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[cesabutterflywrites]

What are you thinking about? Mociet pretty please

Send me prompts! Any ship [except R/R]

Word Count: 381

“What are you thinking about?” Patton asked his husband quietly. 

“Tacos,” Janus jokingly responded with a grin. 

That beautiful smile had not left his face since they had come home from the hospital. Patton couldn’t blame him, he was sure that he was also grinning, given how sore his cheeks were. 

“I mean it, J, what are you thinking about?” Patton made sure he was whispering. He made slow, muted movements to fit himself in his husband’s arms while keeping his eyes focused on the crib.

“Just…” Janus paused to nuzzle into Patton’s neck. “That’s our son, Pat. He’s...he’s so perfect.” Janus laid a kiss to Patton’s cheek. “I have two perfect boys in my life.” 

Patton spun around to see that his husband was crying. His heart beat erratically, as it always did when he looked at that gorgeous face. He grabbed Janus’ hand and led him, albeit reluctantly, out of the room. 

“Patton,” Janus whispered before crushing him into a hug. “What happens if I mess up? What if I’m…” 

“Shh,” Patton rubbed circles into his husband’s back, “You won’t be. I’ll be right here with you.” 

Janus pulled away to plant a kiss onto Patton’s forehead. “I love you, Patton. Thank you for being father to my son.” 

Patton giggled. “Thank you, Janus, for being father to my son. I love you too.” 

They were about to kiss again, only to be interrupted by the loud squawk from the nursery. Janus wiped his tears quickly. 

“I got it,” Patton told him with a grin. Any chance for baby cuddles, he was going to get. 

Patton went in to see that his baby, little Logan, had  somehow pulled his arm out of the swaddle that Janus had made. He was fussing, but not crying. Logan waved his little fist around while kicking his legs. He hadn’t yet focused his eyes, but when he  was able  to see Patton’s figure he stopped. 

Patton unwrapped the swaddle and picked Logan up. He looked at Logan’s crystal blue eyes, most newborns had them, and he started swaying automatically to soothe Logan back to sleep. 

“What are you thinking about?” Janus asked from the doorway. 

Patton turned to look at him. “How happy I am to have you boys in my life.”

[greylunar]

Hey, do you have a specific tag or blog for poetry? I took your Hogwarts house test and when I got to the poetry question, I read yours and I liked it, so I wanted to find more.

hello friend! I have a tag that i just made haha that's “tal writes’! I haven’t normally posted poetry or my writing on here, but I think the plan is to do that more in the future now (especially when this quiz dies down haha). Thank you all for inspiring me to do so, it really means a lot c:

[official-lucifers-child]

Hi Dad! I'm Sparky!

Hey kiddo!!

[sparkytheandroid]

We should fight to determine the Ultimate Sparky

You’re unworthy of even ten percent of my power. You could never give me the battle I crave.

[homo-sex-shoe-whale]

Me shitposting for my blog regulars

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A subtle space ace moodboard for @sparklycreampuff

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Alt 6 is by @artsydudejude

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Hi

I just want to say thank you, all of you. For following and sticking with me even though I disappear for periods of time with no warning and and then pop back up with no warning. I may not know any of you (except for @sparklycreampuff I know her irl), but I still love and appreciate all of you. I can only hope that what I'm doing has been helping you, and will continue to do so.

Once again, Thank you.

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@morgana-bi-dragon @sparklycreampuff tagging you since you liked the post I made earlier?

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[blues-analects]

21 Questions

I got tagged by @weartirondad !! *very hyped*

Rules: Answer 21 questions and then tag 21 people you want to get to know better.

Answers by me:

1.) Height: 160cm

2.) Zodiac: Scorpio 

3.) Last movie I saw: The Favourite (I didn’t like how it ended but i really like the way it was told)

4.) Favorite Musician: Lorde is literally all I listen to

5.) Favorite Author: Almost impossible to decide but let’s try. Jay Kristoff, Leigh Bardugo, Erin Morgenstern, Margaret Atwood and newly added to the list - Nikita Gill (I will die for every sentence she writes.)

6.) Favorite Fanfiction: Haven’t read fanfiction in a really long time, but i read those small text post fanfictions of iron dad and victuuri.

7.) Favorite Movie: Can’t even. Should narrow this a little more. 

8.) Favorite Anime: Yuri On ICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT IS THE BEST ANIME EVER I LOVE IT AND AM LITERALLY DYING EACH DAY WAITING FOR ICE ADOLESCENCE

9.) Play any instruments? Nope, not gifted, nor trained. I learnt Kathak for some time when i was young.

10.) Random fact: I recently got bangs?! (is this okay?)

11.) Lucky number: I don’t believe in luck, but just to spite everyone and everything, I choose 13.

12.) Do you get asks?: Nope. I am not famous so, *shrugs*

13.) Favorite fandom(s)? MCU, I guess.

14.) Favorite song: What’s Up Danger?  since i saw Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse.

15.) What are you wearing?: A weird green coloured tee

16.) Hair color: dark brown

17.) Eye color: also dark brown

18.) Favorite food: after not having homemade food for so long - anything my mum makes 

19.) Hobbies: reading, writing, binge-watching TV

20.) Favorite weather: light drizzle

21.) Favorite superhero(s): Iron Man, Okoye, Nakia, The Wasp

And now for the 21 people to tag, just gonna tag the people from the notes my only post ever - @sassycc8, @panicislife, @writeinmysoul, @bio415, @sparklycreampuff, @theblairtrilogy, @aliceandjaspersbitch, @cityoftheflower-cityofmon, @tonystark4evr, @hyperfixations-and-stuff, @justanotherloserwithoutfriends, @anxious-af-but-fandoms, @pandimensionaltraveler, @trinitybailey2003, @vanalovesvillains, @sad-kkid, @eitherfeline, @xofannaaah, @brightsky0417, @wolvenstormsstuff, and @qruacktastic

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[cesabutterflywrites]

"You're my favorite" with your favorite prinxiety

Send me starters! Find the list here

“You’re my favorite,” Virgil muttered as he nuzzled Roman sleepily. They were laying in Roman’s room. The two had been roommates for three years, and recently become more. 

Roman chuckled. “If I recall correctly, just this morning you called me an ass.” He said so lovingly, while stroking his fingers through soft purple hair. Virgil huffed grumpily into is neck, causing him to go on to a full laugh.

“You’re my favorite ass then,” he muttered, still nuzzling the warm neck. “I’m sleepy, think you can keep your giggles down enough for me to sleep?”

“Maybe I can be persuaded...” Roman teased. 

Virgil pulled away to sit up, “Then I guess I’m going back to my room.”

Roman sat up as well, reaching out to hold onto Virgil’s arm. “Please don’t,” he whispered, “I have bad dreams when you’re not here.”

Virgil looked his new boyfriend in the eyes. He saw that Roman wasn’t lying, or teasing. He laid back down and took the taller man into his arms. A relieved sigh escaped them both. Their bodies fit against each other perfectly. 

Virgil kissed the top of Roman’s head, feeling him start to slow his breathing as he fell asleep. “You’re my favorite,” Roman mumbled sleepily. 

Virgil smiled, happy that the feeling was mutual. 

[official-lucifers-child]

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[cesabutterflywrites]

📗

“You!” the rumble shouted. Cas held his hands to his ears.

send me an ‘📗’ and I’ll answer with the latest sentence I’ve written

[cesabutterflywrites]

17 but with your favorite Deceit ship

17. “The problem is, if I kissed you, I don’t think I’d be able to stop myself.”

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

Warning: cigarette smoking, sexual intimacy implied. 

Deceit’s name in this is Ethan. The song he sings is If I Ever Lose My Faith In You by Sting

Roman walked up the stairs in his apartment building. The clang of his steps echoing in the silence of the night. Everyone in the building must have been asleep. It was three in the morning, after all. He continued upwards past his floor, heading towards the rooftop. He needed a smoke after the rough shift he had. 

Roman was a writer. Naturally it meant that he was dirt broke. So, in order to keep a roof over his head, he worked graveyard at one of the convenience stores in his neighborhood. It wasn’t the coziest life. He didn’t mind too much, though, most of the time. 

He had been having a string of bad writer’s block. He had the story. He knew the plot. He knew where he was going, he just did not know how to get there. All he  could think about was work, sleep, and the man next door.

He opened the door to the rooftop, pulling his cigarette pack out of his jacket pocket. He paused, however, when he heard someone singing. He looked curiously at the figure ahead of him. 

The man was in a bowler hat, playing a guitar while looking out at the city before them. The stars were barely visible in the light pollution of the busy city. The musician was swaying back and forth as he sang; a hypnotic undertone in his voice that Roman couldn’t help but walk closer to.

Some would say I was a lost man in a lost world

You could say I lost my faith in the people on TV

You could say I’d lost my belief in our politicians

They all seemed like game show hosts to me

Roman stood behind him now. He could tell who it was. Ethan Declan was his neighbor, the very one plaguing his thoughts and blocking his ability to create. They were pretty good friends already, though they didn’t have enough time to really hang out due to conflicting schedules with Roman’s new job. 

Roman lit his cigarette while listening to the song. He was enjoying the music and didn’t want to ruin the experience.

If I ever lose my faith in you

There’d be nothing left for me to do

I could be lost inside their lies without a trace

But every time I close my eyes I see your face

I never saw no miracle of science

That didn’t go from a blessing to a curseI never saw no military solution

That didn’t always end up as something worse but

Let me say this first

If I ever lose my faith in you

“If I ever lose my faith in you” Roman echoed. Ethan stopped playing to turn around to look at the intruder. 

“What are you doing here?” he asked. 

Roman lifted his cigarette as a response. Ethan chuckled, “Those’ll kill you, you know.”

“Well, that is the idea,” Roman joked as he sat next to his friend. “How have you been? I never knew you played guitar.”

Ethan looked at Roman fondly. “I have for years.” He scrunched his nose at the cigarette Roman offered, “No thank you.”

Roman shrugged as he snuffed his out. They sat in silence, looking out to the landscape before them. There were sirens in the distance, and around them was the roar of wind blowing through skyscrapers and buildings. Someone somewhere may have been shouting, and beneath them walked a number of people who had no business being out at the hour. The streetlights beneath their feet illuminated Ethan’s face to seem like half of it was glowing. 

Roman might have been delirious, but Ethan, in that moment, was the most beautiful man he had ever seen. 

“What were you doing up here this late?” Roman asked, refusing to tear his eyes away from the musician. 

Ethan smirked, “Why else would someone be up here, playing guitar at the dead of night?”

When Roman didn’t answer, he continued, “I have been thinking of this guy I like. He’s never around anymore, and it hurts some days. The thing is, I’m not sure if we’d even work out.”

Roman thought there was more to it than that, and he had a suspicion he knew who the other man was. “Well, what I think, is you should go for it,” he grinned a cocky smile, “Especially if he’s also the type to sing on a rooftop at three in the morning.”

Ethan laughed, and punched Roman in the arm. He wasn’t expecting Roman to catch on, but he also wasn’t surprised. He sobered quickly, looking away from Roman. 

Roman reached out to turn the man’s face back towards him, unable to live without the other’s hazel eyes in that moment. “If the man is also the type to kiss on said rooftop at,” he looked at his watch, “three-twelve in the morning, I’d say you should kiss him too.”

Ethan leaned his face in Roman’s hands, melancholy smile on his face. “The problem is, if I kissed you, I don’t think I’d be able to stop myself.”

Roman chuckled, “Good thing I’m not the type to mind.” 

Ethan stared at Roman carefully, then hesitantly leaned in to kiss. Roman  impatiently threw himself in the rest of the way. Ethan moaned in delight. They embraced, not parting from each other until the sun started to glimmer on the horizon. 

They both lazily made their way down to their floor, hand in hand. Roman was carrying Ethan’s guitar as carefully as possible. When they reached Ethan’s door, Roman left one more kiss on his neighbor’s lips. 

Ethan looked at him through thick, brown eyelashes. “Are you the type to keep things at a one night stand on a rooftop?”

“Of course not.” Roman smiled, kissing the other once more.

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[cesabutterflywrites]

Hey have you started writing that destiel ficlet yet?

I have not had access to a keyboard in order to do so :( but I might tonight since I'm feeling super energetic