#peters got his priorities right🥰🥰

[professional-benaddict]

Early in Doctor Strange, Christine tells Stephen "you always spent money as fast as you could make it"

So I'm thinking daddies are in disagreement about their finances, their savings, what they can/can't afford, how much to spend on a vacation this year, etc. it's nothing major, just a very normal slightly-tense couple-conversation about budgeting.

But little!Peter can't imagine why they're talking so seriously about something so unimportant. Daddies need to pay more attention to the important things in life sometimes: like cuddles, s'mores, and knock-knock jokes 😉

“Stephen, we can just travel earlier in the day. It’s like a hundred bucks cheaper almost.”

“But, then we’ll be in a rush early in the morning. I’d rather pay more to not have to stress so much. It’s a vacation after all.”

“Babe-”

“Daddies, Daddies, Daddies!”

The two men pause their discussion, watching as Peter dashes over. The boy almost knocks down the laptop from Stephen’s lap while lauching himself onto the sofa.

“Can we have smores?”

“For dessert you can have two, but then you have to eat your veggies.”

“M’kay!”

Peter is about to run off again, but Tony stops him.

“When we go on vacation, do you wanna leave early in the morning or later in the day?”

Peter blinks at his Daddies, cocking his head slightly to the left like a confused puppy.

“You said going early is cheaper?” Peter asks and Tony nods. “We go early so then we have more money to buy more smores!”

The boy runs off then, leaving Daddies to share a bewildered look. They end up picking the earlier, and cheaper, flight. Maybe their boy had a point about saving some money to buy more smores.

[apogueprincess]

Hii!! Love your fics! Right now I have the worst day ever and everything goes wrong. Could you maybe make a fic where the reader is JJ’s girlfriend and she’s making homework or something and everything goes wrong also and she just starts crying etc. & JJ’s notices and calms her down?? Idk if you get what I mean but something like this would make me really happy to read haha! Thanks🥰

Hi babe and thank you! I love this idea! I hope it’s what you asked for, I think this is so sweet 🥰 I wrote this in first person, let me know if you like it that way! I got carried away so enjoy!

Bad Day - JJ Maybank x Reader Blurb/Request

Warnings: none really, a tiny bit of swearing but mainly just fluff and sweetness with sad!reader

Today was just not my day. My car had broken down on the way home from school and my parents nor I could afford to fix it right now. My dad had gotten laid off from his job of 15 years last week, my mom only worked part time and I just barely made enough at my weekend job to put gas in my car (that I now can’t drive) and occasionally go out with the rest of the pogues.

Soaking wet from the rain, (oh yeah, and I had to stand out in the pouring rain waiting to flag down the damned tow truck) I clutched my damp backpack as I trudged into the house.

“Hey mom?!” I called into the living room, dumping my backpack onto the entryway table as I shed my sopping wet jacket, shoes and socks and headed through the house to the laundry room. As I tossed my drenched clothing into, or more like across the laundry basket, my mom shouted from her bedroom, “hey baby! Are you alright? I’m so sorry about your car honey. We’ll try and get it fixed as soon as possible okay?”

I heard her short kitten heels make their way down the stairs as she met me in the living room. She wrapped me in a gentle hug, trying not to get her nice outfit wet before her big interview. “I’m okay mom, and it’s alright. I know you and dad need money for the house. My car isn’t exactly a priority right now, don’t worry about it too much.”

I gave her a slightly pained smile as she held my cheeks and kissed my forehead. “I love you baby, you’re the best. If I get this job and can start working full time, and your dad is able to get into the dealership for that management position with Peter we’re going to be just fine. Okay?”

“Okay mom. Good luck, you’re going to kill it I promise.” “Let’s hope so!” She replied excitedly, nerves tinging her words as she retrieved her purse from the counter and her car keys out of the bowl. “Bye Y/N love you!” “Love you too!”

And just like that I was home alone. As my mom’s SUV pulled out of the garage I glanced out the window and eyed my pitiful broken car sitting on the street along the sidewalk. I loved the damn thing, even though it wasn’t the nicest car in the world I was still so proud that I had bought it with my own money 2 years ago.

Back then things were better financially for my family. My older siblings were off to college already and I was in my junior year of high school. Both of my parents were working full time and life was easier. We weren’t straight up kooks by any means, but we had a nice house and plenty to get by on.

Much like Kie I never fit in with most of the kooks. I chose not to go to school with them and had been friends with the pogues for most of my life. Yet unlike Kie, my parents didn’t dislike my friends. They themselves hadn’t grown up with much and had to work so hard to give our family everything we had. It was part of the reason I felt so bad that they were struggling again now.

With a heavy chest I took my bag off the table and made my way up the stairs to my room. As I changed into my comfy clothes I never heard my phone buzz with a text from JJ.

“Hey babydoll, I’m on my way! I’ll see you in a few 😘”

Throwing my hair into the messiest bun ever, strands of hair sticking out wherever they pleased, I slumped into my desk chair and powered on my laptop. I might as well be productive rather than wallow in my misery. Finals week was approaching faster than I preferred and as much studying as I could get done between now and then would be crucial. The asshole teacher in our American literature class had decided to give everyone a 15 page essay assignment two weeks before finals. The bastard.

Reaching into my bag I felt my heart stop. I pulled out my notebook and felt the pages all clumped together. Wet. “Oh my god you’re kidding me,” I exclaimed to myself out loud, voice wavering. I felt tears brimming in my eyes as I set the notebook in front of me, peeling apart the stuck together pages. The ink more or less unreadable. All of my notes from my class from the last two weeks were completely gone, useless.

That was the final blow. After a short breath in there was just nothing left in me but tears. I couldn’t take it anymore. Loud sobbing wails left my chest as I tucked my knees into my body, burying my face into my arms as they sat atop my knees. I just let go, everything resting on my mind and heart from the last few hours, days, weeks, just came pouring out of me.

Already knowing the key code to the lock, JJ had just come through the front door, about to kick off his muddy boots as he shook the water out of his hair. His head flew up in panic as soon as he heard his girlfriend’s loud cries from upstairs. Not even considering his wet muddy boots that were leaving puddles from the front door all the way to her bedroom, he raced up the stairs to make sure she was okay.

Panting and panicked he reached the doorframe, “baby?!”

Startled I craned my neck to where he was standing. Seeing my tear soaked face he rushed towards me and wrapped me in his strong arms, I clutched onto them for dear life. “Are you okay? What’s wrong? What happened?” The sweet boy holding me was so shaken by my state I could tell he was worried sick.

“Everything fucking sucks today J, I just can’t deal with it right now,” I took a full deep breath and tried to relax myself enough to explain what I was going through. “It’s alright babe. Take a second, I’ve got you okay?” Concern and love were laced through JJ’s words as he took down my bun and started combing his fingers through my hair. It felt like heaven.

Finally being able to steady my breathing, I continued with my story. “So you know how my dad lost his job and my mom still isn’t working full time yet?” “Mhmm,” JJ nodded, “well on the way home today, my car broke down. I’m okay thankfully, there was no one else on the road and I was able to pull over. Normally it wouldn’t be a big deal but we have no money to fix it. I don’t know how I’m going to get around anywhere until we can repair it. And I know that that itself isn’t the end of the world but J look at all of my notes from our Am Lit class, they’re destroyed from the rain.”

My voice choked up in my throat again as my eyes darted down to my desk once more. “I have to pass this class and final, I can’t afford to not get into college and this one counts for a lot of the grade. I just don’t know what to do baby I’m so overwhelmed.”

“I’m so sorry princess, we’re going to figure all of this out okay? Look at me, okay?” I pulled away from his arms for a moment to stare up into his sweet blue eyes. They were shining bright still, even though I could see the worry in them as he looked into mine with a sense of calmness that I so gravely needed.

“I know a guy at the shop my dad used to work at, hates my dad but loves me. I gave him some free weed from Ricky’s extra stash once and he loves me to this day.” I giggled a little bit at the proudness in his voice but didn’t say anything further. “So let me give him a call and if we can have him take a look at it, we’ll see what he can do for us and we can go from there. As for your notes, I’m pretty sure Kie was obsessively writing down everything that dude was saying. Why exactly I’ll never know but hey it’s good for you!”

I couldn’t help but chuckle loudly this time, “because some of us want to at least graduate from high school dumbass!” He whipped his head back and said triumphantly, “that I am cupcake, that I am!” Shaking my head giggling I smacked his shoulder lightly, “no you’re not, that’s not true. You just have absolutely no motivation for school.” “Now that’ is correct,” he agreed, nodding his head quickly and holding my face with both hands as he kissed me.

“No more stressing. We’ve got this.” “We’ve got this,” I repeated back to him with a smile. For the first time since he arrived I looked over his shoulder into the hallway. “JJ!” I shouted in horror at the sight of the wet muddy puddles left from his dirty boots that trailed all the way from my room, and down the hallway as far as I could see.

“Sorryyyy I just heard you crying and I ran up here as fast as I could,” he responded sheepishly while shrugging his shoulders. “Oh my god okay let’s get up and clean up this mess,” I laughed, not able to be upset at anything else today. “And then Netflix and nap time?” JJ said with a youthful glee to his voice, my laughter continuing.

“Yes baby, of course.” I smiled at him, shaking my head at the boy who can make me smile when nothing and one else are able to.

“I love you,” “I love you too goofball.” I ruffled his eternally messy blonde mop and we got up to clean the mess.