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allywthsr · 11 months ago

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WISHLISTS | (l.norris)

summary: Lando and you check your kids‘ wishlists

wordcount: 1.7k words

pairing: landonorris x fem!reader

warnings: kids

notes: I think it’s cute, what do you think?? Also Lando is older in this than he is right now :)

advent calendar

”Are they both asleep?“

”Yes, we should look at their wishlists now, and see what we can order or not.“

It was later than normal in the evening, but both kids were little troublemakers and did not want to sleep today, both of them were buzzing with excitement over Christmas. They spent the day at nana and Pop's house, and Lando’s parents made a wishlist for Santa with them today.

Louis was about to turn six years old and little Sofia was three and a half years old.

Both of them were opinionated and knew exactly what they wanted. So when Lando’s parents brought up the idea of making a wishlist with the kids, how could you say no? Normally that was a thing that Lando and you did with your kids, but you hadn’t had the time yet, so you were thankful Cisca and Adam did it for you. This year, Louis was old enough to try and write it himself, it almost made you cry looking at his scribble that had been corrected by Cisca or Adam many times, but still, it was the cutest. He was growing up too fast, when you looked at Lando and saw the little pout on his lips when you showed him the paper, you knew he was thinking the same.

Sofia‘s list was written by Cisca, and Sofia had decorated it with stickers and random streaks of colorful pens. The ’Santa‘ on top of the paper was written by Sofia, the wonky letters were different sizes and the second ’a‘ was the other way around, but you were proud of your little girl.

Lando and you sat on the couch, you were in your fuzzy socks and sweats, relaxing with your favorite hot drink, while Lando was drinking some water and was also dressed in sweats and a hoodie. It was almost Christmas and you barely had presents for your kids, a few you both picked up on some errand runs, but nothing specific.

You cuddled up to Lando and held the wishlist of your eldest in your hand.

”I‘m ready to see what an almost six-year-old wants for Christmas. I can’t believe he‘s six, we are old, Lando.“

”Probably a car like mine, yesterday he said: ’Daddy, I want to race with you every weekend‘, so I guess we need to get him in F1, and talk to McLaren about it.“

He let out a high-pitched giggle. Lando said he wanted to wait for kids after he retired, but Louis happened because you weren’t careful enough, and when you broke the news to him, he wanted nothing more than to raise this baby with you. He was only twenty-three years old when you got pregnant, and not ready to retire yet, so he gave it a year to try it out, in the end, the three of you managed it well and he didn’t need to retire. Sofia was planned, you wanted to give Louis a sibling and now he was the best big brother you could imagine for your girl. Both of your kids were totally daddy orientated, whether they were crying and needed cuddles, or they wanted to play with someone when daddy was around, he was their first choice. But when daddy said no, which barely happened, they ran to mummy and asked you, and if you said yes, you were the favorite for the rest of the day.

With your head on Lando’s shoulder, you started to read out loud.

”Alright, dear Santa, I am a good boy and have a few wishes. A new big boy bike without extra wheels, a kart like daddy had when he was younger, the new cars racetrack, a cars lunchbox, new cars, construction trucks, a real bunny, a camera like daddy, my own helmet. Thank you, Santa. That are some wishes.“

”He certainly knows what he wants, but I like most of them, we can work with that. I also love his spelling, cars with a z or boy with an i.“

You pressed a kiss to Lando’s cheek, ”he‘s all grown up, he wants a big boy bike and a kart. I don’t think I can endure another Norris in a kart.“

”Don’t worry baby, I‘ll be with him.“

You talked about putting Louis in a kart when he shows interest, but so far he only loved cars and watching daddy drive around, for a week he wasn’t able to stop talking about driving himself. Lando loved that, he started around the same age and couldn’t wait to put Louis in a kart, especially since he had his own karting team.

”I think the bike thing is something we can give your parents, we can get him the cars things, do you think he wants the lunchbox with lightning McQueen or someone else?“

”He loves this Ryan car, he’s orange and ’looks like your daddy‘, maybe we should see if we can find one with him on it.“

You hummed in agreement, ”What about the construction trucks?“

”Sure, there's probably a set with different cars inside, that would be nice.“

Again you nodded your head, ”I don’t like the bunny idea, animals shouldn’t be something that’s gifted for Christmas. We can talk about that with him next year, but not for Christmas. I want him to understand that a pet is not just a cute thing that you can pet all day long, it’s work and commitment.“

”Yeah, I agree, we’re also away a lot, we can’t take a bunny with us to the tracks, and taking care of two hyperactive kids is a chore.“

You two chuckled, ”Well, they clearly have that from you, you’re always hyperactive, Lando.“

”And I‘m proud of it, we can’t deny that they’re mine.“

”We definitely can’t. What do think about the camera? I saw on Amazon a few days ago, that there are kids cameras, not expensive and does the job.“

”I like that. And I want to make a helmet for him.“

”Do you have his measurements?“

”No, but I‘ll say Santa needs his head size if he wants to make a helmet.“

”That’s sweet. And we also have that new swing play set outside for both of them, that should be enough presents from us, right? He’s going to be spoiled from the rest of our family anyway.“

He hummed quietly and kissed your forehead.

”Onto the next one“, you mumbled, grabbing the page that lay next to you.

”Dear Santa, I am the best girl, I want for Christmas: a new Barbie doll, a new Barbie doll, a new Barbie doll, a new Barbie doll, a bunny, a pretty pink purse like mamas, a bunny stuffie, pets for my Barbie’s, the dogs from paw patrol, new hair clips, a T-shirt from uncle Carlos. Thank you, Santa.“

”A T-shirt from Uncle Carlos? What is wrong with her?“, Lando was confused.

”I think Carlos told her multiple times over Facetime a few days ago, that she should wish for a T-shirt from him.“

”I have to call him tomorrow. But why has she listed the Barbie doll four times?“

”We should call your mum and ask.“

He pulled out his phone from his pocket and clicked on FaceTiming his mum. You two greeted her with waves and ’hellos‘ when she picked up.

”We went through the wishlists and why did Sofia list the Barbie doll four times?“

”I have no clue, darlings, when I told her, I’ve already written it down, she kept on repeating I need to write Barbie doll multiple times, or else Santa won’t get her point.“

”She‘s truly Lando’s child.“

”Oh yes, I can remember Lando also did something similar when he was young.“

”Are you calling me old, mum?“

”No, my darling.“

”Cisca, we thought you and Adam could get him the bike? Or do you have something else?“

”We only have small things yet, we would love to gift him the bike. He said he wants a black one with orange and bright yellow stripes, like daddy’s helmet.“

”That’s fine, I don’t know if you want to buy it with him or without him, should he be with you while picking it out?“

”Maybe that’s better, we can say Santa told us to buy it with him, so he gets the one he wants.“

You two nodded, ”And with Sofia, we need to check first, what dolls she has and which she does not have, we don’t want to gift her some she already has.“

”Sure my darling, let us know if you have any ideas for her from her wishlist.“

All of you said your goodbyes and Lando and you went back to discussing Sofias list.

”We have to check her Barbies tomorrow when she‘s at daycare, as well as the pets she has for them, I like the hair clips and the stuffie, does she want the paw patrol dogs as stuffies or normal toys? The bunny is obviously a no.“

”Yeah, bunny’s a no, but maybe as stuffies? You know how much she loves stuffed animals, she can also play with them as if they’re normal toys. What about the purse?“

”I don’t know yet, maybe we find a kids purse somewhere?“

She may love her daddy more, but she was imitating you, all the time, playing dress up with your bags and shoes whenever she was bored.

Lando hummed to the purse idea and sighed.

”She‘s three and already wants a handbag, and I thought you would be the only one for a while.“

”She‘s a true girl, next year she‘ll ask for makeup.“

”I won’t allow her that, she can do that when she‘s eighteen.“

”Lando, when she‘s fifteen she‘ll be doing her makeup, like it or not. If she already wants a handbag, that’s the next step, soon she’ll have a boyfriend.“

”No, she doesn’t need a boyfriend, she has me and Louis, she doesn’t need different men in her life.“

”So you don’t want to have grandchildren?“

”Louis can make them.“

You decided to drop that topic, you wouldn’t be able to change his mind today.

”And what about the Carlos T-shirt?“

”I‘m not even going to give you an answer on this.“

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victimeyez · 14 days ago

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I wonder what Tommy will ask Fletcher to buy for him! Have you thought of this already?

I didn't have an idea in mind when I first thought of the allowance conversation, but I was thinking about some scenes it could open up!

One was Fletcher finding a notepad Tommy was allowed where he had started tracking saving milestones on different dates, when he would earn $20, $50, $100 etc. Well, as long as Fletcher doesn't withhold his allowance for some reason...

He also started a list of ideas of things he could buy, and estimates of price ranges each item could cost. He'd be very meticulous about it. Like how he is careful to clean things well because it's one of the only things he can actually do with some skill, instead of just enduring. He used to budget his groceries and bills, had jobs and everything, so he's very excited to have this opportunity and is NOT going to waste it.

He'd spend a lot of time (over)thinking about it. He'd struggle to work up the courage to ask Fletcher if they could help/let him look up some things online, but he can hardly wait!

If he never gets his allowance taken away, he still only makes $260 a year. He's well aware that it's not much, but it makes it that much more impactful when Fletcher does take away his allowance.

I was thinking about a scene where Tommy is going through his wishlist ideas to get Fletcher's approval, and they just keep shooting him down.

A bike? Why do you want a bike, to try to escape faster?

How about a skateboard? Same problem as the bike.

Well, I'm really not that good. I don't need you busting your ass falling and being unable to do chores, try again.

I could still save up a little this year to get Buck something for Christmas. Why? He has his own job, that's stupid, don't waste your money.

Fletcher's not actually trying to get out of paying him, but just being overly critical of all his ideas. Tommy gets more and more frustrated until he snaps at Fletcher.

What's the point of an allowance if you don't let me use it??

Fletcher is surprised but tell him he can sure as fuck count on no allowance this week, and Tommy just freezes. Goes to his room. Tells himself he is not a grown man crying over $5. Cries over the $5 anyways. Poor lad, ah well!

#the professionals #captive whumpee #anon asks #the professionals asks

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jessysapphireblue · 11 months ago

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One Piece Advent Calender Door 23

Door 23: A night in a Cabin

Tomorrow would be Christmas Eve and while Sanji and you took care of the rest supplies, then tomorrow on this island all the stores would be closed. “Nami, please!”, whined Luffy. “NO! NO MONEY FOR YOU!” “Nami, please! I need it!” “You will NOT! and I repeat NOT GET A SINGLE BERRY FROM ME!”, she yelled at him. “PLEASE!” “Fufufu~ for what, Captain?” “This!”, he pulled your Christmas wish list from his pocket and pointed to a big red circle. “I want to give her this! But Tomorrow Evening is it closed since he wants to spend time with his family so today is the only day left!”

Nami took the list, and Robin looked over it. “What a nice wish”, she admitted. “So I want to make it true! Please!” Luffy fell onto his knees and looked at Nami. “How much is it?”, she sighed out. “Oh! ehm...5000”, he smiled and Nami broke a little. “So much? Really?” “Please! I wouldn´t beg if I had it!”, he admitted and Robin took the list. “why, what wonderful wishes she has. I wouldn´t mind it” Sighning again, Nami closed her eyes. “Fine”, she muttered under her breath. “NAMI!”, Luffy jumped up. “UNDER 1 CONDITION!” “Yes?” “I go with you! I don´t trust you” “Fine by me! But shh! It´s a surprise”, he took your wishlist again before walking away with Nami. Robin took the liberty to tell everyone about it. Minus you.

Humming out christmas carols, you checked Brook´s Christmas List again, as well as the other presents for the rest. “Looks good, don´t you think, Soma?” Your dragon looked at you from the bed before rolling around. “Such a needy little dragon” Closing the door, you walked to your bed and flopped onto it and began to sigh in happiness.

Evening roled by and with it Dinner. “So guys dig in. Tomorrow there gives no meat”, smirked Sanji at Luffy, who was swallowing everything not even caring and/or listening. “Oh, this will be fun”, Nami rubbed her hands together. “Nami, don´t spoil it”, you nudged her and she smiled. “Oh yeah! After dinner we go somewhere!”, declared your captain after he swallowed. You nodded along with the rest, and you held him a piece of crispy bacon out, which he snatched directly away. “You spoil him too much”, stated usopp. “It is my nature! What you want me to do?” “Be more strict”, he said. “No!”, Luffy, Nami, Chopper and Sanji said. “Jeez guys, just saying”

It was after dinner as you all assembled on the deck as “YOSH! WE CAN GO!”, Luffy came out, his fist in the air as your eyes widen. We wore long pants...LONG PANTS! “D-Did I miss something? Are we gonna raid something?” “Why that?” “The last time you wore long pants we went against Shiki, bub” ”...oh...nah! COME!”, he said and in one swift movement grabbed your hand and dragged you away. “LUFFY!”, Nami screamed but sighed out when he saw you two vanish from sight. “UGHHHH! If this continues I need Blood-pressure Medication. On we go” “Yohohohoho- but that Luffy-san made this” “He´s grown up”, Franky began to sniffle. “I want to be lucky too. Why does he get an literal Goddess as girlfriend” “Fufufu~he does love her”

“Luffy, where are we going?” “A surprise! Come!”, he tugged you along a pathway, beaming and feeling the excitement in his bones as “THERE!”, he shouted and pointed to a cabin. “A cabin?””mmh! Come! Come come come” Pulling you to the door, he handed you a key. ”...you know what, I just roll with it”, sighing, you unlocked the door, any your eyes widen. “TADAAAA!!!”, he rushed to the middle and beamed like a child. “L-Luffy what-” “I wanted it to give you tomorrow night but the man said he just have it open until midday tomorrow so- an early Christmas present”, he smiled and you looked around the cozy cabin “Luffy”, you whispered and he stopped. “Something wrong? Did I mess up?”, he asked and you leaped fully onto him, pressing a big kiss onto his lips, his arms around you and kissed you back equally big. “Oh Hon! You-I love you!” “And I love you! so like it?” “Oh Luffy! I love it!”, hugging him again, he squeezed and lifted you up, spinning you around. “You make me all so happy! My heart is beating in happiness when you say that!”

“We´re here”, said Nami and Zoro opened the door. “Ah, you guys are also here!”, grinned Luffy, you two Setting in front of the fire, you in his lap, snuggled into him. “Finally?! You just ran off!”, Nami admitted and hung her coat up. “sorry Nami” “You´re not at fault. HE-YES!” “SUPER COZY!” “Ah, so warm here”, smiled Sanji. While the rest began to look around and settle down “So, you did got my wish list”, you whispered. ”...” your boyfriend looked away from you, making you chuckle. “Oh, how I love you”, you said and leaned your head against his neck. “Seeing you happy makes me happy”, he admitted. “Ah, this is nice”, said Usopp and sat behind you two on the couch. “Yohohohoho! Indeed! This is so comfy” “At least they have booze here”, smirked Zoro.

While the night continued with laughter, dancing and music, Nami watched with Robin. “Sometimes he surprise me” “Luffy? His idea was so sweet” “Yes. Je is his safe heaven. I don´t want to imagine what would happen if-” “Nami, come join us!”, you waved Nami over for a dance, “We show the guys how to dance real good” “Oh! I demand prize money 100.000 Berry!”

Complaining from the boys beside Sanji, who was swooning, as Robin chuckled. Christmas would be so much warmer now.

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kissmethroughthebone · 9 months ago

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The Holidays were a mess!

Sometimes I date people and they make it seem like they have some big surprise in store for me, and then they don't.

Like this passing Christmas, my wishlist was very simple:

Lab-grown gemstones (if one really bothered to search, I could've gotten like 10 sapphires, 10 rubies and 5 other gemstones for the price of an average Shake Shack order from gemsngems)

Sapphire or emerald ring (even broke people can get this; Etsy has sapphire and emerald rings for 30 bucks. Are they doublets [a.k.a. a gemstone sat upon a thin later of glass]? Yes. But are they nice, pretty, cheap and what I want? Yes. Or even a lab grown one would've been dirt cheap.)

A blanket...... yep, that's it. A blanket. An UGG blanket would've been amazing but frankly all blankets are good. Hard to mess up. Like, under 30 bucks, really.

A massage oil candle. As in the brands where you get a candle that, when lit, slowly melts into a skin-safe warm body oil. Sexy AND comforting, works for both self-care and intimacy with someone. 35$ maximum, but some sold for as low at 15$ for guaranteed high quality massage oil.

Easy enough list, right? Even a man working at Amazon could do this.

And what I actually got:

Excuses.

I almost did get a massage oil candle, but it was my last fling's shoddy attempt at making one... ah yes, a man who could've spent like, 15 bucks, decided that an empty no-spout pasta jar with untested-for-skin-safety heated up shea butter and lavender oil, with a wick in it, was what I deserved...... after being great all year to him.

Why didn't I get it, you ask? Well, let's just say men don't like it when you hold them accountable for things they attempted that made them deserving to be on a registry somewhere. Thankfully, I have hands. He didn't want these hands moisturized even when I almost lacked the sense to forgive him! (I was in a haze and hardly had anyone around me, of course I was almost gonna go back to an abuser!)

Meanwhile he still blew tons of money on board games and comic books.

The ethical anti-consumer organic product naturalista in me is flattered, but ultimately not at all impressed.

Ha! Funny how last year I discussed with others openly on my social media page that a man who spends more on himself, than you, is a man who underprioritizes you.

And the men on my roster, (consisting of my Recent Ex Boyfriend, who let's call L, and my recent fling, let's call M,) agreed, and promised to do better.

It paused temporarily! L stopped with the Bape hoodie obsession of his for a bit and promised more high end dates. (He promised that when we broke up too, since men always try when they know they're gonna lose you for good and will pull out all stops.) M temporarily paused (or hid better) his obsession with wasting cash on rare comic books he never reads online.

And then it happened again. Suddenly everyone has rhinestone hoodies and the limited edition Resident Evil comic books, but no money for a real date, or to pick me up from anywhere but a BART station.

Whew, chile. The ghetto. The ghettoooooo.

My fault for dating broke niggas with issues.

All good though. I'll tighten the fuck up!

I am meant for ubers, galas, chaffeurs, high end events and success! Bills paid! Not... that lame shit!

Low tier men are good for smaller expenses, or tasks; small bills, little hair treatments, maybe a dress or shoes. Some jewelry if in budget! But, talk to them scarcely and show there's always better out there for you and that they have to impress you. Always. Or else, its not worthwhile to see them!

Mid tier men are good for actual life investments: carpet cleaning services, construction, vector control, taxes, actual real gemstone jewelry, subscription services, buying a car or jewelry, and more.

High tier men are good for LIFE in general; industry things, housing things, anything ever on this planet. Ever. They'll always do it.

I keep sympathizing with men and/or letting them get away with things, instead of utilizing them as stepping stones for what I want.

Since you give too much to a man and they get comfortable and stop trying.

Fuck that, I need all my niggas to be working and crying over the idea of losing me! Heart panging in their chest, bent at the knees sobbing, since another man is taking me out to a high end dinner after treating me to some earrings.

I love doing that to men, so much. Always.

Anyway, just reminding myself I got everything to thrive and have no need for a man to survive.

I have a well paying job, a nice mind and a beautiful face and body. I always get what I want. Always. Amen. Thanks and peace out yall!

#black sugar baby #sugar heaux #hypergamous black women

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servin-up-surveys · 2 years ago

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survey #127

What’s the best part about flying? The view.

Who did you last have a deep and meaningful conversation with? It wasn't like, MEGA deep, but Girt. He was confiding in me about something last night.

Any vacations planned? No, we basically never go on vacations. Doesn't mean I don't want to, traveling just isn't cheap, at all.

Which friend have you known the longest? That is still in my life in a way more than like, acquaintances by now, Summer.

Do you have a Facebook? I do.

What do you want for Christmas? That's quite a ways off, but at this moment I think my primary wishlist item will be a new phone. I'm just so done with the one I have.

How many people have you liked this year? I've only loved Girt, romantically.

Do you have any celebrity crushes? old German men apparently lmfao, still also love Markiplier as an individual tho, but that actual hyperfixation has passed.

Is it okay to kiss people when you’re single? If they're both single and want to, sure, why not. What I DON'T like though is leading people on, like making them chase a relationship with you while you refuse to commit. Then of course there are platonic kisses, which I think is generally fine, but it does depend on various things.

Do you have a secret that no one knows but you? Yes, two that I can think of. Neither is dangerous information or anything like that at all, they're just private things I don't share with anybody.

How many email accounts do you have? Two that I use.

Who is the best cook in your family? I wanna say my younger sis Nicole, honestly.

Which baby animal is your favorite? OBVIOUSLY meerkats. Very honorable mention to kittens though, I think they're also super fuckin cute.

Twitter or Tumblr? 100% Tumblr, I don't even use Twitter.

Favorite YouTuber? EVEN though I don't really watch him anymore (besides life update stuff), it's still Markiplier overall. Incredible and endlessly inspiring human being. I'm most into WATCHING either Game Grumps or John Wolfe these days, though.

Have you ever had a controlling boyfriend/girlfriend? No, I would NEVER fucking tolerate that.

Was your first kiss romantic? I think it was. It was super fucking cute more than anything.

Who was the last person to sleep over at your house? Girt. Oh, and Herb (grandmother's husband, not my mom's dad, and they were married for a super short period), the same night. I'm really glad Girt was here because it made me really uncomfortable that this random old man I don't consider family at all/barely know was sleeping directly across the hall from me... aaaaand it's happening again tonight, Herb literally popped up unannounced very shortly before I started this survey to stay here again for the night as a pitstop on his way back home. Mom had no idea this was the day he'd be here and isn't thrilled lmao, girl same.

What would you think if you found out your ex was gay? I'll go with just Jason here, as he's the only other guy I've seriously dated, and Sara is demi anyway so doesn't really fit this question. I'd be VERY surprised to learn this, but I mean, I'm sure he'd say the same about me being openly pan now. People are full of surprises.

How many people has your best friend had sex with? One.

When was the last time you had a conversation with an ex? We "dated" LITERALLY less than 24 hours, but I guess in technicality Juan. Which I'm not stoked about. He randomly reached out to me close to a week ago (suspiciously under a COMPLETELY new FB name????) after years of not talking, and I have no idea what he even wants yet, since there's been so few replies between us so far. I have QUITE the list of reasons to not trust him, but I'm trying really hard to just be a nice person and give him the benefit of the doubt that he's grown as a person, but I'm remaining distant no matter what. If he wants to be in contact on there, fine, but it's not going ANYWHERE beyond that.

Are you currently “appearing offline” to anybody? No, I never do that honestly. I mean one, people can be busy and still attached to the Internet, so I just don't feel the need to try covering up me being online. That and the only people I really ever talk to KNOW I'm always on the computer or messing on my phone anyway lmao, I ain't foolin nobody.

Do your siblings text you? No, honestly, unless they need something (like if they can't reach Mom) or they're telling me happy birthday. I will say Ashley checks on me more than Nicole (which is very, VERY literally never), though.

Did your last kiss end up with you and the person doing anything sexual? lmao yes

Who is your ex dating/talking to? I don't know or care. 2015 Brittany would have NEVER believed she'd be saying that (and especially confidently meaning it) one day.

Who did you last pinky promise with? Girt, I'm sure. He's the only person I really do it with these days, because he knows I like them.

Did you ever have to share a room with one of your siblings? I grew up sharing a room with Nicole once she was born two years after me, yeah. Didn't get my own until I was already a teenager, when Ashley moved out for college.

What happened at the last party you went to? It was a three-year-old's bday party, so lots of kids yelling and stuff, haha.

Are you attracted to the last person you Facebook messaged? He's always had a charming smile, but beyond that, no. Especially as an adult now that realizes how fucked up it was that he even wanted a relationship with me when I was 15, I'm completely unattracted to him as an individual.

In your life, who is the person that seems to understand you the most? My mama.

Are you afraid of losing the person you like right now? I'd be absolutely devastated, but it's not something I actively think and worry about, but I accept it's always possible, and I'll survive if it unfortunately does. I will NEVER relive the Jason breakup situation, fucking ever.

Does anyone know your Facebook password? No. Well, Mom might have an old one logged somewhere; once upon a time she kept track of us kids' online accounts.

Would you ever consider getting a piercing in your septum? Nah, not for myself personally.

What’re some unspeakable subjects for you? I've learned through Nicole's career as a children's social worker that I CANNOT handle hearing about certain degrees of abuse towards children, especially when it includes sexual abuse. Like nobody WANTS to hear about that, ever, but she encounters the most batshit insane bullshit you could possibly even imagine, and she's learned that if she's telling Mom about various things that've happened at work, I generally can't be present because I get so fucking upset. It just blows my goddamn mind, the kind of beasts who can pop babies out left and right to ruin, and then there are couples who desperately want children to spoil the shit out of (we know a very specific couple that is this exact description), but can't manage to. It's literally evil.

What was the last thing you cleaned? Besides my own body, my keyboard, I think.

What’s something you have been putting off? I've been putting off finishing and putting stuff up on my Etsy for MAAAAANY months now. I want to do it, but I don't have my own bank account or cards of any sort, so I'm going to have to use my mom's, and idk, I just feel so weird talking to her about it so I just keep... not doing it.

What restaurants do you frequently eat at? Uh I'd say we get like, takeout most often from places like McDonald's or Sonic. We've both been more into Taco Bell than usual lately too, because we've started going to a new location that's super close to us and basically EVERYTHING they make is so much better than other locations we've been to.

Do you like banana pudding with a lot of bananas or more vanilla wafers? I actually really dislike banana pudding, and just banana-flavored things in general (usually).

How many books would you guess you’ve read in the last 5 years? Oh I have no idea, but a depressingly low number, I'm certain.

What was the last message you sent? Haha I was telling Girt about Herb just... Manifesting here

Is it currently warm where you are? UGH yes, at the moment I'm answering this question, it's 81*F out. This is the first day at PT where I really struggled with overheating (Mom's car doesn't have AC so I ALREADY came too warm), like the therapist for the day was really concerned. I just had to sit and drink water more than usual, and we eventually got a wet rag to help me cool off, because I just wasn't otherwise.

Have you ever fallen out of bed? Not that I remember, no.

What do you like on your hot dogs or burgers? I'm suuuuper basic with hot dogs, I generally just want ketchup and mustard. SOMETIMES a little bit of very finely diced onions is fine; they can get overwhelming fast. I'm more open to variety with burgers, but I generally go for ketchup, mustard, pickles, onions (once again, not too many at all), and occasionally bacon. I'm also fine with some amount of mayo on there, but not an overwhelming amount, and I never ask for it as an addition; I only have it if it comes with what I'm ordering.

Are you currently listening to anything? I've???????????? been bingeing that old "If I Had You" Adam Lambert song?????????????? like all day????????????????? fr there are just instances where my music interest for the day just throws me a total curveball, haha. I've been listening to more pop than I used to, for sure.

What’s something you like that is blue? The ocean, especially the really clear and aquamarine-looking ones!!

Have you ever traveled alone? Well I mean, I navigated airports/flew alone going to and coming back from Sara's.

Would you say you are toxic in any way? Let's be pure fuckin honest here: everybody, EVERYBODY, has been and is capable of being toxic in various situations. I myself handled the Jason breakup in an INCREDIBLY toxic manner, and I'm sure that's exactly why he blocked me online. Realistically, there's got to be more cases where I was toxic, that's just the big one that instantaneously comes to mind. We are all imperfect humans, and so we behave imperfectly regularly, and sometimes that includes behaving with toxicity, even when we entirely don't mean it. Now, do I think I as a whole am a generally toxic person, no, I don't at all. I at least try very hard to be the opposite.

What’s one of your favorite memories from the past year? Feeling my legs improve because of physical therapy. PT has been a fucking blessing, and I've still got more sessions to go.

What are some books you’d recommend to someone? My immediate go-to is probably ALWAYS going to be Johnny Got His Gun by Dalton Trumbo, an anti-war novel that really gained popularity (this is also how I discovered it) when Metallica wrote a song, "One," based off of it; the music video is even full of clips from the movie that followed the book. Both are great, but the book is an especially soul-crushing experience that leaves you haunted as shit, like it is ART.

Are you a gold digger? Absolutely not.

Describe the last dream you had: Actually I won't, it was one of THE WEIRDEST dreams I've ever had and NOBODY needs to know the details lmfao, I wish I didn't.

Have you ever been screwed over relationship-wise? Explain: Prefacing: Jason wanting to leave me was fine. I was affecting his mental health. HOWEVER, refusing to communicate how you were struggling with dealing with my depression and breaking up with me after 3 1/2 years over Facebook Messenger and then wanting absolutely, positively nothing to do with me wasn't. It was such a sudden, abrupt split that he performed in an incredibly cowardly manner and showed NO interest in trying to ease the blow to me, someone he supposedly wanted to marry and have a family with. Interesting to note I didn't even BEGIN to heal from the trauma until we met around a year and a half later to actually talk and allow me to find any degree of closure, and I know even that alone wouldn't have done it if I wasn't going to 7-hour therapy sessions for over a month every single weekday at the same time.

Have you ever danced in the moonlight? LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLO THE ODDS OF THIS QUESTION COMING AFTER THAT^, we don't talk about this anymore<33333

Have you ever been with someone but wanted to be with someone else? That was the other part of the reason I left Girt the first time we tried dating, because I thought I liked Sara. The irony of that today, lmao.

What did you do last night? Girt and I finished the second season of Dark and then we were in bed until he needed to go home to get enough sleep to not be a zombie at work today.

Do you have a significant other? If you do, are you kind of crushing on someone else? Yeah, but I'm not even slightly into anyone else. If I was, I wouldn't stay in this relationship because that'd be completely unfair to him.

Have you ever had a threesome? No, I am way too monogamous for that.

#survey #surveys #random questions #personal questions

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chccmpiions · 5 years ago

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crossover au where demons form an alliance with daleks and angels form an alliance with the cybermen, and both decide to try the apocalypse over again on an interdimensional scale, but have to go through the antichrist, the last time lord, two biological metacrisis disasters, a time goddess, a few reckless humans and a few rogue occult beings, among other things:

bad wolf rose who doesn’t quite have a grip on her powers, creating weird disturbances across time and space but also restoring interdimensional travel

metacrisis donna remembering everything after her body’s fully adjusted to having a time lord brain, and also being very good friends with local disaster demon crowley

sam and dean living in pete’s world and trying to hunt rose down after seeing the supernatural effects of the bad wolf’s unstable disturbances, but after catching her and being informed by the bad wolf that something big was coming, they instead just start helping her harness her powers with the added help of everyone’s favorite biological metacrisis doctor

the tardis mysteriously breaking down and landing in the back of aziraphale’s bookshop, allowing the doctor to reunite with donna but also leaving everyone confused about why she’s stuck there. crowley gets a visit not long after from hastur, who tries to convince him to return to hell, but instead of agreeing crowley gets valuable information from hastur about what’s about to happen and hurries to tell the doctor about the alien alliances

crowley definitely gets kidnapped after that and aziraphale is none too pleased about that

he gets taken to pete’s world and escapes the demons that sacked him, but then gets kidnapped by sam and dean, and with some help from rose convinces them that he’s not working with hell. he and rose are best friends now and the meta doctor is endlessly fascinated by him

unit starts picking up on strange patterns of activity from daleks and cybermen, and sam and dean are visited by their crowley (who does not like this skinny british imposter, thank you very much) and are informed of plans to try and eradicate humanity across the dimensions.

the doctor and donna get to do so much catching up and bonding and that’s probably the best part of this whole mess

the doctor and aziraphale do a lot of searching for crowley, and eventually michael comes to admit that she knows where the demon is. now it’s a matter of getting the tardis to work again so they can get to pete’s world and get him back.

rose tries calling the tardis to her, but accidentally calls jenny, who’s also been studying the strange happenings in space and time. she explains that heaven and hell are attempting to recreate the apocalypse, and crowley thinks a certain antichrist might be helpful in this fight

another call to the tardis works much better, and after its bought to pete’s world the doctor and her metacrisis counterpart can fix the time machine together

plus, rose is reunited with the doctor!!! finally!!!! what could this mean for the future!!????

also!!! crowley and aziraphale!!! the angel has many kisses for his demon and it’s all good

now that they’re all here, a plan has to be put together, and humanity has to be ready to fight for their survival. heaven and hell hear about this, and realize that before they fight each other they need to get rid of the one thing standing between them and their last battle- humanity

daleks and cybermen are not pleased by the idea of an alliance, so what will they do? and what happens in the battle between heaven and hell, and humankind? who wins, who loses, and is the apocalypse successful this time around?? they’re are so many potential endings!!!!!!!! such angst potential, fluff potential, everything potential!!!!!

#this does not make sense!!!!!!!! but this is all i got babes!!!!!!!#this au can fit so many canon characters a n d ocs and i love when i can do that #plus all the possible endings???? i love this #it's messy! but i love this #the writer. // ooc #grown up christmas list. // wishlist

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scuttle-buttle · 3 years ago

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WC: 582

Rated: G

Tags: brief mention of faked death/violence, mentions of drinking, domestic life

A/N: yes, i do love to watch QVC’s Christmas in July program while drinking; no, they don’t pay me to promote but they should

🍝

Eighteen months had gone by since your great escape in Riga. You and Helmut didn't quite have to hide like you once did - not after the unfortunate events in Moscow in which the two of you had an absolutely awful run in with the mafia, to which your bodies were later publicly identified in the Moskva River. New identities in tow, not that you asked how he did it, you were free to live your lives. You maintained your own nationality under a new name; Helmut took on the role of your ‘loving German husband’.

You had grown out your hair, even adding new shades to your locks to help change your look. The Baron kept the beard and let his own hair grow a bit longer than he used to. He never complained when you ran your fingers through it constantly; in fact, it drove him nuts when you'd tug on the strands.

Now you sat on the most luxurious couch in a penthouse flat in New York City. Zemo had some things to take care of in his office so you were catching up on American television. You sipped a cup of tea as you watched. Occasionally you would pull out your phone to text Helmut.

You: Juniors mini cheesecake holiday assortment (1:42pm)

You: 24” plug in nostalgic light up tree - green (2:16pm)

You: Retro bluetooth speaker - blue (2:57pm)

Baron 💜: ? (3:02pm)

You: Lladro crystal candle holder set (3:39pm)

You: Philosophy shower gel - Bubbly & Cinnamon Bun (4:03pm)

Zemo’s curiosity had peaked. Wrapping up his work and closing his laptop he went to find you. You sat in the living room, brows furrowed in concentration, as you watched some sort of infomercial. “What is all this nonsense you’ve been texting me, schatz?” He sat down and flipped the fallen hair out of his eyes. “And what are you watching?”

“My wishlist - it’s the Christmas in July sale on QVC. I used to get drunk on cheap liquor and watch it with my friend when we were in undergrad,” you explain.

“Ah, so you are one of those people.”

“Says the man that routinely drops hundreds of dollars on bottles of wine, and had no idea what this even was.” You point to the screen. “This is what us non-royals do for fun, Baron.” He hums through his smirk.

“Oh my god look at those, ugh,” you moan. The most delicious looking mozzarella stuffed meatballs were being displayed now. “Please…” Helmut looked at you from the corner of your eye. He watches as you pull out your phone, type something, then toss it back into your lap. A second later his own phone dings -

Schatz: Mama Mancini’s stuffed meatballs (4:21pm)

He chuckles. “I am sitting right next to you? You don’t need to text me.”

“But I don’t want to forget about it later. I mean look at those things! God, they’re man sized meatballs! With cheese!” you gesture to the man showing off the sauced Italian dish.

“You know they make these things look better than they actually are to entice you to buy them, yes? I could literally buy you anything your heart desires, but you want television meatballs?”

“So?” you defend.

“Schatzi, they are probably terrible.” Your Baron is openly laughing at your antics now.

“Let me live my life, Zemo!” you quip with an exaggerated finger wiggle.

Two weeks later you open the fridge to a case of those stuffed meatballs.

This is kinda the vibe but a little bit shorter beard (just the look, this specific character made some choices)

Tag list: @ay0nha @apparrio @livvyshmiv @fictionlandslanddreams @vinylrosess @typical-bistander @ntlmundy @mymagicsuitcase @anteroom-of-death @somethingthatsaysbubbles @lieutenantn @multiversemarielle @trashbin2 @whatawildone @metalbreakfast @laura-naruto-fan1998 @greeneyedblondie44 @godidontevenknowwhat @marchingicenotes7 @mysticalexpertdaze @loliissmut

#baron on the run series #daniel brühl #daniel bruhl #zemo #sugar daddy zemo #baron helmut zemo #helmut zemo #baron zemo #zemo x reader #zemo x plus sized reader #helmut zemo x reader #baron zemo x reader #tfatws #daniel bruhl zemo #daniel bruhl fanfiction #scuttle-buttle

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nahimjustfeelingit-writes · 5 years ago

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Master List 2024

Erik Killmonger

imagines/One Shots/Series:

Readers first time in wakanda and she has a date with Erik and T’Challa

Reader gives Erik suckie suckie then right before he cums, she stops.

Erik dating an awkward black girl.

Erik hearing his roommate having sex

Erik hearing his roommate having sex PRT TWO

Reader is secretly in love with Erik

Erik and nerdy reader

Erik and his girl trying kinky stuff for her bday

Erik wanted to fuck reader on her period (it’s not a full imagine and I really wanna fix this lol)

Erik takes readers virginity PRT1

Erik takes readers virginity PRT2

Reader telling Erik “I wanna have your baby, please”

Erik fucking reader in the mirror saying “where you going?! Take this dick!”

Erik secretly buying reader gifts from her wishlist

Reader face riding Erik and he overstimulates her/Erik telling the reader “Lemme get in the pussy one time.”

Erik making eye contact with the reader while fingering her in his lap

Erik being all soft and comforting to the reader on her first flight

Erik begging plus size reader to sit on his face

Reader avoiding Erik after play fighting/rough sex

Reader attempting to break up with Erik

Reader watching Erik in a sex club

Reader being intimate with Erik for the first time after being in an abusive relationship

Reader giving Erik the cold shoulder/silent treatment

Reader playing hard to get with Erik

Reader saying another dude’s name while fucking Erik

Erik is the student and reader is the professor

Erik giving his daughter the talk when she gets her first period

Erik angry fucking reader because of how close she is with T’Challa.

Reader working in retail and she’s dealing with a rude customer until Erik shows up

Erik texts his fiancé to come to his bachelor party cuz he wants some pussy. His groomsmen panic when they see her

Erik is a stripper disguised as a pizza delivery guy

Erik watching the reader sleep

Thigh riding Erik

Erik shaved the reader

Erik telling the reader how pretty her pussy is

Erik helping the reader with morning sickness

Erik getting the readers hair wet after she spent all day in the salon getting it done

Reader riding the fuck out of Erik’s dick

Reader avoiding Erik from seeing him very angry

Erik and reader having a one night stand that wasn’t supposed to happen

Erik being the readers bully when they were kids but that changes when he sees her all grown up

Erik finding out the reader got plastic surgery behind his back

Erik having a breast feeding kink

Erik and reader having sex for the first time since their baby was born

Erik and the reader broke down in the middle of nowhere

Reader saying “you can’t handle all this”

Erik and reader playing freaky hide and seek

Reader is shy/bashful/nervous and she tries to avoid Erik after a wild night

Reader finds out she is pregnant and tries to leave but Erik finds out anyway

Erik finding out that T’Challa or MBaku was the readers first

Drive in movie date with Erik

Erik helping reader through an anxiety attack

Erik helping his Wakandan girlfriend speak English

Erik says “don’t get shot tryna be the nigga to comfort my bitch when we going through shit”

Erik dating a Sagittarius

Reader being shy and Erik breaking her out of her shell

Reader having a Daddy kink

Actress/reader doing a sex scene with Erik

Actress/reader doing a sex scene with Erik PRT TWO

Erik catches the reader masturbating and she gets embarrassed.

Reader nervous for Erik to meet her mother struggling with health and sibling with special needs

Reader and Erik’s first Christmas together

Reader has cochlear implants and she hears Erik’s voice for the first time

Reader is a Dom and Erik is a Sub PRT ONE

Reader is a Dom and Erik is a Sub PRR TWO

Reader asking Erik, “If I was Wakandan, what tribe would I be from?”

Reader confesses to Erik that she likes both men and women and he teaches her how to pick up women and a threesome is in the works. PRT ONE

Reader confesses to Erik that she likes both men and women and he teaches her how to pick up women and a threesome is in the works PRT TWO

Erik dating a girl with an old soul

Reader says in the middle of an argument, “I mean, look at me! Why would Erik Stevens want to be with a girl like me?!”

Fun sex with Erik

OC is afraid to moan when she orgasms because she thinks she sounds ugly but Erik persuades her

Pillow talk with Erik and Reader asked, “which scar hurt the most?”

Jill Scott inspired imagine

Reader is a best selling author and she writes a book about past lovers with nicknames

Erik helps reader cope with depression after she looses both of her Parents a year after each other.

Erik nurturing and comforting the reader after she found a lump in her breast

Erik humping his bestfriend/reader x Erik eating out virgin reader turning her out

Reader feeling neglected by Erik

Multiple threesome request with Erik x OC

Erik and Reader have a special dinner and Erik confesses that he loves her. Reader is scared to love again

Erik’s bestfriend shows her freaky side during a heels class giving him a lap dance

Erik’s best friend shows her freaky side during a heels class giving him a lap dance

Reader and Erik’s friends try and set them both up on a blind date but the catch is they’re already dating

Erik cuddles Reader while she is on her period/ Erik has sex with Reader on her period

Erik is a history teacher and Reader is an art teacher who is fucking

Soft Boi Erik and his new wife are on their honeymoon and she prematurely makes him cum multiple times

M’Baku and Erik have the pleasure of sharing a woman for the night

Erik has a new girl who has a baby prior to dating him and the baby daddy ain’t feeling it until him and Erik becomes cool

Reader and Erik take a bae-cation after Reader has her baby. She is having breast pains from breastfeeding so Erik suggests soothing her.

Reader has sex with Erik and he is uncircumcised so he showers her what to do with it.

Perlude: Yahya x Erik x Reader threesome fic introduction

David Kane X Erik Killmonger threesome series: PRT ONE

Erik and Reader have a 16 year old daughter who is disrespectful to them

Erik catches the reader cutting herself so he helps her get through it whether it is to see a therapist or write in a journal

Erik and Reader haven’t had sex in a while because of Reader’s insecurities. She makes it up to him.

Erik is into a lot of verbal talk during sex but his girl is too shy and embarrassed to do it so she moans instead. Erik has an idea to help break her out of her shell.

Erik and Reader are in a Dom/Sub relationship where everyone knows, the Reader is being bratty and Erik punishes her in front of their friends but Reader has a Voyeurism kink and that was her plan.

Plus size reader wants to have sex with the lights on/ Erik is obsessed with how wet plus size reader is

Reader is jealous because their newborn baby looks more like him instead of her

Erik asking plus-sized reader out on a date for the first time

Erik always rubbing the reader's belly because he loves it more than she does

Erik calls the reader while she is at work and he hears one of her male coworkers in the background.

Dominant Erik sees his ex girl friend at a pool party

The reader is shy and a virgin and Erik makes her his sub

Erik convinces the reader that he can make her pussy cum multiple times.

Erik convinces the reader that he can make her pussy cum multiple times prt two

Erik fucking a sex doll and the reader catches him in the act

Erik teaching his daughter how to love her dark skin

In The Morning: One-Shot

Gamer Erik humiliates his girl

Head Cannon: Erik’s girl twerking to annoy him

It’s Your Fucking Birthday Erik!

Assassin Erik and his girl London make up for the lost time

Drug Dealer Erik gets into an entanglement with a married woman

Massage Therapist Erik

Erik and you have relationship issues that need to be resolved

Supermarket run with kids and you run into a guy

The Dancer In The Window

Erik reminiscing on the time he had some good wet puss from a plus-size Baddie. Based off of Cardi B talking about “fat girl pussy”

Erik walks in on his best friends sister leaving the shower. She’s embarrassed about it

Erik walks in on his best friend’s sister leaving the shower. She’s embarrassed about it PART TWO

Erik and his Polynesian/Black best friend finally hook up

it’s the day after halloween and Erik’s girl wants to roleplay

Erik has a foot fetish!

Erik’s girl gets drunk and starts flirting with other men so Erik has to teach her a lesson/ Erik’s girl is wearing waist beads and he notices a boost in her confidence.

Erik has a kink for deep throating. His wife makes a compromise for a new car.

Christmas Series:

Christmas wishes & Mistletoe Kisses chapter one

Christmas wishes & Mistletoe Kisses chapter two

Scream Halloween Series:

The Setup

What’s Your Favorite Scary Movie

Cabin Fever

The Oakland Ghostface

part one

Nasty College Erik Series:

Nasty College Erik: Part One

Nasty College Erik: Part Two

Erik talking real nasty to the reader PRT 3

Erik talking real nasty to the reader PRT

Crazy Erik Series:

Boy next door crazy Erik PRT1

Boy next door crazy Erik PRT2

Boy next door crazy Erik PRT3

Boy next door crazy Erik PRT4

Boy next door crazy Erik PRT 5

Office Bae Erik Series:

Office Bae Erik prt one

Office Bae Erik prt two

Office Bae Erik prt three

Office Bae Erik prt four

Office Bae Erik prt five

Office Bae Erik prt six

Rapper Erik Series:

Rapper Erik got a leaked sex tape and reader slides in his DM’s

Rapper Erik got a leaked sex tape and reader slides in his DM’s PRT TWO

Rapper Erik got a leaked sexy tape and reader slides in his DM’s Part Three

Rapper Erik got a leaked sex tape and reader slides in his DM’s Part Four

Mob Boss Erik Series:

Reades dad is a mob boss and Erik is his enemy. Reader has a big crush on Erik and they end up fucking.

Mob Boss Erik and his Little Rebel Part Two

Daddy Dom Erik and His Princess Series:

Dom Erik and his sub have established rules that need to be followed in their relationship but the reader slips up and receives punishment.

Dom Erik and his sub have established rules that need to be followed in their relationship but the reader slips up and receives punishment PRT TWO

Dom Erik and his sub have established rules that need to be followed in their relationship but the reader slips up and receives punishment PRT THREE

Reader and Erik take a bae-cation after Reader has her baby. She is having breast pains from breastfeeding so Erik suggests soothing her.

Sugar Daddy Erik Series:

older, wiser Erik is a sugary daddy who is into BDSM and Exhibitionism part one

older, wiser Erik is a sugar daddy who is into BDSM and Exhibitionism part two

older, wiser Erik is a sugar daddy who is into BDSM and Exhibitionism part three

older, wiser Erik is a sugar daddy who is into BDSM and Exhibitionism part four

older, wiser Erik is a sugar daddy who is into BDSM and Exhibitionism part five

older, wiser Erik is a sugar daddy who is into BDSM and Exhibitionism part six

older, wiser Erik is a sugar daddy who is into BDSM and Exhibitionism part 7.1

older, wiser Erik is a sugar daddy who is into BDSM and Exhibitionism part 7.2

Sugar Daddy Erik Mood Board

Sugar Daddy Erik Face Claims

Pornstar Erik Series:

Erik is a porn star/ producer and OC wants to become a porn star

Freak Zone: Part One

Freak Zone: Part Two

Trois Series:

Trois: Bisexual Erik/Adonis series preview

Trois: Chapter One

Trois: Chapter Two

Incubus Erik Series:

Incubus Erik x Reader

Incubus Erik x Reader Part Two

Incubus Erik x Reader Part Three

Incubus Erik mood board

Couple’s Getaway Series:

Couple’s Getaway Part One

Couple’s Getaway Part Two

Couple’s Getaway Part Three

Howard Days: Couple’s Getaway Flashback

Couple’s Getaway Four

Couple’s Getaway Five

Doubt: Couple’s Getaway Flashback

Couple’s Getaway Six

Couple’s Getaway Headcannon

Breakaway: Couple’s Getaway

Breakaway: Couple’s Getaway Two

Breakaway: Couple’s Getaway Three

Breakaway: Couple’s Getaway Four

Girl’s Trip Series:

Girl’s Trip part one

Girl’s Trip part two

Toxic Baby Daddy Erik Series:

Toxic Babydaddy Erik preview

Toxic summaries

Toxic part one

Toxic part two

Toxic face claims

Unveiled Series:

Unveiled Preview

Vampire Erik stories:

New Orleans Vampr Erik mood board

Vampr Erik Origin: Part one

Vampr Erik Origin: Part two

Faerie and Vampr: Part one

Faerie and Vampr: Part two

Faerie and Vampr: Part three

Faerie and vampr: Part Four

Faerie and Vampr: Part Five

Halloween Roleplay

Part One

Species: Prototype Series:

Species Erik: Alien Sci-Fi

My New Neighboor Series:

My New Neighbor Part One

The Jaguar’s Maid Series:

The Jaguar’s Maid Part One

Sex Odyssey

Part One

Werewolf Erik Series:

Rise of The Lycan: Snippet

Soulmate: Part One

When The Wolfbane Blooms

Mirror Mirror

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

The Daughter of A siren

Part Four

Don’t Look Under The Bed

Part One

Part Two

Blue Dream

Part one

Neighbors to Lovers

Part one

Part two

Part Three

Part Four

HBCU Confessions

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

A Night Forgotten

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Adonis Creed

Imagines/One Shots/ Mini Series

Adonis is impressed with the Readers boxing skills

Reader says to Adonis “it’s either me or Bianca”

Adonis and Reader is married and sharing their first Christmas together with their twins and new dog

Adonis and Reader made a sex tape that gets leaked

Chris Evans

Imagines/One Shots/Mini Series

Henny Dick Evans: Part One

Henny Dick Evans: Part Two

TAG LIST

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New Taglist 2022!!

Kinktober Fic Challenge

#killmonger imagine #killmonger x reader #killmonger fanfiction #black panther killmonger #erik killmonger #nahimjustfeelingit-writes #adonis creed #creed #creed ii

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parkmuse · 5 years ago

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Cat Got Your Tongue Pt. 1 (M)

Word Count: 5,470 (Reposted) (Wonhopes Masterlist)

Taco ain’t your innocent kitty no more.

cr.

“Come on Y/N, you can’t stay holed up in your apartment. Let’s go out and have fun!”

Eunji jumps onto you, rattling the bed frame as she whips the sheets off of you.

“Don’t wanna,” You groan.

“You can’t be like this forever, Y/N.”

You groan again, bringing the bed sheets back up to cover your face. “Yes I can. Just let me be, I want to lay here like a potato for the next 40 years. Come visit me every day to put food next to me.”

“Oh my god you’re so dramatic. Namjoon was a jackass, okay? And fuck Yoona too! You’re better off without the both of them.” She pats the top of your head that isn’t wrapped under the sheets.

You can’t help but feel like this. Your boyfriend of two years along with your best friend since elementary were hooking up behind your back, and you caught them red handed in your previously shared apartment with your loving boyfriend. You immediately kicked them out, telling them to never show their faces again there and took any cherished memories you’ve had with them, dumping them in the trash. One of the things you couldn’t help but keep was the chain around your neck, holding the ring Namjoon gave to you on your second anniversary. You didn’t have the heart to toss it, still pathetically leaving it around your neck in hopes that this whole scenario was just all a dream.

“You know, I heard they’re having 50% off your favorite hot cocoa at the mall~”

You peek your head from under the covers, “50% off?”

“Yes, and I’ll even pay for you.”

She knows you can’t turn away free food, especially if it’s your favorite drink. You spring from the bed and run to your wardrobe. “Okay you got a deal. Give me 5.”

Once you and Eunji made your way to the outdoor mall, you instantly regretted it. Hundreds of couples swarmed the area, going on dates to see the massive Christmas tree and have a romantic walk through the winter wonderland. Thousands of lights twinkled from above, and the snow that fell made it look even more beautiful.

You and Namjoon had planned to go here together this week. You two were supposed to stop by the café with him getting you a hot chocolate and a cappuccino for himself. Afterwards, you were going to walk around candy cane lane and end at the big Christmas tree, snuggling into each other for warmth as you admire the lights.

Seeing all the couples that were doing what you were supposed to do with him made you feel sick and even more depressed.

“I don’t think this was a good idea after all Eunji,” You groan. “I think I just want to go back home.” You start turning away but she locks her arm into yours.

“No! We just got here! Come on Y/N, you’ve been home all week. We’ve come this far, the café is right there!”

You sigh. “All these cheesy couples are making me nauseous.”

She turns to whisper in your ear, “I’ll be your boyfriend.”

You smack her arm. “As much as you persuade me with food I don’t think this relationship would work out, I like dick too much.”

She laughs aloud, “How do you know I don’t have one?”

“Did you just admit to me that you have a dick?”

“Okay sorry to burst your bubble because I don’t. But enough dick talk we have to hurry or the line will get longer!” She says, dragging you to the entrance of the café.

After grabbing your drinks you set outside to wander around the center of the mall, beautifully decorated with warm holiday colors. The tree had to be at least 50 ft tall or so, crimson ribbons cascading down along its sides with gold and silver ornaments hanging throughout. On top of that was the beautiful brightly lit star to complete it.

You and Namjoon were supposed to put up your tree this weekend. Placing the star on top was your favorite part-

“Y/N, if you keep moping like that I’m going to punch your boob.”

“Okay, okay!” You say, covering up your chest. “I know I should be angry and forget about it all but I can’t help but still feel this way. It was two whole years of being together after all. And Yoona was my best friend my whole life.” You sigh and take a sip of your drink, watching as a couple kisses under the same mistletoe you and Namjoon would every year.

You turn back to her. “I really appreciate you trying to make me feel better, I really do. But I think I just want to go home for today.” You give her a faint smile and pat her shoulder.

Eunji frowns, then reluctantly starts following you back to the car.

You’re almost out and away from all the hoard of couples making their way to go and see the tree when Eunji pulls you back all of a sudden.

“Y/N, let’s just do this one thing first and then I promise I’ll take you home.”

You look at her confused, “What?”

She points to the side, where you see a little fenced village covered in fake snow and towers of presents. “Let’s go see Santa!”

You frown. “I’d rather not, I don’t want to sit on some perv’s lap,” you say as you tug your arm away. She grabs ahold of it again, tugging you toward that direction.

“Just do it! Do it for me? Please? Come on please please pleasepleaseplease-“

“Okay! If you shut up and take me home right after,” You huff.

Eunji squeals in delight, locking her arms onto yours again and dashes towards Santa’s village.

The inside was a lot cuter than you expected it to be. There were reindeer tracks on the ground, cookies and milk out for Santa, and “elves” around the area spreading Christmas joy. At the very end, Santa was on his candy cane throne with an ecstatic child on his lap, blabbering every little thing he wanted for Christmas. Santa was as jolly as he should be, telling the kid how if he stays on the nice list he’ll definitely get what he wants.

After taking a picture with the child, the kid ran back off to his mom.

“Ho ho ho! Okay, who’s next?” The wannabe Santa yells aloud.

“She’s next!” Eunji yells, pointing at you and pushing you in his direction.

“Eunji, I don’t want-“

“Okay Miss! Come over here with your Wishlist!”

At this point you couldn’t really reject, especially with all these people already staring at you. You sigh and reluctantly make your way over to him.

You were definitely not going to sit on his lap because you were a grown woman and that would have just been really weird, so you decided to just sit on the chair right beside his.

“What’s your name young lady?”

“Y/N,” You politely smile to him.

“What a pretty name! And Ms. Y/N, what would you like for Christmas?”

Namjoon.

You shook your head. What were you thinking? You weren’t going to say that to him. What other thing did you want for Christmas so you can get this over with?

“Nothing in particular…”

“She wants a boyfriend!” Eunji yells from the side.

You shot her a death glare, then she giggles and winks at you.

“Well Ms. Y/N, is that what you really wish for?”

You look at him with a blank stare, and end up shrugging. “I think I’m tired of boys.”

Santa lets out a hearty laugh, then pats you on the shoulder.

“You know Ms. Y/N, love is an adventure. You’ll fall in love, and you’ll fall out of love. You’ll cry, you’ll be angry, happy, you’ll feel every emotion you could possibly ever think of in every bit of your beautiful being. Sometimes, we have to go through a few obstacles before we find it.”

He leans over with his hand covering his mouth to the side. “Want in on a little secret?”

You look at him, curious as to what he was talking about.

“I, Santa Claus, can help make your wish come true. I remember your name on my nice list Ms. Y/N. And you look like a kind, selfless young lady and I am sure you will find love very soon.” He points to you. “But I need your help. If you really really believe in your wish, it’ll definitely come true.”

You look at him, smile so sincere and eyes so genuine that for a second you actually believe in him. You nod back at him out of politeness, and give him a faint smile.

“Okay! Now let’s take a picture!”

You both smile for the camera, then afterwards you stand up from the chair. Before you leave, he grabs a hold on your hand, making you turn back to look at him.

“Just believe Ms. Y/N. Even if it’s a little bit; don’t lose hope. And you never know, love might be closer than you think. Maybe right under your nose! Merry Christmas!” He gives you a heartwarming smile and you reciprocate, then nod and leave back to Eunji.

You finally get home to your apartment, chucking off your boots and tugging off your beanie. You quickly change into some comfy sweats and a big, warm sweater then find solace in your warm comforter.

You lay on your side, and a shiny object catches your eye.

The ring attached to the necklace around your neck that Namjoon gave to you on your anniversary.

You caress the last piece you have left of him, then sit up to take it off your neck. You stare at the object in your hands, then think about what Santa had said earlier that night.

Sometimes, we have to go through a few obstacles before we find love.

Maybe Namjoon was just one of those obstacles.

You really thought he was the one, but you probably had it all mixed up.

If you really really believe in your wish, it’ll definitely come true.

You really did want to find the one someday.

As dumb as you really thought it was, maybe he’s right. You just really have to believe, and your wish will come true. You’ll find a great guy that will treat you right someday.

At that moment, a furry figure jumps onto the bed and tugs the necklace out of your hand, dropping it to the floor. You were about to yell at him but he brushes himself against your hand, purring as he tries to get you to cuddle him.

You can’t help but smile at him wanting attention from you, then start petting him. “What’s up with you today, Taco?”

You’ve had your cat for a couple of years, way before you started dating Namjoon. You rescued him when he was just a little kitten, stuck in the tree in front of your house. His endless cries made you pity him, so you ended up climbing up and getting him down. After that, he stuck to you like glue and you ended up keeping him.

Not only was it loving, warm cuddles he would give to you that made you fall for him, it was his beautiful coat too.

His light caramel fur along with some chocolate spots, the cute little mole that resides on the tip of his nose that you loved to kiss along with the one under his right eye. What always leaves this cutie so captivating is his gorgeous jade colored eyes that shines like an emerald in the rough.

You’re about to bend down to grab the necklace again, but your thoughts stop you.

Why hold onto it? Namjoon wasn’t worth it, and you knew it too.

Taco runs his head along the palm of your hand again, nudging you to pay attention to him. You chuckle, petting him and taking him in your arms as you lay back down on the bed. He snuggles himself into your neck, tickling your skin and making you giggle.

“What do I need him for? What do I need a man for when I have you, Taco?” You say as he purrs into your neck.

“You’re as loyal as ever, and you’ll always be there for me, right?” Once you say that he places a paw on your cheek, making you look over. He moves closer to you, licking your top lip and cutely meows to you.

“Want me to do it back?” He meows back to you again and you giggle. “If only you were human Taco, we’d be perfect.” You kissed the mole on his nose and snuggled closer into him, cuddling with each other until you both fell asleep.

You were having the nicest dream that night. You dreamt that you fell asleep, so warm and comfy completely engulfed in someone’s arms. It must have been your other half, the man of your dreams (literally). He smelled faintly of peppermint, and the alluring smell made you feel even more cozy. You snuggle yourself into the warm embrace, leaving you to face his chest and take in more of his scent.

You slowly opened your eyes, feeling a little better from the previous day.

All of a sudden this feeling of unsettledness churns in the pit of your stomach, because you’re awake and yet strangely, the dream is still continuing.

The smell of peppermint continues to fill your senses, and the inviting warmth surrounds your figure. The arms around you hug you tighter. Legs are tangled into yours, and you can hear light breathing of the person next to you as they rest their chin on the top of your head.

Namjoon?

Your heart is beating a mile a minute. Did he come back? Is he sorry for what he’s done?

He never smelled this way though. He doesn’t feel this way when he’s hugging you.

Who the fuck is it?

You slowly look up, scared shitless of who it could possibly be.

You’re met with an unrecognizable face, and you hate yourself for thinking this at that moment but he was beautiful.

Actually, he was ethereal.

His chocolate hair was a bit messy, but his bangs hung down a little over his eyes. His caramel skin was so smooth, and he smelled amazing. One distinct feature of his caught your eye though.

He had a tiny mole right on the tip of his nose.

You couldn’t figure out why that felt so familiar to you at the moment because now you were freaking out.

You jumped out of your bed, finally realizing the reality of the situation. There was a stranger that broke into your home and snuck into your bed.

Why didn’t Taco make any sound? Where was he?

You couldn’t go and look for him now as you stumble around, frantically trying to look for your cell phone to call the police. As you’re going through your drawer, you hear a deep, husky voice speak to you.

“What are you doing so early, Y/N?”

You freeze on the spot.

How the fuck did this guy know your name? How did he even get into the house?

You slowly turn back to look at him, then you spotted something you didn’t notice before. He was sprawled on the bed, lazily looking at you as he rubs one of his eyes. Right at the top of his head, you see what looks like…ears?

Not ears that a normal human would have on the sides of their head. No, fucking cat ears resting right at the top of his head.

Some furry loving cat cosplayer weirdo just broke into your home.

Immediately, you grab your hairspray from the top drawer and point it in his direction.

“W-Who the fuck are you? What the fuck are you doing in my house, laying with me on my bed?”

He looks at you a bit confused, and now he’s fully awake. He slowly sits up, and that’s when you really notice something.

He’s staring straight at you, jade eyes shining brightly. Almost the same jade eyes that mesmerizes you every day that belonged to-

“…Taco?”

He makes a sound that almost sounds like a hiss under his breath, “My name isn’t fucking Taco, it’s Tae!”

His ears perk up straight and as he sits up even more, the bedsheets fall from his figure. Completely exposed to you is his broad shoulders and defined collarbones, followed by his toned, smooth stomach that had a faint etch of a six pack coming along.

His eyes follow yours that scanned his impeccable figure, and his eyes widen in surprise. “Woah, when did this happen?”

He continues to look at himself, running his hand along his forearms and touching his face. “When did I turn human?”

He grabs ahold of the sheets, pulling it up slightly to look under. He raises a brow, then nods his head. “Well, still got it going on down here in Tae town-“

He’s about to lift the sheets completely off of himself, but you stop him with a scream.

“NO! FOR GODS SAKE KEEP IT ON!”

He freezes, then lets go of the sheet. He cranes his neck to the side, staring at you as his ears falter a bit. “Why are you pointing that at me?”

“Who are you? Why are you here? Why are you NAKED IN MY BED!?” You yell in frustration.

He’s still looking at you in confusion. “You don’t recognize me in this form?”

“Form? What form?”

He gestures a hand around himself. “This form. My human form.”

You look at him as if he’s talking like some psychopath. “Dude, I don’t know who the hell you are but please leave and take your cat dressing fetish out of my home or I’m going to call the police.”

He huffs in annoyance. “It’s me, Taco.”

Taco? Your cat?

He points to his face. “Can’t you tell by my eyes? Or the mole on my nose you always kiss?”

He reaches above his head, tugging on his ears. “These aren’t fake by the way, and I don’t have a cat dressing fetish. I am a cat.” He runs a hand through his hair, “Your cat. And my name isn’t Taco, it’s Tae. I fucking hated that name,” He says with a frown.

You slowly lower the hairspray, then drop your hands to your sides.

“…Taco?”

“TAE!” He yells to you, making you jump in your spot.

He clears his throat. “Sorry. It’s Tae though, that’s my name. I'm not a damn taco.”

He scratches the back of his head, “Look, I know this is really weird and all, but it’s me. I don’t really know why this happened either, but what’s done is done.” He looks at you, no hint of hostility in his eyes.

You slowly make your way over to him, and he stays in one place as not to scare you. You sit in front of him on the bed, looking over all of his features.

His skin tone and his hair color is just like Tacos. The mole under his right eye, his striking jade eyes. When you look closely, his eye shape and his pupils is really similar to a cats. You slowly reach forward, touching his mole on his nose.

It was very faint, but for a second you thought you heard him…purr?

You move your hand higher, reaching for his ears. You tug at them lightly, realizing that they really are attached to his head. You slowly run your hand down along it in complete awe.

This is all real.

This is actually happening to you.

Without thinking you accidentally scratch the underside of his ears, and he lets out a deep moan. You move your hand back quickly in shock, “Oh my god, sorry-“

He quickly catches your hand in his, then brings his face into your palm.

“No, it felt good. I love when you do that to me.” He rubs his face against your hand, running his cheek across it as he lets out low purrs.

“Touch me more.”

Your face goes crimson red, then you quickly snatch your hand from out of his grasp and jump from the bed.

“Okay, so let me get this straight. You’re Tac-Tae, and overnight you turned human. Well semi human because you still have fucking cat ears. You’re not some weirdo cat cosplayer that broke into my home to kidnap me, but you’re my cat that turned human?”

He shrugs, “I guess you can put it that way.”

You can’t believe this is seriously happening.

This is like some weird fictional drama scenario. How could this have possibly happen? Did someone put some curse on you? You let out a gasp, then remembered what happened the night before.

Santa and your wish. You hoping to find a kind, loyal and loving boyfriend.

You saying that if Taco were human then you’d be perfect for each other.

“I didn’t LITERALLY mean it!” You yelled aloud to yourself all of a sudden.

Tae jumped in his seat, looking even more confused as ever. “What the hell are you yelling about?”

You stared at him bug eyed.

This is not happening. This cannot be happening. Your cat did not just turn human.

Santa did not just turn your cat into a human because you can’t find a real guy in the world who you’d have a chance with.

Was there really no chance with anyone else? You’re last resort is your cat?

You scream again, groaning as you throw yourself face first into the bed.

“I’m hopeless. And I’m going crazy.” You flip around and grab a pillow, throwing it over your face. “This all has to be a dream. I’m going to die alone.”

You feel rough hands grab ahold of yours, pulling the pillow off of your face. You’re met with Tae’s, a mere inches from yours as he hovers over you from the side.

“Hey, stop being so dramatic. You have me. I’m yours, remember?” He nudges his face a bit into your hand.

You stare in silence as you watch his movements. He’s the exact same way as he was when he was a cat, only in a grown man’s body. He still nudges into your palm, and you can’t help that a small smile crept on your lips.

You instinctively caress his face, watching as he hums in content. Taco loved when you would pet him, especially when you ran your fingers along his head. You did the same with Tae, seeing him get lost in your touch.

You gently scraped your nails through his hair, actually forgetting how crazy this all was, and at that moment all of a sudden he jumps on top of you with a groan.

He places one leg between both of yours, straddling one leg and putting both his hands beside your head as you look at him in shock. He kneels down, bringing his face to yours so close you can feel his heavy breaths on your lips.

He rubs his face against yours, cheek to cheek, then runs his nose along your jawline with hot pants. You’re too shaken to even move at this point, leaving both hands on either side of you.

He continues to bring his face lower, rubbing himself into the juncture of your neck that he loved to do so much.

He ran his nose along the side, then darted his tongue out to give your neck a quick swipe. The wet muscle sliding along your skin woke you up instantly, then you push his chest back.

“Get off of me!”

His eyes widen, ears faltering as he pouts at you. “Why? You used to let me all the time.” He tries to lower his face again, but you push against him again.

“That was different! You can’t do that anymore!” A blush was creeping up your face and it was really starting to get hot in here.

“What’s different? Nothing’s different! Woah, what’s wrong with your face? Are you sick?” He touches your cheek, faintly running his thumb across your face. He stares at you in concern with his jade eyes, craning his neck to the side.

“I-I’m fine, just get off of me will you-“

You stop midway through your sentence because you felt something touch your thigh. You lifted your leg a little out of reflex, confused at what just hit you.

“Ahh,” Tae drops his head to your shoulder, struggling to keep himself upright.

“C-Can you do that again?” He pants hotly into your ear.

Then it clicked in your head.

You looked down slightly, your eyes scanning his naked figure from waist up. Once you realize what part of his body is resting against your thigh, your face goes red as a tomato and you scream aloud, pushing him completely off of you.

He rolls to the side with an oof! then you jump up faced away from him.

“Oh my god your- and my thigh- oh my god,” you cover your face up with your hands as you groan.

“Oh god, I need to take a shower…just stay there please, I’ll be back,” You say as you frantically make your way to the bathroom.

You click the door shut, then slide down the wall and onto the floor.

My cat’s…human. Taco is…Tae, a human?

This has to be some crazy prank Eunji is pulling on you.

She hired some hot weirdo to sleep on your bed and pretend he’s your cat, that way you can get over Namjoon quickly. She wouldn’t go as far as hiring a stranger to do this to you though. What the fuck is happening?

You still need time to wrap all of this around your head.

You let out a heavy sigh. A hot shower would be really nice right now.

You get up, removing all your clothes as you make your way into the shower. You turn on the hot water and let it slide down your figure, letting the warmth run down your face. You hum in content, letting it relax you.

What the hell were you going to do? If Tae really is your cat, is he going to live with you from now on? What about his ears?

Does he still eat cat food? Does he still shit in the litter box because you are not fucking down to clean that shit-

You reached down to grab your shampoo, but grab something else that felt really funny.

You look down. It looked like a rope, all hairy and brown. What the fuck is this?

You tug it closer to inspect it better, but a husky groan stops you in your tracks. What the fuck was that-

“Mm, fuck, don’t pull so hard. While you’re at it, do you mind getting my back?”

You turn to see Tae, back faced to you and butt naked in the shower. He’s rubbing body wash into his chest, but stopped with a moan once you accidentally gripped whatever was in your hand again. You look at what you’re still holding and what you see makes you mortified.

A tail. A fucking tail attached right above his damn buttcrack and you’re holding the tip in your hand-

“Ahh, don’t-“ He grips onto the ledge for support, legs slightly wobbling as his ears fold on his head. “Please, be gentle.” He pants.

You immediately let go of him, then push him out of the shower.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GET OUT!” You manage to spit out. You shut the shower door behind him as you attempt to cover yourself up.

“What?! We do this all the time!” He tries to open the door again but you hold it closed.

“NO! SHOWER ALONE WHEN I’M DONE! JUST GET OUT!”

“But I still have soap in my-“

“OUT!”

“Fine! You’re so fucking weird, I’ll just wash it out in the sink,” He huffs, walking out of the bathroom.

Once you hear the door click you yell for a good 10 seconds into your towel. What the FUCK is happening?

After spending the next half hour reevaluating your life choices and asking God why he would do this to you, you finally find the courage to walk out of the bathroom. You slowly peek your head out, looking both ways to see where Tae could have gone. You didn’t want to see him butt naked again, or even worse, his tail.

After the coast was clear, you creeped around to find where he went off to. It was eerily quiet. Did he leave?

Was this all a figment of your imagination?

You hear a groan in the living room and jump, then slowly tiptoed your way to the direction of the sound. You look around your living room with no sign of him, but when you made your way around the couch you found him fast asleep on top.

He wasn’t naked (thank god), he was wearing a white t-shirt and some black basketball shorts. He must have grabbed Namjoon’s clothes that were left in the closet, then knocked out after the shower.

You walked over, kneeling down in front of him. You looked at every detail on his face, still in shock of how much he actually did look like your cat.

His skin and hair was the same color as Taco’s fur, and his moles were in the exact same spots. You can’t help but lightly touch his hair, watching as he rests so calmly on the couch just like you would with Taco every day.

He moves a bit in his sleep, nudging himself closer into your touch as he stretches farther along the couch. You chuckle, remembering how your cat would do that all the time when you petted him.

You examine his ears on his head again, then lightly brush your fingertips along it. They looked so realistic, salmon colored on the inside and a chocolate brown on the back to match his hair color. You couldn’t see his tail right now since they were under him, but from the shower it did feel very realistic as well.

As much as you wanted to, you didn’t have the heart to tell Tae he couldn’t live here. He reminded you too much of your most precious pet, and Taco was nowhere to be found. And as crazy as it sounds, you’re really starting to think he is your cat.

Your thoughts are lost when Tae jerked a bit, suddenly bringing his hand to rest on your cheek. You freeze as he slowly opens his eyes, the jade colored pupils pulling you into a mesmerizing trance once again. In a blink of an eye, he moves forward toward you, bringing his lips a mere inches from yours.

He darts his tongue out, gently caressing your top lip with a swipe. He moves back, licking his pink lips as he stares back at you.

“Do it back.”

You’re still frozen on the spot, too lost in what he just did to respond to him so you just stare back at him with wide eyes. He continues to look at you, then huffs in annoyance.

“You don’t remember or something? Like this,” He brings his lips up to your face again, but leaves a chaste kiss on the tip of your nose.

“Now do it to me.”

You’re still trying to comprehend that he literally just licked your lips and kissed your damn nose, and you’re at a loss for words.

“Do you want me to do it again?” He grabs ahold of your face in his hands, then brings his lips back to you. “Like this-“

“I get it!” You push him backwards onto the couch, then immediately stand up. “Stop that. I-I just don’t want to.”

“Why?”

You turn to look at him, and he actually looked really sad. Just like when you wouldn’t give Taco attention, his ears would fold and he’d look at you with big, glossy eyes.

“W-We have to figure out how to turn you back. This isn’t good, Tac-Tae.”

“What if I can’t? What if I stayed like this forever?”

What if he did? What would you do?

“You said if I was human, we’d be perfect for each other.”

He understood that?

“And if it’s worth anything, I’m way bigger than Namjoon ever was-“

You smack him on the back of the head, earning a groan from him. “What?!”

“Idiot!” You stand up, walking away to your bedroom. This is going to be a Christmas to remember.

#taehyung fic #tae x reader #taehyung x reader #readr insert #kim taehyung #bts fic #tae fic #hybrid tae #wonhopes

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zebraljb · 4 years ago

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Kingsman (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Major Character Death Relationships: Harry Hart | Galahad/Gary "Eggsy" Unwin Characters: Harry Hart | Galahad, Gary "Eggsy" Unwin, Daisy (Kingsman), Michelle Unwin Additional Tags: Christmas Fluff, Gifts, wishlist Series: Part 2 of Winter Wonderland 2020 Summary:

Eggsy doesn't tell Harry what he wants for Christmas, but Harry manages to find the things that would make Eggsy happiest of all.

Prompt - Wish List

#kingsman fic #hartwin

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ssincielo · 4 years ago

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in the mood to talk abt lourdes’ CHILDHOOD + HOME so hey. tw for: mentions of dr*gs, a lil’ light violence, and the fact this got kinda lengthy ��cause i got carried away and couldn’t focus on one topic so i just talked abt everything.

lourdes grew up in a public housing complex in east harlem — a three bedroom apartment, floor seven door F, once occupied by lucia and her older sister elise, until elise moved upstate and gave the place to lucia when she’d gotten pregnant with ramone. plus, she clearly needed the space more anyway, considering how many times alonzo spent the night. or hid out at their place.

at first, it was just lucia and ramone living there after he’d been born. alonzo was in and out, super non-committal, had other girls he’d been entertaining and a street to run. it wasn’t until he’d gotten another fling of his, jennifer, pregnant with beatrice — then put jennifer in a situation where she took the fall for him during a drug raid, did lonzo actually take full responsibility for beatrice and move in with luce. talk abt trifiling.

by the time lourdes was born, albeit a few weeks early and after some time in the NICU (which, her birth story is a whole tale within itself. long story short, alonzo’s exes had bad blood and jumped a heavily pregnant lucia on her way home from the train station. cue early labor. cue luce sending her cousins to beat the bitches in question up in retaliation.), ramone was eight and beatrice was four. (and fully adopted by lucia, since she actually got alonzo to calm down and he actually decided to marry her.) for a while, ramone and bea had their own rooms and lourdes slept in a crib / toddler bed in lonzo and lucia’s room until she was around four or five herself. at that point, they just bought a cheap little day bed and shoved her in beatrice’s room since they were both girls and closer in age.

first and foremost, home was switzerland for alonzo. he never liked having people in and out of the house that he didn’t consider to be family, blood or otherwise. never conducted business where he laid his head, designated areas where he and his boys would meet and do drops. and since he was known to have an unpredictable ass temper in the streets, nobody dared to actually cause some shit where his kids and his old lady lived at. (that’s not to say that there weren’t a few rivals and enemies bold enough to try something, but they learned their lesson rather quickly and often walked away with a few fingers and teeth missing. if they were lucky enough to walk away at all.) so growing up, the santino kids had little to no exposure until they either came of school age hanging around other kids or happened to be out in the street with alonzo when shit popped off.

by the time ramone was about fourteen, he was fully aware of his father’s status and dealings, and decided he wanted to be the man just like him. there were efforts to sway him, obviously, but alonzo was still kinda trifling and didn’t try very hard to resist his first born son following in his footsteps. he still tried to get him to pursue other interests, but ramone knew that to actually get off the block rather than simply working nine to fives, you either had to trap or you had to ball. so he gets jumped in behind lucia’s back, made to be an errand boy for a little while, then started peddling dime bags of weed and some pills between school and parties. beatrice is ten and about to enter middle school cheerleading, lourdes is six and under her mother all the time after a few bad colds and hospital scares.

ramone is eighteen, fully immersed in making friends with the bangers who loitered in the courtyard of the apartment day and night, and has a few bands stashed in his bedroom. beatrice is fourteen & just entering high school, smitten by her older brother’s cute older friends, and gets caught up in pushing a (much older) boyfriend’s drugs that she gets cuffed at home and given house arrest. lourdes is ten, starting to come of age, and curiosity and nosiness is more or less her first exposure with all that goes on. she also develops her irrational fear of heights after beatrice tries (and nearly succeeds) to push her off of the seventh floor terrace. like, the siblings were great whenever they got along, but when one annoyed the other...yeah. usual sibling shit. just they would full on beat each other’s asses occasionally.

at a certain point, ramone up and leaves the apartment — he doesn’t exactly move out, because his bedroom still held all of his shit and he was always at the apartment come nightfall, but he’s pretty much in and out by the time he hits his twenties. only really came around for dinner, or to walk lourdes up the block on her way to school, or god forbid, when he needed a place to duck out until things cooled off. beatrice is coming up on sixteen and seventeen herself, and despite lourdes still sharing a bedroom with her into their teenage years, she’s...not exactly around much, either. still caught up in her boyfriends. still caught up in emulating her mother. lourdes, having already been made to properly fire a weapon by alonzo at this point, spends most of her nights going to sleep alone and being woken up in the middle of the night by either ramone sneaking home or lucia screaming at beatrice because she’d been gone for hours and she nearly called the police. (and while the santino kids were never explicitly kicked out or told they needed to leave at a certain age, there were still rules to follow under their roof! so every so often, their big grown asses would just be in and out of the apartment throughout late teens and twenties.) things start getting tumultuous, and it’s around this time that lourdes is hiding her brother’s drugs under her bed, coming home to beatrice curled up crying in her bed from time to time, lucia and lonzo arguing that they need to start backing away from this shit, and lourdes pretending that Everything Is Fine and trying to do normal high school girl shit to cope.

after ramone gets shot and killed outside of the building while on his way home, literally everything goes to shit. beatrice stops coming home, alonzo nearly goes to prison, lucia is trying to run her clothing shop and be a parent and mourn her only son at the same time, and lourdes is just. fucking angry — at her brother dying, at her father, at being made to actually shoot a person and having to wash someone’s blood off of her hands when she was supposed to be planning her prom dress and senior year. eventually she, too, falls victim to the lifestyle and gets herself jumped in because she thinks it would make everything go back to normal, and she drops out to stay at home, take up some job as a clothing store cashier, and trap full time. lourdes literally lives in her and beatrice’s childhood bedroom until she’s twenty, entertains then drops a few boyfriends that offer to move her in or some dumb shit, and when alonzo finds out she went behind his back to go work for the oversacces, he (completely against lucia’s word) gives her one bag to pack and throws her out for disrespecting him / not being loyal to family. cool cool cool.

aside from like...all of That, lucia and alonzo still live in that same apartment complex. beatrice comes around from time to time, having gotten engaged to her longtime boyfriend (again, an affiliated guy she met through ramone’s clique). alonzo bought out and owned a junkyard when lourdes was like, fifteen, so that’s his little hobby while lucia still owns her own tailoring & clothing store. there’s a huge mural for ramone on the side of the apartment building, because he was a social butterfly and often helped a few tenants out and old ladies loved him for some reason, and lourdes is literally on the proverbial ‘do not allow to enter’ list. i mean, the last few times she tried to get into the building, she’s getting her ass whooped by the rotation of old affiliates that still hang out and smoke in the courtyard. one of these days, alonzo might soften up and let her back in their life — but he’s stubborn. and a man. and often times, doesn’t even wanna listen if you were to bring lourdes up. so you can assume how that goes. lucia, however, mails lourdes some of her stuff and her old stuffed animals from time to time, and during christmas especially, sends her shit off of her amazon wishlist with a take out container of tamales and a slice of her famous dulce de leche cake. lucia > alonzo.

it’s worth noting that not everything was bad, though. there were birthday dinners, big parties for holidays like fourth of july and thanksgiving, lucia blowing money on giving the girls their quinceañeras, summers riding bikes and roller skating around the block, spending all their change on mister softy’s and coco helados up at the corner, getting lit up on the terrace and reminiscing with her siblings, sneaking in crushes (and eventually getting caught). lourdes has more good memories than bad, for what it’s worth, and they were actually a rather normal family unit most of the time. plus, her parents were overly affectionate as fuck, they were well fed and well clothed, moderately spoiled. like shit was all good!! so you’ll never catch lourdes speaking down on her family, or about the community she was brought up in.

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nolongerironicteenwrites · 5 years ago

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happy ficmas my kiddos. sometimes i feel like a mother goose to all of you. anyway, i wanted to start this with something i have been waiting to do which it write my ocs so here we go i wanna write for yumi with this prompt. also, i realize that maybe i should have done this yesterday considering it should be 12 days but i am going through a lot currently so?

reader prompt: “Secret Santa? Really?”

Tokoyami Fumikage and Yumi Aki

Years since their days at UA Yumi and Tokoyami went on their separate ways, nothing of hard feelings but grew apart and went to work on their separate ways. Until three or so months ago when Yumi was transferred to another hero agency. She walked into the new agency and there she saw him.

“Tokoyami?”

“Oh, Yumi! How are you?” he asked.

“I’m great, I’m great. You?”

“Oh, same actually.”

The two friends took time to catch up before Yumi needed to be pulled away to do actual work. Tokoyami watched her leave with a small smile on his face. He didn’t realize until now that he missed her as much as he does. It's been a few years.

Every day he could he tried to get close to her but to no avail. That was hard for him to have to deal with. His coworkers picked up on what was going on with him.

A coworker stops him one morning while he’s looking at Yumi from his spot in the office.

“So what’s your story?”

“We dated in high school, she was the love- is the love of my life but we grew apart and I regret that. I wish, I wish we could- you know?” Tokoyami sighed.

“I get how you feel, but it's never too late for this you know?”

Tokoyami looked on at Yumi who was looking up at someone who was bringing her some paperwork. She smiled broadly at the intern and began the new set of paperwork. Tokoyami just shook his head and looked away. She wasn’t going to give him the time of day.

Yumi felt that she was being watched. She figured who it was but she wasn’t going to call him out. She smiled to herself, it was her little secret.

Months pass and the two have casual conversations with one another almost dancing around each other but neither one really said anything to the other. Tokoyami and Yumi work well together and they seem to be put together often enough that their coworkers picked up on it.

Once Christmas rolled around the group of heroes decided to play a game of Secret Santa among themselves.

“Yo, Tokoyami pull an envelope.”

“Secret Santa, really?” he asked, unamused.

“Come on, she’s playing.” they winked.

He waved it off but pulled one anyway. Once alone he pulled open the envelope and his heart sank, in a mix of dear and excitement. The wishlist, written in very distinctive handwriting, read Yumi.

“Goodness.” he breathed out, uncertain.

He had Yumi for Secret Santa. He wanted to be swallowed by the floor.

Yumi was sitting on her desk when the coworker walked up to her with the last envelope. She smiled at him and pulled her knees to her chest and waved goodbye. She pulled open the envelope to reveal the Tokoyami’s wish list. Yumi's heart skipped a beat, and her excitement was too much to try and keep down. Her cheeks were aflame, but she was happy none the less.

“Come on Yumi, let’s get going,” Tokoyami called clasping his cape.

“I’m coming,” she replied, hopping down and grabbing her gloves.

Weeks passed from this moment and it’s the holiday party night. Yumi was getting ready for the night at her Uncle’s.

“Where are you going?” Shouta asked.

“Company party how’s this dress?”

“It’s pretty the tights are a nice touch and the boots are cute shouldn’t you wear a little nicer?” he asked.

“But it wouldn’t be me, you know?” she asked.

Shouta shrugged and watched her leave. Yumi felt nervous all of a sudden, she rubbed her hands on the green velvet dress. She held the present in one hand and her keys in the other as she walked down to the building. She walked through the doors and swiped her ID card simultaneously as Tokoyami was walking up.

“Good evening, how are you?” he asked, eyes falling on her necklace.

The necklace was a silver half-moon with small stones in it. He could feel his breath catch. He gave that necklace to her their first Christmas together.

“You kept that?” he asked, motioning to her necklace.

“Of course.” Yumi’s hand found her necklace, “It’s a fitting necklace wouldn't you think?”

Fumikage nodded and they walked together. The secretary took their gifts with their names on it and walked away. The two mingled and walked around talking with their coworkers but found themselves together by the punch bowl.

Yumi fixed both of them drinks and they leaned on the table. Both making jokes every now and again. It was odd to see their coworkers in such a relaxed manner. Two of their coworkers were dancing around with the Christmas music playing in the background.

“Do you find it off in the slightest that we work with these people and they’re just like this?” Yumi asked.

“Meaning?” Tokoyami asked.

“Well, Haru there we work with him but who knew he was so talkative, and Kei she’s so sweet?”

Tokoyami nodded to himself and looked Yumi over. She looked absolutely beautiful. Her hair isn’t black like it was at UA but it isn’t it’s natural blonde either. It’s a beautiful red-brown. Her eyes were still as bright and purple as ever. What she wears is still the same, she may be in a beautiful dress but her boots are indistinguishable and he knows them by heart. Though the shimmer tights were a nice touch. She had a small smile dancing on her features.

“You’re staring.”

“You look great.”

Yumi snorted and looked at Tokoyami and she finally took him in. He was wearing an all-black suit. But the shirt underneath was open and had no tie. The dress shirt was color a deep, deep red color. And his nails were done black as well.

“Since when do you paint your nails?” Yumi asked, a teasing tone on her voice.

“Since I started working as a pro.” He responded, looking Yumi down.

The two moved closer to one another, no works, just movements. As they were inches apart the secretary calls out Secret Santa and they jump apart and move into a circle.

The coworkers all were exchanging gifts. How it worked was everyone needed to speak a quick little nice thing about whoever they have. It came to Yumi first, she got up and received her gift for Tokoyami. She took a breath to try and calm her nerves but her hands were shaking.

“The person I have is such a beautiful soul, whom I love. We’ve known one another for years now. A kind, gentle soul who had gentle hands to match their personality. They have not a bad bone in their body and are kinder than they lead on, but they do have an even sweeter shadow.”

Tokoyami then instantly knew. Yumi walked up to him and dropped the present in his lap before returning to her spot. Tokoyami carefully opened the bag. He gingerly pulled out a CD, it was of the first band the pair shared together. A scarf that is woven with greys and red plaid and a dozen tiny apple pies.

“Thank you, Yumi. I suppose then it’s my turn? The person I have has a heart just as big as her personality. They have grown more in years than they realize, and they care so much for everyone around them. Fondly enough, they had me as well.”

Yumi’s eyes shot open and Tokoyami gave her a gift. She opened the wrapping delicately and in front of her was a new set of gel eyeliner pens, a beanie and a stationary set. She looked at the other who was looking away. Yumi walked right up to him and pulled him up.

“Thank you, so much, for everything. I-”

Tokoyami hugged her close and she hugged him back, Their coworkers all awed at the pair. The two pulled away and Tokoyami nuzzled Yumi’s face. Yumi giggled.

“Let’s get out of here?” Yumi asked.

Tokoyami nodded and they joined hands and left into the cold night air. Their coworkers burst into laughter watching the two leave.

“Finally right?”

“They apparently dated in high school.”

Everyone looked at the guy who said that as he was stuffing his face with grapes from the fruit tray.

“What was that not common knowledge?”

Everyone responded by throwing paper balls at him.

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thorne93 · 6 years ago

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12 Days of Christmas (Christmas List/Wish List with Pietro Maximoff)

Prompt: December 17 Christmas List/Wish List with Pietro...

Word Count: 1569

Warnings: language… maybe??

Notes: Thor fic, platonic, for the Marvelous Christmas Challenge @until-theend-oftheline @like-a-bag-of-potatoes…. Beta’d by @like-a-bag-of-potatoes and @carryonmyswansong (thank you both, very much).

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Ah, Christmas.

It was a wonderful, joyous time of year. A time of giving, a time of thought, a time of quiet reflection. A time for hustle and bustle, all up until the day of, when time seems to slow down, or even stop for a little while.

Your life had been full ever since you joined the Avengers, them being your family, your home now. Your family got a little bigger when, two years ago, Pietro and his sister Wanda had joined the team. You adored the twins. They were both sweet, funny, and great teammates.

Truth be told, you had a bit of a crush on Pietro… Okay, maybe you were head over heels for the guy, but you didn’t feel he ever needed to know this. With all of his good looks, wit, charm, and charisma, what could he possibly see in you? No, someone like Pietro deserved a true angel.

You’d wondered about being with him a few times. Never flirted or hinted that you wanted him though. Never even uttered it to another living soul. But you felt you had a real connection with him. You two were always paired up on missions, cooking together for the team, sitting beside each other in meetings. Sometimes you even stayed up late in each other’s rooms just chatting.

You wanted to say he was your best friend, but falling for your best friend felt… wrong to you. Pietro was simply a guy who you enjoyed his company and personality and you were attracted to. The two of you had grown close, rather fond of each other, you’d say. Sometimes you wondered if he was giving you signals or signs that maybe he was interested but at this point you were just convinced it was your mind playing tricks on you.

But right now, you were much too busy to think about the Sokovian man. Instead, you focused on the task you put upon yourself for the season -- gift giving. Everyone was so busy training, missions, meetings, policies. No one had time to go buy each other gifts.. So you offered to be the designated gift buyer. You’d done this for the last five years. You called it “Operation Granting Wishes.”

Everyone needed to create a wishlist, and hand it into you with $100 to go into a pot. You would try to median everyone’s list, and you’d buy them. The gifts would be addressed from Avengers to the person receiving the gift.

Of course, some people still did a few personal gifts. The twins had traded their own gifts each year. Sam and Steve got each other a little something. Tony and Pepper had their exchange. But for the most part, the pile of presents under the tree were usually group given, rather than one-on-one.

You’d collected Natasha’s, Sam’s, Clint’s, and Steve’s. Now you had set out for more.

“Hey, Tony. Got your list?” you questioned, stopping by his office.

“Not yet. I got a few more things to add to it, and I’ll get it to you. Give me two more days?”

“Can do!” you said with a thumbs up and a wave.

“Thanks!” he called after you.

Next, was Wanda. “Wanda? Hate to bother you, but do you have your list?” you asked as you stopped by her room.

She smiled as she hopped up and went over to her desk. “I just finished it this morning.” She handed it to you, with an envelope with cash, and you thanked her.

“Gonna go get your brother’s and Vision’s now,” you informed with a grin.

You walked to Vision’s room. “Vis, do you have--”

“The Christmas list? Yes, Y/N. I do. I apologize for not getting it to you earlier.”

You waved him off with a sweet smile. “Think nothing of it, sweetie. Thank you!”

“Here is the money you asked for as well.”

“Thanks, gonna need that,” you noted with a laugh. At that, you left, going to one final room. “Pietro? You in here?” you asked, poking your head in, knocking.

“Y/N?” he breathed, looking up. “What are you doing here?”

“Collecting for the Christmas gifts? Do you have your list?”

“No.”

“You said you were almost done like a week ago,” you remarked. “What’s taking so long?”

“Just haven't’ finished it,” he said with a shrug. You eyed him curiously.

“Hmm, alright. No big deal. A couple more days, do you think you can get it to me by then?”

“Yeah, sure.”

“Great. Thanks.”

Two days later, you tried again with Pietro. You’d gotten Tony’s early that morning before he left on business, then Fury had even given you one when he dropped by, and then Thor’s. Maria had sent you hers via email the day before. Bruce promised to give you his tonight.

Nearly skipping into the kitchen, you saw Pietro making a bowl of cereal.

“Hey, Piet. Got that list ready? You’re just about the only one I haven’t gotten one from.”

“No, Y/N. I don’t have it.”

You peered at him. “You know, if it’s the money that’s the trouble, you can always forget about that. I’ll spot you.”

“That isn’t it. I’m just having trouble with it, that’s all.”

“Need my help?” you offered.

“Not much you can do.”

Screwing your mouth to the side, you said, “Well maybe if you let me look at it…?”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll get it to you,” he assured.

Yet, he didn’t. Time was ticking away. You’d bought some gifts online and they’d be arriving soon, but you really wanted to hit the local shops to get these things but you wanted to be armed with everyone’s gifts and Pietro had yet to deliver.

The following day, you found him in the gym and asked him again, to which he said, “I still don’t have it done.”

The next day, you caught him on the way out of the Tower. “I don’t have anything I want,” he stated.

Now he was really pushing your buttons. Why wouldn’t he just give you a damned list? Even if it was socks, it was better than you pulling teeth to get it.

Another day later, and you ran into him on his way out of the bathroom, clad in nothing but a towel. Again, you asked about his list. He responded, “I can’t think of anything.”

This had gone on for long enough. You’d been asking since before Thanksgiving about these lists, giving everyone a deadline. Most of them met it, but those who were overdue still weren’t this hard to convince. Why didn’t he want gifts? If it wasn’t the money, why was he refusing to help you.

On the 17th, you were fed up. You only had eight days left to get all of this stuff, barely over a week. You stormed into Pietro’s room, not bothering with knocking.

“Dammit, Pietro, I need a list. I need whatever you have for a list right now. I have about a week left before Christmas and I really need to get shopping. I have a ton of other stuff to do and I need whatever you have. Forget the hundred, if that’s the problem…”

With a sort of sad expression, he turned around in his desk chair to look at you. “I don’t have anything I want, Y/N…” he solemnly told you.

You plopped down on his bed, gazing at him. “Piet, there must be something you want. One thing?”

He threw his head back and his hands up in the air. “Sure, of course there is. There is one thing I want, but I’m not sure you can give it to me.”

Pressing your lips together in concern, you said, “Well, I’d like to try. I’ll do my very best to get it for you. Just name it.” A friendly smile flashed across your face.

“Okay, I’ll name it,” he said, confidence in his voice as he looked straight at you. “You.”

“M--Me?” you stammered, pointing to yourself like a goddamn idiot.

“Yes… Y/N, you. I want you, for Christmas.”

“Wh--what do you mean?” you asked, trembling. The idea that Pietro even thought about you romantically was enough to get your head spinning and your heart going.

He laughed slightly. “You really haven’t picked up on any of the flirting I’ve been doing for the past year?”

All you could do was shake your head.

“Well, it’s true. I have. I thought maybe you’d been dodging me… you know… well due to rejection. I thought maybe you thought it was odd that we’re friends and I like you and…”

“Odd? No… Pietro… I… I think it’s wonderful,” you managed to say with a tight throat.

“You do?” he asked, his eyes lighting up.

“Yeah. To be honest… that’s been my Christmas wish…”

“So.. both of our wish lists are to be together?” he inquired, piecing the parts together.

You frowned, thinking. “Uh, yeah, I guess so,” you agreed, laughing a bit.

“Then what are we waiting for?” he asked in a sultry voice before getting to you quicker than a blink of an eye. In a flash, his hand was delicately cradling your head, his fingers in your hair. His mouth on yours, sensual, sweet, slow. “Now… this is what I call granting wishes.”

You couldn’t help but chuckle as he gently pushed you back on the bed.

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midwestmontessori · 6 years ago

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Montessori Gift Ideas for 2018

There are dozens of Montessori gift guides out there in blogland, so if you’re finding yourself here, I’m sure I’m not your first stop. After all even I have my own gift idea lists from the past several years (2015, 2016, 2017). I’ve also made an ultimate gift-guide for 1-year-olds, a list of newborn essentials, and recommendations for puzzles and fine motor toys for infants up to 3-year-olds.

Not everything is going to resonate with every person. Children are different, families are different, so I know this won’t be the end-all list for any of you. Gather inspiration, take what is helpful, leave the rest.

When starting this year’s gift list I thought, “What new do I have to offer you all?” Each year my children get older they have new developmental needs and new interests, so it isn’t terribly difficult to come up with a few ideas to share. However, this year, I’d love to offer not only some material gift suggestions, but also some gift-giving fundamentals that have helped guide our family for the past few years.

Ever heard of the 4 gift Christmas rule? It goes like this: “Something they want, something they need, something to wear, something to read.” We haven’t adopted this, but the idea inspired our own gift “template” as I’ll call it.

Here’s how it goes.

“Big” gift

Smaller gifts (~2 to 4 gifts)

A game for the family

Books, typically 1 each and then 1 for both

Music - CDs, 1 each

Socking stuffers

But before I begin, I want to say that first and foremost, we don’t have our children make wish lists.

Since the very beginning, we have reject the notion that children should create their own expectation of what their Christmas gifts should be. We know that eventually they will grow to have expectations and wishes, which we will acknowledge.

Additionally, we don’t take our kids shopping at toys stores or take toy catalogs. We stay away from commercial advertising. Our children don’t watch television other than Mr. Rogers and Mighty Machines so they not only don’t see advertisements, nor do they have the character consumerism influence. Of course we aren’t impervious to consumer culture. Our children still see things in public and the toys their friends and grandparents have. They can recognize Disney princesses and super heroes. We just choose to not let it be a part of our family culture at their ages (3 and 5).

So instead of having our children come up with a list of what the expect, we take what we know about them and what we have observed and choose gifts based on that. This is what parents have to do for infants and young toddlers, we just choose to hold onto that for as long as we can.

I curate the gifts we plan to give our children as well as an Amazon wishlist which is meant to offer suggestions and ideas, not expectations, of gifts for our families. Our families know us pretty well and have been excellent at respecting some of our family’s pickiness when it comes to the toys that come into our home. For example, we don’t do electronic toys, commercial characters/brands, etc. at this age.

The “big” gift.

This is something we plan for each of them not based on dollar amount, but on emphasis or magnitude. This is where a doll, pair of roller skates, bike, etc. (for example) come into play. This is the gift that they’ll be most excited about. We pay attention not to give them multiple items that could constitute a “big gift.” We feel that if they receive 2 or more gifts great in magnitude, they begin to expect grandness and things lose their appeal.

The beauty of going by magnitude instead of dollar amount is that you set the expectation of what constitutes a big gift from a young age, that is, you determine the magnitude. Giving less means each gift means more. A set of spinning tops can be a gift that is front and center, or if they are mixed in with 15 other things they could be the footnote.

We also often like to build them something to use together. This is sometimes something of greater magnitude but also more practical that we have planned to make them anyway. Christmas just ends up being a decent time to give it to them. It isn’t something we do every year. In the past we have done a table and chairs and gross motor items. These kinds of things I think of as part of their prepared environment. They certainly constitute a gift, but we do get them other gifts.

This year we decided to build the woodworking bench we have been planning to make for them for a while. The one pictured below is from the Lord Company and is sold on their website as well as Montessori Services, who also sells lots of great hand-picked child-sized tools. The bench from Lord is very expensive - made for schools so it is very high quality, probably more than one would need at home. We plan to build our own for much less, though we will use this photo as somewhat of a guide.

Our kids already have quite a few tools but we will fill in with a few that we don’t. Among those are a hammer, saw, vise, level, safety glasses, hand drill, tape measure, sanding block, work gloves, and containers for nails, screws, drill bits, and other hardware.

Individually we plan to get Charlotte a doll, and Simon a larger vehicle.

Charlotte has enjoyed playing with dolls like this at her grandparent’s homes and also is getting to an age where she is outgrowing quite a bit of the younger open-ended toys we have. She has been exposed to American Girl dolls as well as Barbies (not something I will be offering in our home). I decided on a WellieWishers doll (Willa) from American Girl. It is a smaller doll than the 18″ AG dolls. The books are very sweet: a group of friends who spend a lot of time in nature and work through typical friendship scenarios. The books are simple chapter books - something she will be able to catch onto reading herself in the next year or two - with lovely, simple illustrations. They also have a TV show on Amazon Prime that I have begun watching with her. They are short 10-minute episodes that are essentially short stories similar to those told in the books. The animation is simple and mimics the illustrations from the books.

I went back and forth about whether to begin such a “grown-up” girly thing to be involved in, I ultimately decided that she will very much enjoy and identify with these characters. She is learning to navigate friendships and could benefit from some problem-solving examples, acting things out, etc. Plus she will be able to relate with the other girls who have dolls, though hers may not be the same kind as theirs. I am pleased with my choice and I feel as though if nothing else it is benign and won’t be anything harmful. We won’t be subscribing to the catalog and we won’t be buying many accessories. We plan to keep it simple.

We decided on a Bruder semi-truck with flatbed trailer and backhoe for Simon. He loves vehicles and plays with his larger ones more often, so we decided something like this would be something he would enjoy. We opted for something high quality because we know it will get a ton of use and also because Bruder seems to have the most true-to-life vehicles out there.

Smaller gifts

Aside from the main gift, we also get them a few smaller gifts. They are often accessories for the main gift, or just little things. This is also where we categorize clothing. We choose 2 or 3 items from this list to give them and the rest we put on their Amazon wishlist to send to grandparents and aunts and uncles.

This category is also where sibling gifts come in. They each get each other one small gift, which, up to this point I have had a strong hand in deciding what that gift is. Starting this year I’d like to give them more of a choice, though I won’t be taking them into a toy store to choose just anything. We will talk about what their sibling would like and come up with an idea before we shop.

Below are some ideas based on things our own children are enjoying now and a few choices we have made for their gifts this year.

Umbrella

AG WellieWisher doll accessories: pajama set, outdoor adventure set, & doll stand; We also included a couple other outfits on Charlotte’s wishlist for family members to get for her if they choose. We aren’t going to be getting any more of the AG accessories than this little adventure set. At some point we may build a bed or make a quilt, but we won’t be going crazy with the accessories.

Paper embroidery kit

Denim woodworking aprons

Classic Lego set - We love these sets with miscellaneous parts and a few building ideas but no specific theme or agenda

Tractor set

Hammer

Broom

Discovery window boxes

Pentatonic-diatonic glockenspiel - removable bars; I strongly recommend looking up the benefits of using a pentatonic xylophone - it is so beneficial

12-piece puzzle set

Alphabet puzzle

Silk playscape (giant playsilk) - used to make tents, etc.

Books & Music

We have a book tradition at Christmas which I share every year. Basically, instead of putting their books (1 each and 1 to share) under the tree where they may be overshadowed by other presents, we wrap them up and slide them under their doors after they are asleep. When they wake up they see them and can open right away. My husband and I hear them when they wake but we have a moment to get ourselves together before we join them, when we get to spend a few minutes together as a family reading before we get into opening presents. I cherish that time with them on Christmas morning. They are SO excited to get their book and I love to see their joy from something so simple and meaningful, that is reading.

We also value music and so we get them each a CD each year. We do CDs as they are tangible and give that physical representation of the music. Though it is still fairly abstract it is much less so than digital music. They do still listen to music from our phones or on the radio but we like to have some way of tangibly representing the concept of musicians creating albums.

Below are some of our current favorites as well as some on our wishlist. We get them each a book and one to share and the rest go on their Amazon wishlist.

Mog the Forgetful Cat by Judith Kerr

Abbey Road by The Beatles

The Story Orchestra by Jessica Courtney-Tickle

Strong Girls gift set (Ordinary People Change the World) by Brad Meltzer

My Big Wimmelbook - At the Construction Site by Max Walther

Slinky Malinky by Lynley Dodd

The Riddle of the Robin by Valerie Tripp - WellieWishers American Girl book

Natural History (Smithsonian) by DK Publishing

Rosie Revere Engineer by Andrea Beaty (also Iggy Peck Architect and Ada Twist Scientist and the new Questioneers chapter books)

My Basketball Book by Gail Gibbons, see also baseball, football, soccer in the same series

Poem for Every Day of the Year by Esiri Ali (I may give this book on NYE)

100 Classic Stories by Rosalind McGuire

The Dinosaur Book (Smithsonian) by DK Publishing

The Beach Boys Greatest Hits

Awesome Science Experiments for Kids by Crystal Chatterton

Maria Montessori (Little People Big Dreams) by Isabel Sanchez Vegara

Spinning Spiders by Melvin Berger - I love the Read & Learn About series

Flicka Ricka & Dicka and the Three Kittens by Maj Lindman

The Red Letter Alphabet Book and The Blue Number Counting Book by Ellen C. Gould

10 More Ten-Minute Stories from Usborne

Games

Every year we get a game for our family to play together. Often I will do one board game and then a smaller card game. This year we are doing Operation and Slamwich. The others are some of our favorites.

Last year we started the family tradition of celebrating the New Year on New Year’s Eve with a new family game, party decorations and music, sparkling grape juice for the kids, and champagne for us. It was such a fun little party. I am still deciding on a game for that. Send me your ideas!

Shopping List - our all-time favorite first memory game

Rhyming cards - We use these like a memory game

Kerplunk - take turns pulling out the sticks without letting marbles drop

Flower Families - a variation of Go Fish

Zitternix by HABA - take turns drawing as many sticks as you can before it falls

Creature Matching Game

Sonix Music - a musical instrument sound matching game

Go Togethers - We use these cards like a memory or matching game

Orchard by HABA - This is similar to Hi Ho Cherry-O though it is made of very high quality materials and is just beautiful. There are four types of fruit to pick, all before the raven gets them first. There is a version for younger children as well. We have both and love them equally.

Outfoxed - finding clues, identifying suspects, remembering details, taking turns, rolling die - such a fun game

Uno - classic card game, requires number and color recognition/matching

Candyland - also requires color matching

Aggravation - marble race game, requires counting traditional 6-sided dice

First Words Magnetic Poetry - not technically a game but these word magnets are fun to play with words on the refrigerator

Animal Soundtracks - matching animal sounds

Operation - lots of dexterity and pincer grip practice

Slamwich - a child-friendly version of Egyptian Ratslap or Slapjack; take turns playing cards and thus creating a stack of sandwich toppings; slap doubles to collect as many cards as possible

Stocking Stuffers

Finally, we fill their stockings with a few small things. They fill up fast so they don’t need much.

Walkie talkies

Toe socks

Earrings

Safety glasses

Work gloves

Hat & mittens from Primary.com

WellieWishers socks (the socks look like the boots of each of the WellieWisher girls in the books)

Fort clips (to be used with the silk playscape above)

Christmas ornament (not pictured)

There you have it! Our Christmas gifting in a nutshell. I hope this was helpful. Happy shopping. :)

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