#otto family

[jules-loves-lukecastellan]

| Oliver Otto x boy! Reader

𖦹Warnings𖦹: Some family problems

𖦹Summary𖦹 Reader having a sleepover with Oliver :)

“Stop talking about Harvard for one second and kiss me!”

You were packing up your black and blue overnight bag. You’d be spending the night at your boyfriend, Oliver’s house for the first time! You were his first boyfriend and he was yours, so it took your parents some getting used to, but they came around eventually to the idea of a sleepover with your amazing boyfriend. “Ok, are you sure you have everything?” your mom said with concern laced in her voice. “Toothbrush? Pajamas? Phone?” “Yes mom I have everything! And even if I forgot something I have no doubt in my mind that Oliver will help me out with it.” You said, leaning your head back on the passenger seat of your 1965 red Porsche, looking out the window. “Ew, I don’t want you using any of that poor family stuff.” Your mom said, making a face as if she just ate a sour lemon. You looked at her with furrowed brows and your mouth agape. “Mom you can’t say that! They aren’t poor. They’re…” You were dumbfounded as you genuinely tried to think of an answer. It’s not that you were snobby, it's just, being rich was all you knew. I mean you were only a few hundred away from being as rich as the Bardford family. “They're… comfortable.” You said, proud of your word choice.

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As you made your way from your mom’s car to the Otto family’s front door, your heart was pounding out of your chest. Sure, you met Oliver’s family a few dozen times, but that was only when you and Oliver were studying or hanging out with Cooper as a group. This would be the first time you faced his family, alone. You took a deep breath as you made your hand into a fist, ready to knock on the door. But, you felt sweat dripping down your armpits, making its way down your body. “Ugh! I can’t be a sweaty mess right now!” You whisper shouted, praying no one would hear you outside the door. You took your deodorant from the side pocket of your bag and quickly ran some over your armpits. “Ok (reader), you got this! It’s only Ollie’s mom. And dad… and sisters…” You shakily said, not doing a good job at comforting yourself. You took one final deep breath before you knocked on the door.

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The door flew open, revealing Anna-Kat, Oliver’s little sister. You smiled down at her saying, “Hi Anna-Kat! How’ve you been?” She just stepped forward, and wrapped her arms around our torso. You were a bit taken aback, but hugged her back slowly. You never really got this type of affection from your family. “Anna-Kat! Get off my boyfriend.” Oliver projected, as he walked

down the stairs, wearing an orange checkered long sleeve collared shirt and blue, slim fit, jeans. “Oh, I don’t mind Oliver, really.” You said as you bent down to Anna-Kat’s level, wrapping your arms around Anna-Kat’s shoulders. “(Reader), you don’t have to be nice to my little sister every time you see her.” Oliver said as he made his way over to you, prying Anna-Kat off of you, and giving you a massive, suffocating, hug. You hugged back, obviously. You loved the way he smelled, so fresh, and so clean. You both parted from the hug, looking into each other’s eyes, admiring each other’s features. How his eyes were brown, with green emeralds sprinkled in them. How his freckles across his face looked like angel kisses, how his eyelashes… “Are you two going to just keep looking stupid at each other, or are you going to have dinner?” Katie, Oliver’s mom said. “Oh! I’m so sorry Mrs. Otto!” You said, immediately walking away from Oliver and over to the island, where you said hi to both Mrs. and Mr. Otto. “Have you eaten yet (reader)?” Mr. Otto asked you, eyebrow raised in confusion as he brought the caesar salad to the table where Taylor and Anna-Kat were sitting. “Oh it’s ok Mr. Otto. I had tofu a couple hours ago with Javier (one of your many housekeepers).” “Are you sure? It’s sloppy joe night!” Mr. Otto said in a sing-song type voice. “Greg, if the kid passes up my sloppy joes, let them pass it on! More for me – I mean us!” Mrs. Otto said, bringing the main course to the center of the table. 

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The Otto family table was filled with chatter and laughter about their days, cracking jokes about something embarrassing that happened to one of Katie’s enemies, or something like that. “So (reader), how’s your life been? School? Your parents?” Mrs. Otto had asked you. Noticing you weren’t really talking. It wasn’t your fault, you just felt a little overwhelmed. You didn’t usually spend dinner with other people besides maybe a few security guards or maids. “Life’s good!” You said with enthusiasm. “Uhm.. school’s good too. Same old same old.” You had said, not really knowing what to say. It’s not like you could tell Oliver’s whole family about you and Oliver holding hands in the hallway or how you would sneak a kiss behind his locker door before you guys both go to class. “And uhm… My parents are good. I think…” You said with uncertainty in your voice. “You think?” Mrs. Otto said confusingly. “Uh yea my Dad hasn’t been here for a little over a month because of work and my mom’s only been here for around a day or two, before she’s off to Dubai.” You said with a sad smile on your face. “Oh really? Why is your Mom going to Dubai?” Mrs. Otto asked, taking a bite out of her portion of the caesar salad. As hard as she tried to not get any of the juicy stuff from her son’s boyfriend, she couldn’t help herself! She had to tell something good to Doris and Angela at second breakfast. “Oh.. uhm… well…” You stuttered out, trying to find an actual reason why your mom was leaving again, other than that she wanted to spend everywhere, but with her own kid. When you didn’t respond, Mrs. Otto got the hint and continued on to a new topic with Taylor, probably something about her recent D in Math. You then began to really wonder why your mom was leaving again. Your breathing was picking up and your knee started bouncing. Oliver took note of this and quickly put his hand around your shoulder, signaling to you that he was here for you, no matter what. You turned your head to look at him, giving him a soft smile, letting him know that you calmed

down. You didn’t know you could delve deeper into the deep sea of love with Oliver, but somehow you had. And that was the moment you knew that you guys would last forever. 

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After dinner, you and Oliver went up to his room, where you both would be staying for the night. You set your bag down and got your pajamas out. They were a dark turquoise button up set, in a silky material. “Wow… we’ve been dating for what, eight months now? And you have yet to get me a matching pair of your pajamas.” Oliver said jokingly as he looked at your neatly folded pajamas that said your initials in the chest and hip area in a golden color. You laughed softly as you walked up to him, placing your hands around his neck. “I’ll get you some soon, promise.” You said as you looked from his eyes to his lips. He had noticed because he decided to lean in slowly, which signaled you to lean in too. Your lips met and it felt right. It felt as if your lips were molded by the angels above to specifically only fit each other. You pulled away and Oliver kept trying to kiss you, from your cheek all the way down to your hand as you pulled away farther, trying to get your pajamas so you could shower. After you both had showered, you both decided to go downstairs and watch a movie. Oliver got a big, fluffy blanket and you turned the TV on, trying to choose a movie to watch. Oliver returned with a blanket to cover the both of you with, and you chose to watch the movie Clueless. After all… Oliver had never seen it! I mean how uncultured can the boy be? Anyways, you turned on the movie and you both laid down, Oliver spooning (Is that right?) you, as you both paid attention to Cher talking to Dionne about how she got a C in debate and how her father was going to kill her. The movie came to a close about an hour or so later and you guys both got up as you turned the TV off and Oliver got the blanket off your bodies, robbing you of not only Oliver’s warmth, but the blanket’s warmth too. “Y’know babe… You kinda dress like the blonde girl from the movie.” Oliver had said to you, eyebrows furrowed. “Awh! Thanks Ollie! I try to be as fashionable as Cher…” You said with a smile on your face. This proves that Oliver pays attention to your interests and the way you like to express yourself through clothing.

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You both walked tiptoed back upstairs, not daring to make a sound that would risk waking anyone up. When you both made it to Oliver’s room, you got your toothbrush from your bag as you both went into the bathroom to brush and floss your guys’ teeth. After that, you both went back to his room, immediately jumping into his full sized bed, claiming your side of the night. Oliver chuckled as you cozied up in his sheets and comforter. “It smells soooo gooood.” You said, breathing in all of the scent of Oliver’s sheets. “Ok babe I think it’s time to go to bed.” Oliver said with a big smile on his face as he got in bed right next to you, kissing you goodnight. “Goodnight babe. I love you” You said before turning on your back, facing the ceiling. “I love you too.” Oliver said, before doing the same. As he was about to nod off, he felt something on his chest. He opened his eyes, and it was your head, ear right where his heart was. You both then had a very peaceful sleep, waking up in the same position as you had woken up.

𖦹A/n𖦹: I hope you enjoyed this one! I really liked writing this one so much. Sure I love writing for bby boy Luke but I wanted to expand beyond that. Oliver and Cooper currently hold a special place in my heart lol so you’ll be seeing more of them on this page <3

Love ya!

-jules🎀

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[otto-serena]

Family Otto Textposts

@otto-troy

[all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone]

Blood Runs Thicker Than Water

Another Otto family edit because they deserved better and yes, I'm still pissed about how the show ended.

Leave Troy, Serena, Tracy and their happiness ALONE Tracy is her parent's daughter and you can't change my mind

[americanhousewifeottofamily]

No bc why did they end on a cliffhanger 😭😭😭

[cthaehart]

Someone help him

[greenqueenhightower]

The primary reason I love the Greens is that they are so messed up. They are not perfect, they are not disinfected and favored by the narrative, and they are raw to the bone; they are real.

Aegon is as real as a devastated and soul-crushed father gets whose grief translates to anger and violence. Helaena’s silent inner turmoil and anguish haunt the Red Keep. Alicent has become a wreck as she weighs this tragedy the only way she knows how: against her own failed moral compass, holding herself responsible.

Otto sees his strings of power stretch and snap as he pursues the unattainable dream once more. Criston feels unworthy and consoles himself with the deception that he remains unsullied by still bearing a white cloak to his name, having been absolved of his original oath-breaking years before. And Aemond refuses to acknowledge any weakness or softness in front of his family so he seeks consolation elsewhere.

This green family doesn’t know how to process emotions, doesn’t know how to grieve together, and can’t find solace in each other’s suffering despite yearning for comfort. Otto doesn’t know how to comfort Alicent, Alicent doesn’t know how to comfort Aegon, and Aegon doesn’t know how to comfort Helaena.

Larys exerts his influence and puppeteers Alicent to his own liking by giving her a much-desired grasp of agency over political affairs. Alicent finds escape in undiscovered indulgences that give her the intoxicating illusion of control over a lifetime of servitude. Criston succumbs to the addictive drug of being desired and wanted on equal terms. The Greens live in a vicious circle of unhealed trauma, a bottomless pit of fears and insecurities, and a tangled web of deception and control.

They are wounded, dysfunctional, and forsaken, and that makes them so intriguing.

[godofstory]

on this episode of keeping up with the Targaryens..

team green

team Black

[hotdaemondtargaryen]

BTS — FAMILY TREE.

“viserys and alicent had four children: aegon, helaena, aemond and daeron targaryen.”

[arrgh-whatever]

[emmaxrosa]

alicent & her children; the challenges of human intimacy

house of the dragon — ryan condal & george r.r. martin / the hedgehog's dilemma — arthur schopenhauer

[jules-loves-lukecastellan]

“I don’t care about your family’s situation! I care about you.”

|Cooper Bradford x Boy! Otto! Reader

ꕥWarningsꕥ: Fighting

ꕥSummaryꕥ: (Reader) and Cooper get into a fight about whether or not (reader) is good enough for Cooper

“I don’t care about your family’s situation! I care about you.”

The sun’s rays poured through your white curtains, burning your closed eyes. You rolled around in your pink silk sheets, reluctantly deciding it was time to face the day. Reaching for your phone, a smile crept across your face as you glanced at the lockscreen: Cooper, with his charming grin, standing next to your golden retriever, Luther. His brown, milk chocolate hair and perfect white teeth always made your heart flutter.

Unlocking your phone, you scrolled through TikTok for a few minutes before a text from “coop💗🏳️‍🌈🤑” lit up the screen: “Good morning to my favorite boy <3. How’d you sleep?” You beamed at the screen, responding, “Good morning, Cooper 🫶! I slept well. U?”

After a few more back-and-forth texts, you reluctantly informed him that you needed to get up. 

In your closet, you decided on one of Cooper's oversized T-shirts that hung loosely on your frame, providing comfort and a hint of his scent. The fabric felt warm against your skin, and you smiled at the thought of him. You made your way to the bathroom, only to find Oliver hogging it with one of his marathon showers.

“Oliver! Get out of there! You’ve been in forever!” you yelled, knocking on the door.

When he finally opened it, clad only in a towel, you barged past him, locking the door behind you. As you brushed your teeth, you played your music—today’s vibe was all about Chappell Roan, a fitting choice for the energy you hoped to carry through the day.

Once in the car, you turned to your mom. “Oh yeah, Mom, can Cooper please come over after school?”

“(Reader), you know I don’t like Cooper. He’s rich and snobby!” Katie exclaimed, her tone dripping with disapproval.

“But Mom! I’m gonna help him with his… math.” You clasped your hands together, trying your best puppy-dog eyes.

“Why does he need you to tutor him? He can pay someone,” she shot back, her expression skeptical.

“Mom, he’s my boyfriend! Plus, I’m helping him transform!” you insisted, emphasizing “transform” with flair.

Oliver chimed in, “I wish we were rich enough to pay someone to do my homework!”

Katie rolled her eyes, clearly used to this dynamic. “Alright! Get out of the car, all of you!”

Protests erupted, but she ushered you all out, and you hurried to find Cooper. When you spotted him, you waved goodbye to Taylor and Anna-Kat.

“Hey, C.” You greeted him with a hug, a quick peck on the cheek leaving you both grinning.

“Hey, no PDA around me, please. I’m already grossed out being the third wheel,” Oliver muttered, crossing his arms.

“Dude, you’re my best friend. No way your brother will come between us,” Cooper replied, wrapping an arm around Oliver’s shoulder and fist-bumping him.

Classes flew by, but during gym class, everything changed. The coach announced it was time for some relay races, and Cooper, always competitive, was ready to show off. As the warm-up began, he pulled off his shirt, revealing his toned torso. You felt your heart race, your cheeks flushing as you took in the sight.

“Dude, you’re distracting!” Oliver teased, rolling his eyes, but even he couldn’t help but glance at Cooper.

You couldn’t help but fawn over him, your eyes sparkling. “You look amazing!” you exclaimed, unable to contain your admiration.

Cooper shot you a confident grin, basking in the attention. “Thanks! Just trying to keep up my athleticism,” he said, flexing playfully. You felt a warm glow of pride, knowing he was yours.

During the race, every stride Cooper took seemed more impressive than the last. As he crossed the finish line, you clapped enthusiastically, feeling a wave of pride wash over you. He ran over, slightly out of breath, his smile infectious. 

“Did you see that?” he beamed, his eyes shining. “I think I could go pro!”

“You were incredible! Honestly, I could watch you all day,” you replied, giving him a soft nudge with your shoulder.

The rest of the day felt like a whirlwind of excitement, and after school, you both settled at the kitchen island to tackle some math homework. “Alright, Cooper, now all you have to do is divide eight by both sides to cancel out the x,” you explained patiently.

“You’re so smart. You know that?” Cooper said, leaning in closer, his eyes sparkling with admiration.

You smiled, feeling your heart flutter again. Just then, Anna-Kat burst in. “Hey, can you help me with my project?” she asked, bouncing on her toes.

“Sure! What do you need?” Cooper replied, always eager to help.

You chuckled as Anna-Kat began dragging Cooper off to her room, whispering excitedly about her project. You felt a pang of jealousy but couldn’t help but laugh at the two of them. It was sweet to see him engage so easily with your siblings.

Later that evening, you and Cooper settled on the couch for some downtime. You were wrapped in a soft blanket, the television flickering with a show you both loved. As you leaned against him, he draped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer.

“You know,” he said, his voice soft, “I really enjoy these moments with you. Just us.”

“Me too,” you replied, feeling the warmth of his body beside you. “I wouldn’t trade it for anything.”

As the night wore on, the cozy atmosphere made you both a little bolder. You found yourselves laughing and teasing, sharing inside jokes. When your parents walked in, they caught you two in a moment of playful shoving, giggling as you tried to get comfortable on the couch.

“Get a room!” Taylor called out, a playful smirk on her face.

“Come on, you know we’re just studying,” you shot back, laughing.

As the evening drew to a close, you both wandered to your room, ready to call it a night. You snuggled into your bed, and Cooper flopped down next to you, pulling the blankets up to your chins.

“Hey, want to watch a movie?” he asked, his eyes sparkling.

“Only if we can cuddle!” you replied, a cheeky grin spreading across your face.

“Deal!” he said, settling in closer.

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The next day brought a new energy, and you both walked into school, hand in hand. As you strolled through the halls, a few kids shot glances your way, some admiring and some whispering. You tried to ignore the latter but felt a flicker of self-consciousness.

During lunch, while seated with Taylor, Oliver, and Anna-Kat, you noticed a group of kids nearby snickering. One of the moms, Tara, walked by, her voice dripping with disdain as she commented on your relationship. “Look at them, holding hands like it’s a fairy tale. Adorable, isn’t it?” 

You felt your cheeks flush, and you turned to Cooper, who immediately noticed your discomfort. “Don’t let them get to you,” he said softly, squeezing your hand.

“I know, but it’s hard not to feel weird about it,” you admitted, glancing down.

“Forget them. You and I are what matters,” he assured you, leaning in to give you a quick kiss, making your heart flutter despite the negativity around you. “Honestly, they’re just jealous because they’ll never have what we do.”

However, after lunch, you couldn’t shake the feelings of doubt. Later that day, while on a study date, you confronted Cooper about Tara's comments. “Maybe she has a point. I mean, you’re rich, and I… I don’t know if I fit into your world,” you said hesitantly, your voice shaking.

Cooper looked taken aback, brows furrowing. “(Reader), you can’t seriously believe that! I like you for who you are, not for what you have! Those comments are just mean-spirited nonsense.”

“But she makes it sound so easy for you to be with someone else. Someone who fits your lifestyle better,” you shot back, frustration boiling beneath the surface.

“Why are you letting her get to you? This is between us, not her!” he replied, his voice rising defensively. “I don’t care if you don’t come from money. That has nothing to do with how I feel about you!”

“Maybe I wouldn’t feel this way if you didn’t flaunt your wealth all the time!” you snapped, tears brimming in your eyes.

Cooper's face fell, and after a moment of silence, he turned away. “If you really believe that, maybe you should reconsider this whole thing.” With that, he stormed out, leaving you alone, heart racing and tears spilling down your cheeks.

Feeling utterly broken, you slid down the wall, sobs wracking your body. Just then, Oliver walked in, his expression shifting from confusion to concern as he rushed to your side. “What happened?” he asked gently.

“I—Cooper and I… we fought. He thinks I don’t want to be with him,” you managed to say between sobs.

Oliver wrapped an arm around you, pulling you close. “Hey, it’s going to be okay. You two care about each other too much to let this ruin things.”

Moments later, Anna-Kat and Taylor burst in, immediately sensing the tension. “What’s wrong?” Anna-Kat exclaimed, voice laced with concern. “Cooper and I… We– we fought a-a-nd now… I think we might break up.” You said as you clutched onto Oliver’s shirt, putting your face in his shoulder, wetting his shirt. 

Your three siblings had all gathered around you, comforting you and talking you through your immense pain you were going through. You didn’t know if you were going to be in a relationship with Cooper anymore and that scared you.

The school day came around the next day, but the echoes of your argument with Cooper lingered like a bittersweet melody in your mind. You navigated through classes with your siblings, but every time your gaze flickered to Cooper, your heart raced. You couldn’t shake the feeling that your earlier words might have left a scar.

At lunch, you joined Taylor, Oliver, and Anna-Kat at their usual table. They chatted animatedly, but your thoughts were elsewhere. You absentmindedly poked at your food, listening but not really absorbing anything.

“Earth to (Reader)!” Taylor exclaimed, waving her hand in front of your face. “What’s up with you? You’ve been super quiet.”

“I’m just… thinking,” you mumbled, glancing over at Cooper, who sat with his friends, his laughter ringing across the cafeteria. 

“Thinking about Cooper?” Anna-Kat teased, wiggling her eyebrows. “Ooh, is there drama?”

“Not drama, just… confusion,” you admitted, biting your lip. “I don’t want to lose him.”

Taylor frowned. “You two love each other. Just talk it out.”

Oliver chimed in, “Yeah, just don’t do that weird ‘silent treatment’ thing. It makes it worse.”

As you watched Cooper joke around with his friends, a part of you felt a flicker of jealousy. The way he smiled, carefree and charming, made your heart ache. You remembered how he’d defended you just the day before, how his gaze had softened when you were vulnerable. The thought gave you courage.

“Alright, I’m going to talk to him,” you said suddenly, determination filling you. 

“Go get him, tiger!” Oliver cheered, giving you a playful shove. 

You took a deep breath, pushing through the crowd until you reached Cooper's table. He looked up, surprised, and the laughter faded from his eyes.

“Can we talk?” you asked, your voice steady despite the nervous flutter in your stomach.

“Sure,” he replied, rising from his seat. You led him to a quieter corner of the cafeteria, heart pounding in your chest.

“I’m really sorry about what I said yesterday,” you began, meeting his gaze. “I let Tara’s words get to me, and I didn’t mean to hurt you. You’re worth so much more than that.”

Cooper’s expression softened, but you could see the remnants of hurt in his eyes. “I just don’t want you to feel inadequate. You’re perfect as you are. I like you for who you are, not for your family’s situation.”

“I know,” you whispered, feeling a wave of relief wash over you. “But sometimes it feels like I don’t belong in your world, and it scares me.”

“(Reader),” he said, stepping closer, “you belong with me. I don’t care about my wealth. I care about you and us. That’s all that matters.”

The sincerity in his voice made your heart swell, and you reached out, taking his hand in yours. “Thank you for saying that. I don’t want to let anyone, even Tara, come between us.”

A small smile broke across his face. “Good. Let’s not give anyone that power.”

Just then, a familiar voice broke the moment. “Ugh, get a room!” Anna-Kat teased, peeking around the corner with Taylor and Oliver in tow.

You both laughed, the tension lifting. “Alright, you caught us,” you said playfully.

“I knew it!” Anna-Kat exclaimed, bouncing on her feet. “You guys are the cutest!”

“Just admit it, you love us,” Cooper said, grinning.

As the lunch bell rang, you all headed back to class, the air lighter now. The rest of the day passed in a blur of laughter and stolen glances between you and Cooper. 

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After school, you returned home, the atmosphere buzzing with energy. You found Cooper in the kitchen, chatting with your mom while she prepared dinner. “Hey, lovebirds! How was school?” Katie teased, winking at you both.

“It was good,” you replied, feeling a warmth spread through you. Cooper grinned, leaning against the counter.

“Are you two finally going to start planning your wedding?” she joked, stirring a pot.

“Mom!” you exclaimed, your cheeks flushing. Cooper laughed, his gaze playful.

Once dinner was on the table, the family gathered around, and conversation flowed easily. As everyone chatted, you couldn’t help but steal glances at Cooper, who was animatedly discussing a recent basketball game. His confidence was infectious, and you found yourself hanging onto his every word.

Later, after dinner, you both retreated to your room. The comforting familiarity of your space surrounded you, and you settled onto your bed, pulling out a deck of cards.

“Want to play?” you asked, shuffling the cards playfully.

“Sure, but I warn you, I’m a card shark!” he replied, flashing a competitive grin.

As the game progressed, laughter filled the room, and you playfully accused him of cheating whenever he won. “You’re just too good!” you laughed, feigning frustration.

“Maybe I’m just that good looking and talented,” he quipped, leaning closer with a teasing smile.

Just then, Oliver burst in, a dramatic expression on his face. “Ew! Can you two not be all mushy and PDA-y in front of me?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his antics. “We weren’t doing anything!”

“You were totally about to, though!” he retorted, crossing his arms dramatically. “I swear, you guys are way too touchy-feely.”

Cooper leaned back, a smirk on his face. “Just admit it, you’re jealous because no one’s cuddling with you.”

“Ugh, no! I just think it’s gross!” Oliver protested, but the corners of his mouth twitched in a smile.

Anna-Kat peeked in, overhearing the commotion. “What’s wrong? Is there too much cuteness happening?”

“Yes!” Oliver groaned, throwing his hands up. “It’s unbearable!”

You and Cooper exchanged amused glances, and the atmosphere felt warm and full of love. “Come join us, Oliver!” Cooper invited playfully.

“Not a chance!” he replied, rolling his eyes as he backed out of the room. “Just keep it PG, please!”

After Oliver left, you turned to Cooper, and he leaned closer, brushing your shoulder with his hand. “What do you want to do now?”

You grinned, “How about a movie?”

“Sounds perfect,” he said, settling beside you, the warmth radiating from him soothing your heart. As the movie played, you felt your eyes droop, your head resting against his shoulder. 

“Hey,” he whispered, his voice soft, “are you falling asleep on me?”

“Maybe,” you murmured, stifling a yawn.

“Don’t worry. I’ve got you,” he said, wrapping his arm around you, pulling you closer. 

You smiled, content and safe in his embrace, grateful for every moment shared.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡

As the night faded and you drifted off to sleep, the chaos of earlier felt like a distant memory. The bond between you and Cooper felt stronger than ever, solidified through laughter, love, and a promise to always be there for one another.

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚˚ ༘♡

ꕥA/nꕥ: I hope you enjoyed this as much as I had fun writing it!

Love ya!

-jules🎀

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[otto-serena]

Otto and Hall Family Tree

made this cause i was bored

[all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone]

The Child

The Parents

[americanhousewifeottofamily]

My fav seasons in order of most favorite to least favorite are

-season 1

-season 3

-season 4

- season 5

-season 2

Katie planning the gala stresses me out 😂😂