#IM SOBBING LOOK AT HIM HES SO LARGE AND BEAUTIFUL AND LITTLE MIKEY

[triona-tribblescore]

FUCKING SCREAMING AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!???!!!!!!!!! UGHHDHHQADHHE I- I- OH MY GOD. I WAS SO NOT PREPARED FOR THIS, THEY ARE SO COOL SOMEONE HOLD ME, IM IN SHAMBLES, HELP-

ok but the ghibli vibes of @triona-tribblescore 's wandering guardian au???

like i could live in this world forever tbh

inspo boards/refs below ft trionas SPECTACULAR GORGEOUS AMAZING og works of the au bros

[emmyrosee]

Im throwing some angst bc it’s Sunday night and I don’t wanna go back to school tomorrow : What if one day Duncan and Micheal punish little reader by ignoring her the whole day, at first she’s like yeah whatever I’m a big girl I don’t need you meanies but the more time passes the more sad she gets so she tries to gain their attention by being cute, by being naughty but nothing works so eventually she curls up on the floor holding their legs and sobbing about being sorry and that she’ll be good

You thought you could handle it. You were a big girl, you didn’t need the attention and affections of Michael and Duncan to get through the day.

...right?

That’s what you thought. But over the course of the day, their affections towards each other seemed turned up, almost choreographed, while you barely got a glance sent your way.

Waking up, you made and ate your own breakfast alone. You did your work with little help while they laughed at the tv in the living room. You took your shower alone, with no help, and at dinner you sat across from Michael who barely acknowledged that you were even a physical being in his path.

You showered again, just to feel some form of warmth on your skin, but your heart shattered when next door, you heard the bed creak and shake, along with the deep, sensual sighs of pleasure from your two lovers.

Okay.

So you couldn’t handle it.

You aren’t exactly sure when you started to cry, but clearly it was enough the warrant some form of warning as for the first time that night, some empathy was shown for you, and a knock rapped on the bathroom door.

“Sweetheart? Can you open the door?” Michael’s silky voice asked.

You wanted to scream out “no.” You wanted him to feel a fraction of the rejection you felt all day. It was barely a punishment, it was torture, and they both knew it.

You wanted him- them- to feel pain for what they’ve done to you.

But your legs didn’t listen as you stumbled to the door, swinging it open and allowing the pent up steam to flow out through the hallway.

He looked good. It was like you almost forgot how much you loved those beautiful blue eyes of his. His blonde hair was tied back in a loose bun, his chest glowing with a post-bliss sheen through the bathrobe tied around him.

Your lip wobbled as you stared at him, disappointment filling the pit of your stomach as Duncan was no where in sight. Your arms wrapped tightly around Michael as you sobbed into his fluffy shoulder. His bathrobe smelt sweet, like coffee and roses.

Familiar.

“Please forgive me,” You wailed. At this point, you forgot why you were being punished, but you didn’t care enough to question it. “I’m sorry. Please just look at me. Acknowledge me, tease me, spit on me do something, Mikey. Please..”

He shushes you softly, large hands rubbing your back gently. He reaches behind you on the towel rack and wraps it around you before guiding you to his room, where Duncan lay in the bed. His arm was extended out for you to cuddle into, and despite your fighting, you couldn’t help but need his contact. You dashed into the bed, deep into his side as he wrapped an arm around you, holding you close. Michael curled in behind you, bringing the towel up to cover your shoulders as you whimper in Duncan’s shoulder.

You hated yourself for loving their attention and their affections so much that you’d collapse without them. But that was just going to have to wait.

You had your boys. Nothing else matters.

[thatssonanii]

Daddy & Haleigh

Okay so I lied, I’ve got more Roman fluff and it’s Daddy Ro. I’m not gonna day of its the last one or not. We’re just gonna rock with this. Okay? Cool! 😂😂

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Five years old

“Hold on tight, Princess. Don’t be scared, Daddy’s got you.” Roman assured his daughter.

Roman and her mama had gotten her the pink Shopkins bike she asked them to get her for her birthday two months ago. When she first got it Haleigh begged them not to put the training wheels on, of course they did anyway. Roman promised that if she did a good job with them, then he would take them off and teach her how to ride without them. Here it is two months later and he’s making good on his promise but Haleigh isn’t sure about it anymore.

She looked up at Roman with big, brown, scared eyes. “Don’t let go, Daddy.”

“I won’t just yet, Haleigh. Go on and pedal,” He encouraged, “I’ll be right behind you.”

Haleigh did what her daddy told her and the bike started to roll down the sidewalk of their neighborhood park. She was beyond excited to be riding without the training wheels. Now she knew what all her friends were talking about.

Roman was barely holding onto the bike anymore, just letting his fingertips graze the back of her seat as he jogged alongside her. Eventually he stopped and watched her ride with a proud smile. His phone made a quick appearance so he could snap a few pictures and videos. Haleigh laughed and screamed about how much fun she was having until she turned a corner and saw Roman was no longer behind her. Her fear had returned causing her to forget how to break or turn her handle to avoid the bushes in front of her. Roman realized where she was headed quickly sprinted over to her just as she made contact with the bushes.

“You okay, Princess?” He asked pulling her from the bushes. It hurt his heart to see her face red and tear filled. He started to pick the pieces of brush that were stuck in her helmet and on her clothes.

“You let go,” she sobbed with an accusatory stare. A look she had surely gotten from her mama, Roman couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“But I was always right behind you. I saw you, I didn’t go anywhere.”

“But … but,” she cried wrapping her arms around his neck. “You let me fall.”

“Wasn’t I there to pick you up, Hae? Even if I’m not right there by you I’m always behind you and I’ll always be there to pick you up,” Roman explained pulling her face from his neck, “You’re gonna fall a lot but Daddy will always be there. Alright?” She nodded allowing him to wash her face with the towel he had brought along. “Do you have any owies for Daddy to kiss? Or are you alright?”

“No owies,” she squeaked through her tears.

“You did really good though. Daddy’s so proud of you.”

“But I fell, Daddy.”

“But you got back up. I tell you what, if you’re feelin’ up to it you can ride your bike back home and I promise not to let go unless you ask. Sound good?”

“I dunno.”

“Don’t you wanna show your mama and big brother that you can ride your bike?”

Haleigh put her hands on her hips and leaned her head to the side. Her thinking pose, another thing she had gotten from her mama.

“Can I get ice cream?”

“Yeah, you can, Princess,” He laughed picking her bike up, “Mama won’t like it but she’ll be aight.”

Thirteen Years Old

This was the day Roman dreaded more than prom and college send off. As he sat outside Haleigh’s bathroom door he wondered when did Jesus start to hate him. Koda was gone with friends, his wife was at work which left him to have a Daddy Daughter day with Haleigh. Even though she was a teenager, she was still a daddy’s girl.

They were watching one of the many Fast and Furious movies when she got up to use the bathroom. The back of her baby blue sweatpants caught his eye. There was an unmistakable red stain.

“Fuck my life,” He muttered a little louder than he should’ve which caught her off guard. She turned caught her daddy’s eye then moved her stare to the red stain on her mother’s favorite white sofa. Roman tried to tell her that it was okay and he would fix it but she had already ran off.

“Babygirl, come on out. We can fix this,” Roman spoke softly through the door.

“This is so embarrassing. Mama’s gonna kill me for destroying her sofa. Just let me be, Daddy.”

“Let me help, Hae. Just come out.”

She sobbed loudly catching him off guard. The hormones had started already. “I want mama. She knows about this you don’t. I don’t want you to see this. Get mama, please.”

Roman knew there was no way his wife could come home. She had a full day at the bakery and he would honestly be surprised if she got home before eight o'clock tonight. He figured he could at least call and have her talk him through this.

“I’m gonna go call her, Princess.”

He went back downstairs to call her. As the phone rang, he couldn’t help but laugh to himself about his lack of luck.

“Hey, Ro. You and Hae alright?”

Roman had never been so happy to hear his wife’s voice.

“Yes and no,” He sighed. “Hae got her period and won’t come out of the bathroom. She’s scared you’re gonna be mad for messin’ up the sofa. She doesn’t want me to help because I apparently know nothin’ about it.”

She laughed at the distress in his voice. “Breathe, baby. Everything is alright. First, put some bleach and fabuloso on the spot and let it sit,” she demanded softly, “While that sits go look in her closet for a box that says ‘Haleigh’s A Woman’ and tell her I told you to give it to her and open the door. Give her two of the pills and tell her to shower. While she showers, you need to get the stain out. Don’t rub it, scrunch it so it doesn’t set in. By the time you’re done, she should be and you’re gonna have to show her how to put the pad on. Afterwards just give her one of your daddy talks.”

——

Haleigh and Roman talked after the whole fiasco was over with. He decided to take her on his man cave to avoid her freaking out over the sofa again. They relaxed in one of the double wide recliners continuing with their previous movie.

“Mama told me that this means I’m a woman now. So does that mean I can’t be your little girl or your princess anymore?”

“You’ll always be Daddy’s little girl and princess no matter what, Hae.”

She snuggled into his side at his words. No matter how much her friends teased her, she would never stop being her Daddy’s little girl.

“Thank you for helping me, Daddy. Sorry for saying you didn’t know.”

Roman kissed her forehead, never talking his eyes from the screen even though he could feel Haleigh’s brown eyes on his face. “It’s alright, Hae. Just remember Daddy’s always here and he’s got you.”

Seventeen Years Old

Roman couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness watching his wife do Haleigh’s hair and make up as she got ready for prom. His little girl was becoming a young woman right before his eyes and there was nothing he could do about it.

She had caught his eyes in the vanity staying at their daughter and smiled. “Doesn’t she look beautiful, Ro?”

“Yeah,” He sighed, “She looks as beautiful as her mama.”

“Mikey should be here in a few minutes, Daddy. And you promised to be nice.” Haleigh reminded him. She was already nervous about going to prom with the boy she had a crush on for years and the thought of her dad intimidating him made it no better.

“Don’t worry your pretty lil head about that, Princess. I’ll keep him company while he sits on you.” The doorbell rang out through the house before either woman could say anything else. “Get the door, Koda! I’m coming!” Roman had flashed them a sneaky smirk before leaving the room.

Koda had come home from college once his mama mentioned Haleigh going to prom. He had to meet the boy that would be taking his sister out. His dad needed reinforcement after all.

As Roman came down the steps, he noticed Koda had the poor boy hemmed up in the corner of the foyer. He laughed going to separate them.

“It’s alright, son. Let him go, we can all go sit and talk while we wait,” Roman smiled giving Mikey a firm hand slap on the back, “Right?”

“I’m sure my daughter has told you what I expect from you. And I mean every single thing I said. Im allowin’ you to borrow her, she does not belong to you and will be returned to me the same way she left out of this house. You got that, Mickey?”

“It’s Mikey, sir.” The young boy sputtered out.

“Your name won’t matter if you hurt my Princess. You keep your hands in respectful places and your lips and other body parts to yourself. If so much as a piece of hair is out of place, I will hunt you down. Not only me but her brother here, her uncles and cousins. Don’t play with me, Mickey.”

Mikey let the name thing go. He didn’t want to upset the large man anymore than he already was. He held Roman’s stare until Koda grabbed his attention.

“I hear there’s a hotel party afterwards,” Koda said nonchalantly, “If I find out you took my sister there, I’ll break your lil ass in half. Got it?”

Mikey stared wide eyed at the two men. He didn’t know what to say. He had already made plans for the night but they were making him seriously reconsider.

“I believe my son asked you a question, boy.”

“Ye-yes sir. I got it.”

Just as they wrapped up Haleigh and her mama entered the room. Roman and Koda stood while Mikey sat dumbfounded until Koda snatched him up.

“You look real beautiful, sis. Don’t she, Mickey?”

“Uh..uh,” Mikey stuttered until Roman patted him on the back, “You look amazing, Haleigh.”

“Thanks, Mikey. Is that for me,” she laughed pointing to the corsage he held.

After her mom took a million pictures, the couple were finally on their way out the door. Roman watched her walk hand in hand with the young boy, saddened at the fact that she had left without hugging him. He watched them pull off, closing the door once they were out of sight.

“Perk up, big man. She’ll be back.”

“She better,” He mumbled.

Minutes later the front door opened and the sound of heels clicking against the floor caught them off guard. Roman rose to see what was going on, Haleigh met him in the doorway of the kitchen. She wrapped her arms around him tightly catching him off guard.

“I forgot my hug, Daddy.” She mumbled into his stomach. “You let me forget.”

“It’s alright, Princess. Go have fun and call me if you need me. I’ll be there.”

———

It was just after ten, Koda and and his wife had turned in for the night. Roman couldn’t sleep until he knew his babygirl was home and safe. He settled on Fresh Prince reruns while he waited. He had started to dose off when the front door opened and the sound of sobbing emanated from the foyer. He waited for her to stumble into the living room before he said anything.

“What’s wrong, Hae?”

She looked up from her hands she was crying into. One look at her father and she broke down even more.

“It’s alright, sweetheart. Just calm down and tell Daddy what’s wrong.”

She shook her head still crying into his chest. “You’re gonna be so mad at me. I can’t tell you, Daddy.”

“I won’t, baby. Just tell me, please.” It joked him to see her like this. The only thing on his mind was killing Mickey, Mikey or whatever his name was.

“I fell and I should’ve called you sooner so that you could pick me up, Daddy.”

He rubbed her back still confused. “What does that mean?”

“Mikey didn’t take me to prom cause he liked me. He took me cause h-h-he wanted to have sex with me.” The anger rose within him. He wanted to go find the little shit by he had to comfort his baby first. “He asked me to come to the hotel party with him and I figured it would be fun since … since some of my other friends were going. Bu-but when we got to the room there wad no one else. He tried to kiss me and I told him I was wanted to go with everyone else. He told me to stop acting like I didn’t know why he asked me out.”

“What did you do then, Princess?” Roman tried to keep his anger at bay, it was getting harder and harder.

She laughed a little as she rubbed her nose. “I kneed him in the balls when he tried to take my dress off and called an uber.”

“That’s my girl,” He joked, “Look, you did good. You fell and I was here. I told you Daddy will always be there to pick you back up. Even when you think I’m not.”

“I love you, Daddy. Thank you for not getting mad.”

“Love you, too, Princess. Go on, get this stuff off and get some sleep. We can talk more in the mornin’.”

Roman waited until he heard her bedroom door shut before going to Koda’s room. His look alike was sprawled across the bed, mouth open and snoring. Roman laughed a little as he popped his bare chest waking him up.

“What? What? Something wrong?” He asked sleepily.

“Yup. Mickey didn’t listen, now we gotta pay em a lil visit,” Roman explained quickly, “Get dressed. I’ll be in the car calling your uncles and cousins. Don’t take all day or your ass is gettin’ left.”

Nobody messes with his princess and gets away with it.

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