#i mean. i do have A plushie now. thanks to my mom getting me one

[sirompp]

you think your life is hard? well IM an EXTROVERT and i HAVENT SEEN ANY OF MY FRIENDS OR JUST RANDOM OTHER PEOPLE in THREE WEEKS!!!

[coco-loco-nut]

Mister England

Paring: Lando Norris x Reader

Summary: One more time you involved your boyfriend in something American, and two times the coin flipped.

requests open masterlist part one

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“Baby, why am I awake so early?” your sleepy boyfriend asks, rubbing his eyes as you take seats in front of the entertainment.

“Because it’s Groundhog Day, silly. Phil is going to tell us if it’s an early spring or more winter,” you smile, his tired eyes looking confused.

“Like that movie?” Lando asks causing you to snort.

“That’s blasphemous,” you chastise him, a lighthearted laugh escaping your lips.

“Even so, are the groundhog hats necessary?” an amusemed smile graces his face.

“Yes!” you gasp, mocking offense. You used to come to Punxsutawney as a kid and somehow convinced Lando to come with you. He bought the VIP tickets so you could be close, but he didn’t want to show up even earlier to fight the general admission crowd.

“How long?” he yawns, his sleepy demeanor slowly taking over. You had already been here for an hour and despite the live entertainment, there is nothing he would like to do more than cuddle up to you in bed.

“A couple more hours, Babe,” you kiss him, putting a smile back on his face.

“I’m gonna go get some food and hot chocolate, I’ll be back,” he squeezes your hand and disappears. Half an hour later he reappears, handing you a warm cup.

“Are you Lando Norris?” a soft voice causes both of you to turn around. You heart melts as a young girl holding a groundhog plushie looks up at the two of you. Lando imagines this is what you looked like as a kid. He bends down to her and nods.

“What’s your name,” Lando asks, holding his arms out for a hug.

“Marie,” the girl says and you see her mom, tired and frazzled, approach.

“Would you like a photo?” you ask her with a small smile, and the mom nods gratefully, quickly snapping a picture of the hug. “Lando, turn and face the camera,” you tell your boyfriend, who is more than happy to take pictures with the young fan.

“Thank you,” the mom says, “let’s go Marie, tell Lando bye,” she takes the girls hand and leads her away. The last hour or so passes by quickly, and Lando is much more enthusiastic about the day.

“Early spring!”

“Let’s go!” Lando yells, getting it all on camera.

“SPRING!” You cheer. “Love you, Lan, thank you for bringing me,” you hug him.

“Anything for you, I love you, Y/n,”

“I’m sorry, Lando, repeat that?” you ask, utterly confused.

“I cleaned the hob,”

“The hob?”

“You know, where you cook with pots and pans?”

“You mean the range?”

“My love, you have lived with me for over a year, at this point, take the piss,” Lando says, rummaging in the pantry.

“LANDO!” you gasp, completely scandalized.

“Ah shit, the bread’s gone off,” you toss the towel you’ve been holding on the counter and walk out of the kitchen, brain not comprehending his words anymore.

“Baby? Y/n? What did I say?” Lando whispers the last bit to himself, rethinking the conversation and coming to a silent realization. “No, god, I really have to teach you slang,” Lando laughs, sitting beside you on the couch and pulling you into his arms.

“That might be helpful,” you pout, causing him to laugh more and kiss you.

“Taking the piss means you’ve embarrassed yourself, maybe not a good choice of words to say to my long-term girlfriend and future wife,” Lando says causing you to raise your eyebrows at him, he just brushes the comment off. “Bread’s gone off, it’s moldy, not really supposed to be fuzzy,” Lando explains the terms he’s used.

“Thank you, I think I need to spend more time here,” you blush a little and Lando holds you tighter.

“Forever would be nice,” his voice drops a little, kissing your cheek.

“Mmm, maybe when you finally propose,” you wink, Lando has half a mind to propose right now. He knows that you wouldn’t mind, but he wants to make a big, romantic gesture.

“Not before I ask your father, gotta make it official,” he lies, fully knowing he asked last month.

“Lan, I would rather watch the most boring F1 race than this. Even a tame grand prix has more action than this,” you groan, sipping your beer.

“It’s the better football,” you give him a look, “yeah, I guess I do like going to your alma mater’s football games more, but this is the real football,” Lando says and you shake your head.

Truthfully, you were just lost. You knew hockey, but that wasn’t helping as much as you thought. Lando noticed how uncomfortable you were and slowly started to subtly explain things to you.

Before you knew it, he was explaining almost play by play what was happening so you could understand. He knows how much you love sports and hate that you didn’t know it. To be fair, you suggested a rugby game instead, but he already bought these tickets.

“Thanks for explaining it to me,” you blush in embarrassment, not quite meeting Lando’s eyes.

“Of course, Love. You do the same for me,” he wraps his arm around you, as the game progresses you are able to get into it more, his guidance lessening as time passes.

“Halftime!” You cheer at the end of regulation and Lando blushes. Maybe he still has work to do.

[saekkas]

𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄

summary: dates with michael kaiser are fun, more so when they turn into a three-hour sanrio shopping spree.

notes: this is my attempt at spoiling him <3 also big thanks to @mirahua for the inspo! go ahead and *grabby grabby*

[wc: 915]

"do you really need to buy that much?" you honestly don't know what you're looking at, and you honestly don't know whether to be concerned or amused. "you're going to rob this whole store clean."

currently, it's the beginning of july, and kaiser, being the lovely boyfriend that he is, insisted on taking you out to the mall. window shopping, he called it.

more correctly, you're taking him shopping. especially with the way he's currently filling up your trolley with sanrio plushies.

"stop judging." kaiser glares, all pout and no bite. in his hand is a small cinnamoroll plush, one that looks suspiciously like him with blue eyes and blue star patterns on its ear.

he's holding it with such love and care, and you have to stop yourself from snorting when he lifts it so that they're face-to-face. "besides, how can you resist? he looks exactly like me!"

"that's exactly why i can resist."

your words catch his attention, and he scowls, playfully hitting your face with the plush toy's hand. "how dare you!"

"i'm kidding," you laugh, nudging him back with the hand that's not pushing the trolley. "but when i see headlines of you robbing a miniso, i'm totally sending them to ness."

his lips aren't the only one smiling. his eyes are bright, his shoulders seemingly light. your boyfriend looks like a child here, comfortably in his element, even with the people staring oddly at him.

it makes you happy that he's happy. it's enlightening to see the mikka that could be. the mikka that should be.

"yeah, yeah, whatever." even his words hold a sweet lilt to them, and you can't even bring yourself to complain when he throws a hello kitty themed soda can into the trolley. "i think i'm done."

you quirk an eyebrow, giggling as you survey every item he's managed to throw in. "aren't you forgetting something?"

you watch the flurry of emotions that pass through his face. confusion, confusion, and more confusion.

his eyes stray behind you, brightening as he extends a hand to show another sanrio plushy, this one modeled with him beside it.

"no," you laugh, wrestling the very cute toy out of his hand. "you've bought enough already!"

he pouts, and it's eerily similar to the toy he was holding earlier. "but don't you want a mini me at our house? a very special, limited addition mini me, part of the sanrio collaboration?"

"nice try but we should get the thing we actually came here for." you hold back a squeal when he tilts his head, looking oddly lost.

his cheeks have grown in lately, courtesy of your cooking, and now he's looking too much like baby mikka from the photos his mom showed when you came over. too cute to say no to.

"the very special, very limited addition hello kitty headband you wanted?" you watch as he perks up at the words, making a beeline to the other side of the shop right after.

you discreetly throw the plushy into the trolly as he leaves.

you suppose bringing your big baby of a boyfriend has its perks. not only does he come with a black card, but his fans are everywhere, letting him cut through the ridiculously long line of adults holding onto stuffed sanrio dolls.

"you should do some fanservice," you hum, holding onto a bag as he holds onto another, your free hands intertwined together. "blow some kisses or something."

there's a ruckus of screams as kaiser does just that, a smug smirk on his lips as he waves to his fans, tugging you to the exit with him. "they love me."

"careful, there." the screaming doesn't stop, not until you're both out of the mall and in the parking lot.

even then, there are a group of girls following you both around, smiling and giggling shyly, trying to catch his attention. "your head's going to become so big it won't fit through our door."

"why are you so mean?" he whines, pinching your cheek when you both finally get into his car. "don't you love me too?"

"nope." the words are out of your mouth in a second and he glares, taking your hand to squeeze it tightly. he backs out of the space, a hand on the wheel and the other in yours but the pout on his lips never fade.

you sigh. "okay. fine. i love you too."

he squeezes your hand every few seconds after that, his head turning back and forth, torn between wanting to look at you and having to look at the street.

when the car meets a red light, he steps on the breaks, leaning over the console to kiss your cheek. "what are you reading?"

you quickly show him your phone, laughing when his jaw falls at the headline written on the screen.

BASTARD MUCHEN'S MICHAEL KAISER SEEN AT LOCAL STORE, HOARDING NEWEST COLLECTION OF SANRIO TO HIMSELF.

"the nerve," he grumbles, continuing to glare at the street when you take your phone back. "what's wrong with me collecting? can't people have a hobby these days?"

he stares when you show him your phone again, this time of a comment someone posted on the article.

user mirahua: can't believe i actually simp for this blue painted red flag. can't believe he looks like hello kitty too. i hate hello kitty.

kaiser can only grumble, muttering curse words under his breath as you laugh the rest of the way home.

[bugeater77]

Nandermo things u probably forgot about

not in any order(i wrote them whenever i remembered them)

(scroll down for images, the ones pictured are highlighted) - Nandor holding guillermo up to make him feel like he is flying multiple times (quite possibly nandermo hug)

During the simon the devious episode where nandor once again takes him flying, they hold hands (last image)

Nandor telling guillermo to stay by his side until he falls asleep in the curse episode, then going to grab his hand but stopping (5th Image)

"you'll probably have to take it in the waist and out the shoulders" - guillermo knowing Nandor's exact measurements

Nandor getting so frustrated while talking about the other vampires wanting to kill Guillermo that he kicks and destroys a box

"take a picture of me having fun and then send it to guillermo so he knows how much I do not miss him" - nandor

Guillermo DROPPING EVERYTHING ON THE GROUND when he hears about nandor's engagement

"it's not gonna last." -Guillermo SHIT EATING GRIN after realizing that gale and nandor are not gonna be together

Guillermo PUTTING HIS ARM AROUND NANDOR AFTER THE GAIL EPISODE he thought he had a chance :( (4th image)

Sean calling Guillermo Nandor's boyfriend and lazlo not questioning it not one bit

pulling guillermo back way before he was supposed to after trying to use him as bait for the sire

this was also while he was shaking his money maker if i might add

like the second he did it...

entire scene where Nandor tries to convince guillermo to come back from celeste

ENTIRE HOMOEROTIC FIGHT SCENE

might i mention that nandor obviously thinks guillermo fighting him is hot??!

Guillermo gripping nandor plushie after he leaves (3rd image)

Guillermo has silver lined seatbelts in his car, meaning he was planning to rescue nandor for a while

"traveling the whole world with my nand- master" - guillermo

ermmmmmm glitter portrait ?!!

Nandor wishing to be human the SAME AMOUNT that guillermo wishes to be a vampire, seeing him as an equal

"my furry little friend" - nandor

Marwa, who likes EVERYTHING nandor likes, kissing guillermo all over his face

The wwdits cast interview about nandermo, which to me feels like a deep extreme very canonization

Nandor's pure jealousy after finding out about guillermo becoming a vampire

Him waiting for SO LONG outside of panera bread

Going to guillermos house to look at his baby pictures

talking about his goth phase with his mom...

"if i'm lying, kill me now" - nandor

Nandor being so upset and holding guillermos body after thinking he was dead

Nandor grasping guillermos sweater

speaking out against the baron to keep guillermo safe, which if you watch season 1 again you'll see that he is TERRIFIED of the baron

so excited to talk about guillermo killing vampires.... wtf is wrong with u nandor but we're not gonna get into that

"I will fix"

PUTS ON GUILLERMOS CAPE

he is so excited to kill derek, not to turn guillermo human, but literally just to kill derek out of jealousy

Nandor's face while guillermo is talking about his love life(second image)

Guillermos face after Nandor turns Gail into a vampire (first image)

guillermo hammering the door as hard as possible to wake nandor for his super slumber.

duh nandor knowing every part of Guillermos thank you card

The entire last episode actually?

theres absolutely more but this is all i remember just from my brain

(new additions) In another cast interview, Kayvan Novak says “I think he’s coming to the realization that his type is Harvey Guillén flavored.” about nandors type

Nandor makes guillermo spin around in his wedding cape

Nandor says he got the idea of having a wedding ever since him and guillermo "watched the wedding planner on that rainy sunday together"

ok listen closely, the wedding planner is about a woman planning a wedding falling in love with the groom causing him to leave the bride

he did NOT CARE WHO HE WAS MARRYING. BUT HE KNEW HE WANTED GUILLERMO TO PLAN IT FROM DAY 1

[tinkerbelle05]

Can you do platonic fanfiction with 42!Miles Morales and little sister reader (like 5/6 year old)? Maybe he found out she was bullied in her school for always carrying a rabbit plushie around the school lol. Thank you!!

I'll Always Protect You

Characters: E42!Miles Morales x Sister!Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Summary: (Requested) Thanks boo 💜

A/N: I tried writing as a child, hope I did it well lol

Warnings: Bullying

For as long as you could remember you always had Mr. Bun-Bun with you. He was your emotional support animal, kinda. He was there for you when you had to get a haircut because gum was in your hair, twisted your ankle, and when your Dad died.

But some people at school found it weird that you were still so attached to your stuffed and were not shy about making their opinions known to you.

“Where’s Mr. Bun-Bun?” Miles asked you as he picked you up from school.

“Oh, um I didn’t bring him today,” you responded quickly and took his hand.

He looks down at you with a raised eyebrow, “Why not? He's dirty or somethin’?”

You shake your head, “No I just felt like leaving him. That's all.”

He looks down at you with suspicion, “And that's all? No other reason?”

Anger rises in you at the continued questioning. Why couldn't he just drop it? That stubbornness was annoying quality of his. You dropped his hand and walked a few steps in front of him.

“Oh so now you wanna be like that?” Miles asks and you could hear the laughter in his voice.

You get lifted in the air not long after and twirled around all over the place. You stumble a little when he places you on the ground from all the spinning. You couldn’t stop laughing though.

And this is why you love your brother so much. Even when you were just angry at him, he still somehow made you laugh till your face and stomach hurt.

“Now, you gonna tell me what got you frowning like that?” He asked you. “I’ll buy you a whole pint of strawberry ice cream if you tell me.”

Now this had gotten your attention, you swore you could already taste the strawberry icecream. And would it be so bad to tell Miles? If you do then maybe the kids would stop.

“Okay, well some kids at school are being pretty mean to me,” admitted.

Miles went down on his knees so you guys were at eye level, “Mean how?”

“Like they would call me names and stuff because I still carry Mr. Bun-Bun around. They say I’m a baby.” You told him and sniffed a bit. It was painful to talk about but this is Miles, your big brother. He would protect you.

“How long has this been going on?” He asked.

“Um for a month I think. It’s fuzzy.” You responded.

He wraps you in a hug and puts his head on top of yours, “Okay, it’s gonna be all okay, all right. Now listen up, number one, you should’ve told me this when they first started being mean to you.”

He breaks the hug and makes you look into his eyes (did he always have that tired look in his eyes?), “I will fix this okay. I’ll tell Uncle Aaron and Mom about this and they will get this all situated.”

You nod your head along to what he was saying, you were starting to feel better about the situation with the promise that it will end.

“And one more thing,” he continued, “do not let anyone tell you how to live your life, you hear me? Because at the end of the day, you will have to live with the consequences of your actions, not them.”

You nod along to his words, understanding the gravity of them. You were still hungry though, “Can I get my ice cream now?”

Miles’ eyes widened and he gives you a surprised laugh, “You truly are something else you know that?” But he he grabs your hand and takes you to the grocery store anyway.

He truly is the best big brother you could’ve ever asked for.

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(X men Evolution) Platonic Yandere Trio Wanda, Quicksilver and Magneto and Magneto's youngest child reader from a one night stand who has Technopathy and who's mom was killed protecting her from anti mutant groups and the social worker contacted Magneto because his name is in the birth certificate and asked him if he wanted custody of them.

Ooooo! Thank you for specifying which X-Men media you wanted! (But I only do gender neutral Readers, okay?) I'll see what I can do:

It was hard, not having your mom around anymore.

She died protecting you, doing everything in her power to keep you safe, to let you have a chance at a normal childhood, and how was she repayed? The people of your old town killed her. They had meant to kill you, but she took the bullet for you. You were lucky to be alive, lucky to have been moved to a safe place...

But...

Now you were moving in with someone you'd never met before.

He was supposedly your dad. Or at least who your mom claimed was. She'd never really mentioned him before, save when she needed to give you hope for a better future, when you'd be safe to use your powers and not be attacked for it.

His name was supposedly Magnus, and it turned out he had two other kids: Wanda and Pietro, twins.

They hadn't been mean or jealous (what was there to be jealous about? you're a younger sibling with trauma), but they did act... stange? In a way. Always hovering nearby, trying to keep the other Brotherhood teens from being near you or talking with you.

You think your first bonding moment with them was when you and the group had gone to an arcade for fun. The machines hummed with life, with energy... And you had just the game you enjoyed just waiting to be played.

The claw machine.

The poor thing hadn't been able to give a reward for all the money it was given, but you were just the person to make it right. With a few quarters, and a quick snap of electricity, you had the machine buzzing with your commands. The first stuffed animal was a hummingbird, with bright blue wings and a white stomach. The second was an owl with bright red eyes. Soon to follow were more and more little animals, until the entire plushie receptacle was filled to the brim with your rewards.

You shocked the poor guy behind the ticket counter, who looked tired and flabbergasted. And it seemed you'd surprised your siblings, too...

"Take it. They look like you," you pushed as you shoved the two birds into their arms. You'd already packed the rest of the stuffies into large plastic bags, hopefully to send to the local children's hospital.

"How does this look like me?" Pietro asked, looking over the hummingbird in blurred movements. "Couldn't it have been, like, a falcon, or something?"

"... Why an owl?" Wanda asks.

"You're fast and can perform any trick in the book. So can hummingbirds! Can you see a falcon flying backwards? Also, an owl because you've got the whole witch aesthetic, and it looks like you! It even has black and red feathers!"

"... Tch... Fine..."

"... It will be my familiar..."

"Yay! Now, let's go give the others their's!"

"Wait, you got them some too?!"

After that, the twins were just-

Everywhere.

And if they couldn't be there, one of the other Brotherhood teens was instead. It only became a problem when someone tried to bully you.

Safe to say...

"Mess with them again and you won't live to make the same mistake again!"

"Let's see how well you do in basketball now, loser!"

The guy who'd try to pick on you now earned the full ire of Wanda AND Pietro, who made his life h*ll. And what those two decreed, the others followed.

People left you alone after that.

Of course, when you wanted to hide from everyone or hide your tracks...

You messed with the computers and lights.

"Ah man, I can't see like this!"

"Is it a power outage?"

"Someone get the janitor!"

Being in control of technology was pretty awesome.

It wasn't so fun when your dad found out.

"Reader... perhaps you would like to join my Acolytes? We would have much need of your mutation."

You took one look at the people your... dad, had on his elite team... And decided:

"Um... I'm good, sir..."

"Very well... And you may call me 'father'."

"Erm... okay... Father..."

What you didn't see happening in the shadows was your father having his Acolytes preparing a space for you anyway, so one day you could be with them. What you didn't see was Wanda giving nightmares and accidents to your bully, sending them into a chaotic spiral. What you didn't see was Pietro following you wherever you went, spying from as far or near as he liked, and telling Wanda and Magneto everything he saw.

You may have thought you were being given some control, but in honesty... That control was only an illusion.

If you ever tried to leave or go to the X-Men, you'd just find yourself kept captive, bound in metal chains where no one would ever find you, save for your loving family... They wouldn't risk losing their little technopath, the one member of their small family who can temper their personalities... So don't try to run, or they'll cut off any small control you have for good.

[nfr-girly]

Little Hope - Bradley Bradshaw x reader (Part 2)

Part 1

a/n: if anyone has any writing tips they can give me any is appreciated!! x

Your POV

3:15 had finally come and I was sending off all my students with their parents. One of the things I liked best about being a teacher was to see the kids faces light up whenever they see their parent come to pick them up, always giggling and showing them what they did that day.

As I’m helping a few kids with their colouring, I hear a sudden yell come from someone.

“Daddy!!”

I turn to see Hope almost jumping on her dad. Jesus Christ. He had shown up in what I assumed was a military uniform and sunglasses. His moustache standing out more than ever. I collect Hopes bag from her peg and walk over to the pair.

His eyes look towards me; and I see a sudden change in his eyes. I can’t describe it, but it’s different.

“Hiya Mr Bradshaw, here’s Hopes bag. She had a wonderful first day and she even made her own coasters today , so you and her mum can use them!” I said, smiling at Hopes giddy face.

Bradley’s face had shifted to a frown at the mention of “her mum”. A sudden feeling of worry running through me.

“Oh- um it’s just me” he replied, gulping.

“Oh. Um im really sorry, well you can use them, she can have her own aswell” I giggle, a smirk forming on his face. Thank fuck.

I don’t ask about what he means by ‘just me’, but as much as I hate to admit it I feel a sudden feeling of hope upon hearing there’s no “Mrs Bradshaw” in the picture.

“Well anyway I will see you tomorrow and have a great rest of your day!” I give them both a smile, but before I can properly walk away, Bradley stops me.

“Uh wait!” His hand is gently placed on my wrist, and a rise of warmth grows in my stomach, my cheeks becoming redder by the second.

“Can I quickly talk to you in private?” He asks. A feeling of nerves sprouted. I was never nervous to talk to a parent in private before, so why was I all of a sudden nervous now?

“Yeah of course, Hope if you’d like you can continue playing with Samuel and Tommy over by the sand pit” I say pointing to two of my students.

“Okay!!” She runs off without a second thought.

Me and Bradley turn back to look at each other; his eyes piercing into mine. It feels like we’re stuck in time, unable to take our eyes off the others. I look down at my wrist and realise he’s still holding it. He looks down and realises too before quickly letting go. My wrist feels empty from the sudden loss of contact.

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His POV

Shit. Did I hold on too long? I didn’t want to let go but she would’ve thought I was a weirdo if I didn’t

“I just wanted to quickly mention something about Hope. So uh she can get really nervous sometimes and especially in a new environment like this, she can get quite shy, I just wanted to ask , if she does can you give her this? It’s her favourite and it really helps to calm her down.” I hand her Hopes favourite plushie. Ironically one that her mom originally got her.

“Of course! I promise I’ll give it to her and try to calm her down the best way I can if it comes to it.” She says, the sweetness in her voice acting as a massage for my ears.

“Thank. I didn’t wanna mention it in front of her, I just don’t know if she’d like it.”

“Don’t worry I understand!” She replies, a moment of silence passes between us before she continues.

“So you’re um a Military man?” She asks, pointing to my uniform.

“Yeah. Navy pilot. Take after my dad.” I reply, regret filling me after the last part, hoping she doesn’t ask about my dad.

“That’s amazing, it must be cool having the navy exist through two generations for you. I actually heard aviators have something called call sign names aswell? Is that right?” She asks. Shit. What if she thinks my call sign name is weird. Rooster. Ugh.

“Yeah, we do.. um mine is uh, rooster” I sound like a chicken speaking to her, no wonder that’s my call sign.

“Oh!! THATS where she got it from. Hopes teddy I heard was named rooster, I just assumed she really liked the animal!” She says laughing, I laugh along with her.

After we settle; she asks: “so is flying a plane hard? I heard it’s pretty intense in the navy”

“At first it is, but I’ve been doing this for years, just got used to it”

“That’s really great, I’ve always wanted to see what it was like in an aircraft”

It takes an insane amount of willpower and the total muscle power of everyone on earth to stop me from asking her if she’d like to have a look in my jet.

“It is cramped as hell in there I won’t lie.” I reply, both of us laughing in unison. God her laugh will be the death of me.

“Hey um before I go, can I give you the contact details of someone else who might pick up Hope sometimes?”

“Yeah of course! You can put all the details on here.” She gives me a piece of paper and I write down everything she’d need to know.

“His names maverick, he’s pretty much like an uncle to Hope and he’s a good friend of my dad’s. Kinda like a dad to me too I guess.” We both chuckle and I give her the piece of paper.

“Thank you, and make sure to give him the password for when he does come aswell” she says with a smile

“Yeah don’t worry I will, and also by the way you don’t need to call me Mr Bradshaw, it’s too formal, just Brad.”

We walk over to Hope, where she is now playing on the swings.

“Hey Bunny we gotta go.” I say to her, out of the corner of my eye I see Y/N smile at the nickname.

“Aww why I am having fun” Hope replies

“I’m sorry baby but we have to go.”

“Okay… I will see you tomorrow Miss L/N.” She waves at Y/N.

“Yeah I’ll see you tomorrow as well” I smile and give her a small wink, before heading towards the car. Should I have done that? What if I looked embarrassing? It was too late now. But suddenly preschool wasn’t looking so bad for Hope, or me.

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[misc-obeyme]

I'M ALIVE (BARELY) !! Work is kicking my ass. Also, lots of things went wrong for me this morning, but they all worked out in the end ?? Like I forgot to set my alarm, had to bring my mom's phone to her job bc she forgot it, my bus ended up running late because the doors would get stuck at stops. But I woke up on time, caught the bus after taking the phone, and made it early to work because the bus forgot to take the detour? My luck is insane (thanks Mammon.)

ANYWAY, i can no longer contain my thoughts about Mammon x Solomon x Mc. I'm just imagining my mc and Solomon who are both very curious, and love messing around with potions at purgatory hall, and finding alternatives to rare ingredients. This has definitely gone wrong a bunch of times (most days without a potion incident: 4)

and I'm imagining Mammon tagging along bc he misses mc and is jealous that Sol is taking up their time, but denies all claims - "I'm assigned to protect ya, ain't I?" "From Solomon?" "W-Well, he's a shady sorcerer!"

He sits on the floor by mc's feet, and will fetch them things because he can't say no to them. But he spends so much time listening to them brainstorm, he starts learning and will chime in randomly. Mc and Sol who are stuck on what to add, Mammon drops something in there, and they're both horrified until they realize the potion is perfect now. He just has a little database in his mind of what to add to something, and rare ingredients that the two wish they could get their hands on.

Thinking about Mammon doing a favor for a witch and she tells him to pick anything in her collection since she's low on money. He was about to be angry when he saw an ingredient that they've both been complaining is rare and hard to find. He asks the witch for that and then brings it to the two. He acts all nonchalant about it, trying to brush it off. Mc tackles him, meanwhile Solomon is in awe and staring with a twinkle in his eye.

Now Mammon starts requesting trades with witches, for a lower portion of grimm. Gets ingredients he knows they dream about, because the way mc and sol will get all giddy after he presents them with his earnings makes his stomach flip (he will never admit this)

"This is missing something" Solomon

"Yeah but I can't figure out what" MC

"Have you tried *insert seemingly common ingredient that doesn't work for most things*" Mammon

"But no one uses that, it's why we're always stuck with it" MC

"Couldn't hurt to try. See, watch." Mammon.

"WAIT, MAMMON DON'T- ... IT WORKED!?" Mc/Sol

----

"MAMMON HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET THIS, IT ONLY BLOOMS ONCE EVERY 100 YEARS" mc

"Dunno, got it from a random witch. Said she didn't need it. *spent two hours haggling with said witch*"

"...am I in love?" Solomon, reevaluating life

"Eh? What are ya mumbling about? If you're gonna thank me, I want it loud and clear!"

my crack ship <3 they mean everything to me. I caved and hunted down the plushies of them on ebay too. ALSO I GOT TWO OF MY COMMISSIONS BACK AND I'M 😭 they're perfect !!! I'm so so happy with them. Literally the lock screen is beautiful bc it's me and mammon cuddling (HIS MUSCLES CC!! IM DYING) and it looks like it was taken by like asmo or something who walked in to wake us up.

i think I'm also a hopeless romantic, I'm just scared of confronting my feelings lol (you're right in that it is worth it, I just need to figure out how to be brave </3). I throw myself into romance books and fanfics. Vaguely related, thinking about coffee shop au with barista!Mammon and college student!Solomon.

OKAY SORRY IM DONE RAMBLING 😭 HAVE A GOOD DAYYYY

- ✨ anon

Wow that does sound like a crazy morning!! I'm glad it all worked out, though~ Mammon is totally watching out for you!

OKAY but all of that sounds exactly like Mammon! I mean, he's super smart, he just doesn't usually bother to apply himself to anything. So it totally makes sense that he'd just pick up things because he's spending time with MC and Solomon. And then of course he's gonna end up seeing rare ingredients and being like, okay yeah I'm taking that. That all sounds absolutely adorable~

I'm curious about whether or not Solomon and Mammon would make a pact in this situation? I mean, if it's both of them and your MC that are in the relationship, do you think they would? Do you think Solomon would move past his obsession with getting a pact with Lucifer and end up in one with Mammon instead?

I always felt like Solomon doesn't really get Mammon, you know? But that doesn't mean he can't learn. And oh man, Solomon is such a tease and Mammon is so not good at being teased lol. That idea is giving me so many entertaining images, I can't even handle it.

Anyway, I'm totally here for it! It sounds really cute~

I'm so glad you're happy with your comms!!! They sound amazing!

And don't worry, you'll figure it out. I don't know how old you are, but I suspect you have plenty of time! It's a balancing act, you know? It's important to be honest with yourself about your feelings without letting them control you. But it's easier to decide what to do about them if you know what they are. Anyway, not to get all philosophical over here lol. I think the key is to find someone you want to be brave for, you know?

AUGH I love coffee shop aus sooooooo much!!! I was very obsessed with the idea of barista!Mammon for a while, mostly because of a daily chat where he was working at a cafe and then got into a fight with customer. He's good at finances, so I think he could be pretty business minded if he wanted to be. So I was thinking about a situation where he owns his own cafe, but when the customers get rude with one of his fellow baristas, he gets into a fight with them lol. I hadn't really considered who that other barista was, but it could be MC.

Anyway, I could ramble about coffee shop aus all day because I love them aklsdlkfjdfjkl

I hope you have a lovely day/night, too!!

[srslyscary]

┊┊. WHAT’S IN HER BAG !

⟿ HER BAG

> BLACK SHEIN BAG . a gift from her mom, she’s had this bag for about a year. it’s continued to be in great shape, and it’s cheap. she never expects anything large as a gift, so she was grateful knowing she had something to carry her things with.

“this was a gift from my mom.. it was for my birthday last year I think.. or the year before that. it’s just a shein bag, but it’s pretty cute. I carry all my favorite items and essentials. it’s big enough for just a couple of things. thanks ma.”

⟿ PERFUME

> OCEAN DI GIOIA EAU DE PARFUM . It’s her favorite scent, the ocean. she enjoys how it’s not hard on the nose but not too light to where you can’t smell it.

“this is my perfume. ocean di gioia. it’s easy on the nose and I really enjoy spraying it on myself.”

⟿ HEADPHONES

> BLACK EARMUFF HEADPHONES . comfortable and easy to take a nap with. she could definitely fall asleep with them on anywhere at any given time. helps her adjust to the things she might be looking at on her phone.

“my headphones are one of the most crucial things in my bag. if I do not have my headphones on at least once a day, who knows what might happen. I love traveling with them because it makes the world seem a little more brighter.. I mean it’s already great but having music in your ears makes it SOO much better.”

⟿ PORTABLE CHARGER BLOCK

> BLACK PORTABLE CHARGER . simple and effective. definitely a must need item during long airplane trips or car rides. charges things up quickly and doesn’t run out of block battery for weeks.

“I bring multiple cords for my block just in case I happen to break a charger. the block charges my phone and headphones. the battery on the block doesn’t run out for a while as long as it’s turned off when you’re done using it.”

⟿ WALLET

> VIVIENNE WESTWOOD WALLET . holds all her credit cards, cash, information, etc. she mostly buys drinks with the things she has in her wallet, the members won’t allow her to buy her own food for some odd reason. she sometimes puts her phone in her wallet for extra measures.

“I carry all my cash and cards in here. mostly just to buy things when I get thirsty. I can’t buy food though, my members won’t let me.. oh and my phone is also in here. I don’t keep it in the bag because I get scared I will lose it.”

⟿ TOOTHPASTE

> CREST MINT TOOTHPASTE . brushes her teeth very often, always after she eats something and knows she won’t eat anything else after. she hates feeling like her teeth are dirty.

“I keep this for after i eat. no matter what time it is I always brush my teeth after every meal or snack I eat. I don’t like feeling like my teeth are dirty.”

⟿ LIP ESSENTIALS

> LIPGLOSS AND CHAPSTICK . another necessity she HAS to have, otherwise she will freak out. if not the lipgloss it has to be the chapstick. she doesn’t like the feeling of her lips being dry.

“especially after I brush my teeth or drink something, I reapply chapstick. and lipgloss is just to add to the look for performances or other things. just to look nice, you know?”

⟿ PLUSHIE

> GREEN ALIEN PLUSHIE . a gift from han, and she never goes anywhere without it. it was a gift that he gave her after they first debuted. she says that’s the first time the both of them actually got along.

“I remember this being given to me by.. han. hannie gave it to me after we debuted. we used to argue a lot predebut, and I guess this was a piece offering. we used to hate each other until he gave me this, and of course we’re very close now.”

⟿ WATER BOTTLE

> BLUE HYDRO FLASK . uses it when she needs to preserve drinks she buys, or when she needs to carry water with her.

“I usually carry water in here, I don’t want to be dehydrated. other times I’ll pour unfinished drinks in here when there’s nothing in here.”

⟿ BOOK

> THE OBSESSION . a book she says she can continue to read over and over again. she never gets tired of this book. likes the plot of a boy meeting a girl, the boy stalking the girl, and getting revenge on the boy after she finds out he’s been stalking her.

“this is my favorite book.. it’s called ‘the obsession’. it’s a really interesting book, kind of creepy as it’s about stalking people. I’m not a stalker I just find these things sort of interesting!”

[ask-half-blood-hill]

Meet the Demigods: Ren Takayama

Testing, testing! Sephora Chambers here, LIVE from Cabin Two in Camp Half-Blood, ready to interview all the lively and rowdy faces of Half-Blood Hill! Welcome to Meet the Demigods! Today, we have a treat! I’d like to introduce my best friend, Ren Takayama! There’s a lot to cover, so let’s get on with the broadcast!

Q1: How would you describe how you look?

“Different from my half-siblings here. Most of the have light hair, or light eyes. I’ve got a sort of golden-brown eye color, and my hair is black. Serenity did offer to put some blonde streaks in it though… I’m about five foot seven, and I’ve always been a bit on the lean side.”

Q2: Who is your godly parent?

“I was claimed by Apollo! I think it was a little obvious, now that I noticed all those nuances in my life. Yellow this, music that, yadda yadda yadda. He’s the god of a lot of things, actually. Medicine, the sun, music, archery, poetry, stuff like that. You name it, there’s a 30% chance he’s the god of it. He’s probably also the god of overachievers… No offense, dad. You know you’d live up to that title.”

Q3: What’s your talent?

“Like all of my siblings, I have a talent with medicine and archery. My actual power that makes me stand out… Geez, I guess that’ll have to wait. I’m not sure if I want to expose myself just yet, Seph. I guess it’s also cool that I can tell the time of day, no matter where I am. Isn’t that neat? What do you mean that’s lame?! You’re full of-”

Q4: What are your hobbies?

“I really like music, but I guess that’s just a given, since I’m a kid of Apollo. I also have a passion for painting and acting, which my mom got me into. I also really have a good hand with gardening, too, but for some reason all my flowers end up turning yellow…”

Q5: Who’s your favorite cabin mate?

“Oh geez, this isn’t a fair question. Cyrus is a little cutie, he even offered to let me snuggle one of his frog plushies the other night. Serenity is cool, but a little too cool. Kieran is strange, and a little too in the clouds sometimes, and Alexander is a force of pure chaos. Dawn is sweet, but you can’t get away with anything when she’s around- she can detect liars. Sebastian is cool, but he’s always cooped up in the workshop… Caroline? She’s a doll, but she’s very shy. I guess that leaves Myra. I admire how hard she works, and since she swore off violence, it’s mostly just her running the clinic almost all day, every day.”

Q6: If you could live in any other cabin, which cabin would you choose?

“Man, have you ever been in the Hypnos cabin? It’s the most comfortable place ever. It would be paradise just to go to a sleepover there, let alone live there! The Hebe cabin is also pretty nice, so that’d likely be my choice. It’s got this sort of… nostalgic feeling to it. Maybe it’s just the aura of youthfulness.”

Q7: How would you describe yourself, personally?

“I guess I’m a bit of a scatterbrain. I mean, most demigods think at a million miles a minute, but I genuinely feel like I will explode in the sunlight. I love my family, I love my friends, but I’ve been noted to be reckless at times. I zone into things, and it’s like a trance to me. Um… I guess I’m average in terms of intelligence, but sometimes I can think of quick solutions to issues. Maybe I’m more like a problem solver, than a long-term thinker, or strategist…”

Q8: Do you have a crush on anyone here in camp?

“What? Seph, you can’t just ask that! What do you mean ‘Yes I can?’ Fine! Fine, yes, I do, but like heck would I tell you!”

Well, thank you all for tuning in to the first ever ‘Meet the Demigods!’ Join me next time, when we take on the spooky, haunted face of the Hades Cabin, Jasper Graves! Until next time, stay safe and praise the gods!

[she-karev]

Babysitting Luna (Andrew DeLuca x Alex Karev’s Sister)

Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: Two of Five

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

Ship: Andrew DeLuca x Amber Karev (Alex Karev’s Sister)

AN: I know you guys love the pregnancy storyline so I decided to explore it more. I want to show when Amber and Andrew decided to get pregnant and why.

Summary: Amber and Andrew babysit their niece, Luna, and have a scary moment when she wanders off.

Words: 1462

January 11th, 2022

Amber sits at the kitchen table watching Luna in her play mat in the living room assembling her plushies in a line while Bluey plays on Disney Plus. Their dog Jazz is relaxing by the mat already protecting Luna as her guard dog. They spent their first night with Luna under their care and so far things have been good. Luna was able to tell them when she had to go potty and they helped her with the toilet.

There was some trouble when they ended bathtime and she was crying and screaming not wanting to get out but they were able to calm her down with a showing of Encanto in their living room. It was the first time Amber was thankful for kid movies. Afterwards they got her to sleep in the guest bedroom after reading her a bedtime story. Now Amber is watching Lucy play plush army while her husband is on his morning workout.

The front door opens and Amber looks to find Andrew coming inside the house panting. He’s wearing a black hoodie, gray camo shorts and a gray cap on his head. He is covered in a thin layer of sweat and wearing earbuds. He takes them off and passes Luna in the living room smiling at her as she focuses on her dolls. He greets Amber as he grabs a water bottle from the fridge.

“How did it go while I was on my run?”

“Good, we watched Bluey, it was very educational. She wanted me to leave her alone while she assembled her plush army, I think she was afraid I would steal her battle strategies.”

Andrew chuckles and stands besides Amber in her chair observing Luna with her, “She is adorable.”

“She really is.” Amber says with a smile, “It almost makes me dread the day Alex and Jo return and we have to give her back to them.”

“Almost?”

“Well, the smelly diapers and her pulling my hair when I lifted her from the tub last night also makes me count the days till they get back.”

Andrew grins, “Yeah but still, the bad things are worth it for the joys of parenthood. I mean if Alex and Jo didn’t think like that, they would have left that kid the second they smelled her full diaper. I mean most of my cousins were babies growing up and as annoying as they could be I enjoyed watching them grow up and playing with them. I mean it was the main reason why I know I want kids someday.” Amber gives Andrew a side eye that he catches causing him to shrug innocently, “What? I’m just making an observation.”

Amber grins at her husband trying to plant an idea in her head, “No you are making a sales pitch mister.”

Andrew chuckles, “Look I’m not gonna lie I have been feeling the pull of being a dad more when we reached our one-year anniversary. What about you? Have you thought about when would be a good time for us to try?”

Amber scratches her head as she thinks, “I mean I’ve been busy trying to catch up on my residency and you’ve been doing surgeries to ease the backlog. And I’m trying to be a good wife and a good aunt and a dog mom it’s a lot. Plus, I’ve spent most of my life actively trying not to get pregnant. It’s a mindset I haven’t quite shaken off yet. Also, with what Schmitt did to the program it hasn’t given me much time to consider if it was the right time to get pregnant or not.”

Andrew nods, “I know this is gonna sound like a cliché but there’s never gonna be a right time to have kids. There is always gonna be something that upsets one or both of us at home and work that is a given. But maybe we can let it be a reason for us to expand our family instead of letting it stall us. I mean look at Alex and Jo, they had Luna in the middle of the pandemic while she had complications and the three of them are happier than ever.”

Amber looks at Luna at the mat with a grin, “Yeah it is something I didn’t think either me or Alex would ever have given how we grew up.”

“And that’s my point. I know we can do better than our parents did with us and that’s why I am 100 percent sure I want to have a baby with the woman I am crazy about. But if you don’t feel it’s the right time yet I will understand. I can fill the void babysitting my favorite niece in the meantime and being a dog dad to Jazz.”

Amber sighs at that and thinks for a moment, “I’ll give the baby thing some thought and get back to you. Right now I want to focus on taking care of Luna and see how she feels about us as caretakers.”

Andrew grins at that knowing how much his wife loves Luna and how invested she is in Luna having a good week with them. It makes him hopeful that she becomes more inclined to having a baby of their own. He leans forward to give her a kiss but she backs away to his surprise.

“Uh-uh.” Amber winces at her sweaty husband, “Shower first, love later.”

Andrew raises his eyebrow amused, “Really?”

“Yes your sweaty and gross and I don’t feel like kissing that.”

He chuckles, “It’s sexy.”

“It’s stinky now go and shower while I take care of the babies.” Andrew rolls his eyes but does as he’s told exiting the kitchen and heading to their bathroom. Amber stands up and goes to Luna kneeling down to her level petting Jazz on the head. Luna is focused on her plushies, mashing them together either making them fight or make out. Amber smiles at the sight before Luna lightly pats the mat.

“Oh you want me to join you? I would love to.” Amber sits crisscross next to Luna on the mat where she gives her aunt a plush bunny, “Aww you want me to have the bunny? Thank you I know how much you love this one.” Amber takes the bunny playing with the floppy ears causing Luna to smile, “Aw I love seeing you smile. You can tell me you love me more than your parents I won’t tell them.”

Luna faces Amber with a grin before motioning that she wants a drink, “Oh do you want some water?” Luna nods, “Okay let me get you some water and then we will have the greatest plush battle ever!” Luna giggles at the funny voice causing Amber to laugh before standing up and heading to the kitchen.

Amber grabs a sippy cup from the cabinet with her back to Luna. She fills the cup with bottled water before locking the lid in. She turns around only to find the mat empty except for Jazz and Luna nowhere in sight. Amber immediately rushes over but doesn’t find Luna in the play area causing Amber to panic.

“Luna?” Amber goes to the guest bedroom where Luna slept last night, “Luna? Come on out honey we’re not playing hide and seek!” Amber’s panic grows as she checks the bathroom and under the bed but doesn’t find Luna. She runs out the hall and heads to the master bedroom frantic and yelling, “Oh my god, Luna! Luna where are you?!”

Andrew quickly comes out of the bathroom still wet with a black towel wrapped around his waist. He heard Amber’s frantic yelling and comes out to find her looking under their bed, “What’s wrong?”

“Luna’s missing.” Andrew’s eyes widen and he instantly goes to the closet to look inside, “I-I-I was getting her a water bottle and I turned my back for five seconds and she was just gone.”

“Were the doors unlocked?”

Amber shudders, “I don’t know I thought you locked the door after you came back from your run, did you?”

“Yeah, I had to I always do, come on she’s gotta be in here somewhere.” The couple rush out of the bedroom and back to the living room. Andrew see’s Luna under the kitchen table playing with her plush bear to his relief that he shows in a heavy exhale along with Amber who gasps in delight before running over and kneeling down under the table.

“Oh sweetheart, you had us so scared.” Amber brings Luna out from under and hugs her tightly, afraid she’ll slip away again. Andrew walks forward still only wearing a towel looking relieved as well knowing now that their expectations of a fun-filled week hit a crash.

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[junoswrlld]

ᓚᗢCHAP 11 — be quiet

summary: Kai, one of your closest friends, invites you as a plus one to one of his best friend's birthday party. but the bday boy is kinda cute…can you steal his heart?

Warnings: One-bed trope, fluff?, and jealousy

March 20, 2023

recap: hours later after beomgyu's opened his present and the two of you had been hanging out, you both decided to watch movies together. after maybe the third movie you both get kinda tired but you both say nothing still wanting to hang out with each other. not the best idea since you both have school in the morning and you end up falling asleep, in the same bed.

6:57 am

Yeah definitely not the best idea putting off sleeping to hang out longer, cause you find yourself waking up minutes before your 7 a.m. alarm for school goes off. and to make things worse your mom usually acts as a second alarm, banging on your door and sometimes opening it to make sure you're getting ready for school.

it genuinely freaked you out when you woke up hugging what you thought was a plushie of yours but had turned out to be beomgyu's arm as he was peacefully sleeping without a care in the world. he was really pretty in his sleep, long hair splayed across his face, the light shining in and hitting his face perfectly illuminating his beautifully sculpted features. in awe of his effortless charm, you almost forget the fact you need to be getting ready for school. like now.

trying to get up as quietly as possible, not wanting to wake the sleeping beauty, you turn off your alarm so it doesn't wake him up. you know what does though? your mom knocking on your door, trying to open it but lucky for you, you were smart enough to lock it the night before.

"y/n! you should be awake! you better have not been staying up all night doing something you're not supposed to," she shouts from just outside your bedroom door. you yell back telling her you were already up before looking at a very scared and nervous beomgyu that clearly has no idea what to do.

"Be quiet" you whisper, stepping closer to him. "she leaves for work in like twenty minutes. we can just leave once she does, okay?"

"Okay. and sorry, I didn't mean to get you in more trouble," he mutters just loud enough for you to make out what he says.

"It's okay, you haven't gotten me in any more trouble,,,, yet" you tell him as you reach over to your dresser, grabbing your hairbrush as you start to get ready as fast as you can so you have time to help beomgyu get ready for school too.

"Can I take a shower? and do you have any clothes I can wear?"

"I'll just have to dose you in perfume so you don't stink, and I can give you some of my clothes that are too big for me so you have something clean to wear"

"aww thanks y/n"

you look over to beomgyu, he seems to be a little flustered at the suggestion but not putting up a fight against it.

"Do you still feel sick?"

"I feel great"

After rushing to get ready, the two of you are finally out of the house just 20 minutes before the school bell is supposed to ring. running to the side of the house beomgyu takes his bike to the sidewalk as you go to get yours. you both talk and listen to music the whole way to school, riding your bikes as quick as you can on the fastest route to school.

you both arrived at school 5 minutes after the bell had rung, and you both parted ways, going to your respective classes. you texted each other between and during your classes at every chance you got. It started with him asking for homework help, but it quickly evolved into casual conversations about your interests, like movies and music.

You share funny stories and jokes, making each other laugh. You hoped these texts would become a daily routine. you two texted all the way until lunch. you hoped that you could sit with him at lunch, thinking that it would be obvious that you would after talking to each other for so long even texting haerin and Minji to tell them that you probably wouldn't sit with her.

But Beomgyu isn't it only person you're getting notifications from.

As you enter the bustling school cafeteria, the aroma of lunch fills the air, making your stomach growl in anticipation. You spot an empty seat at beomgyu's usual lunch table, and with your tray of food in hand, you make your way over. Your heart sinks as you notice her sitting there, Rami, chatting animatedly with none other than beomgyu. She looks at you for a moment before turning back to beomgyu, knowing you won't have the balls to come over to the lunch table she occupies with her shoulders touching beomgyu's.

thankfully for you though, beomgyu doesn't seem to be giving in to her flirty antics. and you miss it but he does see you when you enter the lunchroom. he thought you would sit with him, not really getting why you might not like Rami. but he seems lost when his eyes find you seemingly complaining to your friends.

you of course decide to stick to your usual lunch table with your friends. As you approach them, you can't help but feel a mix of relief and disappointment that you didn't go through with it, especially after spotting Rami chatting with Beomgyu.

Sitting down with your tray, you lean into haerin and Minji, keeping your voice low as you express your feelings. "You know, I was going to sit with Beomgyu, but Rami is there too, and it just feels awkward," you share. You describe the scene, how you spotted Rami with Beomgyu, their animated conversation, and how it made you feel. "it really bothered me. I guess I shouldn't be surprised though cause Rami's a bitch"

"oh she definitely knows you lied about dating him." haerin tells you as she takes another sip of her drink.

"I never said we're dating okay? but still, I have to hope and pray she doesn't tell him what I said."

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[raccoon-eyed-rebel]

📚 Walter

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Masterlist

A/N: Hi anon! Thanks for the ask! I hope it's okay that it's Walter comforting someone else by telling a bedtime story! A major shoutout to @geralts-yenn for checking this for at least somewhat accurate six-year-old-ness.

(This was written from a promt from this ask game!)

Characters: Walter Marshall, littlebrother!Mikey, OFC

Summary: Walter doesn't have quite the night he had planned on when a thunderstorm scares both his girlfriend and his little brother...

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: Fluff. Mention of 'underage'(?) sex (They're both sixteen.) A mom saying a totally un-hilarious, major cringy thing.

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“Shit,” I groan as I sit up. Outside, the rain is picking up, and I can hear the beginning rumble of thunder in the distance. I look next to me, where I had just managed to get Christina mostly naked. “Get dressed.”

“Why?” she asks. “What’s going on?” It takes absolutely everything I’ve got to ignore what the finger she’s dragging down my back is doing to me.

“Mikey,” I answer bluntly. “There’s a storm coming. He gets scared.” The words are barely out of my mouth before I hear him scream in the other room. Chris and I both scramble to get our clothes back on, finishing in the nick of time, just as there’s a soft knock on the door. I chuckle when I hear it. Since when does this kid know how to knock?

“Hey, little buddy,” I say after opening the door and picking Mike up off the floor. He’s on the verge of crying. Kid really doesn’t like thunder. One look at that trembling bottom lip tells me he’s about to break, so I walk him over to my bed and put him under the covers between me and Chris. It’s cozy, for sure, because this queen-sized bed really isn’t made for three people, even if the third is a tiny one like Mikey. “It’s okay, no need to be scared.”

Never in the history of trying to calm someone down, has the phrase ‘there’s no need to be scared’ actually been helpful, but it’s the only thing I can think of. I look at Chris and pray she’s better at this than I am.

“Come here, cutie,” she says, pulling him closer. It doesn’t seem to calm him down much just yet, but he does snuggle into her arms, which is a good start.

“Bear,” he sobs softly, and I almost fly out of bed. ‘Bear’ is Mikey’s black and white stuffed dog, and he absolutely can’t sleep without it. That does make it fairly easy to retrieve, because it’s going to be on his bed – probably. Yep! Armed with Bear, and Mike’s favorite blanket, I make my way back to my room, careful not to trip over anything in Mike’s room, or the hallway, in the complete dark. It’s definitely a challenge, but he’ll never fall asleep if I turn on a light now.

“Bear is right here, Mikey,” I whisper. The first flash of lightning brightens the room just as he reaches out to grab the plushie. Chris impatiently grabs my hand and pulls me back into bed. “You don’t like the storm, either, do you?”

“No,” she admits, “I hate it.”

“You’re scared, too?” Mikey asks. Just because the tears aren’t flowing now, doesn’t mean they won’t come back, so I don’t pat myself on the back just yet.

“I am,” Chris says softly. I can’t see her face, but it sounds like she’s embarrassed about it.

“I was, too, when I was small,” I tell Mikey.

He gasps. “But… you’re not afraid of anything! You’re not even scared of girls!” I never thought I would find the start of the ‘girls are gross’ phase so funny, but I do.

“Trust me,” I tell him, “I’m plenty scared of girls.” Behind him, Chris snickers – and almost chokes while she’s at it… I really don’t need a second crisis on my hands here. Luckily, Mike is too young to understand the innuendo – at least I really, really hope he is.

Every time thunder or lightning strikes, Mike squeals like a hurt puppy, and Chris squeezes him tighter. The tears don’t come back, though, and I’m really happy he seems to have calmed down at least a little bit. I hate seeing Mikey scared. For a moment, I think we might actually be ready to go to sleep, but then Chris asks a still trembling Mikey if he wants to hear a story. Of course he does! Now, one might have assumed that because Chris was the one to offer, she actually has a story to tell him. She doesn’t. So that falls on me, I guess. Fine.

I toss another pillow behind my bed, so I can sit up a little, pull Mikey on top of me and Chris into my side. The whole thing feels so ridiculously domestic that it should probably scare me at this age – and if I’m being perfectly honest, it kinda does. Plenty scared of girls, remember?

Selecting one isn’t easy to begin with – it can’t be a story they made a Disney movie out of, because Mikey knows those by heart and will interrupt me to point out every mistake he thinks I make. I also have to keep in mind that the kid is already scared, so half of the Grimm-repertoire is out. The first three options I call out, apparently mom has already told him in the past week or something. We finally settle on Rumpelstiltskin – a story I hate for no reason other than that I have told it to him six million times. Now, instead of Mikey pointing out all the errors in my fantastic – if I do say so myself – interpretation, it’s Chris.

“Excuse me, do you want to tell this story, miss ‘I don’t know, you tell him something’?” I’m a little snippy, I know, but it’s the third time she’s interrupted me before I even managed to finish my second sentence.

“No,” she says quickly, ending her answer on a shriek and nestling into my side when lightning flashes again. I continue, and after a while, I can tell Mike is about to fall asleep. He never makes it to the end of bedtime stories. The one thing this kid knows how to do is sleep like a log. It takes a while to get him to settle down enough to actually go to sleep, but once he’s asleep… Soon, I find myself finishing the story for Chris. I’m not sure if she knows that, but I can’t bring myself to stop; she seems to like that I keep talking.

“Thanks, Walter,” she says softly when the story is up, “for not making fun of me.”

“Why would I make fun of you?” I ask. What is she thinking?

“I was every bit as scared as Mikey,” she confesses. It sounds silly, but she’s talking like she committed a crime or something.

“Good thing I was here, then,” I say as I give her a kiss on her forehead before carefully putting Mikey in between us.

“So, did you guys have fun last night?” mom asks without looking up from the food she’s making.

“Yeah,” I groan. Between almost getting pushed out of my bed by Mike and getting kicked in the shins every time Chris was bothered by the storm, I didn’t sleep a wink…

“Quite a storm, huh? Was Mikey okay?” Mom continues. I almost drop the stack of books I’m holding. She knew.

“You… Damn!” I yell. “Did I…” I can’t even finish my sentence, because I’m floating somewhere halfway between angry and impressed, and I don’t know how I want to finish that sentence.

“Did you what? Get cockblocked by your mom? I guess. I’m sorry.” I wince – as any sane person would – when my mom says ‘cockblocked’.

“Trust me, Walt, I hated saying it as much as you hated hearing it,” she laughs, “but the look on your face right now makes it more than worth it…”

[obsoleteozymandias]

Hi!! I'm happy you liked your request! Thank you so much for the matchup exchange! I would also like someone from TWST.

I use they/he pronouns, and I'm somewhere on the transmasc/transman spectrum. I don't have a label for my sexuality, but I do have a preference for men and masc-leaning enbys. I'm also good with being matched with anyone.

Personality: I'm pretty shy, especially around strangers and while I'm in public. I am very much an introvert, and I enjoy my alone time a lot. I don't have a lot of friends, but the ones I do have are very special to me, and I find it much easier to open up to them. I have a close relationship with my parents, and I value my family a lot. While I have not been medically diagnosed with anything, it's pretty obvious to everyone around me I have anxiety, and I'm also known to be pretty paranoid. It can be a bit hard to deal with sometimes, but I make it work. Some of my friends also think I might have ocd, but I'm not quite sure myself. It's something I'm currently looking into. I tend to be pretty obsessive when it comes to my interests, and I have a tendency to let them consume my entire being. Sometimes it can be a good thing, but it's usually a hindrance when it's all I can think about. Most of my friends and coworkers consider me to be a kind person, and I tend to put others above myself. I'm very people-pleasing by nature, but I know when to stand up for myself as well.

Likes: I love animals a lot, especially dogs. I have two dogs right now, and I love them more than anyone. I'm a baker, and I make all of the dessert for any major family get-together, including Thanksgiving, Easter, and Christmas. I like gaming, but I prefer cozy, easy games like Pokemon and Stardew. I also play a lot of visual novels, but I know that not everyone considers those games since there's no actual game-play. I'm a collector of many things. My favorite thing to collect is Pokemon cards, and I also collect Yugioh from time to time. Other collections I have include anime figure, rocks/crystals, and plushies. I also love theater, especially musicals. My favorites right now are the Hatchetfield trilogy by Starkid. On that note, I also love anything horror.

Dislikes: I hate large crowds and being outside for too long. I much prefer being alone in a quiet room. I dislike anything medical, especially when it comes to needles. My mom still has to make my doctors/dentists appointments for me because I hate them so much. I hate the rain, especially when it's thundering. I live in a hurricane state, so I'm always wary of thunder since it could mean hurricanes and/or floods.

Type: I wouldn't really say I have any one specific type to be honest. I like someone who is kind and thoughtful. Someone who can balance out my anxiety while not being too extraverted or loud. My love language is gift giving, so someone who enjoys receiving gifts would be nice. I also like receiving words of affirmation. I also prefer someone who is a dog person like me since my dogs are very important to me.

Again, thanks so much for the exchange, and I'm so glad you liked your matchup!

Thanks for doing this exchange with me! I’m so sorry about the delay on this one, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless! 

== Twisted Wonderland ==>

I match you up with…

Vil Schoenheit 

Pre-relationship:

Opposites attract here. First of all, I think he notices your potential. He sees you and your shyness and anxiety, but beneath that, he sees your kindness and passion. He KNOWS from day 1 that he wants to see you flourish. 

Now, Vil isn’t necessarily kind per say, but I think he is considerate and conscious of other people. It isn’t the same, but he is rarely cruel to someone for the sake of cruelty.

He is certainly intimidating at first, and it takes a while for you two to navigate how to interact with one another, but I think you’ll find him honest and genuine to a fault. He won’t lie to you, nor will he try to harm you for his own gain. For all that he’s a hardass, he knows your limits, and won’t push you too far. 

Too far. There’s a bit of mutual pushing, and it’s all done with love. 

As you get closer, you two start to be more candid with one another. He tells you about his stressors during the day, and you recount yours to him. He won’t judge you for your collections, not genuinely at least. 

He also makes sure that you two spend time together in a safe and quuiet environment for both of your sakes. I’ve always imagined that he’s someone who enjoys the peace of silence. 

He’d even play games with you every now and then. I imagine he’d favor some more tactical or puzzle games, but he could absolutely play your cozy games with you too, although somewhat sparingly. 

Confession: 

Vil isn’t sure when he falls for you. It was a slow and steady thing, like seasons changing. It was just that one day he woke up and realized that he adores you. He loves that you two can sit in silence together. He loves that you are passionate and kind. He loves your passion for animals and baking. He loves how special you make him feel. He loves you. 

He does have doubts that he isn’t good enough for you. For all of his ego, he knows his own flaws - selfishness, arrogance, and perfectionism. He worries that he won’t make you happy. But at the same time, he can’t deny the way you make him feel. 

Rook noticed this, of course, and gave him some good advice: to just go for it and see where it leads him, and, most importantly, to accept whatever answer you give with grace. 

And so Vil treats you to a private dinner, a showing of a new stage production, and confesses to you afterwards with a loving smile.

Relationship:

Your relationship is built on being candid with one another. It takes a moment, but Vil is unusually quick to let his walls down around you. He tells you when things bother him, and you let on about your own worries in turn. 

He’s a master at combating your paranoia and anxiety. He knows exactly how to calm you down, and also how to make you feel better about both yourself and your worries. You two are always improving together. 

Any gift you give him would be invaluable. He’s definitely a material person, and so if you gift him some new weights or makeup, he’ll be floored. Expect to be covered in extra kisses and affection for a long while after that. 

You two definitely adopt dogs together! Vil takes them out on runs with him in the mornings, and they snuggle up with you two as you go to sleep. He doesn’t even hide his love for the dogs; they are the real bosses in your relationship. 

He actually imagines growing old with you and finds that he imagines you gorgeous regardless of age. 

And he imagines himself happy regardless of what he looks like, as long as he’s by your side.

[haemey]

Ask game my lovely mutual:

Falafel, Bentley, Alpha Centauri

(I had to recite these over and over in my head like a spell so I wouldnt forget them by the time I got to your inbox)

And now I shall have to do the same when I go back to the post to see what they mean... thanks for asking :D

Buckle up, this is a long one

Falafel - a thought I can never seem to outrun.

For me, that would be just your basic, everyday, run-of-the-mill existential dread. I just finished my studies at university and I don't have a job lined up this season. My executive dysfunction makes it hard to send out applications. And there's a bunch of other stuff I need to think of - get my own health insurance (not US, thank someone), find some students to get some money in, figure out how taxes work as a freelance musician and vocal teacher, find an agent, register as unemployed, etc. It's a lot. And all of it is stuff that shouldn't be too difficult. It's a bunch of small, relatively easy tasks. But I just can't seem to get myself to do them. Meanwhile, time is passing and the little voice in my head that goes "are you sure you're cut out for this job?" is getting louder. It's not exactly impostor syndrome - I know I'm good enough. It's more just me listening to the bullies in my own mind.

What a cheerful note to start on! Yay!

Bentley - my most prized possession.

This is a difficult one. In terms of most expensive, it's probably my e-piano. It's almost a decade and a half old by now, but it's still really good, even compared to the ones on the market now. It cost almost 2.5k€ when it was new. I didn't buy it myself, though - it was a gift from someone who wanted to support my plans to become a singer. Which is kind of crazy.

When it comes to emotional value, it's more difficult to say. I'm a bit of a hoarder and I have a hard time letting go of stuff, but I'm also not super attached to anything? Maybe the necklace my sister gave me for my birthday. It's a tiny heart-shaped pendant with an opal in it. The stone is from my late grandma's wedding ring. It had two, and my sister had both of them made into necklaces, one for me and one for her.

Alpha Centauri - where do I run off to when it feels like the end of the world?

Honestly, my bed. I tend to hole up and hibernate when things get tough. Which isn't the best strategy to deal with stress, especially when said stress comes from things needing to be done. I used to flee into games like Animal Crossing or Breath of the Wild, but I'm kind of burnt out from those. So now, it's tea, my beloved plushie I've had for like 18 years, a bunch of pillows, and fanfiction, until my mom calls and tells me to come home for the weekend. She has a weird talent for calling when I least want her to (which is to say when I actually most need her to)... and then I tell her I'll see if I can make it, because I have so much stuff to do (which is usually true, becaude I've let it build up), and of course I make the time, and I go to her place for the weekend, and I still won't feel good, but it's a little better.

Aaaand now I'm crying. PMS at 2:30am be hitting hard, yo

Was that too much information?

Sorry, not sorry

Damn, you really picked the heavy ones forst, huh 😅

[shadowredfeline]

Five in One Post.

First off to my response to some of my On This Day Posts.

Yeah I do remember seeing jump scares a lot. But normally Anais is okay since she is a rabbit who looks really related to Panini and Halley. And every time we want to talk about the Rabbit girls, I wanted to include Amber from Camp Lazlo because she would make a great companion to them. But with Cartoon Network, anytime I would do Cartoon Network in a world of Final Fantasy, then we had to have Anais and Panini team up with Amber. But with a picture of my brother, it is really funny to see my brother get a jump scare every time I play a scary video game. And my next one, I understand what you mean about the episode with Patrick's nose. There are so many episodes that are completely disgusting and that episode was trying to ape the Ren and Stimpy Style, a bit like Pig Goat Banana Cricket. There are so many gross cartoons that are trying to ape the Ren and Stimpy Style, and I totally agree with you on the episode we both didn't like.

And mostly, the Chowder episode is really funny where we see Endive so worked up on what she was doing and Mung wanted to play a trick on her. Soon one day, we should watch a live stream of anything Cartoon Network related to some of our favorite shows.

And also my birthday response.

Thank you so much for all the wishes I did for my birthday. And also, I had a really amazing vacation and I'm thinking of doing some pics based on what happened on my birthday vacation. Plus I'm also thinking of including a side story. Starring Riya and Luna and have Miya, Lighting, Penny, Yinna, May and Aace included too. And with my presents, I like what you guys think of my presents, and also, my cousin and her daughter also got me Smiling Critters Plushies. But the characters I got are Dog Day and Hoppy Hopscotch. I might one day get some of the other characters I like. Normally my Smiling Critters can either be real or they might be replicas. But we know the difference when getting replicas and the cheap knockoffs, it happens with any kind of toys, figures and plushies, and my cousin did want to get me a Replica if I haven't got a chance of buying the real ones online.

Shadow R 😺🗡️: Thanks, Miya, Aace and Gerby for wishing me a Happy birthday. And it would be an honor before I go on my birthday vacation with my mom alongside Lisa, Spot and Maxwell. And sure I can go somewhere fun with you guys, Miya and Aace. And I hope you both can keep mine and my sister's clothes if you both want to wear them anytime. And also wear them with your cousins and try my Kid's clothes.

Tory 😺🩰: If you like our clothes including my brother's and my best friend's clothes, I hope you can give it a try on our Ballerina attire if you guys want to ballet dance with us. Plus I am teaching Miya how to ballet dance properly, and anytime we both want to teach Luna how to dance.

Shadow R 😺🗡️: uh huh. I'm sure Miya and Aace would love to dance with us besides Spot and Riya.

Tory 😺🩰: mmhmm. And I'm sure your vacation will be fun. And I'm sure your sons are having a nice time with my daughter.

Shadow R 😺🗡️: Yup. Same with Sam.