#my sweet summer husband ☀️

[zarameraki]

♡₊˚☀️・₊✧ 𝗻𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗶'𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 & 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 ♡₊˚☀️・₊✧

: ̗̀➛ tropes: fem! reader 𖥔 he's obsessed to the max 𖥔 ceo x baker 𖥔 grumpy x sunshine 𖥔 she talks a lot x he listens a lot 𖥔 spoils the literal shit out of you 𖥔 mention of parental death 𖥔 major fluff 𖥔 sexual content in vague details 𖥔 alternate universe 𖥔 super soft nanami 𖥔 close proximity 𖥔 he loves kissing the fuck out of you

: ̗̀➛ words: 7.7k

: ̗̀➛ notes: you guys are so sweet for supporting my toji fanfic which is why i wanted to write another and this time its about my husband, the father of our children, the man who deserves every beautiful thing in this world. if you enjoy my work, please leave a comment, like, and reblog! thank you & ily. enjoy!

Nanami Kento entered your bakery at exactly six o' clock.  

You carefully observed the moments he dedicated to perusing the array of pastries, the vibrant mountain of macaroons, and the freshly baked, warm casse-croûte that you unfailingly prepared for him when he clocked out. There was a tender quality to his countenance, noticeable in the slight release of tension between his brows as the soft, buttery flakes dissolved on his tongue in your presence. Without fail, he consistently left a generous tip in your travel jar, dedicated to a solo trip to Malaysia.

"Did you know they've got this thing about not wearing yellow in Malaysia?" you mentioned during your initial meeting, eyeing the distinctive black-dotted tie worn by the stoic salaryman. "Well, not that your tie would get you in trouble; it's not entirely yellow. In fact, I think it's perfect as it is, just like your hair, which also has a touch of yellow.” 

Please cut your tongue off. 

Anticipating a polite nod and perhaps a slightly regretful five-dollar tip left in the jar, you were taken aback when he queried, “Why is that?” 

“Oh, uh . . . a bunch of protesters wore the color during a demand for their prime minister to step down," you stumbled, feeling a twinge of embarrassment for veering off into an unintentional crash course. Dropping trivia about Malaysia wasn't exactly the same as flirting. "So, it's kind of become a symbolism for protest and, well, threat. I read it in a book once. I don't know if it's a legitimate law, though."

“Do you like reading?” he asked, still interested in conversing with you. “Most people would Google information.” 

“I like reading. It’s easier to retain information that way.” 

Nanami acknowledged your gesture with a nod of gratitude as he accepted the casse-croûte and exited your bakery. Anticipating that he might not return due to his reserved nature and your awkward attempts at compliment-flirting, you were surprised to find that he was, in fact, full of surprises.

Nanami became a regular visitor. Day after day, for the past year, he arrived at precisely six o' clock. He continued his routine, whether he purchased a box of pastries, a pair of bagged bread loaves, or simply a casse-croûte and a small cup of milk coffee. You always prepared his order five minutes ahead of time, just in case you were occupied with other customers.

"Enjoy!" you chirped, casting a warm smile at the customer you just served as the bakery slowly emptied, leaving only Nanami browsing the delightful array of small cakes. "Good evening, Mr. Nanami!"

Nanami raised his head in your direction. "Good evening." He finally settled on the black forest cake from the open freezer and brought it to the counter.

"Special occasion?" you inquired as you rang him out, sneakily not charging him for the casse-croûte and coffee. There was a special occasion of your own that you were eager to share, hanging from the tip of your tongue.

"An intern's birthday."

"Sounds fun!" You had been saving up for your birthday present since summer, and Nanami had played a significant role. "When's your birthday?"

"July third."

Your eyes widened with surprise. "No way! Mine is July sixth. We’re summer babies."

“Happy belated birthday,” he said, fishing for his wallet, gaze barely meeting yours. 

"Same to you." Offering the sandwich and coffee, you extended them towards him. "Consider it a belated birthday treat."

Nanami’s brows crinkled. “I cannot accept.” 

"Why not? It's a gift." You slid the items closer with a subtle nudge, leaving him little room to refuse. "And you've given me a priceless gift, Mr. Nanami." Your eyes hinted at the tip jar's location, which now lay empty. 

“Were you robbed?” he asked, concern evident in his voice. 

“What—? No! Oh my god. You’re so funny.” A chuckle escaped behind your fist, and he observed you momentarily before glancing away. "I'm heading to Malaysia next week!"

Nanami gave a subtle nod. Although his lack of a more animated response disappointed you, you understood that shortness was his nature. "Congratulations.”

"Thank you, Mr. Nanami. Your generous tips really made a difference. They covered half of our trip.”

“Our? It’s not a solo trip?”  

You let out a little nervous laugh. Should you really be telling Nanami about your crippling love life? Would he even be interested? Well, he seemed to listen carefully when you talk. Maybe he wouldn’t care, but you really needed someone to talk to about this. Unfortunately, all your friends were too busy with their marriages to care.

“Well?” Nanami prompted. 

"Right, sorry. It's just—I've actually been seeing someone. Funny enough, we met in a Facebook group for solo travelers. He lives in a nearby town.”

Unexpectedly, Nanami's first question caught you off guard. "Can you trust him?" His concern surfaced, causing you to pause. "I'm only asking because you met this man online. You can't trust strangers on the internet."

"Thank you, Mr. Nanami, but I’m capable enough to know about stranger danger," you said with a funny smile, dismissing his parental concern. "Besides, we’ve gone on a few dates over the past month."

Nanami's frown remained intact. "Correct me if I’m wrong, but are you paying for him, too?"

"Yes."

“Why?” Nanami asked, firmly placing his palms on the counter, making it clear he wasn't leaving until he was convinced you wouldn't get in trouble during your Malaysian adventure.

"What do you mean 'why'?"

His mouth opened but then closed into a thin line, his forehead lines deepening. "It’s not my place to tell you what’s right and what isn’t—"

"Yes, you’re right about that," you interrupted.

"—but this is bordering on recklessness. You cannot use your trip’s money to pay for a man you’ve known for a mere month. Why is he even in the traveler’s group if he cannot afford to pay for himself?"

"Mr. Nan—"

"You are being scammed." 

Your teeth clenched together. You rarely got impatient. Years in the hospitality industry and dealing with misogynistic tenants didn't break you. Even setting up your bakery and almost draining your savings didn't dim your optimism. 

But getting scolded by someone who barely spoke more than five sentences to you in a whole year of being a regular? That's pushing it.

He didn't know you or Toji, the guy you're seeing. He didn’t understand how much you appreciated him accompanying you. So what if you covered his share of the trip expenses? Toji promised to pay you back, and he's been paying the bills for your dates. They might not be fancy, but it's the gesture that matters.

Sure, Nanami chipped in some money, and you're thankful for that. But he has no right to question you. Other people also contributed to your travel fund; it's not like he single-handedly financed the whole trip. You appreciated his support, but he was not in a position to lecture you.

With a sigh, you managed to contain your frustration and said, "Have a great rest of your night, Mr. Nanami.”

Nanami's frustration was palpable as he stood firm, his gaze piercing through the windows of your soul. “I suggest you take my advice into serious consideration. It would greatly upset me if you had the chance to visit one of your favorite countries taken from you.” 

You didn't bother watching him go. Instead, your discovery awaited you at the counter—the money for the coffee and casse-croûte lay there, accompanied by a crumpled yellow note that had slipped to the floor. Moving around the counter, you picked it up and smoothed out its wrinkles.

What greeted you was your own name scrawled across the sticky note, repeated around fifty times, the letters overlapping in a chaotic dance. Some were hastily scratched out, while others were executed with perfect cursive precision. You didn’t know what to make of it.

During your confusion, a new customer walked in. Quickly, you pocketed the note, focused on carrying on with your day despite the lingering frustration that Nanami's cryptic message had left in its wake.

Toji never showed up.

You waited for him for two agonizing hours, extending the torture even more after your flight had taken off. It dawned on you that he likely didn't bother getting a ticket. He probably pocketed the money you sent him and vanished into thin air. Every attempt to reach him failed miserably—your calls were forwarded, and the fifth one hammered the heartbreaking truth that he had blocked your number. To compound your misery, you sent him a string of text messages that refused to deliver your pain. You didn't even know where he lived, as your encounters were always in the obscure locations of your budgeted dates.

The thought of reporting him to the police crossed your mind, accusing him of theft, but the lack of photographic evidence left you helpless. To make matters worse, he hated taking pictures, and you were uncertain if the name he provided was even real. All that remained was a flicker of hope that you might cross paths with the bastard and unleash your pent-up rage with a hard kick to his dick. 

With a heavy heart, you gathered your strength, brushed away the tears until not a single trace remained on your lashes, and lugged your suitcase and carry-on outside the airport, hoping to hail a cab.

The idea of facing the upcoming days at work felt agonizing, goading you to spend them in the isolation of your shabby apartment. You were engrossed in a depressing routine—microwaved dinners, aimless hours on the couch, and a marathon of old cable TV shows.

As hunger struck again, you contemplated your options. Baking seemed like a possibility, but motivation had abandoned you. Pasta could be an option, but the lack of noodles and tomato sauce made it impractical. So, you settled for the one thing that required no ingredients: crying.

At least that was free. 

Despite the inner turmoil, you mustered the strength to shoulder your overcoat, sporting your fleece pajamas printed with candy canes and well-worn second-hand boots. 

The short walk to the corner store felt longer than usual, the biting cold making you clutch your threadbare coat tighter. Your teeth chattered in protest as you entered, and the rush of warm air was a momentary relief against the chill. Fingers numb, you mindlessly reached for familiar comfort snacks—chips, chocolate milk, anything to dull the ache.

A hand much larger than yours beat you to the last packet of croissants.

“Ah, sorry.” You let it go. “All yours—” You choked as you looked up, and up, at Nanami staring at you wide-eyed, his hazel eyes flickering at a rapid speed as if he were hallucinating your presence. Your face flushed with embarrassment, and the weight of the past five days crammed upon you—his uncanny prediction, your own naivety, and the sting of being swindled. “Mr. Nanami . . . ”

“Aren’t you supposed to be in—”

“Good night.”

With a dismissive shake of your head, you left the basket on the counter, mumbled a quick apology, and retreated back into the biting cold. 

You’ve faced tons of humiliating moments—slipping in front of customers, your purse strap getting snagged in a door and dragging you back, and that one unforgettable instance when a little boy labeled your eyebrows as caterpillars in front of a line of onlookers. Yet, none of those incidents could hold a candle to the awkwardness of bumping into the very man who had warned you about the ill-fated choice of paying for a stranger's trip—stranger now—when it was supposed to be your trip. 

You felt a firm grip on your wrist, making your restless pacing suddenly stop.

Startled, you turned around to find a pair of expressionless hazel eyes and a slightly out-of-breath figure. Now is not the time to ogle Mr. Nanami’s broad shoulders, you idiot!

Releasing your wrist, he handed over a white, plastic bag. With a raised eyebrow, you peered inside to inspect its contents. It held everything from your shopping basket, including the last packet of croissants. Even more unexpected, he had paid for it all. 

“I’ll pay you back tomorrow,” you assured, your eyes already scanning for the nearest ATM, just in case you forgot. "But for now." You pulled out the packaged croissants and extended them toward him. Your body was shaking, not because of November but because of how you were scammed after being forewarned by Nanami. “Please. Take it.” 

He took your small hand in both of his, the warmth immediately melting the tension in your body. “So cold.” 

A soft giggle escaped you at the obvious observation, and you placed your free hand on top of his. "So warm." Sniffling, tears welled up in your eyes. "You know what else is warm? The sun. And it's yellow. It's so yellow."

“Factually speaking, it is white.” 

You wiped an arm across your nose. “What?” 

“The sun. It’s white. It’s only yellow in children's books.” 

You weren't about to argue with the guy who vindicated your slip-ups. Still, given the circumstances, you wished he'd soften the bluntness and let you bask in the illusion that the sun was a simple shade of yellow.

"I've always loved the color yellow," you mumbled. "Maybe getting scammed was a blessing. I'd probably get fined for wearing yellow otherwise. I couldn't afford to mess up on my trip. Besides, it all depends on the shade, right? Imagine how many fines I'd rack up just testing which shade of yellow suits me—"

Nanami tugged you close, capturing your lips with his.

A sharp intake of breath filled your lungs, eyes widening in surprise. Instinctively, your hands pushed him away, fingers grazing your tingling lips.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “Fuck. I’m so sorry.” 

“No, it’s okay. Don’t—Don’t worry. About it.” You tucked your lips in and tasted chocolate and mint—two of your favorite combinations. Nanami always seemed like the kind of man who would hate both flavors independently and dependently. “You’re okay. I mean—You’re okay in general. You’re not okay with kissing. You’re probably great, I’m sure.” Your tongue traced the curve of your lower lip, and Nanami’s eyes followed the motion. “Oh, God. I’m so sorry.” 

You walked up to him, grabbed the lapels of his coat, and tugged him down a notch, your lips colliding with his. 

Nanami's touch was calculated, his hand sailing onto your cheek, feeding warmth to your cold ear before vanishing into the labyrinth of your hair. Simultaneously, the other serpentined to the small of your back, his magnetic energy drawing you snugly against his chest. His warm tongue delicately swept across your lower lip, an unspoken cue that encouraged you to part your lips in response.

Nanami deepened the kiss, your tongues stroking against one another feverishly as if it were your last kiss. Who knows? Maybe it could’ve been. But the way he kissed with such desperation, releasing soft moans, not allowing you a moment to catch your breath, made you think that maybe this was just the start.

And you kissed him back just as needy.

If your hands slightly released their hold on his lapels, you'd gently cup the sides of his neck, rising on your tiptoes. And if your calves protested, you'd draw him down, wrapping your arms around his neck, your fingers entwining in his pale, golden locks. The taste of mint chocolate lingered on your lips, and a smile curved on your mouth as he stole a quick peck, pulling back just to gaze into your eyes for a moment before kissing you again.

You’re not sure how long you two stood and kissed there. Nanami was the one who always took the lead, savoring the taste of your pink, tender tongue, kissing your chilly cheeks and dewy eyes. The desire for each other made it hard to break away, yet the need for a breath of air was undeniable.

Finally, you decided to be the one to step back, signalling the end of your first kiss with him.

Your bottom lip tingled as you pulled it in, jaw aching from the infectious smile that had taken over your face. You couldn't help stealing glances at the tall man before you, who returned your gaze with a soft, almost imperceptible grin. Yet, in his eyes, under the gentle glow of the streetlight, you could see the excitement and joy of kissing you, twinkling brightly.

“I'm gonna—”

“I should—”

Both of you sighed; you with a soft chuckle, and him with a discreet throat-clearing.

“I've already missed quite a few workdays,” you said. “Gotta earn that dough if I want to make next month’s rent.” Nanami didn’t quite catch your bakery pun, but he nodded in agreement.

“Right,” you murmured, subtly veering to the side, putting on a little show as you started to walk away. You admitted it—you were a hopeless romantic. You secretly hoped for him to steal a kiss on your cheek and watch until you safely disappeared around the corner. “I’m off now.”

“Goodnight,” Nanami replied, subtly licking his lips for the sixteenth time. Yes, you were keeping count. 

“Night-night.” 

Nanami strolled down his end of the sidewalk. You followed suit, turning down your street. 

Luck had only sometimes been on your side when it came to men and their romantic gestures. Oh well. At least you experienced a passionate kiss from one of your favorite customers. Asking for more seemed a bit too much—

A hand gently pressed against your back, and as you turned, it gracefully curved around your waist, drawing you in. Nanami caught your gasp and kissed you with an urgency that doubled, holding onto you as if his life depended on it, lifting you off your toes. Three sweet pecks later, he released you, both of your faces flushed.

"Get home safely," he whispered, walking away without a second glance.

That night, you couldn't help but giggle into your mascara-stained pillow.

The morning after, you were a whirlwind of joy and light, twirling through the bakery with trays of freshly baked pastries, replenishing boxes and take-out essentials. You greeted customers with an extra dose of sweetness, and to top it off, you even handed out a tray of delectable chocolate jam cookies. And you wore a yellow bow in your hair. 

The oven beeped as the casse-croûtes finished baking, signaling their readiness for Nanami's arrival in just five minutes. You took special care in preparing his milk coffee, indulging in a quiet chuckle at your undeniable favoritism. Though the neighborhood bakery wasn't bustling with a large customer base, your attention was solely dedicated to him—your only regular as everyone else buzzed in the distant city an hour away.

With his coffee prepared and two casse-croûtes packed, you added a chocolate-mint cookie to the bag. Then, you decided to rearrange the shelves of gift baskets to pass the time. 

Setting up the ladder, you ascended the shaky steps until you were eye to eye with the fifth shelf. Heights were never your forte, which, in hindsight, was another reason why flying to Malaysia was out of the question. The more you thought about being scammed, the more your heart wrenched from your lost trip. You’d again brought out your tip jar and prayed the odds were in your favor. Hell, maybe you’d ask Nanami to join you if you decided to take your relationship to the next level. 

As you secured the bow on the basket, your gaze landed on the clock—6:30 p.m., and Nanami was a no-show. 

Anxiety surged through you in an instant.

Did he leave you hanging? Maybe that kiss was a turnoff, and he chose to disappear rather than be upfront about finding you too overwhelming. Did your breath smell bad? Were you a terrible kisser? Or, worse, did something happen to him?

A torrent of worries flooded your mind, breaking through like a burst dam. Each imagined scenario seemed more nightmarish than the last, causing your head to spin. Recent events, like Toji's betrayal, fueled this self-doubt, made you question your intuition. While Nanami was clearly wealthy, consistently tipping a twenty each day, you found yourself questioning whether he had plans to use you for something else. As if that weren't enough, doubts crept in about your appearance and your optimistic, extroverted personality.

It started to make sense, didn't it? Nanami led a tranquil life, sticking to a routine of work and home, while you were a whirlwind of spontaneity—constantly buzzing with new ideas and discussions, unable to sit still or resist laughter at the silliest jokes. Everything seemed to fascinate you, yet nothing appeared to faze him. How could you have been so naive to entertain the thought—

“Good evening.” 

“Ah!” you yelped at the sudden baritone intruding into your thoughts. Your foot, betrayed by the unexpected intrusion, lost its balance on the step. Your arms flailed in a desperate attempt to find stability as you teetered backward, the impending hazard of a severe concussion and potential spinal cord injury looming.

But just as you were prepared to shake hands with God, Nanami's powerful arms swooped in at the last possible moment. With a secure hold, he cradled you in a bridal style, and you clung to him like a shaking puppy, arms looped around his neck.

"Are you okay?" he asked, his breath slightly labored.

You gingerly peeled one eye open to peek at him. His expression was one of calm disorientation; eyebrows knit together while his lips maintained a straight, tight line.

"Yes," you whispered, soothed by his timely intervention.

Nanami steadied you back onto your feet but maintained a firm grip on your elbows. “Look at me.” As you did, he inspected each eye closely while keeping his hand steady on your left cheek. He checked below your jaw, down to your dusty palms, which he cleaned with his silk handkerchief. He also patted down your tousled hair. "Are you sure you're okay?"

“Mm-hmm.” You could cry from how gentle he was with you. “A-Are you okay?” 

“I am now.” He took a composed breath and effortlessly retrieved his suitcase from the floor, brushing off invisible dust. “I apologize for being late. My . . . car broke down.” 

"What? Oh my god! Do you need me to give you my mechanic's number? I promise he's not as bad as the Google reviews say. He's actually quite a sweet man. And he gives me a friends and family discount because my father was close with him." You beamed, and Nanami squinted his eyes as if the brightness of your smile momentarily blinded him, but he tried his best to reciprocate.

“Do your parents live here?” 

You shook your head. “They passed away a while ago.” 

“I apologize.” 

"Don't be." You quickly switched subjects by fluttering towards the counter to pick up his items. “Tell me how your coffee tastes.” You turned around, adding, “I switched to a new brand of milk—”

Nanami pressed his lips against yours, momentarily freezing you. His seamless transition afterward could have fooled an onlooker into thinking you'd been married for years. "Thank you.” He took a sip and nodded thoughtfully. “It’s great. Everything you make is great.” 

“Thanks,” you mumbled, sudden shyness enveloping you. From the kiss? The compliment? Him? You didn’t know at all. “Do you still need me to give you the mechanic’s number?” 

“It’s all right. I had it fixed. Minor battery issue, that’s all.” 

“Ah, okay. See, that’s why I prefer to walk.” 

Nanami glanced elsewhere, nodding. “Then, would you like to walk with me after you’ve closed?” 

“Oh.” A subtle flicker of surprise crossed your features. Nonchalantly, you brushed a strand of hair behind your ear before smiling warmly. “Of course, yes. I’d love to go on a walk with you. Where are we going? There are lots of cafés in a nearby shopping district. I know all the best places to take you to.” A grave thought struck you just then. “Oh, actually. Hmm.” 

Curious, he tilted his head down, meeting your worried gaze. "What is it?"

"Well," you began, your thoughts taking a cautious turn, "you probably have a set time to be home unless you live nearby. In that case, we could spend the entire evening strolling around. Only if you're interested, of course."

Nanami’s lips twitched. “I live nearby.” 

“Where?” You weren’t ashamed to have been so upfront. It was more of a precautionary measure. 

And he didn't seem bothered, quickly revealing the familiar neighborhood you instantly recognized. It was a fifteen-minute walk from your own place.

"May I step out momentarily to make a call?" Nanami asked, pulling out his phone. It was the latest model you noticed—one that came out last week and mocked your own that was five versions older. “It will be quick.” 

“By all means.” You had to fix your hair and make-up anyway. 

Nanami nodded and exited the shop, leaving you to flee behind the counter. As you crouched down to check yourself in the small mirror tucked away in the lower drawer, you couldn't help but feel a warmth on your face from the unexpected collapse, the sweet, brief kiss, and his impeccable navy blue suit decorated with yellow cufflinks. Maybe a café was too casual for him; a restaurant might have been a more suitable choice. An expensive choice. However, you were adamant about not letting Nanami cover the entire cost.

Upon his return, five minutes later, you both settled at one of the three round tables in your bakery (he even pulled out your chair for you). Sipping on your coffees and enjoying the casse-croûtes and chocolate pastries, the conversation seemed somewhat one-sided. Yet, Nanami's aloof demeanor never made you feel inferior for dominating the dialogue. He listened to every word and vowel with his undivided attention, nodding alongside and adding in short sentences when he could relate to your childhood shenanigans. 

"Wait," he interrupted, causing you to halt in your tracks. The sun cast a warm glow on his face, making his eyes narrow into slits, but God did he look handsome. He extended his hand and brushed a thumb near your lips, discovering a small chocolate smudge. Swiftly, he licked it clean and tidied up the area around your lips with a napkin. "Beautiful."

“What?” 

Nanami was a deer in headlights. He sunk his head, beating himself up from murmuring his thoughts aloud—at least, that’s what you concluded. "You look beautiful," he declared with more assurance, his gaze on your face. "You are beautiful, Y/N."

Oh, my. 

Your heart was going to claw itself out of your chest. You could cook an egg on your face from how heated it had gotten. In fact, you were burning hotter than the sun, which continuously made him squint and blink. “Thank you.” 

He nodded twice, finishing the remnants of his coffee. Rising, he disposed of the cups and wrappers in the garbage bin, then extended a hand to help you stand. "I'll wait outside while you close up."

At a lightning pace, you ensured that everything in the bakery was safely unplugged and shut off. Grabbing your purse, you gave yourself a quick once-over in the mirror, adjusting your face and hair. Stepping outside, you meticulously locked the door and gates.

Without a word, Nanami entwined his fingers with yours, causing you to smile like an idiot at him. He maintained a straight, vigilant gaze, seemingly unresponsive as you wrapped yourself around his arm. A subtle smirk tugged at your lips when you felt his muscles flex.

You walked for hours, café-hopping and trying pastries, baked goods, and sweet drinks. Every time Nanami attempted to cover the expenses with his cash, you scolded him, insisting that since you had suggested the place, you should be the one to pay. It was a rule you had read about online, and all your friends stuck to it religiously. The thought of Nanami spending his hard-earned money on your interests made you feel incredibly guilty.

As a matter of fact, you were feeling guilty about tons of things. He told you he worked at an investment firm, which meant it was a nine-to-five, likely sporting a migraine he kept hidden, and now he was being dragged around the shopping district by you, forced to listen to you because he was a man who didn’t complain, wouldn’t complain, and long, story short, you wanted to die. 

“Kento,” you muttered, removing your hand from his, goosebumps rippling on your skin. 

“Yes, darling?” 

Your chest felt like it was being clenched in a fist. “I'm . . . I’m sorry.” 

“For what?” 

“For making you do all this. For making you pay for everything. For dragging you around when you're probably on the verge of exhaustion." Avoiding his gaze, you fixed your eyes on the concrete beneath you. “I know I can be too much sometimes—well, all the time.” A self-deprecating chuckle escaped your lips. "Exes in my past relationships have made it clear. I get overly excited easily, crave attention like one needs oxygen, trust people too easily to the point of getting scammed, and, well, I don't bring anything particularly special to the table. I'm sorry, Kento. Maybe it's best if we just stay friends?”

Nanami’s soft fingers lifted your chin up. Your words absolutely shattered his face, leaving you to feel worse than before. His lips were parted into a frown, his brows were scrunched up, brown irises flickering like he couldn’t believe you said that. This was the most reaction he had given you in the year that you’ve known him. 

“No,” he said. 

You blinked the tears gathered at your waterline. “No?” 

“No.” Nanami took a calming breath, closing his eyes. His forehead gently pressed against yours. “Please, let me be selfish for this once. For you. I can’t let you go—I won’t let you go."

"Kento—"

"I want to do this, Y/N. I want to pay for everything. I want you to drag me around because I’ll never be too tired for you.” Nanami drew back and cradled your sobbing face in his large hands. “I know I fail to show it, darling, but I love your excitement. I love paying attention to every detail of you because you’ve become my oxygen source. You’re a good, kindhearted woman, and anyone would be lucky to be seen by you. And you don’t have to bring anything to the table because there isn’t one dividing us, keeping us lengths apart.” His lips brushed your forehead, imprinting his words into your mind. "I want us to be more than just friends. I want us to be best friends. Lovers. In this life and the ones that follow."

You could explode. 

Your arms instinctively wrapped around his neck, seeking support as if the ground beneath you was about to crumble. Yet, you knew he would catch you, just as before. He was so real, embracing you wholly, both of you breathing in each other's scents to confirm a human like this could exist. How grateful you were he stumbled into your bakery that one rainy night, and how grateful he was that you offered him free coffee and a casse-croûte while he was freezing and trembling. His presence brought life to your bakery, gave you something to look forward to when you were at your lowest, and you gave him . . . everything. You were his everything since the first day. 

As the shared silence lingered, Nanami's phone shattered the moment, its noisy ring cutting through the haze. You instinctively stepped back, but he clung to your hand as if afraid you might slip away.

Never, Nanami Kento. You’re stuck with me. 

When he took out his phone, you caught a glimpse of the contact name: Satoru (assistant). 

Before you could process the fact Nanami had an assistant, he swiped right. “Yeah?” 

The voice on the other end resonated with loud cheerfulness in the quiet alleyway. Nanami half-rolled his eyes, letting out an exasperated sigh. “Very well. Leave it there. I’ll be there when I want to.” 

The assistant chuckled and sang his goodbye, the cheerful tone abruptly cutting off as Nanami ended the call and slid his phone back into his pocket.

“Do all stockbrokers have assistants?” 

He tilted his head. “I’m not a stockbroker.” 

“Oh? I’m sorry. I assumed because you worked at an investment firm.” 

“Yes, I was a stockbroker.” He nodded, warming your hand in his, then casually added, “But I own a firm now.” 

Your brows hit your hairline. “That’s amazing!” 

“Thank you. We have several locations around the country. Kento Investments. Have you heard of it?” 

Heard of it? You were a client some time ago when you were starting your bakery. All you encountered were glowing reviews about their ethical practices, a refreshing leave from the scheming ways of most investment firms that had previously taken advantage of you. It stood out as the industry leader in your research, and the team was lovely in guiding you through the process, so much so that you even invited them to your grand opening.

"Ah, you have." Nanami grinned, gently tilting your chin upward and closing your gaping mouth. "Therefore, my darling, don't feel guilty about me covering the expenses. I'm quite secure in my position to support both of us for centuries."

All you could manage was a disbelieving chuckle as you rested your forehead against his chest. Taking it as an invitation, he embraced you, crowning you with kisses. 

Lifting your head, you said, "There's something I want to get for you."

"What is it?"

Hand-in-hand, you pulled him back toward the bustling district, the sound of his deep laughter echoing in the air. Your own laughter naturally joined in.

As you strolled past a vendor selling accessories, your attention was drawn to an item you had briefly noticed earlier in your walk. Although you planned to purchase it the following day and surprise him in the afternoon, tonight felt like the perfect moment.

Politely approaching the elderly vendor, you asked, "Could I please try those on?" He handed you a pair of round sunglasses with a green tint to the lenses. Standing on your toes, you carefully placed the glasses on Nanami's nose, adjusting them to sit perfectly on the bridge. The sides of the spectacles featured a stylish steampunk design that complemented his narrow, sharp features. "Handsome.”

"I'll take it.” Nanami reached for his wallet. However, you were one step ahead, swiftly bringing out the spare change you had set aside in your coat pocket. You had already calculated the price, ready to outsmart him in this little game of charity.

“Y/N.” 

“Thank you,” you said to the shop vendor, ignoring Nanami’s stare. 

“Y/N.” 

“Yes, darling?" You looped around his arm and began your stroll down the sidewalk. “Oh, come on. Let me be selfish and treat you once in a while.” You cut off his protests with a kiss. 

He surrendered instantly. 

Over the next four weeks, you didn’t realize how quickly you’d become comfortable with Nanami. Like clockwork, he would arrive at your bakery, patiently occupying a table until your duties with customers or decorating displays finished. Now resembling a vibrant florist shop, the bakery owed its transformation to Nanami's thoughtful gestures—bouquets of flowers in every shade of yellow, orange, and white became an amusing routine. As you arranged them in vases, you would burst into fits of giggles like a maniac. 

You and him were like a Venn diagram, overlapping in unexpected places. He enjoyed non-fiction, classics, and history books; you immersed yourself in the world of romance and mystery novels. TV nights were a compromise between his love for documentaries and your penchant for anything sappy on Netflix, occasionally spicing things up with a true-crime documentary. His fascination with astronomy met your fixation with astrology, and surprisingly, he didn't scoff when you read the lines on his palms. Instead, he appreciated it just as much as you cherished his nightly photos of the moon and his ability to name the stars above.

At least, you were both Team Cats.

Nanami introduced you to his friends, including his quirky assistant Gojo, who had a habit of shamelessly flirting with you, seemingly just to get under Nanami's skin. However, your boyfriend was secure enough not to let it bother him. Yet, a trace of possessiveness would emerge during sex—when the two of you were entwined in bed, bodies bared and bathed in the aftermath of shared sweat.

Exiting the restaurant after a delightful dinner date, Nanami turned to you and suggested, "I'd like to invite you to my home tonight."

Finally, you thought, resisting the urge to dip your toes into the topic of visiting his home, especially considering he had been a frequent guest at yours.

The fact that he lived nearby had always puzzled you; he mentioned it casually yet never extended an invitation for a simple coffee or a chat on his welcome mat. Weekends saw him working from your living room, staying overnight, but on weekdays, he'd only spend a brief hour or two with you before heading home, a practice that seemed counterintuitive given his closeness. Despite the confusion, you hesitated to jeopardize your relationship by fishing too deeply.

So far, Nanami hadn't given you any reason to doubt him.

"Are you sure?" you asked cautiously.

"Absolutely, darling.” Nanami took your hand and planted a small kiss on the back of it. "I apologize for the delay. I've been having it . . ." He casually flicked up his sunglasses that had slipped. ". . . renovated."

“Oh, I see. Well, in that case, I’d love to!” 

Nanami nodded and leaned down to kiss your cheek. “Thank you for being so patient. I know it was eating you alive. You're not exactly the master of hiding your emotions.” He gave you a small smile and kissed your cheek again. 

You responded with a smile that crinkled your nose. "Just a bit anxious, that's all."

"Understandable.” He guided you toward his neighbourhood, exchanging a warm smile as you nestled against his arm. Observing the goosebumps on your skin and the faint shivers, he realized you had forgotten your cardigan. Without hesitation, he removed his blazer and draped it around your shoulders, helping you slip your arms through the sleeves and buttoning it up.

You took a deep breath, inhaling the pleasant scent from the collars. "You always smell so good."

Nanami bent down, kissing the side of your neck right above your racing pulse. "As do you," he murmured against your skin. "Always."

“Gosh, you're so flirty,” you whispered, wrapping your arms around his midsection and burying your face in his chest.

“Come on now.” 

You walked for another ten minutes, taking a five-minute pit stop to pet a stray cat before stopping in front of a towering residence building. It was one of those extravagant ones boasting a fountain in the lobby and a vigilant security guard who greeted Nanami with a two-finger salute.

Hand on your back, Nanami guided you toward the elevator with mirrors on all sides.

He exuded an air of sophistication in his neatly rolled-up black dress shirt, complemented by beige pants. His pale, blond hair was slicked back, a Rolex clasped his wrist, and veins corded his well-defined forearms. The sunglasses you had given him rested atop his head. 

As Nanami caught your eyes on the reflective surfaces, a sudden blush warmed your cheeks. “What is it?” 

“Nothing,” you whispered, fingers idly playing with the golden butterfly bracelet he had given you on the night he asked you to be his girlfriend. “I was just . . . God, you’re so beautiful. Sometimes, I think I’m dreaming of you. And I don’t want to wake up from it.” 

Nanami released his grip on your hand, wrapping his arm around your waist. He tilted your chin upward and planted a lecherous kiss on your lips. As you stumbled backward, your back met the cool surface of a mirror, and you clung to his biceps. He continued kissing your jaw and nibbling at your neck.

“Ken—Wait, there’s a camera!” 

“I own the building.” 

Without allowing you to react, he kissed you fervently, his hands framing your face and his knee pressing between your legs. Your hips ground against the muscled surface, creating a heated friction that drew a moan from him.

The elevator dinged, signaling its arrival, but Nanami was undeterred. He refused to break the kiss. Lifting you effortlessly, he cradled you with a single forearm beneath your backside and your arms encircling his neck. Laughter echoed as you entered directly into the main corridor of his penthouse.

“Your front door is an elevator?” You marveled with an open jaw. 

“Yes, it seems so.”

Oh, how you loved his monotonous replies. 

Nanami gently placed you onto the expansive white surface of his couch, smoothly moving over your body to continue. 

“I knew you were a clean freak,” you said between his kisses, “but your penthouse looks like it was bought this morning.” 

“Two weeks ago.” He kisses down your neck, sideways toward your left shoulder. “That’s why I waited to invite you. Gojo was having the place decorated. I've installed a library for you, too. We can go book-shopping this weekend.” 

"Wait, what?" You pushed him back by his chest, incredulous. "Hold on, hold on, hold on. You mean to tell me you moved in just two weeks ago?"

"Yes," he answered, tilting his head slightly perplexedly. "When you asked about my residence, I panicked and couldn't come up with a proper answer, fearing you might decline my invitation for a walk. So, I bought this building from the previous owner on the spot. There are also commercial benefits. Quite a strategic move, if you ask me." With that, Nanami resumed his attention, focusing on kissing your collarbones and skillfully lowering your dress, exposing your chest to him.

But you were still stuck on the subject like a pesky fruit fly. “But you don’t live here?” 

“I don’t.” His mouth brushed over the mound of your left breast. “I live in Shibuya.” 

“Shibuya? Kento, that’s an hour and a half away!"

"Hmm." He glanced up, mouth sucking at your nipple.

"You've been faithfully coming to my city every single day, all the way from Shibuya, for a whole year? You've been burning all that gas just to be with me?"

He broke away to say, "Gojo drives me occasionally," and switched to your right breast.

"Nanami Kento, are you out of your mind?"

Finally, he released you and sighed. "I fail to see the issue here." He appeared so innocent, with his moist lips, tousled hair, and a crumpled dress shirt. 

You hurriedly sat up, readjusting your dress, which seemed to displease him. "I'm at a loss for words." Your gaze caught the weariness etched on his face, the bags under his eyes, the slow, heavy blinks signaling his desperate need for sleep. "You haven't actually been living here, have you?"

Upon hearing that, Nanami let out a weary sigh. "I do it when I'm too drained to make the drive back on weekdays."

As the details of his schedule fell into place, you flinched inwardly. He would rise at the crack of dawn, dedicate endless hours to handling clients at the office, and then endure a lengthy drive to your city, only to spend his evenings with you before leaving around midnight to return to Shibuya. The only time he would stay overnight at your place was on Saturdays, and he would depart early on Sundays for work. And all this time, you had believed he had an office in your city.

Oh, God. 

You loved him. 

You loved him so much.

Tears welled up in your eyes at the realization of just how much he loved you. The man had gone so far as to purchase an entire building in your city just to be closer to you. He showered you with affection at every opportunity, devoted his alone time to you with undivided attention and mind-blowing orgasms, and his bank transactions were probably dedicated to you. 

“I don’t deserve your kindness,” you whispered. 

“Neither did I the night when we met.” Nanami’s words always had a comforting effect on you. He gently pulled you onto his lap, and you curled up like a fetus, planting a kiss on his cheekbone. “I’ve loved you for a very long time, Y/N. I love . . . God, I love you so much. I didn't realize I was capable of feeling this much love for another human until I met you. It was all locked up inside me, and you held the key all along, darling." Leaning forward, he smoothly swept his blazer and delved into the pocket, revealing a small yellow box. With trembling hands, you accepted it and opened it to find a petite, golden key inside. “Our front door is an elevator.” 

Your breath hitched. “What?” 

“Move in with me.” 

“Kento—”

“I know. I know it's quite early to discuss this, and I want to give you the space and time to consider it. As you mentioned, your lease ends next month, and I'll officially be transitioning to remote work with a few business trips every other week. It would mean a lot to me if you decided to join me on those trips." He gently placed the key in your hand, kissing your fist. "I'm scheduled to travel to Malaysia next month."

Overpowered with emotion, you choked out a sob and immediately lunged at him with a hug, causing both of you to stumble backward as he wrapped his arms around your waist. He loved you. He wanted you to move in with him. He wanted to travel with you, starting with Malaysia. Suddenly, the tips he left in your jar took on a deeper significance, backing the idea that you weren't meant to journey alone, why you weren’t meant to go with that swindling bastard. As Nanami's gestures of kindness and service became increasingly evident, your tears welled up, choking him in a tight embrace that eventually had him laughing.

Last November, Nanami Kento had stepped into your small bakery, raindrops clinging to him, unknowingly marking his permanent presence in your life.

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snoop the bling, cs55xreader

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pairing: carlos sainz x reader

summary: summer break starts and that means traveling with a snoopy plushie and a boyfriend (or maybe a future husband). Also, his friend is there.

format: social media au

a/n: people asked for this and I deliver cause i love snoopy

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carlossainz55 Best way to spend summer😎☀️

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user1 here before yn calls carlos his sweet baby or smh cute like that

ynraces SLUT

user1 oh that is not it

ynraces 🤤🔥I love u my unemployed princess

carlossainz55 I dont know what to think about this

carlossainz55 but I love you too😂

user2 WHERE IS THE CHILD, THE BABY

ynraces hes safe ashore!!

user3 wait im new, they have a baby??

user4 no😭😭 they call yn’s snoopy their baby

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ynraces Mallorca with my baby love💙🤿 (and carlos is here too)

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user1 thank you for the blessing (carlos photo)

user2 theres a snoopy, theres a like

user3 a snoopy is always gonna be there🙄 this is yn’s page

landonorris Enjoy your alone time for now😈

ynraces im expecting you with HATE btw dont come

landonorris I’ll be there soon and he’ll be with me😍🤞

ynraces youre sick!! homewrecker!!!

landonorris girl fuck your baby snoopy

ynraces BRO??? carlos say sum😭😭

carlossainz55 Please don’t fight in the comments❤️ you have the vacation for that

ynraces 🤡

user4 that snoopy deserves some rest god

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Oh she really doesn’t have a clue

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No😂

I didn’t insist either

Don’t want her to get suspicious

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I can’t wait to take the pictures now HAHA

Everything is ready btw just waiting for you both

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carlossainz55 She said yes! ❤️💍 Thank you Yn for being the woman you are, I can’t wait to call you my wife. I love you more than anything in this world.

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ynraces 🥹🥹 Love you soooo much

carlossainz55 ❤️❤️

user1 OMG OMG

user2 chat is this real??

user3 now thats a rockkkkk

charles_leclerc Congratulations guys😍❤️

carlossainz55 Thanks mate!

user4 imagine driving in f1 with your wife THE DREAM

landonorris Wow what a beautiful ring🤩 The friend that helped chose it must be the best

carlossainz55 🤫

ynraces u did great for once congrats

landonorris 🤩🤩

user5 Carlos must be crying and jumping seeing this interaction

user6 his wife and his boy lmao

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ynraces pinned Te amo mucho, Carlos. ❤️ You are my everything.

carlossainz55 Te amo tambien😁

user1 IS THIS HOW I FIND OUT?

user2 me 2 😭 I wish I saw Carlos post first

user3 wym I cant marry Yn anymore

user4 Ohhh are we going to see two sainz in the grid now

lewishamilton Congrats you two🫶

ynraces thank u lew!

user5 I was worried Snoopy wasn’t gonna be here but Yn delivered as always

landonorris Cool photos👍 Call me for the wedding too

ynraces I dont want you crying at the wedding too iugh

landonorris those were happy tears💔

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a/n: The snoopy story continuous!! if you liked it and want to see more just say so🩷 my asks are open!!

[whateverisbeautiful]

♥️Reveling in Richonne - TOWL

#62: The Happy Beginning (1.06)

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Richonne got their much-deserved happy ending, and better yet, I adore that Richonne and their children's happy ending is really a happy beginning. 🥹

Because now, the everyday life with their family truly starts. So rather than feeling solely like a closed chapter, the story lands on a hopeful and positive note that feels like “...and so it begins." The life Rick and Michonne always wanted to live together can now begin again.

So while it’s also a perfect final note for us as we (seemingly) no longer get to go with them into the next chapters, I appreciate that we always get to know that there are more bright and hopeful chapters for our Grimes family, together at last 🙌🏽🎉...

I announced these RIR-TOWL posts on July 21st and now they conclude today, September 21st. And I’m super grateful to you all for reliving this TOWL experience with me in-depth for the last 62 days of summer. 🥹🙏🏽

As you can see, saying I have a novels-worth of thoughts on this show was not hyperbolic. 😅 And that's because if this is it, I wanted to go as all out as I could. And because Danai, Andy, & Scott gave their all in creating this love letter to Richonne, I especially wanted to give my all in dissecting, reflecting, and reveling in The One Who Live. If only those three could know how grateful I am to them for this show because it really was a beacon of light during this time in my life. ☀️

In this real world, I’d say love matters most. It’s what makes life worth living to find people and things you love. Love in its many forms, including in fiction, is worth celebrating and enjoying to the fullest.

So that’s really what I’ve tried to do with all these posts over all these years - celebrate one of my favorite ways I’ve ever seen love take shape. It’s been a joy to watch two beautiful characters inside and out depicting the most beautiful love. Falling in love never looked so exquisite. And finding family never felt so rewarding. 😌

And we're finishing strong as we talk about TOWL's final moment where Rick and Michonne embrace the beautiful family they created. 🥹

So - still hugging, Judith and Rick look over at Michonne and RJ. And on top of it being surreal to see Judith grown up now, you can tell for Rick it’s extra surreal to be looking at this little boy who's comprised of him and Michonne and dressed like Carl. 😭

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That’s something that’s also really cool, is after going on this journey of losing and then regaining the image of Carl, Rick now gets to see this child who is Carl’s little brother and has his attributes. And just like Carl always wore Rick’s sheriff hat to feel close to his dad and strong like his dad, Rick gets to see that his youngest son has also done the same. 

I love that Judith looks at her mom and gives her her flowers saying, “You got him back.” It was a hefty task but Michonne pulled it off and brought home the Brave Man just like she set out to do. And I love how you can tell Judith is very proud of her mom for that.

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Then it's so sweet seeing Michonne smile at Judith and say, “You told me to.” Best mom/daughter duo, y’all. 😭 Plus, TOWL said let us give the viewers one more reminder that Judith wanted her mom to go find their dad. Like this was never an act of abandonment, going after Rick was Michonne’s daughter’s request.

I like how Michonne saying this also feels like she’s saying that knowing her daughter believed she should go was part of the fuel to do it. She did it for her daughter. And for her son. And for her husband. And for herself. For all of them. And Michonne’s giving Judith her flowers too for the way she gave her the push she needed to go get him. 

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I love the way Rick is holding one kid and Michonne is holding the other. You know these four are about to be pretty inseparable for a while.

And then you can visibly see the moment they all realize that the time has come for Rick Sr. to meet Rick Jr. 

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Rick looks at RJ who is smiling up at him while holding onto his mom and then, Michonne has such a happy and proud expression as she presents RJ to his dad.

Michonne definitely has such a sweet “look at this life we made” vibe as she holds onto RJ and steps to the side for the two to have their moment.

It’s sweet how RJ seems understandably reserved at first and holds onto his mom until the last second. And then I love seeing Michonne still keep a comforting arm on her son as Rick stands before him. 

Any time I’d picture Rick and RJ’s first interaction, I always pictured one of the first things RJ would note is that this man in front of him is The Brave Man - and sure enough😊. RJ looks up at Rick and the first thing he sweetly says to his dad is, “You’re The Brave Man?” 

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This moment is surreal for Rick, and surreal for me too because we're finally seeing a scene with Rick and RJ, the son he created with Michonne. 🙌🏽😭 And I'm so so happy that Rick was able to come into RJ's life while he's still so young. Rick will get to have an active role in RJ's core childhood and adolescent memories now.

Then, I adore Rick’s response to his son's first words to him. He’s immediately emotional and so he takes a breath and instantly looks right over at Michonne - the mother of his child. 🥹

I love the way you see him again find his center when looking at her during this emotional moment. Michonne really is like the glue between them all in this scene. And I like how she has her arms wrapped around one or more of her children at all times during this reunion. 

There’s just so much communicated in Rick’s look over at Michonne. It was another "Baby, we made a baby" moment between them as you can see it truly hitting Rick that he's meeting the son he made with his soulmate.

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After Michonne had reassured Rick that he really is the Brave Man that his kids believe him to be along their journey home, I love that Rick now gets to hear it directly from the source. 

Rick then looks back at RJ with so much emotion etched on his face as he responds, “I am.” 😭 He doubted if he was the Brave Man before, but I think especially now hearing his little mini-me say it, Rick knows he too can believe that’s who he is.

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And then I love the way Michonne again expresses how highly she views Rick as she says her final line of TOWL, looking to RJ while holding onto Judith as she smiles and says, “He is.” 🥹

It’s fitting for Michonne's last line to again be one that expresses her utmost belief in Rick. She wants her son to know that this father in front of him really is The Brave Man from years ago and still is The Brave Man right here and now. In fact, now more than ever. 

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RJ smiles over at his mom and then looks back up at Rick just adorably beaming. And it really feels like he’s meeting his hero.

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And then it is precious beyond words when Rick adjusts RJ’s hat just like he’d do with Carl. 🥹

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Rick then leans down and places a hand on RJ's shoulder just like he’d do with Carl too. And I love that Rick is so seamlessly back in father mode.

(Side note: It hit me that Rick will now get to have bonding moments of telling RJ stories about his big brother 😭)

I adore this hat moment between Rick and RJ for so many reasons but especially because we were introduced to Rick Grimes in that hat from the very beginning of TWD. And after going on this years-long whirlwind journey with him, it is so extremely special that Rick's final scene includes him getting to see that hat on his youngest son after it was such a staple to him and his eldest son. 🥲

Rick securing the hat on RJ's head really felt like he wanted his son to know how proud he feels to see him carrying on this Grimes heirloom.

And then Rick so tenderly says, “But maybe you can call me Dad.” 😭😭😭😭😭😭

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I love that Rick is so ready and eager to be a dad to his son. And I just know he and RJ will have such an incredible bond. Like Judith and Carl definitely felt like true blue Michonners lol, and RJ is too, but I also like to think RJ’s going to end up really gravitating to Rick. I can fully envision them being a super close father and son. 🥰

Then RJ says with certainty, “I knew you’d come back.” And I love the framing of this scene where you can see all four family members in the shot as they look at the youngest member of the Grimes.

It’s so sweet the way Michonne and Judith are holding each other tight and the way Rick has that fatherly hand on RJ’s shoulders as he looks right at him, likely still marveling that he’s looking at his own flesh and blood right now. 

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And when RJ says he knew Rick would come back, they all look curious about how the adorable baby of the family knew this. So Rick says his final line of TOWL as he asks RJ, “How?”

Y'all, I love that this is what Rick says for his last line because again, it makes me think of the end of season 4 - the pivotal era when Richonne fell in love with each other - and the classic scene where Michonne says she knows Rick's okay and he asks her "How?"

And just like back then when Michonne gave a beautiful answer to Rick's question and said, "Cause I'm okay too," - Their baby boy RJ also has a beautiful answer to Rick's question.

RJ replies with the final line of TOWL, saying, “I believed.” 

The sentiment of RJ revealing that he too was believing a little longer this whole time is so special. 🥹 And it's touching that Rick and Michonne's son gets the last line of this epic love story.

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RJ saying 'I believed' is beautiful because he’s what his parents believed in for the future all those years ago and now his mom and dad get to hear that he believed in them back.

It’s heartwarming thinking first Rick had to believe a little longer that he’d reunite with his family, and then Michonne had to believe a little longer that Rick would reunite with their family, and then they get to see that even the child they created was believing right along with them. A child born from their belief.

As two characters fueled by believing, it really is powerful to see the final note being Rick and Michonne's son doing just that - believing his dad would find his way back to their family. That's the very mission Rick went on since the pilot of this franchise, and his story ends with him succeeding. Rick found his family and isn't going to be taken away from them this time. 🥹

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Rick seems deeply moved to hear his son say this and so he has this emotional smile at him and you can tell he so badly wants to finally hug his son. But again he lets RJ set the pace. And RJ sets the pace perfectly with the best hug. 😭

I adore the way this little boy hugs his dad for the first time. It just was so moving and so clear that he’s been wishing to be able to have his dad in his life for a long time. He needed his father and now here Rick is. 🥲 And Rick wanted this child long ago and now here RJ is.

Seeing Rick finally getting to hold his son, his 'other way to build for the future,' - it's clear Rick needed this too. 🥹

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Rick really is RJ's hero already, so RJ embraces him fully. And, of course, Rick is immediately reciprocal as he embraces his son and kisses his hat. 😭

I think about how Rick gave Carl that hat after he'd been shot in the woods. Giving Carl the hat was one of the ways Rick aimed to comfort his son during an extremely trying time. And then Carl wore that hat everywhere after. And when he died, it was hard for Rick to even look at the hat. But now the hat has become a positive symbol again as Rick gets to kiss the hat on his youngest son and honor the memory of his oldest son.

It’s so evident Rick and RJ already love each other. And I applaud both actors for only having one hug to show how much they love each other and pulling it off so completely. This Rick and RJ hug is everything, truly. 🥹🙌🏽

I love the way the theme music swells and rises as Rick and RJ stay in that heartfelt embrace, never wanting to let go. And I love Michonne and Judith’s reaction to seeing these boys finally get to meet and appear so instantly bonded. Rick's family means everything to him and in this scene, he gets to see that he means everything to them too. 🥹

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Judith’s emotional response to seeing her little brother meet and hug their dad always puts a lump in my throat. 🥲 Again, it was the perfect big sister-type response. She’s probably felt like a stand-in mom for RJ while Michonne was gone and has been really protective of him and just again wants to know he’s okay. And it’s like in this reunion moment she’s aware that her baby brother really will be okay because now RJ gets to experience a family with both his parents, like she did when she was younger.

And Michonne just seems so happy to see her husband and son be so instantly connected. It has to be the greatest feeling ever to know that this baby she brought into this world alone will now have his father who adores him in his life.

And to see the love of her life, who she knows has been through so much, including the loss of Carl, get to now embrace his son and be a father to their kids again like he most cherished and was devoted to being. 🥹 Michonne so earnestly wanted Rick to have the chance to see the beautiful family they created. And now Rick is seeing it fully. And that visibly brings Michonne's heart pure joy. 

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So then, after Rick and RJ get their own moment with this wonderful hug, Michonne and Judith join in for a family group hug and it’s just the epitome of a joyous conclusion for Rick and Michonne and the Grimes family’s story. I adore it. 🙌🏽

Michonne and Judith wrap their arms around Rick and RJ and Michonne and Rick share their final sweet and super married-with-kids kiss. I love the way Michonne smiles as they lean in for the kiss. 😊 And the way Rick of course doesn't stop at one as he leans in for the second kiss. 😋

It's great that after over 100 TOWL kisses they still included one more. It's only right to end the show with a kiss since, again, it's canonically one of Rick and Michonne's absolute favorite things. 😊

gif cred: @riickgrimes

This last kiss is really special because it just again feels like Rick and Michonne having a moment to acknowledge that despite all the odds and obstacles over their many years in TWD, their many years apart, and then on their TOWL journey reuniting - they overcame, fell in the deepest love, and created this beautiful family together.

And now they get to live out their lives with this blissful Grimes family, loving on each other as hard as they can while they can. 🙌🏽

This family hug is just such a sweet moment of connection. I adore the way it’s filmed where it feels like Rick is holding his family and his family is holding him back. The shot with all three of their arms on Rick’s back is art. After a long and epic journey, these three are Rick Grimes' incredible reward. 🥹

(Side note: one of the things I think Rick probably will most like about Michonne's wedding ring is that it can be seen from a very far distance which means everyone from even miles away will know Michonne is taken lol.)

And then we get one more confirmation that Richonne are and always have been magnets. 🧲 Because as the camera pans out from the greatest family hug in history, Rick and Michonne both lower their arms down at the exact same time and do that little comforting thumb rub. You know my extra self is always here for even the subtlest of magnetic synchronicity between the two.

Y'all, this really is the perfect visual to conclude their story to me. 🥹

gif cred: @lousolversons

Like seeing Michonne with her wedding ring-clad hand holding onto RJ while he holds onto his dad and Judith holds onto her and Rick, fills me with joy and emotion when I think about Michonne's whole journey.

Losing a partner and a young son, Mike and Andre, shutting down and living isolated for a while, showing up to a prison with formula for her future daughter Judith, building such a special bond with her son Carl, falling in love with her soulmate Rick, becoming a great leader, and resiliently bringing another son into the world, RJ. She's been through a lot on her journey and I adore how love and family found her and wholly embraced her as she fully embraced them right back.

Michonne Grimes' journey ending with her wrapping her arms around her babies and husband is just beautiful. 🥹🙌🏽

I also love that Judith and RJ will now get to experience their mom having the love of her life back in her life. The kids will see their mom happier and more loved than they’ve ever seen her now that Rick is back with them.

The Michonne they knew was one who was resiliently trying to live in the thick of a unique, lonely, and crippling grief. But now she can be all of her again because her other half has returned and is fully prepared to make up for lost time and love on her and their kids the way they all need.

gif cred: @nerd4music

And seeing Rick be so loved and held by his family after everything in his journey means the world. 🥹

Waking up from a coma to learn the world had ended, refusing to succumb to defeat as he searched for his family, finding the people closest to him from the world before, Carl, Lori, and Shane, and then having to put together that Lori and Shane had fallen for one another in his brief absence. Experiencing the relationship with Lori and Shane crumble and result in death (one of which he had to kill because his 'brother' tried to kill and replace him), going through a mental breakdown but still having to lead, protect, and raise his young son and his newborn Judith.

Then, meeting the love of his life Michonne when she shows up at the prison fence, trying to have opposition with her at first but then falling head over heels in love with her, and no longer having to carry the weight of the world alone because now he has a soulmate who can lead him, lead others, love his children, and love him back to life time and time again. Losing his son Carl twice, realizing his son and family were always with him, and then getting to look in the eyes of his youngest son and finally hold RJ.

Along his journey, Rick endured many opponents, adversity, and painful losses, including losing himself when stripped of his family for nearly a decade. He had many fascinating arcs, many ups and downs, and managed to keep his signature good kind heart intact which is true strength. And no matter who thought they were bigger, better, or badder than him, Rick always proved to be the bravest. And it's the love for his family that made him brave and made him ultimately come out on top.

So Rick Grimes' journey ending with his wife, daughter, and youngest son back in his arms and loving him like he never left is just perfect. 😭🙌🏽

gif cred: @riickgrimes

That final image of the four of them in this family hug amid the lush greenery truly looks like the embodiment of ‘things break but they can still grow.’ And this whole new plant - this wonderful family Richonne grew - is so well-deserved. Rick and Michonne truly triumphed.🎉

I think about how in 9.03 the song that played over their Family Fun Day with Judith was "All We Ever Wanted Was Everything" and seeing the Grimes family hugging and happy at the end of TOWL is all I ever wanted for them. 🥹

(That's part of why my stance on the future is - whatever it looks like, be it Richonne returning in a quick cameo, or returning for even more than that, or not returning at all, I just want Richonne and their kids to be happy, together, and at peace).

Also, I’m telling you right now, from here on out if Rick can’t get to someone named Michonne, Judith, or RJ within 5 minutes or less, he’s going to feel he’s gone too far away because you know he’s about to be attached to the hip to his family. 😊

I really feel like Rick is going to live out his life just healthily & happily obsessed with his wife and kids and so deeply grateful to Michonne every time he looks at their family and the life they have. Like the way he stays giving Michonne her flowers, you know he’s never going to forget that it was her fighting for him and their kids that allowed them to live out this beautiful life they have now.

As the camera pans out, the four stay in this embrace and it’s just such a bright and rewarding shot. Then they show the sky as helicopters are seen flying ahead, no longer with bombs but with resources. As people noted, Richonne would be the type to not just bring themselves back home but bring back whole helicopters with loads of valuable resources too. Baddest to ever do it. 👑

Seeing the sky with those helicopters is a reminder that the world has gotten a lot bigger since those early TWD days. And after having everything but the kitchen sink thrown their way along their path, here Richonne stand, with their son and daughter, happy, healed, and whole because they’re the ones who live and the ones whose love lives on forever. 

And while this might be the end for us getting to follow their story, I again appreciate that Richonne's story closes with not just a happy ending but a happy beginning. The best years are ahead of them now that they get to all be together. And you know this gorgeous family uniting makes Carl beam from ear to ear up above. 😇

Oh and there’s also that deleted Grimes family picnic scene which is a canon moment to me. And I adore it. 🤩 I’d been hoping they’d return to doing those lovely family picnics so I was glad they filmed one. Also, it makes me so happy to remember that RJ is a part of both this current Family Fun Day picnic and the precious one from years before. 😊

In this unaired TOWL picnic scene, I love seeing Judith laughing and relishing Mom and Dad being back with them like she always believed they’d be. She grew up on these Family Fun Day picnics and now years later she gets to enjoy them again. 🥲

I love seeing intelligent little RJ holding the Rubik's cube and wearing the signature Grimes Sherrif's hat in between his mom and sister. And I especially love seeing RJ already seem so comfortable and smiley with Rick. (I love how they said the young actor Antony really gravitated to Andy. 🥹 This picnic clip definitely gave a glimpse of that)

I love seeing Michonne wearing that pretty and colorful dress and smiling so brightly with her family reunited. The flowy outfit choice is meaningful to me because, at the top of TOWL, she was given this guarded armor and similarly had to live with figurative guarded armor since Rick’s TWD departure. But now that she’s got her loving husband and kids back she gets to just fully take down all armor and be so free, open, safe, and loved as a woman, wife, and mother. 🙌🏽

And I love seeing Rick look so relaxed, playful, and elated to be here with his wife and kids. He looks like he's once again winning that Husband & Dad of the Year title. And the way he’s smiling and laughing basking in this moment, you can see he adores his family so much. This Grimes family moment is everything Rick and Michonne wanted for their lives. And this is everything I wanted for them too. 🥹

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In the actual TOWL ending, as they panned out from the Grimes family hug, it doesn’t feel like they're becoming distant from us but rather we’re seeing the full picture and letting the Grimes family love fill the entire space.

And as the Grimes family embraces and fills the screen with love, the music rises and the show fades to black, officially concluding The One’s Who Live. 👏🏽😭 BEAUTIFUL. 

That also concludes the TOWL season finale revelings and The Ones Who Live revelings as a whole. We made it! 🥳 What a series. What a journey. What a gift Richonne is. 🥹

You know I gotta happy dance one more time over Richonne, TOWL, and the epic love story we've been blessed to witness from 2012 when Michonne and Rick's paths first crossed to 2024 when their love story reached its highest heights, and concluded perfectly.

If you had told me when I started documenting my Richonne observations back in 2017 that years later there would be a whole miniseries dedicated to Richonne’s epic love story, I would have been pleasantly surprised but I’d also believe you because Richonne is truly the gift that keeps on giving. 🎁

I adore how TOWL really came and checked so many of the Richonne wishlist boxes. Rick calling Michonne his wife ✓, the proposal and wedding ring ✓, the RJ reveal ✓, the improved lighting ✓, the scenes with impactful, unvague, and rich dialogue ✓, the intimacy ✓, the Grimes family reunion ✓, the Grimes family reunion with all the original actors ✓, and much more. They gave Richonne their things, honey. 👏🏽😌

And I especially love the way The Ones Who Live ultimately landed on a message of love being what comes to the rescue when the world falls apart. Love is what it's all about at the end of the day.

Along their years-long journey, the way Richonne fell in love was beautiful. And the way they stayed in love was just as beautiful. I’m so grateful to have witnessed Rick and Michonne Grimes' powerful journey from first locking eyes at a prison fence in season 3 to looking into each other's eyes with such adoration and appreciation as they agreed to have a child together in season 9. To now reuniting with that lovely child and their dear daughter in TOWL.

Rick and Michonne have remained such captivating characters over the years, and so much of that has to do with the incredible artists that bring them to life.

Andy and Danai are generational talents with such compatible gifts - exceptional eye acting, line delivery, vulnerability, physicality, and raw honesty infused in their craft. And then you add to that playing compelling characters in love, allowing them to tap into their rare and extraordinary chemistry. You’re bound to get something special when pairing them together like this. 👏🏽

So I'm grateful to the whole TOWL cast & crew, and most of all the captains - Andy, Danai, and Scott. We really got to see Richonne through their eyes with TOWL. 🥹 And the way those three view Richonne and bring this love story to life is resplendent. I love that with The Ones Who Live they told the story they wanted to tell - and we Richonne fans were just happily in alignment with the vision. 😌

They’re the type who put thought into even something like Rick and Michonne's hand placement in bed at the end of TWD 6.10 because they care about how Richonne is portrayed in every frame. And I will forever appreciate their attention to detail with Richonne. All these RiR posts really are my way of saying that the thought and care put into crafting these exceptional characters and their exemplary love story don't go unnoticed.

Andy and Danai have given us so much as Rick and Michonne over the years so whether this is 'goodbye for good' or 'goodbye for now,' I respect it.

The iconic roles of Rick and Michonne were truly meant for them. Danai and Andy approached these characters with love, respect, thoughtfulness, and passion, and ensured Rick and Michonne were in good hands. So I just can't thank them enough. 🙏🏽🥹

Also, a big thank you to the gifted Richonne GIF creators. 👏🏽🤩 You are invaluable staples to this fandom and your gifs of Richonne's TOWL & TWD moments are beautiful. Linking to your amazing gifs helped me elevate these posts and string this all together. My posts wouldn't be the same without you, so I'm very grateful to you. 🙏🏽

And sincerely thank you to everyone who took the time to read these posts and to everyone who commented, messaged, PM'd, reblogged, and followed. Your thoughtful insights, reactions, and support really have always made the days brighter both over the last two months and over all these years of reveling in Richonne.

Hearing your takes on Richonne helped me see things from an even fuller perspective. Hearing that these breakdowns were looked forward to and even uplifting to read during hard times really moved me and made me feel less alone since reflecting on Richonne has also helped me focus on the bright things in this world when life feels dark. I've loved hearing what you love about TOWL and about these RiR posts. Thank you for sharing with me. 🫶🏽 Your words of encouragement have meant a lot to this Words of Affirmation girl. 😊

There were times when I was working away at these posts and wondering if I'm certifiably crazy for writing whole 'dissertations' on every second of Richonne's love story. 😅 (i think the answer is yes lol). But the encouragement I'd receive over here was a big motivator to follow through, give every scene its flowers, and share these in-depth breakdowns with you all. So please know that you and your good kind heart are super appreciated. 🙏🏽 I hope you remain blessed in all ways and on all days. 💗

And to Future Me - hi 👋🏽 I wrote these TOWL novel-length breakdowns for the fandom and for you too. For those times when you’ll want to make your day a bit better by revisiting these posts and remembering all the thoughts and elation you had over Richonne - your favorite thing - shining the brightest it’s ever shined in a 6-episode epic love story. 🌟

Rick and Michonne Grimes and their captivating story are extremely dear to my heart and always will be. And this miniseries that gave them and their love the spotlight means so much. The Ones Who Live is a true treasure, and I’m so glad we’ll have it forever. 🥹🙌🏽

After hundreds of 'dissertations' and years of pursuing a Ph.D in Richonne (😋📚🎓), I just have to say that breaking down the beginning, middle, and end of this epic love story with this fun and insightful fandom has been such a joy. Has me feeling like...

There will be people who come around to watching TWD/TOWL now or years later who weren’t keeping up with the show when it first aired. And some of those people are bound to get bit with the Richonne bug just like I did several years ago.

So my hope is that anyone, be it new Richonners or long-time Richonners, whoever wants to reminisce and revel and relive each and every moment of Rick and Michonne’s iconic, powerful, and stunning journey can always come back to these RiR breakdowns whenever, and feel like they’re 'read-watching' the show, and dissecting and celebrating whatever is beautiful about Richonne with a good friend. Because Richonne is timeless and a little reveling is good for the soul.

I hope these plenty of posts brought and continue to bring enjoyment, insight, laughs, light, and just the best warm feelings because in the words of my beloved Michonne - It did for me. 😌

Always and forever, thank you so much for reading & Long Live Richonne. 👑🧲🥰👌🏽

[cuteandhughesy]

This Love | Mikko Rantanen (instagram edit)

summary: your and mikko’s instagram posts after you finally get back together - from vacation, date nights and the new hockey season

warnings: none other than suggestive comments <3

face claim: sydney sweeney

a/n: hey guys! another insta edit for you to feast on - they will all come slowly and surely and you can check out my masterlist to see which fics will be featured! also working away on my vince dunn xmas fic as well as filtering through requests and picking some of my favourite xmas ones ! tis the season ❤️🎄

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yourusername vacation and man of my dreams ☀️

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user1 also the man of my dreams

user2 holy shit titties

user3 you look STUNNINH

landeskog_92 what a man 😍

yourusername back off

user4 you’re glowing

user5 ugh looks so beautiful

mel.landeskog i’m jealous

user6 mikko can’t handle all that😍

cradnec you’re my favourite girl

kaileyrankin shut upppp 😩

user7 so pretty

user8 boobies

tracymakar_ need to visit this vacay spot asap

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yourusername back home and cozying up for fall ❤️ a dump of some moments from last week ft. my fav flamingo mug I steal from mikko

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syddbad miss your face

user1 how does it feel to live my dream?

user2 give the rest of us a shot

juliannemanson still thinking about those coffees

cradnec do I always look that handsome 😍

yourusername so humble

user3 love thissss

landeskog_92 hate that mug

yourusername the flamingo mug lives forever 🦩

user4 you’re so pretty

user5 need that mug immediately

user6 🤩🤩🤩🤩

6erikjohnson6 mikko is so devishly handsome

cradnec stop it you 😍

yourusername yeah stop it. 🤺

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yourusername had a long and exhausting week at work and came home to the cutest stuffy 🥲 plus mel and I finally got our boys out of the house for a breakfast date 🤩

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user1 how cute 🥰

user2 who doesn’t love a good jellycat 🐰

mel.landeskog love you and our bottomless mimosas

yourusername i’m still recovering

user3 this is so sweet

user4 hottest couple

user5 serving looks in those scrubs

jellycat always here to brighten your day

landeskog_92 mikko stunting per usual

cradnec model

user6 i’m looking at your man respectfully

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yourusername date night 🫣

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6erikjohnson6 holy shit

6erikjohnson6 this is insane

yourusername jealous?

landeskog_92 I am ✋🏻

user1 omfg 😩

user2 the hand placement are you serious

user3 i need him

charlotttewalker you look so beautiful

user4 am I interrupting???

traceymakar_ so pretty

kerrytoews gorgeous

user5 you are both so hot life is so unfair

cradnec 😍

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yourusername hockey season is back in full swing and I can’t tell if I love it or hate it 😩 on one hand mikko now loves the puck more than me and on the other hand I get the bed to myself while he’s away… 🤣

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mel.landeskog this but my husband doesn’t play but still applies

landeskog_92 I don’t like these comments mel.

user1 slaying

traceymakar_ amen

user2 i’m obsessed with your boyfriend

user3 you’re such a hottie

user4 🥰

mackinnon29 mikko looking hard in pic 3

user5 mikko is dedicated to the game fr fr

charlotttewalker no thank god for you or else i’d loose my mind y/n

user6 give me a chance

user7 mikko doesn’t even know what he’s got 😩

juliannemanson preach girl

kaileyrankin okay ski queen

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yourusername it’s been way too long since i’ve posted a selfie - on another note i’m missing summer 😭

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user1 BEAUTIFUL

user2 holy fuck 😍

syddbad missing that smile - you look stunning

kaileyrankin stfu you are hot

user3 summer hits so different

mel.landeskog yesss you posted this ❤️

user4 blessed to see this

user5 hottie

user6 the hair is giving in this pic

cradnec 🤩 wow

user7 i’m convinced you’re perfect

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yourusername mel told me to come over and help make halloween treats with the kids - they weren’t expecting the amount of dedication and seriousness I brought to the table

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landeskog_92 get off my island - I eat off there

yourusername you also eat off mine and you don’t even want to know what’s happened on that island

user4 OMG ^

user1 I already know the kids loved it

user2 need a halloween treat 🎃

user3 slay

mel.landeskog i’m still going through cookies

user4 so hot

cradnec 😍😍😍

user5 boobs 🍈🍈

user6 you ate

6erikjohnson6 slippers on the counter 😬

yourusername slippers down your throat ?

user7 such an icon

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yourusername happy november dump (last slide includes a no context bereal mikko sent me)

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user1 the bereal is so wholesome

user2 you’re both so nice to look at

6erikjohnson6 need mikko to carry me like that toy car

cradnec come over

user3 😍

calemakar_ squad up

tracymakar_ I can’t 💀😭

user4 tell mikko to score for my fantasy team

user5 i’m so happy for you 😭

user6 you’re so stunning

landeskog_92 look at lehky 🥰

user7 bad

charlotttewalker love you

cradnec you look pretty 😘

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yourusername has the best bday weekend thanks to my hunny 🤍 also I can’t with mikko using my head as a place to rest his bowl! i’m just trying to cuddle with him 🥲

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user1 happy birthday!!!!

user2 birthday girl

cradnec ❤️🥳

user3 so beautiful

mel.landeskog 26 🎉

user4 don’t look a day over 18

user5 he’s so lucky

charlotttewalker happy birthday girly 🥰

traceymakar_ ahhh the queens bday 🍾

user6 mikko is so sweet

juliannemanson can’t wait to celebrate with you

user7 the bowl 🤣

user8 that pizza looks delicious- hbd 🎉

6erikjohnson6 need mikko to punch me in the face

yourusername same

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cradnec happy birthday babe ❤️

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user1 everyone shut up. mikko posted

6erikjohnson6 caption king

user2 she’s so bad

user3 😍😍

user4 happy birthday queen !

bowen.byram hbd y/n

landeskog_92 happy 35th birthday y/n

yourusername gabriel

user5 happy birthday 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

mackinnon29 happy birthday y/n

kaileyrankin yasss my queen

devontoews happy birthday!

user6 you’re so lucky mikko 😍

user7 happy birthday mrs. rantanen 🥳

coloradoavalanche happy birthday to an honorary av ❤️💙

user8 give me a chance

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a/n: not spell checked currently.

I do not own any of these photos - full credits to original owners.

[letsgetrowdy43]

Life at the lake ☆—Summer of love

Au Masterlist!!

Honeyhughes just posted!

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Honeyhughes Michigan summers with my babies + Lukey 🌷☀️

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User20 I’m in love

_quinnhughes summer looks so good on you 😍

Honeyhughes my love <3

Joshnorris10 baby hayd and her big brother 🥹

Jackhughes can’t believe I didn’t get a picture in the post… IM HERE TOO

Honeyhughes I’m sorry Rowdy :( I didn’t have any photos of you

User35 I love this family 🥲

Elblue06 Warren ❤️ Nana’s sweet boy

Bsfofficial IM ENVIOUS OF HOW CUTE YOUR FAMILY IS

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_quinnhughes just posted!!

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_quinnhughes the annual summer post 🌅

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Lhughes_06 get this coupley shit off my tl please 🫶🏻

User83 ARMS HOLY GOD 🫠

Honeyhughes my husband is so hot 😼

Bradytkachuk I love thirsty hun!

_quinnhughes me too 😮‍💨

User59 who won the summer golf championship this year??

Jackhughes definitely wasn’t Huggy

Honeyhughes Jimbo did!!

User92 RAHHHH RAHHHH AHHHHH

_alexturcotte hes just subtly showing off his wife and kids 😒

Colecaufield his THE is hubby

User19 WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW

Honeyhughes me too girl…

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[ms-moonlight-inn]

🗓️🗓️Tag Game Wednesday🗓️🗓️

thanks for the tag @energievie , @mybrainismelted , @jrooc

name: Cyn

age: too damn old to be playing in the kiddie pool that the kids keep wanting to push me into

location (globally): northern new england, USA

location (physically):  on the couch

favourite Food to Eat: raised in a house where food equaled love, the answer to this question is, "yes."

favourite food to cook: I've been doing a lot of sourdough baking lately, but I got sick + my starter ended up dying because I forgot to put it in the fridge. So no more bread until I either purchase a new starter or make a new one from scratch. 😭

will you be attending @too-schoolforcool’s ☀️ Kitchen Shenanigans🍴with Cherry on the 6th july? Maybe. Summer plans are always weird.

what’s your zodiac: 🐂♉ Taurus, cuz I'm full of shit.

will you be attending @heymacy’s ☀️ Astrology 101: More Than Just Your Sun Sign ☀️ lecture on the 13th july? Also maybe. I want to.

(check @gallavich-fic-club’s lesson plan for details here)

now let predictive text complete each sentence for you after the 💭

my age is 💭  just a little bit more than the same thing but I think I have to be able to get my own food 😔🥝 (the clarity here is superb)

my favourite animal is 💭  a good day to recover from the eclipse 🤠😄 (It's the Emojis that kill me , my predictive text includes emojis lol)

i love to cook 💭  and then I can get a drink from you 😉😁 (whoa, getting a little spicy there, aren't we?)

i love to eat 💭 and eat my sweet dreamscapes (🤷🏻‍♀️)

i have a lot of ideas about 💭  the other two (If you put the last three answers together, it kind of tells you a strange story of obsession. 😬)

i have no clue 💭 what I was talking about 😔 (every. damn. day.)

my dream career is 💭 good for me to be in the mood for (🤷🏻‍♀️)

my favourite character on shameless 💭 the one that I have to go with my friend for brunch (what?!)

debbie gallagher is 💭  the best friend of my husband (😂🤣)

carl gallagher is 💭  the best way to get to the bathroom 😄🪥 (the fucking emojis!)

mandy milkovich is 💭 not 🚭🚫 and I have a question for her

mickey milkovich is 💭  the only one (Fuck, finally!)

ian gallagher is 💭 going to have the best day for you for your birthday. (Aw, sweet ums.)

to me ian and mickey are 💭 literally at the house now.

gallavich means 💭  that you are not going anywhere else. (True, I'm trapped by Gallavich.)

i wish anyone who reads this to 💭 the bathroom 🪥

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No-pressure tags:

@heymacy @blue-disco-lights @deedala @spookygingerr @lingy910y @transmurderbug @thisdivorce @too-schoolforcool @doshiart @guinguin1984 @francesrose3 @bawlbrayker @thepupperino @rayrayor @deathclassic @ian-galagher @krysmiss @sweetbee78 @notherenewjersey @gillyp

[1hoblet]

Random OC ask, summer game! ⛱️☀️🌊.

What your OCs or favorite characters would be doing on a beach? In case they absolutely can't go on a beach, what other summer activity do they enjoy?

Bonus level - once answered, pass this ask to 3 other people's inboxes!

This answer certainly took it's sweet time, because i decided to answer it in picture. Sadly my ability to create picture is slower than the average snail.

Tadaa. Picture :)

This is Jirixa.

She lives in a desert. She has probably never seen this much water in her life. She also has a strong surfer vibe. So surfing she does.

This is Lucio, against popular belief he is not a women. He is just an elf.

He lives in a tropical trade city. As such there are some very nice spots to drink tropical drinks and watch ships.

The tiny one is Twixandur. Next to him is his giant demigod husband, Tagor.

Twixandur is scared of water deeper than the average puddle, so they would go to a sea of flowers instead

[glorfindel-of-imladris]

It hasn't been a very productive weekend writing- or drawing-wise, my brain is still Very Tired apparently. So—Glorestor household update time!

Spring time now! 🌸 Here is Glorfindel's llama. He really likes dressing up his animal friends, I don't know what it is.

Anyway, morning chores done, time for morning flirting with husband of 6,000 years.

It's also a good season to invite friends over. Elrond and Celebrían are always nice to have around, they always give such a sweet vibe to the lot.

Lol also istg Elrond is the most photogenic mofo in this neighborhood. I didn't mean for him to be that way, but I guess that also checks out. They did say he resembles Arwen, who resembles, oh, you know, just the most gorgeous Elf to have ever lived nbd—

End of spring in Sims 4 usually means Valentine's Day. Naturally, a date was a must, which really for these two, just means a day when they have license to do whatever it is they do everyday anyway. If they piss off some prudish locals doing it, then even better!

The only correct way to end a good date.

Seasons pass quickly, so we roll on to summer time! ☀️ Oh, the masculine urge to celebrate clear skies by gazing upon Elbereth's stars with your *checks notes* friend. 😂

At this point, I have accepted that both Erestor and Glorfindel lowkey have a crush on Ecthelion. Which is very valid, so I roll with it. We leave them to it.

New character introduction time! This is Rhíweth. She has been my OC since my days playing LotRO, and she somehow kind of stuck, occasionally appearing in a few fics as a Sindarin NPC. I do play her on occasion when I feel like playing with a single-Sim household. On this day, she needed to fill up her socials bar, so I got her to visit her gay favorite neighbors. Here she is sharing neighborhood gossip with Erestor.

Ugh when Erestor smiles I'm so. UGH! Gay people. 💘✨

Also in case you ever wondered what I looked like in university days chatting with my Gay Literature professor whose love life I Absolutely Do Not Care About I Swear™—

Funny enough, Glorfindel walked by, dripping like it's nobody's business. I followed him to see what he was doing and this boy, bless him, even on autopilot, is still doing household chores. He just did the laundry. 😂

For context, Sims usually can be found doing something fun while watching TV if you leave them to their own devices. Glorfindel is like nah, I'm too much of a green flag for that.

He does eventually join Rhíweth and Erestor, and it was nice and wholesome for a while.

Eventually though Glorfindel's mood turned flirty and idk started eyefucking Erestor. That was my cue to leave. 😩

[scrybe-of-death]

sun -🍩🥞🌙🪤👑🎡❄️💖 mix -👻🍧🍁🌏🍼🔫🌈💔 pharaoh - 💥🌺🙊✂️🔪🚆💧💙 taika - 👊🍓🕷️📣⏳🚲☄️ hex - 🍓☀️🌌📖🎨❇️🌩️ vamp - 😭💐⚾💎👖📏🌩️💓 paper - 💢🍟🌹🎭🎷📦☁️💚 pen - 💤🍰🙈💡📚🔧🔥💗 umbra - 👁️🎂🍃🏊🎤🎀🌟💌 blaze - 🤥🥞🌋📸🎁⚙️🌠💙 dialtone - 👪☕️🙉🍀🎵🖍️🌪️❤️ sisu - 😨 🍧🕷🌱✏️📎💘

note. on my screen 🪤 is. a square. 🪤 is meant to be a mouse trap.

good luck. i Apologize

answers below cut vvvvvvv >wo

Sun!

🍩 - Favorite sweet treat? - Lychee jelly, probably

🥞 - What is their comfort breakfast? - bacon n eggs

🌙 - What is Sun's greatest wish? How far are they willing to go for it? - To have a happy, healthy family. Very far, but fucks up so many times that it seems like she doesnt even try

🪤 - What will always lure them into a certain danger? A loved one in danger? A promise of something they are always searching for? - Of COURSE a loved one in danger! She'll fight tooth and nail for her kids and her husband. Maybe not that much for the second one tho. Dont want Kyubey seeing that /silly

👑 - What does Sun want to be remembered as? Why? - A loving goddess who was there for everyone. She's not very good at upholding that legacy, but yeah... She just wants to be loved qwq

🎡 - Are they someone who wants to kiss at the top of the ferris wheel? - LMFAOOOO ON THE FERRIS WHEEL????.... IN THE CIRCUS??....... NOT ANYMORE HUN TOO MANY DEATHS

❄️ - Do people consider them cold? If so, what made them this way? - Outside of her family, whose seen her good side? Yeah. Other than that many people probably see her as rather a brutal murderer or an unfeeling monster or a tired tour guide depending on how long theyve lived in the Circus

💖 - Are they a subtle or showy lover? - Showy because she probably wouldnt give a shit abt what others would think of it, though she'd conform to whatever Sigil would want.

Mix!

👻 - Do they believe in ghosts? What are their "ghostly experiences", if any? - YOU KNOW WHAT YOU WERE DOING SENDING THIS ASK. Absolutely, btw. And also his closest ghostly experience was seeing Bob LOL despite how much he wishes Elida would visit him

🍧 - Do they still have any objects from their childhood? What significance does it have to them? What would their reaction be if they lost it? - Not much. Maybe a toy, or a plush or two. Circus does some shit 2 ya yk... But probably not a lot of significance, and they wouldnt really care past a bit of nostalgic sadness if they lost anything. Already lost quite abit of things and people anyway, right? Growing up as a trans child in a transphobic environment kinda fucks u up too so the main stuff would be dresses and dolls he doesnt even want

🍁 - What is their favorite season? Why? - Mix doesn't have one. All seasons kind of suck for him... If he had to pick, then summer because it's warm and inviting and theres no allergies

🌏 - Will they give up the world for someone they love? Is this decision easy for them? - ABSOLUTELY. and ABSOLUTELY NOT.

🍼 - What are their thoughts on children? - GODDAMNIT SOUP. HOW MANY TIMES DO WE HAVE TO TEACH YOU THIS LESSON OLD MAN /REF /SILLY

🔫 - Do they trust people easily? How easily will they turn their back to someone? Have they been backstabbed before? Will they betray someone if given an ultimatum? - Yes. It would be extremely difficult for them to turn their back to someone. Something something he probably considers Simon shooting Zachariah a betrayal... And he cant count the amount of times Drunkie's done some horrible shit to him. And also... if given the most DEFINITIVE ultimatum ever, then, with extreme difficulty and reluctance, yes.

🌈 - What advice would they give to their younger self? - "Fight back."

💔 - What could their partner do that would absolutely break them? - He's already broken loooollllllllllllllll we all saw drunkie we already know

Pharaoh!

💥 - What emotions do they have trouble dealing with? - Love. And rejection. Half sure he would have spent the next few days screaming incessantly into a pillow if Abayomi said no... and also will spend the next few days screaming incessantly into a pillow because Abayomi said yes.

🌺 - Do they have any allergies? - touching grass. and people /silly (no allergies)

🙊 - What is something Pharaoh will refuse to stay quiet about? - 20 DOLLARS

✂️ - What is the "last straw" for them to cut someone out of their life? How easily do they let go of people? - Handing him an $100 bill for $1.53 purchase /silly... In actuality it would depend on the situations. And likely VERY easily if they were anyone but a very close loved one.

🔪 - How do they react to injury/misfortune befalling their loved ones (significant other, family, friends)? Do they put themselves at blame? - ANGER. PURE BURNING RAGE. It may not seem like him, but inside that tiny internal cashier is a black hole of fury. They likely dont put themselves at blame tho

🚆 - What is their answer to the trolley problem? - "Kill the five people. One of them has GOT to be a capitalist."

💧 - Random angst headcanon? - Pharaoh used to be addicted to smoking. More specifically, he probably smoked the entire time he was in the real world and only stopped bc he didnt have direct access to smoking in the Circus/didnt remember

💙 - Do they miss their S/O easily? How do they act when their S/O isn't around? - Oh, SO easily. And probably is slightly more irritable. "What the fuck do you want?" turns to a polite "Hello" the instant Abayomi walks in

Taika!

👊 - Are they quick to violence? - Depends on what you consider "violence". A little fun skirmish? Yeah. A full on rage-induced angsty battle? No.

🍓 - Do they eat their fruit and vegetables? What is their favorite fruit or vegetable? - Reluctantly, yes. I think they'd really like cauliflower though. Don't ask me why cause I don't know

🕷️ - What is their biggest fear? Do they have any irrational, mundane fears? - Getting lost. They'll play and explore all they want, but as soon as they realize they don't know where the orphanage is or where they are, they're petrified. Could that be considered "mundane"????

📣 - How loud are they? What do they speak like? Got a voice claim? - VERY loud. I don't know how to deacribe their voice, but their VC is The Collector from TOH.

⏳ - Are they usually late or on-time? - Fashionably late.

🚲 - Can they ride a bike? What do they remember from learning to ride a bicycle? - They can ride a bike easily!... with training wheels.

☄️ - What do people assume about them? Are they right? - "That thing is a fucking gremlin and would bite me. GET YO DOG BITCH! /ref" They are right.

Hex!

🍓 - Do they eat their fruit and vegetables? What is their favorite fruit or vegetable? - Yes! I think they'd love blueberries. "They're blue like me!"

☀️ - Are they a morning person? What's the first thing they do in the morning? - Yes!! They probably go brush their teeth and get clothed like the good kid they are

🌌 - What was the inspiration behind your OC? What was the first thing you decided about them? - Sparklers! and i wanted them to be a little upbeat kid. The original milo, but can still be traumatized /silly

📖 - Do they like reading? What's their favorite genre? - Yes!!!!! theyd love fantasy and fun fiction!

🎨 - Can they draw? What do they like to draw? - Well, yeah :3 They like drawing people the most! Their family!!!..... you saw that one mockup

❇️ - What is their most prized possession? What do they value? - Their art! And they value their family and friends above everything.

🌩️ - Are they scared of lightning? - Nope :3

Vamp!

😭 - What makes them cry? Do they cry easily? - Life. And... Sort of? They'll hold back tears with all of their might in front of other people but she will GLADLY cry all night if no one's with her

💐 - Create a bouquet for them! What do those flowers mean? Are any of the flowers their particular favorite? - orange lily. completely orange lily. immediately came to mind. literally just means "ur a stupid bitch" and i love her so much i give her orange lily bouquet

⚾ - Can they play sports? What is their best position if they play a team sport? What's their strong suit (speed, power, etc.)? - Scrawny ass bat cant do shit, so not WELL but... She'd like tennis a lot methinks. Just cause speed. Become a bat between hits or something. Speed!!!

💎 - How rich are they? Can they live the lifestyle they want to? - VERY, VERY, VERY rich. They're also a part of a cult (technically escaped, but still follows some of the values and has NOT recovered) so Absolutely Not

👖 - What is their go-to outfit? - Their cult robes

📏 - Is Vamp well educated? Where did they get their learning from? - Sort of? Depends on what you mean by that. Socially? No. Mathematically? No. Ask her about every section of the fragile, warm, WEAK human body, though, and she'll answer like a trained anatomical scientist of 60 years.

🌩️ - Are they scared of lightning? - WITHOUT A SHADOW OF A DOUBT, YES-

💓 - If they have a crush, is it noticable? What changes when they're in love? - They're the playground bully your mom says just has a crush on you. Bite bite bite bite. She's just being friendly

(NOTE: FUCK I MISTOOK THIS FOR THE BEATING HEART SO I GUESS YOU GET AN EXTRA FACT TOO!!

💓 - What gets their heart racing? - Tanya.)

Paper!

💢 - What are some habits they have that will take some getting used to? - They have a habit for reaching for Pen even when they aren't there. This has caused many occurrences if them falling off chairs.

🍟 - Do they order food often? Or do they prefer to cook their own food? - Pizza every damn night bro. Pen doesn't complain it hates doing dishes too

🌹 - Do they like Valentines' Day? Have they been confessed to before? Have they confessed to anyone before? - "Just another day to spoil my beloved partner, what's not to love?" I think Paper confessed to Pen first. No exes.

🎭 - Do they act differently around certain people? What's different between the way they act around friends, family, strangers, etc.? - Pen is the only person they are nice to. Everyone else they can and will bite the hands off of.

🎷 - Do they play any instruments? Are they any good at it? - They can play anything at all! Paper is sort of a shapeshifter, so whatever Pen can draw for them, they can play. Pen draws Paper as a talented guitarist and hands them one and they'll play just fine.

📦 - What are some "most likely to..." that can apply to them? - "Most likely to shoplift" and "most likely to lie horribly on their resume and STILL not get the job".

☁️ - A soft headcanon? - Paper loves watching Pen draw more than anything. It especially loves when Pen draws for it <3

💚 - What things make Paper feel comforted? Hugs, kisses, food? - Getting wrapped up in a blanket and sleeping in Pen's arms SPECIFICALLY. No one else.

Pen!

💤 - Do they fall asleep easily? What helps them sleep? - No. They like staying up allllll night long, but eventually Paper will SOMETIMES get them to just fucking sleep. Warm milk does the trick.

🍰 - When is their birthday? Do they like celebrating it? - November 1. And... Yes. They LOVE the attention-

🙈 - What's a side of Pen that they don't want to show to other people? - Their loving, caring side. It's easy for them to get wrapped up in being some scary unfeeling mysterious little guy (they fail at this btw). But Paper knows

💡 - Is Pen a planner? Do they write down every small detail or just wing it? - EVERY LAST DETAIL.

📚 - How were they at school? What is their best subject? What is their worst subject? Do they have a favorite subject? - They were fine at their studies. Their favorite and best subject, is, unsurprisingly, art, while their worst subject was history. Me too buddy me too

🔧 - Are they good at fixing relationships? Or do they tend to avoid doing so? - They're HORRIBLE at it and don't bother unless they really, really like the person.

🔥 - Do they have any self-destructive tendencies? What habits do they have that hinder them from becoming their best self? - They like to pick at their skin and scabs. They also don't care for food- not out of any ED, just don't care for it. It'll eat when Paper tells it to eat. (which is often)

💗 - If they have a crush, is it noticable? What changes when they're in love? - Unnoticable. Absolutely nothing changes- Until they're in a relationship. The moment it's official it's all snuggling and kisses.

Umbra!

👁️ - What color are their eyes? Do people notice their eyes? Is there anything special about them (shows emotion easily, literally magical, etc.)? - Their eyes are brown! She likes to cover her eyes with her hair, so not really. And,, other than them pretty much having infinite tears, no

🎂 - When is their birthday? Do they like celebrating it? - July 29! And, no. They hate celebrating it. They hate the attention it comes with and they never know what to say when getting gifts or compliments

🍃 - Do they enjoy being in nature? What is their favorite outdoor activity? - she Loves nature! with a capital L. She just likes taking walks or sitting around. She isnt much of an explorer but she'll go on a nice path or two

🏊 - Can they swim? Or are they afraid of water? How well do they swim? How do they feel about swimming in the ocean? - I think she could swim. She'd be okay with water because... yk... Kind of always falling around her eheh- I think she would be able to swim better than most people, and would think it would be fun (but a little scary) to swim in the ocean

🎤 - Are they good at singing? What is their go-to karaoke song? - Yes... i think she would have a really wind-chimey voice. She'd like New York by Fog Lake GO LISTEN TO THAT SONG RN

🎀 - How would they fit into other worlds/AUs? What AUs would you like to try out? What fictional world would they fit/not fit into? - AAAGH this is a hard one. She'd be the most PATHETIC villain in the villain au EVER. I also think that she'd be some sort of creature entirely of water in the weirdcore au idk, ,,,, They would fit well in Undertale as a waterfall creature methinks,, and she'd suck if you dropped her in Aperture Labs

🌟 - What do they think about when they look at the night sky? Is there someone they want to stargaze with? - Sarah <3 and also Sarah <3 She'd never ask though, too embarrassed

💌 - Do they like love letters? What kind of messages do they leave for their partner? - I think she would find them sweet but, once again, wouldn't know how to respond- She'd probably leave tiny notes for Sarah, but it would never go anything beyond a really gentle reminder with a heart

Blaze!

🤥 - Is he a good liar? Does he have "tells" to show he's lying? - A HORRIBLE liar. I think he'd tug at the neckline of his bandana while sweating or comically look away and roll on the balls of his feet

🥞 - What is their comfort breakfast? - hash browns

🌋 - How bad is their temper? Is it a slow boil, or an instant explosion? - I think it would be slow unless it was an extremely grave situation. Most of the time he'd be the "Okay, guys, let's not fight, I broke it, let me pay for it, it's fine" /ref (or not notice anyone was fighting at all-)

📸 - Do they enjoy having their picture taken? What's their go-to pose? Do they like taking photos? What do they take photos of? - I don't think they'd mind it :) He'd give a blank thumbs up every time. Once again I don't think he'd mind taking photos, he'd probably take photos of crops or wheat (tfw wheat field) or smth

🎁 - What types of presents would they be most happy to recieve? Are they good at gift-giving? - He'd love being given literally any food or anything handmade. Probably not good at gifting lol

⚙️ - What is Blaze's thoughts on science and art? Which do they give more importance to? How much value do they place on each? - Blaze would LOVE BOTH!! He'd probably think they're equally as important as one another. He'd value science more though cause he would probably say he's not creative

🌠 - If they could make any wish with no repercussions, what wish would they make? - "I wish I could be a cob o' corn. What d'ya mean, 'why'? I thought every'un wanted t' be a cob o' corn." Don't let Kyubey see this pt2

💙 - Do they miss their S/O easily? How do they act when their S/O isn't around? - Yeah <3 lovesick little man. He'd probably act the same with a bit more heart eyed cheek-in-their-hand swooning.

Dialtone!

👪 - What is their family like? What is Dialtone's relationship to them? Does Dialtone have any siblings? - Their family is rich. The rest? You'll have to wait and see

☕️ - Do they prefer hot or cold drinks? What is their favorite drink? - Hot! He likes bitter tea or black coffee

🙉 - What is the worst thing Dialtone could hear from someone? - Anything out of Ilas's fucking mouth

🍀 - Do they believe in luck? Are they lucky? - I don't think they believe in luck other than when trying to delusionally stop blaming themself for... Mmm maybe I should stop talking

🎵 - What is their playlist like? Their favorite artists? Do you associate a particular song with them? - They'd like sundots and Sparklehorse. Specifically Hello Lord by Sparklehorse. I have no other notes on this

🖍️ - What advice would you give to them? - "JUST FUCKING KICK ILAS OUT OKAY"

🌪️ - What is the biggest change you have ever made to them? How have they changed from their original version? - ...SOUP. SOUP I SWEAR TO G

❤️ - Their love language(s)? - Physical touch

Sisu!

😨 - When scared, do they go into "fight" or "flight"? - Freeze. Just do nothing. Can't do anything. Brain frozen up

🍧 - Do they still have any objects from their childhood? What significance does it have to them? What would their reaction be if they lost it? - Similar to Mix's answer to this. Not really

🕷 - What is their biggest fear? Do they have any irrational/mundane fears? - She is terrified of any and all medical things. She would scream louder if someone had a twisted ankle around her than if someone peacefully died in front of her

🌱 - What is their most vivid memory from childhood? - The white walls of the hospital.

✏️ - Is there a particular quote/lyric you associate with them? - SEEMS IT NEEEVER RAAINS IN SOOUTTHEERRN CALIIFORRNIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

📎 - A random fact? - She loves facing her fears! She used to be afraid of heights before she actually went out and explored them

💘 - What traits do they look for in a relationship? Do they believe in love at first sight? - Anyone who will actually listen to her. And, yes

This took three days

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

Vinegar and other summer drinks

@mdzs-is-rotting-my-brain

☀️⛱️🍉 a sun, beach, and watermelon for some fun, summery vibes.

I love writing summer-themed prompts so much <3

There are many drinks people enjoy during summer: ice cold water, lemonade, cocktails, smoothies - but right now, Lan Wangji is chugging liters upon liters of vinegar. He's basically about to pickle himself.

Wei Ying hangs over the beach bar's counter, elbows supporting him as he glances over the drink selection and makes various suggestions to the very flirty bartender. She mixes the drinks, winking towards Wei Ying as she does, performing various tricks with the shaker or the bottles. He cheers for the coolest ones, even claps.

He's so beautiful when he laughs, and the sun has kissed his skin as much as Lan Zhan does, but does he have to be so... nice to everyone?

Anyway, back to the bartender, Lan Zhan feels like she's doing all these things on purpose. Yes, it's a beach bar, she can't wear a suit, but that bikini top is way too small in Lan Zhan's opinion, and with how much she's moving around, it's public indecency waiting to happen.

She's dancing to the summery pop songs that she put on the speakers a bit too much, shouldn't she try to finish her work already? How long does it take to make a cocktail anyway?

The glass is nearly filled up, thankfully, and Lan Zhan just wants to pay and whisk his husband away, maybe freshen up the hickies on his neck - but the lady rummages in the cabinets underneath the bar and soon, a plate of watermelon pieces joins the cocktail glass.

"On the house." she announces, with a smile. "A snack for a snack."

Wei Ying plucks Lan Zhan's card out of his hand and pays, leaving a hefty tip for the bartender as he picks up his items and takes a seat at the bar's cozy little sitting area near the sea shore.

"That girl really knows what she's doing, this cocktail is so good! Wanna try?"

It's way too early for Lan Zhan to drink, so he shakes his head, instead reaching for a piece of watermelon. The fruit is juicy and sweet, and he sees why the bartender likened it to Wei Ying. He too is very juicy and very sweet.

"See, there's a point to me flirting with everyone, we get extra stuff!" Wei Ying laughs, "You should try it too. You're even hotter than me, I bet you could get us free everything!"

Lan Zhan huffs. "Ridiculous. I can pay."

"Okay, mr. Moneybags, but getting things for free is a lot more fun! It's the principle of the thing."

"Isn't it unfair, to flirt without any serious intention?"

Wei Ying picks up a piece of watermelon and bites into it. "Honestly, if anyone sees the way you look at me and still thinks I'm available, that's on them."

"And how do I look at you?"

"Like you want to break me, but in a good way."

"Fair enough. Let's go."

"Go where?"

"So I can break you."

[ramlightly]

OMG I just now learned that Hollyhock in my native language is "Mallva" - and I've been following you for so long and have JUST realised what that flower actually is! I just wanted to tell you 'cause it gave me a "whoa"-moment, hehe

Hollyhock was actually my grandmother's favourite flower, but my dad never wanted to have it in our garden because it gives him some hospital connotations (in our country we do have them around hospitals quite often bc they're huge, bright and not too hard to take care of), BUT at some point our granny started to spend every summer with us at our countryhouse and her and mom teamed up and talked dad into planting them - and then mom, being a gardening-berserk she is, managed to find a thousand and one different kinds, and most of them bloomed MARVELOUSLY, so dad had no choice but to love them as well :))) He admitted that he was prejudiced and now he finds them glorious and impressive~

Granny passed away at the end of 2019 at the age of 83, I think of her every time I see hollyhocks in our garden. She was a stoic, extremely hard-working and a bit mischievous person, she was born in a tiny village in Ukraine, survived the war, managed to get a passport and move to Russia with her husband, then she had to stop working when she first got pregnant and struggled with depression for many years after, but survived that as well, so now my mom and aunt exist, me and my sister exist as well - all because she walked to school through forests and snows for several hours every day when she was much, much younger than us. It's hard to say, but I'm actually glad she doesn't see the hell that's happening right now. She spoke many times of how she missed her homeland, it would be absolutely devastating for her.

So, that's a story for you, I really thought of you when I learned this new knowledge about Mallva the Hollyhock, I absolutely LOVE your art and wish you all the best! ☀️☀️☀️

Aw that's very sweet, your granny sounded like a lovely person! Hollyhocks are a wonderful and very pretty flower, a whole garden of them sounds lovely.

[toomanysurveys9]

What was the name of the main character in the last book you read? I don’t remember what book I last read. It was probably a children’s book though. I don’t really get to read for fun anymore.

Do you own a pair of Disney pajamas? Probably.

What are three of your favorite toppings for salads? Aside from the must-haves, like lettuce, spinach, carrots, sometimes purple cabbage, and hard-boiled eggs... croutons, cheese (usually cheddar), and ranch.

What was the last place you went out to eat? Uhm. Went to Texas Roadhouse this past Friday for girls’ night with one of my younger sisters, her best friend, and my cousin. My cousin’s asshole husband and two of her little loves joined us too though so it wasn’t really girls’ night at that point.

Do you have a lot of clutter in your home? My house is a fucking disaster right now. I cannot wait for my parents to get their own place in the next few months.

What was the last pill you took? 💊 Cold and flu medicine. I’m about to take some pain meds though. I have a dull ache in my right knee and hip.

Are you happy with your current doctor? 👩‍⚕️ For the most part, yes. he is so nice.

Is there a bottle of Benadryl in your medicine cabinet? There’s off brand allergy meds for children and adults.

Do you take vitamins? No. I probably should but I don’t.

Does your hair need to be washed right now?

So badly.

What was the last thing you ate? A slim jim. I really wanted one for whatever reason. I’m usually not a huge fan of them.

Do you prefer pizza or hot dogs? 🌭 🍕 Pizza.

What is your favorite pizza topping? 🍕 Ham, bacon, and pineapple lately. Is your dad a jerk? No, I wouldn’t describe him as a jerk.

What color are your fingernails painted? My nails aren’t painted.

Is anyone in your family currently in the military? My brother is in the national guard.

What was the last thing you bought at the dollar store? Snacks and pregnancy tests. Just out of precaution because my periods haven’t returned since I had Nora yet but she’s still nursing.

Are prices of things going up where you live? Yeah. It’s pretty scary right now.

What color was the last carpet you sat on? It was at work. I think it’s like a grayish-blue but I am drawing a blank on the for sure color.

What is your favorite dog breed? Husky or akita mixes. I’m a bit bias to my pups though.

When was the last time you wore make-up? 💄 It’s been a very long time.

What was the last thing you ordered at the last restaurant you went to? I got the 8 oz sirloin (half of that was brought home), loaded mashed potatoes, and a house salad.

What was the last thing you wore that was pink? I don’t remember. Probably a toy necklace.

Name three people you know, if any, that currently live in another country. Sofia (this super sweet girl my brother has been talking to since September and is currently visiting).

Name three people you know who are from another country (and what countries?) I only could think of Sofia.

What are your grandmas’ names? Brenda (my mom’s biological mom), Susie (my dad’s biological mom), Dee (my mom’s foster mom), and Debbie (my mom’s stepmom).

If applicable, who lives across the hall from you? We live in a four-bedroom house. My kids’ and sisters’ rooms are closest to mine.

Have you ever heard of “fairy hair”? (It’s tinsel in the hair that gets put in permanently…it’s like tinsel highlights.) I have not. It sounds terrible..

Have you found any gray hairs on your head? I have not.

If applicable, how old were you when you found your first gray hair? I haven’t yet. I’ll be thirty this year.

Do you think you will dye your hair when it’s gone gray? I doubt it.

Do you have a sister-in-law? I do.

Do you have a brother-in-law? Nothing official, but yes. Two of my sisters (Erin and Ashley) are both in long-term committed relationships and also have children with their partners. I’m finally an aunt. :)

When was the last time you went swimming? 👙 ☀️ Last summer.

Do you own a bikini? No. I would not be comfortable after having three kids.

What color is your bike, if you own one? I don’t have one.

If you were a rockstar, what color guitar would you have? 🎸 I don’t know. Probably at least a light blue one. And a black one.

Does your home have carpeted floors? Our room is the only one with carpet, but it’s all tore up, so we will probably change that soon.

What color was the last scarf you wore? I don’t remember. I don’t usually wear scarfs.

What was the last spicy thing you ate? I don’t remember. I don’t really eat spicy foods.

Do you like sushi? 🍣 I’ve honestly never really tried it because I really don’t like fish.

When was the last time you had sushi? 🍱 ^^^

Can you see a box from where you are sitting right now? No. But I see several plastic bins.

Would you rather sing or dance? 🎤 💃 Sing for sure. I cannot dance. I can sometimes sing.

What color was the last sports bra you wore, if applicable?

Black and gray.

What is your nicest neighbor’s name? Jim.

Would you rather have a personal chef or personal house cleaner? House cleaner. All day. I can’t keep up with the number of animals and people that live in my house right now. It’s so gross in here right now.

Do you have any zits on your face right now? Yeah. Masks are wonderful.

Do you wear glasses or contacts? Neither.

How many Britney Spears albums have you owned? A couple when I was little.

What was the first concert you went to? I don’t remember. I just know it was at the local fair.

Do you like cheese? 🧀 Yeah. What are three of your favorite things to sprinkle cheese on top of? Chili, salads, and spaghetti.

What are three of your favorite bakery items? Pumpkin muffins, banana nut muffins or bread, and croissants.

When was the last time you went to a bakery? 🧁 Yesterday I went to a place that has a bakery, does that count?

Do you prefer coffee or chai? ☕️ Coffee.

Do you know what “chai” means? Yeah.

What are three other names you like that start with the same letter as your name? Marlene, Megan, and Mary.

What are three creative hobbies you enjoy? Music. That’s really the main one.

Is there a bag or basket of yarn somewhere in your home? 🧶 Probably in my sister’s room.

Do you ever wear skirts? Very, very rarely.

Would you rather have a tattoo of a skull or a flower? I already have a flower tattoo - it’s my matching tattoo with my mom.

Have you ever had to take steroids? 💊 Probably.

What are three of the worst withdrawal effects or side effects you have experienced from a medication? 💊 Uh, I haven’t ever had anything too serious that I can remember. I’ve had some pretty bad dizziness, dry mouth, and nausea though.

What are three things you like about church? I don’t go to church. I’m not a religious person.

What are three things you dislike about church?

Does your town have a horse and carriage company? I honestly don’t know. Who are three of the biggest jerks you know? Jacob can be. Lol. Uhm. On a real note... Jason and Christian. 

Have you ever met a Jason that you didn’t like? Well, the only Jason I know sexually abused me as a child so there’s that.

Have you ever had a friend named Sarah? I do currently actually at work.

Did you go to school with a Suzy? Not that I recall.

What was the name of the person who bullied you the most in high school? Micah was the meanest one.

Do you know someone named Matthew? Yeah. I’m not a huge fan of Matthews either.

…Mark? Yes. The Marks I know have been nice.

….Luke? Yes.

….John? Yeah.

Have you ever been friends with an Ashley? My sister is named Ashley. We used to be friends I guess.

….an Emily? Yeah, in elementary school.

….a Jessica? Yes. Not so much anymore.

….a David? That’s my dad’s name.

Have you ever dated a Matthew? Nope. 

Who was the last person you remember hanging up on you? Probably my mom.

How’s your heart? Are you wounded? 💔 Eh. Could be better, could be worse.

What was the last type of pie you ate? Probably apple pie.

Are you happy today? Not really. They made new positions at work. One of them is a lead float position, which floating is my primary job at work these days. I’m applying for the promotion but I’m 99.9% sure I’m not going to get it and that they really shouldn’t be having people apply or interview because I am 99.9% sure that they already planned on giving it to Shannon when they made the position anyways even though I’m just as qualified and I’ve been there the longest. I also am the one that gets thrown on all of the kids and never complains about it. 

What time did you wake up this morning? I officially got up at 6:15 AM.

And last but not least, did you enjoy this survey? It was okay.

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The Winner ☁️

Pairing: Husband! Chris Evans x Famous! Reader

Word count: 1,144

Summary: Chris is Y/n's number one fan, there’s no doubt about it

Warnings: none

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Requests are open!

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(Y/n's P.O.V)

“Your skin is lookin' good hun” Grace my makeup artist said, applying on my moisturiser,

“all thanks to you” I said back, making eye contact with her in the mirror. Today was the day we carried out the photoshoot for my newest movie, the premise of the movie was that i’d portray a spy on an extremely important mission of discovering where a virus began.

One of my most exciting pieces.

“You excited for the shoot today?”

“Well yeah, but this latex suit is freaking annoying with all the sounds it makes every time i move” I shifted uncomfortably in the chair, the friction from the latex making an unflattering noise.

“Well you look sexy as hell girl, don’t even worry bout it”

“I guess so, i’m jus hella sweaty right now”

With the conversation growing quiet, Grace continued with applying my makeup, with the occasional instruction to move my head in a certain direction. My hair was styled down, just with added volume and waves, kind of like an 80s type of do.

“All done Mrs Evans, now get your ass out there before Lindsey kills me because you’re late”

“Thank you so much Grace, catch up later yeah?”

“Of course, of course”

Heading out of the dressing room, I carried my black boots in my hand as I was intending on putting them on in the actual shoot.

“Alright Y/n you ready for your shots?”

“As ready as i’ll ever be babes” I called out, struggling to pull my boots on due to how secure they are.

“Now remember, your movie is being called the movie of the year, we wanna wow them with the advertising and merchandise”

“Yes ma'am, just make me look good please” I smiled back playfully, getting in front of the backdrop.

“Oh please, you are a stunning woman, all I need to do is press the button”

(15 minutes later)

“Right i’ve ran out of poses” I breathed out, the summer heat getting to me in this suit, multiple people rushing over to me to touch up my makeup.

“Well let’s see what we have so far then”

Walking over to behind the camera, Lindsey shuffled through the collection of photos she had acquired.

“Ok that one is a winner Y/n, people will go crazy over this one” Lindsey said pointing at a photo of me, I was standing facing forwards with one hand on my waist, my hand was holding a gun in the air and my hair was falling perfectly behind me.

“Yeah I like that one a lot actually” I said looking closely at it, a playful smirk on my face on the photo.

“If that doesn’t shout A-Class Hollywood star, then I dont know what does” Lindsey said positioning the camera back onto the tripod.

“Ok we can take a 15 minute break everyone, I know it’s hard in this heat”

With everyone dispersing to do their own thing, I was about to walk over to the table with my phone on it, when someone suddenly pulled my waist back towards them.

“Gotcha bub” A voice spoke into my ear, their breath fanning my neck.

“Chris?” I said, pulling the arms from around my waist and turning around to face him.

“What are you doing here?” I asked confused, he told me this morning he had an interview with A starting point.

“Got to make sure you’re well fed” He replied holding up a McDonalds bag with a smile on his face.

“What would I do without you, my dear husband” Pulling him back towards me, I cupped his face in my hand caressing his beard softly with my thumbs before pulling him in for a sweet kiss.

“I would love to continue this kiss babe, but I am starving”

I said reaching for the bag by his side, “you are unbelievable Y/n Evans” He smirked, his hands settling on my waist.

“You gonna join me in my dressing room or what?”

“Don’t have to ask me twice” He said wrapping his arm around my waist, already heading in the direction of my room. Only to be interrupted by an excited Lindsey coming out of the room herself.

“Y/n good news, agency are thrilled with that one photo of you, you’re free to go”

“Wait really?”

“Hell yeah girl, told you it was a winner”

“What? I wanna see” Chris butted in,

“Ohhhh wait till you see this Chris, it’s monumental” Lindsey said walking towards the computer screen and clicking onto the photo itself.

“Holy G- is there anyway I can get like, a massive print out of that or something?” Chris asked seriously, his eyebrows furrowed in desire.

“Babe stop it” I laughed grabbing onto his bicep

“You think m'jokin but i’m being serious baby, I want copies of that”

“I think we can arrange that” Lindsey replied laughing, giving me her email so that she’d be able to send the pics to us later on.

“You are crazy” I said to him, walking to my dressing room, the open nugget packet in my hand.

“What you’re telling me that you’d pass the opportunity to get a photo like that if it was of me”

“Well no-“

“Well then I don’t want to hear it, why would I not want a poster of my hot wife. D'ya think they’d let you bring that suit home with you?”

“Why?” I quirked, already unzipping this latex cage.

“I like the look of it, that’s all” Chris said back innocently, although the look in his eyes said a completely different story.

“Uhuh sure hun, actually I do think this suit was customised to fit me so I kinda might have to take it home”

I said turning around and putting on some sweats and a hoodie, only to turn around to see Chris folding up my black latex suit and packing it into my duffle bag.

“You’re that into it bub?” I asked teasingly walking over to him.

“I’m into anything you’re in baby, it’s the fact you’re in it”

(Time Skip - A few weeks later)

Thank the heavens, promotions for my new movie were over, these past few weeks had been exhausting. Opening the front door to the house, I was met with silence although I could hear the slight sound of thumping coming from the upstairs.

Beginning my trek up, I could begin to hear Chris talking

“What d'ya think Dodge, should we put your momma this way or over here?”

'what the hell is he doing' I thought, opening the door to Chris turning around immediately looking like he’d been caught doing something atrocious

“NO WAY CHRISTOPHER, WE CANNOT HAVE THAT PHOTO OF ME BESIDE THE BED” I exclaimed watching him starting to hammer nails into the wall,

“Yeah but baby, it’s on my side of the bed”

[tokoyamisstuff]

could I get some petname headcanons for the pillars from Demon Slayer?

Giyu Tomioka

Not rly the romantic one tbh

Would rather just call you by your first name (or a shortened version of your name at max)

When he realizes that it means something to you, he'll try at least

But knowing this guys social skills, it'll be very cringe

Do you know the scene in Boruto where Sasuke calls his daughter his 'little peanut'? Yeah about that level of cringe

Won't understand why you're laughing

But in the end making you smile isn't a bad thing, right?

Shinobu Kochō

Y'all be thinking she showers you in words like 'my pretty butterfly' right? Wrong.

She's a bully, basically

Will find every possible way to call you an 'idiot' without actually sounding like an insult

Likes to pick on sth you're insecure about and turn it into a nickname just so you get over it

Better not make her angry she knows a lot of foul words to call you, no hard feelings tho

Calls you "Boo" and a lot of other cheesy stuff just to mess with you, but she also kinda likes those names fr

If she actually uses a proper nickname on you: Run. You have fucked up big time. "Darliiiing, come here. I'm not mad at all!"

Just has a weird kinda love language, but she sure will compliment you in other ways

Gyomei Himejima

A total drama queen

But also very romantical

Will write poems trying to describe his feelings for you, goes fully "shall I compare thee to a summers day"

Calls you stuff like "treasured angel", "precious light" and his "muse"

Isn't shy to go full monologue shall someone ever ask about you

Rengoku Kyōjurō

A big cinnamon roll

Huge amount of love for detail, puts a lot of work in his petnames and the whole relationship in general

Nicknames will be very personal

Like your favourite color or pet, or even a feature of you he adores

Yet also a little dull and blunt, so he might overdo it sometimes

For example accidentally embarass you or reveal a secret through his nickname

I could totally see him call you random stuff like "sleepyhead" or his "ember"

Shinazugawa Sanemi

This dude says the most sweetest shit with the most creepiest expression

I'd like to imagine he's a very big softie in private

Like, lying in bed while playing with your hair and just pouring his heart out about how much he loves you

Is very held back, serious and respectful with his words

Affectionately calls you "my love" or simply his "beauty"

Obviously not into PDA so in front of others he'll just call you his "partner, anyone of y'all got a problem with that?!"

Kanroji Mitsuri

Loooooooves to shower you in every single nickname there is

You'll rarely hear your own name coming out of her mouth, unless it's serious

Since she's a passionate eater will probably call you stuff like "honey" "pumpkin" "muffin" "cupcake" or "sweetiepie"

She's also a bit immature so she'll also joke around with the names sometimes

When she feels more serious or just plain happy she will call you her "darling"

Iguro Obanai

Will 100% call you his "better half" and we all know why he does🥲

Can't believe you're actually dating, totally overchallenged. Is this a dream?

So he utters sth like "holy shit" at so many occasions you already think it's your nickname lmao

Whenever you do or say sth sweet, look good or just enjoy a romantic moment together he starts cursing silently because he doesn't think he deserves it

Sometimes when you're alone he whispers something like you're his "reason to keep fighting" or his "will to live"

When he's more comfortable, his favourite nickname for you is "sunshine" since you never fail to brighten up his mood and banish the darkness in his mind☀️

Uzui Tengen

What can I say? This man knows exactly what he's doing

He loves to brag, openly calling you his "next wife/husband/partner" in front of others

Covers the whole range from "babe" to "princess", likes variety

Creates his own nicknames for you so they'll sound extra flashy

One would think he'd tell everyone how beautiful, strong etc. you are, but that doesn't need to be said.

It's a no-brainer that the most amazing man also has the most amazing partner!

[growing-wonders]

Good afternoon, everyone. How are you doing? Did you have a good New Years Eve? We are happy to see you again, and to share another year with you on here, and we hope you’re all safe and well. It’s been one week since the last update, and a wonderful week at that. We’re still getting ���adjusted” to, if you can even call it that, it being 2022 now, and we’re no longer in 2021. My husband and I (well, more myself than him), sometimes get confused when we look at our calendar, and to be expected, not much have changed, you know. But it’s been good, and I hope that 2022 has been good to you, too, so far. Anyway, moving on. This is a long post, so grab a blanket, maybe some hot cocoa, and let's get started! Now, I’m not sure if I’ve mentioned this on here (guess who needs to read her old posts once in a while), but I know my sister have mentioned it on her own blog. She and her family have moved into a house in Rosewood Park, so that means we live closer to each other now, and to our brother, Aiden, as well. They still have the house in Dreamer’s Bay, but it’s mostly used for when her husband works late and can’t make it back to Rosewood Park (everyone needs to rest, and Sam is no different.) They also plan to maybe live there during the Summers, to be close to the Beach ☀️

Oh well, this is the first post of 2022, so let’s make this a good one. Back in November 2020, this crazy Mom decided to make a post with our Clair and her little cousins, all born in 2019. Yes, both of my siblings and myself welcomed one or more babies in 2019, so when we all got together shortly after the Quadruplets first birthday, I thought it would be fun to put all of them in matching wintersuits, and take a picture (check it here.) Oh, and this should be enough to let you know why I just called myself “crazy.” Six wild toddlers and a camera? Did I still have hair on my head after? Good question.

Now, so I thought, what would be cuter than to get everyone together again, and take a new picture for the start of the new year? Pretty damn cute, I know. But of course, that didn’t go as planned. Aiden and his family would travel to Italy on January 1st, to visit family there, so I only managed to get our sister to join. But fret not, WE WILL DO THIS! We got the kids, we got the matching outfits, and we got the cameras, so when our brother is back from vacation, we’re ready! The sad part is, they will not be back anytime soon. No, they plan to stay in Italy for one whole MONTH, and as much as I will miss spending time with them, I get it. Aiden’s husband was born in Italy, and most of his family still live there, and because of this, they don’t see them often. So of course, I understand. Family is important.

I don’t want to wait one month to update so soon after new years, and my sister often comes by when our husbands are at work. That way, we won’t be alone for hours, and we can help each other take care of the little ones. Four hands are better than two, even when the number of kids doubles, haha.

For the photos above, we tried to make as similar to the photo we took back in 2020. Maegan even convinced Chenoa and Isla to let her do their hair the same. They’re not big fans of this hairstyle anymore. “We’re not little babies,” they said, but then allowed her to do it. And they have much longer and wilder hair now, and very little patience. It looked challenging, alright. The jackets we bought a long time ago. Little kids grow incredibly fast, and since none of them could fit into their wintersuits when Fall came, it was time to get something new for everyone. Let me tell you, I’m so thankful that these kids LOVE to wear matching clothes, and for how sweet and cooperative they were for this 💕

LEFT TO RIGHT: KELE 💜 LEONEL 💙 CHENOA 🧡 ISLA 💛 CLAIR ❤️

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Chris Evans Pregnancy Scenarios #4 ☁️

Pairing: Husband! Chris x Wife! Reader

Word count: 872

Summary: Back again with Y/n and Chris during their pregnancy♥️

Warnings: None

Requests are open! ✨

Likes, Comments and Re-blogs are appreciated♥️

-Sweet Summer Walks

(Y/n’s P.O.V)

Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love summer especially when i’m one of the lucky ones that isn’t heavily affected by hay fever. However, this summer has to be my most uncomfortable one, at 7 months pregnant.

“This is unbearable” I breathed out laying in a starfish position on the bed, the air conditioning on full blast in the bedroom.

“CHRISSSSS!” I dragged out as loud as I could, hearing his heavy footfalls thundering up the stairs rapidly.

“Yes?! what’s happening?!” He replied out of breath, both his hands grabbing onto the doorframe as his knuckles turned white.

“Take me on a walk please baby?” I said turning my head towards him, jutting out my bottom lip. He stood taller now, his arms crossed over his chest as he smiled at me goofily.

“Is that all you wanted me for?” He asked playfully, taking long strides towards the bed his arms reaching out to pull me up to stand.

“That, and also I could not get up by myself”

I whispered embarrassed

“There we go” Chris said chuckling, his arms wrapped themselves around me, his lips placing soft kisses onto the top of my head

“But can we go on a walk though like seriously?” I said looking up at him.

“Yeah of course, anything for my beautiful baby mama” He winked at me, his hands rubbing my protruding stomach gently. Walking me over to the armchair in our room, he sat me down before walking into our closet and pulling out a pair of sneakers.

“Are these okay?” He asked holding up my pink running shoes.

“Mhm yep thank you” I replied quietly, watching as he put each shoe on my foot before tying the laces.

“Alright, you ready to go?”

(Time Skip To actually walking)

Chris drove us to a local nature reserve with a boardwalk, the one where we went for our first date. Holding my hand firmly but gently in his, we started walking along the wooden path, a gentle silence accompanying the air.

Chris stopped suddenly, turning to look towards me opening his mouth, before closing it again.

“What? do I have something on my face?” I ask laughing slightly, he shook his head as a reply before dipping down and placing a chaste kiss on my lips.

“I was about to say something, but I looked at you and forgot what I wanted to say”

“Aww you’re such a flirt Evans” I said trying to brush off the dirt pink blush creeping onto my cheeks.

“Only for you honey, only for you” He said resuming to walk, swaying our intertwined hands in the process.

When around 15 minutes into our walk, he let go of my hand and walked towards a tree beside us. At his tall stature he could easily reach the branches, pulling down one and pulling a flower off the edge. Before walking back towards me, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear then adding in the flower.

“There, now your outfit is complete” He grinned, adjusting the red flower which now matched my warm toned outfit.

- Piano Recital

(Chris' P.O.V)

Adjusting the new piano sheets on the stand, Y/n sat next to me, her hands cradling her bump with her head laying on my shoulder lovingly.

“Is he still kicking you love?” I asked putting a hand gently on where our son usually kicked, glancing at the clock showing it had turned 5am.

“Yeah, but he can’t help it. Can you lil guy?” She said smiling tenderly at her stomach before meeting my eyes, noticing I was spaced out she leant forward and pressed her lips to mine; instantly sending my heart to go 1000000 miles an hour. God I am so in love with her and our baby.

“I’m sure you want to hear your daddy playing before you sleep huh?” Y/n asked her bump, only receiving a harsh kick in return which we took as a yes.

This was a routine now, our little man would not sleep or calm down unless he heard me playing piano. So it became normal for Y/n and I to spend time together at the piano, singing lullabies and humming to our baby, a moment I wish would last forever.

“Alright bub you ready?” I asked my gorgeous wife, as my fingers were hovering over the keys, seeing her nod.

Letting my fingers play the sweet melody, I watched as his kicks against the skin of her stomach became less frequent, Y/n's head starting to lay heavier on my shoulder, a sign both my son and his mother had fallen asleep.

Slowly stopping to hit the piano keys, I reached over and pulled up her tank top, her gorgeous stomach staring back at me. Resting my hand at the top, I felt the slight movements of my son, a few tears starting to build in my eyes.

“mmm Chris? are you done hun?” I heard Y/n whisper out quietly, her hand laying on top of mine on her stomach.

“Yeah baby, i’m done for the night” I said softly, tucking my head into her neck, whispering sentences of love and gratitude about everything that was to come.