had not turned you yet, it seemed that he quite enjoyed your human habits for now. Maybe he liked your softness, the warmth of your skin or the color of your eyes? But that did not resolve your problem. How could you tell him when you had never done this before? You were in your twenties and not had your fist kiss yet!

You had started a diary to keep your memories, express your feelings and your thoughts. And the most recent entries were all about him. About Felix, the gleam in his eyes, the way his skin shone brightly under the sunlight, how hot you had found the glimpses of his toned and muscular body you had been able to see, the way his thunderous laugh made your heart smile… How… You love him. That’s it, you had admitted it fully: you loved him. It was written black on white in your diary. Your heart was in his hands. You did not need a prayer when you had his name.

That was the last line you wrote, leaving your diary on your bed as you left your bedroom to take a relaxing bath before going to bed in your favorite attire.

You came out of the bathroom, all clean and fresh, humming some She Wants Revenge song, when you froze. Felix. Felix was sitting on your bed. Felix was sitting on your bed holding your diary. Felix was reading your diary where you very explicitly wrote how much you loved him. Fuck.

When Felix looked at you, you felt like you could die from embarrassment. You tried to leave, but in the blink of an eye you found yourself your back against a wall, Felix’s body pressed against yours preventing you from running away. Anyway, where would you have gone? This was your room, for fuck’s sake! You shivered as he used his big hand to raise your head so he could look you in the eyes.

“You meant it?”

“What”

“What you wrote in your diary about me. You mean it?”

You had never seen Felix that serious before, his husky voice had lost all humor.

“It… It is… Yes, it is true. I … I really mean it.”

You blurted out the last words, anxious. What if it wasn’t what he wanted to hear? What if he hated you now? What if… Wait, why was he smiling?

“You have no idea how long I’ve longed for this. May I?”

You nodded, not sure what he was asking for. He cupped your cheek, and to your surprise he kissed you. You closed your eyes.

It was better than what you had read in your books, much better. His lips were soft against yours, his kiss tender but quite possessive at the same time. You returned it, quite clumsily due to your inexperience, but still with enthusiasm. He was the one to break it so you could breathe again. You were only human after all. Your body needed it.

“Damn, that was…”

He laughed at your reaction.

“Can you do it again?”

Smirking, he eagerly accepted your request.

Later, when you were too tired to stay awake, Felix accepted to stay under the covers and hold you. The feeling of his strong and much bigger body wrapped around your much smaller frame brought unholy thoughts to your mind, that you quickly shook away, but it still let you the time to show slight embarrassment. You thought for a moment that Felix would take advantage of it, but he didn’t, only kissing the top of your head and bringing you closer to his body.

“Does that mean that we are together now?” “You could say that dolcezza.” “So you’re my boyfriend?” “Absolutely not. I’m your mate. If you want a more human term, just say that I’m your husband.”

You looked at him, shocked, and that little shit that was your mate had the biggest grin you’d ever seen.

“I… I think mate is an appropriate term.” “As you wish.”

Your heart was beating so fast he couldn’t not hear it, and his bright smile was the confirmation. Luckily for you, Felix had decided to go easy on you for tonight. But you feared what his teasing would be like…

You fell asleep with these thoughts in mind, Felix’s arms holding you tight against him. “Buonanotte tesoro mio, ti amo…”

When you woke up the next day, Felix was still here, holding you.

“Hi” “Hi. Slept well?” “Yes” “Good”

Bringing you closer to him, Felix buried his face in your neck. You froze as it felt like he was smelling you, and he left a kiss where he could feel your pulse. Being this close to him felt nice, really nice. He smelled good, too. Something musky, homey.

“Are you sniffing me?” “You did a few moments ago” “Touché.” A pause. “So?” “You smell nice. Like home.” “Ah, that’s a mate thing, you know? I smell good like that to you only.” “And me? What do I smell like?” “The tastiest thing I’ve ever met.” “Felix!” “What?! You should take this as a compliment! You smell delicious!”

He had that cocky look that looked so good on him. You couldn't wait to spend forever with him.

It was near Christmas now. More than one year since you met Felix, a few months since you realized you loved him, and a few weeks since the two of you were fully mated. Well fully… There was something the two of you had not done yet. It was… sex. For fuck’s sake, you were an adult, you could say the word sex! But… that did not erase the fact that you had basically no experience in dating. Felix was your first kiss… and would be your first lover. The thing was that he was not aware of it. How could you tell him! This man was cocky enough, if you told him, it would sign you way to a never-ending teasing! Fuck. Wait, that was the point! This man – or vampire – was going to be the death of you.

Your thoughts were a complete mess. You were sure than even Aro couldn’t understand a single shit if he were to read your mind. Which was why it was a good thing that he hadn’t asked for a while. But maybe it could actually help? Wait no! You couldn’t let him know you were desperately trying to get in the pants of his executioner. All of it was driving you crazy.

You tried to keep up with appearances with Felix, behaving as normal as you could with him, but you couldn’t help but let some touches linger more than necessary, brush against him every time you were close with him, dragging the kisses as long as you could without accidentally killing yourself from the lack of oxygen… All of it you thought Felix didn’t notice. But that was forgetting something: your mate was very much a predator. And as a human, you were very much prey for him, even as his mate.

Your heartbeat running faster when he was close, the way his low voice would send shivers down your spine, or how some kisses and touches could get you clenching your thighs… Felix noticed everything, and your asshole of a mate was reveling in it, your love like the thrill of the hunt. He took great pleasure in it, day after day, trying to drive you crazy until you would be your back against a wall, forced to tell him exactly what you wanted. And he would make sure you beg for it, dragging the thrill of the hunt as long as he could. But lucky for you, he loved you more than it. He would try to not make you beg, not too much at least.

Your Felix had become great at reading you, your expressions, your desires. And being as old as he was, it had not been hard for him to put two and two together: the way you returned his affection, always eager but also quite clumsily, always holding back afraid of going too far or doing wrong… That darker, possessive side off him was extremely satisfied of it, no one had touched you like that before, no one but him, you were forever his.

After a few weeks, your struggles were not funny anymore, he wanted you to feel desired, to not see your inexperience as a bad thing. You were so damn beautiful and desirable; he would show you how much he wanted you.

He would be off duty for the next few days, it was perfect. The next time he would get in your bed, you would not be sleeping for a good while.

For the past few days, it seemed like Felix was toying with you, always managing to get you where and how he wanted. He was slowly taking you out of your comfort zone, it was like he had something in mind as he would hold you close, soft breath in the crook of your neck sending shivers down your spine. He would let you back up if you were too uncomfortable, of course, but the bastard knew what he was doing, always taking you further and further of your comfort zone without crossing your boundaries, teaching you a few things about you in the meantime. Damn, did you always have that size and voice kink or was it of his doing? Fuck, you had no idea but did not care much, it was too good for the reasons why to matter anymore.

All of this led you to that very moment, your Felix towering over you, your back against the wall of your room. Voice low, whispering in your ear, driving you crazy.

“Aren’t you pretty like that, all flustered? Your blood smell so good I might just eat you…”

Of course, this led you to grow even more flustered, your blood rushing and tempting him even more. He took another step, and lowered his head even more, leaving cold kisses on your neck, his cool breath driving you crazy. You move your head to give him a better access, and let out a soft moan as his teeth scrap your neck.

“You like that don’t you? To be all helpless as soon as I touch you. My beautiful darling…”

He lifts you, claiming your lips and you can’t help but wrap your legs around his waist. He bites your lower lip, and you let out a soft gasp, your Felix taking advantage of it, his tongue meeting yours to explore your mouth. After a while the two of you part, soft panting can be heard from you. At this moment, you realize you left your stereo on, and as your notice what song is playing you send to hell every hesitation and kiss him passionately.

“I want to hold you close, skin pressed against me tight

Lie still, close your eyes, girl, so lovely, it feels so right

I want to hold you close, soft breast, beating heart

As I whisper in your ear, "I wanna fucking tear you apart"

It drives the both of you crazy, leaving you only wanting more, more than everything you had already done. So when Felix carries you to the bed, you continue to kiss him. When he lays you on the bed, climbing on top of you, you drag him close and deepen the kiss. When he takes off your shirt, you unbutton his, hands roaming everywhere on the other’s body in a frenzy haze, kisses left everywhere.

“I want you” you pause. “No, I need you.” You let out a moan as he rips your bra and leave kisses on your breast, a smile oh so smug brightening his face as he finds your sensitive spot. You writhe underneath him, clenching your thighs together, left wanting more, needing more of him.

“Felix…” His name leaves your mouth as a soft moan, and he can’t help but chuckle at your neediness, he’s finally got you where he wants you to be, he’s going to drag on this teasing as much as he can.

“That’s my name darling, say it again…”

He’s so smug but you can’t help but do as he say, especially when his pants and yours disappear, and his hand slip in your silky panties. As he brushes against your clit, you can’t help but buckle your hips, trying to get more friction where you need him the most.

“Eager, aren’t we?” Always that smug expression, he knows he is driving you crazy and he revels in it: you’re his and he is the only one able to get these reactions from you. He leans over you, pressing his body against yours, claiming your lips once again. You whimper as you can feel his hard bulge against you, increasing your arousal to an extent you didn’t know was possible. But you weren’t the only one left craving for more.

“Please Felix…” “I need you to use your words tesorina. Tell me, what you want?” “You. I want you I need you!” “So greedy my darling… Is that what you want?”

You can’t answer him as he rips your panties, throwing away what’s left of them before making his own underwear meet the same fate. He’s bigger than you anticipated, yet the only thing you can focus on is how much you want him inside of you.

Not breaking eye contact with you, he strokes his penis a few times, making sure it’s slick with his precum and your arousal, and get on top of you, teasing your wet folds with his hard length.

“Are you sure you want this?” He looks at you with such seriousness, trying to read your face and be sure this is what you want, that he’s not going further than you’re comfortable with. “Yes Felix please” “You only have one word to say and I’ll stop if it’s too much for you”

You nod, and satisfied with your approval Felix thrust into you. You moan at the feeling; you feel so full of him. You expected it to hurt, being your first time, but it doesn’t, your love prepared you enough.

“That’s what you want, isn’t it my darling? My cock filling you up, bringing you more pleasure than you’ve ever had.”

You can only whine and moan, too lost in the pleasure you’re experiencing for the first time. Felix eats up every of your reactions, satisfied that only him get to make you feel this good.

“You’re so responsive to my touch” Felix praises you, and his words do something to you you weren’t aware of it being possible. Something good. Really good. Felix, attentive to all of your reactions, notice and whispers sweet praises in your ear, driving you wild. He thrusts faster, eliciting more moans from you. It feels so good, you can only focus on him and the pleasure he gives you, moaning his name.

“I love hearing you cry out my name, tesoro. It’s music to my ears.”

He finally finds an especially sensitive spot of yours, hitting it relentlessly, eliciting moan after moan from you. He growls in pleasure, getting you closer and closer. You feel something ready to snap inside of you.

“Please Felix I’m close so close!” “That’s it darling, come for me.” He kisses your shoulder. “Come for me, let me feel how much you love me. I’ll be right behind you, filling you with everything I have.”

The pad of this finger brushes against your clit, and with his dirty words it’s enough to make you snap, riding the first climax of your life. Your Felix follows quickly, his cool cum filling your cunt as he moans your name, “you’re mine all mine my [Y/N] forever mine never letting you go my sweet and beautiful [Y/N]”

You fall back on the bed, trembling with pleasure and exhaustion. Sliding out of you, Felix admires for a moment your mixed release dripping down your inner thighs, before laying down beside you and holding you close, whispering sweet praises in your ear. He kisses your forehead tenderly, and you snuggle closer to him.

“I love you” “I love you too tesorina”

Exhausted, you fall asleep, safe and spent in your mate’s arms, Felix never letting you go for a second, holding you tight against him the whole time. This is what eternity should feel like, and he will make sure it always is that way for you.

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jade-jini · 6 months

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please make a virgin loser chaeyoung (twice) WITHOUT G!P 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 beg you

(I love the pics where she looks high af bdjdnfj sorry for taking forever.)

Warning: long as fuck. Fluffy smut.

To me chaengie is the type of loser who might get mistaken by a popular person just because she looks so chill sometimes. Like she be on her car hitting a blunt listening to music or something and people see it and are like “wait that’s cool!”.

In reality tho you’re her first girlfriend and one of the few people she talks to on campus. Girlie can’t look at people in the eye😭 when you’re not looking tho (or when she thinks you’re not looking) her eyes are stuck to your face, memorizing every feature, lovingly appreciating them.

She’s a movies typa nerd too like she will ask you to watch a marathon of Tim burton stuff with her and explain the whole lore and how they’re all connected (i need this actually).

“So in this movie he’s the kid, then he becomes adult and that’s when the Corpse Bride story takes place, and then in The Nightmare Before Christmas we see him in his dead form, and it’s all the same dude! isn’t it cool?!” She’d explain while holding her plushie of Sparky (which was a gift from you btw).

“Of course babe.” You’d answer, not fully understanding everything but just happy to be there ‘cause she was adorable.

Museum dates happen often, where she’d quietly take her time to contemplate any piece that caught her attention. She will even Google about it online to know the story behind it.

“Chaeyoung no-” you tell her while holding her arm so she doesn’t try to take the painting 😭

“But it doesn’t belong here! It was stolen!” Yeah fvck them bitches chaengie 🫵🏼 (idk what I’m saying).

As I said she can’t look at people in the eye. Of course after you started dating she got better at it with you, but before? Girlie’s eyes were everywhere but on you. And when I say everywhere I mean everywhere. She tried to avoid it, she really did, but god aren’t you hot? How was she supposed to not look at your chest? Or when your shoulders were exposed, the only thing she wanted was to kiss them so bad :( she would get so lost in her thoughts that wouldn’t even realize she had been staring for so long, and the moment you catch her doing it she’d get so flustered, her eyes escaping your figure completely quietly groaning and mentally slapping herself but she never learns, she does it again lol.

After you started dating, you had this thing where whenever you noticed her eyes on you like that (because of course she was still obsessed with you and 0 slick about it) you’d tease her, and she’d deny the sht out of it. You know that little voice and pout combo she has sometimes? Like that while looking at the floor- ahhhh cutie patootie. One day tho, you whispered in her ear that instead of looking so much, she should touch and take what’s supposed to be hers. And bro?! How do you say this to a literal virgin 😭 girlie went completely quiet like COMPLETELY for the rest of the class.

You guys had been dating for a little while, so she knew that time would come sooner or later. It’s not that she didn’t want it, of course she did like c’mon, the amount of times she’d touch herself thinking about you were countless even before you guys started dating (oh ok perv). But she was a little nervous which it’s normal! She knew it was normal to be nervous, still tho… she just didn’t want to disappoint you or something ‘cause she knew you had a lot more experience :( . While waiting for you to finish your last class in her car, she tried to calm herself and repeat that you having experience was actually a good thing! that way she could learn with you, right? But god she felt kinda pathetic.

On your side tho, you were nervous yourself. Being somebody’s first time was a big thing. You didn’t wanna mess it up for chaeyoung, she was your sweet girlfriend and you wanted it to be good for both of you, specially for her. You met your girlie at her spot in the parking lot as always and made your way to her house for another movie marathon date. Over-planning stuff wasn’t your style nor chaeng’s, so even tho you wanted things to go well, and it felt like the moment was close after more than constant teasing, you tried not to overthink about it. It was gonna happen when it was meant to be.

But Chaeyoung didn’t expect it to be this soon ah-

You were feeling extra clingy, using one of her oversized shirts and playing with her hands while resting your head on her shoulder as you watched the movie and made little conversation about it. Things were going chill as usual, until you rested one of your hands on her thigh, a little too close to more delicate zones. You didn’t notice it as you caressed the exposed skin of her inner thigh, oh but chaeyoung did. She gulped and started throwing facts about the people involved in the movie. You thought it was cute, until you could feel the warmth of her face against your forehead. You sat straight to look at her and softly asked “is everything ok babe?” As you moved your hand from her leg to her forehead to check her temperature “are you getting sick?”

“I- I’m ok, y/n.” She said, clearing her throat. Chaeng grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers. You smiled and kissed her cheek, finding comfort against her shoulder again. But Ofc you couldn’t stay still, and you went from leaving kisses on her face from time to time to softly kissing her neck. At first it was just a few short ones, those that tickle a little bit and felt nice and cute. But eventually it developed to more sensual ones, slow and wet ones. You didn’t even realize what you were doing, but your girlfriend’s skin tasted so nice. And she was so cute, how to resist it? She was looking even cuter than normal for some reason today:(( You only noticed what was going on once you heard her letting out a quiet soft moan as she asked “y/n, w-what are you doing?”

“Oh chaengie I’m so sorry!” You apologized as you tried to give your girlfriend some space “I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable or anything I just-”

“N-no! It’s ok, it felt nice it’s just” she started while making sure you stayed as close as you were next to her “well you’ve never done that and it was unexpected. But it felt nice, could you.. maybe keep doing it?” She asked surprising you, her face still with some light blush.

“Are you sure baby? I really didn’t mean to suddenly do it.” You clarified. It was just kisses but you knew yourself and you knew how much you wanted your girl, and you knew that kisses like those were almost always just the beginning of more, so you needed to make sure things were ok before continuing. Of course if she didn’t want anything more, or ever wanted to stop, you would. You weren’t expecting anything.

Doesn’t mean you didn’t want it.

“Please do it again…” she asked again ever so cutely. You could only obey and made yourself more comfortable, holding her by the waist and slightly feeling some of her skin making direct contact with your hands thanks to her shirt moving a lot. You couldn’t wait to take it off.

Your mouth went back to her neck after leaving a soft kiss on her lips. The soft sighs escaping chaeyoung’s mouth making you eager to feel her, to taste her.

“You’re so beautiful, baby.” You told her as you continued your kisses. “So so beautiful.”

“Hmmmm no I’m not..” she let out in a little groan. You stopped to look at her, checking how even though she seemed to be enjoying your touch, she was still slightly awkward and shy about it. She tended to answer like that sometimes whenever you complimented her. You always needed to ease her mind whenever you noticed her confidence getting low but in this moment, this moment of yours both, you needed it more than anything else. To make her understand how perfect she was to you. Because in the whole world there wasn’t one single thing more beautiful than the woman in front of you. Not one single thing more special or important.

You caressed her face with one of your hands for a moment before grabbing her hands.

“Chaengie, my love. Look at me.” You asked her in a soft voice. However, your calm tone scared chaeyoung, making her think that maybe she ruined the moment by being so insecure. She looked at you almost pouting with her shiny eyes looking extra big as you started talking. “I love you.” You said firmly, still in a soft voice.

“I know you do, y/n…”

“No, listen. Because I know what you’re thinking and I don’t like when you think that.” She sighed and rolled her eyes at your comment, but both of you knew it was true. You left a soft kiss on the tip of her nose, which brought the blush back to her face. “I love you so much, you are so very beautiful and I’m in love with you. I want you in every way you can imagine, ok? To me, every part of you is perfect. Your eyes, your lips, your cute little nose” you said as you left another kiss there, making her giggle in a way that melted your heart “Your hands too” as you put them closer to your lips to leave multiple kisses on them “Every tattoo on your skin, your back, your-”

“Wait.” She interrupted, the blush in her face getting brighter as you paid attention to her next words, which she seemed a little unsure to say but opted to do it anyways as she bit her lip. “Aren’t you.. gonna kiss those too?” She asked and again, she caught you by surprise ‘cause how does she go from insecure and shy to saying those things?? But c’mon who where you to even think about denying that.

“That is an amazing idea yes you’re right I should do that.” You said all eager as you started leaving kisses all over her arms and hands. Both of you were giggling while also hugging each other and honestly it felt like your first time ever as well. Nothing you’ve felt before could ever compare to the feelings Chaeyoung caused in you.

“Can I take this off, baby? So I can reach your other tattoos” You gently asked her, tugging on the edges of her shirt. Chaeyoung gulped before nodding, knowing she didn’t have anything under it and that you were gonna see her naked body for the first time.

“Could I take yours off first before you do that, though?” She asked carefully, and you smiled at her before kissing her cheek.

“Of course you can.” You answered and you felt her trembling hands travel to your waist, and slowly removing her own shirt from your body. Chaeng gulped again, hypnotized by the image in front of her. She knew your body was perfect, but having you this exposed for her, for the first time. Her brain was almost malfunctioning.

“So beautiful…” you heard her say, and you felt your own face getting warmer. “Can I touch you, y/n?”

“Finally taking what’s yours, right?” She teased her about your earlier comment.

“Mine, all mine, yes” she said, her blush never leaving, but still kissing you while massaging your breast slowly, causing your breathing to become irregular. You moaned against her lips, but remembered what you guys said a minute ago. You slowly separated, and looked at her with teasing eyes.

“Hey, I took mine off, your turn now right?” You asked, just wanting to confirm she was still ok with it but also eager to finally see your girl like that. She left a kiss on your lips, before nodding.

“You are so beautiful.” You said, feeling a tingling sensation in your mouth as your eyes were fixed on her naked torso. You softly started to caress her breast, not without making sure she was ok with it first. As you started leaving kisses on her chest, you heard her voice.

“Keep kissing my tattoos, y/n…” she told you. It sounded more like demanding rather than asking even with her trembling voice, she wanted to play a little bit. How could she be such a tease while also being so nervous? Even she didn’t know. But if she wanted to play, you could play along a little bit too. You grabbed your girlfriend and turned her around, not too aggressive but not too gentle, which made her gasp. You sat on her low back, and started kissing her shoulders and back, from the beginning of her big tattoo.

As your lips made their way down her back, in the position that she was, you seriously just wanted to take her shorts off and start enjoying your girlfriend’s sweet taste. So slowly you took your hands to the front of her body, close to the button of her pants before asking “can I take these off, baby? They’re kinda in my way…”

“Yes, please…” you heard chaengie answered as you feel her pushing her ass up a bit, impatiently. With a giggle you started undressing her, so excited about finally having the girl who has been driving you insane in love naked in front of (or well, actually under) you.

“God you really are perfect, you know?” You whispered thinking out loud as your hands traveled over her legs and ass, making sure every inch of skin felt loved.

“You really think so?” She cutely asked, and you considered it an advance. From denying it right away, to at least just wanting to confirm it. It made you smile bigger.

“Of course, my love. I know so.” You answered, grabbing her hair gently and pulling it up, careful of not actually hurting her. You just wanted to fix her position so she was on her knees and hands and you could kiss her. You deepened the kiss, feeling her moan against your lips as you started playing with her tits again. Feeling brave, she bit and pulled your lip with her teeth, and god you loved it, a groan escaping your mouth. Oh she liked that reaction. Chaeyoung decided the best next thing after that would be to pass her tongue over your lips. Your girl was just so naturally sexy.

“Chaeng you are so fucking hot.” You said before slapping her ass. It wasn’t that hard, but it did get a whimper out of her “and you’re such a good girl aren’t you?”

“We’ll see about that…” she teased, again, with that trembling voice. You knew she’d be a little bit of a brat, but deep inside she was so good. It’s ok, you could always teach her how to be your perfect good girl.

You kissed your way down her body, until you had her pussy in front of you. She was so wet, your mouth drooling at the sight. Without wasting more time, you started eating her out. Moaning at the taste, which was 10 times better than you had imagined, you could feel yourself getting completely wet as well. But all your attention was on pleasuring your girlfriend, giving her the best first experience she could have.

“Oh my god, y/n!” She moaned slowly and loud, backing up against your mouth as much as possible. The sensation of your warm tongue basically all over her pussy had her delirious since the first second. Her body barely able to process what was feeling. “Oh my god oh my god…” she kept saying in between whimpers, her lip in between her teeth as she grabbed the pillow under her so tightly.

Talking about tightly. Her pussy was so. Fucking. Tight. You slowly put a finger inside her and you could barely move it, even when she was soaking wet. You were in no rush tho, you wanted to enjoy every second and every detail of it. Of her. Of making her yours and showing her you’re hers.

“You sound so good, chaengie” you told her as you moved your finger a bit faster, feeling her relax a little more and allowing you to add a second finger “and your pussy feels so so good baby. So good on my fingers.”

“Y/n! Shut up don’t~” she complained, her face getting red with your dirty talk. But you knew she liked it. Her body told you so, shivers going down her spine, and her cunt clenching your fingers inside her.

“But it’s the truth! Your pussy is so perfect, it tastes so good in my tongue. Hmm~” you said as you added your mouth again with your fingers, making figures on her clit and swallowing her juices.

“Hmmm… keep going please… feels too good..” she begged, rolling her hips, reaching for her orgasm. “Please…”

“Yes, keep moving like that on my fingers, baby. Just like that. I promise I’ll make you feel so good.” You encouraged her, enjoying the view from behind of your precious girlfriend basically fucking herself on your hand, without looking like she wasn’t even aware of what she was doing. “Good girl…” You complimented her and she started going faster, now keeping herself up with her arms straight, so so close to it, until..

“W-what? Whyy~” she complained when you suddenly stopped and put your fingers out of her pussy, but you didn’t even give her time to continue as you turned her around and pushed her on her back. She didn’t think you were gonna miss her face as you made her come for the first time, right? (Nu-uh)

“Sorry love, but I need to see your pretty face.” You said before shoving your fingers inside her hole again,continuing with your fast pace knowing damn right she was on the edge already. Chaeyoung let a loud moan out, trying to grab the head of the bed as she started moving her hips again. “You look so beautiful like this, my love. So pretty and perfect, my beautiful beautiful girl.”

“Y/n..! I’m close, I’m so close…” she sobbed while looking at you with the cutest eyes and a pout. You cooed her, your other hand now playing with her clit to help her reach her desired climax “oh my god! Yes, baby, please~”

“Come for me, babygirl. Let me see your pretty face as you come.” You whispered next to her ear before leaving wet kisses on her neck, and you could feel your girlfriend holding you as close as possible as she came on your fingers. You couldn’t stop yourself from kissing her deeply, which she corresponded eagerly.

“Oh my god I love you…” she said against your lips as she rode her orgasm “I love you so much… so so much”

“I love you more my love, you’re the most precious part of my life.” You told her before leaving a kiss on her forehead. Chaeyoung could see the sincerity in your eyes, and there in your arms, she swore she had never felt safer or happier than now.

#twice chaeyoung #son chaeyoung #chaeyoung x reader #chaeyoung smut #chaeyoung #chaeyoung x yn #twice chaeyoung imagines #kpop gg #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #twice x reader #twice x y/n #twice x fem reader #loser chaeyoung #loser chaeyoung x reader

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fluffyfluffyscarecrow · 7 months

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Scarecrow, Two Face, Penguin, Mad Hatter, and Mr. Freeze with a Partner who Sleeps With A Plush of Them

Inspired by the Scarecrow and Two Face plushies I sewed.

Scarecrow

You had spent days hand-sewing this plush doll of Jonathan Crane, and though it wasn't perfect, you had put a lot of love into it.

The doll appeared to stare up at you with its button eyes while you held its floppy, huggable body and stroked its soft hair. It was like an exact copy of Jonathan, just smaller. And probably less likely to commit crimes.

Jonathan would be incredibly surprised to see the plush- lots of times when people made artistic interpretations of him they were meant to be terrifying. He had never seen a version of himself this...cuddly. He doesn't mind it, though. In fact, he's quite flattered.

When you tell him about how you cuddle the plush at night he practically melts.

Two Face

You made most of the plush Two Face with soft minky fabric, but decided to add something extra- faux fur on the white side of his hair and dot textured minky for his scars. He was perfect.

The first time you showed it to Harvey, he was speechless. His fingers ran across the soft fabrics you had used to capture him so lovingly, and you might have even seen a tear roll down the unscarred side of his face. Two Face is the one to break the silence, saying "you really want to cuddle me that much?"

When you admit to them you cuddle the plush at night to feel close to them, they immediately wrap you in a massive hug. You hug them back of course, making sure to kiss their scars.

Penguin

Oswald had always been insecure about his appearance, and no matter how much you tried to encourage and support him with words, hugs, everything...it always seemed as if his trauma would make him feel unworthy of you. So you got an idea. You would show him exactly how you saw him, in the form of a cuddly plushie.

You had to modify your pattern quite a bit to make it accurate, but it was worth it. The plush Penguin sat before you with its arms outstretched, just waiting to be held.

You paid extra attention to translating the parts of himself Oswald was insecure about into the plush- intricately sewn hands, a prominent beak-like nose, his cuddly, plump body, and of course his long, soft hair.

You're a bit nervous to show the plush to him as you're not sure how he'll react, so you start kind of awkwardly.

"Uh...I...I really wanted to show you how wonderful you are in my eyes and I...I adore every single part of you, so I made this..."

Oswald doesn't know what to think at first, but he's incredibly touched. He still tries to play it cool, of course.

"I mean, you could always have a life-sized version of me if you want."

Catch him off guard by kissing his nose and wrapping him in a hug.

Mad Hatter

Okay, uh.. You didn't sew this one. You just kinda found a Disney Mad Hatter plushie on Ebay or something and thought it reminded you of Jervis.

(Fun fact, I actually do have this plush and he's very soft!)

Even if you didn't sew it, Jervis freaking loves it. You want to cuddle? With him??? So badly that you got a plushie to hold when he wasn't there to comfort you????

Mr. Freeze

This man is very insecure about how he's unable to cuddle you due to his physical state, so you get an idea.

The plush was honestly kind of hard to make, with all the intricate details of his suit, but it was absolutely worth it. You even added a voice box inside so you could hear his sweet German accent whenever you wanted.

Also you added a small tuft of fluffy fabric for his hair, (ik BTAS doesn't have that but HQTAS does and I freaking love it so it's going here!)

He absolutely cries when you show it to him.

You wrap your arms around him when he does, it stings a bit but it's worth it to see him smile.

For Christmas that year you make him a Nora plushie, with magnets in her hands so she can hold hands with your Mr. Freeze plush.

You better believe he cuddles his Nora plush every day. It's not even close to having his wife back of course, but it does relieve some of the pain to get to hold her again.

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hopeamarsu · 1 year

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The Makeover

Frankie Morales and daughter OC Catalina, or Lina Word count 1k Warnings Minor body insecurities Summary: Catalina gets a makeup kit for Christmas and wants to do a makeover of her dad. Frankie is a willing victim. A/N: I got forwarded this prompt from the lovely @musings-of-a-rose, thank you so so much for giving me a chance to write this! ❤️ I ended up going a little angsty, but fluffy in the end. I hope you and the original requestor enjoy it!

Original request: Frankie: not sure if there is a need for a reader or not but his daughter gets makeup for Christmas and wants to give Frankie a makeover.

“Papa! Sit still! This is the tricky part.”

Frankie had to bite the inside of his cheek to suppress a smile. Since Catalina opened her Christmas surprise from uncles Miller, this was the only thing on her mind. The huge makeup set complete with rows and rows of eyeshadows, blush, something called contour, various lip colors, and more pointy brushes than Lina could count had not left her side and she’d spent every single free moment of her day practicing her skills. On dolls, plushies, her hand, whatever Lina could find her hands on that had a face or skin, she’d put makeup on it.

And it didn’t stop there, not even close. Frankie now knew the names of several Youtube makeup tutorial people such as Rosina, Bri, Nikki, Shab, and Kassie. He could probably recite the entire Harley Quinn makeup tutorial Lina had religiously watched 17 times before he had had to confiscate his phone back. The resulting tantrum had been both hilarious and frightening.

“Papa!” Lina admonished him, her sharp tone and condescending look far too old for a 6-year-old to hold. With her eyes narrowed, she pinned him down and Frankie swallowed the laughter bubbling inside him. He shook off all the remaining expression in his eyes and relaxed his muscles to appear as neutral as he could.

“Sorry, hija. I’ll sit still,” he promised her. She nodded happily, her tongue peeking out from between her lips in concentration as she placed the brush on the side of his nose. Frankie felt growing pride spread in his chest as his daughter moved the brush up and down before dipping it back into the colored square and repeating the motion confidently. The hairs on the brush tickled a little and once more he fought to keep his face neutral and not burst into laughter.

“This will slim your nose,” Lina told him expertly, the brush making a long, sweeping motion on the side of Frankie’s nose. He nodded, earning another glare from his daughter, before answering absentmindedly.

“Well, it could definitely use it.”

Frankie let out a soft chuckle at his own words, but Lina didn’t join him. Instead, silence followed and when he felt the brush drop from his face and Lina’s big brown eyes flashed at him, shining with something, his own eyes widened in response.

“Papa…” She whispered, her voice wavering, her eyes suddenly downcast and shadowed. The brush fell to the floor with a soft clang but neither Morales took notice. “What is it, Lina?” Frankie spoke slowly, watching his daughter with growing worry. What happened, why was his sunny little girl suddenly looking so sad?

“Papa. Do you think my nose needs slimming too?”

The whispered words broke Frankie’s heart and he swept her into his arms, feeling her smaller body tight against his chest. “Mi amor, your nose is perfect. Absolutely perfect. What makes you think you…” He couldn’t finish the sentence, it made him sick. He couldn’t fathom it, couldn’t think he’d ever have to worry about his perfect daughter feeling insecure about any part of her body. He knew the world was cruel but surely no one told a kid in pre-K they needed a nose job? Surely not. And if they did, Frankie knew he could rally all of Lina’s uncles into battle with a single word.

“Mrs. Carlson at the daycare, she says I ha-have a nose like y-yours. And if, if y-you think you need a sl-slim-slimmer nose, do I n-n-need it too? I don’t want to have a nose t-t-too BIG!” The broken voice came out muffled and stuttering, building up to a wail. The wetness Frankie felt at his shirt could only mean one thing and he hated himself a little more as Lina succumbed to her tears.

He had always thought his nose was large, maybe a bit Roman, and crooked. The hits he’d taken during his time on active duty didn’t make it any prettier. He’d always made jokes about it, not thinking twice about what he spoke about his nose. But clearly, he’d gotten too desensitized at mocking himself, he didn’t understand the repercussions around a young child. Never again, Frankie vowed to himself.

He squeezed his daughter a little tighter, banishing the gloom from his voice as he spoke.

“Lina, you have a very pretty nose. It fits your face perfectly and looks nice. It’s not too big, not at all mi amor.”

Frankie dipped his finger under Lina’s chin, lifting the small face up so he could wipe away any tears. His thumb moved on her cheeks, smiling when the tears stopped falling. “My nose is bigger than yours because I have a bigger head. And it looks a little funny because Tio Santi once set it crookedly. But I promise you, as you grow, your nose will grow proportionally with your face and it’ll always look beautiful. No matter the shape or size, you are beautiful, and your nose is too. Eres mi hermosa hija.”

He booped her nose, earning a giggle. The happy sound knitted his heart back together, his worry over Lina slightly lessening. It would never go away completely, but seeing her smile, - no matter how watery and wobbly that smile might be - would always help.

“Now, I believe you promised me a full makeover that would make me look like Quinn Harvey.” He waggled his eyebrows, enjoying the outraged shriek that left her lips when she realized he’d messed up the name. She slapped his chest, laughter bubbling up higher and higher.

“Papa! It’s Harley Quinn, silly! And yes, we need all the reds and all the blues!” Lina jumped off from his arms, her previous worry and sadness already forgotten. She hustled towards her palette, her curls bouncing on her shoulders. As she began sorting through her brushes, her mouth running a mile a minute as she recited the instructions to herself, Frankie settled deeper into his seat with a content sigh.

He already knew he’d look ridiculous and he couldn’t wait. And it made him love his daughter even more.

“Lina?”

“Si, papa?”

“Te quiero mucho.”

The resulting smile lit up the entire living room and it was all he had ever hoped for.

#frankie morales #frankie catfish morales #francisco catfish morales #triple frontier fanfiction #kidfic #frankie morales fanfiction #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal character fanfiction #my writing #hopeamarsu

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riddlerosehearts · 2 years

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vanillacupcakeshipping (larry/katy) headcanons

- katy likes to listen to music while baking, and often she can't resist humming and singing along and larry absolutely loves listening to her!! sometimes she tries to rope him into singing duets with her and he reluctantly joins even though he hates his singing voice.

- whenever larry has to go out shopping he's always keeping an eye out for things katy would like! things like cute little cookie cutters and other kinds of kitchen items (think a cooking timer that looks like a strawberry or a pair of oven mitts with skitty printed on them for example), plushies of her favorite bug type pokemon or her other faves like teddiursa, bath bombs in her favorite scents, and sometimes flowers. she's grateful for every single gift.

- christmas is katy's favorite holiday and she goes all out baking elaborately decorated holiday-themed treats to gift to her loved ones. larry isn't one to get very enthusiastic about the holidays, because for him having to think about gifts and decorations just adds that much more stress to his workload, but her enthusiasm is a bit infectious and every year he looks forward to eating the delicious pastries she bakes for the two of them. he also takes special care to choose out the perfect gift for her, or at least the most perfect gift he can afford on his salary.

- katy has the absolute cutest plush that larry once got her for valentine's day of a shiny ribombee holding a heart that says "i love you" on it. it was difficult to find and a little pricey--teddiursa-themed valentine's gifts are much more common, so they're usually what he gets her, but that year he wanted to get her something a little more unique and knew it was perfect as soon as he saw it.

- okay, listen, i know it's funny to imagine that larry is so extremely normal and boring that he has unbuttered toast and plain oatmeal for breakfast, but canonically he is a foodie. his gym challenge is literally to order a special dish at the restaurant he frequents and when you first speak to him he gives you cooking advice. he loves good food, he adores katy's baking (and katy herself, obviously), and she loves to give him the first try of any dessert she makes and have him sample potential additions to the soapberry patisserie's menu.

- also, he gets very exhausted from all the work he has to do and likes to spend a lot of time a lot of his free time napping, but he does have hobbies! he likes to cook for katy and himself when he has the time and they both love to read and talk about their favorite books. sometimes they just sit and read together.

- he's not really the best cook--he's decent at it, sure, but in true larry fashion, overall his cooking is pretty average. but katy loves eating whatever he cooks, and letting him know she loves it, because he took the time to make it and because it's a chance for them to just sit down and relax together.

- larry is very touch starved and katy is very physically affectionate and can't wait to shower him with love when he comes home from work each day.

- i think at some point after their relationship gets serious katy would probably let larry know she feels sad that they can't spend as much time together as she'd like due to his work hours, and insist that he doesn't need to work so much since she also works as a gym leader and runs a bakery and it's clearly making him miserable. eventually he'd give in and agree to work less and find that he's much happier for it.

- she teaches him how to do latte art!! like with his cooking, he's not amazing at it, but he does enjoy it a lot and loves showing her new designs he figured out how to do. and she genuinely thinks it's really sweet and will send her friends pictures of the simple little hearts or chocolate syrup spirals he put into her coffee, hyping him up like he's actually the most talented latte artist ever.

#okay i wrote these just now while sick at 2 am so i'm sorry if they seem stupid or ooc #but my brain compelled me write them because i just think this ship would be so cute #pokemon #katy #larry #vanillacupcakeshipping #paldea #pokemon scarlet and violet #katy pokemon #larry pokemon

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abednadirsgf · 2 years

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TROBEDISON ROOMATE HCS PLS I WOULD LIKE 2 HEAR!!

YES LETS GO TROBEDISON !!!

midnight icecream together!!! they're all in their pjs (troy and abed got annie a set of pjs for their first christmas/notchristmas/notpresent/hanukkah/holidayday/gift not gift that matched theirs but in purple :)) they eat icecream with sprinkles, with chocolate syrup, with marshmallows, with chopped nuts on top, with multiple flakes, with m&ms - the whole shebang. they might have some inspector spacetime in the background whilst they talk and giggle and make funny faces at each other. they leave the dishes in the sink for later that morning and probably end up sleeping and cuddling together on cushions or on the sofa for the rest of the night.

annie has lots of pillows and bears and plushies etc, a whole collection. so, troy and abed decide to get her a new plush every birthday/not Christmas Christmas holiday day or just when they see one that looks cool and so her whole bed is just filled with different animals or weirdly shaped cushions they found in charity shops or drugstores or furniture stores or ebay or something lol (they make sure they clean them beforehand obviously so they smell of nice lavender fabric conditioner) and annie allows them to name some of them too ;)

Annie listens to Mitski, she a mitski gal like me, and she tends to listen to 'bury me at make out creek' or 'lush' albums when she's sad or feels overwhelmed with emotions or feeling insecure :// so when Troy hears the familiar sound of Francis Forever through her door when he goes to ask if she wants takeout tonight, he knocks on the door before entering and seeing her on her bed with a tear stricken face :( he gives her a big big hug, turns the music off and just holds her and tells her the things that happened in his day, like how he saw a cat with one eye outside the apartment building and tried to feed it the leftover chips he had at lunch but it might have scratched him and the cut on his hand don't look so good and then annie bursts into laughter and slaps troy's chest calling him an idiot and fixes up his hand so it doesn't get infected

abed and annie watch the xfiles together, they go through s1-s9 and even dress up as fox mulder and dana scully respectively for one Halloween!!! they watch the movies together and think up of their own conspiracies about the show or real life government. and it's partially what pushed Annie to pursue forensics and the fbi further and Abed 100% backed her and encouraged her (also got her to promise to give him a special fbi hq tour and may or may not write his own spin off special episode take on Annie working at the fbi hehe and also makes sure she reports back all the tales she has for script inspo) when the latter seasons of 10&11 come out whilst they're apart, they Skype each other and do watch parties and britta might pitch in too.

Abed loves his buttered noodles and Troy loves eating pizza all the time and as much as Annie loves takeout and easy eating, she knows its not healthy to have it all the time (and its expensive!!!) so they have a day of the week (I'm feeling Thursday) when they cook a proper homecooked meal together like lasagna or chili con carne and save leftovers for lunch the next day too. Annie also makes sure they eat some fruit so sometimes when they study she makes them all fruit cups and adds a little bit of sprinkled sugar ontop of strawberries ;)

Troy loves to bake. he loves it. he loves making a mess of flour and sugar and having his friends and family tasting his creations. he learnt a lot from Shirley and makes a realllll good pumpkin pie for thanksgiving every year. he loves making apple crumble bc of the texture and he loves decorating cakes and cupcakes (though he does like drawing dicks with icing and makes jokes whenever someone eats one lol) and although he doesn't celebrate birthdays, he still makes abed and annie a cake and he gets them to decorate it with him so it has a some of the flair of the not birthday person. I feel like baking is one of his love languages and he just loves to feed his family the delicious treats and gets super happy when they like them or bake with him :)))

obviously movie nights!! binging tv show nights!! movie marathons!! popcorn galore!! they all know each others comfort movie/show and just watch and cuddle on the sofa when they need it

pillow and blanket forts <33 they might have little studies sessions in them or troy and abed just go to Annie's room and sit in her bed on the many pillows she has hehe

they just love each other and are always there for each other <3 I love them and they're my fave trio <3

#trobedison #community #abed nadir #troy barnes #annie edison #trobed #asks!!#for: quillsink !!#community headcanons

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hey-its-cweepy · 2 years

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Random oc things no one asked for:

•Cweepy's ink being colorful is a rare genetic mutation, its supposed to be black lol- Cweepy's also a part of the small wrist gang and her hands easily slip out of things

•Cho-Hee still sometimes has nightmares about the dog attack and will be noticeably nervous around dog/wolf-like characters (YES IK WOLVES AND DOGS ARE DIFFERENT but they're similar in some aspects). I also originally wrote him to be more violent and vengeful, but I decided I didnt like that version too well and just made him more soft and squish

•Dallas would rather die than share his more personal interests, which include dressing in women's clothes. In fact, if you look close enough, you'll see him scratch at his uniform and seem to be almost in discomfort

•Salvatore has issues with leaving Vin by himself due to ✨abuse✨

•Vinny is also scared of the dark due to said ✨abuse✨ they both had a shitty home life tbh-

•Momo subconsciously hums to herself while doing things, he also sleeps with a whale shark plushie in their room (they're her favorite animal!)

•Dell has the ability to "possess" android/robot students if they're strong enough, but they don't know that yet (and even if they did, they IN CANON wouldn't). Dell also has notes made of every student they've ever interacted with, every word they've ever said to them and every interest they have

•Faust's dragon form is actually more similar to a wyvern, but I just say dragon bcs its easier lol- He also has a big sweet tooth

•Hextian showers every day so the strong stench doesnt bother other students, if he skipped a day, everyone would definitely notice. You'll sometimes hear him talk about how "The filth follows him" and how he cant help it/its not his fault, but he'll never really provide context for it

•Despite Benibara's grudge with beast-people, complete animals are fine, in fact, she prefers them.

•Kenzo is a fake name, no one knows his real one. He also made his mechanical parts himself!

•Venus used to be chubby as a kid, she's also far sighted

•As much as Marinus would fist-fight his mom, he wouldn't do it to his dad bcs he knows he's gonna be turned past-tense if he did. Marinus is capable of holding a human shape by himself, but prefers potions since they can make it last longer

•Kumo can also purr, meow, trill and chirp (Amos and Kendall can too). Kumo has canonically fought against Marinus, stood a fighting chance, but the fight was stopped by staff

•Some of Aotome's features include things like being able to use her eyes as projectors, turning her arms into weapons, a removable face and head (do you really want to know whats under there?), among other things. Despite her cold nature, she also has a soft spot for children and animals and wouldnt ever lift a hand at them

•Banji will absolutely bite you if you touch his tail.

•Kamïk's girlfriend goes to RSA (Her name is Yoliztli)! They occasionally sneak to each other's schools to visit each other!

•Clover holding her tail when she's scared/sad has been with her ever since childhood, she still does it to this day! Clover also likes people brushing her tail and scratching her ears but would only ever trust Avery and Jolie with it

•Avery doesnt like reading because she prefers to write her own books. Sometimes she might write a character based on students she enjoys

•Jolie sometimes bullies/teases Clover for not being able to handle horror media despite having canonically beat people's asses before. Jolie being an ass is 50/50 depending on if Avery or Clover is present

•Roan doesnt currently remember how they got to twist, but anytime they try to their head and hands start to hurt. Roan also hates his birthday since he got the "This is for Christmas AND your birthday! :D" treatment

•The Accident™️ that traumatized Pepper was genuinely not their fault, but they refuse to believe it. They spend a good chunk of the time in their dorm room unless its absolutely essential to go in-person

•Wolfo taught himself how to cook since he was young bcs no one else would. He prefers people dont do things for him because he feels like he has to return the favor

•Creek's first doll came from Wolfo! He got it for her on one of her earliest birthdays! She's also on the very skinny side but usually wears long sleeves to cover it up (she's lowkey a big fan of wearing frilly stuff though!)

•Coffee, tea or warm drinks in general make Poppet sleepy- Poppet's also a late bloomer! Thats why their horns are very tiny compared to their siblings (Wolfo and Creek)

•Amos' parents are the type to lie to him for his money (they left when he was around 7-8 years old). He looks NOTHING like his parents so his mom would regularly dye his hair to convince his dad to stay, HOWEVER, his hair had a negative reaction to it (His hair is much better now though!).

•Despite Enid looking intimidating so some, she also has a soft spot for kids, animals and shy students, she's basically like a mom friend and always comes prepared with snacks and other things in her bag. She'd also 100% fall for a squeaky toy/ball/frisbee (the Festus twins would too)

•Lorien will sometimes make their own clothes if they see clothes they'd like but are WAY too big to fit them. He's also extremely terrified of cats (including cat people/cat-beast people)

•Jessica has body issues which is why she pays attention to other people's physical appearance the most. She's also the type that considers "traditionally feminine things" (dresses, makeup, jewelery, etc) to be something thats weak

•It is very difficult to make Oceana mad, purely because she can't hold a grudge for more than a day (forgets all about what happened by tomorrow, unless its something more serious). She's also accidently broken countless things due to her giant size, so preferebly DONT trust her with sentimental items that are fragile

•Yoliztli and Kamïk are freaking giants together- but she's still just a smidge shorter than him. Out of both of them, SHE mostly buys things for them

•Jaiden was once shamed of his fear of the dark by someone so bad he just burst into tears at that very minute. He's also allergic to polyester and wears cotton clothes

•Mindel doesnt trust anyone else to make his coffee since he likes it in a very specific way, he doesn't even trust Jaiden with it. He also has asthma

•Frey mostly prefers to plant plants that produce fruits/vegetables over flowers (they still enjoy them though!) Frey also has 23 plants total, all with their own names!

•Sylvester's more chill about his snek form and doesn't really care what others think. He takes a lot of inspo from his older cousin! His cousins designs are upcoming, but they're based on Arbok and Ekans! (Although it'd take a lot of convincing for Arbok OC cousin to join HSA since he's a dropout looking after his MUCH younger brother (Ekans OC))

•Mao is sometimes so quiet they unintentionally sneak up on other students. Mao would be terrified of Santa if its not properly explained-

•Cherokee does have more destructive magic within them, but prefers to not use it since he hates hurting people, also cause he just likes magicians lol

•Shiloh's parents are divorced, he lives with his dad and his girlfriend (dad's girlfriend doesnt like him though and considers him "weird" and even threatened to get rid of some of his stuff). Both of them get very annoyed/mad when Shiloh happens to bring animal friends to their house.

•Midge got shamed out of his monster form since he was bullied in school for it and even his parents think its hideous (neither parents are monsters... I think that says enough-)

•Kendall absolutely loves attention and praise! Also, just cause they prefer to work on cute projects, doesnt mean he cant do others too! Its just preference-

•"Speckles" loves to knot things for people she enjoys! Her ears and tail are also very sensitive, she prefers you not touch them (unless she really trusts you!)

#the chaos gang's all here!#twisted wonderland #twist #twist oc #twisted wonderland oc #twst oc #twisted oc #twst

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saucymalum · 2 years

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Checked Out pt.10

Crystal Leigh x fem!reader

Originally Posted on my Instagram

Summary: It's not easy navigating a friendship with someone you have feelings for. Especially not when that person also happens to be your friend's girlfriend.

I also made a playlist of the songs I listened to while writing this series!

Triple Post Today!

Pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7, pt.8, pt.9

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I wake up to the sound of yelling through the walls. I rub my eyes and squint at the sunlight flowing from the window. Noah opened the curtains like usual. My ears tune back into the yelling and I jump out of bed when he yells mom. I readjust my pajamas that twisted a bit overnight and grab my phone from the nightstand. It lights up when I press the power button and it displays the time. 9 am and she’s already on his case.

I walk into the living room and see Noah setting my Starbucks coffee and the counter yelling into his Bluetooth earbuds. He’s swinging his arms around and his coffee is sloshing in the cup almost spilling at every moment. I grab it out of his hand and his eyes latch onto mine, desperation and sadness pooling in the brown iris’. I slowly set it down and he’s pacing now.

“No, mom, I refuse to go home- yeah. That’s what I said….from the way you reacted last time you're lucky I’m still answering your goddamn calls! No. No. Screaming at me because I came out to you isn’t a way to act surprised. Stop trying to gaslight me. I'm not 10- I am not disrespecting you!“ He rubs his eyes and I can see the tears pool in his eyes

I stand helplessly trying to figure out how to help in the middle of the apartment. I get an idea and run into my room and grab Bean, my beloved seal plushie I always cuddle when I’m stressed. It’s not much but it’s all I’ve got. I rush back into the living and see Noah sitting hunched on the couch, his earbuds still in. I sit in the armchair and hand him the plush. He takes it immediately and holds it into his chest.

He speaks again, his voice horse like he’s holding back tears, “I’m not going, mom- yeah I’m not. I don’t care. I’ll call grandpa but you’d better thank yourself when people ask why I’m not home for Thanksgiving. If you call me again and spew this bullshit at me I’m blocking you.”

Noah winces and I can hear her scream from the earbuds before he pulls his phone out of his pocket and hangs up. I really hope for her sake she doesn’t try calling me, I’ll rip her head off through the phone. It’s so mindboggling how she still feels entitled to his time after almost fucking disowning him. Telling him to not tell anyone who he really is because “What will people think of me, having a gay son.” Noah cried into my shoulder for a week after he got home. Weeks of him pissed, throwing glass at the wall crying until we got too many noise complaints.

Weeks before his grandpa finally called him. Telling him that he was loved, that he was cherished. That even though the others didnt accept him, his grandpa did. And for a while, it helped, and put a band-aid over the hole in his heart.

Until Christmas. Noah and I had Christmas in our apartment that year. Even bittersweet it was nice. Just us and friends who didn’t go home either. Hot cocoa and shitty but, let's admit it, addictive Hallmark Christmas movies.

All to be thrown back to square one in ten minutes. Noah sits on the couch hunched over with his face in his hands. His breathing gets more and more ragged before the sobs start. He clutches onto Bean and I slowly take his earbuds out and place them on the counter. I sit next to him and pull him into my side and he sobs onto my shoulder.

My heart breaks for him all over again. For him to have to rebuild once again because of his family's selfish prejudice. I try to calm him down but his breath just keeps getting heavier. I sit and hold him for an hour when my phone rings. I try to ignore it until it goes quiet but the person calls again. I go to decline Crystal's call but Noah stops me.

Tears in his eyes he says, “Don’t be dumb again.”

I go to refuse but he takes the phone and answers it before shoving it in my hands. He rests his head back on my shoulder. He tries to stay quiet but his breathing and hiccups are still very present.

I stutter to put it to my ear but give in quickly, “Hey, I’m pretty busy right now. Can I call you back?”

I guess that throws her off because she stutters back.

“O-oh um yea sure just. I’m sorry for calling you last night. I tend to do and say stupid shit drunk.”

I wrap my arm around Noah's shoulder, rubbing gently trying to show support in this awkward situation he put me in, “Oh no don’t worry about it. I kinda figured you didn’t really mean what you said a-anyway.”

Noah stares off into space and I can tell he's replaying the call over and over when the tears start spilling. I fucking panic. I look at the phone and Noah before ultimately deciding Noah’s more important than my weird crush/new friend.

I faintly hear Crystal through the phone, “Are you ok?” she asks

“I-I gotta go I’ll call you back.” and I hang up.

I return my full attention back to Noah and hold his shoulders, trying to stabilize him. The tears slowly cloud his vision and he blinks them away and sniffs.

"Hey, hey, take a deep breath ok? I don't want to hyperventilate." I let out a strained chuckle and he smiles for a second.

He follows my slow breaths and he's back to level breathing. He stands up quickly and stares pacing a hole into the floor.

"I just fucking hate how she thinks she has ANY authority over me. I'm a fucking adult, I live on my own, sorta, I have a job, I have a savings account! I just-" his paces slow and his fingers ball into a fist.

"Do-do other people see me like she does? Am I really that bad? I can't be that bad. Am I that bad?"

I rush to my feet and walk over to him, "God, no. Noah, you're amazing. You're the best friend I could ever ask for, you're an awesome roommate! Except for those times we had to throw away a pan or two."

"How about this, we can drink some coffee, you can vent all you want, and then we can call gramps?"

Noah sniffles and my heart sinks, "Can-can I just cry for a bit?"

"Of course, bub. Do you wanna be alone?"

"God, no. Mrs. Patterson would hate me if I end up ruining more dishes. Can we just sit and not talk?" I nod and we lay down on the couch and eventually the dam breaks again. I hold him tightly and rub his back as my shirt slowly gets wetter.

The door almost slams open and Noah and I startle. Noah almost falls off the couch but in using me to stabilize himself he pulls me to the floor.

I hear my name get called and I groan in reply, sitting up slowly and rubbing my back.

I see Crystal's face pop up over the top of the couch, "Holy shit are you ok?"

Looking at her confused, I slowly rise to my feet and pull Noah up from the couch. I look back to Crystal but my eyes catch on Levi as well.

"We're fine, please leave," I say and Noah tries to pull me somewhere I don't pay enough attention to know.

"What? No, we need to talk about this Y/N! You can't keep avoiding me!" Crystal trying to follow us but I stop Noah briefly.

"This isn't about you Crystal! This isn't about you, or me, or our friendship. Right now I have to take care of my friend. So either make yourselves useful and make some hot chocolate or leave!"

She stands in the hallway shocked as I guide Noah into the bedroom but he decides to pace once again. I sigh and sit in his desk chair watching.

"Noah, come on, you're gonna burn a hole in the floor if you keep pacing. Please, just talk to me. I want to help."

Noah stops pacing and his blazing eyes snap to me. "That's the thing Y/N! You can't help! You can't just put a bandaid on this. You can't fix this with hot chocolate and hugs! Stop fucking acting like you know what I'm feeling!"

I feel my blood start to boil and I try to calm myself but the words spill past my lips before I can stop them.

"Hey! I know you're hurt but don't take it out on me. We are a team, I'm here to help. Just…tell me how."

Crystal opens the door with two mugs full of hot chocolate and senses the mood shift, "Is everything alright in here? What's going on?"

I sigh and rub my hand down my face. "Yeah, everything's fine, don't worry about it."

She sets the mugs down on the desk dodging the law textbooks, "N-no if something’s wrong I wanna help. I mean you guys helped me can't I return the favor?"

"Just drop it, Crystal, this is none of your business." Noah snaps from behind me.

Something in me briefly wanted to strangle him at that moment. Crystal curls into herself a bit and I turn to Noah.

"That is enough! You can yell at me all you want but Crystal has done nothing but be nice and care about you! I know it hurts but that gives you-"

"Just because you have a stupid fucking crush on Crystal doesn't mean you know what I'm feeling!" My heart stops but he keeps talking, "You never came out to your family, Y/N. You haven’t been fucking disowned by your own mother and harassed by your aunts on Facebook- FUCK just leave me alone!"

He turns away from me and I stand frozen for a few seconds before my vocal cords recover from the paralysis.

"Noah," I whisper.

"I said just leave me alone!" He turns to look at me and sees Crystal and my face.

"Noah," I repeat.

Finally, it sinks in what he said and all his anger drains from his face. I don't have the courage to look her in the eye so I stare at the ground as I race past Crystal out the bedroom door. I hide in my bedroom next door to him and lock the door.

Noah chases after me, banging on the door but I'm already sinking to the floor. Not only did he probably just out me, but he told my friend's girlfriend I had feelings for her.

Noah continues at the door but his voice muffled in my head as tears flood my eyes.

I sob in the middle of my bedroom floor. God, I wish I had Bean right now.

Crystal's voice replaces Noah's and I hold my breath to hear her.

"Y/N? Please come out and talk to us. I-I'm not mad, ok? I still care about you and I would still love to have you as my frie-my friend."

I sniffle and wipe my tears, trying to steal myself. My hand touches the doorknob and I crumble a bit but I pull it back together and open the door.

My eyes lock onto Crystal's beautiful blue eyes and she smiles at me. I almost want to punch myself after everything for how it makes my heart flip.

Noah interrupts whatever that was and tackles me into a hug. I latch onto him and hold him tight as he repeats whispered apologies in my ear.

Levi walks over casually eating an apple from our fruit basket, "What's going on?"

I'm gonna strangle him.

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nymphinia · 2 years

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hi!!!! who are your favorite plushies you've had and how long have you had those ones? :D

o and you can show pictures too!!

AAAAA IVE BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO ASK >:3c

First two (that are the oldest) are my webkinz love puppy named Sparkle Princess and my very first Mew plushie💖 Ive had them since I was between 5-6 years old? This mew is actually the reason its been my favorite pokemon for a very long time LOL.

3rd is my giant piplup Ive had since christmas 2007 (or 2008? Not sure) He just simply holds a special place in my heart since I used to (and still do tbh) obsess over Piplup and hes super huggable:)

And 4th, keeping up with pokemon is one of my galarian ponyta plushies!!! I have a whole collection of them and a rapidash since they have been the literal pokemon of my dreams (and rapidash has actually taken mew's spot as my fave, but mew is still special💜) This specific one here I sleep with her every night shes the perfect snuggle buddy, I got her sometime in 2020 and is very much my current favorite!

5th, I dont have a name for this unicorn but theyre so big and so cool and my brother got them for me for my 20th birthday and it just makes me very happy to own a very big plush even for me (Im 5'8/172cm)

Then 6th this little red panda is named Jet, he was a present from one of my best friends when we were in high school after I was hospitalized, he was special to my friend but my friend gifted him to me since he felt I needed him more at the time, and nowadays hes just a symbol of our friendship💖 (Also an excellent snuggle buddy)

7th is another more recent plushie, Piglette! This one was very pricey since it was made by an independent russian artist but Ive been obsessed with these sweet bunnies and this specific one has remained my favorite one and I feel very lucky I was able to get her🥰 One of my first purchases moving out of my parents too lolol

Aaaaand lastly, this is a bit more general (and not all of them) but my cinnamoroll plushies!! Cinna is my favorite sanrio character and just the sight of him makes me happy, so its hard to pick a favorite

#ask #this is lengthy but i was so excited to see this in my inbox

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dcviated · 1 year

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@remunporium sent: Shortly after a morning Christmas celebration with Raguna, with plenty of emphasis on Sirin wanting to visit Mizuki before the morning's over, Sirin uses her powers to -- instead of teleporting directly inside the girl's home, appear just in front of her apartment carrying two neatly wrapped boxes (she had Raguna's help with this one, thanks Home Depot).

Knock knock! Your friend is here Mizuki. And she's ready to greet you the second you open the door.

" Mizuki! Merry Christmas! " said she, beaming and glowing after a particularly happy morning. She had a feeling that the other's morning would have started off fairly differently, and so she wanted to get here as soon as possible so that she wouldn't feel so lonely before the day's festivities start proper.

" This one was kinda hard to do, but I think you'll like what I got you. " Two things in particular! The first is one that she got as an idea during their shopping spree. A brand new Nerf gun in a submachine gun style, capable of shooting upwards of multiple darts a second.

The second box's deceptive size betrays the gift inside. An absolutely massive Adorabbit plushie, one that isn't like anything Mizuki has in her current collection, stuffed inside the box and then practically expanding to nearly double or triple its size when it was revealed. Sirin likely used her powers to conceal the true size of the toy -- there was no chance something like that would have ever fit in a box that size.

The door opens into the hall, and Mizuki looks more than happy to see her friend on the other side of it. It's been an emotional year for them both, hasn't it? To say they bonded would be an understatement. To say things were easy would be a lie. To say it was over... well, life had a way of keeping on going. Mizuki wasn't going to hold her breath and simply try to take every moment she could while things were still a vague sense of normal.

Unfortunately or not, normal meant a few other things too. Like Date being inside the room and still working with the bizarre gift Mizuki had given him.

"Who is it?"

"It's Sirin! She brought some presents. Hey. I thought you were going to be with Raguna for a bit longer. Did you wanna come in?" A rhetorical question. It's cold out and neither of them wanted to deal with that if there was the option. "Just get inside. Date's harmless and if he tries anything I'll throw him out the window." She adds with a laugh, to which her guardian simply retorts with how she'd get grounded.

"So what'd you bring! I got your gift over here too, so you can open it at the same time. Duh I got you something." And what would it be inside Sirin's box? A model figure of Shadow the Hedgehog of course. How cool is that? You can even push a button on the plate and it lights up. No voice box though. She'll have to add in the catchphrases herself.

The glimmer in Mizuki's eyes when she sees the nerf gun is something to be witnessed. A broad smile and devious glance towards Date who couldn't see what the two girls were up to from his position.

"Well? What's that face for? What did you get?"

"Uh. Card stuff. You wouldn't get it.... thanks, Sirin. I know this is gonna be great."

'Aiba?' [It appears to be a toy gun.] 'Oh goddamnit.' Alas, even if Mizuki tried to hide it, her guardian's AI companion was able to scan past her and identify the nature of the gift. She doesn't however, seem able to discern what was in the larger box.

"And in here..." Mizuki opens the second box, which greets her with those hauting eyes of Adorabbit. Then the big floppy ears. Then the head. Wait, what's going on? "Whoa! It's... it's getting bigger! Wow!" Like something from a cartoon the plush expands and gets to the point it looks more like something someone could use as a beanbag rather than a plushy.

"Where did you get this, Sirin?! It's bigger than I am! Whoaa." She flops against it, sinking into the fluff almost immediately with a giggle. "I loooove it. <3"

#remunporium #remunporium :: sirin #muse :: mizuki #inbox :: answered ic #they both win this crimmas

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kechiwrites · 3 years

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katsuki, izuku, and shouto as types of doting dads

🌿 gender neutral!reader

🌿 sfw drabbles, lots of domestic fluff under the cut,

🌿 warning: bakugo swearing, of course

🌿 w.c: 1.2k (approx. 400 each)

🌿 a/n: thank u to my angel @mindninjax for naming katsu’s tiktok. sorry about the formatting, tumblr hates me.

katsuki

Bakugo’s kids are not spoiled, fuck you for even insinuating it.

Bakugo’s kids get what they need.

And what they need is a four tier bento box, every school day.

Insulated, of course, because “they aren’t fucking animals.”

And what starts as Bakugo just being a very attentive father, grows into you recording him coming home from his early morning run and grumbling while he puts on the frilly, lemon yellow apron your kids got him for Christmas two years ago, which grows into him carefully arranging a camera setup over your kitchen countertops, “because you’re the shittiest director alive, dumbass.” Which leads to the tiktok account dine-amight, where Bakugo uploads his intermediate-level character bentos, full to bursting with perfectly seasoned rice balls shaped like All Might and Hello Kitty, star and moon shaped fruits and veggies and occasionally, when your kids beg for them, Bakugo’s famous rainbow mini pancakes.

And of course a pro-hero with a reputation like Bakugo doing anything domestic is worth coverage and acclaim, blowing the account’s followers into the hundreds of thousands in a week.

In fact, people are shocked that Bakugo can even find the time. But he’d do anything for your kids, do anything to see them bring home empty bentos, bragging about all the kids drooling over their lunches that day. Anything to watch their missing tooth smiles when he asks how they were.

And if that means a couple of extra grocery trips at the end of the week and really early morning runs and gentle kisses on your forehead while you mutter and shift in your sleep before he starts the rice cooker, then so be it.

“Katsuki, they are not going to eat caviar. They do not need caviar.” Honestly, you were less surprised he was dropping it in the cart and more surprised your local supermarket even carried it in the first place.

“They’ll eat whatever the fuck I give them.” He bites, pushing the cart just shy of too fast through the aisle, head swivelling back and forth for god knows what else. An elderly woman casts your husband a dirty look as he just barely swings the metal buggy to avoid her, to which Katsuki helpfully spits “Keep it movin’, hag!”

“They’re 10!”

“Doesn’t mean they need to choke down dry ass chicken nuggets and grape juice all day.”

izuku

Birthday party dad, the absolute worst party dad. Thousands of dollars on his kids’ birthday parties. Princess parties, pirate parties, any theme your kids can gurgle about liking and Deku has pulled out his tablet and is putting a pinterest board together before you can remind him that the twins’ birthday was two months ago.

“We can get an early start on next year. What’ll you think it’ll cost to turn the pool into an ice rink?”

“My sanity.”

“Don’t be dramatic.”

Gets almost ridiculously bitter when the family across the street throws an All Might themed party when he knows, he fucking knows, they overheard him talking about throwing one for the boys months ago, But he is not changing his plan. Naw naw naw, your kids are gonna get their All Might party, they’re getting the All Might Party. Every single attendee is getting a vintage, tin All Might lunchbox stuffed to bursting with All Might merch; toys, branded candy only released in Sweden, keychains, those little retro bubble charms, anything he can cram in there. The yellow, red and blue bouncy castle he rented rivals the size of your house. And then, because there is not a soul on the planet pettier than your husband, he forces every pro hero he’s ever known to get in costume and take photos with the kids. He makes the one with the twins your yearly christmas card, then hand delivers it to the family across the street.

In October.

You bake apology pies for weeks.

“You know this is ridiculous right? Deku, she’s 2” you stress the number, pinching the bridge of your nose. “She isn't going to remember any of this.”

“I'm not listening, I didn't hear that, I am busy putting little princesses on cupcakes, a task you said you would help me with.” He’s grinning when he turns to you, and when you hold out your hand, he places a piping bag full of baby pink frosting in your open palm.

Together you hunch over the kitchen island to ice and decorate twenty-four strawberry vanilla cupcakes, nudging and snickering at each other’s lopsided princess figures until the two of you are smearing icing on skin and tossing edible glitter into hair.

shouto

You know those “girl dads”? That’s Shouto. He takes her everywhere, takes pictures of everything that little girl does. School plays, holidays, playdates, you name it and there’s a dedicated, timestamped album that Shouto is begging to show every visitor, mailman and coworker.

He prints them out, and maintains an instagram account filled with his favourite daddy-daughter moments, updated. daily.

Nevermind that he hasn’t used his own personal account in 9 years.

His favourite thing is buying and wearing matching outfits, carrying her in one arm. “Yes, I know she can walk, she’s very talented, she can do anything. She just likes to be as tall as daddy is.”

Whenever he picks her up from school, your husband slides her sweet little coat on and gently secures her into her car seat, right where he can see her when he looks in the rearview mirror. Then, Shouto drives your daughter wherever she wants to go.

Wherever.

If it’s the zoo, they’re going, and they’re coming back with a gigantic, stuffed red panda to add to her own (not so little) plushie zoo at home. If it’s Starbucks, she comes toddling through the front door holding a VENTI, frozen hot chocolate frappuccino (no coffee, of course) and a brownie. Shouto asks them to make it special, he would never let her handle anything too hot.

“Shouto, stop. You’re gonna rot her teeth, she can’t even finish that.” Which is totally true, the cup’s as big as your daughter’s head. Not that she seems to mind, the way she hefts it up for you to see from the entryway while Shouto undoes her glittery blue shoelaces.

“I’ll finish the rest.” He shrugs, picking her up and plopping her down on the living room couch next to you, pressing a light kiss to the top of your head before shuffling off to hang up their identical winter coats.

He doesn’t even like chocolate.

“Why would she need a iPad?” You grab Shouto by his shoulders and make him look at you.

“For…school.” His voice is quiet and subdued and you almost feel bad...before you remember your husband is clutching an $800 tablet he intends to give your 6 year old kid to his chest in the middle of an electronics store.

“Baby...she’s in elementary school…They aren’t even using calculators yet.” You try to pry the package out of his grip, steadfastly ignoring the gentle downturn of Shouto’s mouth at the development.

“She’s very advanced for her age.” The frown is a full on pout by now and you shut it down as quick as you can.

“No. Uh uh. Put that bottom lip back in. Then put the tablet back.”

It’s wrapped in shiny purple paper by December 19th.

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miekasa · 3 years

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pls do dad!armin hc I’M BEGGING YOU <3

Fine. FINE. Just this once... since it’s father’s day or whatever but this is the last one I swear 🙄🙄

He was very nervous to find out you were having a kid, but it turns out all of that was for nothing because he’s pretty good with them.

Still, Armin wouldn’t want too many kids—he would love all the ones you guys do have, but he doesn’t want a family as large as Jean’s or anything.

So you have one daughter and she is the center of his entire world. Nevermind the fact that even as an infant she clearly is a mommy’s girl, Armin still loves her with his whole heart, he’d give up anything for her.

She’s a pretty quiet kid, even as a baby. Not a lot of screaming or crying or kicking or whining—just a lot of sleeping. She’s almost scarily quiet... to the point where a few weeks after taking her home, Armin took her right back to the hospital because he was worried something might have been wrong with her hearing

A valid concern, but you admit it was a little funny seeing him fuss around and essentially try to cause a crying fit. Most other parents would kill to have a kid this quiet, and here was Armin snapping in your baby girls face trying to startle her.

Turns out nothing was wrong, the doctors (several, Armin wanted to be sure) assured you that her hearing was fine; she’s just a tired little bundle of joy. It’s gives Armin a lot of relief to know she’s perfectly healthy, but it does freak him out a little when he picks her up and she falls asleep within the next two minutes.

She does not get Armin’s blonde hair and he’s not upset about it. He’s not, really. Ask him, he’s perfectly fine with it. Not even a little bothered because he knows blonde is recessive. He gets it. Totally. Not bitter.

Truthfully, she looks... almost nothing like him at all, she’s all you, save for the shape of Armin’s eyes and his button nose; but just about everything else she gets from her mom. At first glance, you wouldn’t even be able to tell she was Armin’s kid.

Do you know how exhausted and bitter he is when he picks her up from school or whatever after school activities she has and they ask him for ID every single time 😭😭

She acts like him though, and as she gets older, it’s apparent she’s got his mind and curiosity and quite frankly, his ability to manipulate the two of you into getting her just about anything she wants.

Armin loves hanging out with her as she gets older, and he’s a pro with homework help, though she turns out to not need much help. She just pretends to because she likes spending time with Armin and counting dinosaurs with him.

Matching family pajamas for every holiday occasion: Christmas, Easter, New Year’s, St. Patrick’s day, hell even your birthdays. You all have matching pajamas and Armin loves it.

When she’s a baby, one of the first things Armin buys for her is a little plushy/stuffed animal, and you better believe it stays by her side through thick and thin. She’s very careful with it, even at five years old—she would never take it anywhere where it could potentially get dirty, and she keeps it in tip top shape. It’s her most prized possession.

At around that age for father’s day, she gets Armin a miniature/keychain version of the same plushy and he literally cries himself to sleep thinking about it it’s the cutest thing anybody has ever done for him. He wears it around with pride, happily telling people the lore of tiny stuffed animal hanging from his keys whenever they point it out.

Around that age is also when Armin realizes that maybe... maybe one more kid wouldn’t be too terrible. He grew up and only child and, yeah, he had Eren and Mikasa, but he always did wish he had a sibling...

You saw how your daughter turned out, so you don’t know why Armin is still sighs deeply when your son comes along and he also looks nothing like him 😭😭

He’s almost tempted to keep having kids until one of them at least resembles him a little bit. According to punnet squares if you had four at least one of them should look something like him right...

Unlike your daughter, your son cries for everything, and honestly, his older sister is the only one who can calm him down; virtually nothing you or Armin do can quiet him, but when his sister holds him, all is well in his world.

Armin feels kinda guilty using her as a baby-quieting machine but what else can you two do. Sometimes she just walks into your room while you and Armin are (unsuccessfully) trying to calm the crying baby, and she just sighs. Hops up on the bed, sits criss-cross in between you and Armin, and pokes her little brother’s cheek, “You’re being a crybaby.” And like magic, he starts to settle down.

(“This is probably not what they meant by gifted kid, but I swear she has a gift.”)

When that doesn’t happen tho, or the crying fit happens in the middle of the night, you can usually wake up to Armin curled up inside the baby’s crib, with your son on his chest, and Armin’s hands holding him close.

Armin spends a lot of time picking out their baby/booster seats and is 100% looking up and comparing the reliability of different brands. That goes for most things tho, from strollers to bibs, he’s done a thorough check on everything.

Obviously loves beach days with the kids, even if all your son can do is sit and splash his little baby hands around. Armin thinks it’s precious and he loves holding him up and dipping his little feet into the water.

His favorite thing tho is lining everyone up to leave footprints in the sand. He always takes a picture and keeps it as his homescreen.

Mikasa is the more trusted babysitter, but whether you two like or not, Eren is the favorite. There’s just something about him the kids like. Eren doesn’t have the same talent as your daughter, but even he can quiet down the crying toddler quicker than you can. (“They just recognize greatness.” “It’s just because you’re tall and your hand is big, shutup Eren.”)

They also really like Sasha, especially your daughter, and she very loudly proclaims that Mikasa and Sasha are her role models.

Blushes very easily whenever his kids poke at or kiss his cheeks. The one picture you have him and your daughter on Armin’s birthday with her hands around his neck giving him a kiss as he blows out his candles is one of his favorites.

He tries to become a better cook, but it doesn’t work out, so he leaves that you. What he does get good at is bath time and doing hair. Braids, twists, ponytails, headbands, bows, the whole show, he becomes a pro.

He’s a fucking wreck when you send them off to school/daycare for the first time. He made fun of Eren for not being able to make it through one work day after his paternity leave was up, but Armin is hardly any better. He doesn’t end up staying at home like Eren, but it is a big adjustment for him, and he can’t say he enjoys leaving them at all.

When your daughter learns how to read, it’s her that reads bedtime stories to him. And Armin sits there and listens like she’s the greatest storyteller in the world and always applauds her for her reading skills.

For whatever reason, one of the few things your son likes to fall asleep to is the sound of Armin typing on his computer, so he beings to use it to his advantage; he saves just a bit of work to do from home in the evenings, and conveniently does it all right before bedtime.

Speaking of which everyone, yourself included, gets a little kiss on the forehead before bed. Two on your birthdays.

#anonymous #anyways...........#armin x reader #aot x reader

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ordinaryschmuck · 3 years

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Drabble suggestion: amity goes to luz’s house in the human world and Luz shows her her room and amity sees luz’s stuff animals that were on her bed in yl and Luz explains their names and stuff to them and like tells her about them

Memories and Plushies

Luz frantically zoomed around her room with a vacuum, sucking up every little bit of crump she could find.

"I'll admit, I didn't expect you to be so tidy," Vee said from the top bunk, watching her sister work, "Not after seeing the mess here you left for me to take care of."

"I'm normally not," Luz confessed, "But that's because I've never had a girlfriend coming over before. Amity already saw the mess in my room at the Owl House. Can't let her think I'm that much of a slob here."

"I feel like it might be worse that you're more of a slob in a stranger's house than you are in your own home."

Luz opened her mouth to retaliate, but the sound of the doorbell ringing cut her off.

"Oh, my gosh, that's her!" she ran to the mirror, doing some checkups. "How do I look?!"

"Like you always do," Vee rolled her eyes, "You should probably go open the door instead of leaving her waiting like this."

"You're...RIGHT! What am I thinking?!" Luz then bolted out of her room, zoomed down the stairs, and came to a screeching halt at the front door.

"Ok, don't freak out," she whispered to herself. Opening the door, Luz smiled brightly at Amity, who looked nervous as she smiled back.

"Hey, Luz," the witch waved.

"Hi, Amity!" Luz stepped aside and let her girlfriend in, "Welcome to my humble abode. Hope you're not disappointed."

"Well, I've been inside for ten seconds, and I already see a picture of you as a baby. So I say that I'm satisfied."

Luz curiously looked to where Amity was pointing and felt her blood run cold at the picture of a three-year-old Luz having a bubble bath. Instantly, she ran over and flipped it around.

"Ha! That's, uh...that's not for your eyes. Now, um, how about we head up to my room?"

Amity's signature flush grew upon her face.

"You're room? Now? Just the two of us?"

"Actually, Vee's there too. According to my mom, while she trusts me to not do something PG-13, she'd still feel better to have someone keeping an eye on us while she's at work. Vee'll do because it turns out she's older than me by, like, a month."

"Oh, good," Amity breathed a sigh of relief, "Because, um...that seems like too much for me."

"I don't know why," Luz took Amity's hand and led her upstairs. "I mean, you've been in my room a bunch of times at the Owl House."

"I know. But something about being in you're real bedroom, the room you basically grew up in, it...it seems different, I guess."

"Well, I hope it's easy to get through. Because..." Luz presented her bedroom, "Here it is!"

"Oh, wow. It is actually...just about as I would expect it to be," Amity said with a grin.

"Really?"

"Right down to the cute pile of stuffed animals. Although, I would not have predicted the bunk bed. Or the basilisk laying on the top bunk, for that matter."

"Hi," Vee waved in her basilisk form. "Sorry for the appearance. I just thought that this would look less weird than a copy of your girlfriend."

"It does, actually," Amity admitted as she strolled inside, looking at her surroundings.

"You're not disappointed, are you?" Luz asked with a twiddle of her thumbs. Amity chuckled at the apparent nervousness.

"Far from it," she sat down at the bed, waiting as Luz soon followed. "So...what do we do now?"

"Mom said no making out," Vee warned, to which Luz punched the top bunk in response.

"We can do whatever we want," Luz smiled at her girlfriend, "Aside from making out. Mom was very clear about that."

"I bet," Amity picked up a stuffed rabbit with a scarf. "This guy's cute. Does he have a name?"

"Uh, yeah, he has a name," Luz said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "They all do. Wanna hear them?"

"Sure."

"Well, this little guy is Flopsy," Luz took the rabbit, "Because what else are you going to call a rabbit."

She then picked up the stuffed cow with a missing button eye.

"This is Killer. She got that name because her one eye makes her look cool."

"Why does she only have one eye?" Amity asked.

"It was always missing since my dad bought it for me at a garage sale. In fact, all of these came from him in one way or another."

Luz picked up an orange ghost-looking plush with a blue nose and then a plush jack o'lantern.

"Both of these came from two different fairs," she explained, holding up the ghost first. "Dad won me Danella from the Fourth of July fair when I was eight and bought be Jacko here when I was five, and he took me to a Halloween festival."

Luz then set them aside and picked up the stuffed turtle and snake.

"And when I wanted pets, but Mom didn't think I was ready, Dad bought be Terrance and Ophelia for my sixth birthday party. But it's Jorge that I really appreciate."

Luz picked up the big, white plushy with a greenish-blue face.

"It was the last gift he gave me before leaving. It wasn't for a birthday or even Christmas. He just said that he saw it, thought of me, and bought it because of that."

Amity took notice of the sad look on Luz's face and frowned.

"I don't think I have ever heard you talk about your dad before," the witch said, grabbing her human's hand into her own. Luz smiled at the contact, but it was noticeably lacking in its usual optimism.

"I, um...I don't like to think about it much. The fun times we had are always nice to think about, but it's not too long until they make me feel...I don't know what they make me feel, but I definitely don't like it."

"He sounds like a great man, though."

"He really was...But, sometimes, when I sleep at night with all of these stuffed animals he bought me...I guess...I guess it makes me feel like he's still here."

Luz went to wipe a tear, feeling Amity use a thumb to brush a comforting pattern over her knuckles. It was a peaceful moment between them...ruined by Vee sticking out from the top bunk.

"So that's why Mom looked so flabbergasted at me suggesting I should sell them," she said with a face full of regret, shocking Luz to her core.

"You were going to sell my BABIES!?"

"I didn't know they meant so much to you! Which is why when Camila looked at me that way, I just told her I was joking and put them in the closet. It still got me a weird look, but--"

"YOU PUT MY BABIES IN THE COLD DARK CLOSET!?"

"I'm sorry, ok! What can I do to make it up to you?"

Luz opened her mouth to protest further, but an idea popped into her head.

An idea that made a faint blush glow on her cheeks.

"You could...give Amity and me five minutes together," she suggested, "Alone. Without telling Mom."

Amity blushed as well, looking between both sisters with bated breath.

"..." Vee sighed, climbing down to the floor. "Fine. But only five minutes."

"Deal!" Luz and Amity exclaimed in unison, making both of their blushes grow darker. Vee only rolled her eyes and slithered out the room, shutting the door behind her.

Briefly, Luz and Amity just sat in silence, fiddling with their own fingers and looking anywhere but each other. When they eventually made eye contact, they both grinned excitedly at one another.

Amity was the first to lean in.

"Wait!" Luz protested. As quickly as she could, she then rotated her stuffed animals so that they would all look away from them. "Ok, now we can go."

Amity chuckled at her girlfriend's behavior, leaning in again to make the most of their five minutes.

#the owl house #luz noceda #toh vee #amity blight #lumity #lumity is canon #luz and vee are sisters #the hiatus of drabbles

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twinklelilstarkey · 4 years

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could you do a dad!rafe imagine where it’s their baby’s first xmas and maybe uncle!jj is there too and the baby gets excited to open presents and stuff 🥺

Christmas Morning - Dad!Rafe Cameron

Words: 1.4k+

Type: Fluff

Warnings: None, this is just pure cuteness overload.

DO NOT REPOST, REWRITE OR TRANSLATE ANY OF MY WORK!

(Idk who this gif belongs to, sry)

It’s Christmas morning and everyone is super excited, mostly the kids (at least from the conversations that you all had last night). The parents are honestly just excited to see the kids open the presents they’ve been threading to open since the beginning of the shopping.

Rafe is the first one to wake up (between you two), but only because he has to use the bathroom. And right as he walks out from the room to check on the kids, he hears giggling in the hallway.

Rafe walks out to find Y/D/N, one of his friends’ kids and Topper’s kid sitting down on the ground, playing with some toys.

It’s 9 am, why are these kids already so awake?

When noticing the eyes on them, all the kids look up but only Y/D/N smiled up at Rafe. The other ones widened their eyes as if they had been caught stealing.

Y/D/N stands in her feet and runs her way to her dad happily waving her arms in the air while letting some fit of giggles escape her mouth. Rafe smiles and picks her up.

The toddler giggles into her dad’s naked chest as he starts kissing her cheek and top of the head and a smile spreads over his lips when listening to her.

“Who got you so excited today, uhm?” He asks in a whisper.

The girl doesn’t answer, just snuggles her face into Rafe’s neck as if to hide from the cold air. Rafe decides to close the door of the bedroom just to let you sleep for some more time and walks over to the kitchen.

“How the hell are you not cold?” Topper asks Rafe as soon as he sees him.

“I, honestly, don’t know” Rafe answers.

For some reason, this night was probably the coldest of all winter and that affected everyone’s ‘staying up late’ plans. The kids are all dressed in their warmest pajamas, but that still wasn’t enough since they’re all clinging to every adult human in the household.

“Were you the one that woke them up?” Rafe asks as Topper serves two mugs of coffee.

“No, they were the one that woke me up” Topper answers with a chuckle, “They were having a toddler meeting at the door of my bedroom”

Rafe laughs at him and Y/D/N lifts her head from Rafe’s chest when feeling his chest move as he laughed. She looks up at him and smiles a bit before snuggling back into the warmth.

“Thank you” Rafe tells Topper as he gives him the mug, “Is anyone else awake?”

“Uhm... I think JJ is taking a shower, and Sarah was on her laptop in the living room when I walked past there” He explains and Rafe nods.

Rafe brings the mug to his lips, tasting the strong coffee and the smell catches the attention of the toddler. Y/D/N’s small fingers grasp into the mug and Rafe brings it down so she can see.

The small girl stares at the dark liquid with a scowl and her nostrils frail as she smells it. Topper and Rafe laugh at her and the girl snaps out of her thoughts to stare at the men with a smile, acting as if she knows why they’re laughing.

“Morning” You say as you walk in the kitchen, wearing some pair of sweatpants and a sweatshirt.

The two men answer at the same time and you frown at Rafe.

“Aren’t you cold?” You ask him.

Topper laughs at your words and you walk closer to Rafe and Y/D/N. The small girl lifts her head from Rafe’s chest when hearing your voice and a huge smile grew on her face.

Not wanting to take her away from the human furnace that is Rafe Cameron, you wrap your arms around Rafe and press a kiss into the girl’s cheek.

Rafe lays his arm over your shoulders as he uses that same hand to hold his coffee and gives you a peck on the lips when you look up.

You smile and look at Y/D/N, who is already staring with a smile on her face.

“Merry Christmas everyone!” Your brother says from behind you excitingly.

Y/D/N takes her eyes from you and gasps at the sight of her favorite, and only, uncle. You look over your shoulder, and Rafe’s arm, at your brother and you and Topper chuckle at his shirtless state.

“You guys are seriously the same person” Topper comments while shaking his head.

(...)

Sarah thanks you as you hand her her drink and you sit down over Rafe’s lap since it’s either that or the ground filled with hyper toddlers.

Rafe automatically wraps one of his arms over your waist as he stares at all the messages from distant family members, all wishing him and his family a Merry Christmas.

You stare down at the kids sitting on the ground beside JJ and at Y/D/N, who sits comfortable on his lap and stares at the presents with widen eyes, deep in thought.

Rafe puts his phone away and leans his head into your arm, letting his messy hair tickle your skin slightly.

“Can we start now?” Topper asks everyone as he tries to calm down his hyper toddler that keeps jumping around on his lap.

Everyone agrees and all the unwrapping starts. The kids go first, obviously. And right as they start opening everything, the room is filled with gasps and screams of excitement.

Y/D/N holds all of her new plushies in her small arms and giggles as she shows all of them to JJ, who acted as excited as she does.

“You got an elephant?” He asks her shocked, “He’s so cute. I want an elephant too, now!”

You smile as they interact and the other kids also look at them. Topper’s kid stands right from his dad’s lap and runs towards JJ to also show him his present.

“You got a car?!” JJ asks again, “This is starting to become unfair. I want a car too!”

The kids laugh at him and as he starts a conversation with Topper’s kid, Y/D/N stands from his lap and runs with all her plushies towards you and Rafe. She puts them all down on the ground in front of you and you two stare down at her.

The small girl starts grabbing each one and holding it up in the air to you as if doing a whole presentation of each plushy.

“The elephant is the cutest” You agree out loud, making JJ look at you.

“I know, right?!”

The other two kids try to get JJ’s attention back to look at their presents, and Y/D/N tries to climb the couch. With your help, she’s up and sitting on Rafe’s lap, behind you.

“Which one is your favorite?” Rafe asks the girl as you start a conversation with Sarah.

She holds up the elephant as an answer.

“And who give it to you?”

“Sa” She answers with a smile, shy by trying out to say her aunt’s name.

“Aunt Sa gave that to you?” Rafe asks excited and the small girl nods, “Wow!”

The girl smiles at her dad and throws herself against his chest to try and hug his larger torso. Rafe chuckles at her and unwraps his arm from you to hug the toddler tightly to his chest.

“God, you’re the cutest thing in the world” He whispers to the small girl who giggles into his shirt.

Rafe’s chest fills up with imaginary butterflies as he looks down and watches his daughter clinging onto his chest and giggling at him. He loves this small human so much that he can’t even express it out loud to her because she won’t even understand.

You look over your shoulder at the two of them and smile at sight of Rafe having complete heart eyes while looking at Y/D/N. You run your fingers through his messy hair to try and tame it slightly and he looks up at you.

“You okay?” You ask him in a lower tone as everyone talks loudly in the living room, discussing who will open presents first.

“Yeah” He says with a warm smile.

Sarah stands from beside you two to go grab the present off Topper’s hands, since he’s stealing everybody’s to be the first one, and JJ gets up from the ground and runs to the couch.

He sits beside you and Rafe and Sarah turns to look at him.

“Lost your seat, princess” He says teasingly with a shrug, “Life is hard”

Sarah laughs at him and shakes her head before turning around to snatch the boxes away from Topper.

Y/D/N looks up from Rafe’s chest and holds out a hand towards her uncle. JJ grabs it and she grins before looking back at you.

Now this is a happy family.

- - - - - - - - -

Writing these imagines is making me dread to see Drew Starkey with a toddler. I CANNOT HANDLE THIS MUCH BABY FEVER!!

#rafe cameron imagines #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey #rafe cameron imagine #rafe cameron x reader #jj maybank x reader #rafe outer banks #rafe x reader #outer banks rafe #outer banks #netflix outer banks #obx netflix #obx

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heroes-of-olympus-next-gen · 2 years

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"The World's best dad?"

Dedicated/Requested to @rue-cimon

New York during Christmas is a big mess with elaborate decorations. Annabeth was sitting on her laptop while Zoe was drawing next to her, and Charlie was watching something on the television. She was trying to figure what to get everyone for Christmas. "Zo what do you want for Christmas?" she asked her most difficult client for the holidays.

"I want Play doughs, A Barbie, bear plushies, a colouring set and surfing lessons." Zoe said.

"Surfing lessons?" Annabeth tried to hold herself from laughing. Zoe who just 6 months ago was afraid of water wanted surfing lessons as her Christmas present.

"What about you Charlie?" Charlie asked for various toys including a lightsaber.

Annabeth wrote down some more things for her list when Percy came back home with Sally who was going to look after the kids while Percy and Annabeth were going shopping for Christmas.

They went to several toy stores to get everything they needed. The lines were the worst, but there wasn’t anything they could really do about it. After 3 hours of shopping, they loaded the car with presents. “We outdid ourselves this year, didn’t we?” Percy asked as Annabeth was sitting at the driver’s seat.

“Every year we get better. What we going to do when we get home? It’s Christmas’ Eve.” Annabeth said.

“We can take everyone and go ice skating in Central Park and then come home and watch a Christmas movie. What do you think?”

“Sounds great.” She smiled.

When they returned home, Zoe and Charlie were watching Mickey Mouse's Christmas special. Sally had made her famous cookies, fresh out of the oven. Percy took two and came back to the living room.

“Mummy, I helped Nana make the cookies!” Zoe said excitedly.

“That’s why they were so good.” Annabeth replied to her daughter. Then she turned to Sally. “Thanks for looking them after.”

“Oh please. It’s always fun. They were very quiet.” Sally said.

Percy ate one more cookie. "Get ready. We are all going to Central Park." Percy said.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Zoe answered fully with excitement. She started running upstairs to get her stuff.

As soon as they arrived in Central Park it was very crowded. They had a lot of fun. After they finished skating they went to Starbucks to get hot chocolate.

“What movie do you want to watch?” Annabeth asked while going through the movies.

“Can we watch the Grinch?” Charlie asked her.

“Sure.” Percy and Annabeth sat on the couch with Zoe, Charlie, and Theo sitting between them. One and a half hour later, Theo had fallen asleep on Annabeth.

“All right, it’s time for bed. Santa won’t come if you are awake.” Percy warned them.

Annabeth was tucking Zoe in her bed. “Mummy? Is Santa going to bring me my special present?”

“What is your special present sweetie?” Annabeth asked her as Zoe climbed on her bed.

"Santa knows what my secret present is."

"I know what your secret present is." Charlie said playfully.

"No, you don't. Only Santa knows!"

"Do you want to tell me what your secret present is?"

Zoe motioned Annabeth to come closer. “I want a baby sister for Christmas. I wrote Santa a secret letter.”

Annabeth didn’t know how to react. “Really? You want a baby sister?”

“Yes mummy. Charlie has Theo. I don’t have someone to play with.” Zoe complained. “But Santa will figure it out, won’t he?”

“I am sure he will. Goodnight baby.” Annabeth kissed her and went to also put Theo to bed and then he gave Charlie a goodnight kiss.

Annabeth took some curls out of Theo’s eyes and closed the door of his room. “Zoe wants a baby sister.” Annabeth mentioned. She walked into their room where she found Percy without a shirt on. She was staring at him. “Keep staring like that and I am going to make Zoe’s wish come true.” He laughed and got in their bed.

“You already did.” She said as he lied next to him in bed. “A month ago. Does it ring a bell to you?”

Percy put his arm around her. “Yes, it does actually. It also reminds me to give you your Christmas present.” She got out of the bed and opened the wardrobe.

"Aren't I supposed to open it on Christmas?" Percy asked.

"This is an exception." She handed him a small box.

Percy ripped the wrapping and inside of it was a mug. "The World's Best Dad?"

"I saw it last week while getting to work and I couldn't resist."

"Thank you." He kissed her on the fourhead.

"Are we crazy for having a fourth one?” Annabeth asked.

“I don’t think so. We are going to be all right.” He kissed her on the lips. “She is going to be the best of both of us.”

“She?” Annabeth raised her head. “How do you know the baby is going to be a girl?”

“I just have a feeling about it. And Zoe asked for a baby sister. I'm sure Santa will figure it out.”

“Now that you say it, I think there is a chance that we are going to have a girl.” Annabeth said. “You are really good with Zoe. I am sure you would be great with a second girl.”

“Merry Christmas Annabeth.”

“Merry Christmas Percy.”

#future au #hoo #percy jackson headcannons #pjo #percababies #percabeth #percy jackson #zoe jackson #annabeth chase fanfic #annabeth chase #charlie jackson #percabeth fanfic #percy jackson fic #percy and annabeth #pjo fanfic #percabeth family #percabeth babies #heroes of olympus #percy pjo

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