#Out of school celebratory plushie

[softhaliawrites]

Our Home Will Be Gentle

The South Park school gymnasium was buzzing with excitement as the awards ceremony for the year had finished. Micah stood proudly amongst the other students on the stage in her new light blue gown which balanced beautifully against her dark skin tone. Her golden heels pressed together as she held her ‘Mathlete of the Year’ award, which was just a certificate probably printed just 20 minutes ago. 

She scanned the crowd for any familiar faces of her family but none were to be found. Disheartened but not surprised she continued to smile for the cameras, not wanting to make someone else’s moment in the spotlight look tarnished. This isn’t her first time winning awards and it also wasn’t the first time she celebrated alone. 

After the students were excused from the stage she mingled with a couple of friends before slipping on her coat and heading towards the exit. 

Walking home in the Colorado cold wasn’t easy in heels, and she knew that if her parents weren’t at the award ceremony they had probably forgotten to pick her up. 

She walked outside the exit door, the cream-colored coat being her only saving grace against the weather as she stood on the school steps. 

Micah pulls out her phone to potentially look for an Uber when she hears a loud honk. Turning to face the sound, almost expecting her parents, she spots her long-time friend Bebe Stevens. 

“Need a ride, good looking?” Bebe gives her a friendly wink and revs her engine.

Bebe was also in formal attire, a sparkly red dress at that, from the awards ceremony but ditched her parents to spend the evening with Clyde. Micah gives her a huge smile and lifts the bottom of her dress heading towards Bebe’s truck. 

“Have I ever told you how much I love you, Bebe? Because you’re my lifesaver!” Micah settles in the passenger seat hugging her friend from the side.

Bebe laughs “You only tell me ALL the time, but I get it I would love me too.” 

Bebe hugs Micah back and pulls away from the school, “So, you want to come over to my place? Clyde’s coming over and he’s bringing a couple of “celebratory” drinks.” Bebe sing-songs the last sentence which hints that celebratory means alcohol.

“And be the third wheel? No thanks, you can just drop me off at home.” Micah says, staring out the window.

“Well, we can invite Kyle over and make it a party”, Bebe raises her eyebrows and glances over at Micah before turning her attention back to the road.

“Shut up!” Micah laughs but almost wishes that Bebe was serious. 

It wasn’t as if she hadn’t spoken to Kyle before, they practically grew up together but after the summer a couple of years ago…things…changed. 

Maybe it was Kyle growing into his height, or maybe it was after Micah looked up into his kind emerald eyes once he won her a plushie at the fair that year that solidified her feelings for him. 

Ever since, she’s tried her best to avoid him. Not because he did anything wrong, but because she didn’t like the feeling of…feeling. 

She hated how her heart raced and her palms would sweat, and she hated how she got butterflies when she saw him because feelings are dangerous to have. Especially when someone like her sister could exploit those feelings.

Bebe giggles, eyes not leaving the road, “I know you saw him tonight, he looked pretty cute in that green suit.” 

“Yeah, he did”, Micah sighs lovingly remembering how Kyle looked on stage. 

Kyle received some kind of basketball achievement but Micah didn’t care about that, she cared about how handsome he looked in his forest green suit, how his red curls played a beautiful contrast, how his large hands held his awards, how his smile could light up the entire room, and how his eyes shined under the stage lights. A halt to the truck sadly brings Micah out of her vision.

“Well! If you change your mind about hanging out tonight or if you do want me to text Kyle, hit me up” Bebe winks one more time before unlocking the truck’s door.

Micah looks out the window to her two-story home and sighs to herself reluctant to even get out of the truck. 

She puts on a brave face and smiles back to Bebe, “Okay, I will. Thank you for the ride and have a good night with Clyde!”

Micah steps out of the truck and closes the door behind her, wrapping her arms around her chest as she hurriedly runs up to her front door. She reaches into her small purse and pulls out her house keys, once in hand, she waves to Bebe and steps into her home.

Her reluctance to go home was evident the second she stepped into the house as she casually walked into what sounded like World War 3. 

Her parents and older sister were having an all-out screaming match in the dining room. Micah flinches at the volume of it all and heads towards the stairs, seeming almost unphased by the weekly yelling competition her family has grown to make a custom. 

Micah heads to her room as no one has even noticed she’s walked in the front door and closes the door behind her, allowing the loudness downstairs to turn into muffled screams. 

She throws her award in a “special” pile in her closet amongst the rest and crashes on her bed.

Listening intently she could hear the muffled voices of her older sister, mother, and father. Micah removed both of her earrings and let out a sigh as she ran her hands through her locs, undoing the tight bun that was in place moments ago. 

Arguments like these happen once, maybe twice a week, and usually over the same subjects, or maybe “subject” is better suited. 

Micah’s older sister, Nia. 

Since they were kids Nia has had a nasty mean streak, you name it, she’s done it. 

Stealing, fighting, lying, manipulating, and (unsuccessfully) poisoning to name a few. Micah learned three things to survive Nia’s hellish wrath -

One, to stay out of Nia’s way. Two, when she couldn’t, to do as she was told or she could be another lamb to her sisters’ slaughter. And three, solitude is key to survival.

There were moments when her sister could be nice to her, or tolerate her company but they were few and far between. 

As Micah began to think of one of those moments, she was snapped back to reality by the sound of glass breaking. She rushed to her bedroom door, placing her ear on it as the muffled screaming downstairs escalated. 

She could hear the slamming of the front door, then a hush, then the sound of loud sobbing. 

Micah relaxed her unknowingly tensed shoulders and slumped back to bed, eyes watering as she glazed over her popcorn ceiling. Her light blue painted nails traced symbols on her blanket as she thought of what to do next. Downstairs was not an option, so it was to be another night confined to her room. 

Typical.

She stood up and stretched before walking over to the window, opening it to feel the cold air. She closed her eyes to the setting sun clasping her hands together and begged the only visible star in the sky, for peace. 

Peace for her mother who’s probably crying in the living room, peace for her father who’s probably consoling her, peace for her sister who’s probably out with one of her new boyfriends, and peace for herself. 

She finished her prayer with a plea “Please”. 

“Please, what?”

Her eyes shot open as her gaze fell below to see her neighbor Kyle Broflovski.

Hands in his orange coat pockets he was donning the same dark green suit from earlier with brown dress shoes to match, his red curls windblown and messy. 

“What?” she asks, leaning over the window as she’s internally punching herself in the mouth. 

Kyle gives her a small laugh and shakes his head, “Nothing, what were you doing?”

“I was uhhh…talking to the sun?” Oh, how badly Micah wanted to shrivel up and die at that moment. 

Kyle smiles squinting towards the slowly disappearing sun then looks at her, “About what?” 

“About…about how beautiful it is?” Micah questions, “Anyway you should get home soon before it gets dark!”

She smiles internally, yes the night will be her saving grace from this awkward situation.

“Hah, don’t worry about me I can handle myself”, Kyle smiles rocking back and forth on his heels for a moment before starting again “But uh…speaking of beautiful you looked nice tonight at the ceremony.”

Micah short circuits and can’t help the joy that spreads across her face “Th-thank you, Kyle. So do you!”

“You don’t have to compliment me back, you know”

“I know, but I mean it, that suit looks really good on you.” 

There’s a moment of silence, as they both look away from each other from either shared embarrassment or something else.

Kyle ends up being the one to break the silence, “You want to walk with me to Stan’s house? He left his earbuds at my place and wants me to bring them over.” 

Micah perks up and quickly frowns remembering her upset parents downstairs. “Uh, yeah…I mean I’d love to…but…I can’t go downstairs. Actually, hold on!” 

Kyle gives her a confused look but nods as if he understands. Micah kicks her heels off and slips on her winter boots. Grabbing her coat and gloves she walks back to the window and eyes the large tree that’s been growing outside her window since she was a little girl. The same tree that her older sister uses frequently to sneak out. 

She stands on the windowsill and feels the cold air against her exposed legs, and as if almost on cue Kyle turns around to not accidentally look up her dress. She moves to the first branch and slowly makes her way down until she’s reached a low enough branch to jump.

Kyle turns back towards her and lends Micah a hand as she jumps onto the ground. 

“Thanks”, Micah breathes slowly letting go of his green glove.

“No problem, but why couldn’t you go downstairs?” 

Micah bit her lip and looked at the snow-covered ground. The easy way would be making up a lie, and who doesn’t like easy? She begins to open her mouth but pauses once she looks at Kyle again. 

His face was riddled with concern but his eyes softly held compassion. He wasn’t hungrily looking at her like Bebe who wants the hottest gossip or her sister who wants ammunition to use for later, he seemed…genuine. 

Micah sighs, ”My mom was crying downstairs…she…my parents got into a nasty argument with my sister.” Micah looks down and slips her gloved hands into her pockets, feeling ashamed for telling him the truth. 

Kyle’s face only grew more concerned as he placed his hands on her shoulders, “Are you okay?” 

When Micah dared to look up at him she broke, his eyes were so soft and the way he was leaning down to see her, to truly see her was too kind. 

“I…I don’t know”, was all she could muster before she felt warm tears running down her cheeks. Kyle pulled her into a tight hug, placing one hand on the back of her head and the other began rubbing circles on her back. 

He gives her something no one else has at that moment. He doesn’t hush her, or tell her it’s okay, he lets her cry. He gives her patience.

Micah cries into Kyle’s chest for what seems like hours but is only for moments. When she realizes what she’s doing she sniffles hard and just rests against his chest for a minute. 

“Sorry, I -”

Kyle cuts her off and smiles weakly, “You don’t need to apologize, that’s hard to deal with.” 

Micah pulls back and wipes her face, forgetting her full face of makeup. She looked at Kyle’s now stained coat and the back of her gloves and groaned, knowing she probably looked like a sad clown. Pulling out her phone, and checking the camera, her suspicions were correct. Not as bad as she originally thought but bad enough to wear in front of her crush. 

She laughs and throws her arms up in defeat, “Well, do you think I still look nice now?” 

Kyle tries to fight the smile that starts to spread across his face, “Yeah, you look even more beautiful with your makeup on your gloves…” He looks down at the chest of his coat “...and my coat.” 

They both laugh and Micah rubs her nose “Come on, before we both freeze out here.” 

Kyle agrees and they both walk down the street, shoulder to shoulder. 

As Micah reached her front door, she placed an ear to the door to check for any sounds. It was quiet. She silently unlocked the door and was welcomed by the soft lull of the television. She tiptoed softly into the living room and froze when she noticed the body lying on the couch. She gently grabbed the remote from the coffee table and turned the TV off. 

She then happily gazed down at the vision below her on the couch, a very sleepy Kyle with his arms wrapped around an even sleepier baby. 

Micah gingerly picked up the baby, nuzzling his cheeks as he cooed against her. She rocks him gently while giving him soft kisses on his forehead. She carries him up the stairs and places him in his crib, hoping not to wake him, then returns downstairs to her husband. 

Kyle looked precious sleeping peacefully on the couch covered in baby blankets. Micah giggled and kissed him on the forehead, and when that didn’t work, she kissed him on his nose.

“Kyle, get up baby, let’s get you to bed.”

Kyle stirred awake and sat up, looking around for his son “Where’s –” 

“I took him upstairs already” she interjects, pressing a kiss against his cheek. “Now I just need to get you upstairs.” She places out her hands as a sign for him to stand.

Kyle smiles and grabs them, lifting himself off the couch with a groan. She holds one of his hands and leads them to their bedroom upstairs. 

Kyle yawns, “Did you have a good time tonight?” 

“Yes, but…” She looks back at him and grins as he sluggishly walks up the stairs behind her. “I'm glad to be home.” 

[tobiosmilktea]

hello there. my bday is around the corner and i was wondering how would random haikyuu boys celebrate it with u 💓

how the haikyuu boys will celebrate your birthday with you

a/n: my birthday is just around the corner too so this was really fun to write 🥺 i decided to do it by team bc i couldn’t pick who boys to do lmao

— karasuno

i think they’ll definitely pull some intricate plan that will go wrong one way or another

like a surprise party maybe

it was fs nishinoya and tanaka’s idea to set one up after school in the gym where they tell everyone to pretend to forget your birthday just to add that special element of surprise

but then again, guys like tsukishima and kageyama don’t need to pretend they didn’t know your birthday because they truly didn’t until hinata brought it up to them (don’t take it too personally tho lmao)

speaking of which, hinata almost spoiled the surprise for you if yachi wasn’t there to distract you 💀

despite being the second year’s idea to throw this surprise party for you, it’s primarily the third years doing all the work since tanaka and nishinoya don’t know how to organize a party for shit

poor kiyoko is actually doing all the work while daichi and asahi are putting up decorations with the help of the first years (tsukishima had to be forced tho smh)

yamaguchi and yachi seem like the types to overthink what to get you for a birthday present, probably going all out while kageyama would just buy you your favorite drink and snack from the vending machine near the gym literally five minutes before the surprise

it’s the thought that counts ig

sugawara made your cake as well with the usual message, ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N !!’

and since the surprise party was being held in the gym after practice, everyone had to hurry and clean up before setting out all the decorations. and can i just say, it’s chaotic™️

yachi had to distract you for a good ten minutes by asking you to walk all the way towards the other end of campus to ‘get something’ that didn’t exist in the first place

meanwhile in the gym, the second years were in charge of taking down the volleyball net to replace it with a badly homemade painting with tanaka’s messy ass handwriting wishing you a happy birthday

the third years and first years as mentioned before were setting up decorations, hanging up streamers, setting out balloons, and handing out party poppers

with kiyoko, takeda-sensei, and ukai set out a table for sugawara to place the cake he made for you (which it almost fell cause ennoshita bumped into him)

hinata was also on the lookout if you and yachi were nearby

and when you were, he shout so loudly that even you heard down the hall

finishing up any last minute details, the team sets out their presents for you with their party poppers in hand before shouting, “SURPRISE!!”

it’s all fun and games until nishinoya accidentally released confetti at your face by accident

he made up for it with his present though lmao

— aoba johsai

saying that seijoh probably won’t do anything as big as a surprise party is a complete lie

knowing oikawa and the moment he found out it was going to be your birthday soon, he’ll plan something more extravagant than some lame surprise party (albeit, badly planned without the help of iwa)

he’d probably rent out a party bus to drive around the city before stopping by at some random karaoke place downtown

he’ll only invite the third years and your close friends so it isn’t too big of a celebration that it doesn’t feel like it’s your own party

the best part of the night was mattsun absolutely outshining oikawa in literally everything

there was even a stripper pole in the party bus and he just started fucking around with you to pretending to make it rain on him,, it was hilarious

you love rewatching the videos you took of that night

your favorite (besides stripper matsukawa) was iwa singing a ballad for you and when i say that man has vocals i mean it

at the end of the night, all your friends got up to sing happy birthday to you on the karaoke machine

the second years would probably feel bad celebrating your birthday with you, so instead they take you out to get udon after school and just vibe

you were honestly just surprised that it was kyotani’s idea to take you out like this, not to mention the cute gift he gave you that he put a lot of thought into

meanwhile i think the first years are just too intimidated by you minus kunimi

like kindaichi knew of your birthday but he was just too scared to go up to you and wish you a happy birthday before handing you your favorite convenient store snack as a little gift

— nekoma

unlike karasuno and seijoh, the way the nekoma boys celebrate with you is definitely on the more laidback side, yet they still put effort in wishing you a happy birthday

kenma, kuroo, and yaku would definitely stay up with you the night before your birthday playing video games just to be the first ones to wish you a happy birthday the moment the clock strikes midnight

they’ll even set up a minecraft server that kenma spent hours setting up and building everything that you like with a gigantic banner made out of your favorite colors of wool saying ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY!’

the rest of the night staying up playing party games on hypixel despite having school the next day

in the morning, you’d find kenma and kuroo waiting outside your house so they can walk the birthday celebrant to school, plus they had bags in their hands to which you assume were presents for you

it was then did you realize that you were going to get more throughout the day after kuroo mentioned how he told the team that it was your birthday

there was something embarrassing and a bit cringey being showered with attention for your birthday, especially at school, but you still appreciated the team’s efforts

throughout the day, people would notice the gifts in your hands and would wish you a happy birthday, definitely causing a stir in the school when yaku, lev, and yamamoto burst into your classroom to shout happy birthday

while yamamoto is literally showering you with birthday wishes and presents, lev would give you a cute plushie of your favorite animal along with a little cake

he’d probably ask to eat it with you during lunch lmao

by the end of the day, kuroo and kenma would help you carry all the presents you received as you guys end the day off getting ramen

— fukurodani

i don’t think they’ll make a big deal out of it knowing you don’t like making a big deal out of your birthday either

the only reason why they even found out that your birthday was around the corner is because bokuto couldn’t keep his mouth shut

it played out somewhere along the lines like this: akaashi would ask you if you were free this weekend so you two could study for the upcoming math exam

bokuto was there as well when you had to ask for a raincheck on studying as your parents were forcing you to go out on a celebratory birthday dinner (as by their words, “it’s the least you could do.”)

to which bokuto literally gasps and shouts, “IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY THIS WEEKEND?” his words echoing throughout the gym and definitely catching the attention of the rest of the volleyball team

if that’s his reaction to finding out it’s your birthday soon, just imagine how shocked he would be when you tell him that you don’t really like celebrating it

akaashi would definitely understand and opted to buy you a little something for his appreciation and give it to you the following day, but bokuto wants to full on throw a party for you

“come on! it’ll just be a little get-together at the park!” he would beg

“thank you, bo, but i’m honestly fine just going out to dinner with my family.”

he would huff, planning to throw one as a surprise party instead, but akaashi immediately shoots down his idea out of respect for you

instead, bokuto would channel all that energy to giving “the best birthday gift of your life!” (end quote)

even konoha would challenge him on that just to tease him, but would still give you a well thought out gift

and yeah, it’s honestly kind of embarrassing seeing him walk into school with a box full of things you’re into including a giant owl plushie (school spirit ig??)

poor bo was outshined by yukie and kaori when they made a birthday cake for you

— shiratorizawa

lowkey i feel like shiratorizawa is definitely one of those private schools that would announce when their student’s birthdays are when they come close

like no one of the vb team would’ve found out your birthday was in a couple days if it wasn’t for that overhead announcement made by the vice principal

however, i wouldn’t think they’d make a huge deal out of it besides tendou maybe

the moment you would walk into the gymnasium, he’ll immediately wish you a happy birthday loudly before nudging ushijima to do the same

instead of one big party, you celebrated with them almost individually

tendou and ushijima both took you to the aquarium and bought you a gift that you specifically chose out cause they’d probably wouldn’t be bothered to do so without you

and then you’d go out with semi and reon to which you three just get sushi after school

lowkey i feel like they would buy literally anything you show even the tiniest amount of interest in and they’ll buy it within a snap

you literally had to stop semi from buying you anything else as he’ll end up spending all his pocket change when the sushi was enough

and unlike their upperclassman, shirabu and goshiki would probably just celebrate with you by just hanging out at your house--watching netflix, playing video games, maybe ordering some pizza

it’s pretty simple, but they’ll be there all day cause the time spent together is just really nice

— inarizaki

the twins literally cannot keep their mouths shut

the team was already pretty aware of your birthday, but they have been keeping the surprise party for you on the downlow ever since the twins proposed their idea of doing a little picnic for you

but go figure that it would be atsumu and osamu exposing their entire plan in front of you after nagging their team not to say jackshit in front of you

they’d still follow through with their plans, however, despite not being a surprise anymore

the little celebration would be held at the park, suna being in charge of the picnic blanket, kita being in charge of bringing drinks, osamu being in charge of bringing the food, and atsumu being in charge of... well,, bringing you ig

aran would arrive late only because he had to get his bday gift for you (which btw was the best one fs) as well as picking up your birthday cake with the words ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH <3′ 

it’s so obvious that suna was the one who ordered the cake, but it’s literally the best you have every received

overall, it’s pretty chill but you couldn’t ask for anything more knowing their efforts and how you’ve been laughing your ass off the entire time

you guys would even watch the sunset as yall sat atop a hill, taking photos to put on your stories and to post on social media

out of the hundreds of photos taken of you with your cake or aran force feeding suna food, the group photo taken exactly at golden hour was your absolute favorite

[bbytetsu]

FIRST DATE ft. oikawa, iwaizumi, tendou, semi

author’s note: since i went pretty in-depth, i didn’t cover all the characters i wanted to and will probably continue this as a series. if there’s someone you wanna see lmk! 💘

oikawa:

let’s be real, oikawa has had a million first dates

but with you, he wants it to be special and something he’s never done before. so he books a baking lesson at a famous bakery

as usual, he’s well groomed and well dressed. even put on a lil spritz of cologne to impress you

brings his polaroid so you can take pictures after 🥺

he’s probably at least 10 minutes late LMAOOOO... something about not being able to find his usual gel and having to make do

oikawa is a horrible baker, he sucks at following instructions. he wants to improvise despite not knowing what he’s doing

but he’s so cute you can’t stay mad! he lowkey messes up on purpose just so he can get more of your attention and then watch you concentrate as you attempt to fix his mistakes

will praise you, but will also praise himself too for doing the bare minimum... he keeps asking you if you saw him crack that one egg 🙄

lots of playful banter and skinship, like an accidental brush against his arm, your hands touching as you pass the mixer to him, or when he ruffles your hair

dots a lil whipped cream on your nose and takes a photo before you can stop him. he won’t stop laughing at it throughout the date but really he just thinks you’re so cute 

despite taking a ton of photos of you and of the date, he’s not using his phone otherwise to go on social media or answer any texts. he just wants to be in the moment with you but also record the best moments

while you two wait for the cake to bake in the oven, he leaves to buy boba for you two

super impressed with the cake after it’s out of the oven and keeps praising you for it! (as he should, you carried the team!)

surprisingly much better at decorating the cake than baking it. will try and write “i like you, (y/n)!” on it with frosting

will spoonfeed you the cake and expect you to spoonfeed him too

since he’s really trying to take things slow with you (unlike his previous romances), he’ll stick to a kiss on the forehead and multiple times on the hands before the two of you part ways

iwaizumi

the most romantic, soft picnic date

and being the perfect gentleman he is, he’s prepped some of your favorite foods, brought a blanket and speakers, and is picking you up

ngl the car ride is a bit awkward. when he picks you up, he’s just so stunned at how lovely you look! he musters up a compliment but he’s red in the face and can barely meet your eyes tbh

you’ve brought some food too. the two of you definitely overpacked, but he was scared you might be hungry

he takes you to a nice park by the lake and sets everything up under a tree

the JOY he feels from watching you eat his food! the way your face lights up when you take a bite into a small sandwich he made

he eases into the conversation as you two eat. before you know it, the two of you are sharing your thoughts, laughing, even teasing each other

you try to teach him how to make a crown of dandelions. just imagine the two of you twinning your dandelion crowns 😭

as you get full, he scoots closer to you and the two of you get super cuddly. puts his big arms around your shoulders in a back hug while you’re sitting down and you just feel super secure

HE IS. 100% AN IG BF and will take photos of you if you want! (just think about it, oikawa has probably forced him to take so many photos of him)

puts his jacket on you if you get cold. just wants you to be comfy

after the picnic, he takes you back to his place to watch a movie

you let him pick what movie and of course he picks GODZILLA

but somehow he makes it romantic??? the two of you are cuddled up on the couch, he’s holding your hand under the blanket

he keeps asking you if you’re comfortable, and halfway through the movie, when you’re nuzzling your head into his shoulder, he plants a kiss on your forehead

he pauses the movie to tell you how much he likes you right before the two of you kiss. godzilla can wait 😌

tendou:

ARCADE DATE! 

the two of you are very casual with each other, so you probably didn’t even consider this a date to begin with. but little do you know what’s about to go down... 

tendou’s actually not nervous for the date. given that he’s excellent at reading others, he already knows the feelings you have for him. he’s just thinking about how to make his move 

SO! MUCH! FUN! you play all kinds of games, from old school ones to rpg shooting games to racing ones (his weakness tbh)

signature celebratory dances when he wins! 

oh and the dance dance revolution battle! don’t EVEN GET ME STARTED

he’s nimble on his feet and amazing at DDR! he’ll even sing along dramatically to all the pop songs that he knows

he loves the satisfaction of winning a game, but if you get discouraged, he’ll notice and encourage you or focus more on team games! might even let you win a game or two since he’s just head over heels for you...

ceo of claw machines. when you try to get a plushie from those impossible claw machines, he'll watch you try first

but when you don’t get it, he’ll ask you to try again. instead of just taking over, he’ll stand behind you, put his hand on yours, and gently guide you so that you can successfully pick up the plushie

whatever plushie you want, it’s yours! he’s got you

he’s also got you on drinks and snacks. you’ll sit down and have a moment together with popcorn and chips before you get back into it

there’s wasn’t that much skinship throughout the date, but now the tension is building up fr! and don’t worry, he’s planning to act on it

towards the end of the date, the two of you enter the photobooth

and the two of you are in there for multiple rounds, tons of silly poses

with you this close to him, he’s finally starting to feel the nerves 🦋🦋

as you’re waiting for another set of photos to print out, the two of you have reached the peak of the tension. as you lean towards him, he puts his hand on your waist and goes for it 

your kiss is so exciting and sweet! and he smells so so fresh

you make out in the photobooth until two kids catch you

semi:

let me just say beforehand how sweet and significant this date is. it’s the first time he really opens up to you 

you meet up for an evening mini-concert date at his favorite cafe

he’s there 15 minutes early. despite being offered a table inside, he waits outside because he’s scared you’ll get lost 🥺

he’s dressed somewhat casually with an edge. while his outfit looks effortless, it was NOT—he freaked out an hour before and facetimed tendou about what to wear

tries so hard to not look nervous, but his heart is racing! probably more nervous than he is for his games tbh he’s got his earbuds in, foot tapping nonstop, shoulders crossed

when he sees you, he relaxes. you just have that effect

takes you inside and tells you why he likes this cafe so much because he hopes that you will love it, too

king of respectfully checking you out. sneaks small glances at you when you’re not looking. you always catch him smiling but don’t know why

pays for your drink and orders what your drink despite having a go-to drink. the waiter is visibly surprised that he’s breaking routine

you talk over coffee and have such an easygoing time. he’s actually surprisingly talkative and u learn a lot about him outside of volleyball

also a good listener, thinks it’s cute when you get excited while talking

teases you a lot, too

an hour in, a local band that he likes comes in to perform. he can’t contain his excitement

pulls his chair closer to yours. as the music starts playing, he grabs your hand. you lean onto his shoulder

nods to the music, but when they play a love song, he turns to you and sings the lyrics quietly to you

he holds your hand as the two of you walk out into the streets

you walk around the shops for a little bit

as you’re about to leave him, you peck him on the cheek. before you can go, he leans into you and the two of you kiss

it’s a beautiful, slow, yet deep kiss

after you leave, he calls you and stays on the phone with you on your commute home to make sure you get home safely

[sxfterhearts]

27. [5:43 pm]

➳ pairing: bambam x reader

➳ genre/warnings: fluff, established relationship!au

➳ word count: 1,253 words

➳ summary: 27. “Try some.”

➳ author's note: a simple bambam oneshot for today! inspired by the thai ver of return of superman :> (i hope i did it justice huhu) bambam best boy!! 

//

Bambam could barely hear the doorbell ringing above the hiss of the sizzling pan and the roar of the kitchen’s exhaust fan. He turned around just in time to catch a glimpse of you bouncing off the sofa and making a beeline for the door. A knowing smile emerged on his lips as you swung the door open, welcoming your niece into the humble apartment that you and Bambam called home.

“Hello, Kyungmi!” You greeted the four-year-old in excitement. Bambam was well aware of how much you adored your sister’s daughter, dropping any prior commitments in a heartbeat to take care of her whenever her parents needed a babysitter. “Thank you for dropping her off, eonnie.” His ears caught rushed mumbles from down the hallway, which he assumed were your sister’s last-minute reminders about Kyungmi’s nightly routine. “It’s fine, don’t worry about it. She’s spent the night before, we’ll manage, won’t we, little one? Now go, you’re going to be late if you don’t leave right now and we both know how impatient he can be.”

Bambam returned his focus to the piece of salmon searing in a bubbling soy glaze. The last thing he heard before the door shut was a quick “Love you!”, followed by your strict order for your sister to enjoy her date.

“Come on, let’s go say hi to Bambam oppa.” Two pairs of footsteps eagerly made their way towards the kitchen. “He’s busy cooking your dinner, princess.”

“Good evening, Your Highness.” He tipped his head in a slight bow when the two of you stood before him, reaching out to grab her small hand and placing a gentle kiss on it. “Tonight’s menu will be fragrant butter fried rice, soy glazed salmon and perfectly golden scrambled eggs.” Bambam announced with the extravagance of a true royal servant.

“Minnie Bambam!” The girl shrieked as her eyes crinkled up in laughter, a hand pointing at the apron he had draped over his tall figure. It was an old Minnie Mouse apron you had since high school, adorned with lace frills and white polka dots on a scarlet background. Bambam figured his outfit must have reminded her of the last time you took her out on a play date. The three of you visited the Mickey and Minnie Mouse themed café in Hongdae, where you conducted a mini-photoshoot of him and Kyungmi wearing matching Minnie Mouse headbands while she cuddled a Minnie plushie.

You laughed at Kyungmi’s swift reaction to your boyfriend’s choice of attire. “Yes indeed, Mimi. Why don’t we leave Minnie Bambam to finish preparing your dinner? We can play with your Play-Doh set and make your favourite ice creams!” You gave Bambam a big thumbs up and a grateful smile before ushering her out of the kitchen.

It wasn’t the first time that the pair of you watched over Kyungmi for your sister, but it was certainly Bambam’s first time cooking for her. Your sister, being the naturally overprotective mother that she was, preferred to send her over after she had a fresh shower and a full stomach. This time, however, her husband had surprised her with tickets to her favourite musical as well as a fancy dinner to celebrate their anniversary, leaving her no choice but to drop her off earlier than usual.

It gave him the perfect opportunity to test out his cooking skills and do something extra special for the little girl. She was a ball of sunshine, with an easy-going personality and a tendency to brighten the room with her infectious giggles. A true princess, in Bambam’s eyes. Kyungmi remained patient with the two of you despite your inexperience with taking care of and playing with a child. The only thing she was ever fussy about was her food.

This made Bambam even more determined. He wanted to pull out all the stops and whip up a plate of food that she would absolutely enjoy. Thinking about tonight’s menu caused a wave of nostalgia to wash over him as he fished out the caramelised steak of salmon and cleaned the pan. Butter fried rice was a simple dish that he taught himself when he first arrived in Korea as a teenager. All it took to keep his stomach happy back then was a knob of butter, a bowl of rice and a pinch of salt. He found it oddly therapeutic to watch the butter bubble and sizzle and pop, the yellow block melting and disintegrating into a runny puddle before his very eyes. It filled the entire kitchen with the wonderful scent of melted butter, a fragrance he adored.

Ever since he was a child, he loved eating two things: butter and cheese. This knowledge, combined with Kyungmi’s obsession with white rice, allowed Bambam to feel confident that his butter fried rice would win her over. He poured the bowl of leftover rice from last night into the pan, stirring it thoroughly to ensure every single grain was coated in golden goodness.

It wasn’t long before the fried rice was ready. Bambam scooped it into a Mickey Mouse-shaped rice mould, pressing it down firmly with a spoon. With careful movements, he removed the mould and allowed the ball of fried rice to settle gracefully onto the plate, right next to the fish. It was a success. Bambam muttered a celebratory “Yes!” to himself, a wide grin plastered onto his face. He picked up the tiny cut-outs of eyes, nose and lips made of seaweed and placed them gently into their positions to complete Mickey’s look.

Bambam hummed cheerfully to himself as he proceeded to plate up the final element of the dish, the scrambled eggs he cooked earlier. Once he was done, he took a quick snap of the plate with his phone. He was satisfied. “Girls!” He called as he walked over to the dining table. “Dinner is served.”

“Kyungmi, what do we have to do before we eat?” You asked her.

“Wash our hands!” She replied, trotting over to the bathroom with you.

Bambam busied himself with pouring a glass of orange juice for the girl. He pulled out a chair, just in time for her to climb into her seat. The two of you sat on each of her side, watching intently.

“Go ahead, princess. Try some.” You encouraged.

She picked up her spoon, immediately going for the scrambled eggs. The girl took a large bite.

“How is it?” You asked. Bambam leaned forward in anticipation.

Kyungmi’s head bobbed as she nodded enthusiastically. She was too busy scooping up more of the egg to reply.

“It’s good? Wow!” Bambam exclaimed, sounding especially pleased with himself. “Have some of the rice too,” He suggested, reaching over for the fork to cut up the piece of salmon into smaller, bite-sized pieces. His eyebrows scrunched up in concentration as he focused intently on the task at hand.

“Good job, babe.” You said sincerely, your hand reaching across the table for his arm, giving it a tight squeeze. A thought struck you and you voiced it out immediately. “You’ll be a great dad someday.”

He finally looked up after making sure the girl was eating well, a charming sparkle twinkling in his eyes as they met yours. “Yeah? I think we’ll be great parents someday.”

“You think so?” You wondered, letting out a small laugh as you cleaned a stray grain of rice off the edge of Kyungmi’s lips.

Bambam admired the two girls in front of him, both wearing identical heart-shaped smiles. “Definitely.”

[onceuponaloonatic]

i feel so bad for not posting much because of school :( engineering really is rough :( anyway to attempt to make up for it, here’s a snippt of a samo draft of mine. keep in mind it’s pretty rough and at least two years old so i’m sorry it’s bad. i just wanted to post something and was like hey let’s post some samo content. also this isn’t nessicarly the beginning of the draft so if the timing and pacing seems weird i’m sorry. enjoy!

The cheers were ringing loudly in Momo’s ringing ears, sweat dripping down her back. Her heart was pounding rapidly and her legs were sore as she ran but she absolutely loved it. There was nothing like the adrenaline of a good game.

She smirked as she got the ball under her control. This was the best part. Make quick work of the left over defenders, line up the shot, and shoot. Her leg moved in a practiced motion as she aimed for the top left corner of the goal. She poured everything in her veins to her foot as it connected with the ball, launching it into the air. She held her breath, following the ball with her eyes. Excitement spiked within her as the ball flew past the goal keeper into the goal. She did it. Again.

A wide grin broke out on her face as her teammates wrapped her up in a huge hug and the crowd went absolutely wild. She lived for these moments.

Before she knew it, the ref was blowing his whistle and everyone was screaming. If she listened closely she could hear her name being chanted. She loved it. She was wrapped up in a huge team hug as the dangerously dark clouds started pouring rain. She didn’t care, she was too excited and too in the moment for anything to ruin it.  She received hugs from her teammates and shook hands with the other team and finally she found her second favorite person on the universe waiting for her.

“Saki!” Momo grinned, opening her arms for a the little girl standing next to her coach. “Mama!” Saki ran forward and Momo lifted her, her legs still aching. “Mama Mama you won!” “That’s right princess,” Momo grinned, kissing Saki’s cheek. She could hear the tell tale signs of camera clicks and she knew she was going to be all over the sports news tomorrow but she didn’t care. She had her little girl in her arms and another victory under her belt. She felt invincible. If only her other half was here too.

Momo grinned at the thought of her wife. Victory meant sex and she had missed sex so much. Between her wife’s pregnancy hormones and her practice schedule Momo hadn’t been able to get lucky in weeks. She was craving sex so bad. She and Sana had made a deal a long time ago that every game won meant one round, and tournaments where they were separate were the best case scenario for Momo because when she got home she was allowed to chose whenever she wanted to cash her rounds in.

“Mama your the best,” Saki grinned. “Aren’t I Sak?” Momo kissed her baby’s cheeks again, having to avoid the team colors painted on her daughter’s face.

Momo and her teammates lingered on the field with Saki in her arms until they were all kicked out. Momo giggled with her teammates as they retreated into the locker room and she changed herself and Saki out of their matching soccer jerseys. Momo felt better to be in casual clothes, even if sweat and rain was still clinging to her skin. Saki was wide awake, excited for the team dinner they had planned.

“Have fun baby?” “It was super fun Mama,” Saki grinned, Momo pulling Saki’s shirt over her head.

“Can you go play with Auntie Seulgi while I call Mommy?” “Can you tell her I love her?” “Of course I will baby girl.” Momo grinned, kissing Saki’s cheek before waving over at her teammate who smiled and scooped the five year old up into her embrace. Momo pushed the door to the locker room open and found a secluded spot and quickly dialed her wife.

“Satang,” Momo cooed when the person on the other side picked up.

“Hi Momoring,” Sama muttered, her voice heavy with sleep. “How was the match?” “We won!” Momo smiled widely.

“That’s great! How’s Saki?” “She’s having the time of her life, we are going to dinner later and then resting for the next match.” Momo muttered. “How are things there? Is Mina driving you crazy?” “No, she’s just protective, she hasn’t let me touch anything.” Momo could hear a slight whine in her wife’s voice. “I’m pregnant not dying.” “Well you are seven months along, and we’ve had scares twice now, Mina is just doing what’s best for you.” “You don’t understand, she literally flips her shit whenever I get off the couch like I’m going to go into labor any second.” Momo could tell Sana rolled her eyes after her statement.

“Hm well if you want I can send her a threatening text.” “Mina’s not afraid of you,” Sana giggled. “I know, hey baby?” Momo sighed, changing the topic quickly.

“Hm?” Sana hummed sleep still heavy in her voice.

“I miss you.” “I miss you too.” Sana responded. “But the tournament is only another week, we’ll see each other soon.” “I know… I just… I love you a lot.” “I love you too you big nerd.” Sana muttered enduringly, followed by a low hiss.

“What’s wrong?” Momo asked panicked.

“Nothing, your child just kicked me, again.”

“She’s showing her love.” Momo smiled at the thought. “She can do it in a way that doesn’t involve literally kicking my insides.” Momo heard the sarcasm dripping from her wife’s tone. “Fuck she did it again, you little brat.” “She misses me,” Momo muttered. “You hear that baby girl Mama misses you too.” “Yeah yeah whatever Momo.” “Saki says she loves you.” Sana added.

“Tell her I love her too, and make sure she goes to bed sometime before the sun comes up.” “We’re great parents aren’t we?” “The best,” Sana responded. “Go have dinner with your friends, tomorrow is an off day right? I’ll face time you then okay?” “Okay,” Momo smiled. “I love you Satang.” Momo muttered in Japanese. “I love you too Momoring.” Sana responded in their native tongue. “Talk to you tomorrow?” “Talk to you tomorrow.” Momo grinned and pulled the phone away from her ear.

She practically skipped back to the locker room and collected her child before following the team to a celebratory dinner. She was offered multiple drinks, but she turned them down, instead opting for soda, going as far as letting Saki have her own soda with her kids meal. After dinner Saki basically crashed from being around so many people and sugar high and Momo tucked her into the hotel bed before going over to the bathroom and running a cold bath, getting some ice from the machine down the hall from her room and resting her sore muscles in an ice bath. She cursed herself at first, but once it set in she felt so much better. After drying off she climbed into bed with her five year old, who was cuddled with her favorite dog plushie Mr. Joonie Jr, named after her favorite Aunt’s stuffed dog. Momo nodded at how messy Saki was sleeping before giving her one more kiss and laying next to her, letting a wave of sleep wash over her.

xx

The next morning, Saki woke her up with her dog plushie tucked under her left arm and her head on Momo’s chest. Momo woke up with a smile, her muscles aching, but significantly less than they should. She kissed Saki’s cheek before letting her pick out what she wanted for breakfast and ordering it for room service while her and Saki got ready for the day. After dressing Saki in a nice sundress (the weather was warmer than it should be in October but what did Momo expect from the US) and herself in a simple pair of ripped jeans and a tee shirt, they found their breakfast waiting for them at the door. Saki practically consumed her waffles, smiling at how much spoiling her Mama had been giving her on this trip. They then went to visit some monuments, Momo staying off her feet the most she could, she had a game tomorrow and she wasn’t about to ruin herself sightseeing. Saki had fun, and they had lunch at a nice seafood place before returning to their temporary home so they could call Sana. Their call was surprisingly short, Sana citing that she had some work to do on her laptop after letting the two rant about their trip.

After ending the call, Saki took a long nap while Momo figured out what they were going to do for dinner. She decided to have room service one more time, too lazy to go out again. They ate an early dinner and afterwards they went down to the hotel pool to mess around for a while before going back to their hotel and taking a bubble bath together. Saki fell asleep halfway through watching Moana and Momo fell asleep right after, being sure to set her alarm for the game tomorrow.

As she fell asleep, she had a bad feeling in her gut, but she couldn’t quite place what it was about.

xx

Momo didn’t check her phone between morning practice and her pre game warm up. Saki had been extra tired and she had to take her back to the hotel to nap, leaving her bag in the locker room in their short break. After dressing Saki up in her little cheerleader outfit (adding a touch of zombie makeup because their game was on the day before Halloween and the team had coordinated this thing where Saki could go around asking them for candy because she wasn’t going to have time to go trick or treating tomorrow) she returned to the field to run their pre game warm up. She had a nagging feeling in the back of her mind, she hadn’t been able to call or text Sana all day and it made her feel terrible. But she tried to get it out of her head and focus on the game.

Kick off came and the other team was playing extremely aggressive and Momo didn’t like it. Her team was able to hold them off, but the other team didn’t make things easy. She was shoved and had a large bruise forming on her lower back from where she had been “accidentally kicked” and it only served to make her angry. By half time she was practically fuming, and the fact she hadn’t been able to talk to Sana wasn’t helping in the slightest.

Their coach had a rule about checking their phones during half time, he said it was too distracting and they needed to keep focused, but he made an exception just once for Momo, feeling sympathetic to her situation. Saki gave her a message to rely to Sana again, and Momo knew Saki wasn’t having fun watching her Mama get thrown around like a rag doll, at least, more than normal.

Momo jogged to the locked room and noticed she had a lot of missed calls from Sana. She went through them, noting a few from Mina too. It could be nothing, but Momo fear the worst. She called Sana first, and was surprised when Mina answered her wife’s phone.

“Minatozaki Hirai Momo!” Mina screamed once she answered. “What the hell is wrong with you?” “What is wrong with you why are you screaming at me?”

“Have you seen my texts?”

“No I’ve been extremely busy today.”

“So did you like not check your phone this morning?” “I had to get up at six am no.” “Bitch Sana’s water broke last night.” Momo’s heart speed up and it wasn’t because of her exhaustion from running for the past hour.

“Ha ha very funny-”

“I’m not kidding.” “What the fuck she’s not due until January, it’s October.” “I took her to the hospital last night, they said there’s nothing they can try she has to have the baby soon, and since she’s Sana she’s being stubborn and refusing to get a c section. She got an epidural at least, but she’s been in there for like nearly eighteen hours and the baby still hasn’t been born.” Mina sighed.

“Fuck fuck shit okay is she okay did the doctors say the baby is going to be okay?” “They said they can’t know for sure until she’s born, but looking at some preliminary ultrasounds she has a chance of being okay, her brain and heart are pretty much developed.” Mina sighed. “They said their biggest concern is size and her lungs.” “I’m in the middle of a game Mina…” Momo muttered, tears welling up in her eyes. “What do I do?” “Get your ass on the first plane over her Hirai.”  Mina hissed. “Soccer is important but not missing the birth of your child important." “Y-Your right, I’ll go tell my coach, I’ll be there as quick as I can, keep me updated.” Momo whispered. “I will.” Mina responded before Momo hung up on her. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest and she felt like she was getting crushed with anxiety. She ran as quick as she could to her coach, knowing she looked crazy. “I need to go,” She told the man.

“Why?” “Sana’s in labor, I- fuck I need to go to her." “No Hirai,” Her coach looked her in the eyes. “We need to win this game or we’re out of the tournament, we’re in the semi finals and your our star player you can’t just leave." “I can’t miss the birth of my second child please.” Momo practically begged. “My decision is final Hirai, go drink some water and re tie your cleats and get back on the field.” “Please.” Momo dropped to her knees, tears clinging to the corner of her eyes.

“No,” The man hissed. “Go do your job Momo.” Momo wiped her tears and kicked the dirt hard before being sent onto the field. She put on a tough face, but in her mind she was freaking out.

Needless to say, she was unfocused for the rest of the match. Her mind was solely on her wife and nowhere near the crowded stadium. They ended up in a 1 to 1 draw, but they lost in the shoot out. It was their coach’s fault for expecting anything from Momo, she concluded. Once the match was over she grabbed Saki and her bag and practically sprinted out of the stadium, hailing a cab before Saki could even ask what was going on. She changed out of her cleats on the ride to the airport and didn’t even bother to change out of her uniform before sprinting to the hotel room and packing at light speed, paying the cab extra to wait downstairs. Saki watched confused as Momo dragged her downstairs, checking out of the hotel as fast as she could and back into the cab and straight to the airport and onto the first flight home she could get. Momo knew she was in desperate need of a shower and a change of clothes but she was too panicked at the moment to do anything about it, staring at her phone every five seconds for updates. Once they boarded the place, Saki fell asleep on top of her and Sana begrudgingly turned her phone into airplane mode before take off, she hoped to god she didn’t miss anything during the flight.

xx

Momo was too late. She was too fucking late and she hated herself. By the time she landed and got her and Saki in her car and on their way to the airport Mina had already texted long ago announcing the birth. Her texts stopped after, and Momo assumed the worst as she broke nearly every law getting to the hospital. She terrified the receptionist into telling her her wife’s room number before dragging her tired child to the room. She nearly cried when she found Sana sleeping with a tiny pink bundle beside her. She put Saki on the bed next to her mommy before looking at her new baby. She was asleep and connected to countless machines but she was breathing and Momo felt so relived.

“Momoring?” Momo was startled when she heard Sana’s sleepy voice. Momo turned to Sana with tears on her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, I tried to leave sooner. My coach was being a jerk. I’m so sorry, I’m here now,” Momo put her hand on Sana’s cheek. “How did it go? Is she okay? Mina stopped texting me after she said she was born.” “Her umbilical cord was wrapped around her throat but the doctors were able to get it off before it caused any permanent damage, sorry for the scare.” Sana muttered sleepily. “She’s way too small and needs to spend time in an incubator, but she’s as healthy as a nine week early baby can be.”

“Oh thank god.” Momo sighed in relief. “I’m so sorry.” “I know you are.” Sana muttered. “And her birthday is today by the way, so where’s her gift huh Mama?” “It’s in my suitcase in the trunk.” Momo giggled at her wife. “I’ll get it later.” “I was joking.” “I know, but I still got her a gift from Seattle.” Momo kissed Sana’s forehead. “She’s beautiful.” “I know she is,” Sana smiled. “She was also a nearly twenty four hour labor.” “I’m sorry baby that sounds so rough.” Momo sighed. “Are you okay?” “I’m sore as hell.” Sana complained. “But besides that I’m fine.” “That’s good,” Momo kissed Sana’s forehead. “I wished I could have been here, I’m sure it was magical." “It was stressful, I hated it. I’m never doing it again.” “I know,” Momo kissed Sana’s forehead once more. “What’s her name?” “Haven’t named her yet. I was waiting for you.” “Sana,” Momo muttered with tears in her eyes. “Thank you.” “Yeah I know, but hurry up with her name you need to go finish her birth certificate.”

“I’m naming her?” “Yes I can’t come up with names.” “Okay, um, Nico?" “After your grandmother? Sounds good, go finish the paperwork before that pushy nurse comes back."

“I’m sorry again baby.” “I know you are, just know that I love you and I know this isn’t your fault.” Sana answered.

“I love you too.” Momo sobbed, looking at their precious angel. “Nico-ya,” Momo whispered to the baby. She felt both happy and a bit sad at the same time.

[sugarybitterness]

hi :)! i just read all your works and i just have to say- WOW. Like I’m so thankful I’m wearing a mask cause I have been smiling like an idiot the entire time i was reading. The build a bears one 😭 made me wanna spend my next paycheck on wandanat bears, yelena too. “we can make our bears look like us?” UGH MY WHOLE HEART PLZZZZ. dont even get me started on the voice recordings 🥲, would love to hear tash and wan bears. always home?? r being so protective over wan and nat taking care of reader? it was lovely, ill send you my therapy bill. home? soft!nat can have my whole heart, i could literally imagine r doing an avengers coloring book they miss their gf so much. dates with natty? nat being excited to go to the aquarium 🥺. thinking about nat loving sharks and just walking out with a lil plushy. would die in peace after seeing the sunset reflected in her eyes, thank you for that! memories!! i love how we all disregard that aspect of endgame, natty is still very much alive what do you mean 🧐. “i’ll always love her, with or without my memories” thats going in the “fic quotes that break my heart” note, cheers. high school! would love to confront bruce and spoil our girl with a care package. love how each line built upon the next so you could the development of their relationship- 100/10, lives in my mind rent free. “the flashback” took my entire heart out, and im just going to comfort myself w the the thought of maximoff! reader accompanying wanda to westview and seeing nat again. listen “all of the parts of you that you think are hard to love, i want to love the most” was so beautifully written, i will be thinking about this for the rest of my existence. like not only did you tap into their emotions so well, the dialogue absolutely made my heart clench. they compliment each other so well and i just 🥲, “the kind of love that tells me i want you in my life for a long time” WHEN I TELL YOU I SQUEALED, PUMPED MY FIST IN TO THE AIR, the whole “and they were soulmates” celebratory dance in my chair. gosh the confession is just *chefs kiss* and i will be rereading it on a daily basis. thank you so much for your incredible stories, hope you’re having a good day and i can’t wait to see more💕

thank YOU. this honest to god made me cry, thank you so much for your kind words and im so so glad you enjoyed my stories😭😭 also yes reader definitely has many a few black widow / avengers colouring books .. nat having a shark plushy? of course!! and yes.. endgame who? what? idk what’s that🤷🏻‍♀️ thank you again for this wonderful message, i hope you have the most amazing day / night ahead too💕

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Brother Dearest Pt 21

Bags settled back into his usual bedroom Erik was off to go fishing with James and Victor while you changed listening to Eddie about his first day. “I didn’t realize just how much I missed school. It is nothing really like high school, it’s all on you. You decide to go to class, take notes and do the assignments and you get the results for how hard you push at it. All with people from everywhere.” His eyes locked on yours when you came back buttoning your trousers over your comfy t shirt you had tucked in, “I missed you though, and Teddy terribly. I can’t wait for you to get to Barnard and see what you can do there. I know you’ll be incredible.”

“So will you, future reporter,” making him smile at you in return.

“How was today?”

“Good, bit slow, town seems to like Erik, looks like he can earn a bit for savings through his stay.”

“That’s good, I’m glad he’s getting along so well out here. I think he could be incredible too, seems to have your mind. Could be a great team if he picks the same path.”

“Yes, then he can lay the ground work and I can squeak in behind him.”

“There will be no squeaking for you. I know you, and you leapt through a tank. I will never forget that, charged right at it, tore a hole in it and slammed it shut behind you, you do not squeak in behind anyone. They will move or be torn apart.”

“You really think anyone will listen to me or take me seriously when my greatest achievement over the being the only woman to win the Medal of Honor is to walk down the aisle?”

“It is never who’s gonna let you, but who is gonna stop you?”

Again you were grinning and laid down beside Teddy who was napping you inched closer to and kissed his cheek, “One thing’s for sure, he’s never gonna be like them.”

Eddie shook his head, “Not a tick. Not a moment, everything is going to change and he’s going to be a part of it. All our munchkins are.”

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“I think orange sherbet,” Looking over the pictures of rooms with test patches of paint for each the brothers and Erik gave agreeing nods to while Eddie seemed a bit distracted. “Then maybe the periwinkle for here?”

Eddie sighed out, “Dawn likes periwinkle.”

Victor smirked, “Whatcha got there, Eddie?” Looking at the hand wrapped around something that Eddie was clearly mulling over.

Eddie looked up and said, “Well, Dawn and I have been doing well with our date nights, and, my cousin came up, brought this.” You all looked at the rectangular emerald wrapped in diamonds with a matching two criss crossing wedding bands coated in diamonds as well. “Caught her looking at something similar back when Bunny had those Bridal magazines at the diner. Made sure to leave them out by me on lunch with Dot sighing out how Daisy likes emeralds over rubies. Tapped into funds from the comics and savings from working through the rebuild. It’s fast-,”

Victor chuckled and James said, “It’s almost June, we’ll be in Alberta for the D-Day reunion and Mid July we will be back in Brooklyn. I am surprised she hasn’t drug you to the courthouse by your hair yet.”

Victor, “She loves Teddy, the puppies are almost here, and you have to get some input for furniture as well since she is moving with us, even David and their father has expected her to.”

James, “You have asked for her father’s permission?”

Eddie nodded, “Of course. Well, I stammered something of the sort, but he did give me credit on writing out a five page speech he read then agreed to my asking. Only, well, I think Dawn knows.”

You giggled, “Of course she knows.”

Eddie, “I want it to be special, like yours, but not like yours to make her feel like I’m unimaginative.”

James smirked saying, “You could try a scavenger hunt.�� That had Eddie’s brow inching up.

Victor, “When she was little couldn’t get enough of them. I’m sure we could help to keep her distracted, you plan a trip to the gazebo where her grandfather proposed after building it.”

Eddie nodded, “She mentioned that,”

James and Victor replied, “Just mentioned?”

You giggled and Erik said, “Even I have been told the tale five times since arriving.”

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The plan had been formed and an obscure list of tasks were subtly scattered around town. A request to borrow this, someone to trade for that. A helping hand to move something and with a message left for another person sure to spread around a distracting tidbit keeping Dawn off guard. Mention Eddie was helping with a fence would put her off guard having assumed all that was planned was a dinner the night before his graduation ceremony she had picked a nice dress pattern for something new to wear for it. Halfway through her shift though an entering gossiper would share the story. Leading her over to another’s house, planting her right in the path to help another neighbor with a pre set errand.

While you, James, Victor and Erik worked on recovering your mother’s old chair that had taken a week to mend back to new plushy status perfect for reading in by replacing nearly all of the worn out wood and padding, Eddie went to fetch Dawn who blushed furiously noticing finally how late she imagined she was for their dinner plans. Mention of a request her mother had made to drop by to check something for her however had her delivered unknowingly to the right place and time. Guiding her back to the lit up gazebo that just about had her in tears keeping his stammering question distracted from enough to have her crash into his chest knocking him on his back an answer of a kiss. David and Daisy elatedly snapped pictures and kept watch of Teddy as Eddie took Dawn off to dinner in town to show off her ring.

Walking on air he returned home and you readied the plans to have another body for the drive to Alberta in the morning. Where your big day was set for nearly a year out, they had hoped for something much sooner. Already she had stayed over twice after having fallen asleep helping to sit up with Teddy in his first rounds with teething and had been offered a room of her own to keep with their choice to wait to even cuddle in bed till after the wedding. For Dawn simple was always what she wanted, and the week after next the date had been set. Everything was mainly potluck, and she already had her dress, though to wait out a storm for the reception in the barn, where the Judge from the courthouse had agreed to move his service to officiate as he normally did in the lack of a Priest for the church, two weeks was agreed.

Already a father and well into an internship with a stack of articles he was given to research and turn in Eddie was ready to get married. Head over heels in love with Dawn since he first met her and ready for their future together, one she wildly had agreed to venture outside of their safe bubble to brave the wild New York to be with him as he and the others supported you. It seemed even Erik had planned to one day join you there and educate himself further, part of the plus for earning these funds to save up for it.

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“The glue should be dry.” James stood after checking his watch breaking your cuddling position in the grass under the sun. For hours you had been working with Erik on both practicing your powers. Tossing metal chunks back and forth you warped into various shapes between bouts of levitating yourselves up into trees or over fallen logs in a sort of obstacle course in the woods the brothers laughed calling out more of the course to spread the game even more as they scampered up behind you both.

Victor reached out helping Erik up while James helped you to your feet, the former saying, “Let’s go finish our tables and that should be it on furniture.”

Erik said with a smile, “I think I am starting to like building.”

Victor chuckled patting him on the back, “Always good to have a hands on hobby.”

Erik looked up at him, “You aren’t going to say I should be a builder?”

Victor, “Do you want to be a builder?”

Erik shook his head, “Mother says there is always work for builders.”

James, “Not always, but most of the year if you know where to look yes. You could try architecture, something to work that mind of yours if you want to go the building route.”

Erik, “Should I not choose an easier job in demand for funds?”

The brothers chuckled and Victor said, “One thing you have to know kid, there will always be work depending on what you are willing to put up with for funds. We’ve worked in everything from mills, digging ditches up to building sky scrapers, even owned a sock shop once. Choose what you have passion for. What challenges that mind of yours, menial jobs will only lead you to bouts of frustration for how simple it is. If it means taking the harder path then do it. It will never not be worth it to try for what you are passionate about.”

James nodded, “Don’t worry about funds. You have us, no matter where you go we’ll make sure you’re set up safe with a roof and square meals a day. You’re family. Edie bless her heart is just worried about you, as mothers do for their babies. She’ll be proud of you when you reach that dream of yours.”

“Sock shop?” You asked making the brothers smirk and delve into the story on how they stole a suit shop and couldn’t keep it afloat with suits so limited it to socks until the owners came back from a long trip away back when they were teens.

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For the past two days since the graduation followed by a celebratory dinner back in town with everyone for his achievement and the engagement to announce the big day for those who didn’t already know the lovebirds were inside working up their apartment in their minds. Dawn took care to inspect each picture and using the diagrams Victor and James made her had gotten to decorating. Lists of furniture were made along with the new scheme of Teddy’s room. In the soon to be orange and grey room borderless silhouettes of tigers and colorfully plumed tropical birds opposite orange bordered ducks, owls, rhinos and elephants would be added herself for her own adored taste for her future son’s room.

They required some space as taking sides was what aiding on decisions seemed to be in their finding balance for the new space as a couple. Dawn already expected to have family over often, his family at least, and was pleased to hear her taste would blend well with that of the Brock’s. Nerves were high as she’d be facing their inquiries to see just how she would fit into the family, calming only as you said they would love her for just loving Eddie and managing to land the heart of the formerly hopeful bachelor.

Sunset was what you had hoped for, Dawn would be home again and while the others slept you could be alone with James again. Stunning was the least you could say about your first time with James. A wish to try something farther ended rather abruptly after a marathon of aims to see who could last out the longest. There was a sting but right away it just felt right, as if your bodies had already done this before.

Everything seemed so much deeper these days while you had the oddest of dreams together in some golden grand palace on an incredible island with purple waters separating your lands from those wrapped by waters of blue. You had to be losing your mind, yet Venom’s words echoed in your mind that you were older than this planet’s sun. Quite calmly James and Victor had taken to your dreams confirming they had similar dreams in the past when they were younger leading to old sketches and paintings being brought out of storage including one of you and James stunning him as to how he hadn’t thought to look for this earlier.

Simply you found a rhythm and just eager your bodies were in finding home that you finished together, then promptly blacked out. Jarred from the effect of it all was nothing to what came next. Straight up in bed you shot once a dream of you being delivered dream James’ helmet along with Victor’s and told that they were dead leaving you and Dream Eddie who was being covered as Venom crept out in the approach of a dark haired woman in the shadow of a darker male force coming to wage war on you. Devastation was left. And tear inducing, your father was there clearly taking your soul he hid and off he fled on what looked to be a meteor shaped ship that Venom was clinging to as the woman lay dead in the crater you left behind. With thousands of soldiers now fully metal came to view in the settling waves of dust.

You weren’t scared of James, and the dream once shared with Venom was confirmed to be your last day as Mother. You just felt pain, uncertainty once again on if you would lose all you had gained and now finding your courage again around his shoulders you hugged him on your toes pressing a kiss to the back of his shoulder initiating his turn to hold you and claim a kiss of his own. Humming against his lips you asked, “Try again?”

“You sure?” He asked smoothing his hands down your back and you nodded signaling his lifting you with legs wrapped around his middle on the wall to bed, “Nice and slow then, no marathon.” Kissing you again to start a passionate more tender try at this again in hopes you wouldn’t trigger another painful memory this time.

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Tangled again in his arms contently he peppered lingering kisses down your forehead and cheeks tracing his fingers across your back. Pausing only a moment as you asked, “Does it really change anything?”

Grinning at you he shook his head, “No, still helplessly in love with you.”

“Damn,” you teased and giggled through his retaliatory kiss and cuddles bringing you closer to his chest. Nuzzling his nose with yours his eyes closed in this moment of peace and out of nowhere an old unasked question popped out of you, “I didn’t make a very convincing soldier did I?”

With eyes open and on yours he replied inching his head back curious why you were asking. “Well you lacked in a few training aspects, the lingo mainly but you picked it up. You made a convincing kid who snuck in lying about their age.”

“But it was obvious I was a dame in a stolen uniform?”

Trailing a chuckle he replied, “Not at all. In fact if I hadn’t noticed your cycle and hadn’t known you and those purple eyes before there’s no telling how long you could have fooled us. I do have to ask, how’d you keep those a secret so long? We would have noticed your bandage supply going dry had you used those.”

“Well, I can make, I can cap it, to stop it from coming out.”

“Like a cork?” You nodded and he asked rather concerned, “Does that hurt? It sounds like it would hurt.”

“It does, really bad. But it was all I could do to not wear it. No time for stops and when I stopped to pee you just let it go. Cramping stops eventually near the end of the week. Bloating is a nightmare.”

“I’m so sorry we couldn’t help with that.”

You shook your head, “You kept me distracted. That helped.”

“So why the questions on being a soldier? You aren’t planning on running off to battle again are you?” He teased.

You giggled shaking your head, “No, just haven’t asked you yet. No more wars for me.”

“Good, us neither. We are too old now anyways, technically. Never leaving you again for that foolishness.” Again he kissed your forehead, “Get some sleep now, off to buy some china in the morning.” Inching the covers higher over you both cuddling closer and shutting his eyes to go to sleep excited to see just which set you would settle on.

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Post breakfast grouping you were off to Alberta catching whispers of the festivities for the celebration of the anniversary of D-Day for the soldiers and their families on your way to the china shop as Eddie and Victor went to pick out some things for the wedding last minute.

Right through the doors of the upscale shop you walked feeling James’ hand shifting the cardigan on your back over your nice navy polka dotted dress. Back again in a fine vest and trousers to look the part with you to build your confidence you belonged there he kept you close ensuring he wouldn’t let go until you felt a tiny bit at home with the task. Glancing around at the displays close to you the approach of a sales aid went unnoticed until their cologne wafted your way. A smile settled across the man’s face as he realized just who was in his family’s shop. “Miss Pear, Mr Howlett, welcome to our humble shop, how might we assist you today?”

James’ finger pressed a tad into your back signaling for you to speak and you said through a simple smile, “Well I am attending Barnard University in the fall and we’ve renovated my old place there. Including adding a tea room, which we will be requiring a fitting tea set for any club gatherings or visits from other students or Professors.”

His grin widened as James added, “Plus some good dinner sets as well in case of special dinners. Entertaining and such.”

“Of course, of course, allow me to offer you some of our impressive collections.” For nearly an hour you chose from the vast collections, one crème and platinum rimmed set and a second arguably stunning white, mint and silver banded set with raised decorations from a scantily sold collection near to be taken back by the designer to accept its least popular design yet.

For the tea you paused on another of their least popular styles, lifting one of the cups inspecting the thick black bands with silver floral designs above simple white bare bases standing with a thin silver band lining it. Inside the cup leaves reached for the top with a magnolia bloom in the bottom. The round saucer was a simple painted magnolia on a leafy stem with center above a second more squared with wavy ends, fully black floral designed plate. Crème pot and sugar bowl were solid black as well etched florally in silver. While the teapot half white similar to the saucers stood atop a larger round saucer above a second all white squared wavy ended one with raised silver accents in each corner branching out to connect around the edges.

Tilting it to James you asked, “Too much?”

“I like it, my Gran had a set like that.” James replied and promptly added, “Will fit the cabinet nicely with the design on the bands for the sections between the glass panels.”

Catching the aid’s eye again you asked, “What do you think? It wouldn’t be an odd choice for company?”

“That set is very lovely, and certainly would be unlike any most couples choose. Pink and white is the most common, blue and white is a close second. The design has an elegant touch to it,” lifting the tea pot he said, “Not just anyone would choose this set, few would be so bold to, and the mere shape of the tea pot itself would add to your brew with its clearly superior shape.” More he delved into the crafting of each piece and demonstrated how the shape of the base of a cup rested in the saucer easing sliding by resting a set on his palm he eased around in front of him, even in a few slight angles.

James smirked catching a hint of eagerness to sell this set far from necessary as you had been the one to pick it out, even the mint he caught the stunned expressions on others faces noticing what you had chosen far from matching to the prices of which other sets blew out of the water. You had mentioned not wanting to seem odd the days prior asking to tour Dot and a few other’s own tea sets seeing for yourself how popular the simple floral designs were. Only you had resigned with a sigh that you were odd and choosing more of the same wasn’t what you wanted.

Though your most adorable question came as the salesman paused in wait for a tray of spoons to go with your set. “What about the little scoopers? I can’t think of their proper name. Do you sell those?” His lips parted in slight confusion and you clarified, “When we had dinner at Buckingham Palace they had little claw things, for sugar cubes.”

“Ah, yes, of course, the sugar tongs, they will be among the designs, we have a pair with leaf shaped ends instead of spoons or the antique styled prongs. Myself I prefer the simpler designs for my own set at home while mother swears by her prong ended set.” His grin eased out again while you listened diligently to each trait and seemed out of most who came here to actually know the most useful and suitable to what you had chosen to complete the set. By the time wine and liquor glasses were chosen it became less about the curiosity to see which least popular choices you had been inclined to and more to see how it all blended in splendidly with your style and personality the staff could tell in your time together. Wonder for how your home would appear in full, all silently hoping along with hundreds of others to have some magazine get an exclusive tour of that tea room one day so they might get a glimpse.

In all a hefty sum was spent but James could only be proud knowing that you had chosen nearly all of it, conceding to his own similar taste to suit your style for his and Victor’s liquor set. His addition being a few pop up breakfast trays he snuck in while you were distracted. Already he could see you planning your first dinner together, mainly you hosting as he and Victor cooked up a storm to aid in your good impression with the impeccable sets you had chosen coating the dining and tearoom tables. The images distracting him on the wait for the others who were still deciding for the final choices as you both strolled through the same shop with your mind reeling as to just what Dawn might have chosen for her own set knowing Eddie had mentioned she had been looking at catalogues herself knowing he would one day propose.

“Do you know where to buy sugar cubes?”

Eddie looked from the selection to your distracted question, “Can’t say I do.”

“We are getting sugar tongs, so we need sugar cubes. Might have to go uptown for it.”

Eddie, “Well, soon as you need it we’ll make sure we track it down.”

Victor smirked inching closer to James asking about your choices while Eddie asked your opinion on the final choices that were soon rung up and loaded into the truck for the drive back. Final touches were to be made and as you were expecting to be wearing your skirted uniform you were stunned to be nearly pulled out of the truck to be wiggled into the dress that they had made for you. Daisy and David would be in the Bridal party while you and Erik were part of Eddie’s Groomsmen. A laced up crème dress topped with an off the shoulder long sleeved shrug top accented with embroidered panels and designs down the sleeves matched Daisy’s while Erik was fixed into a tux to match David’s while Eddie donned his dress uniform along with James and Victor.

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Middle of the night eyes split open to the sound of a pained whimper. Sitting up in bed you tried to place the sound as James rolled onto his back and shot up himself to reach for his pants, “Pepper.”

At that you hurried across the bed feeling your nightgown shift around your thighs in joining him through the room out to the stairs spotting Eddie, Victor and Erik already were up and off to check on Pepper finding her in the living room near the fire still at its embers. All around her you gathered the usual called for water and towels with fire fed her labor was eased with your help to bring her four little puppies into the world. Napping once the four were washed off and cuddled close to her back in her warm bed with ample blankets Pepper slept and you all were off to get the final slivers of sleep available to you.

Soon enough however the house was woken again to sounding alarms and up you got to scramble to get a breakfast together. Halfway conscious food was eaten and dishes cleared up after with you still chewing your last bit of toast on your trot upstairs again. Pepper had her food brought to her with fresh water as Whiskers promised to keep watch of her and her puppies while you were gone.

Deeply exhaling you held your hair over your shoulder while James finished lacing up your dress for you. Smirking at your nerves he said, “Just think of this as a warm up for our day.”

“Aren’t I supposed to be in uniform too? Isn’t there a rule on that?”

“Normally yes, however, you are allowed a reprieve.” Leaning in over your shoulder he planted a kiss on your cheek hugging you around your middle, “Besides, the Bride insists as Groomsman you should be dressed to the nines. In a special gown all your own corresponding to Daisy’s dress. Even Teddy has a special suit.”

“Who’s holding Teddy again?”

“Vic.” He chuckled out grinning at your slightly sleepy glance at yourself in the mirror still waking to what day it was after the early wake up last night.

From the cars to the church you all filled the lots and made your way inside to the respective private rooms. Halfway to Venom tearing out already Eddie paced to keep calm only to halt at your hands cupping his face making him smirk. “Eddie, breathe, you don’t need to know the words you just have to repeat them.”

“Mamma’s gonna be mad.”

“Doubt it.”

“She said she wouldn’t, but I’m the youngest boy to get hitched-,”

“And we are filming and taking impossible amounts of pictures. To show off to the lot of them. Vows, kiss, then food and dancing and more kisses and then you head off to your mini honeymoon in the cabin up by that yellow lake the guys set up.” Smoothing your hands down his arms, “You know we’ve lived here for nearly a year now and I didn’t have a clue there was another cabin on their lands, but there is.”

He smirked saying, “You can say yours, already is without the papers. We have a home. All of us, together.”

“I know.” You sighed out then said when Erik came out of the bath after having failed to fix his tie making you smirk and wave him over stirring out his grin to watch you hovering behind him to show him in the mirror how to do it. “Eddie showed me when we got to London how to do this.” Glancing over his shoulder while Eddie focused on helping to fix his cufflinks he was still holding. “You should in the papers too.”

Eddie scoffed, “Dawn would kill me if I drug her through that on her big day.” Your brow inched up and he chuckled, “Bunny, we love you and we will bar the doors for yours if you like-,”

“I know what you mean. She didn’t ask for it.”

Eddie, “Nor did you, but we are used to being jeered at and heckled from back home, she’s already marrying me, deserves a break.”

“I believe the honeymoon is meant to be the break.” You teased and lowered to the ground again behind Erik who turned with you at the knock on the door making Eddie tense up again. “Breathe Eddie, and remember,”

“Just repeat,” he murmured making you giggle.

On your toes you kissed his cheek turning his head, “She picked you, and loves you.” Venom poked his head out of Eddie’s neck, “Both of you, not to mention Teddy, can’t compete with him.”

Eddie chuckled out, “No one could.” Following your nudge to the door and out to the waiting audience including your troops of soldiers all in uniform joining the other scattered soldiers from town doing the same for this special marriage to two of their own.

Exhaling slowly he stood beside the Judge who patted him on the back keeping him calm after his quick flinch to the sound of the door opening. Dawn had asked for no music at her own nerves and fumbled her hand into Eddie’s in her turn to the Judge to keep her blush between the three of them at the crowd familiar and unfamiliar faces along. Word for word the jittery pair recited and you giggled to yourself internally keeping the pair from dropping their rings while reigning in your own smirk behind your curled fingers in a faked brush of a hair out of your face stealing a glimpse at James who couldn’t keep his eyes off you from the front row.

One kiss led to cheers and even Dawn laughed at Venom popping out to lift her in his arms carrying her to the barn when Eddie’s legs almost buckled in their being announced. Around the pathway to the barn the soldiers raised their ceremonial swords for an archway with Eddie back out again kissing Dawn’s cheek calmed from his nerves and dipping into the sheer bliss of this all. To her seat he carried her and from there the fun crept out adding ease to all of this. Dancing in the sea of people the newlyweds cuddled and about halfway through your useless screwdrivers the bartender kept sending your way the big sendoff was to be given with the speeches to leave the blushing to a minimum now that the couple had been married for a few hours at least and relaxed to the company.

Her father spoke along with David and exhaling slowly you took your time to say something up at the mic hoping you wouldn’t start to cry.

“Now, I’m not too certain what to say. I have a stack of tattered drafts back at the house from my tries to come up with the best thing to say. After I lost my Dad, I remember being halfway invisible to the world, but Eddie saw me. And from finding out one day I was able to hurl spoons across the room he never flinched, or was scared, no matter what Steve said..” your voice broke a moment and you wet your lower lip tucking it in your mouth a moment and continued, “Eddie has never stopped protecting me, making sure I was safe no matter what. Always making sure I was in his sights or in reach. All through ending up in the war and stumbling our way through London and back to here, because family means something much stronger than blood could ever match. And moving here, Dawn, you and your family have been so amazing to us, along with everyone else. But I knew since the moment Eddie met you that you were going to be in our little patchwork family. And even though the Brocks couldn’t make it, trust me we wouldn’t be able to fit them in here with all of you,” stirring a few chuckles from the crowd and Eddie hugging Dawn from behind trying not to tear up himself. “I can tell they will love you just as much as we have and we will do our best to not let them drive you up the wall and look after you while you adjust to Brooklyn just as amazingly as your family have ensured we adjusted here. Now I believe this is by far the longest speech I have ever given and now I will leave it on a more ominous hinted note, enjoy your time in the woods while we run off with your child.”

Chuckles filled the place and out again the troops went to line the way in the sea of guests holding bags of confetti while you hugged Eddie saying, “Don’t you worry about Teddy. Have fun cuddling.”

Eddie chuckled and kissed Teddy’s head while he slept in Victor’s arms giving his carrier a nod and turned to watch Dawn turn from her family to join him to the waiting car that would take them to their honeymoon. Everyone else cleared up a majority of their mess gathering it up to be taken the following day by the chosen cleaners and you made your ways home.

Looping your arm under Victor’s on the ride home you turned his head at your cheek resting on his shoulder and you asked, “This what you felt like you guys got married?”

The question had James glancing at you when Victor leaned in to hug you, rumbling back, “Eddie loves you.” His gaze shifted back to Erik chuckling in his game of bouncing himself around the bed of the truck without touching the sides. “Nothing changes that. No one changes that. Even if in your head you are imagining some burning building situation he checks for Teddy first because he can’t walk, he calls for Dawn and aims her to safety with Teddy and looks for you. No doubt already finding you putting the fire out. Sounds like you are third but it is all one motion, all of you. Plus, he knows we would be there to look out for you too.”

James, “If we weren’t here no doubt things would be different. He would ensure you were safe, possibly even do what we have, get a separate floor for you to live with them.”

“I know. Just odd. Everyone else I’ve called family from back then, when they left they went under a tombstone. Hard to know he’s moving on without leaving forever.”

James, “You are taking it considerably better than Vic did when I married.”

Victor chuckled, “I took it very well considering you both moved to a different county.”

James retorted, “He moved into our attic.”

“You just left your family?”

Victor grinned at you, “That’s how I met them. When he tried to throw me out a window I fell into her open carriage when she came to visit the newlyweds.”

James rolled his eyes, “Yes, then he moved with her into our home, really helped with my in laws. Only moved there to please them so they would grant consent.”

Victor leaned in to kiss your forehead, “Family is only growing, just a floor down from us.” You looked up at him and he smirked, “And no, I am not left out. Pepper, the puppy and Whiskers can come stay in my floor. I love you guys, and I am so happy for what’s coming. No doubt soon enough Teddy will have siblings and need the extra hands to help out.” He murmured then leaned in to kiss Teddy’s fist in his slumbering stretch that had bumped his chin. “Look at you, already throwing punches in your sleep like your auntie Bunny.” That had you giggling and rolling your eyes. “Help you build up a nice right hook when you’re older.”

“I don’t think I’ve thanked you guys enough for giving us a home.”

James smiled patting his hand on your lap, “You helped us find home in that war. We had our house, but you brought us home.”

Victor, “You needed some peace, you, Eddie and Squishy. You needed more than just the Brocks to care for you.”

Up to the house you drove and once parked all climbed out ready for bed. Warmly you all greeted the still close eyed puppies in their last feeding of the day, cuddling and petting Whiskers as well thanking him for keeping watch, and fed the fire for Pepper on your way up wishing her a good night’s rest sharing that David would be by in the morning. Behind you James stood after removing his jacket and vest he tossed onto the foot of the bed once the fire was lit. Each lacing carefully loosened to help you wiggle out of the dress after removing the shrug, both of which were added to the pile of clothes along with the corset he helped you undo next. Turned around you barely had to look up and he’d stepped closer draping his arms around you, “I love you.”

“Was my speech ok?”

“It was perfect, nice joke at the end too. Public welcome to the family, explaining why the Brocks weren’t here, everyone knows they had three babies in the past month alone. Hard to travel with so many, even if we paid the tickets. Just lovely, please don’t worry.”

You nodded, “Just didn’t want to sink the mood.”

Again he kissed you and hummed, “No sinking here. We’re supposed to get a bit misty in speeches from relatives. Least you didn’t make Dawn cry like her father did.” Again he kissed your nose and hummed, “Let’s get you in bed, Darling.” Guiding you to bed, where after he’d stripped he curled around you knowing fully that you could have been taking this a lot worse than you had. Knowing fully the fear of abandonment you all seemed to share and were fighting together.

Pt 22

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Anime Expo Lite (Anime Expo 2020) - Anime Expo Lite Review! By: @madamekrow

Anime Expo Lite Was A First In So Many Ways!

As someone whose only convention experience was one dedicated to rats (an unrelated[?] story for another day), this was like a dream come true. Being able to experience AX from the comfort of my home and being thrust back into this beautiful world of anime and Japanese pop-culture during such bleak times was a much needed respite. Without a doubt, it was super chaotic as the schedule changed regularly while Peggy (@peggyseditorial) and I frantically rerouted our plans. It was definitely a big first-time project to be involved in right as I join this blog. But it’s exactly the push I needed to renew my love of reading manga and the comfort that watching anime can provide. To feel the unbearable anticipation for seeing the new shows they teased, shows I wouldn’t have otherwise known existed, was a treat. Anime Expo Lite allowed me the opportunity to immerse myself back into an old hobby without the anxiety of going to a strange new place packed with strange new people. My wallet was quite relaxed during this experience as well, seeing as I can be quite the impulse buyer! Though, I do love seeing the crazy explosions of bright colors and cute anime girls, it’s like an exciting game of “I Spy” trying to find characters I know and love among all the new series being thrown my way during the different programs hosted at live-versions of events like these. But that is something I can look forward to one day when I actually attend Anime Expo in the future!

My Favourite Parts

Seeing all of the manga that will be released throughout 2020 and the start of 2021

Learning about all of the different manga reading apps and sites that are available. I’m heavily considering subscribing to one when they are a little bit more developed since they are still quite new.

The premiere screening of By The Grace of Gods was such a wholesome and immersive experience that I am so grateful to have been blessed with. I understand the hype now that I’m a part of it.

A few of the panels were awkward and disjointed in a humorous and endearing way. The Manga Planet panel was most enjoyable in that regard. It was far more entertaining and relatable than a presentation that’s stiff and strictly professional.

I was so excited to see the “Painting The Skies” panel was a last minute addition and it didn’t disappoint! ThatGameCompany is a favourite of mine and their philosophy on creating resonates with me as much as their games do.

The concert that wrapped everything up felt like the perfect, celebratory ending to Anime Expo Lite!

Though all of the fun I had can be credited to hanging out with my best friend while taking notes for this blog! This whole experience was a bright spot for me this week.

On a Personal Note

When it comes to having agency over my life, I’m usually stagnant. I need more than a push--I need brute force to get me to commit to the things I love, otherwise I just allow them to slip through my fingers. Friendships, passions, hobbies, opportunities, everything. Anime and manga floated away from the grasp of my comfort zone and I let it happen. But Peggy, being the force of nature that she is, inspires me to do the things I love and to be unapologetic about reaching for more in life. Just as it was back in high school when we started the Anime Club together, I’m happy to be trotting next to Peggy as she blazes through her path. While at the same time, she graciously encourages me to continue walking mine. 

Which is to say, I really look forward to writing more for you all in the future as a member of The Anime View’s writing team and getting to work with my friends, both new and old!

In Conclusion

I think this is a convention experience everyone who attended will remember, considering the circumstances. However, I’ll remember it as my first con and a small, sheltered glimmer as to what I can expect when attending one in person. Sure, I won’t be able to see nearly as many panels as I did and I won’t be able to wear my pajamas without feeling socially conscious (or maybe I will as Peggy tells me people are free to run around in Pikachu-Onesies), but that’s a small price to pay compared to the plushies and figurines I’ll be buying! Most importantly, to be doing it all with my best friend. My equally spend-happy, best friend.

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A Christmas Chenle

Pairing: Zhong Chenle x Reader

Summary/Request: You and Chenle are in choir together and are assigned to decorate the tree for your school’s festivities. | Hi uwu I absolutely love the way you write💗 if you have the time, could you please do something fluffy with Chenle pls? I’ve been looking for some Chenle fluff and I can’t really find any:/ If you don’t have time it’s totally fine hehe I hope you have a great day/night uwu💗💗 @maaaaaaaaatroshyka 

Genre: fluff

A/N: if you dont celebrate Christmas, dont worry i have many chenle fics planned! I hope this takes your mind off some sad stuff :( i know my fellow shawols must be having a hard time so may this serve as a happy distraction! much love - dia

“You’ll go down in history!” The men’s choir finished their final rehearsal. Winter Break’s Eve was approaching swiftly and every year your school would hold a celebratory assembly to hold festivities, perform skits, and sing songs about Christmas, Hanukkah, and other worldwide winter holidays. In three days, you and the boys would perform for your school at this annual Christmas event. Mrs. Yang, the choir director, had chosen you out of the girl’s choir to join the men’s this year to sing soprano. There were a few boys who could hit the high notes, but not enough. You’d be singing alongside Lee Donghyuck, Moon Taeil, and Zhong Chenle, the last of whom was in your grade.

You rehearsed in the Performance Hall. For three of the four seasons, it was a lackluster room; usually, the red carpets were the only pop of color, the only thing that drew the eye upon entrance. During the Holidays, the Hall was lit up. Festive cultural desserts were set out on tables and fairy lights brightened the walls, bringing light to the ever-drab occasion of an ordinary assembly. The walls were ordained with paper snowflakes, a giant wreath was hung on the open door, and the voices of the choir opened up the space and shattered a wall of dullness, turning the place into a Winter Wonderland. The choir, being the biggest group, had the responsibility of decorating the Performance Hall. Every year, a tree was put up, a menorah was lit with fake candles, and gifts were exchanged within every performing group in Secret Santa.

“Alright kids, as there’s an odd number of you this year, there will be one group of three…” Mrs. Yang addressed the nineteen of you. The sopranos were split into Hyuck and Taeil, and you and Chenle. Your job was to buy decorations for the tree.

You and Chenle had been friendly before; it was hard not to like him given his outgoing nature. Taeil’s voice would crack, he’d start laughing, and soon after the whole choir would be giggling with him. He was a lovable creature, Zhong Chenle.

That Sunday, you and Chenle went to the mall. It was an awkward atmosphere, you’d never hung out alone. You rocked back and forth on your feet and he played with his hands, both of you waiting for the other to say something first. He broke the ice.

“Wow, so it even smells festive in here, huh?” You gave a quick glance at the candle store behind him before giving him a small smile. He wasn’t wrong. It did. “Shall we?” He grinned.

The only plan was to walk until something caught your eye. For Chenle, that thing was a plushie store. Without thinking, he grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you gently in that direction.

“Y/n, who’s your Secret Santa?” He asked, turning a Charmander plushie in his hands.

“Oh, I have Jisung. Shoot I’d completely forgotten about that.”

“You know him?” He put down the Charmander as he eyed a seal across the room.

“Not really, I know he’s on dance crew but I have no idea what to get him. I don’t know what dancers like.” Chenle walked over to the seal as you followed behind.

“Well, he’s my best friend. I can help!” Surprisingly, you’d never seen the two interact. Jisung was a tenor, so he sat far from you and Chenle. “Jisung… he likes random stuff. Stuff he’d never need but can entertain him for hours on end, you know?” You nodded, understanding. “Last year he got a launchpad and he was on that thing for hours…”

You and Chenle walked around the shops for a while, looking both for decorations and a present for Park Jisung. One store was completely decked out. There was tinsel in the windows and a light up snowman at the door. The inside had shelves upon shelves of ornaments and lights, and even a section for gift-giving. You and Chenle decided to split up to look for decor. You were on silver decorations and Chenle on white. You admired the gift section as you searched. Initially, you wanted to find something for Jisung, but the jewelry counter had you hooked. It was cheap enough, maybe 20 bucks a piece, but you only had the school’s money on you. They had necklaces, earrings, and rings of many designs and cuts. One set of gold dangly earrings caught your eye. A gold chain hung from each ear, with little golden music note pendants hanging on them. Realizing your distraction, you turned back around to see Chenle waving you over. You met each other at the checkout counter with hands full of decor to rob the school’s bank account dry.

“They’ll never let us buy anything again.”

“Well, better to regret doing something than never doing it at all!” Chenle laughed, handing the wide-eyed cashier the school’s card. “Did you find anything for Jisung?”

“Not yet. What does he like, man? I can’t think of anything good…” Chenle had told you a bit about him while you walked around the mall before, but it wasn’t helpful information for finding a gift.

He likes to dance, rap, he’s kinda shy… you recalled him saying.

“Ooh, I know!” Chenle grabbed half the bags, “Jisung has abnormally large feet, we could buy him shoes! He can never find ones that fit!” You couldn’t contain your laughter.

“Chenle do you really think I have enough money to buy something like shoes? I don’t even have my own money on me right now.”

“It’s okay, I’ll buy them for now. You can pay me back later, but I’m so sure there’s a place around here that holds his size, come on!”

Chenle ran to the shop he was thinking of and waited for you at the door. There were indeed a lot of shoes.

“Jisung likes black…” he said, putting a finger to his chin and furrowing his eyebrows as he looked for the size. It was really cute, the way he focused. He grabbed the correct size and walked with you to the counter to pay. He didn’t even notice the price as he gave his card and turned to you. “Aren’t you glad you have me here?” he said in a tone that was more of a happy statement than a question. You didn’t respond, you were too focused on the receipt the cashier handed Chenle.

“125 dollars? Chenle, what the hell? You just paid for shoes that are 125 dollars!” You exclaimed as you grabbed the receipt. He saw the fear in your eyes, but he didn’t seem to care.

“Yeah,” he said, taking the box from the cashier, “Is that okay?” Um, no.

“How- I don’t have $125 to pay you back, man, I’m a highschool student!” Chenle stared blankly at you for a moment before apologizing.

“Oh… I’m sorry, I guess I should have consulted you,” he chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. There was nervousness in his voice. “You can totally pay me back in increments, no rush!” He smiled and ruffled your hair playfully, making light of the situation, before once again grabbing the bags and shoebox and heading back to your car. You’d heard the kid was rich, but that was a lot to spend so spontaneously at his age…

Chenle closed the trunk before freezing suddenly.

“Hey, Y/n I think I forgot something. Give me a minute, okay? I’ll be right back,” before you could answer he ran back to the mall. Ten minutes later he returned.

“Found it?”

“What?”

“Whatever you were looking for?”

“Oh, no. It must be in one of our bags. It’s okay, I don’t really care. Let’s just drop this stuff at school, I’ll worry about it later.”

“If you say so, Chenle.”

♪

On Wednesday evening you two helped set up the tree with the decorations you’d bought. The other night after the mall trip, you wrapped up Jisung’s shoes to put under the school tree alongside the other gifts. Wong Yukhei, of the bass line, arrived late to the decorating, with a big flourish as usual.

“Yes!” He exclaimed, walking through the big double doors, “Let’s get this matzoh!” and, as usual, everyone ignored it.

Yukhei and Ten were in charge of light decorating around the side door that led up to the stage. No one trusted them with the bigger stuff. Of course, the first thing they did was put up was mistletoe.

Just like when you were buying the ornaments, no plan was put into decorating this tree. You and Chenle both just threw stuff on and hoped it looked good - and honestly, it wasn’t too bad. For two kids who could barely reach the top of the tree, it looked pretty dang good! Once all the decorations were up, you both stepped back to take a look at the final product.

“You know, it could be better,” Chenle smiled.

“But we decked them halls okay no one told us to try.” Since Sunday you’d felt closer and closer to Chenle. He laughed at your jokes now. Jokes… You felt comfortable telling jokes with him! A big accomplishment considering how intimidatingly extroverted he was. It was safe to say that by this point, you were friends.

♪

Friday was the day of the performance. Students flooded the PH adorned in ugly Christmas and Hanukkah sweaters, reindeer antlers, and Santa hats. The girl’s choir wore festive onesies and the boy’s choir wore ugly sweaters. From morning to evening there were festivities. The theater kids did skits with the sports captains and the teachers had a holiday costume contest.

The day came to an end with the songs you’d rehearsed. People milled around eating whatever holiday treats others brought in for the occasion and listened to the sound of your voices bouncing off the walls. When the day was over, the choir went backstage for Secret Santa. Safe to say Jisung loved the shoes and gave you a big hug, which gave you time to whisper in his ear that it was really all Chenle’s doing but you were glad he liked it. When it was your turn the boys all looked to you, and you saw Chenle pull a little box out from his coat pocket.

“You’re my Secret Santa?” You laughed, taking the box, “What, are you proposing or something?” You opened the box and your eyes widened, your smile faltered before growing twice as big. Gold chain music note earrings… the ones you saw in the shop on Sunday. You gaped unintentionally and looked back up at him, as he gave you a wink from across the room. After the gift exchange, you caught him leaving from the offstage exit. “Hey! How’d you know?” you asked, stopping him. “How’d you know I wanted those earrings?”

“Y/n,  you were staring at them for a good three minutes on Sunday. I thought of getting you them but I didn’t know how to be discreet about it… then I remembered Jisung’s feet and it wiped all memory of the earrings from my mind.” He chuckled, “But I remembered again as soon as we were about to leave! Remember that?”

“Well, I don’t remember how many times you just said the word ‘remember’. Oh, by the way, here’s 20 dollars. The first installment on this loan I have.” You smiled, taking the 20 out of your pocket.

“Hey!” Yukhei called from behind you. You both turned and were met with a smug smirk on the tall boy’s face. “You’re under the mistletoe~” He winked before bounding away, giddy that something he did worked. You watched Yukhei leave before facing Chenle again. He took your face in his hands.

“Can I?” He asked. It was probably the quietest you’d ever heard him. You nodded. His heart beat faster and faster, more rapid than he was expecting, until his lips finally met yours in a sweet embrace. You both pulled away quickly, and it was awkward again, like the first time you hung out. But this time, you both welcomed it. “Y/n?”

“Yeah?”

“You just paid off your loan.”

[creativinn]

Rotating Inuyasha Anime Art Exhibition to open in five Japanese cities beginning next month | SoraNews24 -Japan News-

You might need to “sit” for this one–indulge in the nostalgia and buy up the exclusive character goods at this limited-time art appreciation event.

2020 has brought uncountable challenges, but one of the few good things to come out of this year is the release of , the anime-only sequel to Rumiko Takahashi’s beloved Inuyasha story. Since premiering on October 3, the series has so far been an absolute treasure trove of nostalgia for those who grew up watching the original time-traveling, feudal fantasy series 20 years ago. The renewed interest in the series has also led to a variety of celebratory events across Japan such as the limited-time manga chapters as well as the opening of an -themed cafe in Japan (currently wrapping up its final leg in Nagoya on November 29).

This time, we’re ecstatic to share that the first rotating art exhibition dedicated to the Inuyasha anime will be held in five Japanese cities through the end of 2020 and into early next year. 

▼ The main promotional image for the exhibition features titular character Inuyasha in his full-human and half-demon forms.

The Inuyasha Anime Exhibition will be open in Tokyo beginning on November 7 for just over two weeks before moving to Niigata (Takahashi’s hometown), Nagoya, Osaka, and Fukuoka (if only those of us outside of Japan could hop in the Bone-Eater’s Well and travel across space and time instantly…!) Not much has been released yet regarding the content of the artwork to be displayed, but we do have plenty of information about tickets and themed merchandise to be sold at the events.

Advance tickets are currently on sale through Lawson and are encouraged, though same-day tickets may also be purchased. However, visitors should note that there are daily limits for the amount of tickets that can be sold, as well as strictly enforced entry times due to coronavirus countermeasures. In the case of the Tokyo exhibition, there will be ten unique entry times to choose from per day. Ticket prices are as follows (entry for children younger than elementary school age is free):

Standard tickets (advance)

Standard tickets (same day)

In addition, special tickets that come with a limited edition hand towel and mini dish, pictured below, are also available for either advance or same-day purchase:

Special tickets with goods (advance)

Special tickets with goods (same day)

▼ Limited-edition goods: a hand towel featuring the playful fox demon Shippo and feline demon companion Kirara, as well as a mini dish featuring Inuyasha

As a special perk, everyone who enters the exhibition will also receive one of the following five randomly selected commemorative illustrations!

▼ Friends, foes, and the infamous love triangle of the Inuyasha-verse

With dozens of commemorative goods and multiple character versions to choose from, the on-site shop is where longtime fans may really have to display some of that good old-fashioned “sit” restraint before they empty their wallets faster than Sango (the OG demon slayer) could slap Miroku (the perverted monk). Let’s take a peek at the goodies, shall we?

Exhibition pamphlet (2,200 yen)

Clear files A-D (385 yen)

Postcard sets A-C (660 yen)

Acrylic stands — Inuyasha, Sesshomaru–two versions of each (1,650 yen)

We hope that Yashahime will finally answer our most burning question of all time: Exactly what conditioner does Inuyasha’s older half-brother Sesshomaru use to maintain those silky locks?!

Charm straps — Inuyasha, Kagome, Shippo, Miroku, Sango, Kikyo, Sesshomaru, Rin, Naraku versions (1,650 yen)

These charm straps display a token featuring weapons, items, or beings commonly associated with each character.

▼ Pictured: Inuyasha and Kagome versions

Plushies — Inuyasha, Kagome, Miroku, Sango, Sesshomaru versions (3,080 yen)

Plushie key chains — Shippo, Kirara versions (1,980 yen)

T-shirts — Inuyasha, Shippo & Kirara versions (3,300 yen)

Acrylic key chains with stand collection — 13 total (770 yen)

These key chains are notable for featuring individual goods of several popular secondary characters, including Kohaku, Koga, Kagura & Kanna, and Bankotsu & Jakotsu.

Fried mochi slices in a tin (1,650 yen)

Cup ramen with bonus sticker (864 yen)

In what has to be the most hilarious offering of the bunch, you too can now sample the same 21st century instant ramen that Inuyasha is so enamored with. The illustration on the front of the package is a nod to episode 82 of the original anime which takes place mainly in the modern era.

Canvas boards A-C (3,850 yen) and Music box (4,180 yen)

Acrylic dioramas (large–3,080 yen, small–1,650 yen)

Fragrance salves — Inuyasha, Kagome, Shippo, Miroku, Sango, Kikyo, Sesshomaru versions (935 yen)

▼ Pictured: Miroku and Sango versions

Natural rock bracelets — Inuyasha, Sesshomaru versions (4,400 yen)

Pins collection — 8 total (550 yen)

Tote bag (2,200 yen)

Notebook-style smartphone case (3,850 yen)

Big tapestries — Inuyasha, Sesshomaru versions (9,350 yen)

Inuyasha animation 2021 desktop calendar (1,980 yen)

Shoppers who buy over 5,000 yen worth of goods at the on-site shop will receive a small present. In addition, please note that the shop is regretfully unable to accept Shikon jewel shards as a form of payment.

We hope that the news of this exhibition has you even more excited than Miroku at a pool party. If you’d like a refresher on the original anime series before going to see the artwork or watching Yashahime, check out our guide to episodes to rewatch in the meantime.

Inuyasha Anime Exhibition information Times and details are subject to change so please check the official website before going.

Tokyo (November 7, 2020-November 23, 2020) Ikebukuro Parco Main Building, Parco Factory 7th floor Address: Tokyo-to, Toshima-ku, Minami-Ikebukuro 1-28-2 東京都豊島区南池袋1-28-2 Open: 11 a.m.-9 p.m. (last entry at 8:30 p.m.) Note: November 23, 2020 last entry at 5:30 p.m.

Niigata (November 28, 2020-January 11, 2021) Niigata Manga Animation Museum, Bandai City BP2 1st floor Address: Niigata-shi, Chuo-ku, Yachiyo 2-5-7 新潟市中央区八千代2-5-7 Open: Monday-Friday 11 a.m.-7 p.m., Saturday & Sunday 10 a.m.-7 p.m. (last entry at 6:30 p.m.) Closed: January 1, 2021 Note: December 31, 2020 & January 11, 2021 last entry at 4:30 p.m.

Nagoya (January 16, 2021-January 31, 2021) Nagoya Parco Details will be released when the time draws closer.

Osaka & Fukuoka Details will be released when the time draws closer.

Sources: Inuyasha Anime Exhibition, Twitter/@inuyasha_ten Images: Inuyasha Anime Exhibition ● Want to hear about SoraNews24’s latest articles as soon as they’re published? Follow us on Facebook and Twitter!

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Daily Doodle 241/365 - August 29, 2017

A day full of passion, determination and need to please!

At least that’s what both Pixie and my animation team have in common, that’s a lot of gifts..

Today I woke up late again, but some minutes earlier than yesterday, so that’s.. good.. still bad though, I miss 2 to 3 hours of my morning sleeping, I’m fine with waking up at 8, ack!

I made myself some lunch since it was so late and then just got on my PC to sketch out a silly idea someone suggested to me yesterday regarding commissions. I did so until it was 2pm. I had set up an alarm for that time since I had an university meeting at 3pm

I got ready real quick and left to the meeting. There I got reminded of the heavy traffic but ever since I graduated, it’s gotten a lot worse.. I still blame the fact that they closed a lot of schools in the island, but I eventually made it to the university

Once there, I happily greeted my team once again which I hadn’t seen since May, they were very happy to see me again. They asked how I’ve been and all that stuff

We later started the main meeting and discussed the project we had put on hold, at least I think it was on hold, but either way, it makes me happy to know it’s still there and we will finish it. I know it’ll be awesome. We also welcomed some new members, one of them includes this guy that did an animatic some months ago that completely blew my mind. The class required a one minute animatic from what I remember and he did a 20+ minute one, WOW!! It looked really well done as well and I’m super excited to see how he can help us with this project

After the meeting we did a celebratory clap to announce that we were back in action and I should start working on my parts soon this upcoming month

There was a second meeting one of my friends did which involved him showing an animatic he was working on and needed animators and even if I don’t think I’ll be able to animate, I still will help him. So I will break a personal record again and work on 3 animated projects in one month, beating my previous record of 2 excluding the weekly animation challenge from last year

I also taught one of my teammates a filter effect in Photoshop/Clipstudio which makes screenshot-like art look like real screenshots and he was extremely happy about it! I love to help!!

After this was all done, I said my goodbyes and left to Pixie’s place where we planned on having a little date now that I was down in the city. There was a lot of traffic in the city at the time so I didn’t let Pixie borrow my car to practice since I want him to learn a bit more before getting into more stressful situations

We headed out to Walmart to search for a calculator Pixie needed but didn’t find. He did however try to buy me a TON of snacks. Which we just got some mini-donuts outside of the place

We later headed to a Kmart to try and find a calculator but they were out of Pixie’s price range so he postponed it for another time. Pixie succeeded in convincing me to let him buy me some trail mix bars I’ve been drooling for awhile now, so he got me there! I don’t want him spending a fortune on me, but it makes him happy!

After this we headed to the usual Fuddruckers and got our stuff. Finally confirmed somewhat that they DO accept Android Pay so we can rest assured for next time, I just wish they were more educated on that but almost nobody uses those modern services here.. Oh well

I sat down and Pixie headed to the claw machines. He later surprised me with this cute blue plushie which he promised himself he would try to get in one try for me and he managed to do it! So I now have another plushie to add to my collection of plushies Pixie has gotten me.. he’s actually getting luckier with these claw machines

We ate and talked. Pixie now knows that my parents know we’re in a relationship and they’re fine with it, other than that we got stuffed while eating and we didn’t even have our milkshake yet.. so I overstuffed myself and regretted it when I got home

Either way, today was a whole lot of determination going around.. to finish animation projects.. to buy me things.. to finish all of the food..

Also, I got home late after mom asking me not to arrive late.. oh dang

And I started the doodle 2 hours ago but got heavily distracted, now it’s 2am.. hey, at least it’s not 3am!! HAHA!! I’m gonna bed