#que; the cat is asleep

[landograndprix]

「Feel the magic ๛ l.n」

part ix

✧.* while the fans question your friendship with Carlos, you and lando have never been better

✧.* they are my babies your honor 🥺 google translated spanish. this is a psa for the people who wanted to be on my taglist but never got tagged, i didn't forget or ignore you, I simply am unable to tag you and therefore removed you from the list feel free to ask me again so I can take a look at it. Taglist is open Love ya ❤️

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username oh..you're coming home with me 😻

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y/nluv how many cats did you see so far?

y/nusername at least one!

y/nluv that's so many!

Hannahh this is indeed heaven 😭

norry4 get dash, leo and lola a new sibling!!!

carlossainz55 saca los gatos de tu maleta (get the cats out of your suitcase)

y/nusername no puedes detenerme 😉 (you can't stop me)

carlossainz55 oh, puedo 😉 (oh, i can)

sharl16 just some shameless flirting in Spanish 💀

landorfour lando reading this 😐😐

yourfriend1 te convertirás en la loca de los gatos (you will become the crazy cat lady)

yourfriend2 ¿Cuantos te vas a llevar a casa? (how many are you going to take home with you?)

norrizz comments being hijacked by the spaniards 😭

cecilemoulin you're going to need a bigger house if you're going to adopt a bunch of cats.

landonorris we don't need another cat..

landoscar WE?! y'all live together already?

bott_ass c'mon dad, what's one more kid?

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y/nusername wedding season' 💍

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hamilt44n 100% sure the garland in the last picture was y/n her idea 😂

yourfriend1 same dick forever season

lan4lan so is Carlos going to be your date to this wedding?

julieeeexo I've been a wedding where I got put with a date I'd never met before, nothing special going on if Carlos does end up as her date..

lan4lan Carlos and y/n actually dated though, it's weird

julieeeexo and they've been exes for a while without any of us knowing I think they're good.

carlossainz55 don't cause any trouble

yourfriend2 sabes que ella es la mayor alborotadora 🤪 (you know she's the biggest troublemaker)

y/nusername Por supuesto que sí, ha vivido con ello durante años 😉 (of course he does, he has lived with it for years)

yourfriend2 ¡Eras mucho peor entonces, pero todos lo sabemos y lo amamos! (you were much worse back then but we all know and love it!)

carlandooo yall worried about this wedding and Carlos and y/n being each other's date meanwhile I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to survive the day I'm going to hear y/n speak spanish 🥵

landonorris it's hot for sure

carlandooo STOP ITT 😭

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landonorris let's gooo

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norry4 jesus...

mrsnorris my day's been blessed for sure 🥵

y/nusername y'all seeing this? 👀

norrizz we definitely see this bestie 😭

maxmaxmax afraid you have to share your man with all of us :((

sharl16 I'm not a lando girl I'm not a lando girl I'm not a lando girl I'm not a lando girl I'm not–

landofooooour 😍😍😍

y/nusername now the question is: where was my invite, where was my front row seat to all of this?

y/nlandoo girlie, you and I both know you wouldn't let that guy continue working out if you were there

y/nusername you right..

lan4lan everyone: still asleep and hungover after last night's party. Lando:

y/nusername jesus christ

landonorris stop it, you're making me blush

norrizz 😭 😭

norrislando lmfao y/n acting like she doesn't see this man half naked everyday 😭

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[marleyybluu]

Four and Counting

husband!Oscar Diaz x fem!black!reader

Word count: 4.4k (oops)

Warnings: everything is fluff, the cutest couple alive, another pregnancy, hints at abortion (but supportingly?), Oscar being the cutest fucking husband, self-indulgent asf cant lie like I want be in love like this

if i missed any lmk

AN: yall do not know how long this mf has been in my drafts omg I finally finished. This fic is just drowning in love. No smut 🤷🏾‍♀️. A bit rushed in certain places but it all fits pretty well in my opinion. this is not the end of the series but its like the end of the main chapters. there will be lore on the couple obvi, updates on the kids and the family as a whole bcus i am obsessed. hope yall enjoy.

You didn't know how it happened, you blinked and soon there were four. You had four kids running around your home filling it with innocent joy and laughter, and the occasional attitude. It was a full house and a busy life, but it could be enjoyable. You'd become a stay-at-home mom. At first, you weren't sure if you'd be able to manage, you loved your job a lot and worked extremely hard for it but with your growing family, your kids needed you more.

With Oscar opening a second restaurant you thought it'd be a good idea to bring up what's been gnawing away at you and he tells you that he's behind you no matter what path you choose. You put in your letter of resignation and bid your co-workers a teary-eyed farewell with promises to visit as much as they can. You had to admit it was a nice break, you didn't have to wake up as early, you weren't on your feet as much and the house was nice and quiet for a few hours when your children were either in school or at daycare. But then you had baby Rosie and your house had returned to a screaming, hollering mess.

She was a loud one and very expressive, babbled and cooed to anyone who would listen. "And then what happens after that?" You say laying next to her gently stroking her hair. She kicks her feet with excitement and responds in her usual baby language. "Oh my goodness." You respond. You could do this all day. You hated to admit it but you missed the baby stage so much and you were grateful for your little one. You'd been lounging around all day, only getting up to shower when she had fallen asleep and the occasional time when you needed to grab her bottle.

You pepper her chunky face in kisses and she squeals with happiness. "Que hermosa." You giggle. You two are so wrapped up in your world you don't even hear when the door unlocks and Oscar strolls in, he decides to check in on you since everything at the restaurant was going fine today. He notices the obvious vacancy of your presence downstairs and stumbles into the kitchen thinking you were feeding Rosie but he was wrong. He hears his baby's infamous noises from upstairs and smiles following the sweet noises. He creeps in on you two.

His head lolls to the side and rests on the door frame. He'd seen you like this many times (clearly) and it never got old. The way you lovingly interact with each child at any stage in their life, it was sweet to witness you give the same sweet eyes to Rafa at his big age as you did when he was a baby. Just a gentle reminder that he chose the right woman to marry, the best one to make a mother.

Rosie turns her little head and screams when her eyes land on her father. "Hola, mi corazoncito." He coos entering the room matching the same excitement as his baby which causes her to become even more riled up. He scoops her up and holds her in the air and all you can do is watch and grin like the Cheshire Cat. He brings her down and kisses her cheeks. "Cómo estás, mi mariposa?" He asks Rosie and she nuzzles her forehead in his cheek. Her nonverbal way of saying she missed him. Oscar takes his place next to you on the bed. "How are you, mama?"

You pucker your lips and he smiles dropping a kiss. You pout at how quick it was but quickly subsides when he gives you a forehead kiss. "I'm good. Sleepy. Hungry. Missing you."

"Missed you too, that's why I came home. And I brought some food from work."

You squinted. "Who cooked it?"

He chuckled. "Jason."

"Yes!" You fist pump. "Jason makes the best fucking food I swear."

Oscar's head seems to tilt even more, he's insulted by your statement but you smile sheepishly placing an encouraging hand on his shoulder. "Not as amazing as you do." He rolls his eyes and kisses your temple. Rosie babbles as her little reminder that she's still in the room. "No one forgot you chica" He affirms giving her some more smooches. "Let's go get mommy her food."

You sit up and stretch; some much-needed cracks are heard via your aching bones, and when your arms come down, you feel much looser and less tense than before. "It's okay, iré contigo." (I'll come with you.)

The three of you plop down the stairs and you part ways as Oscar heads to the kitchen while you shuffle to the living room and drop onto the couch, your lounging was short-lived when the doorbell rang. You huff getting back up on your feet. You swing the door open with a mean mug on your face until your eyes land on your mom and your features immediately soften.

"Hi, Mommy." You smile reaching out for her. "Hi sweetie, how are you?"

"I'm great," You pull her inside and close the door behind her. "What are you doing here?"

She shrugs off her jacket and hangs it up on the rack nearby, her shoes slip off her feet and she places those next to Spooky's on the mat. "Came to visit, figured you'd need some... company..." She trails off and— not so subtly— stretches out her neck to see if she can spot the baby. "Mhm." You say crossing your arms, you call bullshit.

"She's in the kitchen with Spooky."

And just like that, your mother leaves you in her dust. You hear her high-pitched, "Hiiiii GG's babyyyyy, helloooo." And you can't help but smile. Your mom always seemed to become happier with each grandchild you produced.

You begin to feel left out when you hear all the commotion in the kitchen so you decide to join them. Your daughter has your mom's nose in her small fist while your mom blows raspberries in her little tummy, she erupts with laughter and you catch a glimpse of Oscar with nothing but heart eyes for his baby girl. You sneak over to him and slide your arms around his abdomen, he drops his arm over your shoulder and draws you close. He plants a kiss on your head. The microwave beeps behind you signalling that whatever was in there had finished heating up. Your eyes widen when the aroma of cheese hit your senses. "Is that lasagna?"

He nodded. "Yeah. He made a little dish for you, told him you've been craving it lately."

You squeal with excitement as you take the hot dish out of the microwave, you set it on the counter and danced over to the drawers in hot search for a fork, your successful in finding one and greedily stick it inside the soft noodles that were jam packed with delicious ingredients. You take one bite and practically faint at the taste.

"Just needs one more thing." You think out loud, you hustle over to the pantry and grab a bag of barbecue chips, you snag a handful and crack them in your hand, sprinkling them on top. Oscar stands there... confused.

"Girl, what the hell is that?" Your mom asks equally appalled.

You shrug and take another bite. "It's good though." You muffle with a full mouth.

"I love you." Oscar sighs and you laugh at his adoration for anything you do, you blow him a kiss before taking another bite. You don't see it but your mom has her eye on you with a very interesting theory brewing in her head. Your husband's phone rings and he excuses himself to answer it leaving you alone with your mom and Rosie, who is quiet and happy on her grandmother's chest, her little eyes slowly closing with sleep.

You try your best not to make too much noise while you reach for more-

"Are you pregnant again?"

You nearly choke on your saliva at the ridiculous question. You quickly shake your head. "No!? Are you nuts? I just had her and she is the last one." You assure but your mom isn't believing it. "This little concoction says otherwise."

You roll your eyes. "I just... like pasta and chips... together."

It did sound ridiculous.

"Since when?"

"Like... a month ago..."

She sucks her teeth. "Mi amor, I'm telling you, I think you're pregnant."

This was insane, this was an insane conversation to be having. You were one hundred percent sure there was nothing and no one in your belly-- just the mere thought of having two under two was giving you the heebie-jeebies. "I'm just saying-"

You groan like the irritated teenager you once were, "Ay Mama, no más charlas de bebé, por favor." (No more baby talk, please.)

She agrees to ease off the topic but it remains in the back of her mind.

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Later that day after Oscar's gathered the others from school, you sneak out of the house to do some grocery shopping. It was a bit of time for yourself, a time when you didn't have to keep your eye on your tiny little humans. You go through the aisles for the essentials and when that's done you browse for treats and snacks for your kids (that you and Oscar will eventually munch on as well.)

You cautiously approach the next aisle that is stacked with condoms, contraceptives and pregnancy tests. You meant to move, your hands ready to push the cart forward but your feet are firmly planted on the floor. You sigh and turn in, quickly grabbing a box and dumping it in the cart as though it's not for you. "She better be fucking wrong." You mutter to yourself.

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With all kids fed, bathed and in bed before twelve it allows you to have the bathroom to yourself for a while. You wedge the knuckle of your index finger between your two rows of teeth, you stare at the box and sigh. "Please prove her wrong." You whisper to no one in particular. You pop open the box and rip open the wrapping of the test. One original and one digital. You sit on the toilet and do what you've done a hundred times, you pee on the sticks and set them aside until the timer goes off.

You clean yourself up and wash your hands, you know better than to just stand there and watch the sticks waiting for that fate-sealing answer but you go against yourself and stare. You're in a trance until there's a knock at the door, it startled you and you clutch your non-existent pearls for dear life. "Que?"

Oscar asks, "You good? Didn't need company tonight?" He's referring to your commonly shared showers which, now that you think about it, is probably one of the reasons you're in this predicament again!

"No, it's not that. I'm just..."

You huff and unlock the door swinging it open with displeasure on your face, your arms crossed as you nod over to the tests on the counter. His eyes follow your actions and pop out when he sees them. "How-"

"Mom said it was weird that I ate the lasagna like that."

He chuckled. "Didn't want to say anything." 

You whine saying, "It's not funny, I just thought it was a change in my palette or something, I mix random foods all the time. I-" You searched for every excuse you could find. Oscar's face softens at the worry in your voice. "I just had Rosie." You sigh sounding depleted. You turn your back to the tests when you hear that all too familiar sound. You squeeze your eyes shut, if you don't look you won't know the answer and you can go about your merry way. Your husband offers to look for you and leans over. You hear the quietest gasp he's ever uttered and you know. You spin around to look at them yourself.

Positive. Both of them show positive.

You look up at Spooky and he's already looking at you waiting for your reaction so he can curate his own. "How do you feel about it?"

You shrug. You truly didn't know, you didn't even have words. Your throat was dry. You pick up one of them and look at it. And you feel nothing. Empty. Just waiting for a sense of gratitude to come across and for some reason, you can't seem to produce it. You put the test down and leave.

Spooky's still standing there with his heart in the pit of his stomach. Maybe he should've listened to you, that two was enough, and then three and four. He's after you, right on your heels as you enter your bedroom. You sit on the bed and fall back onto the sheets, you cover your eyes and shake your head at yourself and him. "I just had Rosie." You repeat to yourself. And then it happens. A tear slips and as quick as you are to wipe it, he knows you like the back of his hand— your breathing gets choppy and choked, you sniffle. The bed dips beside you and the sound of the sheets ruffling as he lays down.

"Háblame." (Talk to me)

You take a deep breath. You can be honest. "I don't know how I feel. I'm not sad but I'm not happy. I just hoped Rosie would be a little older. They all have good age gaps and- Oh god, what if they don't want another sibling? And Rosie and I spend so much time together, they just got used to her-- Emilia was so clingy when I had her, she felt so left out and-and-"

Oscar presses his hand over your thigh. "Cariño. Respirar. Por favor.

You breathe shakily. "It's okay not to know how to feel. If this is not what you want... I'm here for you, your moms here... the kids are here. We have more than enough, Sí?"

You nod. He reaches over and pulls you into him, you rest your forehead on his chest while he rubs smooth circles on your back. "We have some time for you to think about it right? It's your world mi amor, we're just living in it. I got you no matter what."

"Spooky."

"Mhm."

"Thank you."

He smiles and kisses your head. "It's my job baby."

— — You'd been hiding your belly from everyone, even the kids. It was easy for the most part because you only wore baggy clothes and they made you look a little large anyway but then there were not so subtle signs— like the heavy breathing from doing just about anything, and your walk? Oh, your walk was not normal no matter how hard you tried. So you decide to come clean to your kids and other close family during a little gathering that Spooky's brother, Cesar, was hosting. Cesar was the only person who knew and you two asked if it'd be okay to announce it tonight.

He was fine with it, excited actually.

Your hands shake. You were cautious in deciding on having this baby, it took you a while to feel anything. At first, it was uncertainty, did you want another? Would you be crushed if you didn't have it?

But as the weeks passed you couldn't help but fall in love with the growth, the bigger you got the giddier you became. Modelling in front of the mirror any chance you got, and when all the kids were asleep you'd talk to your belly and giggle with every shift they made.

"Listo?"  He asks and you nod confidently. Oscar whistles over to Cesar giving him a thumbs up. Cesar turns down the music to gather everyone's attention. "I just want to thank everyone for coming out, it's been a while since we've all been in one place, right?"

The crowd mumbles in agreement. "But it's great to see everyone in good health and good spirits—" He raises his Corona bottle and the crowd follows with their drinks (including the kids and their juice boxes) "Salud." He smiles.

"Salud." The crowd repeats. You clear your throat and enthusiastically say, "Oh let me see if I can get a picture. Everyone gets in."

They shuffle into one pile as best they can, you grab your phone and hold it landscape, you press record and say, "Alright everybody in... great, now saaaay... Y/n and Spooky are having another babyyyy!"

There were collective gasps, the word "what!?" Being thrown around in every language. "Excuse me!?" Your mom hollers. You unbutton your cardigan and turn to the side having worn a tight dress on purpose. "Surpriiiiiise." You sing out.

"I FUCKING KNEW IT!" Jasmine screams stretching her arms out for you, you gasp and playfully smack her hand. "Not in front of my kids, puta!"

She tells you to shut up and hug her, your mom joins in and soon the children and in that moment it hits how loved and supported you are by everyone around you. This was your village and it was a damn good one too.

Oscar's friends dap him up and congratulate him. They hug you as well and whisper that they hope it's another girl. They loved spoiling your daughters. Anything they asked for the boys were sure to buy it no problema.

"Well, actually," You begin to say. "We know what we're having."

Rafa, your oldest comes up to you. "Is it a boy?" His eyes gloss over with the hope that you would say yes, he'd been hoping that Emilia (your third) was going to be a boy but he lucked out. You had an idea. You hunch over to match his eye level. "You see that cake over there." You whisper and he nods. "Papi and I were going to cut it, but I think you should get the first slice."

He shrugs and you walk him over to the white cream frosted cake. You and Oscar help him hold the knife and carefully slide the blade into the spongey treat making one incision and you help him make another. He pushes the knife under to take the slice out and plops it on his plate, he reaches for a fork when he looks down to see the inside was blue.

Nobody spoke. Nobody moved with the understanding this was his moment. He looks up at you. "You're having a boy!?"

You nod with tears spilling over and ruining your makeup. "I am."

He puts the plate down and hugs you tightly and that's when the crowd goes wild. "Thank you, Mommy." He sobs which makes you cry even more. "Oh, you're welcome sweetie."

— — Nine months had sped past you and it seemed as if it was just yesterday that you found out you were pregnant. Now, you lay on a hospital bed, covered over by a few blankets to help with post-partum shivers, your jaw rattling and fingers dancing involuntarily. But that wasn't your main focus.

Oscar hovered over you staring at the sleeping newborn in your arms. He made the cutest noises while he nuzzled against your chest. Your finger ghosts over his nose and he reacts by moving his head and sighing. "Are you sick of me already, mi hijo?(my son)" You joke nudging him with your nose. "You get used to her." Oscar chimes in and you suck your teeth hitting him as hard as you could. "Cállate culo."(Shut up, ass)

"Hitting me in front of my son?"

"And I'll do it again."

He smiles and leans down to kiss you. "You know I like you a little feisty, mami."

You sigh, so in love with your new baby, in love with your husband— just filled with overpouring affection. You can't stop staring at your new son and your husband couldn't stop gazing at either of you. He'd been in this room over and over and he swore up and down you made it look so easy, that you looked like a goddess bringing new air and life into this world. Even though you thought you looked like a monster from the swamp.

Oscar tells you in a loving tone. "You're doing an amazing job, seriously, you... you're just amazing."

You blink rapidly to keep tears from spilling over. When you met this man he was so rough and tough, such a brute that it seemed impossible to get him to even admit that he liked you, but under all that fake-cold persona, was the gentlest giant and the biggest sweetheart you'd ever met—a man who spreads nothing but positivity around you and your children.

"I'm so happy, I met you." He mutters. You were his wife, the mother of his children and his best friend rolled into one and that's all he wanted out of this life. You look up at him with glossy eyes. "I'm happy I met you too."

You share a kiss as a tear slips out, you just can't hold them back any longer. He kisses your forehead as his thumb swipes over your cheek. Your attention is drawn back to your son when he begins wiggling in your hold, you press your nose against his hair taking a whiff of that fresh baby smell. As you soak in the presence of your child, your husband's phone buzzes against the fabric of the diaper bag, he looks over and your mom's name catches his attention. He looks to you for some sort of permission and your brows furrow together. "It's okay."

He rushes over to answer, and just then your nurse walks in with a smile on her face. "Just came to check on mommy and baby." She announces.

"Ok... yeah, I'll meet you guys downstairs... bye." Oscar hangs up and looks over at you. "Your parents are here, with the kids. I'll just be back okay?"

"Mhm." You hum. He gives you a quick kiss before he speeds out of the room. The nurse smirks as she helps you adjust yourself into a somewhat comfortable sitting position, asking you if you'd like your son to be put back in the bassinet to which you respond yes and she gently takes him. "I apologize if this is forward but... I've seen a lot of couples in here and let me tell you, I've never seen anything like you two. He is so attentive."

You giggle. "Thank you. I just got really lucky with him."

A few minutes had passed and she had finished her check-up letting you know that she'd be back in a bit for another check-in. Once she left that's when your family, quietly, barged in. Oscar approaches you first with a sleeping Rosie in his arms and you happily reach for her and coddle her in your arms. Rafael, Elliana and Emilia gently charged over to you, shuffling off their shoes and finding their places on the bed with you. You greeted them as best as you could, with restricted movement all you could do was reach for their faces. Your parents and Oscar stand in the background of it all observing you in your motherly nature and Oscar can't fight the grin that has been plastered on his face since the day he met you.

"Baby." Emilia chimes in drawing everyone's attention to her now. "Yeah, mira, mommy had the baby."

Rafael seemed enamoured by the presence of his new sibling. He loved his sisters, you knew that, but by the looks of it-- this would be a special bond. "Rafa, would you like to hold him first?" Oscar asks.

He nodded eagerly and readied himself by sitting up straight and folding his arms. Oscar removes your son from his bassinet and carefully places him in Rafa's arms. The baby was a bit squirmy, upset that he'd been disturbed but with the soothing 'shhhh' from his mother's lips he settled down. Your two girls surround their brothers with curiosity.

Emilia giggles. "Hi, cutie."

"He's so tiny," Eliana mutters. Your parents finally make their way over to you after letting you have your moment with the kids. They congratulate you and your dad holds up a Chipotle bag and you beamed. "Thank you, this hospital food sucks." You whisper.

They attempted to take Rosie from you but you assured them it was fine, having missed her snuggles anyway. "Want me to feed you?" Your husband asks and you snicker shaking your head. "Está bien papito, I'll eat when I'm ready. But thank you."

— — After all the kids had their turn holding the baby their attention spans had turned to you and their father, telling you everything that had happened since you left the house.

"And then Ellie licked the cookie and put it back in my bowl," Rafa whines and you hold back a laugh. "Eliana you do not do that, that's gross."

She shrugs and nuzzles closer to her grandfather on the couch who is causing a ruckus with all his snoring. Your mom nudges him awake and he hits his famous line, "I'm not sleeping, I just closed my eyes."

"Think it's time for us to go." Your mom says. "Um.." Rafa chimes. "Is it okay if I stay?"

"I- yeah, I guess so." You answer. Oscar says that you'll keep Rosie since she has now found a new sleep space in his arms. Your mom carries a sleeping Emilia and your dad carries Eliana on his back. They say their goodbyes and are out the door.

— —

The room is so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Rafael had fallen asleep on the couch while Rosie, who'd only woken up to ear and fell back into slumber, lay under her older brother's arm. You sigh contently as you gaze at them.

"Did you ever think when we met at that laundromat, that we'd be here?" Oscar mumbled as he held your baby boy, tracing his finger along his little nose. You turn to him. You shrug.

"Maybe with one kid... two.... But not five." You joked. He chuckled.

"Did you?"

He nods. "I knew you were gonna be my girl from the moment I picked up that sexy red bra you dropped-"

"Spookyyyy." You gasped gently hitting his arm.

He laughs. "Que? Man, once I saw those cups I started barking."

"You are so fucking stupid."

He shrugs. "I know. But I'm stupid in love with you."

You playfully rolled your eyes at his corny, yet sweet, line.

"I'm stupid in love with you too."

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Jealous / Possessive Miguel

CW: Fluff, he’s a big kitty, very possessive

Miguel could get quite jealous if he saw you talking to someone else. If he knew the person it wouldn’t bother him that much, but strangers or people he didn’t like… it’s a different story.

Often times he would try to get close to you and get your attention away from them. He wanted your attention, he didn’t want your mind occupied with thoughts of this other person. The person not worthy of talking to his partner.

When you two go home he’s all over you. Strong arms around you as he guides you to the couch for some much needed cuddles. Much needed on his end… He loved putting his head on your chest, listening to your heart beat. He loved feeling so close to you, feeling like he was yours.

If you pet his hair he just might purr, his talons coming out then receding back in over and over like a cat making biscuits. He loved this, he loved falling asleep or spending hours cuddling like this. He loved knowing he was the only one that could be like this with you.

“Prometo que soy todo tuyo Miggy…” You whispered to him as he purred against her chest. That just made him purr louder.

“Mmm… Sí…” Is all be mumbled back, lost in the feeling of your fingers in his hair.

[xxrosapowerxx]

I NEED MORE OF CROW PHIL AND CAT MISSA 2

Entonces, los gatos ronronean, y los cuervos hacen arrullos cuando están en compañía de otros, especialmente sus parejas, es como el ronroneo de los gatos y mi cerebro está trabajando con esa idea

Así que… Para Missa la mejor parte del día despues de estar trabajando arduamente en su parque de diversiones es regresar a casa y poder acostarse en la cama junto a su querido esposo e hijos

Acostarse en esa cama nido y dormir al calor de las cálidas mantas y el calor corporal que emana su familia le quitaba todo el estrés que acumulo durante el día

Los gatos adoran dormir acompañados, pues al tener a alguien que los acompañe en un momento donde bajan la guardia y son vulnerables los hace sentir seguros

Phil sabe perfectamente esto y también sabe lo cansado que esta su marido, así que una vez que este se acomoda en las suaves mantas sin decir nada mas procede a pasar una amable mano por la espalda de su esposo acariciándola lentamente y deposita un dulce beso en su cabeza.

Una sonrisa suave se instala en su rostro cuando empieza a escuchar un suave ronroneo provenir de la garganta de Missa, así que aumenta sus caricias en su espalda con el fin de que el ronroneo también aumente.

Sin poder evitarlo un sonido similar empieza a sonar desde su propia garganta y cuando menos se da cuenta el sueño se apodera de él y finalmente ambos se duermen acompañados de los ronroneos y arrullos que emiten estando en compañía del otro, sonidos que expresan la felicidad y seguridad que sienten en compañía del otro

ENGLISH VERSION

So cats purr, and crows coo when they are in the company of others, especially their mates, it's like cats purring and my brain is working with that idea.

So… For Missa, the best part of the day after working hard at her amusement park is returning home and being able to lie in bed next to her beloved husband and children.

Lying in that trundle bed and sleeping in the warmth of the warm blankets and the body heat that her family emanates took away all the stress that she accumulated during the day.

Cats love to sleep with someone, because having someone with them at a time when they let their guard down and are vulnerable makes them feel safe.

Phil knows this perfectly and he also knows how tired his husband is, so once he settles into the soft blankets without saying anything else, he proceeds to run a gentle hand over his husband's back, slowly caressing it and placing a sweet kiss on his head.

A soft smile settles on hIS face as he begins to hear a soft purr coming from Missa's throat, so he increases his caressing of his back in order for the purr to increase as well.

Without being able to avoid it, a similar sound begins to sound from his own throat and when he least realizes it, sleep takes over and finally both fall asleep accompanied by the purrs and coos that they emit when in each other's company, sounds that express happiness and security they feel in each other's company

[danyvhell-writes]

General Ais headcanons (Touchstarved)

GN reader | The obsession with this game is real guys :') I can't get away

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• Cat boyfriend like, bro will fall asleep on you (your chest, lap...) but if you dare to move just a little tiny bit the magic is over ! He will wake up instantly and go somewhere else to take a nap :')

• He's not gonna tell you but he likes when you touch his hair. Caress him, touch his horns, ruffle his hair even ! He's down for it and the moment you discover his little secret he'll give you endless opportunities to do so

• ↑ Scratch his head, please. Weak spot is right at the junction of his back horns, tug softly on his hair and the boy will melt.

• Ais is a man of few words but he really enjoys talking with you. Most of the time he'll annoy you just as an excuse to interact with you so you can start talking with him (and 99% of the time it works). He finds your little conversations entertaining and relaxing somehow.

• Btw, this guy will listen to you rambling. Talk about your latest obsession, stuff you like, things that seem unimportant : he will listen. He's curious to know more and especially if it's related to your fascinating person. Sometimes he'll just sit next to you and lean in your space just to have a better hearing of what you're saying. It might feel like you're monopolising the conversation but no no, he'll respond with snarky comments, laugh if you say something funny or ask you to keep going with your story. And also, he really likes your voice so...

• You remember when he said "I got eyes in the back of my head." ? (something like that) Well yeah ! His eyes are on you, always. His gaze will follow you wherever you are, with or without him. I'm sure this man uses the Groupmind to spy on MC ! Like bro come on, stop crushing this hard.

• If you have pets, they're not yours anymore. He WILL adopt them. Could be any animal or magic creature really, he will offer them absolute love in just two seconds. "Oh, this is my cat ! Her name's Nori, you can pet her if you want, she's super friendly." *pets her* "Oh yes you are !" *lifts her up so he can take her in his arms like a baby*  "Look at you, you're gorgeous. Such pretty eyes, cute little face, kitty kitty~ !" 

• He loves seeing you close to his soulless but he's also a tiny bit jealous to see that you sometimes prefer Princess' company rather than his. He'd be like "Uh hello I can do tricks too if that's what you like ??"

• He likes tea. That's it. That's the headcanon. No more seriously... I feel like he could be a tea amateur and genuinely enjoys a good cup of tea. If you don't know alot about it, he'll teach you the different types, how to infuse them correctly, what dishes you can pair them up with ! Want to learn how to make a real exquisite matcha tea ? He'll show you with much pride ! 

• ↑ Chit chat with him around some tea he made and he's yours. Bonus point if you ask for more. Extra bonus point if you're able to guess which tea it is.

• Has a special cup he keeps just for you when you visit him. He remembers your favourite drink and makes sure to always have a bottle/the ingredients when you come.

• If Ais is an oni, he might be japanese, so, this man speaks japanese. Most people think that because of his appearance he'd be super rude but oh no no no, the boy is polite. People assume he'd use 'ore' but nah ah, full 'watashi' user over here. You know that thing when your voice and demeanor changes a little when you switch languages ? That's him. His voice tends to go softer when he speaks japanese, he doesn't even realize.

• We know he likes learning about new languages, teach him some stuff. Of course he'll remember the curse words & insults quickly but pet names and romantic nouns are his favourites. If you're polyglot, show off a little, he likes it. Talk in your native tongue, even if he doesn't get anything at first, he will crush even harder. "Eh t'savais que les girafes avaient le même nombre de vertèbres que nous ? C'est juste qu'elles sont plus longues. C'est ouf ça !" "You make French sound so attractive and I'm sure you're not even saying anything particularly sexy..." "Yep !" "God, I want them so bad." he thinks

• After some time, you'd both start to naturally use words or phrases you've taught each other/you've heard from each other. He'd flex on you just to show how much of a fast learner he is, he wants to see you proud of him.

• Cracks his joints. A lot. Also stretches a lot.

• That guy who asks you to pull on his arms or whatever to help him stretch as hard as possible. "More." "What do you mean more ? I'm gonna break your bones !" "I said more, I"m not fragile you know." until you hear a big 'pop' and he sighs with contentment.

• If you burp in front of him, he'll make it a competition. "You think this is a big one ? Oh sparrow... you're a little player." And then proceeds to traumatize you for the next decade. "Do you have the fucking devil in you ???" "Nope, just my friend Ocudeus. He's gross, I know >:)"

• Traces small patterns along your skin when he's bored. He's really gentle when it comes to touching you.

• That type of guy who's obsessed with your hair, especially if it has a different texture than his. You could be doing anything and this bastard (affectionate) will twirl your hair, put clips in it, try hairstyles if you let him. He'll let you do the same to him if you want ! Go on, have fun with your new doll lmao

• Give him the silliest clothes and accessories, he will wear them. The bimboest crop top ? Yeah cool. Bat hair clips ? Cute. 

• Would joke about eating you to scare you but strangely you're always the one ending up biting him ! (not that he minds)

• 100% asks you if you want to fight. Like not in a threatening way but to test you out, he wants to see if you can handle a little sparring. 

• If you're someone who enjoys working out, he proposes to train with you. It sometimes follows to some sparring which might end up with you guys kissing... weird uh

• Has a particularly good memory. He remembers things that even yourself forgot, like really he’s your second brain (and often you’re glad). Everytime you’re asking him “How do you even remember that tf ??” and he’s just “Don’t know 🤷🏻‍♂️“

• You're the type of person who calls any guy 'bro' ? No prob, he finds it funny. He's not offended in the slightest and even actually likes it, he knows it's a language tic. Would definitely send you this type of dumb shit ouezghfoez 😭

• He can be a little chaotic sometimes but you like it. After all he’s a demon, he likes joking and pranking so even better if you join him in his mischievous activities hehe. You guys would do the silliest stuff and try not to burst out laughing. Evil ones, evil.          

• Does that cute thing where he leans in close to you when you’re watching something and follows your gaze. He’s just a curious lil guy !

[lovethetasteofnothing]

Halloween headcanons - TF 141 + Valeria + Farah

includes: valeria garza, farah karim, kate laswell, simon "ghost" riley, captain john price, johnny "soap" mactavish, kyle "gaz" garrick

gn!reader, except for Laswell x fem!reader (argue w the wall), female pet names

warnings: horny behaviour if you squint, like very little; mentioned consumption of alcohol; mentions of violence (light); the rest is pure fluff

word count: 2.4k words, roughly 350 per character

Valeria Garza

you asked her to go Halloween shopping since you wanted to decorate

got everything you laid eyes on

you had to stop her from buying three plastic skeletons because you joked about having an army of them in your backyard as decorations

she'll use her enemies bodies instead

doesn't let you put out candy on the porch, the last thing she needs is little kids coming up to her door and being loud

buys you bags of candy instead

regrets it because you get a sugar rush after eating a whole bowl

now she has a hyperactive toddler running around, spewing out random facts she found on YouTube

would make you try Mexican candy, definitely sneaks something spicy in there if your spice tolerance isn't high

"Que pasa? Can't handle the heat, muñequita?"

you hold a grudge for the rest of the night (she'll make you forget about it when she gets you in bed dw)

refuses to dress up, will punish you if you try and get a costume on her

will fold if you ask her to have matching costumes with her, still won't do it because she's "a grown woman"

takes candid photos of you in your cute little costume tho, she'll probably make one of them her background if she figures out how to

forces her men to dress up in whatever you want just to entertain you, they don't dare complain about it

the guards at your door are now dressed in Eminem and Christina Aguilera (don't ask me why)

will force you to have a scary movie marathon with her

laughs at you when you get scared and cling to her, literally calls you a crybaby and bullies you for being a scaredy cat

will snuggle you and kiss your forehead afterwards

"it's okay, mi vida, I'll protect you"

ordered her personal chef to make you Halloween themed cookies

practically folds when she sees your reaction

you get another sugar rush and she regrets everything (worth seeing your cute face and hearing your happy squeal)

Farah Karim

will plan your matching couple costumes since june

helps you thrift/craft yours and constantly compliments how you look in it

would definitely buy a ton of candy to give out to little kids trick-or-treating

is so happy when she sees their little costumes, practically heals her inner child

she has baby fever now, you have to remind her she can't get you pregnant

is searching up adoption details at 3 am after you fall asleep

helps you decorate, would definitely let you decorate since August just to see your cute face light up

adds more decorations every time she sees something you'd like and buys it

you made her watch Halloween movies with you

she judges everyone's decisions and logic

starts spewing an escape plan 5 times better and doesn't stop until she finishes it

is confused when you flinch at the scary scenes since she had seen it coming from a mile away

not surprised when you try to make sweet treats but you pull out questionable goop out of the oven

"i told you that's too much butter"

helps (pushes you to the side and only lets you crack an egg) you make an edible batch instead

lets you decorate them, you manage to make two piping bags explode before she takes over again

she hides the cookies before you get a sugar rush and/or a tummy ache

is confused as to how you found them and got both a sugar rush and a tummy ache

scolds you like a mom before taking care of you

you fall asleep in her arms on the couch, Friday the 13th playing in the background

she tucks you in bed and kisses your forehead before going to look up how to adopt a devil child

Kate Laswell x fem!reader

isn't the biggest fan of Halloween but she'd play along with you, she just wants to see you enjoying yourself

mom!Laswell would dress up at your request so you guys can have family costumes, melts at how cute you and your kid/s look together

but if it is just you and her she'd refuse

similar to Valeria, she says she's too old to dress up in silly costumes

the slightest hint of a smirk on her lips if you decided to wear a sexy costume before she rolls her eyes

proud mom smile while she takes candids of you in your cute little outfit, handing out candy to kids

so concerned when she hears about carving pumpkins

keeps a very very sharp eye on you, she doesn't want to go to the ER on halloween

helps you out when you get stuck, groans and pushes through if she starts struggling with it too

a sigh of relief leaves her lips when you finish your arts and crafts project

"it looks scary, darling" no it doesn't, but who is she to tell you that and ruin your fun

pulls out the old decorations box from the attic and helps you buy new stuff too, makes the plan on how to decorate

brings you to the halloween themed party TF 141 is holding so you can be chaotic with them while she drinks with Price

if she doesn't feel like it she'd just stay at home with you, watching you hand out candy to kids and cracking little jokes

her heart melts

refuses to let you watch horror movies, the last time you did she had to sing you a lullaby until you fell asleep

every day for a week; she also had to buy a night light because you got a random fear of the dark afterwards

you made her check the closet too

also limits your candy intake, would steal a few from your pile every once in a while and shrug when you frowned at her

candy corn enjoyer, also licorice fan

has you wrapped up in her arms, a blanket over the both of you while she tells you scary stories/ stories from her missions instead

Simon "Ghost" Riley

doesn't need a costume, he's dressing up as himself, the mask is scary enough as is

or he'd just take off the mask and say he's dressed up as Simon Riley, you call him a party pooper

you dress up as him just because you can

doesn't know if he should be upset or flattered, he's crying in his head at how cute you look with his oversized clothes and old balaclava

that's now his favorite balaclava

swaps out his mask for a balaclava so you guys can call yourselves Ghost Team

stares at you when you carve pumpkins with his throwing knives, you're lucky you're his favorite person

pries them out of your hands before you dull the blades and he has to work with oddly shaped spoons on missions

stands concerningly still on the porch and scares little kids when they come to knock on your door (like those decorations that move yk)

lets you hand out candy and coo at the little kids while he watches from the hallway (he thinks he's sneaky, he's not)

he now too has baby fever

will not mention it but you can notice him inching closer until he stands right behind you while you give out the candy, his hand wrapped around your waist

you both finish the leftover candy while watching scary movies

he feels like a little kid again, would never fess up about it being healing for him

picks out your favorite candy and gives it to you subtly, literally just makes a little pile of it in the middle while he eats the rest

would complain about you decorating since the beginning of september

has beef with a random skeleton you put up

"he's looking at me funny, luv"

picks you up while you decorate and can't reach a spot

he'd deal with the electrical decorations for you

you make him try a pumpkin spice latte

he tries so hard to be nice about it before saying he had enough sugar for the whole year

"this is milk and sugar with an idea of what coffee is supposed to be like"

cleans up the candy wrappers after you crash, takes a sneaky picture of you sleeping with his balaclava on

takes it off gently because you'd manage to suffocate in it, before tucking you in

Captain John Price

rakes up the leaves in the yard while you decorate the outside

he has to do it again because you insist on jumping in the piles and destroying his hard work

makes you help him gather the leaves again "to teach you a lesson", you never learn

picks the leaves out of your hair and dusts you off (all smiley when he notices you were wearing his flannel jacket)

doesn't want to dress up so you say that he's already wearing a capybara costume everyday

you have to explain what a capybara is

proud dad face when he sees you wearing your costume

makes you do a twirl and takes so many pictures of you so he can keep them and look at them when on mission

helps you hand out candy to the little demons

gets upset when a kid calls him 'grandpa', you have to spend at least 15 minutes telling him that he's a dilf not that old and still very attractive

dad face™ when he sees you giggling and playing around with the little kids, needs one of his own with you now

kinda sad that his job makes it so hard for him to have a cute little family with you

falls asleep on the couch while you give out candy, probably sitting up too, a bowl of candy in his lap

plays it off by saying he was just taking a little rest, you call him 'grandpa' again to tease him

doesn't notice you had been stealing candy throughout the whole night, managing to eat about an entire bag by the end of the day

holds you in his arms and tries to contain your sugar rush

you kick him where the sun don't rise on accident and that's when he lets you get your wiggles out, poor pop

you apologize by bringing him a drink and cuddling him for the rest of the night, consistently saying "sorry" every five minutes or so

"it's alright, darlin' "

you offer to share the leftover candy with him as a peace offering, pop is now a puddle

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

definitely has a dorky costume and makes you match with him

you and him have a competition about who has the better costume, he only lets you win because you're cute

still thinks his is better but he wants cuddles tonight and can't risk it

finds dumb decorations when you go shopping with him and when you tell him to put them back he sneaks them into the basket like a little kid

you wake up with the decorations in front of your eyes at the cash register and have to pay for them now

he insists on coming up with the most horrendous decorating schemes ever known to man, you follow some of them because he's sulking atp

tries to convince you to have some kind of small explosion "for effect", you turn it down because you don't want to get sued

frowns when kids get his costume wrong, chases them (playfully ofc) around to teach them a lesson

definitely scares you with every occasion he gets, you'd literally turn the corner and he'd just jump at you

you make him watch the actually scary movies because you're a horror enthusiast

"pff i've seen worse on the field" before clinging to your arm like the scaredy cat he is

carves pumpkins with you, oddly skilled at it

he helps you when your knife gets stuck in the pumpkin and your hand hurts from trying to dislodge it

blows up his pumpkin afterwards

takes couple pics with you, the sillier the better. they're his lockscreen now, will brag about them when he goes back to work

he'd try and go trick or treating before you tell him he's too old to do that

you spend the rest of the night on the couch, finishing off the leftover candy, the both of you hyperactive

would fight you because he likes the same candy as you, he wins and steals all of it

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

you make him dress up as spider man (that one mission in MW 2019), he's on board after a bit of convincing

only accepts because you promise to be his MJ

does the spider man kiss thing with you and takes pics, definitely brags about how easy it is for him to hang like that after all of those heli crashes

does whatever TikTok trend is popular at that time with you, tries to get it perfect so you can show it off to your friends afterwards

helps you choose decorations when you're being indecisive, also buys little things he thinks you'd like to add in the meantime

he'd 100% untangle the string lights while you put them up (also keeping an eye on the chair you're standing on so you don't fall)

you do actually lose your balance but he's quick on his feet and catches you, the most cocky smirk on his lips while you're blushing and your heart is beating so fast it might explode

he'd scare you too, just so he can make fun of you. also pulls random pranks on you and hides the decorations just so you can whine and complain to him

"I told you to stop being such a ditz, love" with the most loverboy grin on his face

you send him on a last minute errand to buy candy because the two of you only got your favorite kinds and you decided to hoard them for later

compliant boy, also buys you a fall themed drink on his way back

his hand is constantly around your waist or around your shoulders while handing out candy

would ask kids what they're dressed up as and gives the ones with cool costumes extra candy

you scold him for being unfair

you both decided to do a childhood halloween movie marathon, makes you feel like you're a little kid again

trades candy with you, tries to bribe you with cuddles to give him more of yours

cuddlebug!gaz who lets you fall asleep on his lap while he watches the rest of the movie (he stole the rest of your candy, your fault for letting your guard down)

[kitkatscabinet]

Stemming from your expansion on older sister!reader to aegon. The end where they're all happy, i feel like gives room for yandere Targaryen household. Like now it's no longer just aegon who is keen on keeping her at home but they all are now, no one wants her gone. Also just imagine someone from the North like a jon snow type person comes and reader starts to feel a little something something for him and maybe they even end up falling asleep one night somewhere together and aegon looses his absolute shit and the rest of the house worries about you leaving to the north of all places, que you being on lockdown while they either send the man away or kill him.

Things don’t fully spiral until Daemon returns to court then it’s all over. There is no taming the beast that he brings out in everyone.

The members of the targ clan have learned to happily share with each other even if certain people demand more time than others. Aegon only truly has an interest in you and has reluctantly grown fond of his nephews.

Daemon and Alicent have to learn to share Rhaenyra even as Aemond plots the murder of the man infringing on his two mums.

Helaena and Lucerys are the most chill by far and they don’t particularly care who the rest of their family spend time with unless someone is upset. Though Helaena defs puts spiders in the beds of ladies that look at her newly betrothed for too long.

Daemon, Aegon and Alicent are the worst by a fucking landslide.

Daemon just wants chaos, Rhaenyra and a relationship with his family. Even if that little fucker with the big dragon won’t stop trying to kill him. For that Aemond is actually one of his favourites to mess with but lord forbid anybody else teases his little nephew. Heads will roll.

Alicent is like the wolf in sheep’s clothing. She’s freakishly possessive with EVERYONE, and with Daemon whispering in her ear like a demon she’s the most dangerous too. Anybody that dares to say anything hurtful about her new wife/wife’s new husband/kids/nephews/nieces ends up with a ruined reputation and a painful death.

Once Aegon gets married to you he becomes infinitely worse. He won’t even let you pee alone, he’s like a cat that will stick its paws under the door and scream if you forget him. But while he’s loudly possessive and very obvious in his anger he’s not very good at manipulating anyone other than you.

So when some honourable stuff lord from the north does arrive and captures your attention with chivalry and pretty stories he almost murders him in plain sight. Daemon and Alicent have to reign him in, and suddenly the entirety of the Targaryen family refuse to let you from their sight. They spread nasty rumours, threaten family members, poison, steal you name it. The more politically savvy members will slyly dispose of the threat to you and Aegons happiness.

[coolbeesbro]

Sinners and Fallen Saints Update!

I was originally planning to have chapter 6 uploaded by last night, but it ended up being much longer than I expected (almost at 5000 words right now) and I'm only about 1/2-2/3 of the way through! I'm hoping to have it done and posted some time this week though! Until then, here's a small excerpt!

Chapter Title: Old Man Yaoi? Niffty No.

Consciousness came to Lucifer slowly; curled up in a space that wasn’t his large and luxurious bed, head resting at an uncomfortable angle on something stiff and solid. Slowley, he blinked his eyes open and let out a large, sleepy yawn. 

This wasn’t his room, and this wasn’t a bed he was sleeping on. The King of Hell let out a miserable groan as he shifted in the armchair he didn’t remember falling asleep in; his fingers gripping a plush red throw blanket as he pulled it further around himself and curled up tighter, face now buried against the back of the chair. It didn’t matter that this was the most uncomfortable place he’d probably ever slept in, he just wanted 5 more minutes. 

Somewhere through the few hours he’d been asleep in Alastor’s strange sitting room, he’d managed to get tangled in his robe; which in turn bunched up his pajama shirt around his chest and armpits. Between the 3 layers of fabric, his body was warm and uncomfortably clammy. Every part of this situation was not ideal; leaving Lucifer to wonder what he was doing with his life. 

Bits and pieces of his conversation with Alastor last night were coming to him; and muddled with the delirium of exhaustion and the vague memory of the dream he had, he was questioning what was and wasn’t said.

Did Alastor tell him he was a vegetarian, and wanted to open up Hell’s first ever fully vegetarian Cat Cafe? There was this cookbook he pulled out of who knows where, full of vegetarian based recipes passed down from his grandfather to his father, then to him? A family tradition full of veggie frittatas and cranberry walnut pancakes?

Wait no, Alastor hated his dad, so the Cat Cafe was definitely a dream. Which was a bit of a relief because Lucifer didn’t want to debate the ethics of feeding cats a vegetarian diet. 

Oh and also Alastor ate people, so that might have been his first que to the authenticity of the idea. Definitely nothing vegetarian about that. 

Lucifer had to consciously stop himself from snickering at the thought that Alastor would be anything but a psychopath. The guy had a hotel resident fully bound to a chair last night for an interrogation. Even going so far as to play light jazz music for some sort of serial killer ambiance. But then again,  Lucifer was also a participant of the incident, so what did that make him?

Damn.

The King of Hell cracked his eyes open once more, training them on the red cretonne upholstery his face was pressed up against. He used the knuckle of his pointer finger to trace over the dips and loops of the gold flowery pattern, the smooth embroidered design feeling ever so slightly different from the rest of the thick fabric. Doing anything and everything but getting up and going to his own room to get ready for the day. 

His ears picked up the sound of a door opening from up above, followed by heeled shoes coming down steps, making Lucifer still his movements. 

“Ok you’ve been out long enough.” Alastor chastised under his breath as he approached the chair the King of Hell was curled up on. The lights in the room flipped on, assaulting his tired eyes with bright warm orange light, “Come on, up up up.” Alastor commanded, clapping his hands loudly.

“Nooo…” Lucifer’s voice was muffled against the back of the seat.

“No whining like a child.” Alastor’s said as the radio on the bookshelf next to him turned on, and Katie Killjoy’s sarcastic voice began to prattle through the crackly speakers:

“—gas station caught fire due to the negligence of a dickhead smoking at the pump. Local crackhead, Morison Morris, says he was there just getting a .98$ coffee at the time of the event.”

“I guess you could say his morning was off to an explosive start!”

“Shut the fuck up Tom—”

Irritably, Lucifer peered over the armrest at the radio and grumbled, “Please stop.” And the radio did just that. Thank you Alastor for the fun new power he held.

“Oh and I bet you think you’re rather cheeky.” Alastor said in a mock-congratulatory tone, “But really, it's 7:30am and Charlie expects us down at 8am sharp for the start of today's activities.”

Lucifer let out a long, tired sigh, “Just 5 more minutes.” He complained, not really registering the words coming out of Alastor’s mouth.

“As flattered as I am that you seem to be so dedicated to staying in my room, you need to get up and go to your own to get ready.”

“Fine fine, I’m up.” He grumbled miserably as he righted himself,  “When did I even fall asleep?” 

“Some time around 4:13am, I believe. Mid sentence you passed out, I was very impressed.” Alastor went on as he watched Lucifer close his eyes and slouch back in the chair, the King of Hell frowning deeply. Alastor walked over to chair Lucifer was still seated miserably in and took the plush red throw blanket off him in one fell swoop, all but pulling Lucifer off the chair and stumbling on his feet, “You now have less than 25 minutes to get to your room, get dressed and be down in the lounge before Charlie starts the day off without you.” He stated as he folded up the blanket and set it on the other seat.

It finally registered in his brain how little time he actually had, Lucifer frantically searched for his slippers— “They’re by the door, now shoo.” Alastor grabbed the shorter man by the shoulders and pushed him in the right direction.

Lucifer jammed his feet into the slippers before swinging open the door to make his leave; and as he dead-sprinted down the hall, he didn’t notice their resident housekeeper by Alastor’s door inspecting the fresh new claw marks carved into the carpet. Niffty, however, noticed him running and completely disheveled in his nightwhere. 

Her interest in the claw marks dragging back to Alastor’s door was now gone, and in its place grew gleeful speculation over what Lucifer was doing spending the night with Alastor. As her large red and yellow eye watched the King of Hell stumble over his slippers, almost face planting in the hallway before catching himself again and continuing his sprint, she let out a devious giggle before running back down the other way and crawling into an open air vent she’d scurried out of originally. Her quickest form of transportation.

[cadeloverforever]

Another headcon of Geras because THERE IS NOTHING ABOUT HIM 😭, tomorrow or there I may do one of Liu kang!, I want to do a one shot of any character but I really suck at this! (El mismo headcon en español está en esta misma publicación!)

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GERAS HEADCON!

«» Geras literally never approached you, but it's not because he didn't like you, it's just out of pity, yeah, can you imagine? He tried to approach you through Liu Kang, making Liu Kang say Geras name in front of you

«» Geras listened to every story or thing that had happened to you, although of course he already knew what had happened to you, he still listened to you because he loves to listen to you, your voice is like music for him

«»Sometimes when you are busy with something for a long time he will approach you like a cat looking for affection or not to stress too much in what you are doing

«»If you are sad about anything that has happened to you, either before or that same day, Geras will hug you and ask you in a calm tone what is happening. If you don't want to talk, He will accept that and hold you until you stop feeling that way.

«» Sometimes Geras cooks for you and you also cook for him, but the best thing is when the two of you cook together, make cakes or simply easy-to-follow recipes, they almost always turn out well, Once the two of them forgot that they were cooking and remembered when the pot gave off smoke.

«» Almost always he wakes up first, you two have a competition of who wakes up first and almost always the winner is him, although sometimes he lets you win by pretending to be asleep

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Versión en español!, puede que hoy o mañana haga un headcon de Liu kang quiero hacer un one shot pero realmente apesto en esto!

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Geras headcon!

«» Geras literalmente nunca se acercó a ti, pero no es porque no le agradaras, es solo por vergüenza, sí, ¿te imaginas? Intentó acercarse a ti a través de Liu Kang, haciendo que Liu Kang dijera el nombre de Geras frente a ti.

«» Geras escuchó cada historia o cosa que te había pasado, aunque claro ya sabía lo que te había pasado, igual te escuchó porque le encanta escucharte, tu voz es música para el.

«»A veces cuando estás ocupado con algo por mucho tiempo él se acercará a ti como un gato buscando cariño o que tu no te estreses demasiado en lo que estás haciendo.

«»A veces Geras cocina para ti y tú también cocinas para él, pero lo mejor es que cuando cocináis los dos juntos, hacéis tartas o simplemente recetas fáciles de seguir, casi siempre salen bien, una vez los dos se olvidaron que estaban cocinando y lo recordaron cuando la olla desprendía humo.

«»Si estás triste por cualquier cosa que te haya pasado, ya sea antes o ese mismo día, Geras te abrazará y te preguntará en tono tranquilo qué está pasando. Si no quieres hablar, Él lo aceptará y te abrazara hasta que dejes de sentirte así.

«»Casi siempre se despierta primero, ustedes dos tienen una competencia de quién se despierta primero y casi siempre el ganador es él, aunque a veces te deja ganar haciéndose pasar por dormido

[enchantedchocolatebars]

Hits you with angst:

Beardo Philip sometimes has thoughts where he wonders if he’s being a burden to Camila. He already knows he’s one to Luz, but it eats away him fearing that Camila secretly finds him annoying or barely tolerating him.

Thoughts like these do not help his abandonment issues at all, and it makes him afraid to tell her his feelings or even ask her if she thinks he’s a burden.

OH.

Beardo Philip's worry becomes evident in his face and behavior, and Camila takes notice of it.

She finds it painful to witness him in such a state, and she decides to do something about it.

One day, she sits down with Beardo Philip at the dining room table to have a talk.

She quietly asks him if everything is alright, and he tells her that it is with a sad smile.

Camila can tell that he's lying.

When Camila gently pleads with him to tell her the truth, Beardo Philip can see the hurt in her eyes and breaks down.

He tearfully expresses to her that he believes he is a bother, but that's far from being true.

To calm him down, Camila would pull him in a hug and whisper sweetly about how he's the best thing to ever enter into her life.

Because of him, she's become less lonely.

Beardo Philip sniffles and snuggles into her chest as he relaxes.

Camila then stands up and goes to the kitchen to grab him a glass of water.

She brings it back with a plate of sliced fruit that she cut for him.

Later on, they watch a movie together, and Beardo Philip ends up taking a cat nap on Camila's lap.

She gazes down and smiles sweetly at him as she begins to run her fingers through his soft brown hair to keep him calm enough to stay asleep.

"Ay que lindo," she gently coos, seeing Beardo Philip smile so softly in his sleep.

It was the best nap of his life.

[autismsupermusicalassassin]

Go to sleep my son

Plot: from the past couple of nights, their baby son has a hard time falling asleep at night when they come back to their fist of Khonsu missions, but Jake does something that the other two didn’t know about …singing their baby son to sleep as Moonknight. Featuring viejitia the cat by gunan

A/N: this fic is going to be Base on my moon boys single dad headcanon and a song ficish“Joseph lullaby” by mercy me and I used google translate because there isn’t any Spanish lyrics for the song so yeah enjoy reading this

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“Marc Isaac’s crying again” Steven said to Marc in his reflection in the mirror while trying to calm down their baby son which they named Isaac Randall Spector (Grant , Lockley) after becoming a single father to their little bundle of beautiful child (aka “their mini me”that what Jake jokes on calling him). Recently some how Isaac started to cry at night lately even when khonshu isn’t around, heck he was usually a quiet one when sleeping and napping, but they don’t know how to put him back to sleep, Marc changed the diapers and bottle fed him , Steven rocks him and read him stories but not seems to be working anymore leaving them bags under their eyes when going to work.

Marc frustration is evident on his face “I’m not sure what to tell you Steven.…we can try to read Peter Pan again he seems to love it” he told him he also is worried for Isaac too and they haven’t heard Jake’s options on the matter.

“I dont think it’s a good time for that Marc” Steven replied with ruffling Isaac’s curly black hair and played with his stuff bunny to clam Isaac down even that doesn’t help anymore as Steven is too about to urge to cry over this.

The next night Jake was in front now while patrolling in his moon knight suit his mind wasn’t only on the target that Khonshu told him to kill but on Isaac, he took mental notes about what to do with his son’s refusal to sleep, that’s when got an ideal . “Hurry up Lockley we cannot let our target escape he must me punish” Khonshu yelled in his ear letting him know it’s time for justice “Ay, lo tengo” Jake responded and jumps on the target they were hunting for.

(Time skipped)

The apartment quietness was interrupted by Isaac slowly starting to cry as Jake went in through the window still in his Moonknight suit as he checks on him while Viejita is hiding underneath the furniture just to get away from Isaac crying or him grabbing their tail. Sighing jake looks at Isaac and softly says “I’m back like I said I would Isaac” wiping the tears off isaac’s cheeks taking off his mask warping his son in his cape as a blanket “I understand you mini bebé lunar are refusing to go to sleep lately” the baby whimpers in response making him smile.

Steven and Marc watch through a mirror “what is he going to do Marc?” Steven asked worrying and curious, “I dont know Steven” Marc answered “but whatever he is doing I hope it isn’t bad”

Ignoring his alters commentary about what he’s going to do with Isaac and Jake starts … singing “Vete a dormir hijo mio este pesebre para tu cama Tienes un largo camino por delante Descansa tu cabecita…” Isaac starts calming down and cuddling into Jake’s chest as jake continues singing to him to sleep and rocks him “Vete a dormir hijo mio Ve y persigue tus sueños Este mundo puede esperar un momento más vete a dormir en paz Creo en la gloria del cielo Está mintiendo en mis brazos esta noche Pero Señor, te pido que solo por este momento Simplemente sé mi hijo Vete a dormir hijo mio Nena, cierra tus ojos Muy pronto salvarás el día Pero por ahora, querido hijo mío…”

Isaac’s finally falls asleep in peace leaving Marc and Steven mouth to drop at Jake’s actions, and he looks at them “Que? I’m not all blood and violence you know” Jake responds holding Isaac close to him as the suit disappears. At least the three of them have a peaceful night again.

Tags: @guruan @rmoonstoner

[palettepainter]

Weirdos in love

I’ve got Lew Zealand x Crazy Harry brainrot so have some small headcannons while I’m cutting stencils at work:

-Harry sleeps unnaturally still…to the point sometimes people panic and assume he might be dead. It doesn’t help that Harry naturally has a very pale completion which often has people mistaking him for being unwell when they first meet him. Harry is also not apposed to collapsing asleep at a desk or table. When Lew catches Harry asleep and unmoving he’ll place a written note by his head saying “Not dead, sleeping”

-Lew Zealand is trans I don’t make the rules guys 

-Harry loves taking apart random appliances to tinker with them and see how they work. More then once Lew has returned him to find Harry taking apart the toaster 

-They live in a small house together near a lake where Lew likes to go fishing. The house has an old basement Harry hides in to do all his explosive related work, while Lew practises his boomerang skills in the garden 

-Lew likes to go fishing, it’s a hobby he picked up in his teens but his family have always had a knack for fishing. He’s always been a more catch and release type of person though, he’s fine with eating fish based dishes but he doesn’t have the guts to kill a fish himself 

-Lew loves swimming and he used to compete in competitions at his school. He is very aerodynamic in the water and basically considers it a second home with how comfortable he is in the water. Harry on the other hand cannot swim to save his life, he never learnt, ontop of hating how cold water feels on his skin and the feeling of weightless ness Harry avoids large bodies of water at all times 

-Harry and Lew aren’t as smart as Bunsen and Beaker, but they’re not as oblivious as most people think. Lew has always loved and been passionate about sea life, he has a fondness for tropical fish and other species that often look peculiar or silly, like puffer fish.

Harry is also smart. He was the smartest kid in his science class and left with high grades…But he also knows a lot of bizarre weird facts no normal person would think about: like how to make a pipe bomb out of an air fryer, or how quickly acid can burn through metal, or how to pick locks without leaving evidence, how to hot wire a car, how to escape a country in a day (I’m not saying Harry has a past of criminal offences and may have gotten in trouble with police and has a past wrapped in mystery but I am saying it’s a possibility) 

-Harry loves knitted cardigans and sweaters, though he leans more towards cardigans. Maybe he could have grown up somewhere cold and far away from any big city? Hence why he can sometimes be a bit out of the loop with social ques and norms. All of his cardigans are well kept, but they all stink of smoke 

-Lew can’t cook to save his life and Harry only knows how to use a microwave and air fryer, so they often don’t eat the most healthy foods. Mac and Cheese is Harry’s favourite while Lew isn’t fussy and tends to eat whatever Harry does. Chef - as a culinary master - is personally offended at their poor diets and on more then one occasion has cooked meals for them (Lew and Harry are very enthusiastic about Chef’s meals, but his irritation about their poor eating habits fly right over their heads)

-They adopted, aka Harry found and brought home, sphynx cat named Newton. They thought they where a boy but it was only after they’d had the cat for a month did they realise it was a girl. Newton is Lew’s and Harry’s adopted hairless baby and they love love LOVE her. Harry in particular is very fond of their little wrinkly four legged child. If it wasn’t for Lew Harry would have adopted a whole army of hairless cats (he knits Newton sweaters in his free time)

-Harry has a bizarre ability of just…appearing out of no where. You’ll walk round a corner and Harry will unexpectedly be there, unblinking, staring at you 

-Lew and Harry are close with the band, and Harry in particular is good friends with Animal - mostly because the two balance out each other’s craziness. Newton also loves Animal and likes to curl up on his drum stool or lick at his mess of hair. The other band members are sometimes caught off guard by Harry and his ability to appear out of no where, except for Floyd 

-Lew is a big summer guy, while Harry hates the heat. Lew is all about summer fun! Swimming in the sea, sandcastles, ice cream, volley ball on the beach, fishing, kayaking, the whole show! Meanwhile, Harry is huddled under an umbrella at the far end of the beach the furthest away from the sea 

-Harry is the best person for scary stories because he doesn’t hold back, something which Lew learnt the hard way and paid the price for by not sleeping well for the next five days. 

-Lew and Camilla are surprisingly very close, they bond over the fact of them both having crazy, bizarre husbands who they adore dearly. Camilla sometimes asks Lew to “eggsit” for her when she and Gonzo go out for the evening. Harry doesn’t understand why they need to babysit…eggs of all things, but he knits Lew egg cozies for them 

-For some reason I can picture Lew as being Italian, or at least he has strong family ties in Italy 

[ziggystrdust]

More writing motivation<3 excuse the typos and grammar things, i’m sleepy

Regulus Black was sitting on his window seat, srtaring out the large window and watching the trees. He had a blank expression on his face, a cat on the cushion in front of him, and an opened book on his lap.

He snapped out of his trance when he heard a light knock on the door.

Regulus heard the little sounding voice of Nymphadora from begind his door. “Reggie, mama said its time for breakfast. We made pancakes!”

“I’ll be out in a sec, nymph” He shouted back.

“Alright. I love you!” The little girl screached.

“You dont need to say that if we will see each other in a minute, my love”

“I like to remind you anyways” Regulus heard his little cousin shout back, before running away.

Regulus patted the cat, she was named Aphrodite, and Andy had taken her in a little over two years ago, he put his book upside down to keep his place, and walked out the door, and went down the stairs to turn into the kitchen - he immediately regretted it.

One of Ted’s dog, a lab named Zeus, was running around the kitchen with a shoe in his mouth, knocking over everything he came into contact with- books, vases, plates, everything. The other dog, a basset hound namedArtemis (ted thought he was funny when naming him. you know the whole thing that basset hounds are hunters, and Atremis was the Goddess of the hunt), was asleep under the kitchen table. Nymphadora was on her tiptoes on a stool trying to grab a plate from the tall reaching cupboards, and Regulus quickly rushed over to help her before she hurt herself. He was wondering why she was left alone, when he quickly realized Ted and Andy were distracted at the moment, slow dancing to the sleepy jazz they were playing, and staring lovingly into eachtoher’s eyes.

Andy looked away for a moment, and locked eyes with Reg.

“Reggie! Good morning petit roi! Come look at what nymphie made for you!” She walked over to the table, and motioned for Reg to come over take a look. When he made his way over the the table, with Nymphadora on his hip, Andy turned around a plate, and Reg was able to see a pancake with an angry face made out of blueberries on it.

“It looks just like him!” Said a smiling Ted, who had found his way back to his fiance, like usual, and was hugging her from behind.

“I thought so too!” Said a very proud Nymphadora.

“Should i be offended?” Asked Regulus.

“No, I love how grumpy you are.” said his little cousin, still on his hip.

She kissed Reg on the cheek, than started wiggling around, which was Reg’s que to drop her to the floor.

For the first time since he was twelve, Reg felt happy.

[a-libra-writes]

... What if in Modern-AU Catelyn lives?

And it's not the whole normal affair of Ex-wife and New-Wife hating each other, it's more like a besties type thing?

Catelyn sometimes specifically comes over to hang out with Ned's new wife. She gives Ned a 'Oh Hi, How are- 'Y/N! There's a new cafe I wanted to go with you to!' or 'Ned, you look great- Y/N! you're glowing! Do you know the gender of the baby yet?'

Rickon talks about having 2 moms to his schoolmates, confusing the teacher. Because they were sure that Rickon had a father? They've seen a father... Right?

Only for Catelyn and Y/n to show up at the next PTA meeting when Ned is busy and can't come. Further confusing the Teacher.

(Que teacher panicking, they haven't been releasing this child to a random stranger, right?)

It was all cleared up, but Ned still gets suspicious looks from the teacher.

Their friendship was more like sisters than anything else. Catelyn hasn't spoken to Lysa in so long... She misses her sister and so Y/N is a surrogate *and better than Lysa,*

Oh how interesting!! I love how much youve thought about this haha, ill add a few cents!

In this case, Cat and Ned must've separated on amicable terms and she still sees the kiddos a ton - probably has joint custody. I like the idea of Sansa's college being close to Catelyn's place so she can room with her mom if she doesn't want to do dorms (plus she can keep Lady with her!).

It's super sweet she's involved with the new wife too, especially if she's very new to motherhood and super anxious about it. Catelyn def has plenty of expertise and advice and might come across as pushy, but she genuinely wants to help! She def asks Arya and Bran to help out the new wife with some chores to make her burdens a little easier (sometimes they listen, lol)

I think in modern!au, Catelyn and Lysa are def those sisters who grew up super close and just kept drifting apart :^( Cat tried to lean on her after the divorce, but Edmure ended up being more supportive... ... I like to think it took some time for Catelyn to warm up to the new wife, just because she felt protective of Ned. Once they're friends she's really glad to have that sort of female companionship. I kinda think she'd place more importance on a female friend?? Or she's of the generation that "men and women can't be close without it being romantic", yanno.

(Not related but I feel she mentors Brienne in some way in this au!!!)

I think Ned worries they wouldnt get along bc he still loves Cat a lot (in a familial way now) and he's worried Rickon and Bran and Arya won't adjust well... but after time and lots of talking and reassuring it works out. The PTA meetings are def funny, but imagine the sports games for Arya ... the hockey moms are gossiping about "Catelyn and that other woman" being in the same place and they want the catty drama lol. But Cat and the new wife are sitting next to each other like GOOOO ARYA YOU CAN DO IT BABY WOOOOO and now Arya has two embarrassing parents whooping at her while she plays 🤦🏾‍♀️

(Rickon drawing both his mommies and dad and siblings plus Jon at school and one teacher has a conspiracy theory that its some kind of FLDS situation LOL)

Also during holidays and family get togethers... new wife, Catelyn and Lyanna all drinking wine together as the evening winds down. Rickon is asleep on Catelyn and all the dogs are crowded under the table as they play cards and drink

[d-earest]

𝕸𝖔𝖔𝖓𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖘𝖚𝖓𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖊(Rhea x dom x Reader)

A/N This isnt my gif nor did I make it, i'm sorry if the fanfic seems short Im tryinnnn

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Rhea and Dominik were cuddled up to Y/n while they were sleeping, y/n wasn't as sleepy so they just watched them making sure neither of them fell, they couldn't sleep somehow so they started to twist and turn all over feeling a bit hot you didn't know what was wrong but they just stayed there. The more you squirmed Dominik started to wake up saying with a husky voice,"Que ocurre, Baby" he nuzzled into their chest slightly while y/n stayed quiet thinking he would fall back asleep but no he said,"I know you're awake Chiquita.. cmon.. tell me whats going on-" they sighed before whispering,"I'm nervous about my match coming up.. After this its probably summerslam and Rhea wont be able to be there due to her injury with liv and.. I-" they started to tear up which woke Rhea up slowly,"Look... I know My arm might be injured but Paul didn't say I couldn't be there to support you. I'm on hiatus Yes but please.. don't worry You'll do amazing love" y/n teared up more,"Demi.." she turned around to Y/n and seeing dominik latching onto them from behind,"How about this all of us go on a late night drive" Rhea said while crawling back to y/n and wiping their tears very slowly,"Dom you're driving- and y/n grab some snacks and a blanket-" y/n nodded and dom smiled and said,"Okay mami get ready Amor -" he smiled once again soon walking off to get the car ready, y/n on the other hand knew something was up with rhea so they got off the bed and ran to rhea and hugged her,"Whats wrong, mami?" they looked at Rhea and smiled but all Rhea could do is return the smile,"I hate seeing you cry like that- me and dom fucking hates it a shit load.. so we try and make you happy I need you not to worry about my injury. It's my karma I broke her hand so I cant do anything about it-" She chuckled soon planting a small kiss on Y/n's lips and holding her tightly,"I promise. So when this fight does occur I'll be in the audience cheering you on- I'm just worried about the judgment day without me what if things go downhill and I-" Y/n cut her off with a kiss,"Don't stress about it. Work on your skills as soon as that arm gets fixed- now lets go" Y/n grabbed rhea's hand before grabbing the blankets and the snacks and heading to the car while dominik is left there confused,"What took you guys so loooooooonnnggg" he whined like a cat but all y/n and rhea could do is snicker,"Shut up moody cat!" rhea said before dominik took a dramatic gasp like a damsel in distress which lead y/n to a giggle,"not now you two- we can do that when we are at our destination-" he huffed,"Fine" Rhea giggled and got into the passenger seat while y/n was in the back laying down, y/n hummed a familiar tune it was a song that came to mind but they didn't care

𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝙴𝙴𝙴 𝚂𝙺𝙸𝙿 𝙷𝚄𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴𝚂𝚂𝚂

Y/n ended up falling asleep in the car while they drove up the hill and to their destination. Y/n was stil asleep so dom opened the backseat door and crawled ontop of them hoping a kiss would wake them up, he kissed their cheeks and mouth, soon waking them up he smiled,"Did you sleep well amor?" he kissed them again before y/n could speak they blushed and looked at dom,"Yeah.." they kissed his nose then looking at rhea in the background wanting some kisses,"Rhea needs affection too hold on baby-" they kissed dom on the cheek soon pushing him off very softly and walking over to rhea and kissed her softly, Rhea smirked and tangled her fingers around Y/n's hair and pulled them closer,"Hm.." she huffed before pulling away the kiss smirking at them, Their cheeks flushed a dark red and turned to dominik, he let out a small giggle,"Don't steal them all Rhea" Rhea snapped back,"Oh hush pretty boy you stole damn near 100 kisses" Y/n giggled and signaled dom to come here and get a kiss. Dom instantly walked over to y/n and kissed them deeply. It turned them on to see both of their lovers at each other's neck for your love but you didn't deny the kiss, after the few seconds past y/n pulled away and smiled,"There so now both of your had kisses.. now please lets watch the sunrise.." they said turning to the sun and grabbing rhea's and dom's hands to hold, both of them blushing and leaned their head against your shoulder(Dom on shoulder rhea on the other shoulder) as you three stare at the beautiful sunrise.

A/n: I Hope you enjoyed my fanfic and remember I'm always taking requests and I love you alll

[v-anrouge]

*wakes you up* hey.

My cat went for a swim, so my car ran over Donald trump, and my foot got mushrooms so my math booklet peed on it so i dead.

Also my husband is the best person in America and he kills Daniel because he is hot.

Also my husband is my wife and i am his wife so i have a car.

*lovingly punches you so you fall asleep*

-red

caralho que brisa