#Jack Pancakes

[lovesickdeadsims]

Bob and Delia went on vacation in Sulani and took the kids and the puppies with them. A couple of dogs stayes home with a dogsitter, because there wasn't enough space in the lovely bungalow on the water they rented.

[black-salt-cage]

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[alizera62quartz]

SDJ- A B-Day Breakfast in Bed~

"A Happy Birthday to Sunny Day Jack~"

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[clockworkreapers]

note: no corpses were undressed, Jerry just explains things in a very Jerry way Tales From The Gas Station Vol.2

[hotchscoffeecup]

banana pancakes

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner/Reader

Rating: E

Category: Fluff (tooth-rotting)

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: On a Sunday morning, you wake to find Aaron making breakfast in the kitchen. He surprises you with slow dancing to old country music, Jack is cute as all get out, and of course, banana pancakes.

“Jack?” you ask groggily. You prop yourself up on your elbows and note Aaron isn’t in bed beside you. “Hey buddy, is everything ok?” You glance at your phone plugged in on the nightstand where the numbers blink back 8:37AM aka too early on a Sunday.

Jack giggles quietly. “Daddy is being silly in the kitchen.”

Knowing that could mean anything to a six year old, naturally, your brow furrows. Your lips quirk into a half smile as you regard his own happy face. “What do you mean, silly?”

Jack’s little hands fly to his mouth as he stifles another laugh. “I’m going to go play in my room!” And just like that he bounces off of the bad and darts out the door into the hallway.

Now curious, you push the sheets back and slide out of bed, wrapping your arms around yourself as a chill passes through you. Before leaving the room, you pull on the gray cotton robe that falls to your mid-calf and tie it loosely over your sleep shirt and shorts set. As you step into the hallway, the smell of coffee and something baking fills your nostrils. Your stomach rumbles gently in response to the sweet aroma.

Quietly, you make sure way down the hall. When you’re close enough to peer into the kitchen, you lean against the doorway and watch. The stove is along the far wall, so if you’re cooking, you’re turned away from the doorway. He doesn’t see you, not at first.

Dressed only in a white t-shirt and boxers, the apron decorated with images of wine glasses on it contrasts sharply with the plaid pattern of his undergarments. George Strait is playing on the stereo. He gently shakes his hips back and forth as he quietly sings along to the country ballad. As he flips the pancakes over, you can’t help the smile that spreads across your face. You bite your thumbnail as you watch him and when he turns around, the stunned look on his face causes you to smile even wider.

“Now how am I supposed to bring you breakfast in bed if you’re not in bed?” he questions, the dark slash of his brow arching as he regards you with warm, brown eyes.

“You can blame the little man,” you reply cheekily. “He woke me up to tell me daddy was being silly in the kitchen.”

Hotch smiles, revealing the left dimple in his cheek. “Oh yeah?” he says, tone playful as he saunters toward you. Stretching his hands out toward the ties on your robe, he takes hold of them and pulls you in toward him. Looping one arm around your waist, he uses the other to swipe at the dial on the stereo. The volume cranks up and he takes your hand in his. Turning in a slow circle, he sways to the music, pulling you along with him.

He presses a kiss to your temple and holds you close as he dances you in small circles around the kitchen. Putting a deep country vibrato into his voice, he begins to hum and sing along against your cheek.

“I cross my heart,” he sings, “and promise to, give all I’ve got to give to make your dreams come true.”

You drop your head back and laugh as he whirls you around in a dramatic arc. “Aaron!” you cry giddily.

He continues to sing. “In all the world, you’ll never find a love as true as mine.”

The acrid smell of something burning starts to singe your nostrils. “Aaron, the pancakes!”

“Oh, let them burn!” he croons.

You playfully slap at his chest before breaking free from his hold. In turn, he slaps you on the ass. You shriek gleefully and he laughs as you dash over to the stove and pull the quickly blackening pancakes off the pan. Fortunately, he has a bowl half full of batter still off to the side alongside a plate of about half a dozen perfectly golden brown pancakes.

“Daddy! Daddy!” The pitter patter of small feet slapping against the linoleum echoes as Jack tumbles into the room. Aaron grabs him around the middle and swoops him into the air.

“Hey buddy!” he greets as he kisses him on the cheek.

“Daddy, it’s our song!”

Aaron quiets for a moment as he listens to the stereo and Jack is right. The track had changed over to another George Straight song, Love Without End, Amen.

As Aaron dances Jack around the kitchen, swinging him high and low and singing lyrics fractured with laughter, you couldn’t help but feel your heart swell with joy.

“Daddies don’t just love their children every now and then, it’s a love without end, amen.”

You couldn’t begin to imagine a more perfect Sunday morning than this.

“It’s a love without end, amen!” Jack sing-shouts as the song comes to a close.

Aaron sets Jack down on the floor and you start to clap and cheer. “What a show!” you exclaim. “Jack, that was amazing!”

He grins sheepishly, “Thank you.” He tacks your name to the end of his thanks as he runs to the kitchen table to climb into his chair and you can’t help but feel all the more grateful in return for how much Jack has welcomed you into his little family with him and his dad.

“I’ll get the pancakes,” Aaron says with a quick peck on your cheek as he scoots past you to pick up the plate.

“I’ll get the coffee!” you say in turn and pull two mugs down from the cabinet. As you fix yours and Aaron’s (black for you and splash of milk and two sugars for him), you make sure to grab a third mug from the cabinet to make Jack a glass of chocolate milk. Drinking out of a mug while you two drank your coffee made him feel like one of the grown ups, after all.

You carefully pile all three mugs into your hands and make your way to your seat at the table. Aaron sets a plate in front of you and Jack and you serve yourself and him two pancakes each.

“Oh! Do we have any—” you start and stop as Aaron places a small bowl of sliced bananas beside your plate.

He eyes you knowingly. “You think after all this time, I’d forget your favorite?”

You cup his cheek in your hand and press a quick kiss to his lips.

“Yuck!” cries Jack as she shoves a forkful of pancakes into his mouth.

“I do love banana pancakes,” you say as you scoop a spoonful onto the fluffy rounds in front of you.

Aaron hugs you from behind before taking his seat at the head of the table. “And I love you more than you love banana pancakes.”

[nina-the-ninth]

Pegoryu shitpost because there is not a single brain cell between the two of them, and I love it.

[yourlocalsmiley]

Thank you for taking time to view my drawings and randomest ideas.

Had this idea since May, when I saw that there were like around 90 readers.

[brokehorrorfan]

In honor of National Pancake Day and 30 years of Hellboy, Dark Horse has turned Mike Mignola's two-page Pancakes comic into a 24x18 screen print. Limited to 250, to costs $60 and will ship in November.

[o-sharkpop-o]

yummers

[taldigi]

like okay, im going to ask a serious & kind of a silly question: is akechi actually.. detective smart or is he just... kinda clever w/ good connections and good at acting ?? I never managed to get a super good read ingame & I think what I absorbed was that he used the metaverse to set up and "solve" his own crimes to build rep as "the second detective prince" and the setup for him getting blackmail on the thieves was like.. framed as him stumbling upon them? and Sae's palace was like... a setup right? all his "puzzle solving" could have been him figuring it all out while everyone else was offline? Like, it ties into his narrative of being untrue to himself to get revenge & all so thats how I took it initially.

I know other media depicts him as good at detective stuff. Momentos missions- I think Q2 and... tactica?? I THINk? (havent played tactica) But.. IDK?

need to continue my replay of p5 soon but.. ahh.. brain...

[158590]

[lovesickdeadsims]

Jack and her little sister Beatrice sharing a room. Jack is a patient brother <3

[shamelessly-obsessed]

✨Banana Pancakes ✨

Mickey canonically likes banana pancakes and the song Banana Pancakes is one of my favourites??? Perfect

[alizera62quartz]

🥞🤡💖

[radical-fhva]

Another Yandere I absolutely ADORE. He’s actually the nicest one Iv witnessed…(I’m not a big blueberry fan but I would never turn down his pancakes🥺🩵)

[utdr-stimming]

halloween event!? YAY n e ways spooky chara board (but not in the chara is pure evil way lol)?

Chara Dreemurr stim board with spooky themes!!!

Extra stim board today!!! Hope this is spooky enough for you, I kinda accidentally leaned on the Halloween theme little more than I meant to...

The art in the middle is by @datduck656!!! They look so cute and mischievous... Check out their post for Asriel's costume too! Please let me know if they're uncomfortable with me using their art :)

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