#goose is very tired

[nikkilaing]

Icemav (and Goose) as my friends’ most unhinged quotes

[strigital]

i convinced a friendo to go watch John Wick 4 in theaters (haven't gone to a cinema in like 10 years so i am excited af!) so here's a quick sketch of The World tarot card / cover art for my SilverV fic that I've been wanting to start writing for quite some time now (prelude chapter already on AO3 👀) inspired by the movie's poster i saw in the city

EDIT: fresh outta cinema and boyyyyys that movie was

✨GOOD✨

[dognightmare4]

If the fear of abandonment and/or the wilderness was the top fear in the world somehow, how would Vex appear? How does Vex handle abstract concept fears? What about generally shapeless fears like the fear of the dark or Anatidaephobia?

my idea is that he doesn't have to manifest as an individual creature, he can be more of a force of nature, like famines or wildfires. he just happened to be an individual creature when we see him because clowns are people

like for fear of the wilderness, he could be a creepy forest (the "those who enter are never seen again" kind) that Wont Stop Growing until everything is consumed by trees and nature, isolating any who enter/whose homes are consumed, where predators made of plants (or shadows?) lurk (think the timberwolves from mlp).

or for fear of abandonment he could be a mind virus(?) that causes craftlings to self-isolate or think everyone else will leave, to the point it drives them to insanity. or it could be combined with something else like wilderness, claustrophobia, getting lost, etc. to physically isolate its victims (by illusion or actually)

fear of darkness could be a few things, maybe a force that blocks the sun (could be an interesting concept for when the orb of dreamers was in caveman times), something that makes craftlings go (temporarily) blind, or just (a) shadow monster(s).

a more general fear of carnivals, rather than specifically clown dolls, could see him being something like what happened in carnivalia

spiders? big spider vex, individual creature. water? big flood, could be an individual creature or not. claustrophobia? everything else starts Getting Smaller, by illusion or not, not an individual. heights? your house starts floating, not an individual. you get it

[atonalginger]

I decided to attempt a movie poster-esque piece featuring the cast of Stowaway. It was more tedious than I'd planned but I learned a lot from it.

My references for Delgado and Starborn!Sam were both shots by @bearlytolerant because bear always has great shots of those two gents.

[ferallester]

gang maybe I’m insane but… the tonberry plush was somewhere in the gaming channel room, wasn’t it? I remember we all mildly freaked out over it but now I can’t remember for the life of me where the hell it is

[blazingstar29]

*throws words like food scraps into the streets for people to find* (also pretend like the o bar scene didn't happen and maverick and ice haven't come face to face yet lol)

Tom didn’t get a good read on this Maverick  guy until he came face to face with him in the locker rooms. He was only starting to strip down, boisterous and a grating personality already rolling off his shoulders. Behind him, he’s aware of Slider and Goose talking and shaking hands like the old friends they are - he's too busy taking the admiration emitting off Hollywood as they shook hands.

“They won too, man.” 

“That’s not what I heard.” 

He hadn’t heard shit, actually. Only something in the halls on the way to the lockers about Maverick and Goose and breaking the hard deck being strike one of one. 

“Well we did,” Goose sounds defensive. Why? He wants to ask, why so defensive of someone who flies so recklessly. 

Slider tells him that below the hard deck doesn’t count and Maverick spits something back that makes his skin crawl. 

“You guys really are cowboys,” he says as he turns, facing the back of Maverick’s regulation black hair but he turns away before Maverick can turn to him. 

“What’s your problem, Kazansky?”

Slowly he shuts the locker door, the room falling silent to hear him speak his thoughts on their budding adrenaline junkie. “You’re everyone’s problem,” he starts but the face before him isn’t the right one. If he weren’t so certain of his ability to read the badge on Maverick’s chest, he’d have thought he was the wrong person. The man – the kid – in front of him is young. “That’s because every time you go up in the air you’re unsafe. I don’t like you because you’re dangerous.”

[these-written-reveries]

Guys can I confess a little secret to y'all? If you know me it's probs not a big surprise but shhh, just listen...

Sometimes...sometimes the male characters I like give me the ick. And it's been happening more often with 2 particular clown characters 👀

If you know me, you know I identify as lesbian/queer, so like DUH. But I find it interesting that it's happening more often. Basically with any characters played by real people. I think the comphet in me is slowly dying, guys. It kinda worries me bc I don't wanna lose the special love and connections I have with these characters, but I can't help itttt my lesbian brain thinks they're icky sometimes guysss 😭

You know who's never given me the ick tho?

✨ Anime boys ✨

They're the furthest from being real men so obviously me likey 😍 They're pretty and not too realistic and they got the masculine look/energy that makes my heart go 💓 (I'm talking to you, Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, and all the other MHA boys that have me in a chokehold). It's honestly a match made in heaven.

I guess I should've known the comphet wouldn't be able to stand the test of time. The beast is growing weaker inside me. After all this time, I see it as an old friend, and I am sad to see this happen. I salute you, old pal. You've made my life hell in many ways, but what would I be without you?

Gayer. Definitely gayer. But I digress...

I'm being so silly 🤭 but forreal guys, idk what to expect of my future with these characters I've long considered to be f/os of mine. I don't think my love for them will ever fully fade away, but I feel myself growing more distant from them 🥺 I used to be able to overlook the icky parts and now I can't ignore it as easily 😭 this is supposed to be a good thing for me and here I am all pouty and sad about it pfft but I'm sure the self shippers out there will somewhat understand. These have been my comfort characters for a long time. I don't wanna lose the bonds I've formed with them 🥺

Anyway, I'm still totally cool with writing for these characters, I enjoy it so much still. But as for my personal relationships with these characters...the connection feels a little weaker these days 😔 but that doesn't mean it's the end! I might wake up in a few weeks head over heels for them all over again. Guess we'll see, huh?

If you read this far, thanks for helping me carry the burden of this very serious confession. I'm afraid the weight of it was too heavy to bear alone for a moment longer. It had to be said 😭🤭

[boygirlctommy]

i madeeee sillay new characters and i love them

[dandyshucks]

Guz would be giving me a great big hug, the kind where you pick someone up and twirl them around, for having such a successful socializing outing today :]

[lesbiangiratina]

So sleepy tucked into bed but working a little bit on testament wiki stuff… i can fix them…

[l00seg00se1005]

Okay tumblr check it out

All 40 of my pillow pets!!

and here you may glance upon my glorious field

of autism

[peapod20001]

Cracks me tf up how Ozzie is literally. He looks exactly how he did when I first drew him

[dreamsfeasted]

modern au xiao is either a tattoo artist, or a flower shop owner. i don't make the rules. alternatively an extremely tired college student working 3 jobs to survive (mood xiao). also, the au in which xiao ends up serving scaramouche (who somehow has ascended to godhood) is my aesthetic also also, the au in which xiao and the rest of the yaksha are portrayed closer to gods than in canon is a good one too idk i have a lot of brainrot

[coco-loco-nut]

Book Club

Pairing: The grid x driver!reader, Lance Stroll x reader

Summary: A wild goose chase ensues when you are at a meeting with your book club

requests are open (plz send some, i can’t keep only getting ideas while driving 🥺) masterlist

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“Guys, have you seen y/n?” Lance panics, rushing into the McLaren garage. It’s not the first time his girlfriend had disappeared from her garage but he’s always been able to find you a few steps away.

“She’s missing?” Lando leaped out of his chair. “Come on, Oscar, we gotta find her,” Lando drags his teammate out of the garage, following Lance to the Mercedes garage to find George.

“Any y/n sightings?” a very stressed out Lance asks.

“No, but now I am invested,” the Brit tags along in the search, hopping over to the Ferrari garage.

“Mes amis, you seem stressed,” Charles says, looking up from his book.

“Y/n is missing, Lance can’t find his girlfriend,” Oscar sighs, not sure why he isn’t leaving the group.

“No, we must join the quest, Charles,” Carlos says, clapping his teammate on the shoulder.

“Alright, only for y/n,” Charles, like oscar, begrudgingly agrees to join the ‘noble quest’.

Meanwhile, y/n is sitting on the couch, wearing a chunky cardigan and a pair of fashion glasses, sipping tea.

“No, Lizzy was clearly in love with Darcy even then,” Fernando waves his hands. This month’s book was Pride and Prejudice.

“Sure, Fernando,” Valtteri rolls his eyes.

The book club, affectionately called ‘The Old Drivers Club’ started when y/n barged into the Haas garage, claiming she needed their opinions and that she was tired of all the young drivers. Despite her being only 21, she found a home with some of the older drivers in the Paddock. The club consisted of her, Fernando, Valtteri, Kevin, and Nico. Lewis wanted to hold on to his youth, as he claimed, and Checo didn’t quite care for their gossip sessions.

“I still don’t understand how you can go from a 20 year old party animal to a 80 year old grandma overnight,” Kevin teases the young girl, bringing up a common point of conversation (usually her complaining about the younger drivers).

“And I don’t understand how you all don’t find Nico attractive? If I was ten years older, I would be all over him. God damn, what a fine man,” you swoon, causing the German to blush fiercely.

“Yes, yes, someone who could outshine Charles Leclerc in his prime,” Fernando dismisses it with the wave of his hand. You giggle and refocus on the book discussion.

“Nando,” you prompt him, silently asking him to go to the next topic.

“Alright, alright, let’s discuss what was probably y/n’s favorite scene, the confession scene. The second one, not in the rain,” Fernando says, and you shyly look down, the older drivers knowing you too well.

“Max, Checo, have you seen y/n?” Lance asks, even more flustered, half the grid behind him.

“Y/n? Why do you ask?” Max says, looking at his teammate.

“She’s missing!” Lando exclaims causing Checo to laugh.

“No, no. She’s with her book club, in the Haas motor home. I sometimes join them, interesting gossip, but not quite for me, no,” Checo says, looking oddly at the group.

“Her- her book club?” Lance asks, utterly confused.

“Si. Lewis has been invited too, but he claims he is too young,” Checo laughs to himself.

“Sorry mate, a book club?” George asks, a little offended he was never invited.

“And gossip? I’m a little offended I’ve never been invited,” Pierre gasps.

“Well? Is that all,” Max asks, wanting the group to leave his garage.

“Right, well I guess we go to Haas,” Carlos says, quickly thanking the Red Bull drivers.

“VALTTERI!” Your astonished gasp is heard from outside. Your group had moved on to what some think is the more enjoyable part of the evening, the gossip.

“Y/n! Oh thank god, we were worried sick,” Lando dramatically says at the doorway, having opened the door, revealing your group. The five of you look at the other group wildly confused.

“Worried sick?” You ask, looking at them.

“You were missing, I couldn’t find you,” Lance scratches the back of his neck, a little confused.

“I,” you pause before laughing. “Lancelot, you could’ve texted me,” you tell him.

“Why weren’t Pierre and I invited?” George asks, looking accusingly at your group.

“You don’t fit the criteria,” Kevin says, dismissing the question.

“And y/n does?” Pierre asks.

“Yes. When she sits upside down on your couch to gossip and complain about you all, and ask for life advice, then we might consider it,” Nico shakes his head.

“She is the founder of our group,” Valtteri points out.

“You also have to find young Nico attractive, more than current Charles,” Fernando teases, causing the young girl to blush.

“He was!” You defend yourself, and Carlos nods in agreement.

“Your girlfriend, mate. I’m surprisingly glad I tagged along,” Oscar says to Lance, pretty amused at the chaos.

“Out of curiosity, what is your next book?” George asks, your face lighting up.

“We are on a classics kick right now, so we are reading the No Fear version of Romeo and Juliet,” you say excitedly causing George and Charles to groan.

“We can’t join?” Charles asks again.

“Sorry, Leclerc, only room for one hot driver here,” Nico winks at you, causing your cheeks to redden.

“HEY!” most of the drivers in the room take offense to it, Lance mainly because the wink was directed at his girlfriend.

“Alas, if only you didn’t have a wife and kid, and I was ten years older,” you sigh, shaking your head.

“In another life, Mein Liebchen,” Nico sighs as well.

“Alright, I’m stealing back my girlfriend,” Lance pulls you away.

“Lancelot,” you giggle, waving goodbye to your book club.

“It is in these moments that I remember how young she is and how old we are,” Fernando sighs, Lewis taking your seat.

“My bones ache more and more each day, mate,” Lewis shakes his head.

“Welcome to our club, have the first act read by the next race,”

[valvewall]

Izuku's Clingy-ness

Izuku Midoriya x girlfriend/fem! Reader

word count: 643 (very short)

warning: clingy!boyfriend izuku, post-war arc, not-canon compliant (i tried, lord help me.), izuku missing his gf :(, someone get this man his gf back!!, sassy midoriya genes, possibly ooc for both kaminari and bakugo but oh well. NOT FULLY EDITED but it's like 4am... so...

a/n: I was reading some of @gglitch1dd 's dilf!izuku series, and i KNOWW I'm very late to the Izuku love but this fanfic idea is currently wrangling me like a bull... so... here! making this in-between 3 unfinished works and one series ideas!!! nice, author, nice.

beta read by my beautiful and unnerving sister.

Sometimes, It seemed unnerving how Izuku was so intensely obsessed with you. Izuku was just glad it wasn't in a bad way, despite how sometimes he would convince himself that he was such a bad person after the events of the Paranormal Liberation War. You were always there to squash those terrible thoughts that scattered and dug their way into his head, and convince him that what he had done was probably one of the best options left for Tomura Shigaraki.

He missed you today. You weren't in class the entirety of the school day, and he had gotten worried that you slept in; Until he saw your text message about having to suddenly go babysit your niece today due to an emergency involving the sitter not showing up. Everyone who even looked at Izuku's face could see it, how he looked like a kicked puppy who had just gotten every insult known thrown at him.

"Dude, you good? Did Y/N break up with you or something?" Kaminari had walked over, crouching down to rest his arms on Izuku's desk, long after class had ended. He had a slightly worried expression on his face, eyebrows furrowed, making Izuku feel slightly bad at making his friend worry about him. The green haired boy huffed, pouting as he stared down at the matching bracelets he had been fiddling with for most of class when he noticed Y/N's absence. Bakugo chimed in after Kaminari, abrasive as ever. Where did he even come from?

"Get a grip, Izuku. Your girlfriend is coming back tomorrow."

Izuku had at that moment, felt a little dumb. Oh. Oh! He had almost forgot, yeah you were coming back tomorrow. Wait... How did Bakugo know that? Right on cue, did Bakugo squash his thoughts.

"Y/N and I are friends too, calm down. Don't stare at me like that. You look like an offended goose." Bakugo sneered at him, his arms crossing over his chest. Kaminari looked over at Bakugo, his eyes wide and mouth agape.

"Woah! Dude, a little nicer maybe?"

Izuku rolled his eyes, giving his best friend an 'are you fucking kidding me' look. "You act worse when Kirishima is going to the bathroom, shut it." Izuku pouted and pointed at the spikey blond man in front of him.

Bakugo huffed and rolled his eyes, despite his hypocrisy in the situation. The blond was honestly so tired of Izuku moping around in class, and now outside too?

Izuku looked down at his phone, laying on the desk between his hands that kept fiddling with eachother. "Maybe I should call her."

Bakugo's eyebrow twitched. Maybe he should have bullied Izuku more. (not actually, but still.)

Kaminari was shocked at Izuku, no way Izuku was that clingy. "Yo! You should go and relax, go shopping with Todoroki and Bakugo! Todoroki has his dad's card for the day too! Do something instead of moping around all day! C'mon dude!" Maybe he wasn't being helpful, or maybe it was his excruciating single-ness.

Izuku groaned loudly in frustration, he just wanted his girlfriend dammit! Not to be basically kidnapped by his two friends to stop rotting over Y/N being gone for one day. "I don't wanna go out hanging out with everyone else, can't you guys just let me mope over my girlfriend being gone!?" He looked up at the ceiling, leaning back in his chair, hand clutching his hair.

"Not when you make it our problem! Get up! You're going shopping with Todoroki and Bakugo! Shoo! Out!" Kaminari exclaimed.

At the end of the day, he still couldn't help sending you a few 'I love you's and 'Facetime?'. He just missed you too much. When you came back, he was waiting on the UA steps, anxiously tapping his foot, and waiting for you like you always did.

"Day infinitely better."

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[cecexsblog]

Sweet Boy (lh43)

Warnings: major soft smut, oral (m & f receiving), penetration, idk there’s a lot

Summary: (Luke Hughes x fem!reader) You want to reward Luke with how good he played but he honestly just takes care of you the whole time anyways.

Note: there’s a lot of words in this. Not sure the exact number but a lot. Sorry if you get bored. And sorry it’s not proof read.

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You were sitting on the couch waiting for Luke to get back from his game. The devs had just won and you knew he’d be tired due to playing for a whole period non stop.

The door creaked open slowly and then slowly creaked shut. You heard Luke taking his shoes and jacket off then quietly walking his way to the living room where you quickly pretended to sleep. A soft giggle came from Luke as you felt his presence grow in front of you.

It was very difficult to keep a smile from growing on your face but you managed to stay still.

“Game was that boring huh?” Luke whispered, knowing you were actually awake. A small smile formed on your face. “Knew it” he whispered through a smile.

“Take me to bed Luke” you say flinging your arms open wide.

He slowly tucked his arms around you while you wrapped your legs around his waist.

“Played so good handsome” you mumble into his neck with a little kiss.

“Only cuz I knew you were watching” he mumbled back in a low tone. He set you onto your back on the bed hovering over you between your legs.

“Need to let out some steam baby?” You say looking up at him and pulling him down and gently kissing his lips.

“Don’t wanna go too hard tonight, but I could definitely” he smiles into your neck pushing you up to the pillows and getting you comfortable. “Wanna taste you first tho”

“Don’t have to tell me twice”

Luke kissed down your tank top covered abdomen and slowly slid his fingers under the fabric. You lifted your arms while he slid your shirt off leaving your chest bare.

“You’re so beautiful” Luke said looking into your eyes. You pulled him to your lips again causing a heavy makeout to start.

Lips intertwining perfectly together, as if they were made for each other. Lukes tongue pushing between your lips and swirling around with yours. His teeth sink into your bottom lip. Your hands roam up his arms and around his neck to gently pull on his curls causing him to tug at your bottom lip. A groan leaves Luke’s throat. His hair being played with, was his number one weakness making him sleepy and insanely sloppy. His kisses were so slow and seductive you could’ve finished there.

Your arms snuck down his chest and under the hem of his shirt. Your fingers danced along the soft skin of his back and abs feeling goose-bumps rise along his ribs and his side. He sat up to throw his shirt off somewhere forgotten. His shoulder were broad and hovering over you as he looked down with a smirk.

“I don’t think you understand how gorgeous you are” he whispered while lowering his head towards your stomach. “Your hair all splade out over the pillow and the blush covering your cheeks” he mumbled against your lower stomach.

“Please Lu…”

“Please what darling?”

“Want you to taste me” you whined

Luke tucked his fingers under the hems of your shorts and panties slowly dragging them down your legs while kissing your inner thighs and knees until he threw them off the bed. He began leaving sloppy wet kisses up your legs stopping at your opening.

“Wanna taste you so bad love”

“Mhm please” you say while watching him admire your slit.

He slowly dragged a finger through your slit. You could feel the his calluses as he eventually palmed you while dipping his fingers inside.

“Already dripping wet for me” he said while pulling his glistening fingers out and sucking one. “Here baby” he whispered while bringing his middle finger to your lips. He carefully slipped his finger into your mouth and you began sucking and tasting yourself. He watched intently as he felt your tongue swirl around his finger as she lightly sucks. “Good girl”

A whimper left your throat so Luke slowly pulled his fingers out. He grab your hips and lowered his head down between your legs. You could feel his curls brush the inside of your thighs as he began to leave kisses along your pussy. His tongue found your clit and began swirling around it.

His tongue entered your hole while his nose kept a steady movement against your clit. He lapped up and down your pussy with his tongue as you kept getting closer and closer. He entered a finger slowly into your cunt and curled it upwards causing you to moan his name so loud the neighbour’s could definitely hear.

“Gotta keep it down baby” his mumble vibrating against you. “Everyone knows your mine already”

He continued with each motion of his fingers and mouth with a steady pace. You felt that feeling grow in your core.

“Gonna cum Lu”

“Atta girl, keep going”

And with him just saying the phrase “atta girl” had you bursting at the seams. You came all over his face while he continued lapping up your juices. At this point you’re squeeling and whining as it became too much.

“To much Lu. To much.” You whimper while pushing his face away. “Just want you inside me now tho”

“Okay baby give me one sec” he whispers while untying his sweats and slipping down his boxers with them. His dick stood up against his stomach as he makes his way back to the bed and kneeling between your legs.

Before he could lean down you reach out and wrap your hand around his shaft and lean to give his tip a tiny kiss. Luke knew you hated giving head but you also knew he played so good tonight and completely deserved it and you also were still overstimulated from his favor.

“You don’t need to baby” he whispers while lifting your chin. You were in front of him on your hands and knees.

“I want to. Played so good tonight you deserve it” you looked up at him with the most gorgeous eyes he couldn’t resist and just nodded.

You slowly swiped your tongue over his pink tip causing him to throw his head back and his abs to flex. His muscles defined like a statues as you licked from the bottom of his shaft back to his tip.

Now you hadn’t seen many dicks in your life but Luke definitely had the prettiest. Perfect length. Perfect width. Perfect curve that hit you in the right spots. His tip was the prettiest shade of pink too.

You lowered your head onto him as his tip hit the back of your throat causing you to slightly gag. You looked up at him while bobbing your head up and down. His eyes met yours while a smirk spread across his face, you kept staring at each other until you started gliding your tongue up and down his shaft. His jaw went slack and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. The hottest moan you’ve ever heard from him left his lips, which made you moan around his cock. Luke knew better not to pound into your face but gosh did he want to. And you knew it to. You were so stuck on making him feel good you grabbed his hand, brought it to the back of your head allowing him to push down. At this point you were obsessed with making him moan and become dumb over you that you let him do whatever he pleased. He bucked into your mouth, making you gag over and over again but man did he look beautiful. His muscles flexing while his teeth sink into his bottom lip and he concentrates. You reached down between your legs to play with your sensitive pussy.

His thrusts become sloppier as he notices your hand between your legs. And his grunts becoming more aggressive.

“Gonna cum baby, seeing you touch yourself like that.” He said lowly “where do you want it?”

You pointed at your mouth causing Luke to look at you with complete disbelief.

He finally came. His warm seed coating your throat and tongue. He pulled out and you opened to show him it sitting on your tongue until you swallowed it

“Such a good girl” he says while leaning down and pushing you back against the pillows. His lips attach to yours. His hand slips between your legs to touch you spread you open again. “Ready for round three?”

You nod quickly with a whine. “Need you inside me Lukey”

He lines up with your entrance and drags his pink tip through your pink pussy lips.

He pushes into, stuffing you completely. Your jaw goes slack at the slight pain but you gathers yourself and begin rolling your hips signalling to Luke that you’re ready. He slowly thrust in and out.

“Faster baby” you say grabbing onto his shoulders and pulling him against your chest. His lips find your neck and his one hand slips under your back pulling him closer to him. The feeling of your skin against each other felt so sweet. The way Luke fucked you wasn’t aggressive. He was always thinking about you. His thrusts were still at a gentle pace not wanting to hurt you. He was only leaving gentle kisses on your neck and chest.

“I love you” he whispers between heavy breathing.

“I love you too” you say pulling his face to yours to deeply kiss him. Your arms wrapping around his neck holding him as close as possible as he continued to burry himself deep inside you. The hand he had under your back reached down between your legs to fondle with your clit. He watched your face intently to see the way the pleasure displayed. He loved seeing your eyes squeeze closed and your mouth drop open all because of him.

“Cum for me baby” he would whisper in your ear. And grunt escaping his lips as well.

“Little deeper Lu, almost there”

His hips pushed in deep with each thrust. You swear he was hitting your cervix. A loud moan escaped your lips as your legs wrapped around his waist holding him closer. A grunt left him with each thrust. He could feel you unbuckle as your pussy pulsed around him and your legs began to shake. Your face squeezed as your mouth hung open in complete pleasure. His hips went a little faster and he quickly pulled out cumming all over your stomach.

“I’m so sorry baby” he quickly says after finishing. “I just didn’t have a condom on-“

“Shhhhh” you say holding a finger to his lips as he’s still hovering over you. “It’s okay my love. Thank you” you lean up on your elbows and passionately kiss him.

“Okay let me clean you up and then we can take a bath”

You nod. But once he comes back he sees you asleep on the bed. He lightly wakes you and picks you. He lays you against his chest as you bask in the warm water in the tub.

“I love you so much my girl” he mumbles into your hair.

You hum. “I love you too sweet boy”

Note: you made it! I hope you loved it!