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lovecanyon · 2 years ago

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Would you create a stepdad!harry trope? 😵😵

INSTAGRAM BLURB

stepdad!harry x y/n

MASTERLIST | PATREON

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yourinstagram little kids talk about the strangest things ever

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user11 y/n is such a good mom 😫

user17 SINGLE Y/N SINGLE Y/N SINGLE Y/N

alexademie i love you guys so much 🤍

yourinstagram and we love you more!

user15 can she adopt me…i am begging

emmalouisecorrin the sweetest little family ever

user19 i’m glad she looks so happy, jacob never deserved her

user13 y/n is literally thriving now

zendaya cuties 🥰

user18 her children are going to grow up with the world’s most loving mother

gisele yes they do!

user14 jacob is missing out so bad 😭

glenne_azoff can’t wait to see you three soon! 💖

yourinstagram concert time 🕺

user12 the most adorable family

alessandro_michele ❤️ 🍓 ❤️

user20 jacob lost the baddest woman ever

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glenne_azoff it’s luca’s birthday tomorrow, let the whole world know!

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harry_lambert awe how cute 🥰

jefezoff luca is going to have the best birthday party ever

harrystyles Can’t wait to attend!

yourinstagram can’t wait to see you h ❤️

glenne_azoff i have my eyes on you two

pillowpersonpp me too!!!

kidharpoon you gotta love children’s birthday parties

alessandro_michele happy early birthday little darling luca 🎉

annetwist so adorable!

mitchrowland luca, my best bud

_basselin cutest little boy ever 🥰

gemmastyles harry said y/n was beautiful but not this beautiful

harrystyles Gemma.

yourinstagram i appreciate it harry!!!

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harryflorals HARRY AT Y/N L/N SON’S BIRTHDAY PARTY TODAY!

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harryfan20 his outfit 🙏

harryfan25 I SERIOUSLY LOVE HIM

harryfan29 it’s giving stepdad harry

harryfan22 we need stepdadrry…it’s a must

harryfan26 DOES THIS MEAN WHAT I THINK IT MEANS

harryfan30 omg omg omg

harryfan21 y/n went to harry’s show the other day and then he is at her son’s birthday party…what is happening

harryfan23 jacob was probably in the corner shaking

harryfan27 harry is the cutest ever 😭

harryfan31 his fit is literally dad harry

harryfan34 i thank god everyday for letting me live the same time as harry styles

harryfan36 didn’t y/n just break up with jacob?

harryfan32 they broke up last year but didn’t announce it until last week…

harryfan35 jacob: 👁 👄 👁

harryfan37 leave y/n and her kids alone…you guys are weird

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yourinstagram happy birthday to my best friend! you are truly the best company ever, every single minute i spend with you makes me a better person. i love you bubba!

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harryfan40 THIS IS SO CUTE

harryfan43 i just noticed luca looks like jacob so much… it’s insane

harrystyles Happy birthday bubba!

yourinstagram lu said thank you 🥰

harryfan46 STEPDAD HARRY I’M CRYING

harryfan48 i dropped down onto my knees after i read his comment

glenne_azoff it’s luca’s day!!!

harryfan41 he’s so adorable

pillowpersonpp HOW SWEET ❤️

harryfan44 this is the cutest thing i’ve ever seen

harry_lambert plain cuties

harryfan49 y/n constantly proves everyone that she’s a better parent than jacob

alessandro_michele luca has the best mother, he’s so blessed

harryfan42 mother of the year award goes to…y/n!

gemmastyles have the best day luca 💖

harryfan45 she parents so well

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jacobelordi Please read.

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ayaeyamamoto pre harry show!

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harryfan55 SHE IS SO GORGEOUS

harryfan50 @harrystyles don’t fumble the bag…

harrystyles Such a beautiful woman.

yourinstagram i adore you sue! ❤️

harryfan57 did he just…

harryfan52 i can’t blame harry at all, y/n is so beautiful

pillowpersonpp she took my breath away

harryfan54 MILF MILF MILF 😫

harry_lambert the most prettiest

harryfan58 you just know jacob is punching the wall right now 😭

harryfan51 he fumbled the bag so bad

annetwist so gorgeous darling 💖

harryfan56 how can you break up with this woman…

glenne_azoff that’s my beautiful best friend!

harryfan59 y/n’s beauty is unmatched

_basselin she is really stunning

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footballerimaginess · 3 years ago

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Instagram Files | Declan Rice

Instagram Files Masterlist Always open to writing more Instagram files, doesn’t have to be footballers. Send suggestions in and I will get them written. Pictures are found on Instagram & Pinterest, credit to all owners.

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yourinstagram: a mini break for me and Dec 😍 view 212 other comments masonmount; the boy did good! benchilwell: someone is in the good books today Dec danidyerxx: someone *cough* jarrodbowen better get ideas here megandavison_: this is so cute, have the best time girly 💖

liked by: declanrice, jarrodbowen, sasha_rebecca and 23,214 others yourinstagram: Can’t believe I have a two year old now, happy birthday baby! Still one of my favourite photos 🥺💖 view 47 other comments declanrice: happy birthday my sweet angel x tyronemings: oh bubba! so cute😍 fernhawkins: Happy birthday angel 🥺

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yourinstagram: beach day with the babies 👶🏻 view 42 other comments declanrice: miss you x ↪️yourinstagram @ declanrice: wish you were with us! fernhawkins: you look insane!! sasha_rebecca; unreal Mama 😍

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benjohnson: so pretty, but someone is cringe lol declanrice: not cringe Benny boy x danidyerxx: they are so beautiful! sasha_rebecca; They are so pretty x

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yourinstagram: beach date with all our pals declanrice (wine isn’t mine lol) 😂💙 view 81 other comments declanrice: the best evening 🥰 jadonsancho: So cute, have the best night x danidyerxx: had so much fun with you ❤️ benjohnson: such a good evening! 👊

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iguessweallcrazyithinktho · 4 years ago

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Chris evans masterlist # 3

Main masterlist

Here's more of my fics for Chris. I don't write smuts so here there's only fluff, angst, or implied smuts. go to request guidelines to see who request are open for!

Out on the couch

Just like dad

Filipino Christmas, house tour

It's the little things

My little sunflower, forever and always

Bubba

To my future son

A different kind of Valentine

Intense things happen after bedtime

Not daddy's valentine

Love isn't jealousy

Winter wonderland

Break up

Grocery shopping with the little one

Adore you

Sunday morning

A little bit of tears

The show must go on

Couldn't wait till after the wedding

Breakfast with your lover

Before you go

Will you marry me again

The brightest star in the world: you

Traveling with Chris

A new beginning

The hottest dork

Candle lit date

Just like we dreamed of

Sweet like you

Not yours anymore

Not yours anymore part 2

Photo album

Time stands still but not your fluttering heart

Too long without dad

Boys day

I'm sorry

The sniffles

Spending the night for the first time

Jelly bean

Missing just Mama

Italiano

Ice cream bottomless

Unspoken words

Pearls and a black dress

I hate all men but when he loves me

You win a seal

Father figure

The things we regret

Part one || part two

A queen deserves her crown

Part one || part two || part three

Kiss me more

Chris losing Dodger at the dog park to you

My little baby

Away for too long

A little bump

Civil war

Fake dating

Under the willow tree

Instagram live

Daisies for u

You got your space and dust, but don't you still need love

Can I have my virginity back

Black sun dress

A nice surprise

A little too late

The last straw

Walking out

Pre-baby nerves

A little angry

40th birthday (goldfish)

Welcome to the world

I've always loved you

To many beers

One step ahead

Shy little Evans

Chicken nugget

Things I'm convinced Chris does or has

Things Chris loves about you

I hope your happy

Age gap problem

Caught in the rain

Take my hand everything is going to be ok

Deep in the heart of Boston

Fireworks

A month apart

Sibling fight

Birthday boy

A clingy dad's girl

Dancing in the rain

Disneyland magic

Hometown

The way Chris touches you

Welcome to the neighborhood*

A great thing at the end of the day

Paint war

A jealous someone

#chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans imagines #chris evans smut #chris evans x plus size reader #chris evans imagine #chris evans x black reader

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sleepy-moons · 4 years ago

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as usual, MDNI. black fem reader. 18+!!

just a lil somethin somethin for katsuki's bday. yes I know it's well past his birthday but this has been sitting in my drafts so. enjoy :)

“katsu.” you watched as katsuki’s face scrunched up before relaxing again. he was so cute when he was sleeping. quiet too.

“katsuuu. wake up, baby.”

sat in his lap, you traced gentle shapes on his bare chest as you waited for him to finally open those pretty red eyes you loved. the moment he did, the smile on your face was undeniably large.

“happy birthday, bubba.” your voice was soft, not wanting to jolt your boyfriend out of his sleepy state. gentle kisses were pressed along his cheeks, forehead and nose until—

“don’t even get a proper kiss on my fuckin’ birthday?” before you even had a chance to respond, you found your jaw gripped tight in his hand, lips inches away from his own. “‘s a bit unfair, no?”

and yeah, it was a little unfair. but you swear you were just moments away from giving him a kiss, if he were just a bit more patient! but you couldn’t tell him that, no, not when he’s got your face in his hand, forcing you to nod in agreement.

finally, after what felt like eons, your lips connected. It was a sweet kiss, one with love written all through it, but you could feel the way things were quickly getting heated.

“bubba,” his hands were now on your ass, squeezing every so often. “wait, wait—I made you breakfast!” but your shorts are already being pulled off, revealing the dark red panties you wore just for him.

the breakfast you made for him, the same breakfast you woke up an hour earlier than normal just to make for him, was long forgotten.

you couldn't be too upset though, considering katsuki was currently devouring your pretty cunt all the same. even on his birthday, he made sure you came at least twice on his tongue, and he wouldn't stop abusing that clit of yours until you did.

"gonna cum for me, sweet thing? 's all I want from you today, just give me another one, yeah?" and you can't deny the birthday boy, not when he's asking so nicely, not when his fingers are touching every sensitive spot so well it's making you see stars.

"kah-katshu—fuck!" you gushed around his fingers, and katsuki didn't know whether to focus on that pretty face you were making as you came, or the way your pussy clenched and leaked around him.

"I'll let you catch your breath, baby. But I'm far from finished with you."

#bakugo smut #bakugo thirst #bakugo x black!reader #bakugo x fem!reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo #bnha thirsts #bnha x black!reader #bnha x fem!reader

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mrs-barnes-library · 4 years ago

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My Favorite Bucky Barnes Fanfictions 🕶⚔

Fluff : 🌺 Smut : 🔥 Angst : 😭 None : 🌲

If you like these characters don't hesitate to check the new arrivals, I update every day according to my readings.

Bucky Barnes / The Winter Soldier :

🌺 : I Think I’m In Love With You - Your Protector - Vintage Stuff - Intimidated - Is It How You Say Thank You ? - Secret Relationship - Touched Starved - Head Canons - Netflix And Panic - Homecoming - At First Blush - Lazy Sunday - Children Don’t Do The Things I Do - This Isn’t You - I’ll Be Fine - Drink - With You 😭 - Reassuring - Saving Him After Endgame - Jealousy’s A Bitch - Sleeping With Him - Having A Baby Boy With Him - Going To On Tour With Our Band - Having To Sit On Bucky’s Lap - Valentine’s Day - Getting Mad When The Joker Kidnaps You - The Prank - When You’re Incredibly Smart When You’re Incredibly Smart - Finding Out That Their Girlfriend Is a Vampire - Ice Cones - How He Would Tease His Wife For Being Short - Pressing Your Face Against His Metal Arm When It Gets Too Hot At Night - Sweet Dreams, моя любовь - Shallow - Falling - Trouble Doubled - At Long Last Love Has Arrived - Can’t Sleep - I’ve Got You 😭 - Secret Book Club - Feelings - Reunion - Lavender 😭 - You And Me Against The World ( 1 - 2 - 3 ) - Understudy - Pocket Problems - Jealousy ( With Loki ) 😭 - ( Magnets - Sunshine ) - Being Tricked By Steve And Sam To Make You Confess Your Feelings - Jealous - 7 Minutes In Heaven - Not So Secret Thoughts - Do You Hear My Heart ? ( Don’t Forget It ) - Stay 🔥 - Him Taking Interest In You - Sunrise Securities 🔥 - Seeing You Getting Out Of The Shower - Catching You Staring

🔥 : Milk Dud - In The Rain - Sexual Healing - All Yours - Please Don’t Leave Me 😭 - Sext - Jealous At A Stark Party - Coming Back From A Mission - First Time - Dancing In The Kitchen - Cold Weather - Ceo!Bucky - Touching Your Ass - Winter’s Revenge - Making Two Reflections Into One - Lessons In Exercise - Frisky - Pleasures - Dirty Talk - Insatiable - Control ( The Pawn - So I Can Breathe In You 😭 ) - Jingle Balls - Possessive 😭 - ( Tequilla Works Wonders 🌺 - Blame It On The Alcohol ) - Un-Thinkable - Mind Games - My Shy Little One 🌺 - So, No Plan - Kissing Him For The First Time - Telling You He Loves You For The First Time - Underneath - Hands To Yourself 🌺 - About Thighs And Veins - Doll, What Are You Doing - All Scripted - My Shirt, My Woman - Why Are You Walking Weird ? - Effing Love You - Hepling Hands - Clueless - The Salt - Good / Bad - Arms Tonite - You’re My Obsession - The Fruit - How He Kisses You - Getting Jealous - Kinks Preferences - Well-deserved Throne ( 1 - 2 ) - Questions - Safe Heaven - Jiggle For Me - Biting - Choking - Blow The Whistle - I’ll Have Sex With You - Rescue Me 😭🌺 - Longing - Hundred And Three - We Can’t Stop, We’re Ennemies - Something New - Wearing His Clothes - Combination - Happy Birthday Babe - Valentine’s Night - When He Finds Out That You Faked An Orgasm... - Overstimulatation - All In - Conference Room - Cockwarming - Sore Loser - Prime - On The Dance Floor - Virgin - I’m Not Sure At All This Is Safe, But I Want To Try It Anyway - If I Stay - 7 Minutes In Heaven

😭 : Kiss Me Again - Sad - I’m Just A Bad Guy - Distancing Himself From You - Loves Me, Loves Me Not - Falling In Love With The Joker - Crawling Back To You 🔥 - Us And Us

TFATWS Bucky :

🌺 : Walker - Communication - Dancing With Him - Dating Him Would Include - Two Experiments - Bubba - Shaky - Dancing To 40′s Music - Protective ( 1 - 2 ) - My Girl - Safe Place - You Seriously Called My Wife - Walking On Dangerous Territory - Slowly Falling 😭 - When He Shows You He Loves - Make A Move ! 🔥 - Call Me Psycho - Just The Way You Are - Aching 🔥 - Smackdown - Jealousy

🔥 : Chapstick - Deadly - Close, Suspiciously So - Baby Fever - Lose Control - Swallow The Knife - Came Fo The Low - Dressing Room ( 1 - 2 ) - Slow’n Steady - That Black Tee - Around Your Neck ( 1 - 2 - 3 ) - Kitchen - Angry - Not On My Boat - Sweet Taste ( 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 ) - Grumpy - Fuck - Soft Days - The One Where They Did It On The Couch - Jealousy

The Winter Soldier :

🔥 : The Sea Of Love

Stucky :

🌺 : I Missed You - Rescued - Happy 4th Of July 🔥😭 - When Steve Finds You With In Bucky’s Apartment In Romania -

🔥 : Well-deserved Throne ( 1 - 2 ) - Being in a Relationship with Bucky and Steve - Cuckolding - Let Us Show You 😭 - Stolen ( 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 )

Incorrect Quotes 💫 :

🌺 : 1 ( with Loki ) - Who broke it ? - In My Defence... They Are Very Small - I Don’t Blush - A Lap Dance ?!? ( With Steve Rogers ) - No, No ! I’m Up 🔥 - Fight Me - Lego - Go To Sleep Baby 🔥 - Just Kiss Already - Happy Arpil Fools Day - “Bad Day” - It Worked Though - That's... Concerning 💫

🔥 : POPSICLE ! - Aww - Maid Dress

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #the winter soldier #the winter solider x reader #tfatws bucky #tfatws bucky x reader #stucky #stucky x reader #incorrect marvel quotes #fluff #smut #angst

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farfromharry · 4 years ago

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Birthday Girl | Dad!Mob!Tom Fic

Summary: you just wanted to spend your birthday with your boyfriend, but when that isn’t possible he has a lot of making up to do.

Word count - 3,277

Warnings - violence, language

a/n - i don’t really like this but oh well🥰

Tom always started his days early, one of the downsides to not being able to predict what would happen in your ever so dangerous job. You hoped that today of all days would be different. Surely he’d let you wake up next to him on your birthday, cuddled into his chest, or at least wake you up before he left, even just to give you a quick kiss and a happy birthday.

You didn’t get any of that. When you finally opened your eyes just before 9, you were met with a lonely bed, Tom’s side being exceptionally cold, meaning he’d be gone for a while.

You rolled over so you didn’t have to keep looking at his empty side of the bed, now noticing the small gift on your nightstand.

Tom was a very traditional man, he liked to give you love notes and letters every so often, rather than sending a text with it all in, he felt like it meant he was trying harder.

You reached over and picked up the piece of paper, unfolding it to see Tom’s messy handwriting scribbled all over the paper.

Sorry I couldn’t be there baby,

be home by 2, ask Harry for a lighter.

Happy birthday my love x

Tom

You sighed, smiling at the thought he put in, even if it wasn’t exactly what you wanted. Your eyes landed on the cupcake sitting on the side with a single candle sticking out of it.

Not yet feeling like getting out of bed, you picked up your phone, sending Harry a simple text asking if he’d bring you a lighter to light your candle. While you waited, you replied to a few birthday messages from friends and family before heading to Tom’s contact to send him a thank you text.

Thank you for the cupcake and the letter x

You weren’t expecting a reply. Tom was notorious for forgetting or being too busy to text people back, so you’d learnt to simply not expect too much.

There was a gentle knock on your bedroom door a few minutes later, Harry entering with a certain awake little boy on his hip. Theo grinned when he saw his mummy, his chubby little hands reaching for you as soon as his uncle stepped through the door.

“Hi bubba,” you cooed, unable to stop your voice changing pitch into a so called baby voice.

Harry didn’t hold back his laugh as he let you take the boy from his arms, watching as you placed kisses all over his face until he was babbling with baby laughter.

Harry held up the lighter, letting you see that he was about to light the candle for you. You sat up more against the headboard of your bed, not caring that Harry was seeing you in your lazy pyjamas. You shifted Theo so he was sitting better in your lap, moving your legs into a criss cross position so Harry could sit down.

“Happy birthday, Y/N.” He held the cupcake up for you to blow out the candle, letting out a little cheer when the flame went out.

“Thank you.” You took the cupcake from him, taking out the candle and placing it on your side. You took part of the icing on your finger, holding it to your son’s mouth so he could try a little bit. You knew he wouldn’t be able to take a piece of the actual cupcake, but you felt bad for not sharing.

“Do you want some?” you asked Harry, receiving a headshake in response.

“I’ve been instructed to take you and this little man,” Harry teasingly tickled just under Theo’s chin, the boy trying to wiggle away from the touch. “to breakfast, seeing as Tom can’t.”

At the mention of Tom you felt your mood decrease, trying not to show your disappointment to Harry, even though the male had already guessed you’d be quite upset, even maybe angry with his older brother.

“What’s he doing?” you asked, obviously referring to your boyfriend. Harry shrugged, flashing you a sympathetic smile.

“I have no idea, you know how Tom is.” You nodded, plastering on a fake smile. “Anyway, go get dressed and then we can go.”

Harry left pretty much straight after that, but not before he gave you a hug and placed a brotherly kiss on your head, very loudly announcing that he was ready when you were.

You very strategically laid Theo in the middle of the bed, watching him carefully with every move you made, just so he wouldn’t fall off of your bed. As soon as you were dressed in some warm winter clothes you moved on to attempting to get your baby boy ready, knowing it was already going to be a challenge.

“Your turn.”

In almost no time you were ready to go, most of the time taken being spent on getting the little boy into his clothes for the day. He wasn’t exactly a fan of the process of putting on numerous amounts of clothing. However, it was cold in London and you didn’t want your 10 month old baby to freeze.

Harry hadn’t told you where he was taking you, not at home, or on the car ride there. It was only when you stopped in the car park that you realised you didn’t even recognise it.

“Where are we?” you asked, moving out of the car to start unbuckling Theo from his car seat.

“Tom suggested it actually.” You knew that probably meant he had connections inside, but you couldn’t blame the place, because who wouldn’t be scared of a dangerous mob boss who could shut you down in a heartbeat. On your way inside you tried to lighten the mood, well, your mood rather than Harrys.

“This place is fancy, are you spoiling me Holland?” He chuckled, giving his name to the host who then led you to your table. They generously set out a highchair for Theo to sit in, so the boy wouldn’t have to stay in your lap the entire time.

Part of you was worried that he’d cry at some point, annoying all the, what looked like, stuck up middle aged women in the restaurant. Harry tried to reassure you it was fine, your boy was an angel and you knew the only sounds you’d hear from him were his adorable baby babbles.

“Did Tom really not tell you what he was doing today?” Harry rolled his eyes. He thought you’d want to forget about Tom for at least an hour just so you could enjoy your birthday breakfast with your friend, but apparently not.

“No, he said good morning, fed Theo and then left.” He was being completely honest, because Harry was a horrible liar and you’d know if he wasn’t telling the truth. All he knew was that his older brother had some dirty work to do and would be back home around 2 that afternoon, in time for the small party you were throwing with your friends and family.

Harry ordered a bottle of champagne, your eyebrows raising as you glanced at the time on your phone screen.

“It’s 11am.” He shrugged his shoulders, a small grin on his face as he amused Theo.

“It’s your birthday, live a little.”

It didn’t take long until you were feeling slightly tipsy. Being practically a single mum due to the ridiculous hours that Tom worked, meant you never got the chance to go drinking with your friends, or drinking at all. So even the littlest bit of alcohol was enough to have you giggling more than normal.

Theo noticed your unusually bubbly energy that he hadn’t seen since he was a few months old, his hands reaching for you with a smile.

You gently kissed the backs of his tiny hands, smiling as you did so. Harry was glad you were enjoying yourself, feeling a little bit like he’d accomplished something because he hadn’t seen you like this since Theo was born.

Harry was first to notice the people heading over to your table with a cake in hand, confusion setting in deep. He nudged you so you turned your head, your eyebrows furrowing into the same expression Harry held.

“We didn’t order that,” Harry stated, looking at the cake in confusion. The chef waved his hand, calling nonsense.

“Mr Holland requested we bring it out, for the birthday girl,” he explained. You looked at Harry with a raised brow, silently asking if this was his doing. When he shook his head it pretty much confirmed what you thought on your way in, Tom has connections here.

“I didn’t-“ he started.

You cut him off, flashing him a tight lipped smile. “I think he means Tom.”

You gratefully accepted the cake, thanking the older gentleman greatly. You and Harry came to a silent agreement that you’d both eat it there, taking your cutlery of choice and taking a first bite.

“I hate that this is really good.” He could sense your annoyance from where he was sitting. He was partly failing at the task he’d been given by Tom, keep you occupied and happy for the morning. Although you were occupied, you were definitely not happy.

“It’s a sweet gesture,” he tried to defend his older brother. You scoffed, beginning to grow really annoyed with Tom’s actions.

“Yeah, he’s doing everything but actually being here.”

»»——⍟——««

The ringtone of Tom’s phone came blaring out right as he yelled the threat at the man, his eyes rolling as he let it ring.

Tom had been at this for too long and he was beginning to get bored. He wanted answers, simple. He wanted to know who made the threat and where they were, and he was making it his mission to find out.

He had Harrison making calls every time the pathetic excuse of a man in front of him blurted out a name in the midst of pain. But each one led to a dead end that only infuriated the mobster more.

“Just tell me who it was,” he finished his demand with another strong hit to the man’s face. He looked back at Tom with a bloody smile, his eyes catching sight of something behind the male.

“Pretty family you’ve got there.”

Tom didn’t even have to look to know he was referencing the picture on his desk. The one where you were holding a giggling 4 month old Theo while on a picnic with Tom, kissing the little boy’s cheek.

“Don’t even look at them,” Tom hissed. His threat was followed up by another hit that caused the man to groan. Tom shook his fist, noticing the marks starting to appear on his knuckles.

His phone rang again, interrupting the hundredth threat Tom was about to make. He rolled his eyes, motioning for his best friend to answer it for him.

The mobster got back to the task at hand, letting the phone call drift to the back of his mind while it was the least of his concerns. He was getting ridiculously frustrated with the man in front of him, not having planned on this taking most of his day.

“Just give me the right name!” he demanded, his voice level growing louder and louder with each word.

“Tom,” Harrison muttered, placing the phone back on the grand desk. He looked over his shoulder at his right hand man with no trace of amusement in his face, silently telling him that now was not the time.

“You’re late,” he simply stated. His eyes widened when he caught on to what he was saying, looking at the clock to see it was 2:10, 10 minutes after he said he’d be home.

“I haven’t even got her gift,” he rambled, looking at Harrison in distress.

“You go, I'll sort this out, catch up with you later.” Tom nodded, thanking him.

“Fuck, i’m late,” he cursed to himself under his breath, grabbing his stuff together and ignoring the pleads of the man on the floor in the middle of the room. He halted and motioned for Harrison to grab him. “Keep him somewhere until I get back, and don’t let him die.”

With that he left his office, rushing out of the building to his car with the intent of making it to you as soon as possible. He truly had wanted to spend the entire day spoiling you, but business called and when a poorly executed threat came in, threatening his family moreso, someone had to be dealt with.

Tom would’ve arrived quicker if he hadn’t had to make a quick stop first. He’d taken your present to get resized because he knew it wasn’t going to fit, and the only time he could pick it up was today.

»»——⍟——««

Tom made it home just before 3, being met with his angry mother standing right by the front door. Now Tom wasn’t scared of much, he couldn’t be in his line of work, but an angry mum definitely scared him to death.

“You’re late,” she seethed, slapping his arm with whatever it was she was holding. Tom sighed and retreated further into the house like a puppy that had just been scolded, taking his gun from his holster and making sure to lock it in his safe.

“That poor girl is up there thinking you aren’t coming.”

That made his heart ache, a frown growing spreading on his thin lips. His mum tried to tell him to leave you be, to let you get ready with your friends in peace while he helped set things up.

“Where’s Theo?” She pointed him to the kitchen, where Tom found his youngest brother cradling a cranky baby boy. Theo was crying, ignoring Paddy’s attempts to get him to quieten down.

“Here, let me take him,” he offered, relieving his youngest brother of the agitated baby. Tom held his son to his chest, patting his back and quietly cooing in his ear.

His cries quietened down after a little while, happy to be in the arms of his dad. Tom swayed with him, pressing kisses onto his head until his baby was bubbling with laughter.

“Yeah, are you okay now?” He lifted him up in the air, slowly lowering him to blow raspberries on his clothed belly. The boy squealed loudly, reaching for his dad as though he wanted to do it again.

Through the excitement, Tom hadn’t noticed you standing in the doorway with a small smile.

Your heart fluttered at the sight of your boyfriend being silly with your baby boy. You didn’t really get to witness moments like this as of late, so seeing Tom smile like that with your bub was something to cherish.

“Come on, we’re bringing out the cake.” In his defense, Paddy didn’t know you were upset with his brother, so pulling the both of you into the kitchen and placing you next to each other was honestly an innocent gesture.

You were still slightly annoyed with Tom. The fact that he’d put his work before your special day really hurt your feelings, but you weren’t going to cause a scene in front of everyone, so you very stiffly leaned into his embrace, forcing a smile on your face.

Tom rubbed your shoulders, muttering a quiet apology in your ear as he kissed your head.

“Happy birthday to you,” you groaned, covering your face with your hands out of embarrassment. You always hated getting sang to on your birthday, you never knew what to do in the moment, choosing instead to cringe at your awkward stance as you looked around at your friends, more specifically Sam who was holding your birthday cake.

Once they’d finished singing, you blew out the numerous candles, making a wish in your head. Theo placed one of his baby kisses on your cheek, Tom following his son’s actions with one on the top of your head.

You made sure to thank everyone, letting them make their way to various parts of the house where the ‘real party’ was set to begin. Seeing as Tom had been the one to set this up, there were of course more mobsters, along with their wives, that he was doing business with.

He’d left to go and mingle with said mobsters, once again talking about business, business that could wait for another day.

Nikki found you and Theo sitting in the kitchen alone, wrapping her arm around your shoulders.

“Why don’t you let me take him, go get a drink, have a break,” she offered. You thanked her, allowing her to take the little boy into her arms. She thankfully headed towards his uncles, who were far away from any of the awfully dangerous men in the room.

Your eyes roamed around the area, noticing that there wasn’t particularly anyone you wanted to talk to right now. You grabbed yourself a glass of champagne, the same one that you’d had at breakfast with Harry, and headed out to the patio.

You didn’t happen to be alone for too long, your boyfriend finding his way out to you when he couldn’t find you anywhere in the house.

“What are you doing out here?” You didn’t have to even look to know that voice belonged to Tom. The man strolling over to you in his fancy, expensive suit.

His hand slid around your waist, pressing his front to your back so there was no space between you. You leaned your head back, resting it on his chest with a sigh as you looked over the luxurious gardens of Tom’s mansion.

“Just wanted some air.” You weren’t exactly lying. You felt like everything inside was just becoming too much and then seeing Tom working just topped it off.

He sighed, sensing you weren’t in a particularly great mood right now. He pressed a few lingering kisses to your temple, trailing his hands to your arms where he rubs them up and down your skin.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there this morning,” he whispered, placing a kiss just behind your ear. You just hummed, not exactly paying attention to what he had to say. He sensed that, letting out a soft sigh.

“Can I at least give you my present before you completely shut me out?” You rolled your eyes at his choice of words, mumbling an ‘I guess.’ You heard a little bit of shuffling behind you.

“Y/N.”

You turned your head over your shoulder, seeing Tom down on one knee on the floor. It felt like your heart had stopped beating and you were too occupied with the dopey smile on his face to even notice everyone watching from inside.

“I know you’re a little bit mad at me right now.” You giggled, willing away the tears that were tempted to fall down your cheeks. “But you know I love you, and I’m so grateful for you giving me the best thing in my life.”

He didn’t need to say much else, no more than those 4 words.

“Will you marry me?” When he opened the ring box you noticed the fresh bruises littering his knuckles, making a mental note to go at him about those later. But for now, you just nodded, unable to speak without letting out a sob.

He slid the ring onto your finger, placing a soft kiss to the back of your hand before he stood up. You wrapped your arms around his torso, burying your head in his neck so you could cry without everyone seeing. He chuckled, his hands threading in your hair, kissing your forehead.

“Happy birthday, darling.”

“The best birthday.”

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bizarrescribblez · 2 years ago

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Happy birthday <<<<333 I could make you some art of you and any of your f/o’s you like atm

THAMK YOY SO MUCH????? 🥺💜💜 AND A??????? YOU TOTALLY DONT HAVE TO DO THAT OMG THATS TOO KIND OF YOUUU 😭😭💖💖💖 any of my main f/os would be so sweet!! I have so many boys on rotation right now but its mainly Wallace, Darry, Bubba and Brahms! Im gonna redo my bio and all that so the last twos tags are visible BUT ONCE AGAIN NO OBLIGATION

#📫 ask box!#THANNYOUSO MUCH AGAIN YOURE #SO SWEET OMGGGG 😭😭😭💜

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aficwhore · 4 years ago

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Surprise!

Aaron Hotchner x fem!Reader

Request: Imagine its the reader’s birthday and she doesn’t want to get up but little does she know Hotch and Rossi have planned a surprise party for that night (hotch x reader married)

Warnings: fluff

Word Count: 2,056

A/N: Hope you enjoy this! I spell checked for once haha! It’s not the best, I’m still working on getting better at writing. Let me know what you think! Thank you so much for all the love on my previous posts <3

Reader’s POV:

I tossed slightly in bed, stirring from my slumber, the early light peeking through the windows, illuminating the empty spot next to me. The covers were neatly tucked underneath the pillows, where my husband once slept. Lazily reaching my hand over the area, feeling the soft sheets run against my fingertips, I slowly began to awaken more.

“I see that my beautiful wife is up,” Aaron’s velvety voice breaks the morning silence. “I made you breakfast in bed.” The smell of pancakes and bacon began to fill the room, your stomach quietly growling.

I flip over, seeing him make his way to me with the small tray and a glass of orange juice in his hands. I grunt, “Honey you shouldn’t have, really. Thank you, but today is just like any other day.”

He chuckles while setting the neatly prepared plate into my lap and the juice on the nightstand. “I’m sorry, but today has to be one the best days of my life. Want to know why?”

Playfully rolling my eyes, I hum expectantly.

“Because the love of my life was born on this day, many years ago.” He smiled.

“You make me sound old!” I softly swat his arm, earning a giggle from us both.

“Not old, just...mature!” He defends as I begin to poke at my short stack. “But I will say, sweetheart you have to get out of bed. You can’t waste the day away.”

With a mouthful of food I counteract, “BUT it is MY birthday, can’t I do what I want? Like stay in bed with my husband?”

“And me!” a tiny squeak comes from the doorway. “Happy Birthday mama!” Jack chimes while running over, diving into the bed near you and Aaron.

“Why of course bud! It wouldn’t be the same without you!” I replied as I ruffled the little boy’s messy hair.

“As tempting as that sounds, Jack, you know you have to get dressed, right?” the older man questioned. Jack nodded profusely, “Alright, go on little man.”

We sat in comfortable peace as Jack made his way to his own room. Finishing my plate and setting it down, Aaron began to tug my hands in an attempt to pull me from my resting spot. Seeing as is stronger than me, he was successful in getting me to my feet, but not without a bit of protest. “Y/n, I know you don’t like to celebrate your birthday, but I thought the three of us could have a nice dinner tonight. Dress up a little and enjoy each other’s company.” Aaron suggested, in hopes I would agree.

A smile threatened its way to my lips, why was he always so sweet and persuasive? I nodded, walking to our shared closet, in search of a nice dress and shoes to match. When I began to strip off my pajamas, Aaron got a phone call and urgently left the room. I thought nothing of it as I threw on my favorite color dress which fit me perfectly along with a pair of shoes which complemented the dress.

Moving to the bathroom I overheard Aaron, “I’m trying, but it's hard to be sneaky. Okay. But she can’t know.” Who was he talking to? And what in the world was he talking about? What can’t who know about? “Alright, see you then, bye.” I hurried and hid in the bathroom, not to let Aaron know I was eavesdropping.

“Who was it babe?” I tried to ask innocently.

“Uh-Oh no one! I just have to run by the office, I forgot I was supposed to meet someone. And I’ll drop off Jack at Haley’s on the way, so you have time to yourself.” He answered quickly, and somewhat nervously. Furrowing my brows,

“Okay, I love you?” I call out from the bathroom.

“Yeah, I’ll see you later?” He responds, halfway out of the door already.

Is he hiding something from me? What could it be? I trust Aaron but my mind can’t help wonder to the ‘What if he’s seeing someone else?’ thought. He wouldn’t, I mean it is my birthday. Would he? Trying to dismiss the thoughts I finish putting on my makeup and doing my hair. The speculation is still bouncing around in the back of my head.

As I’m putting the last of my jewelry on, the doorbell rings.“Who is it!” I holler as I rush to the door. I open it to reveal the girls of the BAU, Penelope, Emily and JJ.

“Oh girl! What are you all dressed up for?!” Emily exclaims looking at me up and down.

“I know right? Damn Y/n!” JJ and Penny chime in.

I laugh, “Thank you, Aaron wanted to take me to dinner, but he just left, I guess he was meeting someone?” I explain, letting them in.

“Hmm, that’s weird. What's the special occasion?” JJ inquires with a raised eyebrow.I guess they don’t remember it’s my birthday, no big deal. I try not to bring it up to anyone anyways.

“I’m not sure actually, I would say ask Aaron but again, I have no idea why he left so suddenly and secretly.” The girls all exchange a weird look. “What?!” I demand.

“Did he say WHO he was meeting?” Penelope requested.Stuttering I explain,

“No, not at all, it was really weird, and it might sound stupid, but what if he went to meet SOMEONE, you know?”

JJ frowns, “Y/n do you think so? I’m sorry hun, I mean we could always go look for him.”

Emily nods, “Right, and if the asshole IS doing something shady we can catch him.”

“Yep! Got his location already.” Penelope continued.

“Woah woah woah, you’re not saying to stalk my husband are you?! I mean, would that be bad?” I ask.

“Nope, it’s normal to have suspicions, especially with that mysterious phone call and him disappearing.” Emily claimed while dragging you to her car by the wrist.We all get in and buckle up. As we begin to follow the directions, I stare out the window, watching the buildings pass, the sun slowly beginning to set on the city.

“Wait, what if it’s nothing and I’m just overthinking?” I gulp.

“Wouldn’t you rather be safe than sorry Y/n?” JJ added. Nodding I turned my attention back to the road as Emily drove. Slowly making our way to what seemed to be a fancy restaurant, my hands started to sweat and a lump began to form in my throat. “I guess this is it. Should we head inside?” JJ inquired.The inside seemed dimly lit, the windows covered by sheer curtains.

“Uh-yes. Can someone hold my hand? I'm scared to see what we’ll find.” I said while we made our way out of the car. Penelope and Emily grabbed my hands as I led the way to the door. I stopped before opening, thinking about what I’d find. Was Aaron cheating? He did lie about where he was going. What else had he lied to me about? Who was it? Was it a woman?

All my thoughts were interrupted by Pen squeezing my hand. Slowly pushing the door open, I couldn’t see much, where were the lights? As I stepped further into the Restaurant a loud “SURPRISE” caused me to stumble back onto my friends who stood behind me. The lights flipped on to reveal all my family, coworkers, and friends, surrounded by balloons, confetti, and a big banner that read “Happy Birthday Y/n.”

All my worries seem to disintegrate in seconds, tears begin to fill my eyes. The girls each kiss me on the cheek and make their way to the crowd of people. Jack runs up to me and hugs me, “Surprise! I kept a secret for you Mom!”

“You sure did!” I giggled as he wipes my tears away.

“Don’t cry, I want you to be happy on your birthday mommy.” Jack says.

“I know bubba, these are happy tears! Thank you.” I explain as I kiss his forehead, standing up to meet Aaron. “You mister, are in for one.”

He laughs, “I know I know, I’m sorry. I did it to hopefully make you smile and actually like your birthday for once.” He pulls me into a tight hug. “And Emily told me that you thought I was out being… promiscuous.”

Looking up at him, “I had trust in you! I di-do! But the thought just happened to creep its way out.” I giggle.

“I get it, it seemed worse than it was, but was it worth it? I think so. I get to see my wife enjoy her day with everyone she loves. And might I add, I also get to see her look incredibly hot.” Aaron smirks.

Shaking my head, I lean up, embracing my husband in a sweet kiss.

“Hey! I hope he’s not taking all the credit for this!” Rossi interjects with a warm smile.

“Dave, you shouldn’t have! Really, I was about to kill Aaron.” I chuckle, hugging him.

“You work very hard for everyone else’s birthday, so I thought we should return the favor. Let you get time to shine on your night.” He explains.

“Thank you, really, it’s beautiful.” I answer.

“Anything for my favorite Agent, but shh, don’t let the others know that.” He winks, handing me a glass of wine.

Aaron taps a knife against his glass in an attempt to get the room’s attention. “Excuse me, I would just like to make a toast to this extraordinary, smart, talented woman.” He continues as he gestures towards me. “She has been the light of my life since I met her. From her amazing work as an Agent, to being a great mother, and to being my best friend. I couldn’t ask for a better person to love. Happy Birthday Y/n.”

Everyone erupts in cheers and ‘Happy Birthdays.’ You walk around, talking to each person, gaining tons of hugs and gifts. The party continues on for a few hours. It slowly begins to die down. Spencer and Derek stay behind to help me and Aaron to clean, while Jack lays across a few chairs, fast asleep.

“Hey, again, Happy Birthday Y/n, love ya.” Spencer quirks as he wraps you in a tight hug.

“That’s my que to leave too, Happy Birthday beautiful.” Derek claims with a hug and a kiss to my forehead.

As the place is just about picked up, I sit next to Jack, running my fingers through his chair as I peer out the window. “You know, no one has ever done something like this for me.”

“Really?” Aaron asks.

“Yea, I mean, I never felt my birthday was that important, as a kid my family celebrated the big ones, like 10 or 18, but after that, it didn’t seem like a big deal.” I clarify.

Aaron sits next to me, the moonlight shadowing through the glass, cascading over the three of us. “I hope you know it’s important to me. You are important to me. You always will be. I love you Y/n, I am so lucky to have you as my wife. And today is a day to celebrate, so my dear what do you say. Let’s head home, put Jack to sleep, and dance in the moonlight?”

Nodding, I help grab our things and help Aaron pick up Jack.

We finally make it home, while Aaron brought in our stuff, I took Jack upstairs and laid him down. His eyes flicker open as he mutters, “Love you.”

“I love you too Jack.” I respond as he falls back asleep.I shut his door and walk to our living room to find Aaron, playing music softly. Once he sees me, he reaches out his hand to me. I gladly take it and begin to dance with him. With my head on his chest, I can hear his heartbeat, and his quiet humming along with the song. I can’t help but think about all the things Aaron Hotchner has done for me. He made sure I knew that he loved me. And to be honest, I fall in love more and more with each passing day with this man.

#aaron hotch x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #Aaron hotchner #aaron hotch #aaron hotchner imagine #Aaron Hotchner fluff #criminal minds imagine #Criminal Minds #fluff #imagines #bau

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moreidsdaughter · 4 years ago

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spencer reid fluff alphabet

summary: a fluff alphabet that took way to long....

genre: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 1637

a/n: wowowowow i'm not dropping something out of nowhere...

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

spencer loves the way you put dedication into the things you do, whether it’s writing, reading, your job, staring at the television, watching your favorite show while being curled up on the couch or taking care of things around the house.

what do you find attractive about spencer? many things obviously, but his mind definitely is at the top of the list. You adore his mind, you adore the way he can ramble for days at a time. if you need him to be quiet, you hug him or plant a soft kiss on his lips.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

yes, for sure. you know that spencer would be a great dad, especially because of the way he is with kids. however, he wants to have one when he feels it’s safe. safe meaning not working at the bau. at the same time, he knows that he can’t protect his child from the world, so what’s stopping him?

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

spencer loves cuddling facing you with one of his arms securely wrapped around your waist. He pulls you as close to him as possible and lays your head on his shoulder. He nuzzles his head into your head and takes in the smell of your shampoo. then he places a light kiss on your head

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

spencer prefers to stay in and order takeout and watch movies, or read to you on the balcony. he tries to do these things with you once a week, but his job can get in the way. in spencers’ mind, as long as you’re doing something together, he’s happy.

when you and spencer do get out, you like to go on coffee dates or picnics. You two normally choose food and drinks. then you lay it all out on a blanket in a park. On coffee dates, you and spencer share your thoughts on different topics. spencer normally brings up books and you normally bring up current events and pop culture.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

“you’re my home.” spencer whispered, his hands grabbing yours. you took a second to process his words. “you are the reason i keep going. you're the only person i feel truly comfortable around without any judgment. when i’m with you, i’m at peace with myself and i’ve never felt that way in my life.” he took a gentle breath. “when i’m with you i feel at home and even though it doesn’t make sense, you've told me that it doesn’t have to. none of this has to make sense because i’m in love”

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

spencer knew that he was in love when you started repeating facts that he said to your friends. one time you had been at a birthday party and you said “more people celebrate their birthdays in august than in any other month. about nine percent of all the people on earth have august birthdays.” you giggles after rambling. spencer looked at you with a smile, he couldn’t wait to hug you.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

spencer is the most gentle human being on the planet. he’s always patient and careful with you, he has one of the softest souls you’ve ever come across. he loves being gentle with you. he watches you when you’re sick, even though he despises germs. he loves to leave soft kisses all over you and he loves hugging you. your pet names for him match his actions towards you. you call him: bubba, sweet boy, my love, baby. he’s always looking out for you and he puts you first even though you tell him not to.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

spencer isn’t the biggest fan of public affection, but he loves to hold your hand in private. When you and spence are alone, likes to do one of these two things, interlocking your fingers or he holds your hand and rubs circles into your palm.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

spencer met you in a coffee shop and you were reading one of his favorite books. he sat down at your table and asked you about your thoughts on the book. even though you weren’t done yet, he could tell that your thought process is similar to his. when he found out that your thoughts aligned and how the way that you process is similar to his, he knew that you were someone worth getting close to.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

sometimes, it’s never because of you, but his own insecurities. spencer trusts you a lot and he knows that you'll never hurt him, but it doesn’t stop his mind from wandering. when people are affectionate with you in public it makes him jealous. he furrows his brows and his hands clench because his mind is thinking would she like me better if i was more affectionate in front of other people?

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

spencer’s kisses are soft and affectionate, which makes him a good kisser in your eyes. he never rushes and he’s always gentle. it doesn’t matter if it’s a peck or a makeout session, most of the time he will take it slow.

you initiated the first kiss technically. you asked “can i kiss you?” and he responded with “yes.” you brought a hand to his cheek and slowly moved your lips in closer. when your lips connected it was magical, you smiled into the kiss and he did as well. then you giggled and pulled your lips from his.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

spencer. you’re walking into your apartment with him after a date at a museum and you place your bag and coat down. spencer does the same and sits himself down on the couch. once you sit down, you turn on the television and spencer wraps his arm around your shoulder. you're slowly drifting to sleep and your head is falling onto spencer’s shoulder. when spencer thinks you're asleep he whispers “i love you so much, you’re my home and you make me feel safe in a corrupt world of madness.” what he didn’t know was that you were still awake, so you returned his words “i love you too bubba.”

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

it was your first christmas together as a couple and you wanted to decorate a tree together. You dragged him to buy christmas decorations and a tree. the tree wasn’t big, but it was your tree. you guys decorated the tree with different color bulbs and other cool decorations. spencer was begging to put the star on top of the tree, so you let him. you baked cookies and made hot chocolate. Then you guys sat on the couch watching christmas movies and you fell asleep on each other.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

spencer isn’t a very materialistic guy, he prefers intimate moments over items. however, when he does get you a gift he makes sure that it’s something meaningful.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

soft colors, like pale yellows and neutrals. these colors are what make spencer feel at home and he sees you as his home. one of yellow’s meanings is clarity, that’s how spencer sees you, you help him see things.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

spencer doesn’t have a lot of pet names for you, but the ones he has are special to him. Spencer likes the classic pet names; sweetheart, honey and baby. occasionally he’ll swap those out for your nickname.

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

spencer isn’t quite up to date with technology, so he likes almost everything that’s older. specifically he likes reading books and writing things in typewriters or by hand. he just thinks that there's something about it that makes him feel warm on the inside.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

spencer loves curling up to you on the couch and reading to you on rainy days. he likes drinking a warm beverage like tea or hot chocolate. eventually, you’ll try to convince him to watch a show and then you guys fall asleep.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

spencer is pretty good at cheering you up, he always tries to make funny jokes or watch a funny movie with you. if he can’t make you feel better, he’ll just be there. he’ll ask you questions about why you're upset and try to find the root of the problem. however, he will never be pushy about these things, he just wants to be there and make you comfortable.

making spencer feel better is a hard task. normally he just shuts down when he gets like this, he’ll mope around the house and stay quiet. he thinks that he can get over the issue himself, but he can’t. It takes awhile for him to open up, but once he does, it never stops. at the end of the day, he just wants a hug and some cuddles.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

spencer loves to talk about literature and facts. he never has nothing to talk about because he can go on and on for days about anything, but literature is definitely his favorite.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

you. you help spencer relax. whenever he’s in a room with you, his bundle of nerves just melt away.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

his knowledge. he’s not afraid to dish out facts around others, unless he’s told to stop. sometimes he can’t help it, but he’s still so proud of his mind.

being with spencer is great, but it’s easy to feel small compared to him. Spencer tries to make sure that never happens, he’s your hype man. he hypes you up for anything like fixing something or decorating a room.

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

it was at a team dinner. it wasn’t in front of the team though, he pulled you out to rossi’s backyard and got down on one knee. when you went back inside, you didn’t say anything because you wanted to see how long it would take the team to notice. let's just say, the team found out within minutes because spencer couldn’t keep a smile off of his face.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

spencer doesn’t really listen to modern music, he listens to mostly classical music. however one time, he’s listening to music with the team and garcia puts one fool for you by zayn malik. it makes him think of you almost instantly. the ballad with hints of piano making him think of your softness and his love for you.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

yes. all the time after a year of dating, but very early on he had a small sense that you were going to marry him. it didn’t become real until you met his mom, diana reid loved you from the moment she laid eyes on you.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

A cat. it’s low maintenance with your work schedules and it can roam around on its own.

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themetaphorgirl · 4 years ago

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IT’S MY SWEET BRENNA’S BIRTHDAY!!!

we were just talking yesterday about how writing birthday posts can feel super awkward, so I wrote a drabble instead!! She loves Hotch and we were just talking about how Patron Saint Hotch is probably terrible with blood, so here’s some teenage Hotch shenanigans (with a Wonder Twin spin).

everybody go tell @thesassprincess happy birthday!!!

(also warnings for blood!)

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Aaron Hotchner had developed a fairly nuanced reputation at St. Thaddeus School by the time he reached his senior year. A short fuse and a bad temper (mostly rectified once he finished tenth grade). An ever-present scowl. A workaholic with straight As and perpetual dark circles under his eyes. All in all, a tough teenager who seemed to have no chinks in his armor.

Which was why his friends were a bit caught off guard by the incident at the library.

The library had become one of their go-to places once it got too cold to wander across campus, especially since Alex didn’t mind letting them in outside of established hours. She did mind, however, when Derek and Emily knocked over a photo frame on her desk and shattered the glass.

“Guys, are you serious?” she complained as she swept up the catastrophe.

“We know you hide snacks in here somewhere,” Emily said. “Why won’t you tell us where your stash is?”

“Because you two will eat everything I have, and leave nothing for me,” Alex said.

Spencer hovered in the doorway. “I know where it is, but I’m not telling!” he called. Derek stuck his tongue out at him and grinned at his indignation.

“Thank you, darling,” Alex said. She dumped the bits of broken glass and cracked wooden frame into the trash. “Don’t come in here, okay? I might have missed some pieces.”

Emily scooped him up under her arm. “Come on, nugget, let’s go see if Rossi and Hotchner are still arguing over Monopoly,” she said. Spencer shrieked with laughter as she threw him over her shoulder and hauled him out of the office.

“Please don’t jostle him, you just let him drink a venti latte,” Alex said. She sighed heavily as she put the pan and broom away. “Just once I’d like to be able to have fun and not have to be everybody’s mother.”

“You’re usually just Spencer’s mother,” Derek suggested. “You’re a big sister to everybody else, if that’s any consolation.”

“It is not,” she said dryly.

She didn’t mind mothering everyone in their little group, for the most part. And Derek was right, Spencer needed her a lot. But she did have to admit that this wasn’t how she envisioned her senior year.

The vaulted ceilings of the library echoed with Hotch and Dave squabbling over Monopoly rules. “Are they still doing this?” she asked as she sat down beside James. “

“Yep,” he said, tossing his arm around her shoulders. “They’re so distracted with their fight they haven’t noticed that JJ has stolen most of the money out of the bank.”

Penelope stuck out her lower lip. “I’m just mad they wouldn’t let me be the thimble,” she said.

“That’s it,” Hotch said, pushing himself up from the couch. “That is it, I’m done arguing with you.”

“Why, because I’m right and you don’t want to admit it?” Dave said.

“No! I’m just done with this stupid game!” Hotch said. “Whose idea was it to play this, anyway?”

“Mine,” Emily said.

“You’re not even playing. You just picked the thimble and told Spencer to play for you.”

“I know. I figured this would devolve into chaos.”

Hotch huffed in frustration, blowing his dark hair off his forehead. “Well, you can play for me now and you can be the one to argue with Rossi,” he said. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and his scowl deepened. “Shit. My phone’s dead. Alex, do you still keep an extra charger around here?”

“Top drawer of my desk in the office,” Alex said, leaning her cheek on James’s shoulder so he could kiss the top of her head.

JJ spread her play money across the table. “All right, whose turn is it now?” she said.

Dave frowned. “How did you get so much money all of a sudden?” he said.

“Wise investments.”

Spencer jumped so he could lean over the back of the couch between James and Alex, the tips of his toes dangling above the ground. “Did you know that Monopoly was originally called The Landlord’s Game?” he asked. “It was created in 1903 based on the economic theories of Henry George, particularly his theories on taxation.”

“How do you know that?” Derek asked. “How do you know so much random stuff? Where does it all fit in that tiny little fourth-grader brain of yours?”

“The hippocampus, most likely,” he said, frowning. “And technically, I’m a ninth grader.”

“A ninth grader in a booster seat,” Derek said half under his breath, and JJ hid a laugh behind her hand.

Spencer’s jaw dropped. “That’s not fair!” he said. “Alex said that teasing me about the booster seat is off limits!”

“All right, all right, I’m sorry, pretty boy,” Derek said as Spencer clambered awkwardly over the side of the couch and slid down to nestle between Alex and James. “Really, though, how do you know so much stuff? You don’t even use the internet.”

“I read a lot,” Spencer sulked, tucking his cheek against Alex’s arm.

Something clattered in the office and Alex jumped. “Did something else break?” Penelope asked.

“God, I hope not,” Alex said. “Hotch? Did you break something?”

A long pause.

“No?”

“That didn’t sound reassuring,” Emily said.

Alex tilted her head back. “Seriously, did you break something?” she called.

“Uh...can you come here for a second?”

She rolled her eyes. “Just tell me what you broke!” she shouted. “Jesus. This is the last time I unlock the library on a Saturday.”

“Alexandra! Come here!”

Alex blinked in surprise. “Oh, you got the full name,” James said. “That’s not good.”

She hoisted Spencer onto James’s lap. “I’ll be right back,” she said. “Hopefully whatever he broke is fixable. Unlike my picture frame.”

“I already ordered you a new one,” Emily said. “Can’t you just tell us where you keep your snack stash so we stop snooping around?”

“Nope,” Alex said. “But thanks for replacing it.” She walked behind the desk and opened the office door. “All right, what did you do?”

She stopped dead in her tracks. Her chair had been knocked onto its side, and Hotch was leaning against the wall clutching his arm. “What did you do?” she repeated, this time with genuine concern.

“There was, uh, something sharp on your desk,” Hotch said. His face was paper white. “I didn’t see it.”

“Did you cut yourself?” she asked.

He nodded frantically. “I don’t do blood,” he said. “I don’t do blood at all.”

“Okay, okay, well...don’t look at it,” she said. She grabbed him by the arm and forced him to sit down at the desk next to hers. His knees buckled and he sat down a little too hard. “Are you going to pass out?”

“Not sure yet,” he said, squinching his eyes shut tightly. “Oh god. Oh, god. How bad is it?”

She took his hand in both of hers. “I don’t know, you have to let me see it,” she said. But she could already see the blood seeping through his fingers, and she wasn’t surprised to see a long cut across his palm when he stiffly unfolded his hand.

“Do I need stitches?” he asked faintly.

“I don’t think so,” she said. She grabbed a handful of tissues off the desk and pressed them to his palm, then gently bent his elbow until his hand was level with his shoulder. “Please try to give me some kind of advanced warning if you’re going to pass out on me. I can’t catch you.”

“I’m not gonna,” he mumbled, his lips slack.

“Yeah, that sounded super convincing,” she said. She adjusted her pressure on the bleeding cut. “Keep your eyes closed and breathe, bubba. It’s okay.”

Hotch leaned his head against her stomach as she stood over him. “How bad is it?” he mumbled.

She took a peek. “Not bad, it’s slowing down,” she said. “Your shirt is probably a lost cause though.”

“Oh, god,” Hotch groaned.

Alex stroked his hair back from his forehead. “I have to say, I wasn’t expecting this,” she said. “Aaron Hotchner, the most intimidating boy in the eleventh grade, spooked by blood.”

“I hate it,” he groaned. “I can’t help it. You won’t tell the others, will you?”

Alex glanced back at the glass office door. “Uh…” she said. “It might be a little late for that.”

“Oh, shit,” Hotch said, his eyes still closed. “They’re not all-”

“Staring at you through the window? Yeah, they’re all there.”

Emily rapped on the glass. “Are you okay?” she shouted.

“Don’t tie a tourniquet, he might lose the whole arm!” Spencer said.

“He’s fine, it’s just a little scratch,” Alex said. “And he doesn’t need a tourniquet, just a bandage. James, can you get the first aid kit from the circulation desk?”

“Already on it.”

Hotch exhaled slowly. A little bit of color had returned to his cheeks, but he was still a little too pale and clammy for her liking. “Thanks for helping me,” he said. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“I’m just glad you didn’t pass out,” she said. “But don’t worry. I’ll always help if you need me.”

He smiled, his eyes still closed. “You’re a really good big sister,” he said, almost teasing.

She grinned. “Twin sister,” she corrected, and he laughed.

#the Diana to my Anne #au: patron saint of lost causes #patron saint: hotch #caitlin writes things #patron saint: the wonder twins #thesassprincess

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dc41896 · 4 years ago

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Happy New Year guys🎊☺️!! I hope it’s filled with much happiness and positivity! So this was another idea I was gonna do for Christmas, but I already had other stuff and the holiday had then passed so I figured hey why not do it for New Years🤷🏽‍♀️? Hope you guys like it!

Pairing: Chris EvansxBlack Reader

⚠️: None, all fluffy feels☺️!

Sounding the bright charm of the doorbell, a smile spreads on your lips hearing the familiar excited barks from Dodger as he scurries to the front door.

“I know bubba, I’m coming. I heard it too,” you hear Chris’ muffled chuckles as his footsteps lightly thud against the hardwood the closer he came. He doesn’t have time to properly greet you before brown and white fur dashes past him circling around your legs before peering up at you with soft brown eyes as his front paws push on your abdomen making you laugh.

“Dodge let her come in the house first bud.”

“It’s okay. I know I haven’t visit you in a while, I promise I’ll do better,” you smile scratching behind his ears as he drops to all fours helping his dad guide you in the warm, faintly pine scented home. Pulling you into his chest, your arms wrap around each other in the most comforting hug you’ve received in a while. His lips against your temple after his low “hi sweetheart,” makes you giddy with stomach doing tiny flips before quickly trying to push those feelings away.

“Y/N!,” Scott shouts.

“Scott!” Pulling away, you meet him halfway for a hug as he spins you around causing an eruption of giggles.

“I didn’t know you were back in town, how are you? I haven’t seen you in...what? A year?!”

“And what are you doing bringing us gifts on your birthday?,” Chris adds taking the respective snowman and reindeer covered gift bags from your hand.

“That’s right, Happy birthday! Have anything special planned?”

“No, I’m just gonna stay in and watch a few movies until I probably fall asleep. And the gifts are late Christmas presents since I couldn’t get them to you sooner.”

“Aww you didn’t have to do that, thank you so much,” Scott smiles hugging you again. “And you hear that Chris? She’s not doing anything tonight.” There’s a brief silence as the two brothers peer at each other as if telepathically speaking some secret language.

You weren’t quite sure what was going on, but from Chris’ pleading yet serious eyes and Scott fluttering his lashes with innocent smile on his face you thought maybe it might be your cue to leave.

“Well um I don’t want to take up too much of your time-,”

“You’re not!,” Chris interrupts, a bit too enthusiastic for his liking from his growing blush. “Um in fact if you want to stay and hang out here, that’s completely fine. We’re having a few friends over later for a last minute New Year’s Eve party, which you’re more than welcome to join.”

Your heart screamed yes, wanting you to kick off your shoes and get comfy on his sectional couch. However, your brain kept picturing you sitting off to yourself for the majority of the night with drink in hand as they laughed and mingled with their childhood friends.

“Thanks, but I uh think I’m gonna just head home.”

“You sure? I know this dud is gonna be there, but I promise it’ll be fun!,” Scott says, soon receiving an arm smack from his brother that makes it hard to hide your laugh.

“Yea, I’m sure. Maybe we can all meet up later sometime and do something?”

“Of course, and if you change your mind just give us a call or come over.”

Giving you a final hug and happy birthday, you squat down saying your goodbyes to Dodger who had yet to leave your side since you walked through the door. Being the gentleman he was, Chris insisted on walking you to your car even though you tried to tell him it wasn’t necessary since it was still light out and that you’d be fine.

“Thanks again for the gifts. That was really sweet.”

“You’re welcome. Sorry if it’s something you already have, I tried to think of things you guys might like.”

“Anything you get, we’ll appreciate,” he smiles. You could tell there was something more he wanted to say as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck. And it was as if you could see with your own eyes the conflict in his brain trying to figure out how to say whatever he was attempting.

“Hey, you okay? You kinda seem in your head a bit.”

“Yea, yea I’m fine. Just uh, thinking about how you shouldn’t be alone on your birthday. Not trying to pressure you or anything, but seriously we don’t mind you staying.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be fine,” you wave him off dismissively giving him a sure smile. “And if I change my mind, I’ll let you know.”

“Alright, and call if you need anything at all okay?”

“Okay,” you giggle, feeling his arms bring you closer again in one of his famous hugs.

———

“Why didn’t you stay?! It would’ve been better than being alone. Plus you’ve said before how fun they are, so I’m sure you would’ve enjoyed yourself,” your mom states, clearly in the kitchen from the pots and silverware clanking in the back.

“I don’t know, I didn’t want to be the odd one out I guess. The one person majority of people didn’t know and end up by myself.”

“Well being the stranger shouldn’t stop you from going to a party that you’re invited to by your friend. And if those boys are really your friends, I’m sure they would’ve tried to include you in stuff and made sure you were comfortable.”

“Yea that’s true. I also wondered if it was a pity invite too, you know? Like being invited because it accidentally slipped?,” you admit fiddling with the string on your pajama shorts.

“No I don’t think so. Chris himself told you about it when he could’ve just kept quiet. I think you’re overthinking a bit honey.”

“You’re probably right about that too,” you sigh watching the scene currently playing on the screen in front of you.

“And I know you’re upset about not being able to come home like you planned, but don’t let that stop you from having a good time. Live your life, we’ll all still be here the next time you can come.” Although you had a tear rolling down your face, a soft laugh escapes your mouth surprised by her words hitting the nail on the head. Why you’d think your own mother wouldn’t be able to tell how you were feeling even over the phone miles away, you didn’t know.

Just as you set your mouth for your reply, a knock on your door slightly startles you diverting your attention to the door across the room.

“Hey, I’ll call you back. Someone’s at the door.”

“Okay, well be safe and remember what I said! Love you.”

“I will, and love you too.” Hanging up, you peek out the peephole to see Chris switching from one leg to the other as he looks down at his phone waiting for your answer.

“Chris, what are you doing here?”

Dark jeans and white sneakers below his forest green crewneck sweatshirt, a build a bear box comes into view from behind his back to rest on your kitchen counter.

“I too came to give you a present,” he smiles hands showcasing the box.

“T-Thank you. You didn’t need to go out and get me something, especially with everyone being out for New Years.”

“What makes you think I just bought this?,” he smirks.

“Because if you had it earlier, then you would’ve handed it over when I came by.”

“What if I held onto it so I could deliver it myself?”

Eyeing him suspiciously, a grin breaks your expression as your hands begin to roam the box beginning to open it. “Then I’d ask what about your party? The host really isn’t supposed to leave.”

“Well that’s why it’s good to have your brother as your other host so he can watch over everything. And the host can leave if it’s for an important reason.”

“Fair point, but still-,”

“Y/N, open your present please?,” he grins as you hold up your hands in surrender before finally pulling the stuffed brown teddy bear with jeans and a pullover hoodie from the box making you gasp as a soft “aww” leaves your lips. You read the card attached that says “a new friend to be independent together with” instantly causing a rush of memories and you to smile.

It was an inside joke between the two of you ever since your first week of meeting each other. You were his makeup artist while on set of his last project, and noticing that you seemed bored sitting outside the makeup trailer one day, invited you to get lunch with him.

Conversation came surprisingly easy as you walked side by side to a nearby cafe. Not that you expected him to be the snobby, stuck up type to look at everyone on set who wasn’t a fellow actor as less than and undeserving of his time. You’d heard before how nice he was ultimately being loved by those who had the chance to interact with him. As a fellow introvert though, you could tell from your first couple of talks how it took a while for him to warm up to someone.

And from your experience, typically with two introverts together, there could be a bit more silence than talking.

You can’t remember exactly what the both of you laughed about standing near the front of the line, but that was cut short when the older lady behind you complimented on how cute of a couple you were.

“Oh no, we’re not together,” he corrected with a light chuckle, before quickly feeling guilty that you might take offense. “I mean not that I’m not attracted or anything because you are pretty. Beautiful in fact. A-And not that I’ve thought about it or that’s why I invited you because I promise it didn’t cross my mind! Not that it would be a bad thought either! I just..um..”

At this point both you, the lady behind you, the waiting barista, and everyone within earshot of his rambling were watching making up from his neck to his ears tint red.

“...we’re just coworkers getting lunch,” you smile trying to ease any further embarrassment. Or confusion at this point.

“Yea together, but independently. Independently together,” he adds as she nods, a light laugh leaving her lips.

“Words weren’t really your strong suit today huh?,” you giggle making it back to the lot as he shakes his head silently laughing at himself.

“I-I was trying to correct her without potentially offending you.”

“Thank you for thinking about my feelings, but I was fine, you didn’t have to worry. Now if you were like utterly disgusted and started gagging or something-,”

“Noo, no I’d never do that. And if I did, I’d definitely understand if you punched me in the face repeatedly. Honestly probably encourage it.”

Both of your laughters dying down, it’s the first moment of silence you’ve experienced with him today. It’s doesn’t feel awkward at all though, and you may just be strolling along with the summer sun on your skin, but you don’t want to leave.

Little did you know he didn’t want to either.

“Um well I guess I’ll see you later then,” you shyly smile reaching the steps of the makeup trailer with Chris’ hand resting on the railing.

“See you later Y/N.”

“Oh, and be sure to get your words together when you’re in front of the camera. That’s kinda important.”

“I’ll try my best,” he deeply chuckles with hand over his chest. “If you don’t see me tomorrow though you know what happened.”

“Oh man, then who’d I get lunch independently together with?”

“You’re not gonna let me live that down are you?”

“Maybe. Eventually.”

His lips slightly part for his next remark, but the director calling his name steals his attention, yelling about changes to the script. Turning back to you, you both said a quick goodbye before he jogs off.

Not before thanking you for walking ‘independently together’ with him and flashing you his gorgeous smile.

“I know it’s kinda kiddish, but-,”

“No it’s perfect Chris. Thank you.” Arms wrapped around his middle, a smile tugs at the corners of his mouth as his arms seem to naturally fit around your body. You can’t help but to feel those flips and tingles from earlier, this time though opting to bask a bit in the feeling versus ridding it away.

“You’re welcome.”

Soon you’re both startled from the sound of poppers and party horns coming through your walls from the surrounding apartments as voices shouted “Happy New Year!,” and cheered.

“I didn’t realize it was already midnight. You should uh probably head back to your party,” you speak pulling away to set down your new, smaller friend.

“Yea you’re right,” he states following behind as you unlock your front door seeing the hall littered with confetti and glitter. Nearly stepping over the threshold, he pauses before turning back around to meet your eyes, which were now scanning outside wondering why he stopped.

“What is it?”

“N-Nothing, I just...uh, t-there’s actually another reason why I came by.”

“Um...okay. What’s up?”

Inching closer and closer until you could smell the mint from his gum, his larger hand finds your cheek and thumb grazes along the bone briefly looking down at your lips before meeting your eyes again.

“I’m guessing this is the other reason?,” you whisper, nervously tucking part of your bottom lip between your teeth.

“It is. If there’s someone, or you say no that’s fine though. I-I jus-,”

Your lips on his muffle his next couple words as his other hand gently grabs your side pulling you as close as you both could be. His soft lips paired with their equally forceful yet careful movement leave your head dizzy, in the best way, and hands clasping onto his sweatshirt to steady your now wobbly legs. Separating to catch your breath, your swollen lips stay hovering anticipating a repeat.

“There’s no one, and I think I just gave you a definite yes.”

“Looks like no more independent together then,” you both chuckle before your lips resume their previous actions.

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crackheadgeminibby · 5 years ago

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So my birthday is tomorrow/today (its 2am july 19th) and i was wondering if i can request a Chris evans x black reader or henry cavill x black reader(im not too sure if you write stuff about him) and nothing angsty im too sensitive for angst thanks

birthday surprise

pairing: chris evans x black!reader

warnings: language, age gap, teeny tiny angst maybe?

word count: 1.5k

i do not consent to my work being copied in any way, shape or form or reposted on any other platform

not my picture

You were freshly out of school when you were hired as an assistant to the head makeup artist on the set of Captain America: The Winter Soldier. Most of the time, you were tasked with making touch-ups on the main cast during filming. This had given you the opportunity to get to know Chris more than you ever thought it would.

After the wrap party, Chris had suggested he give you a ride home as you had been drinking and the night ended with you two kissing. After that, Chris and you had agreed to try and take a slow shot at a relationship together. As everything was going great, you had moved in with him in Los Angeles.

When the Coronavirus outbreak happened, you were working on the West Coast and Chris on the East Coast, so you had both decided that it would be better for both of you to quarantine separately as an effort to keep you both healthy, as much as you missed each other.

As you worked on different new makeup techniques at home, when Chris’ birthday passed, you had planned a whole day of Facetime celebration that had gone beautifully well as you both enjoyed yourselves.

Today is your birthday and as you know that Chris has his hands full with the launch and reception of A Starting Point, you had told him that you didn’t want to do anything big for your birthday: a simple Facetime dinner would be special enough for you.

You had decided to just relax all day and, later, get ready for your virtual dinner date with Chris. You left for the grocery store around 6pm as Chris and you had agreed to start cooking together at 7:30pm.

However, it was almost 7:30pm and you were stuck in the cash line of the grocery store. You were starting to get impatient as the man presently paying for his groceries was taking his sweet time to flirt with the cashier. You were about to ask him to hurry up when your phone signaled an incoming message.

baby🥰, 7:29pm:

Hey princess, are you ready?

You bite your bottom lip and answer.

you, 7:29pm:

baby i am so sorry i’m stuck at the grocery store and this idiot in front of me won’t hurry up

can we facetime at 8 instead?

You look at your screen closely as you see the 3 dots pop up and disappear at least 3 times until they disappear permanently.

Shit. He’s mad at me. On my fucking birthday. That’s just a fucking great-

You’re taken out of your anxiety rabbit hole by the cashier calling you over. You stuff your phone back in your pocket and hurriedly finish at the grocery store to make your way home.

As soon as you park your car, you hurry to get all the groceries inside the house. You throw the front door open and slam it shut as you drop your groceries on the floor of the kitchen and head to the office to get your computer and facetime Chris. As you’re about to pick your computer up, you stop in your tracks.

“What the fuck?”

You head back into the dining room in which you swear you just saw Dodger through the window. You stop at the door of the dining room when you see that the whole table is completely set up with ten plates each covered by a metal cover. You frown, turn around and are about to go in the backyard when you knock your head into a muscular chest. You look up and see Chris sporting the biggest smile you’ve ever seen while looking as handsome as ever in a black suit. Your eyes widen as a smile forms on your face and you immediately wrap your arms around him.

“Oh my God, Chris, what the hell are you doing here?”

He chuckles at your reaction and says, “Well, I certainly couldn’t leave my baby alone on her birthday now, could I?”

You smile and hug him even harder.

Dodger then comes barrelling through the house and starts jumping up to try and get your attention. You let Chris go and kneel next to Dodger, petting him.

“Hi there, bubba. How’s my best boy doing?”

You hear Chris whine and see him pout as Dodger starts to lick at your hands. You wink up at Chris and laugh as he crosses his arms across his chest. You get back up and turn to look at the table again.

“Chris… I can’t believe you did all of this for me. Really.” You turn around and look at him, smiling. “Thank you so much.”

He takes you back into his arms and whispers, “You’re welcome, princess.”

You give him a kiss on the cheek and look between the table and him, “Guess I should go get dressed up, huh?”

After taking a quick shower, you look in the closet for a dress capable of matching the ambiance that Chris had set in the house: classy and elegant but relaxed. You decide on a dress that you had gotten for a red carpet that you had attended with Chris.

You head to the dining room and find Chris already sitting at the table. When he hears you come down, he gets up and adjusts his suit.

“My God, Y/N… You look so beautiful.”

You feel the heat rush to your cheeks as butterflies swim in your stomach; Chris never failed to make you feel this way.

Chris comes to you, gives you a chaste kiss on the lips and pulls out your chair. You sit down and smile as he heads to the opposite side of the table and sits down.

Chris had prepared a five-course meal consisting of bruschetta, a French onion soup, a Mediterranean salad, Fettucine Alfredo and a chocolate mousse for dessert.

As you’re finishing your chocolate mousse, you can feel Chris’ eyes on you. You slowly look up at him and smile,

“You okay?”

He smiles back at you and scratches the nape of his neck before answering, “Yeah, I just like looking at you.”

You feel the heat fill your cheeks again as you contemplate his answer and tilt your head back to your dessert. He continues to look at you and smile as he says,

“Why don’t you go choose a movie for us to watch while I clean this up?”

You nod, get up and make your way to the living room. You turn on the TV and start browsing Netflix when you hear,

“Hey Y/N? Can you come to the kitchen for a second, please?”

“Yeah!”

You head to the kitchen and confusedly frown when Chris is nowhere to be found. You start to turn around and say,

“Chris? Where are-”

You stop in the middle of your sentence when you see Chris in front of you, on one knee with a black, velvet box in his hands. You choke on your breath and whisper, “Oh my God…”

“Y/N. Ever since the first day I met you, I knew that you would have an impact on my life. I didn’t know exactly when or how, but I could feel that you were going to completely change my life. You have been my better half for almost 6 years now and I couldn’t ask for anyone better. You have helped me understand the true meaning of happiness. There are a million reasons why I love you but the ones that, without a doubt, make me question why it took so long for our paths to cross are that you are smart, you are talented, you are literally so funny, you are loving, you are compassionate, you are the most beautiful woman on this planet and you make me a better person. The greatest gift that you could ever give me would be to allow me to wake up next to you, every day for the rest of my life.” He now opens the black box and reveals the prettiest diamond ring you have ever seen.

“Y/N Y/L/N, would you do me the honor of marrying me?”

By now, you could only see Chris’ blurry silhouette as tears were pouring out of your eyes and down your face. You’re at a complete loss for words as you continue to cry your eyes out. Chris starts to breathe heavily and becomes anxious as you don’t say anything or move at all for the next minute,

“Y/N?”

Hearing him say your name again seems to reactive your brain as you rapidly nod your head and your voice cracks as you answer,

“Yes, Chris. Oh my God, yes!”

Chris’ smile returns as he removes the ring from the box and slides it on your finger. He gets up and immediately crashes his lips to yours. He passionately kisses you as he picks you up, bridal style. Chris looks down at you, smirks and asks,

“What do you say we consummate this proposal or, you know, whatever it’s called?”

You laugh and nod your head as you kiss him again.

Chris really had the best birthday surprises.

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Chop Top having a daughter with S/O

(A/N: Alright y’all! So I’m a little obsessed with Chop Top right now and surprise surprise, I make a headcanon about him having a kid with S/O 😂😂😂😂😂 I tried my best making this and I hope y’all like it!)

• When you first announced that you were pregnant, he was absolutely OVER THE FREAKIN’ MOON!

• He didn’t care about how the baby of the gender was gonna come out, all he cared is that he was gonna be a dad

• He wanted to name the baby

• But you wanted to too

• Y’all did a rock paper scissors on it

➼ “Rock paper scissors, shoot!”

• Chop chose rock and you chose scissors

➼ “HA! R-rock beats scissors! I WIN! I g-get to name our daughter a-and you don’t!”

• ANYWAYS! Fast forward!

• His daughter would be a total Melophile

• (A Melophile is a person who loves music)

• Just like her father is

• Thanks to him showing her some golden oldies from his time

• And letting her listen to the radio all the time

• For her 1st birthday, Chop gave her a radio of her own to have

• She would probably say his some of his catchphrases since she hears them sometimes

➼ “Music is my life! That’s what daddy says!”

➼ “Far out, man!” She says with a big grin and peace sign.

• The things she learns from her father.

• She has heard him cuss in front of her and unfortunately repeated some of them

• Drayton heard this and tried to hit her with a broom

• But you stop him and say you’ll handle this since you were her mother

• She tells you that she heard the words from her daddy

• You reminded her to never say those “bad” words and never say them just because Chop said them

➼ “I’m sorry, mommy. I won’t say them again if it makes you upset”

• You then tell Chop to watch his language around her

• He surprisingly “does”

• Just not in front of you though

• Secretly, when you’re not around, him and your daughter curse up a storm

• There will be singing!

• TONS of singing from both of them nonstop

• Getting on Drayton’s last nerve to the point he threatens to give them both the broom

• (She loves her uncles but Drayton isn’t her favorite mostly for that reason)

• When she was born, he would play her his favorite tunes

• And even used to sing to her

• He can’t sing for crap but he tries

• She’d be a total daddy’s girl

• While she does love both you and Chop

• But she loves her dad more

•Chop’s nickname for her would be “lil princess”

• He would totally spoil her

• And would literally would do anything for her

• Like ANYTHING no matter what the circumstances are

• If she wanted a new album from her favorite rock band

• Chop Top would NO DOUBT go to serious circumstances to get it for her

�� ➼ “Momma? Daddy? My birthday is coming up!”

➼ “W-what do you want f-for your birthday, lil princess?

➼ “I want the new Joan Jett album that just came out!”

➼ “Alright, d-daddy will get it for ya!”

• She’s a huge fan of Joan Jett and talks about how she wants to grow up to be just like her

• (Although, I think she would grow up to be bit of a metal head but she does like all rock music)

• She tells y’all she wants to be a singer when she grows up

• Y’all, mostly Chop, support your daughter’s dreams

• For Christmas, you bought her a kids microphone to sing into and carry around

• Nubbins will record videos of her little concerts she puts on occasionally

• Bubba enjoys them probably more than the whole family

• Drayton cringes due to her “bad” singing

➼ “Oh dear god, let this be over!”

• She would ask about his plate

➼ “Daddy, what’s that silver thing in your head?”

➼“T-that’s my plate”

➼ “How did you get it?”

• He doesn’t like talking about Vietnam that much

• Nor does he go into detail

• So he just tells her he “had a bad accident” while he was far away from home

• Chop Top would definitely be overprotective of his daughter

• Fast forward again!

• Imagine when she gets a boyfriend when she’s a teenager, WOOOAH NELLY!

➼ “H-hey, kid! You break my little girl’s h-heart, I’m gonna eat yours!”

➼ The boy thought Chop wouldn’t be serious

➼ But he is! He’s DEAD serious

➼ “Yes sir! Your daughter will be in good hands! I promise!”

• Or Just IMAGINE when the boy is a playboy, making her believe he likes her and asks her out on a date only to stand her up as a cruel prank, leading her to end up running away home in tears

• When she told him what had happened, Oh man! That will NOT end well!

• Chop would be ENRAGED!

➼ “I-I’m gonna KILL HIM! Tell me w-where he is and I’ll handle it”

• He’d go out in the middle of the night to find that little shit so he could teach him not to mess with his little girl

• He ended up being breakfast, lunch and dinner

• Your daughter KNOWS what happened to that boy

• And guess what? She doesn’t care *shrugs*

• (In hers and Chop Top’s eyes, he deserved it)

• After all, her family IS the Sawyers and she’s proud of being a member of the family

• In fact, when she was a kid, Chop Top taught her about the family tradition

• And how to kill victims

• When she was a kid, about 9 years old, she committed her first kill but it wasn’t another kid

• It was a grown ass man but he wasn’t innocent when it happened

• He damn near tried to attack your daughter while she was playing outside with her dolls

• And guess what happened?

• YUP! You guessed it!

• Chop Top, Nubbins and Bubba heard the screams that went on outside and saw what was happening, they ganged up on the guy, knocking him out cold and dragging him into the house.

• They tie him up in the basement and torture him for a bit

• Chop stabs the guy making him scream in pain

• As he should

• He gives the knife to his daughter……….

• (She was angry that he had tried to hurt her and possibly kidnap her)

• .............And gets to stabbing him multiple times until he was dead

• The family cheers her on and talks about how proud they are for her first kill, especially Chop Top who’s especially proud

➼ “W-wait to go, lil princess! I-I’m so proud of you!” Chop praised her, hugging her. “Y-you really do have that Sawyer b-blood kickin’ in!”

• She loved when her dad was proud of her and loved seeing him happy, it made her feel great and warm inside

• She’s a sweet, intelligent girl and takes after some of your traits

• But doesn’t take kindly to assholes

• She doesn’t believe in killing folks for the hell of it but believes killing when well deserved

• Chop doesn’t mind though or care of her reasons of killing because at the end of the day, to him, she still makes him proud by killing

• It’s like what Drayton says “The Saw is family”

• And she was proud to be apart of it

• Both you and Chop are proud of the little girl you raised

• But of course, he thinks he does a better job at raising her and would wanna take all the credit

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