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[mashollings]

Recent crochet projects ~ 🧶💖

[daquila]

Satoru’s Birthday Surprise! || Gojo Satoru x Reader

synopsis: in which you and your students surprise Satoru with a painting!

part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/daquila/717999046671925248/happy-birthday-toru-gojo-x-reader

Satoru is not the person that you really know.

He is independent, cocky, and loud around anyone— especially the higher-ups! But with you? He completely melts as he steps into your shared home.

But he’s also unpredictable.

The smell of freshly-cooked pasta lures him into the kitchen, only to be greeted by an eager Y/N that’s ready to knead some dough. You were attempting to bake a loaf of garlic bread since it would go well with your tomato-basil pasta. It was a recipe from the cookbook that Nanami gave you on your 25th birthday.

Normally, you wouldn’t really cook pasta so early in the morning; however, Megumi, Nobara, and Yuji are visiting later that afternoon. It was because of your husband’s birthday.

“ The kids are about to come inside— they’re just picking up some extra ice cream at the grocery store nearby, “ Satoru said as he hugs you from behind, pressing soft kisses on your shoulders and neck.

“ ‘Toru, please change out of those pajamas, “ you scolded, staring at his spider-man suit. The sorcerer proceeded to pout as he quickly took it off and replaced it with a button up shirt and pants.

“ Why! Did you want to gatekeep spidertoru! It’s MY birthday, “ he proceeded to complain as you scoffed and placed the dough in a pan.

The sorcerer heard giggles coming from the front door, assuming it were the three, he quickly ran to greet them.

Nobara and Yuji were carrying heaps of snacks, because they didn’t want Megumi holding anything. Apparently, they lost a silly bet while training with Inumaki and Panda. Megumi sure is receiving top-tier princess treatment!

“ Ah— ‘Toru, please hand them some drinks! I made some orange juice earlier, “ quickly shoving the dough in the oven, you started to clean the messy kitchen.

The students began greeting their teacher a happy birthday, and your husband delightfully greeted the treats into his mouth. They all gathered in the living room to play board games.

Megumi, who clearly just woke up from the car ride, helped you clean up. His head was still in the clouds, clinging onto that thread of sleepiness.

“ Shoo! Shoo! I don’t need your help, Megumi. Go have fun with your friends— I’ll be right here if you need me, “ breaking the silence, he just looks at you and nods. You just smile in reply— it’s his habit of staying silent when he’s still sleepy.

You proceeded to walk into the living room, carrying assortments of different types of pastas, croissants, and treats. The oven suddenly chimes as you settle the last tray of food.

“ Y/N’s bread tastes amazing while it’s still piping hot— my wife is such a chef, “ Satoru smirks, stuffing his mouth with a croissant.

“ Stop talking while eating, Gojo-sensei, “ Nobara scoffed, disgusted as she watched her teacher choke on his food. Megumi stands up and walks to your bedroom, finding the still-life that you and the students painted last time.

Satoru’s eyes melt into a softer expression once his student (and son) hands him the painting.

“ Is this for me? “ he says, hands clutching his chest.

Nobara then proudly boasts about her contribution to the painting as Yuji urges their teacher to open it.

But then something unexpected happens…

Your husband breaks out in an uncontrollable wail.

Chest heavy, nose running with yellow snot, he dramatically says, “ T-t-th-tha-thank….. y-yew…. “

He is the literal embodiment of a tall child.

You grab a box of tissues and wipe off the drama on his face. Nobara quickly takes out her phone and steals a picture of the sobbing sorcerer. I mean— who wouldn't! Megumi takes a mental note to remind himself to post that photo of Gojo crying.

For the next few hours, you and your students spend the time by absolutely destroying their teacher in a game of Monopoly. Satoru, however, would spend these next few hours thinking about how grateful he is to have you by his side.

didnt proof read bc i never do … this is probably my longest fic yet

i have had this in my drafts for so long… i just decided to post this now bc ive got two requests for the part 2 already hehehehe

[g-h-0-s-t-3-d]

A Gift to Remember - Soap x Myles (OC)

A/N1: My gift to @grianm ,, my best friend of almost seven years now RAHHHH. Here's her OC Myles (who will be paired with Soap in the later chapters of Silhouettes and Songbirds hehe) with the 141 on her birthday.

Pairings: John "Soap" MacTavish x Myles "Orange" Prower (OC), Simon "Ghost" Riley x Wren "Hawk" Yarrow (OC)

Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship, SFW, Military Themes (Call of Duty)

Days off for the 141 were few and far between, so all of them being on leave was damn near a miracle. A miracle Soap would appreciate much more if he could just pick the right gift.

“I dinnae know what to tell ye!” he exclaims, his deep accent showing with his growing frustration. “She hates gifts. But I’d be a right bastard not to get her anything.”

“A drink and a good night,” Simon quips, chuckling ever so quietly. “Always worked for you before.”

Soap frowns, unimpressed. “Aye, for the hookers.” Simon only shrugs playfully, earning even more of a reaction from the Scot.

“Leave him be, Simon,” Wren cajoles him, but not without winking at Soap. “He’s just nervous for his girlfriend’s birthday.”

“I’m not,” he huffs, crossing his arms. “Last I checked, Tiny over here is the only one making a big deal.” He gestures towards Wren, who only shrugs her shoulders and grins innocently. Soap groans and begins to pace. ���Ye two hens have it easy - yer already hitched with a kid!”

“I never gave her gifts, idiot,” Simon deadpans, “Won ‘er over with my effortless charm.” Wren snorts at that, elbowing her husband pointedly.

“Yeah, right.”

But the corners of Simon’s eyes crinkle as he looks down at Wren - his Wren - and Soap can’t help but yearn for that same camaraderie, that same companionship, with Myles.

“This is important,” he sighs. “She needs to know I care.”

“She does, dumbass,” Wren replies. “Tell ya what. Give her those sketches you’re always doing.”

Soap’s face goes tomato-red. “Ye know about those?” Wren snickers in response.

“ ‘Course I do. What kinda friend would I be if I didn’t occasionally go through your stuff?” She teases him easily, relishing in the irritated response she gets from Soap, who squares up his shoulders and takes a step toward her. Simon steps in before he can get any closer.

“Relax, Johnny. I saw ‘em. You left ‘em out in our bunk one night. You’re not very discreet.” Soap’s mouth snaps shut, and his gaze flicks to the ground. Just when he thinks Simon is going to tease him relentlessly, the tall Brit quirks his lip up into a small smile. “They’re not shit. She’d like ‘em.”

“They are shit,” Soap responds in surprise, shuffling on his feet. “I did them too fast, the proportions are off-”

“But you did them,” Wren cuts in. “That’s all that matters.”

Soap thinks for a moment. With a small boost in confidence, he nods and smiles gently.

“Aye.”

–

Myles’ party was held that night at the Rileys’, if only because little Johnny had pointedly demanded to see his uncle that shared his name. Soap and Gaz certainly weren’t complaining, as any night at the bakery always meant a surplus of food.

A few drinks in and Price was already telling war stories, Laswell listening intently to each one as if she hadn’t heard them a thousand times before. Gaz was focused intently on the game displayed on the television, rooting loudly for a team none of them had even heard of. Myles sat peacefully watching Soap play excitedly with his miniature, baby Johnny always enamored with the Scot and his antics.

Simon sighs contentedly as he watches his son interact with his teammate, a warmth rekindled in his gaze that he thought he’d lost a long time ago. Though Simon had always been a man of few words, Wren can see his happiness radiating from his affectionate gaze, his relaxed posture, his loose movements. She only smiles up at him, the two of them communicating silently through bright eyes and contented breaths. Simon extends his arm out ever so slightly - a silent invitation - and Wren gladly accepts, stepping closer to him and settling against his side.

And after they’d all sat down to a big dinner and gathered around the lavishly-decorated cake Wren had baked just for Myles, Soap found himself alone with her on the back patio while festivities wrapped up inside. His heart beating frantically in his chest, he steps up to her awkwardly.

“Hey, Lass,” he begins, unable to hold back a smile when Myles turns to face him, bright eyes and radiant grin threatening to crumble his world at the seams. She says nothing, but she watches him, intrigued, as he offers a small, wrapped orange box to her. “I know ye aren’t big on parties, but I hope ye had fun tonight. I, uh… I drew these… for ye, Hen. Was hopin’ to touch ‘em up a bit, but I never got the chance. I hope ye still like ‘em.”

If Soap wasn’t blushing before, he definitely was now, hyper-analyzing the way Myles let her hands linger on his just a little longer before taking the gift and opening it carefully to reveal a small notebook full of intricate drawings of her, of them, of the team. She loves the hopeful grin Soap gives her as he watches her flip through the pages, tracing over the sketches with her fingers and noting every finite detail he’d so carefully drawn in.

"Happy birthday, Hen."

Myles was never big on birthday parties. But maybe, she muses with a smile that lights up Soap’s whole damn world, this one wasn’t so bad.

A/N2: happy birthday girl i love you and tumblr is honestly the most fitting place to post this like its so real

[walker33961]

"A N I L L O 💍"

- Rodolfo x y/n -

Warnings : tooth rotting fluff in everything, Pure love (😗)

March 8,2023..

Rudy texts y/n's mom before coming home..

*In text*

Rodolfo :

I want to gift y/n a ring, Don't tell her right now, Just thinking when to give..

Mom :

You purchased a ring?

Rodolfo :

Hmm.

But won't give it in front of you..

It's better to give the ring alone..

Mom :

You can gift her on eid instead

*add any fest/occasion if your choice, My mom said Eid so ya*..

Rodolfo :

Nah

No way

Today..

Mom :

Really?

Rodolfo :

After she is done with reading her books...

»»——(´･ω･`)——««

Rodolfo came home , only to find y/n reading peacefully and noticed him peaking from the door in her room, happiness and love shinning in his eyes.. She smiles, telling him to switch on the TV and search something funny to watch while she finishes sliding her books in their places...

He went, sat down in the mid 2 seated sofa in the TV room.. He waved y/n's mom to go to her room so he can have some time with her.. *creating a moment to give her the ring , Mom gave him a thumbs up and goes to her room*

*After an hour.. *

Rodolfo : *staring at her like she's out of some sorta dream* Y/n : *states back* What is it love?

Rodolfo : Close your eyes..I have something for you 🥰 Y/n : Well ..okay..but what is it ?

Rodolfo : Don't peak okay.... Y/n : Okay love

Rodolfo took a moment to grab the box outta his pocket and opened to reveal a beautiful shining ring..

Photo : The ring Rodolfo gave you *The ring which my love gave me*

He told to open your eyes , a shine beaming from the velvet black box..you see A Ring

Rodolfo : In which finger would u like to wear this Love? Y/n : The left ring finger / ( readers choice ) she gave her hand and pointed to her left ring finger*

Rodolfo : *slides the ring in her finger with whole love shinning in his face* Y/n : *Trying not to cry over bcz she was just tooo much emotional*

Rodolfo : You like it? Y/n : *helds his chin and lands a quick sweet kiss on his lips* It's really cute 🥹

Rodolfo : *responding the kiss* Momma will see us Mi Amor 🤭 *shy af* Y/n : *Even tomatoes failed in front of her tinted cheeks* "Hehe ❤🤭"

- *After the movie ended, He went home with a bright smileee*

Y/n & Rodolfo was happy all the second which passed ✨

Later, Her Mom texts Rodolfo ::

Mom :

Y/n is so happy, She can't stop smiling after you gave her the ring .. She's blushing red , son..

Rodolfo :

🥰❤

(He's turned red too..)

...*＊✿❀ T H E - 💍 - E N D ❀✿＊*...

Note :

The writing is based over the moment when mi Amor made me wear a ring for now , until we are officially married/engaged . The text part was translated from Bangla to english for readers & also "A N I L L O" means "R I N G" in Spanish 😁 (the special date is mentioned in the fic which isn't a made up one 👌🏻)...

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Story:

*I swear it's short* *heh.. H.. Heh.. Ya.. *

Boyfriend ain't a word to describe him , He's straight up my husband..that's it *sorry if It sounds cringe*

He's actually My dad's good - close friends's son..😌

The first time we met was in my home, he came home for some work None of us had idea that We were raising feelings for each other *love at first sight ? Yes. *

We both were heck young ( age gap : 9-10 years) unaware of the meaning "crush" that time..but, We were each other's first crush & first love <3

Together for around 7 years and counting the sweet times with patience, love and understanding 🥰

Both of us waited for a perfect time to share our feelings properly..

He even wrote a proposal letter to me , even after asking directly...in the generation of texting long ass paragraph.. How sweet is that?

He proves loyalty every time - in this gen of sus love where loyalty, care & understanding is frking rare..

Most surprising thing,

we had no idea that both of our parents were planning for us from a very long time.We weren't able to express it to them but yk.. Parents mind and heart you know..somehow they just understand *😌☺*

Now, How about I pull up some points for a proper introduction of him to you all <3 ✨🥰

He has No bad habits ❤

Good Boiii fr fr ✨

Studied from * DU * ( tap the highlighted word to know)

Banker . Probationary Officer * here * ( tap the hlighted word to know) *1 visiting card in my wallet muhuahaha*

Pious, fears Allah 😇

Had no relationships before (ik him very very veryyy well + he's not like this gen boiss y'all, he's one of the rare ones )🤌

Respectful towards elders ❤

Obsessed with homemade foods , digging into street foods ain't in his list

Understanding , kind , includes all positive energy , behavior & nature -Well he's a total sweetheart after all ..🤭

Likes whatever I like , same for the supporting thing .. Yup *sometimes side eyeing funnily*

*Ah I can't finish if I start writing ..he's too good to be bounded in words ...26 letters, infinite numbers ain't enough to describe his goodness & how much I love him* *shy *shy *shy* :)))

And ya.. Funny point abt him.. He'll be like "😏" whenever a cute gaming character comes up in front of us *he receives my deadpan face *like ghost in las almas , but then we end up laughing*🤣

"Wish we could laugh together everyday , sitting in front of the tv or over a meme.. Well he's in a profession and gets 2 days off as weekend + He lives with his parents.. So ya . But if I call him to come over saying Mom or I cooked something nicey nicey .. Flash will be in shame by his speed of coming to me" *with his cycle + as I said before..he's obsessed with homemade food *❤❤🤣✨

Ah, well..I hope these are enough for u guys to know him, well..*Shortly🤭* 💅🏻

Oh, and if I introduce him as COD characters type? Well that's a must since I'm a COD obsesseeeeed as y'all know ( will describe like in ff's *adding their real life type too , as far as I've seen & know about * ) 😉

Serious like Simon *but not cold*👌🏻( chilling - vibin Samuel)

Crazy & funny like Jhony 🤣😝 ( Neil has Bobby the doggo and my man owns a pair of cute cockatiels *oh & a stray momma cat always roams in his home, even gave birth to 3 kittens at his resident , Often sends me pics of the cute meow member, no one owns her but his family is hers too 🥺**)

Total cutie like Kyle ( In ff's Elliot is mentioned as the sweet , cute one so ya..)

Romantic af like Alejandro💍 ( Alain the man y'all , F L U F F 🤌)

Trusted & fully loyal like Rodolfo ✨( Cool like Bayardo) *he doesn't wear chainzz & all, Watch is the main thing for him, has a bicycle instead of a risky bike * which Looks a bit like MW2 Themed *UwU*)

Handling any situation with cool brain + maturity like Price 🤜🏻🤛🏻 ( Family man like Barry..family bond was always on top, since childhood ❤)

About how he looks like : Well..dear readers, He's straight outta Dreamland, No matter how many words exists on this earth, ain't enough to describe him..

He's a guy that every girl dreams of to live with until death . Tbh, He's a combination of all cute, sweet and heart filling romantic quotes <3

Mi Amor ,

If your reading this... Ily to the moon and back.. If someone takes your name in my grave, they will see how it brings me back to life ✨🤭

End Note :

Might sound cheesy in some ways .. Well writing this fic has a bonus point which is I felt secure and happy to share this with you guys, and since I'm a person too shy to speak out these words to him.. It was better to write them down as notes in this fic, after all its based on true events thing , *I added an extra detail which didn't happen on that day , The kiss part.. No kiss and all until marriage, strict rules in Islam and we respectfully follow it ❤

& ya, No one knows about our relationship *sneaky sneaky x 100*

Fun part :

It's fun when u are posting cute , couple stuff on ig story and sharing it like it's just nothing and your single , meanwhile you were never single...*ig that's called sharing but not exposing.. *chefs kiss*

Our parents are perfectly aware of it *obviously they know it,lol* ( A N G E L S )

My 3 homies in CarryMinati Fandom * the sweeeeettttttest and top trusted, love you cuties*

And you *the reader* ( Your also my homie,whoever came across this)

No one will know until I reveal it openly *evil laugh*

OKAY THAT'S IT *chuckles*

GIVE YOUR EYES A REST . AND YA DO SUPPORT MY TUMBLR IF U LOVE MY WRITINGS

Do comment whatever your head is knocking to you

And one thing,

If the reader is in love, I wish you a very happy and healthy ending with your love. And If your single, I pray God links you up with your sweet other half who understands you truly when it's time <;3"

Support your favorite writers / Tumblr admins by Reblog, Liking, commenting... Just make their day c'mon ✨👍🏻

Loves & hugs,

- Author / writer

[willowshimmer]

THE MOMENT YOU'VE ALL WAITED FOR GUYS

Flowershoes

The best Christmas ever

It was the 24th of December.

Li Ning and Nezha were in their house drinking hot cocoa and talking.

Then they heard a knock on their front door.

"I'll get it"- Nezha said as they walked over to the door and opened it to see Mk.

"Hey Nezha, hey Li Ning"- Mk said with a scarf around his neck with a fire pattern on it.

Clearly it was a gift from Red son...

"Hey Mk what are you doing out here?"- Nezha asked as helped Mk get inside and take off his scarf.

"I just wanted to tell you guys that Pigsy and the others are hosting a Christmas party at the restaurant and invite you guys if you're free."- Mk said as he sat down on a chair

"Actually we don't have any plans today so yeah we can come! Hot cocoa?"- Li Ning said as he asked if Mk wanted any hot cocoa due to the weather outside.

"Sure I do love hot cocoa. And great the more the merrier!"- Mk responded waiting for his hot cocoa to be ready.

"What time is it at?"- Nezha asked.

"Around 7:30"- Mk said as he grabbed his hot cocoa that Li Ning gave.

"Okay perfect we'll be there!"- Li Ning said as he sat beside Mk.

"Okay and you can bring gifts if you'd like but if you don't that's fine."- Mk said as he took a final sip out of his cocoa.

"Anyways gotta go bye!"- Mk said as he grabbed his staff and scarf and opened the door and left.

"Bye"- Said both Li Ning and Nezha.

Timeskip to 7:15

"HEY BABE ARE YOU READY?"- Li Ning shouted from downstairs wearing dark blue jeans, a red sweater with Rudolph with a nose that lights up and reindeer antlers that were green and red.

"ALMOST!"- Nezha shouted as they were putting on some final touches.

Nezha walked downstairs wearing black leather pants, a sweater with little Christmas trees.

They had they're hair down and put on some blush.

Li Ning just stared in amazement.

Admiring his lover.

"Woah y-you look gorgeous"- Li Ning said with his face as red as a tomato.

"Thanks, anyways let's go"- Nezha said.

Another timeskip to when they got there...

"Welp we're here"- Nezha said as they had arrived right on time.

The outside was decorated with lights and a Santa hat on the sign.

As they entered they saw Mk and Red son talking.

They were wearing sweaters that said "The love of my life" on the back

Sandy and Mei putting plates and utensils on the table with Mo on Sandy's shoulder.

Wukong and Macaque in a booth with Macaque blushing like crazy and Wukong laughing.

Tang hugging Pigsy as Pigsy was making food.

"Hey Nezha, hey Li Ning"- Mei said as she helping Sandy put some plates on the table.

"Hey Mei, Sandy do you guys need some help?"- Li Ning asked while holding Nezha's hand.

"Sure if you'd like!"- Sandy said as he put a plate on the table.

"Can I go help them"- Li Ning asks Nezha with the face of a child who wants candy.

"Of course."- Nezha says as they let go of Li Ning's hand as they see him walk over to help Mei and Sandy.

*Heh he's like a golden retriever*- Nezha thought as he walked over to where Mk and Red son were.

Another timeskip cause I'm really tired

"FOODS READY!!!"- Pigsy says as the oven bell rang.

Everyone put the food on the table and sat in their spots.

Everything was nice until Wukong said something that caused Nezha to throw a piece of food at him.

"So Nezha how's you're path of love going with Li Ning"- Wukong said with a smug look on his face.

"It's good, Wukong...."- Nezha responded sounding firm.

"So... Have you made love yet?"- Wukong asked jokingly.

Everyone froze knowing how much Nezha hates it whenever someone asks about they're love life.

"Peaches what are you doing!?"- Macaque whispered to his boyfriend.

"Just trust me..."- Wukong whispered back with a sly smile on his face.

"What did you say?..."- Nezha asked squeezing they're fork with so much force causing it to bend...

"I asked how many times have you made love to him?"- Wukong asked giggling.

Nezha stayed quiet and grabbed a piece of a potato.

And threw it at Wukong.

"OH I'LL SHOW WHO YOU CAN THROW FOOD!!!"- Wukong then threw a piece of his salad at Li Ning.

And then everyone ended in a food fight except Pigsy arguing and for them to stop like:

"STOP I JUST CLEANDED THE FLOOR!!!", "TANG STOP ENCOURAGING THEM!!" and "EVERYONE STOP!!!"

Everyone was forced to clean up the mess they made.

Once finished cleaning up they opened presents.

Last timeskip I promise

Everyone was having a blast they were dancing, talking playing Christmas games.

Nezha and were talking and walking when suddenly everyone one said "OOOOOOHHHHH" they were both confused until they look up and spot a mistletoe.

Li Ning blushed while Nezha stares confused until they realize...

"Wait is that the thing you told me about where you have to kiss under it?"- Nezha asked.

Li Ning nodded as he pulled Nezha in for a kiss.

The kiss was passionate and soft.

When they separated Nezha said

"Today was The Best Christmas I've ever had but without you it would be nothing..."- Nezha said as they caress Li Ning's cheek.

"Without you in my life I would be nothing"- Li Ning responded as he puts his hand on where Nezha's hand is.

"I love you..."- Nezha said.

"I love you too.."- Li Ning responded.

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#i'll prob go again tomorrow and maybe take a better vid of the waves from the sandy bit of beach. it was so clear but there were a lot of

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Ten characters, ten fandoms

I was tagged by @downontheupside, thanks Choi <3

Hiccup, How to Train your Dragon: Race to the Edge

Meredith Gruksdottir, Titan Fighting Fantasy (Ssshh I know this is my friend's character, but we're a fandom all on our two-some, I swear)

Modryn Oreyn, TESIV: Oblivion

Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky IV, Cowboy Bebop

Kei, Dirty Pair Flash

Thorin, son of Thrain, The Hobbit (films)

Sara Parvan, The Undeclared War

Donna Noble, Doctor Who (10th Doc)

Darian Frey, Tales of the Ketty Jay

Sypha Belnades, Castlevania (TV show)

Tagging: Anyone who fancies playing! (I really need to get a general games taglist ^.^')

4 notes - Posted September 19, 2022

#4

Happy Tag Game

I got retagged in this by @my-writblr, TY cariad :D

Rules: When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications! :)

I just got a new desk! So much more space :D My brother kindly helped me with a tip-run so I also have less crap in the house overall ^.^

LIFX bulbs - Mine died a few months ago, so I've been putting up with a crappy CFL which makes waking up - even in summer - really difficult and makes me feel disassociated in the evening. I've just got a new LIFX bulb; being slowly woken by a bright white light in the mornings is wonderful.

Sun puddles - Now summer is getting closer, there're more puddles of sunlight in the lounge and the desire to just curl up and sleep in them is way too strong ^.^;

My tiny balcony garden (and adjacent indoor plants). Spurred on by the new desk purchase, I went out and bought some balcony baskets, so now my "garden" consists of: a blueberry bush from last year (B/Day gift from my Mum); an unwanted tomato plant from my Uncle; two flower pots; a strawberry plant; a Bird of Paradise; a cactus, a succulent, and an Amaryllis.

Having short hair - I hate having long hair during the summer, it's hard to handle, makes my face hot and itchy and is just a PITA. So I got it cut recently, and now it's blissfully short again :D

As I don't have a general tag games list, I'm going to tag the last 10 people in my notifs as instructed.

Dear last 10 people in my notifs, please feel free to ignore this if you don't fancy playing.

@lavender-hued-melancholy, @nostalgic-breton-girl, @downontheupside, @chasing-givenchy, @sleepyowlwrites, @endless-navigator, @asphaltvalkyrie, @strosmkai-rum, @catharticallysarcastic, @aalinaaaaaa

5 notes - Posted June 28, 2022

#3

Get to Know Tag

I got tagged in this by @iparisaltanwing and @lowslore. Thanks guys <3

Rules: tag 9 people you want to get to know/catch up with

Favorite color: Still purple, but am very much enjoying the “it’s just snowed and now the sky is clear again” brilliant-but-somehow-translucent blue

Last song: The Gent and I listened to a lot of classical rock while cooking over the Xmas break, but I cannot recall the last one I heard. Probably something by AC/DC or Led Zeppelin ^.^;

Currently reading: Nothing; I am between worlds right now. However I got given a load of books over Xmas, so I’ll probably start with “Rain: Four Walks in English Weather“ by Melissa Harrison

Last movie at home: Wish Dragon. It’s basically “Aladdin, only the Genie is a Dragon”, but it still gave me a punch to the heart.

Sweet, savory, or spicy: Spicy. I’m having a small craving for something with ginger in it rn (although I’m still all three as and when)

Currently working on: A prompt from the Homestead’s Fall Prompt Week; as yet untitled, it’s a short story turning the concept of good/ evil being light/ dark on its head. Also the first draft of The Ruby Falls, a modern/ fix-it AU of TESIV: Oblivion.

Tagging: @strosmkai-rum @chauceryfairytales @morganwriteblr @warriorbookworm @odysseywritings @spacetimewraithwrites @jaguarthecat @dreamwishing @alias-levi (IDK who’s still active or still wants tag games, so please let me know if you want taken off this list)

6 notes - Posted January 6, 2022

#2

Autumn This-or-That

Yoinked from @blind-the-winds, because it looked fun.

tea or hot chocolate | cozy books or halloween movies | plaid or corduroy | foggy mornings or twinkly nights | orange or black | pumpkin or apple pie | wool or velvet | picking fruit or carving pumpkins | libraries or coffee shops | cinnamon or peanut butter | spooky or cozy halloween | candles or fairy lights

Tagging: @lavender-hued-melancholy, @nostalgicyorkshiregirl and anyone else who fancies!

8 notes - Posted October 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Pass the happy! Tag Game 🌻

Rules: When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications! :)

I also got tagged by @shadowlight-inkedthoughts in this, the same million years ago ^.^' Hom...

Being so close to finally getting a certain someone out of my life

Rediscovering my passion for cooking

Yummy teas (raspberry lemonade, my beloved)

Yummy cocktails (went out to dinner now restrictions are lifting and had a Cherry Bakewell cocktail)

Lego flowers

I'm going to tag my usual writeblr tag game list. Again, this is outside the scope of that list, so there's zero pressure to play.

@strosmkai-rum @spacetimewraithwrites @wildswrites @tetrodotoxincs @odysseywritings @ayzrules @morganwriteblr @my-writblr @bexminx @writingingraves @dreamwishing @aalinaaaaaa @wardenoftheabyss @pleaseloathemyveryexistence @jaguarthecat @alias-levi

11 notes - Posted April 3, 2022

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[tidytexans]

As most of my regulars know, I love to gift eggs from our chickens away. Since our younger chickens are finally coming into their adult age, I’m about to have even more eggs to share! This includes turkey and duck eggs as well. Eggs galore and we’re pretty excited about it.

Where we live in the country it’s not too uncommon to find produce stands on the side of the road. One in particular is called “Areks Vegetable Stand”.  If you’re from around here, you’ve more than likely seen one of their benches around town or even driven past the colorful stand itself once or twice.  Being so close to our home, we’ve been stopping there the past few years for some of their amazing tomatoes and sweet corn!

I recently had the pleasure of meeting the Gustafson’s, the wonderful people who run “Arek’s Vegetable Stand”.  It just so happened that they were looking for a housekeeper and reached out to me for a quote.  When I met with Tamah, I ended up losing all sense of time just chatting with her. I could tell right away that this family was very passionate and selfless. She told me all about her son Arek, and how he started this veggie stand because of his passion for gardening and the outdoors.

Unfortunately, in 2021 at 6 years old, Arek unexpectedly passed away. As you can imagine this left the family devastated and completely taken off guard. With help from the community and their friends and family, Areks stand continued to live on.  The Gustafson family wanted to turn their tragedy into a blessing and give back to those who helped them, making their motto “Take what you need, leave what you can.”  As well as giving back to charities that Arek loved, which includes school lunch and weekend backpack programs for children in need.

Hearing all this was so incredibly touching. Without any hesitation, I wanted to help in any way possible. I told her that I would love to donate fresh eggs from our chickens for their stand.  At the time, this sounded like a great idea. However, I wasn’t sure how I wanted to do this. I didn’t want to burden them with the responsibility of bringing eggs in everyday if they didn’t get picked up.  So after some time and a lot of thought, I figured “Why not just put out a stand on our own property?! And we can give back all the proceeds!”

I had considered having an egg stand before but just never got around to it. Part of the reason why was that I didn't actually want to sell eggs. I enjoyed giving them away. It’s something that made me genuinely happy. Combined with the meeting with Tamah, and hearing her families story finally gave me the inspiration and push that I needed.  I wanted everything to be free, swappable or accept donations that would go directly to Arek's charities.

I reached out to Tamah and shared my idea with her. She was very flattered and gave me her blessing! Our son, Fynn and I gathered up the eggs and some of my many plants and got to work! Joslynn helped make the signs and the stand itself!  A good friend of ours even donated a cooler for the eggs!

The first day having the stand open was a success! Many neighbors stopped by to see what we had. By the end of the second day, Fynn and I went to close down the stand when a truck stopped by. A nice man came out with a bunch of oranges. He started to tell me that he was coming down our road the day before, saw the stand and thought it was amazing and decided that he wanted to do his part as well. He didn’t even have intentions on taking eggs or plants, he just wanted to give. After chatting for a while and finally convincing him that he needed to take some fresh eggs with him, I thought to myself that this should be a produce stand as well!  This was the moment the “The Give Back Swap Stand” was truly born!

This stand has been such a joy so far! Between coming home to new swap surprises and meeting and chatting with new people. I absolutely love watching people take pride in their community & making new friends at the same time. It truly warms my heart to take my son to drop off money at Arek’s stand, all while he learns the importance of hard work and giving back to your community. I’ve loved every moment of it so far and I’m excited to see it grow!!

So from our family to yours… Thank ya’ll!

[bellasthought]

Unplanned Plan 🍀💙

I never thought that a guy like him is still existing. 😊

The moment that I asked God to help me to let go of everything (my pain, heartaches, my darkest past, my moving on phase), I start to silently pray for my "greatest gift" but I didn't expect that He would give him this year. I can't vocally say my prayer before because I have doubts that such guy would exist, but the Lord proved how powerful He is in my life. When I accept the challenge of waiting, when I start to trust Him my heart truly, He gave me my deepest heart's desire on His perfect timing. In the most unexpected timing. I have many plans on the way but you came and it changes everything, not to destroy my goals but to add purpose to it.

First picture together 03.08.2023

My deepest why? He entrust me this man, His son, because He trust me that this time, I will be able to value and take care of this man while loving myself as well. Loving him means seeing how much the Lord loves me. The same when I see Nanay and when I'm remembering Mama. 💛🍀

Hinding hindi ko makakalimutan tong cherry tomato na 'to. For me, this showed me how attentive you are sa mga sinasabi ko. This gesture means alot, love. 🥹 This matters alot.

(03/13/2023)

[marvelous-slut]

Daddy Issues - Dmitri Antonov x female! reader

warnings: p in v, female implied reader, daddy issues to the max, didn’t really proof read this?? age gap, reader is 18 but in high school

not my first go around on the smut/fanfic side of tumblr but it is for stranger things & it’s been a while, I hope you folks enjoy my late night horny thoughts of this beautiful man

“love you kid, i’ll be at joyce’s tonight for a birthday dinner, you and dmitri come over.” you crumble the note and throw it in the floor, holding back tears. you loved your father jim hopper dearly, but since he returned from russia with joyce & a man you first knew as enzo, things were different.

“yeah every year we do this, we get each other a cheesy gift and bake a cake with those stupid candles that don’t blow out.” you say excitedly to jonathan, your possibly soon to be step brother. he kept quiet, knowing hopper would be at his home this evening celebrating his birthday, not with his daughter.

you run up to your room after you trash the meaningless note in the garbage. you find the shortest skirt in your wardrobe, some fishnets and a long sleeve crop top. by the time you change, your fathers new russian friend is out of the shower, ready to leave himself. he looks up to see how your dressed, very different from what he’s seen before. he immediately tries thinking of something else so his raging hard on doesn’t show.

“you ready?” you ask, grabbing the keys and heading out the door.

the two of you arrive at the byers home, you knew your father was going to have a shit fit when he saw how you were dressed. at this point, you didn’t care. if he was going to leave you hanging for a woman, why wouldn’t you act out? dmitri was silent the entire ride, thinking of how inappropriate it would be if he slid his hands under your skirt and finger fucked you. as soon as you walked through the door, it was on.

“hey hon-, what the fuck are you wearing?” he asks, harshly. you plop down on the couch.

“clothes dad, happy birthday by the way.” you reply cold, jonathan swallows the lump in his throat. he had never seen so much skin from you, but he wasn’t complaining. dmitri walks to the table, knowing things were about to go south.

“why are you dressed that way?” you see the anger in his eyes, disappointment as well. no disappointment could compare to what you felt this evening after reading his bullshit note. “did you wear that shit to school?” you laugh, standing up, pulling the skirt up as you did.

“do you really think if i did jonathan would have mentioned it? i mean he’s like a dog in heat right now and i’m just sitting here.” jonathan’s face turns red as a tomato, joyce comes from the kitchen.

“hey! don’t talk about my son like that!” she exclaims, hopper defending her. you feel your chest heating up with anger.

“oh i forgot, you’re my new mommy joyce! i have to listen to everything you say huh? sorry he’s barley keeping it in his pants over there. hey speaking of mommy, i’m moving back in with mine. fuck this!” you exclaim, shooting out the door and making sure to slam it on the way out. hopper apologizes to joyce, dmitri gets up from the table and tells hopper he will make sure you get home to cool off, and he keeps his promise.

“come on,” he says, looking down on you crying on the steps, placing his jacket around you knowing you had to be freezing. “let’s go

home.”

the whole ride home you cry, you didn’t mean to but you tell dmitri everything as if he’s your personal therapist and he listens and he understands. he feels angry with hopper, his son was back in russia and he couldn’t do anything about it for the time being, hoppers child was right in front of his face and he choses a woman over her. “i don’t know what hurts me more, the fact that he gave up something that was special to me or that he sent you to chase me after i melt down.” finally you two arrive back at home, he places his hand on your thigh, comforting you.

“let’s go inside.” once inside, something in you snapped. you look at dmitris figure, thinking of how you wanted him on top of you. you walk over to him, brushing your body against his.

“thanks for playing daddy for me.” this sends him into a spiral, he knows it’s wrong. the man who helped him get out of russia, gave him a place to live and he was going to fuck his daughter.

dmitri backs you against the wall, his bare cold hands running up your thigh. finally reaching the pathetic excuse for underwear you have on.

“you really had your father upset tonight,” he says, pushing your laced thong to the side, teasing your entrance with his finger, “i never thought such a sweet girl like you could do that.” you leaned your head back, silently begging him to finger fuck your eager cunt, there was no way he didn’t feel the wetness between your folds.

“what can i say?” you ask, mind fuzzy still not believing this is happening.

“i think someone has daddy issues.” he slips a cold finger into your throbbing pussy, making your back arch against the wall, a small moan escaping your lips. he sees how much pleasure this brings you and adds another finger, slowly pumping. “you want someone to take care of you, to protect you, to love you. someone who won’t disappoint you.” he whispers before pressing his lips against your neck, you whimper as he’s pumping his fingers in and out of you. “am i wrong?” he stops, waiting on you to reply.

“i- i. no, no you’re not.” he grins and starts moving his fingers again. using his other hand, he gently grabs a handful of your hair, slamming his lips against yours, sliding his tongue into your desperate mouth.

“good.” he pulls his fingers out, slipping them slowly into your mouth, making you taste your juices. “i’ll do that for you.” before you know it, you two are in his guest bedroom, he pulls you to the bed laying you down on your back, spreading your legs as far as they will go, pulling his jeans and boxers down in one swift motion revealing his throbbing cock. bigger than any other you had seen, which wasn’t shocking considering that number was very low.

“you taste fucking sweet,” he says, licking his fingers, “just like candy.” he uses his saliva to coat his cock, gently gliding it into your slick cunt. your back arches and you let out an ungodly moan. his hand finds it’s way to your neck, softly gripping it.

“who’s girl are you angel?” he thrusts into you slowly, his cock stretching you out even more than you imagined was possible.

“yours, i’m yours daddy.” the word drives him absolutely insane. he pulls your tits out of the skimpy shirt you wore, kneading one with his hand, his other hand playing with your clit.

“that’s right, you’re mine.” he whispers, his lips against your neck again, careful not to leave any marks as bad as he wanted to. you dug your nails into his back, not being able to hold back. it felt entirely too good having him inside of you. “this sweet tight pussy is all mine.” you feel your stomach start to knot up, grabbing onto the sheets desperately.

“you’re close aren’t you?” he asks, laughing and hurrying his face into your shoulder. you barley get out a yes before you feel yourself coming undone.

“please keep fucking me, right there. oh my god.” you scream out. “i’m gonna fucking cum.”

“Cum angel.” the words push you to the edge, he finishes right behind you.

“What the fuck is this?” your heart sinks, hearing your fathers voice boom through the room.

[therewasatale]

sleeping beauty

On Ao3.

Summary:  He overworks himself, again. But you have a plan to get him into bed.

You pushed down the door handle with your elbow, opening it into the long hallway. As you walked you balanced a covered plate in one hand while you held a thermos in the other as you walked along the high walls. Thick pipes ran around you but they all went the same direction with you, however they then turned and disappeared through the walls.

Beyond a door, you’ve reached the site of Heisenberg’s current enormous project. A cool breeze ruffled your hair and you inadvertently swallowed as you glanced down at the huge crater. Several doors and conveyor belts were already in place. Metal beams and, for the time being, bridges without walking surfaces crisscrossed the bottomless depth. However, if you looked up you could already make out the finished shape of the construction from the haphazardly placed supports.

What did you call it? Oh, yeah. Grinder Shaft.

"Hey, Heisenberg!" You called out to the man.

He wasn't a least bit bothered by the gap he was standing over anything. His long coat sometimes got caught in the wind. Surprisingly he did not wear his hat for once. He was held up securely by a wide sheet of metal as he examined the skeleton of the machine above him. Around him beams, huge bolts, and sharp plates were floating in circle.

To this day, Heisenberg’s power still amazed you. You also knew the other lords' gifts they had received from Mother Miranda, but the man's was different. He could have built anything he wished for. And without lifting a finger he could become very dangerous and very deadly in seconds.

A metal beam started to rise with its flock and slid into place, before they joined together as huge bolts bore into them. You could tell that all this will be finished in just a few more days, but it meant even more sleepless and restless days for Heisenberg. You had your own opinion about that.

"Heisenberg!"

"Wha'?!" He hasn’t turned towards you.

"Come here, you need to eat!"

"'m fine!"

"You aren’t. Come on, I can't get up to you!"

For a while only the clinking sounds of the metal pieces filled the crater.

"Karl!"

"Too bad for you, kitten."

Snorting, you rubbed your blushed face into your shoulder. You still had to get used to nicknames.

"Yeah-yeah, smartass." You muttered under your nose and then raised your voice again. "You haven't slept and eaten in over three days. So, please come and eat something!"

Now it was his turn to snort.

"I'm fine!"

"Stubborn bastard."

"I heard that, y'know!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Then I'll wait for you here." You sat down in the doorway and placed the thermos and plate next to yourself.

Heisenberg muttered something under his breath and returned to focusing on his work again. The metal elements slowly danced around him and clanked into place as the man moved his fingers. He was a conductor and engineer in one, conducting a melody that only he could hear.

You pulled up one of your legs and then, after some thought, removed the cover from the plate. Below it were two well-packed sandwiches. The smell immediately filled the air around you, the saline fragrance of the tomatoes, the silkiness of the cheese danced in your nose. Duke has always brought the best ingredients.

"By the way I made you sandwiches."

"Uhum."

"Cucumber, tomato, edam cheese and ham. I toasted the ham a bit and so do the bread, on butter by the way, just the way you like."

Another murmur came, but even sitting at the edge of the crater, you could still hear his rumbling of his belly.

"Oh, you son of a-!"

You gave out a chuckle poorly disguised as a cough.

The metal parts came together forming a path for Heisenberg, then descended on a semi-finished bridge. The lord scowled at you.

"I told you, I'm fine." He grumbled, but he didn't refuse the food when you stood up and handed it to him.

"I know you said that, but the circles under your eyes tell me a different story."

"They're lying." He answered with his mouth full and stared at the nearby wall instead of looking at you.

"I can still see them, you know, right?"

"Shut up!"

You took out your thermos and uncapped it is pouring a decent amount of tea into the top. It was steaming hot, but the fragrance was overwhelmed by Heisenberg's smell, oil mixed with tobacco. Personally, you didn’t find it unpleasant, you almost missed it when you were away from him.

"Here, I made tea too, blackcurrant, I got it from the Duke not too long ago."

He muttered something under his breath in response. After taking the cap he slowly blew on it and took a few sips. "Um, not bad." He took another deep gulp.

"I was hoping it tasted good," you watched with a smile as he poured out another cup of tea, then you glanced at the grinder, "You have made a lot of progress."

"Yeah, but it's still a long way to go." Returning the cap, he allowed himself a yawn. "The lower frame will be ready tomorrow, then the upper one, then the elements holding the shredder come in, and then finally the shredder itself. Although I still want to do a few tests on it and I want to make sure I secure the upper shaft part properly."

Stepping closer to him, you listened seriously and nodded, refilling the cap.

"Then maybe a week, and hm…" he paused for a few moments as you pressed another cap of tea into his hand. Not really paying attention, he downed it in one go. "What was I on about exactly?"

"You were talking about how you need maybe a week and then you can start assembling the internal elements of the grinder." You helped him out stepping in front of him.

"Yes?" He blinked slowly. "Yes."

"Uhum." You looked at him with a smile. "How do you feel?"

He looked at you with eyes struggling to stay open, and he stifled a yawn.

"'m… fine." He wrinkled his forehead as strong as he could, then, it was as if recognition glinted in his eyes. He looked down at the cap in his hand, then at you, then at the cap again, finally his tired eyes settled on your face.

"Oh no, ya fucking didn't." His head nodded down, and he tried to take a step towards, but his legs weren’t accommodating.

You were already waiting and stepping towards him you caught him, letting him lean on you. "Yeah, I fucking did."

"You little…I will…" after his legs, his tongue also became numb. Now he was leaning against you with his full weight. The cap of the thermos slipped from his hand, it clanked on the ground, and rolled into the abyss.

You weren't sure that he could had hear the last thing you said. Around you, the deep breathing of Heisenberg mingled with the thudding of the factory.

The easier part was done. Luckily, he was so immersed in his own thoughts he didn’t even notice the slight aftertaste of the sleeping drug. You’d have to thank Duke for getting some, and even more for bringing which was so effective. According to him, it could be mixed without problem into drinks and food, and the drug was certain to last for at least four hours.

Heisenberg snorted as you took his arm over your shoulder.

"All right, let's get you to bed."

 Lord Heisenberg awoke slowly. His thoughts in his head were blanketed in fluffy cotton balls. His headache was gone at least. He felt soft fabric under his fingers, and so did under his body and head. He blinked a couple of times and looked around the room. The room, which, wasn't his.

His memories finally fought themselves free from the cotton balls. He had been working on the grinder for a few days, he hasn't really been able to tell how much exactly...Then he became hungry, he drank some blackcurrant tea. Slowly he managed to put the pieces together to form a complete picture.

He suddenly jolted up in your bed with a snort.

"(Y/N)!"

"Good morning." As if you just felt his awakening, you entered the door with a tray in your hand. "How are you feeling?"

"You dared to actually drug me? While I was working ?!" He pushed off the blanket, then paused to glance down at himself. "Where are my pants? And my coat?!"

"Your pants are in the garbage. I got some new ones. I didn't touch your coat." You gestured to towards the other end of the room after you placed the tray on the small table next to your bed. "But you won't get it until you eat something proper."

"…What?"

"Come on, the soup is ready now. I put in everything that’s good for you, it should make you stronger."

"I told ya, I'm fine." He muttered, still self-conscious, he was moving towards his new pants.

"You haven’t slept for at least four days." You stood up again and stepped in front of him at the end of the bed.

"So what?!"

He was annoyed, not angry, just annoyed. But he could become dangerous if he got angry.

On the other hand, you too were annoyed and worried.

"What do you mean so what?! You know it well enough what happened the last time you overworked yourself! And I'm not just talking about all the overnight work, when you go to bed around dawn, or I find you passed out on your desk."

His mouth trembled, but his eyes just steeled themselves as he looked into yours. "Let me go, I need to work and finish it as soon as I possible."

"Don't make me the bad guy when I'm trying to help."

"Says the one who knocked me out with sleeping pills."

You had to take a deep breath. You knew you wouldn’t have an easy time with him, but you had no idea he will be so willful and ungrateful. You had to massage your forehead.

"Listen…just-just eat, all right? Just sit down and eat a bit then you can go."

"How should I know you didn't put something in it that too?" It was a low blow, even from him, and for a second, he thought he should apologize, but his pride stopped him.

"You know, I'm just trying to help, Heisenberg. For gods' sake you would already be out of here IF you would put your ass down and eat!"

"Stop bossing me around! This is my place and I do what I want!" He threw his arms into the air. You shuddered for a second and glanced towards the corners of the room. Every bit of metal in the room began to shake but did not move.

He followed your glance and made a nervous growl in the back of his throat. "I…I won't hurt you. For fuck's sake."

You needed to take a big breath, but it didn't help you to calm down. He was right, it maybe was a nasty trick you pulled, but you felt like you had to do something. Especially after what happened last time, you just couldn’t let that happen again. Your stomach tightened into a knot from just thinking about it.

"What if you overwork yourself so much again that you fell asleep while working? Without getting to a nearby door." Your voice was too quiet, you had to clear your throat. You tried to swallow, but it was as if something was squeezing your windpipe. "What if you ran out steam sooner than you think? What would have happened if you collapsed working above the crater?" Your hands trembled a bit and your voice became faint again. Memories weighed on you and fear tightened your chest.

"Last time…last time too… I only realized that something has collapsed and I found you under metal beams and rubble. I just managed to drag you out from under there!" You snapped stepping closer to him. "Gods damn it you, stubborn idiot I'm just worried about you! Calm down for once when I ask and listen to me. You're doing great, you will finish your work soon after you had some rest. Still, you NEED to take a rest because you look like shit. And I don't know what to do if you get hurt or stuck somewhere and I can't help!"  

His steely eyes became softer as he saw the sincere concern and the gleam of tears in yours. He had to look away. It still caught him off guard how much you cared, and how often you reminded him of that.

"Fuck…" he rubbed his face into his hands, then took a step back and sat back on the edge of your bed with a huge sigh. "I know… I know, god damn it." Lowering his head, he took a deep breath. "I know…"

You had to swallow to ease the tightness of your throat. You blinked away the tears, then sat down carefully next to him.

"You can be a stubborn bastard, but I'm too."

"I know." His shoulder sagged as he leaned forward, placing his elbow on his legs. His face was hidden by his graying hair, but you could see he was much calmer now. The objects around you stopped vibrating too. "Sorry."

"Yeah, I'm sorry too." Reaching out, you grabbed his hand and caressed his fingers. His skin was much rougher, but he still gently stroked you back.

Drawing small circles on your palm he shook his head. "You even took my pants. But the sleeping pill was still a bad form from you. Next time just…"

"Oh, I'm not sorry for that, just for taking your pants."

"Shut up." He snorted but a chuckle slipped out from between his lips. "Smartass. Drugging me...and then dragging me into your room." He glared at you, a soft smile.

"I'm lucky you barely ate in the last couple of days, thanks to that it only took me three-quarters of an hour to drag you here." You kissed his shoulder and leaned against him. "Not including changing your clothes and putting you to bed."

He just muttered something softly and rubbed his forehead against yours.

"And what if I tried to go back to work?"

"I wouldn't have let you." You said sharply. "I told you, I just wanted you to get some sleep. You needed rest, but I wouldn't have let you get in danger. Come on, Heisenberg, you know better than that." You looked at him. "Or not?"

Looking into your eyes, he gave out a loud chuff, much like a steam engine. "Yes, I do…I know. Maybe it's just my pride that have been hurt."

You watched his face quietly. The dark circles were still under his eyes, but he looked much more relaxed, that was already a bit of a victory for you. He turned his gray gaze into yours.

"How do you feel?"

"My head doesn't throb that much now." He admitted after a while. "And my thinking also got a bit better"

"Good. That's good."

"If you say so."

"Come on, old man." You gently pushed him with your shoulders, and you chuckled as he snorted.

"Old man?"

"Well, you did look like you had one foot in the grave."

"I had to work." He answered with a slightly offended tone.

"I know, and you're really good at working, but you are much worse at taking rest when you need to. But that's why I'm here."

"Really? I thought you're here to annoy me all the time."

"Tometo-tomato."

He snorted and opened his mouth to protest, but you pulled him to yourself and kissed him. He knew full well that you kissed him not only out of the romantic gesture, but also to silence him. He snorted again softly, but his murmuring soon stopped. He embraced you and pulled you closer, his fingers ran over your back, and wouldn't let you go for long minutes.

Your nose was filled with the smell of tobacco. You could feel him pulling you completely to his chest.

"Mh, love you, you stubborn pain in the ass."

He couldn’t stop himself from chuckling. "I should be the one who says that." He smiled and rubbed his face.

Glancing up into his eyes, one thought did not let you relax. The little thing the Duke warned you about. Maybe you wanted to help, but what if you did more harm than good? You had to ask, even though your heart ached just thinking about it.

"Tell me, do you trust me?"

His mouth twitched as he looked away. He needed to think, and with each passing second you could feel the cracks forming on your heart. You wanted to help, you would do anything for him. However, if you messed this up…

Finally, he nodded, slowly. "Yes, I still trust you."

"Thank god." A worried sigh escaped you, and you didn't even notice the way you held your breath.

"Come on, kitten." He raised your chin and gazed into your eyes. "We're both a bit of a crazy. You drugged me so I wouldn't work myself to death. And I'm something not-quite human, who has a parasite living inside him, and set up an over-the-top factory underground to use some godforsaken souls like me."

"Yeah…we both messed up in the head."

"See? However, now I will have you taste test every food we eat."

"Deal." You nodded with a smile, as a huge weight was lifted from your heart. "So now would you like to eat the soup, or would you rather relax a little more?"

"Well," he glanced at the soup at you, then at you, then back at the plate, finally pulling you into bed with you. "I've already eaten some sandwiches, a couple of hours ago."

"And you snored in my bed for six hours." You helped him out as you snuggled up next to him in your bed.

He pulled his nose up and stuck out his tongue at you. "I don't snore."

"Of course not." You put your head on his shoulder, giggling softly. "But did the sandwiches helped?"

"After days of eating just here and there? Of course, they helped." He shuddered as you bit his shoulder. "What?"

"Nothing, you bastard."

"I am one, and yet you're still with me."

Rolling your eyes, you snuggled closer with a smile, and you listened to his breathing, the rhythm of which reminded you to the thrumming of the factory.

"How did I get a clean shirt on?" He broke the silence.

"I cut off the one that was on you. I love you, but I wouldn't put you in my bed wearing a 4 day old sweaty, dusty, and oily top."

"Ah." He ruffled your hair with a grin. "And the pants?"

"Fortunately, I was able to take them off you with your help."

"What?"

"You could have dreamed of something because you muttered about getting ready for the ball and having to put on new clothes. It was weird, and I don't think it had anything to do with sleeping pills."

Heisenberg tried to recall the memories of his dream, but they already drifted far into the depths of his subconscious.

"But after that you slept like a log."

"Oh shut up."

"Why tho? You were such a sleeping beauty."

"All right, I better get to sleep."

Laughing, you snuggled closer and adjusted the blanket. He slowly smoothed his fingers into your hair and began to gently comb it with them.

"Then I will sleep too, the day behind me was really exciting."

"I can tell." He kissed your forehead, his beard tickling your skin. "Go to sleep, you stubborn bastard."

"Only if I do it with you. Night, Heisenberg."

"Good night, (Y/N)." His breathing became softer, and slower, you could feel his deep breath in your hair.

You carefully waited for him to fall asleep, and then, the rhythm of his breathing rocked you to sleep.

[kimmyluvg]

Rapunzel Pt. 4

Summary: Y/N, an abandoned baby, was taken in by none other than the youngest Madrigal Triplet, Bruno… What would happen if the family found out her glowing hair?

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Finale (6)

This will be take place during the events of the movie.

Pairings! Bruno x Daughter!F!Reader, Camilo x F!Reader

“The one and only.” Y/N said as Mirabel accepted her hand and helped Bruno up. Both Bruno and Y/N looked over the whole and then each other before looking back at Mirabel, “Bye.” Both of Bruno and Y/N as Mirabel tried to stop them. Y/N only stayed silent through out that scene where Hernando and Jorge got an appearance, until Mirabel turned to Y/N, “And you, where were you for these past years?!” Mirabel asked making Y/N gestured her to follow them. The trio then stopped at the place Bruno and Y/N have been living for 10 years, “You guys never left.” Mirabel said as Y/N sighs.

After a few moments of talking, you saw Mirabel going to the crack on the wall that leads to the dining table. Her eyes glances to the plates drawn on the makeshift table with the names, ‘Y/N’ then ‘Bruno’ in it. “My gift wasn’t helping the family… But I love my family.” Bruno said making Y/N go next to him. “We love the family… And we can’t even leave all of you behind because of it.” Y/N said as Mirabel turn to the two of them. Bruno then sat down on the chair with Y/N on the side of it. Mirabel then went to ask why she was in the vision. She asked so many times until Y/N answered it, “We don’t know…” She said as Bruno gave the shards of green to his daughter. Bruno then explained how he got the vision and why he and Y/N left.

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Meanwhile at the house, Camilo is trying to calm his mamá when the sun necklace Camilo is now wearing fell out of his shirt. Pepa saw this and her cloud slowly disappears, “Mijo… You started to wear this again?” Pepa asked her son as Camilo glances down to the necklace. Camilo nodded, “I found it yesterday and got reminded of her.” Camilo said as Pepa caressed the necklace and sigh, “Y/N was a special child… Even when she was found—“ Pepa stopped. She wasn’t supposed to mention this to the kids… Especially to Camilo… “She was found? Mamí, what do you mean ‘found?” Camilo caught on and a hailstorm started to form Pepa’s head due to nervousness, “C-Corázon… It’s nothing…” Pepa said trying to calm down but Camilo wouldn’t let it slide. “Mamá, please tell me… I… Want to know everything about her…” Camilo said as the image of Y/N came into his mind. Pepa finally calms down and sigh, “Then promise me that you will never mention this in front of her… If she comes back.” Pepa said mumbling the last part.

Camilo’s cheeks flushed and nodded. “Well… Bruno found Y/N in a box next to a bakery, abandoned… Almost passing out by the cold…” Pepa explained the night that Y/N was found. “But I remember her smile, still bright even though she got abandoned by her own parents.” Pepa smiles as Camilo imagined the gorgeous smile paste on your beautiful face. His cheeks turning red like a tomato, “And when you were just a few months old, you and her were playing so lively that I sometimes mistakenly thought that Y/N was my own.” Pepa continues as a sun appeared on her head. Camilo now looks like a ripe tomato.

“‘Milo, you love her… Don’t you?” Pepa asked her son as Camilo tried to find an excuse, “It’s alright to love someone like Y/N… She’s precious like the sun.” Pepa smiles as Camilo sighs. “The truth is Mamí… I do have feelings for her but I’m still not sure about it.” Camilo confesses as Pepa hugs him, “Oh, mijo… Just make sure that you take care of her..” Pepa said caressing Camilo’s hair. But then… Alma came and asked Camilo to look for Mirabel. So he did.

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“Why would embracing Isabela do anything?” Mirabel scoffed as Y/N sigh, “Maybe hugging Isa will just bring something like a clue?” She suggested as Bruno shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. Our family got a miracle. How do you help a family miracle? You hug a sister.” He said then Y/N heard footsteps. She forced Mirabel and Bruno to duck down as they stare at Camilo, who is now looking for Mirabel with a man’s body and a baby head?

Y/N hold a laugh, “Mirabel?” Bruno said to Mirabel mumbling. “Mira…” You said poking her but it didn’t work and Bruno almost shouted, making Mirabel look at him. “You see, you’re missing the point. The fate of the family, it’s not up to her. It’s up to you.” Bruno said as Mirabel’s face got more confused, “Mira… Papí’s right… You’re exactly what this family needs. You just have to see it.” Y/N then said as she placed a hand on her shoulder. Then Y/N got an idea, “Mira, you go and hug Isa while I distract Camilo. Besides, he has met me…” She said as Bruno was skeptical with this plan but he nodded. Y/N then turned to Mirabel, “You got this.” She said and with that she immediately go to Camilo.

Camilo, was shifting into multiple people. Y/N saw this and tapped his shoulder, “Camilo…” She said as the shifter shopped shifting and settled to his own body. He turned around and saw Y/N, “Y/N… You saw that?” Camilo said, trying to play it off but that girl wasn’t having it. “Where does it hurt?” Y/N asked as Camilo hesitantly pointed towards his knees. “Come.” Y/N said grabbing his wrist and leads him towards the kitchen. There was no one in there for the moment. Camilo tilted his head when Y/N take off her bun revealing her long locks of H/C. She lifted the knee where it hurts and wrapped her hair around it, “W-What are you—“ Camilo asked as he flushed pink then Y/N placed a finger on his lips, shutting him up, “Relax.” She said as she closes her eyes. “Flower, gleam and glow. Let your powers shine.” Y/N sang as a glow started to appear on the roots of her hair. Camilo’s eyes widen, “Make the clock reverse, bring back what once was mine.” Y/N sang as hthe glow travels from her roots to the middle of her hair. Camilo couldn’t believe what he is seeing… Back then, he convinced himself that it was a dream… ‘It wasn’t a dream…’ He now realized, “Heal what has been hurt. Change the fates' design.” She sang as the glow reaches to her hair that was wrapped around his knee. Camilo’s gaze softened as the glow grows brighter, “Save what has been lost, bring back what once was mine… What once was mine…” Y/N finishes then the glow disappears. She unwrapped her hair from Camilo’s knee and was about to place her hair in a bun, but Camilo stopped it. He gently graze his fingers on her wrist, “Don’t… You look more beautiful when it’s down.” He said and it made her obey him.

“So what I saw when we’re kids was not a dream…” Camilo said as Y/N raised an eyebrow, “Did you convinced yourself it was?” Y/N said in a playful manner. “Well… Sorta.. But mi vida, I now find it beautiful..” Camilo smirked, proposing a game to her. Y/N blushed but she coughed, causing it to decrease it’s color, “Beautiful? Oh por favor, príncipe, you’re much more hotter than the sun that your mamá makes when she’s happy.” Y/N said, flirting back to him. His cheeks turned red then looked away, “Hah. You didn’t think I would make a comeback at you? Estás muy equivocada, nena.” She said and Camilo blew a fuse, “Since when are you this bold?!” Camilo said lifting his ruana to cover his blush from the perpetrator. Y/N chuckled, “You started it!” You pointed at his as you made your way towards his cabinet of arepas. Camilo calmed down but then he saw Y/N at his secret stash of arepas, “Hey! So you’re—!” Camilo said as he tackled her into a back hug that turned into a loving moment for them.

He then stopped, noticing that their lips are inches from each other. Y/N noticed this and immediately push him gently away. He stopped her and placed a hand on her cheek, “Camilo…” Y/N said making Camilo’s cheeks flushed, “Y/N…” Camilo said and with that he placed his lips on hers.

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Let me clarify something…

Reader here was just adopted by Bruno, so Reader is not blood related to the Madrigals. She only has the surname because of Bruno adopting her, thus acquiring the last name.

I hope this doesn’t make this confusing…

Tagslist: @dai-tsukki-desu @itsmesmileyface @casedoina

[uchiha-family-for-the-winny]

Nights With Papa

Summary: Sakura is busy at the hospital and leaves Sarada in charge of the younger children. What Sarada and her younger siblings don’t know is that Sasuke comes back home sooner than expected.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto nor its characters, they belong to Masahi Kishimoto. I only own my OCs.

Warnings: A lot of fluff, Sasuke being a father to his four kids.

A/N: I just wanted something fluffy with Sasuke and his children.

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“I’m leaving, Sarada. Are you sure you can take care of all of your siblings? I feel bad for leaving you in charge of them, but there isn’t anyone I know available to come help.” Sakura told her eldest daughter who was watching the younger children.

“Don’t worry, Mom. I can handle it! Not the first time I’ve stayed taking care of them.” Sarada told her mother, determined to take care of her siblings just like how she was used to them. “Take care, we’ll see you tomorrow!”

Sakura smiled, feeling so lucky to have such a wonderful daughter. She bent over and hugged Sarada close. “Thank you, Sarada I wouldn’t know what to do without you.” She then smiled at her other kids. “Goodbye, my dears, be good and don’t give your sister plenty of trouble.” she hugged her son and other daughter close, then picked up her youngest son.

“Be good, Yusuke-kun, I love you.” She kissed the baby’s forehead and looked at the rest. “I love you all, you all are my most precious treasures.”

“Bye bye, Mama!” the two youngest waved to their mother as Sakura handed Yusuke back to Sarada, grabbed her purse and keys and walked right to the door, looking at her children one more time smiling and then leaving. It was almost 6 in the evening.

“Alright, ninjabugs, I’ll start on dinner soon so watch TV and draw alright?” Sarada told to her sister, Saori and her brother, Sake to do that while she picked up Yusuke and tied him around her back in his sling so she could have major control of him and watch him easily, since he was the baby of house she couldn’t just leave him unattended.

“Okay, Nee-chan!” Saori replied, she had been drawing flowers around a large white paper with her crayons, while Sake had been watching the TV and his favorite channel, the Ninja Rangers.

“So, it just leaves us both, Yusuke.” Sarada smiled at her baby brother who had been chewing on his pacifier and nodded his head. Sarada walked over to the kitchen and took out the stuff she needed for it. Today it was going to be on’nigiri, fried shrimp and tonkatsu for her and her brother and sister, and tomato soup for Yusuke.

She’d taken care of her siblings countless of times when her mother’s busy schedule didn’t allow her to spend as much time with everyone as she’d loved to. With Sasuke going on his many missions that kept him away from the village and his family, Sarada had to help a lot in the house not that she minded, she was very used to it. 

When Sarada was done with dinner and about to set the table, she heard the door opening, thinking it was her mother coming back to get something she had forgotten home.

“Oh, Mom, did you- Dad?!” Seeing who was coming inside the house, Sarada gasped. It was her father. Sasuke was home sooner than she would expect it.

“I’m home,”

“Papa!” Saori and Sake both stood up and rushed, hug-tackling both of their father’s legs, who gave them a small smile and knelt patting both of their heads with his only hand.

“Hello, you two. Have you been good?” He asked his kids.

“Yes, we’ve been good!” Much to their joy, Sasuke had pulled out two boxes for them, gifts for them he’d brought them something.

“Welcome back home, Dad.” Sarada smiled as Sasuke stood and walked over to her.

“How have things been, Sarada? Busy with your siblings?” He inquired patting her shoulder and smiling a little, then he looked to his youngest son. “You’ve gotten bigger than last time, Yusuke.”

“Things have been pretty fine, and not so busy I’m used to these three.” Sarada responded with a smile, as Yusuke let out a happy noise at Sasuke who poked his forehead.

“I take it, you’re happy to see your father.” Sasuke had been trying to be more close to his children, to bond more with them and to understand them all and know their likes and what they disliked. “That smells good, Sarada, what did you cook?”

“Tonkatsu, fried shrimp, rice and tomato soup for Yusuke.” The eldest Uchiha replied putting all plates at the table. “Alright you two, wash up dinner’s ready.” At that, Saori and Sake put down their gifts and rused to the bathroom to wash up. Sarada carefully untied Yusuke from her back and set him on his highchair, then she served another plate for Sasuke, adding some tomatoes to it seeing as he liked them so much.

“Here is your plate, Dad. I’ll come eat soon, need to clean up the kitchen.” Sarada said to Sasuke, who nodded taking a seat next to Yusuke.

“Do you want me to feed Yusuke for you?”

“If you want to, then sure, Dad.”

Sasuke took the small spoon and mixed the tomato soup, looking up at Yusuke. “Are you ready to eat?” Yusuke knew how to take off his pacifier when food was ready, he took it off and opened his mouth. Sasuke was surprised at how much words his son understood, he was a very smart baby. He gently got the spoon inside Yusuke’s little mouth watching him eat and swallow. He repeated the procedure again and again, putting the spoon back to the bowl and grabbing a napkin to wipe the baby’s mouth and face.

“Seems like he’s hungry.” Sarada mentioned coming over and taking her seat, right as Saori and Sake came over and took their seats to start eating.

“He’s a heavy eater I see, and he takes after me in the tomato part.” Sasuke gave a light chuckle, feeding his son. He would eat after the baby was fed. Knowing how to do it, he’d seen his daughter and wife doing it, so he’d learned how to.

“Mmm, so delicious!” Saori replied with her mouth full, being a mess as usual, and Sake was no different.

“Guys, no talking with your mouth full, it’s impolite and you can both choke or bite your tongue and we don’t want that.” Sarada lightly reprimanded her siblings, the two nodded and ate properly. Sasuke smiled at that interaction, his eldest daughter was a good sister and good role model to the younger ones, he felt so proud of her but wouldn’t say it loudly, he reserved it inside his being, but he was proud of Sarada. Of all his precious children. Soon he had fed Yusuke the complete tomato soup.

“Good job, Yusuke.” He patted his little head, messing slightly his pink hair. The baby smiled lightly. He wasn’t so loud, a very serene and peaceful baby, taking after his father in that aspect as well. He may resemble his mother in looks but in personality traits it was his father’s personality.

Sasuke then started eating his own food, liking it. Sarada was a good cook, just like her mother he thought. Speaking of Sakura, where was his lovely wife?

“Where is your mother?”

“Mom had a busy night at the hospital, so I’m in charge of the house and the kids until tomorrow.” Sarada replied, slowly eating her food. Oh how unfortunate, Sasuke was so looking forward to spend some quality with Sakura, he figured that would have to wait until  tomorrow, at least he had his kids to spend time with.

When dinner was done, Sarada took all plates and took them to the sink to wash them up, Sasuke looked after the younger ones meanwhile.

“What were you drawing, Saori?” He asked his second daughter.

“Flowers because they’re so pretty!” The little girl, showing her Papa the drawing. “And now I’ll draw you!” Sasuke gave the little girl a tiny smile.

“Alright, draw me as best as you can.” He patted her head, then turned to Sake. “What are you watching, Sake?”

“The Ninja Rangers! It’s very cool, I’m the red Ninja Ranger.” Sake said joyfully holding his action fiure of said character. His father smiled, he remembered of him when he was a child and how hyper he’d been.

“Seems like a cool character.” Sasuke lastly turned his youngest son and blinked, Yusuke was hugging an old familiar green dinosaur plush toy. That old dinosaur still lived? He knew he had given it to Sarada when she was a baby but he thought it had gone to the void, he smiled again lightly oh his dinosaur.

“Is that your favorite toy, Yusuke?” Yusuke looked up at his father and squishing the dinosaur nodded his head. Then put it front of himself.

“R...Rah!” He was trying to make a roaring noise which Sasuke chuckled and took the plush in his one hand.

“Rawr,” He made the dino’s nose rubbing lightly Yusuke’s nose and the baby let out a light squeal, giggling a bit liking this game. Sasuke was playing with his youngest, that dinosaur brought him a lot of memories and they were good.

Time rolled by and it was now 8′o clock, bedtime for the children. Sarada had come out.

“Bedtime, everyone, get ready for bed.” She announced, Saori and Sake groaned they were having a nice moment with their Papa.

“Aww, but Nee-chan! Papa’s here and is fun!” Saori whined slightly. “Can we play with him, pretty please?” Sasuke frowned, he hadn’t seen his kids in a while and he missed them all, but he also didn’t want to slow their bedtime, they still were very young and needed their night rest, so he came up with an idea.

“I can tell you a story while you get in bed.” He told them and that seemed to make the two children go to their room to get their pajamas on.

“I’ll get Yusuke ready for bed, Dad.” Sarada said to her father, coming over to her baby brother and picked him up. Sasuke would’ve liked to do so himself, but he only had one hand so it would be a little difficult to change his son into his pajamas. So he nodded and headed to the other kids’ room while Sarada prepared the baby for bed.

“You two done?” He came in and gave a smile seeing both his daughter and son in their beds under the covers, waiting for him and hugging on their favorite plush toys. Sasuke picked the chair from the corner and moved it to the center of the room in between the two beds. “This story is about a ninja who had a friend that never gave up on him...” he started.

“...In the end the ninja rectified his actions and thanked his friend for never giving up on him...” Sasuke was done with the story and looked over to his kids, finding them sleeping peacefully already. That caused a tiny smile cross his features and stood, walking over to Saori’s bed.

“Goodnight, my flower.” He leaned over and planted a kiss on his daughter’s forehead, pulling her covers over and then walked to his son’s bed.

“Goodnight, my strong ninja ranger.” He pulled the covers on his son and poked his forehead lightly, then walked over to Yusuke’s nursery, seeing he was already in dry diapers and warm pajamas.

“I can give him his nighttime bottle and lull him to sleep, Sarada.” Sasuke had wanted to do that, he hadn’t done that ever since Sarada was a baby.

“Alright, Dad.” Sarada nodded as her father walked in and sat down on the rocking chair next to the wooden crib. He was handed Yusuke and he securely cradled him in his one arm, Sarada had given the baby his bottle and he had grabbed it, putting the teat inside his mouth and had started drinking on the milk. Sasuke looked at him with a warm smile, this was peaceful it brought him memories of baby Sarada.

Sarada let out a small yawn, all this day had worn her out, normally she went to bed at 10 but today she felt more tired than other times.

“Go to bed, Sarada, I can handle this on my own.” Sasuke told his daughter while he was cradling Yusuke carefully and tenderly. Sarada listened to him and grabbed Yusuke’s used clothes of today and threw them on the laundry bin, walking to the bathroom to wash her teeth and then get ready for bed.

Now it was just Sasuke and Yusuke in the nursery. The eldest Uchiha closed his eyes, humming a soft lullaby to his youngest son, it was a lullaby that his mother used to sing to him when he was a baby he hadn’t forgotten it at all. 

When he opened his eyes, Yusuke was soundly asleep, the bottle was empty and the baby seemed very peaceful and adorable. Sasuke securely held his son as he stood up and moved to the crib, carefully laying Yusuke down, removing the bottle and replacing it for a pacifier, then he pulled a soft silk dark blue blanket with the Uchiha symbol on the baby, putting the green dino close to him.

“Goodnight, my little tomato.” He kissed his son’s forehead and clicked on the small lamp from the nearby table slowly walking outside the nursery and closing the door gently. He walked then to Sarada’s room, smiling softly at the sight of his big girl fast asleep, she had to be quite tired after this day. He walked over to her and tucked her him.

“Goodnight, my cute little peanut,” He kissed her forehead and exited her room, closing the door behind him, he then walked right into his and Sakura’s room, walking to their bed and sat down on the edge of his side, patting Sakura’s side of the bed.

“I wished to see you tonight, Sakura... but I’ll wait for you always.”

With that Sasuke curled in bed, welcoming in a nice sleep. Even though his wife was no there, he could still feel her there, her nice aroma still filling the air of their room and that was more than enough to him.

[djrogers-barnes]

Stucky X Reader - No Damsel Here - Part 3

Character Paring: Stucky X Reader

Wordcount: 820

Warings: Swearing. Finding Nemo (Is that a warning? I mean...)

You could think of worse places to be than sandwiched between 2 super soldiers. Well, it was only one at that particular time as Bucky had taken himself off into your kitchen, borrowed one of your hair ties, and was now cooking pasta for the 3 of you, but you were happy enough.

You weren’t entirely sure how you had been coerced into letting the boys cook and take care of you but you had. One moment Bucky was sat beside you, arm around you and eyes fixed on the movie, and the next you were leaning on steve’s shoulder with your legs tucked under you as pots and pans clattered around the kitchen.

They decided that takeout was probably a bit much, considering the men had also come ladled with chocolates and ice cream as apologies.

You tried with all your might to keep your eyes on the tv as steve drew little shapes on your arm with the tip of his finger but now and then your eyes would drift over to the open plan kitchen or the hand that rested on your stomach, that alone was enough for the blood to come rushing to your cheeks. The movie was more of just background noise as a million thoughts raced through your head.

Why were they so determined?

Why did they care so much?

Did Bucky mind how close she and Steve were sitting?

But then again he had held your hand the entire time in the coffee shop, so did Steve mind?

It was odd, you’d never been this worried over such little things but something about them made you nervous.

“Dinner is served” Bucky said proudly as he carried in two plates of tomato pasta with parmesan. You sat up happily and took one of the plates. It smelled amazing. There was a small chuckle from each of the men making you look up.

“What?” You asked confused as both of them looked at you with smiles.

“You look so happy doll. I would have gifted you pasta a long time ago if I knew it would make you smile like that” Bucky teased and Steve hit him playfully as he took his own plate. You blushed and looked down at your pasta with a slight laugh. Where had these men been all your life?

“It’s been awhile since I’ve had a home cooked meal. When it’s just me, I usually order in or buy single meals” You said with a slight grimace to think of the microwave meals.

“The joys of living alone” Steve nodded and you scoff playfully.

“Please, you haven’t been alone in what? 80 odd years?” You teased and Bucky sniggered under his breath at Steve’s shocked look.

“Now that was uncalled for love” He said and you just smiled before starting to eat your food.

“My goodness Bucky this is amazing” You said, taken aback by the how nice the pasta tasted. The soldier just shrugged

“It was suggested I took up a domestic hobby to help rehabilitate” he said shyly and you felt guilt fill your chest.

“I’m so sorry I did-“

“No, no Doll, it’s alright. I love to cook and that’s the reason why” he shrugged making you smile at how brave he could be.

“We’re proud of you for it” Steve said gently, taking Bucky’s hand in his and rubbing the back of his hand with his thumb lovingly.

What were you doing? You had almost forgotten they were together. Just the two of them. You felt ashamed at the way you were thinking and feeling.

Both Bucky and Steve noticed how you recoiled into your seat. Their smiles dropped as Bucky panicked. Had they done something wrong? Steve gave Buckys hand a soft squeeze of reassurance.

“so what did I miss?” Bucky asked as he slid into the couch with his pasta balancing in his arms.

“Nothing much, he’s lost his son after being over too overprotective because the mom and all their other kids were killed. And now he’s on an adventure with a cute but crazy girl” You explained and Steve looked as if you were crazy.

“How did you manage to make finding Nemo sound like a true teen thriller?” He laughed. You just shrugged and ate your pasta happily, your worries fading away almost instantly.

“I have a special talent. I can bullshit my way through pretty much everything” you said cheekily and the two super soldiers laughed.

Just like that, the night went on and every time you felt insecure or intrusive it was quickly sat down by the overwhelming feeling of comfort and familiarity. You didn’t have to try with Bucky and Steve. They didn’t have to try with you. It was a happy medium with witty comments and comebacks. All three of you were more than thrilled that the boys had camped outside your door that day.

Tagged: @tripletstephaniescp @cynic-spirit @tenaciousperfectionunknown

[tails89]

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“Hey kiddo.” Eddie holds the door open while Chris climbs up into the car. “How was school?”

“It was good.” Chris settles in his seat and waits for his dad to climb in behind the steering wheel. “We all got seeds in science. We planted them to see how they grow. I can’t wait to see what my plants are.”

He goes quiet, and when Eddie glances up at the rear-view mirror he can see Chris's reflection, staring out the window, deep in thought.

“Hey, dad?”

“Yeah buddy?”

“Do you think we could have a garden at home?”

Eddie pulls a face remembering the plant Pepa had given him as a house warming gift when they first moved to LA. She’d called it low-maintenance, insisting that even Eddie couldn’t kill it but by the time he’d finished unpacking the plant had been black and crumbling.

“Dad?”

“I don’t have much of a green thumb,” he admits.

“Oh, yeah.” Chris frowns. “You kill everything.”

“Hey, not everything!”

Chris gives a little sigh and goes back to staring out his window.

“Oh.” He brightens, straightening in his seat. “Maybe Buck can help us.”

“You’ll have to ask him,” Eddie says. Knowing Buck, the answer will be a resounding yes. It seems he’ll take any excuse to come over and hang out with Chris, which works for Eddie because he’ll use any excuse to invite Buck over.

It’s almost embarrassing, to be crushing on someone this hard. Eddie’s an adult, not some lovesick teenager. He shouldn’t be getting butterflies at the thought of seeing Buck.

“Can we ring him when we get home?” Chris asks.

“Buck’s working kiddo, but I’ll send him a text and see if he’s free on the weekend.”

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Buck is so completely in, because of course he is and Eddie falls just a little bit more in love with him.

Eddie is woken early on Saturday morning by the sounds of movement in the house and the loud beep of the coffee maker. He pads out to the kitchen to find Buck, pulling things from cupboards to make breakfast.

“I gave you a key for emergencies, Buck.”

“Your cooking is an emergency,” Buck calls back to him moving to the fridge and peering inside. “You have eggs, right?” His head disappears behind the door. “Found ‘em.”

Eddie leans against the doorframe and watches Buck move around the kitchen with ease. He doesn’t need to ask where everything is kept having spent enough time in there already.

He stands with his back to the doorway, cracking eggs into a bowl. Eddie wants to go to him, to wrap his arms around his waist and hook his chin over Buck’s shoulder.

He shakes off the mental image and steps into the room.

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” Buck turns to look at him, rolling his eyes and fixing Eddie with a fond smile.  “I’m making breakfast.”

Eddie has nothing to say to that. He’s certainly not going to try and argue when the alternative to Buck making breakfast is whatever cereal he can find in the cupboard.

He makes a vague ‘go ahead’ motion with his hand and sets about making coffee for them both, sliding one mug along the counter towards Buck before taking a seat at the table.

“Buck!” Chris appears in the doorway, one hand on the wall for balance. “What are you doing here?” He rushes up to Buck, wrapping his arms around the firefighter.

Eddie hides a snort behind his coffee mug at Buck’s over the top pout. “Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten.”

“Oh, the garden!” Chris’s face lights up in joy. “You’re still going to help right?”

“Of course I am,” Buck reassures him. “Our garden is going to be amazing. You just need to promise not to let your dad touch it.”

“Because it will die?”

Buck nods sagely. “Because it will die.”

“Hey.” Eddie reaches with his foot to poke Buck in the leg. “What is this? Roast Eddie day?”

“Are you going to deny it?” Buck asks, whipping back around to face Eddie. There’s an easy grin on his face and he’s laughing as he shoos Chris away from the stove top. It makes Eddie feel giddy with affection and he has to look away before he’s caught staring at Buck’s lips.

~

After breakfast Buck takes Chris outside. They stand side-by-side on the barren back lawn to check out what they’re working with.

Eddie watches shamelessly from the kitchen while he washes up. There’s something about the easy way Buck interacts with Chris that makes his heart pound in his chest. With the window open he can hear them both talking as they make their plans.

“What are you thinking, boss?” Buck has his phone out, tapping away as Chris makes suggestions.

“We should have a vegetable garden next to the house,” Chris says, pointing.

“Vegetable garden?” Buck teases. “Since when do you eat your vegetables?”

“I like some vegetables,” Chris argues.

“Yeah, like what?”

“Carrots—”

“That’s one.”

“And tomatoes.”

“Okay.” Buck taps his phone against his leg, brow knit in thought. “Oh, what about strawberries?”

Chris nods. “I like those.”

“It’s a start,” Buck tells him, writing it down. He glances up, meeting Eddie’s gaze through the window. “You want to come to the hardware store with us?”

“What for?” Eddie asks, opening the window fully.

“Well, do you own a shovel?” Buck asks. “And we’ll need a hose or watering can, soil--"

“There’s plenty of dirt out there,” Eddie says, waving his arm vaguely.

Buck laughs. “And that right there is why Chris is in charge of the garden,” he says. He ducks down to whisper something to Chris. Eddie doesn’t hear it but, judging from the smothered giggles, that’s probably for the best.

“Sure, I’ll come,” Eddie tells them, thinking at least if he goes with them, they can’t tease him behind his back.

~

They tease him to his face, loudly and with no remorse.

Eddie doesn’t mind. Their excitement is infectious and he can’t help getting swept up in it.

They leave the store with more tools than Eddie knows what to do with. He wouldn’t even know the names of half the things that end up in their cart, let alone what they’re used for. Still, Chris and Buck seem happy with their purchases and that’s enough for Eddie.

He leaves them to it once they get back to the house. It’s been made very clear that his help is not needed and Eddie has enough to do inside.

The life of a single parent means there are always chores to do around the house, but then Eddie will hear a laugh—Chris or Buck—and his attention will be pulled back out to the yard.

Eddie holds out for another hour before giving up the pretence of being busy inside. The day is warming up, so he stops by the kitchen to grab Chris's water bottle and fills another for Buck before heading out.

“How’s everything going out here?” He hands Chris his water and tosses the other bottle to Buck. “No ones chopped off any important body parts?”

“We’re making good progress, right Chris?” Buck takes a long drink. He caps the water bottle, dropping it in the grass. “Hopefully we’re done before it gets too hot.”

In one quick movement, Buck pulls his shirt up over his head, using it to wipe the sweat from his face before letting it drop to the ground.

Eddie should look away, should look anywhere other than at Buck. But with that one simple action Eddie has lost all capacity for rational thought.  

“Uh...” He manages to tear his gaze away, but doesn’t miss the knowing smirk that tugs on Buck’s lips. He files that observation away to overthink about later. “You’re not overworking Buck are you?” He asks Chris, latching onto his son for a distraction.

“No.” Chris digs holes in the fresh dark soil. “Buck dug up the grass but I helped spread out the dirt and he said I could decide where the plants go.”

“Oh, so Buck is overworking you then?”

Chris grins and continues digging.

“I guess I’ll leave you both to it then,” Eddie tells them, but he doesn’t head back inside. It’s a nice day, and even if they don’t want his help Eddie is content to sit on the sideline and watch while Chris carefully decides where to put each plant they bought.

~

They spend most of the day outside, pausing only to eat lunch.

When they’re done, Eddie sends Chris to have a bath and then offers Buck the use of the shower. While the water is running, Eddie looks through his closet for a pair of shorts and a t-shirt that will fit Buck, leaving them outside the bathroom.

Once everyone is clean, Eddie orders pizza. It’s not quite dinner time, but he can see Chris probably isn’t going to last much longer.

He’s guesses correctly. Chris crashes out on the couch halfway through the movie he picked to watch while eating. There’s still a slice of pizza on his plate.

“I think you broke him,” Eddie teases. He pokes Chris gently on the arm but his kid doesn’t even stir. “You completely wore him out.”

“More like he wore me out.” Buck blinks sleepily across at Eddie. “This gardening business is hard work.”

“You can crash here if you want,” Eddie offers. “You can drive home in the morning when you’re not so tired.”

“Mm, thanks,” Buck mumbles around a yawn.

Standing, Eddie scoops Chris up into his arms. The boy is all limbs and he realises with a start that soon his kid is going to be too big for this.

“Give me a minute to put Chris to bed, and I’ll grab you a blanket from my room.”

Buck doesn’t say anything. His eyes are closed, his head tipped forward, chin propped on his hand.

Eddie quickly tucks Chris into bed then goes to his room, rifling around for the blanket Buck usually borrows when he stays the night.

Buck hasn’t moved from his spot when Eddie returns to the living room. He lingers in the doorway, his eyes drawn to Buck’s sleep rumpled hair then down to the sliver of skin revealed where his shirt is riding up.

“I can feel you staring.”

Eddie flinches in surprise.

“Sorry,” he mutters, moving over to the couch to hand Buck the blanket.

“’s okay.” A sleepy smile pulls at Buck’s lips. “You do it a lot.”

That stops Eddie in his tracks.

“You, uh, noticed that, did you?”

The smile pulls wider. “I always notice you Eddie.”

Eddie’s mouth goes dry. “You do?”

Buck opens his eyes, his gaze fixing on Eddie’s with an intensity that steals Eddies breath.

“Always.”

Eddie licks his lips, trying to draw some moisture back into his mouth. His heart pounds at the idea of what he’s about to say.

“You know, my bed is much more comfortable than the couch.” He offers Buck his hand to pull him to his feet. “Just sleep,” he adds quickly. “But maybe in the morning we could talk about... more...”

Buck nods slowly, more awake now. “I’d like that,” he says. “More. If that’s what you want?” He accepts Eddie’s hand, rising from the couch.

“I want everything with you.”

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PART 3

Say it first, please

Charles Xavier x reader

Set: Mansion, with his many adopted children lol. still has his legs though, and is obviously young Charles.

Warnings: light little reader, anxiety & depression, light swearing, intimate, age gap, ABO, light angst, daddy/soft dom

Previous Chapter <-

As morning came you did your daily routine before heading to help Storm. She gave you a soft greeting as you walked in and you smiled waving. You sat down at her desk looking through the days lesson.

“More weather” you said grinning.

“I’m best at it” she said writing something up on the board.

“That you are” you chuckled softly thinking back to last night.

“Ah there you are” you raised an eyebrow as Charles came in.

“Morning darling” he said to you and you flushed nodding.

“Storm” he said starting his conversation with her.

After he left you tried to centre yourself.

“You look like a tomato” Ororo teased.

“I am not, it’s just hot in here” you defended standing up as kids came in. She gave you a cheeky grin before greeting everyone who came.

You pretty much just followed along with her book she had on the table. You wrote a few notes, typed a few things before the lesson was over.

You stood up as the students left and frowned seeing Charles waiting by the door.

“Professor?” Storm called.

“I’m here for Y/n sorry” Charles smiled and you nodded grabbing your things and saying a quick goodbye.

“Is it that girl again?” You asked concerned.

“No” he chuckled shaking his head.

“I’m here to ask you to lunch” he said as you walked downstairs. You froze on the steps slightly before continuing.

“Lunch?” You said and he nodded.

“Where?” You asked.

“That’s a surprise” he grinned.

“Thats not fair” you grumbled softly.

“Let me pack up and I’ll be ready” you said agreeing.

“I’ll come find you in about half hour ok?” He said and you nodded. He smiled pressing a kiss to your cheek again before disappearing.

You blinked a few times before rushing to your office. You packed up and got ready, nerves running through you.

He found you like he said and you both went out leaving the school in the others hands.

He took you just outside the city, a more quiet place thankfully as he pulled up to the cafe looking place.

“I’m curious as to how you found this place” you said in the car as it stopped.

“This has been here since I was a boy” he said looking to it fondly.

“The woman in there is a great friend of my family’s, she bakes the best bread” he smiled. You nodded as he got out the car. You looked at the place he must have good memories. You went to open the door but it had already opened.

“Oh, thank you” you said stepping out as Charles smiled.

You walked in, it was like a cute cottage place, pastel cottage.

“Charles?” You heard an elderly voice.

“Hello Aunt Alya” and old woman came towards you both, short and plump with a big smile as she held her arms open. Charles embraced the woman as she sighed and let go.

“I haven’t seen you in years dear boy!” She said hitting him with her tea towel. You laughed as he winced slightly.

“Oh? Who is this lovely woman?” She looked to you and you smiled slightly.

“This is Y/n, Y/n Aunt Alya” Charles introduced you both.

“Oh you’re absolutely beautiful my dear” she cooed giving you a hug. You chuckled embarrassed but hugged her.

“Oh you two must be hungry, sit, sit!” She said walking to the register.

Charles smiled and you smiled back as he gestured to the small booth. You sat down as Aunt Alya came back over a waddle in her step.

“Now you tell Aunt Alya what you want and I’ll make it personally” she smiled handing you both menus.

“Trust me my grandsons cooking is horrible” she whispered loudly.

“Nan” you heard a man sigh. You looked to the kitchen entrance a smile on your lips.

“I didn’t say anything!” She said quickly and walked off. You laughed as the young man came over.

“What would you like to drink?” He asked smiling and you looked to Charles.

“I’ll have a tea please” he said and the man nodded.

“Just water thank you” you said and he nodded.

“I’ll be right back” the young man left, you could see the resemblance in generations by their noses.

“That’s Leo” Charles said and you nodded. There were only a few people here thankfully, mainly elderly having coffee or tea and cake.

“She seems lovely” you chuckled softly and he smiled.

“She is” he said a sadness on his eyes.

“What do you want to eat?” He asked quickly and you looked to the menu.

“Oh gosh” you muttered looking through. You picked one of your favourites and Charles picked his before he went up and ordered. You smiled a bit to yourself at your seat, you felt adored almost. Your drinks came back as did Charles and you took a small sip.

You drank silently looking at the vintage table, a few scratches from the tears but well kept.

“Something bothers you my dear, what is it?” You hummed at Charles words in answer in surprise and looked to him.

“Nothings wrong or bothering-“ you said confused and he raised an eyebrow.

“Was it wise to leave your students?” You muttered.

“They can live without me for half a day” he chuckled and you nodded uncertain.

“They can handle it ok?” He said softly making you sigh.

“Ok” you said as your meals came out.

You both ate in comfortable silence, though the nag of him being gone always tugged in your mind. You knew Jean, Scott, Ororo could handle it, but he was the professor. You thought a bit your mind always going to the bad things. How were you supposed to compare to a professor? Were you expected to join him in professering? Or what if he wanted a family of his own? His own kids? You didn’t want kids.

“Y/n” you looked up to Charles giving him your attention. He smiled slightly shaking his head as he laid his fork down.

“You’re over thinking again” he said and you wondered if he just read all your thoughts.

“Did you read my thoughts?” You whispered.

“No, of course not I would never without your permission” he said and you nodded.

“You get this look on your face and stare off like you’re on another planet” he chuckled and you flushed.

“It’s cute” he grinned but it didn’t help the embarrassment.

“I didn’t mean to go off on another planet” you muttered finishing your meal.

“It doesn’t bother me darling” he laughed.

“It’s just something you do when you’re deep in thought” he smiled gently.

“All done?” Aunt Alya spoke before you could, you both nodded and she smiled taking your dishes away.

“That was a good meal” you said satisfied and full.

“That it was” Charles agreed.

“I got a little gift for you both” you frowned as Aunt Alya laid down a large piece of cake between you two. Charles frowned neither of you ordered it.

“Couples gift” she winked and left. You blushed looking away.

“Couples gift?” You muttered looking at the one fork and one big piece of cake. Charles grinned at you and you frowned as he grabbed the fork and took a bit. He held it up for you and you froze.

“No- you really don’t have to feed me cake” you said rushed as he laughed and ate it instead. He moaned at the taste his eyes teasing as he looked to you.

“It’s delicious” he said taking another piece and holding it up. You cursed softly taking a bite, you closed your eyes at the delicious flavour filling your mouth. You hummed in satisfaction and sighed.

“It really is” you confirmed.

He fed you cake till it was gone, having some bites for himself before you were both full. You sighed finishing your water as well and leaning back.

“I’m full” you mumbled.

“I am too” Charles chuckled as he stood up. You stood too as he took the few items to Aunt Alya who was walking this way.

“I knew you’d like it” she grinned.

“Thank you” Charles gave her a side hug and kissed her on the head, she was so much shorter than him.

“Thank you Aunt Ayla” you smiled as she gave you a side hug also.

“You treat this one right” you frowned thinking she was talking to you.

“I will ma’am” Charles chuckled.

“Mmmm, she’s a gooden I can tell” she grinned at you and you blushed slightly.

“You both better come back other wise I’ll hunt you down son!” She called as she waved and left for the kitchen. You laughed at the threat as Charles sighed and shook his head.

“Shall we?” He asked holding out his elbow for you. You smiled taking it and heading back to the car.

He opened the door for you and closed it before getting into the drivers seat and heading back to the school.

As you went underground and Charles parked you sat a little bit.

“Thank you for today” you said softly as you both got out.

“It’s my pleasure” he smiled and you sighed softly a small smile on your face as you walked to the elevator.

“I really hope it isn’t chaos up there” you said glancing up.

“Everything’s fine” he said.

“Trust me” he added seeing your sceptical face. You nodded as he leant closer and pressed a kiss to your forehead. Your eyes closed again and you smiled as you both went into the elevator.

On the school ground everything was in fact alright, nothing on fire, or wild mutants running around.

“I have to go to my office and sought something out, I’ll see you later tonight” you turned to Charles as he spoke and you nodded.

“Ok” you said unsure of what to do. You wanted to give him a kiss. You grabbed his hand when he tried to leave and he frowned. You came closer and leant up pressing a kiss to his cheek. He was stunned and you flushed and laughed as you walked off back to your office.

Your tummy felt warm with butterfly’s and your heart raced excited. You couldn’t wipe the smile off your face as you went to your office and sat down.

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-valves]

I need to see more of camilo flirting with either gender

(I love your writing btw💕)

You guys just want some Camilo flirting? Alright, alright, I hear you.

(Note, flirting is the best you will get with Camilo. Why? Because he's sixteen, leave him alone. No Camilo smut in this house. Also, thank you ❤️)

Camilo sighed as he left the Sanchez's house. He was STARVED after a full day of babysitting (apparently leaving snacks for the sitter wasn't a fucking thing), but he knew dinner wouldn't be ready for a while. He had to get his hands on some grub, without any cash. A challenge, sure, but nothing he couldn't handle. He made his way through the market, and looked for just the target.

And there she was. The cutest lady, making that 'takoyaki' stuff he honestly loved. She was new. And he would know, he came here pretty much everyday. Usually it was a bitter old man. This was MUCH better. He waited till the line thinned down, before he leaned against the counter, nodding at her.

"Hey. You're not Mr.Nakamura."

She looked up as she cleaned her utensils. She had pretty little eyes too.

"Oh no, that's my uncle. I'm Emi. He isn't feeling well today, so I took over. And you must be Camilo."

"Ah, he talks about me. Knew that old man cared."

She scoffed.

"He said you eat too much, and you never have money."

"Okay, ouch. That's ONE way to treat a valuable customer. Take it there's no way I can talk you into giving me a bit of a freebie."

"No. He warned me that you'd try to trick me into serving you. Not gonna happen."

She was about to replace the napkins on the counter, when he held onto both of her hands, and met her eyes.

"Look, Emi. Have a heart here. I get you, I do. Helping out the family, yet still figuring yourself out. But have a little pity on a poor boy. At least don't kick a guy out. That way I can get just one more second to look at those pretty little lips of yours~"

He had her, he could see it from the blush on her face. She mumbled something under her breath.

"If I serve you, will you leave?"

"You're a saint, Emi. From your head, down to the tips of your pretty little fingers~"

He kissed the tip of her index finger, only to have her pull it back quickly. Poor thing looked as red as a tomato. She bitched and moaned as she cooked, all while he gave her lovey dovey eyes. She finished, practically shoving the basket of goodies into his grip. Too easy. He gave a nod of thanks, before shooting her a wink.

"I'll keep this between us, bella dama~"

He turned to leave, before tucking in. Only thing better than food, was free food. He finished it pretty quickly, but felt thirsty. He could go with some lemonade. He immediately strolled to the lemonade stand, where Hapi and his parents worked. This guy's parents HATED him, thinking he was just a menace. But their son, Hapi, a cute blonde boy, had the FATTEST crush on him. He always checked him out when he could, and he was SO easy to fluster.

And the best part? He didn’t need his gift to get what he wanted from him. He snuck past the counter, and to the back, where Hapi was, adding sugar to a giant tub pf lemon juice. He slowly crept up behind him, made himself just a bit taller, and whispered in his ear.

"Hola azúcar~"

The poor guy jumped, nearly dropping all the sugar on the floor.

"SHIT-Camilo! Hey! How come you're in here?"

"I wanted a drink. You weren't up front. So I came to get my Hapi boy myself~"

He liked it when he said his name, he could tell from how he looked at his lips.

"C-camilo, I can't keep just GIVING you drinks. My parents got mad last time, I can't-"

"And that's why it's our little secret! Come on. Don't tell me you aren't a little excited. Me, back here, where I shouldn't be,"

Hapi was bigger than him, but he still took steps back as Camilo approached him, right till his back hit the wall. He hooked a finger into his apron, and yanked him till their foreheads were touching.

"You and me, all alone. Your back against the wall. We both know how this is gonna end."

"Camilo p-please-"

The distance was so little between them, Camilo wouldn't be surprised if the dude was popping the biggest boner.

"You're gonna give me what I want. Now come on. Who's a good boy? Quien es mi buen chico?~"

He whimpered, and nodded.

"I'm...y-you're good boy. Okay, fine, but we just. Gotta be quick."

Too easy. Camilo clicked his tongue, and gave his cheek a little pinch.

"I can do a quicky, blondie~"

He let go of him, and he got to work, serving him the biggest side of lemonade, trying bot to shake as Camilo watched him.

"Oh and throw in a few chocolate cookies for mi mami. Since you're SUCH a nice guy."

He nodded obediently, and Camilo snatched the goodies before he could come to his senses.

"See you later, Hapi boy~"

He blew him a kiss before making his way back home. He made his way to the living room, where his mami was, doing Antonio's hair.

"Camilo, Mi bebé! You're home early!"

"Si, I finished faster than I thought. I brought you chocolate chip cookies from that lemonade place."

She paused what she was doing, grabbing the bag, looking inside it, and squealing.

"Oh-I've been blessed with such a thoughtful son! Come here, besos!"

He leaned down for her, letting her assault him with kisses upon kisses. He could flirt from dusk till dawn, but he truly didn’t give a shit.

Not when he had his mami's kisses waiting for him at home.