#*smiles* *hugs you* *covers you with a blankie*

[leatherbookmark]

I love tiktok edits of videos from fansigns and such because they subtitle everything. Not just what the idols are saying -- though it's more of a "*praises him*" than "wow that was so cool!" kind of subtitles -- but also every single thing they do. So you have a video of a guy talking quietly to another guy, and in case you didn't know what you're looking at, the subtitles helpfully inform you that the guy who's smiling is smiling, or that the guy who's taking his jacket off is taking his jacket off, etc, etc. Fascinating.

[elizabethsnuts]

Can you write something where Hotch and Jack are picking up reader from daycare/preschool and she’s just so excited to show them the ring pop a boy gave her and telling them how she’s married now and they’re both freaking out lol?

Daycare Drama

Aaron Hotchner x Daughter!Reader

Summary: You had a preschool “marriage” though Aaron and Jack were not too thrilled with that idea.

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The team's case had finished early, which meant they were able to go home early. Usually, Aaron stayed overtime to work on paperwork but now that he was a single father, he had to divide his attention between both his work and his kids. He had to pick Jack up from school and you up from daycare, he didn’t have time for paperwork at the moment.

Aaron walked into your daycare with Jack, heading past reception and into your colourful preschool room. It was noisy in there, as usual since it held a dozen tiny kids. But among that normal noise was a very familiar squeal and adorable high-pitched giggle that could only belong to one energetic little girl, you.

“Daddy! Jack!!” You squealed loudly, almost tripping over the now-discarded toys that you were playing with. You ran straight over to Aaron, giving him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek, repeating the same with Jack.

Aaron smiled and leaned down to your level, ruffling your hair slightly. “Hey, Y/N! How was your day today? No biting right?”

You shook your head with an enthusiastic giggle, hiding your little hands behind your back. “No biting! My day was super duper good. Guess what!?”

Aaron chuckled and gave you a high-five. “Great job! Guess what? I don’t know sweet girl, what’s up?”

You quickly took your little hand out from behind your back and held it up with a cheeky grin. Your tiny finger was adorned with a red ring pop. “I got married!”

Aarons's face dropped and the smile was faced with a confused frown. “What- wait- wait- what? Married?? To who?”

You giggled and pointed across the room, over to one of the little boys who was knocking down block towers. “Andy!”

Jack frowned and shook his head. “N/N! You can’t be married, you’re too young!”

You shook your head quickly. “No no no! I’m married! We got married at snack time!”

Aaron raised an eyebrow and put his hands on his hips. “I thought I told you no dating till you were 21.”

You groaned and slapped your little hand to your forehead. “Daddy, that’s centuries away! And we’re not dating, we are married!”

Jack huffed, putting his face in his hands. He was a very protective big brother and the idea of you having a lover was not something he wanted to think about. “That’s even worse! You can’t marry someone without knowing them really well.”

You shook your head and sighed, you were feeling pretty sassy. “I do know him, he plays in the sandpit with me and we share snacks.”

Aaron just sighed and shook his head. “Alright, alright, let’s just get out of here…”

Of course, Aaron knew it was all just harmless, absolutely nothing serious but he still couldn’t help but feel overprotective. You were his baby girl and he didn’t want anyone breaking your heart.

———

The next day after daycare, you had some news to break. You went over to Aaron and Jack with a fed-up look on your face. “Andy is not my husband anymore!”

Aaron tried to hide the smirk that was creeping up his face, you were upset and he had to sympathise with you, as relieved as he was. “Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that Y/N. What did he do?”

You huffed, placing your little hands on your hips. “He took Blankie!” You held up your pink blankie that now seemed to be covered in dirt. “He threw her in the dirt!”

Aaron sighed, shaking his head softly. “That is not nice of him at all, you deserve a boy who respects you and makes you happy. Not someone who makes you feel bad like Andy did when he threw Blankie in the dirt. I’ll make sure to give Blankie a good wash when we get home, alright?”

You nodded and sighed, giving Aaron a tight hug. “Thanks, Daddy, she needs to be clean. I’m not going near Andy again!”

Aaron chuckled softly and lifted you up into his arms, walking out of the preschool room to sign you out at reception. “You stick to that, girl! Andy is bad news.”

You nodded in agreement. “Bad bad news.”

Aaron knew that as you got older he’d have to get used to the fact that you’d have boyfriends come and go, maybe have your heart broken a few times but that was life. He just hoped you’d find someone that made you happy. If you were happy, he was happy.

[littlespacereader]

I saw that ur criminal minds agere fic is just one so here is my request

Daddy hoch x dada derek x little reader where something is bothering her but she regressed to a headspace where she is non verbal (she is always tiny in her headspace but today she was extra tiny) and they try to find out what's wrong but there gotta go to work but dont want to leave her alone so they go all to the Bau and after a while she falls asleep with her paci in mouth a stuffy under her arm a blankie in her hand and wrapped in a very big cozy weighet blanked 😍😍🥺

GET OUT OF HERE! Don’t actually because this fic is absolutely adorable!! I’m a sucker for a good CG!Hotch fic but CG!Morgan too!! I’m dead!! I absolutely love the ideas you added to the request so I made sure to include them all! I apologize for how long this took me to write. Between school and all the rewriting I’ve been doing it’s been a bit of a hassle. But I’m very happy with how this fic turned out! Please enjoy!! Thank you for the request!

Baby in the Bullpen 🍼����📄

Caregiver! Aaron Hotchner, Caregiver! Derek Morgan, & Fem Little! Reader

Tags - SFW!, hurt/comfort, hugs, cuddles, forehead kisses, pacifiers, sippy cups, low key mentions of pull-ups, BAU family

Nicknames - Princess, sweetheart, baby, sweet girl, Daddy for Hotch, Dada for Morgan

Picture a day where everything is perfect. It’s a perfect day where everything goes well and there’s no problem or pressure at all. Almost like you’ve been floating on a happy little cloud.

Today is not one of those days.

Today is a day where everything that could possibly go wrong goes wrong. Like a rain cloud that’s only centered on you.

I knew the moment I woke up it was going to be one of those days. Snuggled between my Caregivers in a nice warm bed, what more could any Little ask for? But my alarm went off and off to work I went.

It wasn’t every day my Caregivers had the day off, so I was especially mad I had work while the two of them were home. But trying to match my schedule with theirs always seemed like an uphill battle.

I arrived to my job at the bookstore to a line, let me repeat, A LINE of angry customers! How you could possibly be angry in a bookstore is beyond me, but today wanted to test me to see my limits.

So there I stood, listening to one complaint after the other, all while trying to keep my composure.

My book came with scratches on the cover!

My book’s cover was supposed to be purple!

I didn’t like the ending!

You didn’t say it was a sad book!

Blah, Blah, Blah. All utterly stupid and pointless complaints that were more ridiculous than the next. Despite their ridiculous claims it’s began to ware me down with one right after the other.

I longed for the day to end, for my Caregivers, who were probably on each others nerve by now without me as their favorite buffer. The thought brought a smile to my face.

Then my manager came over and decided to ruin it all. “Y/N, I’m going to need you to stay later today. Elizabeth called in sick.”

“I can’t I have plans.” Do I actually have plans? No, nothing besides a nice early dinner and cuddling with my Caregivers. But she didn’t need to know that.

“I’m afraid you’re going to have to cancel them. You’re the only one here so you’re going to cover it.” And with that she walked away.

Suddenly I felt the weight of the day layered on again. I became overwhelmed with emotions I wasn’t allowed to have at the moment. I took my break and went into the restroom to pull myself together.

Frustrated tears fell from my eyes but I couldn’t break down now, not yet. I would have time for this when I got home. I just needed a minute and then I could go back out there and deal with everyone once again.

~~~

Morgan could see Y/N’s headlights going up the driveway before he heard the car door slam shut.

“Hotch, she’s home.” He called out to him, before the front door opened.

The moment Y/N entered the house, Morgan and Hotch immediately looked over. Morgan sat by the television and Hotch had popped out of kitchen. But immediately they could both see that something was wrong.

“Princess? You alright?” Morgan right away asked. His usual smile replaced with a worried look.

Y/N didn’t say a word. She just dropped her bags and started crying. Morgan jumped from the couch and quickly made his way over to her.

“Hey, hey, hey, what happened? What’s going on?” Morgan lifted the sad Little into his arms.

Y/N didn’t say a word, she just grabbed Morgan’s shirt like her life depended on it and cried. Hotch crossed the house, joining Morgan and Y/N at the door.

The two Caregivers shared a worried look. “What happened sweetheart?” Hotch tried to ask but still Y/N didn’t say a word. She just buried her head against Morgan’s chest and continued to sob.

Morgan began walking around the room with the Little in his arms, lighting bouncing and shushing her cries. One arm wraps around her back with his hand cradling her head.

Morgan and Hotch continue to share worried looks to one another as the two Caregivers turn their profiling sides on for a moment.

“She was supposed to be home at 3 right?”

“Yeah but she texted me saying they had to keep her there long.” Hotch replied.

“So a bad day at work?”

“This isn’t just from a bad day at work. This is a build up. We were gone all last week and now the first day of our break she has to work. Mix that with possibly a bad day and…” Hotch trailed on.

“Poor baby,” Morgan coos, “Missing your handsome Caregiver today huh?” He jokes hoping to get anything from his little one, but it doesn’t get a smile. Instead she just rests her head on his shoulder as tears still slip from her eyes.

Thankfully all the walking around bouncing seemed to work, at least a little bit. Y/N was no longer crying but she didn’t seem too happy either.

“There we go, no more tear gorgeous. You’re okay now. We’ve got you.” Morgan sat beside Hotch on the couch, pulling Y/N in his lap.

Hotch leaned over and wiped the remaining tears from her face. “It’s been a long day hasn’t it?” He asked but Y/N just cuddled closer to Morgan instead of answering.

All at once the two realized their baby was feeling a bit non verbal today. It didn’t happen often with Y/N, but when it did they knew she was feeling especially young.

“Not in the mood for talking? That’s okay princess. We’ve got you.” Morgan starts to say.

“How about this? How about we go upstairs and get changed out of these big uncomfortable clothes and into something a bit more comfortable? Squeeze my hand once for yes and twice for no.”

Morgan took her hand in his. After a moment of thinking he set a single squeeze. He looked to Hotch and nodded. “Alright, let’s get you changed.”

He stands and immediately smells something burning. “Aaron…you’re burning dinner again.” Hotch’s face dropped. He jumps up from the couch and runs into the kitchen.

Morgan smirked and shook his head. He carries Y/N upstairs and while chuckling, “It isn’t really a Daddy dinner if he didn’t burn it?” He joked. That got a small smile from Y/N. They were heading in the right direction.

Once in her light pink bedroom, he set her down on her bed and began going through her dresser drawer. “Okay, I think for you tonight we’re going to get you dressed in the absolute softest pajamas. And the absolute softest pajama you have arrrreeeeee these!”

He turned back to the bed to see Y/N sitting patiently with her favorite stuffie Sharky the shark in hand. “Ta-da!” He held up the fluffy pink long sleeve onesie complete with footed feet.

Y/N squeezes their stuffie as they took a moment of consideration. They decided with a simple nod of the head as a yes to Morgan and the footed onesie.

“Great! I thought I picked a good one,” he winked, “Now let’s get you changed for the night.”

Morgan helped Y/N take off their normal work attire and changed into the soft onesie and a pull-up for good measure. “There we are. Now let’s get your hair out of your face.” Morgan moved to get their hair tied and brush when there was a knock to the door.

~~~

Daddy walked in and he had that look on his face. You know, the look that says something’s wrong and he’s not happy about it.

“Derek I need to speak to you for a moment.”

That’s never a good thing.

“Y/N, we’ll be right outside the door okay? Just for a minute.” Dada reiterated.

My two Caregivers left the room and closed the door behind them. Then, once again, I was alone. The terrible feelings start to come back again.

Dada scared them away with his gentle rocking, shushing and jokes. He always knows how to make me feel better when I’m upset. But now my sadness was returning and with it fear. It’s never a good thing when your Caregivers go to talk about something first without you there.

I squeezed my shark stuffie a little tighter as I stared down the bedroom door. Was I in trouble? Was there trouble? My mind started to spiral with ideas.

It sounded like they were arguing, not with each other but about something. Again, that’s never a good thing to hear. My sadness took a backseat for a second as curiosity took the wheel. I hoped off my bed and walked over to the door with the hopes of maybe catching what they were talking about.

“Call them back and tell them we can’t. I mean you see the kind of night she’s having.”

“You don’t think I know that? *sigh* I tried everything, every excuse in the book. Rossi knows us, he knows Y/N. He wouldn’t be asking if it wasn’t life or death, you know he wouldn’t.”

“So what are we going to do? She can’t be by herself tonight-“

I backed away from the door as I processed what they’re saying. Uncle Rossi called? That means they were going to the office. They’re leaving me.

The realization brought sadness back to the drivers seat. I walked back over to my bed and crawled under the covers. Maybe it’s better if I’m alone. I don’t want them! I don’t want anyone!

I cried into my shark stuffie as I heard the door open and close again. Then I heard the sound of footsteps over to my bed before I felt someone sit next to me.

“Sweetheart it’s okay. You don’t have to hide it’s just Daddy.” Hotch said as his hand rubbed the top of the blanket.

Okay maybe I was lying when I said I wanted to be alone…because I don’t. I want him to stay!

I peeked my head out from the blanket and was met with Daddy’s worried eyes. He opened his arms to me as a silent invitation, one I happily took. He brought me into his lap and hugged me close. I rested my head on his shoulder as tears fell from my eyes.

“There’s my sweet girl. Now, there’s something we need to talk about.”

The last scared me, and all at once I started crying some more as I shook my head no. I don’t want to hear the bad news.

“It’s okay, you didn’t hear it yet. It’s not a bad thing I promise. It’s just…a change of plans.” Hotch sighed as he began to rub my back to calm me down, “You see, Uncle Rossi called me and he really needs Dada and I to go to the office and work on something. Now normal I would rather you stay home and stay far away from the office. But I can see you really need Dada and I tonight so…you’re going to come to the office with us.”

My sniffles here and there stopped for a moment as I process what he was saying. I would come into the office with them?

I lifted my head off his shoulder and looked at him confused. I would go to his office, like this? And he was okay with it? I mean, his team knows about my regress. One of them even regresses too. Spencer and I are best friends because of it. But everyone else at the FBI doesn’t know.

I guess Daddy could see my confusing because he explained on. “It would only be us, just our team. It’s too late for everyone else to be at the office anyway. Just Aunt JJ, Aunt Emily, Aunt Penelope, Uncle Rossi and Spencer. No one else.”

That put my worries at ease, but it didn’t answer million other questions running through my mind. Before I really understood what was happening, he stood up and made his way over to the dresser.

He paused seeing my hair ties and brush sitting on top. Daddy chuckled, “It’s a good thing I stopped Dada before he brushed your hair. Isn’t that right?”

I mean he wasn’t lying. When it came to doing my hair, Hotch is my favorite person…well after Aunt Penelope, JJ and Emily of course. Morgan…he wasn’t the most gentle when it came to brushing my hair. He sat back on the bed and began to brush and tie my hair.

Once satisfied, he went to my closet and grabbed my usual Little to-go bag. He began packing it with the usuals some coloring books, crayons, toys, my pacifier, and a weighted blanket. But speaking of paci…

Immediately when I saw my favorite pacifier I whined and made grabbie hands for it. Daddy immediately held it up for me as if to say “is this want you want?” When I nodded my head yes repeatedly, he walked over and handed it to me.

I immediately popped it in and felt the rush of relief. There’s something about a paci that just melts away the stress. I held Sharkey close and closed my eyes for a moment, soaking in the nice fuzzy feeling before it disappeared.

Daddy walked back over with a little pacifier clip. He wrapped it around and clipped it to my onesie so I wouldn’t lose it.

Dada popped in with a sippy cup on his hand. He handed it to Daddy before he zipped the bag up. I looked over at Dada and notice the new outfit he was wearing. Actually, now that I’m thinking that I notice Daddy was the same way. Out of their usual at home comfy clothes and back into their stupid work clothes.

“All set?” Hotch asked Morgan.

“Yeah I’m all set. Is she all good?”

“She’s all packed up and ready to go.”

Then they both looked back to me. I just squeezed Sharky and looked away. Dada walked over and kneeled down beside me.

“I know the last thing you want to do tonight is go out. But…” he dragged the but on, “Think of this whole thing like an adventure. Going undercover with your Caregivers at the FBI. You’re our Little agent tonight.”

I lifted my head up and met his eyes. That did sound cool the way he was saying it. I put my arms out to him and made grabby hands to be held.

He never needs to be told twice. He smiled, lifting me up into his arms. “Come on baby, let’s start our adventure.”

Dada carried me to the car with Daddy right behind. In Daddy’s arms, my backpack and his brief case in the other. Daddy hoping in the drivers seat while Dada buckled me into my seat. Once he hopped into the passenger seat, we were off.

The ride to the BAU wasn’t long at all, but with the emotionally exhausting day I’ve been having, I kept nodding off the whole drive. I really only woke up when the SUV came to a stop in the underground parking garage.

Daddy came to my side of the car, helping me with my seatbelt before I hoped out. It was weird seeing the parking garage so empty. Usually it would be filled with cars. Now it had our SUV and the others cars inside of it with the rest of the spots empty.

We made our way to the elevator. “Wanna press 15 for me sweetheart?” Hotch asked. I nodded and happily pressed the button. With that the doors close and we start to go up.

Once the doors opened I immediately started to feel shy. It’s very rare that I go out regressed like this, walking around in my onesie, stuffie in my hands and my paci in my mouth.

But today was a horrible, horrible day. And there was no way I was going to be much older than I am now.

I walk closer to Dada and grab his hand. He holds onto it tightly as I walk sort of hidden behind him.

Once in the bullpen Rossi greeted us. He began briefing Morgan and Hotch on what’s going on. All the big words fly over my head as I stay hidden against Dada’s side.

After a moment he turns and looks at me, “And hello my beautiful niece! How are you doing tonight? Out on a late night adventure?” Rossi smiles.

“She’s not feeling very talkative tonight David.” Hotch explains.

“Aw! That’s no problem. Whatever is most comfortable for my favorite niece in the whole world.” His kindness starts to bring me out of my shell a bit. I turn from Dada’s side to Rossi with a small smile across my face.

“She’s your only niece.” Morgan chuckles.

“Doesn’t make her any less my favorite.” Rossi winks towards me. Again I can’t help but smile.

With my free hand I lift Sharky up to Rossi to see. “Ahh! Well if it isn’t Sharky! He scared me! I thought there was a loose shark in here! You better keep an eye on him Y/N.” He winked.

Rossi looks back up towards Morgan and Hotch and explaining what they needed to do.

Morgan looks to me and squeezes my hand before letting it go, “Alright princess I gotta go do some work. You’re going to go with Daddy, okay? I’ll see you later.”

With a pat to my back and a kiss to the top of my forehead Dada he made a move to leave. But before he could I grabbed his hand again, a whine sounding behind my pacifier.

I could feel Daddy place a hand on my shoulder as Dada turned around and took his hand from me. “I know baby, I know. I promise I’ll be back soon. You stay with Daddy.” He tried to reassure but I shake my head no.

Tears fell from my face as I watched him walk into the middle of the bullpen and take a seat at his desk. I didn’t want this! I want to be home with the two of them!

Daddy picks me up and carried me towards his office, all while rubbing my back and trying to reassure me. Looking over his shoulder I could see the whole team gathering to talk about the case.

Aunt JJ and Emily stand next to Morgan’s desk chatting with him. Not unusual. What is unusual is Spencer. I’ve never seen Spencer outside of our headspaces before. Whenever we hang out he’s regressed with me. So seeing him working and being his usual adult self was an odd shock to my system.

But soon we were in Daddy’s office with the door shutting behind him. All at once the overwhelming office became less overwhelmed with just the two of us together.

He sat his briefcase down on his desk before crossing the office and taking a seat with me on his office couch. “It’s okay. I know, it’s a long day isn’t it? And it keeps getting longer. But I’m here and Dada’s just a few feet away. We’re here.”

Daddy spends a moment reassuring and comforting me. Once my tears stop falling he coaxes me to start to color at his coffee table. “Alright, Daddy’s got to go do some work and while I do why don’t you color a picture for Dada and I? If you need anything you just come over and I’ll help you.”

With a kiss to my forehead, he picked me up and placed me on the couch. He grabs my coloring book, my crayons and my sippy cup and places them all infront of me before he heads to his desk to work.

For a little while I try not to bother him as he types away on his computer and makes phone call after phone call. But after a picture or two I get a bit antsy. I want to be by him or Dada! Not at this stupid coffee table!

So, grabbing Sharky and my weighted blanket, I make my way over to Daddy at his desk. I round the desk and pull on his sleeve.

~~~

Hotch, who can’t even remember his name at the moment with the amount of work he has, snaps out of his fog when he feels a small tug on his sleeve.

Then a small smile creeps across his face as he sees the tired Little standing infront of him, rubbing their eyes with their fist, a yawn or two escaping behind their pacifier.

“Oh, Y/N. What’s the matter sweetheart?” He asks before remembering.

He takes a moment to look them over before asking, “You wanna go to bed sweetheart?” That gets a nod. “Okay, give me a second and I’ll get the couch set up for you.”

But before he even turns back to his computer, Y/N whiles and shakes her head no. That seemed to upset her.

Hotch turns to her once again, this time confused. She wants to sleep, but not on the couch. “What’s the matter honey?” He asked concerned.

Y/N, with tired tears in her eyes, reach out to him with her stuffie and blanket in her arms. Ohhhhhhh. Finally it kicks in.

“You wanna snuggle honey? Okay. Come here, let’s bundle you up first.” Y/N holds onto her shark as Hotch leans forward and wraps her weighted blanket around her. Then he picked her up like a little burrito and sits her on his lap. Her head rest comfortably against his chest as he wraps his arms around her.

“There you go. Comfy?” He asks getting a small nod in agreement. “Alright, you go to sleep. Daddy will be right here to protect you.” Hotch adds with a kiss to her forehead for good measure.

Hotch continues on working with Y/N peacefully sleeping in his arms. Her head pressed again his chest listening to his heart beat, her paci still in her mouth and her shark stuffie held tightly inside her blankie. She’s the most relaxed she had been all day.

An hour flew by before Hotch received a knock at his door. Garcia popped her head in to ask Hotch a question but that quickly flew out the window as she got a look at how adorable Y/N was.

“Oh my gosh!!! Look at her!!” She whispered, practically dying at the sight of Y/N peacefully sleep in Hotch’s arms.

Garcia couldn’t help herself and alerted everyone to the cute sight. Soon everyone was taking a break from their work to pop into Hotch’s office and see Y/N. They all cooed and awed at the adorable Little who only cuddled closer to her Caregiver.

Morgan smirks and rolls his eyes plays fully, “Hey! When is it my turn?”

“Your chances of being president of the FBI are better than you getting Y/N from my arms.” Hotch jokes back. Now that he had the sweet sleeping Little in his arms, he was not letting her go.

[naturesapphic]

Heyyy, is it okay if I send a billie eilish x little reader request!

I really like the show bluey, its kind of embarrassing because yk I'm 19 and like bluey but anyway... just a little fluffy fic of little reader who loves watching bluey is kinda nervous to watch it at first around billie in fear of being made fun of, but she reasures us that there is nothing wrong with us liking bluey! As a suprise, zhe buys us a cute bluey stuffie and watches bluey with us all snuggled up on the couch with a really cozy fluffy blanket and our binkie.

Thank you sm 🥹

Bluey

Caregiver!billie eilish x little!fem!reader

Warnings: hurt/comfort, fluff, age regression

Sitting on the couch with your stuffie and favorite blankie, you were trying to pick what to watch on tv while your mommy was beside you. What you really wanted to watch was bluey but even in your headspace for some reason you were embarrassed to watch it with your mommy. You knew she would never judge you but you just wanted to play it safe. So whenever she would leave or have to go do something you would quickly turn it on.

“Why don’t we watch bluey baby.” Billie suggested and your eyes widened at her suggestion and your mouth dropped opened. Billie chuckled at your expression and carefully closed your mouth. “I know it’s your favorite show baby.” She confessed and your whole face got red. “H-how chu k-knows?” You said shyly and she giggled. “I’m your mommy…I always know.” She joked as she tickles your sides softly making you squeal. “C-chu n-Nu tinks I-it’s weirds?” You question her and she shakes her head. “Baby no. I would never judge or make fun of you in anyway, especially over something you love to watch!” She said smiling down at you.

“I actually got you a little something. I’ll be right back!” Your mommy exclaims in excitement as she gets off the couch and runs upstairs. You curiously watched her and when she came back down she had a bunch of bags in her hands. She goes back over to where you are on the couch and sits beside you with the bags in front of you. “Go ahead baby. Open them, they are all yours.” She said with a wide smile on her face as she watches your face light up. You quickly opened the bags one by one and they revealed a bunch of bluey stuff! You got a new bluey blankie, a bluey binkie, bluey coloring books and crayons, a bluey stuffie and bingo, and toys!

“Tank chus mommy!” You squealed happily as you throw yourself into her arms. She giggles and throws her arms around your body, hugging you tightly against her. “You are so welcome my sweet girl. You deserve it.” She says as she pulls away from the hug and cups your cheeks in her hands. You giggle and press a gentle kiss on her lips making her smile even bigger. “Now���why don’t we cuddle up and watch some bluey hm?” She said and you quickly nodded. You grabbed your new fluffy bluey blanket and handed it to mommy so she could cover the both of you up. You grabbed your stuffies and held it close to your chest as you grabbed your binkie. You placed it on your mouth and started suckling as Billie put on bluey. You giggled and smiled as you watched and Billie fell even more in love with you. Her little baby.

A/n: thank you so much for this amazing request Anon! And hey! I’m 19 and i still watch bluey so you aren’t alone! :D I hope you enjoyed this and I hope everyone else did too! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all! :)

[madebyrolo]

Holding me and holding back pt.3

⚘.

She/her

Rafe Cameron x pouge reader

summary: Kook vs pouge still exists on the mainland.

obx master list (find mini series here!)

─── ʚɞ ⋅ ᯓᡣ𐭩 ⋅ ୨୧ ───

As you finished doing your hair Rafe finally arrives back from breakfast.

“Good morning princess” Rafe says as he enters the room with just keys.

“Hey babe, where’s breakfast?” You ask as you place a kiss on his cheek in search of your jewelry.

“Change of plans, had the little altercation with Maybank. Thought we go out mainland.” He says with a guilty smile.

You sigh “What happened?”

“Well I was getting coffee and jj happened to be working in the cafe. I order your signature iced cameral macchiato 3 creamers and when I went to go pick it up jj said “hmm got the same coffee order as y/n. are you wearing her black lace pantees too?” hes lucky i didn’t punch him.”

“Rafe come on we talked about this.”

“How does he know what panties you wear? I bough those for you?” He asked as his tounge swiped his lips.

“Rafe we’ve spent days at the chateau and he just probably saw them with my laundry or something calm down” you say putting on a gold necklace.

“You’re right. beside he couldn’t even get in your pants if he wanted too.” He chuckled as he went into the bathroom.

“Oh and I threw the drink at him.”

“RAFE!”

𐙚 -time skip- 𐙚

You and Rafe are sitting on the ferry, hand in hand with matching outfits he insisted on wearing.

“Remember the time when we went to Charlotte too see The Weeknd?” Rafe said looking at you.

“Yeah it was really fun, though it was hard to cover up to the pouges” you say scrunching your face as the sun hit it.

“Ugh why do they get suspicious of your happiness?” He playful rolled his eyes.

“Maybe it’s the fact that they all work 3 jobs a week to survive and I went on a thousand dollar trip for ‘funsies’ but hashtag idk Rafe.” you blanky stated.

“I bet jj had a lot to say”

“Oh the mouth on that boy- wait Rafe enough with the jj jealousy!l

“Not jealous.” He said not even convincing himself.

“What is it then. Love? Obsession?” You joke

“Okay fine jealously…” he said under his breath

“Aww Rafe Cameron’s a bitch??” You gasp dramatically.

“Okay whatever, besides im on the date with you right now”

“Yeah well now believe it.”you go in for a kiss.

“Oh by the way Sarah is on mainland shopping so she’s gonna meet us for brunch.” Rafe said as He pulled away.

“Wait so I’m official meeting your sister?” Your eyebrows furrowed.

“Duh you’re my girlfriend”

Hearing him say it had butterflies going crazy in your stomach.

“And you already met my parents, and wheez. I’m surprised she hasn’t said anything to Sarah” he said with a small smile.

“You don’t think she’ll like hate me?”

“Why would she hate you?”

“ you know kook, pouge, you practillay started the so called war yourself.”

“Well you're different” Rafe said pushing hair behind your hair.

His comment left you confused, but you just brushed it off.

“Also her and Kiara have some beef. I don’t know what went down but she they don't seem to hide their hatred. ”you say worried.

“And if she hates kie, how do you think she’s gonna react to meeting her bestfriend?” You began hugging yourself in a comforting manner.

“i know how Sarah gets with their drama or whatever, but if you get caught in the crossfire I’ll be there to put it out.” Rafe wrapped a arm around you.

You sat in his embrace trying to save this memory. This is the Rafe you knew.

 ੈ𑁍༘⋆

As you guys exit the ferry, Rafe has a Uber waiting already.

“Okay so we’re doing brunch, then a little sight seeing and shopping. And if all goes well maybe with Sarah.” He said opening the car door falling you in.

“Hopefully with a full stomach it’ll be less intimidating.” You say putting your seatbelt on.

“Giving the fact you both love shopping, and annoying me, the odds may be in your favor.”

“Ha ha very funny” you side eye him.

“In fact I don’t love shopping, you just fueled an addiction.”

“Call me your sugar daddy”

“Oh I will.”

Soon enough you guys arrive to the restaurant.

As you guys enter the restaurant you sit a table. The waiter hands 2 menus, soon asking for a third. You order a waters for now until Sarah arrives.

“So you think we can hit up Victor secret for a new set? Because jj seen my hopefully now old ones” you said with a fake grimace.

“I’ll buy you as many as you want if we can burn all the ones he’s seen.” He said looking through the menu.

“So why today am i meeting Sarah?” you ask Rafe taking a gulp of your water.

“Why not? Besides plans were ruined cause of your friends.” he smirked

His comment pissed you off a bit. You hate when he talks shit about the pouges, your best friends.

“Maybe if you didn't assualt them we wouldn't have a problem.” you scoff

“They don't know a ounce of respect, so why should I?” Rafe crossed his arms

“Because your a good person Rafe” you put down your glass.

“So you're agreeing with me, they terrible people?” he says

“Not even a little bit. I'm just saying be the bigger person.”

“I mean I got the big dick so I pretty much am-”

“I’m gonna head to the bathroom I’ll be right back.” You cut him off, sliding your now empty water glass.

You get up walking around the back to the restroom.

As you wash your hands you pull your phone and check the messages you’ve gotten practically spammed with.

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⌞ Pope hitting the Dougie. ⌝

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9:38am

What does the j stand for: Rafe just threw coffee in my face😍

Kiki do you love me: omg what!?

Johnathan: wow can’t tell if should laugh or ?

What does the j stand for: why is there a or.

Hope 🥺: Since I’m a good person I won’t be laughing in this group chat.

Kiki do you love me: I see him giggling at the table while im working at the wreck.

What does the j stand for: wow okay I see where I stand in this friendship 🕳️ 🚶🏼‍♂️

Johnathan: he did say group chat…

Kiki do you love me: what even happened ?

Hope 🥺: open his mouth ♡ hearted by 2 people

What does the j stand for: to sum it all up I called him a sissy because he had the same coffee order as y/n

Johnathan: LMFAOOO

Kiki do you love me: wow okay that’s kinda funny 😭

Hope 🥺:ohh now I want a iced caramel macchiato

Johnathan: that’s like the most basic order jj. I’m gonna laugh because you yourself in that position.

What does the j stand for: no but like he even got the extra 3 creamers….

Kiki do you love me: y/n has good coffee orders you can’t blame her 🤷🏽‍♀️

Hope 🥺: omg Twinem!!

Johnathan: okay pope has been too funny and it’s only 8am

10:07am

What does the j stand for: I quit before I could get fired 🤞🏼

Johnathan: you lasted 2 months. That’s the longest you held a job!!!

Kiki do you love me: woohh the bear minimum !!

Hope 🥺: how’d you know you would get fired

What does the j stand for: it’s Rafe.

Johnathan: I’m assuming you’re coming over?

What does the j stand for: yes master.

Kiki do you love me: count me and pope in. I’m gonna try to leave early then I’ll pick him up.

What does the j stand for: y/n you in?

Kiki so you love me: is she even alive, she hasn’t texted all morning.

Hope 🥺: so that’s why the birds are singing

Johnathan: you’re killing me pope.

12:34pm

What does the j stand for: y/n wya.

Kiki do you love me: I swear if ur still sleeping…

Hope 🥺: hate to admit it but kinda want you here. Jjs yapping away

Johnathan: #missingyou 🩷🩷

Hope 🥺: #wakeup

💬

God you completely forgot about the pouges.

What do you tell them? This is like your 6th trip to the mainland, they’re gonna start to get suspicious.

Y/n: I had to go with my mom to see my aunt sorry guys :(

Perf.

Hope 🥺: I thought you went last week?

Damn you pope.

Y/n: she’s old pope.

Now that isn’t a lie.

You put your phone away, quickly recollecting yourself in the mirror and heading back out.

As you walk towards the table you see the second blonde Cameron.

Ohh things just got real.

Rafe spots you soon getting up before you can reach the table.

“So Sarah I want you to meet y/n, my girlfriend.” He said with a genuine smile.

He wraps he arm around your waist as she also gets up.

She looks you up and down, analyzing you like an fbi angent.

“Hey Sarah. It’s nice to meet you.” You say breaking the ice. Very cold ice.

“Nice to meet you too y/n” she said reaching her hand out for a handshake.

You took it, her grip somewhat firm but you couldn’t help but notice how aware she was.

“so let’s sit! I’m starving the ferry ride was long!” Rafe said trying to ease the tension.

“Oh the menu looks good” Rafe says examining it thoroughly.

“Rafe we’ve been here before” Sarah say looking up at him through her menu.

The waitress comes up with a notepad before Rafe can argue back.

“Welcome to sunny kitchen, my names Anne I will be your server for today. What can I get started for you?” The waiter said in fake happiness.

“Ice cameral macchito.” You and Sarah both say in unison.

“Oh sorry you go first” Sarah smiles

“Uh ice cameral macchiato with 3 creams” you tell the waitress

“Same for me” Sarah says

“I’ll take an orange juice” Rafe says as the waitress writes it all down.

“Alright I’ll be back with your drinks!”

“Didn’t know you guys had the same coffee order” Rafe spoke up.

“Cameral macchiatos are literally my babies.” You say throwing your head back

“Ugh they’re so good I made our dad buy me whole coffee set up. Expreso machine, the syrups everything.” Sarah agrees

“Ive noticed, I love making rafe make me one. It's like playing barista”

“You force me.” Rafe hits you with the menu

You both giggle at the annoyance of Rafe. So far so good.

“So what are you thinking of getting?” You ask Sarah.

“Hmm maybe like the sunny platter, how about you?”

“Chicken and waffles, they have the best waffles here I swear, there so fluffy.” You smile at her.

Ice starting to melt.

“I think I’m gonna get a salad.” Rafe joked putting the teacher's finger in front of his lips.

You guys all giggle as the waitress comes and drops off your drinks.

“Are you guys ready to order?”

you guys order tator-tots for appetizers and you out in your orders. You guys have been chating away, you and Sarah not had one bad interaction so far.

“Wait so Rafe accidentally knocked on your parent's window thinking it was yours?” Sarah asked completely losing it.

“Yes and it was like 2 am too, he was waiting and my dad went outside and chased him with a bat” you guys are in a laughing fit while Rafe is sitting arms crossed.

“Glad you guys find my trama funny. It was terrifying it was pitch black and all I can hear is his screaming” he said rolling his eyes.

“don’t try sneak out at 2am maybe?” Sarah commented.

“He was wearing all back too, he genuinely looked like he was gonna cause a home invasion!”

The waitress soon brought your plates.

“Here’s the chicken and waffles, sunny platter, and sunny side. Enjoy your meal!”

You all began to dig in, sharing small comments about the food being absolutely amazing.

“Why can’t there be food like this on the banks” you say practically moaning.

“Honestly I would pay for a sunny kitchen franchise” Rafe agreed

“we need to do this more” Sarah smiled at you.

We now have a watered down caramel macchiato. Wooh!! 

Soon you guys are walking around town, window shopping, photo ops, small talk.

You and Sarah and hitting it off, you guys like the same music, clothes, coffee order.

Rafe is glad your guys are getting along and you were too.

“I wanna find a cute sundress, my mom’s forces me to go to church with my grandma and I want to at least look cute before she stuffs me into floral hell.” You say walking into a boutique.

“Get whatever you want, all on me.”’Rafe says planting a kiss on your head.

“I’ll seat here, you girls go crazy.” He says sitting on the small couch.

“Since you’re getting a dress I guess have to get a dress. I don’t wanna be the weirdo who doesn’t get a dress you know?” Sarah jokes are you began flipping through racks.

As you go through dress after dress, you feel vibrations coming for your phone. You know it’s the pouges but you refuse to check. You feel bad for ditching them for the Cameron’s and it doesn’t help that you’re dress shopping with Sarah. You were just doing the same with Kie.

“Y/n this would look so good on you!” Sarah said showing you a blue floral bustier sun dress.

“Oh my god that’s so cute!” You say grabbing it.

Soon you guys are both in the dressing room showing your items giving each other a fashion show.

“You think this tops cute” you ask Sarah looking in the mirror.

“Yeah it’s cute and casual, you can wear it anywhere.” She answered.

“What about this skirt?” Sarah asks adjusting the length.

“If you dont get it I will.” You comment.

“Are you girls done it’s been like almost 2 hours?” Rafe yells from the dressing room entrance.

“Rafe if you want us counting your girlfriend, to look cute, you should shut up.” Sarah tells him earning giggles from you.

“We should hurry up though it’s getting late and I don’t wanna miss the ferry like last time. It was hard making up an excuse to the pouges.” You say changing back into your regular clothes waiting for Sarah to finish up.

“I don’t understand how you can be friend with them” Sarah tells you leaving the dressing room.

“That’s what Rafe says too. Were like sardines, always together.” You smile to yourself.

“What do they think about you and Rafe?” She asks.

“Uh they don’t actually know.” You say putting your things on the counter.

Soon Rafe takes a notice goes up to the counter to begin to pay. You and Sarah sit on the couch counting your conversation.

“Why haven't you told them?” she asked.

“Because I know they’ll freak. They don’t exactly like the your family let alone any kook. Jj and Rafe were at each other throats all the time and I know you and Kiara have your history.” A flat smile forms on your lips.

“Honestly why do you care what they think? If you’re happy they should accept that”

“I know but we’ve been with each other since diapers, knowing they could throw our entire friendship away just because of a boy doesn’t make it any easier,” you say looking at Rafe.

“Honestly y/n I’ve seen the way you and Rafe have an effect on each other, that’s actual love. I know we’ve just met not even 4 hours ago but you're respectful, caring, and kind, like one of the most genuine persons I’ve known. If the pouges throw you to the side of the road just because of my bother they don’t seem like the perfect people you paint them to be.” She says

“And with Kiara, what happened is she called the cops on my party after I didn’t invite her. I know it was wrong of me but she didn’t have the right to ruin my birthday. I think she was and is a very shellfish person, and if you think that’s the way they would treat you just because you’re in love that makes them all shellfish.” Sarah says with kind eyes.

“If I can be honest with you Sarah, I think you’re right. I’m just scared to admit it. I know it’s wrong for me to say it but sometimes I can’t help but to think if I were to grow up on the other side how different I would be. Me and Pope are the only ones who actually think about our future while the rest think about the moment. They wanna do fun spontaneous things but I want to at least have a safety plan.”

Is what you would’ve said to her. But all that came out of your mouth was

“you don’t know them like I do”

Soon Rafe comes up drowning in shopping bags.

“A little help wouldn’t hurt,” he says trying to balance 10 bags.

You all are sitting in the ferry, you and Rafe are sitting together while Sarah on a different side. Rafe is scrolling on his phone while you’re looking into the harbor.

You get up to find Sarah, you couldn’t let the day end without having one last conversation.

“Hey Sarah” you greet as she looks up from her phone.

“Hey y/n” she smiles

“I just want to say it was spending the day with you. You’re really cool and like the best and worst person to shop with” you both giggle “and I wanna thank you for listening to me, I gunesilly like the advice you gave me. I can admit I’m scared of confronting them and we both have a good idea of what would happen if I do, but I just can’t help but feel torn between these two worlds.” You confess.

“Do you love Rafe?” She asks

“I’m mean we’ve been seeing eachother for like almost 5 months, it’s too soon-”

“Do you love Rafe?” She asks one more time.

“Yes” you sigh “But please don’t say anything-”

“Im not going too. But if you love him you should be with him. It’s not them who are kissing Rafe it’s you.”

“Yeah you’re right. They should be happy for me, I’m always there when jj survives night surfing or when Kiara ‘got her revenge’.” you and Sarah smile

“But if all goes wrong you got Rafe and me. i can agree today has been a wonderful day and if there is more of this in the future.”

“Enough with me, I've heard you have a little thing with Topper huh? Spill!” you asked Sarah who had faint blush on her cheeks.

“Well i guess you can say we're official, Topper’s sweet and kind. He's not like the others who always want more.” she said playing with her fingers.

“Aww you're blushing!”

“Whatever, but sometimes he just feels like, i dont know. Clingy?”

“Oh tell me about it, the first month with Rafe he wouldn't keep his hands off of me, always spamming me with stupid memes” you began blushing.

“But once time passed we got more comfortable, our friendship grew. he was and is my best friend now. Sometimes we fight like friends too but at the end of the day we still have each other”

“I want what you and Rafe have, i hate to admit it but I'm jealous of him. Never repeat those words to anyone.” she pointed her finger at You “You guys are like perfect!” she groaned

“I wouldn't say perfect but maybe with time you and Topper will be your perfect.”

“Yeah but, i dont know. Like he's great and all but-” she made a face no boy would understand but only a girl would.

“You just don't want it with him.” you finish for her.

“Oh god, am I a bad person?” she says laying her head on the ship wall.

“No no, you just know what you want. If you lead him on that's a mess you don't wanna clean up.”

You looked at Sarah and she had a very unfaithful look.

“But you never know, maybe one day you'll feel something that makes sense you know? Like he's the one.”

“With topper?”

“With anyone. I knew it with your brother when he randomly picked me up and surprised me with the perfect date. He got my favorite flowers, went to my favorite dinner, he for everything write and I didn't tell him a thing.”

“So he just knew”

“Yeah, he knew” just as you finished, you turned too see Rafe walking up to you guys.

“There's my girl,” he says placing a kiss on your forehead and handing you a Cherry Coke he got from a vending machine.

“Ugh that is what I mean!” Sarah complains

“Just give it time, you don't have to worry about love right now you're just 16. ‘Got your whole life ahead of you. It can be now, next year, hell even next week.” you sat giving her a hopeful smile.

“What is she whining about now?” Rafe jerks his head towards his sister.

“Boy stuff” Rafe fakes gagged.

You and Sarah shared a small side hug.

You guys sat together the whole ride back

Never in your life, did you expect to be this close to the Camerons.

Sarah was refreshing, she wasn't silently judging, she understood your jokes, she cared about what you had to say, didn't laugh or call you a pussy for showing your emotions. You both were excited for back to school season (for the shopping only though) and even planned study dates. all the guilt washed away.

Sarah was now one of your closest friends, spilling deep secrets, cracking jokes, endless selfies.

Now you guys are in Rafe's truck, he's driving you home with the gifts he got you and your mom (obviously she loves him)

You get out of the truck, Rafe following behind grabbing your bags. Before you shut your door Sarah says goodbye.

“Remember sleepover next weekend alright? Don't let Rafe take you away.” she smiles as you say your goodbyes and shit the door.

Rafe puts the bags in your room also saying his goodbyes and hello to your parents.

You slide into your duvet covers, scrolling through your massages and finally replying to your friends after such a good day, even meeting your new best friend.

Who knows? Maybe next week you and Sarah will be buying matching jewelry. Let's just hope the pouges dont get suspicious.

─── ʚɞ ⋅ ᯓᡣ𐭩 ⋅ ୨୧ ──

Part three :))

Thanks for the love on this story <33

excuse any typos

[whohasthecards]

Mav, Jake, & Blankie

Mav gifts Jake a soft blanket with letters or the alphabet printed all over it.

Jake: What's this, pops? Isn't this a kid's blanket?

Mav: Took me a while, but I found one that'll actually cover you head to toe.

Jake (grinning): Not used to shopping for blankets my size, Mav?

Mav (rolling his eyes): Ha-Ha very funny, kid.

Jake: Yes I'm hilarious, but seriously, what's up with the alphabet print, pops? I ain't an actual kid, I'm a big boy who knows his A, B, Cs

Mav: Not according to how you got your callsign

Jake (smiling sharply): Haven't you heard from Bradshaw, pops? I got my callsign from leaving people hanging, he's the one that coined it after all

Mav: I heard from Bradley that you already had a callsign when he met you, that you got it for a bunch of spelling mistakes you made in one of your reports.

Jake: ....

Mav: He also told me he got mad at you after a training hop, and he shouted that Hangman was the name of someone who would always leave a man behind. People latched on to that story. Didn't think you would have latched on as well, son

Jake (smiling bitterly): It's the story most people know and believe. You gotta own it, or the Navy'll eat ya alive.

Mav: We know that you aren't that. Your team knows that. I'm proud of you, son. For getting where you are now. This blanket is a reminder that you have to be proud of yourself too. Hangman isn't the name of some random asshole, Hangman is the name of some--

Jake: Asshole that can't spell?

Mav: I was going to say some human who makes the occassional mistake, but that works too, buddy.

Jake (runs his hands through the blanket, his throat getting tighter): ... Thank you, Mav.

Mav (claps Jake's shoulder): Of course, son. Enjoy your blankie (Mav grins widely)

Jake (chokes out a laugh): Fuck you, pops (buries his face into the blanket)

Mav pulls the kid into a hug, feeling the kid relax in his arms, taking deep breaths. He was always there to remind his kids that he sees them as who they are, not as who they think they have to be.

[lottiesboy]

cheer up, baby!!

pairing: cg!camila dunne x little!reader x little!karen sirko

summary: you’d been fussy the entire morning, so camila and karen get you calmed down.

tags: sfw, fluff, age regression, mama!camila, big sib!karen, crying, babyre, karen is around 4, reader is around 1, my first djats fic pls be kind to me

you were always a sensitive little baby when regressed, but today you would fuss at the drop of a hat. camila thought once you had a nap, you would feel a little better. you woke up in your crib, already wanting your mama to come get you. you started to cry, catching the attention of karen walking past your door.

"bubba?" karen walked in, the door creaking open. "bubbaaa, why crying?" she stuck her hands through the crib bars, trying to comfort you. it took karen a while but she managed to get the bars of your crib down so she could get in and cuddle with you. "s'okay, bubba." she covered the both of you with your blankie.

"karen, what's going on?" camila walked in your room, hearing your little cries. "heard bubba cryin'." karen laid her head on your shoulder. "oh, sweetie..." camila came over and sat down, pulling you into her lap. "where's that paci, huh?" she looked through your blankets until she found it. she pushed it into your mouth, finally silencing your cries. "i know, mi vida... aww, sh sh shh." she bounced you, rubbing your back. "mama's here, sweet baby."

karen gave you your stuffie and your blankie before putting her own paci in her mouth. you eventually calmed down with the help of your mama and your big sister. "bubba no cry!!!" karen clapped, smiling behind her paci. "that's right, my girl!!! you're such a good sissy, aren't you?" camila pinched her cheek.

“s’okay, bubba.” karen scooted over to hug you, kissing you on the cheek innocently. camila smiled at the sweet moment shushing you occasionally.

you were still a whiny but your paci was soothing you a lot. karen saw that you were still a little fussy and she wanted to cheer you up. she got up in a flash, running out of your room. “aye, no running in the house, darling. where are you going?” camila asked.

“gonna get toy, mama.” karen was gone for a while, and camila heard some rumbling from karen’s room. “what is your sissy gonna do, huh?” your mama smiled, booping your nose.

karen came back with her cat keyboard, sitting back down on your crib. “bubba, look. sound like cat, see?” she pressed on one key, the keyboard making a “meow” sound. you cooed, smiling a little behind your paci.

karen played old mcdonald key after key, earning praise and applause from camila when she was done. “bubba play.” karen gave you the toy, letting you tap all the different keys. every time the toy would meow, you would find it hilarious.

“i think someone’s a happy baby now, hmm??” camila bounced you on her lap, smiling at your sweet little coo. you and karen spent the rest of the day playing with the cat keyboard and camila would smile every time she heard the cat meow from across the house.

[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow x Reader : VALENTINES DAY WITH MIA

“Oh mama are you otay?”

You nod, you spit out the mouth wash and dry your hands. “Yes baby thank you.”

“Why are you sicky?” Mia asks confused and worried.

You smile, “Your baby brother doesn’t like the smell of ketchup.”

“But ketchup is the best.” She sounds offended.

She goes towards you and places her little hands on your small bump “EZ, chup is the best with nuggets and fries.”

“It’s okay baby, it’s just for now.” You brush her hair out of her face.

You hear the front door being closed and Mia looks up at you excitedly. “Daddy?”

You nod in confirmation, he had texted you he was five minutes away so you knew it’ll be him and no one else.

“Where are my girls?” He calls out.

Mia runs towards him “Daddy hi- wow that’s pretty.”

“Not as pretty as you.” Jack says.

“You silly daddy.” Mia chuckles, covering her mouth.

“I am, aren't I?”

Mia nods, and admires what Jack had come home with. “Lloons.” She points at the balloons.

“These are for you Mia bug, and these flowers as well.” He hands her the balloons and the little bucket filled with pink roses. “And these are for mama.”

“Thank you baby, Happy Valentine’s Day.” You go and peck his lips and admire the roses.

“Oh thanks yous daddy.” She hugs her dad and looks at you. “You like yours mama?”

You nod. “I really do, they're gorgeous.”

“So this is the plan, we’ll have a paint date with you Bug, then your tío Clay will come over and babysit you, so mommy and I can go on a date.”

Mia furrows her eyebrows. “I go with yous.”

“It’ll be past your bedtime baby.”

“But mama sicky, I take care of her.” She then walks to you. “Mama I go?”

You smile at that, you lower yourself so you can be eye level with your daughter. “Princess, daddy and I will go have dinner and we’ll be back so fast. We’ll cuddle in bed and watch movies with you. But you’ll have to be a good girl for tío Clay.”

“Okay.” She answers sadly.

“I bought lots of color paints Mia, we can go in the backyard and do lots of paintings and make some for your little brother.” Jack says, coming to hold her and help you back up.

“Okay deal.”

“Go get your brushes and I’ll set everything up outside.”

She nods and runs off to her playroom.

Jack turns to you and raises his eyebrows. “You got sick?”

“She was eating chicken nuggets, and you know how crazy she goes with the ketchup. The smell has never been my favorite, but this time around it made me nauseous. Little dude doesn’t like the smell apparently.”

“Our daughter is just like you, thoughtful, caring and nurturing.”

“She worries her little heart out about everyone, she just wants to make sure we’re all good.” You smile at that.

“We’re doing an amazing job with her huh?”

You nod. “We should be proud. Now go set up her painting section before she comes.”

“You go rest, dinner is at seven.” He gives you a kiss and caresses your bump. “Let your mama get a nap in little man.”

“But I want to see my babies paint.” You pout.

“Fine, but the moment I see you’re about to get sick, I’m sending your ass upstairs.” He goes to grab the bags and the big canvas so they can paint.

“Yesss sir.” You smirk.

“Don’t get me started now.” He smacks your ass. “Thank you for the gifts, I loved them baby”

“Go, I’ll wait for the princess.”

You walk towards the playroom to see what was taking Mia so long to get her brushes. “What’s going on bug?”

“I wanted to take some blankies so you can sit wif us.”

“I think daddy has all of that. Come on.”

You both hand in hand walk to the backyard and see the set up Jack has begun. He has blankets all over the grass, snacks, paints and a canvas.

“So pretty daddy nice job”

“Thank you baby, now come on let’s get to painting.”

That’s how you spend your Valentine’s Day afternoon, with your husband and your daughter. Lots of laughs, some pizza and you even got in a nap with them.

Valentine’s Day will always be different for you and Jack, but good different because now you’ll have little ones to celebrate with too and you couldn’t wait until your little boy was born and witness how great his daddy and sister are.

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The hallway was approaching as husk, alastor, charlie, and lucifer walked towards it giving a tour. Husk followed behind in the back as charlie and alastor mainly gave the tour.

Earlier that day an old "friend" of Alastor's had shown up, while husk knows of them slightly he tried to warn alastor that the “friend” might be here only to cause trouble. Alastor took it the wrong way and ended up yelling at husk and told him to stay in his lane or he would use his screams for the radio.

Scared husk ended up running away, running into what he thought was room but was auctally angeldust. Angel looked at husk who was panicking, covering his heart which was going at the speed of light.

Angel quickly went over to husk “hey hey.. what’s going on..?” He asked husk as he looked at him worried

“a-al..scary…u-uh.. panicking… feel weird..” husk said as he looked at him and quickly looked away

“alright.. I need you to think of 5 things that you can see”

Husk looked around the room “uh..fat nuggets…your bed… your shoes… a stuffed animal.. a-nd you..”

“good..” angel said softly “now how bout 4 things you can feel..”

“my arm.. my shirt..my shoes.. my belt.. my tail..”

“good..” he said noticing how husk had calmed down “is it ok if I hug you?..” he asked

husk nodded softly as angel went and gently wrapped his arms around him

husk leaned into his chest as he gently held onto him “I feel weird..”

“watcha mean doll?”

“like.. my head feels.. soft..?” Husk said trying to find the best way to describe it

“like.. regression..?” Angel asked. Usually husk always took care of angel when he was regressed so this was definitely new, but none the less angel didn’t mind especially if he knew it would help husk

”uh.. maybe..? I ain’t uh to sure”

“how about we try..?”

Husk nodded softly as he gently led husk to where his regression gear was and sat down. husk went and gently curled up on angels side as angel wrapped his arms around him. “Wanna.. try a Paci?” Husk thought about it and shook his head no “ok.. how about a Teether..?” Husk thought about it and nodded softly. Angel handed him a clean Teether and held it gently to his mouth, husk starred to chew on it softly as angel kissed the top of his forehead.

a small yawn had escaped from husk as angle looked at him “is someone tired..?” He asked softly

husk nodded softly as then angel picked up husk and carried him to the bed. He curled up with husk, gently holding him in his arms as he covered husk with a blanky. Angel ran his hand through his hair as he kissed his forehead softly. Husk closed his eyes as he soon fell asleep, gently purring. Angel smiled softly as he soon fell asleep with him, happy he was able to help him for once.

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Sleep Sounds

Thranduil always loved rocking his baby to sleep. Getting to hold him close and make him safe. Thranduil felt joy and a fulfilling kind of happiness. But what happens when your baby grows up and doesn't need or what your help anymore? Thranduil goes through the process of having his baby grow up. But sometimes even when they grow up, they still need you.

Or Legolas is sleep deprived and wants Ada cuddles.

Thranduil smiled as he gently rocked back and forth. His heart full of love for the tiny little body wrapped up in his arms. 

Thranduil always loved rocking his baby to sleep. Getting to hold him close and make him safe. Even after crying for hours, Thranduil still felt joy and a fulfilling kind of happiness. It filled his soul with pure warmth of love to hold the divine little baby in his arms. Though the child could fit in one of his hands he appreciated the weight of him in his arms. He really loved hearing the baby breathe through the night and feeling the fragile little gusts of air. He usually recited stories in his mind while holding the child, he would tell the stories later when the baby understood and wouldn’t wake up and wail like a banshee. 

“Ada! Adar. I wan one of you blankets. I wan a big boy blanky!” The little child said as he sat in the chair that could hold about six of him. He watched his father smile lightly and got a blanket off his bed. 

“Yes I know. You’re a big boy. Now hop up, I very well can’t sit in your lap, now can I?” Thranduil brought over his heavy light blue blanket and sat down in the old rocking chair. Legolas happily sat and snuggled up to his father. 

Thranduil happily tossed the blanket over the both of them and using the tips of his toes he started rocking back and forth lightly. Within minutes he heard Legolas’s deep breaths even out and his little snores. ‘Sleep sounds ’. Thranduil waited a few more minutes before he wrapped his blanket around his baby and gracefully walked down to the connecting room where his son usually resides. He gently laid the small body on the mattress there and covered him up. Thranduil watched him sleep for a moment before kissing his forehead. 

“Good night my Lissi lapse.” 

( Lissi lapse- sweet baby)

“Father! I am too old for this! I’m practically grown. If you want to go sit in the dumb old chair then do so by yourself. I’m busy!” Legolas said as he walked past his father. Thranduil stood, arms still open from where he offered a hug. His heart broke. His son too old to sit with him? His baby is grown? He no longer wanted his fathers affections?

Thranduil dropped his arms and frowned. His chest hurt with heartbreak. He knew this would happen. All babies grow up and leave and don’t need your help anymore. 

Alcohol had been Thranduil’s answer to the tremendous heartbreak. Lots and Lots of alcohol. Thranduil's eventually made it back to his bedroom. He glanced at the chair. He slumped down into it. This is where he had told his son stories about their people, about animals and plants, where he answered every single one of his questions. This is where he was vulnerable. This was a place to show love and be snuggled. Thranduil teared up as he thought about everything that happened in this chair. 

Legolas was rocked to sleep here for years, decades, more than a century. Legolas had been rocked here when he was sick and when he broke his leg. Thranduil had read him books in this chair and taught him how to spell and braid. Legolas had turned into a wild toddler and then into a lanky little leaf. Thranduil watched his baby grow from this chair. Everything important had happened in this chair. When Thranduil had fallen ill with fever Legolas had brought him stolen snacks from the kitchen to this chair. 

Tears burnt down his face that night. He rocked himself back and forth and before long the alcohol threw him into a fitful sleep in the chair. The king woke up too early in the morning. He was sat up and automatically reached forward to cradle his son but when his hands met nothing. He frowned and remembered what happened. He tore himself away from the chair and threw himself into his own bed, facing away from the chair. Their chair. 

Days pass and Legolas doesn’t come to sit with him. Days, weeks, months, years. Thranduil couldn’t bear to move the chair though. He sat in it occasionally and rocked himself to sleep. Sometimes when Legolas got injured and refused to let Thranduil anywhere near him, sometimes when Legolas said something that brought good memories back, and sometimes when his heart felt empty, the king would get an old tattered baby blanket and wad it up and rock it to sleep, letting his tears wash away the unloved feeling. 

Legolas was out hunting orcs and being well... grown. He was a strong young man and a great prince to his people. But Thranduil still wanted to father him. He still wanted to wipe his face when he got dirty, he still wanted to pick him up and carry him when he looked exhausted, and he still wanted to wrap him up in a blanket and rock him to sleep in their chair. Thranduil still wanted to love his baby. 

Years pass and the young prince doesn’t need him. But it’s okay. He gets used to it. Thranduil’s night in the chair dwindle down to a point where he doesn’t even look at the object anymore. But he never moved it. He will always keep it in his room. 

One night when Thranduil laid facing the door and he heard his door knob jiggle a bit. He closed his eyes and listened to the lighter than air footsteps walked through till they neared his bed. No elf in this realm would ever dare to disturb the king like this. No, everyone would knock and await an answer.  He heard whoever it was sniffle and shift something, a blanket maybe, and sit down in the chair. Everyone knew that that chair was not for anyone except the king and his child. His child. Legolas usually knocked like everyone else nowadays. He treated his father like everyone else did. Perhaps not tonight though. 

Thranduil opened his eyes just a bit. Just enough to watch his son, dressed in his green nighty, sniffle and wipe his tears and sit down in the chair. He looked so young, so small. He curled up so his feet were flat against the seat and his back was against one of the arms. He pulled a green cotton knit blanket up over him.

Thranduil sat up, pushing himself up with one arm, and Legolas whipped his head around at the sound of his father’s bed creaking. 

“I’m sorry! I should have knocked or waited until tomorrow! I’m sorry Ada!” ( Ada- father)   Legolas said hurriedly and stood up, his nighty caught on a loose splinter and he frantically tried to unhook it. Thranduil rose up from his bed and grabbed his son’s blanket. 

“Legolas, do you want to rock yourself or do you want me to hold you? You need to sleep, mime yondo.” ( mime yondo- my son )  Thranduil said with a concerned look painting his features. Legolas just shrunk into himself and held onto his blanket. He finally got the edge of his pajama uncaught from the chair and he brought his other hand to hold his blanket where it hung between him and his father. He looked just like when he used to want something but didn’t want to ask for it. 

Thranduil waited and looked down at his son’s face. There were dark circles under his eyes and his eyes were red. From crying maybe? 

“i just wanted to um i wanted to... to” Legolas shifted his eyes around and stuttered. His voice caught in his throat. Tears stung at his eyes.  Thranduil waited patiently for Legolas to finally close his eyes and spit out “I want Ada to hold me! I just want snuggles and I want to sleep! I can’t sleep!” Legolas said and tears ran down his face and snot dripped from his nose. Thranduil quickly pulled his son into an embrace. Legolas just stood with his arms holding onto his green blanket and hiccuped and sobbed. He felt so deprived of affection. He wanted to sleep so bad, he hadn’t been able to sleep because of his nightmares. He just wanted to be protected and sleep. 

“Come now, come sit with your father. I’ll protect you. Come get warm and rest. My poor child, rest.”  Thranduil said and sat down in the chair. He pulled at Legolas’s arm and brought the young man down into his lap. 

Legolas rested his head against the crook of Thranduil’s armpit and put his legs under the arm of the chair. Thranduil positioned the blanket over them both. Thranduil rocked them gently with his toes. Legolas sniffled and Thranduil wiped his face with his own sleeve. Soon Legolas was fast asleep. Thranduil smiled. 

‘ Sleep Sounds’

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Nightmare (Biersack Family)

Summary: Young Tommy Biersack wakes up from a nightmare on Amber’s last night of her current tour.

Emma & Ella Sixx-Gaskarth created by the oh so lovely @youlightmeupfinn

It started off as soft whimpers in the pitch blackness. Soft whimpers leaving trembling lips before the sound of feet padding on carpet added to it.

Tommy gripped his stuffed bear that his grandma Amy gave him on her last visit to LA as he made his way to his parents’ room.

Andy was laid on the bed, sweatpants hanging off his hips as he was flipping through Netflix to find something to watch. It was then that the door creaked open, and Andy’s eyes moved to meet his son’s hazel ones, the same ones as his wife.

“Tommy, buddy, what are you doing up?” Andy asked softly, sitting up and opening his arms for his son to run into.

“Where’s mommy?” The three year old asked, tightening his grip on his bear and blankie in the doorframe.

“Buddy, we’re picking up mommy from the airport tomorrow,” Andy reminded him before standing up and picking his toddler up into his arms.

This was the first tour that White Rabbit had gone on since Amber gave birth to Rose, and the first tour that Tommy was aware enough to realize that his mommy wasn’t home. Addison had done the same thing when this happened with her, and Andy assumed that it would happen with Rose.

“Did you have a bad dream buddy?” Andy asked softly, gently moving strands of sweaty brown curls from his face. Tommy nodded and Andy tightened his hug, knowing the little boy needed comfort more than anything.

“Do you want to tell Daddy about your bad dream?” Tommy shook his head, soft sniffles coming from him.

“Okay buddy. It might help, but if you don’t want to, you don’t have to. Do you want to sleep in mommy and daddy’s bed tonight?” He asked, transitioning from moving curls from his face to rubbing circles into his back. Tommy nodded and snuggled his face into his father’s chest while Andy walked back over to the bed and placed the toddler on his wife’s side of the bed.

“I promise buddy, mommy and auntie Ella are fine. They are getting on a plane tomorrow and we’re gonna go pick them up from the airport and then we’ll come back home and you guys can all get as much snuggles from Mommy as you want,”

“I miss mommy,” Tommy said, his bottom lip quivering.

“I know buddy. But she’s coming home tomorrow. Do you want Daddy to try and see if she’s still awake?” Andy asked, hating to see his little boy in pain from whatever nightmare startled him out of sleep, but he could guess. Tommy nodded and moved to cuddle up into Andy’s side while Andy grabbed his phone and sent a text to his wife.

‘Goddess, you awake? Our little man woke up from a nightmare and wants to FaceTime if you’re awake,’ Before he even had a chance to tell Tommy about the text, he was getting a FaceTime request from Amber. It didn’t look like she was asleep, regardless of the fact that she was supposed to be on a plane in a matter of a few hours.

“Hey baby,” Tommy’s head snapped up at the sound of his mom’s voice. He was definitely a mama’s boy.

“Mommy,” his bottom lip quivered and Andy passed the phone to the toddler.

“Daddy said you had a bad dream. Do you wanna talk about it?” She asked softly, hating that she couldn’t comfort her baby, but she knew Andy had it covered back home.

“Y-y-you d-d-didn’t c-c-come home,” Fat tears welled up in Tommy’s eyes before cascading his chubby cheeks. Andy tightened his grip on his son and kissed the top of his curls. It was just like he thought.

“Oh baby. That would never happen baby. Mommy and your aunties are coming home tomorrow,” Amber promised.

“Do you p-promise?” Tommy hiccuped, and Amber nodded.

“I promise baby boy. How about I call you right when we get on the plane and I’ll send you messages while I’m on the plane. Would you feel better if mommy did that?” Amber suggested with a comforting smile and Tommy nodded.

“Do you need a tissue from daddy?” Amber asked and Tommy nodded.

“Please daddy,” he asked and Andy nodded.

“Of course baby boy,” he smiled and handed Tommy a tissue from the box on the nightstand.

After a few hours of watching White Rabbit and Black Veil Brides videos, Tommy finally fell asleep on Andy’s bare chest. While sunlight peeked through the curtains, Andy could see their oldest at the door.

“Is Tommy okay?” Addison asked softly. Andy nodded his head and pulled the covers higher up and kissed his forehead before grabbing the baby monitor and getting up and walking with Addison downstairs to go make breakfast and get everything ready for when Rose woke up or they needed to go to the airport.

‘Morning baby. I love you. How did our little man sleep? I love you guys and I’ll FaceTime when we get to the airport,’

‘I love you too goddess. It took a while. I had to play our videos for him to relax. He and Rosie are still asleep, but Addy is awake,’

‘I’m glad he got some sleep last night. I’ll give him more snuggles. Hopefully he’ll sleep better tonight,’

“Daddy?”

“Sorry honey. What did you say?” Andy asked, placing his phone on the counter and giving his undivided attention to the seven year old in front of him.

“I asked when mommy’s plane lands,”

“In about four hours. She and your aunts are going to the airport now,” Andy told her and she gave him a smile.

“I missed her. Do you think she got us anything?” Addy seemed to be bouncing in place.

“Knowing your mom, she’s got a whole suitcase just for souvenirs,” Andy laughed.

The last big tour White Rabbit had, there was a suitcase that he was sure was right at the limit of being considered an oversized bag exclusively for souvenirs. Also, a bag that he’d never seen before.

A cry pierced the air from the baby monitor.

“Figure out what you want for breakfast and I’ll make it after I grab your sister,” Andy told Addison before turning on the tv to cartoons and taking the steps two at a time to Rosie’s nursery.

“Hi my littlest princess, are you excited? Mommy’s coming home today,” The year old infant just cried, the smell of a dirty diaper accosting the lead singer’s nose.

While Andy got the youngest Biersack child ready, Tommy had woken up and grabbed his teddy bear and blankie tightly and made his way down the carpeted stairs to where he could hear the tv in the living room playing cartoons. Addy’s head snapped back at the sound of feet hitting the bottom step.

“Morning Tommy! Watch cartoons with me?” Addison smiled at her little brother.

“Alright, attention to all Biersacks! Please proceed to the car! Mommy just texted and said that her plane is going to be landing in less than an hour,” Andy told his two older kids while getting Rose ready for the slight chill that settled over Los Angeles on this January afternoon.

“Yeah, mommy just sent me the message,” Tommy smiled. Amber had kept to her word to text Andy’s phone periodically throughout the plane ride to let Tommy know where they were and how much longer until he could get snuggles from her and his aunts.

“How was Tommy?” Ella asked when the drummer explained why she was so tired.

While the rest of the band was getting some shut eye before their early flight, Amber had to make sure her baby was okay. So now she was slamming energy drinks. Katie had found a few that tasted just like candy.

“Andy said that he was able to get him back to bed by showing him White Rabbit and Black Veil videos,”

“That’s because he loves his auntie Lizzy’s voice,” Lizzy piped up from the seat right behind the cousins.

“More like he likes his godmother’s lyrics and bass,” Ella teased, earning Lizzy sticking her tongue out.

“I just forgot how much I miss being there for those tough nights until I’m not. Addy was the same way. Still is sometimes,”

“Yeah we both know it sucks for them. But you and Andy do a good job about making sure one of you is always home with the kids while the other is on tour,” Ella tried to sooth the other mother, who nodded.

“Yeah I think that’s why you and Jude were mostly good when Uncle Nikki went on tour. You always at least had your mom at home with you,” Amber conceded before they all noticed the seatbelt sign on and prepared for landing at LAX.

“Addy, do you have the banner?” Andy asked, and the oldest child nodded with a big smile.

“Can I help?” Tommy asked with his puppy eyes.

“You can help me hold it,” Addison told him and Andy smiled when he saw his wife’s dark curls descend the escalator at LAX.

“Alright guys, here she comes,” Andy told them and Tommy held the banner as high as his little arms would let him, Addison next to him. Ella spotted the banner first since Amber was looking back to talk to her.

A smile split across on Ella’s face before her green eyes searched for her own husband and toddler as they came rushing through the door.

“Amber, look,” Ella told her and the drummer turned around, happy tears pricking her eyes as she ran towards her family.

“Welcome home Mommy” Addy spoke as her arms tightened around Amber’s neck.

“My babies,” Amber smiled widely and nuzzled her face into their cheeks before pressing a kiss to each of their cheeks.

“I like the banner. Did you guys make it yourself?” Amber asked with a bright smile.

“Yeah and Gamma helped!”

“Oh you guys hung out with Gamma? I’m so jealous!” Amber smiled and kissed their cheeks again. The handmade sign read

“Welcome Home Mommy,” and underneath, it said “White Rabbit is #1” with a picture taped on of the newest promo picture for the band’s sixth album.

“Rosie, baby! You got so big!” Amber cooed as she rose to her feet before walking towards Andy who held Rosie in his arms while the kids flocked to Ella and gave their godmother a huge hug. Because yes, while both older Biersack kids missed their mom, they missed their godmother just as much.

“How are my two favorite gremlins? I missed you guys so much on tour,” Ella smiled and kneeled down to pull them into a hug.

“I lost my wife to my niece and nephew,” Alex laughed and Emma joined her cousins in their hug.

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What If Barry was added to the Revenge Plan in Ball Of Revenge (CTCD Fanfic)

(CW⚠️ VIOLENCE, VERBAL ABUSE, ATTEMPTED MURDER, TORTURE, GASLIGHTING)

(Characters: Courage, Muriel, Eustace, Barry(OC), Katz, Le Quack, Cajun Fox, Weremole, Black Puddle Queen, Clutching Foot and Freaky Fred[cameo])

(This is a What If... of CTCD episode "Ball of Revenge." The episode is the same but instead Eustace and the villains didn't come up with the revenge plan to kill Courage, instead the villains enter the basement themselves and find Barry in here, they added him to their revenge plan with the use of gaslighting)

(It starts with Muriel knitting a blanket, Eustace was sitting in his chair and Courage was watching Barry playing with his two plushies)

Muriel: Almost done, I thought that periwinkle would be a wonderful colour but oh the mellow yellow would be wonderful

Eustace: Yellow schmellow! Hurry it up! I'm freezing!

Muriel: And done! Oh look how lovely it is!

Eustace: (tosses his black blanket away) Come to papa! (As he reaches for the blanket)

(Muriel places the blanket on the floor)

(Courage has the blanket covering his body)

Muriel: Gorgeous!

(Courage sees Barry hugging his plushie, though he doesn't want him to feel left out, so he places the blanket over him too. Barry smiles at Courage and the two began to snuggle in the blanket together)

Muriel: Oh Courage, how generous of you, giving your blanket to Barry

Eustace: Muriel! What are you doing? Giving my new blanket to that filthy dog and that filthy cat!

Muriel: Oh Eustace, you have that perfectly comfy chair to sit in. And what does Courage have? Only a wee blankie and he has been so generous to share his blankie with Barry

Eustace: Courage, Courage, Courage. That stupid dog gets all the good stuff around here. I hate that stupid dog!

(Courage looks at Eustace after he hears his response, which hurts his feelings. Barry looks at sad Courage, he stands up to talk to Eustace about this)

Barry: Mr Bagge, why would you say that to Courage? He is your dog and you should treat him with respect-

Eustace: Shut it you stupid cat, your like that stupid dog except your more of a coward than him because your always scared of everything like him. I wished that stupid dog wouldn't "babysit you" ever again!!

(Muriel and Courage gasp by this, as Barry stood still by Eustace's response. However, Barry began sniffing and tears began rolling all over his face)

Eustace: (sarcastically) Great. Your crying already. Give it a rest stupid cat-

(Barry raises his toy gun at Eustace which shoots a cork right at his face)

Eustace: (get hits by a cork) Ow! You stupid cat!

(Barry stomps his foot and says to him angrily)

Barry: (angrily with tears over his face) WELL YOU DESERVE IT!! MAYBE YOU MIGHT TO GIVE IT A REST TOO!!!

(Barry begans sobbing, Courage tries to comfort him but Barry runs out of the living room then to the basement door, shutting it)

(Courage and Muriel look at Eustace, Muriel was mad at Eustace for what he said to Barry with Courage having an paranoid expression on his face)

Muriel: Eustace Bagge! How could you say such horrible stuff to poor Barry! You made that poor cat cry!

Eustace: Whatever! We can't have another pet like the stupid dog.

Muriel: You don't understand that Courage has helped Barry's family by babysitting him everyday

(Courage worryingly hears the two argue over Barry which worries him even more, so hides underneath his blanket until it ends)

Eustace: You can give it a rest too Muriel!! I'm going up now while you two go off helping that stupid cat (goes upstairs to his bedroom and shuts the door)

Muriel: Hmph!

(Muriel looks at Courage coming out of the blanket, whining and worrying about Barry)

Muriel: Oh Courage, I do hope Barry is ok right now... Hmm, I know! Why don't we head out to groceries so we can get something that might cheer Barry up?

Courage: Mmhmm

(Then it cuts to Barry in the basement, sitting on a stool, rubbing his tears, snffing and cradling his legs)

(Then it cuts again to the outside of the Nowhere, where six figures walking close to the farmhouse

???: This might be it, right here!

???: That's a farmhouse see

(The six then look at the farmhouse and one of them sees the door to the basement)

???: There's a door right here, let's see where it leads us too

(One of the figures open the basement door and heads down, along with the other five)

(The six figures reveal themselves to be Katz, Le Quack, Cajun Fox, Weremole, Black Puddle Queen and Clutching Foot as they look around the basement)

Cajun Fox: Your quite sure this is a good hideout for our revenge plan cat

Katz: Yes

Le Quack: Well look around you renard, there are chairs and a table

(The six then sat around each chair except one)

Cajun Fox: Huh, there's only one chair left. But who's gonna sit here

(The six then hear sounds of sniffing and little cries, they get up and check)

(Then they all see Barry with tears over his face, rubbing each of them. Cajun Fox walks to him, placing his hand on his shoulder)

Cajun Fox: Hey cat, what's sobbin' here? you lookin' pretty sad all over your lil eyes

Barry: (looks at each of them staring at him, then he jumps in fright and he almost falls off the stool since Cajun Fox picked him up and place him back onto it)

(Katz walks to Barry with a glare on his face)

Katz: Now tell us… what are you doing in here before we arrive

Barry: (sniffs) It's all because of Mr Bagge, he was being really mean to me all the time. He said that I'm a stupid cat and he wished that i… would never be here ever again…. Then I got upset at him and ran out immediately crying over here. Then Muriel became upset at him and then she and Mr Bagge argued a bit! (sniffs) why is this happening to my life right now?

(Katz sighs as he sits by and looks at Barry)

Katz: Dear boy, The farmer and his wife are arguing about you, you see. The farmer thinks that you aren't good enough for this and he says that your like that dog. And when your acting too much of a coward, even causing loads of problems to everyone around here. You'll be an outcast. And you would be disowned of this place, even the ones you love will not love you, and shouldn't be around you, because of what have you done. And they would do things that are worse than... death. Maybe it would be best if you will never, ever, ever talk to these "people" ever… again

Barry: But… then I wouldn't meet anyone and make any friends

Cajun Fox: Hey cheer up cat, We six right here can be your new buddies

Barry: I don't know about that. I don't think I should trust you guys-

Cajun Fox: Yeah you can, we're all great pals and believe me, we never caused a teeny weeny lil argument in our gang. So, Whaddya say cat (raises his paw out)

Barry: Well… ok

(Barry raises his paw out and the two handshake)

Katz: Perfect!

(It cuts to the six and Barry sitting on chairs)

Barry: (looks at each of them) So, why did you guys came in the basement for

All (except Barry): Revenge!

Barry: Revenge?

All (except Barry): Revenge on that stupid dog!! (They all laugh evilly)

Barry: (feels shocked about this) You're gonna get revenge on Courage?!?! But he's my friend-

Katz: (places his hand on Barry's mouth with a serious expression) We don't… want to hear that! (Takes his hand out of Barry's mouth)

Barry: Oh, sorry

Katz: Don't you apologies

Barry: Yes sir… So how is the revenge plan gonna work out

(The six discuss the plan together with Barry listening and writing the plan down)

Barry: That can work out

Le Quack: That's more we like it (pats Barry's head)

Cajun Fox: Hey since we are all a group, we should give it a name, like The Sin Seven!

Katz (annoyed): There is one like that you stupid fox

Cajun Fox: Oh

Barry: Maybe… The… Revenge Seven

Le Quack: Ooh la la~ parfaite(perfect), petite chat(little cat)

(Barry looks at the each of them with an anxious look as they laugh sinisterly)

(Then it cuts to Muriel and Courage who came back from the grocery store)

Muriel: I'm sure Barry would be happy that we brought some chocolate rabbits for him

Courage: Mmhmm

(Muriel and Courage head to the living room, to the basement door. Muriel knocks it)

Muriel: Barry! Barry! Are you alright?

(The Revenge Seven look at the door, Barry stood up)

Barry: Let me get it! (heads upstairs and opens the door) Hey Muriel. Hey Courage

Muriel: How are you feeling now Barry?

Barry: I'm fine. It's just that i-

Revenge Seven, heard offscreen: Destroy that stupid dog!!

Muriel: Barry? What was that dear?

Barry: Uhh, (shakes anxiously) Uhh— (quietly) What do I do?

Cajun Fox, offscreen: Lie man, lie!

Barry, quietly: How?

Cajun Fox, offscreen: Say that we're your new friends and your part of a friend group

Barry: (quietly) Ok! (Turns around to Muriel and Courage) These are my new friends and I'm part of a friend group and… (looks at Courage) sorry Courage, no dogs allowed (shuts the door) (Then he opens the door slightly again) Oh and could you bring in six sandwiches and cut one of them into five slices

Muriel: Why sure Barry dear

(As Muriel made the sandwiches, Courage stirs the pudding)

Muriel: Keep stirring the pudding Courage, we don't want it to burn

(Then to the basement as Barry comes downstairs, the Six started their revenge plan)

Le Quack: So how does our plan gotta be settled like this

Katz: Yes, something cunning and something that brings her terror to her flesh

Barry: Hmm… maybe we would-

(Muriel is seen coming to the basement, with a tray of five sandwiches)

Barry (has his arms flapping): Muriel's coming!!! Huh? (however he realises that they are holding newspapers as he looks at them confused)

Muriel: (places the tray down on the table) Well, everyone help yourself to a finger sandwich (she then stands beside Barry and rubs his head) Oh Barry dear, I'm sorry about before. Eustace can be like this mainly

Barry: It's alright Muriel, I'm sorry-

(As Barry was about to apologise, Black Puddle Queen places the newspaper down, takes the sandwich and bites it, then she goes back to reading the newspaper. Barry looks at Puddle Queen nervously)

Barry, whispers: Your siren-ness! We can't have Muriel see you

Muriel: Barry, who is this friend you have?

(Barry shakes nervously at Muriel)

Muriel: Barry, are you feeling alright dear

(Barry shakes as he sees a cup of juice by Cajun Fox, he raises his toy gun which shoots a cork right at the cup, spilling onto Cajun's lap)

Cajun Fox, madly: Hey! What gives!

Barry: (points at Muriel) She did it! Seize her!!

Muriel: Barry, what's going on- (muffles as she is covered by a burlap sack)

(As Muriel wakes up, she is chained above a cauldron of boiling oil)

Muriel: Barry, what's going on in here

Barry: Sorry Muriel- (when he walks to Muriel, he was stopped by Le Quack)

Le Quack: Don't you apologies petite chat

Muriel: So, for all of you six, this is one of those deadly friends group isn't it

Big Toe: Forget that, we want that dog now get screaming see

Muriel: No, I won't do it

Katz: (by the washing machine) Allow me! (Puts red and white clothes into the washing machine while sinisterly laughing)

Muriel: No!!! Don't mix the colours!!!

(Katz pours bleach into the washing machine and slams the door while sinisterly laughing)

(Muriel then screams in horror to which Courage hears it and rushes to the basement only to be stopped by the Foot crushingly stepping on his body)

Big Toe: Yeah, remember us

Pinky Toe: Yeah, remember us

(The five remaining villains step forward to glare at Courage)

Courage: Oh no!

Big Toe: You licked us good see

Cajun Fox: Cooked us good too, remember that

Barry: Courage!!

(Katz gives Barry a glare in order to stop him from helping Courage get back up. Barry backs up, intimidated)

Muriel: Oh, what are you going to do with Courage

Big Toe: Now we're gonna put you the squeeze on you, see

(The Foot squishes Courage, Barry gets behind the group, though he turns back as he couldn't watch the pain)

(Katz walks to Courage and kneels down)

Katz: Care for a bit of sport before you slowly die dear boy? Let's play… (holds a red ball) dodgeball

(Courage screams, along with Barry, who is feeling very worried about this)

(The lights go off and on, forming a stadium field. Le Quack, wearing black and yellow striped referee outfit)

Le Quack: (blows his whistle) These are the rules. Le ball, she is round. Le loser, she is dead (laughs)

(Courage stands at the end, he wears a white jersey with a blue "O" and matching shorts, sneakers and headband)

(Barry sits by the stairs, worried)

(Katz and the others wear green and white uniforms with white numbers. Then the match begins. Katz gets a headstart as he throws his ball at Courage, his ball unleashes spikes which hits head across the wall, then his head began to pop out)

Barry: (watching this) Ohhh that's going to hurt

(Weremole holds his dodgeball and eats it, Katz becomes shocked by this)

Katz: Who invited this undefined beast?

(Weremole belches, Cajun Fox walks with a giant spoon besides Foot, he pulls out his spicy Cajun pierogies)

Cajun Fox: My spicy Cajun pierogies are known to pack up a wallop

(Cajun launches the pierogies at Courage's mouth, causing his body to burn from the spiciness)

Barry: (places his hands on his mouth) Oh… god

(Courage goes over to a water bottle and drinks it but then he spat it all out due to the colour)

Courage: Pooey!

(Black Puddle Queen rises from the puddle of sports drink, holding out sea creatures. Courage dodges the jellyfish and coral, but gets hit by a clam which is stuck on his head)

(The villains laugh at Courage's misery, while for Barry, watching at it just makes him feel bad for Courage)

(Katz holds a lot of dodgeballs, placing them down for Foot to straight up kick them all Courage, this hits him in the face and stomach. Suddenly, the buzzer on the washing machine goes off and Courage has his arms out in a shape of a "T")

Courage: Time out! Time out!

(Whistle blows as Courage goes over to the washing machine by placing fabric softener onto it)

Muriel: Good boy Courage! Go get 'em!

Barry: (smiles at Courage) Yeah Courage! Get 'em good! Go get 'em!

(Katz hears Barry cheering on Courage)

Katz: Excuse me!

(Katz glares at Barry, which the latter got intimidated and keeps watching)

(The whistle blows to resume the game, Weremole burrows himself underground and is tunnelling his way towards Courage. He emerges and attacks Courage, shaking him back and forth like a dog chew toy. Until Le Quack blows his whistle)

Le Quack: Le halftime

Barry: Halftime?

(The lights show two of the Duck Brothers playing instruments and singing the song)

🎵Halftime show! Halftime show! Yeah, yeah, whoa, whoa! Halftime show!🎵

(Barry claps along to the tune and gave it an applause. Duck Brothers move out of the room, which closes by darkness)

(Cuts to Katz lighting the cannon with fire, which fires right at Courage, who is battered and tired. Courage screams, causing to get the cannonball in his mouth. He holds it in, but then suction cup darts are thrown at his head, causing him to drop the cannonball. Then the piano falls down on his body and a water balloon is thrown at him. Courage is completely damaged from all of this)

(The five hold weapons out. Katz has a flamethrower, Foot has a spiked club, Cajun has a cleaver, Puddle Queen has a shell which launches a rocket and Weremole has a flyswatter. With it all, they attack Courage with them, causing him to get more in pain by this. While Barry is covering his eyes as he couldn't bear to watch this moment)

(Courage whimpers)

Katz: Now we would like someone to give you that dear boy. (snaps his fingers at Barry) Come over here

(Barry comes downstairs and walks to Katz)

Barry: Yeah

Katz: So we seen that you hold a gun around, yes

Barry: Yeah, but it's a toy gun-

Katz: Good, then let us show you this

(Katz holds out a red gun to Barry)

Barry: What's that

Katz: A flare gun. One bullet, one shot right into the dear boy's chest (loads it and gives it to Barry) Now keep your eyes on the target

(Barry stands still, eyes straight onto Courage while holding the flare gun, the five villains watch him retrieve Courage's final moment)

(Then Barry drops tears out of his eyes, this is all because he doesn't want to kill the one who he cares mostly)

Barry: (sniffs) I-I… I can't do this…

(Barry drops the flare gun and buries his face with his hands)

(The villains are shocked by this except Katz who's downright upset at Barry's attempt failed. He came to Barry with a sinister glare and begins to grab him by the neck)

Katz: You… ungrateful, disappointing CAT!!! YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO SHOOT HIM GODDAMMIT!!! HE IS OUR ENEMY!!! THINK CAT!!! THINK OF YOUR OWN FUTURE YOU COULD HAD!!!

(Katz brutally tries to choke Barry as he pressing his neck really hard)

(Courage witnesses this and feels shocked by this, he whimpers)

Muriel: Come on Courage! You can't give up! There must be something that you can do!

(Courage looks at Barry, choking)

Muriel: Come on Courage! What can you do!

(Courage thinks and he gets an idea)

(Courage takes a step forward and inhales a deep breath. Then he unleashes his longest scream ever, which shakes the entire house, cracks started forming in the walls, ceiling and floor of the basement)

(Barry drops down to the floor, since Katz lost his grip because of the floor shaking. He runs over to Courage screaming his lungs out)

(The villains either cover their ears or cringe in pain from it. Weremole sees Puddle Queen's clam, hops inside and closes it. Then the cauldron underneath Muriel, cracks apart and breaks

Muriel: Ooh!

(Courage, while screaming, tears off his jersey. The villains now lost their footing, as they all fell to the giant cracked hole to their demise. Finally after 41 seconds, Courage stops screaming. He sighs and then collapses to the floor, sweaty and exhausted, but victorious. Barry goes close to Courage and hugs him. The shackles securing Muriel crack and break, which allows her to fall on her bottom safely)

Muriel: Oh!

(The timer on the washing machine buzzes. Muriel rushes to the machine and sets the dial to "Gentle." The laundry is saved)

Muriel: (wipes her brow and sighs deeply) Oh, my! (runs to Courage and Barry) Courage, what big lungs you have. The winner! (She lifts both Barry and Courage and raises Courage's arm in a victory pose)

(Courage laughs deliriously and waves to the audience. along with Barry, who also waves to the audience and then he looks at him with a smile)

Barry: Muriel, I'm sorry that I… got a bit upset. And i'm sorry for causing you and Mr Bagge to argue

Muriel: (hugs Barry) Oh, Barry. It's not your fault dear. You know how much I love you like how I love Courage as the child I would've had

(Barry smiles and hugs Muriel back)

(Cuts at night-time, Muriel is folding a blanket, then it goes to Barry and Courage cuddled up together in Eustace's chair with the blanket over them. Even Barry holds his plushie along with him)

(Courage holds the remote and presses the button to turn on the TV. The TV turns on and it only shows Freaky Fred, holding his electric razor)

Fred: Courage…

(Cuts to the outside of the farmhouse, Courage and Barry both scream, causing the upper half of the house to fall apart and crush the foundation of the house)

[idv-news-boi]

// emote/interaction ideas

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Laurence

{Coin Trick} *Flips an unusual coin with his left hand, definitely not an American cent-*

{Dice} *Throws dice as if he's throwing a grenade, covers the sides of his headpiece with his gloved hands as if muting the dice's sounds before taking a peek for the number with his signature smile*

{Dance} *Tap Dances before tilting his hat in the end along with a wink*

{Pray} *Starts doing the praying motions with a straight posture solemnly*

{Whisper} *Leans in near {survivor}'s ear to quietly whisper them some tea*

{Eat} *Eats a hamburger/salad with a jolly grin* (goes randomly)

{With Akihiko emote} *Hugs the camera boi tight once Akihiko tried to give him a bento*

{With Kitty emote} *hand clap games! The game somehow gets quicker over the milliseconds- then accepts Kitty's chocolate and chomps it happily bdbfbd*

{With Angel emote} *Angel was to put the blanket like a veil on Lau, but instead, the Blondie decides to gently take the blanket and pull Angel close to him with it lol-*

{With Rosalyn emote} *enjoying the puppet show, but then swoops her up into a happy hug as he lightly laughs at Rpsie's squeak,,,*

Voicelines

{If you stare at him} Like what you see~?

{Being stared at by a kid} Wassup, champ??? :D

{Talk show} Wanna talk? I can entertain you~

{About the cypher machines} These things are masochists- they only work when one person or more punches them up!

{When the first survivor gets downed} Oh dear,,~!

{When a survivor gets chaired} Don't die on me yet, partner!

{When slamming a pallet at the hunter} *sings* Oops, i did it again~!

{When slamming a pallet at the hunter} Ouch,,, My mistake, nothing personal, dear~

{Shock} *not flinching * "What, you like that, masochistic machine...~?"

{Shock} *doesn't hesitate to just gives a hard stomp on it * "Calm your guts there...~ nwn" (<- Akihiko was watching him while hiding and seeing him makes him feel a bit traumatized lol-)

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Akihiko

{Drink} *drinks green tea*

{Dance} *Loca Toca Toca dance */ih

{Bow} *Bows in Japanese custom*

{Dice} *Not so enthusiastically throws the dice, the hand he uses to throw stays where it angles as he looks down at the dice blanky*

{Gift} *Puts his collar bag on the ground, searches for something in it, and offers a bento to {survivor} who forgot to eat/skipped lunch*

{With Laurence emote} *quickly starts taking many pictures of Lau, who technically strikes many different poses like an idol lol*

{With Rosalyn emote} *Gives Rosie a small branch of cherry blossom, slowly blooming more beautifully once Rosie accepts it*

{With Kitty emote} *starts playing the omochio tsukimasho with Kitty*

{With Eiji emote} *lets him read a manga book for minute*

Voicelines (he's not supposed to be playable in match, so most voicelines are mostly what-ifs scenarios)

{Being stared at by a peer/stranger} ...Daijobu? *Nervously sweats* (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)

{Being stared at by Laurence} You can take a picture, you know,,- (half teasingly) (⁠￣⁠ヘ⁠￣⁠;⁠)

{Talking about the cipher machines} Are they really made for such deadly games..? No need to tell me more, That's the Reporter's job to write that down that...- (Aki doesn't have to, he's ALWAYS recording during a match)

{When the first survivor gets downed} Ah,,,! (⁠・⁠_⁠・⁠;⁠)

{When a survivor gets chaired} ...Mattete! (...Hang on, please!)

{When slamming a pallet a hunter} S-Sumimasen,,,! (I'm sorry in formal)

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Angel

{Dice} *Throws dice smoothly with a dramatic swash with his arm, observing the dice twirl into a number with a tiny, unreadable smile*

{Pamper} *covers {survivor} and himself with the camouflage blanket, a mini pillow fort game,,,*

{Dance} *Flamingo dance in pair with an illusion figure that looks like Rosalyn *

{With Rosalyn emote} *accepts the flower crown from her before happily braiding her hair*

{With Laurence emote} *walking around the blondie one slowly before stopping Lau's non-existent heart as he lightly strokes the other's chin lol*

{With Akihiko emote} *Greets Akihiko with a calm, elegant Japanese bow, who quickly greeted back *

Voicelines

{Malewife, lol} I know how to cook, i know how clean, i know how to sew, and i know how to entertain you,,, what else can I not do as a partner?

{Bullfighting aka Kiting} ¡Olé!

{Discipline} Learn how things get done, dear~

{Shock} "MADRE MARIA- AY POR-"

{Shock} *yelps * "Ao,,,- (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)"

{pallet stunning} "My apologies... It's nothing personal, cielo-"

Rosalyn

{Dice} *Gently throws the dice with both hands, before holding her hands together while looking at the dice. As if hoping for a lucky number*

{Puppet Show} *Performs a cross puppet show with her other 3 puppets*

{Flower Crown} *Gives a flower crown to {survivor}*

{Dance} *Joropo dance with an illusion figure that looks like Angel *

Voicelines

{Pallet Stunning} {*...I'm really, really sorry,,,!*} ówò;

{Shock} *yelps in slight pain * {*I-I'm fine,,,! *}

{Shock} *yelps * {*S-Sorry,,,! *}

{Being stared} {*Is... There anything I can assist?*} *Nervous by the staring *

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Kitty

{Dice} *Quickly throws the dice, then attentively look at the dice move before making a tiny happy jump with one punch raised in the air cheerfully*

{Hand Clap} *plays hand clap games with {survivor} as she sings nursery rhymes*

{Dance} *Chika dance*

{Chocolate} *starts devouring two chocolates from her bag, not explosive for her smh-*

{With Rosalyn emote} *Wholesome handclap game before she launches the older one into a hug,,,*

{With Laurence emote} *bubbles that show "DC!" and "Marvel!" repeatedly as they talk lol*

Voicelines

{Shock} "Yikes,,, :'3"

{Shock} "THE VIBE CHECK, ANYOOOOO- (⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠)"

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Eiji

{Dice} *Takes his time to gracefully throw his dice with his dominant hand, still keeping his straight elegant posture after seeing the dice number*

{Dance} *Chinese sword dance*

{With Akihiko emote} *takes a green tea cup from Akihiko, nodding him as if thanking*

{With Kitty emote} *holding out a kitty onesie for Kitty to try, who looks curious by the sudden request at this time djdndndn*

{With Rosalyn emote} *does small steps to approach her cutely before giving her a cuddle hug, having 🥺 on his face/IH*

Voicelines

{Rescuing a teammate} "This is necessary -"

{Pallet Stunning} "Train harder."

{Shock}*sighs * "Aiyah,,,"

{Shock} "Who the heck broke this - "(<--- implying Laurence and his punching fists on the metal chunk )

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[lovehealsandlovehurts]

Mommys Doll

warnings: 18+, mommy kink, somnophilia, nipple play, dumbification, edging, dacryphilia, corruption, shushing, spitting on body parts, finger sucking, pet names & praise, aftercare 

Summary: You wait for Wanda to come home and end up falling asleep, only to wake up to her wanting to take care of you. 

the following material is something not everyone may be comfortable with and is meant for mature audiences

Word count: 3.6k

notes: I imagined a brunette multiverse of madness Wanda while writing this, however stayed away from detailed descriptions in case the reader wants to imagine her otherwise 

gif mine

The room you were laying in started to get a bit cold, so you pulled a blanket over your body and stared at the cracked open window. You were too lazy to get up and close it, already feeling cozy in your bed. You missed Wanda, she was away working and you waited impatiently in her house, hoping she’d come back any minute. You didn’t like her being away for so long, and the more you didn’t see her the more you thought about the woman. You thought about her soothing voice, smile, and the way she kissed your lips, softly and passionately, always pulling you close.  You missed how she whispered in your ear and showered you with praise and affection. You missed staring into her big green eyes, unable to process how beautiful she was. You wanted to text her again, tease her about being alone in bed but you didn’t want to make her upset, or be punished for being a brat. It was starting to get late, the sky went dark and your eyelids began to feel heavy. You felt your body drifting away to sleep. You sighed grumpily, letting your head rest on the pillow as you curled up on your side, realizing Wanda might not come back soon, definitely not before you fall asleep.

Wanda got back home shortly after you closed your eyes. She made her way to the bedroom, happily rushing up the stairs. She opened the door, hoping to see you wrap your arms around her as soon as she entered the bedroom. She loved the way you hugged her after being away from her, tight and not wanting to let go. Wanda moved closer to your bed and noticed you sleeping. She smiled, seeing your head rest against the pillow, covered with your blankie. She turned her head to see the open window and went ahead to close it. She didn’t want the wind to bother you at night, or for you to catch a cold. Wanda went around the room, opening the drawers and looking for pajamas to change into. She decided to wear an oversized blouse instead, she didn’t like to sleep in thick clothes, the material bothered her, and she wanted to feel closer to you. 

Wanda made her way into the bed, laying next to you and making you her little spoon. She missed you so much, she wrapped her arm around you, feeling the heat of your body warm her up. She laid a gentle kiss on your cheek, hoping it would wake you up, but it didn’t.

“My sleepy girl” she murmured, pulling you closer, realizing your mind is far away. Wanda thought about all the texts you sent her that night, telling her to come home and cuddle you, saying you were getting tingly between your legs thinking about her and needed her to take care of you. You looked so pretty laying there, she couldn’t help herself, she allowed her thoughts to overcome her head. She gently slid the blanket off your body, letting it uncover you. She stared at you for a while, admiring every inch of your skin.

You were sleeping in a t-shirt and underwear, she giggled, wanting to tell you wearing something thicker would’ve been better, considering you looked cold before she uncovered you.  Wanda stoked your arm, feeling your skin on the palm of her hand. She ran her fingers from above your kneecaps to your upper thighs, wondering if that wouldn’t wake you up either. She missed touching you so much, she moved closer, whispering sweet things in your ear. 

 “You’re my prettiest girl,” Wanda said, wrapping her hand around your hips, she moved it up to touch your boobs, seeing your nipples poke out through your shirt. She felt one of them after the other, rolling them back and forth with her fingers. You moved your hips closer to her in your sleep and she smirked, knowing even with your mind not fully conscious, you wanted to be hers. You felt so good in her arms, she couldn’t stop herself from touching you. She slid her hand to your panties, feeling the soft material of the fabric. “I missed you so much,” she mumbled, letting her hand circle on your clit.  You were hers, and only hers, she wanted no one but you. She felt you shift in your sleep, moving your hand to wrap around her wrist. “Always so needy… even like this,” she said, placing a delicate kiss on your shoulder. “Wanda?” you mumbled, hearing a familiar voice. You slowly opened your eyes, breaking away from whatever space your brain had entered, you weren’t sure if you were still dreaming. You slightly jerked up, realizing your hand was wrapped around Wanda's wrist. You didn’t have to turn away to know it was her, you knew how she smelled and how her hands felt on your body. Everything about her was familiar and you allowed yourself to calm down, feeling your heartbeat slow down.

“Let mommy play with her baby” she whispered, knowing you were too tired to protest. She knew you liked being her obedient doll,  letting her touch you whenever and wherever she wanted. You felt your body grow hot, the temperature inside the room didn’t matter anymore as you felt yourself burning up. You grinned your hips against her touch, closing your eyes and focusing on the way her finger felt brushing against your underwear. Your brain always felt so foggy whenever she touched you, the whole world didn’t exist, just her, nothing mattered at the moment, just making her happy.

“Mommy?” you whispered, you wanted to tell her to touch you more, but nothing seemed to come out of your mouth. You lost yourself in the way her body felt, pressed against yours, her hips touching your butt, gently brushing onto you, and her strong arm wrapped around your hips. 

“Is something wrong baby?” her voice sounded so sweet, you wanted to turn back and look at her, tell her that you missed her, that you wished she didn’t come home late again. You felt so good laying there, her hand movements only made you want to stay in place, “I need-” you whined as you felt your clit twitch under her touch. You gripped her wrist tighter, hoping she’d press harder against your spot. 

“Poor baby, is mommy making you forget how to speak?” she cooed, you felt guilty for how fluttery the words made you feel. You loved the way she talked down to you; like you were wrapped around her finger, couldn’t think without her, like only she knew which decisions to make. 

“It’s okay baby, you don’t have to say anything, mommy knows what you need, your cunt is practically leaking on my fingers,” her tone was calm and soothing. You whined, not knowing how to answer. She was right, you felt a wet spot that formed on your panties, and you didn’t even notice it till she mentioned it. You wondered if this happened quickly or if she had been touching you for a while. You wanted her to rip your underwear off, and feel you, set her tongue in you, you wanted it so bad you almost started crying. You let soft whimpers escape your mouth as she kept playing with you. “Shh, don’t cry baby, mommy will take care of you,” she said as she watched you bury your face in your hands. 

Wanda moved away from spooning you and sat on the bed.  “No-” you mumbled, grabbing her hand and trying to pull her close. “I need you” you managed to say, looking up at her with puppy eyes. She smiled, her face lighting up, seeing how desperately you look at her.

She cupped your face into her hands, looking into your eyes, “Sweet baby, I’m not going anywhere,” she said, laying a gentle kiss on your lips. You wrapped your arms around her neck and pulled her close, you couldn’t help it. You tasted chapstick off her lips and a scent of coffee she must've had on the way here. Her lips felt so soft, you felt comforted by them, losing yourself in her touch. You started kissing her passionately, every kiss showing how much you’ve missed her. She kissed you back just as lustfully, nubbing on your lower lip. Wanda smiled against your face and pulled away. You whined, wanting to tell her to kiss you again, but you were hypnotized by her, and every move she did. Her hand wandered to your chest, it pushed you down and forced you to lay on the mattress. She opened your legs, seeing them shiver at her touch. “I-” you managed to whisper, pulling on her wrist once again. You hoped your gestures would explain what you needed as you weren’t able to use your words. “Hush baby, mommy knows what you want,”  she said, tilting your panties to the side. Your every thought was lost every time her hands ran through your body. She slipped a finger inside of you, and you felt your walls clench around it, letting out a loud moan. She teased you, moving it in and out of your hole. Your brain was slipping away, focusing on her touch.

She ran her fingers through your folds, coming up to your clit and letting it slide back down into your pussy. You whined at the sensation, feeling your knees snap together, you weren’t sure why that happened, you felt so sensitive under her touch you were losing control over your body. “Open up for mommy,” she said, seeing your thighs shake. You grabbed onto the bed sheets, watching her pull your legs apart, as you struggled to do so yourself. She quickly slid your underwear off your body, staring at your soaked parts. She placed her finger back on your wet spot, teasing you with it, occasionally looking up to look at your face, searching for desperation. You wondered if she could see you get all red, as you certainly felt your head burning up, losing yourself in the way her fingers traced your body. She lowered down and spit on your pussy, rubbing in her saliva against your clit. Your parts felt all sticky, wet from your own juices, and now her. Nothing felt as good as her, her touch was liberating, it made you feel things in a way you haven’t before. 

“Such a pretty girl” she praised you, watching you grow more impatient with every minute. “And all mommys right?” she asked, her finger teasing your swollen clit. She slid it down into your hole again, pushing it hard into you. “Yes…” you whispered so softly, you wondered if she could hear. She moved it out of you again, coming back to your swollen nub. She was insane, you thought, playing with you like with a toy. “Only mommy can touch you here,” she said, making sure that you know who you belong to. She was jealous of you, constantly wanting to keep you all to herself, but there was nothing to be jealous of, she completely owned you.

"Only you" you managed to let out a soft sigh, trying to collect your words with her fingers on you.

“No one can touch you as good as mommy does, not even yourself” she whispered, looking up at your face. You nodded, knowing she was right, there were many times you’ve tried to help yourself without her, and you just couldn’t.

You let soft moans escape your mouth as she touched you, and you couldn't stand the teasing, you needed her now, you needed to cum, you needed to release all the pressure built within you. “Please,” you managed to whisper. You were surprised at how only one word was able to leave your mouth. “I wanna cum” you finally managed to speak, feeling proud for doing so. Her movements were never-ending, she never increased her pace, just kept it nice and steady, driving your body insane.

“Not yet,” she said, scratching your inner thighs with her nails, the movement made your body shiver. She ran them up and down your skin, only making you more deprived. “Why? please…” you cried, grabbing onto her wrist, you needed her so badly. “Because you’re mommys doll sweetheart, and you take everything mommy gives you right?” she asked, you needed a second to take everything in, she sounded so caring yet was so cruel at the same time. You knew she felt satisfaction from your whining and cries, her pupils only got wider every time you begged her to make it stop. You shook your head up and down, agreeing with her. 

She finally pushed two fingers into you, without a warning. You felt them curl inside of you as she moved them in and out of your hole. You gasped quietly, feeling your brain melt away with her every move. “Look at you taking mommy so well” she praised you, climbing on top of your body. She grabbed your chin with her other hand, forcing you to look up at her, as your eyes were closed. She added another finger in and you were surprised at how easily it slipped into you, realizing you always considered her hands to be big. “Your pussy feels so good on mommys fingers baby, so tight,” she said, putting her thumb into your mouth. You sucked on it, looking up at her as you do so, seeing a smile form on her face as you swirled your tongue around her finger. “My good girl” she whispered, increasing her place, you let her thumb out of your mouth, needing to moan as you grabbed tightly onto her arm. “Tell mommy how good it feels,” she said, watching you roll your eyes to the back of your head. “Feels so-” you couldn’t finish your sentence, your thoughts blended together as her fingers rammed into your soaked parts. She pushed into you hard and fast, making your brain all dizzy. Her fingers bent inside you, and you held onto her arm, grinding your hips against her touch. “Dumb little baby, I shouldn’t have asked, I know you can’t think right now,” she said in a condescending tone. You felt yourself getting close to the edge and you wanted to ask for permission, knowing she wouldn’t have it any other way. Luckily she noticed the change in your eyes, and the clenching around her fingers, realizing you were coming close. “Just a bit more, mommy hasn’t had enough of you yet” she sounded so sweet, you couldn’t say no. You did everything you could to hold your orgasm. She increased her pace, hitting the back of your inner wall. You tried to stop moving your hips, hoping that would help control your body but it did nothing as she kept going, holding you still. 

“Mommy-“ you whined, feeling your muscles tense up, your tummy felt like it needed to release. “Shh, you’re almost there. Don’t cum without mommys permission okay?” she said, kissing your lips. You moaned into her mouth, unable to answer. You felt tears form in your eyes, you so desperately needed to let go. 

“Please” you cried against her face, her moves were hard and steady, and you felt your thighs shake, coming closer and closer. “Oh baby” she whispered, a spark lit up in her eyes. You could tell she enjoyed seeing you like this but loved you too much to torture you forever. “Okay, let go for mommy. Let it all out,” she said, kissing your forehead and speeding up her pace even more. You yelled, feeling her fingers thrust into you. 

You pulled her close and buried your face in her neck, closing your legs together. You felt your whole body shake, feeling your muscles release all the tension that’s built up. You wrapped your legs around Wanda, yanking her close, there were still shaking but you didn’t want to let her go, you couldn’t, you needed to hold her close. 

“I’m so proud of you angel,” she said, kissing your cheeks. You wanted to thank her but you needed to catch your breath first, your chest moved up and down rapidly, recovering from her touch. “Oh” is all you managed to let out, your voice sounded shaky. cutting through the air. “Let mommy clean you up, okay?“ she asked, lowering herself down on you. “I need- a minute” you protested, knowing you’re still sensitive. She didn’t listen, she made it clear she always takes what she wants from her baby. You knew if you used the safe word she’d stop but you couldn’t differentiate what your body wanted anymore.

She went down on you, kissing your tummy and inner thighs, her lips brushing against your skin, it made you forget everything you were going to say. You felt her tongue press against your clit, and she sucked it in, wrapping her lips around it. You felt it twitch into her mouth and you tried to pull away, feeling your body needs a break.

“No, mommy” you whined, and you felt her mouth break away from your core. “You want me to stop?” she asked in a whisper. You nodded your head, grabbing onto her stretched-out arm. “You sure? why is your clit throbbing in my mouth then?” she murmured, her hot breath hovering over your body. You didn’t know what to say, you groaned, trying to come up with an answer. 

“I think mommy knows better, doesn’t she?” she asked, setting her mouth back on your clit. You gasped, feeling her tongue sit on it. You cried out, letting her take control over you. It felt so right, to be owned by her, to have her tell you what to do. You were so ridiculously wet, you made it easy for her to work her tongue around your spot. She occasionally switched to her hand, stroking your swollen bud side to side. You let out soft whines as she did so, feeling your brain become a mush. You were completely hers when she fucked you, you felt so fragile in her arms. She sucked your clit in while moving her head side to side, and you felt yourself come close once again. You felt ashamed of how fast it took her to take you over the edge, especially after protesting it. You grinned your hips against her face, feeling her speed up her pace.  You wished you could keep going but you felt your thighs shake, and you let them drop to the mattress and she pressed her head harder against your core. You whined, shifting your body as she kept going, making you dig your nails into the mattress. You felt your muscles tense up and you came with her mouth still glued onto your clit. 

You buried your face in your hands, breathing in heavily. “Let mommy see you, baby,” she said, moving closer and pulling your hands apart. “You did so good,” she said, placing a gentle kiss on your lips, you tasted yourself off of it, moaning against her mouth. “See, mommy knows what’s best for my little girl," she said, pushing your hair behind your ear. “You were so good for me, so good” she praised you, laying gentle kisses on your lips. 

Your face still felt hot, recovering from all the tingles that raced through your body. Wanda laid down next to you, kissing your cheeks, her touch warm and comforting. “Please never leave” you managed to say, staring into her face and admiring her beauty. She frowned her eyebrows, letting worry overflow her face. “Why would you say that angel? I’d never leave you” she assured you, kissing your face. “No… I mean” you took a deep breath in, trying to collect your thoughts. You felt her stare at you as you closed your eyes, trying to think. “Like today, you were gone for so long, I missed you,” you said, finally taking control of your breath.

“Oh baby, come here,” she said, pulling you closer to her. She flipped your body so that you could lay on top of her. You curled into her arms, resting your head on her chest. "I won’t come home that late again, I promise” she assured you, kissing your head. You felt so safe in her arms, like she was the answer to all your problems, a knight in armor protecting you from all evil. “I missed you too bunny,” she said, every pet name coming out of her mouth made your head spin. You were sure one day she’d call you something completely silly and it’d still make you tingle between your legs. “You want to sleep now?” she said, stroking your hair. She realized you must be tired, being pulled away from your sleep. My poor sleepy girl, she thought, only wanted to rest and had to be taken away by Mommy. You were glad you were, your body felt even more relaxed now, after being taken care of by her. “Yes,” you murmured, setting your hands on her boobs. You looked up at her to see if she would allow it, as you were too tired to ask nicely. She took your hand and pressed it to her chest, giving you her permission. You didn’t try to tease her, just needed something to hold onto, you grabbed them into your hand, squeezing gently. You closed your eyes, the material of her shirt felt soft on your cheek, and you snuggled into it, letting your thoughts drift away.

"You can go back to sleep, I’ll be right here," she said before you shifted your body and moved on top of her, giving her a starved-out kiss. You couldn’t help but take a look at her face again before falling asleep. “I love you” you mumbled shyly, even though you knew she did too. Even if she didn’t constantly say it back you’d still know, realizing how she always took care of you. “I love you too, my baby,” she said, kissing the tip of your nose. You groaned softly and put your head back in her chest, closing your eyes. 

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Hi I liked the request that UzumakiTomoyo made and I can Request a Scenario Where Rengoku, Uzui, and Sanemi

Ask the Male Reader in Marriage. (The Reader's Previous Partner Died) and the Reader's Son Goes into a Crisis Saying He Doesn't Accept It and That They Never Replaced His Deceased Father

A slight fan of angst scenarios I see lol (However I apologize because I will replace Sanemi with Giyuu bc I ship him with Mitsuri and I don't want to do her any wrong because she's a lovely woman <3)

Genre: Slight angst to comfort/Scenarios/Headcannons (No comfort for Giyuus)

Summary: How they would react to reader's son/daughter saying that, what they would do after, and would your son/daughter accept him after. (For Giyuu’s part your child is non-binary with they/them pronouns)

- Honestly he’s surprised because he thought he was good with your son and had accepted him being his new father. He wished that he could’ve really spent more time with him now that he rethinks all those times he left him alone when he may needed someone to hold but knew you and himself were too busy being love birds. 

-He would take a lot of time to think both about what he’ll say to your son and how he may have felt because Tengen may have never wanted to be like his father it could be different with your son. 

As your son walks into the backyard of your house, he see’s Tengen sitting in the shade. His son already knows he was waiting for him and respectfully sits with him, however had no intention of accepting him. “It must’ve been hard for you.” Tengen says to him, blanky staring at a moving pond. “Having to deal with your father’s death and trying to shoulder the responsibilities your other father couldn’t.” “What are you even talking abou-” As your son stares at Tengen with anger,  for taking pity on him however a tear slides down his eye before others following it. As he tries to cover it and wipe it all, more keeps flowing after Tengen embraces him with a hug however he tries to push away. Shove him away even before hitting him in in rage of reminding him of his pain however soon settles down after hearing Tengen’s words. “No! No! I won’t accept you! I can’t! Shouldn’t!” “It’s okay...It’s okay. You don’t have to accept me but I will never leave you like your other Father did. I’m here to stay.”

-After that your son would act like he doesn’t care whether you got married with Tengen or not when of course he does. He really wants to trust Tengen and will but is scared he’ll be disappointed that he lied and will have to repeat how he felt before. He will casually talk with Tengen however will be more open with him, letting himself be vulnerable enough to cry a bit while talking to him. He really trusts him that much emotionally.

- Rengoku had already knew something like this would happen. However he never expected your daughter to really be that emotional about her father’s death that he thought she already seemed to be past that. (Not in a rude way ofc.)

-Like Tengen, he’ll take time not to think of what to say but rather to wait and let your daughter calm down before talking to her. He would have you and your daughter have a tea party and have you leave so he can privately talk with her calmly but informative. 

As your daughter gently pours the tea into Rengoku’s cup, she seems slightly upset to do so. “So, what shall we have a cheers for today?” Rengoku asks while smiling to her, being slightly surprised she replies. “To...my papa!” “To your papa then.” After doing so a long silence hits the room until Rengoku starts speaking. “Do you know why I asked your father to leave the room?” “...Because I threw a fit and got you mad...” Your daughter slightly turns her head down, holding the teacup with both her hands as she sits. “I think it was very responsible of you to say that. I heard from your father about the amount of other “fathers” you had.” She suddenly looks up, surprised that he was actually told by her father about this. “I’m very sorry he had to go through it all. Trying to find love when he was taken advantage after losing his first lover.” As Rengoku swirls his cup around a bit, lowering his head then raising it, to show a bright smile however his eyebrows showing a sign of sadness. “It was very disheartening to hear that but I’m glad he kept trying so he found me.” Rengoku reaches his hand across the small table, putting his hand on her arm softly. “It’s okay if you don’t accept me now, I will be patient as long as you want until you want me as your father. Just know I’ll always love and care about your father no matter what.”

-She will often ask you if you’re happy being with him and will observe his nature in-case if he ever pulls something to make you sad. She will take a few months to decide and observe him before finally accepting him. Your daughter wants to make sure that you will never be hurt again.

-”Should I kill this kid?” HE REALLY CONSIDERS IT A BIT! LIKE IT TOOK A WHOLE LOTTA GUTS FOR HIM TO ASK YOU TO MARRY HIM AND THIS ROUND APPLE LOOKING ASS KID IS RUINED IT? He really thought of throwing hands for a second before staring at him in silence, being slightly surprised yet not showing it.

-He would think an AWFUL LOT of time of what he may have done wrong with them or with you even. It would honestly take a week and a half for him to think of what to say and consider the possibilities. 

Honestly, Giyuu didn’t want or had no intention of confronting your child until you told him to resolve this. As they both blankly stare at eachother, it goes on from minutes to eventually an hour, finally with your child starting the conversation. “This is about what I said...right?” They said blankly. “Yeah.” “I still won’t accept you. No matter what.” “Okay.” Giyuu replies to them yet makes them agitated, raising their voice and pointing their finger at him. “This is clearly why I don’t like you! You always have the shortest answers and always depend on my father to do everything that you can’t, like talking!” “Oh really?” Your child then grabs Giyuu’s clothes, raising him up slightly and displaying anger towards him. “Yeah! If my other father was still alive my father would have more time for me! Instead it’s all about you! You! YOU!” Tears start to fall from their eyes as they shove them to the ground, leaving before Giyuu could say anything.

-Giyuu was aware that your child had a lot of neglect as a child from his other father and was only cared for by you however he realized too late that they wanted to be cared for by him aswell even though they didn’t display any sort of sign that they wanted to. After that they would avoid any kind of interaction with Giyuu, only watching from afar. Of course they see that Giyuu is now trying to talk more and being more independent for you and themself however is angry that he never noticed that until he got called out by them. It would take a year or two for them to accept Giyuu and allow him to be in the same room as them.

[rosze-v]

a glimpse of us

pairing: Bakugou Katsuki x Reader

synopsis: Your daughter resembles you so much

tw: angst, Bakugou has a daughter, flashbacks, cursing

w.c : 1.8k

a/n: Halu! I'm not exactly sure on how to feel about this piece but I was heavily inspired by Joji's new song. I deadass hold off listening to it the first day it comes out but I was like fuck it and I listened to it, cried and here we are. What do you think? Do you like it? Enjoy!

“Papa! Come quick!! You’ll miss the movie!.” Bakugou Katsuki smiles gently at how eager his daughter is to watch How to Train Your Dragon, a movie she found after rummaging through your belongings.

“Yes Princess, I’m coming soon. Papa needs to take out the popcorn first. Why don’t you lay out the blankie?”. A yes and a giggle could be heard from the living room as he took out the popcorn from the microwave and place it in a tray. He then took out a bottle of apple juice and some glasses which later was placed on the same tray. Bakugou then pick the tray up and place it on the table in front of the tv.

Bakugou then turn around to look at his daughter and stare at her face, cheeks full, hair in twin tails, feet dangling off the end of the couch. He then cuddle up next to his daughter who quickly wrap her arms around him, in attempt to hug him.

“Princess, papa have to turn on the Tv!”. He said as she pout at the rejection yet Bakugou chuckles and pick up his daughter and place him on lap as he fish for the remote on the table. He starts the movie and his wriggling daughter stop and stay silent throughout the movie. He look down at his small daughter on his lap as he remembers.

“Katsuki hurry!! What the hell are you doing in the kitchen?”. Your voice could be heard from the living room as Bakugou grumbles. “Can’t your ass be patient! I’m trying to take out the goddamn popcorn!”. Rolling your eyes you shouted a yes and waited for him to come back with a tray of popcorn and your favourite apple juice.

Once he settles down on the sofa, your arms snaked around him and peck his cheek, a little way to show your appreciation of him. Bakugou stared down at you, admiring your beautiful smile and the beautiful twinkling of your eyes and the beautiful chuckle of yours. His heart warms at your every being, he swears there’s nothing in this world more beautiful than you are.

Bakugou who was in a trance from remembering your antics, realise the soft breath of his daughter on his chest. He smiled slightly, his heart string tugged at how soft and fragile his daughter is. He then reach out for a wet wipe and wipes her hands, dirtied by the caramel of the popcorn. After that, he gently scoop his daughter in his arms and bring her to her room. Bakugou place her gently and covers her with blanket and giver her a kiss goodnight before leaving for the living room to clean up the leftovers.

Then he walk back to his room, slowly and with dread. He opens the door and nothingness greeted him. Grey sheets and grey walls, a huge bed and not a single sign of you. He sigh and went over to his bed and lay down, trying not to think too much. Yet the body knows better, as he face to the left, and pulling up the sheets as if you were there. Realising what he have done, his face scrunched in pain as he pull the blanket up to his face, covering the half of it. He close his eyes, trying to greet sleep as quick as possible.

You were laying beside him, your eyes shone and peeking through, the only thing he could see was the sea of love, all for him. You were stroking his cheek, shamelessly admiring what’s yours. Your fingers touches his lips, the lip you have always crave. You touch his nose, the nose that you believe perfectly compliments his whole face. Then you touch the side of his eye.

Oh his eyes, the most alluring part of him. You swear you could burn in his fire and feel nothing but love and warmth. You could see blush creeping up his cheeks at your actions as he ask.

“What are you looking at weirdo…”. You chuckle at his flustered look and kisses his forehead.

“I’m crazy in love with you Katsuki. I’m not sure how I’ll live without your love, your touch, everything. I’m so fucking lucky”. Katsuki could only nod at your confession, as he pull you closer to his chest.

Because he knew, he’s not sure either how to live without you.

Yet he live. Is he alive? He’s not exactly sure, if he’s alive or living. His eyes shot open, wet tears passing down his cheeks and neck as he slowly sit up, wiping off his face. He could hear the pattering of his daughter feet and suddenly she burst through the door with a bright smile on her face.

“Papa!! Good morning!! Today’s beach day right? Is Uncle Kiri coming? I miss him so much already!!”. She crawled up to his lap and look up at Bakugou with huge eyes.

“Yes baby, today’s beach day! And yes Uncle Kiri is coming to, along with Aunty Mina, Uncle Sero and Uncle Kaminari”. Excitement was evident on her face as she jump down the bed and races to go to her bedroom, but suddenly halted before she reaches the door.

“What about Uncle Deku? And Aunty Ochako?”. At the sound of Midoriya’s name, he scowled a bit, a matter of habit, yet he nodded. His daughter squeal in happiness as she run to her bedroom to shower and pack up for the beach day. Thankfully, now that he’s an adult and a father, he have grown to become friends with Midoriya, though that was mostly by your scolding.

“I swear Bakugou Katsuki if I hear another bully bullshit out of your mouth we’re fucking done! How dare you do that to Midoriya? What if one day you have a kid and someone bully your kid the same way you did to Midoriya! What the fuck you’re gonna do you asshole!”.

He knew ever since the both of you got together, he’s going to marry you and have kids with you. Yet your words were like a slap from reality itself because he just now realise the consequences of his action. His heart squeeze at the thought of another kid hurling words he have hurled at Midoriya. He looked up at you, who’s eyes filled with tears, anger and disappointment visible.

Ever since that day, he tried his best to make it up with Midoriya and thankfully Midoriya being the sweetheart he is, accepted his apology and change. Though Bakugou is still a mean piece of shit, he have tame down words that could hurt and actually think before he speaks.

And you love him even more, and he love you even more.

“Yo Baku bro!”. Kirishima shouts gaining Bakugou’s attention as he trudge along to the crowd of his friends. Kirishima bump shoulders with Bakugou before picking up Bakugou’s daughter.

“Heya Princess! Wanna play with uncle today?”. She nodded eagerly as Kirishima went off to the crowd to introduce your daughter to the others.

“Don’t let her go into the water alone Kirishima!”. Kirishima shouts an okay as Bakugou went on to greet the others.

“Hey Kacchan, thank you for inviting us!”. Midoriya says with a huge grin on his face as Bakugou smirks.

“You wanna race Deku?!”. Like little kids, they went on and have a race along with Todoroki, though not before a warning from Iida on how they should race without using their quirks. The race was a close call but the proud Bakugou won.

Bakugou then went over to his daughter and told her that they should eat now before doing any other activity. He then went over to Sato’s place who was barbequing some meat and sausages. Sato place some of the meat and sausages on his and his daughter’s plate as they eat together with the others.

Though Bakugou doesn’t talk much, he was glad that he decided to do this. It was actually fun, though he won’t admit it, it actually felt good to catch up with the others. He then watch Midoriya with Uraraka being affectionate with each other and he his heart tugged. He remembers how much you love the beach and how often the both of you have dates at the beach.

You splashes him with sea water, giggling at his shocked face, because how dare you.

“Oh now you’re getting it!!”. He splashes you much more and you run away from him in attempt to not get caught. Bakugou catch up to you in an instant as he picks you up and throws you into the water. You screamed in delight but thankfully your reflexes was quick as you pull him down with you.

Now the both of you are drenched and you could taste the salty water on your tongue yet the both of you were laughing out loud, and Bakugou realised, he’s complete and happy. He’s in love and he wants to be in this bubble of love with you forever.

Bakugou and the others were packing up a little bit since its going to be night soon, and everyone was tired yet delight could be seen on each other’s faces. Everyone was happy that they could catch up with each other and have fun just like they did when they were younger. Now everyone is on their own road, and everyone is living their own life, moments like this is hard to come by.

The sun was setting when Bakugou was searching around for her daughter, panic budding in his chest yet he saw his daughter at the skirts of the beach. Bakugou approach his daughter and he feel as if he’s done this before. The sky was painted orange and blue, tinges of pink and the sound of the sea was calming.

“Princess, we have to get ready to go home now”. Your daughter turn around and with a gentle smile and a pointed finger towards the setting sun she said.

“Pretty”. Bakugou stopped on his tracks and could only stare at his daughter. Memories flashes through his mind.

“Babe we have to go now”. Bakugou walked up to you as your turn around and pointed at the setting sun.

“Pretty”. You said. Bakugou stopped on his tracks, his heart beating faster, his breath knocked out his lungs. He knew and have always praises your beauty yet when the sun is halfway through, the rays of light behind your back and the soft glow of your face and the gentle smile on your beautiful face.

You become the most mesmerising being in the whole world. He wished he could stop the time, just to admire you a bit longer. He wished he’s a painter, just so he could paint the masterpiece of God that you are. He wished he was the sun itself, to be able to shine down upon you and grace you with beauty the same way as right now.

 Bakugou smiled down at his daughter as he kneels down and hug her tight. His eyes tearing up a bit at the memory he just remembered.

And he thought that its okay. Though you’re not here anymore to tell him how pretty the sun is or to peppers him with kisses, its okay. Bakugou whispered to the sea, knowing that you could hear him.

“Love, I could still see a glimpse of us in her eyes”.