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vintagepresley · 2 years

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Hi hon, can I request a fic that showcases 50s E in a sleepover with Heidi, Gloria, and Francis? It can be fluffy, it can be sumutty, it can be both. But just like how they would play their little kissing games, make out a ton, do each other's hair and gossip, groping and heavy petting, take pics in their underwear, ya know usual elvis stuff? It can be E x 3 readers, doesn't have to be Heidi, gloria, amd Francis lol. I really appreciate it 🙏🏽.

Ooh godd YES. Those girls LIVEDDD. Thank you for the request! ❤️

Tons of fluff with a sprinkle of smut!

You had gone to see Elvis in concert with two of your other friends, the three of you immediately catching his wandering eye. There was something about the three of you he just loved and he was determined to get all of you alone after the show. It was no secret that Elvis always had a string a women especially when he went on tour, but each relationship with them was different. What he saw in the three of you was certainly different for him, so much so that he wasted no time getting one of his friends to stop the three of you when you tried to leave once the show was over. You were all taken aback and confused. "Elvis would like to invite the three of you to his house." the man says. You raised an eyebrow seeing the similar looks of shock on Heidi and Gloria's faces, but a small glimpse of excitement as well. Why would he want us to come to his house?

"Umm, I don't know if we should.." Heidi says, Gloria nudging her with her elbow, making a face at her. "What's the worse that could happen? It's Elvis Presley!" you exclaim. The three of you converse on the matter. "Ladies.. Elvis isn't going to wait all day." the man says. "We'll go!" Gloria says happily. "Follow me." he says, as he begins to lead the way to the car that was waiting for all four of you outside, he opened the door for the three of you. You were a bit hesitate especially because Elvis had been nowhere in site. But you assumed they had already gotten him on the way home, which wasn't that far away because he had performed in his hometown. As all of three of you squeezed in the back of the car you couldn't stop yourselves from fangirling and giggling about meeting Elvis Presley. After for what seemed like the drive of a lifetime, the car finally pulled up to his house on Audubon Drive. Your faces lighting up at the sight of his home, finding it unreal that you were actually here.

Once you were helped out of the car the three of you were lead up to the house where Elvis was already standing at the door with a huge smile plastered on his face at the sight of the three girls he couldn't get his mind off. The three of you did the best you could to keep your composure as you met him at the door, suddenly becoming very shy. "Hello, darlins'" he said with such charm. You began to play with your hair, twirling between your fingers as you led the way in responding to him. "H-Hi." you giggled softly and then Heidi and Gloria followed right behind you. He chuckled softly, shaking his head with a small grin. "Come on in.. I'll introduce ya to my parents." he smiled, moving aside as the three of you stepped into his house, he couldn't stop smiling as he watched the three of you, thinking how adorable you all were as he shut the door closed. As you all stood by the door, Elvis stood in front of you all again, towering above you. "What are your names, darlins'?" he said softly. Gloria spoke softly as she stood in between you and Heidi. "I'm Gloria. She's Heidi and that's y/n." she answers.

He smiled widely. "Cute." he mumbled softly. Suddenly Gladys was walking out to meet you all, not surprised one bit that Elvis had brought some girls home, she was the cutest thing as she greeted all of you and offered you something to eat so politely, but Elvis insisted that none of you were staying that long, that you'd all stopped by just to get some autographs, which was a lie. Once Gladys had left the four of you, Elvis gestured for you three to follow him to his bedroom, how could you possibly pass that up? You all happily followed, staring at everything in his house, feeling like it was just all surreal that you were actually in Elvis' house and going to see his room as well. Once you all made your way into his bedroom, you couldn't help but giggle to yourself because it looked like a normal boys room, it wasn't what you were expecting. You, Heidi, and Gloria stood there twiddling with your hands, not really knowing what to do or what his actual reason was for inviting you three here. He smiled like a giddy little boy as he kicked off his shoes and sat down on the floor, staring up at the three of you. "Well, sit down girls." he said softly with a small chuckle.

You all sat down around him, all four of you just staring at each other, every time he looked in your direction you could feel your cheeks getting hot because you couldn't stop blushing. Heidi and Gloria were pretty much doing the same as well as giggling. "Why did you invite us here?" you asked curiously. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously, shrugging. "I just.. uh, ya caught my attention and I thought y'all were cute." he smiled. You blushed, glancing over at Heidi and Gloria who were also blushing. His smiled widen at the sight. "Wanna play a game?" he asked with a sly grin. "What kind of game?" Heidi asked. "Kiss or dare.." he mumbles. You scrunched up your nose a bit, laughing. "That's not a real game!" you blurt out and Gloria elbows you in your side, not wanting you to ruin the fun. "It is a real game." he chuckled, trying to hide his smirk. “Says who?” You teased. “Me because I made it up.” He laughed. "How do you play this "game" hm?" Gloria asks curiously. "I'll show ya.. Kiss or dare, honey?" he says to Gloria. She taps her fingers to her chin. "Dare." she says softly. He smirks widely. "Hm, I dare ya to undress Heidi…" he hummed. Heidi's eyes widen and Gloria was a bit in shock herself. You looked on wondering if she was actually going to do it and glancing over at him seeing the pleasing smirk on his lips.

"Well? You gonna let her take ya dress off, honey?" he says to Heidi, reaching out to her to brush his hand along her cheek and she had completely fallen into his little game, giggling and nodding her head. He grinned and turned his direction back to Gloria, who had grown shy and began to blush. “A dares a dare, baby.” He remarked. Gloria nodded as she and Heidi stood up, you chewed on your bottom lip nervously wondering if he was going to ask you to undress next as you watched you two friends, glancing out of the corner of your eye to see how much Elvis was enjoying this. Gloria slowly unzipped the back of Heidi’s dress carefully tugged it down her body until it was in a puddle on the floor, revealing her white bra and panties to everyone and shyly covering herself with her arms, Elvis’ widen with delight as he smiled and the two girls sat back down. “Get how the game works now, honey?” He teased Gloria as he gave her a playful wink. You stayed silent feeling so shy and nervous at the thought of him asking you to be undressed next and hoping he’d choose Heidi next to play his little game.

But his eyes fixated on you, it was your quietness that caught his attention. “Y/N, kiss or dare, baby?” He said softly. You began to play with your hair shyly, not knowing which one to choose and he smiled as you pondered your answer, letting out a soft hum. “Kiss?” You said quietly. He nodded and got up from where he was sitting and crawled his way over to you, cupping your face in his hands and planting a soft kiss to your lips, your eyes closed and you gasped softly against his soft lips, tingles coursing through your body as your hands delicately clutched onto his shirt as you kissed him back. His kiss was deep but gentle, you began to feel his wandering hands moving along your body, you practically jolted at the tickling feeling. He pulled back from your lips and you slowly opened your eyes to see him staring at you, his hands brushing gently against your face. “Can’t let Heidi over here be all alone, can we?” He whispered. You glanced over to see your undressed friend and then back at Elvis, knowing what he was asking in not so many words, you nodded. He smiled and carefully pulled away as he watched you stand up and slowly undress leaving you in just your white bra and panties as well, that same pleasing look on his face.

Now he set his sights on Gloria, slipping his hands around her waist as he gently pulled her in for a kiss that was just as passionate as your own with him and he whispered to her. “Don’t cha wanna join your friends?” He teased as his hands traveled along her back and he slowly unzipped her dress, pulling himself away from her with a smirk as he watched her remove her dress and now all three of you were in your underwear just like he wanted. He pulled Heidi into a kiss, wanting all of you to feel special. You wanted to ask a question and bit your tongue for a moment feeling too shy to ask, but you decided to ask anyway. “Elvis?” You said softly. He broke his kiss with Heidi, glancing over at you. “Yes, baby?” He hummed. “Are you going to get undressed?” You asked with a raised eyebrow. He chuckled softly, licking over his lips as he sat back in spot. "Do ya want me to, honey?" he teased. "It'd only be fair.." Gloria mumbled as the three of you nodded in agreement with each other. He smirked and nodded slowly. "Well, alright." He stood up and the three of you watched with wide eyes and smiles.

He laughed softly to himself, shaking his head as he unbuttoned his shirt and slipped it off, letting it fall to the floor and then he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, tugging them down and kicking them off his feet. The three of you giggled at the sight of him in his underwear, he narrowed his eyes playfully as he plopped back down on the floor. "What are y'all giggling at?" he asked. "Nothing.." Heidi whispered, glancing back at you and Gloria having another giggle. "You girls are silly." he mumbled and he made his way back over to the three of you, placing himself right in the middle so that Gloria and Heidi were on one side of him and you were on the other, he slipped his arms around all three of you and you all snuggled closer to him, he began giving each of you a kiss on the lips. You could feel his fingertips running along your back slowly which only gave you chills, you felt him unclasping your bra as he kissed Gloria and Heidi and you gasped softly, wanting to cover yourself, but he stopped you and tugged your bra off you, when he started kissing you he did the same to your friends, taking their bras off, wanting all three of you only in your panties. He fondled each of your breasts, taking turns with each of you. He then he ran his hand up to tangle his fingers in your hair, combing through it gently. After a few shared kisses between the four of you and more tender touches from him, he smiled widely getting an idea. He pulled away from the three of you as he stood up and walked over to his dresser to grab a brush and he then came back over to sit down with you all again.

You raised an eyebrow wondering what he was going to do. "Can I brush your hair?" he asks you with a smile, it was the cutest thing and having Elvis doing your hair, how could a girl possibly say no. You nodded with a warm smile. "Sure!" you exclaimed. "I'll do your hair and you do each other's." he said excitedly, as he moved behind you and then gestured for Gloria and Heidi to move in front of you and now you were all in a line doing one another's hair as Elvis brushed yours delicately while sneakily placing a few kisses along your neck. Despite his little kissing game and his teasing little touches, it felt like Elvis was just one of the girls as he played with your hair and giggled along with the three of you as you talked. He always felt more comfortable around girls. He even began to get in on the gossip the three of you started talking about even though he had no idea who the people were that you gossiped about. But it didn't fail to input his opinion.

The night eventually taking a turn and soon the four of you in a pillow fight, but Elvis would get sneak and steal one of you away and he happened to do it to you this time, playfully pushing you onto the bed and he climbed on top of you, tickling your tummy and making you giggle and squeal, his lips soon meeting yours to quiet down your cute noises and kissing you slowly as his hands traveled along your body, squeezing and groping at your curves and you squirmed beneath him as he groped your breasts, a wide smirk on his face. He could tell Heidi and Gloria were getting a bit jealous. "C'mere, girls." he whispered and then happily plopped down onto his bed and he climbed on top of them one by one, kissing them and groping them just the same and still sneaking a hand over to you to feel up on you again, he wanted to give you each attention. He eventually got up as you three laid in his bed. "Don't move." he laughed as he ran to grab his little Polaroid camera, coming back out and quickly snapping a few pictures of the three of you, the three of you giggled and played along with him by posing for his pictures.

After a while Elvis began to get a little tired and he let out a soft yawn as he set his camera aside as he climbed into bed with you three and placing himself right in the middle with you yet again on one side while Gloria and Heidi laid on the other and cuddled up with each other as they cuddled against him, his arms wrapping around the three of you. You placed a hand against his chest as you cuddled into his side, staring up at him with a smile. "Wanna have a bit of fun, little ones?" he smirked. At this point no one was saying no and you all nodded with wide smiles, just wanting to be as close to him as possible. "Y/N.. Sit here.." he mumbled, patting his lap for you. You looked at him innocently and then down at his lap, staring at the bulge in his underwear and you nodded slowly as you shyly climbed on top of him, your thighs settling on either side of him. As you sat on him you blushed feeling his cock pressed right up against you, he choked back a small groan as he told Heidi to come lay in your place so both girls were on either side of him while you were on top.

The three of you were nervous and unsure of what he was trying to do and he could tell by your faces that you looked so nervous. "I ain't gonna hurt ya, little ones. We're gonna have a little innocent fun, that's all." he nodded. You smiled at his words, trusting him completely because he's been so sweet so far, Gloria and Heidi nodded as well. He placed his hands on your hips as he slowly began to guide you through what he wanted, pushing your hips back and forth so that you brushed up against him, which started to cause his cock to grow hard, he groaned softly and you let out a soft squeal feeling it pressed firmly against your pussy that was beginning to feel all tingly and wet. He chuckled softly. "It's alright, little one.. It ain't gonna hurt ya." he smirked. You blushed so hard that you could feel how hot your face had gotten, he continued to move you slowly having you hump his cock that it caused more soft groans to escape him. "K-Keep movin' like that, baby.." he hummed as he let go of your hips and he placed one hand between Heidi's thigh and another between Gloria's and rubbing against them gently, the two of them becoming just as shy as his hands moved closer to the heat between their legs.

You placed your hands flat against his bare chest as you leaned forward him and arched your back just a bit as you continued to move stir your hips against him, humping him slowly and feeling his hard cock hit up against your pussy with each movement, that it was causing small whimpers to escape your lips, feeling your slick now pooling out and making a mess in your underwear, his clenched his jaw trying to hold back his groans as he began rub his fingers right up against the delicate fabric of Gloria's and Heidi's underwear, his light touches causing them to get wet and let out soft noises as he continued to rub his fingers against their pussies, the fabric of their panties pressing between their folds only causing them to ruin their panties more. The soft noises that escaped the four of you filled the small echoey room. You watched as Elvis tilted his head back against the pillows, licking over his lips as he let a groan escape him as he continued to play with Gloria and Heidi and you moved a little faster on top of him, grounding your hips against him as you leaned down further and placed soft kisses to his chest as you humped him, moaning against him softly as your breathing grew louder.

His eyes were on you the entire time watching as your breasts bounced with each movement you made, it was becoming hard for him to keep his groans quiet as his fingers rubbed Gloria and Heidi a bit faster, the two of them moaning softly and their thighs squeezing around his hands, he was causing them to make such a mess of themselves and his fingers, while you were making a mess of yourself and he was beginning to feel it soaking through onto his underwear which prompted him to slowly grind his hips against your own. "Damn.." he mumbled. He could already feel himself getting close to cumming, Elvis never really had sex before and his favorite things to do was just heavy petting and dry humping which always caused him to not last very long. But he didn't feel embarrassed about it with the three of you, because you were just as inexperienced as him, the more you humped him the more his groans grew heavy and loud, his eyes rolling back as he kept his fingers moving against the other two girls, now their noises were growing heavy along with their breathing. All four of you were ready to explode from the pleasure you all felt that your orgasms were just building and building.

Then suddenly it all came crashing down and erupting out of all of you simultaneously, the four of you making a mess of yourselves as Gloria and Heidi had came in their panties and a bit on his fingers, while you also had cum and some of it seeping out onto his underwear that had been ruined by his own cum. You could feel his cock twitching against you when he finished. The three of you whimpering softly as he panted and tried to catch his breath, pulling his hands from between their legs and slipping his arms around them and pulling them close as you decided to make yourself comfortable on top of him, laying your head against his chest and clinging to him, tilting your head up a bit to press a kiss to his jaw as Heidi and Gloria kissed his cheeks, he smiled widely to himself as he eyes fluttered closed, keeping a tight hold on Heidi and Gloria and nuzzling his face against the top of your head wanting to keep the three of you close to him. None of you expected a night with Elvis to go this way, filled with giggles, gossip, and innocent fun and cuddled up together in his bed.

I hope I did your request justice. Enjoy!!

#elvis presley #Elvis x you #elvis x reader x Heidi x gloria #elvis fluff #elvis imagine #requested

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asordinaryppl · 5 months

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A3! Main Story: Part 4 - Act 13: Budding Spring - Episode 2: The Storm Before The Storm

Towa: — —

???: … Is this yours?

???: A Magicians’ flyer? How nostalgic.

Towa: (Eh, those voices… Nonono, waitwait…)

???: … Hey.

Towa: (Is this reallyreally happening…)

Masumi: ?

Towa: O-Oshi… Wai, wha….

Masumi: Huh?

Towa: (Y-Your face is so cool… I can’t look right at you… but I want to look. Eh, hold on, why are you here… I’ll die from a sudden oshi overdose…)

Chikage: Are you okay?

Towa: I-I can’t do this…

[Towa collapses]

Masumi: Woah–

Towa: …Nh?

Izumi: Thank goodness. Are you okay?

Towa: I…

Izumi: You collapsed near the theater. Our troupe members carried you here.

Towa: Collapsed…

Towa: (Their troupe members are… A nearby theater is…)

Towa: C-Could it be that this place is…

Izumi: ? MANKAI Theater. It’s our company’s, MANKAI Company’s, theater.

Towa: !! This is… This is it? Really!? I’m not dreaming!?

Izumi: Woah.

Masumi: Oi, don’t touch her so suddenly.

Towa: E-Eee~… You’re so cool… You’re cool even when you glare at me… I need to take a picture… I need a camera with continuous shooting mode in my eyelids…

Masumi: Huh?

Tsuzuru: What happened, Masumi?

Itaru: Oh, he woke up.

Sakuya: Are you okay? Do you want some water?

Towa: !!

Towa: The real Spring Troupe…!? All members…!!

Citron: Are you our fin?

Tsuzuru: Fan, right.

Towa: Citron-san’s wrong words and Tsuzuru-san’s tsukkomi in the flesh…!

Itaru: Sounds like you’re saying he’s cutting flesh.

Towa: U-Um, I’ve always been a fan of MANKAI Company…!

Towa: I-I’m kinda an oshi of all members, but I’m especially an oshi of Spring Troupe, um…

Towa: Woah, having everyone in front of me is making me really nervous, I’m sorry!

Itaru: Heeeh, you got a particular oshi within Spring Troupe?

Towa: — —

Masumi: ?

Towa: I-I got hooked on MANKAI Company because of the Magicians’ play, so Masumi-kun…

Tsuzuru: He said you, Masumi.

Izumi: How about a handshake?

Towa: Eh!? No, I can’t just shake hands like this, I don’t even have a handshake ticket, is this okay!?

Itaru: We don’t even have a system like that.

Izumi: Come on, Masumi-kun.

Masumi: … Here.

Towa: Uwaaah… You really are so cool… I’ll never wash my hand again!

Citron: That's unsanitary!

Towa: Ah, oh, right! Masumi-kun, please sign this!

Masumi: … What a pain.

Towa: Please make an exception…! I’ll turn this into an heirloom…! Please! If I don’t have some proof, this moment will disappear like an illusion!

Chikage: An autograph as proof, huh.

Itaru: Solid ig.

Izumi: You’ve treasured this flyer all this time, haven’t you? Masumi-kun, sign it.

Masumi: Hah…

Towa: Ah, please sign it to Towa! With the 桃 (To) from peach, and the 和 (wa) from peace!

Masumi: … Here.

Towa: Thank you so much! Thank you so much! Um, umumum, could we take a pic together!?

Masumi: Haah?

Tsuzuru: Coming off surprisingly strongly.

Citron: It’s rare to see Masumi be pushed around!

Sakuya: It’s refreshing.

Izumi: Hehe, this could also be used as proof, so why not take it?

Masumi: Why only me…

Towa: Thankyousomuchthankyousomuch!

Izumi: Be careful on your way back.

Chikage: Take a break as soon as possible if you start feeling unwell.

Towa: I’m sorry for all the fuss. Thank you so much.

Itaru: See ya.

Towa: I’ll always be rooting for you, do your best!

Masumi: Yeah, yeah.

Towa: (*sigh*... I wish I could take the air from here back home… I gotta go back home…)

Towa: (Uhhh, how do I get to the station…)

Izumi: Could it be that you don’t know how to get to the station?

Towa: Ah, I’ll look it up and it’ll be okay!

Sakuya: So you’re not from around here.

Towa: I recently moved out from the countryside… I’ve started attending high school nearby this spring.

Towa: That’s why I’ve only seen MANKAI Company’s plays through streaming…

Izumi: So that’s how it is.

Tsuzuru: I’m glad streaming is available for those fans who live far away.

Towa: Before I watched MANKAI Company’s Magicians’, I had only ever seen theater during school events.

Towa: Back then, all I had felt was a “Huuuh”, but the Magicians’ play made me feel a “Tank” like I got hit on the head…!

Towa: It was so much fun, it felt like “Chiing”, I thought it was the best!

Towa: Since then, the more I learned about Masumi-kun and Chikage-san and the theater company and Veludo Way, the more and more obsessed I became…

Towa: I just can’t believe I’m standing on the Veludo Way that I’ve always admired with my own two feet, and that the Spring Troupe that was always on the other side of my screen is right in front of me.

Towa: I even got to see a Street ACT in real time. I’m so glad I made up my mind to come this far…

Chikage: And then you were so moved that you collapsed.

Masumi: I see.

Citron: We’re happy that you’re happy~!

Izumi: Moving to Tokyo for high school is pretty amazing. Are you aiming for something?

Towa: Ummm… It’s not that big a deal…

Towa: I don’t have anything I want to do… It’d be nice if I could find something here…

Towa: Ah, right. Do you use the theater even when there are no performances?

Izumi: Ah, the Spring Troupe is currently planning a new event. We were holding a meeting in the theater, since it’s going to be used as the event’s venue.

Towa: Is that so… Veludo Way is amazing.

Towa: All troupe members live here, they take part in various activities, and do Street ACTs and even plays here…

Sakuya: It’s a fun place, isn’t it?

Towa: Yes! I want to experience more and more live theater! I’m looking forward to watching MANKAI Company’s performances live!

Izumi: — —

Izumi: Hey, you should definitely come to our next event.

Towa: I absolutely will! Now, excuse me!

Citron: Be careful and don’t get lists!

Tsuzuru: Get lost, you mean.

Towa: … Ah.

Itaru: Every little thing gets him excited.

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NOTES:

(1) i didn't actually understand what itaru meant when he says 'sounds like you're saying he's cutting flesh' (生着替えみたいに言う) , i assumed he's talking about what towa sounds like he's saying, and made up something similar

#a3!#translation #a3! translation #sakuya sakuma #masumi usui #tsuzuru minagi #itaru chigasaki #citron #chikage utsuki #izumi tachibana #towa ichinoe

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oneforthemunny · 1 year

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How would rockstar Eddie react when their daughter wants him to take her to a concert of a pop artist ? lol

For example, my dad was a punk, and i remember he took me to my 1st concert, which was Nsync lol and i remember he memorized the lyrics to sing along to them 🥺

that makes me wanna sob. my dad is a huge swiftie bc I was as a little tiny child. I dressed up like her one year and my mom made me a little tiny glitter guitar to go with my fit (in my fearless era) and my dad managed to get me her autographed and it was personalized with a guitar pic and everything and that's my most prized possession.

I mean, I think he'd just vibe with it truly. thinks it's kinda funny, but tbh he's cool with them liking like backstreet boys or nsync or jonas brothers bc fuck it's better than them being in love with some boy band that was like his LMAO. he's like yeah music isn't my fave but ya know what, keep rockin' disney channel lmao. he loves burning up by the joe bros very unironically. went with kensie and the twins during thier joe bro era.

#oneforthemunny #munnytalks #rockstar!eddie munson

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flakytartart · 6 months

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CONVENTION AUTOGRAPHS!! LET'S GO!!!!

Sarah Wiedenheft, my favorite voice actress for Takagi-san?

Check. She was so sweet when signing my photo, I didn't realize her voice was naturally that high! She has such a beautiful signature and personality.

Keith Silverstein, voice of Mondo-fuckin'-Owada (nice to meet ya)?

Check. I also got him to sign my Trigger Happy Havoc group print, along with Asahina's VA as well (more on her later). He was hella friendly and told me that he just got that Mondo print like 3 conventions ago. God bless him and the artist for that because I didn't have any merch for him to sign. 😭 A real dope guy, he even asked before hand if it was okay for him to swear in order to quote Mondo lol!

Now on to my grails...

TOHRU ADACHI!!

Voiced by the wonderful Johnny Yong Bosch! ✨️

I already spoiled this one with an earlier post but I wanna include it anyway! Despite how awkward the quote sounds (I originally told him to write something about helping me get out of a TV but I backpedaled out of embarassment) I'm quite happy with this. I'm unsure if he realizes how many fans are into Adachi? I can't be the only girl to have admitted that to him.

MORGANA!!!

Voiced by the lovely Cassandra Lee Morris!!! ✨️

AHH she was so nice!!! I was so nervous and had a hard time keeping my cool. I told her I adore Morgana and that he's like a baby to me. I got to show her my ita display, got signatures for my Danganronpa print + an Epic 7 Cecilia print for my bf, then gave her some old (but gold) fanart I drew with a letter on the back. She said I was so sweet for that and I just wanted to scream, it was so-!!! 🥹💞

I gave her my Morg to hold while taking pictures- the second pic is of us button mashing his head. 1000/10 absolute dream come true!!!!! ❤️

AND FINALLY. GIVE IT UP FOR MY FAVORITE COPY CAT KILLER:

MITSUO KUBO!!!!

Voiced by the amazing Kyle Hebert!! ✨️

(Shoutout to @cierv-o-robot-o for this absolutely PERFECT commission!! You're my hero!!!!!! 🥹🙏)

Bro when they announced that Kyle Hebert was coming to Kon I literally jumoed out of my chair and started running around the house like a maniac. I was so fucking excited

When it came to the convention I awkwardly got in line, paid for 2 prints (my Mitsuo + a Kazuichi) and a photo and waited. When I went up I told him I loved him as Kazuichi (pretty sure he drew the heart on there because I said I find him handsome) and that his voice sounds wonderful no matter what role he's playing. After that I kind of geeked out on him - I said I was "the fucking biggest Mitsuo Kubo fan ever, I promise you." 😭 I didn't mean to be that intense about it but I was so excited, I just had to let him know that Mitsuo has fans. A couple. At LEAST one (Mitsuo mutuals I'd never forget about you I was just flipping out).

He signed my print and I gave him a little packet that had fanart by me, a note, and 2 of the Mitsuo charms (game + anime versions). He said I was the first person he's ever seen get excited about Mitsuo before. For some reason I felt really proud about that? 🥲💓 I yapped for a little while after about how I also recognized his voice as the creepy stalker in Persona 4 Dancing in the hopes of letting him know that no matter how minor the role, there are fans. We said our thank yous, then I turned around and literally ran to gush about what just happened to my friends who were waiting close by. Which means...

I ALMOST DIDN'T GET THIS PICTURE. I WAS SO EXCITED THAT I RAN AWAY IN EMBARSSSMENT AND FORGOT TO TAKE A PICTURE. Luckily my friend is a huge Gohan fan and went up to his booth to get an autograph shortly after I was done freaking out. It was only then did I realize that I paid for a picture. x'V I told his assistant that I didn't get a picture, they worked it out, and I shamefully went back up for a pic. 🥹 He was nice about it, I appreciate his patience.

Waaahh it was all so cool, I'm so honored to have been able to talk to all of these incredibly talented voice actors!!! 💞💓💘❤️🥰 I hope to see them again in the future, I'll be sure to be prepared and to come with more gifts. FINAL KAZUICHI FLASHBANG GRAHHHH 💥💥💥

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damnlance · 3 years

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Klance angsty prompt 6 please 👀

Klangst Prompt #6

6. “You’ve never hurt me. Ever”

Summary: Lately, Lance has been stressed beyond the point of breaking… The end of the war was 3 years ago and yet, it’s not enough time to pass for Lance to feel better. Not even close. Everyone has always called him a hero. And since the day they landed back on earth, everyone has gone so far to ask for photos and autographs and all that. These days Lance is sick of it.

Or; the pressures of being the ‘savior of earth’ has been building up inside of Lance, causing him to erupt on any and everyone.

Good thing he has his amazing boyfriend.

-there’s a slow start, but I PROMISE it’s klance so just keep reading!

-also galra (kitten) Keith ?? I love him

It all started with a fangirl just a few weeks ago.

Lance decided to walk to his favorite coffee shop one chilly afternoon. He woke up really late and was immediately craving something sweet yet bitter. And since he lives with most of his family, running out of coffee five days after buying a brand new pack of it is very common, especially when no one wants to buy more for whatever reason.

So there Lance was, walking down the street. Hands tucked into his blue lion hoodie (thanks to all the merch the fans of voltron have made over the years), making his way to the closest coffee shop near his home. And then he hears the high pitched squeal of a girl at least 10 feet away from him. Then 9 feet.. then 6.. then 4 because she’s literally running at him with the speed of a hundred cheetahs chasing a gazelle until she’s right there, face to face with Lance.

“Oh my god!!” She yelled, jumping up and down like some 5 year old girl getting a puppy. She was about 5’7, short brown hair and huge blue eyes that almost resembled Lance’s. She wore this giant faux fur coat and beanie to match, and her phone was IN LANCE’S FACE.

She was all over him and it was attracting others to stare their way. Lance tried to calm her down by smiling and using a little of his charm but it was just making the girl fangirl even more. So he took a picture with her to be on his way before the coffee shop got too busy. But she wouldn’t back off. Apparently she wasn’t satisfied with the picture, something about how her eyes were closed? Or how blurry it came out? Lance couldn't remember, he just wanted his coffee.

The girl kept hounding him and following him, demanding that he retake the picture with her. Lance let her down easy, saying how he needed to be someplace important and that he was running late. The girl kept pushing him. Following his every move, right on his heels. Begging, pleading with him to take more pictures because she ‘needed them,’ whatever that meant. Lance tried his hardest to be nice and polite because as a former paladin of voltron and as one of seven someone’s who have saved the entire universe, his image is everything. Without him or his former paladins, there would probably be no earth. So he stopped in his tracks and took a better picture with the girl.

He felt good to see her happy because of something that he had done. Plus he looked really good in that picture, who knew the earth’s natural lighting at 1pm could make his skin look so smooth? Once he gave his approval of the better pic, he was on his way again, hoping that the line to the coffee shop wasn’t even longer now. As he started to fast walk down the busy sidewalk, something yanked him back by the neck and he came crashing down. Literally. He fell right back on his ass and when he looked up, this same crazy girl was looming over him like a mad woman. With his blue hand-knit wool scarf dangling from her grabby hands. The anger that had been simmering in Lance’s gut was at a full blown boil and he was just about ready to explode. So.. he kinda did..

Long and embarrassing story short, Lance yelled at her. He snatched his blue scarf out of her hands so fast, it scared her, and as he rubbed his most likely bruised tailbone, he got in her face and began blaming her for the world's most horrible fan interaction. He was so angry, that he balled his fists, stomped his foot and had veins protruding out of his neck and forehead. He called her names and most likely spit in her face, but he didn’t care. And when he was done, he took a step back and examined the girl in front of him. She was folded in on herself, holding her arms close to her body as her bottom lip quivered and fat, giant tears rolled down her cheeks. She looked so.. mortified. And actually.. scared of him. Like if Lance were to say anything or move a muscle, she’d flinch.

Seconds later, Lance’s face softened into something regretful and he went out to reach for her, to apologize. But, like he knew she would, she flinched. And then hurried away like he was a mad man. All the while crying and clutching her phone to her chest. Lance felt absolutely demolished inside. He tried to go after her but his feet were glued to the cement of the sidewalk. He didn’t even want his coffee anymore.

Thankfully, there were no viral videos or photos or posts about the incident. Lance ended up tracking the girl down a few days later and showered her with all the love he could muster, even taking as many pics as she wanted and liking them on Instagram when she tagged him. But.. something inside him still felt so horrible about the incident. For a moment, Lance had realized that he genuinely hurt that girl for no real reason. He just wanted some coffee but is coffee more important than the people who are thankful and want to show their gratitude for him for everything he did with voltron? If the roles were reversed and he stayed on earth, he would be bending over backwards to let all the paladins know just how thankful he was to live another day on their planet. That girl probably had family, friends, maybe a spouse and kids, and in the midst of that horrible battle 3 years ago, she most likely thought that one of those days would be her last with them.

It broke Lance’s heart thinking about it. He really hurt her. Sure, he made it right and she forgave him, but in that single moment, he actually hurt someone enough to make them cry, to make them run away from him. It was a terrible feeling. It wasn’t Lance. He never wanted that to happen again.

And at the same time.. he.. kinda never wanted to be the savior of earth. Not really.. he just wanted to feel like he had a place in the universe, and to know that he played an important role. That he mattered.

Guess he really matters now..

He sends a long text to Keith with shaky hands.

Message delivered..

The second he walked through the door, his phone rang. It was a three-way call with Hunk and Pidge. Lance pressed the green button to answer and placed the phone to his ear. Immediately, Hunk starts going on and on about how much he misses Lance and when the next time they’ll see each other will be. Lance smiled at his best friend’s inability to ever take a breath between sentences and replied with a warm ‘I miss you too, buddy.’ They got to catching up as Lance ordered his garlic knots and sat down at a private booth near the back of the place. He didn’t want to draw any attention to himself, especially when he got the call from his best friends.

Hunk tells him all the great things that’s been happening at the Garrison and even on the Atlas. He tells him how his restaurant is doing and how his family is doing and how Shay is doing. Pidge catches him up on things with her family, some new inventions she’s been working on, and how being the youngest teacher at the Garrison is going. Lance listens and gives his two cents on everything his friends tell him and honestly, he couldn’t be more happy for them. The way they were able to just get their lives together 3 years after the war is.. incredible. It made him think about everything he’s done since the war ended. Which wasn’t much.. he took over his family’s farm and brought it back to life, he helps out Colleen, Pidge’s mom, with medicine and finding cures to strange space illnesses with plants she has him grow on his farm, and his family’s market wouldn’t be as popular or swarming with business if he didn’t work there. Sad but true. And that’s really it. He hasn’t done much else. Nothing life changing or breathtaking like his friends.

But Hunk and Pidge don’t need to know that. So he simply replies with: “Oh, ya know.. same old, same old,” and hopes it works enough to keep the conversation flowing and follow up questions at bay. It does.

30 minutes into their conversation and Lance is starting to feel a little.. agitated. With the garlic knots consumed and digesting in his stomach, he sits in the booth, alone, listening to his friends go on and on and on about their perfect jobs and their perfect little lives. He gets lost a few times and at one point has literally no idea what they’re talking about. When he tries to ask what or who or even get the slightest details, Pidge lets out a sigh that Lance can’t help but feel like is out of annoyance. Lance sighs back and continues to stay silent because obviously he’s not getting anywhere. Why even bother putting him on a call that Hunk and Pidge could have just had on their own??

Balling his fist, Lance let out a loud, overdramatic sigh. He didn’t care if his friends heard it or how they took it. He was upset. The conversation between his two friends comes to a halt and then awkward silence. Pidge is the first to speak up with a:

“Something you wanna add, Lance?” The annoyance in her voice is very much there and Lance doesn’t miss it. He scoffs loudly and grits his teeth.

“No.” He says, voice deepening in anger.

“Oh really?” Pidge asks, poking the sleeping bear that lies dormant in lance. “Cause it sure sounds like it to me. Why don’t you stop being such a fucking child and tell us what’s bothering you this time??”

Lance damn near growls.

The line has gone quiet now. Hunk’s unsteady breathing is audible but other than that, silence. Lance digs his nails into the skin of his palms and tries to keep the angry tears in his eyes from falling down his cheeks. With a deep shaky breath, he smiles through the pain.

“You know what, Katie,” Lance spits and it makes Hunk gasp. “Fuck YOU and this stupid, shitty attitude you have all the time!”

“Oh, god..” Hunk winces.

“I don’t know what the actual fuck crawled up your ass,” Lance continues, “but I’m sick of it! I've been sick of it for years! I’m sick of keeping my mouth shut and quite frankly, I’m sick of YOU!”

Lance is standing up out of his seat now. His chest heaves up and down as the angry tears have fallen past his face and down his neck. His voice is two octaves deep from anger and the skin of his palm is bloody from how hard he’s digging his nails into it. The place has gone quiet now and Lance can feel multiple pairs of eyes on him. So much for not drawing any attention to himself.

The line is quiet. Then, the sound of a huff of breath. A small laugh.. And then:

“Wow. Nice one, McClain..” Pidge’s voice is small, but so full of something. “Go screw yourself, you asshole.”

The call ends. Whether Pidge or Hunk ended it, is unclear.

Minutes pass, and Lance is still standing in the same place with the phone to his ear. Tears are running down his face, and his Altean marks are buzzing so loud in his ears. His heart is pounding in his ribcage and ice cold sorrow runs through his veins..

He sends a long text to Keith with shaky hands.

Message delivered...

Now, exactly 3 months since that little incident, Lance sits alone in his home. In his childhood bedroom he can’t seem to rearrange because he’s still holding out hope that one day he’ll turn back time and be his child self and get a redo on his life. But hey, it’s better this way. After the whole dilemma with Pidge, Hunk tried to call Lance to help but ended up getting his feelings hurt. Yep. By Lance. Because Lance is a big jerk and can’t stop hurting everyone around him.

So he hasn’t talked to Pidge or Hunk since then. Mostly out of guilt and shame because those two are supposed to be his bestest friends and he hurt them. Nothing he could say or do could make up for his selfish mind and stupid mouth. Lance had this whole plan to go to Shiro about it, to get his advice so Lance could make it all better.

But Pidge being Pidge.. texted the whole thing in their group chat and.. well.. everyone saw it. Shiro, Hunk, Matt, even Keith possibly! It got so bad that Lance’s phone kept going off with alerts from everyone asking what happened and what he said. Curtis tried calling him and left a few messages. Shiro left him a long voicemail. And of course the word traveled so fast that it reached New Altea and Coran got involved. Which caused Romelle to be involved, too. She gossiped to Acxa, who told her girlfriend, who happens to be Lance’s sister, Veronica. Veronica blabbed to Rachel, who blabbed to Marco, who blabbed to Luis.. who blabbed to Lance’s dad.. WHO BLABBED TO LANCE’S MOM. And boy did she have some interesting words for him in the SEVEN, LONG voicemails asking exactly ‘what happened’and ‘why The Holt siblings were so angry with him.’

Everything escalated so fast. Lance can’t even remember what he said. Or why he said it. Since the war ended, it’s been so hard on him. Sure, it’s been hard on everyone, but for Lance it’s been different. Everyone looks up to him for some reason and expects him to do so good and be the hero they all think he is, when in reality? He was just a leg…

Exactly what did he gain from being a paladin of voltron anyway?? Get banged up and bruised almost everyday he was out there? Have people on his case, constantly reminding him how unimportant he was to the team? Pointing out all of his flaws and mistakes and focusing on those when there’s a million other good things he’s done that towers over all the bad shit?? Sure, he returned home to his family who he literally missed and cried for every single day, but he lost the love of his life in the process.

To put it all out there, Lance didn’t really gain anything. He got to travel through space, which was his dream since he was a little kid, and then space chewed him up and spit him out as some fake hero with PTSD and other trauma that will haunt him for the rest of his pathetic life.

So.. these past 3 months.

Lance has been sitting up in his childhood room.

Wishing he could use the power of Altea or something to turn back time.

And be his younger self.

His innocent self.

His happier self.

Back when he wasn’t so fucked up and had dreams and goals.

Back when everyone was proud of him.

Back to when he didn’t know who Allura was or that she even existed. Back to when Voltron didn’t exist either and everything was fucking fine.

Staring up at his ceiling, Lance counts the glow in the dark stars that he’s had up there since he was six years old. Somehow they’re still glowing and Lance is thankful for that because at 3 in the morning when the world is fast asleep and everything is pitch black, he could use the light.

It comforts him. Reminds him of a simpler, more happier time in his life.

Something sharp digs through Lance’s chest as he stares at those fake neon stars, and it hurts really bad. His breathing begins to quicken, matching the beat of his heart, and a lump finds its way up his throat. Tears pool in the rim of his eyes and spill down the corners, streaming down the sides of his face.

And they don’t stop. The stars get blurrier as Lance’s breathing gets heavier. His body begins to tremble with every hiccup of a sob that pours out of him and he’s crying so hard that his brain throbs in his head.

He curls in on himself in his bed and wraps his arms around his torso, crying uncontrollably into his space themed pillow. His Altean marks begin to buzz and glow and he can’t bring himself to care because all he wants to do is disappear.

Disappear from this game called life.

He types a text to Keith with teary eyes and a quivering bottom lip.

Message.. deleted…

As 3 in the morning turns to 4, a pod lands in the grass just a couple yards away from Lance’s farm. Boot covered feet step out of said pod and touch the wet grass waiting for them. It’s still dark out and the only light visible are the fireflies that buzz around a pair of cowboy booted feet. Those booted feet begin to walk, carrying a tall, broad, raven haired stranger up a hill to Lance’s home. The frogs and crickets seem to grow louder as the stranger in black cowboy boots makes their way to the front porch and pulls back the creaky screen door to a cold, locked doorknob. A set of keys are pulled out and a specific blue key is pushed inside the lock, turning and unlocking the door. The stranger walks in and is instantly met.. with..

Crying??

“H-Hello??” The stranger calls out. “Lance?”

The crying stops.

It’s dead quiet..

The door shuts on its own and the echo around the house is eery.

Light footsteps descend the stairs and before they know it, the stranger is being tackled to the ground in a bear hug.

“Ah-! Lance!?” They yell as the duffel bag from their hand falls to the ground.

“Keith!!” Lance yells out, voice rasped from endless crying.

Keith can immediately hear it and wraps his arms around Lance so tight, holding him close. His eyes glow yellow, something that usually happens out of fear, anger, or protectiveness, and his lips protrude to make way for his double set of fangs that are ready to bite any and everyone.

“Lance!” Keith tries to sit up but is pinned to the ground with all of Lance’s dead body weight. “Lance, honey, are you hurt? What’s wrong??”

A hand through curly brown locks and Lance’s crying dies down. He snuggles his face into Keith’s neck and hiccups through a response. Something too incoherent for Keith to make out, but he feels it has something to do with why he was told to go home ASAP.

A few weeks ago, Keith was contacted by Acxa via video chat. They talked and caught up for a few minutes before Acxa told Keith the real reason for her call. She explained that Veronica was having a tough time reaching out to Lance and that he might be in some kind of trouble. Not knowing the full extent of the story, Acxa only told Keith what she heard from Veronica and others. Fearing the worst, Keith packed up his shit and set a course for Earth as fast as he could.

Unfortunately, there were some setbacks on his way over where he had to make a few stops to tend to aliens in need because after all, that’s still his job as a blade member, but when that got finished, Keith hightailed it over. His Galra instincts wouldn't allow him to stay away for much longer anyway and having accepted his galra side a long time ago, it would have been best for everyone to let him go home.

Keith now lays in Lance’s bed, every inch of Lance’s body wrapped up around him like a snake. Keith strokes Lance’s hair soothingly and holds him close to his chest, right over his beating heart. A deep, soothing purr emits itself from Keith’s body and calms Lance’s nerves right down to the bone. Keith knows how much Lance adoreshis Galran features and at this point, Keith would do absolutely anything for Lance to feel better.

They talked about everything that happened and are now in the cuddle stage. Lance has his eyes shut, listening to Keith purr just for him. Long limbs wrapped around every inch of his boyfriend while Keith’s long nails scratch at his scalp, life is so good.

Life is so good with Keith around.

“So,” Keith says, voice as calm as ever. “What exactly did Pidge say?”

“Oh,” Lance answers, his voice quiet as a mouse. “You didn’t see the messages in the group chat?”

“No.” Keith shrugs, laying his cheek against Lance’s forehead. “Been kinda busy.. And I actually don’t understand how a group chat works.”

That rises a chuckle out of Lance as he sits up a bit to reach for his phone on the bedside dresser.

“Idiot,” he whispers with a small smile on his face and it makes Keith light up, his purring becoming a bit louder.

Lance lays back on Keith’s chest as he scrolls through the messages on his phone. When he finds the message from Pidge, Lance clears his scratchy throat and sniffs.

“From Pidgeotto,” he starts, looking at Pidge’s name in their ✨Paladudes✨ group chat. “Just an FYI lance is a.. a total fucking jackass and I am no longer friends with him..”

Keith immediately frowns at that.

Lance continues. “He can suck my big toe for all I care. I’m done with him. Have fun being a lonely loser @LanceyPants.”

“What the fuck?” Keith says, eyes glowing yellow in the dark room. “Why would she say that!?”

Lance shakes his head, tears forming in his eyes again. “Because she was right. I am a jackass..”

“Lance, no!” Keith sits up, bringing Lance with him. They sit side by side as Lance holds himself and looks down at his space blanket. He shrugs once and sniffs.

“Keith, stop,” he says, wiping a tear from his eye. “Look, I said some very hurtful things to her and she lashed out in a perfectly normal way..”

“Normal!?” Keith scoffs, grabbing Lance’s phone and rereading the message again. “Jackass? Loser?? Come on, Lance, she’s completely bullying you and you know it!”

Lance whips around with an angry expression on his face “Because I deserve it!”

The room grows quiet. Keith takes a deep breath and reaches over to grab Lance’s shoulders.

“Calm.” He says, taking a deep breath for Lance to mimic. Lance takes a deep breath with him and lets it out. Keith begins to purr again and it calms Lance even more.

“I.. Sorry..”

Keith nods. He reaches up to cup Lance’s cheek and rubs his thumb across Lance’s tear stained eye.

“You know I would never hurt anyone on purpose..” Lance sniffs. “That’s not who I am. I’m just.. I’m tired of being this symbol of everything strong and good and brave.”

“Mhm,” Keith rubs Lance’s back, leaning in closer to him to nuzzle his forehead. Lance nuzzles back and Keith’s purrs.

“I keep.. I keep hurting everyone I care about..” Lance whispers in a voice so low and fragile, it nearly shatters Keith’s heart.

“That’s not true.” Keith pulls back a little to look into Lance’s teary blue eyes. “Lance, you are the most incredible, selfless, honest person I’ve ever known. You are strong and good and brave even if you don’t mean to be. Or want to be.”

Lance pulls away and stares at his hands. Keith keeps his eyes focused on Lance.

“I know you think you hurt that fangirl from a few months ago.” Keith continues. “Or Pidge. Or Hunk. Or your parents or friend or family or whoever, but you could never hurt anyone.”

“Yeah, right,” Lance shakes his head. “I already did. I hurt everyone.”

“And even if that’s true,” Keith grabs Lance’s hands in his own, “which it’s not, you’re not doing it on purpose. You have a right to your own feelings! And you have a right to speak your mind.”

“And what if that hurts people??” Lance looks up and meets teary eyes to indigo ones. “What if I accidentally hurt my mama or my sisters or brothers, or nieces and nephews because I can’t be who they want me to be, who they think I am!?”

“Lance,” Keith shakes his head.

“What if I hurt you???” Lance’s eyes go wide. He looks Keith up and down and exhales a panicked breath. “God, Keith.. wh-what if I hurt you??”

“Oh, Lancey,” Keith sighs that lovey-dovey sigh where his eyes go all big and black like a cat’s, and the purr in his chest gets louder. “You’ve never hurt me. Ever.”

Lance stares into Keith’s eyes like they’re his lifeline.

“B-but.. but what if-?”

“No more what if’s!” Keith cuts Lance off by covering his mouth with his hand. “Listen to me, Lance. Are you listening??”

Lance nods repeatedly.

“Good,” Keith smiles, all crooked and cute and beautiful. “The only person you ever need to worry about hurting is yourself.”

And there it is. The one thing Lance has been dying to hear without knowing he’d been dying to hear it. It’s like a breath of fresh air, or cool rain on a hot and sweaty day. The permission he needed but didn’t really need. He has a right to care about himself and put himself first but whenever he tries, the guilt eats him alive. Why should he care about himself when he has to care more about others???

No. That’s not the case. It’s never been the case.

“You’ve gotta stop doing this to yourself,” Keith finishes, stroking the endless sea of tears that are falling from Lance’s eyes. He strokes Lance’s glowing Altean marks and leans forward to kiss one softly. Lance trembles slightly, closing his eyes to bask in the moment.

“I’m sure Pidge has gotten over it by now,” Keith reassures. “She just has too much pride to make the first more and apologize. You know how she is.”

“Y-Yeah,” Lance hiccups, nodding.

“And Hunk?” Keith scoffs. “I bet your mailbox is full of letters from him, explaining how sorry he is and hoping you’re doing alright. You know if he can’t reach you from your phone, he has other ways.”

That makes Lance smile.

“There’s probably cookies on the way right now.” He looks into Keith’s eyes, exhaling a small laugh.

“Oh, yeah,” Keith agrees, laughing that angelic laugh and showing off his perfect pearly fangs. Lance’s heart skips a fucking beat.

“And your fangirl?” Keith’s purring stops. “Well, she never should have gotten all up in your space that’s for sure. You had every right to punch her.”

“Keith!” Lance squeaks, face contorting into shock and confusion. “I-I didn’t punch her!”

“Really?” Confusion etches itself all over Keith’s features and he puts a finger to his chin. “I could have sworn I read that in your text.”

“No way, man!” Lance defends, waving his arms around. “Why would I ever in my life-!” He stops mid sentence to see the shit-eating grin plastered on Keith’s face.

“Just kiddin, lil lady,” Keith says in his best southern accent, smiling big and wide.

Lance bursts out into a fit of laughter, hitting Keith’s chest and arms and back. Keith shields himself and laughs, grabbing Lance’s arms and bringing him down onto the mattress. They fall back with Keith looming over Lance, his long raven hair surrounding their faces.

Lance stares up into those beautiful, indigo eyes and sniffs, unable to look away. He reaches up and cups Keith’s face, rubbing his thumb over Keith’s Galran stripe.

“Do you understand what I’m saying?” Keith asks in his softest voice, eyes roaming from Lance’s teary blue eyes to his luscious lips.

“Yes,” Lance nods, not even bothering to blink because if he does, he’ll miss Keith’s everything.

“Don’t let anyone get you down, my sweetheart.” Keith whispers, leaning in closer. “Ever.”

Lance nods.

“And if they do,” Keith’s face turns serious, indigo eyes going dark. “I’ll bite their throats out and hand them to you on a silver platter.”

“Keith,” Lance exhales, going red in the face and ears. “Holy shit, you can’t just say things l-like that.”

Keith’s hard demeanor falls as he giggles and leans in close. Before they close the gap between their lips, Lance whispers, “And hey. I thought pet names were my thing?”

And Keith kisses him to shut him up.

They kiss like they haven’t seen each other in years and it’s the greatest Lance has ever felt. Keith kisses like he’s starving for it, craving it so much more than air and it’s hot and powerful and so, so damn good.

Lance wraps his arms and legs around Keith’s body and kisses him back with fervor. He allows Keith to make him feel better, and kisses his pain away. Keith pulls away slowly, licking into Lance’s mouth before he does so. Lance lets out a small groan and smiles before he opens his eyes.

“I love you,” he whispers, tucking some hair behind Keith’s ear.

“I love you, more,” Keith whispers back, settling himself between Lance’s legs. “Feeling any better?”

“A little,” Lance looks away, sniffling a little. His eyes focus back to Keith’s and a small smile appears on his kiss swollen lips. “But I know a great way you can make me feel all the way better.”

“Oh, yeah,” Keith smirks, burying his face into Lance neck to start kissing slowly. “And what’s that?”

Lance giggles like a little kid, running his hands up and down Keith’s sides. When Keith pulls back, he trails his kisses up the side of Lance’s face and stops at his Altean mark.

“Make love to me,” Lance whispers, rubbing his nose against Keith’s. “Touch me all over and hold me until the sun comes up and just.. love me. Please..”

Keith’s face softens into something full of love and adoration. He moves forward to peck Lance’s lips, then his chin, and then his other Altean mark.

“Anything you want, my sweet..” he kisses Lance’s cheek. “Beautiful..” he kisses Lance’s jaw. “Amazing.. wonderful..”

“Alright, enough!” Lance laughs, slapping Keith in the back. His cheeks are on fire as he closes his eyes when Keith starts nibbling on his neck with his fangs. A chill runs down Lance’s spine and tingles to his toes, making them curl.

Keith sits up one last time and stares at Lance like he’s the world.

“I’ll take good care of you, baby.” He says with the utmost truth in his sultry voice. “I promise. We’re in this together.”

“Yeah,” Lance nods, letting his tears fall down his face and glowing Altean marks. “Together.”

And as Keith kisses Lance so lovingly, Lance can’t help but be glad that he can’t turn back time to be his younger self. Because with Keith around, he feels all the happiness in the whole world just like he did when he was young.

-END-

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catboyelimgarak · 2 years

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I could talk about my expirience with Andy first, and how at the end he told the pretty lady with him how "unexpected" it was of our meeting.

But let me talk about Walter Koenig. I wasn't as anxious as I was with Andy, I'm at this point towards the end of my of my con experience feeling so good and chill, and not just because of that BIG FAN THAT WAS MAKING THE PHOTO ROOM CHILLY (for obvious and valid reasons). I was ready! We get in position with an arm around one another, and once the photo is done with Walter looks at me with his arm still around me and (in a playful way) asks: Are you still a teenager?"

And Im grinning and chuckling and go: No, I'm 26. And he's ready to say something more, but I'm being ushered out ya know because everyone else needs to get pics and the schedule is behind time.

So Im thinking in the line to get his autograph (which was a BITCH to find) that he might remember me because my shirt is such a bright blue. And he did! As he's signing our photo he stops to look up at me and goes: "25?" And I laugh and remind him: "No, 26!" And he just smiles and chuckles.

It was very nice and he is very sweet, and I wish I had known he'd be on stage talking at some point, and could have made it to see him (snuck my way up front to sit on the floor in front of the stage lmao).

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girl will u be sharing the whole meeting tom experience like what did he say what did he smell like i know very creepy but IM SO CURIOUS HDHDHDH

OKAY, STORY-TIME ––> long read with reaction pics

first thing, WOW. he had a crazy, crazy, crazy long-ass schedule. he was in LA saturday, and philly on sunday by 9 AM? probably? then i knew his projected schedule was panel from 10-10:45, 11pm photo op, 1 pm autograph, 3 pm photo op, 4 pm autograph. totally stacked! i signed up for the photos at 3 cos that’s easier for me….

little did i know… how long it would take……………….…

so, his whole schedule got pushed like an hour-ish back? like no real consequence to me, but it made me feel really anxious and just like, whew, thinking that he kept a smile on for like hours & hours. and all i could think of was that i hope he had like an iced coffee or like food or something cos that’s CRAZY. but yeah–––– i got to pass the time with some tumblr friends :) ( @spidey-waffles11 & @seamless-hart ) and my boyfriend but he’s whatever 😛

but OK time rolls up (4:50 PM), i get in line–– and i’m there for SO LONG. but it was ok cos i was talking to this dad & daughter and they were really nice. there were some like super young girls behind me and they had like cute matching spider-man shirts but i was still looking at them like 🙂 . a part of me felt really extra cos i was really out there with false lashes and a BRIGHT RED dress. for reference, i looked like this:

cute, i know. this is my armor, and even tho a part of me felt kinda flashy and garrish…. i don’t care! it makes me feel CONFIDENT! but yeah–– do, do, do~ we get through the line, drop off our bags and i feel like we went through a mini-maze of black curtains and then––

HE WAS FUCKING RIGHT THERE THROUGH THE OPEN DOORWAY! i like turned the corner, and was kinda looking to my side at the lady directing and then to the family in front of me–– and then he was there. idk what i expected but i was just like 😦

ok, ok, ok so i think maybe he was looking up to see how many people were next but i’m going to just sit here and believe that MY RED-ASS DRESS caught his eye cos he literally:

looked at ME, then to the family in front of me as they came to him, but back at me as i walked over to wait. he raised his eyebrows and i smiled back and like, i think he looked at my hand cos i was like holding my wrist cos i was like, “oohhhh shit how the fuck do i stand like a regular person” but yeah either way it was like a back and forth–– that i’m probably romanticizing ALL HELL out of. but i was watching him so-– I SAW WHAT I SAW lol.

and then the family left and i still waited cos i’m polite like that and then he like waved his arm for me to come over and i was like 😧. then i think i literally hopped over and like rolled my shoulders back cos yeah and i smiled soooo hard and i think all i managed to say was , “heeey”

“hi! hello––” he waves me over again and i slide next to him while laughing.

i’m pretty sure i bit my fucking lip and like... no, no one does that in real life. god dammit.

“how are you?” i TRY to ask in a exasperated voice

and i think he just said, “yeah” (cos we were moving really fast it’s ok) and looked forward lmao

but i like was able to look at his face and i was literally like 😫 . what bb cream are you using sis???? it was too fast, i didn’t really absorb anything haha. but wow his lips really look like that i guess haha and i really fit into his side, like alright bro. this is where i belong i guess.

and cos of the time crunch of being super, super late i didn’t really get to talk to him cos it was just like photo time. i didn’t have a pose in mind, i just wanted to be WITH him that’s it.

so i put my hand around his waist and wow he’s lean! and he carries himself super tall, if that makes sense. he stands up pretty straight? but relaxed at the same time? and i think his hand was like on my upper back, near my shoulder but TBH i don’t KNOW. i just felt him press next to me.

uh, everyone keeps asking me what he smells like but i’m pretty sure i didn’t breathe until he let go. and then i was like, “ ah, soap. “

but after the flash of the photo i like turned to him and jfc i was really close. i’m kinda used to standing that close cos my bf is that height but 😬 . he smiled at me and just quickly said.

“hi, thank you so much for coming out.”

and i was like, “no, thank you!” and he kinda guided my back to the direction of the exit and i was like 😣 and i think???? i called back to say, “take care!” but maybe that was just my brain idk

but then?????? he walked next to me for a second? like we walked to the exit together and i was like??????? like there people in the corner i was passing, and he stopped by them. i looked at him again and he smiled and nodded at me.

this was me: 👀

hahahah and then he grabbed a water bottle someone offered to him and i heard him say,

“can you get my bag..? and grab my air pods”

and i like audibly laughed as i left, idk why that was just so funny to me. like there you go rich king. good! for! you!

and WOW. the family from before waited for me and they were like, “how was it?”

hahah and it was so lame cos i was suddenly BLUSHING so fucking hard like 30 seconds after it all happened hahahahahahahah ok but i couldn’t stop thinking about how he like looked at me in the doorway, and even if it doesn’t mean anything imma never let it go hahaha

anyway, he was really nice and his voice was still so excited and lively even tho he’s probably talked to like thousands of people that day. like his charisma was super charming in all of the 20 seconds i really saw him.

lol this is how the photo turned out:

AND YOU KNOW WHAT? i’m really haaaaappy with it! i’m kinda smiling too hard but lol THAT’S TOM FUCKING HOLLAND AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

so ya know, idk if i’ll ever see him like ever again? or if i’ll still always be into him as i have been but–– wow. what an experience to have with the way i am now. hope he’s getting a good night’s rest, and lots of warm hugs from his loved ones! thanks tom! thanks keystone comic con! and thank YOU GUYS for holding me together! 💛

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Friends will be Friends - Fic Series “Deaky’s Diary” Chapter #2

Author’s note: Hi! January 26th I had a fic inspo with the same John from the fic I can’t live with you (but I can’t live without you) because of some words from Bri when some Japanese fans gave to Roger and him some gifts, and there haves one for John. This is mere imagination, but this is my realistic imagine about the reaction of John knowing that he will receive a present from his old bandmate...

Indeed this will be the second fic of a new series, “Deaky’s Diary”, where I’ll write the reaction that I imagine that John would have about certain sucesses around his life. I’ll actualize this when I think that’s necessary!

The reaction of him with the panic attack was inspired in the one described in one chapter of My life has been saved by @deakysgurl

Perhaps my John it’s very smoker, but i’m inspiring in myself and my addiction to mate (a southamerican kind of tea, but with the effects of coffee).

Oh! This fic series will have a tag dedicated. Will be #deakysdiary. Follow it to know new chapters and related stuff!

Summary: The following week of his wedding anniversary he receive a couple of surprises that will touch his deepest feelings... and that made him take a decision.

Warning: slightly angst, mention of panic attack, some swearing, some friend-fluff (?)

Word count: +1.5k

Permanent taglist: @warriorteam1924 (if you want to be in that list, send me a msg or ask)

“And there’s Deaky, we’ll have to make sure he gets that”

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January 25th, 2020

After a week from his anniversary, this Saturday it’s quite normal. Waking up early, drink his necessary tea, smoked some cigarettes, took his medicines. Recharging his emotional batteries to hang on another day.

Knowing that his old bandmates were on tour with that kid named Adam made him felt some melancholy. Watching at the window, contemplating the horizon, remembering good times. Remembering the love that Japanese fans gave to him since his first visit in mid 70s. Remembering being in that TV program with Roger in 1984, where he entered with a gorilla head over his one and saying “number eight, hachi ” when he was asked to choose the prettiest guy between seven guys. Remembering knowing that Music Life dedicated an entire mag with his material in Japan in 2019. He miss Japan a lot.

“Teo Torriate konomama iko, aisuruhito yo” he sung in a murmur, smiling like an idiot. Even crying. “Aisuruhito yo Japan… I couldn’t thank you enough for your love…” he continued, wiping away some tears, trying to smoke properly. That was his fourth cigarette in just a couple of hours.

Still remembering good times, noticed that he had just one cigarette remaining in the packet. “Shit. I must to go to the kiosko to buy some cig. And with that, the annoying people trying to get an autograph or pic from me…”. Started to be pretty nervous just for thinking that, he started to breath more quickly. He rested his back in some kitchen mobiliary, his head was reclined, his left hand in his chest, his right hand with the cigarette. He was trying to calm him down, remembering the advice of his therapist. After a couple of minutes, he felt better. And called to his wife.

“RONNIEEEEEEEEEEE!”

She came to the kitchen quickly.

“What’s you need, hun?” she asked kindly.

He hates to be called “hun”, so he watched at her annoyed.

“Ugh John, for god’s sake!” she exclaimed, sighing. “Well, what’s you need? Oh, indeed, morning!” she greeted him with a kiss in his right cheek.

“Morning, lady”. He couldn’t resist to smile a little. “I need that you buy me some cigarette packets, y’know which ones” he said giving to her the money. Sighing, he added “I don’t want to deal with that people” watching directly to her eyes.

“Of course h- ehmmm John” she chuckled a little. “I’ll come back soon, don’t miss me!” she added going to the main door of the house. “And if some people asks for you, I’ll say that you’re sleeping!”

Smoking his last cigarette, he thought “well I’ll check the internet for some news, were some days without connecting”.

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He goes to his studio and turned on the PC. Expecting what’s up in the fandom.

But he didn’t expected that. Saw the Bri’s posts and the screenshots of Roger’s instastories from the Queen exhibition, where they were remembering him. And he cried. “I miss you bunch of goofballs, I still love you… I’ll always thank you for understand me… and i should be there with you. Having fun. But without Freddie isn't the same. Sorry…”

Meanwhile he was wiping the tears of his eyes, Ronnie knocks softly the door.

“Come in!” exclaimed him.

She opened the door. After that she approximated to him.

“Well John, I bought like 4 packets of Marlboro Slim, were the 20 on-… What’s wrong dear?” she asked seeing the red eyes of her husband.

He responded “just remembering good old times with the guys, and they also were remembering me in social media. I-” blewed his nose with a tissue. “I need the cigarettes! Thank you hun, bye” he said quickly quitting the packets from the hands of his wife, while she was watching surprised. After that, she left the studio thinking “Christ, sometimes this man it’s so strange...”

Leaving three of the four packets over his desk, opened the remaining quickly and smoked one cigarette. Reclining in his chair, exhalated the smoke , remembering when Roger stolen his cigarettes. “Haha, I miss you Meddows” said smiling.

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January 26th, 2020

That morning he woke up thinking in the guys, “perhaps I could send a message to them, I miss to talk with them so bad… No. Better not. I’ll stay silent and just reading their mails as an approval.” he though meanwhile he was getting up of his bed.

Make his ritual. Tea, pills, cig. He was daydreaming while he was smoking at the level that he forgot the boiling water.... But at least didn’t happened a disaster.

After that, he made the tea. Still thinking in send some message to the guys. Still refusing to do that. “They surely will want to meet me and I don’t know… they? To my house? Everyone will know.” he was thinking, sitting in a chair of the kitchen’s table.

Meanwhile he was quietly drinking his tea, the phone rang.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Leaving the cup of tea in the kitchen’s table, he answered the call.

“Hello.”

A soft voice sound from the another side of the phone.

“Hi Deacy!”

John was surprised.

“BRIAN?! Why you’re calling me? I think that I told to you and Roger that you can only calls me in very extreme emergencies”, responded kinda angrily.

“I wanted to know how you are… we didn’t speak properly since a lot of time…we’re in Japan on tour…” responded the astrophysicist.

“Yeah Bri, I knew it…” he couldn’t resist to smile. “Thank you for remembering me lately…”

“Not only Roger and me, also Spike miss you… tonight in the soundcheck we had a technical problem and he said “surely if John would be here, that problem wouldn’t happened”

John can’t respond, smile and some tears want to be free.

Sniffing, trying to sound serious, asked “Just for that Bri?” He was starting to starve for his cigarettes. But that where in the table, next to the cup of tea.

“No… Emmm you didn’t checked the internet already?”

“Eh… no. And last night I wasn’t online. Ronnie insisted that since last Saturday night, every saturday night it's time for cheesy movies” sighed rolling his eyes.

Brian laughed a little. “Similar thing with Anita happens to me too… Husband thing.” Coming back to the convo, he added “well you don’t know, but Japanese fans gave to us something to you… you will have it soon”

Deaky was surprised.

“What’s that?”

Bri smiled again.

“Check the internet Deacy, or wait some weeks”.

John couldn’t hold the tears more time. He starts to cry. He haves a response for all his own questions that he made before that morning. He made a choice.

“Erm… Thank you… for... calling me Brian!”

Brian was surprised for the mood change.

“I don’t understand you man, a few minutes ago you were complaining about this call!”

“But… I… I miss you! I also miss Roger.... and Spike… Please tell to them that I miss them and I love them so much. I... I love you too mate!”

“Please repeat that words again… they’re listening to you”.

Roger and Spike were listening all the calling but Brian didn’t told that to John to surprise him.

John couldn’t reply properly. They could listen to the 68 years old man crying. After a moment, he could do it. “I miss you guys, I hope that you’re fine!”, were his words.

Roger replied “It’s mutual bud. We should meet!”

Spike added “We can made a BBQ… oh, shit Bri it’s vegan! Well, we’ll do some grilled vegetables to him, haha!” laughed the keyboardist.

Being emotional, John said “yeah! Call me soon to schedule that meeting! Will be in my home if you want”

The three screamed “yeaaaah!”

“Your wives are also invited!” added John.

“See ya soon man!” they said. Brian turned off the speaker. “Very soon” whispered Brian. “Bye Deacy, have a nice day”, he added.

“Good… Night?” asked confused John because of the timezones.

“Yeah, here’s night. Well… early morning.”

“This is the Bri that I know” thought John meanwhile, smiling. “Good early morning then, haha” told him.

They hung up. And after a couple a minutes he realized that they will come back to his home. And that his tea was cold. “Stupid Bri and his calling” he exclaimed, meanwhile he was bringing the cup of tea to the microwave.

Ronnie entered to the kitchen and listened that words from her husband.

“Brian… CALLED?!” she asked surprised.

That ask almost makes that his cup of tea falls to the floor.

“God, Ronnie, I had already enough surprises!” He put the cup of tea in the microwave to warm his beverage a little. “And morning”.

In the next weeks, the couple will receive in their big mansion some old friends and the new couples of their friends. They have a lot of things to speak. A lot of time to recover. A lot of hugs and laughs to give and receive. Remember a bit why they were friends. And that they will be friends, right till the end.

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Please reblog if you enjoyed it!! This is the way to make more visible my work. New chapters will come when I consider neccessary!

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here it is, the long awaited (because I’ve been a wreck for the past 48 hours) account of meeting millie bobby brown + our pic. Here goes, so sorry in advance that it’s long I got excited ♡

flashback to saturday 7th september 2019, me and soph are dying whilst getting ready for the convention and blasting disney channel songs and life is pretty great. We had afternoon VIP tickets to see millie’s panel which we were allowed to collect from 12pm at the Novotel West in Hammersmith (where the con was happening) but we arrived just before and there was SO many people queuing like SHIT it really hit me how big of a deal this was? We waited what felt like an eternity (which was actually a pretty long time 1hr 30) before getting our wristbands and we were so HYPED let me tell you we kept screaming and jumping up and down like 5 year olds.

We’d also bought photo op with Millie, which meant we got to get one photo each with her, but we decided spontaneously that we also wanted autographs (which were more money again) bc we had a gift for her. We asked when collecting our bands but all the staff were French so it made things tricky. He told us he thought they were sold out but we went to the desk to check anyway and ya home girls got TWO of the last THREE autograph tickets for the whole event; we call that fate in these parts ♡

We got into the con and found out we had FRONT ROW seats for millie’s panel (all thanks to soph), and we were basically in the centre too like we were living our best lives. They played us some weird ass video that felt like a bad fan edit to hype us up (me and soph were already peak hype by this point bc we knew our photo op was coming) then they called our row to go meet her (i’m crying).

We barely had any time to prepare bc we were so close to the front of the line, and soph went first to meet her and honestly i was full kris jenner proud mum like that’s my baby talking to millie and their picture together is SO CUTE:

Next up it was my turn and we said hi then she put her arm around me and I asked if we could do the eleven hand thing. She said yes and we did it with our arms around each other while ‘I like it’ by Cardi B played and honestly i was a WRECK. I said thank you and she did too then it was over just like that, cue me walking out of the room shaking like a leaf. I’m so happy with how it turned out i could not love it more.

We went to try and compose ourselves then they were calling us to go get our autographs before we knew it. Backstory on our gift for her... so a little while ago David wore a pocket square embroidered with ‘Jopper’ and we wanted to give millie something to wear that said ‘Mileven’, so on Wednesday as a last minute mental thing I contacted a local embroidery company to see if they could do us a cap embroidered with ‘Mileven’ which me and Soph had discussed getting her before. They said yes (a miracle given I needed it ready by Friday afternoon) and i collected it. It was meant to be lilac to match florence, but I collected it and it was baby pink so we were sad.

Flash-forward to autographs and she’s wearing an outfit with baby pink in it; again it was honestly too good to be true, we couldn’t have planned it better because it matched her outfit. We get up to the desk and hand her the cap and she FREAKS out. I said something like ‘It’s just a jokey present but we know you love mileven and we saw David has a jopper handkerchief so we wanted to give you something to rival him’ and she like shouts ‘WELL I SHIP IT’ then puts it straight on her head (WE DIED) i said ‘mileven rights’ to her ACTUAL FACE I HATE MYSELF and she laughed and thanked us for it then we left the room. She then kept wearing the hat for the whole of her autograph session like the ship captain she is (like legit 45 mins, photo cred below to @milliethebeauty on IG) and we were just DEAD by this point like she wore a mileven cap we gave her to meet everyone i have ascended. I also got her to sign a pic of baby el and like i’m crying its so soft and iconic.

After that it was time for her panel which was stressful bc we both really wanted to ask questions but it was so chaotic that we almost totally missed our chance. Luckily the lady giving out tickets (you had to be given one to be allowed to go and ask a question at side stage) came back near us and i screamed at her ‘please i have a really good mileven question’ and by some miracle she said ok and handed me one. Mills came out and i was standing at the side of the stage ready to ask my question, by the time it got to me I was SO nervous bc her eye contact when she’s talking directly to you is SO INTENSE but she talked about mileven with me and honestly my trash brand was thriving (even if she didn’t answer about the 3 month gap like i asked). Video being uploaded separately bc it was glitching in this.

The rest of the panel she was her usual adorkable self and honestly she is my daughter and I’m more obsessed with her now than i was before a literal angel amongst us. Also based on her answers we’re definitely getting a season 4 and hop ain’t dead, but wbk.

p.s. millie used a picture of her IN THE MILEVEN HAT we gave her in her round-up video of the event on her Instagram and we’re dead.

Mills, you will legit NEVER see this, but i love you so much. Thank you for being so kind and thank you for being our El. @elshopper thank you for being my best friend and for experiencing this with me and putting up with my fully-fledged fangirling all weekend. There’s no one I’d have rather experienced this with and meeting mills with you made it 100x more special. Y’all know how much El means to me and meeting the person who literally brings her to life was everything i could have wished for. My heart is full ♡

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Barbara

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October 1, 2003

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sprydecreates · 5 years

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‘babylove’?

requested: nope

warnings: nothing this is really cute (language is a given at this point)

pairings: tom holland x reader

type: fluff ; headcanon/list ; 2k+ words ; gender neutral

summary: it's the first time you visit the holland's at their home in london, and you're trying your hardest to impress everyone. you aren't tom's lover just yet, but it's obvious that you two fancy each other.

disclaimer: the depictions of tom holland and the holland family in this are of my own imagination. none of this is real!

a/n: another oldie of mine refurbished and posted here! back when my writing was Decent LOL.

p.s., the dialog isn’t like it is with my latest ones as in y/n gets italics and bold n everyone else just gets italics. it’s just emphasized when need be, and i thought it was alright that way. srry if it bothers anyone who reads my newer stuff!! adding in a disclaimer from now on too. never got someone thinking something was real, but it’s good to be prepared :-)

also, when i put things in parentheses, it's usually me putting in my reactions.

"PIP PIP 'N CHEERIO GOVENAH!"

"y/n we don't actually say that"

"tom, i have to get myself situated. with the boiling tea and crumpet chip biscuit whatevers.”

YEEHAW. you're traveling to meet tom's family back in london.

you've met harry, sam, and harrison already, but there were still three very important people to meet

you had met tom through a mutual actor friend who brought you on set one day

obviously it went like a fairy tale

your friend left you alone on set while they went to get snacks for you both

tom seen you, and came to tell you that only actors could be on set at that time

causing you to freak out, because UH, spider-man is speaking to you (ohMygOd, it'spEterparker)

which of course made tom cocky, and he was like "ayyyyy baby i'll give u an autograph"

then your friend came back and officially introduced you two

and tom saying "you're friends with y/f/n? i'm so sorry"

"i know. it's tragic."

"you two are perfect for each other" with an eye roll

so to say the least, you and tom had sparks from the beginning

not to mention the backhanded, sarcastic compliments that often lead to flirty and witty comebacks

"you're cute, for 5′8″.

"good thing you have a good personality because that outfit today was... :/"

"just wait until i see you again. you're dead, holland"

"well why don't you come over right now and show me what you'd do?”

going over to play wrestle until you dominate him and straddle his hips while your breath is hitched and he'd just look up at you like "holy fuck"

with the whole banter situation taking place, it kind of shocked you when tom asked you if you wanted to visit his family with him

like, REALLY took you off guard

because this was really domestic of him, and he hadn't really ever showed that side to you

but nonetheless, you took the opportunity

took a bit of persuading to get your family to allow you, but eventually, everyone agreed.

(boy it's a good thing you got that passport that you totally didn't get for the sole purpose of this occurring)

"as long as you call every morning and night, and text when necessary. and take pics."

lots of preparation through facetime

"i heard it's really fuckin' cold in england. should i pack a parka?"

"y/n it's not that cold. plus you won't need two."

"what do you mean i won't need two if i-"

in a thick accent "peta parka."

"...."

deep sigh

"can i get a refund for my ticket"

"don't think so, love" in a soft laughing tone

(AAAAHHHHHH)

after two or so weeks of packing and unpacking, and checking the checklist fifty times, it was finally time to depart to southwest london, darling

this boy got first class tickets for the both of you

or at least that's what he thought

he actually only got one for himself lmao

so instead, he swapped seats with the person beside you

oh my god shy hand holding on the plane would be expected

also cute little candids that would go up on each others instagrams wow

fast forward to arriving at the holland home

p.s., the entire car ride there was filled with little thigh touches to try and calm you down.

but that only made you more nervous because god have mercy this beautiful boy wasn't trying to act funny or anything like he usually acted, he was being genuine and that made your heart full

once at the door, you were greeted by nikki, dom, and a very excited tessa

"hello love! it's so nice to meet you! tom has told us SOOO mu-"

"DAD!!!!" would be said between clenched teeth while he would be blushing

with red cheeks of your own, you'd walk in to see the two brothers you had previously met, and a new face, who you recognized as paddy

sam and harry would say hello, but paddy would whisper yell to one of the brothers, "is that who tom calls his 'babylove'?"

both you and tom would just stand there, his jaw would drop and one of your eyebrows would raise up

and you'd turn to tom with a huge smile and just whisper "babylove?"and he'd blush even harder and be like "let me show you to your room!!!!!!!!!”

he'd bring you upstairs and into the guestroom so you could put your stuff up

then you'd follow him to his old room, and you'd sit on his bed and just have a look around while he piled his clothes into a hamper

hear me out

there would be little spider-man symbols across the wall, with some football flags strung up every so often

and you'd be like "you really weren't lying about your obsession with spidey, huh?"

and he'd come and sit beside you and shrug while looking at his old decorations

you'd lean in and give him a lil kiss on the cheek before saying "it's really cute, tom." and he'd immediately light up and become a shy baby

then you'd hear footsteps coming up the stairs, and you'd pull away from each other with cute little grins

sam would look in and be like "mom wants to know what ya want for dinner"

and tom would turn to you and be like "well?"

and you'd insist that he choose, since he hasn't been home in awhile

he'd say something he heard you talking about wanting to try

sam would leave and then you'd just nonchalantly grab tom's hand and follow sam down

once down there, you'd be met by the family, minus nikki and sam who would venture into the kitchen

you'd let go of tom's hand, and sit by paddy on the couch

little conversations would start up from dom

literally just things like "so tom said you can sing" and "tom said you guys met through a friend of yours?"

he wouldn't even have to ask you questions directly because tom has told them virtually everything because the boy was swoon as fuck

but after a little while of tom and the rest of the family in sight getting caught up, you decided to slip out of view yourself and join nikki and sam in the kitchen

a "hey sweetheart! whatcha need?" coming from nikki

but you'd be like "i just wanted to know if you guys wanted an extra hand?"

sam would be like "hell yea y/n knows how ta cook"

but nikki would be like "that's alright, it's our pleasure to treat a guest of tom's! thank you though, that's really sweet"

so you'd walk back into the living room after a few "are you sure?"'s

and dom would be like "kicked out of the kitchen?" with a small laugh

and you'd answer with "yeah. you holland's are stubborn."

which would definitely make tom pout, and your response would be to pat his cheek and say "pouting wont exclude you," followed with a quiet "babylove." while you dropped your hand

some time passed before nikki and sam returned, and nikki said dinner would be ready in about thirty minutes

those thirty minutes consisted of the family sharing embarrassing stories about tom

and him eventually hiding his red cheeks in the crook of your neck (sweet god)

soon, the timer went off and everyone made their way into the kitchen and got their plates

tbh i see the family taking all the seats around tom, so you'll get to sit in between dom and nikki

(i'd love that holy shit)

after dinner, you helped wash the dishes. that earned major brownie points from nikki and sam

it was getting kind of late, so the family suggested watching a movie or two together

oh my god tom would take you upstairs again and tell you to change into your pajamas because that was a tradition for movie night

wearing batman pajama bottoms knowing it would tease him

him refusing to let you go downstairs before changing into a pair of his spider-man bottoms

giving in once he gives you the puppy dog eyes while his forehead is pressed against yours

watching some sort of proper english movie because it was your first time visiting

angus, thongs and perfect snogging came into mind

harry loudly asking if you and tom ever snogged like that

cuddling with tom under a big blanket

when the family started to get a little drowsy, they decided to call it a night

everyone started to head upstairs, and you and tom did the same after grabbing a few snacks and some drinks

once in his room, you'd sit on his bed and just smirk at him until he'd ask what was up

and you'd immediately be like "what's up with this lovey dovey side of you? you usually act like a sarcastic shit around me"

he'd just look down and press his hand against the nape of his neck and mumble "i like you"

and you'd say "well i got that part awhile ago"

but he'd sit there for a few seconds, trying to think of a way to say what he had in mind. he finally sighed and spoke out to you, "i mean, i think i'm falling in love with you"

and you'd sit there with your lips parted, and your eyes darting back and forth between his

he'd start to blabber on about how it was just a strategy that he used because he didn't know how to show you how he really, truly felt

and you'd cut him off, and say "can i kiss you?"

and a few seconds of silence would take place before he would cup your cheeks and empty all the passion he held in his body out in one single kiss, while you would do the same

after you both pull away, he'd lower his hands and you'd both just sit and stare at each other

you'd raise your hand up and cup his cheek and rub your thumb across his cheekbone

eventually, you would say you're tired, and press a small kiss against his lips before getting up and heading for the door

"goodnight, thomas."

"goodnight, y/full/n."

shutting the door and doing a happy dance all the way to the guest room

it's sunday morning, and you couldn't get any more sleep in due to the kiss from the night before still swimming through your memory

finally deciding on getting up and cooking breakfast for everyone to return all the love you were given the day before

carefully sneaking down to the kitchen

taking a long ass time to find all the ingredients you initially needed (oils, other stuff)

googling measurement equals because what american knows european measurements off the tom of their head

deciding on making some fancy omelette roll ups you once had with your actor friend

taking so much time to make everything perfect

when you finished making the omelette's, along with some other sides, you would set everything out for easy serving, and then you would head upstairs again

since it was a sunday, everyone slept in

you'd gently knock on everyone's door, and say breakfast was waiting for them downstairs

but when you got to tom's door, you'd softly knock before heading on in

tom would be sleeping on the side of the bed that faced the window, and you would walk over to that side and crouch down

you would subconsciously lay your bent arm on the bed by toms face, and lay your head on your arm. you'd raise your free hand up to toy with a few loose curls while you looked over his features

he'd eventually wake up, and smile in a way that was really wide, but evidently tired

he would kiss your forehead and say "what a good way to wake up; an angel playing with my hair." you'd giggle really quietly and stand up while saying "c'mon, babylove. i've made breakfast."

and he'd pull you down onto the bed with him, and pepper little kisses against your shoulders, collarbones, neck, and cheeks before pressing a lingering kiss to your lips!!!

while he rested his forehead against yours, you decided to confess something you totally forgot to last night, "by the way," you'd say in a really soft voice while swiping a messy curl from his temple, "i think i'm falling in love with you, too."

#tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland fic #tom holland hc #tom holland list #tom holland imagine #tom holland one shot #tom holland blurb #sprydecreates th

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hyphypmic · 5 years

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love your blog dawg ! could we get some hcs of the bois at disneyland?

hewwo! here ya goooo!

Ichiro

he has to keep the young ones in check

In the end, it’s saburo keeping ichiro and jiro in check

Ichiro is honestly just so excited, but he really is watching out for his brothers and finds saburo’s sense of responsibility pretty cute, even if Ichiro knows the schedule already (he’s been to Disneyland enough times)

He wears either cosplay or a fucking nerd shirt, or he gies wild with the cosplay, like an accurate one or like an outfit inspired thing

He’s in it for the thrills and races his brothers everywhere

SPACE MOUNTAIN, but he would ride almost everything

If he’s in Disney Sea, he rides the Journey to the Center of the Earth and Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull 526629 times

He also likes taking pictures of his brothers and is that annoying gen Z with all the aesthetic pictures

Encourages Jiro and Saburo to take family pics at nice places and with the mascots

Oh and all the fucking march, yes of course he allows his brothers to shop till they drop at the Disney stores… but only buying one or two items for himself because he’s a big bro that way

Jiro

food. All of the food

He literally is a hungry male teenager, who lives on testosterone and memes, so he’ll really go out and eat

Mickey Mouse waffle? Turkey leg? Churros? Every flavour of ice cream? Every flavour of popcorn? Even the soy sauce one? You bet it!

He also dresses up because he be a nerd like that

He only does it though if Ichiro does it

He also teases and steals saburo’s maps while running away from their older brother who wants to go somewhere else as well

He also steals a little bit from around the place, well nothing major, a scrap of cloth here, a rock there… well nothing that would go noticed really

Secretly addicted to the Tsum tsums and leaves with at least five new ones

all buster bros will fight at the buzz lightyear astro blasters

They will fight honestly

His favourite ride is the Splash Mountain, mostly he because he can laugh at Saburo not wanting to get wet

Saburo

maps. Maps. just. Maps

Official time keeper

Like he knows all the times of the shows and of the parades and of the fireworks

He tries to keep a schedule, but ends up chasing Jiro and Ichiro everywhere

Buys the stuff toys

Already has a Duffy Bear, so he buys it clothes

He also brought it so he can take pictures with it and post them on instagram

He also loves pins because he likes putting them on his jacket or lanyard and actively barters for pins with the staff

The staff also give him stickers, not just because he’s a buster bro, but because he genuinely collects them

He would still ask for an autograph every time he would take a picture, and all his little autograph books have the dates on them so that he can remember when he went to Disneyland with his brothers

He also prints out the pictures they have in front of the castle, and has a compilation of them over the years

Favorite ride is probably the buzz lightyear ride with the guns

Samatoki

why the fuck is he even here

No just kidding, he tries to be edgy but he really isn’t? Like honestly???

He went here with Nemu once and she convinced him to wear a Mickey mouse headband, take a selfie with her in front of the castle, ride the fucking spinning teacups, IT’S A SMALL WORLD

He also was Nemu’s personal tripod, and he enjoyed it

He even gave suggestions on how to pose

He also loves the popcorn and would buy it at any given chance

When he went with Mad Trigger Crew (his excuse was to bring Riou), he was very excitable in a “cool way”

Like he would know the shortest routes and the best rides and strategies for lines

His favourite ride though is Tower of terror, because he’s secretly a sap for the stories

Nemu introduced him to the awesome hoodies, and he buys one every time he goes

He actually bought a Duffy Bear and Nemu bought him the Duffy scarf with the paws… he wears it

Jyuto

He’s gone on several dates to Disneyland and Disney Sea and he’s lowkey tired of it

But when Samatoki brings him to Disneyland, it’s an entirely new experience

The yakuza boss literally shows the two of them the best parts of Disneyland like he’s a fucking expert, and they don’t even have to pay extra to like skip the line because Samatoki fucking strategises

Jyuto actually enjoys Disneyland and has to play that cool guy that doesn’t actually enjoy

Though he’s actually a fucking sucker for all the shows really, and the rides… okay everything about Disney

Because he loves the childlike wonder that comes out of everyone when they’re at Disneyland because his childhood, and nearly everyone else’s in Hypmic wasn’t that awesome

He makes sure they don’t miss any of the shows, but Samatoki took care of that

Is the type to buy a watch or a necklace for himself

Riou

First time he went was with MTC on Samatoki’s insistence and he actually had fun

Of course, our favourite soldier is a bit NR, but you know, what do expect from such a harass

The thing is, he smiles a lot in Disneyland because it has that kind of magic

Samatoki actually convinces him to take a picture with mascots, in front of the castle, and at every possible place with the “picture spot” marked

Wicked at carnival games because he’s just strong and has good aim

Seriously, do you see him carrying around a bullseye stuffed toy and stuff

Has the highest score out of MTC in Buzz Lightyear, much to the cop’s and the yakuza’s dismay

Mostly NR during the thrill rides, but he grins at the expressions (especially Jyuto’s)

He also buys merch, but like the cooking merch, you know like the oven mitts… the pans… the moulds… the small little cute stuff

Seriously do you see him at his campfire cutting out Mickey shaped mountain lion patties?

Ramuda

Rides all the kiddie rides, like all of them, including the Dumbo one… and the carousel

And everything, he’s a literal child when it comes to it

Yes he brings his stuff toy around and takes pictures with it

Has those really really nice aesthetic pictures and like it would fit his Instagram theme

He also collects the stickers and really runs around like an energetic child, but he can very much take care of himself

He’d also drag Gentaro and Dice, and he’d really go full out kid

He’d take a picture with all the princesses and have a lot of shit on his clothes

He would be the type to have those headbands or those crowns or those character hats

Yes he would force Gentaro and Dice into it

Dice

Would eat all of the food, with Gentaro’s money because he’s broke

Yes Ramuda paid for their tickets because secretly Ramuda is fucking loaded

Is the dumbass that eats before a ride, but he also doesn’t throw up, much to no one��s surprise

He asks Gentaro the dumbest questions, like “how does the mascot breathe” not because he’s stupid, but because he’s partly in a food coma

He also gets super excited, like he doesn’t hide it because it’s like his first or second time inside and he gets to to both parks

He really goes all out when it comes to the rides and Gentaro really sees him light up so he indulges Dice with his food needs and clothes… especially the clothes

Favorite ride would be the tea cups because he can move really so fucking fast

Gentaro

Has to watch Dice because he knows Ramuda can take care of himself and basically enters a very peaceful headspace

But then he’s also the type to like disappear and hang around in the palace, take pictures, write poems, hang out with the princesses

He also hasn’t been to Disneyland before because like he didn’t really have the reason to, but he really enjoys

He loves the happiness he sees in children and adults and he thinks about it

He indulges dice in like buying stuff, but he buys himself like a snow globe or a statue

Oh or like a glass statue and he really likes the way it catches the light

And he wears his regular traditional clothes, so he too has really nice pictures in Disneyland with the flowers and shit, like the princess garden is his bitch

Jakurai

He’s very serene when he goes to Disneyland and would go with Matenrou

He isn’t the type to go alone because he believes it would be nice to spend time with friends or loved ones

One time he went with TDD and it was a fucking disaster, but a pretty fond memory all the same

If the entire hypmic is there, he will watch over

Which means being dragged to all the rides

Just imagine a tall ass doctor in the fucking magic carpet ride

It’s a fucking Small World (Thank u Hifumi)

He would genuinely enjoy the Winnie the Pooh ride (BECAUSE!! REASONS!!!)

Doppo

Mostly watching over Hifumi, and carrying all the stuff

But he has so much fun really

Except on the thrill rides

Well, he loves the train that goes around Disney and he takes pictures of the view

He also runs after Hifumi most of the time and genuinely panics because Hifumi is really like a fucking speed demon

Actually enjoys the shows because music is so awesome and he loves how like the sets work and all

Tries not to bump anyone and tries to give everyone personal space when they’re in line but you know

Hifumi

The biggest fucking puppy ever

Has the biggest budget for merch like in all honesty

He fucking buys stuff toys and all

Though he’s afraid of the princesses, Doppo buys him a crown and so he’s just prancing around in a dress shirt and his fancy slacks and honestly just looks like a very Disney person

Has the cutest pictures with the aesthetic food

He also jumps around and drags everyone on the rides

Don’t pair with Ramuda, they’re gonna fucking make everyone die

He can’t pick a favorite ride because he loves all of them

Might be the Disney poster boy

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ohalemalia · 5 years

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Taking Your Kid(s) to Disneyland

A/N: hi, i love children and i love disneyland, no one asked for this, but this is what you’re gettin’ lmao. not edited bc hello its me also this is looooooong. i got carried away. i said i LOVE children and i LOVE disneyland come on what did ya expect

ISAAC LAHEY

when you visit Disneyland for the first time you and Isaac definitely go out of your way to make your daughter the prettiest princess in the whole park

like, she gets a dress, a cute ballerina bun, little heels, glitter in her hair, a tiara, a scepter the whole nine yards

she’s super jazzed to meet all of her favorite princesses she doesn’t even care about the rides the first day

so you buy her an autograph book and a fancy pen

She holds the autograph to her chest, peering around the park anxiously for any princesses

“Daddy,” she pouts, “I don’t see any princesses.”

“They’ll be out soon sweetheart,” Isaac reassures her. “They’re all just having their morning tea,” You assure her with a smile.

After walking around for what seems like forever to your daughter, suddenly her face lights up and shrieks, “TIANA!” And bolts over to where the princess is getting off of the Mark Twain riverboat.

“Y/D/N!” Isaac yells after her before bolting after her, “Y/D/N! Wait!”

Y/D/N is first in line to meet the princess, a bright grin on her face

Isaac catches up to her, “You can’t just run off like that, Y/D/N.”

“But it’s Tiana, daddy,” Y/D/N says earnestly, not knowing that she’s done something wrong.

“I know,” Isaac frowns, “But there’s too many people here, I don’t want to lose you okay? Please, just stay with me and Mommy and I promise we’ll meet all of the princesses, okay?”

So you spend all day tracking down all of the princesses, but you don’t mind because you have a three day pass for the three of you

As you sit down for lunch, Y/D/N goes through her autograph book and points out all of the princesses’ signatures to Isaac who smiles softly at your daughter, his chin resting in his hand

“And that one is from Cinderella--”

“That’s the one with the big castle, right?”

“Noooooo, daddy,” Y/D/N cries out, exasperated, “That’s Sleeping Beauty’s castle! Cinderella has the glass slippers and the blue dress!”

“Oh,” Isaac says, “Sorry.”

You shake your head, “Come on, Isaac, you should know that.”

“Sorry!” Isaac apologizes again, “There’s so many of them. I’m trying to keep track.”

Y/D/N tugs on Isaac’s sleeve, trying to get her attention back on her autograph book, “Daddy, look.”

“I’m sorry, princess, I’m looking.”

In your daughter’s rush to meet the princesses, she drops part of her costume at multiple times, so Isaac is always behind her picking them up

So at one point he just has an arm full of accessories

As you head back to the trams to get to the parking garage, Isaac carries your worn out daughter in his arms. Her face is smushed against his chest, her tiara crooked and a light up Cinderella’s carriage bubble wand in her hand. The fireworks from the park echo in the distance as she mumbles, “This really is the happiest place on Earth.”

DEREK HALE

Your two kids take turns on Derek’s shoulders so they can see better

“I want that! That one too! Mom, Dad, can we get one of those?!”

Derek has a stern face as she checks the price of the Mickey Mouse plushy? “$40? For this?”

Your children pout up at him, trying to appeal to his soft side, “Pleaaaaaaase?”

Derek practically throws the two plushies on the counter, the woman rings them up. “Okay that’ll be $82.50. Are you an annual passholder?”

“No,” Derek replies gruffly. The woman nods and as Derek pulls his card out the woman starts bagging the plushies.

“Can we have them now? Please, dad?” Your daughter begs. Derek nods and takes the plushies and hands them to the kids. They exclaim in joy and run off.

You press a kiss to his cheek, “I’ll buy lunch.”

Your kids want to ride all the fast big rides and Derek is totally down

You have plenty of pictures of Derek with a bright grin on his face on various rides with the kids

While waiting in the line, the kids like to hang off of Derek’s arms, and to humor them, he lifts them up

“Again, dad! Do it again!”

He does it again and again like they requested

While your kids are trying to watch a parade, some grown adult comes and stands right in front of them, blocking their view

The kids come crying to Derek about this and he starts to walk over but you stop him

“Please, don’t go scaring anyone, it’s Disneyland.”

“I’m not going to scare him,” Derek tells you, “I’m just going to go talk to him.”

The guy seems to be tough, when Derek comes and taps him on the shoulder, she squares his shoulders. Derek leans forward, his hands behind his back and mutters something in the guy’s ear. Whatever he says makes the guy go white in the face and leave immediately.

Derek turns back to grin at you, the kids yelling cheers because Dad came to the rescue

You decide you’d rather not know what he said

Your kids spend the end of the day on each of your shoulders as you all watch the fireworks together

STILES STILINSKI

Stiles has spent weeks meticulously planning this trip. What you’re gonna do, what you’re gonna see, what you’re gonna eat, when you’re gonna eat, see and do it.

The kids (and Stiles) want to go to Tomorrowland first, naturally, since that’s where all the Star Wars stuff is

You ride Star Tours multiple times to get all five versions

The kids (and Stiles) also make their own custom light sabers

Stiles is honestly having the time of his life, but he won’t admit it because he’s an adult

You lean over as he’s debating on which handle to use for his light saber with a smile and whisper, “It’s really cute how into this you are.”

“What? No, no, this is for Y/C/N.”

“I already have mine, Dad,” Your daughter holds up the light saber she’s working on

“Did I say, Y/D/N? I meant Y/S/N.”

“I have one too,” Your son holds his up.

You smile at him, “Like I said, I think it’s cute.”

You run into some Storm Troopers, and Stiles is in awe.

“These are not the droids you are looking for,” Stiles quotes the movie as he waves his hand in the Storm Troopers face. He turns around to shoot you a goofy grin, but the Storm Troopers are not impressed.

“Clear the area, civilian. Move along. Nothing to see here.”

As the Storm Troopers walk away, Stiles is still pleased.

“So freaking cool.”

Best believe the kids (and Stiles) get some cool pics with different Star Wars characters

“Can I get this? Please?” Your daughter holds up a Disneyland sweater

Stiles takes a look at the price and sucks in a breath. He pulls out his wallet and counts his bills, “Alright, but it’s coming out of your college fund.”

“Daaaaad,” Your daughter whines.

“That’s fine! Who needs college anyway?” Your son snatches something off the shelf and books it to the counter.

“No, no--” Stiles goes after him, “No, college is very important!”

“Okay,” Stiles is going over his schedule for the eighth time, “It’s a forty minute wait for Indiana Jones, so if we go to Pirates which is 25 minutes we can--”

“Look!” Your daughter points to somewhere in the distance, “A parade! Look! Look! Look!”

She grabs your hand and drags you over to see the festivities closer, your son follows in suit. Stiles looks on in exasperation.

“‘What?” He holds his arms out to his sides, “Guys, no, no parade, the parade isn’t on the schedule!”

This happens a lot. The kids are wild ones, just like their dad and they have no regards for schedules

“Babe,” You shake your head, “Just let it go.”

“But,” Stiles pouts, “But my schedule, it was a good one.”

You pat his shoulder, “I know.”

“I worked hard on it.”

“I know.”

But you all manage to have a great day, and Stiles actually has more fun when he’s not stressing about The Schedule

Stiles and your son duel with their new light sabers while they wait for you and Y/D/N to get out of the bathroom

You also head to the California Adventure Park to meet all the Marvel characters.

Stiles stressing about how expensive everything is

So you buy things for the kids behind his back, literally

“Don’t tell dad,” You smile.

“I heard that!”

SCOTT MCCALL

Scott has packed a crap ton of food because he knows how expensive Disneyland food is and theme park food is in general

You two recently had a baby, so you two take turns on who has to stay behind while the other takes your older child on the rides

You all have Mickey mouse ears

Even the baby

You also have matching shirts (it makes finding each other easier)

Your child trying to find Scott whenever you’re on a ride and he’s waiting

“There he is! Dad!” Your child waves from your teacup.

“Honey, he can’t hear you.”

But of course Scott can. He looks up from the baby in his arms, smiles and waves.

“Take a picture of us!” Your child yells.

Scott does, he takes many pictures.

There’s some rides that your child is terrified of going on, but they don’t want to admit it.

Scott senses this and kneels down in front of your kid as they look up at the Guardians of the Galaxy ride in horror

“Everything okay?” He asks. Your child gulps, but nods.

As a chorus of screams erupts from the ride, Scott can see your kid is absolutely not okay. “You know, there’s a show that happens right over there.” Scott points to a place outside the ride where people have started gathering to wait for the show, “It’s a lot of fun. There’s dancing and I know you like dancing. We can watch that and then you afterwards if you still want to go on the ride, we will and if not, that’s totally okay too. Okay?”

Y/C/N gives Scott a slight smile and nods, “Okay.”

Your kid has a blast at the show and even gets to dance with Starlord and Gamora in front of everyone

They have so much fun that they forget about the ride all together.

“The line is too long anyway,” They say, happy with the Groot plushy they’ve gotten instead.

Your kid likes to hold hands with either you or Scott or both of you at the same time as you walk through the park

Scott makes your kid feel fearless (Scott has that effect on a lot of people) so they start to open up and ride more of the scary rides

Your child comes running of the ride with a bright grin on their face, “I did it, Dad!”

Scott scoops them up, spins them around and gives them a great big hug, “You did! I’m so proud of you!”

Staying until the park closes and Scott carrying Y/C/N on his back as you exit the park

“Did you have fun today?” You ask. Y/C/N nods.

“What was your favorite part?” Scott asks.

“Meeting the superheroes,” Y/C/N mumbles, “Well not all of them, because they weren’t all here today.”

“We’ll have to come back then,” You share a look with Scott.

“We don’t have to, because my favorite superheroes are always with me,” Y/C/N mutters.

“Yeah?” Scott asks, “Who are they?”

“You and Mom,” Y/C/N answers, “Duh.”

You and Scott share a look and smile at each other. Scott pats your child’s leg.

“We love you too.”

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