#cooking up more art pieces for the fic i want to draft next. hoping to deliver something soon but we all know how well that goes each time

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This has been one hell of an art/writer's block, let me tell you

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A Family Affair- Chris Evans x Reader (Repost)

Summary: Another Mother’s Day rolls around in Boston and Chris, your husband, has something spectacular planned, per usual. What makes this year different, though? Your sons are actually old enough to create their own presents (with their father’s help, of course), and there’s a new addition to the family: a baby girl.

Word Count: 1478

Warnings: None, just tons of fluff like always!

Author’s Note: This is the second fic I’m reposting after taking everything down to edit and rework them, so I hope you enjoy it! I wrote this fic last year after Mother’s Day when I had a dream about Chris and this is my attempt to recreate that dream as best as possible. Again, thanks to @bicaptain​ for reading the different drafts of this fic I had. You’re the best!

Chris has always had a knack for waking you up with surprises in the morning.

The newly risen sun shines through the bay window next to the bed you share with your husband; its beams begin to swirl in shades of orange and yellow inside your closed eyelids. You can feel the sleep crusted over in the corners of your eyes, a sign of a good night’s rest— something unfamiliar to you since the birth of your fourth child and only daughter three months ago, and you begin to rub it away with your fingertips. With your other hand, you extend your elbow and feel at the mattress expecting to find Chris’ sturdy, sleeping frame creating a heavy dip in the bed, but when you come up empty, you furrow your eyebrows and peel your eyelids open. A quick observation finds that the bed and the rest of the room are empty, including the crib where your daughter is supposed to be.

That’s not right.

Panic sets in as you throw your body out of bed. Tying the house robe around yourself that you find in a pile on the lounge chair, your feet pitter-patter across the floor to you approach the door of your master bedroom, but right before ripping it open and galloping around the house to call out her name, you hear a sort of cooing on the other side and pause to listen.

“Okay boys, when we go in, you have to be really quiet because Mommy is still sleeping,” Chris’ morning voice whispers.

“But Daddy,” Tyler, your oldest child at nine years, whispers back, “Why’s she still sleeping? Mommy is normally awake by now.”

“Yeah,” Aiden interjects, who just recently turned seven. “She needs to be awake. She makes a better breakfast than you do. Your eggs are gross.”

“Hey now!” Chris responds, feigning hurt. “I taught your mother everything she knows when it comes to cooking… Besides, she hasn’t slept well since Daisy was born. Since it’s Mother’s Day, I decided to let her rest and take Daisy into the guest bedroom with me instead of trading shifts with Mommy throughout the night.”

Oh, crap. It is Mother’s Day.

You shuffle back to the bed and bury yourself in the duvet. Dakota, your third son, who is in kindergarten and the spitting image of Chris, counts to three before flinging the door open while you close your eyes to fake sleep and let your family have their surprise.

The mattress ripples around you as the boys climb onto the bed and crawl into position, and once they’re settled, you feel Chris sit down next you and gently tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. The contact from his skin causes warmth to radiate throughout your body until it leaks from the digits on your hands and toes. It takes everything in you not to turn the corners of your mouth up in a smirk. Twelve years of marriage and four kids later and Chris still manages to make you feel like you’re being touched by him for the very first time.

God, are you so in love with him.

“HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!”

Your sons shout the phrase in unison while flinging themselves at you. The first thing you see when you open your eyes again is Chris hovering over you with Daisy sleeping on his shoulder, a small smile on her face as she shifts and twitches about. He grimaces and mouths I’m sorry to you, but you just giggle and wave him off; no morning could top being greeted like this.

“Mommy, Mommy! You have to get up!” Dakota shouts in your ear as you sit up and swipe a dirty blond lock of hair out of his eyes.

“Why, baby? What’s wrong?”

“We have a surprise for you!” Tyler answers, pulling back your covers. “We’ve been working on it all week with Daddy and we can’t keep the secret anymore!”

Chris chuckles at the boys’ impatience. “Why don’t you guys go downstairs and wait for us? Mommy and I will be right there.”

Before he could finish the sentence, your sons throw themselves off the bed and down the stairs. Once their footsteps fade, Chris lays Daisy in her crib and turns around to face you, his bearded face scrunched by his grin. His lumberjack look is your favorite look, and when he isn’t working on a project that requires a clean face, he always makes sure to grow it out for you. He knows how much you love the feeling of it in your hands, on your lips, and in between your legs.

You raise an eyebrow. “You’ve been working on something ‘all week?’”

Chris shrugs. “I wanted to do something special.”

“Honey, you do something special for me every single year.”

“Is that a crime?”

“Absolutely not, but do we really need all this fanfare? I’m the kids’ mom. Taking care of them is what I’m supposed to do.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. You deserve all of the attention in the world. Plus you, hands down, have the hardest job in the world. Why not celebrate it?” Chris mutters while he works his hands through the opening of your robe and laces his fingers together at the small of your back. You inhale sharply before resting your forehead on his broad chest and he chuckles, knowing exactly what his touch is doing to you.

“Happy Mother’s Day to the woman who I thought couldn’t be any more super until I saw her with our baby girl.” He lowers his voice to a growl and plants a kiss on your forehead.

You close your eyes and wrap your arms around him, too. “I love you, Mr. Evans.”

“I love you, too, Mrs. Evans. More than you’ll ever know.”

The passionate kiss and roaming hands that ensue are cut short by the calling of your names by your sons. With a sigh of defeat, you grab Daisy and the two of you descend downstairs to the living room. Chris walks behind you with his hands on your waist to keep you close, and when you’re stopped in your tracks by the sight in front you, he squeezes you in reassurance.

Here, in the kitchen, each boy is holding a picture frame with a collage of images taken of and your sons. The pictures are jaggedly sliced and haphazardly pasted onto a colored piece of construction paper, a craft project that Chris obviously let each boy take charge of themselves. Next to the boys on the counter are three bouquets of flowers in vases (you would learn later that each one wanted to pick out a bouquet they thought you would like the best because they couldn’t decide on together) and a sealed envelope with the words “reasons why I love Mommy” written on them in each of the boys’ handwriting. They’re beaming, the boys, obviously proud of all of their hard work and eager for the reaction they would get out of you: tears. A sudden stream of tears.

“You boys did all of this for me?!”

“Duh,” Aiden responds. “We love you! You’re the best mommy in the whole world!”

“Yeah, the best mommy!” Tyler echos.

You turn to Chris, who’s tearing up himself at your heartfelt reaction, and you plant another slow kiss on his lips, careful to avoid smushing Daisy in between the two of you. Neither of you pulls away until Dakota screams “Ewwww!” and wiggles himself in between you to wedge you apart, causing Chris to scoop him up and set him on the counter, everyone else following suit by taking a chair around the island.

“I know you boys ate already, but since Mommy hasn’t, what do you say about helping me whip her up a nice breakfast before she reads your letters?”

“As long as you don’t feed her your nasty eggs!” Aiden shouts.

“Yeah!” The rest of the boys nod in agreement.

“No nasty eggs it is, then,” Chris states matter-of-factly while starting the stove and pulling out cookware from the cabinets above.

And at this sight of your family together, happy and content, you can’t help but smile. That’s all you can ever want as a mother, to watch your children prosper and flourish in an environment that promotes love and safety, an environment you’ve worked with Chris tirelessly to create. It’s evident at this moment that the hard work is paying off. You exchange a glance from him and he winks, almost to tell you that he knows you’re thinking about him before going back to patiently entertaining the rascals that tug on him and demand every ounce of his attention.

He’s your husband. This is your family, the one you created with him together. And god, are you so in love with him.

Xx.

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ATEEZ as Types of Students in Majors

Hi all! This is my first ever post for ATEEZ. I love them so much ugh. I hope you’ll support and look forward to my future fics❣️

Hongjoong (The Arts Kid)

He’s from the Sonic Arts course at your school

And this boy.

Everyone knew him

He made sick beats and dope ass mixes

He was also the president of the music production club

EVERYONE THINKS HE S SO COOL

“Hey Joong, you free after school to listen to my track?”

“Joong, do you mind helping me with my live sound class project?”

“Yo my dude, I need someone to help me create an original soundtrack for my theatre group.”

He. Was. That. Bitch.

He has so many projects under his belt and yet he never wavers

And he’s so kind -

“Sure I can help. When is your deadline?”

“I’ll come over to your classroom to discuss your project. What time do you end class?”

Sometimes he sleeps in the recording booth during lunchtime

He doesn’t want to look tired infront of his Lecturers and peers

Reaches home after 10PM Everyday

Of course he doesn’t forget to do his own work

He isn’t Kim Hongjoong for no reason

Seonghwa (The Science Wiz)

He’s from Biomedical Science

All the girls love him!!

All the boys want to be him

Such a sweetheart

That even Lecturers were fond of him

Always the first one in the lecture hall and science labs

Always the last to leave class

“Mdm Lee, do you need help carrying those reports back to your office?

“Ah yes, thank you Seonghwa. You didn’t have to.”

The class always moves as one because of him

He keeps everyone organised so he’s the unofficial official leader of the class

Eats lunch with the whole class. Literally. For reals..

He asks everyone out to lunch

AT THE SAME TIME

Leads everyone into the campus cafe

Breaks the awkward silence with :

“Is everyone seaTED PROPER??”

His classmates think he’s strange but he just wants everyone to be included

He’s the sweetest

Yunho (The Prodigy)

He’s from Engineering but not just any kind of engineering — he’s in aerospace engineering!!

Aspires to be the Einstein of aircrafts

But he’s always LATE

Apologises so many times it’s comical

“This is my report, Mr Kang vetted it yesterday so I’ve made the necessary amendments- speaking of amendments.. I’m so sorry for being late today.. and yesterday and last week too.”

Everyone likes him

He’s a cool guy especially because he answers all the Lecturer’s questions so the class doesn’t have to

“I know it’s a change but can anyone other THAN YUNHO answer my next question?”

LoVES PRACTICAL LESSONS

He gets to wear his one piece jumpsuit and boots so he’s like !!!

Always volunteers during demonstrations

Does well at every practical

So he stays back a little after school to explain to those who didn’t get it

“The practical exam is tmr.. does anyone want to go over the concepts again together? I don’t mind staying!”

Looks like a show off to others but his own classmates know he isn’t like that

Is appreciated by all his peers

Yeosang (The wallflower)

He’s from the Journalism course

He’s quite popular amongst the ladies

Not just for his looks but he’s low key amazing at taking photos

He owns a shelf collection of cameras and drones

His drone shots are *insert a chefs kiss*

Works part time as a photographer for a modelling agency

So after school he’s like BYE FELICIA

Everyone’s like “how is he nOT THE MODEL HIMSELF??”

Besides his dope camera skills

He writes well too

His best works are in lifestyle and community articles

The editor of the campus newspaper has him on speed dial

“Hey yeos, so there’s an event happening at the school’s open area. And Hongjoong’s producing their music! Think you could get some nice shots of him DJ-ing and interview some people for a story?”

“Say no more fam” Yeosangs already on his way

He’s quiet but reliable

“Do you need help adjusting your camera’s settings?”

“Here hand it over, I’ll set it for you. You won’t have to change it afterwards unless you’re filming outdoors.”

An actual angel and will go out of his way to help

If anyone needs a real life super man, Yeosang’s the one

Mingi (The Hardworker)

He’s from Architecture and boy is he

A clown!!!!

Wears formal clothes to class like ??

His bag is a briefcase

One word ..

Odd fleX

Walks into the class 2 minutes before it begins

Strangely enough he’s more responsible than he is tardy

Always has all his work supplies and notes ready

Is a total goof in class

“Can anyone tell me why the Burj Khalifa is one of the tallest buildings in the world?”

“Because it drank lots of milk”

“Okay thanks for that Mingi”

“I mean that’s why I’m so tall”

But when it comes to the actual projects and work,,,

boy goes all out

No one touch him while he’s working

Don’t say I didn’t warn you

He’s so focused. He can finish a draft in half a day.

Is usually one of the first people to leave the class

Prefers to work alone at home so don’t expect to find him anywhere in school after curriculum hours

Can work under pressure

He’s pulled several all nighters and he’s really ;

Productive!!

Works hard no matter what time of day

San (The Overly Friendly Kid)

This kid is from the Events Management course

And he loves his course!!

LOUD SO VERY LOUD

And everyone knows him

Not because he’s loud but because his name is literally one syllable

“SAN” here

“SAN” there

Everyone just loves this guy

He’s so lovable and cheerful people want to be around him

When there’s a project, San’s the first person people want in their team

And whoever gets him in their team is one lucky bastard

He gives great ideas

But he’s a little too chatty

Though no one gets tired of him

Everyone’s just like :0

On the day of the event project you can bet your ass San will step up

“Could we get those tables over here please?”

“The buffet should come in at 10AM.”

“Yeah Yeosang should be coming later today to cover our event for the paper.”

“Hey your shoe lace is untied..”

Bends down to help you tie your shoe laces

AAAAAAAAAH he’s so princely on event days

When he’s such a mess during class

The duality of this kid

Wooyoung (The Charmer)

He’s from Sport Sciences

HES A sTRAIGHT UP BEAST

Definition of a flirt!!

While he’s scaling the rock walls, his ears can pick up on voices

Specifically.. voices of those fawning over him

He turns his head and smiles boyishly

“Hey you, what are you up to? Wanna grab lunch together later?”

Such a baBE

Whether if he’s in the exercise labs or in the gym... he’s so per fect

His classmates usually ask him for favours like:

“Ah you want me to pace you around the track? sure don’t be shy HAHA, meet you there in 10.”

5 minutes later he’s alr dressed in running attire and a headband

“Don’t forget to stretch, bud. You don’t wanna get a cramp mid run HAHA.”

Very big on his ‘HAHA’

“Your lab report on muscle density was amazing! I read it thrice HAHA.”

Speaking of reports, he loves procrastinating

BUT he’s the type of person who’ll be able to complete it right before the deadline

We’re talking 10 minutes before the deadline kind of last minute

His work isnt perfect but he manages to scrape by

Lucky boy right here

Jongho (The Culinary King??)

He’s that screaming kid from Culinary Operations

He’s not the brightest bulb there is

But he works really hard

Burned the kitchen once though

And set off the fire alarm and sprinklers twice

His cooking is a hit or miss

Sometimes he makes Michelin type foods

Other times.. let’s just say that everyone needs to evacuate the school

“Jongho your apron is on backwards.”

“Did you wash the veggies Jongho?”

“ThE STOVE JONGHO YOUR PANTS ARE ON FIRE!!”

Something always happens in the kitchen

But in theory class, this boy is a whole different person

Scores full marks

Model student

Just that he isn’t too good at practicals

You’ll find him in the library at lunch

He’ll be reading but he’ll also be napping

He’s cute tho

His tenacity and passion makes everyone love him even with his clumsy tendencies