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The sky doesn't care what my poor heart wants And the desert can't hear my cries The moon doesn't mind that I'm left all alone And she's gone, gone
#rottmnt#oc#rottmnt oc#dallas walker#holopossums#i betcha all thought i didn't have rottmnt ocs didn't ya!#i have a few#this is Dallas Walker who is my version of Casey Jr.'s biological father & Cassandra's past lover#he went MIA shortly after Casey Jr. was conceived and was assumed captured or dead#so he doesn't know that he has a son#his son is the spittin' image of him though ain't he?#Dallas has been missing for 18 years and no one knows what happened. such a mystery!#but he's still kickin' in 2044!#and i have big plans for him when it comes to him meeting his son and all that#oughh i LOVE him i love that he tries to look like such a badass with that dorky mullet
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Shit Red Son does to his love interests
#lego monkie kid#yes he does blow little smoke hearts#fight me on this#he would totes do it to chimera or just spicynoodles#chimera shipping on my blog? more likely than you think#Spicynoodles shipping also very likely#I love red son and his dorky little ass#mod crab#terrible monkie kid au’s#monkie kid#lmk#red son#mk#mei
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we wanna hear more about your italy headcanons!
Haha, I have a few up my sleeve dear anon. I'll start by giving the first "general ones" that come to my mind.
his human name is Felice Valente, but many nations also know him as "Veneziano"
this nickname comes from him being the former Republic of Venice (mind you, it lasted for over a thousand years!), one of the most powerful nations of that time
"Oh look that's Mr. Valente!" "Who, Veneziano?"
being one of the most influential states also meant that he had to be plenty charismatic
he's a tremendously smooth talker, can put you at ease with just a smile
but mind you! you'll never know if his friendliness is genuine or not
either way, he's normally pleasant to be around and pretty much open to talking if he's not busy
fascinated by technology and engineering projects
in particular, he's a big fan of cars, think of the many brands that were born in north italy!
Fiat, Lamborghini, Ferrari...
probably owns some of these lol
aaand speaking of owning...
he has a few houses scattered around northen italy
his "main" house is in Milan, were he is more closer to the buildings he needs to be present to and overall in a central zone
it is probably an apartment on a high floor, the inside is very cozy for such a "modern" household
another house of his is in Tuscany, probably a cottage in the outskirts of the big cities were he can relax
the calm and peaceful nature of the countryside let's him rest, he can also paint in peace there (his life in Milan is generally very frenetic)
and probably some others that don't come to my mind rn
i said many times before that he's quite professional in international meetings despite his cheerfulness
outside of work stuff though? a total dork <33
this is were his more "silly" aspect really shines
he's the guy that in the middle of nowhere whips out a bottle of grappa and goes "let's see how much i can drink before i pass out"
ah and to add on that, he swears a lot when drunk
go to Veneto and you'll understand
also very stylish this man dresses to kill alright? we stan a man that takes care of himself!
even though sometimes he can come across as snobbish and self absorbed
you can literally smell the ex austrohungarian from him LMAOO
aaand that's about it for the miscellaneous ones, let me know if you want to read more :))
#hetalia#hws italy#headcanons#like i said hes so interesting#hes both serious and incredibly dorky#i love him my son
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wippp x
#my art#joel miller#joels girlfriend#tlou fanart#gonna do#maria miller#and#tommy miller#next#lowkey obsessed with the joel background to smoking kills#love that man and his dorky little band#hes my son#my art does not look good this up close#i work in a notebook with crappy ass vision what do you want from me
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orel when he has a crush "golly!"
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I'm so mad
I had a dream about some kinda-epic anime movie and I guess it had crossovers and groups with x color association (like how idols have x image color? but not specifically limited to only idol characters)
and in this movie, otoya was part of it, and, at the very end of it during a climatic battle scene, as part of the red color associated squad, Lance joined up too, and both of them got to meet
the image was so clear and colorful and bright in my mind and i could have sworn i'd see gif and image set posts on tumblr if i didnt realize it was fake upon waking up.
also the squealing/screaming in me could NOT be contained when they both interacted. i was squealing and kicking and trying to hide my face while also cheering. all of the feelings at once. like. they just had THE CUTEST SCENE TALKING TOGETHER AND WERE BOTH SO CUTE IN THEIR ANIMATIONS HHHHHH
there were also other characters that joined up in each color-associated, at least 5 diff color squads (note: they were not called that in the movie/dream, but idk what else to call it) and 5 "original" characters for the movie (ie not from other media like otoya and lance are) and at least 4-5 characters per squad during the final showdown. and during a scene when they'd show the ones who made up each squad in like one of those dynamic flash group poses, silver also got the tiniest of cameos, but that was also probably my brain/consciousness coming alert and injecting him at the association of "red" and "son" lol.
sincerely so sad and disappointed that it was not a real thing. do you know how badly i would love to spam this blog and main with images from that scene?
#anyways my son is cute and silly and dorky and precious and my husband is cute and handsome and dorky and i just think it'd be neat#SERIOUSLY IM SO SAD ITS NOT RL SO I CANT JUST SAVE IT ANDNUSE IT AS AN ICON OR BACKGROUND OR SAVE IT SOMEWHERE EVERYWHERE IM SERIOUS#SO. SAD.#i cannot put it into words well enough#also i guess i'll be on an otoya fc/gif kick for awhile bc of watching the movie last week or whatever and im SINCERELY SO SAD. SO. SAD.#i need more/new content and SL is gone and im waiting to hear about new lance content in pokemas and i just love them. my redheaded boys.#but one is my husband of nearly 20 years and one is my son who i adore and will protecc from certain specific dillweeds who deserve a punch#in the face and to live in the dumpster instead of his cushy bs#as my friend put it at the movie ''no. 1 eiichi hater'#(actually they said heavens but i like. one or two of them. kind of. sort of. ok only one and it's not even the actual cinnamon roll#amongst the trash heap that is heavens. i am sure someone else is no 1 but wow now this is making me glad i never got into this like when i#was a kid/teen bc man. i rly hated meta knight for some reason#i dont anymore but for the longest time it sure was a big fiery hatred for him LAWL i dont evej remember why?? i guess his ''do or die''#training for kirby? wow. [or maybe it was displacement but we don't talk about that theory that i just thought up]#tag talk#anyways have some free lore#my idol son#my champion
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Hear me out. Jason Grace would NOT understand meme culture or gen z jokes. Like. At all. This man is a dorky dad in a child's body.
Jason would just do a cool backflip or sumn and Piper would go "oh my gosh slayyy" and he'd get all serious and alert, draws his gladius and goes "Where's the monster I need to slay Piper? Where is it????"
Leo would call him a pookie bear, and Jason would be like "??? Frank's the bear" and "What is a pookie, it is a very peculiar sounding word" with the most adorable clueless puppy face ever.
Piper and Leo would be in TEARS.
Bc. Jason grace, the Son of Jupiter. Child of rome. Toppler of the black throne. Praetor of the twelfth legion. Slayer of krios. The golden celebrity of camp jupiter. Cold intimidating feral boy who most ppl even fear standing next to. Doesn't know what a pookie bear is.
Also, Jason would HATE HATE HATE the "womp womp" jokes (which Leo makes ALOT lmao) it's legit like the Bane of his existence.
Bc he doesn't get it? Like when Annabeth gives them all a very serious Architectural nerdy explanation about the exteriors of the new rome shrines, Leo would just go "womp womp" like so out of the blue.
Annabeth would be fucking furious, and Jason would be like super annoyed aswell bc. dude. What was the point of interrupting such a great nerdy yapping session, like, I was enjoying that. You killed the vibe.
(We all know it's canon that Jason and annabeth love yapping and geeking out in cursive together, so they BOTH hate the womp womp jokes with a burning passion BC IM TRYNA TALK HERE)
#He's a cute clueless wolfy boy your honour#Like technically slay is a very posh and old term for “kill” and Jason being Roman is ALL about posh and ancient terms#Jason and the Romans literally yap in cursive English. Using fancy ass words like slay and all.#pjo#pjo fandom#percy jackson#jason grace#pjo hoo#pjo series#pjo hoo toa#annabeth chase#piper mclean#leo valdez#frank zhang#hazel levesque#nico di angelo#reyna ramirez arellano#reyna avila ramirez arellano
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Sebastian's a virgin this, Sebastian's shy and submissive that. But hear me out on this take,,, What about Sebastian who knows what he's doing and matches your freak [tw: n/sfw]
(No disrespect to people who headcanon him as such, I just think it's fun to think about a different dynamic for him)
Personally, I believe that Sebastian HAS fucked before, not that he necessarily sleeps around, but he probably had a few relationships/ flings before and sort of just figured out what to do from there. Most of his experiences ranged from past exes and situationships which ended up hurting him before he met you. So yeah, I don't think he's a virgin. He can also be goofy both in and out of sex & teasing too, have you SEEN his dialogue in his 14 heart events?! (Specifically the one where you call the frog your guys' son). I like him as an introvert and with a bit of a dorky side, cause it makes him cuter and hotter like that<333
Anyways... He's probably the type to abruptly pull out just to hear you whine and beg for him to put it back in :(( But he isn't that mean because he loves you 💗💗💗 He's actually a very giving boyfriend, and his favorite sex position is just eating you out/sucking you off cause he's pussy/cockdrunk like that!!!
Sebastian gives major switch but mostly leaning top; Not because he wants to be controlling or hates submitting to you, I believe he's just used to being the one to take the lead and making sure you get to lay back and enjoy yourself. (Kind of a service-dom!) Of course if you want to top, he's also open to that :3
If ever you're in the mood but he's exhausted or isn't particularly in the same horniness as you are, he'll let you use his dick like a toy or sit on his face, he's not opposed to it either way (he would "die happy like this").
i love sebastian so much guys, he's my lil pookie bear
#stardew valley x reader#sdv x reader#stardew valley sebastian x reader#sdv sebastian x reader#stardew valley drabble#sdv drabble#stardew valley smut#sdv smut#sdv sebastian smut#stardew vallley sebastian smut
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Steve H.
Part Two, Part One
Okay, I started the last post with a "Haha wouldn't it be funny" which turned into a long, not-so-funny rant. So! Here is the funny part!
Steve is Dustin's brother and Claudia's son in all but law. He lives with them, calls Claudia mom and refers to Dustin as his brother, takes them to all his school events until he graduates and helps pay the bills after high school. Claudia never pressures him to apply to colleges he doesn't even want to get into or makes him feel like he has to move out any time soon when he turns 18, so he stays and gets a part-time job at Scoops where he bonds with Robin for life.
At the same time, drop out Eddie and his uncle Wayne move to town when the power company transfers him to the plant in Hawkins. It serves them well since Eddie needs a fresh start after getting tossed out of school without a degree for unjust reasons. He needs some place where he can make friends and get a job without his reputation hanging over his head, and Wayne would never abandon his nephew.
So they land in Hawkins and Eddie finds his feet by visiting the library and happening upon a gaggle of kids commandeering one of the reservable conference rooms for DnD. They're are a few older kids closer to his age there too, but the curly-haired one is definitely running the show.
Meanwhile, Wayne has failed to mention to his nephew that the main reason he agreed to the transfer uncontested was because he hit it off with one Claudia Henderson at a diner after a fishing trip and has been dating her without Eddie's knowledge for 8 months. He breaks the news to his Nephew when he starts making plans to propose and wants to introduce Eddie to Claudia and her sons before he does. Wayne loves Claudia but Eddie comes first and he wants to make sure they'll all make a good family.
So they go over to the Henderson household for dinner one night, Wayne having wrangled Eddie into a black button-down and jeans without holes so Claudia doesn't think he raised a ruffian.
Dustin answers the door and immediately freaks out because he's so excited. He's met Wayne before and so has Steve so he knows things are serious and there's a good chance Eddie becomes family down the line.
Yelling in excitement the whole way Dustin drags both men into the kitchen where the root of all Eddie's troubles can be found.
Steve.
He immediately starts bitching at Dustin about acceptable volumes, towel over his shoulder and hands on hips and Eddie is Gone. Sent. In the stratosphere and immediately smitten. He's lost in the clouds planning their own wedding until reality crashes back down on his head as Steve extends his hand and introduces himself as Dustin's brother.
Eddie, of course, does not know that Steve is not actually related to anyone in this family legally or otherwise and no one thinks to clue him in since they're all so accustomed to the family dynamic.
If Google had been around in the 80s Eddie's search history would be full of "Is it illegal to date my uncle's step-son? NOT RELATED BY BLOOD" "how many degrees of separation in the family tree is acceptable?"
Que Eddie desperately trying to suppress his crush and not ruin his uncle's happiness by wooing his almost step-cousin ew like he really wants to.
But it's so hard! Steve is so beautiful and kind and dorky and a little weird and basically everything Eddie could possibly want in a boyfriend! Eddie wants to bite his freckles and hold his hand so badly but he won't ruin Wayne's future marriage because he kissed his future stepson like they're characters in those soap operas Claudia likes. He won't!
And then to make matters worse Steve seems like he really wants to bond with Eddie. He's always asking him to hang out wether that's going to the mall to hang out with his best friend Robin or swapping tapes at Claudia's house or showing Eddie all his favorite spots in Hawkins. (Steve is very much dropping hints that he wants to date Eddie who he's 96% sure is into him but Eddie is too caught up to notice)
It comes to a head on the day of the engagement. Wayne enlisted all three of "his boys" to help set up a nice dinner party with their closest friends, something Claudia has always mentioned wanting to host, while Joyce invites her out for some shopping and girl time. Steve and Wayne do most of the cooking while Eddie and Dustin are on set up picking up the flowers and pulling the nice table setting down from the attic before separating to get dressed in their nice outfits.
It's like a moment from a fairytale when Steve walks down the stairs and smiles at him. He's so fucking handsome it makes Eddie's heart ache with the cold realization that he's fallen completely in love with a man he can't have. Eddie can feel a prickling behind his eyes but he brutally shoves the sensation down. Today isn't about him.
Eddie puts on a happy face. It's not hard, he is truly happy for Wayne. His uncle deserves the world and both him and Claudia looked so in love when she said yes. He just wishes it didn't have to mean never having the man of his dreams. Eddie sticks the party out and he thinks he did a pretty good job hiding his mood right up until Dustin barges into the basement where the hideaway bed lives. The plan was always for the whole new family unit to stay the night so Eddie heads down as soon as it is acceptable to fall face-first into the pillows and trash around a little bit. Maybe even scream. Sue him, he's heartbroken.
That's how Dustin finds him and he immediately starts crowing that he knew something was up with Eddie. He starts pestering in true Dustin fashion until Eddie inelegently blurts out "I'M IN LOVE WITH MY FUTURE COUSIN IN LAW!"
Dustin blinks at him for a few minutes while Eddie freaks out because he's been so good only for Dustin to bully a confession out of him the day his uncle got engaged like a jerk!
But then Dustin is literally rolling around on the floor howling with laughter and Eddie has never wanted to strangle someone and disappear at the same time in his whole life. He's about to start asking Dustin what the fuck is up when the younger boy sits up and says "He's not my real brother!" at which point it's Eddie's turn to blink at Dustin in silence.
Dustin explains that while Steve is definitely his brother in all the ways that matter he's not actually related to Dustin or Claudia, nor was he ever legally adopted.
Eddie hardly lets Dustin finish his story before he's booking it up the stairs to Steve's room with a truly unprecedented display of athleticism on his part. He franticly taps on the door, aware enough to avoid banding on it like he would like to lest he disturb the newly engaged couple down the hall.
Steve opens the door, eyes wide and slightly frantic. As soon as his eyes meet Eddie's they disappear from his eyeline because Eddie has dropped to his knees, hands clasped together, and begs "Mary me!"
Of course, they don't get engaged that night. Eddie kind of just panicked and said the first thing that came to his head, but they kissed and began to date with the full blessing of their weird little family.
#steddie#dreamer speaks#wayne munson#eddie munson#steve harrington#dustin henderson#fanfiction#claudia henderson#stranger things
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la vita è bella - s.r
in which; sunshine!bau!reader and season2!spencer see a foreign film together after work.
content: fem!reader and season2!spencer, they’re so in loveee, fluffy fluff, mentions of drinking but no one actually does it, brief mention of spencer’s germaphobia, mention of the holocaust and ww2.
a/n: i wrote this all in one go bc my draft that i’m working on is so not ready, so i apologise if it’s bad. also, la vita é bella means life is beautiful, the Italian name of the film, which is why i called the fic that. WAIT I JUST READ IT AND I NEED TO SAY I DON’T THINK ELLE IS MEAN I LOVE ELLE! anyway, kisses!!
After a pretty rare, uneventful day at the BAU - just hours of paperwork, filing, reports, and a lot of team banter - the team of profilers begin to pack up. Coats are lifted from the backs of chairs, bags slung over shoulders, chairs put under desks, and a chorus of contented sighs coming from the agents.
The team, bar Hotch and Gideon, begin to make their way to the elevator together, walking in a huddle on their way out of work while making light conversation about their plans, considering everyone’s getting out early today.
“I say we all go the bar, a few drinks, maybe some darts, and lots of fine women,” Morgan suggests with a smirk, patting Spencer on the back when he says ‘fine women’.
Elle and JJ laugh, the thought of Spencer trying to talk to ‘fine women’, as Morgan called them, an amusing thought to the two of them.
Spencer, who’s walking in between you and Morgan, pushes his glasses up his nose with his index finger, his face sporting one of his infamous looks you’ve come to know, his brows furrowed as he silently questions Elle and JJ’s laughter.
“Actually, I was going to go and see a foreign film downtown, if any of you want to come. It’s an Italian film, but I can whisper translate, called ‘Life is Beautiful’, which is kind of ironic because it’s about a Jewish man and his son becoming victims of the holocaust, but-“ Spencer’s cut off by a comment from Elle about him being ‘dorky’, his face loses the small smile he’d had while talking about the film, and his once gesturing hands fall to his sides.
You think your heart might’ve actually shattered at the sight, Spencer’s dejected look never becoming easier to see, no matter how many times you do see it. The other three agents agree to go to the bar together while you and Spencer remain silent, walking in step with each other.
“You coming, sunshine?” Morgan asks, looking past Spencer to gaze at your face, Elle and JJ turning their heads slightly to look at you stood behind them, all of you coming to a stop at the elevator doors.
“No, I think I just want to have a quiet night in. I hope you guys have fun, though,” you reject them, a small smile on your face because only you know what you’re actually going to do.
── ࣪˖ ࣪ ⊹ ࣪ ˖ ──
All of you step out of the FBI building, JJ, Morgan, and Elle splitting off to head to the bar, Spencer walking through the parking lot and starting his journey to the metro station, while you wait for the other 3 to be gone.
It’s not because you’re embarrassed of Spencer, no, you wouldn’t have cared about offering in front of the others, but you knew he’d probably be teased for it, and that’s the last thing you want. He’s so sweet to everyone, unbelievably kind to you, but everyone teases him regardless. It hurts your heart every time he goes quiet after being told to ‘shut up’ or someone comments on his rambling.
Once you’re sure Morgan, JJ, nor Elle are in earshot, you hurry over to Spencer’s slender figure that’s slowly dissipating, emerging with the dark night sky, becoming nothing but a shadow as he gets further.
“Spence! Wait, come back!” You call out, quickly realising his long limbs are no match for you and he was getting further by the second.
Spencer stops almost immediately, spinning on his heels when he hears your voice. He could recognise it anywhere, your sweet, melodic voice engrained into his brain; it’s one of his favourite things about you, how each word you speak seems to be infused with honey, ringing out sweet and soft.
Although, even if your voice is sweet and soft, despite the fact that you’re shouting, adrenaline spikes in his body - Why are you shouting him? Are you hurt? Are you okay? - the questions plague his mind, increasing his heart rate faster than anything ever has before. That’s saying something, considering he sees dead bodies, crime scenes, and confronts serial killers almost weekly.
Spencer’s legs have carried himself over to you before he’d even processed it, his own mind had distracted him, thoughts had clouded his head, and he only realises he’s stood in front of you and that you’re okay when he hears your melodic voice again.
“Spence? Spencer? Are you okay?” You ask, brows furrowed ever so slightly and pink lips pouted to express your concern for the brunette boy.
You didn’t ask him to ‘snap out of it’, make a joke about him being stuck in his big brain, or say ‘are you even listening?’. No, you just asked if he was okay. Spencer smiles softly at that, another gentle reminder that you really are an angel personified, despite his agnostic beliefs, regardless of whether he prays to a God or not, you are angelic to him.
“Yeah, yes, I’m okay,” Spencer reassures you, the soft smile on his face still there as he looks down at you. His brain catches up after he stops being dazed by your seemingly divine presence, in his opinion.
“You called me over, is everything okay?”
“Yeah, everything’s okay. Could I come and see that movie with you? I know some Italian and you said you’d whisper translate.”
Standing in the middle of Quantico’s parking lot, the pair of you clad in thick coats due to the recent spike in cold weather, your head tilted back so that you can look up at Spencer and his tilted down so that he can see you. You watch Spencer’s face go from a small smile to a full blown grin, his teeth peaking out from behind his pink lips making your heart warm in your chest, winter weather aside.
“Yeah? You’re serious?” Spencer asks, you nod.
“I’ll drive us there, no need for the metro. I’ll take you home, too,” you say, dangling your keys on your ring finger. The pair of you begin to walk to your car as Spencer explains what the movie is about, not being cut off this time.
In the car on the way there, he starts to talk about WW2, rattling off all of the details he knows about it, mainly ones he thinks will be relevant for context to the film. Smiles rest on both of your faces as he does so, his hands moving frenetically as he talks. When you know what he’s talking about, you’ll wait for him to finish before talking yourself, but mostly, you just listen to him.
Spencer stays true to his word and whisper translates the film to you, his voice in your ear something you like much more than you probably should, close proximity between the two of you because of it. His head is tilted towards you, lips by your ear but not so close that all you hear is his breath, Spencer’s very mindful of that.
At some point, you both reach for the popcorn between you without looking, his hand coming to rest on top of yours in the bucket. Suddenly, you’re very thankful for the dark room hiding the pink tint of your cheeks, completely unaware that he’s thinking the same thing.
Retracting his hand from the bucket quickly, he whispers a small “sorry,” secretly hating the loss of contact with your smooth, silky skin, warm fingers, no longer under his.
“It’s okay,” you reassure him quietly, eyes never leaving the screen in front of you for fear of him seeing the blush that’s painted your cheeks. You reach into your bag and hand him a hand sanitiser, knowing how he is with germs.
Spencer can’t help but wonder if you carry this just for him as he takes the clear bottle from his hands, reading the label as best as he can in the dim theatre and learning the hand sanitiser smells like vanilla. So do you, he notes, and he decides he doesn’t mind his hands smelling like you, in fact, he actually quite likes it.
An hour into the film, despite your best efforts not to, you succumb to sleep, the sound of Spencer’s voice in your ear every few seconds, the dim room, and how warm you are all lulling you into the unconscious state you currently find yourself in. Well, Spencer finds you in that state when your head drops to his shoulder, looking down at you through his glasses, and realising you’d fallen asleep.
He blushes at the sight of your head on his shoulder, the weight of it grounding him and sending him to some extreme height at the same time, your hair splayed over his shoulder making him smile to himself. In this moment, he decides that, despite all of the horrors he sees daily, the trauma he was subjected to growing up, and everything else in between, life is beautiful.
#criminal minds#dr spencer reid#spencer reid#glasses spencer reid#season 2 spencer reid#spencer reid fanfiction#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid x sunshine reader#cm#spencer reid x self insert#spencer reid x y/n#spencer reid and you#spencer reid x you#spencer reid x fem!reader#spencer reid x bau!reader#bau#fbi#fanfic#spencer reid fanfic#spencer reid fic#spencer reid au#sunshine reader#spencer#cinema#theatres#spencer reif fluff#spencer reid oneshot#spencer reid criminal minds#spencer reid comfort#spencer reid cm
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THEY MADE SCORBUS CANON?! I saw it about three years ago and it was just… heavily implied lol
It’s still heavily implied but they’ve changed a few scenes to make it canon! They scrapped almost all of the implied scorpius/rose and here are some of the changes I noticed (I’m reciting from memory so there may be errors but I’m 95% sure about these changes)
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They changed scorpius’ dialogue to something more romantic. Implying that he realised he was fighting for Albus the way Snape fought for Lily. Albus doesn’t nod here. Scorpius is sat on his bed next to him and after he says that they look at each other almost breathlessly until they snap out of it and the scene changes. (First time I thought they were going to kiss)
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They changed most of this scene. Scorpius says “a foundation on which to build a palace,” and Albus asks “and that who you want in your palace?” Obviously implying more and scorpius goes “isn’t it?” and they gaze at each other before they’re interrupted by rose. (Second time I thought they were going to kiss. It was DEFINITELY leading up to that. I heard people in the crowd gasp 😭) Scorpius doesn’t flirt with rose after like in the original script.
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Scorpius being flustered saying “in this new version of us… I had in my head” and then they gaze at each other again (third time I thought they were going to kiss…) I think they removed the rose line but I was too caught up in how OBVIOUS they made scorbus lol
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There was a coming out scene here and Albus says “dad, you know scorpius is the most important person to me right? And he will probably always be the most important person to me”. Harry gets flustered and says he understands and that albus has a beautiful heart. Very much “thank you for telling me that you’re gay, son” vibes.
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This staircase ballet scene was PEAK yearning btw.
And props to the Albus actor Ellis Rae for all the little stolen loving glances at scorpius when scorpius was being dorky. I saw them all and I appreciate it 🙂↕️
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Mothers Day
Spencer Reid x Reader
As the newest member of the team, everyone is shocked by your boldness.
Everyone knew not to trespass when Las Vegas or Mental illness was a factor in the case. Everyone but you, apparently. By chance, the team's last case to Vegas was two months before your hire. Now, you were making very dangerous strides around a very delicate subject. The Unsub was suspected to be a man on a psychotic break and had begun devolving before the team had even been called in. Ever the overtly ambitious profiler you wanted to follow Spencer Reid for his ultra-secret contact.
"He prefers to go alone." My eyes met the dark brown hand on my bicep
"We really shouldn't be going places alone. You know the FBI minted the buddy system?" I shook him off
"I know, baby girl, but this is delicate. You just gotta leave it alone."
"Derek, you, of all people, should be aware of my incessant control problems."
"I have to agree with Morgan. This is something you need to let be."
"But you know I can't. Doctor Reid!" I darted off after him. He was tense, like the way people get when they hear a tornado siren and have to put themselves in their basement or put a mattress over their bathtub. He was preparing for disaster. "I truly believe it would be beneficial if I were to go with you."
"Would it be benefitting the case or your psyche?" He prods
"Well, both and neither." I readjust my little rectangular glasses, "As you know, I'm extraneously protective, to a fault. Also, I am working on my doctorate in psychology and I'm writing a dissertation on noncommutative disorder clusters. And I'm comfortable around disorders. Actually, I find it strange that when we talk about OCD, we call it a 'disorder' when people just like things organized in a particular manner." I snort to punctuate my rambling, but he only grits his jaw. "Aw man, that joke usually kills in my schizoid heredity focus group." He sighs as he tugs his satchel on.
"You need to stay quiet and low profile." He orders, and I know my dorky smile splits my face. He leads me to a big black SUV, where I take the driver's seat. He gives me directions, leading me from the way through town street and down some scary back roads. Eventually, we pass a sign that reads Bennington Sanitarium. He tells me to turn left, and we park in the back of the parking lot. He tells me to leave my gun in the car, and I follow him with my head down.
"So, who's this ultra-secret contact you have?" His stress seemed to triple, "Some fancy professor from Caltech?" He's being intentionally nebulous, I'm aware but there's some fun in playing nosy-cop.
"No, it's not someone who worked at Caltech."
"Oh, but a professor? Where'd they work, Burkley? Or maybe some school in Vegas. Let's see, there are not that many high-profile universities in Vegas."
"No, she hasn't worked in years." His voice sharpens in frustration, so I back down, readjusting my glasses, and licking the corner of my lips. We enter and a receptionist recognizes Spencer immediately with a big smile.
"Dr. Reid how lovely to see you. Have you come to visit your mother? She'll be ecstatic. It's been far too long." Oh, like mother like son. She must be a psychiatrist. I smile softly at the notion. It will be so interesting to see who and where Spencer came from.
"Thank you, Sheryl, how has she been."
"Well, she has her day, but mostly, she just reads. You know the book club started a new series." Sherly playfully brushes his arm and giggles.
"That's good."
"She should have just gotten out of therapy." Sheryl smiles and rakes her eyes over the young doctor. Finally, she makes eye contact with me.
"Oh well, you're new," she cheers in a vaguely Midwestern accent. You'll need a visitor's pass, hon." She gets one from a drawer and hands it to me. "So, do you work at the FBI, too, or are you coming to meet the in-laws?"
"I'm an agent," I laugh. If I were lucky enough to snag him, that would be an HR nightmare." Playfully, I pat his chest. He guffaws dryly as I slide the plastic lanyard around my neck.
Spencer leads me through the building, mostly there are elderly people playing chess or using oil pastels as nurses and orderlies orbit them. He leads me through a large living room past an Asian woman knitting. We find a woman with blonde hair biting her nails on the couch as she ponders something.
"Hi, Mom," He warbles. There's an extra beat between his greeting and her response. It's like she snaps out of a trance when she sees her son.
"Spencer, honey, what are you doing here?"
"Me and my frie-"
"Oh my goodness, thank whatever deities you deny the existence of; you're finally giving me some grandchildren."
"No, Mom, this is my coworker Agent (L/n). She and I just have some questions for you regarding our case."
"Well, at least sit down." She pats the space next to her, and Spencer obeys, "You too, young lady."
"Yes, ma'am." I take the only spot right next to him, and Spencer begins rattling off questions while his mom sits there with her hand under her nose. She sits and observes Spencer like no one at the BAU does. When he finishes contextualizing the case with her she stews on every word like his voice is her favorite song.
"So our first question for you is, uh (Y/n), you might be better at asking." He makes the wringing motion of cracking his knuckles, but no sound comes out.
"Um, mostly, the bureau is interested in the capabilities of delusion to overlap reality. When you are having an episode, do you recognize the difference between your actions and your perceptions?" I retrieve a legal pad and a fountain pen and click it theatrically. Diana keeps her hand over her mouth and inhales longingly through her nose. She points at me but doesn't look at me.
"You're a very smart young woman," She locks her eyes on me, "I'll answer your questions if you answer mine."
"Of course, wagers are the drug of choice in Vegas, well that and alcohol and mostly any other drug you can think of." I correct myself
"God, you're so much like him." She looks to her son."Why aren't you dating my Spencer?"
"Uh," is all that dumbly spills from my mouth.
"You two seem perfectly suitable for each other. Is it because he's so skinny?"
"No,"
"Well, he's incredibly handsome and talented; even a pigeon could see he's intelligent beyond a lexicon." She rambles
"Mom, I think that's enough."
"Spencer, you haven't visited me in over a year, and how do you believe that's any way to speak to your mother." She reprimands me. Had the information not shocked me, I would have giggled.
"Spencer, over a year?!" I swat his arm, "You've had time off. Why wouldn't you come to visit?"
"Oh well, I've still gotten my daily letters," she pouts. But it's been too long, and I'm getting old." She begins to bat her eyelashes, and she holds onto his arm.
"I'm trying, Mom," he whined
"To visit or to get me some grandkids?" she sasses
"Mom," He groaned, and I couldn't help the giggle that escaped my lips.
"What about you, young lady? Do you have any kids??"
"No, ma'am."
"Why not?" I could see where Spencer gets his tunnel thinking.
"My career has made it difficult to go out on dates and fall in love," I admitted it was almost like Diana could extract the truth from me
"Well, then, date my Spencer."
"Mom!" he protested
"Shh! It's a win-win: I get grandbabies, you get dates, and neither of your careers gets in the way." I meant to retaliate, but her infallible logic knocked all the fire out of me.
"Let's finish up this interview and solve this case then we can circle back." I mitigated
Two days later, the case was solved, and we were riding the jet back to Virginia. Everyone had filed off the plane but Spencer and I.
"So, do you have any plans tonight?" It threw me further off guard than Diana.
"I was just gonna turn on Real Housewives reruns and cuddle cannoli." It was how I spent most nights.
"Would you object to a date?"
"Tonight?"
"We could watch the Real Housewives and hang out with your cat??"
"You want to do that?"
"It sounds much better than sweating in an overpriced Italian restaurant." He laughs and rings his knuckles
"it does, I think I have NBC, we could watch Star Trek after." I offer as we walk from the landing strip to the BAU. We made a sojourn at his home so he could shower and put on comfortable clothes. Two years later it would be cannoli to ring bear your wedding. Spencer would have to credit his mother who walked you both down the aisle simultaneously for your relationship and the whole team would have to agree.
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Y/n and Nico Hischier have a son together in which they take him to his first New Jersey Devils family skate day in which their son befriends Erik Haula's son
boyfriend | nh13
summary: You and Nico bring your 3 year old daughter, Mel, to family skate, and after a night of skating around with Erik's son, Henrik, She nearly gives her father a heart attack at the innocent question she asks.
a/n: So I am gonna have them have a daughter just cause I thought of the funniest idea.
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You sat beside your daughter watching has your husband tied her skates.
"Are you excited for family skate, sweet heart?" Your husband Nico, asked looking up at your daughter.
She nodded enthusiastically, " So excited!" she squealed out with aa giggle.
Nico smiled at the girl, standing up to pick her up. He took your hand with his free one.
You all walked over to the ice. He placed the young girl down, stepping onto the ice. You took Mel's hand, "Go head, honey, take daddy's hand," You smiled down at the young girl.
She stpped forward taking Nico's hand, you following behind. You all skated around the rink before a young boy came over, following Jesper.
"Wanna skate wif me?" He asked Mel with a dorky smile plastered across his face.
She looked up to Nico, recieving a nod, as you both let go of her hand. She took the young boys hand skating off with him.
"Looks like they will be great friends," Jesper smiled as he skated beside you both.
"Yeah, it does," You smiled taking your husbands hand.
You and Nico watched as the young pair skated around the rink, ultimately deciding that Jack needed to be attacked.
You and Nico laughed as the pair latched themselves on to Jacks legs as he skated beside his brother.
"I love this," You smiled up at your husband who looked right back at you with a smile plastered on his face.
"I do too," He spoke before leaning over to kiss you.
Your peaceful skating was soon interrupted by Jack skating up to you both, "Your daughter bit me!"
"Good." Nico spoke solemnly," Someone needs to put you in your place," He joked, smacking Jack on the shoulder playfully.
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As it was nearing 6:15, you had skated off the ice, Nico going to collect Mel so that you all could make it out to dinner before bedtime.
He scooped the young girl up in his arms,"You ready for dinner?" He asked with a smile on his face at her giggles.
"Mhmm sooo hungry," She stretched out. She gasped looking up to her father seriously as they joined you on the bench to remove their skates.
"daddy?" She spoke softly looking at her father.
"Yes?" He responded looking down at her.
"Can my boyfriend come to dinner with us?" She asked with a smile on her face, and begging eyes.
Nico nearly choked at the words. His eyes going wide and his face dropping. You swear he was having a heart attack at the innocent question.
You laughed, "I think that's a great idea, sweet heart."
Nico gulped, "Maybe-"
You cut him off, "I'll go talk to Henriks dad," You smiled standing up tucking your skates into the bag.
You walked over to Jesper.
"Whats with Nico?" He asked as he saw Nico looking like someone just told him the world was ending.
"Mel, asked if her boyfriend could join us for dinner," You laughed,"So would you guys like to join us for dinner?"
"Hell yeah, if it means I get to see Nico like that all night!" He responded with a laugh.
You walked back over as Mel ran right past you to talk to Henrik.
You walked over to your husband wrapping your arms around him. You looked up at him.
"My precious innocent angel, just asked me if her boyfriend could come to dinner," He spoke in disbelief.
"Relax Neeks, Their Three."
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Any headcanons about Chris idk
dating chris sturniolo ᯓᡣ𐭩 headcannons
pairing : boyfriend!chris sturniolo x girlfriend!reader [no smut]
divider credit : pics from pinterest, heart divider from @saradika-graphics
🌿 dorky smiles, fluffy hair and nervous hand-holding
🐞 100% pulls one of those yawn while watching movie to put arm over your shoulder moves (even if you've been dating for years)
🧺 big ol' BABY
🍵 "why can't you hang out today :(" "chris, i have errands to run" "but WHY😞"
🌿 terrified of hard-launching you bc of the fans
🐞 he does eventually but takes you on a romantic getaway afterwards to keep your mind (and his) off of social media
🧺 when matt first meets you he thanks you for taking over half his driving responsibilities
🍵 "thank you so much, i was two more 7/11 runs from crashing the car" "🧍♀️"
🌿 he prefers sleeping in your bed
🐞 "it's comfy! and it smells like you!"
🧺 lowkey i see him dating an eldest daughter
🍵 eldest daughter x youngest son trope yk
a/n : this is me promoting my chris series called "but daddy, i love him!" you can find it on my masterlist 😝
#chris sturniolo#chris sturniolo x reader#chris sturniolo x you#chris sturniolo imagine#chris sturniolo fanfic#chris sturniolo fluff#christopher sturniolo#christopher sturniolo x reader#christopher sturniolo fluff#christopher sturniolo fanfic#chris sturniolo headcanon#chris sturniolo oneshot#christopher sturniolo oneshot#christopher sturniolo x you#matt sturniolo#matthew sturniolo#the sturniolos#the sturniolo triplets#sturniolo triplets#sturniolo fanfic#sturniolo x reader#sturniolo imagine
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my character ai bots:
bnha-
dabi: toxic bf , mafia au
denki kaminari: your a milf
eijiro kirishima: dying his hair
hanta sero: shotgunning w him
katsuki bakugou: he smells good , mean ass soulmate , ghostface katsuki , rivals to lovers , he’s bad w feelings , your pro hero fiancé , if you die so do i , girl dad
izuku midoriya: corrupting the religious boy
jjk-
gojo satoru: can’t get enough of him , vampire au , wardrobe malfunction , your affair , he’s annoying , his eyes r funny looking
geto suguru: dad’s best friend
nanami kento: healing your daddy issues
yu haibara: he’s gone , he’s sick , he admires his upperclassmen
yuji itadori: your parents hate him , best boyfriend , dorky best friend , he’s delulu , captain of the football team , gossiping w him , older brother’s best friend , you have a bf already but he loves you , your his mentor , shibuya arc
megumi fushiguro: step brother
yuta okkotsu: your a fan , welcoming the new boy , he likes when you pull his hair , he chose geto’s side that day , your best friend
haikyuu-
atsumu miya: your annoying neighbor , he’s drunk
iwaizumi hajime: scolding you after your ex did you dirty
kei tsukishima: he hates you(?)
kotaro bokuto: he’s spiderman , your his fan , emo mode
kenma kozume: streaming wars , cat hybrid , he hates you , he hates brats
hinata shoyo: healing your issues , he got sick , u get ur head hit w a ball
tetsuro kuroo: studying w him
koshi sugawara: he’s your son’s teacher , your coworker , he’s jealous
keiji akaashi: he loves feeding you , the pretty setter
yuu nishinoya: he’s drunk
demon slayer-
sanemi shinazugawa: training w him , your roommate
aot-
eren jeager: smoking weed w him
blue lock-
nagi seishiro: coke head
bachira meguru: you’re his therapist , pervert bachira
death note-
touta matsuda: he has a little crush , admiring his boss
csm-
denji: blood lust , walking home w him , mommy issues
sk8-
reki kyan: he’s a zombie
fairytail:
natsu dragneel: mating season
nanatsu no taizai [seven deadly sins]:
arthur pendragon: your his servant , you saved him , he saved you , your his holy knight
hxh:
kurapika kurta: your loyal to him , it’s only you and him
killua zoldyck: he’s your little brother
the disastrous life of saiki k:
kusuo saiki: he’s self aware , your ordinary
if you have any recommendations on more bots I can do lmk ! i’ll be adding a bunch more :x
#bnha smut#bnha thirst#mha smut#bllk smut#blue lock smut#jjk smut#dabi smut#midoriya izuku#bakugou katsuki#gojo satoru#gojo satoru smut#gojo smut#haikyuu smut#character ai#character ai bot#fairytail#attack on titan#death note#csm#bachira meguru#kenma smut#hq kenma#eren yeager#eren jaeger#dabi todoroki#demon slayer#demon slayer smut#cai#hxh#the disastrous life of saiki k.
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“What if they don’t like me.” You say.
“They have begged me for months for a day like this, do not worry my love.”
“So, what if they finally meet me and they-“
“They will love you, just as I do.” He interrupts.
As you walk up the stone walkway leading into Konig’s childhood home, you can’t help but feel insecure. You have been dating for a little over a year, and have a small apartment off base together. You haven’t met them yet due to busy work schedules. Though you did feel as though you were putting it off, you couldn’t help but felt as time passed that they must resent you, keeping their son away from them for so long. You walk up to the door and Konig gives three loud knocks to the white-painted wooden door.
Now you weren’t sure what you were expecting, but with the way Konig explained his mother, you would’ve thought she was a tiny old lady. He had said his parents were a bit older, having him in their late thirties, making them around 65-70 years old. He mentioned two siblings, a brother who lives in the states, and a younger sister who lives at home. His father and mother owned a bakery in town, right near a church. He worked there when he was a teenager.
Anyways, as the door opens, you have to look up to greet her. She had to be about 6’2, with grayish blonde hair, and just the right amount of wrinkles that tell you she has lived a happy life.
“Hallo! You must be the girl I hear so much about. Come in, come in, we have so much to show you.” She greets, guiding you inside, she seems like one of the nicest women you have ever met, she looks young for her age.
The house is beautiful, everything looks handcrafted. Then you see his father and realize Konig gets his height from his mother, his father couldn’t be only taller than 5’8
“How do you like your tea?” He asks.
“Milk and sugar please.”
For the next hour, you will see countless albums of baby Konig, kid Konig, and even awkward phase Konig. All so adorable and dorky. His mother is nothing but kind, asking you questions about yourself and seeming genuinely interested. His father is more quiet, but he has this kind smile that just rests on his face, you can see it as he catches up with his son. It was a wonderful afternoon.
“So you two live together?” His mother asks. Konig and his father were outside, talking about their garden.
“Just a small apartment off base, not too far from here actually.” You say.
“That’s nice, it seems very serious between you two.”
“Well it is to me, your son means the world to me.”
“That’s a very refreshing thing to say to a mother you know,” she starts, “I was always so worried about him, He is very hard on himself, I was even more worried when he joined the military.”
“He is very good at his job I hope you know, I worry as well but he is very diligent and precise.” You soothe
The front door jingles as if a key were being used. In walks in a woman, about the same size as your boyfriend. About 6’9, same red hair, and same sweet smile.
“Hello.” You greet.
“Ah, it’s very nice to meet you.” She says giving your hand a firm shake. She sits down at the table right across from you.
“Yes, I agree.” You say.
“So how did you to meet?”
“We met through work, I’m a medic.”
“Yes, I met her when she had to give me a few stitches,” Konig interrupts, walking back inside, “She was very gentle compared to the rest of the medics that work there.”
“Well, I don’t know about that.” You say.
“I disagree, anyways she didn’t actually talk to me until we were on a job, She had to reset my knee, again very gentle.”
“As gentle as a person can be while pushing a bone back into its place.”
“You seem very accident prone, my son.” His father adds.
“Yes, he is, I think he does it on purpose.”
“Maybe, maybe not.” Konig says.
“When did you get the courage to ask her out.” His sister asks.
“She had to ask, I was very nervous and backed down many times. She asked if I liked tea, to which I said yes, and then she asked if we could go get some the following morning, I said yes.”
“Very romantic.” His mother gushes.
The afternoon turns to evening and it’s time to go back to your apartment.
“It was very nice to meet you all, I don’t know why I was so nervous, you guys are so lovely.”
“Come back anytime, I can teach you how to bake strudel.” His mother offers.
“I would really like that.”
You exchange goodbyes and get into Konig’s truck.
“Wasn’t so bad, now was it?” He points out.
“No, it was awesome Your family is so kind, I see where you get it from.”
He grins, and continues driving.
What you didn’t know, was that his mother slipped his grandmothers ring in his hand before you guys left.
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