#silliest pair of kids ever

[soaptaculart]

your aa7 ideas are so fun!! not sure if anyone has asked, but have you considered klaus and trucys possible dynamic? bc from what you’ve posted i think their potential interactions would be so fun lol. as if athena and trucy weren’t bad enough by themselves, here’s a third equally energetic kid to add to the dynamic. pure chaos, i love it. :)

Omg I know I talked about it once fuckin. Buried in my tag somewhere but YES Trucy and Klaus are the bestest of friends. She's delighted to have him at the anything agency because gosh, it's basically turning into a law office at this point, they were really starting to fall behind in the "anything" department :/ He also 100% takes her seriously as the CEO and calls her "boss" and everything. She's a very bad influence who encourages him to break the law even more than Athena does and he's like yes boss right away boss :D

[jenosbigtoe]

so real on the "but i also really want alpha jeno in my guts" cause same 😩 his outfit on the bat is still living in my mind rent free

mdni. nsfw 18+

pairing: alpha!lee jeno x mate!reader

warnings: abo, unprotected sex, breeding, mating press, creampie, possessiveness

alpha!jeno is such a himbo.

you seriously wonder how long he’s survived without you by his side. he asks you the silliest questions, tilting his head and pouting his lip slightly as his eyebrows furrow in confusion. it’s the cutest sight to you, seeing this big muscular man act so clueless.

“why can’t we have just sex right now?”

“jen, your friends are literally in the living room and we are IN THE KITCHEN WITH NO DOORS.”

“okay but you’re my mate, they should understand right?”

and trust, he has an insane sex drive. he promises he’s never been this horny before he met you but now that you’re officially his, he gotta be inside you in some capacity at all times. you’re his mate duh, if he could crawl inside your skin he would.

you’ll be cuddling on the couch, watching a romcom, and he whispers “baby, can i stick the tip in? i’m so hard.”

you’ll be eating dinner at the dining table and his fingers gravitate to your thighs as he wordlessly cups your cunt under your underwear, mindlessly rubbing and pumping his fingers in and out of you.

and he would actually be so so sooo jealous of anything and everything that breathes and looks at you.

“oh so you like this stray kitten more than your mate alright how would you feel if i just ran away from home and became a stray too?”

“jen.”

he actually gets the most jealous when it comes to his friends being around you. he knows them too well, even if he trusts you and (to a certain extent) them.

“jaemin get the fuck away from my mate right now you absolute manwhore.”

“??bitch we’re literally just playing mario kart like 3 feet away from each other.”

“i don’t give a fuck she’s mine,” and pulls you into his lap to pout and snuggle you tightly, locking you in his massive biceps.

jeno is so silly as your mate but oh does he fuck you like no other.

his insane animal stamina has him going for hours after your legs have already become jelly and your mind fucked stupid from overstimulation.

“baby, you’re mine. my mate, my love. your body was made for me,” he would growl into your ear as he took you in mating press.

his thick heavy body would drive his cock so so deep inside your poor little pussy, you would be left sobbing.

“jen-jeno! s’deep,” you’d cry, hiding your face in your arms.

he’d grab your arms and pin them above your head, using his powerful hips to thrust so hard and so deep to keep you from squirming so much.

“ah. wanna see my mate as i fuck my pups into her. you’re doing so good, sweetheart.”

and he refuses to ever cum anywhere but deep inside your little cunt. “i don’t care if you’re on that stupid birth control bullshit, you’re gonna have my kids.”

[periludic]

" Distraction "

Qiu and Tamarack partners with the MC for a school project, they didn't get much done (It was the MCs fault)

📌 Pairing: Step 1 Qiu/Tamarack x GN!MC (Separate)

📌 Basically just Qiu and Tama admiring the MC

📌 OLNF brain rot, I'm making an AO3 fic of this next. (Thank you to whoever commented on my last post for this suggestion)

Qiu "Autumn" Lin:

Lets be real this kid needs a lot of help with school stuff, he'd probably be decently good in school if he tried but he doesn't

And to be extra real, he picks you every time to be his partner (he doesn't have a favorite he swears)

Mrs. Murray wouldn't allow that though, "give chance to others" she says. She deals with a lot of kids complaining that "Qiu always chooses (Name)!! Thats unfair" (god bless this woman) and Qiu frowns the saddest frown whenever this happens

But whenever Mrs. Murray does allow it, you bet that Qiu has the silliest, brightest, blinding smile ever stuck on his face

He likes you a normal amount (He lies to himself)

I don't think he'd be too serious about the project, but he does contribute and help you whenever he can

He doesn't pay much attention to it either, he's just happy to be there with you

But can you really blame him for spacing out mid-conversation when you tuck your hair prettily over your ear and how you look absolutely stunning when you're focused or when you have the cutest reaction ever at getting an answer right?

No. No you cant.

He pays more attention to you than your actual project, its cute but come on.

If you ask him why he's staring, he'll probably laugh it off and scold himself, thinking it was impolite of him to do so

But he's not afraid to admit the reason to why he was staring at you!

Its common sense, you're just too pretty. He can't help himself.

If you do start stressing out over the project however, he'll offer to do the rest for you

"I'll be more than happy to!!" he says, and you know. You just know that theres nothing inside that air head of his

It might take him a moment or two or three to understand the question but its worth it

He will do anything as long as its with you

Tamarack Baumann

No Mrs. Murray, she refuses to do the project if her very best friend isnt her partner

Tamarack would absolutely riot if Mrs. Murray got in the way of you being her partner for a project

She will be using her best puppy dog eyes and pleading voice thank you very much

Its against the law to object Tamarack, Mrs. Murray should've known better

Unlike a certain someone, Tamarack actually pays attention in class, and is good at memorizing without taking notes!

And unlike a certain someone, she's not as nice when it comes to not being your partner

Mrs. Murray allows it most of the time though, since you and Tamarack are new to the town and is still adjusting.

Most of the time.

Tamarack is very biased when it comes to you and everyone knows it (she has said so herself, in front of the entire class)

With Tamarack as your partner, you can rest easy!

She remembers your lessons well, and understands the questions fairly quickly

But sometimes she just can't help but to admire you. How can she not?

She's convinced that you came straight from a fairytale book, you're just so charming and adorable it's almost unfair!

Call her out on her behavior and she'll be more confused than a very confused person

Like. Yeah?? She's admiring you?? So what?? Its the logical thing to do? Its not her fault you're gorgeous?? Duh??

She'll give you a million reasons why you're so eye catching if you're not convinced

Please stop her.

I'm serious.

She'll go on and on for hours.

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📌 sorry if my english grammar is off <3 english is not my first language

[nerdynuala]

SnK Vets & more random headcanons

Because I missed doing these

Mike steals Hange's glasses and pretends to be an intellectual, putting up an exagerated posh accent. Erwin can't stand two minutes of this.

Erwin never apologises whenever he has an argument with someone. He might know he was wrong but he'll never admit it openly and most importantly he's incapable of walking up to the other person and say he's sorry. He either just goes back to normal or does something for the other person, usually related to what the argument was about.

Mike can't lie. If this guy tries to make up some lie or excuse, you'll notice straight away. His body language and his tone are too telling. If he needs to hide something, he just stays quiet, he knows the moment he opens his mouth he's doomed.

Hange lies with ease. She doesn't lie very often, but when she does you have no way to tell she's lying.

Moblit adjusts his pace to Hange, when they walk together they actually move in unison.

Erwin had a bunny when he was a child.

Levi is terrible at dancing. Moving is okay when he knows the steps, but he just move to the rhythm of music. He just can't feel the rhythm. He only dances to classics like waltz, because he needs it to be mechanic, if he has to improvise he just skips. He only stays if he's dancing with Hange and she takes the lead.

Nanaba is extremely skilled at climbing. She climbs trees, walls, anything. She's fast, she finds where to put her hands and feet with a surprising ease.

Mike could sleep literally anywhere. As a kid he used to lie on the floor in front of the chimney and fell asleep there. He could sleep on a branch of a tree and get the best sleep ever.

Erwin has back aches. He likes to crack his back and he usually leans on Mike to stretch. Mike agrees to it but he complains because the sound of Erwin's back cracking freaks him out.

Moblit has an amazing memory. He remembers dates, facts and people's words very easily. He'd be like "you said these precise words on the 18th of april, we were standing next to the stables and the weather was cloudy".

Erwin and Mike have a party in between their birthdays, they call it "brorthday" and it's basically an excuse to get drunk while pretending they are celebrating both their birthdays at once.

Hange keeps a diary. Whenever someone asks, she'd say it's for titan research, but she actually writes the silliest stuff on it. "Asked 15 people. None of them has ever seen a baby pidgeon. I'm starting to think they are born adult".

Levi likes mushrooms. Mushroom soup is a favourite of his and he loves mushroom stroganoff served with rice.

Nanaba's hands and feet are always, always cold. In winter she wears two pairs of sock one on top of the other all the time.

Levi never drinks enough water. Though since he saw Hange squeezing lemons in her water during meals, he does that as well and this allows him to actually have the right amount of water to stay hydrated.

[qprsmackdown]

Propaganda (under the readmore)

MK and Mei

have u seen them

theyre so sillies

they r the silliest fucking goobers the world has ever seen. they've talked each other down from mental breakdowns where they were hovering off the ground eyes glowing with power. they r life partners forever they r the hero and the fucking warrior except unlike all the other hero/warrior pairs in the show (it's a motif) mk and mei would never abandon each other. also when the idea of them becoming romantically involved came up mk started hurling

Lovable little scamps

Lapis and Peridot

I would like to apologize for any spelling errors/run on sentences here. I’m rambling out of excitement :]

Peridot and Lapis have the most QPP energy I’ve ever seen and I’m not too sure how to describe it. Peridot is canonically aroace and Peridot and Lapis become very close after becoming roommates (they lived in a barn) and Peridot was absolutely relieved to see Lapis return from space.

When they both had to live together Peridot did everything she could to try to make Lapis comfortable (did she fail? Yeah, but she still tried her best) and Peridot even gave Lapis a tape recorder similar to the one she had received as a gift from Steven when she was trying to get used to being on Earth.

They respect each other and make inside jokes about how they used to be villains! They made a bunch of art and put it in their barn and called it “meep morps”! They have a sentient pumpkin dog (named “Pumpkin”)! Lapis and Peridot aren’t canonically QPPs, but if someone told me that they were I’d believe it without proof.

[alfiely-art]

About that character inmpression, ship thingy you posted... Of course I'l ask you about Yomi (you can answer each questions for him if you want 👀👀)

Aaaand hmmm

What do you think about Yomi x Seth, Hellxander, Fake Zilch x Seth, and Yomi x Fake Zilch x Seth ?

That might be a lot in one go, so uh, take your time!

OURGHHH Yomi. Okay this is gonna be a lot but lets-a go yahoo

Alright first off, first impression of him.

His introduction was literally golden. From his and Martina's Akira reference to Yomi fake-sobbing before coldly ordering Seth to be executed. I was kicking my feet. He immediately shot to my top favorite (before being kicked down again by Yuma and Makoto) but I absolutely enjoyed what an evil little gremlin he was from the very beginning. Honestly, one of the best introductions of a villain I've ever seen.

Next, headcanons. I think he was a theatre kid in high school. I'm saying this from experience. Every theatre kid goes through a little phase where they're evil and flamboyant it comes with the title. Yomi's just went on a little too long, silly silly boy. OH and I think he has chew toys. Being evil is stressful he's gotta chew on smth or else he'll just take it out on an underling, yk?

As for complaints and praise... weeeell, I thought his takedown was a little... anti-climatic? Like on the one hand, I'm very happy for Martina to get to send him to jail. You go girl. But also, he just sorta... accepts being arrested? I wanted him to resist more. Kicking scratching and screaming, yk?? He did a little of that but not much. And I wish we'd seen him in the epilogue, maybe as a small little shot of him in jail being all pouty. As for praise, I really love how fun-to-hate he is. The game makes it very clear he's horrible and you can't really sympathize with him, but also, he's just so fun to watch. Like. What's wrong with him *twirls hair*

Favorite pairing, hmmmmmmmmmm. Initially it was Makoyomi, but rn it's a three-way tie between Makoyomi, Yomiakou, and Hellxander. These dynamics are all just... really fascinating in all honesty. I want to study them. I'm so glad this fandom enjoys toxic yaoi I think I would go insane if there wasn't a plethora of content for these weirdos.

And finally, my overall opinion. He's my wife. My evil scrunkly meow meow. I'm gonna put a collar on him and cook him a yummy dinner while he's chained to a chair. Also his English VA is amazing and did a wonderful job making Yomi iconic, I'm planning on playing Raincode again but with JP voices to compare. He's the silliest villain I've ever seen. They did a great job with his writing, I think. He just, immediately grabs you- and when you look deeper into him it's genuinely so interesting and fun.

OKAY NOW FOR SHIPS.

Yomi x Seth is definitely an interesting ship for me. I don't actively think about it but when I come across content of them, my brain goes "fuck yeah". Sadly their interactions don't give us much to go off of as much as other pairs, but it's always a joy to see.

Hellxander. My beloved. Finding Fake!Zilch in the factory and hearing him ramble about Yomi was eye opening. Kodaka did not need to have that in there but it's there and it's amazing. I wish Yomi had a line or something about Zilch, I want to know how he feels about the guy. Was it a parasocial type of thing??? Was Yomi leading him along??? Please Kodaka. Yomi DLC where we visit Kanai Ward and Yomi is doing community service and having flashbacks to his old gay lover Hitman and he cries in the rain "I hate that ugly bowl cut detective!!!!!!! Curse you Yuma the Kokohead!!!!!!!"

Fake!Zilch x Seth isn't something I've ever really thought about, but I can kinda see a dynamic there. Frail little guy x tough hitman? Yeah that's certainly a good dynamic. I just don't know if this particular case would really... grab me?

And Yomi x Fake!Zilch x Seth... yeah I think that's just torture for Seth. Which is fine I like torturing the guy. I can definitely see Yomi being like "lol that seth guy is soooo funny to torment" and zilch is like "do you want me to torment him director yomi. Anything for you director yomi" and Seth is like "can I please just do my job. Please. Please"

[kohakhearts]

hello I humbly request your silliest pokemon character headcanons thank you

HEY BRO ok confession: my head is pretty empty in general, so i'm making up most of these on the spot. all about anipoke characters specifically (and almost entirely exactly the handful of them youd expect) because they're the only ones i rotate with enough frequency to do this for lmao

-(not really a headcanon bc tbh i believe he CAN drive but it's funnier if he can't) ever since i realized that gary was chauffeured around and not actually driving that car himself i maintain. gary oak cannot drive <3

copy and pasting this one from the depths of my priv twitter because i was so right about it tbh:

>garys NOT edgy hes like. a kpop fan. >i feel like gary's like the kind of person who has a playlist for other people and a playlist for himself. the former is full of emo bangers and softcore grunge. the latter is bubbly pop music. goh is the exact opposite. in this essay i will >"what about ash" he doesnt listen to music. thats because his head is already full of elevator music

-i think that goh is the epitome of the like "writing this in my journal in sparkly pink gel pen will fix me" but on the rare occasions he DOES journal he just writes out his activities like a grocery list. hes simply too embarrassed about having feelings to do anything else

-pretty much all of ash's friends have, at some point, made a fake social media account impersonating him. the only ones who did so with any margin of success are misty and lana

-speaking of social media - goh and lana both seem like they've gotten into discourse on twitter. lana is a troll and goh's compulsive need to be right about everything means that if they ever met in the online wilds, he was absolutely victimized by her

-you know that tumblr post where op said when they were a kid they thought their pet rock died so they flushed it down the toilet and severely clogged it? ashcore tbh

-you know who'd be really into alien conspiracy theories? clemont.

-i think an adult ash would be capable of cooking but he would also have to commit really hard to the bit of being bad at it, for old times sake. as a result he routinely eats things like cereal with gatorade instead of milk just to piss people off (he probably thinks its tasty though. let's be real)

-gary is a romcom enjoyer but he'll never admit it

-ash's first independent just-for-fun purchase is a pair of heelies. he is immediately banned from every walmart within a 200km radius of him

-ash and gary maintain their rivalry in really ridiculous ways. like "i bet you won't eat this pepper so spicy it sends people to the hospital" or "i bet you cant do a flip over that park bench and land on your feet" or "i bet you won't throw your shoes into the river just to prove you can" etc.

ok im all out of braincells. hope this satisfies <3

[synnthamonsugar]

Otter o Otter, how would the Hive Gods dress? From most fashionable to fashion disaster (including their kids)

OOOH this is a fun ask. I don't know whether you mean in their canon forms or as humans so I'm going with general vibes rather than specifics.

Honestly so much of this is up to individual tastes that I don't feel right ranking them. I put the worst-dressed at the end, but the others I think you could make arguments for in any direction.

Savathun. Inclined toward theatrically feminine styles, like if a drag queen was a woman. Stylistically at a juncture between "witch", "gothic" and "catholic-core": you know the girls who are all about cathedrals and stained glass and crowns and beseechingly eyeing the heavens for the aesthetic. Florence Welch but more. However, she understands the assignment and will dress accordingly. There's a picture of her for each point on the butch-femme chart.

Oryx. Nice. Classic. Understated pieces in quality materials. Think handcrafted cashmere sweaters and pima cotton shirts and wool trousers. More than one tailored three-piece suit. Likes hats and can pull them off. Cassocks and stoles for his religious duties, these are more ornate than his day-to-day wear given their ritual significance.

Xivu Arath. @planet4546b once described her as (paraphrased) a "varsity femme jock" type and that's always stuck with me. Very girly, very sporty, lives in athleisure when she isn't dressed specialized for activities e.g. fencing suits or soft armor for sword fighting practice. You know when she takes her helmet off she's going to have immaculate hair/makeup. (How?) Holds onto and still wears her varsity jacket. Likes leather; has at least one studded motorcycle jacket / pair of motorcycle boots / skirt in the material. Piercings.

Ir Yut. Elevated dark academic. Bit of a librarian vibe. Tailored pantsuits, blazers and pencil skirts and stockings. Plaid and jewel-tones. High heels always. Glasses.

Ir Anuk & Ir Halak. Elegant gothic lolita. Matching everything. Red & green colorways, but stylishly. Prominent musical theming, staffs and notes on their skirts. The silliest little pointy fascinator hats you ever did see, but they pull it off.

Nokris. GNC as fuck. Takes after Aunt Savathun. Classic goth with witchy vibes. So much eye makeup. No hive symbol goes un-blasphemed; whatever the hive equivalent of the "inverted cross necklace" is, this guy's wearing it.

Dul Incaru. 90s-adjacent whimsical gothic. Silk, velvet, long slip dresses, corsets, boleros/shrugs, chunky jewelry, stars and celestial patterns.

Crota. Styleless fail son. Goes to walmart in his fuzzy Cookie Monster pajama pants, Monster Energy shirt and lime green crocs. Ill-fitting suit for formal functions. So bad it almost circles around to being a fashion statement.

[allwaswell16]

- 2023 Fic Fest Participation -

Number of fests: 5

Number of fics: 8 out of 13

Favorite fest/fic: @louisrarepairfest because it's mine lol. I get so excited not only to write for it, but of course, to read all the fics that get written for it. It feels like the greatest gift ever! I ended up writing 3 fics for my fest this year. My fav of those is probably: One 

Fests you would love to do again this year (if they come back): Obvs @louisrarepairfest and the newly reformed @1domegaverseficfest

Tagging: @voulezloux @enchantedlandcoffee @letthemusicmoveyou28 @justanothershadeofblue @nouies and anyone who wants to do this, just say I tagged you!

Fics & thoughts under the cut

Do You See What I See for @faithinthefutureficfest

T, 2k, Louis/Harry | vet Louis, humor, stray animals

I don't know what to say for myself here. I had already signed up for another song for this fest, but this one didn't have anyone signed up for it so I said I'd write a second fic for the fest. I apologize to SIBWAWC for writing the silliest fic ever for it. I have so so so enjoyed the comment section for this though hahahahaha! Loved everyone's screaming :)

Bitter Ends Turn Sweet for @faithinthefutureficfest

E, 30k, Louis/Harry | songfic, famous/not famous

Well, this is the fic I actually meant to write for this fest lol. The first time I listened to Chicago I was at an 11 waiting to hear what it sounded like and as I listened this whole story appeared in my head. And I was just like...nah, not gonna write a long kid fic, am I? Turns out I did.

All This Time for Knot in my Name (multi-fandom event)

T, 1k, Louis/Harry | omegaverse, flower shop

So this has a complicated backstory that I won't get into lol, but I noticed this event happening to counteract AI and was like ohhh that's very cool and when I went to the collection I saw @louisthiccsexyglitteryass already had fics there and I was like ooh there are already 1D fics there? So then I felt comfortable joining in, too!

On That Note for a defunct fest that is now @1domegaverseficfest

E, 6k, Louis/Harry | omegaverse, office au, epistolary

Someone suggested a prompt based on a Reddit post that I liked about co-workers who only spoke through random notes on their Dropbox folders. And I saw a post on Tumblr about feral omegas and so I put those things together for this. And I really loved the omega friendships in this one. And it was fun to write the little notes that went back and forth between Harry and Louis.

Ace of Hearts for @sevenseasofharryandlouis

E, 10k, Louis/Harry | pirates, sequel

I had been saying I would write the sequel for Ace of Spades for a YEAR when I saw this fest and asked if I could join way after sign ups closed because 1) it fit the theme and 2) a deadline was the only way it was going to get written lol

Crush for @louisrarepairfest

T, 1k, Niall/Louis | co-workers, office

I decided I wanted to write rare pairs I hadn't ever written before and Nouis just felt right for the prompt. I found the prompt on Tumblr about how some office himbos tried to cheer up their co-worker who had just been dumped by her boyfriend. And they thought maybe mac & cheese would help.

Daydream for @louisrarepairfest

T, 2k, Zayn/Louis | girl direction, coffee shop

Another rare pair I'd never written AND I'd never written girl direction before. I got the prompt from a fic I read in another fandom about two strangers who see each other at the coffee shop everyday and what happens after one of them doesn't show up one day. But then I started writing and it all got chaotic and a bit different than that prompt lol. I think it turned out really fun though!

One for @louisrarepairfest

E, 4k, Louis/Tommy Shelby (Peaky Blinders)

SO. Obviously a v rare rare pair. BUT I had been wanting to write Louis/Cillian Murphy for years and couldn't figure out the right story for it. And finally it occurred to me that what I wanted to write was Louis/Cillian's character on Peaky Blinders lol. And then it all fell into place. I really enjoyed writing this as a historical Peaky Blinders fic and playing around with the structure a bit which is why the title is One. You follow Louis from the start, then one month later, then one week later, then one day later, then one hour later...and it actually really worked!

[original-character-championship]

Bracket D Round 1

Poll 22

Yew (@ficti0nal-b0yfriend) vs. Erin Sky (@totally-six)

235. Yew (@ficti0nal-b0yfriend)

She/Her, doesn't really have a concept of gender but she's a #girlthing

Yew is simply the world's silliest girlthing ever! She loooves killing and murdering, but that's fine cause shes having fun with it, okay?

A tall and lanky doggirl with an off-putting aura. Wears cutesy dog paw gloves to hide her real hands (long unsettling clawed ones). Has cute little floppy dog ears and a "unicorn-like" tail.

236. Erin Sky (@totally-six)

He/They

I obsess over this scrunkly scrimbo every day of the week, every waking hour. I have made others see my vision- this man is so wet sopping cat. He grew up in an abusive family with a monster milf of a mom and a little bitch dad, ran away at 16 and DIED, got revived by his friend via dark arts and had like 2 years of stability before literally going through his world war 3 and having his entire planet bombed. He dimension travels through many different places and pulls a grand total of roughly 13 bitches (note: over the course of time bitches got added and subtracted. as of now he’s in a polyamorous relationship with 3). He has died over 6 times and come back because god loves his ass, and he has recently gone directly to hell. This man is a FREAK and he uses TUMBLR VOCABULARY and he is 22. I need him so bad. I have convinced others that they need him so bad. I have an entire friend group of just erin-likers. God help me. ALSO HE BECAME A CATBOY ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS AND CAN SUMMON THINGS AND CAN GO MONSTER MODE LIKE THE FUCKING EDGY GACHA KIDS WHEN HE GETS TOO UPSET. IF THAT ISN’T SCRUNKLY I DUNNO WHAT IS.

He is a blue stickman. He has white hair and blue eyes (right eye has a black eyewhites because of burns). Half of his face is burned, and he has dark blue claws and horns. He wears a bright blue backwards cap, a pair of sunglasses on his head, a white collared shirt, a black trenchcoat, blue jeans, and black boots with a white stripe around the upper part of it (like, the part that makes it a boot). He has two gill-like cuts on the sides of his neck, and has two sets of those also on his lower torso. He also has a fat dumpy.

[hee-blee-art]

i have questions about the silliest

so was father elias ever a good charming priest? or has he always been so tired? (idk how else to word it)

also it seems like he has some substance addiction, is he aight

also have people that go to his church (if he does have a church idk if exorcists have churches) caught up, yknow, the whole demon creatura living in his necklace

absolutely delighted to talk about bedevil

[cw: christianity/catholicism, parental death, addiction/alcoholism, mental illness, exorcism]

father eli has never really been a "good" priest per se, though he wasn't always so tired (love the wording of the question /gen). his life has always been challenging, as he's been extremely sensitive to sensing / perceiving demons ever since he was born, which is understandably scary. he was abandoned by his birth mother at a convent and raised by nuns; his upbringing was fairly strict and not super fun, so to speak, though the two nuns that fostered him did love him. the church saw his sensitivity to demons as a holy calling and paired him with a notable exorcist, monsignor bonaventure, to train as an exorcist. bonaventure became a father figure to him, and the happiest time in his life was probably in his teens when he was apprenticing with bonaventure and still under the loving care of his two foster parents at the convent, even though the work was scary and the pressure of being a "holy gifted kid" was a lot. he went to seminary in order to become a fully fledged exorcist, having proven very gifted at dealing with demons because of his sensitivity (and in the human aspect of exorcisms, as he has an uncanny ability to get the truth out of people), though he had never had very strong faith; it just seemed like the thing to do. bonaventure was killed on the job shortly after eli completed seminary, and that really hit eli hard. he essentially had a breakdown and ran away from his whole life, but isolation only made things worse, and eventually the pleas from the church to use his gift / fulfill his calling convinced him to start doing exorcist work again. he's been pretty tired for a long time (aka he's got a lot of trauma and mental health issues). hope that gives some insight into his disposition; he's had it rough for a long time

he definitely does have substance abuse issues, especially alcohol and sleep medication (has had insomnia for a very long time). it's a pretty unhealthy coping mechanism for him but he sees it sort of as a necessary evil

also in fiction exorcists can and sometimes do have parishes / work for specific churches, but eli doesn't. because he's like the most renowned exorcist in the world, he doesn't have time to have a parish of his own, and that was never really something that he wanted for himself, as he never really wanted to be a priest, he just felt like he had to (and in a way, wanted to, but that's complicated) fulfill the holy purpose everyone always told him he had because of his gift. the people he works with in the church do know about him keeping a demon in his necklace, and it's somewhat of a scandalous rumour to anyone else who's heard of him; some believe it, some don't, and some experience keth firsthand, so they know it's true. the church sort of begrudgingly lets eli do whatever he wants so long as he does his job, and as much as they dislike their arrangement keth makes eli an even better exorcist, so they tolerate him as long as he's contained. so keth isn't a secret, but most people don't believe eli really has a demon necklace or believe in demons at all, so it's also not commonly accepted knowledge.

hope that makes sense! I am always happy to answer questions about the freefallverse (or any ocs / stories of mine). tyvm for asking !

[memlost]

Ring

Words: 1655

You’re young. You should appreciate all the things that life has to offer. 

At first, Libertas didn’t understand just what in the world he was talking about. It was his own decision to follow Iungo into battle. He truly did believe that his vision for Garlemald was possible. Not only was it possible, it was brilliant. Who could blame him for wanting to devote his all to him and the cause he was working toward? When he told him to drink, he turned his head away. When he told him to smile, he’d frown just a little more. He had no interest in enjoying his youth. Not until their goals were reached. 

At least at first. 

Though it was a rough alliance, they were able to eventually earn the trust of a few others involved with the Doman Liberation Front. One particular person that stuck out the most was a Raen named Koharu Yuzuka. Despite being around the same age as him, the people that followed her always seemed to be at her beck and call. She was an expert with the bow and wasn’t one to be taken lightly. Libertas made that mistake once. She yelled and yelled and yelled at him. And not one to be beat, Libertas argued back. Every time they got near each other, they’d end up arguing about something. 

But they worked well on the battlefield. 

And sooner or later, Libertas found his head full of ways he could beat her in a verbal argument. And sometimes it was just full of... her. Nothing else. 

“I’m not sure what I feel is love,” Libertas said to Iungo one night when he was sure the two of them were alone. “She’s... annoying. And she can be self-absorbed to the point of not knowing about the feelings of others. She gets on my nerves. But for some reason... I don’t mind it at all. These feelings won’t go away and it’s making fighting hard.” 

Much to his annoyance, Iungo only laughed. He could feel his face growing hot. It was stupid to come to Iungo about this after all. Just when he was about to get up, Iungo grabbed him by the wrist and pulled him right back down to the ground. 

“You two are the silliest little lovebirds I’ve ever seen.” Iungo chuckled. “If you think she’s oblivious to other people’s feelings, then just what does that make you?” 

“What do you mean by that?!” 

“Calm down, calm down...” Iungo patted him on the head to placate him. “It’s just that you two aren’t all that different from each other than you may think.” 

Libertas never thought they were similar. Koharu could be a prissy brat sometimes. She often claims she’s a princess but he always pictured princesses as... dainty and soft spoken. Not loud with heavy hands full of calluses from pulling bowstrings. And just like that, he found himself thinking about her again. Agh, why did this have to happen to him of all people?! 

A light jingle caught his attention. When he looked ahead, Iungo had a soft smile on his face as he held out a chain. 

He recognized the chain easily because it often peeked out of Iungo’s shirt collar. But he never knew what was at the end of it. The last thing he expected to see was that there was a pair of silver rings. 

“These used to belong to my parents,” Iungo explained. “They gave these to me when I became a soldier. They said I should share the love they felt with someone else that I wanted to experience it with. And then I should continue the tradition with my own kids. But... I never met that person and I never had those kids. If things don’t work out, I never will. But you have a chance at making it out of here alive. So I’m choosing to give these to you instead. So you can share that love my parents felt with someone you love now.” 

Libertas watched as he unhooked the necklace, letting the two rings slide off of their chain before placing them in Libertas’ hands. 

He wanted him to... marry her? 

Libertas knew what marriage was. But he didn’t know the first thing about a wedding or what to do as a married couple. Besides, he was a fighter! Could he really be a lover? His apprehension must have shown on his face because Iungo slapped him on the back, nearly sending him toppling over. 

“I’m not saying do it now, just do it when you feel like it!” 

You’re young. You should appreciate all the things that life has to offer. 

Libertas stood up then and there. “Thank you,” he told Iungo, giving the man a rare smile. Not wanting to see that smug smile on his face, Libertas walked out of their little tent and into the cold night air. 

He asked around for Koharu. Most people didn’t see her but others mentioned seeing her run past them. Following their directions, he eventually found her a little ways away from the encampment staring up at the moon in the sky. 

“Koharu!” He called out to her, clutching the two rings tight enough to leave indents in the palm of his hand. 

“What.” Her tone was calm and collected. A rarity. 

“I-I want to talk.” Libertas cringed at his stutter. He was already messing up. 

“I’m listening.” 

Libertas squinted. He could feel himself getting angry. Though she said she was listening to him, she didn’t look at him. Not once. Iungo taught him a lot about manners. If someone wasn’t looking, they weren’t listening. 

“You said that you’re listening but you’re not even looking at me! Do you not even know what you want?”

Koharu’s fists clenched suddenly. She rounded on him, her tear-streaked face turning from the moon and to him. “I’m the one who doesn’t know what she wants?!” She poked him roughly in the chest. “I want you to disappear, how about that!” 

“Hey!” Libertas stepped closer to her, unphased. “Just what is your problem?! I didn’t even do anything to piss you off this time!” 

“Oh I’m soooo sorry for offending you, O’ Prince Libertas!” Fresh tears began to spill from her eyes. “It’s just I’m so annoying and self-absorbed that I can’t help myself!” 

Libertas fell quiet. Those words couldn’t be a coincidence. 

“Were you... eavesdropping on my conversation?” 

“So what?” Koharu sniffled as she wiped her tears with the back of her hand. “And good thing I did. I didn’t know you hated me so much that you had the blab about it to your leader.” 

Libertas didn’t know what to really do in this situation. This was his first time trying to confess his feelings to someone he liked. It wasn’t helped by the fact that she was crying. Libertas wasn’t the type of person to comfort others either. He was completely out of his field of expertise here. 

But he wanted to follow through with his original plan. 

On instinct, he held out the rings to Koharu. She looked down at his hand, froze, then looked back at him. 

“I’m not going to lie, I do think those things about you. And I’m sure I have my own flaws that really wears down your sanity. But nonetheless, you still occupy my thoughts wholeheartedly. I want... to argue with you for the rest of my life no matter how short that life may be. A-And not even argue, I want to hear you talk about whatever you like and dislike. I want to fight alongside you. I want to watch you grow and I want to grow with you. I’m... in love with you. But with everything going on, I feel like dating isn’t the right course of action for us. It needs to be something strong so that I am remembered strongly in your heart. So... this is the best thing I can do that I know will show you my true feelings.” 

Libertas kept his gaze on the ground, unable to look at her as he spoke his true feelings. He didn’t want to know if she was disgusted. Or if she wanted to laugh at his stupidity. 

But she did none of these things. Instead, she lifted up his face to force him to look at her. 

“Okay.” 

“Okay?” Libertas blinked. 

“Don’t make me repeat myself,” Koharu glanced away for a second. Thanks to the moonlight, he could see that she was just as flustered as him. “Now. Are you gonna put the ring on my finger or not?” 

Libertas lifted up one of the rings. He was about to place it on her middle finger before she wiggled her ring finger instead, hinting at where she really wanted it. 

Ah. So that’s why it was called a ring finger. 

Just as he was about to place the other ring on his own finger, Koharu tsked before swiping it away from him. 

“Let me do this part, you goof.” She giggled before she placed the ring on his own ring finger as well. It... was far from the perfect fit. It slid up and down his finger like it was oil. Koharu looked down at her own ring. “We’ll grow into it. Probably.” 

They both shared a quick look. Libertas was all too aware of how close they were and leaned backwards, feeling awkward. Instead, he focused on their hands. She slid his hand into his before giving it a quick squeeze. Neither of them made the first move to pull away. 

“So... Now what?” Libertas asked. 

“W-Why are you asking me?” 

“You’re the girl, you’re supposed to be good at this romance stuff!” 

“And what is that supposed to mean?!” 

In the distance, Iungo watched with amusement as the two of them bickered back and forth over nothing yet again.

The kids would be alright.

[extremelyblackandwhite]

Is Steve still completely and utterly obsessed with Y/N? Goes he ever get in one of those moods and just cuff her to the bed again and remind her who she belongs too? I mean even after having kids I don’t think Steve could be tamed to the extreme.

pairing: steve kemp x dark!reader

warnings: 18+ topics (under 18 year olds do NOT interact/reader)

part of toxic

They didn’t know the reason why they had started to argue. This was supposed to be a romantic getaway weekend without any of the kids to interrupt them; yet, they had now ended up fighting. Not just fighting but stuck in a heated fight about what was sure to be one of the silliest things in the world. It didn’t matter, as per usual, Y/N wanted to be right and to win the fight and if that meant leaving the room where it was happening then so be it. She walked away from the living room and into the kitchen, anger almost lighting a path of flames as she escaped the argument. However, Steve was right behind on her heels. 

      - Come back here, Y/N. Don’t be fucking childish. - he tried to grab her arm but she swung it away from him. - I will not entrain your stupid arguments. 

      - Neither will I entertain yours. - she barked back.

      - You’re being fucking ridiculous. Can we discuss this like the adults we are?

      - I will but you clearly have no intention to do so because you never fucking change, Steve. 

      - What is that supposed to mean? 

      - You know what it is supposed to mean, you fucking psycho. 

Steve wrapped his hand around her neck, pushing her again the kitchen wall and closing the space between them. Her pupils widened as he stared into her eyes. There was still some sort of unexplainable urge and lust to see that particular look in her eyes. 

      - You forget who’s in charge here, baby. - his voice was deep as he cocked his head to the side. 

     - Fuck you, Steve. 

His lips bruised against hers, disarming her from any possible action before he was dragging her to the bedroom. She put up a fight, of course she did. She always put up a fight but that made him even want to do what he wanted even more. Silly, silly bunny, thinking that she’s on top. Maybe it’s on him, he’s been to forgiving with her moodiness lately. He threw her on top of the bed, moving to grab a tie from the bedside table to bound her to the bed. 

     - Untie me!

     - No, I’m done with you behaving like a fucking brat all the time. What could you possibly want more? - he unbuckled his trousers. - Fucking nice house in a fucking expensive neighbourhood, thousand dollar wardrobe ...

She merely turned her head to the side which further infuriated him. He’d normally lay over her, worship every inch of her body as it should but she didn’t deserve it now. She needed to be reminded, she needed to be reminded of who’s in charged. He towered over her, his hand caressing the inside of her thigh to pull down her underwear. His fingers bruised her face to look at him as he thrusted into her. 

    - If you won’t behave, I’ll fuck you until you do. 

[mammonsbby]

Friendship is Magic Indeed

This is the final part of my “when he knew he loved you” series.

Lucifer | Mammon | Levi | Satan | Asmo | Beel | Belphie Diavolo | Barbatos | Solomon | Simeon | Luke

✨My Masterlist✨

Warnings: Crying (briefly) Pairing: Luke & GN!MC (PLATONIC) Words: 1216

You’re lying on the couch, absentmindedly flipping through one of the many magazines that are strewn across the coffee table, when your phone screen lights up. You have a message.

Luke: MC, can you come outside? It’s an emergency!

Your eyes widen and you quickly make your way to the front door, where you find a red-faced angel, wiping his face on his sleeve.

“Luke! What’s the matter?” you ask, bending down to meet his eyes.

“Solomon made fun of me so I’m running away!” he blubbers.You make a face, surely he wouldn’t be mean to Luke on purpose.

“What did he do?” you ask, ushering him inside. He’s wary of entering the HOL, but lets you lead him to where you’d just been sitting on the couch. He plops down beside you, feet dangling off the edge of the cushions, and sobs.

“He said that my favorite show is for kids! And that it’s cute.”

You close your eyes for a second, holding in a sigh. The angel is far too sensitive when it comes to his age. What’s the best way to handle this?

“What’s wrong with that?” you ask.

Luke gives a look, “he called me childish!”

“No he didn’t. He said you like cute things. That’s okay. I like cute things! And I’m an adult. Asmo likes cute things and he’s… Well, he’s a LOT older than me.” you reply, running your fingers through his hair as he leans against you.

He’s silent for a few minutes, considering what you’ve said. Then he perks up, “what cute things do you like?”

“Oh, lots of things. I have stuffed animals in my room. And I like to watch cartoons sometimes. And… I like you!” you smile, booping his nose.

“I’m not cute!” he insists, giggling.

“Oh yes you are. But you don’t have to be defensive about liking cute things.”

“Will you watch my show with me?” he asks.

“Of course,” you answer.

—

After a couple of episodes of one of the silliest cartoons you’ve ever seen, you notice that Luke has fallen asleep, still cuddling against you. Your arm, which you’d wrapped around him, is now trapped between him and the back of the couch. And, boy, is it asleep.

You look around for ideas on how to free yourself without waking the sleeping angel. Then, your gaze falls on the coffee table, where a certain model is staring at you from the cover of a fashion magazine.

“Mammon,” you call, quietly. A portal opens and said demon appears, looking rather irritated.

“MC! I was—” he starts, but you hold your finger to your lips and point to Luke. Mammon’s eyebrows scrunch. “What’s he doin’ here?”

“He had a fight with Solomon,” you whisper.

“Huh.”

“Mams, can you please… carry him to my room so he can take a nap?” you ask, hopefully.

Your first demon considers it, and for a moment you think he’ll say no. But, instead of protesting, he scoops up the sleeping boy into his arms. And you lead the way to your room, opening the door for him.

He carefully lays the angel on your bed and you grab a spare blanket to drape over him. Then, close the door softly behind the two of you.

“Thanks Mammon,” you say.

“No problem. It’s sweet the way you take care of that kid,” he remarks.

“He’s just a baby. He’s thousands of years older than me, but he’s a baby,” you say, shaking your head.

Mammon scratches the back of his head, “what was the fight about?”

“Uh, Solomon said that Luke’s favorite show is cute.”

Mammon gives a look.

“I know, I can’t explain it either. But he was really upset. I’m gonna go text Simeon that he’s here. Thanks for the help, Mams. I owe you one.” you say, patting his arm.

The second born rolls his eyes, “you owe me a lot. But yeah, you’re welcome.”

—

After about an hour, Luke wakes up in a strange bed. Confused, he sits up and takes in his surroundings, realizing that this must be your room. He doesn’t remember coming in here. You must have carried him. How nice of you.

“Humans must be strong,” he says aloud to himself, not realizing that he’s not very heavy.

He stands and folds the blanket into a somewhat crumpled mess. Then he redoes it so it looks a bit nicer and leaves it on the foot of the bed. And exits your room, to try and find you.

When he does, you’re in the kitchen, with Simeon. What’s he doing here?

Luke pauses by the kitchen door.

“Thank you for telling me he was here. I was starting to get worried,” Simeon says.

“Don’t mention it. I’m just glad he came here instead of wandering around by himself.”

“The very idea is terrifying to me.” Simeon agrees with you.

“Yeah. It worries me a lot. I really care about him and I’m scared he’ll get hurt if he’s not careful.” you say, handing Simeon a cup of tea.

“He tends to make quick decisions without thinking about consequences. If I tell him what to do, he thinks I’m being pushy. If I don’t, he does what he wants. It’s quite frustrating.” he says, sipping his tea. Luke starts to pout.

“What a tough time you have, being a single father,” you remark, drawing a laugh from Simeon.

“I try to be a mentor, but… I feel like he thinks I’m trying to control him.” Simeon sighs.

“He loves you a lot, you know. I think all kids get aggravated with adults sometimes.” you answer. Luke leans forward, trying to hear more. But he leans a bit too far and stumbles forward.

To cover, he puts a hand over his mouth, and fakes a yawn. “MC? I didn’t know where you went.” he says, entering the room.

“Oh, you’re awake. Did you have a good rest?”

He nods.

“I’m glad,” you pause. “But, you know, you worried Simeon when he couldn’t find you. And that wasn’t very nice. Mature people don’t run away from their problems.”

Luke hangs his head, but you pat his shoulder and he perks up, “now, promise me you’ll talk to Solomon about what made you upset. So he knows how you feel.”

“I will.”

“Good,” you stand, and pull him into a hug. “Now, you’d better get home and finish your schoolwork. I don’t want you to get into trouble.”

Simeon smiles at you from behind Luke, “thank you,” he mouths.

—

After his talk with you, Luke apologizes to Simeon for leaving without letting him know. And tells Solomon that he didn’t mean to get so defensive. The sorcerer tells him that he meant nothing bad by it and that he likes that Luke isn’t afraid to like what he likes.

He finishes his homework, like you’d told him, and goes to bed early. He really wants to get up and make you something sweet for breakfast.

(The next morning, Luke meets you before class to give you a couple of muffins. You thank him and text him later to let him know how good they were. And he asks if he and Simeon can come over to watch more of his show with you.)

—

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[poemsforparker]

we’ll meet again - matt murdock x reader

“A broken heart is all that's left”

pairing: matt murdock (daredevil) x reader

summary: Matt’s life broke apart when he lost you in the blip, he was losing all hopes he had left on him thinking you’d never get back, until October 2023.

a.n: part one is here, they work better together but also just fine separated if you don't want to read the 1st!

warnings: angst w/ happy ending, grief.

word count: 1011

Five years. That's how long Matt had to live with the burden that he wasn't able to save the love of his life. That's how long he felt like crawling in broken glass every time he had to get out of bed to do the most simple tasks in his day.

The most mundane things felt painful. Having breakfast without you, listening to music without you, getting back home and having no one to receive him with opened arms and all love in the world to give. Instead, he was left with opened wounds he had to patch up himself, in all ways that could possibly mean.

His silk sheets that once had your scent stuck to them were no longer smelling the same, he didn't know when the house started to fade away your traces, slowly wiping out any evidence you were ever there, like burning something in a strong wind, the ashes getting blown away. And now all he had was memories of you.

And, heavens, he had tons of those. Good memories, that he kept with all his heart. He can still hear your laugh when he made a joke about himself, you didn’t get uncomfortable like most people did, you could make fun of him as much as you wished and your respect for him would never change, he knew that and the feeling was mutual.

He missed the nights at Josie's with the rest of the crew, when it felt like it was everything going to be just fine, when his greatest worries were stoping you from drinking too much and start doing a karaoke but without a song with Foggy. Just you and him yelling your favourite songs in the middle of the bar. And proceeding to do it in the middle of the street after getting all of you kicked out.

He also loved that about you, how you got along with his - very small - group of friends so easily, matched with them on your own way. Since how you and Foggy when together made the silliest jokes and could make his stomach hurt from laughing until how you and Karen worked minds together to get leads on a case no one else would've figured it out.

He missed this moments, and he missed his friends, none of them was blipped but you, but nothing was ever the same again. He still had Foggy, they still worked together and obviously were still friends, but Foggy had Marci, and Matt didn't have you.

His faith was never so shaken like it were doing this time. For long term, he convinced himself that this was God's way of punishing him for his sins, making him pay, but then, he saw how many other were affected by the events. How many good people. Good partners, good mothers, good kids. None of them deserved it. And that's when he was sure he didn't even have God anymore.

He tried therapy, but to him, at the time, it seemed useless to have someone try to help him when he could never tell this person who he really was, not one hundred percent, he could never tell the real reason why he thought he deserved such punishment, so why bother trying.

Then Matt lost himself. Right on the fourth year, after slowly losing hope, still hurt and still clueless when it came to how could he bring you back. He stated living his life as daredevil and daredevil only. Saying goodbye to Matthew Murdock, trying to burry his essence that carried so much of you six feet under.

But it didn't work.

All he could get himself was a pair of bloody hand knuckles and more and more sleepless nights. Foggy was day after day getting more concerned about him, so was Karen. But none of them risked to ask Matt to stop. They knew him well, and they knew the one and only person who could possibly control him was no longer between them.

Until October 17h, 2023.

Matt was alone at home, punching something to getaway his frustrations. When something. Someone. Caught his attention. He heard a heartbeat, from inside the house. He wasn't alone.

He stops his own noises to focus on where were they coming from. Matt can smell you and tears instantly flood his eyes. "It can't be." he mumbled.

But it was.

When he heard your voice, all he could do was cry. And then he hugged you, and said how much he missed you, how life was hell without you being there for him, and between his sobs and begs for you not leave again he kissed you. He put all his heart in it, all the love he could. His kiss felt nostalgic even to you, that didn't even know why.

You were confused, to say the less, to you, it was five seconds later you were on this house, Matt was on the bed, and everything was okay. But even though you didn't go through all of this with him. The house told the story for you.

The place no longer had any decorations, since they were always your doing for obvious reasons. The only thing you could spot that was still in place was a picture of the two of you hanging in the hallway, you got it as a gift for him in your three year anniversary, it had a Braille description in the back that was now was even outworn due to how many times he had read it before.

"Matt and Y/N at a white park bench, they hold hands and have wide smiles. 12/10/2016"

And Matt, he was... older, much older than the day you turned to dust. Later you found out you were gone for five years, not aging even a bit. Your heart ached thinking about the pain your lover must have felt, you held him in your arms for what could easily be hours and just stayed there, comforting him and making sure you were there now, that everything would get back to normal and you could start again from where you left it.

And so you did.

@distant-illusions I wrote it as fast as I could! rlly hope u liked it! ‹3

[harrysddtittys]

Could you maybe write something where Harry is a single father to maybe a girl. And just write how he’d deal with her terrible twos. Like from morning to night or something like that? 🥺

wow i finally got a requestttt!!! here you go! I know nothing about young children, so i don’t even know if this is an accurate description of a 2 y/o lol. but i hope you like it <33

Warnings: fluffff, dadrry, most likely some typos :)

Masterlist ❣︎ Requests

Piece of work

“Oh my God, Lani.” Harry groaned, groggily, as he was pulled out of his sleep by his daughter sitting on his back and yelling “Daddy, wake up!” in an playful voice. As much as he tries to pretend to not to like being woken up so obnoxiously every morning, they both know he loves for the first thing he hears every day to be his little girl yelling in his ear.

He lays there for a couple more minutes, wanting to sleep for a little bit longer, but gives up when he realizes she’s not going to be quiet until he gets up. “Okay, okay. I’m awake. Calm down.”

When he says that, she immediately gets off his back so that he can sit up, sitting next to him. He looks over at her. She’s wearing a random shirt of her’s that she doesn’t really wear other than to sleep, and her pull-up that she wears to prevent wetting the bed at night, and she has a head full of curly, unruly hair. He just smiles, so in awe of the fact he helped create something so beautiful.

Fatherhood was by far the best thing that ever happened to Harry. The second he looked his little girl, Alani in the eyes, he instantly felt the connection. He loves her with his entire being. But she can definitely be a lot to handle

She turned two not even three months ago. Harry Honestly thought the “terrible two’s” stage was a myth. Boy, was he wrong. The tantrums hit like lightning. Not only is she in her terrible two’s, but she’s naturally very stubborn, and sassy. She definitely got that from him. He swears she’s a 13 year old in a 2 year olds body.

“G’morning, bug.” He says, sitting up slowly because of the stiff joints from not moving much all night. “Good morning, daddy!” She squeals excitedly. Once he’s fully sat up, Alani jumps on him, throwing her tiny arms around him, causing Harry to chuckle. She gets so excited when he wakes up for the day.

He wraps his arms around her and squeeze her lightly, but grunting as if he’s squeezing her as tight as he can, making her giggle. “Did you sleep good?” He questions, quietly. “Yeah.” She mumbles, feeling so content where she is, like in her dad’s arms is the best place in the world. “V’got some things to do today. Y’wanna go run some errands with daddy?” This causes her to pull away from him with with wide eyes, nodding eagerly. The biggest smile spreads across Harry’s features. “Yeah?” Which she responds to by nodding again.

“Then we gotta get ready, bub. Y’hungry?” He asks to which she responds with a simple “Yes.” “Alright let’s go eat.” When he says that, Alani gets down off the bed, before sprinting out of his room, and toward the kitchen full speed. “Stop running!” He slightly scolds, hearing her tiny feet padding down the hallway at a much slower speed than before.

He always gets so nervous when she’s running around, but especially when she’s running in the house. She’s so wild and crazy, yet so clumsy. Constantly falling, and running into things. She rarely actually gets hurt. Most of the time she moves on from it like nothing happened. But it scares the absolute shit out of Harry every time.

When he enters the kitchen, he sees Alani standing next to the counter. As soon as he’s in her line of vision she starts pointing to the box of cinnamon toast crunch. “Daddy, this?” with pleading eyes. Harry just laughs. He doesn’t let her eat those than often for breakfast, because of how sweet they are, choosing to fix something on the healthier side for them to eat instead. But today he figured it wouldn’t hurt to let her have a little bowl of it before the day starts.

He goes over to the little girl who is still aggressively pointing at the box of cereal, ending down to pick her up. “Alright, alright. Hold you’re horses, will you?” He coos softly. He gently sits her down on at the kitchen table before returning back over to the counter. He opens the cabinet, pulling out a small bowl. When he’s finished making her cereal, he grabs her one of her baby spoons before serving it to her. “Thank you!” she says loudly. “You’re welcome, princess.” he chuckles.

Harry doesn’t like cinnamon toast crunch, it’s way to sweet for him. He decides he’ll just pop a bagel in the toaster and call it a day.

* * *

Once they’ve finished breakfast, they got completely ready for the day, and we’re soon ready to head out. Harry turns around to look at his daughter. She’s dressed in a denim dress, with a white t-shirt underneath, and white tennis shoes. Her hair’s brushed up into two sleek pigtails, which he’d become a pro at over the past couple years. Harry decided on a white t-shirt with a gray pair of pants. “Y’ready t’go, love?” he asked, feeling around his pockets to make sure he had everything. “Mhm!”

once they’re out to the car, Harry straps Alani into her car seat in the back, peppering kisses all over her tiny face once she’s all buckled in. “Daddy!” She squeals. Giggling, he closes the door, and goes around to the drivers side, getting in and powering the car on. “Alright, let’s roll.” he sighs, turning around to back out of the driveway.

They needed to stop at the grocery store, just to stock up on some things they needed around the house. So that’s where they were headed to now.

“Daddy, look! Red!” Alani exclaimed, pointing at the red car that was next to them. “Yes, that is red, baby, good job!” Harry beams. “Y’so smart.”

They continue driving toward their local grocery. Harry looks into his rear view mirror to check in Alani, and catches her staring at him. She’s always staring at him. It seems to be her favorite thing to do. He pulls the silliest face he could think of, causing her to burst into laughter. Harry laughs right along with her. Her laugh is so contagious. “Do it again!” She giggles. Harry happily obliges, pulling the goofy face once more, causing her angelic little laugh to engulf his ears.

After a little while of driving, they finally reached their destination, pulling into the grocery store parking lot. Alani watches her dad get out of the car, patiently waiting for him to make his way around to her side to get her out of the car. Soon enough, he does, taking her out of her cars seat and carrying her on his hip as the go into the store.

* * *

“Daddy, Daddy! Can I have that?” Alani asks loudly, pointing to something. “Shhh, you have to use your inside voice, darling.” Harry reminds her gently. He looks over to where she was pointing and not to his surprise, he sees a doll on the shelf. He’s grown to hate telling her no, but they didn’t come for toys, and she has more than enough at home already. “No, my love. Not today.” Her face immediately dropped. “But… but please?” She whines, her lip quivering. Harry hates that she’s disappointed but he knows he can’t give in. “No, baby. You don’t have to cry. Just not today, okay?” he says gently.

That doesn’t help, considering her whimpers are quickly turning into loud wails, and he knows the meltdown is coming. “Lani, it’s okay. You have plenty of toys at home to play with.” he try’s to reason but it doesn’t stop the tears that are slowly rolling down her face, and the loud, attention drawing cries. People were starting to look, and Harry was starting to get frustrated, but she was only 2. He knew she was still learning how to deal with her emotions. But when your kid is having a complete meltdown, and screaming in the middle of a store over a doll, that’s definitely a bit annoying.

Harry leans down to be face to face with her in her, who’s seated in the cart. “Alani, I know you’re upset, but you’re not going to scream.” He says softly, but slightly sternly. She looks at her dad, still crying but visibly calming down. Harry waits for her whines to die down completely before asking her “Are we okay now? Can we keep shopping?” to which she responds to with a nod.

After picking up just a few more essentials, they’re in line, waiting to check out. Harry looks down at Alani, realizing she’s been pretty silent ever since she stopped crying. He sees her with the all too familiar scowl on her face, with a pout of her lips. “Why are you looking so evil, bub?” Harry asked, with a gentle shake of his head. She doesn’t respond, but she doesn’t need to because he already knows she’s mad at him for refusing to buy her a doll.

He just rolls his eyes and try’s not to laugh. She really is something else. But he knows that she’s genuinely mad at him and him not taking her seriously will set her off again.

Eventually, they make their way up to the front of the line to check out, and soon enough their heading back out to the car. Harry looks at her, as he’s loading all the groceries into the trunk of his car to see that she still has the same mean look on her face. “Y’gonna stay mad at daddy all day, huh?” He teases her solely for his own enjoyment, knowing she’s much to busy trying to have an attitude to laugh at anything he says. She nods silently, still refusing to speak to him. Harry can’t help but laugh at that, knowing that wasn’t true in the slightest. “Y’have to learn t’take ‘no’ for an answer, baby love.” He sighs.

When they’re in the car in the way home, Harry looks at her in the mirror, pulling some silly faces like he was doing earlier. She sees him, and while she was still trying to hold her angry face, he can see the smile tugging at her lips. He doesn’t stop until her scowl is completely replaced by a smile, her beautiful laugh ringing through his ears, making his heart flutter with joy.

“Ahhh, I thought you were mad!” Harry laughs, causing her to laugh along with him, knowing she failed her attempt at holding a grudge on him. “Are we gonna be friends again?” Harry asks jokingly. “Yeah, we’re friends again!” Alani states matter of factly, causing Harry to chuckle.

This child really was a little piece of work, but he loves her nonetheless.

“Good.”