#jumping for joy and clapping like a toddler

[sttoru]

‘the markings engraved on the wood hold unspoken memories; ones that will last forever.’

☀︎｜tags. dad!toji x female reader. fluff. you’re married. based on a request i got a while back; reader and toji marking megumi’s changes in height throughout the years to record how much he’s grown.

“oh, it’s already time to do that stuff ‘gain, huh?” toji grunts as he was lazily slumping back on the couch — rough hand cradling the head of his three year old son.

megumi was surprisingly quiet whilst laying on top of toji’s chest. the reason why probably being the dancing fruits and vegetables on the television. those videos was pure entertainment for the little guy.

toji’s eyes follow your movements as you grabbed a sharpie and walked towards the door of the living room. you had purposefully grabbed the special sharpie that existed only to fulfil one, sole task;

which was to mark megumi’s current height on the doorframe.

“yep.” you nod enthusiastically. you were excited to see how much megumi had grown since the last time you measured his height. it was a fun thing to do, yet also bittersweet.

toji looks down at the little boy on his chest. he grins like a proud dad once he notices how content megumi was in his embrace, “c’mon, bud. y’r momma wants to see how much bigger and stronger you grew.”

megumi’s attention was instantly drawn to you at the words uttered to him. in a sudden burst of energy, he jumps off toji’s torso — running your way. he was bouncing up and down like his favorite candy was about to get handed out.

“alright, alright.” you giggle softly and tenderly rub megumi’s cheeks with your fingers. toji gets up from the couch and joins the two of you, crossing his arms over his chest whilst leaning against the wall.

your husband’s focus was elsewhere; his gaze following the previous records that were left on the wooden jamb. there were dates assigned to each line — each holding a precious memory of their own. toji lets out a deep breath, closes his eyes and allows all the happy memories to flood back into his mind for a good moment.

he can’t stop the fond smile from forming on his face as he squats down to megumi’s level, “i bet ya grew a lot considering how much veggies y’ve been eatin lately.”

“yeah! big boy!” megumi grins back at toji — his playful grin resembling your husband’s. his tiny hands pat his belly, causing both his parents to laugh at his actions.

you pull off the cap from the sharpie and properly align your toddler against the doorframe. toji helped megumi stay still for the sake of measuring his height as accurately as possible.

you try to get the perfect dot right atop of megumi’s head. once you get it, you draw a straight line from that point to the end of the jamb. it’s then that you notice the difference between the previous blue line and the newest one you had just placed on the wood.

you stay silent for a few seconds after taking the tip of the sharpie away from the door jamb. there it was; that bittersweet look in your eyes. one that toji knew very well. he understands your emotions and doesn’t ever invalidate them since he feels the same deep within.

that beautiful and proud yet also surprisingly sad feeling. the one you get when you realise just how fast time flies.

“mama! mama! look!” megumi excitedly points out the obvious difference between the two lines, clapping his hands out of pure delight, “i’m shtronger! bwigger!”

the pure face of joy that megumi made, was enough to put a smile on your face as well. you instantly scoop your son up in your arms and hug him tightly to your body. megumi’s nose scrunches up, left cheek squished against your chest with a faint giggle escaping his lips.

toji’s expression was one of content in the meantime. a content man whom had finally found the reason as to why life was worth living.

his hand reaches out, index finger curling around the collar of megumi’s shirt from behind. he gives it a small yank as if trying to catch the boy’s attention. once toji gains exactly that — he opens his arms and motions for a hug;

“what ‘bout papa, kid?” your husband raises an eyebrow. he tries hard to fake a pout, though only ends up looking quite silly, “can papa get a big ol’ h—”

before toji could finish his sentence, megumi unexpectedly jumps into his arms. this causes toji to actually stumble back — falling out of his squat and into a sitting position on the floor. that was quite the surprise, but, a pleasant one it sure was.

the dark-haired man rolls his eyes before nuzzling his nose into megumi’s hair. his strong arms engulf the toddler completely—not wanting to let go any time soon.

“y’re gonna need to eat a lot more so you can grow up ‘n be as tall as me.” toji teases after a few seconds of comfortable silence. he squeezes megumi’s cheek and looks down at him fondly, “i’m sure you’ll even outgrow me ‘n your momma one day.”

the mention of your son one day growing up and becoming taller than you makes that solemn look return to your eyes. your bottom lip sticks out and your eyebrows furrow.

toji notices and regrets saying what he said whilst already knowing you were in a sentimental mood. plus, you always got even more emotional when talking about how quick megumi was growing up. it was like he was a newborn just yesterday.

“wah! mama. . .”

even megumi notices the change in your expression and he huffs. his eyes dart back towards his dad’s and his tiny fists (softly) land on toji’s chest twice. like he was giving out a punishment for ‘upsetting’ you.

“papa make mama sad! papa bad!” megumi sticks his tongue out at toji and runs back towards you — tiny arms circling your neck as he clings onto you in hopes to make you feel better.

your son’s cute antics were enough to lighten up the mood, causing both toji and you to laugh again. even if a tear had already rolled down your cheek from before.

you were about to wipe it away yourself, though was stopped by two hands: a large one and a small one. one belonging to toji and the other to megumi.

“aht aht,” toji narrows his eyes at his kid, “i’m the one who made y’r momma cry, so i gotta be the one comfortin’ her to make it right.”

“no! papa made mama sad. i make mama happy ‘gain. not papa.” megumi does the same back, though adds fuel to the fire by sticking his tongue out like earlier.

and. . . there they go again.

your husband and son go back and forth about who gets to wipe your tear away and comfort you. you knew toji was competitive - even with his own son - but it was funny to see how he still argued with a three year old like it was some serious business.

you couldn’t even be sad any longer as the squabbling makes you giggle — though also leaves you with a giddy feeling in your chest.

time seems to slow down when you’re engrossed in rememberable moments like these.

and all you could do was wish that they would last forever.

[bubuslutty]

fluff, fluffy, sweet sugary fluff!!!

thinking abt how 141 will accompany their captain and his wife on a family outing with their little girl who's a year old.

they go to a shopping mall, that has a trampoline park inside, and end up getting themselves tickets for the toddler session in the morning.

it's sort of funny, four massive military dudes sitting down and changing their socks into trampoline appropriate socks and wearing their little wristbands with a tiny bundle of joy already excited to go join the party inside.

John's wife doesn't feel like jumping so she picks a table and sits, the men leaving their shoes and things with her. Before going in, John hands his little one to Simon to hold while he goes and gets his missus a drink and whatever slice of cake she wants to have in the meantime. When she's all set, he kisses her and goes back to his men.

They get checked in by an employee who asks them to show their wristbands and socks and says hello when he sees John's little one, already giggling and clapping, kicking her legs.

It's pretty noisy, the music they're playing on the speakers is loud, not obnoxiously so, and there's a parent with every single toddler in sight. It's adorable, how many little ones try to jump and bounce and end up falling.

John decides to put his darling down and see where her tiny legs take her, she immediately starts to waddle, holding onto the edges of some higher, flat, platforms, trying to bounce but when she can't seem to do it she looks for her daddy and calls, "Dada !"

Gaz laughs, "She wants your help, go on."

And John bends down and holds her little hands in his, using his knees to make the trampoline go up and down, not too much, she's too tiny and may fly away if he does it too hard.

That's how the rest of the 1h session goes, they follow her like hawks, actively circling her in such a strategic manner that no rogue adult accidentally jumps on her. They take their job very seriously, and it looks like even other parents have noticed as well. Some mums smile at them, while others when they accidentally bump into them when backing away say, "I'm so so-- Wow, you're huge!"

The trampoline park even has two basketball areas, which are empty, and so the boys take advantage of the fact and goes to throw in some hoops, and it takes nothing for everyone to get competitive. Which they're busy competing against each other, John takes his baby back to where mum is and gives her a drink to hydrate her a little bit, she was bouncing and bouncing and running a mock after all.

Meanwhile, the boys move to a place called airbags. It's a high platform with stairs on the side, right below it there's trampolines and a massive airbag where you land. It's empty, so it's safe for them to go with no fear of accidentally stepping or jumping on a little one.

There's three trampolines lined one next to the other, so they each take one, jumping at the same time. Johnny somehow manages to do a backflip and lands on his belly, Kyle a front flip and Simon just lands flat on his back. They laugh and go up the stairs again, this time Johnny looks at Simon and glances at Kyle, whatever silent communication happened between them went right over Gaz's head. So they both grab him and throw him into the airbags and he lands with a scream, "Oh, fuck off!"

Johnny laughs his ass off until he has to escape Simon's arms wrapped around his waist, trying to throw him over, "Oi, no !"

Johnny doesn't want to full on wrestle his friend up in a trampoline park full of babies so he allows the giant of a man to lift him, spin him and chuck him in the airbag, sinking down down until he has to make his way out on all fours.

John comes back with his baby and they keep playing with her until she gets tired, and eventually their 1h session ends and they have to make their way out of the trampoline park. John's missus is laughing at them, because they're sweaty and looked like they had way more fun than their baby. They all plop down on the chairs to drink water and dry themselves with some tissues, change their socks and wear their shoes back on.

John's little one is tucked in her pram, little belly rising up and down as she sleeps with her little hands balled up into fists. John gives her a little kiss on the head and kisses his wife right after, thanking her for giving him this, for giving him everything he ever wanted. It's sappy but true.

When they're ready to leave, John pushes the pram out of the park, his wife locking one arm with his and the other with Kyle as he talks to her about some series they both like.

Simon walks on the other side, his shoulders sometimes brushing against his Captain's when he peers down and check if the baby is still asleep, and it makes John warm everytime.

[wizardfrog69]

'•.¸♡Lost and found♡¸.•'

Sigma x reader

Fluff?

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Enjoy!

Note! [C/n] means child's name here! :)

You walked into the sky casino hold a three year old toddler, her curls were filled with white and lavander as her eyes were grey, her cute and cubby face always wore a smile.

Maybe bringing a toddler to a casino is something unheard of and frowned upon, but had no other option, you had to let your daughter see her father at least once.

Ever since your loving disappeared three years ago, you have been looking for him, not for an explanation, you knew he loved you too much to leave you, especially without saying goodbye. You heard of the famous Sky Casino, and you decided to check if he was there. He had to be. You knew he liked high places and casinos. If he was going to be anywhere in the world, it was going to be either there or with you.

An employee approached Sigma while he was walking through the casino halls. The employee informed him of a new customer who had a child with them. Sigma became confused and slightly worried as he left to welcome the new customer.

As soon as Sigma saw the child, he froze, the toddler... looked like him. Once the toddler saw Sigma, she began cheering. "Dada, dada!" She pointed at him. You turned around and smiled. You waltzed towards him, almost jumping out of blissful joy. Sigma only stood there, confused. Why were you, a stranger, holding a toddler who looked like him.

Once he could compose himself, he spoke formally but warmly. "Good evening, and welcome to the sky casino, may i ask why you brought a child with you?" She smiled, hoping to receive an explanation.

Your heart sunk, he didn't remember you? What... what was happening. You felt like crying. "Oh... thank you, dar- sir... ehm, this is my daughter. Her name is [c/n]." You smiled. Did he really not remember you? You were married for so many years, what happened?

Your daughter spoke once again while waving her chubby arms. "Dada! Dadda! Mommy, dada." She reached her arms to Sigma, wanting to him to hold her. He only stood there smiling at the child warmly, and she melted his heart. He held his hand up to her for her to hold it. She took his hand and held his finger. You felt as if you were about to start crying. This was Sigma's first time meeting his daughter.

While your daughter held Sigma's finger, you noticed the wedding ring on his finger. Despite not remembering, he kept the ring... all you wanted to do was to tell him how much you loved him and to kiss him and hug him and give him the entire world.

"You still have the ring..." You whispered while staring at the ring. Sigma looked over at you and smiled. "Yeah, I don't know where I have this ring from, but it seemed important, I didn't have the heart to get rid of it..." "I know where the ring came from, I have one too." You told him with a smile while looking at him, and you decided to explain what you could.

"We used to be married, I'm sorry if it sounds weird or it sounds like I'm insane but we used to be married, and we were expecting a child, but... you disappeared... this all happened three years ago." You told him while looking lovingly into his eyes, he only stared at you with a mixture of shock and surprise. He froze and had no idea how to respond. He was married and had a toddler, but he doesn't remember anything... anything at all.

"I don't remember... I... I recognised you the first time I saw you but I dont remember you..." Sigma began to tear up. He had a family... he had someone to live for, he had a loving spouse and a child... the only thing he could think of doing was hugging you, and so he did, hugging you and your toddler.

Your toddler clapped her hands and reached out her hands for him to hold her. "I think someone wants to finally be held by her daddy~," you spoke half to the child and half to Sigma. Sigma still had to get used to the situation, but he took his toddler in his hands. "How does she know I'm her father?" "I have a couple of photos of you around the house, and I would always tell her about you." You smiled thinking about your life with your toddler and how your life will be with Sigma.

"Did you tell her why I was gone?" He asked curiously. "I told her her father was getting the stars for her... that." You could feel tear in your eyes as you continued. "You were bringing her all the stars and love in the world. You loved her beyond nothing else, and you are watching over her." You felt tears rolling down your tears as you spoke. You had missed Sigma every day for the past three years. "I love you." You spoke softly, looking at Sigma while smiling through your tears.

༺♡༻ 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 ⋆ 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ༺♡༻

Sorry for not answering requests, I will one of these days, I hope.

Have a wonderful day/night and stay hydrated and safe!

-love, Az

[ballerinainskzville]

Kindergarten date - Hyunjin

“Mingi, isn’t your mom picking you up today?”, you asked the 4 year-old who was sitting on the bench of wardrobe room as you tied his shoelaces for him.

Kim Mingi was one of your favorite kindergarten kids of the group with an immense fantasy loaded mind and the cutest eye smile, he captivated the heart of you and your fellow kindergarten co-workers since the day he enrolled into your institution a year ago.

His mother, Kim Hyuna, was very keen on the education of her only son and it showed in the manners that Mingi knew at his age. The whole year, she’d also be the parent to drop him off, picking him up in the afternoon again and chat with one of the kindergarten teachers to inform herself of what the kids did that day, if anything happened, or to hear about progress of her child.

But today, she wasn’t to be seen. And Ms. Kim had never been late before.

“No. Uncle Hyunjin is picking me up!”, the boy clapped his hands in joy, the infamous eye smile flashing over his face that could melt even the most cold hearted person.

“Oh, your uncle Hyunjin? The one who taught you how to paint?”, you asked him. Mingi loved his uncle Hyunjin. Hyunjin began to babysit Mingi when he was just a toddler and naturally they spend a lot of time together. Mingi looked up to Hyunjin like he was his older brother and would always tell about what they both did during the weekend on Monday. Like painting together as Hyunjin was an aspiring arts student.

You had heard a lot about him but never saw a picture of the artist. Guessing from the graceful beauty Mingi’s mother owned, he probably was just as good looking.

Mingi grabbed his zebra plushie, his current obsession, and jumped down the bench when the door bell rang, signaling a new person entering the kindergarten.

“Uncle Hyunjiiiin!”, the kid shouted in joy and ran across the room.

“Yahh, look at my favorite person!”, a soft voice spoke up and you turned around to see Mingi being lifted by a guy in his mid 20’s. Dressed in black. Mingi laughed happily in the arms of his uncle and grabbed the bucket hat from him, putting it on his head… and proceeding to cover up his whole face too due the size. They both laughed and Hyunjin adjusted the head on his head. When he looked up, his eyes locked with his and he halted in his tracks.

Your breath hitched when you saw the most beautiful man standing in front of you.

Angelic features. That’s how you could describe him. He had the perfect mixture of masculine and feminine facial features and the exact same eye shape of Mingi. Even the beauty mark on his face was in the perfect spot on his cheek, his longish black hair perfectly styled up to frame his face.

“Hi, you must be Mingi’s kindergarten teacher?”, he spoke up. His voice caused goosebumps on your skin, the good kind, and you quickly nodded to break off your trace.

“Yes! I’m Y/N. It’s nice to meet you. You must be Mingi’s uncle, Hyunjin? He talks a lot about you”, you gave him a warm smile that he mirrored, laughing a little as he swayed the boy in his arms.

“Mingi, you should have told me that you have a really beautiful teacher, I’d come pick you up more often”

This comment made your heart flutter a little and you felt a soft blush rush up your cheeks. Now you knew where the little kid got his charming personality from, too.

“I’m Hwang Hyunjin. The pleasure is mine”, he bowed his head slightly.

You two smiled at each other for a moment longer before the shouting of the other kids brought you back to reality. Just when you realized that Mingi was hitting his uncle with the zebra plushie in his hands.

“Ice cream~! I want to get ice cream, uncle!”, the boy whined and shook his legs in the air. Hyunjin put Mingi back down and you handed him his backpack, helping him to put it on properly. When you stood back up, your face was merely centimeters away from Hyunjin.

His eyes swept over your facial expressions and you could feel the rosy color on your cheeks darken with nervousness. His presence was nerve wrecking as he mustered you like a painting in a museum.

“Do you… have plans for the weekend?”, he then asked, cutting the tense silence.

You were the definition of introverted so you just shook your head. The only plan you had was reading a book from your endless TBR.

“No, not yet”

“There’s a new arts exhibition. An immersive experience once. If you have no plans, would you like to go there together?”, the corner of his lips lifted up in a shy smile, expecting two different answers from you.

You were the history museum girl rather than the arts museum but everyone could appreciate arts, it was indeed a beautiful language and portrayal of emotions for itself.

“I’d love to, actually”, you replied, fidgeting with the rings on your fingers and a nervous smile.

He breathed out visibly and took out his phone from his back pocket. His phone looked small in his hands, they looked like they were sculpted by Michelangelo himself. You couldn’t help but stare when he handed you his phone.

“I’ll text you the time when I’ll meet you up, if you give me your number?”, he then added and you swiftly typed in your phone number.

You had a date this weekend.

With Hwang Hyunjin.

“Uncle, let’s gooo!”, his nephew Mingi complained, stomping with his feet. Oh boy, he was definitely spoiled by his uncle and his attention.

“See you on Saturday, then. Take care”, Hyunjin gave you another sweet smile than knocked the air out of your lungs and you mirrored it.

“Can’t wait. You both take care too”

[mortishecate004]

Anti-Hero x GN! Reader

(a/n: he's the one from Unnatural Disasters on Roblox, don't judge me. Also I imagine him as Clark Kent, it's the vibes! I named him Orion since he doesn’t really have a name besides Anti-Hero. Sam, I blame you for this. :P)

Word Count: 844 Rating: Fluff, a little sadness, but happy ending!!!!

You were looking at your reflection in the mirror with a pout. Why? Because you had spotted three white hairs on your head. You continue to gawk at it, internally contemplating whether or not you should pluck them out… But they were gonna come back anyway, ugh! Your eyes moved down a little to see two more gray hairs, how did you even miss those? You combed your fingers through your hair, were you going to have to color them now? 

While you were in the middle of a mid-life crisis, you failed to spot your husband and son that had just entered the room. Orion carried the bouncy baby boy in his arms, he whistled as he looked at you from behind, “Well, if it isn’t my beautiful partner.” Orion had a wolfish smirk plastered on his face as he admired your figure, your son clapped his chubby hands with a small smile as he also spotted you. “Mama/Dada!” His little voice broke you out of your trance, you jumped a little at their sudden appearance.

“Jeez! You two need to stop doing that.” You yelped, placing a hand over your chest to steady your racing heart. Orion chuckles lightly and walks towards you, he grabs your waist and pulls you into his side. He glances down at you with his violet eyes met yours, “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” His voice was soft and caring, you could see even through the haze of ‘attraction’ in his eyes, there was worry laced in the pools of violet you loved.

“You’re gonna think it’s stupid… I’ve-” you sighed exasperatedly, “I’ve got gray hairs.” He could hear the defeat in your voice, he hadn’t seen you this sad since you two found out you were about to have a kid. The overwhelming sadness that could crush your spirit and soul with one fell swoop, Orion and your son’s face hardened similarly as they observed your crestfallen look.

Their brows furrowed and their lips pursed in a thoughtful manner, “Mama/Dada.” Your son says with a low tone, his arms stretched out for you to carry him. You complied gladly, “Oh my sweet James, such a lovely little boy you are.” You peppered his cheeks with kisses, he giggled sweetly. That was yours and Orion’s favorite sound, James’s adorable little chortles and chirps of joy. Orion chuckles. He raises his hand and cups the side of your face with a hand, his eyes were full of love and care. "You're cute, you know that?"

"Orion," You gave him an unamused look, he chuckles yet again, his thumb rubbing against the three hairs. His purple eyes were lighter, he looked like he was trapped in a trance, "I'm sorry... It's just... We're doing it. We're getting older together." He chuckles for the nth time, his fangs poking out as he admired your features with a wide grin. Orion leaned forward to place a kiss on your pouty lips, "It makes me happy, doesn't it make you happy?"

"It does, Orion. Thanks for putting it in a better perspective." You pull him in for another kiss, small hands grabbed at you as you do so. You chuckled into this kiss, "Looks like someone else wanted some loving." James stares up at you with his deep purple eyes, he gives you a toothy smile and attacks your face with kisses. Well, more cuteness aggression from a toddler.

"Hey! James, don't do that. Gentle. Gentle. Remember?" Orion scolds James softly, prying the chubby hands grasping at your face firmly. The father and son share an intense look, lavender fighting with violet. James is the first to admit defeat and kisses your cheek softly, Orion smiles at the gesture. "Attaboy, we have to show love. I get it, your mom/dad is very pretty, but last time you did that. You gave them quite the wound."

His words started to become like white noise to you, you started to feel lighter again, the world was less dimmer than it was a few hours ago. Orion really knew what to say in situations, you were lucky to have even caught his attention. Moments like this reminded you why you loved him, not to mention, makes you fall even harder than you already were. God, what did you even do to deserve this life?

Little James was signing and speaking to his father, as if he was arguing back. Orion tuts playfully, "That's it, no more mom/dad time for you. You and I are gonna have a strict talk while mom/dad watches a movie. I'll catch up later, need to tussle with this naughty boy." Little James gave him a glare for even suggesting such an idea.

You laughed loudly, he was just too cute. James gives you another toothy grin, he lets out a deep bellied laugh. Orion joins in on the joviality, "But seriously, have some me time, my love. I'll be back." The two moved to the kitchen, you knew they had ulterior motives.

Life couldn't be better.

Fin.

(istg if people judge me)

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[onelove4boognish]

Man autism is such an insane thing because why do I jump for joy and giggle and clap like a toddler over this. Whenever I see playing cards or pips used for like anything too.

Like ok whatever

Tism playing card set

[clarrissanewt]

Clutch It Up!

pairing: james potter x fem!single parent!reader

warnings: tooth rotting fluff, james' heart turns into a puddle of goo because of harry and his mama, single parent!au, nightstands can be good

summary: you would call it a coincidence, that when you met james after three years, your heart still threatened to palpitate at an undeniable speed. and the fact that harry has a thing for playing with other people's hair, doesn't help your situation.

requests are open! want to slide in a taglist?

“Mama, park!”

You braced yourself, having every mind to press further into the little paradise of the chunky blankets, but unfortunately, your son had no wish to let you cooconify yourself. Whining at your little bundle of joy, whose pudgy cheeks had turned to a faint shade of red in the cold, you pointed out of the window. “Really, Harry? It’s so cold!”

“Cold is good! Snow good!”

You helped your two year old son up on the bed, and then followed a battle of ‘whose puppy face is the best’, which, of course, ended with you sighing and placing a sweet kiss on his forehead.

“I like blankets,” you tried a last time as he cupped your face with his miniscule palms, the faux glare reminding you of how much he looked like his father when he made a ‘GWARHH’ noise, but you didn’t have the heart to tell him that stags don’t roar.

Stags. You would probably whimper at this topic. Harry was fascinated with stags (you would cleave to the blame that it was your fault). “Alright, give me a minute, little stag.”

Your son was so energetic that you had to run after him even when the laces of your trainers were undone, because you knew, you would bend down and Harry would be nowhere to be seen. So you had to jog and clasp his tiny fingers into your own so that he doesn’t adorably jump his way away from you.

“Hey, give me a minute, baby,” you picked the toddler from the snowscape ground, and adjusting him on your hips, kissed his frown away. “Don't run, you will fall."

"B'imey!”

"Blimey," you corrected and bopped your nose into his cheeks as he clapped, only a big toothy grin showed its way, and even in the wet grey surrounding, you felt warm.

He reminded you so much of James, the raven haired man you met three years ago by a trick of fate. So you just chewed up the grin that was threatening to spill as James’ face flashed in front of you as if tattooed at the back of your eyes.

James. What was his last name, anyway?

You were bolted out of your reverie about the man you completely call a ‘coincident bliss’ when your two year old son tugged onto your sage green parka, ‘aww’-ing at a tiny badger which made its way into some hole (you would admit you would have done the same because there was no way you would be ready to jump in the snow till you get blessed with frostbites and brain freeze).

“Chip’unk!” Harry cooed, his eyes flicking with an undeniable hazel which definitely belonged to James.

“That’s a badger, baby,” you tightened your hold onto his little round body as he sprung in your hold, “not a chipmunk.”

“Oh no!”

“Oh no!” You agreed albeit you could see the simple immaculate smile on his face.

“Snowman?” Harry swerved in your grip, jutting out his chin in an adorable pout. You matched his bewitchness with your motherly stare, and letting out a short laugh, you both turned to each other’s back, conjuring snowmans.

For the last fifteen minutes, you silently turned once in a while to keep an eye on Harry. Though his determination to make the best snowman was heartfelt, your motherly instincts couldn’t help but turn again and again to check on him.

There were next to no people in the park, which, in one way, was a relief for you. Because if there happened to be anyone, you’d have had a hard time sprinting after you little ball of zeal. Nonetheless, you did feel bad for ‘snowie’ who had his hand fitted where any big kid would have placed a nose.

“Fella! Fella!” The next second you snapped your neck back in his direction, Harry was already zooming like a little round penguin in the snow. When you actually turned and saw the commotion, you let out a quick gasp (mama instincts, no time for long gasp, of course) and tripped on the undone laces of your trainers as you followed your son.

“Harry! Don’t run!”

But honestly, you were too late. Your toddler had already hopped hundred metres ahead of you, tugging at the sleeve of the jumper of a man who, as far as your eyes allowed you to squint from the distance, hadn’t noticed that he was being attacked by a two year old kid, who tried to climb up the bench to reach him.

And the moment his eyes found the way to the cute little boy who was trying(and failing miserably) to reach him.

“Fella!” Harry called again, and you aggressively stuffed the stupid fucking laces as they almost successfully made you fall face first on the snow.

“Harry, stop!”

James gyrated at the source of the sweet voice and the moment, his eyes locked into yours, an arrow felt like shooting straight through your heart. After all this time, a park, honestly?

You didn’t even realise when your macho stomping had turned into a crawl, and James broke the intimate eye contact that actually sounded like ‘yeah, what the fuck?’,and looked down at Harry.

“What’s your name, little man?”

“‘Arry!”

“Harry,” James smiled at your son and petted his cap covered head.

Five years and it felt like falling in love with him all over again; his serene smile kindling a wild fire down your chest as the memories of that night rushed back to your mind.

If someone happened to chance upon the three of you right now, was Harry being James' son so obvious?

“Name?” You heard Harry pointing his finger at the man, who just ran a large hand through the mess of his hair (which you well remember were your extreme support that night, uh- you’d love to fill in the details later), a smug smile resting on his lips.

“James, and who’s that?” He pointed straight at you and you slightly wrung your hands with your brows raised, not willing to leave in control.

“That’s mama!”

“Harry,” James turned towards you with a teasing nod, “and mama.”

Warmth crept onto your neck in spite of the backbiting cold, but you gave out a small scowl as he pointed out to your laces.

Oh, yeah. Pretty nice thing to sort out mush.

After you spent two minutes of your time on ‘how to deal this’ you saw that James had crouched down, the sleeves of his jumper pushed up as he cooed adorably at your baby. You stood there still as your heart palpitated at the sight but as soon as Harry giggled and clutched James' hair, you just went uh-ho.

Blimey, how could you forget to inform James that Harry's favorite thing in the world was to play with people's hair and yes, now, you perfectly knew, he won't let go of James.

“Oh god, no,” you jogged your way towards the duo, watching with genuine concern as Harry latched himself onto James' hair. “That’s not a right thing to do, Harry- AARGHHHH!”

James grinned as you were clasped so warmly on his chest, your sweet frown resting on your lips which he wanted to kiss knock off.

“It’s alright, Y/n,” you looked up at him as he wrapped a protective arm around Harry so that he doesn’t tumble down while successfully tugging on his locks, “clutch it up! Little man feels warm.”

The closeness between your bodies was so wistful that you fell back on his chest, letting out a feverish breath. “I’m sorry.”

“Well, you should be. Harry asked me to judge both of your snowies. I could fail you.” You flicked a weak mock swat on his chest as he laughed, his cologne tingling your senses. “Who’s the lucky guy, by the way?”

You saw this coming. But your throat felt so sand paperish dry that you just dropped your head and chewed onto your lips at a little calculation. “You couldn’t tell, right? Let’s talk about it somewhere…somewhere homey.”

“Wait, wait, wait!” You stuck your neck awkwardly mid air just as you were pulling away. “Can you possibly take my phone and call Moony? Or else I might get grounded for not informing.”

You shrugged, his phone in your hand as you waited for the password.

“Come on, you know the password, mama.”

You shook the backflips of your stomach and lightly cleared your throat. “I do not?”

“Aww, that’s not done! You can’t forget your own birthday!”

You bit down a choke. Seriously, did he remember a drunken confession of the birth date from three years back?

“Is that seriously your password?” You retorted with a disgusted expression while he dramatically shrugged.

“How old is he?” He ignored your question.

“Two!” Harry replied before you could and James looked up with a striking gasp.

“You good there, little man?”

“Jamie, good!!”

Your heart fluttered at their interaction as James turned to you with a stoic face. You could only make out a faint mouthing of ‘mine?’

Shaking off your nerves you did nod with a tight-lipped smile, and the pure grin that broke onto his face as he screamed with a child-like squeak, running ahead with his son balanced on his shoulders. You wanted to melt with bona fide ecstasy if it hadn’t been the fact that James doesn’t know where you live…like of course, you never lived in London until two months ago. It was the intense night you shared with James that connected you with this place. So clopping on your boots, you ran behind him, energy pumping in your nerves at the prospect of your blissed life.

Accio bonus!

“Mama!” You looked down from the kitchen counter as Harry paddled his way into the kitchen silently. It was his third birthday, about which both you and James had been equally excited because, firstly- it was obvious, and secondly- uh, it was obvious too.

“Yeah, little stag?” You cooed down at your little boy, who was rubbing his eyes sleepily, and the absence of James around him in the morning was so suspicious.

“I’m not s’posed to tell you this,” he mumbled sleepily as you held him in your arms, giving him a good morning kiss, “but Jamie told me that if I eat a lot of cake, I’d turn into a veggie!”

You wanted to laugh at your little boy but you simply glared at your finance, who had this shit eating grin as he peeped on from the bedroom door.

[beautiful-songbird]

Crunchy Dumplings

Pairing: Dad!Taehyung x Mom!OC

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 0.7k

Warnings: none

Summary: With a new baby in the house, Tae and Zelda's parents both come for a visit. However, troubles occur when Hyeon's dumplings are cooked differently than she's used to.

As everyone knew, having a newborn was quite exhausting.  Adding two toddlers to that mix made the job even more difficult.  Thankfully, this was why grandparents existed.  For the first time ever, Tae and Zelda’s parents were both in the condo.  This wasn’t a problem whatsoever with all the extra rooms they had upstairs, but it certainly had Zoro and Hyeon excited.

The trip started out fairly normal.  Everyone was happy to play with Zoro and Hyeon or watch Jiho for a little while if Zelda and Tae needed a nap.  In fact, this was probably the least stressful having any of the kids had been.  Having more people around certainly made the atmosphere more joyous.

One evening, their mothers had offered to cook dinner together.  Generally, this would be no easy task with the language barrier, considering Zelda’s mother spoke very broken Korean, and Tae’s mother’s English wasn’t much better, but making store-bought bagged dumplings together wouldn’t be too hard.  Zoro and Hyeon were their only help from inside the house considering Tae was watching golf with the two men, and Zelda was sound asleep with Jiho.  The only problem was that Zoro and Hyeon didn’t exactly know much about cooking.  At all.

“Where’s your steam basket?” Tae’s mom asked as she dug through the cabinets.

“Mama makes dumplings in a pan,” Zoro informed her.

“She doesn’t have a steam basket?” Zelda’s mom asked.

“No.”

She tsked. “That’s no good.  I’m going to have to get her one before we leave.”

“Mama make fry dumplin!” Hyeon added quietly from her chair at the kitchen table.  She was swinging her legs as she hugged her stuff elephant to her chest.

“We should go get a steam basket right now!” Tae’s mother insisted. “We can’t make these without one.  I swear they had one listed on their wedding registry.  What happened to it?”

Zoro blinked up at her.

“We should…shop?” Zelda’s mom asked in Korean, unsure if she was understanding what had been said.

“Shopping?” Zoro asked in English, seeming to understand that he was the only translator here.

“Is that what she said?”

“Yeah.  She said you should get a steam basket!” he chirped.

“That’s a great idea!  We have a bit of time before dinner needs to be ready.”

Zoro clapped his hands together. “We’re gonna steam dumplings?” he asked Tae’s mom.

“That’s right.  You should come with us as our little translator,” she told him.

“Hyeonie come too!” the toddler squeaked, jumping off her chair suddenly and waddling across the room.

And that was how the four of them ending up at the store right before dinner.  Once they’d found what they were looking for and headed home, the kids were happy to help make dinner as well.  Hyeon was very insistent that the dumplings make a star shape in the steamer, and once they were set as such, she wanted to be held up so that she could see their handiwork.  Then Zoro also wanted to see.

Dinner was finally served nearly an hour and a half after they’d originally entered the kitchen, and Hyeon was not happy with the texture.

“Why they chew?” she asked in distress.

“These ones are steamed, baby.  They’re not like the ones Mama makes,” Tae explained, patting her on the head.

She let out a long whine. “Are have to crunch….”

“Should we make you some crunchy ones?” he asked softly.

“Myea…” she pouted. “Have crunch.”

“All right, we’ll go make some crunchy ones,” he told her, scooping her up and carrying her out to the kitchen.

This seemed to restore her joy, because she grinned and began clapping. “Yeah!  Appa make crunch!”

Thankfully, pan frying dumplings wasn’t that big of a chore.  Hyeon had to be patient, but she had her crunchy dumplings in due time.  She was grinning from ear to ear by the time Tae set a plate with two cooled fried dumplings in front of her.

“Thank you,” she cooed quietly right before taking a huge bite out of one of the dumplings.

“Are those good?” Tae asked, hoping his work wouldn’t go to waste.

“Yeah.  Have crunch.”

“They’re crunchy?  That’s good, baby.”

She bounced up and down happily.  Once again, this day seemed to be going very well.

This is part of the Dad!BTS series that can be found here

A/N: I laughed like...the whole time I wrote this. Sorry for this mess

It would be greatly appreciated if you reblogged the story if you liked it!

Taglist: @jiminie-and-his-pinky-finger @jinnie-forthe-winnie @taehoneycheeks @fly-you-dam-fools @bangtansjonas @aianloveseven

[yenkat101]

Bsd Doppo Kunikida x reader Taking care of Toddler Kunikida

Kunikida is a toddler for the day and you take care of him. Fluff ☁️

General: fluff

Text type: Pine point

Warning: none

Master list

This image isn't mine credits go to the owner IMAGE

-Strangely your boyfriend Kunikida came back from a mission, as a Toddler

-Dazia and Atsushi explained what happened saying it would wear for by tomorrow morning

-You were also told that since you were Kunikida's S/O you should be the one talking care of him

-of course you had no problem wirh but jeez Dazai, you need to force him apawn me

-you took the little toddler in your arms

-he was so precious as a child, just little Kunikida looking around the room making baby noises

-You decided to show Kunikida around Yokohama

-When Kunikida's face lights up at every little thing and point it out eagerly it warmed your heart 😵

-You took him to many places

-You got him something sweet to much on

-Afterwards Kunikida pointed at the park with a huge goofy smile

- ^ of course you couldn't say no

-At the park Kunikida was having a blast

-his face with pure joy that light up your whole world

-You were following a little away to give him a sens of freedom

-Kunikida climbed many things such as rocks, pebbles, sand mountains, benches, even the playground and the log where is now

- Out of the blue, the bush moved frequently scaring the both of you

-Kunikida was really startled to the point he lost his balance

-Suddenly, Kunikida is falling of the log that he used as a tightrope into the bush full of thorns

-You panic as you were too late to react trying to find him

-Kunikida was face planted in brown liquid

-Kunikida was giving out little wines and hiccups while holding back tears only to burts in tears and whiles

-Kunikida was covered in mub almost top to bottom with a couple scratches from falling

-You were quick to his side to attend to him and wrapped him in a towel carrying him home

-after that you just wanted to go home

-When you guys got home to your shared apartment you started running a warm bath for Kunikida

-Hoping it was help with his current pain

-Kunikida was still upset about the whole event even after you've patched him up

-You decided to run a bubble bath with toys since it's been awhile since you've seen him smile

-he was really pleased

-Kunikida was moving his arms all over the place as he played with the bubbles and the toys with an playful smile across his face 😍

-After the bath, you helped him dry himself and put on some pj that Yosano bought for him

-Now Kunikida was now smiling, running, playing around the house like nothing happened, it was absolutely adorable 🥰

-You were so proud of yourself, that he'd enjoy that bathtime

-Soon enough the both of you are reading books in the living room while cuddling up with each other

-Kunikida had a baby like behavior, just sitting next to you just casually shoving a hand in his mouth

-when he was your lap while voicing the book out with alot of emotion he was unconsciously jumped up and down on your lap with his mouth open while clapping silently

-You were wondering when you should be taking him to bed since he has already eaten and it was late out

-You hear a yawn, you were so flustered and adored

-You were able to muster up "I think it's someone's bedtime~"

-he started snuggling deeper in your arm

-You didn't really have the energy to take him to bed so tucked the both of you in the living room with the blanket not roo far away

-afterwards you placed a peck on his forehead

-You watched him drift to sleep adorably for a while before closing your eyes

-The next morning you woke up by a wight on your body, to find a sleeping grown up Kunikida laying upawn your chest

-You got amit he was still adorable and precious

-You sigh letting him rest there just a little longer while you pull him closer to you.

End. Thank you for reading

I take request but i might not see it right away so I apologize ahead of time

[emotionallydrainedtrash]

Can I request a Joe Mazzello x reader oneshot where reader and their toddler daughter come surprise visit Joe on the set of Bohemian Rhapsody?

A/N It's about damn time that I get to this, it's been sitting in my inbox for I don't know how long. My sincerest apologies my darling, I live in shame. Hopefully, this makes up for the wait!

My Best Girls

Masterlist

Joe Mazzello x fem! Reader

Warnings: Fluffy as s h i t. Slightly suggestive content at the end.

Joe turned off his phone, wishing he could jump right through it.

The boys were just over halfway through filming and he missed you more than ever. He'd just gotten off of a Facetime call with you and your daughter Lila, who had learned how to say Bohemian Rhapsody just for her dad. Watching you slowly coach her through it made his heart heavy and he turned away to blink back tears.

Homesickness sucked and right now Joseph Mazzello was painfully homesick and wallowed in it for the next 30 minutes. Rami knocked on the door to his trailer to let him know he was needed on set. Joe nodded, unable to conceal the look of upset on his face. Rami was privy to his best mate's struggles and gave him a hug. He was also privy, however, to the surprise that would be awaiting him outside.

Joe squared his shoulders and walked onto the set of Freddie's house and faltered when he saw someone who looked a lot like his wife wearing what looked a lot like his polo shirt chatting to Gwilym. Suddenly a tiny child with springy red hair sprinted up to you and leapt into your arms and Joe realised that that was his child with his wife and his polo shirt.

"Baby?"

You turned your head and saw your beloved husband standing there in Deacy attire and complete and utter shock.

"Daddy!"

Lila launched herself out of your arms and into Joe's where he buried his face in her curls and you knew he was crying. You speed over to your family and stood on tip-toe to kiss your husband's head as he cradled your daughter tightly.

Joe put Lila down and kissed you hard. You drowned out the wolf-whistles, the cheers, and the "Oi get a room!" from Ben. The only thing on your mind was the fact that you were in your man's arms again and you could kiss him properly and not through a cheesy kiss via facetime. You pulled away and rested your forehead against his, Cheshire grins on both of your faces.

Your friends were screaming in joy and even your daughter was clapping in her Auntie Lucy's arms. Rami had a self-satisfied, ear-to-ear smile on his face. You watched the pieces shift and click into place in Joe's brain.

"You brought them out here didn't you?"

Rami shrugged and mischief laced his words as he spoke.

"No idea what you're talking about man."

Joe rolled his eyes, albeit gratefully, and kissed you once again. Picking Lila up, your little family of three hugged tighter than ever before.

"My best girls are back. My best girls are back."

He rolled off of you, both of you panting slightly, only to pull you close to him again.

On the way back to the hotel, Joe listened with rapt attention to Lila as she droned on in scrambled English about her new teddy bear and he looked up and was smiling so big you thought his face would split. That night, while Gwil and Ben babysat her, you and Joe had some much-needed time alone.

"God I missed you."

"I would never have guessed."

- Sarah💛

[sirthisisa-wendys]

... And Eat It Too: Rengoku Kyojuro x Fem!Reader

synopsis: (Rengoku 1 + 14); Rengoku returns home to you after a long mission.

wc: 918

tw: little *suggestive* at the end.

A Grand 300 Celebration Fic

“Umai!”

The telltale sounds of your child consuming breakfast carry through your kitchen, and you wonder if the word really even registers with the flame-haired child when he eats. You suppose it’s because he’s heard Kyojuro repeat it a thousand times as he eats sweet potatoes, but as you clean up the mess in the kitchen, the toddler repeats the word as he shovels a slice of cantaloupe in his mouth.

“Umai!”

When you hear the front door opening, your head shoots up to look in the general direction of the noise. A few seconds later, you hear, “It smells delicious in here!”

“Baba!” The toddler jumps down from his seat and scrambles around the corner, face still covered with food. You peer around the corner as well, hands wet from the dishwater, but you dry them on the towel on your shoulder.

“Akihiko!” Kyojuro grunts as he hoists the toddler up into the air, tossing him a few times before resting him on his hip. Akihiko laughs feverishly, hands clapping as you waddle over to them, holding your arms out for the Flame Hashira. He greets you with a chaste peck on the lips, then hugs you as close as possible. Feeling him in your arms again was enough to make you release tension you didn’t know you were holding in your neck and shoulders.

“How was it?” you wonder, and he shrugs, wincing a little.

“A broken rib, but nothing that can be fixed by some rest and relaxation, right, Akihiko?” Your son cackles, patting his father’s face with joy. “How are you, my love?” he asks, and you smile a little.

“Sick here and there, but I’m not dying.” Kyojuro sets your toddler down, who speeds away to continue eating - satisfied now that his father is home - and the elde Rengoku places his hands on your slightly swollen stomach.

“Anything amiss?” he wonders, squatting down so he’s face to face with your growing child.

“No, nothing out of the ordinary,” you affirm, and he places a tender kiss to the bump, murmuring to it:

“Too much trouble out of you and I might start thinking you’re a boy.”

“It is a boy,” you correct him, softly patting Kyojuro on the head.

“I say it’s a girl,” he retorts confidently, and you roll your eyes with a grin, the familiar banter welcome since he’s been gone for so long. “Besides, I don’t think you can handle three of us. You need a sidekick, too.” He places another kiss to your baby bump and then stands, taking your hand. You lead him to the kitchen, where he sits across from your son, who has started his chanting again.

“Are you hungry, Kyo?” You’re ready to make him anything he asks for, but when you look over at him, you see a familiar glint in his eye.

“I’m hungry for something you can’t bake,” he teases, and you press your lips together, feeling heat creep up your neck. “But I ate on the train ride here. Don’t worry, I’m full.”

_____________________________________________________________

“Time for bed.” Kyojuro carries a half-asleep Akihiko to his room, and you watch the two do their bedtime routine: check under the bed, check under the covers, check under the pillow, then tuck-in. Kyojuro always tells him a short story about the Nine Pillars defeating some unknown demon, and then tucks him in. You go in behind him and give your son a kiss on the forehead, retreating back to the hallway after closing the door. Almost instantly - but not unexpectedly - Kyojuro’s hands roam over you, ghosting over your face, neck, shoulders, arms, everywhere.

“Kyo…” you whisper, and he pulls back, his gold eyes searching your face.

“I dreamed of your legs wrapped around my waist on the train ride home,” he whispers huskily, and you chuckle.

“How would that be possible?” you ask, looking down at the bump between the two of you.

“I… I suppose it wouldn’t be,” he smiles, one hand on the small of your back. “How are your ankles?” The swollen joints groan in discomfort everywhere you go, but you never complain about it out loud. Why would you? It’s better than being a Hashira and facing death every day, right?

“They’re--”

“Can you walk? I’d be happy to carry you to bed,” The Flame Hashira smiles toothily, and you giggle.

“Go ahead; show us your strength, Flame Pillar.” And he does just that, carrying you without complaint to your shared room where he lays you in the bed on top of the blankets messily tossed about.

“I’m feeling a little hungry now…” Kyojuro mentions, leaning over you and pressing his lips against yours. You take his face in your hands and kiss him back, your heart swelling in your chest. “But I’ll wait for a little while. I want to hear what you two were up to while I was away.”

“Your son picked up your little habit while you were gone,” you begin as he undoes his uniform.

“I heard,” he replies, raising a brow at you and grinning. “Like father, like son, I suppose.”

You laugh a little, then look down at your belly when Kyojuro lays a hand on it. “Is she asleep?”

“Sound asleep,” you reply, and he rolls his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Would you mind if I went ahead and got my dessert?” You don’t have to say anything, just nod, and his hands snake under your nightgown, finding his prize almost immediately.

[yukimoji]

Oooh your requests are open, I'm so excited! Could I ask for a Tanjiro x Reader in a modern AU setting (Kimetsu Academy, perhaps?) where Reader visits Tanjiro (who's crushing on her) at his bakery and he sees her playing with his siblings? It just warms his heart up and they're all like 'You should marry our brother!' and ahhh just fluff galore! Headcanons, scenario, short fic, anything is fine with me, whatever's easiest for you! Thank you so much! ~Oblivion~

(a/n: hi again!!! thank you so much for requesting! this is such an adorable request, im literally so soft rn ya hear??? tanjiro is such best boy im 😔✊✊,, i hope you like this and have a great day!)

(this became longer than expected, are headcanons supposed to be this long??? per usual, there will typos and grammar errors! happy reading!)

Total words: 1770+ words

Genre: Fluff

No manga spoilers

Warnings: None

Will You Marry Our Brother? ( Kamado Siblings x Reader, Tanjiro Kamado x Reader) I Headcanons

During your time at Kimetsu Academy, you had the pleasure of meeting the owners of a nearby bakery, the Kamado family. You shared classes with the eldest son, Tanjiro Kamado. You became good friends with the boy, and eventually you met his younger sister, Nezuko Kamado. You adored his sister and the two of you instantly became close friends, because of her kind and caring nature.

Since Tanjiro was your classmate, you usually sat beside him. Each chance that he would get, his attention would be focused on you, chatting and asking about your day with an obvious flush in his face. Honestly, you thought it was kind of cute, seeing him all flustered up all around you. You sort of got a crush on him, not that he knew about it.

You would hang out with Nezuko in-between school breaks, eating Lunch with her as the two of you would have girl talks. She would always keep you company, and if ever you needed someone to lean on, you bet that she would always be there to support you.

You could say that you were more than shocked when you discovered that they had four more younger siblings. You didn't have the honor of meeting them properly, because of your busy schedule and just the overwhelming amount of academic pressure on your shoulders that hindered you from visiting their bakery. However, judging by the wonderful stories that Tanjiro would tell you in the middle of school breaks, they seemed like absolute sweethearts, and you were looking forward to meeting them.

However, you would later have the chance to meet them. It was a peculiar day, and the teachers weren't as harsh on you all like they would normally. Not only that, you craved for something sweet and warm. You just wanted to just bask in positive vibes, and you knew exactly where you wanted to go.

Your legs stopped in front of a small shop, and almost immediately, a wave of gentleness hits your body with so much comfort. You entered the bakery, a bell ringing as you begin to salivate at the sight of the delicious treats displayed on the counter. Nezuko takes notice of your presence, and turns around to welcome you with a big smile on her face.

When you finally picked out the goodies you desired from the shelf, you made your way to the cashier to pay for them. As you got near, you heard little strange noises coming from below the cash register. Confusion began to grow as you recognized the strange noises sounded like the sound effects from a popular mobile game. You became even more perplexed as Nezuko's expression hardened, and she instantly marched behind the cashier in slight annoyance.

A loud squeal of surprise erupted as the sound effects abruptly stopped. Then, suddenly, a young boy emerges from the cashier, a sheepish look evident in his face as he rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. The moment he notices your figure just standing awkwardly behind the cash register, he immediately turns red and mutters incoherent apologies as he would repeatedly bow profusely. You just give him a reassuring smile, and you said something about also liking the game he was playing.

You learned that this boy is Takeo, one of Tanjiro's younger siblings. As he continued to check out your treats, he couldn't help but find you so familiar.

Are you the girl in his brother's lockscreen photo?

After you paid for your orders, you introduced yourself to him, and his suspicions were confirmed. He couldn't help a mischievous smirk form on his lips, as he vividly recalls all the moments his brother would dreamily talk about a girl named [ Y / N ].

You asked him to play one round of the mobile game he played before with you. After seeing how the bakery was not really busy and getting Nezuko's approval, he accepted your offer. You bonded with him over the game, and the two of you had so much fun! You were pretty sure that you played more than one round with the young Kamado!

You were absolutely great at the game, much more so than him! You beat his high score, and he wouldn't admit it, but he swears he will beat your score one day. He could not wait to totally tease his brother about this.

Later on, you meet Hanako, Shigeru and the youngest, Rokuta. You were absolutely delighted to finally meet them. They were exactly how Tanjiro described them, they were all such big sweethearts!

Hanako and Shigeru almost immediately took a liking on you! They bombarded you with so much questions, asking you about your favorite color, animal, and all the little things you liked. The would listen to your answers eagerly, big smiles never fading from their expressions.

They would absolutely invite you to play a few games with them! They looked absolutely precious and you didn't have the heart to say "no". You played so much games with them during your stay, the most prominent being "Tag" and "Hide 'n Seek".

After they become tired from running around so much, they settled on listening to your jokes and puns. You swear they have the most adorable laughter in the world!

Just seeing them being giggling and laughing so much melted your heart into a puddle of joy. These two were absolutely cute and adorable, and they radiated so much positive energy that just fill your entire being with warmth and love.

They think that you are absolutely beautiful and wonderful, just like how their brother described you to be!

And then, there's little Rokuta. At first, he was a little shy to approach you. His big eyes looked at you with so much curiosity, and when you told him your name, his face immediately transformed into one of recognition.

Oh! So you're the [ Y / N ] my big brother keeps babbling about!

You would dote on him so, so much! You couldn't stop the squeals from escaping your mouth as he would adorably babble and tell you about his day! His big eyes hold so much innocence and purity in them, and your mind went absolutely bonkers about how cute this little Kamado is!

When he deemed he trusted you enough, he would raise his little arms up, and his tiny hands would make some grabbing motions. Nezuko would chuckle at his actions and tell you that he wants you to pick him up. You stifled a scream of absolute delight, mustering all willpower not to cry from sheer happiness. A cute and cuddly toddler wanted you to pick him up? Don't mind if I do!

The moment Rokuta is in your arms, he immediately embraces you, his little arms just wrapped around your shoulders. Nezuko cheered you on, commenting about how Rokuta had now grew attached to you. He was nuzzling on your neck, feeling secured in your hold as you silently thanked the gods above for giving you this oppurtunity.

Unbeknownst to you, a pair of Crimson hues stared at you with so much adoration from over the counter.

Tanjiro watched how the whole thing unfold. From your little game matches with Takeo, to your giggling fits with Hanako and Shigeru, and to how you held Rokuta in your arms with so much tenderness. All of this left Tanjiro feeling so much warmth and affection in his chest, and he wanted to cry out from the sheer joy of how much you had gotten along with his siblings.

You were absolutely Wonderful. Exquisite. Magnificent. Beautiful. Stunning. Heavenly.

Just so drop-dead gorgeous.

He's in absolute euphoria.

The boy won't admit it, but he's imagining his future with you. Seeing you being so happy with his little siblings makes him wonder what a family with you would look like. Gosh, how much he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you.

He practically had hearts in his eyes as he kept staring at you like a lovesick puppy, not noticing that Takeo was leaning against the counter with a smug expression on his face.

"Gosh, Nii-san. I knew you had a crush on her, but I didn't know it was this bad."

Tanjiro snaps from his day dream, and he could feel so much blood rush to his face. He was so embarrassed, much more so that Takeo had caught him looking at you all this time! Takeo laughs at his brother's red face, and Tanjiro could only shriek out erratic noises to desperately request Takeo not to get too loud.

You heard a commotion from the counter, and you turned to see a completely red-faced Tanjiro waving his hands vigorously to a guffawing Takeo. You could only giggle at the sight in amusement, and when Tanjiro makes eye contact with you, his face gets even more redder.

In your arms, Rokuta shifts from your neck to look at his big brother. Noticing how the two of you gazed in each other's eyes, he claps his hands in delight and looks up to meet your [ E / C ] orbs.

"Ne, [ Y / N ]-san, will you marry my big brother?"

THE WHOLE BAKERY JUST EXPLODES IN HYSTERICS

Takeo laughs harder than he had before, grabbing at the edges of the counters to prevent himself from falling to the ground from the amount of amusement he was getting from the situation.

Hanako and Shigeru just burst out in full excitement, jumping and smiling at you, asking you repeatedly if you wanted to marry their big brother. They practically pleaded with you, their wide eyes constantly staring at you, in hopes that someday you might officially become their big sister.

Nezuko chokes in shock at her drink. She didn't expect Rokuta to say those words! She immediately goes to your side, and just repeatedly apologizes to you in behalf of Rokuta for putting you in such an awkward position. But, she cannot really lie, she would love for you to become her sister-in-law.

Tanjiro just looked at you in horror and fear. His face had hit the utmost redness it could possibly have attained, and he only wanted to crawl and hide at this very moment. He didn't want his crush on you to be revealed this way! He had special plans for that moment, but it didn't matter anymore, because you now know about his overwhelming feelings for you! Gosh, he felt so humiliated, and it didn't help that you were in such an awkward position just because of his attraction on you!

But then, he was caught off guard by your breathtaking smile. The next words sent Tanjiro's mind into a frenzy, desperately struggling with the urge to faint out of sheer bliss as the bakery exploded again into cheers of celebration.

"I would love to."

[arclundarchivist]

Home, Again.

(Spoilers from Campaign 2 Episode 141, it has been a lovely ride, and I will admit, this mostly going to be me getting a bit into my own personal fantasy, but I hope it is enjoyed.)

Caleb, a little grayer in his hair, stands on the beach staring out into the ocean, a wide smile on his face as he turns and sees several small forms racing about, clashing fake swords, delving into the water cautiously, or just doing what children are want to do. Veth's little "camp" had picked up steam, numerous children from across the breadth of Nicodranus coming to learn how to be, well, how to play at being adventurers. He'd managed to take a bit of time off from the academy, nervous still about the prospect but...he'd been drawn away for an excellent reason.

His family.

Nine years had passed since their battle in Cognouza. Nine years since they had become the unsung, though oft whispered. heroes of all of Exandria.

He'd seen them all from time to time across the years, coming together for birthdays and moments of joy and surprise, but now, was a time for true celebration.

He turns and spots Veth and Yeza, standing shoulder to shoulder nearby, watching the waves roll in, hunting perhaps like he was, for the behemoth that was the Nine Heroez to pull into port. On Veth's hip is a little girl, with a mane of curled, wild hair much like her father with a deeper skin tone like her mother: Molly.

Veth turns and looks up at him, "Do you seem anything?"

"Not yet, but they'll be here. I can't imagine they'd miss this for the world." Caleb responds, squeezing her shoulder before reaching down, letting the gently cooing Molly take his finger and squeeze.

He turns and looks back, spotting several other figures arrayed across the beach that he had reached out to in the planning of this event.

Shakaste is perched on a rock, telling a soothing story to an enraptured crowd of kids, which included Luc, and to his amusement Twiggy, who had arrived at the party seemingly out of the blue.

Running towards him, chased by her youngest adoptive siblings is Kiri. Veth invited her family to partake of Nicodranus and allow the kids a bit of fun during the summer months.

Kiri skids to a halt kicking up sand, standing almost to his chest now, several makeshift bandoleers and her collection of tinkered baubles resting on her chest and along her belt. She smiles up at him widely, chirping excitedly.

"Come on! Beau, Yasha! She's probably a good egg!" Kiri warbles, mimicking several voices she'd heard, tugging on his and Veth's hands.

Laughing, Veth passes Molly to her husband, and the pair allow Kiri to drag them all the way to the edge of the beach, where Beau and Yasha are approaching. They both look a bit older but more at peace, Yasha dressed in dark but less severe clothing, hints of Dynasty garb on the both of them. He also notices two figures walking a step behind them, looking a bit shy.

"I missed you!" Kiri crows, darting for the pair and hugging tight to their legs.

"Hey, Kiri," Beau says with a soft smile.

"Hello, Little Bird," Yasha says, giving Kiri a head scritch.

She coos cheerfully before darting back up onto her perch and scanning for signs of the others.

Beau looks at Caleb and wraps him in a tight hug, "Hey, Professor."

"Expositor," Caleb mutters, wrapping his arms around her and then doing the same to Yasha, who practically picks him up off his feet.

Beau kneels and hugs Veth, whispering, "Chaos Crew!"

"Almost." Veth states, "Hopefully, she'll be here soon."

Caleb looks past his dear friends and blinks in surprise as he spots Beauregard's Mother and younger brother TJ.

"Oh, uh, hello, thank you for coming." Caleb mutters, rubbing the back of his head, "I don't know if you remember me. I'm Caleb Widoghast."

Veth narrows her eyes slightly at Beau's mother: "Veth Brenatto."

"Clara, I do remember you," she remarks, nodding to them both briefly.

"Good, because I-" Veth begins only for Beau to place a hand on her shoulder.

"Down, Veth," Beau remarks, earning a chuckle from Yasha.

"Fine," she remarks, still giving Beau's mother a bit of a stink eye.

"Please, make yourself comfortable. There is some food and drink nearby, and blankets to spread out as you wish," Caleb states.

"Thank you," Clara says, turning to leave the four of them while TJ hangs back next to his sister, looking up at her uncertainly.

"Go have fun." Beau says, pointing to Luc and Kiri, "Those are the other kids I was telling you about, just don't get into too much trouble, okay?"

TJ gives her a shy grin, "No promises."

And then runs off, Caleb noticing the small sticks that he wears across his back.

"A chip off the old block, eh?" Caleb asks as Beau throws an arm around him.

"Not exactly, way more shy!" Beau states, looping her arm around Yasha's as Veth grabs his hand, "Four of the Nine, any words on the others?"

"Not yet, but they'll come," Caleb says.

"Good, I brought you all flowers from our garden." Yasha states, holding up a new book, filled to the brim with dried flowers, "You both look very good."

Veth smiles: "I'm with my family, and even more are on the way; I'm wonderful."

Caleb nods: "It will be good to see everyone again."

"Speaking of everyone," Beau states, unlooping her arms from her partner and friend, "Yo, Shakaste! I think it's past time you and I compared notes on some things."

Shakaste turns from his story to Luc and the other kids, the former getting dragged away by Kiri for a conversation with TJ, while Twiggy looks around him and her face widens in a deep grin.

"I mean, I agree, but I thought this was gonna be a day of fun, not work?" Shakaste remarks with a knowing smirk.

"I can do both," Beau says with a shrug of her shoulders as she walks towards them.

"I have notes too!" Twiggy cries, darting towards Beau and beginning to ramble, while Yasha turns and walks towards Yeza, the pair beginning a softer conversation as Yasha, ever so gently gives her hand out for Molly to play with.

Caleb and Veth end up sitting shoulder to shoulder on the beach, waiting and watching as their friends and number of children mill about them and are deep in conversation, when the sound of a firework going off draws all of their attention.

There is a collective jump amongst the party, the more martial figures immediately going on the defensive, with Yasha pushing Yeza behind her only for it to be quickly revealed to be Kiri once more, tearing away from Luc and TJ, now shouting.

"Jester! Jester! I missed you!"

Not a moment later, Twiggy is peeling off as well, with Veth, Caleb, Beau, and Yasha at a more sedentary step behind as approaching them arm in arm is Fjord and Jester, wide smiles on their face, Nugget loping ahead of them and teleport tackling Luc, who falls with a laugh as the dog begins licking his face.

Behind them, walking arm and arm is The Gentleman and Marion, followed by Orly and Vandren, and next to them, to Caleb's surprise, is Caliana.

"Kiri!" Jester cries out, sliding to her knees and wrapping the young Kenku in the tightest hug and spinning her about, revealing the swaddled bundle on her back which giggles in surprise at the momentum.

"And Twiggy!" Jester cries, drawing the gnome into a tight hug as well before ping-ponging to her friend with deep, tearful hugs and cheek kisses, going from Veth to Yasha, to Beau, and then to Caleb.

"Veth, so, about the Detective Agency...I'm sorry that I've been so busy...but." Jester began as she hugs her.

"Don't worry, Jessie, I'm glad you're here," Veth says, hugging her tightly.

"Yasha, my god, you look so beautiful! I missed you so much!" Jester cries, running her fingers through flower-filled hair.

"Thank you, Jester, I missed you too." Yasha states with a soft smile as she looks down over Jester's shoulder into the teal face of a small Tiefling toddler, the hint of a tusk coming in on the left-hand side, "And this little joy."

She tickles the bottom of his chin, eliciting a laugh, a smile widening on her face: "Hi, Charlie."

"Beau!" Jester cries, pulling her into a bone-cracking hug.

"Hey, Cutie." Beau returns, hugging her back and patting her cheek.

Jester giggles and then turns to hug Caleb, a soft but deep embrace, "You look very happy, Caleb."

Caleb whispers back, "I am happy. So very, very happy."

Fjord walks up next, looking down at Veth: "Veth."

Veth looks up at him with narrowed eyes, "Fjord."

They stare at each other for a moment before wrapping each other in a hug, "You look good, Fjord."

"I feel it." he returns, "And so do you."

Yasha and Fjord clap hands together with a smile while Beau comes in on the other side and punches him playfully on the shoulder.

"You know neither of those hurt as much as they used to." Fjord states with a grin.

"Good, where's Kingsley?" Yasha asks.

"Well wouldn't you know it...the tricky bastard went off and made himself into a pirate." Fjord said with a laugh, "I...I don't know if he'll be here."

Yasha looks down a bit crestfallen, "Oh."

"This does mean, though, that I need my old first mate back if she has an inkling to come to sea, just for a bit." Fjord said with a slight smile, looking to Beau.

Beau smiles and shares a look at Yasha, who shrugs but smiles softly. "Maybe, maybe."

"Nice to see you again, Caleb," Fjord says, pulling him into a hug.

"Nice to see you too, Fjord," Caleb says.

"Gangs almost all here; it's been quite a while, hasn't it," Fjord says.

"It has." Caleb agrees as he watches Jester place her son into the arms of her mother and then scoops up Kiri and twirls around with a laugh.

"Mighty fine to see all of you again, ain't that right, Miss," Orly says, nodding to each of them and nudging Caliana.

"OH! Yes, of course. Hello, again, Mr. Caleb, Beau, Yasha," Caliana states, with a nervous bow before looking at Veth and opening her mouth a bit awkwardly.

"It's Veth; good to see you again, Miss." Veth says with a smile, "How have you been?"

"Well, I..." Caliana begins, blushing slightly, only for Jester to spin by interrupting.

"We found her when we stopped her in Port Demali! Kingsley did actually, and then we caught up, and Fjord managed to convince her to join our crew, and she has been very helpful with the magic things at times like you were Caleb, and sometimes she scares the living daylights out of people that try and steal from us!"

Calianna blushes deeper, "I don't mean to."

"She's a good crewmate, and a good friend, speaking of which." Fjord says, turning to the older man beside him, "Vandren, this is my family, not everyone, but most."

Vandren gives them all a once over, "Eclectic group. Makes sense. Nice to meet you. Any drink to be found?"

"Yes, right over there," Caleb says, pointing towards a large picnic table.

"Right, Orly, let's get to it," Vandren says, clapping Fjord on the shoulder and heading over, followed by The Gentleman, who gives each of them a respectful nod, kissing his daughter on the cheek as he passes.

Marion smiles at them all, "I'm glad to see you all healthy and hale. You've all had quite the journey."

The assembled Nein shared a look, "That we have."

Jester smirks and then speaks up, "Speaking of which..."

She enters into a tirade of her and Fjord's most recent adventurer's interrupted at times by Fjord and a more tentative Caliana, while the others listen, sitting down as the sun hangs lower and lower in the sky, Veth's students heading for home, leaving the children adjoined to the party alone to chase each other, play fight, and ride about on Nugget. Charlie spends much of the time in his Mother or Father's lap, occasionally being passed to Yasha, who at one point ends up holding him and Molly in a moment of what Caleb could only describe as awed bliss, as their respective parents got drawn away by something.

A while later, Luc turns to trying to entertain them, showing off the few cantrips he'd learned to the other kids, including the assembled Shusters, and TJ. Kiri makes a game of picking at him after a bit.

As he begins talking about how strong he will be, Kiri walks up and pokes her beak directly into his ear.

"Kiri! Don't embarrass me in front of my apprentices!" he cries with a bit of a blush as Kiri made a joking kissing sound, gesturing to Molly and Charlie who stared at the pair in the muddled, joyful confusion that is Toddlerhood as they rest on their respective parent's laps.

"I don't think a little peck is all that embarrassing." a low voice states, drawing the assembled Nein's attention to a tall figure, his staff glowing a low pink, a wide smile on his face as Caduceus Clay approaches with several others in tow.

"Sorry, I'm late," Cad says, not even pausing as an elated Luc races for him and jumps into his arms, "I had a few friends to pick up."

Calliope waves, "I'm just his tagalong."

Behind her stands Nila and her son, Keg, quickly dashing out a cigarette and looking more than a little awkward, with Reani at her shoulder.

"Hello again," Nila states with a soft smile as the other curious youngsters readily approach her son.

"Long time no see, heard y'all did some really good work." Keg states with a smirk, sharing a look with Beau, walking over, and hugging Veth.

Reani darts over to Jester, wrapping her in a hug, then several of the others, cooing over the babies for a second before tackle-hugging Beau and then Caleb.

"Hey, Reani," Beau says, looking a little awkward but still happy to see her.

"Hey guys, also thank you, Caleb, for sending him my way."

"Him?" Caleb queries, a bit confused.

Clay walks up, hugging Fjord deeply, and then Jester and Yasha: "God, it's good to see you all again, but as I said, I had some friends to pick up."

And out of the shadows, melting into view with a soft yet nervous smile on his face, comes Essek Theylas.

"Hello everyone." he states, eliciting a few gasps and a tackle hug from Jester, "And let's just say Reani, and I have been working on...seeing all the colors and shades as it were."

He gives Beau a pointed nod.

Reani smiles, "He's a sweetheart."

Caleb gets to his feet, walking over to Essek with a cautious smile, "Welcome back to the Mighty Nein."

"Glad to be back...if just for a little while, it will be good, to..." he pauses, looking deeply into Caleb's eyes, "Take a bit more time with you."

As Jester lets him go, Essek slowly glides towards Caleb, and he feels their fingers intertwine, a soft smile growing on both their faces.

He turns and notices a few smirking faces amongst his friends, while the adjoining members are beginning to shuffle about and begin conversing, Reani and Twiggy hitting it off like an unending wildfire, while Keg mills about before choosing to sidle up to Caliana and begin asking her questions, Shakaste sits down next to Caduceus and begins to query him on how everything is going in his neck of the woods.

Fjord looks around at his family as several fires roar up around them. TJ, Kiri, Luc, the Schusters, and Asar are sitting around their own cooking marshmallows, watched by Clara, who has found herself the subject of affection for Nugget, his large head now splaying across her lap. Jester is sitting between Fjord and her Mother, Charlie asleep on her lap, head on her mother's shoulder, with her and Fjord holding hands. Beau is leaning against Yasha, next to Yeza, holding Molly while Veth sat between him and Caleb, with Esseek on his other side, their fingers just the faintest bit intertwined. A bit back from the fire, behind Fjord and Jester, Nila, Cad, and his sister are leaning forward, Cad's hand resting on Fjord's shoulder. Calianna sits next to Fjord, while Reani and Twiggy sit across the fire from Yasha and Beau. Vandren, The Gentleman, and Keg are deep in conversation at the nearby picnic table while Shakaste and Orly are seated between the Nein's fire and the kids, the former humming along as the latter plays some softer music.

"Gangs all here finally." Fjord remarks, "And on a beautiful night too."

"Well...almost all of them are here," Yasha states, somewhat sadly.

"No, everyone." a familiar voice states, as coming across the sands is Kingsley Tealeaf, with Marius in tow.

"Hi there, Angel, there was no way I was missing this party, especially since Joybuzzer reminded me every day about it," Kingsley states, kissing the top of Yasha's head as he walks by, doing the same to Jester and then clapping Fjord on the back and gently hugging Caliana as she scoots over.

"You too?" Essek asks with a knowing smile.

"So it would seem." Kingsley returns as Marius walks by, headed for Orly.

"Kill anyone yet?" Fjord calls out after him.

"No, Captain." Marius returns with a sheepish grin.

"Pity, good to see you still breathing, Lepual." Fjord states with a smirk.

"Likewise, Captain," Marius states, falling into a seat beside Orly.

Keg turns at the arrival of the newest figure and does a triple take before walking over and clunking to the ground next to Reani and staring at him.

"You...are making me extremely uncomfortable," Kingsley states with a smirk.

"Yeah...sorry, this is a little weird, honestly." as she turns to Beau, Veth, and Caleb, and mouthed, "Why didn't you warn me?!"

Beau blinks, "Sorry."

Kingsley chuckles, "Right, this is awkward, but I've got time to catch up with whatever that is and the rest of y'alls stories in a moment. Cause I need a fucking drink!"

He crows that with a laugh and a second later, he is mimicked by a surprised Kiri which is then picked up by Luc, who instead starts yelling: "Well, get a fucking drink then!"

He and Kiri begin to chant that back and forth turning it into a bit of a song, which Orly chuckles at and begins to play a bit of a jig, eliciting a few smirking laughs from the others, while Kingsley blanches a little bit.

"I feel like I'm a bad influence," Kingsley states as he stands up.

"Oh, we all are." Fjord agrees.

"Most of us." Cad amends with a smile.

Caleb chuckles, gripping Essek's hand a bit tighter as he smiles as well, listening to the chaos begin to pick up around him, as Kiri and Luc begin to dance around them, drawing others to join them as Orly begins to play in earnest, joined by Marius, as he draws a lute from his back. First Beau and Yasha, then Yeza and Veth holding Molly, then Fjord and Jester with their son between them, Marion and the Gentleman, Keg shrugs and begins tapping her foot while Twiggy begins dancing by herself, twirling in a flurry of spinning skirts, leaving Caliana, who is quickly offered a hand by Reani, taking it with a vibrant blush' Kingsley looks about before offering Cad a hand with a smirk, who shakes his head just looking about contently. Kingsley shrugs only for Calliope to vice grip his hand and twirls him away while Nila and her son are the last to stand up and dance, with TJ joining his older sister and her partner. Caleb shoots Essek a questioning look, who smiles and stands, resting his forehead against his silently, before in the moon and fire-light, missed by all but a cloaked green figure at the edge of the revelry their chins tip up towards each other into a soft, gentle kiss.

Caleb is glad to be home.

[beyondspaceandstars]

Ribbit

Relationship: Din Djarin x Reader Warnings: N/A, just fluff Summary: Grogu starts trying to get along with yours and Din’s toddler but their bonding over an innocent frog takes a turn thanks to the child’s appetite. A/N: Deepest apologies for this weak title lmao sometimes they come to me naturally and other times they’re forced. either way, i really like this fluffy tale

While Grogu has been around your child since birth, he seemed startled by how things appeared to change very suddenly with the little human.

Compared to Grogu’s growing speed, human babies were fast to do, well, everything. Crawling, walking, talking… One second the human was a drooling baby and the next it was stumbling around trying to grab at Grogu’s ears.

You were sitting in a field just next to the Crest as your daughter picked at the dirt and twigs when you noticed Grogu was looking at her with a curious glimmer in his eyes. He certainly had been around other children before but for some reason, your daughter was extra peculiar to him. Part of you thought he wanted to get along with her so badly while the other part of you thought he was scared of her.

Din was out doing his work, as you liked to passingly call it, and entrusted you to watch the two most special beings in the galaxy. (His words, not yours. Although you didn’t disagree.) He acted like it was such a big deal to leave you three but you assured him you all would be waiting for his return, eager and safe.

You glanced every now and then from the small green child to a book you had sprawled on your lap. Your daughter was absolutely oblivious to Grogu’s fascination which made it even more humorous to watch as he went to pick up a rock and placed it at her feet.

She didn’t look up and you were just about to call for her to pay attention when the child started making his infamous babbling noises. This certainly got your daughter’s attention. She turned from her dirt-playing duties, seeing the rock he had handed her.

Your daughter didn’t really seem as fascinated with it as Grogu had been proudly bringing it over to her. She turned back to her dirt pile. The wide-eyed child frowned and took the rock back. You had just returned to read your book when you heard a little ribbit coming from next to you. Looking down, you watched as a frog was making his way, his path headed straight for your children.

Your one child’s history with frogs was certainly an interesting one. The little guy seemed quite captivated with them and while he loved to just put everything in his mouth — a phase you couldn’t believe you witnessed both children go through at, like, the same time — you hoped frogs were simply not on that list anymore.

Alas, you were proven wrong.

When the frog made its way to your daughter, she looked at it with such extreme wonder. She giggled as it did its silly hop on the dirt. She was clapping it along on its journey when Grogu noticed her behavior change and came over to see what was going on. He tried to match her excitement, seemingly just pleased there was something they both could be interested in, but once his eyes landed on the delicious (Well, for him. It wasn’t your taste.) creature he reached out his tiny hands to pick it up. Before you could even shut your book, the frog was in his mouth, tiny legs jiggling about as if it was some comedic bit.

Your heart sank as you watched your daughter panic at the scene she had just witnessed. Tossing your book down, you frantically ran over and grabbed your screaming, terrified daughter. Bouncing her on your hip, you looked down at the green child who, thankfully, had yet to swallow the thing.

"Grogu," your teeth gritted, "spit it out right this second, mister."

He looked between your angry stance and the crying toddler on your hip. With a little sad coo, he opened his mouth and let the frog out. The amphibian sat there, dazed.

You sighed and placed your daughter back on the ground. Her crying was seizing as she saw the frog totally unharmed. You knelt down and cupped the frog with your hands, bringing it to her eye-level.

"He’s okay, love," you whispered, brushing back hair that was getting caught in the running tears. "See? Ready to hop along to his next adventure."

Your daughter sniffled and reached out to pet the frog, which the creature allowed.

Next, you turned to Grogu who was giving you the grumpiest frown. You brought the frog over to him, cautiously letting him inspect the little guy. When he went to pet him, copying your daughter’s movements, the frog let out a loud ribbit, making the child jump away in surprise.

"I think he’s scared," you explained. "You can’t go around scaring these little guys like that. It hurts them. Understood?"

Grogu looked up at you, cocking his head in wonder. He cooed in response and you didn’t know what the hell that meant. You just hoped that would be that but who could ever tell with this little dude. He kept you on your toes that was for sure but you wouldn’t trade him in for anything.

As he contemplated going back to pet the frog again, your daughter started babbling at your side. Thankfully, they were much happier squeals but what got her attention was a mystery to you. You pulled the frog back and followed her gaze until you spotted who was coming up on the field. Din was making his way to you three and, boy, did you have a story for him.

"Who is that, honey?" You asked your daughter who was still giggling with joy. She didn’t quite answer and instead kept pointing. Grogu eventually noticed and joined in the excitement setting off a chorus of happy children.

"Well, hello there, handsome stranger," you stood, releasing the frog in the process. You didn’t have to see his face to know he was rolling his eyes at your silly welcome.

Din went to respond but was cut off by his daughter charging at his legs. Wrapping her little arms around them, she looked up at him in absolute wonder. Grogu mimicked her behavior, equally pleased by their father’s arrival.

"What a welcome wagon we have here," he commented and knelt down to the children’s height. "Have you all been good for mom?"

"Well…" you sighed. Din glanced up. "One of these children tried to eat a frog. Can you guess which one?"

Din sighed and turned to the green child who was becoming a master at looking so innocent around his father. "Seriously?" Grogu didn’t answer.

"And you’ll never guess who witnessed the entire thing," you said, running your hands through your daughter’s tiny curls. This called for another muffled sigh from Din.

"I… How do we even deal with that?"

You chuckled, shaking your head. "I have no clue. There’s no parenting handbook for that one, I can assure you that. I just got him to spit it out and… I don’t know, she seemed to forget about it once you came around."

Din nodded, seemingly okay with the answer. He stood up to face you, picking up his daughter as he went. You mimicked him by cradling Grogu.

"Everything else was okay?" He asked.

You nodded. "Just missed you like crazy."

The child in your arms cooed in agreement, making you crack a little smile.

"I missed you too," he said and looked down at the toddler in his arms. He was thinking, you noticed as his gaze lingered on her, as if trying to remember her or pick out something new. "Maybe I should… do less of this."

"Huh?" You frowned.

"I could be here more," he explained. "I could give help more with these two. You do so much."

You shook your head, "Honey, we agreed. You have your job, I have mine. I think I’m doing okay minus the frog casualty we almost had and, well, then the terrorized child from said incident."

"You’re doing great," he responded and you could tell her meant it. His tone was full of heart and love. The butterflies within you fluttered. "I just want to make sure you’re still okay with it all."

"Love, I wouldn’t still be standing here if I had any issues with anything," you said, placing a quick kiss on his helmet which earned a pleasing sigh from him. "As long as I got these rascals and you’re coming home to me in one piece, what else could I ask for?"

Din let out a humorless laugh. "Maybe for that one to not consume everything that moves?"

You looked down at Grogu in your arms. He looked from Din to you, making a confused sigh. You giggled at his reaction.

You shrugged. "Every child has their quirks."

He turned, unfazed, and started making his way back to the ship. You followed, walking alongside.

"Yeah," Din chuckled. "Can’t wait to see what this ones will be." He nodded towards your daughter who was starting to play the most ungraceful drum solo on her father’s armor.

"I hope it’s something more sanitary," you said, gagging at the memory of that poor, slimy frog.

"Well," he began, "whatever it is, as long as it doesn’t interfere with any training-,"

"We are so not getting into that right now."

"Yes, dear."

[fortune-fool02]

Christmas Party

Dio Brando x female reader

Requested by: @ aishitaee

since it's almost christmas i'd like to request some modern au mudad fluff :D dio and his s/o are attending a christmas party at jonathan and erina's house for the holidays with baby giorno and dio is all cranky because he's just like "ew family party" lol. thank u !!

Modern AU/Mudad

Please enjoy. 

“I don’t want to go.” Dio said for the umpteenth time as [Name] knelt down, making sure that their son’s hat was secured but comfortable. Giorno loved wearing his ladybug hat, and it was warm enough to keep him from getting cold. Winter was a bit harsh on the Brando family and [Name] was not taking any chances.

“Dio, please.” She spoke, picking their son up and holding him close as she turned to her husband. “It isn’t often that we get to see Jonathan and Erina as they travel. Plus, I think it would do you and Giorno good to be with Jonathan and George. They are family after all.” [Name] was more than happy when they received the invitation in the mail a few days ago, inviting them to a Christmas get-together at the Joestar manor. It was a wonderful idea as it also gave Jonathan and Erina a chance to see their nephew again after so long. They would love how much he has grown. Dio, on the other hand, didn’t seem fond of the idea.

Dio was not one who enjoyed going to family events like gatherings or get-togethers and he made that very clear from the moment they got the invitation. This wasn’t anything new as, despite how he presented and expressed himself, Dio could be quite a child when he didn’t want to do something. Sometimes it was cute but other times, it could be annoying but [Name] endured through it. 

With no argument to counter [Name]’s response with, he gave a huff of defeat and folded his arms, a posture he often used when he knew he was defeated but he refused to admit it. She smiled at this and kissed his cheek before going off to continue getting Giorno ready. 

They had just enough time to get out of the car and lock it before Giorno was trying to rush over to the front door, happily shouting for his uncle and auntie. If Dio had not picked his son up, the small toddler would have slipped on the ice on the pavement, the boy could be distant-minded sometimes. [Name] smiled as she approached the house to see Jonathan and Erina already at the door, ready to welcome them in, the two sharing bright smiles and a welcoming warmth that made anyone feel like family.

Jonathan smiled brightly as he held Giorno, “Good Heavens! Look how big you’ve grown!” His nephew babbled happily and clapped as Jonathan lifted him high up but his secure hold ensured the boy was safe. Erina sat beside her husband, smiling at his antics and Giorno, the sight made a loving warmth bloom inside of [Name] to have been welcomed into such a loving, caring family. Even if Dio was a little colder than his brother, she still loved him with her heart and soul. 

Handing Giorno to Erina, Jonathan smiled at Dio, which the blonde noticed. 

“What?” Jonathan gave no response, still smiling as he stood up and approached, arms open for a hug. Dio immediately jumped from his seat and moved away, “No, I’m not hugging you, JoJo!” 

“Oh come on, Dio! It’s Christmas! The time for joy and love!” The darker haired man didn’t seem fazed by his brother’s actions and perused, determined to get a hug from him. The two ran all around the living room which earned laughs fro Giorno as he watched and clapped his hands, finding the entire thing amusing as did the two women.

In the end, Jonathan scooped Dio up into a hug and smiled as he did. “See? Isn’t this nice?” Dio thrashed about in the hug, a futile attempt to escape the hug. 

“Get off me! Erina! Get him off me!” Erina only chuckled at this before standing up with Giorno in her arms and wrapping one arm around Dio, also adding to the hug. “Ahhh! [Name]! Help me!” The blonde man shouted, still trying to wiggle his way out of the hug. His wife shared the silly smile the others did and joined in the hug. Dio only groaned softly and gave up with the struggles. 

“....I hate you all.”