#also hearing my little brother tell me how proud he is teared me up even more ngl we don’t say those things out loud too often

[dreaminofu]

BIG DAY TODAY FOR ME AND I JUST WANT TO SHOUT IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS ❤️

[kittyball23]

Any chance of a quick fic of Branch's bros showing and telling Poppy Branch's embarrassing baby photos all while he's a embarrassed grumpy pants about it? I feel we need more embarrassing loving big brothers moments.

Hi, Anon, I apologize for this being delayed. I wrote out a few drafts to this story, but was unsatisfied with the turnout until now. I do hope you enjoy :)

Show and Tell (a Trolls fanfic)

By the time that Branch had gotten his drink at the bar - a concoction his older brother called the Tropical Refresh, composed of a variety of fresh, fruity juices  - and walked over to the backstage area of the karaoke stage to find Poppy, he could already hear the bouts of giggling coming from his girlfriend. Branch had come across this type of situation a few times already, and he didn’t need to ask what had gotten her in such a lighthearted mood.

“Don’t you ever get tired of looking at that?” he asked, gesturing at the clue board that she was unashamedly ogling over.

“Nope!” Poppy chirped. “How can you ever get tired of looking at this cutie-patootie face, huh?” She reached into her pocket and showed him a little wallet-size photograph of him in his signature perm.

Branch gasped. “Hey! Who gave you that?”

“I did!” The blue Troll turned to find John Dory approaching them, looking quite proud of himself. “Don’t worry bro, I got copies for you, too!” he said, pulling out three more from his dark, aquamarine hair.

Branch groaned. “Seriously?”

“What do you mean ‘seriously’? What’s so embarrassing about a baby photo? You totally rocked the look!” JD asked, confused. Then he chuckled, nudging Branch with his elbow and speaking hushedly so Poppy couldn’t hear. “At least I didn’t show her the other box, right?”

But Poppy had heard him. She perked up and faced John Dory with curiosity. “What other box?”

JD beamed at her. “Ohoho, girl, if you like these photos, just wait till you see what I got in store for you.” Whistling Rhonda over, he entered his caterbus and pulled out a heavy-looking trunk. He struggled dragging it out for a moment, and then gave a short cry.

“Ouch! There goes my back,” he whined with a grimace, having strained himself too hard and rubbing the affected area. But the smile returned to his face a moment later. “Feast your eyes on le pièce de résistance, Poppy Seed!” he declared grandly, and then opened the trunk with a dramatic flair.

For a second light almost seemed to emit from the trunk, like it had been filled with glittering gold. When Poppy managed to focus in and see what it actually was, well, it was as good as gold to her.

“EEEE! Oh my GOSH!!” She grabbed Branch’s arm and leapt up and down with tears of joy while her boyfriend grumbled in dismay. “This is the best day of my life!”

“OOooo, really! Why’s that?” It had been Viva who’d spoken, neither one of them having heard her approaching with all the commotion Poppy was making. She noticed the trunk and grinned. “Is there a lifetime supply of candy in there? I know that would be the best day of my life!”

“Even better!” Poppy cried, stepping aside so her sister could see. Viva tucked her hands under her chin and gushed.

“Awwww…. That’s so sweet!”

Suddenly Poppy whirled on John Dory, grabbing him by the vest and shaking him hard. “John Dory! And just how long were you going to wait before you told me about this?!?!”

“You gotta ask to receive!” JD answered simply.

“Well, I guess,” Poppy grumbled, “Okay, but no more dillydallying, you have GOT to spill everything to me about these!”

But to her surprise, John Dory shook his head. “No can do, Miss Poppy…”

The Pop Queen’s jaw dropped. “WHAT?”

While also surprised to hear this answer come from his brother, Branch was actually relieved. “Oh, good.” The less embarrassment he had to endure in front of his girlfriend, the better!

But it seemed JD wasn’t done explaining. “...Not without the others to help,” he finished with a sly smile.

Now it was Branch’s turn to exclaim “What?”

And before he could stop him, John Dory had cupped his hands around his mouth and called out in the direction of the cantina. “YO, BRUCE! CLAY! FLOYD! GET YOUR BUTTS OVER HERE, PRONTO!”

A few seconds later, all three Trolls had hightailed their way over.

“What’s up John Dory?” Floyd asked.

“Why you sounding like there’s a big emergency or something?” Clay questioned with suspicion, knowing how JD had a tendency to overexaggerate matters.

“And why does Poppy look like she’s about to faint?” Bruce asked, pointing at the overwhelmed Pop Queen who was being held up by Viva and fanned.

John Dory presented the trunk to the three of them. “Does this answer your question?”

Three identical ear-to-ear smiles stretched across their faces.

“Awwww, that’s nice,” Clay cooed.

“Wow,” Floyd whispered, tears pooling in his eyes, “I really had thought these were all gone…”

“Well they’re not!” Bruce chuckled happily. “This is great!”

“You’re telling me,” Poppy mumbled, just about ready to collapse. “And speaking of telling me…” She gestured at the trunk meaningfully.

But Branch intervened, putting a hand up. “Now wait, wait a second, hold on. Must we do this?”

John Dory rubbed his chin. “Hmm. Alright, those who aren’t in favor, raise your hands,” he said, putting the decision up to vote.

As it turned out, Branch was the only one among the seven who followed through on that.

“‘Kay. Now, all in favor of sharing Branch’s totally brodacious and all-around awesome Bitty-B-baby photographs, put ‘em up!”

Six hands flew up into the air without hesitation.

Branch rolled his eyes. “Fine.”

“YAY!” Poppy cheered, clapping her hands with Viva and giving her boyfriend a great big hug in gratitude.

John Dory grinned as he reached into the trunk - full to the brim with Branch-centered memorabilia, cut-outs, magazine-clippings, and pictures - and pulled out the first item to share. Poppy squealed as he began to explain.

“Hehehe, this one” - he started, gesturing at a photograph of Baby Branch suspended on a glitter wire - “was when we were deciding how Branch was gonna make his first live appearance. We thought about having him lower down onto the stage from above, but, hehehe, he was kinda afraid of heights.”

“I was a baby, John Dory. Everything around me looked big! So… yeah,” Branch said in his defense, crossing his arms.

Bruce had a turn picking next, and gave a knowing “Ohhh,” when he saw what it was. “Debut outfit idea that, of course, didn’t work because of, well… the obvious.” When he showed the photo, it was Baby Branch with his head barely peeking out of the top of a puffy blue vest, BroZone’s signature white slacks on his bottom and trailing behind him like a gown’s train.

“I wasn’t the same size as you all back then,” Branch said with a tone in his voice that exhibited a “duh!”

“Aw, but at least you’ll fit in it now, right, sweetie?” Poppy cooed lovingly to him.

He had to smirk at his girlfriend’s neverending optimism. “Yeah, I guess so.”

Clay laughed when he pulled out the next photograph. “Ohhh, man… Grandma’s birthday,” he said fondly. “Each of us had a hand in getting together her special Fluffleberry cake. Bruce and I made the batter. John Dory and Floyd took care of the baking. And Branch, hehehe… he helped decorate. Although, I think he might’ve ended up decorating himself more than the cake.” He turned the photo around so the others could see the little blue Troll baby covered from head to toe in colorful icing and sprinkles.

“It was my first time!” Branch wailed. “And believe me, I had icing in places I didn’t even know I had.” He shuddered to remember. “It was unpleasant.”

“Well, it’s a good thing we took you to the bath right after,” Floyd said with a little grin. The grin became wider when he pulled out the next photo. “Oh my, and speaking of baths… can’t forget your first shower, can we?”

Branch’s cheeks turned red from embarrassment when the baby photo depicted him pictured from behind, the soap bubbles barely hiding his birthday suit.

“Whoaho!” JD cracked up., “Now there’s something you don’t see everyday!”

“I guess you could say it happens only once in a blue moon, am I right?” Clay joked, Bruce laughing alongside him.

“OH!” Poppy squeaked in surprise, blushing, while Viva gasped and put a hand over her mouth.

“This just goes to showcase a whole new meaning to ‘junk in the trunk!’” Branch humphed with whatever dignity he had left, referring to John Dory’s trunk of memorabilia. Although, his older brother didn’t interpret the statement that way.

“I’ll say!” he hollered, stooping down to slap Branch in the rear.

“OUCH! JD!”

The goggled Troll giggled in response to his shout.

Branch huffed and plopped down to the ground, both as a way to ensure that John Dory wouldn’t do that again and as a way to make himself comfortable. Because - as the elder Troll took his turn sifting through the trunk for another good photograph and story attached to it, and his brothers eagerly awaited their next turns, and his girlfriend sat there nearly panting in anticipation - Branch realized that he would be there for quite some time.

Yep. A nice loooong time.

[ronwestbreeze]

i had an idea for your shallow end series. imagine y/n telling tua about her late older brother and what he was like, little stories about him when he was alive in attempt to keep his memory alive even after having another baby :')

wishes

pairing: jake sully x fem!na'vi!reader

summary: in which you help tua fall asleep by telling her about her older brother...

warnings: a little angsty :(

word count: 0.6k

author's note: yes it's a bit short but i liked how it turned out so, eh i'm not too worried. hope you enjoy it. this kind of hurt me haha

“A-Aawpok?”

“Mhmm, that’s your older brother’s name.” You say.

Both you and little Tua, who was beginning to say her first words, were lying down in the tent together that night. Everyone else had fallen asleep, all sprawled about. Lo’ak, Spider, and Neteyam were sleeping on one side of the room. Kiri and Tuk lay next to Neytiri, Tuk being sandwiched between the two. Jake lied on the other side of Neytiri and was also sandwiched between you and Neytiri. And Tua was on your right. You had turned a little bit out of your husband’s arms so you could face and comfort her.

It usually took Tua a while to fall asleep. You never minded staying up with her since you were having trouble sleeping yourself these days.

You caressed her little toes as you whispered quietly for her to hear, “He would have adored you, my little one. He always loved taking care of his siblings, fiercely protective of them—which means he was as stubborn as your father.” You chuckled quietly as Tua stared up at you with wide eyes.

Tua took your thumb and brought it to her mouth, numbing at it with her barely grown teeth as you continued. “The boy was quite adventurous too. Often always getting into trouble with Lo’ak, he could be a little troublesome sometimes but that’s what I loved best about him. I still remember the first time he got his ikran. Your brother was so stubborn about it. Like Lo’ak, he had fallen off the first time and was determined to get back on it and try again. Jake was against it but Aawpok did it anyway and he succeeded. I had never been so proud but of course, I had to receive an earful afterwards about how he’s my son, yadda, yadda, yadda.” Tua giggled when you tried mimicking Jake’s voice. “We often fought about it but that was during the times where your father and I weren’t as close…

“Aawpok always hated it, how distant we were in the beginning. And I hated that he had to see that. He was sensitive and always fought for us to love each other someday.” You played with Tua’s little hairs on her head, blinking away tears. “I just wished he could’ve seen that it did come true. That his wishes were heard that he was heard. He would be so happy if he were here…my little sunshine boy.” You tickled her belly, earning another giggle from the toddler that made you smile despite your tears. “And my little moon girl.”

You hummed a quiet lullaby to her, stopping every now and then when your voice quivered just a bit. Eventually, Tua’s eyes began to droop until they closed and her breathing evened in a steady pattern.

And for a moment you pressed your ear against her chest without waking her, listening to her little heartbeat. You lied on your back then, closing your eyes to will the tears away.

It wasn’t until you felt a larger body wrap itself around you, did you finally open your eyes. You turned your head to find Jake was awake. He watched you as he always did, his larger hand coming up to caress your cheek, wiping away the tear stains as he did.

“Is she sleeping?” He asked quietly, sitting up just a bit to see her sleeping form.

“Mhm.” You responded, burying yourself further into his chest. He responded instantly, wrapping his arm around you while the other stayed with Neytiri.

He pressed a kiss against your hairline, “I miss him too.” He kissed your nose. “And I wish he was here, every waking day.”

You smiled up at him, “He was so much like you.”

A chuckle left his lips, “Yes but he was you all the same. I loved that about him. And I love that about you.”

You sat up slightly and leaned down to press a kiss against his lips, “I love you.”

“And I adore you.”

[wen-kexing-apologist]

Top 5 meals/food-related moments?

have a good day :)

oh ho ho ho so I see you have decided on a nuclear option. Well, do I have just the thing for you

Kayoko telling Kenji that Shiro Talks About Him in What Did You Eat Yesterday? Season 2, Ep. 11

Shiro has a really hard time verbally expressing love, especially about Kenji to Kenji. Which is why you, me, Kenji, everybody has to understand Food As Love is Shiro's entire shtick. In season 1, Shiro outed himself to Kayoko because she thought he might attack her and she calmed down about Shiro immediately after she found out he was a lawyer. And we see Kayoko ask Shiro about Kenji from time to time. BUT in Season 2, Kayoko sees Kenji in the supermarket and instantly recognizes him off of Shiro's description of him alone. And she treats him like a celebrity because of how much Shiro talks about Kenji. So you can imagine that I was absolutely bawling my fucking eyes out when Kayoko said this to Kenji at dinner:

"But you know, I already knew your preferences so well. When I go shopping with Kakei-san, he talks about you all the time...He says it with a smile"

Complete with flashbacks of Shiro talking about Kenji, what food he likes, why it's okay to get something a little more expensive. Kenji is a loud, proud, more femme gay man who is not able to hide his queerness the way that Shiro has. Kenji is also an incredibly patient and understanding man who knows Shiro is grappling with a lot of internalized homophobia, the weight of knowing he can't give his parents the grandchildren they want, parents who struggle with his sexuality. Kenji knows that Shiro loves him, but we know he can be hurt by it sometimes. So Kenji hearing from Kayoko how much Shiro talks about him was something that was so fucking needed. Not necessary, but needed. And I could not hold back my tears to see Shiro smiling away talking to Kayoko about his boyfriend, because he has so few people he can and will do that with.

Making "Magic", Our Dining Table (Bokura No Shoutaku), Ep. 5

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gif by @troubled-mind

Absolutely one of my favorite moments in the entire series is Tane appearing with this instant ramen package in his hand asking if Minoru wants to make "magic". I love it for so many reasons. I love it because Minoru has sacrificed so much in his life to help take care of Tane and because of that, because of who Minoru is, because of who his father is, because of who his mother is Tane is an extremely extremely emotionally aware kid. My sweet, sweet, beautiful baby boy can tell something is up with Yutaka after they run in to his older brother at the grocery store, and he can tell something is up with Minoru after they meet with his ex-girlfriend at the restaurant. And Tane repays all the care he is giving by these two by trying to find a solution he thinks will help make them feel better. Which is of course to make ramen fried rice.

Now. There is even more to this than Tane just picking up this meal his mother used to make a lot. Because Tane's mother died when he was two. He would have little to no memories of his mother, but Minoru would. Which means Minoru would have had to teach him this, carrying on her memories, her stories, her comfort to his baby brother. Minoru teaches Tane how to smash the ramen the same way their mother taught Minoru to do it. AND there is even more to this that is not really addressed but is something I (and I'm sure others) realized a bit later. Because I have made this meal multiple times and it is...so easy. I mean, 20 minutes rice in the rice cooker the day before, smash the noodles, I microwave them for 3 minutes, drain the water, and then five minutes later I've got a complete dish. It takes almost zero energy and it is great for my high pain days or my super low days. Minoru talks about his mother being sick, and how she really didn't let on to it. But the ramen fried rice is a good indication to me that she was hiding her exhaustion, her illness, her pain with fun, easy meals like this that require minimal effort and energy.

Amane having dinner with Ryuji's family, If It's With You (Kimi to Nara Koi Wo Shite Mite Mo), Ep. 3

gif by @jimmysea

I will never not love characters who are deeply deeply sad and hide the pain they've suffered and the melancholy they carry with them behind kindness and smiles and light. Amane brightens up every room he walks in to...well, every room that has anyone else but Ryuji in it. Ryuji is incredibly incredibly good at seeing straight through to Amane's core and calling him out on trying to hide himself and his feelings away. But here, in Ryuji's home Amane is well and truly feeling happy. He is understanding what family can look like, what family can feel like. Something he has never known because his parents worked so much he always ate alone. Amane deserves to experience these things, and I am so glad that he was able to have this moment because if and when Ryuji gets comfortable with dating Amane and brings him home again, it's good to know that Ryuji's family is kind and that they already know him, love him, and are comfortable enough to tease him immediately so Amane won't have to worry about their reaction.

Charn eating with Tinn's family, Laws of Attraction, Ep. 5

The fucking!!!!!!! GAHHH!! As much as we have all obsessed over the chemistry between Jam and Film, how hot Maya and Rose are, how unhinged Charn are Nawin are, how fucking awesome the grandmother is, we really do not talk enough about the fact that Laws of Attraction is first and foremost a tragedy. In the short time we had with her we knew Tonkhao was happy, and funny, and loved and she was just trying to help ease the burden her uncle had by going shopping for him and died as a result. That's Tinn's baby girl, he's raised her since infancy, and he lost her in such a horrific way. I reblogged something about grief the other day that talked about how grief in fiction and grief in reality are so different because grief in reality is so mundane, your world may be turning on it's axis but you still have to go grocery shopping. Stories like this one do more to bridge that gap, Tonkhao is dead, but you still have to find a lawyer, Tonkhao is dead but you still have to run your restaurant, Tonkhao is dead...Tonkhao is dead. And her memory and the love her family had for her is being tarnished in the news, this familly's grief is on full display, is questioned, is attacked. And I really loved this moment and the conversation that Charn has with Tinn immediately afterwards where Tinn talks about Tonkhao and how he wants her to be remembered, and I love this so deeply for what it shows about grief. That you can't just turn it on and off, here they are: grandma, Tinn, and Charn in a good mood, chatting away and then all of a sudden watching Charn eat and enjoy the soup just triggers a memory of Tonkhao that brings a ton of pain bubbling to the surface out of nowhere. Tonkhao haunts the narrative, even after justice has been served, she is still there with them, her little doll sitting in a chair at Tinn and Charn's wedding.

Jim shares a beer with Li Ming, Moonlight Chicken, Ep. 7

There is something about the death of a community pillar rocks the community at large, and how the tragedy and grief of losing someone that important to so many people can finally spur people in to action. Jim has been watching Li Ming grow up before his very eyes, but he's like many other parent/guardians and has spent so much of the show having difficulty coming to terms with the fact that Li Ming is growing up. Jim spends so much of his time stressing out about Li Ming, his financial situation changed dramatically probably right around the time he took Li Ming in, Jim is worried about how much Li Ming has struggled and may continue to struggle and is having a hard time not blaming himself for that. And finally we get the release of the all the stress and tension with Jim acknowledging Li Ming is stepping in to adulthood. I love everything about this scene, I love the acknowledgement, I love the apology, I love Jim teasing Li Ming about Heart, and I especially love the conversation about Jam because I think it shows Jim that Li Ming is capable of complex, nuanced, adult thoughts and feelings. He helped with the funeral, he stood up in support of Heart, he talked back against injustice, Li Ming spent so much of this show coming in to his own, and this is the moment all that work, misery, stress, anger bears fruit for the single most important relationship in Li Ming's life.

ASK ME MY TOP 5 OF ANYTHING BL 2023

[goatcheeseandmilk]

I’m not going anywhere

Short little broppy oneshot abt poppy comforting branch 💕💙

(my first ever fanfic?? go easy on me)

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I’m Not Going Anywhere

The sun was finally setting, revealing a night sky that was covered in stars. After a long day of being on the road and trying to practice their “perfect family harmony” to save Floyd the group decided to take a break before it was time to turn in for the night. JD and Bruce were chatting off in the distance while looking at some tree and Clay was inside the bus getting his bed ready for the night. Branch was busy being lost in his own world. He sat down in the grass, running his blue fingers along the blades. Of course seeing his brothers again after all these years was great and he was happy to see them again but it also wasn’t easy. The whole ordeal exhausted him with the emotional war constantly happening in his head.

He hated the way being with his brothers made him feel like that baby again. Helpless and small watching them walk out the door, leaving him alone with their grandmother who then died at the hands of a bergen not long after. Before her death Branch could tell how much she missed her grandsons. She’d put on a happy face for him of course but he could still hear her crying sometimes at night. He held onto the hope that they would return and that they could be a family again. He built the bunker for them just like him and Floyd had planned all those years ago still hoping they’d come back. Part of him hated them for what they did to not just him but also their grandmother.

He hated them for leaving him especially when he needed them the most. He hated them for leaving him to be alone after their grandma died. He hated them for not being there to do something so their grandma didn’t have to die. He hated them even for trying to pretend like nothing happened since then, for trying to pretend like he’s still that baby they abandoned. Even with all the hate he couldn’t help but still love them. He couldn’t help but still want to be a family again and fix what had become so broken. He could recognize that they all came from broken lives in some way and that he wasn’t the only one who had suffered. All of it was confusing and hard to understand.

His complicated thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice. One that he loved to hear, the voice that always seemed to speak the right words when he needed it. The voice that belonged to his favorite face in the world.

“Branch?” Poppy said gently, sitting down in the grass next to him, knees curled up to her chest mimicking how he was sitting, her shoulder resting against his, “Are you alright?” She spoke slowly and carefully. “Not really” is what he wanted to say but then he knew that would lead to a “what’s wrong?” and that was a question that was too complicated for him to even answer to himself.

So instead he replied, “Yea, I’m alright”, in a shaky whisper, not quite selling it like he wanted to. He assumed Poppy wasn’t going to take that for an answer and he knew that she knew better than anybody when he wasn’t really alright. It was impossible for him to hide his true emotions from her.

It was to his surprise when instead of digging for a better response she simply replied to his answer with, “I’m proud of you.” She leaned into his shoulder as she said it and tried to catch his eye.

He looked up from the ground locking his gaze into her pink eyes with a slightly confused look on his face, “For what?” he asked. She gave him a small but genuine smile.

“For all of it,” She said, grabbing hold of his hand and running her thumb along it, “for being here right now, for giving family and trust another chance, for how far you’ve come, for having such a great heart even after everything you’ve been through, all of it.” He looked back at the ground, feeling hot tears spring into his eyes that he tried to keep from falling, she kept her gaze on him and squeezed his hand. “I know this isn’t easy for you, Branch but I’m so proud of you for taking it all in so well. We’re in this together, me and you, and I’m not going anywhere, no matter what.”

Branch looked back into her eyes as she reached up with her free hand to wipe away the tears that fell despite his protest. She always knew exactly what to say to him. Most of the time he felt like he didn’t deserve someone like her. She was, without a doubt, the best thing in his life and he would do anything not to lose her.

That was one of his many reasons for being so hesitant to come on this trip. He knew it would be difficult, he knew how vulnerable it would make him, he knew how many complicated emotions would come up. He was terrified to have the girl he loved see him like this. He was scared it’d push her to give up and leave him just like everybody else had in the past, but hearing her say those words made him realize he had nothing to be scared of. She not only understood him but she accepted and loved him for where he was at.

“I love you,” He said. Three words that seemed so simple and routine but that meant everything to him. Three words that silently spoke a thousand more.

She smiled at him before she pulled him in for a hug, wrapping her arms around him tightly, “I love you too, Branch, so much.” He knew she meant it too and for that moment all of the questions without answers, all of the pain and hurt, all of the confusing thoughts and feelings didn’t matter anymore. He had Poppy and that’s all that mattered.

thanks for reading hope you enjoyed :)

I love them so much

[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (PART THIRTEEN)

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y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 fair warning ‼️ if you found tuesdays post sappy, you won’t wanna see tonight’s! okay! happy scrolling!

i wanna start tonight’s postgame by saying that i cannot express how proud i am of this team! my boys, my closest friends. you ended the regular season tonight by breaking the franchise record tonight for most wins in a single season! 52 wins, baby! and breaking the record for best single season turnaround in the NHL since the league switched to the 82 game schedule with a +49 point difference! you guys are the most talented, most hardworking, and most dedicated team of people that i’ve had the privilege of meeting.

we ended this game with an overtime win, 5-4! it may have been a hard start, but you turned it around in the 3rd!

we got TWO goals by uncle u-haula tonight! a tip-in by sheriff woody! and a goal by dj dougie-h! so proud of you guys!

lukey got his very first NHL point tonight with an assist on erik’s first goal of the night and i can confirm that i shed a few tears. my pretty baby also made his 98th point tonight with an assist on haulaback girl’s second goal of the night!

however, most importantly, lukey, my smush, got his very first NHL goal tonight with the game winning goal! which was the catalyst that got us that franchise record breaking 52nd win. AND he did it with an assist from his big brother, my bubs, jacky! making lil jizzy end this season with NINETY-NINE points!

i am so proud of you, smush! you played SO well tonight and i can’t wait to see you continue to take ass and kick names! i’m so proud to be your figurative (and hopefully eventually real) big sister <3

it’s been a hell of a season! let’s go to the playoffs, boys!

tagged ehaula, miles.wood44, dougieham, lhughes_06 and jackhughes

lhughes_06 thank you squishy ❤️ if i have anything to do with it, you’ll be my sister sooner rather than later

y/ndevils00 oh don’t make me cry again, i’ll get a headache!

y/ndevils00 i’m gonna cuddle you till death!

lhughes_06 i think i’d be okay with that

jackhughes i wouldn’t

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes this isn’t about you though, is it?

jackhughes i’m so insanely proud of you little bro! can’t wait to kill it with you for many years to come!

lhughes_06 thank you jacky! it’s a dream come true to play with you!

y/ndevils00 SHUT UP STOP MAKING ME CRY! YOU ASSHOLES!

jackhughes you wanna hear something babe?

y/ndevils00 oh god what?

jackhughes @/lhughes_06 can i tell her?

lhughes_06 go for it

jackhughes so, you know luke is giving his first goal puck to our dad. but luke asked the refs if he could keep the puck he made his first assist with, so he can give it to you

y/ndevils00 what? you’re not fucking with me are you? because jack i stg if this is a joke to you, then i��m gonna start dating trevor

jackhughes not a joke, baby

trevorzegras why was i brought into this? and jack, you’re not even concerned that she threatened that? i think your girl wants me 🤪

jackhughes @/trevorzegras oh please, you guys would rip each other’s heads off within the first 10 minutes of dating

john.marino97 back to no feature on the post but i’ll accept this one for luke

y/ndevils00 yeah, yeah. ya know i said plenty of nice things about the team! it’s not all about the pictures!

y/ndevils00 besides, you didn’t even play in this game

john.marino97 still would’ve been nice to be included >:( but thank you best friend number 3, i love you

y/ndevils00 okay let’s not get carried away here!

john.marino97 you’re insufferable

y/ndevils00 i love you too, bff number 2

john.marino97 📸

y/ndevils00 damnit!

dawson1417 thank you bff 3! love you! let’s take on the playoffs!

y/ndevils00 i love you too, bff number 1! you’re gonna smash it!

john.marino97 @/y/ndevils00 why does his “i love you” come easy?!

y/ndevils00 @/john.marino97 i like to keep you on your toes 🤭

nicohischier thank you y/n/n! so glad to have you as our media manager!

y/ndevils00 awww 🫶 you still have to do the postgame interview

nicohischier fuck

jackhughes thank you sweet girl ❤️ so insanely lucky to have you in charge of our media. without you, i don’t know where i would be these past few years. thank you for being my best friend and my girlfriend (and yes, eventually my wife, i hope)

y/ndevils00 aww lil rizzy! YOU don’t have to do a postgame interview <3

jackhughes YES! suck it, hischier! @/nicohischier

y/ndevils00 i can still change my mind. don’t push your luck baby

jackhughes sorry babe, love you!

dougieham thanks y/n! it’s been an honor to work alongside you these past 2 seasons!

y/ndevils00 so glad i was given the opportunity to get you acclimated when you joined! love ya, doug!

jesperbratt thank you y/n! 😄 i’ve had lots of fun working with you!

y/ndevils00 please let me be your personal bodyguard. nobody will ever see me coming on the ice until i cross-check them for even looking at you the wrong way.

jesperbratt that’s nice! 🤍

_quinnhughes fun fact: y/n facetimed me crying after the game because “her smush won the game”. so proud of you lukey! you’re doing amazing man! keep up the great work!

y/ndevils00 that was supposed to stay between us, quinny! hope you have a good game though, fishy!

_quinnhughes thanks, sis!

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes HE CALLED ME SIS! DID YOU SEE THAT? DID YOU SEE THAT?!

jackhughes i did, love! i see it! so happy for you!

lhughes_06 thanks bro! love ya!

[zeninsama-moved]

wanted to write a lil something about big brother naoya... this is my first time writing anything kinda long in a WHILE so i'm proud of myself :') i needed the practice so be nice to me. who knew all it took was incest and piss LMAO also can u believe i used caps for this one <3

tw for incest and piss, themes of humiliation and degradation (mostly the situation, "slut" used once), female reader (she/her prns and petnames like "baby girl" used), naoya is his own warning and he's kind of a dick, maybe a little clan-relevant misogyny if you squint, fingering, naoya gets a boney but this isn't about him, not really proofread u get what u get, naoya has a shitty accent and it's inconsistent

word count: 2.5k

Half an hour into your big brother's tirade, you realize you really need to pee.

All your objections fall upon deaf ears, your big brother telling you to shut up, stay quiet, or fuckin' listen each time you interrupt his ranting to try to ask. It's pointless. So instead, you bow your head in submission, whimpering from the painful straining of your bladder.

Fuck, you need to go. You're not sure how much longer you can hold it, but it's not for you to decide. You know your brother – when he's this angry, he could keep berating you for at least another hour.

You interrupt him once more.

"Please, nii-sama, I've learned my lesson, okay? I'm sorry!"

Above you, Naoya scoffs, arms folding over his broad chest. “I don’t believe that for a fuckin’ second. First you humiliate me in front of the elders, now yer talkin' to me like I'm some kind of idiot? Is that what this is? You think yer better than me?"

It's been a while since you've seen Naoya this upset. Even with his short temper, your sister antics usually only leave him mildly annoyed. Your brother doesn't take it lightly when he feels embarrassed – even worse, undermined – and by his little sister of all people. His little baby of a sister that's meant to walk three steps behind him, bow her head, speak when spoken to. Yes, Naoya-sama. No, Naoya-sama.

"No, nii-sama," you're weeping shamelessly at his feet, your face hot and hands fisting at the skirt of your kimono, all while your bladder strains painfully. "Please, I'm sorry! It hurts, nii-sama, please let me go."

It's probably a matter of seconds now, maybe a minute at best. You're begging, silently praying to whatever Gods are listening that Naoya will take mercy on you and let you up, let you rush to the bathroom in a technique-imbued sprint so you can finally get a release from this pain. You'll even settle for pity at this point, because if you let go now, release your bladder right in front of your brother – all over the tatami, all over your kimono – you'll never hear the end of it.

Imagining the walk of shame to the nearest servant, forced to explain the mess you’ve made in the other room with a heated face and head bowed in shame – all while your big brother laughs – sends a chill through your body.

You don't notice your head fell until Naoya cradles your face, lifting it up to meet his gaze again. He's crouched to your height now, both face and touch uncharacteristically gentle when compared to... well, everything else about him. His palm is warm, yet rough from nearly three decades of back-breaking training and battle.

For a moment, you think you're lucky. Maybe Naoya is finally taking pity on you after seeing you tremble, your bottom lip quivering and eyes wet with tears as you plead for his mercy. After seeing you look weak in comparison to him.

"Hey," he coos, caressing your cheek with his thumb, wiping a tear and relishing in the way you keen into his touch. His baby sister. His sweet girl that's depended on him every day since birth, relying on her onii-sama to guide her. "You know I'm not doin' this to be mean, right? Yer just... gettin' too mouthy for yer own good."

"Naoya-nii," you whimper, voice breaking. "I can't hold it anymore, please."

"Yeah, you can," he sighs. "Dumb baby, just shut up a second and listen to me."

Another gentle hand rests on your shoulder. When Naoya holds you like this, it almost feels loving. He presses a kiss to your hairline, dampened with sweat from your body's exertion. You take a deep breath, trying to will the ache in your bladder to go away. For a moment, it does.

"If ya mouthed off to anyone else, they'd throw yer ass in the disciplinary pit, but not me. Is that why you do it? You know you can be a brat to me 'cause I won't beat yer ass about it? Tell me."

You nod shakily. "Yes, Naoya-nii."

"Look at me."

You do. Naoya's features look softer, kinder, more like the brother you love. The one that would gently push on your back to make you bow when you were young. The one that held your hand and snuck you out of the estate during the summer to show you the fireflies. The one that, despite threatening to leave yer ass out to dry when he catches you meddling in places you shouldn't, always takes the fall for it so you don't get punished.

But he can only do so much for you. For now, at least. When the old man inevitably bites it, making him the clan head, he'll be untouchable. Therefore you will be too.

The urge returns. How did you forget?

Naoya watches your eyes widen, your lips part in a stammer.

"Shh," he soothes, silencing whatever you're about to say with his finger over your lips, then replacing the digit with his own.

The kiss is soft, you try and distract yourself with the feeling of his lips, more assertive than yours, and his tongue softly prying you open. The hand on your shoulder ventures lower, smoothing over linen, fingers digging under your obi to loosen it in a practiced motion. Eventually, he accesses the ties to your kimono, loosening that as well until the fabric parts, exposing your body to him, ignoring your whimpers and pleas of protest.

It's not that you don't want him to touch you, because fuck, you really want him to touch you, you're aching for it. It's the throbbing pain inside that looms over your head in a constant reminder. You can't do this right now. If his fingers touch you, god forbid enter you, you're not sure you'll be able to hold it. The slightest amount of pressure and –

"Look at you," Naoya sighs, allowing himself to be swept up in lust. He kisses your cheek, your jaw, hair tickling your face as his lips trail down your neck and nip at the sensitive skin. "So fuckin' beautiful. My beautiful girl, aren't ya?"

Still, you're keening into his touch. The linen of your kimono hangs limp over your body, Naoya reaches underneath it and palms your breast, groaning silently against your skin. The hand cradling your face repositions, caressing your jaw before pushing two thick fingers past your lips, leaving you no choice but to accept them. You do it dutifully, allowing your brother to glide his fingers over your tongue, even hollowing your cheeks weakly around them.

Naoya takes and takes. It's no different when it comes to your body. The blood rushes to his cock, tenting the fabric of his hakama as it swells. His hands only get greedier, moans sounding more desperate as he gropes at your body, feeling your nipples harden under his palm, your skin so unbearably soft. He wants to sink his teeth in you, mark you in places only he has the privilege to see. He finds the warmth of your mouth so tempting, so inviting, he can't help but push his fingers deeper. You choke around his fingers, coating them in a rush of saliva.

"Open your legs," Naoya orders, hand now resting atop your thigh, both of them still clenched tightly together, attempting to push them apart. Your eyes widen in panic.

"Naoya-nii, I can't," you mutter, shaking your head frantically. "At least let me go first. I'll be fast, I promise–"

"Nah," Naoya teases, lips curling in a sharp grin. "Trained you to be a real good girl, didn't I? You can hold it a few more minutes."

"I can't!"

"You will."

Your body acts on its own, betraying your will and allowing your brother to manhandle you into a position he finds more acceptable. Your legs open so easily for him, giving him access to your now unclothed pussy. Spit-slick fingers rub over your folds, gathering the wetness there. You let out a shaky breath.

"After all, it would be real fuckin' embarrassing if you did," Naoya drawls, his voice always takes on this soft, condescending tone when he teases you. "If you pissed yourself, I mean."

Naoya kisses you again, this time skipping the pleasantries and parting your lips with his tongue, greedily licking against your own to taste the inside of his sister's mouth. You're overextending yourself, trying to focus on too many things at once to forget how dangerously close you are to pissing yourself, because if you were to let go right now, it would get all over your big brother's hand – and then you really wouldn't catch a break. So you try to focus on the softness of his tongue, on the pleasure of his fingers finding friction over your swollen clit.

"I don't wanna," you whimper, voice sounding like that of a petulant child. "Naoya-nii..."

"No?" He mocks, nearly grinning from ear to ear. "Don't wanna piss yourself like a dumb baby? Then don't."

One hand grips your hip to steady you, the fingers on his other finally breaching the tight entrance of your cunt. Your jaw drops, mouth hanging open in a moan. His fingers are thick. He always gives you two right off the bat, claiming he's being generous and prepping you for his dick instead of making you take it. It's funny, how he loves you like that.

His sweet baby sister, opening for him like a flower.

Pleasure sparks through your body as the heel of his palm grinds into your clit, providing the right amount of pressure in tandem with his prodding fingers. Your mouth hangs open, unmoving and pliant while his tongue licks into it, kissing the corner of your lips. The fullness of your bladder makes everything feel so much more sensitive, more responsive as your brother works his fingers and and out of your cunt, aided by your saliva and drooling arousal.

Knowingly, his fingers reposition and curve, finding that spot within you and targeting it with the pads of his fingers. It triggers what you've been fighting so hard to hold. For the first time since he started berating you, you move, hands clinging to his clothed forearm, clawing at it in desperation. Your body and mind are on two different pages, the little voice in your head still grounded in reality screaming for you to push him off. Maybe you could swing it with a desperate surge of cursed energy, but your hands urge his fingers deeper, keeping them pressed against that spot.

Naoya seems to like this, cock throbbing at the sight of you trying to get yourself off on his fingers. He can feel your pussy squeezing, sucking them deeper.

"Hey, you forget your fuckin' manners?" He reprimands, though the amused look on his face doesn't match his tone. He's getting off on this, the sick bastard. You know he is. "Gonna ask me first or were you just gonna keep humping my hand like some desperate slut?"

"Please, Naoya-nii," you blurt out, the tightly-wound coil inside you clenching tighter by the second.

"The fuck was that?"

"Nii-sama," you correct, pleading. It's so fucking close. "Nii-sama, please, can I cum?"

Naoya hums, pretending to think it over. His fingers plunge in and out of your cunt at a rapid pace, filling the small room with the obscene squelching of your arousal. Your hips move on their own, desperate to meet his pace, riding his thick fingers to chase the high. Maybe you have the restraint to hold it, let yourself cum on his fingers and still have enough time to rush to the bathroom before it takes a turn for the worse.

"Gonna pull that shit again?" He asks, pace not relenting. "Hm? Gonna lash out at me again like a spoiled brat when everyone can see you? Make me look like a fuckin' idiot?"

"No!"

"Yeah, better fuckin' not. Undermine me again and I'll kill ya. Now cum for me."

You don't need any further prompting. Your body goes lax, walls clamping snug around Naoya's fingers before releasing, soaking them in a hot rush of cum. He fucks you through it, not once stopping or slowing, narrow brown eyes watching your pussy coat his knuckles in a layer of milky white. "There's my good girl," he praises, soft but sweet, only ever meant for you to hear. "There's my good baby girl, that's it, let me have it."

It hits you for the last time before your orgasm even finishes, the relaxing of your muscles. You physically can't hold it back anymore, even if you could, it's far too late.

There's another surge of warmth, the wet sloshing of another liquid streaming from your spread legs and making a mess on your brother's hand, soaking the sleeve of his haori, soaking the tatami, trickling down your inner thighs in clear rivulets. Naoya's jaw drops, eyes widening at the sight. Even then, he can't fucking stop.

"What did I say, huh? Didn't I tell you to hold it?" His fingers press harder at your inner walls, ramping up the pace, desperate to fuck every last drop from you as his cock throbs under his hakama. "You're that incapable, can't even hold your own piss?"

You're fucking horrified.

"I'm sorry, nii-sama!" you sob. "I didn't mean to, I promise!"

"Yeah, yeah," he sneers. "Go on then, let it out."

With no other option, you resign yourself. Your body slumps forward onto Naoya's broader frame, shuddering, the urine releasing in pulsating gushes along with your orgasm, further soaking everything else. Hand, haori, tatami, even the linen of your kimono pooled underneath you. Your body is overwhelmed. Your face burns hotter, eyes drooping in exhaustion and relief. Blood rushes in your ears, heart pounding loud enough, you're certain Naoya can hear it.

The room spins.

Naoya's opposite hand rubs your back in a rare act of affection. It feels different from pity. He kisses the top of your head, then your shoulder, allowing you to come down slowly.

As the rushing of blood quiets, you're too ashamed to pull your face from the crook of his neck.

"Kid, look at me."

"Don' wanna."

"Come on."

Sniffling, you force yourself upright, still kneeling on your jello legs.

Still kneeling on the cold, soaked garments. Gross.

Naoya cradles your feverish cheek. You look cute like this, lips pouted, face absolutely debauched. His heart swells in his chest.

"I'm sorry, nii-sama."

"You kidding me?" He laughs under his breath. "You know how hot that fuckin' was? Almost came in my pants 'cause of you. Wanna see you do that shit again for me."

Embarrassed, you scoff and look away, but your brother redirects you, kissing you once more – chaste, but gentle. Reassuring.

After that, he leans back and starts undressing from the waist up, shrugging off his haori, working on his kimono, all until the soiled garments sit in a heap.

"Now go get someone to clean this shit up."

"Me?" You ask, incredulous, looking down at your disheveled form – still soaked, might you add. "Can't you go find someone to do it?"

"I wasn't the one that pissed myself, little sis. Now get out of here."

[sh1-n0bu]

Okay third time's the charm before I go to bed, pass out and slumber.

For once this is not horny. (shocking, I know)

We know some genshin characters travel a lot. Can we talk about how that is just yaasified camping? Like in a traveling party that includes Klee and Albedo that has to be so fun. Sing campfire songs, make food together, tell spooky stories,.... bro I want to go camping with Klee and Albedo. Who cares if we burn down a forest on accident.

-🦝

✿ 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚? 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚! ✿

characters: albedo and klee, the twins and paimon, kaeya and diluc, bennett and razor with fischl x gn!reader

warnings: some light angst, spoilers to character stories, archon quests and hangouts, reverse comfort, domestic fluff, fluff fluff fluff fluff fluff andnjsjd

notes: wanted to try and up my writings since it was headcannons format. also i’m sorry my loyal 🦝 anon but i wanted to try and include every iconic duos (trios in some cases) and not just albedo and klee. this definitely turned out super duper long but i’m kinda low-key, not really proud of myself for making it lmao

the teens and kid characters will strictly be platonic, whether you view the ones with adults as romantic or platonic is completely up to you!

domestic and chaotic mixed into one

klee will unknowingly act like you and albedo’s child and it’s fucking adorable

did you notice that both albedo and klee have hoodie hats sewed to their clothes?

yeah and if your clothes doesn’t have hoodie hat then klee and albedo would scheme together to make an outer clothing with matching style hoodie hat

and yes it was your birthday gift and yes you shed a tear or two

when running away from jean, if klee sees you hanging around in the city she will climb your back and hide behind you, like a sloth cuddling on a tree

“shh please don’t tell master jean that i’m here okay, mx [name]? giggle”

look at her in the eyes to try say no

just try it

as for albedo, he won’t hesitate to drop his current work or experiment if you were to ever call for him for help

and if you’re taller than him even by a single cm he won’t blink an eye to use you as a ladder

if you guys are traveling to sumeru together oh boy

get ready to have your hair turn white due to stress not really

“big brother albedo! i want this cute fluffy dog as a pet please?”

“klee, wait! that’s a slumpter beast! *cue albedo making a mad dash towards klee*”

“big brother albedo! this cute mr fish wants to play with me!”

“KLEE NO! THAT’S A CROCODILE!”

but not every travel is not always stressful

during the nights, you would set the camp and tent up while albedo prepares some dinner all the while sweet little klee would be making flower crowns for her “bestest big brother in the world” and “bestest big sibling in the world”🥹

when it’s time to sleep, klee will always be in the middle of you two. and no she doesn’t wanna sleep on one side. she wants BOTH of her big siblings

when you wake up your one hand would be tightly clutched in klees hand while the other holds albedo’s

“i wouldn’t mind going for more travels if it means we’ll spend time together like this” albedo would gently smile as he pulls you two closer

let’s just act that they’re reunited

paimon would definitely act like the spoiled youngest sibling

she constantly wants to be held or cuddled by someone

while the twins areee…

…hold on

…are they fighting over the last cookie?

holY SHIT THEY JUST PULLED OUT THEIR SWORDS! FALL BACK! FALL BACK!

distantly you can hear a monstrous voice screech “MY COOKIE!” before a loud boom followed

you and paimon don’t wanna know

they fight over everything and yes i mean EVERYTHING

“aether back off! me and [name] are going together to sumeru city for food ingredients”

“well excuse me, darling sister. but me and [name] have already made a promise to go to port ormos to restock!”

“HEY! paimon and [name] are going together to visit collei and tighnari! so if you’ll excuse us- *gets bonked*”

who gets to cuddle with you, who gets to carry you, who gets to make dinner so they can woo you, even who gets to bandage your injuries as you bleed out with paimon having the urge to slap the twins

“*slap!* THAT’S ENOUGH! [NAME] IS BLEEDING OUT YOU TWO DUMMIES!”

cue the panic

lumine is the twin that always sticks close by in case a monster attacks, always on high alert and will do anything to cut down any monster that appears

while aether is the twin that will always hug your arm or hold hands with you so he can defend you if anything were to happen

and paimon is uhhh… well she’s just there for moral support

but no matter what happens, the twins and paimon will always stay with you through and through🥹

if tension were to be embodied by people it’ll be these 2

due to their past and what happened between these 2 there’s always lingering negativity in the air

kaeya will always jab at diluc and diluc will always have the menacing glare on his face

kaeya’s words may have a playful tone and air to it but there will be lingering hidden thoughts behind

diluc may not jab back with words but the cold, emotionless glare is enough of an answer

though they may fight constantly there’s a mutual agreement between these 2

and that is to keep you safe even if you can fight and protect yourself

both kaeya and diluc have lost important people to them, with their last line being cut by crepus’ death so they can’t afford to lose another

besides have you ever tried making a team with these 2 in it? it’s one of the strongest melt and reverse melt team

anyways

once you’ve had enough and scolded them to make up and left them glued to their spot

now thanks to your scary parent energy they try to work through their disagreements and they’ve been getting better

not the best but at least you can have a day of peace without one chatting your ear off and the other throwing cruel glances

“BURN!”

“kaeya i’ll be fine! it’s just a light scratch on my side. nothing too dangerous”

“but it’s still a wound. don’t try to resist [name]. we’re only worried about your well being is all”

“uh huh, then what of your head injury?”

“…”

“kaeya? kae- HOLY SHIT DILUC! KAEYA JUST FAINTED!”

probably one of the most wholesome group🥹

all three of them see you as their mentor/older sibling figure

razor will come to you if he needs help with human communication and he has already introduced you to his lupical

“lupical! i need uhh uhmm”

“it’s alright razor. take your time”

“uhmm right! i need help with battle!”

“do you mean training razor?”

“yes! that!”

“what’s the magic word?”

“uhhm pl-leashe?”

after some training with him or helping him with his reading and talking, he always expects you to give him a head pat

and he will just follow you around like a puppy all the while making the 🥺 face

give.him.head.pats.NOW

bennett will always try to be help for you in any way

whether it be as simple as collecting firewood for the camp he will do it without hesitation

“big sibling told me to collect firewood😄”

if you were to ever get sick or injured during ‘adventuring’ with them bennett will always blame himself

it doesn’t matter if your injuries are just a scratch that barely stings, bennett will blame himself and his unlucky self

“sniff… i’m sorry. it was all because of me big sib… sniff”

if you don’t hug him and comfort him i won’t hesitate to crawl through the screen and smack you-

as for fischl she’s a like a mix of both of the boys

she would ask you for her help with her elemental mastery and bow mastery while also cheerfully carrying out any help you ask her of

“the great ruler of immernachtreich has asked her highness, der prinzessin for help. no matter the time nor place, i shall always respond to the cry of my greater sibling. come oz! thy prinzessin order thee to cometh along!”

if you were to praise her for the smallest of things such as her clothes or how wast her vocabulary is, she will turn into a stuttering mess while her internal self is just jumping around, rolling on the ground, screeching, squealing etc

congratulations you have gotten yourself 3 more little siblings who will follow you until the ends of world

[asoiafsworld]

HEADCANON; YOUR LIFE WITH RHAENYRA AND DAEMON AND YOUR CHILDREN

pairings; rhaenyra targaryen x fem!reader x daemon targaryen

request; heyy, love your hc about the relationship between reader, rhaenyra and daemon!!! if you can, could you make some for their day-to-day life with all of their children, full of domestic fluff?? maybe important events down the line, such as marriages, birthdays, even grandchildren from jacaerys and baela maybe? ...and things like that? only if you want to tho, you are extremely talented and I'm sure whatever you make will be amazing! hope you have a great day! &lt;3

warnings; mentions of fingering, angst, sadness, self doubts, discrimination against poly couples

author's note; this is such a lovely request, thank you so much for this!! i've gotten many more reqs for this series that i'll get to soon, i love this series so much!! hope you guys enjoy it, pls request if you want me to write something for u <3

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➼ so a few years pass and your twins and visenya are now three years of age

➼ and they definitely take up all your energy

➼ just running around the palace and everyday it ends with you having to search for them

➼ turns up they decided to join the council meeting with their mother, father and brother and the image of them there is very amusing

➼ a bunch of serious lords talking about important stuff and then there's daemon playing with visenya and rhaenyra braiding alysanne's beautiful white hair

➼ jace pretends to at least pay attention but he also keeps tickling rhaegar who whines and giggles at his brother's doings

➼ you interrupt to collect the children and they all run to you when they see you, eager for their mother's attention

➼ meanwhile your husband, your wife and eldest son look very disappointed in having no excuse to not pay attention to the council which makes you smile

➼ you bring the children back to the nursery where aegon and viserys are playing with their toys and you let the children play together

➼ it was suprisingly peaceful between them, rarely any quarrels about toys and just the kids playing together and it made you happy to watch

➼ baela often times came and sat with you to watch them and you know that she often seeked you out when she had troubles with something

➼ you put her head in your lap and play with her beautiful white hair, softly going through it with your hands

➼ "what's wrong, my little one? tell your mother what's on your mind."

➼ "i'm just a little worried about the wedding..."

➼ yes, baela and jacaerys would marry soon in less than two moons since both were of age now and both of them had come to you with their worries and troubles

➼ "what if he sees me naked and thinks i'm hideous? what if he won't want me?"

➼ you shake your head at her words, not believing that someone as beautiful as her could think of something like this

➼ "every man with eyes can see that he loves your dearly, my little dragon. he always stutters and blushes in your presence and doesn't know what to do with himself! don't you ever worry about these things because you are one of the most beautiful women in the seven kingdoms... i am so proud of how you've grown and that you're marrying, it makes my heart weep."

➼ you try to will the tears eye from your eyes but baela sees your emotional state and sits up right away and brushes them away, her eyes full of concern

➼ "mother, what's wrong? please don't cry."

➼ "i'm fine, my little flower, don't worry. it's just my heart aching at the thought of you and jace being all grown up... you will always be my babies, never forget that."

➼ baela chuckles at that and hugs you tightly, telling you not to worry and that they'll always be by your side

➼ later on you lay in bed with daemon and rhaenyra, all three of you ready for sleep but not quite closing your eyes yet

➼ you hear the door creak open and know from the multiple little taps on the floor that it's your youngest three again, always doing everything together, even sneaking into their parents bed

➼ daemon helps the children get up into bed and grabs his little alysanne to cuddle for himself

➼ rhaegar goes into rhaenyra's awaiting arms and visenya cuddles up close to you

➼ "could the little dragons not find sleep, hm? aren't you too old to be sleeping with us?"

➼ "no. baby dragons can't sleep without their mothers and father!"

➼ your heart clenches at visenya's words who only cuddles up closer and burries her face into your neck

➼ by the time you wake up in the morning, the kids are already gone, as they are almost always to see their hatchlings

➼ that leaves you some time with daemon and rhaenyra that you so rarely seem to have these days, both of them occupied with their council

➼ both of them are still asleep so you snuggle closer to daemon who had his arms wrapped around you from behind you

➼ rhaenyra was facing you and you take your time to study her peacful face as she sleeps, gently using your fingers to go over her defining features

➼ she often has a worried look on her face and it makes her brows crease in that certain way but with her face relaxed like this, she looked like she had no worry in the world

➼ she was like an angel to you with her white, beautiful hair cascading around her... she truly is your angel, having brought you out of your misery of a life and made you so endlessly happy by bringing you into her marriage and letting you be a mother to her children

➼ "she looks pretty like that when she's all asleep, doesn't she? our beautiful darling."

➼ daemon's voice was raspy in your ear and he presses a soft kiss on your cheek after he spoke

➼ "she does... my savior. she never stopped believing in her love for me, always waited for me... and now i have both of you... i don't know how i could be so lucky."

➼ you know that daemon smiles at those words and softly kisses the side of your head

➼ and then he fingers you as you both watch and talk about rhaenyra being your pretty wife because he can and he's an insatiable husband

➼ anyways your mornings together are so cozy and sweet

➼ like the first thing rhaenyra does when she's awake is cuddle you close to her and kiss your forehead and tell you that she loves you and you are used to it by now but it still makes you blush like crazy

➼ she loves you for how sweet and kind you are, has always loved you for those reasons and she will never, ever let go of you

➼ after your first round of cuddling with rhaenyra, she gets up and starts to get ready for the day but you and daemon stay in bed just a little bit longer and cuddle each other too

➼ daemon is often initiating sex with you but he also loves to just hold you and tell you why you're perfect and why he's the luckiest man in the world

➼ he always, always makes you blush because he can be so poetic with compliments

➼ "when the sun rises in the west and sets in the east. that's when i'll stop loving you and not before."

➼ also gives you the most expensive gifts ever

➼ but rhaenyra is at fault for that too, she spoils you with a new necklace every week

➼ she always tells you that it's a way to make up for the years that she wasn't there, to give you gifts and love for the time you weren't with her

➼ you know that it still weighs heavily on her, especially because the years you spent away from her, away from court were difficult for you since your family and parents were so hard on you

➼ you try to make her understand that you'll always love her and that the children and marriage you have now make up for the few years you had lost

➼ she always hugs you tightly when you say these things and is so grateful to have you in her life

➼ anyways occasionally there are days where neither of them have something important going on and when your elder children are looking after their younger siblings so you three can enjoy some time for yourselves

➼ on those days, you like to just lay about in the mornings and read with them, the book in your hands and yours and rhaenyra's heads in daemon's lap, rhaenyra's arms around your waist

➼ they love to listen to your voice and how softly and gently you read to them

➼ they often have these moments that you don't see where they look at you and at each other and know you're the greatest thing that ever happened to them

➼ no one in this world is more whipped than daemyra are for you

➼ eventually it's time for jace and baela's wedding

➼ the wedding is held in king's landing since it's a very important event and you don't realize up until the point that you're back in the capital that it will be the first time for people to see you with daemon and rhaenyra

➼ you're very sheltered at dragonstone and no one who is uninvited ever stays there so you didn't really have to worry about others judging you but now back in king's landing there are so many people...

➼ it fills you with dread because you also realize that you will see some of your family

➼ your family house was never invited, your husband and wife took care of that

➼ but two of your sisters had married into other houses that had to be invited, where they couldn't come up with an excuse as to why they shouldn't come

➼ you feel anxious about it and daemon and rhaenyra sense it but don't say anything at first, suspecting your worries and fears

➼ eventually they want to talk about it with you but you brush it off and shake your head, feeling uneasy the whole time

➼ the other side of the royal family already gives you funny looks, alicent and aemond in particular don't like you but you don't care about them since they're the least of your worries

➼ a lot of people look at you and whisper behind their backs about you, about you being a whore and bringing bastard children into the world

➼ it hurts you a lot and you start to avoid and ignore daemon and rhaenyra because they are very insistent on talking about it

➼ you put on a happy face for jacaerys and baela because hello your kids are getting married! time to be happy for them!

➼ you distract yourself from your own worries by being a emotional support pillar for them

➼ you also had to leave the three babies at dragonstone so you miss them a lot but aegon and viserys came with you so when you're not listening to jace and baela's worries, you're in their chambers with them and really just sit there and contemplate your life choices as you pretend to pay attention to the sword game your sons are playing since you're the princess they need to free

➼ it gets to a point where you only really see daemon and rhaenyra at the feasts that take place in the week of the wedding

➼ you always stay at the feasts after them and to avoid seeing them in your chambers when they're still awake, you escape to the dragon pit and spend time with caraxes and syrax

➼ you think it's ironic that you would rather spend time with the dragons than their riders but mostly appreciate that they don't talk and let you pet them

➼ the feasts go on for a few days and the day before the wedding, your sisters arrive with their husbands and you feel awful when you see them

➼ every family from their respective house has to come forward and congratulate the princess and prince who look happy with each other

➼ in your panic, you leave the table as soon as they approach it and somewhat hide in the back of the room drinking one cup of wine after the other

➼ most people are still whispering and looking at you disgustingly so you don't bother to stand with anyone

➼ you drink way too much wine in the next hour and since daemon is watching you the entire time, he at some point decides that it's enough

➼ no one speaks as the three of you enter your chambers and you hate how difficult it seems for you to simply talk to them

➼ you don't even bother taking your dress off, you just lay down in the middle of the bed and hope you fall asleep fast

➼ you act as if you're sleeping when they strip you of your awfully constricting dress, their hands still so gentle with you and you feel the way they caress your skin when they undress you

➼ they leave you in your undergarments as always and lay on either side of you

➼ neither of them is sleeping and you're sure that they know that you aren't either

➼ you're drunk and sad and feel awful about how you've treated both of them and you feel like you're on the verge of crying because when you close your eyes to try to sleep, you only see people whispering about what a whore you are

➼ "did they ask? about me?"

➼ they know that you mean your sisters

➼ it's the first time you've spoken to them in so long and rhaenyra looks at you, her gaze is soft but... sympathetic

➼ "no, they didn't."

➼ you appreciate her honesty but realize that nothing makes a difference, wether your siblings care about you or not

➼ you're laying on your side facing rhaenyra and feel daemon closely behind you but neither of them touch you, respecting your feelings since you haven't been near them lately except for when all of you are sleeping

➼ you feel so overwhelmed with everything and don't know what to do so you simply bury your face in your pillow so that no one can see your tears and mumble that you're sorry repeatedly

➼ your sobs wreck through your body and you instantly feel hands on your arm and on your head, softly holding you and caressing you

➼ rhaenyra tells you that it's okay to cry and that you're brave and strong for them and you feel anything but

➼ daemon is pressed closely to your back now and has his nose burried in your neck

➼ after a few minutes you stop crying and feel coherent enough to talk to them and tell them everything about how you feel, about the way people talk about you and that you have been avoiding them because you don't want to feed more into their gossip and that seeing your sisters made it worse

➼ they hold you close to them and reassure you as much as you can and tell you that you belong with them and that no one else has a reason to judge your relationship

➼ you say something else that has been lingering on your mind for a whie

➼ "would it not be better if you had stayed together without me? i only ruined everything..."

➼ oh. maybe you should not have said that bc all hell broke loose

➼ rhaenyra tries her best to not be almost angry with you because how could you question being with them? did you not love them anymore?

➼ daemon's grip on you gets tighter and he's restraining himself from showing you how much you belong to him

➼ they both tell you that you have made both of their lives so much better and happier and that they are so happy to have you and that they couldn't imagine their lives without you or alysanne and rhaegar

➼ the whole night is spent of your husband and wife cuddling you and kissing you and telling you how much they love you and that you are perfect for them

➼ you feel much better after talking to them and apologize for having avoided them and the three of you finally fall asleep, holding each other close

➼ your mood is much better for when the wedding takes place the next day and you smile and cry during the wedding

➼ you don't spend much time thinking about the judging stares of others and dance with daemon and rhaenyra and show everyone that you belong to them

➼ you're happy to go back to dragonstone soon after with your family and don't leave the nursery at all on the day you come back, having missed your three little dragons so much

➼ after that, everything is just like before and soon enough, baela is pregnant

➼ you're so happy for her and you and rhaenyra spend much time with her and tell her how wonderful of a mother she will be

➼ daemon spends time with jace to prepare him to be a father and jace also comes to you for advice and you never turn him away, always there for your eldest son

➼ your joy and happiness is indescribable when you hold your grandson in your arms and you help put both of your children at ease, telling them that you'll take care of him just like you do with the other three babies

➼ your evergrowing family is just very cute and adorable so many babies so much love shared between all of you. very cute and adorable

[rowdyhughesy]

OMG can you write an imagine about the b1g hockey on ice video about Luke and maybe yn being in it and Ellen talking about their relationship (maybe they’ve been dating since they were 16 or something) and she’s gonna follow him to NJ

It was weird, sitting there with lights blinding your eyes and a camera zooming in on your face. Dozens of unknown people staring at you and asking questions about your boyfriend.

The same goofy, camera shy, loyal and loving boy you’ve loved since you were 15 and Luke 16.

Tucking stray strands of hair behind your ear you lick your lips and give a thumbs up to the producer who was waiting for an okey to start the interview.

“Tell us who Luke Hughes is in a non hockey perspective. The Luke you see and know.” The question brings a big smile to your face, cheeks warming up at the mere thought of your boyfriend.

“Luke is probably the best person I know. He doesn’t do things half assed, if he’s going to do something he gives it a thousand percent. He’s fearless in how he loves others and how he sees life as a whole. Nothing really shakes him ya know? Luke doesn’t worry about tomorrow or what happened yesterday because it doesn’t mean anything in the moment. It’s one of my favourite things about him. He helps me stay grounded at all times.

He’s so funny too, it’s something not a lot of people know but he really is. Since he is so private and not a fan of the camera -just like Quinn- people don’t see that side of him but I wished he showed that side more. Also he doesn’t let who his brothers are stop him from being his own person. He knows his family is well known but that does not define who he is or who he will be and he won’t let it. There are so many things I admire about him but that’s a big one. Luke just is a huge inspiration to me and everyone close to him. He never ceases to amaze us with who he’s growing up to be and I’m happy I get to be apart of it. There’s never a day I’m not proud of him.”

After your part of the video is done you sneak away, deciding to stand on the sidelines along with Dylan Duke as Ellen sits down on your previous seat. “You did good squish, you didn’t look like you were about to puke like I thought you would.” Duker grabs you in a headlock ruffling your hair with his knuckle. A strangled laugh rumbles out of you as you try to squirm your way out of the grip. “Shut up Dill Pickle, if anyone would look bad on camera it’s your dumb face.” Dylan sniggers at your response as he lets go of you. Throwing him a small glare you focus back on what Ellen is talking about.

“Luke met his girlfriend when he was 16, it was kind of a shock the day he came home and told me there was a girl. His cheeks all red and this cute little smile on his face. But then I met Y/N and I just knew she was perfect for him. Luke’s the toughest out of the three brothers but he is also the shyest. She brings him out of his shell a bit and I think he needs that. When they met Luke was so focused on hockey that he forgot everything else and with her help he remembered that hockey is a part of his life but not his whole life.

Me and Jim did our part in raising him to be a good person but Y/N is a part of that too. She’s showing him everyday what love is and I never thought he would meet the love of his life so young but I’m glad he did. It feels safe knowing that she’s going with him when he makes the move to Jersey. That even if me and Jim won’t be there at all times he still has her and Jack. Luke’s my baby and I’ll always worry about my kids so it is nice to know him and Jack will have each other and Y/N too. Even at eighteen and nineteen I know they are going to get married and I look forward to that day.”

As Ellen finishes her little spiel happy tears are flowing from your eyes. You knew Ellen saw you as the perfect match to her youngest but hearing her say those words made your heart feel as if it’s close to bursting with love.

Grabbing your phone you send a quick text to Luke, cheeks hurting from the smile on your face.

Y/N/N❤️‍🔥

I love you so much Lukey, you’re my person❤️

Luke🔐🤍

I love you too baby❤️ forever and a day.

Life is just starting for the two of you, but you know that the love that is you and Luke? It will last a lifetime and more.

[cod-dump]

Chilling with my twin brother and now all I can think of is Gaz having a twin sister, or even Price, maybe Nik, but definitely Gaz.

Just whichever one it was still being super close with her. They've been best friends their whole lives despite being very different people. Being able to have silent conversations with each other, totally freaking the others out. Whoever it is getting a random moment of "I need to call my sister" or "hey, I haven't spoken to her in a little while, something tells me I should let her know I miss her and love her and that everything's okay" only for her to tell them that she was having a bad day and really needed it.

If it's Gaz to have a twin sister (which seems the most likely tbh), everyone is a little shocked when one day Gaz is pacing in Price's office in a panic (I see Gaz as being pretty empathetic). Price looks somewhat concerned, but also tired at this point, and Gaz is clearly struggling to get in contact with someone. He's practically in tears by the time his twin sister answers, all confused and sounding sick. He tearfully explains he had what they call a "twin-tuition" moment and thought something was very wrong. She has to assure him that she was indeed sick, but that she's fine and it's just pneumonia, she just went to the doctor and has medication, she's fine. He ends up just having a moment over the phone with her, partly because he was anxious, partly the sleep-deprivation, and another part being homesick (ie mostly missing his sister). That's how they all learn about his twin sister, and then they never hear the end of it from him.

He's always telling them about everything she's doing. How he's so incredibly proud of her; she followed her dreams and became a schoolteacher and is beloved by her students. She's still single, and Gaz is heartbroken for her. He truly sees all the good in his sister, how amazing she is, and he's borderline distraught she doesn't believe anyone could ever love her. He's her number one supporter in everything she does, and she supports him. She may randomly call him in a panic similar to Gaz's earlier one because she somehow knew he got injured during their last mission. She had such a severe panic attack when he was dangling out of the helicopter in that one scene despite having no clue what was happening. She had a feeling it had to do with Kyle, but didn't get a chance to call him until several days later. She tried several times to call him over the span of those days, and both were in tears by the time he was able to answer/call her back.

When they finally meet her, she's clearly his sister (they look like siblings, but no one would ever guess twins). She's a lot shorter, lot more reserved and much more soft spoken. She's not very sarcastic, mostly just an absolute sweetheart. But then, they spend more time together and they're all shocked by how 'mean' she can be to him. They'll bicker and insult each other like there's no tomorrow, but then immediately ask the other what they want for lunch or how is momma doing? Sometimes, Price will get verbal whiplash from listening to their conversations with how back and forth they can be, but there's never any malice, they each seem to know where the limit is without ever having said anything about it.

This is 100% a self-insert, but it's so personal to me, and I just wish to see one of these guys have a good, healthy relationship with a sister, and based on personal experience, having a twin is one of the best ways to have that. Price is like the only other one that I would die if I read something where he had a twin sister, and the idea of Nik having a twin sister is hilarious, but honestly? Gaz with a twin sister makes me want to cry, it's perfect.

Being home and spending time with my twin has made me really emotionally about this whole concept. He's not able to work right now due to health issues and so we're the only ones at home during the day. Him having health issues has made me really emotional (I'm the empath in this duo) so this idea is just brain-rotting me worse

Like I am so fucking close to writing a short story where Gaz has a twin sister because holy fuck I am close to tears

You should definitely write a story if you're up to it!! I really like this!

I had written awhile ago about Gaz having a sister because he just seems like the type to have a sister (I don't know how to explain it). Him being a protective brother, willing fight anyone for his sister, very protective when she's dating someone but he's not overbearing about it because he trusts her judgement. Can imagine Soap flirting with her in a joking manner and Gaz almost beats the shit out of him because he knows Soap, he knows this man is a heart breaker and there's no way in hell he's letting him around his sister.

Like, 141 really adores Gaz's sister after things settle and they get to know her. Soap flirts but it's playful and Gaz isn't trying to kill him for it because he knows Soap won't try anything. Gaz's sister actually really gets along with Ghost because she's a teacher and Ghost's reminds her of a troubled kid so she really gets him and they bond quickly. Like, she of course loves Gaz and spends 80% of her time with him while with 141, but she also spends time with Ghost and Gaz doesn't like to be the jealous type but he is jealous watching his sister bond with Ghost. But he also is happy to see Ghost open up to someone and he can see Ghost light up when she walks over to him.

[kittyball23]

Could you make a fanfiction of when Poppy surprised Branch that she was expecting to have a baby? And they tell all their friends and family the news? How would Branch react? And how would their family and friends react to the news too? I always imagine that they're excited to become parents, and so do their loved ones!? Could you do that? I also love the idea that their little girl had blue eyes, like her father's, Branch, indigo hair, and I imagined she looked like her mother, Poppy.

Hi! I wanted to break this up into 2 parts, this first one will be the siblings’ reaction to the news - I think Branch’s deserves a separate oneshot (I can’t say when I’ll have it ready for, as I do have a couple other requests from my Inbox to fill, but I hope you enjoy!)

Taking the News (a Trolls fanfic)

“AAAIIIIIIIYYYYYYYAIIIII!!!!”

Viva’s excited scream burst through the air, the Putt Putt Queen leaping a good couple feet up in an uncontained joy. The energy only doubled once she landed, waving her hands wildly about and gushing while she paced about and spoke a mile a minute. “OMIGOSH, OMIGOSH, OMIGOSH, I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!” She zipped over to Poppy and gently patted at her belly.

“Hello in there! It’s your Auntie Viva! Oh, I just know you’re gonna be so itty, and bitty, and cutie-wootie just like your Mommy was! AND I’M SO EXCITED TO MEET YOU!”

The Pop Queen giggled at her sister. “Veevs, I’m only a couple months. I’m not even sure if they can hear you yet!”

Branch on the other hand differed on this viewpoint. “After that scream? Yeah, they probably did.” Viva grinned sheepishly when she noticed the blue Troll rub his ears.

“Oh! I’m so sorry, Branch! It’s just that this is so, SO fantast-amazing!! Actually, it’s better than fantast-amazing! It’s fantast-AMAWESOME!” She squealed and bounced off to the side, expending her energy in one of the best ways she knew how - braiding! By the time her feet were back on the ground, it was Clay who was donning a brand-new French-braided hairstyle, topped off with little bows and glitter of all sorts of colors.

Clay groaned at how silly it looked. “Viva! Why me?” he whined.

Viva sprang to his side and gave him a playful punch on the shoulder. “Because you need to stop being a serious-boy grumpy-poo and get loose! My sis is gonna be a mom!! And your brother’s gonna be a dad!!” She celebrated by grabbing Clay in a tight hug and twirling him around.

When he was released, the lime-green-Troll found himself taking her advice, forgetting all about his hair and grinning broadly at Branch.

“Congrats, bro! I’m real proud of ya!” He fist-bumped the bashful blue Troll. Branch readied himself to reply, when he suddenly heard a sniffle. It came as no surprise that the Troll who had burst into tears was none other than Floyd.

“Oh, Branch, this is such a special thing! I’m honored to be an uncle, and I’m so happy for you…” He trailed off, a sob taking place where words failed him. He easily wept into Branch’s shoulder when his younger bro pulled him in for a hug.

“Thanks. I’m pretty psyched, too,” Branch agreed, smiling as he pictured their child. What would they look like? Perhaps they’d have his dark, indigo hair and sparkling blue eyes. Or they could be all Poppy, in gorgeous appearance and stunning personality. Or maybe their kid would inherit King Peppy’s orange skin tone, or Grandma Rosiepuff’s teal button nose. Branch’s head spun with all of the possibilities, each and every one perfect and plausible, until the reality of the situation weighed down on him. Being a father was a big responsibility. A flicker of doubt seemed to flash across his face right at that moment, which did not go unnoticed by Bruce.

The purple-haired Troll approached him and patted a hand on his back. “Hey, man, I know it can seem kinda scary at first - I know I was a little nervous for my first kid - but trust me, it becomes a breeze. And when it’s not, just call me for help! I got your back, bro.” He winked at Branch, making him feel a lot better. Bruce, after all, was an experienced dad, having fathered 13 kids of his own - all of who would become cousins to the new bundle of joy entering into his life.

John Dory suddenly swept in alongside them. “And me, too!”

Branch and Bruce gave him a curious look. “Wait… John, you’re a dad?”

JD’s jaw dropped. “Uh, yeah! You forgot? Man!” He strolled over to his caterbus, Rhonda, and patted her side lovingly. “It’s okay, girly,” he cooed, “they didn’t mean to forget about you, darling. Who’s the cutest caterbussy in the whole wide world? Huh? You are!”

Rhonda trilled in appreciation at John Dory’s sappy words, while Branch exchanged a look with his other brothers. While he wanted to point out that taking care of a caterbus was not all the same as it was taking care of a little Trolling, Branch couldn’t help but feel his own bout of appreciativeness towards his bro’s offer to help. Feeling playful, he grabbed JD with one arm and noogied him with the other, the pair of them laughing by the end of it.

Poppy and Viva in the meantime were having their own share of sisterly love, hugging and shrieking, and jumping up and down over the elation of it all.

“Ohhh, I can’t wait to tell everyone!” Poppy cried. “I’m gonna tell Bridget, and Biggie, and Mr. Dinkles, and Guy Diamond, and Satin and Chenille, and - “

“And Dad!” Viva cut in with a grin.

Poppy squealed. “Oh, my gosh!”

She and Viva shouted at the same time at the top of their lungs: “DAD’S GONNA FREAK!” Both girls burst into a fit of giggles just picturing the look on the elderly king’s face once the news hit him full force.

Viva bounced up and down once again and wrangled Poppy and the boys together.

“Aw, come here, guys! Group hug!” Arms enveloped Poppy and Branch from all sides in a flurry of limbs, letting the two happy parents know that they - along with their new kiddo - were indeed loved very dearly.

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A/N: Happy Thanksgiving!!

[starlightshadowsworld]

Little cousin AU in Ghouls Rule

Heath is on edge.

He's pacing up and down the halls and it's making everyone go dizzy.

This isn't right.

"Dude, what's up with you?" Asked Deuce, concerned.

It wasnt like Heath to be anxious, not even before a test.

"Jackson's being transferred to some human school." He said, he'd stopped pacing but he was messing with his sleeve.

"Am I missing something? That should be a good thing, right?" Asks Frankie.

Heath glared.

"No! No it isn't! They haven't been in the human world before. My auntie lives across from the street from us, she's on the phone with Blood Good now."

His mum was also with her, God his auntie must be so afraid.

"Face it man, he's a normie, he's a human. Why he was in a monster school is beyond me." Says Manny.

The hallway's temperature sky rocketed.

Heaths eyes had gone white and his hair burst into flames.

"You do not call him that! If I hear you say that word again, I'm gonna shove your head so far up your" He yelled.

Clawd and Deuce got between them.

"Heath you need to chill out." Said Deuce.

"No! No I am sick of the way you guys treat my cousins!" Screams Holt, he matches up to his friends, seething.

"You know why Jackson can't go to a human school? Not only is he being taken from his family... You don't think they'd try and kill him the second they know about Holt?"

Everyone froze.

"You don't think the second they know he's part monster, because he is part monster. That they won't try to get rid of that?

See him as being under poesseion? That they won't try to 'cleanse the demon from within him.' Because the human world is sooo accepting to monsters."

He laughs.

And somehow despite him being ablaze, it sends chills down everyone's spines.

"Oh but you guys are right, they're so good to human monsters. So open, so kind, hey why don't we do a lil exchange. Why don't we send you to them, Manny? You wanna how they say your family was created?" He spat.

"Dude..."

Heath turned to look at Deuce "why don't you go, your half human Deuce why don't you go make friends with them."

Heath puts his eye on Cleo and smiles, but it's cruel. "Or hey why don't we send Cleo. She used to be one of em, hell she's more human than monster."

Cleo glares at him, but there's fear in her eyes.

Heath glares them all, tears in his eyes that start to fall.

"You wouldn't though would you? Because that's cruel. Because that's wrong. Because you know what the consequences would be... So why?! Why is it okay when it's them?! Why is it fine when it's my little brothers, when it's my family being sent to the slaughterhouse!"

He punches a locker and it shatters on impact making them all flinch.

"You don't even care, you'll actually have to find a DJ instead of triggering Holt... No matter how many times he and Jackson tell you to stop. You don't care what they want. You don't even care to get to know them.

If that were you... If that were any of your loved ones , you'd be rioting. You'd be screaming and shouting from the rooftops, wouldn't take a no and do everything you could till they were safe. And I'd be right there with you."

Heath shakes his head, letting out a sad laugh "maybe they'll be happier there... Because no one cares about em here... At Monster high, where you can be anything, be proud to be yourself with all your flaws..."

He sneers, looking down "what a joke."

"Heath, we're sorry, we didn't mean it like that. Tell is what we can do, we can help." Says Frankie.

Heath faces his friends.

"You wanna know how you can help? Stay away from me, stay away from Jackson, stay away from Holt."

"Heath! Come on man, we're friends." Said Clawd, frowning.

"Friends?" Heath says it like it leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Funny... Last I checked Friends don't celebrate when their friends family is being destroyed. I should've stopped being your friends the day I knew you guys were hurting Jackson and Holt. But I hoped you'd accept them... Like an idiot."

His friends have nothing to say, theres nothing they can say to defend themselves.

"Mr Burns."

Heath turns to see Headmistress Blood Good "It's time to say your farewells."

"No... Please, you can't." All of Heaths strength dissolves into pleas.

"I'm afraid there's nothing I can do, Mr Jekyll is in my office, you can say your goodbyes their."

She tries to say professional but even she wilts under Heaths gaze.

"Fuck you..fuck you! If anything happens to them it's on your hands!" He screams, his whole body bursting into flames that Blood Good burns her hand trying to comfort him.

Heath swats her hand away, he looks at his once friends one last time... Before storming off.

No one hears anything for the next hour than Heaths sobs.

And everyone will never be able to unsee him being pulled away from Jackson.

Jackson who's also crying and trying to hold onto him.

Until he's gone.

Heath falls to his knees and screams.

A wall of fire bursting around him.

Abbey, who wasn't in that day but heard from Heaths mother, rushes in and apologises that she couldn't hold them off, feels her heart break watching him.

She can do nothing but stand as close to the fire as she can to comfort him.

But she knows that Heath won't be okay until his brothers are in his arms.

[photmath]

Reine - Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Hands and Clay

Summary: Your twin brother was getting ready to travel the world and what better way to send him off than a week-long get together with him and your friends in a remote town in France.

Pairing: Kylian Mbappe x Reader

Word Count: 5.1k

Warnings: cursing, accidental arousal, mentions of sex, a lot of fluff

A/N: What a final that was yesterday, I am still at a loss words. If you want to be in the taglist, don’t be afraid to comment or message me! I added everyone who recently commented but oh gosh I got quite a couple so if I missed you, please let me know. I meant to post this a lot earlier today so I apologize, but happy reading!

Kylian’s arm was draped across your torso, your back pressed against his front and his leg intertwined with yours. You pat his arm to slowly get him to wake him up but that only makes him pull you closer to him. His body felt so warm against yours that you released a content sigh. You close your eyes to get a little more rest but the bedroom door swings open.

“Hey!” Ana greets. Your eyes shoot open and Kylian next to you jolts and presses his arm deeper into you, making you groan in slight pain. Ana’s jaw drops, “Wow. I don’t know what I expected to see here, but it definitely was not this. Cute pants, Reinita.” Her face pulls into a smirk.

You were in shock seeing Ana here without a notice but also excited because she was able to make it after all.

Kylian shuffles around from behind you and buries his head into the pillows.

You give Kylian a light smack on his arm with your hand, “You didn’t even lock the door last night?”

“I thought I did,” he grumbles back a muffled response.

Ana comes into the bedroom and places her backpack on the floor before running to the bed and giving you a hug, “Reinita, I missed you so much!”

You wrap your arm lazily around hers with a small smile, “I missed you too, I didn’t know you were coming in today.”

“I wanted to surprise you,” she says. “But I can’t stay long.”

You frown, “When are you leaving?”

Ana gives Kylian a push and he rolls over towards the wall with a grunt. Ana scoots into the space between you and Kylian, propping herself against the headboard. Kylian was laying on his stomach with his head in between his arms staring down at the bed.

Ana pinches his arm, “Hey, Kyki, I’m glad to see you missed me too.”

He groans, “I have missed you but it’s seven in the morning.”

“It is seven fifty,” Ana rolls her eyes. “Anyways,” she turns back towards you, “I leave tomorrow evening.”

“Aww, but that is so early.”

“I know, but I have to do a few more things around the venue and then it’s final,” Ana sighs. “And I hear the guys are hungover.”

“Not me,” Kylian raises his arm.

Ana looks towards him, “So proud of you.”

You chuckle at her sarcasm, “Be nice to him, he did miss you.”

“Do you want a hug too, Kyki?” She teases and jams her finger into his shoulder.

“No,” he groans and scoots closer to the wall.

Ana smirks, “So how did this come to be?”

You go silent as you hold a grin from escaping. You couldn’t wait to tell Ana about what was going on between you and Kylian, but now that she was here in front of you, it seemed that all your words escaped you. It certainly didn’t help that Kylian was an ear away.

“Coffee?” You suggest, getting up, but Ana grabs your arm and pulls you back down.

“No, no, dígame,” tell me. Ana says.

���I took your advice, I was nice,” you shrug.

“And that had you two cuddling?”

“Well not exactly, we talked it out. I got my part out and he got his part out and uh…yeah, here we are.”

Ana raises her eyebrows, “You are the worst storyteller ever, Reinita.”

You roll your eyes, “I mean it wasn’t exactly fairytales and rainbows, I sobbed the first night here. And then I cried again later that night—and then I was on the verge of tears again last night. I even panicked at one point to Simone.”

Ana looks towards Kylian and nudges him, “Did you tell her you liked her since she was thirteen?”

Kylian perks his head up at the same time, his eyes squinting and searching for yours, “You cried twice the first night?”

“Wait,” you pause. “You knew he liked me?”

Ana looks back at you, “Reinita, everyone knew, except you.”

“No one was going to tell me?”

“You cried twice?”

Ana puts her hand up to shush you both, “He gave you flowers for Valentine’s when we were fourteen!”

“But he gave you and the rest of the girls a daffodil too,” you retort.

“But he gave you the bouquet,” she points out and you look at Kylian, who is still looking back at you with a hint of concern in his face.

“Okay,” you say. “Maybe I was a bit blind but I had my reasons.”

“When did you cry?” Kylian asks, his eyes now burning back into yours. He had his elbows propped up, holding his head up.

You groan, “After I left the closet, I went to the restroom and cried.”

“The closet?” Ana asks.

You watch as Kylian's face falls and you immediately reach over to touch his forearm, “But I’m okay, I’m okay. It was just a lot and I needed to let it out.”

He nods his head and gives your fingers a kiss before you pull back. Ana smiles, “That was really cute, but Kyks I told you telling her you liked her since she was thirteen was not the right approach.”

He rolls his eyes and drops his head into his hands.

You look at the both of them, “Wait, did you guys plan this out?”

Ana shakes her head, “No, Reinita. He always used to ask me how you were doing and what was new with your life anytime we would all be together. Then, he would say how he would eventually approach you at a party one day and would ask for suggestions.”

You facepalm yourself. You weren’t upset that the two of them talked behind your back, it was just slightly embarrassing. Kylian and Ana were relatively good friends and it didn’t bother you. Ana would tell you every now and then that Kylian would ask how you were doing but you never thought much of it.

You feel the bed move and look up to see Kylian scooting off the bed. He grins at Ana and gives her a salute, “I’m going to go make breakfast while you two catch up.”

He walks over to your side of the bed and bends down to give you a kiss on your forehead.

Once he exits, Ana immediately starts kicking her legs, “Oh my god, Reinita.”

“Shh!” You shush her.

Her eyes are wide, “Did you guys do it?”

“No,” you slap her shin, “you dirty whore.”

“Kiss?”

You nod, “Some of that.”

“More?”

“Perhaps.”

She covers her mouth to let out an excited yell, “I cannot believe this. I was expecting this trip to be good for the both of you to finally settle this shit between you both, but this was a bit far. I didn’t think Kyks would muster up the courage to tell you how he felt.”

“What do you mean to muster up the courage? He was so calm and said everything on his mind.”

She shakes her head, “He called me when he was waiting for his flight freaking out! He was so nervous. And then when I told him that I didn’t think I’d be able to make it, he was even more of a nervous wreck.”

There were times when Kylian seemed nervous now that you thought about it, but he was also someone who fought hard for what he wanted. That thought made your heart swell.

He fights hard for what he wants.

“He cried after he apologized,” you say and Ana brings her hands to her heart.

“You see, I told you he couldn’t hurt a fly. I bet he practiced his apology everyday while he showered.”

You cringe, “You told me to be nice and now look at you.”

She laughs, “I’m just happy for the both of you, truly. I mean, how do you feel about this? I can tell by your face that you seem to like it, but also a tiny bit of hesitancy.”

You let out a small smile, “I am happy. Kylian is sweet and I’m glad to have him back in my life. He’s really proving himself right now and even going slow and my heart feels so warm and fuzzy.”

“But?”

You shrug, “I don’t want to go fast.”

“It’s only been three days, right?”

“And we’ve already grinded on each other,” you sigh.

It wasn’t that you regretted last night, but it was just a bit too fast. It was hard to restrain yourself at times because Kylian is attractive. You know that. And every time he touched you it seemed to ignite something deep inside of you that you craved more. You didn’t know how long you could restrain yourself from giving in. Even his innocent touches of kissing your fingers sent shockwaves through your body.

“Grinding? Right here?” she points down. “On this bed?” You nod and she winces, “Ay Dios.”

“He’s just so…sexy, and you know I haven’t had sex in a long time,” you admit and it catches Ana off guard.

She chokes on her spit, “Y/N!”

“I know I sound awful, but it's the easiest way I can say it because I want to learn who he is. Not be dickmatized like I was last time. I don’t want to have clouded judgment…I just want to see the person who he is now.”

She nods, “I understand. Did you tell him this?”

“Yes, and he stopped us from going farther.”

“That’s good. I think you two should definitely be friends first. It’s only been three days—well four starting today—and it’s moving kind of fast,” she says. “A lot can be learned about each other in three days though, don’t get me wrong. You two share the same bedroom and have been in the same house, so it feels like a while. But Reinita, control yourself. I know you have urges but come on, this is sweet, innocent Kylian.”

You laugh, “What about me?”

She lets out a huff, “You’re…sweet, but far more corrupt than him.”

“Whatever!” You laugh and she laughs with you.

“But hey, keep in mind that just because he likes you, follow what you want. Don’t force yourself to like him back if you don’t,” she says and you nod understanding. She was right and you were going to keep it in mind.

“Thank you, Anita,” you give her a side hug. “How are things going with your mom?”

She lets out a loud sigh, “I just cannot wait for it to be over. I’m glad that I was able to help and everything these past days, but it was definitely a lot. She kept asking me how progress was going and I would have to lie so that I wouldn’t freak her out.”

You send her a sympathetic look, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, but let's not worry about it right now.”

There’s a knock on the door that quiets you both down. Kylian opens the door scratching his neck nervously, “Food is ready.”

“Me sorprende que sepa cocinar,” I’m surprised he knows how to cook. Ana jokes and you laugh with her.

Kylian rolls his eyes from the door, “Cállate.” Shut up.

This only seems to make you and Ana laugh harder and you two get up from bed while a small smile escapes Kylian’s lips. Ana leaves the room before you do. Kylian watches you walk slowly towards him and then he breaks out into a grin, “Good morning.”

“Good morning,” you wrap your arms around his waist and draw him in. One of his arms goes around your shoulders while the other wraps around your waist. “I need to brush my teeth.”

“Okay,” he lets you go with his hand lingering on your waist. You walk into the restroom with a stupid smile on your face.

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“Are you going to Ana’s mom’s wedding?” You ask Kylian. He juggles a football around as the two of you walk. Theo and Laurent stayed sleeping but the girls and Kylian were up taking a walk around the property.

“I’m not sure,” he says. He stops juggling and just dribbles the ball in front of him. He looks towards you with a sad smile, “I might be busy counting my money.”

You slap his arm, “Oh shush.”

He draws his head back in a loud laugh and you admire the way his eyes crinkle. Your arm stays wrapped around his arm while he leans his head down towards you, “Do you want to be my date?”

“I feel like I should be asking you that,” you laugh.

“Why is that?”

You shrug, “Ana’s mom loves me more.”

He rolls his eyes, “She watches all of my matches though.”

“She lets me stay at her house for free if I’m nearby.”

He shakes his finger, “No, no, she made sure her fiancé likes Monaco.” You laugh at the two of you bickering at nonsense. He unloops from your arm to pick up the football. He holds it out in front of you, “Be my date.”

You move the ball and reach him up to give him a kiss, “Okay.”

He chuckles within the kiss and shoves the ball in your stomach and you yelp, “Asshole!”

He runs away sheepishly and goes to Simone and Lili. He squeezes himself in the space right between them and Lili complains, “Ay, Kylian, go away unless you want to hear about sex.”

You laugh as Kylian throws his head back in annoyance, dropping his arms from Simone and Lili’s shoulders. He turns back towards you with a grimace. He stops walking and waits for you to catch up to him, holding out his hand for you to take. You move the football to your other hand and reach out for him.

He gives you a small smile as he brings your hand to his mouth to give them a kiss, “What color is your dress?”

“Navy,” you lean into him for his warmth as he puts his arm around you.

“I have a navy suit,” he says. The two of you continue walking behind the girls and you take in the view. Most of the trees that were around were evergreens and still had their green leaves, but there were a few that were either on the verge of losing all their leaves or still red.

There was also a calm lake, a house on the other end that you hadn’t realized was there because it was out of view from where you all stayed.

“You think their house is super cold like ours?” Kylian asks, him leaning down to whisper into your ear.

You chuckle, “I bet it is. Theo always picks the best places.”

He laughs, “It makes it more memorable.”

You nod your head agreeing, “I suppose that’s true, and it’s building him for the next six months while being alone.”

Kylian pulls you in closer, “He’s going to be fine, he’ll love it all. Is he going to the wedding?”

“Yeah, it’ll be the last time we’ll all be together before we have to return to our lavish lives,” you give him a small smile.

He kisses your forehead, “Don’t be sad.”

“I know, and I know it’ll be okay, but this has been really nice. I’m glad you and I are on good terms and talked it out because this could’ve been atrocious.”

He laughs, “Don’t break my heart like that, Reine.”

“I’m sorry,” you give his side a squeeze. “I don’t mean it like that and you know it, but this really could’ve been so much differently. I’m glad it turned out this way.”

He stops walking and draws his hands towards your face, giving you a tender but meaningful kiss. His long fingers stretched from your cheeks to the side of your head. He pulls back and leans his head against your forehead, “I’m over the moon about this.”

You laugh at his confession, it was cheesy but it was sweet. He grins and steals another kiss from you. He was smiling through the kiss and you couldn’t help but to laugh again because it was difficult kissing his teeth.

He pulls back laughing and you feel your heart warm watching him look so happy.

This was everything for him and he was enjoying every second. Even if it was on the verge of ending, he wasn’t going to focus on that. He wanted to just be in the moment. This had been the longest he hadn’t touched his phone, and it was nice to forget about his obligations for the past few days.

“Okay let’s go back inside, it’s freezing!” Ana yells from the front. The two of you pick up your pace as you all round the house.

Laurent was at the door with sunglasses covering his eyes. Ana sees him and immediately gives him a hug, Laurent winces, “Lord have mercy.”

Theo looks sick standing next to the sink in the kitchen and you laugh, “Good morning!”

“Please, be quiet,” he says and pushes you off of him when you go to give him a hug.

“Did you know there’s a hot tub here?” Laurent says.

“Really?”

He nods, “I found it earlier when taking out the trash.” He leads you all to the back yard door and opens it. There was a porch that was covered in a clear curtain. There was also a heater that had been buzzing with warmth and it made you shudder. Why had that been outside the whole time instead of in your bedroom?

“Oh wow,” you say surprised. The jacuzzi was already on and warming up, Laurent must’ve turned it on.

Laurent gives a pleased smile, “I will be here for the next hour.”

You look back at Kylian and he’s already looking at you with a grin. The two of you weave between the three girls and run upstairs. He’s laughing behind you as he pulls your hand to draw you back. He slips into the bedroom first.

You laugh, “You ass.”

Kylian turns around, leans down to give you a kiss on your cheek, “I’m sorry. Kind of.”

“There was no need for that,” you say, trying to make him feel more guilty but he isn’t faltering.

He shrugs and then grabs a pair of black football shorts from his bag in the closet, “I’ll change in the restroom.”

He slaps the pair of shorts against your back and you let out a laugh, “Go.”

He leaves and you let out a momentary groan. You didn’t have any swimming clothes except a pair of cotton Nike shorts and what…a long sleeve black shirt that was cropped?

“Gosh,” you grumble. You throw it on regardless. Being in a hot tub did sound nice and you wanted to join. You throw your hair up and wait for Kylian’s knock.

Once he knocks, you open the door for him and he has a smirk on his face, “Why do you have the face?”

He only draws you in closer. His hands go to your exposed skin on your back and pull you into a hug. He lets out a content sigh while his head is on your shoulder and it sends goosebumps throughout you. His fingers pressing into your back didn’t help. He moves his lips to the exposed skin on your shoulder, leaving gentle kisses behind until he reaches your lips. He kisses you and it nearly makes your knees buckle. Him being tender was absolutely making you swoon.

He taps your back once more before pulling back, “Vamos.”

“Well shit let me catch my breath,” you say and he laughs.

“I love your wit.”

“Thank you, but for real,” you fan yourself to relieve the heat from your face and he leans against the door laughing.

The two of you walk down the hall and stairs into the backyard where everyone was already in the jacuzzi. Laurent and Simone were cuddled up, while Ana and Lili chatted back and forth. Theo was beside Lili with his head leaning against the backboard and you were almost certain he was sleeping but you weren’t going to call him out. He was still coming down from his hangover.

Kylian pulls off his shirt and your eyes scan his back muscles. His thighs were already bulging through his shorts. You let out a breath before staring at the girls to see if they noticed you and Ana wears a smirk. You roll your eyes.

Control yourself.

You get in and Kylian follows behind you. He sits down and looks up at you waiting for you to sit in between his thighs. You had no other choice because the jacuzzi wasn’t that big and Theo’s long legs stretched across to the other side of it.

You take a seat between his thighs and shudder as the water reaches your shoulders. You lean back against him slowly and he wraps one of his arms around your waist.

You listen to the group catch up with Ana on the past three days and you close your eyes in bliss. Theo wakes up and chimes in from here to there, but you stay quiet, listening and enjoying everyone around you.

“Oh, and then Reine and Kylian got locked in the closet,” Laurent points at you two with a laugh on his face.

“How did that happen?”

“The doorknob got jammed,” you say, breaking your silence.

“While you both were in there?” Ana raises her eyebrows.

“This smart ass,” you point to Kylian who wears a foolish grin, “thought it would be smart to try and see what was wrong with it from inside the closet after I had been stuck in it for forty minutes.”

You can feel his chest shake with laughter on your back and it makes you smile.

Ana laughs, “Oh, you’re both idiots.”

Kylian and you laugh, and then you sit up a bit more straight. Kylian’s grip on your waist tightens and you look at him. The grin he just wore gradually fades away as he hides his face in your back.

“What?” You whisper.

“Nothing.” His eyes skim at yours and then you feel it: his boner pressed up against your back.

“Kyks.”

His eyes smile, “I’m trying, Reinita.”

“Gosh,” you let out a laugh. You shuffle around a bit more to try to give him a bit more space and he lets out a throaty groan from behind you. God.

You unclasp your hands and look down at his thighs that encase you, reaching out to touch them. As your knuckles skim the inside of his thigh, his leg jerks inwards.

“Reine,” he warns. His hands find yours and hold them tight. You lean your head back on him while giggling. He was still hard behind you but you no longer felt him pressed up against you.

“So I heard about this painting place down the street,” Ana starts, “where you can paint pottery. Do you guys want to try it out?”

“Is this one of those places where you drink?” Laurent asks, earning a groan from Theo.

“I’m not sure,” Ana says.

“I’m down,” Kylian says from behind you. The rest of the group agree. You liked the idea of it as well, it was something that would be nice to commemorate the trip.

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Kylian strokes your thumb as you two near the place. He parks the car and then walks to the other side to open the door for you. It was around midday but the sky looked gloomy. It was going to rain soon but you all didn’t care to be stuck in the middle of the storm. You were only about ten minutes away from the house so it wasn’t much of a big deal.

The rest of the group were already entering the place as the two of you tagged behind, hand in hand.

The inside was cute and homey. There were shelves of ceramic mugs, plates, bowls, and even vases. The lightbulbs hanging from the ceiling only made the place seem more romantic.

The worker guides you all around a large table and asks what pieces you’d like to start off with. You and Kylian ask for a mug and get to painting.

He lets out a snort, “This little house is not coming together.” He sits across from you and turns his mug to show you. There were shaky black paint brush strokes illustrating a house.

“It looks good,” you indulge.

“You don’t have to lie to me.”

“It has potential, Kyks.”

He laughs, “Show me yours.”

You put down the brush and show him your mug. You were painting dandelions but you weren’t finished yet. You weren’t able to tell if he figured out what it was as his eyes carefully examined it. His eyes perk up with a gleeful look, “The flower.”

You cheese, “Yeah.”

“Aww,” he looks down at the mug again with a grin on his face. His face softens as he looks up at you again, “I want to kiss you.”

You feel the tugging of your heart as he stares at you with his incredibly sweet and gentle eyes. He reaches for your hand and kisses your hand repeatedly. He doesn’t care that the rest of the group are watching you two, or that your fingers are covered in speckles of paint.

You grin when he lets go of your hand and a worker comes by, “Do any of you guys want to try making a bowl or small vase?”

Kylian’s eyes shoot up, “I do, and her.” He points to you and you roll your eyes playfully. You had never messed with pottery a day in your life so this was going to be interesting.

The rest of the group also want to try, and so you all take turns, with the rest staying behind to finish their paintings while you and Kylian are instructed what to do. You and him sit in front of each other with a turning table and aprons.

You wet the clay as instructed and focus on making the shape of a bowl. You glance up to see Kylian’s progress and watch the way his fingers tease at the clay. His eyes are focused as his fingers move in and out of the vase.

Focus. Your body heats at the movement of his hands and you have to let out a breath of air. You ignore your thoughts and focus back on your small bowl. It was coming along even if the edges were crooked.

After the both of you finish, you wash your hands and go back to your paintings.

“That was fun,” you say.

“You looked adorable,” he goes. “You know your tongue sticks out when you focus.”

“No it does not.”

“It very much does. I even took a picture,” he pulls out his phone and shows you a picture of you messing with your clay, and sure enough your tongue peeks out.

“Wow, I never knew that.”

He chuckles, “You used to do that when you were fifteen too.”

“Really?”

He nods, “I’d always see it when we were taking tests.”

Your cheeks heat up with his confession of sneaking glances of you when you weren’t looking. “Oh gosh.”

“My heart almost melted when I saw you still doing it,” he winks and you cover your face with your hands.

“That is so humbling.”

He laughs, “Humbling? How?”

“I’ve never noticed that about myself.”

“Ahh,” he goes. “You’re going to be okay.”

You throw a piece of trash at him and it bounces off his cheek. He scrunches up his face and you laugh, “You look adorable.”

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You all decided to wind down again with another movie night and you weren’t going to complain, you loved just a calm night.

You and Ana were in the bedroom changing into your sleep clothes.

“Hey, how are the sleeping arrangements going to go?” Ana asks.

“Hmm,” you think. “I don’t think Kylian will mind sleeping on the bottom bed. I doubt the three of us will fit up there, it was a bit tight this morning.”

“I can sleep on the bottom bed.”

You shake your head, “Don’t. It’s uncomfortable and I doubt Kylian will even let you.”

She laughs, “That drama queen, but yeah, it’s only for one night anyway. He’ll be fine.”

You let out a laugh and wait for her to finish changing. You stayed with your pink hearted pants and a gray long sleeved shirt. You weren’t going to freeze by any means.

“What a slutty outfit,” Ana teases.

“Shut up,” you rebut as she chortles.

“You look good, Reinita.”

You shake your head while leaving the bedroom. You don’t even realize who your eyes are searching for until they stop on Kylian, his eyes already on you  sending you a shy smile. He was sitting on the couch with a blanket sprawled around his lap.

You go to the kitchen and grab a cup of hot chocolate, taking an extra for Kylian. You reach him on the couch and hand him a mug. His eyes widened with excitement as if you were giving juice to a little kid. You laugh.

He takes a sip and lets out a satisfied moan, “I love this.”

“It’s called hot chocolate,” you say. You sit down next to him, criss crossing your legs facing his direction.

He looks at you with a fake, dubious look, “Really? I didn’t know that.”

You laugh. His lips spread as he leans closer to you. His eyes looked a bit tired but still filled with joy. His hand lands on your sock and he pinches your toes. You slap his fingers away but they linger on your foot.

“I’ve missed you,” he says sheepishly.

You lean over to give him a chaste kiss on his forehead, “I’ve missed you.”

His eyes flutter looking towards you and then you intertwine your hand with his. He smiles. Your moment is interrupted with Laurent, his hangover long gone.

“We’re going on a boat tour tomorrow!”

You cringe. It wasn't that you weren’t excited, it was just going to be cold! Kylian squeezes your wrist to bring you back from your thoughts, “Yay!”

Laurent raises his hand, “Come on, let's be more excited.”

You all cheer a bit louder and Laurent jumps off the couch to cuddle with Simone. You drink the rest of your hot chocolate and set it down on the coffee table. Kylian does the same and then shuffles around to lay down between your thighs. You link your arms around Kylian’s chest and he rubs your arms before stopping at your hands. He gives your wrist a kiss.

Laurent puts on Avatar and you guys watch the movie in silence. Kylian occasionally caressed your arm throughout the movie and settled one hand around your thigh, pinching at the material. You were sure he fell asleep at one point, not that you cared though.

You were just happy to have him in his arms.

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[peptothesi]

Calling them big bro or referring them to an older sibling (platonic)

Jonathan

🐶 Tears he will tear up 100%

🐶 He always wanted a sibling 🥺 dio doesn’t count for obvious reasons 😒

🐶 He wears the big brother label with pride he might as well be your big brother.

🐶 He will make sure you’re hydrating, eating well and getting enough love.

🐶 He will pat you on the back or the head daily!

🐶 He pulls you into bone crushing hugs but won’t squeeze you too hard cause that’s not very polite of him.

🐶 He will talk about you all the time not even in a bragging way he’s just so proud of you he HAS to tell everyone about you.

🐶 “Oh Y/N actually (insert a cool thing you did) the other day they’re so talented”

🐶 Erina and Speedwagon are just happy for him and they adore you too btw.

🐶 He will always push you to help you he is #1 hype man .

🐶 Will teach you a few hamon skills if you are generally interested.

🐶 “Y-you see me as a brother? Really? No it’s ok! I see you like family as well even though we aren’t related I will be the best brother non the less”

Joseph

✈️ OH MY GOD!!

✈️ Shocked like what?! Really?

✈️ He always wanted a little sibling!!

✈️ Caesar always talks about his and he gets so jealous even though he brags about being an only child and getting all the love.

✈️ He is going to teach you everything he knows!

✈️ He would be so careful with you as in he’d be playful but god help him if you get hurt.

✈️ He’ll show you how to use the clackers he uses and how to read people.

✈️ BUT he’s still a little shit so he’s going to give you noogies and tease you relentlessly.

✈️ It’s his job as your big brother to make fun of you.

✈️ He’d hiss at Caesar if he gets too close “OI CAESAR!! You’ve got plenty of your own siblings leave mine be!!”

✈️ He would give such nice hugs and they would be so comfy and safe.

✈️ He would beat the shit out of anyone for you literally “Give my your money you brat!!” ”And who do you think you are mugging my little sibling you prick!!”

✈️ He’s an asshole but he has his moments.

✈️ “Wait what did you call me?! OH MY GOD!! Really! You see me as a big brother! I’ll be the best brother ever HEAR THAT CAESAR YOU BIT-“

Jotaro

🐬 Uhhh good for you?

🐬 He’s so confused but he’s not showing it.

🐬 I mean that’s sweet but why him cause it’s also really weird.

🐬 Another sibling less jojo, except he’s fine being the only child.

🐬 I mean he likes you as much as he can like a person but siblings are a bit too much maybe close distant cousins.

🐬 He might interact with you, you get more grunts and hums from him.

🐬 He nodded in your direction one time, he might offer a cigarette.

🐬 He stands in front of you if there’s a fight and plays it off as being rude but he’s just protecting you in a very discreet way.

🐬 He smiled VERY VERY slightly at you when you weren’t looking.

🐬 “… Yare yare daze”

Josuke

💛 Oh my god yes!

💛 He’s giving his mom the adoption papers as we speak!

💛 I mean technically he has a half sister but he’s never met he before so yeah.

💛 He embraces that shit so much like you might as well be related.

💛 Teases you like there’s no tomorrow.

💛 If your hair is long enough he will put it up in a pompadour so you too can match.

💛 He takes a ton of pictures and he has his favourite one framed.

💛 Is legit happy though because he always wanted a sibling.

💛 You still don’t get to diss his hair but you don’t get to deal with Crazy diamond instead Josuke will beat you with a chair so feel privileged I guess.

💛 Is also very protective he will lose his shit if he sees someone bothering you.

💛 You’re his new partner in crime now and no you don’t get a choice.

💛 He gets very emotionally attached you have been warned so he will cling to you.

💛 He will call you sis or bro or sib or just refer to you as his sibling cause you are now.

💛 “Hold on what?! Oh my god that’s so cute! Yes you can call me that!!C’mon sib let’s go annoy Rohan! This is so cool!”

Giorno

🐸 I honestly don’t see him too bothered.

🐸 Suprised? Yes. Flattered? also yes.

🐸 He might praise you more and give you more affection like patting your back just something simple.

🐸 I don’t know he doesn’t seem like he would be opposed to it he’s just very mellow about it I guess.

🐸 If he’s at a shop he might get you something small.

🐸 “ Oh? That’s very kind of you to see me like that,thank you “

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

A/N: The italicized words are from Supernatural.

Wayne was dreaming. He knew it when he saw his long dead abusive father standing before him. If you had the chance to tell someone something that you never had the chance to, would you tell them? This man was the reason that his brother had turned out the way he did. The reason why his brother and his wife were now dead. He had poisoned his brother and, in a way, silenced Wayne. He had always kept a whole lot inside, afraid of what his words might do, but Eddie had once told him that all he ever felt from Wayne when he spoke was love. He always said what Eddie needed to hear. Wayne's biggest fear was turning into his father, but Eddie always said he was far from it.

"You break everything you touch," his father spat at him.

"Well, as fate would have it, I took in two boys, and they grew up great. They grew up heroes," Wayne said. "Everything you ever said about me was wrong, Pop. You were the one that was wrong. I don't need you, I never did. It was you who tried to break everything he touched. So, fuck you."

From the moment that Steve Harrington carried Eddie into the hospital, his own wounds opened and bleeding, Wayne loved that boy. He had seen it in his face and the way that he had hovered over his boy's bed that Steve had clearly cared about Eddie. Wayne had to bully that boy into taking care of himself. He could tell that he had no one at home to take care of him, from the way he acted when he told Steve to go home that there was no one there to take care of him. Wayne had placed a gentle hand on the back of his neck and shoved him right out of the room.

"You're coming home with me, son," Wayne had told him.

He had brought him to the house they had given him and placed him into what would be Eddie's bed. He had aggressively taken care of him, showing him what a parent should do for their kid. There had been a lot of tears, shouting, and slamming of doors, but eventually Steve Harrington let him in, allowed him to care for him. He had collapsed in his arms and cried. Wayne never hated anyone as much as he hated his father, but he had hated Steve’s parents.

"You're my boy now too, you understand?"

After Eddie woke up, he had been surprised to find out that Steve Harrington had been sleeping in his bed. Wayne knew from the red cheeks that had appeared that Eddie had felt the same way Steve did.

Unfortunately, Wayne lost his mug collection, but he had slowly started over. He found one for himself at a flea market with Steve, and he remembered how excited Steve had been when he found a Garfield one for Eddie. He had gone to the flea market again, this time by himself to give Steve and Eddie some alone time. There, he had found a perfect mug for Steve. It was a painted mug, painted by a kid, no doubt. The word silly was on it in multiple colors with a letter s beside it. It obviously wasn't finished yet. The kid had probably gotten bored. What he liked about it was the first three letters in the word silly. SIL. Son-in-law. He knew it would be illegal, but he knew that in his heart, it would happen, and Steve had felt that way with him. There was no one better for Eddie. He would tell them what it meant later, maybe during a speech at their wedding.

Even though he hadn't watched Steve grow up, he was watching him grow into a man who loved Eddie dearly. Not only that, but he was also growing into a man who felt he deserved to be loved. He was more sure of himself now, more confident, and more importantly, he was more comfortable with being an absolute dork. Wayne felt proud that he and Eddie had a hand in that. If anything, he put things back together.

Wayne woke up and smiled, feeling a little bit lighter than any morning he ever had. Maybe that was him finally letting go of his father's darkness. The sounds of people moving around in the kitchen got his attention. Steve and Eddie were up. Steve was probably making breakfast. Wayne always told him he didn't have to do that, but the kid enjoyed it, and he didn't push too much. His food was good. Wayne walked into the kitchen to find Steve at the stove, Eddie hanging off his back with his arms wrapped around his waist and drooling over his shoulder.

"Morning, Uncle Wayne!" Steve chirpped cheerfully.

"Morning, Steve, you making breakfast?" Wayne asked.

"Yeah, with Eddie's help, of course," Steve said, grinning.

"I can see that," Wayne said in amusement. "I noticed your mug over there. Is something wrong with it?"

"Oh, yeah, it started leaking this morning. I think there must be a crack in it or something."

"I can fix that," Wayne said and Steve smiled.