#some fluff to start off the yr :3

[xia0ming56]

Happy new year!!! Wanted to post this at 12 am but my ipad died on me b4 i cld finish it :///

[atrirose]

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⠀⠀ s : GRWM to break up with my boyfriend oops ! ᆼᆽᆼ enha ! bf x f ! r .. tiktok 𝓈eries ⠀⠀⠀ㅜㅜ warning : kissing + FLUFF wc 1.2k ꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱ seiu : tt update after 300 yr

— HEESEUNG LEE

you sat on the bed with a phone sat up, recording you with heeseung in the background not paying attention, lost in his phone “get ready with me to break up with my boyfriend” heeseung’s eyebrows furrowed as he turned towards you, your back faced him, “what are you talking about?” he questioned “not now babe i’m trying to film a tiktok”

“no i can see that but would mind explaining yourself real quick yn” he scooted closer to you, grabbing your shoulders to make you face him “it’s a get ready with me video hee” you said rolling your eyes “yeah i know that but what do you mean ‘to break up with my boyfriend’?” he said, you try not to laugh but it’s impossible seeing how serious heeseung is “god you are so cute” you said as you cupped his face and gave him a quick peck “i was just joking”

“it better be joke, we aren’t ending ever”

— JONGSEING PARK

“what are you doing?” jay asked as you set up the camera “just a tiktok” he hummed going back to his song writing “hi guys ! get ready with me to break up with my boyfriend” you peered over jay from the camera, he didn’t even move an inch, still busy with his notepad writing, “so me and my boyfriend have been dating for 3 years now and honestly he is the best you could ask but i just don’t feel like it anymore so i decided to break up with him” you did your skin care as you blabbed nonsense but jay still remained stoic.

you switched off the phone as you stomped your way towards him, he looked up with a smirk “what’s wrong darling? are you done with the tiktok?” this cheeky bastard “you…” you are pouting trying to find the correct words but instead of you getting a reaction out of him he has you all bothered “me?”

“meanie” you said walking away only to be pulled by him, you landed on his lap, he hugged you tightly “we are not breaking up ever so these pranks won’t work on me, why don’t you find another one hmm?” he said pressing you against his chest

“you and me have to grow old together”

— JAEYUN SIM

“get ready with me to break up with my boyfriend” jake looked “what?” he questioned hoping he heard wrong “jake not now im filming a tiktok”

“i’m pregnant” you whipped your head towards him in disbelief “that’s not how it works jake” you said doing your mascara while he fiddled with your jacket trying to think of some excuse “yn stop i will cry” you giggled at him, cupping his face and pulling him for a long peck “say you are joking” his face still being squeezed by your hands “it’s a prank jake sorry baby” your his nose while he glared at you “not funny, im afraid you have no humor, the police going to get you”

“i accept cuddles and kisses to forgive you for what you did”

— SUNGHOON PARK

“you’re recording?” sunghoon said as he flopped behind you on the bed watching some video on his phone “yeah” you said setting up the stuff “okay, i will turn off the volume” he said getting up to kiss your cheeks before you hit record

“hi guys, i know it’s been so long since i posted anything but get ready with me to break up with my boyfriend” sunghoon paused the video as he got up sitting next to you, his eyes scanning your face as you “babe do you need some-”

“unless you have other boyfriends you are breaking up, but you obviously don’t thus stop lying to them and start recording again” he said, he deleting the recording “you can’t do that” you said as sunghoon laid back down on the bed again “i can do anything” he said pulling you down with him, he kissed you holding your waist down while your hands travelled down his biceps “wouldn’t be able to kiss me if you break up yn” he said smirking, kissing your cheeks all the way down to your collar bone.

“you’re mine forever”

— SUNWOO KIM

“get ready with me-” sunoo enters the washroom in confusion “babe tiktok? without me?” sunoo fake pouts “sorry sun, next okay” you pecked his lips “okay but remember we have to leave soon” he said sitting down at the bed leaving the door open “okay ! so get ready with me to break up with my boyfriend” a loud voice came from outside so you went out to check what it was “sunoo are you okay?” you went over to look if he got hurt “yeah i’m fine and you can take your time yn. no rush” hearing your name instead of babe or honey made you gulp.

“i should call the restaurant and let them know we can’t make it too” he said unlocking his phone and you thought its better to say it’s a prank before he starts crying “sunoo it’s a prank babe, im sorry” he turns towards you with a smile “oh good for a second i thought we need to get on” he put his phone up and records himself while you look at him confused “get ready with me to break up with my girlfriend” you hit him as he laughs “stop”

he kissing your forehead “i can never lose you, it will break me, never joke about it”

— JUNGWON YANG

“babe this one?” jungwon asked passing you a face mask “yes thank you” you hit record as he sat on a sofa opposite to you, so he can be out of the frame, admiring his pretty girl “get ready with me ! breaking up with my boyfriend edition” his eyes quickly went from admiring to shocked big boba eyes, he looked like he was frozen “what do you mean?”

“not now won, i’m filming” he didn’t care he sat beside you peering like a cat “if this is a way to engage with audience or just rage bait, i do not care, your not do such a thing please” he said turning off your phone “saying please when i know you are giving an order” he smiled “cuddles please” — “that’s another order with an unnecessary ‘please’ i have face mask on now won” you rolled your eyes, he hugged your waist and made you lay with him.

“i do not care” he said snuggling into your neck

— RIKI NISHIMURA

“get ready with me to break up with my boyfriend-” a loud choking noise “you have other boyfriends because you sure aren’t getting ready to break up with me”

“so you are cool with me having other boyfriends but not breaking up with you” you put on your hair band to get your hair off your face “absolutely not but-” he stumbled with his words trying to find the right thing to say while you hummed and did your skincare, watching him confused “wait how did it get to me having to give an explanation when you are the one in wrong” he huffed

you giggled at his pouty face, twisting from confusion to frustration, you kissed his cheek “i was joking riki” he glared at you trying to prove he is still angry but of course that didn’t last long when you showed up with his favorite food.

“better not pull this again or you will on time out”

[kteezy997]

heyy, can u do one where timmy breaks up with the reader and she´s heartbroken, after a few months she realizes shes pregnant , but doesnt tell him anything (because shes still hurt and thinks he doesnt want her and the child anyhow) and one day they bumb into eachother randomly and he sees his nearly identical 3 yr old son and confronts her? you choose the endning mwuahhhh. btw i love ur writing

Daddy's Boy- Part One//t.c.

warnings: breakup, unexpected pregnancy, angst, fluff, cursing, i think that's it? This is a long one, grab a snack?

You were both young and dumb, and Timmy’s career was growing steadily at the time. He was taking on more and more movies, more commitments, and he straight up told you that he didn’t have time to be in a relationship anymore. He told he’d love you as long as breathed, and maybe one day you’ll find each other again, and you could be together.

You were heartbroken. You didn’t want to speak to him after the breakup, though he tried. It was too painful to even speak to him knowing that you couldn’t have all of him. You knew that cutting off contact cold turkey would be the best for you in the long run.

Just as your healing began, you missed your period a couple of months after the breakup with Timmy. You hadn't missed a period randomly before, so you decided to take a pregnancy test. You hoped that somehow it was only a fluke, and you weren't carrying a Chalamet baby.

Your hopes went out the window when two lines appeared on the tiny screen of the test. You were pregnant.

........

You gave birth to a perfectly healthy and beautiful baby boy. You named him Theodore, with a French flair as a secret nod to his biological father. Though you didn't ever reach out to Timmy, you hoped that the French name would be like a little clue as to who the boy was, if he were to ever come across him.

You were blessed with the support of your family who helped you in any way that you needed as a single working mom. They didn't have any harsh feelings toward Timmy, as he had no say in what the situation was. Your family stuck by you and your decisions.

You worked full-time and took care of Theo when you weren't on the clock. Any free time you had was spent with family and friends. You didn't have the time nor the energy to push yourself back out into the dating world. Besides, you knew that you had already experienced the love of a lifetime with Timmy. No one and nothing could compare to how you felt with him, and you were so in love with the son he gave you.

Theo was like his father in so many ways. He had Timmy's quirks and bubbly, goofy personality. He brought so much laughter and silliness to your life. Like his father, he was never boring. Theo was also sweet, thoughtful, and cuddly, even as a three-year-old.

As he got older, he started to realize that the other kids at his daycare had daddies that would pick them up at the end of the day. He mentioned to you that he felt sad about not having a daddy like the other children.

You told your sweet son that he did have a father, but he just couldn't be with him as he had to leave for his job. "But your daddy is a good man, and he loves you. Don't ever think that you aren't loved, Theo."

"Okay Mommy." your little one said with a shrug.

"Would you want to see some pictures of your daddy?"

Theo's eyes lit up and smiled widely, nodding immediately.

....three years later....

Holy shit. It was him. Timothee. You had taken your son out for a pastry while you got an afternoon iced coffee and you see your ex-boyfriend across the room, who also happens to be the father of said son but has no idea his son even exists because you haven't spoken in three years. What a day.

Your thoughts and heart were racing as you thought of the different ways that this could play out. You could grab Theo, and leave immediately, so as to no give Timmy a chance to even see the two of you. But that would be the shitty thing to do. To be honest, you have felt shitty for three years keeping Timmy's child away from him. You couldn't leave. You wondered if it was fate bringing Theo's father into his life, after all these years.

You decided to stay. You wiped some chocolate off of Theo's face, his sweet little face that was a carbon copy of Timmy. Your son had his father's eyes, nose, hair, body type, everything was all Timmy. Your own genes didn't even try when it came to making this child.

When you looked up and over Timmy's direction again, he caught your gaze. Your former lover's eyes widened at you, as he realized that the two of you were in the same vicinity.

"Mom, I know him! From the pitchers! That's my daddy!" your toddler's voice rang through your ears, and before you knew it, he got down from his chair, and started to run across the coffee shop.

"Theo!" you called after him, getting up immediately to catch him, but he was quick on his little legs. "You cannot run off by yourself!" Your heart was racing, you had never lost control of your little boy like this before, and you were worried he'd get hurt or maybe even a stranger might snatch him.

"Whoa little guy!" you knew that voice better than any other. Timmy had picked up Theo, holding him as if he'd held the boy every day of his life.

You looked on as Timmy and Theo looked at one another, matching dark curls, pale skin, and green eyes. Timmy smiled warmly as your son blushed and hid his face into Timmy's shoulder, acting shy suddenly.

"Hi, y/n." Timmy said, looking at you. "You've got a cute kid."

You took a deep breath, this moment up until now only existed in your dreams, "Thank you."

Timmy sighed, a melancholy look took over his face. You could tell his mind was racing. He came to know the truth, you could see it on his face. He tightened his grip on Theo, holding him more snuggly. "He's mine." It wasn't a question, it was a fact he had realized.

You looked down, feeling so ashamed at yourself. "Yes, he is."

He glared at you. There was nothing behind his eyes as he shook his head. But his expression changed instantly as he turned his attention back to his son. "What's your name, little man?"

"Theodore." the little one grinned, "But Mommy calls me Theo."

You watched as Theo softened like putty in Timmy's arms, he even put his hand on his dad's shoulder.

"I seen pitchers of you. Mommy showed me. I know you my daddy." The declaration in the boy's voice was noticeable.

Timmy chuckled lightly, "She did? Well, I'm very glad to finally meet you, Theo."

You could see your ex-boyfriend's eyes begin to well up, so you said, "Timmy, let's go to my place, okay?"

"Yeah! I want my daddy to come and play with me!" Theo cheered, super excitedly.

Timmy wiped his tears away quickly, "Of course, I'd love to."

.........

The whole way home, Theo was telling Timmy all about his favorite toys in his room. Timmy was fully engaged with what the boy was saying, understanding him perfectly as he spoke. They were instantly like two peas in a pod. It was remarkable. It did, however, add to the stinging pain of guilt you felt about keeping the two of them apart.

Upon entering the house, Theo dragged Timmy by the hand to go show him his room. “Whoa, whoa, slow down buddy.” Timmy said to the three-year-old as he laughed at how excited the boy was.

You couldn’t help but smile at how they got along. You decided to leave them be, to let them play and bond. You did some of your general chores around your home and tidied up the space, then sat down on the couch to watch some mindless tv.

Before you knew it, it was Theo’s bedtime. You had the difficult task of breaking up his first play time with his father.

You opened the door of your son’s room to see toy cars and trucks scattered about, intermixed with some little action figures.

Timmy and Theo were not disturbed by your entry. They were in their own world; Timmy was on his knees, pretending to block Theo as he tried to shoot a ball into his Little Tikes basketball hoop. It was so sweet to see them play and laugh together.

You hated to say anything at all, but little boys needed sleep. "Sorry bubs, but it's bedtime."

"Aw, do I have to go to bed?" Theo whined dropping his miniature basketball.

"Yes, you do." you said firmly to your son. You went over to his dresser to collect some pajamas out of a drawer. "Time for jammies."

"Okay." Theo grumbled, moping on his way to you.

"Don't pout, Theo, you need to do as your mother says." Timmy said with stern, but still light tone as to not hurt Theo's feelings.

Your heart fluttered at Timmy's first attempt at co-parenting with you.

"Can Daddy tuck me in?" he asked as you pulled his shirt over his head.

You looked over at Timmy, who nodded at you in turn. "Yes." you said, finishing getting Theo into his pajamas.

"Alright, little man, time to go to sleep." Timmy said as he helped Theo get into his twin bed, underneath his monster truck themed bedding.

Theo laid down and Timmy covered his tiny body with his blankets, and the boy said, "Can you make sure there are no monsters in the closet?"

Timmy smiled, happy to give his son some comfort, "Sure, buddy." He tussled the little boy's hair, then got up to look into the closet across the room. "No monsters in there. Just a regular ol' closet."

You smiled with tiny giggle as you watched the interaction.

Timmy then crouched down next to Theo's bed, "Goodnight, Theo. I was so glad to meet you today. I had fun playing too."

"Me too, Daddy. Can you come tomorrow too?" your son responded with a sleepy grin.

"I don't know about tomorrow, but I'll see you soon, I promise."

........

You knew what was to come as you walked out of your son's bedroom with his long-lost daddy behind you.

"Y/n, let's talk."

@gatoenlaciudad @thebetawolfgirl @musicandbooksaremyhappyplace @tchalamss @softhecreator @bitchyunknownuser @lixzey @kpopgirlbtssvt @ducktapebar @aoi-targaryen

[callsign-dexter]

Traveling Adventures

Summary: The Seresin-Bradshaw family takes a trip to Disney World.

Pairings: Jake Seresin x Daughter!Reader, Bradley Bradshaw x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Fluff, Little Y/N crying (if that is a warning)

Masterlist

Our Little Girl

A/N: Little Y/N is 3 yrs old

A/N Pt. 2: Yes Jake's name, later on, is turned to Pops but for now it's 'Daddy', I figured it would be an easier name for her to say since she is 3 and it rolled off the tongue for this fic.

Little Y/N was now 3 years old and her parents and grandparents thought it would be a good idea to take her on a trip that she could remember. Where to you ask? Well, none other than Disney World. From an early age, she made it very clear that she liked Disney movies and characters. So Bradley and Jake took some time off of work and bought tickets to Disney World. They headed to Florida in a week, leaving on early Friday morning and staying for at least a week. They decided to do it during the summer because she was out of school, and they had several days of vacation racked up over the years and months plus they had some higher-ups in the family so nobody batted an eye.

Jake and Bradley being Jake and Bradley decided to wait until the last minute, more like a day before, Thursday, to start getting ready and pack. Some clothes they wanted to take needed to be washed so they were up all night washing them and Little Y/N would not go to sleep for anything too excited about their trip, until about 3 AM and she crashed hard. They had to be up at 7 AM and Y/N up at 8 AM to be at the airport at 9 AM and catch their plane which started boarding at 11 AM. They figured to get there early since they had a 3-year-old with them. They were going to drive and leave their car but talked through it, Bradley didn't want anyone near his precious Bronco and Jake didn't want anywhere his precious blacked-out Ford F-150 so, Maverick and Ice said they would take them since Carole and Goose had plans already.

Being a typical 3 year old she was not any help, taking clothes out of the suitcase causing them to have to put them back in, and at one point sat in the suitcase, which they got pictures of and sent them out. They truly loved their little girl. Only two suitcases were going and one backpack. After everything was packed of theirs they started on hers, which was an adventure.

It started with her not wanting to cooperate and pick the outfits she wanted to wear and then she did what she was doing to her daddies, throwing clothes out of the suitcase and making them repack it. She then wanted to take multiple toys but after some convening from Jake, she agreed with taking 2 toys and her tablet. The conversation went a little something like this.

"Sweets, you don't need that many toys. You won't have time to play with them." Jake said trying to convince her but she wasn't having it. He was trying to stay calm.

"Nu-uh, Daddy." She said in a matter-in-fact tone "I'll have time." She finished and Jake sighed closed his eyes and his head went down. Why did she have to be like them? They knew she was stubborn but didn't think it would be this bad. Jake so badly wanted to say 'yea-huh' but even though he wanted to, someone had to be the adult in this situation, there would be enough opportunities to sass off to each other. She looked at him waiting for an answer.

"Sweets, how about you take two toys and your tablet?" He asked her hoping she would say yes. She paused and scrunched her face up into a thinking position, much like Bradley, and then smiled.

"Ok, Daddy. I do that." She finally agreed and Jake sighed in relief.

Jake got stuck with packing the rest of her clothes and two toys and placing her tablet in the kitchen to charge next to the backpack that snacks will be added to later.

Meanwhile, Bradley chased Little Y/N down to try and start getting her ready for bed since it was past 9 PM. Bradley finally caught her and put her in bed after several breaking outs she went down at 3 AM much to her parent's relief but dreading the next day.

7 AM rolled around much faster than the parents would have liked, only had gotten about 4 hrs of sleep by the time they got clothes done and washed and everything packed. Jake was the first one up and got ready with Bradley following right behind him. Jake went to check on Little Y/N while Bradley went on to the kitchen to start making coffee and packing the backpack.

"How is she?" Jake asked while handing Bradley a cup of coffee.

"Sleeping like a rock." Bradley said and shook his head feeling a little bit jealous that she could sleep in. Then again she was just like them and could fall asleep anywhere at any time.

"Must be nice." Jake said as he took a sip of his coffee.

"We're going to pay for it later though." Bradley said as a smile graced his face and chuckled.

"Yes, but it's going to be worth it." Jake said and Bradley nodded in agreement.

A little after 7 AM Maverick and Ice rolled in and walked in greeting both the males in the kitchen. Bradley and Jake greeted them with a hug and then when 8 AM rolled around it was time to wake Little Y/N up.

"It's 8 AM time to go wake up Sleeping Beauty." Bradley said and before either parent could jump on it Ice was already headed to the little girl's room and stopped before getting to the stairs.

"I'll get her. You'll have to deal with her all day at the airport." Ice said turned and walked toward the stairs, Maverick was not having that and rushed to where Ice was at the foot of the stairs.

"No, I'll go get her." He said and started to push Ice out of the way. Ice had this look on his face and it was game one.

"Don't think so Mitchell. I'm her favorite." Ice said and started up the stairs with Maverick close behind him.

"I don't think so Kazansky." Maverick responded competitive side coming out. This is how it went as they started to climb the stairs to the little girl's room. Bradley and Jake just stood back drinking coffee and watched the whole scene. It was hilarious seeing two Navy Admirals fight to see who would wake up their granddaughter. Don't think that Bradley didn't take a video because he sure did and sent it to the group chat. The first message was from Goose: "Takes me back to our days at Top Gun. They've always been competitive." Oh, how Goose wished could've been there but to be honest he would be fighting to go wake her up too.

Let's just say both of them got to wake her up, dress her, and make her brush her teeth. Bradley and Jake were just glad they could have some peace even if it were just for a minute.

Once they got her ready and the backpack packed they were heading to the car to start the drive to the airport like planned they got there at 9 AM. Now they have to get through security and find their plane.

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The car ride to the airport was pretty much uneventful. The road was clear due to it being early morning and morning rush hour was already done for. Ice pulled up to the curb where the departure sign was and parked. Bradley worked on getting Y/N out while Maverick, Jake, and Ice got their luggage out of the back including her car seat. Bradley was standing there with Y/N waiting for everything to be unloaded. They all hugged each other and promised that they would be sending updates.

The little family walked into the airport and headed towards security, they already had their tickets pulled up on their phones and I.Ds at their ready. Since they're military they have TSA precheck and they can skip the long line at security. Security was a breeze and Y/N behaved much to their dismay but they knew she was ready to be mischievous.

Once they got through Jake got through first, Y/N, went and he picked her up, then Bradley, they gathered their luggage and walked to an area away from people. Jake sat her down and Bradley got down to her level.

"Now Y/N. When we are not carrying you, you need to be holding one of our hands at all times. You also can't leave mine or Daddy’s sight. Ok?" Bradley said to her seriously and she could sense that.

"Ok, Dada." She replied. Bradley nodded glad she understood and stood up and they headed to their gate. They got there around 10 AM and now they had to wait. They sat near the window so she could see the planes take off and being taxied in, she was in awe.

It was getting close to her snack time and they knew that, so Jake got a packet of Goldfish out of the backpack and opened them. When she came to them saying "I hungry." All he had to do was hand her the opened packet. They were tucked in the corner so they could keep an eye on her and talk as well. Bradley and Jake talked about work and other plans to be made. Every now and then she would come back to them for either a drink or to hand them her Goldfish.

10:30 AM rolled around and they both decided to have a bathroom break. They decided that Jake would go first and then Bradley who would take Y/N with him. Everything went without a hitch. 10 minutes later they started to board. Active military, parents with children 3 and under, and ones that needed assistance boarded first. For it to be quicker Jake swooped her up which made her giggle and older couples, women, and parents smile, and they all three boarded the plane.

They found their seats, which were together. They put Y/N in the middle of the two and waited for them to taxi and take off. They would have to have a layover in Oklahoma. They figured it would be better to have a layover that way they could get Y/N off and let her stretch her legs. Bradley took the window seat and got Y/N settled while Jake stowed the luggage and car seat, which was thankfully collapsible and the flight wasn't very full. Once everything was stowed above he sat down and put the backpack between his legs and would put it under the seat in front of him. The flight would be 2 hr 27 min long and a 3 hr layover and their next flight would be 2 hr 42 minutes.

They were close to the front so they got to see everyone walk by. Y/N was fascinated by them. When the line got held up by an older couple they smiled at her when she looked at them. The older woman spoke up.

"Hello dear." She said and Y/N smiled and waved.

"Hi!" She said excitedly, Bradley and Jake were listening just in case they needed to jump in. "We're going to Disney!" She said the couple smiled they loved seeing kids have fun.

"Oh, that sounds fun. I love Disney." The older woman said and Y/N's eyes widened and jaw dropped.

"Me too!" She said, "My daddies fly planes." She said she was proud of her daddies and she loved the jets.

"Oh, they do?" The older gentleman spoke up for the first time said Y/N nodded and Bradley cut in.

"Sorry about her. She's just a little excited. Jake and I are Naval aviators." Bradley said apologizing for their hyper 3-year-old.

"Oh, you don't have to apologize! We love seeing kids happy. Also thank you both for your service." The older gentleman said and the woman nodded. The line started to move and they bid their goodbyes. The plane was boarded and it was getting shut. They started to get pushed back and Little Y/N watched in awe out the window. The flight attendants went through their required stuff and so did the captain. They got to the runway.

"Chick do you remember what this is called?" Bradley asked calling her by the nickname Goose gave her. She nodded enthusiastically.

"Runway." She said and Jake and Bradley smiled.

"That's right Sweets. Now sit back. We're going to go really fast and be up in the air in no time." Jake said and she sat back taking him seriously and true to his word they were given the all-clear and sped down the runway and lifted off. She was in awe of it all.

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Once in the air and electronics can be used Jake got out Y/N's tablet and put it on a kid-friendly show while Bradley and Jake got their phones out and messed around with them. There was some turbulence here and there but they handled it like pros and they reassured their little girl that it was normal. Once the seatbelt sign was turned off she was climbing onto Bradley's lap and looking out the window and watching her tablet.

15 minutes into the flight and she and Bradley were out like a light Y/N was laying on Bradley, Jake got pictures and sent them to the group chat and even though they didn't send right away he knew they would once they land. Flight attendants were in awe at the two, and Jake couldn't help but smile. They came with drinks and snacks and Jake got both but declined for Y/N and Bradley since they were fast asleep. Turbulence was hit and woke Bradley and he made sure she was still asleep and he stayed up for the rest of the flight.

It was nearing the flight and Bradley carefully put her back in her seat and she cuddled up next to Jake. They both got their electronics switched onto airplane mode. They landed and taxied to their gate and were getting ready to begin their 3 hr layover. They didn't have the heart to wake up so Jake carried her out of the plane with the backpack over his should while Bradley grabbed the luggage.

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Layovers are not fun to deal with. Once they hit the door that led off the plane Little Y/N woke up and groggy. "Daddy?" She asked.

"Yea, Sweets?" Jake replied. Bradley was right behind them and smiled.

"Disney?" She said keeping her answers and questions short due to tiredness and Jake smiled and shook his head while looking at her.

"Not yet, Honey." Bradley said and she seemed to accept that answer and buried her face into Jake's neck.

They went to their next terminal where they had to ride the airport train which fascinated the little girl. "DADA! DADDY! LOOK!" She shrieked out pointing to the artwork on the walls inside the tunnels. Luckily the train was kind of empty.

"Yea, Sweets. It's nice isn't it?" Jake asked and she nodded excitedly. She was standing on the seat hands pressed on the glass with Jake right behind her since the train had enough force to throw her off balance. The train announced their arrival at their terminal, Jake picked her up she protested because she wanted to see more artwork.

They headed toward their gate to find it and then once they knew where it was they were going to get something to eat, or at least one of them was, and bring it back to the other two.

Once they had their gate they set up near the corner and the window again and this one had a table with charging ports. They got comfortable and started their wait for the 3 hr layover.

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An hour into their wait Little Y/N toddled her way over to her daddies. She put a hand on each other knees and they automatically looked down.

"Food?" She asked knowing that she knew they understood. Jake looked at his watch and looked back at her.

"I guess it is time for lunch isn't it?" Jake said and Little Y/N put her hands on her hips and cooked her head to the side.

"Yea, Daddy." She replied with so much sass. Oh how she was so much like them was scary.

"Ok little miss sass. Dada will go and get food and we'll stay here." Jake said and turned to look at Bradley who was already getting up.

"What do you want to eat?" Bradley asked already knowing his daughter’s answer.

"McDonald's!" She yelled and they both laughed of course, they should've never allowed Slider to take her there now it's all she wants.

"McDonald's is fine. If you want something else I'll eat whatever." Jake said looking at his husband and letting his daughter play with his hand. Bradley nodded and headed off.

Jake and Y/N were both content until she started to get a little rowdy. She wasn't watching where she was going and bumped into the luggage several times. "Sweets. Be careful." Jake said in a warning tone and she made the stance she did early.

"You be careful." She said sassing her Pops. Obviously, she didn't listen to him and continued to run around. Jake was keeping an eye on her and his phone updating the group when he heard a crash. He looked up and saw her on the floor and she looked at him and started to cry. He was up in an instant and scooping her up and cooing her.

"Oh, Sweets. It's ok. You're ok. Shhh." He said and bouncing her up and down. She continued to cry. "What hurts?" He asked and she mumbled something incoherently "Hmm what was that Sweets?" He asked her and she stopped long enough to answer him.

"My knee." She said all pouty looking at him. He looked down at her knee and only saw a rug burn. A woman walked up to him.

"Is she ok? I saw her fall." The woman asked and Jake turned to her.

"She's ok. Aren't you, Sweets?" He asked her and she nodded. The woman awed.

"Are you traveling alone with her?" She asked starting to flirt.

"No, my husband is getting us food." He said just as Bradley was walking up.

"Jake, I-" Bradley began but stopped himself seeing the woman.

"Oh, there he is. Hi, babe." Jake said and kissed him and turned back to the woman who was smiling.

"The cute ones are always taken. You two have an adorable daughter." The woman said both men smiled and Jake hugged their daughter tighter.

"Thank you. She's the light of our life." Bradley said and the smiled. She turned around and left.

Bradley turned to Jake with a raised eyebrow. He then noticed the tear tracks. Jake sighed. "I told her to be careful and she sassed back and then she tripped. She said she hurt her knee and I only saw a rug burn. The lady saw and came over to ask if she was ok then started to flirt." Bradley nodded he trusted his husband.

"As I was saying beforehand. I got her McDonald's and us Subway." Bradley said showing the food. Y/N perked up at food. Jake sat her down on the chair at the table. Bradley walked over with her food and got it all out of her Happy Meal box. They plugged in their electronics and put a movie on for her as she ate. Bradley and Jake sat down where they can see her and started to eat their food. She got done after they got done and started to rub her eyes. A tall tale sign of her getting sleepy. Jake got up and went to her and picked up and instantly she curled into him. Jake walked back over to Bradley and sat down and she was asleep in an instant. Her slow breathing was putting him to sleep and before he knew it he was closing his eyes.

Bradley looked over and saw them asleep and quickly and quietly got his phone and took a picture and sent it to the group. He started to clean up and throw away trash and shut electronics off.

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Finally, the layover was over and he was waking both of them up gently. They made quick bathroom breaks and when they got back it was time to board. They got boarded the same as last time. They took off at 3 PM. Bradley took over holding Y/N so Jake could get some feeling back in his arms. Jake updated the group and they were on their way.

Once everyone boarded it was the same process as last time and before Little Y/N knew it they were up in the air. She decided that she liked flying, no scratch that loved it if only she knew that she would be flying jets when she was old enough.

2 hrs 42 mins flew by and they were landing in Flordia at 6:42 PM. She stayed awake most of the flight. When they landed she got excited. They got off the plane and went down to the rental car. Bradley entertained her while Jake got the car. He got the keys but wouldn't let Bradley see it or know what it was. They picked up their luggage and Bradley picked up Y/N and they headed out to their car that was pulled out front. Bradley stopped in his tracks in his sight, a newer version of a Ford Bronco, just a little bit darker in color. "Jake you did not." Bradley said surprised.

"But Bradley, I did." Jake said with a smirk. Bradley was just smiling as Jake loaded the car and put in the car seat. They buckled her in and headed to their hotel for the night.

Once Y/N got into the car she was out like a light. When they arrived at their hotel Bradley got Y/N out and carried the sleeping toddler in to get the room keys why Jake got the luggage.

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Bradley walked in and to the front desk, a pretty young lady by the name of Alice was working. She looked up ready to deal with another customer when she saw Bradley and his little girl. She smiled.

"What can I do for you, sir?" Alice smiled.

"Hi, I need a room with two beds." He said and she nodded.

"Just the two of you?" Alice asked and Bradley smiled but shook his.

"No, there is three of us." He said

"Oh wife or girlfriend?" Alice asked making small talk while she processed getting a room and taking his information down and the credit card that he had dug out one handed.

"No husband." He replied and smiled at the shock on her face everyone had the same reaction every time. Jake walked in right as she gave his card back. He kissed Bradley's cheek and she smiled.

"Have a nice night guys." Alice said and they smiled and walked to the elevator and rode it to their room they got into their room. They got her ready and changed into pajamas while she still slept they got ready and got into bed ready for the next day.

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The next morning Little Y/N was up bright and early, meaning 6 AM. She got out her tablet and put on a show while her daddies slept. She knew to be quiet. Around 7 AM both men woke up they said good morning to each other and looked over to where their little girl was supposed to be sleeping but instead were looking at them smiling.

"Y/N, honey. How long have you been up?" Bradley asked and she held up 6 fingers and she went back to watching her show. Both of the men's eyes widened and looked at each other.

They went through their routine then they headed out the door with the key essentials ready for the day, including an extra pair of clothing in case they got wet or something spilled on one of them. By the time they were done, it was 7:30 AM. They went down to the rental Bronco and headed to Disney World. It was only a 30-minute drive to the park. Each time Little Y/N saw a sign for Disney she got more excited and talked a mile a minute.

They pulled into the parking lot and she squealed. Bradley and Jake smiled. They got out and Jake got her out while Bradley grabbed the bag. Jake sat her down and got down to her level.

"Ground rules. You don't run off no matter who or what you see, you keep us in your sights at all times, you hold our hands the entire time when you're not in our arms or on our shoulders, and you be polite and respectful. Understood?" Jake said in a serious tone, a tone that he would use with his Top Gun students.

"Yes, Dada." She replied and he nodded and stood up.

"Let's go have some fun." He added and Bradley scooped her up and they walked to the front gate. They waited in line they got to the front and showed their tickets and their bag was searched and into the park they went.

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They started with the kid's rides so that she could get the feel of it and she loved the thrill of it. Everything was either caught on video or in pictures and shared with the group. The grandparents were eating it up.

She got to meet so many characters from her favorite movies, especially Elsa because "She reminds me of Grandpa Ice." Of course, pictures were taken and sugary food was eaten causing her to have a sugar rush. Some couples offered to take the whole family's picture and of course, they took their offer.

They kept to the kid's rides that didn't require height requirements and were safe enough for toddlers. They rode 17 rides in total, her favorite ride was the Haunted Mansion ride since that is also her favorite movie apart from Frozen. There were more she wanted to ride but her daddies told her they can be saved for another day as they sat and ate and got hydrated. They had all week but she wasn't buying it.

"Sweets, we can ride those rides tomorrow. It's getting late." Jake said tired but having a good day.

"Nu-uh. It not late." She sassed putting her hands on her hips an action she had seen them both and her Grandma do several times.

"Yea-huh." Jake sassed back and Bradley just shook his head and sat back enjoying the show.

"Nu-uh, Daddy." She sassed right back "We stay and ride." She continued getting agitated another sign she tired.

"We can come back tomorrow." Jake said she paused to think putting a finger on her chin and then stopped and climbed into his lap. It was now 8 PM and the Magic Kingdom was going to be putting on fireworks, which they were close to.

"Fine. We stay for fireworks." She said no room for arguments and Jake sighed and Bradley laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" He turned to look at Bradley.

"She's just like you. Always bargains and usually gets what you want." Bradley said and it was true.

"She gets it from you too, husband." Jake said defending himself.

"I'm not saying she doesn't. You're the one to deny it." Bradley said and Y/N stayed quiet listening to them go back and forth getting comfortable in Jake's lap. This went on until 8:30 PM. They decided to walk to the Magic Kingdom and watch the show at 9 PM. Jake carried their daughter and held her the entire time.

9:18 PM rolled around and the light show and fireworks were done. They started to walk back to the gates with everyone else and as they were walking back Little Y/N fell asleep on Jake's shoulder. They arrived at the Bronco and carefully put her in and put the backpack in the back and got in and fought the traffic out of the park. When they got back to the hotel they did the same routine the night before. Both smiling this trip was so worth it.

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Each day of the week while they were there they rode different rides and ate different foods. The Seresin-Bradshaw family was having a blast! Many souvenirs were bought and photos were taken. Bradley and Jake agreed that the trip was well worth it and they should do it again when she gets older.

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[to6ge]

Hobie Brown x Gn!Reader

Pairing : Hobie Brown / Spider punk x Gender neutral!Reader

Cw : Nothing! This fanfiction is purely fluff :3

Summary : MJ and Peter goes out for a date, Peter requests Hobie to babysit Mayday! He doesnt wanna be alone so, you tagged along!

Gwen’s note : Some feminine traits Punctuations are intended to be improper. Anyways sorry to my sister because this is very bad but i tried my best :( ( part 2 here!! )

MAYDAY IS OLDER HERE! around 3 yrs old

Possible ATSV spoilers!

» Request from my sister !!

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Mayday played with the web shooter and shot a web at Hobie’s face. You laughed hysterically, you thought this was funny, you laughed for a solid 20 seconds till you got cut off “Love, it ain’ that funny” he said pissed.

“I cant help it Hobie!” you were still laughing at that point but you eventually stopped. Mayday was crawling everywhere, you both had a difficult time trying to tame her, she was crawling around till you caught her. “Awh, May! Youre so cute.” you beamed happily. Hobie was just leaning on the doorframe looking at you. “Love, this child’s a handful.”

It hit 5’o clock in the evening when Mayday started crying for food. It was simple since she just needed to eat food, so you both prepared it and Hobie had to spoon feed her. It was so cute watching them both get along. Mayday seemed to like Hobie a lot! You took pictures without them noticing, you giggled when you saw him spoonfeeding Mayday.

Then finally, you and Hobie started to get hungry. You knew how to cook instant noodles, but the problem was, is there even instant noodles inside of Peter and MJ’s house?! “Hobie do you think there are cup noodles here?” you asked, a bit desperate for food. “I saw some down the kitchen counters, why? y’know how to make ’em? I must say my stomach is pretty empty as well,” He said, also a bit desperate for food!

“Great! Wait here and watch over Mayday. Ill go cook some cup noodles,” You beamed happily, skipping off to the kitchen.

After a while, you were finally done making those cup noodles. It took a while but they were worth the wait! You quickly rushed into the room they were in and Mayday was already tucked into her crib. It was just the two of you.

“Should we eat somewhere else or...?” you asked. “Yes, I think we should. We wouldnt want to wake up Mayday,” Hobie replied. You both went to the living room and took some blankets with you. Hobie turned on the TV and put on both of your favorite cartoon. You watched TV while eating.

Once both of you were done, you put on the blanket and rested your head on his shoulder. The moon shined behind the window, your face was lit with the rays of the moon and it was beautiful. It was 1.37AM when the cartoon show stopped. Then finally, you both finally slept in peace.

Apologies, this fanfiction is badly written HAHAHA and its very short. So sorry if its unenjoyable, its short and I kinda ran out of ideas midway so yeah. This is like the very first fanfiction I wrote here.

Btw,, I will make a part 2 for this as a “day 2” of babysitting Mayday!!

[prttykittes]

klee comforting her 15 yr old friend whos crying ! (platonic ofc <3)

here you go!! this all platonic, klee calls reader "big sibling", and I hope you enjoy this !!!<333

cw. crying, comforting, platonic, fluff , small injury, slight blood notes: the only child character I have on genshin is Diona, since I started in November, I want to get Qiqi and klee as well, and Mona! Also I love vampire empire :3 doing this on my chromebook !

Klee was going to bomb some fish, but Klee heard crying, so she walks towards the source. Klee watches as your body trembles, your hand covering your face. She frowns, she walks towards you. Her fingers play with her other fingers, she doesn't know to act or say to you but your crying! So she has to do something!! Her footsteps are unheard, your sobs pain her small heart. She doesn't like anyone crying! She takes a step next to you, her small hand touches your back as she rubs your back. She remembers when Albedo would comfort her when Klee was sad. "Please, don't be sad. Klee is feeling sad" She says, you sniff and wipe away your tears. "Sorry, Klee..." You say, she hugs you. She looks down and sees some blood on your knee, she hugs you more tighter. "I just fell down but it still hurts! I think so-some rocks went i-in..." You say, she hugs you. She rubs your arm. "Let's go see, Jean! Klee knows that Jean will help!" Klee says, with a smile on her face. You let out a sob-laugh, you let out a pained grunt as you try to get up. She holds your hand as she helps you stand, she walks slowly as she holds your hand. You both walk towards the bridge, she makes you sit down. "Don't worry, big sibling! Klee will get Jean!" She says, you smile and nod your head. She runs off, not wasting time to go get Jean. Your glad to have Klee as a friend, you smile and wait.

[gremlinbabe]

Teen wolf head canons part 1 :

Derek isn’t Eli’s birth father but his adoptive father.

Laura Hale is actually Eli’s birth mom, which still makes Eli a Hale just not Derek’s direct kid.

Context: *Derek is 23 in the pilot, is approximately 26 in season six but he’s 35 in the teen wolf movie*

*Eli is 15 years old. Meaning that Eli was born when Derek was 20 & Laura who was 25-26 was most likely pregnant in ny when Derek was 19.*

So if Derek was theoretically the dad, the mom couldn’t be Paige or Kate because it’s already past that time frame & it can’t be Jennifer or Breadon because It’s too early to match the timeframe of Derek being 20 When Eli born.

Now let’s set the stage for pre-pilot:

Laura (21-22) who is now the new alpha after the Hale fire. She comes back from college only to find her super traumatized 16 yr old brother & her uncle (27-28) in a coma. The sheriff helps her and Derek take care of all there arrangements of funerals burials, the formal adoption of Derek, and lodgings for her uncle cuz he’s not waking up no time soon. All because Laura use to babysit stiles and he’d seen both hales growing up over the years enough that he met their parents and him and Claudia eventually became friends with the Hales. And he felt he owed it to those kids to help them out.

Laura tried to wait out peter’s coma hoping he’d wake up but something is wrong so her and Derek stay in beacon hills. But within a year and a half the Hale fire happened, her uncles in a coma, Malia Tate is missing (birth mom tried to assassinate her and she shifted into a coyote) and her mom and sister died from an “animal attack”, and the sheriffs wife getting sick and dying outta no where of dementia (most likely cuz her unrealized magic mutated cuz of nematon or nogitsune) leaving the man a single father of a 10 yr old stiles who turns into a mean alcoholic so can’t help them at all in that moment.

So Laura makes an executive decision to get Peter longer term care and gets her and Derek the hell outta beacon hills and moves them across country to Ny because she deems it too unsafe and needs to protect the last of her pack.

(All that happening back to back should’ve been some warning signs that some shit was happening w the nematon even back then. But the only family who could’ve figured that out early on was burned out and the only eldest surviving member that could’ve possibly had any idea was in a coma.)

Now Laura & Derek are in ny probably 22-23 & 17 and Derek’s probably realizing it was Kate and not an electrical fire and swears off ppl cuz he’s a lil martyr and treats himself poorly as SH & Laura realizes and put him in therapy and herself so she can lead by example.

They start doing a lot better, Laura meets someone at 23-24 most likely in college or a job & it goes really well. But doesn’t tell him about werewolves for safety reasons & Laura(25-26) was most likely pregnant while Derek was 19.

When Derek is 20 her baby is born and Laura lets him pick the name because he’s been doing amazing in therapy. He goes with Elias (for that one kid Laura use to baby sit with the name too hard to pronounce, who’s mother called him mischief, who talked his ear off, who was named after his grandpa aka stiles) Abel (possibly the birth dads name) Hale

And Derek is so happy to be a uncle and Laura happy to be a mom and her bd apart of their growing lil pack. * so much fluff & love & happiness and first steps*

Eli’s first word is my(mine) and if he deems it his he can & will steal whatever it is. Dada is his second word but not to his dad it’s always to Derek which Laura finds endlessly hilarious. First sentence is “my dada” to random lady in ny trying to hit on Derek while he’s in the park with Eli. Laura who’s not too far off is cackling in the distance and Derek is a tomato.

This all last like 3 years till Laura starts feeling a pull back to beacon hills because her pack it’s. Coming more stable and eventually checks on it through the grapevine only to find if there’s a mysterious alpha in beacon hills and decided to check it out before bringing her family back and to do a in person visit to coma uncle to make sure he’s ok.

PLOT TWIST There actually was a mysterious alpha and he was trying to take Peter out of his misery of being in a coma 7+ years as a werewolf.

The nurse being mysterious alphas human beta had gave the alpha updates.

Only peter wakes up and kills the alpha turning into a alpha and goes crazier with a alpha power surplus and recruits nurse beta into helping him gather into about the fire cuz he puts together the Kate thing pretty fast after finding out his hole family died (minus Laura and Derek) died and hyper fixated on getting revenge.

Still new to his powers his alpha whatever sees Laura as threat instead of niece and kills her.

*Laura dies in pilot at 28-29*

[huntershowl]

——— BASICS ! ♡

NICKNAME : raine

PRONOUNS : she/her

ZODIAC SIGN : gemini

TAKEN OR SINGLE : taken!

——— THREE FACTS ! ♡

went to college for game design, with a focus on writing/narrative and 2D art!

i love cooking and baking — currently work as a chef and i arrange a mean charcuterie board :) fav recipe of mine is probably either banana bread or white chocolate lemon scones.

very into tabletop games, but cursed to hate playing over call. in person, i am known to make detailed irl props, animatics, cover songs and shit like that because immersion is my favorite thing to foster in any sort of roleplaying experience!

——— EXPERIENCE ! ♡

too much. too much. tumblr since 2012, but online rp in general forrrrr. 15?? yrs? since i was in third grade and rped with my bff via emails. kjdshfjkshf ive been through the shit. ask me about horror stories and i'll have a fuckin Tale for you (FROM THE LAST FEW MONTHS EVEN. but also earlier. ive seen things. to the extent that i've been actually considering writing an unofficial dissertation on rp from a queer anthropology lens )

——— MUSE PREFERENCE ! ♡

for muses i prefer to write? ALWAYS sad characters. always. if a bitch isnt a little bit sad i lose interest fast. dsjfhkjshdf more specifically, angry femmes, hard-edged bitchy men with hearts of gold. usually has endured some sort of abuse. a bit unlikable, has a long way to go before they're comfortable with vulnerability. occasionally i have an off-type muse pick though (a couple of love-embodiment rays of sunshine, or get.o jj.k for example, but they're still ALWAYS SAD)

for muses i write against? for seph, i prefer characters with some sort of mean streak/bitchiness/hard edge to them. she doesn't do super well with outwardly soft and gentle characters — her muse avoids them and i tend to lose insp fast, even if i love the character ooc.

in a general sense, i'm drawn to characters who are also angsty in some way, but more than that, i'm drawn to conflict. if a dynamic isn't rough in some way, if there's no conflict between them, then it's less my vibe personally! no shade to those who like harmonious/fluffy character relationships of course — i just. yk. my brain likes to cause problems.

——— FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT ! ♡

FLUFF : small doses, short threads! i like fluff a lot, but only occasionally

ANGST : honestly like 90% of my content. eve my fluff threads turn sad. i love putting characters through the meat grinder — not only seph either, just say the word and i will HAPPILY inflict my villains on your blorbo! ask any of my writing partners and they will be able to confirm how much angst is on this fuckin blog JKSDKJDSH

SMUT : on discord yes! on dash, i'll ride the line and get a little spicy, but nothing like super explicit. ALTHOUGH this is a wiggly rule — i might try to explore it with trusted partners at some point if i get less shy

PLOT / MEMES : BOTH. plotting is very very helpful for me because i'm a chatterbox and tend to enjoy dynamics where we can also yell about em ooc. also having spicy plot points and conflicts to work towards makes it easier for me to write multiple threads haha <3 but memes are amazing ways to start interacting, as long as i have some sort of direction going in. so both!

tagged by: stoled from @tewwor

tagging: YOU!

[heartsforcece]

golden trio relationship hcs!

fandom - harry potter

pairing - ron weasley x gn!reader, harry potter x gn!reader, hermione granger x gn!reader

requested? - no

summary - hcs for the golden trio in a relationship

warnings - may be a bit ooc, slight cursing, angst if you squint, vomit-worth fluff, reader bullying ron, house neutral reader, they/them prns

as always, let me know if i missed any !

ron weasley

- it was kinda like love at first sight

- on his end

- you guys ran into each other in the hall

- more like he ran into u

- he was in love, u were pissed off

- for the rest of the day (and the rest of his life) he couldn't help but js stare at u when he saw u

- so much that hermione had to pull him away

- y'all probably met in 3rd yr

- but soon enough u two became friends

- don't ask me how, it js happened

- anyways, once y'all finally started dating this man was physically and mentally unable to keep his hands off of u

- PDA to the MAX

- he's always holding ur hand, having his arm around ur waist, literally always touching u in some way

- his love languages are most definitely physical touch and words of affirmation

- he's one for normal pet names, nothing too sappy

- like babe, dear, love, etc

- but certain pet names from u !?!?

- my love, darling, pretty boy

- he's literally giggling and kicking his feet

- he becomes a literal tomato

- when he does something absolutely stupid, u can't help but laugh

"stop laughing"

"that was one of the most idiotic things i have ever seen u do"

"i hate u"

- there were some moments where he genuinely needed comfort

- like in gof when he was upset with harry, u were there to comfort him

- jealousy problems

- he feels like he isn't rlly good enough yk??

- he thinks that u'll leave him for someone better

- but when he hears (from u personally) that u only love him, he starts to feel better

- anyways, as you can tell, i adore this little shit

- i js wanted to add that he reminds me of a weasel

harry potter

- for him it actually took awhile for him to realize he was in love

- you guys got together in 4th yr

- after the dragon thing in the triwizard tournament (i haven't watched gof in so long)

- anyways,

- you were congratulating him, and then he js like

- kissed u

- broski was shocked with himself

"omgomgomgomg"

"harry."

"omgomgomgomgomgomgomg"

"HARRY."

"omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg"

"HAROLD JAMES POTTER."

- basically how that went down

- ANYWAYS

- sometimes he'll js look at u and think "omg that's MY s/o"

- hopeless romantic fr

- love language is acts of service and quality time

- he loves when u fix his glasses, fix his tie, make sure he eats, etc

- he js didn't get that with the dursleys

- and he'll love it if u js sit in the common room w him, let him lay his head in ur lap while u read

- js spending time w u ??

- it's got him twirling his hair, giggling, kicking his feet

- at first u were completely oblivious to his crush

- then he kissed u so

- ANYWAYS

- he's such a silly little guy

- love him too

- definitely like a dog person but horrified of dogs at the same time

hermione granger

- OKOKOKOK

- literally love her sm sorry

- book reader x comic reader

- u guys met on the hogwarts express

- she was helping nev find trevor and asked u for help

- this was in 1st yr btw

- u were SMITTEN with her beauty

- u realized u loved her in 2nd yr when she yk got wtv it's called

- i forgor 💔

- anyway

- she fell in love w u in 3rd yr

- she js like

- realized

- "omg i love them"

- replace ron w u in that one scene (srry ron)

- breaking up fights between her and ron

"*insert ron and mione bickering*"

"mione?"

"yes love?"

"*insert solution idk*"

- we <3 mione

- cat person. all the way.

- will think abt murdering someone they say they don't like cats

- little study dates

- lalalalala and okokokokok

- love language is quality time

- she js wants to hold u as she reads

- while u play with her hair or vice versa

- rambles abt her day while u js sit there, listen, and play with her hair

- will defend u in anything

- mione is my fav from the golden trio 🙏

a/n: CECE'S ALIVE !?!?!? yes he is!! and they r posting again (cue 2 months w/o posting) anyways, i got lazy and that's why it randomly got less (idk the words i'm turning nocturnal rn)

ALSO I WAS ADDING TAGS AND ??

[ectoamerican]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍

——— BASICS! ♡

(PEN)NAME: Spooky PRONOUNS: he/they/(rarely)she ZODIAC SIGN: Pisces TAKEN OR SINGLE: in a poly relationship ——— THREE FACTS! ♡

1 - I have 2 cats. Their names are Lucy and Bob, and they're siblings from the same litter of kittens. 2 - I legally/technically died twice, once before I was born and once immediately after. :') maybe there's some underlying reason I write a kind of ghost..... Nah. 3 - I am very small for my age. At nearly 31, I still get handed children's discounts at various places. Because I'm 4'11". My 19 yr old cousin's boyfriend thought I was 16 when he met me. And... I require a stepstool to put stuff away in the kitchen. ——— EXPERIENCE! ♡

PLATFORMS USED: tumblr, discord, ( and in the ye olden days-- YIM and Deviantart.) PLOTTING / WINGING IT / MEMES: I can do all of these, but I absolutely prefer to plot. At least a little? Get a rough idea of what we want to start with, where it might go? It's good to know if either of us have any ideas to bounce off of each other. ——— MUSE PREFERENCE! ♡

GENDER: I play a cis male character, in the past I have played many other genders cis and non cis. MULTI OR SINGLE: If we're talking abt me writing the characters? single, i can only focus on one muse at a time and prefer to dedicate one full blog to a single muse. LEAST FAVOURITE FACECLAIM(S): real people who aren't actors or typically known as actors, as in like youtubers or band members. I just can't separate them mentally from who they actually are. Nothing against the ppl that use those FCs though. My silly brain just sees ppl like Markiplier and only sees Mark, not the character he's being used as the face of. ——— FLUFF / ANGST / SMUT! ♡

FLUFF: yes. I love fluffy threads. ANGST: I'm alright with angst, as long as it's not certain kinds of angst just for the sake of angst. I don't hate angst or anything at all, the character I play has lots of angst potential even. Maybe... too much though? Used to be active in the fandom and lets just say certain things got pretty old, fast on the angst front. But def talk to me if you have an angsty idea. It's probably not in the same realm as whatever the fandom was doing. SMUT : my muse is a teenager.

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[mitsua]

hiii first time writing a req in like 2-ish yrs so i'm sorry of i use the wrong words

could you write a jealous hayato kamitani x reader from school babysitters like for example Yagi is flirting with reader? you could write his reaction or a whole scenario up to you!!!

thanksss<3

🪼 : Oooohhh this sounds ✨️🤌✨️

I'm so glad for being your first request after many time! Thanks to you, precious story!

Let's go then 🍩☕️

Hayato Kamitani × Reader

(Jealousy)

[When being at the same school, as a student babysitter]

Warnings: Bad grammar and spelling mistakes

Genre: Fluff Series: Gakuen Babysitters

Words' count: 0.85k Y/n's . . . GN!

You were a babysitter before Hayato decided to, helping Kashima with anything you could. The little ones loving you as you played along with them to anything their creative minds came up with.

This being said, you've met many people on your way of becoming one of the babies' best friends. Including Tomoya Yagi.

You can't recall when was the first time you've met him, however, he seemed to do it, very well.

And just like that, he called himself your friend for the very first time.

Sometimes coming out of nowhere saying it was a mere coincidence.

Which you tried to brush off as his normal behaviour towards everyone the more you spent time with him at some walks by the park or stopping him from getting any closer to your little friends.

Hayato and you are classmates, but have never really become great friends or anything like that, on the other side, you were really close to Ryuuchi, he was so kind and cheerful with the kids and everyone sorrounding him, you admired him for that.

So it was a bit weird when knowing who the new adition to the babysitter's club was.

I've mentioned you've met Yagi, and to your surprise, there was this rare time when you've got to be with both Yagi and Ryuuchi, and they somehow had already met each other ?

The first week with Hayato as a new babysitter was spent on him learning the basics.

Mostly you teaching him how to take his brother off of him without being rude or acting mad around him, while Kashima took care of the others.

Yeah, a whole week for it.

During that period, Hayato got to know more about you and effectively, started showing a bit more of consideration with his brother. (Or more like he didn't hit him anymore, which was a lot of progress).

You couldn't help but notice that when you had spent class' time with a man or to be more specific, Kashima, he was way more agressive at the club, making you remember his first week there.

Those were limited occasions. But the first time he got to be with Yugi, and you were there ? ...let's say he'd be freezed in awkwardness and shock of him hugging you all friendly and calling you names. At first.

Of course he wouldn't show any other emotion that wasn't the embarrassment of being trapped with him. ( Yes because he'd obviously would like you to stay with him ).

Have I already mentioned Yugi knows the exact day, time and place were you met ? Well, it seems like he can't remember telling that story any moment, so he'd be most likely talking and laughing about that the whole time.

Maybe it was because he intended to annoy him even more, or he couldn't really remember talking about it 20 times ago, but Yugi won't stop; Hayato being about to lose his composure would prefer to get away of you two for a few minutes to calm down a bit.

⚾️Now, why would Hayato be more annoyed of ?

⚾️Words. Yes, words. Like, the hugs and holding hands can wait a little longer to tickle something on him.

⚾️Someone being touchy could only make him jelous because he can't show his affection too openly like that person seems to. But if that's not the case, then he's all to weird by the sudden touches been given to his S/o.

⚾️If there's this person who can't shut their mouth for a damn minute or keep on trying to steal you from him to have a small talk, he'll lose it.

⚾️He wants to talk to you, wants to get to know you better and share opinions, why does someone have to come and ruin it ?

⚾️Flirting ? In front of him ? the worst.

⚾️He'd get awkward as if someone's hugging you or anything like that as his first instinct, but some seconds after, he'd :

1-. Leave. If he's sensed you seemed to get along with that person, he thinks it'd be the best to leave for a few moments to relax and let you be.

2-. Do nothing but keep in the picture. This may be the one he applies the most since, as I've said, he doesn't really want to leave you. So, if that person seems to be persistent or even making you uncomfortable, he'd enter a bit by making slight commentaries about experiences you've had with him.

⚾️Would he stay mad for some time after the incident ?

⚾️Yes, but of course, not with you, he clearly knows you couldn't control it ( if that person was persistent ), or if that was a good friend of yours, he knows you'd tell him anything about it.

⚾️Sadly, and if his brother keeps bothering him, he'd end up being harsher than ever with him.

⚾️And if you ever try to come up as to why is he in that mood he'd try to avoid the topic or simply lie about Taka being more annoying than normal.

🪼 : Couldn't help but put 2 gifs 🥲💗 they're so cute!!!!

Thanks for reading my dear stories!

[graciegoeskrazy]

Changes

Pairings: Bucky x Teen!Daughter!reader

Request: hey gracie! i’m so glad your requests are open!!if you’re comfortable i would like to request a bucky barnes x daughter!reader (around 16 yrs old).request: y/n is bucky’s daughter is very closed off and is having trouble at school due to her parents separating. she gets into fights at school and her principal calls her dad to school to talk about it. when they go home, bucky and her mom are yelling at her and she finally breaks down and tells them why she’s acting the way she is.thank you so much!!! ♡ - Anon

Readers Age: About 16

Word Count: 1036

Warnings: Child caught in divorce, parents fighting, angst (LIKE LOTS OF IT), fluff at the end tho, barley proof read, mentions of school fights (is that a warning? idk I don't wanna take any chances) LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANY

A/N: My first request! Thanks to the wonderful anon for the idea. I hope you enjoy and I did your idea justice! I've experienced this several times being a child of divorce myself. I hope you guys enjoy. constructive feedback appreciated! PLEASE DO NOT REPOST! divider from @firefly-graphics

“It is clear that the efforts both y/n and our school is making, is not benefiting anyone. That is why, I think it is in everyone's best interest for y/n to take some time off from school.”

“What- you mean like, suspension?”

“Yes. Suspension.”

You knew you were in deep shit. The thought of your mothers voice played in your head. You and your father were escorted outside the office and asked to leave. You threw your backpack into the backseat and hopped into the passenger's seat. Your dad pulled out of the school's parking lot and started the short drive home. You never looked or said anything towards him once. Occasionally, you could feel him staring at you, but your eyes never left from looking outside the window. He would let out deep sighs every once in a while that would just make you more angry.

You quickly got out of the car and walked through the front door of your mom's house. You didn't even make it halfway up the stairs before you heard your mom call your name. “y/n, come back.” You turned around. “Come sit.” She said, The 3 of you sat in the living room. Your Mother and Father sat on the couch, while you sat on the chair in front of them. It's been awhile since all three of you had been in the same room and talked. In Fact, the last time was probably when they told you about the divorce. You put your backpack down, and sank into the chair.  “Just go ahead, yell.” Bucky was quick to interject, “We are not going to yell at you y/n.”

“Really? That’s a first.” You said sarcastically. You picked at your fingernails trying to avoid eye contact at all costs. Your mom spoke, “y/n we know this is a lot on you.” You scoffed at the understatement. “We understand the feelings you are having and the changes. But, punching someone? Honey, I- I don’t even know where you got that idea?!”

“You married a super soldier.” You said. 

“Fair.” Bucky said. Your mom gave him a stern look. “What? It’s fair.”

“Bucky. This isn’t about that-“

“But it's kind of most definitely about that.”

“But we have a bigger problems to-“

“Yes and we should address both-“

“Are you two gonna make me sit here and watch you both fight all day? Because, I’ve been doing that for the past year and a half, and I think I had my fair share.” You got up and looked at both of your parents. “We’re sorry. Ju- just sit.” Bucky said. You slowly obeyed. “You should have told us y/n. We had no idea it was extending towards school! We could have gotten you help.” Your mom said. “We thought everything was going okay, but your grades are dropping? And now you're getting into fights? Baby, this is so unlike you, and we need you to tell us how we can help. Why are you being so distant?” Tears started to form on your eyes. You still weren’t looking at them. Just playing with your nails and drawing patterns with your finger onto the velvet chair you sat on. Your dad continued the conversation, “There is so much change happening, and we both know it’s scary, but it doesn’t mean that it's all bad. I mean look at where you are! Now you get two cool houses, more one-on-one time with me and your mom. A new school which means a new chance to start over-“

“I don't want those things! I want my old life back! I want one house with two parents that aren’t fighting so I don’t have to spend a certain amount of time with one over the other, and can just have them both without being awkward, and go to a school that doesn’t have people make fun of me because I’m constantly crying with my grades dropping and I don’t want two Holidays or two birthdays! I want one! One house, one school with my old friends, one birthday, one holiday, one me, and two parents! I had ALL of it and you took it away! You both keep asking ‘Why are you distant? Why are you acting weird?’, well maybe it's because you two have given me tons of changes for the last year and a half! Because I don’t know how to handle this stupid shit your throwing at me! Because this entire thing has happened so fast. I look away for one second then look back and you two are yelling at each other and going on dates with new people, while I sit alone i'm in my room, crying, and not with friends because everyone at school thinks I’m a loser and a freak because I have mental breakdowns and panic attacks every 10 minutes because I can’t believe this is the life I’m living! I know this is hard on both of you, but I’m caught in the middle of it and it’s not fair!”

You didn’t notice the tears in your eyes or the fact that you made your way to your knees. Your parents instantly scooped you up into their arms sharing a big embrace. While they were both holding you, your mom started fixing some of your hair that had stuck to your face while crying and pulled it back into a ponytail, while your dad took your face in his hands and wiped away your tears whispering softly into your ear promising you that everything was going to be alright.

“It’s going to get better, we promise you.” Your mom said, “But you need to start talking to us and not be so closed off.”

“I’m trying, It's just hard.”

“I know, we understand. I think we all need to do a better job at communicating.” she gave you a soft smile.

“I’m sorry.”

“No. You have absolutely no reason to be sorry. Never say that again. You understand?”

“Yes sir.”

Your mom continued, “We love you sweet girl.”

“I love you more.”

Your dad pressed a kiss to your forehead and took your face in his hands, “We love you most.”

[animated-moon]

scraped knees — m. atsumu

pairing: miya atsumu x gn!reader (implied that atsumu is crushing on reader)

word count: 1k (precise figures are 1066 words)

contains: no angst only fluff, mentions of food and injuries, awkward and in love atsumu, convenient stores are called “q-mart”s, i hate it i used yn i absolutely despise using yn but i did

a/n: i really REAAALLY wanted to make a “scraped yr knees fallin for me” joke but 🧘 also i really despise the title but there was nothing better i couldve named it so <3

☆。*。☆。

“Tsumu! You can put me down!”

“No! What if your wound gets worse or something?” He objected, gripping your calves firmly

“I am perfectly capable of walking! It’s just a scrape on my knee!” You tried again, cheeks heating up as the man shook his head, set on carrying you the entire way.

Atsumu leaned back in his chair. If this day dragged on any longer, he might not be able to even wake up for classes tomorrow. Everyone else in the dorm apartment was already sound asleep, and he wished he could say the same for himself. Just when he’d decided to go to bed, he heard the front door open. Who could be returning at – he checked the clock – 2.38 am? Wasn’t everyone already home and asleep? He sat up, alarmed as he peeked into the living room. When your slouched frame came into view, he became even more confused. He knew for a fact that your classes ended way earlier, and your club had nothing scheduled for the day, so why had you only returned in the wee hours of the morning?

“y/n?” He called out softly, not wanting to startle you but failing anyways.

“Atsumu? Why are you still awake?” You asked, fatigue seeping into your voice as you remained where you stood.

“I just finished with some work and washed up. You?” He replied as casually as he can, awkwardness lingering in the air as both of you kept your distance. He noticed that you hadn’t taken off your shoes yet, although you were already facing the direction of your room.

“Y’going somewhere? Later, I mean,” He asked. A grimace flashed on your face as you sighed. There’s no reason for you to lie to Atsumu.

“I have to go get some bandages. Last I checked we ran out of them and I kind of need them.” Worry bubbled in his chest as he furrowed his brows.

“I don’t really want to talk about it now. Not in the middle of the night, at least,” you replied, starting to head for your room. Atsumu took a few steps towards you, following you in. You rose a brow at him, but let him do as he pleased. He simply stood behind you silently as you grabbed some things, unsure of what he could possibly say. He looked down at the floor, watching your shadow move in a staggered manner as if you were in pain. A hiss from you finally made him look up, and his gaze locked onto the huge scrape on your knee…

…Which is how you’re where you were now, on Atsumu’s back as he brisk walked to the nearest available convenience store. The area around the dorms were almost completely silent, save the sound of cars every few minutes and Atsumu’s panting.

About a short minute later, the words “24/7 Q-MART” spelled with neon lights greeted your eyes. Atsumu nudged open the door of the store with his foot, bending down a little to make sure at your head wouldn’t bump against the doorframe, before heading straight for the section labelled “Medical”. You hid your face in the back of Atsumu’s neck, avoiding eye contact with all the patrons giving you weird looks. You’d practically given up on trying to argue with him now; Osamu really wasn’t kidding about his stubbornness.

“Do ya want get anything? Food? Ice cream? They have a new flavour of it and it’s really good?” Atsumu asked, and you wondered why he was treating you as if you’ve got a fatal injury.

“Sure,” you replied simply, stormclouds from the bad day drifting away with him being so unusually nice to you. After he made payment at the cashier, he proceeded to bring you outside of the store, settling you down on the curb. You winced slightly as you straightened out your legs. Atsumu took a seat beside you, rummaging in the small bag for that roll of bandages you just got.

“’m not super sure how to do this, but let me try,” he said, tone not leaving any room for argument as he gingerly wrapped your knee up with the bandage. “Wait, you’ve washed the wound already, right?” He asked suddenly, and you couldn’t help but laugh at his panicky expression.

“Yes, of course I have.”

You heard Atsumu let out a sigh of relief as he went back to fixing up your wound. He decided that he’ll ask about this injury later, when you’re more ready to talk to him about your day. His touch was gentler and more careful than you thought it would be, and it would’ve felt pleasantly ticklish if only you weren’t hurt. When he was finally done, you realized how exhausted you were from the day. He repositioned himself to sit closer to you, unwrapping the ice cream before he hands one to you. Unlike before in your room, you both now sit in comfortable silence, and you had to bite back smiles whenever Atsumu stole glances at you, thinking you didn’t notice.

When you were done, he squat down in front of you again with his back to you, and you looked at him in confusion.

“Get on, I’m carrying ya back,” he said, as if it were the most natural thing ever for a roommate to carry their close friend back after rushing out at an ungodly hour to get them bandages. This time, however, you were too tired to say no. You climbed onto Atsumu’s back, and he stood up with ease, already starting to head back to your dorms. Warmth radiated from his body, a comfortable feeling in contrast to the winds which were too cool for your liking.

“Tsumu… thank you,” you muttered, sleepiness washing over you as you blinked drowsily, unconsciously clinging onto him tighter. Atsumu only chuckled, a sound that rumbled from deep within his chest.

“I really like ya, y‘know?”

“I like you too,” you replied, but he wasn’t sure if it was the exhaustion or your true feelings talking. He wasn’t even sure that you’d processed what he said at all. Maybe you’d remember this tomorrow when your mind was clearer.

“Go to sleep, okay?” He said softly.

“Goodnight, Tsumu,” you mumbled, his steady pace lulling you to sleep. The ghost of a smile flashed across his face.

“Goodnight, y/n.”

[nctsplug02]

Can I request dad!johnny? he cheated with y/n so they broke up and 3 yrs later he saw y/n with their son (y/n a single mom) but johnny isnt still aware of it that it’s his kid? Angst-fluff maybe? Thank you!

get your popcorns ready, this is gonna be a long story.

genre: angst, fluff

—

You and your son were waiting in line for some ice cream, he heard the ice cream truck and asked to get some, of course you agreed since it was so hot outside. “Hello,” you greeted the man in the ice cream truck. “Hi, what can I get for you today?” He asks and you hum. “I think I’ll get vanilla. What do you want, baby?” You ask your three year old. “Can I get the brown one?”

The man chuckles and nods before heading back into his truck to get the ice creams. “Okay, here you two are! It’ll be five bucks.” You hand the man a five dollar bill before bidding your goodbyes.

“Y/n?” You turn your head to the direction where your name was called. “Oh, Mark? Taeil?” You’re shocked to see your olds friends standing in line, waiting to order their ice creams. “So it is you! Hyung, you owe me twenty bucks,” Taeil rolls his eyes at the youngster and nods.

“Anyways, how’ve you been? It’s been so long!” The young boy cheers. “I’ve—,” you feel your dress get tugged on. “Mommy, who are they?” Your son asks, hiding behind you. “These.. um,” you look back at Mark and taeil. “They are my friends from a long time ago.” You smile at the two men in front of you.

“Wait, your a mom now? Wow!” Mark covers his mouth in shock. “Mark, youre too loud.” Taeil tells him, Mark apologizes and lowers his voice. “Uh, yeah.. I’m a mom now.” Mark crouches down and holds a fit out to your son. “Hi, buddy! I’m mark!” Your son tilts to the side to look at Mark. He looks up at you who just smiles down at him. “I’m Sungchan.” Your son quietly introduces himself and hi-fives Marks fist.

“Nice to meet you, sungchan.” Mark giggles at the three year olds shyness. “Where are you guys off to?” Taeil asks while Mark tried to start a conversation with the three year old. “Just back to the park, what about you guys?” You point to the park that had no people. “Well, we came here to get some ice cream for us and the others, so we’re headed back.. over there.”

He points to a place behind the cars that were all parked and lined up. “Oh, who’s all over there with you guys? Maybe I’ll come with and say hello to them.” You smile at him, thinking about the others that you hadn’t seen either. “Well, there’s taeyong, Jeno, yuta, Doyoung, and Johnny.” He lists them out, you pause at the last name.

“O—oh, um, actually I think me and Sungchan are just gonna head home after this.” You hug Sungchan to your leg. “Oh, well. Here, how about we swap numbers so you can come over tonight? I mean, we are throwing a little party.” You think about it, what could go wrong with reuniting with some old friends?

“Sure! I mean, it’s been years since we’ve all talked and seen each other, so why not?” He laughs a little and pulls his phone out. You and him swap numbers before you and Sungchan left home.

Mark and Taeil walk back to the little group with ice cream cones in their hands. “Okay, take your ice creams! Me and Taeil have to tell you guys who we just met.” They all take their ice cream and wait for Mark to continue.

“We bumped into y/n at the ice cream truck, she looks better than ever!” Mark announces with a giggle.

——

Later that night, Taeil had texted you, telling you to come over for a bit. You got worried and asked if you could bring Sungchan, he said yes and that he didn’t mind.

You got Sungchan out of the car and knocked on the door. The door swings open and you see Mark at the door. “Aye! You actually came!” He gasps when he sees the three year old standing besides you. “Ahh! Sungchan!” He giggles and starts to jump. “Hi, Mark.” You giggle at how excited he was to see your son.

Mark shuts the door after letting the two of you in. “Are you hungry? Yeah, okay. Why don’t you go play with uncle Mark while mommy grabs you some food, yeah?” Your son nods and looks up at Mark. “Let’s go!” Sungchan grabs Marks hand and allows Mark to take him to the basement.

You sigh and start looking around for the kitchen. “Oh,” you find the kitchen filled with food that they had just barbecued. You hum and start looking for plates, paper plates are sitting on the counter which you grabbed. You filled with plate up with some chicken and rice. You reheat the cold food and while waiting a voice scares you.

“Y/n?” Oh, you knew that voice, you knew it well.

You turned around to see your ex lover standing in shock by the door frame. “Johnny, hi.” You inhale sharply. “Is.. is that your kid?” He points behind him.

- few moments ago -

Johnny sighs and opens the bathroom door. “Yo! Watch out, man!” Mark yells and pushes the tall man back into the bathroom. “Woah, who’s kid is that?” Johnny asks pointing to the three year old.

“Mhm.” You nod confirming his question. “Oh, well, how’ve you been—?”

beep, beep, beep.

The microwave saves the awkward moment. “I’ve been good, how about you?” You grab the food out of the microwave. “I’ve been.. good too.” He nods and tucks his hands in his pockets. “That’s good. Can you show me where the basement is?” He nods and gestures you to follow him.

Entering the basement, you could see your son playing with Mark. “Oh, my god! Y/n? It’s been so long!” Jungwoo gasps and sits up, running over to you and hugging you. “Hi Jungwoo!” You giggle and pst his back as he swayed you back and forth. “Gosh! So that baby must be yours, huh?” You nod and scrunch your face up. “Okay, well I see you have a plate of food so, go on.”

You walk over to Mark and Sungchan who are playing with some action figures. “Channie, come eat food.” You sit down and place the plate down. “Okay, mommy.” He crawls over to you and sits in front of you. “Here, ahh.” You open your mouth and so does he. “Omm, nom nom nom.” Your son giggles at your food noises.

——

After feeding your son, your son got tired and wanted to go home. “Hey guys, me and Sungchan are gonna head home. He’s getting really tired and cranky.” The guys frown and whine, not wanting you to leave just yet. “I’ll see you guys next time, okay?” Mark walks you to your car with Sungchan in his arms.

“Okay, bye y/n. Drive safe, alright?” You giggle and nod. “I’m not that bad of a driver, Mark. But yes, don’t worry. Goodnight Mark, don’t drink too much.” He laughs and nods. “Okay, mom,” he jokes, “goodbye channie, see you soon! Bye buddy!” He waves the little boy off before running back inside as you drove off.

——

For days your son had begged you nonstop if he could spend the night at Marks, and honestly, you didn’t know if Mark would be up for it or if he would be able to take care of your three year old. “Okay, I’ll call uncle Mark to see if he lets, okay?” The three year old cheers and nods.

You pick up your phone and start calling Mark.

“Hey, what’s up y/n?” The man sounded so lively. “Hi Mark, can I ask you something?” The boy nods and hums. “Okay, so lately Sungchan had been asking and begging for me to let him sleep at your place, so is it alright if Sungchan sleeps at your place? For like, a day?”

The man on the other line freaks. “Dude, of course! Send me your address I’ll come pick him up.” You giggle at his excitement, him and Sungchan are growing up as best friends. “Alright, ill send it.” The other line goes silent, bitch hung up.

“Channie! Go get ready! Uncle Mark is coming to pick you up!” The little boy cheers and runs into his room, quickly packing some of his toys and some clothes.

“Im ready, mommy!” He says with his backpack on and his shoes on the wrong way. “Good job, baby! Let’s go wait for uncle Mark outside, yeah?” He nods and runs towards the front door.

You and him are outside, youre sitting on the steps while he sat next to you. “It’s a pretty day, isn’t it?” Your son nods and looks at the flowers that were planted by the big tree in front of your house, it had a swing on it from your childhood.

A car pulls up and you grab Sungchan hand. “Oh, it’s uncle mark.” You let his hand go as he slowly walks down the stairs and then runs to his uncle. “Uncle Mark!” He jumps into the mans arms and makes the older man giggle. “Hey buddy!” He lifts up the three year old and looks over at you, who is walking towards them.

“Hey Mark, take good care of my baby, okay? He’s the only one I’m having.” Mark and you laugh, but soon after he nods. “Hey y/n?” You look in the car to see Johnny sitting in the passenger seat. “Oh, hey Johnny, didn’t see you.” He slightly laughs and then looks back in his lap. “Alright, ready to go, buddy?” The three year old nods.

“You go and be good, okay? If someone tells me you were being a bad boy, then you don’t get to go back to uncle Marks, got it?” The little on nods. “Okay, give mommy a kiss.” You turn your head and point to your cheek. You pull away when you feel his little lips press against it. “Okay, bye bye, baby.” You ruffle his hair. “Bye mommy!”

——

Later that night, you had ran to that store for some food and bumped into someone very attractive. You and him swapped numbers and starts going on dates after that. While on those dates, Mark would babysit for you, you offered to pay him for every time he watch your son but he didn’t accept it.

Tonight was a rainy night, you and jaehyun couldn’t go on a date so you both decided to stay in with Sungchan.

- a little recap of their night -

“Happy 8 month anniversary, babe.” Jaehyun says and clinks his wine glass with yours. “Happy 8 months, baby.” You take a small swig. “Mommy, happy happy day.” Sungchan holds up his cup of apple juice. “Aww, happy happy day, baby.” You giggled and clinked your cup with his.

——

It was so late and the rain made the three of you guys so sleepy, so the three of you ended up sleeping early.

A sudden faint knock could be heard from the living room. You sit up frantically, another knock. “Who the f.. it’s so late..” you groan and get out of bed, making your way down to the front door with a bat in your hand.

“Johnny?” You see Johnny standing in front of your door all soaked, he looked.. intoxicated. “Y/n..” he slurred and wobbled, he couldn’t even hold himself up. “Johnny, it’s late, what are you doing in front of my door at this time?” He laughs but it sounded broken. “I.. I miss you so much..”

he was just drunk talking, you said to yourself.

“Johnny, should I call Mark—?” He quickly shakes his head. “No, please don’t. If you do then he’ll yell at me.” You sigh, the cold breeze making your legs shiver. “I just miss you so much, I miss holding you at night, I miss the way you kissed me, please just take me back—“ you stopped his rambling, his drunk rambling.

“No, johnny, you don’t get to do this! I’ve finally healed after 4 years of our break up. I was so heartbroken that you cheated on me with some random chick from the bar. I was so hurt that you hid it from me and that I had to find out from Renjun and Chenle. This ain’t fair, johnny!” He laughs and nods. “He’s my son, isn’t he?” Great, a new topic.

“So what if he is? It doesn’t matter anymore, you were never in the picture anyway so why does it matter?” He looks up at you. “He’s my son—“ you shake your head. “No he isn’t, he isn’t. He may have your blood but he isn’t your son.” Silence took over, all that could be heard was the raining showering. “Just leave, please? I don’t want to ever see you again.” He steps closer with tears streaming down his cheeks.

“Y/n, please let’s just talk—“ the door opens wider. “She said to leave.” Johnny looks at the man besides you and then back at you. “Alright, I’m sorry..” Johnny turns back around and walks out of your property.

Jaehyun closes the door shut and is immediately taken into your embrace. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up.” He shakes his hand and taps on your thigh, telling you to jump, so you do. “It’s okay, let’s just go back to bed.” He says carrying you back up to your room.

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a/n: i got really tired and confused at the end. hopefully you can see where i ran out of words and ideas for this story. and by confused i mean like, not knowing anymore words, not knowing what to write and etc. hopefully i can fix this and make it better because it isn’t really that good. I’ll try my best next time! :)

[cowboycakes]

Do You Get My Letters

✥ Pairing: Levi x fem!Reader, somewhat Reiner x fem!Reader

✥ Themes: Fluff, angst, sadness, big ass plot twist

✥ Warnings: Female bodied reader (she/her pronouns,) Pregnancy and birth (nothing gory.) Mentions of death, violence, and threats. Manipulation.

✥ Synopsis: You are carrying Reiner's baby when he betrays Paradis. Levi decides to step in.

✥ Word Count: 2.2k

(there is a part two up to this fic, but i've decided i'm going to rewrite the ending at some point.)

Anon's Request: Hi! I saw your requests are open so here I want to give my little scenario a try! 🕳🤸🏽‍♀️ I thought abt this last night, I’m currently rewatching AOT after 6 yrs and yet to finish season 4, so sorry if I’m wrong abt timelines/the plot? My request is the reader was with child with Reiner, but b4 reader told him, he betrayed and exposed his mission. Levi stepped in to help reader. And btw, I just finished watching ep 3 of season 4, so maybe Eren telling reiner abt his child and he regrets leaving the reader? And reiner jealous at the fact Levi is most likely considered his child’s father at that point. I can’t come up with an ending, so I’ll leave it up to you if you do take in my request. If this isn’t your type of writing I totally understand!

Note: This story is canon divergent. It is set in season 4, but in a universe where Reiner is not revealed as a traitor/the armored titan until a few months before season 4 takes place, as the reader was having relations with him until then and did not know his secret. I’m sorry if that change bothers you, I just wanted to write this as sort of its own story. This story contains season 4 spoilers! It also has nothing to do with the canon ending of AOT.

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Dear Reiner,

I hope this letter somehow gets to you, I don’t quite know where to start.

In a perfect world, I would be so happy to tell you this. You’d be ecstatic too, I think. And before you try to second guess me: I’m sure by now, don’t worry.

I’m pregnant.

I guess we weren’t careful enough before you left. I feel like an idiot. And lost. But I’m not hopeless. I know myself, I can make it work somehow. With or without you.

I’m still in shock about you. How could someone so close hide so much? You’re a talented spy I suppose, a great asset to Marley. You made me trust you with my entire life. You made me love every false thing about you. And this is the rude awakening I get in return.

I’ll raise our child to value honesty and kindness, all in spite of you.

Sincerely,

Reader

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The paper was damp with tears after you lifted your pen for a final time. You wished you could just keep the whole thing a secret: go make a quiet life for yourself somewhere else. It wouldn’t be right. Not after all of the dishonesty that man had spewed to you over the past few years. You had to tell him.

The door to the office room you’d settled in to write the letter creaks open. It’s Levi. He looks at your puffy eyes somberly, sympathetic. He was the first person you had told about the entire situation. Not because you were close, just because you needed help.

You fold your letter and stick it into a sturdy envelope. Levi takes it in his hand.

“That piece of shit doesn’t deserve a thing from you. Not a letter. Certainly not tears,” Levi says, using a clean handkerchief to wipe a stray drop from your cheek, “but I am proud of you.”

You take the handkerchief from him, feeling more tears stream down your face.

“Proud? I’m a fucking idiot,” you say through your sobs.

“Don’t even try to pull that self pity shit with me. Things happen sometimes. And you’re strong enough to commit to getting through it,” he responds.

You stand up, pushing your chair out. You look at him as you dry your face off again.

“I’m alone. How the hell am I supposed to do this shit alone?”

“You are not alone,” Levi replies. You’re shocked when he pulls you into a hug. “I’m going to help.”

You had never seen this side of him before. You look at him as you pull away slowly, tears still welled in your eyes.

“Are you sure? That's a big burden, Levi. None of this has to involve you.”

“Not the biggest burden I’ve ever taken on,” he shrugs. “There’s a lot of death around here, Y/N. Everyone is going to be happy about the little bit of life you’re giving us.”

You chuckle. He’s cynical, but he’s right.

He licks the envelope as he walks toward the door.

“Want me to run you a hot bath or something? Is that the type of shit pregnant people need?” he asks.

You laugh, a little harder than normal. It felt so relieving to laugh.

“Sure, Captain,” you respond softly.

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Dear Reader,

I received your letter before the battle in Marley. I actually got to hand it to Reiner myself. He knows everything now. He broke down in front of me after reading it, going on about how much he regrets everything. How he wishes he could change things and be there for you. He begged me to kill him right there.

The world will eventually not have suffering like what you are going through now.

Eren Jaeger

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Your jaw had dropped reading it. He begged me to kill him.

You hand the letter Levi had just delivered back to him. He reads it with a furrowed brow.

“Do you think…” you begin, your voice shaky, “do you think I could send another letter?”

Levi purses his lips, “Possibly. I can ask Jaeger. But right now, you need to bring your blood pressure back down.”

You were over seven months along now. You had found out about your pregnancy late, after being in denial for four whole months. Hange insisted on checking you out after you’d thrown up every morning for a week.

Levi had since gone on a parenting book reading spree; he made you read several of them too. He knew just about everything you needed to do to make a healthy baby: what to eat, what not to eat, how to exercise, when to go to the doctor, etc. It was really sweet how much he cared. You knew it gave him hope, something to fight for, something to come home to.

You were terrified when he left for Marley. You kissed him for the first time when he returned. Just about everyone you knew had to fight. You wished you could be out there fighting with them like you were supposed to. Maybe you could have made a difference.

Levi takes your hand, squeezing it to bring you out of your thoughts.

“What can I do?” he asks.

“Get me a glass of wine,” you grumble.

“Absolutely not.”

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Dear Reiner,

Reader does not know I’m sending this. So keep it that way, or I’ll kill your sorry ass. Or maybe not, you’d probably enjoy that. In that case I’ll get creative.

How does it feel? Being a fucking deadbeat? Is it everything you’d thought it’d be and more? Fucking her and leaving her with nothing, like she belongs in a whorehouse. Reminds me of what happened to my mother. Pieces of shit like you came in and sent her to her death, leaving her kid behind to starve.

I wasn’t about to let her suffer like my mother did. But you were. I’m glad your choices haunt you, Reiner. You fucking deserve it.

I’ll be there for the both of them from now on, doing everything you were never capable of. She’s due any day now, I’m sure she’ll try to write to you.

Levi

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You feel your first contraction while napping on the couch with Levi. You were settled in between his legs, your back leaning up against his chest. He had his hands on your stomach; he loved to feel the baby kick and tell them some of the happier stories in his memories.

The two of you had grown so close over the past few months. You slept together every night now. You didn’t want to leave each other’s sides if you didn’t have to. Levi would cuddle and massage you any time your pregnant body was ailing you.

You had fantasized with him about life after the war. He wanted to be a husband, a father, to live peacefully in the countryside. And he wanted more than anything for you to join him.

The first contraction wasn’t painful enough for you to make much more than a grunting noise, but Levi woke up the second he felt your stomach contort a bit. He was on very high alert these days.

“Holy… shit…is that what I think it is?” Levi whispers, “Don’t answer. I’m getting Hange.”

He crawls out from behind you and sprints out of the room.

The pain worsens and becomes much more frequent while he’s out looking for Hange. You stand up eventually after getting the urge to walk around - and your water breaks. You start panicking, unsure of how dilated you were and how much time you had left before pushing. You really wished you’d done more than just skimmed through those birthing books right about now.

Levi and Hange eventually come sprinting back into the room with a wheelchair and cold rags to find you whimpering in pain on the couch, trying your best to control your breathing.

You’re rushed down the halls to the Scout’s infirmary, where Levi had made sure the perfect room was set up for you - and it had been that way for two months.

The next hour goes by in a blur. Hange knew the biology of how to deliver the baby, and Levi knew how to coach you. He helped you hold your legs back when you pushed, and helped you count out your breathing. Hange attended to everything that might have made Levi faint, like checking your dilation and making sure the baby was coming out at the right angle. You got lucky having these two by your side.

Through all of your efforts, you finally hear a cry. You look up to see Levi holding your tiny new baby as Hange wiped them clean. He was smiling, way bigger than you’d ever seen him smile before, with tears in his eyes.

“Here,” he says softly, handing her to you.

You cradle her on your bare skin. “She’s so perfect, Levi! Look how sweet she is!” you coo.

“What are you going to call her?” he asks, stroking your hair as you gleam down at your baby.

“I was thinking,” you smile, “Kuchel.”

Levi lets out small gasp. Tears start streaming down his face, his efforts to stifle them failing.

“Really? I think that’s,” he wipes his eyes, “a wonderful name.”

—-

Dear Reiner,

She’s finally here! Oh my god, she’s precious. Levi and Hange helped to deliver her. Labor went smoothly. Levi started to cry when he saw her for the first time. She really is just that perfect. We are calling her Kuchel, after Levi’s mother. He cried when I told him that, too (don’t tell him I’m sharing those crying details.) I've decided to give her Levi’s last name as well.

Levi set up the perfect nursery for us.

If you really did feel guilty for leaving - don’t be. I’m happy.

She has your eyes.

Sincerely,

Reader

—-

Dear Reiner,

Kuchel said her first word today. Of course it wasn’t mama, she’s such a daddy’s girl. She started crawling awhile ago, we are now working on standing up on our own. She has all of this blonde curly hair, too. She’s growing up so fast.

Reader

—-

Dear Reiner,

Levi proposed a few days ago. It was so perfect. We found a nice house with room for a farm that will be perfect for a family.

I can only wonder how you’re doing, now that the war is over.

Are you even alive?

Reader

—-

Dear Reiner,

I’m expecting again. Levi is beyond excited. I am too, of course. Kuchel started school this year. She is such a smart kid.

I still wonder about you. After all these years.

Reader

—-

Message after message, word after word. No response. You had decided he must be dead. The devastation after the war would argue that he was.

That is, until you found yourself rummaging through one of Levi’s desk drawers, looking for baby Isabel’s lost pacifier.

You felt the bottom of the drawer shift. A false bottom?

You pry at it until it comes open.

Letters.

Dozens of opened letters. With Marleyan postage stamps.

You pull out the first bundle you see. They’re all from you. Unopened. Unsent. You set them aside, your jaw quivering.

You pull out the second bundle and gasp.

—-

Dear Reader,

Eren showed me your letter. I am terribly sorry. Let me fix this, somehow. You can come to live with me in Marley. I will take care of you. Please.

I’m not just a traitor, a liar, a farce. Everything between us was real. I can explain everything. Just trust me.

Love,

Reiner

—

Dear Reader,

Do you get my letters?

I’ve only heard rumors about our new baby girl. I wish I could see her. Just once. For a second. Do you have a camera? I know they’re hard to come by in Paradis. I can send one.

I’d do anything to change this. You know I would.

Love,

Reiner

—-

To Levi,

You son of a bitch. I know exactly what you’re doing. You think this is protecting her, but it’s not. Just let her talk to me. She would listen, she would understand. You said yourself that she writes. You manipulative, sick bastard. That is MY child. She will never be yours. No matter what you brainwash her to believe, your dirty Ackerman blood does not run through her veins. She deserves to know. You are the farce, Levi.

Reiner

—-

There were dozens more. All opened. All from Reiner.

You sink down to the floor, tears spilling from your eyes.

You are the farce, Levi.

But, why? He was just protecting you, right?

The office door opens. You jump, shoving the letters back into the drawer.

“Mommy, why are you crying?” Kuchel asks.

You take a deep breath, staring down at the letters, thinking about everything that could have been.

“Are you happy here, Kuchel?”

“Yes!” she chirps, “Every day!”

“Then it’s nothing, baby. Mommy just got hurt. She’s better now.”

Your daughter giggles and skips out of the room, leaving you to hide away the rest of the letters.

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I REALLY HOPE I understood your request, Anon! I actually had a lot of fun writing this. It isn't something I would normally think to write, but I'm so glad you shared this idea! Sorry for the sad ending, I love playing w people's emotions ;)

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[tetsvhoe]

Hiii!!! First of all congratulations for the 800+ milestone!

So I saw your song drabble event going on and I hope I can join and it isn't too late. So these two songs are kinda on loop, for quite some time (pick whichever your creativity favors)

Okay so my preferred character would be Kuroo because he's plaguing my mind for quite sometime and I am afraid my obsession with him is kind of getting out of hands but I can't help it so.... My preferred genre would be I guess, angst to fluff aka the classic hurt/comfort.... Yes, wound me and then heal me. Also I don't mind suggestive stuff, in case you want to incorporate it. Basically I am comfortable with any drabble that you whip up. I love your writing so feel free to come up with anything!

It's completely okay if you are not comfortable doing this request but if you decide to do this then thanks a lot. Take very good care of yourself xoxo

BABY, I'M YOURS

character/s: kuroo tetsuro x gn!reader

genre/s: fLUFF <3

warning/s: none

gwen's notes 🤍: i'm telling you it's been a whole yr since i fell in luv w this dork and there hasn't been a single day when he didn't consume my soul since then

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you could have sworn kuroo was supposed to help you study for an exam so how did you end up in his arms as he swayed you to the tune playing from his phone speaker?

you indulged him when he swept your notebook out of your hands, replacing it with his face and pleading eyes before you could even reach to try to catch it.

“you’ve studied enough, kitten but you haven’t given me any attention in the past two hours,” he pouted, nuzzling his face into the palm of your hands like a cat. “i feel like i’m gonna pass out.”

“you’re so dramatic, tetsu,” you giggled. nimble fingers weaved into his messy hair, he closed his eyes at the calming feeling. “it’s not like i’m going anywhere,” you mumbled offhandedly. he peeked one eye open to look at your pouting expression and raised an eyebrow expectantly. “what?”

“say it,” he urged with a sly smirk.

“say what?”

he propped himself on one elbow, face inches away from yours. you felt a large hand cup the back of your head, bringing your face closer. “say you won’t go anywhere because you’re mine,” he whispered.

you blinked at him a few times, your cheeks suddenly feeling hot. his laugh cracked the intense tension in the air, pulling away to open his phone. with a few taps, a sweet and mellow instrumental started playing. he rolled himself off your bed and offered his hand to help you up. even as you stood on your bed, you were barely as tall as he was. strong arms engulfed your waist before your feet lifted off the soft mattress. you squealed, kicking your feet as he spun you around a few times.

you felt the vibrations of his laughter against your chest, they eventually died down as he placed you back on the ground, eyes never leaving yours. his arms stayed around you though, as he swayed you to the melody.

“you still haven’t said it, kitten.”

there it was again, the suffocating air he always created effortlessly. his eyes shone like amber in the golden hour seeping into your room.

the way you struggled to get three simple words out only egged him on further. “i’m yours, tetsu,” you finally spoke up, refusing to look him in the eyes overwhelmed by shyness from his cunning tricks. if he wasn’t holding you by the waist, your knees would have already given out.

he coaxed you to look at him in the eyes, fingers tilting your chin upwards. a satisfied smirk appeared on his lips as he took in your flustered state. he leaned down to meet his soft lips with yours. the kiss tasted like honey, like the warm pool of brown that glistened in his eyes. the world started spinning and your ears were filled with the words from the song, “baby, i’m yours. until the stars fall from the sky.”