#video could be like. eat a pancake whenever and not just breakfast! if it makes you happy!

[what-the-fuck-khr]

someone on Instagram saying “life doesn’t have a dress code, you can wear anything you want no one is stopping you” and there’s something a bit fucking irritating about people going “um actually, men are” “but some women would get beat for this in other countries” “uhhh I’d get hate crimed if I did” “you’ll get mugged lmao” and other variations. my GOD it’s not saying everyone in a dangerous situation or dangerous town should do it, it’s saying if you have the means to do what you want safely then you should bc someone staring at you shouldn’t stop you!!!! everything that tries to be positive online in the form of videos is always full of sooooo so much negativity no matter what the video is discussing!!!! my fucking god!!!! and fuck the weirdo losers like “okay so why can’t I walk around naked then” I know what you’re trying to do and also there ARE places for that, too, fuck offfff FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!

[vanishingcherry]

YN YLN and Charles Leclerc Take a Couples Quiz

pairing: charles leclerc x reader

author's note: this has been in my drafts for wayy to long, so ive decided to just finish it off and post it. im sorry lmao but i just couldn't watch this rot away in my wips any longer.

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The video cut to you and Charles, sitting opposite each other in front of a yellow to red gradient, smiling at the camera.

"Hi! I'm YN", you say cheerfully.

"And I'm Charles"

"And we are here to take a couples quiz!"

You are handed a stack of questions from a person off screen, and turn towards Charles.

"Are you ready?"

"Is that the first question?" he retorts.

Your face drops, now showing slight annoyance but there is still a small smile you try to hide. "That's it. Minus 1 points."

"Oh c'mon! That is not fair."

You turn to argue but the video cuts to a different scene in which you ask the actual first question.

"What things do I have, of yours, that are my favourite?

He looks up in thought before chuckling and replying. "Theres a lot, you steal my stuff all the time."

You grin. "Yes, but what's my favourite?"

"My shirts? No wait! My bracelets?" He asks.

"Yeah!" you exclaim. Turning to the camera you add. "He gets so many bracelets from fans and they are all so pretty. We keep them in a bowl on our dresser so I like to take a few whenever I go out."

Looking back at Charles, you add. "You didn't know the answer, but you still got it right so I think you deserve half a point." The staff behind the camera gives you a thumbs up, noting it down for when they would edit the video.

"Ok! Next question- which song of yours is my favourite?"

He looks at you, his eyes widening with a confused expression on his face. He looks at the camera crew and then back at you.

"C'mon, I only have 2 it's not a very hard question."

"Then answer it." you reply, looking at him with a small smirk.

"Fine. Uh, AUS23."

"Wrong!" you exclaim, laughing at the way his jaw drops in surprise.

"Then what? I know its not Miami."

"Its the one you wrote for Baku." you slyly say, knowing fully well that he hadn't released it and you were possibly the only one other than him to have heard it.

You look down at the cards you had been given, reading off the next question. "What is the first thing I eat in the morning?"

You see his smirk growing in your peripheral vision and cut in before he answers. "If you dare make a joke, I will murder you."

He laughs at that, chuckling as he looks up to think. "Um. Breakfast? It's different things every morning, but if I wake up before her then I make cereal."

Noticing the evident confusion on the faces of the cameramen, you elaborate. "It's the only thing he's allowed to make without me present. The last time I let him cook alone, he burned the pancakes and half our kitchen."

Turning red at the story, he interrupts. "Okayy, next question amore."

"Which side of the bed do I sleep on?"

"Left."

"If I could get a tattoo of something, what would it be?"

"A bouquet of flowers. The flowers would be your favourite and my favourite together."

You are shocked at his response. "How did you remember that? I told you that ages ago!"

He smiles slyly to the camera. "That is why I am the best boyfriend, there is no need for these silly questions I am already the best. She told me so in be-"

"Right. Next question." You cut him off, eyes widening as you figure out where he was going with the statement. "This is the last one. If I could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?"

"Oh this is easy. Italy. You are always talking about how much you love it. But you also love Monaco and France so depending on how you feel, one of those three."

"Well.", you look at the camera, "I think that answer deserves 2 points." Handing your questions off to the side, you turn to Charles who has started reading the first of his questions.

"If I had a ticket to anywhere in the world, where would I go?" he reads. "This is similar to yours", he mutters.

"Home", you say confidently. "He's a mama's boy, tries to go back home as much as possible."

He blushes slightly before nodding to the camera. "Yup, 1 point."

"What was I wearing on our first date?"

You reply quick as lightening. "A shirt and pants. Very gentlemanly, I remember thinking, probably the best first impression I've had of a guy."

His eyebrows raise at the confession, cockily tilting his head in the direction of the camera. "You heard her! Next, what is something I hate?"

"A lot of things, Char."

"Is that your final answer, cherie?"

"Um." you pause. "Oh I know! When manipulate stuff that you say. It makes me really mad too. It gets really tiresome when they take stuff that Charles has said that turn into into a different story altogether."

"Thats true, I do hate that." He smiles at you, reaching over to squeeze your hand once to say thank you.

"How many kids do I want?"

"3, because you have 2 siblings. But, you said you want as many as I am comfortable with!"

"Of course, amour. You're the one whose going to be carrying them, your choice is more important here. What is something I get annoyed about?"

"Oh, when Seb and Carlos beat you at those Ferrari games you play."

His jaw drops in faux offence, shaking his head as he reads out the last question on his cue card.

"What is one my hidden talents?"

You look straight at the camera, not dissimilar to The Office. A smirk grows on your face and the lens zooms in. In the background Charles can be heard complaining.

"Oh I see! You can make these jokes, but I cant?"

The video cuts to the wider angle once again, you and Charles wave at the camera.

"Thanks for watching our couples quiz! I think it's clear that I've won."

Charles rolls his eyes, eyes shining with admiration and love for you. "Bye everybody."

Comments:

charleslover: OH MY GOD!! THEY ARE SO IN LOVE IT KILLS ME

ynandcharles: their facial expressions always kill me

username89: where do i get a charles leclerc bcs i will willingly offer all the money i have

doratheexplorer16: their love for each other hurts

[lovecla]

TAKE YOUR PAIN AWAY | quinn hughes.

00.2. the first time quinn invited you over

➴ chapter warnings: mention of a restrictive diet, almond mom kinda?

➴ word count: 1.1k

💌 from me to you: i am a mushroom hater till the day i die. fuck mushrooms.

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2013, OCTOBER.

THE first time Quinn invited you over, it was on a Sunday morning.

Your parents were at work, as they always were, and you were trying to make some food for yourself and Peter, who was currently laying on his bed and playing video-games.

It wasn’t like you were used to cooking, after all, you were just eleven and you had so many sitters growing up that you didn’t have to do much. But you’d manage to convince your parents that you didn’t need an old, ugly lady taking care of you anymore— you knew how to take care of yourself. And it was true, until you had to cook something that wasn’t microwaved popcorn.

It was ten a.m. and the doorbell rang, the song ricocheting through the empty house. You immediately looked at the digital clock sitting on the kitchen counter, frowning because you knew your parents wouldn’t be home until some time after six.

Carefully, you got off the chair you were on top of trying to reach the pancakes mix, and walked towards the door. Looking at the camera (because you knew how to take care of yourself and because you should never open the door to strangers!) you saw Quinn there, with his hands in his pockets.

You smiled, opening the door.

Your friendship with Quinn bloomed just like flowers did during the first week of spring. He was nice to you, listened to all of your questions and thoughts, and was kind enough to explain things you didn’t really understand (he seemed to know everything). He didn’t let you paint his nails, something about his brothers, Luke and Jack, making fun of him for it, but he always let you play with his curls.

He played with you for hours and to your ultimate surprise, he never complained. Not even once. And he was much better at throwing the ball than Peter ever was.

“Hi, Quinny!” You greeted him, wrapping your arms around his waist. He patted you on the head awkwardly, like he always did. “Why are you here?”

“I just made breakfast for Jack and Luke,” he mumbled. “And you told me once you like pancakes. So do you wanna go eat some?”

You were so happy in that moment that it felt like Christmas all over again. Thinking of your empty stomach, you nodded.

“Only if there’s enough for everyone and,” you bit your lip, suddenly embarrassed. “Can I bring some for Pete too? I didn’t cook him breakfast.”

Quinn frowned at you, like he sometimes did whenever you mentioned Peter. “Why are you cooking? Isn’t it dangerous for a kid to be in the kitchen?”

“I’m eleven. ‘M not a kid anymore.”

“Sure,” he laughed, nodding. “Come on.”

You both left your house and you closed the door behind you, as you followed Quinn to his house, yapping his ears off. You were excited about a new cooking show you’d been watching and you needed to tell someone how the guy in there had baked the prettiest cake you’d ever seen.

Opening the door, Quinn let you in first before entering the house himself. You looked around, noticing how different his house was from yours: simpler, but so much brighter. There were family pics everywhere, the sight momentarily overwhelming you. A huge living room to your right, and an even bigger kitchen to your left.

Sitting on the couch, you could see two other boys, who looked a lot like Quinn.

“Those are Jack and Luke,” Quinn explained, grabbing the boys’ attention. “Lukey is ten and Jack is twelve. Come say hi.”

He grabbed your hand and dragged you towards them, as you shyly hid your body behind his. You were naturally shy, not a fan of attention on you, which was exactly what you were getting, with both Jack and Luke’s bright eyes on you.

“Is this Madison?” Jack asked, pointing at you.

“Yes, actually,” Quinn said, getting out of the way so you could see them. “She’s having breakfast with us today.”

“Does she like chocolate chips on her pancakes?” Luke asked, looking very serious. You didn’t know much but it felt like that question was going to determine his entire opinion about you. And you understood him, that’s how you feel about people who put mushrooms on their pizzas. You hated them.

“I don’t know,” Quinn looked at you and smiled. “Do you like chocolate chips, Maddie?”

Maddie. Quinn would sometimes call you that, and it made your heart flutter. It felt nice to know that someone liked you enough to give you a nickname.

“Mom doesn’t let me eat chocolate,” you mumbled, looking at your hands, still intertwined with Quinn’s. “She says it will make me fat.”

“What’s the problem with that?” One of them, probably Jack, asked and you furrowed your eyebrow.

“Mom says people won’t like me if I’m fat.” You shrugged, repeating the thing you’ve heard your entire life.

Luke stood on the couch, jumping around. “That’s b-bullshit!”

“Luke!” Quinn yelled, making the boy stop jumping and sit back on the couch, head down. “We don’t say that word.”

“Sorry.” He pouted and you wanted to squeeze his cheeks.

“It’s fine if you eat chocolate once in a while, and people shouldn’t like you just because of your looks,” Quinn whispered, poking your forehead. “Do you want to?”

You thought about it for a long time, staring at Quinn’s gentle, kind eyes for a while before saying yes. Yeah. You did want chocolate.

So he cooked more pancakes for you, making sure to put chocolate chips in all of them, while you sat between Jack and Luke on the couch, watching as they watched some kind of weird cartoon and talked your ears off, acting like they’ve known you for years.

Maybe that’s why Quinn never complained about your yapping sessions; Jack and Luke were the Kings of Yapland themselves.

“Here you go.” He placed a big plate in front of you, with at least five huge pancakes on it.

“Thank you,” you said, quietly, as you cut a piece and ate it.

You closed your eyes, sighing, and enjoying the sweet taste on your mouth, licking your lips right after that. Holy cow. Not wanting to waste any time, you dived into the world of chocolate chip pancakes and ate all five of them, not even stopping to breathe.

When you finished the last bite, you put your fork down and sat back on the couch, patting your belly, not even caring about the lady manners your Mom loved to remind you of.

Only then you realized that all of them were staring at you.

“Hum,” you started, feeling your cheeks burn. “Did I do something wrong?”

“No, of course not,” Quinn said, giving you a smile. “We’re just happy you liked them. I can make more if you want.”

“No, I’m full,” you mumbled. “Thanks.”

And just like that, Luke, Quinn and Jack resumed their conversation about Hockey and games. You didn’t understand a thing, but it was funny to watch Jack trying to prove a point while his brother shouted over his words and Quinn asked them to be quiet.

That day you felt welcomed by them. Jack, Quinn and Luke made you feel wanted, in their own little weird way.

It felt nice.

[wintfleur]

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Stella has a public tiktok account where she likes posting, random videos/short vlogs, sometimes dance covers, and just trending challenges/pranks.

Stella loves, and I mean loves redbull! If she could she would live off it.

Stella has a driving license, but doesn’t like driving

Stella absolutely loves animals! She really wants a dog!

Her favorite superhero is Batman!

She was a twilight girl, is known for forcing her brothers and friends and boyfriend into watching the movies with her!

Besides hockey and figure skating, her favorite sport is F1

She’s a mclaren girle

She’s always making playlists, and she shares them the most with Trevor and Cole!

Stella loves going to concerts

went to the eras roro with Trevor and Jamie! And then went again with cole

Loves playing golf with her friends, usually playing with Trevor and cole during the summer, and she’s not that bad

Her specialty is putting and driving the golf cart 

Forgets the rules of golf every time

She can fall asleep anywhere

Always falling asleep in the car, shoulders are her best friend

She’s a window sitter, she gets really nauseous

Her brothers always joke about her being obsessed with a clean room, she’s very organized and hates when people move around her things, especially at her desk. She likes to know where everything is.

SHE LOVES STUFFED ANIMALS

She loves going on bike rides

She loves hot showers, and hates taking ice baths

Jokingly calls people pookie

Cole gifted her a heated blanket and she cried, she loves it so much

She loves eating, but looses her appetite a lot

Not a fan of syrup 

Refuses to answer waffles or pancakes’ she loves them both to much

Has a habit of forgetting to take her iron pills

Will get random texts throughout the day from Jack asking if she took her iron

Hates going to the doctors alone, and now that Luke left Rutger goes with her whenever he can

She’s always liking nhl memes on twitter

She’s always vibing and singing along to the music playing at games

Has a lot of cute ear muffs, that she wears to the games because sometimes the loud noise gets to her, especially when she doesn’t feel to good

she loves hot tubs

She loves watching edits, she has many folders

She gets extremely thirsty out of nowhere

She has no problem sleeping with it without socks, she doesn’t care, most of the time she wakes up with her socks mysteriously off her feet.

The Canucks and devils social media admins love Stella so much

Stella cried when Jamie got Injured and she is always texting and calling him to make sure he’s okay

The same with Trevor!

She’s Quinn’s biggest fan

Not the biggest NFL fan but she loves watching the games with her brothers and rut

She’s so good at pool

Her brothers love spoiling her

She gets baby fever way to much

She will cry when things are to cute

Stella’s kinda a cry baby but it’s okay

Breakfast club and mama mia are her favorite movies

Always brings her earphones or headphones with her

SHE LOVES LONG DRIVES

As long as she doesn’t get car sick

Refuses to talk about or remember her embarrassing moments, to her they don’t exist

She finds hockey fights absolutely hilarious

hates getting hiccups, hers are so painful

Has to sleep holding somthing!

She likes, saves, and sometimes comments on all the edits of Rutger! He has his own special folder

She will be in her bed, Rutger by her side and she will be giggling and kicking her feet as she watches edits of him

Rutger will be like “you know I’m right here right?” 🤨

It’s crazy how he gets jealous about edits MADE OF HIM

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[invisibleraven]

"You're family." for RAY AND ANY OF THE PHANTOMS because you said I could so I will

Ray groaned as his alarm went off, glaring at it with bleary eyes. Even more so when he saw the date. It's not like he used to mind his birthday-he loved all the gifts the kids made him, treasured every popsicle stick picture frame, lumpy vase, and burned pancake.

And it wasn't like he feared getting older-hell, he'd been going grey since his thirties. Rose had always teased him about being a silver fox-but luckily she was into that.

He supposed it was the Rose of it all that he hated. This wasn't his first birthday without her, not in the slightest. But whenever he pictured turning fifty, he pictured Rose right next to him. Maybe with a few streaks of silver in her curly hair, laugh lines prominent as she sang to him and gave him her traditional gift of a new watch, given his tendency to lose or break his.

He's amazed he's managed to hang onto the last one she gave him for so long. Sure he's had to have it fixed more than once, probably spending more on repairs than the watch itself cost, but he couldn't let it go.

Ray took his time getting out of bed, even debated staying there for the day. But Julie and her band were visiting on a rare break from touring. They had come home specifically to help him celebrate, so he needed to at least put on a smile and try for them. Plus this would be his last birthday before Carlos went off to college, and who knew if he'd come home for future ones, so Ray sucked it up and left his room.

The kitchen was bustling already, but with a house full of kids in their early twenties, that was hardly surprising. Sure they usually slept in, but they were also likely to wake with the sun; Julie, Reggie, and Alex going on a run while Willie did yoga and Luke did some free weights.

"Papi!" Julie exclaimed, "what are you doing up?"

"My alarm went off, figured it was time," Ray replied with a shrug.

"Don't you make your own schedule? What's the point of a schedule?" Willie asked.

"Stuck in my ways I guess," Ray replied. "Plus I had to get Carlos up every day to go to work or school. Goodness knows if he'll ever get out of bed when he's off to college."

"Hey!" Carlos shouted from his spot on the couch, the sound of his video game beeping and bopping in the background. "I resemble that remark!"

"I'm sure the little man will do what we all did; set a million alarms," Reggie said with a grin, hip checking Alex as the drummer poured coffee into mugs.

"We wanted to bring you breakfast in bed," Luke said, looking sheepish as he took toast from the toaster, placing triangles on each plate, with Willie coming behind him to butter them as needed.

"You guys don't have to go to all that trouble," Ray said, though he was touched. He hadn't had breakfast in bed since long before Rose passed, after the kids got too big to squeeze into the bed with them. "Plus I'd rather eat down here with you guys."

Breakfast was lovely, but simple, though Ray was fine with that. Reggie and Julie were decent cooks, Alex moderate, but the other two boys were not to be trusted with more than toast, so Ray should thank whatever forces were watching out for him that he wasn't eating Luke's eggs right now.

But what really surprised him was the small packages that took the place of his dishes once they were all done eating.

"What's all this?"

"It's your birthday," Julie supplied. "We had to get you presents."

"You and Carlos sure, but the guys..."

"No arguments," Reggie said. "Birthdays mean presents."

"You're family," Willie added. "I always get family presents for their birthdays."

Ray sniffled at that. He knew none of the guys had great family lives, and had more than once come to him for fatherly advice or a dad hug. He just didn't realize they saw it the same way though.

"Well you're all family too," Ray said, swiping the tears from his eyes. "Molinas one and all."

"I always wanted to be a Molina," Reggie said, though his eyes were on Julie who nuzzled their noses together.

"One day cariño." She kissed him sweetly, and Ray watched with surprise, his eyes flying to Luke, who was smiling at the couple with sincerity. Well then, he would have to grab Julie for an explanation for all of that.

Ray coughed and bit back a grin when Julie and Reggie jumped apart, blushing a little. "Well, let's do presents!"

The gifts were sweet, and lovely. A nice new wallet embossed with his name from Alex and Willie, filled with gift cards for some of his favourite spots. A few vintage records from Luke, all bands the two of them had bonded over, and ones he was missing from his collection. A cookbook from Carlos, with a bookmark for the page for spaghetti, something that caused everyone to laugh.

Reggie was almost shy as he gave Ray his gift. "It's nothing special..."

"I'm sure no matter how fancy it is, I'll love it, because it's from you mijo," Ray assured him. And he did, as inside was a picture in a simple silver frame; a shot of last Christmas, the band and the family all sitting around the tree in their matching jammies, paper strewn on the ground, mugs of cocoa in hands, and smiles all around. A true family portrait.

"I was right, I love it," Ray said, his voice faltering due to the emotion he was feeling. Pulling a blushing Reggie in for a hug, and not letting go for an extra beat, knowing how much they both needed it.

"My turn," Julie said, sliding a small box over to him. "This... mami gave me this to give to you. I hope you like it."

Ray knew what it was before he even ripped the paper. The box gave it away, and with trembling hands, he opened it, seeing the watch sitting there. Picking it up, he marvelled at the old fashioned design, the leather strap, and on the back, he let out a small sob at the words engraved there.

Here's to the next 50 mi amor, Te Amo Rose

Ray very gently took off the watch he had worn for the past seven years, and slid on the new, unable to stop crying as it settled over his wrist. Smiling weakly at Julie for giving him the thing he most wanted today, even if he wished Rose was here to give it.

But she was, he realized. She was here in Julie and Carlos, living on through them. She was there in the boys, her music helping them launch their careers. She was here in him, her unending love the force that kept him going, and allowing him to open his home, and his heart to so many.

"Thank you all," Ray said, his voice rough and shaky. "This has been the best birthday I could have asked for."

"Well don't say that, we haven't even had cake!" Willie joked, but Ray could see they were all in states of tears.

"Maybe let's keep that for after dinner," Ray replied. "For now...how about a family hug and then you guys can get started on the dishes while I read the paper?"

They all groaned, but none of them hesitated to embrace him, and Ray had never been so glad to have gotten out of bed.

[alligatorpawnshop]

Rapture - Chapter 2

word count: 2597

rating: mature

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The rest of the weekend passed easily, moved along by beer and TV. Miami Vice had come to the Family Video on VHS, and Robin and Steve had spent the better part of the weekend watching it. Robin loved the way the characters dressed in that show. If only she could get her hands on some of their colorful suits.

Sadly, instead, she was now donning the new uniform required of them at the Party Palace. A polo shirt covered in baby pinks and blues, the back boasting the place's logo. It was cute, Robin supposed—a big silvery castle with the dragon, unicorn, and lion mascots smiling big in front of it. The same logo was advertised on the breast of the shirt. Robin turned around in the mirror and grimaced. Do it for the two bucks, Robin.

"Breakfast's ready, Rob!" Steve's voice came from the kitchen, gliding along on the rich smell of some good cookin'. "Hurry up, I don't want you eating in the car again and getting syrup everywhere!"

"That was one time, Harrington!" Robin gave herself one more rushed look in the beat-up vanity she'd found sat out on the side of the road weeks prior. Mascara's fine, eyeliner's fine. The rest? Eh. There was no use fretting over trivial things like appearance when she was clad in the Party Palace's finest, anyway. The act of putting on makeup was a feat for Robin.

Steve was sitting in the armchair, poking at a plain pancake without much interest. A plate was already set out for her, two pancakes and a bunch of scrambled eggs piled together and covered in syrup. After moving in together, her best friend quickly learned what Robin's favorite breakfast was and made it whenever he felt it essential enough to or felt like practicing his pancake shapes. Today, they were almost hearts. Almost. "Thanks, Stevie," She said as she picked up the plate and went to sit on the couch. They really needed to get some stools for the kitchen island, small as it was.

"Ready for work?" Steve asked as Robin began cutting up her food, swirling his pancake around on his plate.

"I dunno," shrugged the other. "I mean, look at these uniforms," She motioned to herself, then to Steve, who was dressed in the same getup as her. He was rocking it ever so slightly more than her; a common problem.

"I know," Steve laughed. "And I mean…those robots, man. I don't know how long I'm gonna last."

"Gross."

"Eugh, not that way, weirdo," Steve scrunched up his face. "I mean, like, they're creepy as shit."

"Whatever you say," Robin shoveled some pancake into her mouth, then waved her fork at him. "I mean, we've faced down literal wizard Satan, Steve. You can put your big boy pants on for some robots."

"You can't tell me those animatronic things aren't freaky," Steve huffed. 

"Okay, sure, I'll admit that wittle Stevie thinks the wobots are scawy."

He wasn't wrong , but boy, did Robin love giving Steve shit for stupid things. The Party Palace had somehow thought it a great idea to bring in three show animatronics to fit its new fantasy theme, which was a bold choice in itself after the whole Hellfire scandal just a few months ago. The robots were the mascots; a big red dragon, a crowned lion, and a near-sickeningly feminine unicorn. They weren't pleasant to look at—Robin had gotten a good look at them when she and Steve went in for their interviews, and she really couldn't wrap her head around why any kid would enjoy them. Their plastic faces, pelt-over-skeleton bodies, and sightless eyes weren't too appealing. Maybe they reminded kids of Disneyland or something. Robin had never been.

The haven for Robin and Steve's kids had been turned into some Medieval Times/Showbiz hybrid—some of the arcade machines and cabinets had been cleared to make room for tables suited for big parties, even a few booths for smaller groups. The arcade games themselves had mostly been replaced with more kiddie-style ones, and a big stage had been constructed to house the three big robots. Said robots watched over all patrons of the fine establishment, their blank faces seeing all. The decor had become that of a fairy tale castle, with big murals depicting shiny castles with princesses and knights fighting dragons, all with weird arcade motifs intertwined. Robin found herself staring at these murals half an hour after breakfast as she and Steve waited for their boss to come and tell them what to do.

"You think we're just supposed to figure it out for ourselves?" Robin leaned in and muttered to her best friend.

Before Steve could respond, a tall, skinny man strolled in from the back. He looked kind of like a Hawkins Brian May—he had big, black, curly hair tumbling down to his shoulders, framing a gruff face with kind brown eyes, and was dressed in similar garb as them. The only real difference was the name tag fastened to his shirt that read Derek Quest - Owner . "Hey, dudes!" said the man, a big grin flashing across his face. "Welcome to your first day at the Party Palace."

"Thanks," Steve said, and Robin nodded in agreement. 

"No problemo," Derek reached into his pocket and then retrieved a name tag with a flourish. He slid it in between his fingers to reveal that it was actually two, each one bearing one of their names with the subtitle Party Person printed in an ostentatious old-timey font. "Welcome to the team, Party People. I'll be doing your tour, since no one else is gonna be here for another hour and a half when we actually begin opening."

Derek let the pair follow him to the market stall-esque register and prize counter, where he enthusiastically explained the ticket prices for various shit-quality toys and candy along with the dollar-to-token ratio. Manning the counter would be the majority of their job, he said. However, they still had to see the whole deal, so he then led them to the show stage, as he called it, where he discussed the animatronics with even more enthusiasm.

"These here, they're the main attraction, my friends," Derek said, wonder seeping into his voice as he approached the show stage, leading them up a short, roped-off stairway and through drawn curtains to stand level with the robots.

The robots were a lot taller than Robin thought they'd be—they were partially obscured by the tacky castle-y decor cluttering the stage, so it was hard to make out their true size. The things stood at least five and three-quarters feet. It was kind of freaky to stand next to such large, humanoid things that were just…standing there lifelessly, but they seemed kind of cool, in a fucked up way. It was strange to see something like this in Hawkins. It piqued Robin's curiosity for sure.

"So, this is King the Lion, Diana the Unicorn, and Rex the Dragon," Derek motioned to each as he fondly introduced them like he'd introduce a close friend. The machines were set up in a triangle formation, with the lion in the center flanked by the dragon on its left and the unicorn on its right. Each held a prop—the lion held an ornate scepter, the unicorn a lute, and the dragon a horn. "They're great, right?" He said, grinning.

"They're really something," Steve said, obviously unnerved, but Robin was already taking a few steps around the animatronics to survey them.

Upon initial inspection, it seemed like the robots were just fur suits draped over some kind of machinery, judging by their skin-and-bones appearance up close. Their feet didn't appear to be mechanized, but it looked like their torsos, arms, and head could move around. It was interesting to look at—it was like a big Halloween costume, but stranger, with more pieces hiding beneath the disguise. "Did you build these yourself?"

Robin was still inspecting the animatronics, but she could practically hear Derek light up when asked. "I did! It took years to finalize their designs, but I think I finally got it down…they look good, don't they? I wanted to make them look like the mascot costumes kids like, but able to operate on their own, and perform a pre-recorded number. And you wanna know the best part?" 

She turned to him and nodded, withholding a smirk as Steve shook his head at her behind the other man, who was oblivious to his discomfort. She found the man's excitement almost endearing, in a weird way. She often got excited about things people weren't very interested in or thought were odd, as did a lot of her kids. There were stranger things going on than a man who spent his life trying to build the ultimate children's entertainment robot, after all. At least he had a somewhat wholesome goal.

Derek's grin widened and he took a step toward the closest machine, the unicorn, Diana. "I named her after the princess, you know. Thought it was a royal name, and Princess Diana's kind of hot," He commented with a chuckle as he pulled apart the back of the unicorn's fur coating, tearing apart metal button clasps to reveal the mess of wires and metal rods within it. It felt wrong; like he was disrobing it. "This here's the endoskeleton. It's what gives her structure and lets her move. It's like our bones, hence the name," He said happily, pulling at parts of the thing's inner workings. Robin and Steve watched as the unicorn's arms fell slack and loose, as did its neck, its heavy head lolling to its chest. Derek withdrew two mechanical bone arms and what looked a little like a spine. "All three of the animatronics have removable spines and arms so that they can be operated as puppets. I want to eventually make them wearable, you know, like full suits that can have their whole skeletons taken out and put back in whenever," As an example, he stuck his own arms into the now empty suit arms, moving its hands to wave and give an energetic thumbs up.

"Oh, jeez, that's really cool," Robin said, and she kind of meant it. It was cool to see the crazy things other people got up to, and it was nice to know her now-boss seemed to be passionate about the whole deal instead of just being in it for the money. Unlike her and Steve, who was looking rather disgusted at the sight of this man ripping the bones out of the fuzzy mascots.

"Isn't it?" Derek smiled. "I feel like it's such a cool concept that places like Showbiz haven't really explored. I mean, the suits and the animatronics are just always separate. It's a waste of material and money, really."

Robin nodded along as the man continued enthusing about his creations, but Steve eventually butted in, "So, are we going to have to…operate the puppet parts? Or even do repairs on these things?"

"Oh, no, no, no," Derek shook his head with an entertained smile. "I'm the only one I trust to work on these machines right now. And until the place gets more attention and I can afford to hire more folks, you'll have to be on the floor, not up here. I may eventually need you to do some maintenance, but that won't be for a while, and you'll need some extensive training beforehand."

Steve deflated with relief and Robin chuckled. Derek motioned for them to follow once more and led them to the back, where they were shown the snack bar-turned-kitchen (of course, they wouldn't be cooking, but it was good to see the lay of the land), the break room, and, lastly, the storage room.

The storage room was a weird place—it seemingly doubled as Derek's workshop, with a few folding tables full of toolboxes and animatronic parts hidden within a maze of boxes, extra chairs, and retired arcade cabinets. "I know it's a bit messy, but I sadly don't have room in my apartment for all my tinkering, so I've set up shop here, for now," The older man shrugged. "Those boxes over there labeled ‘STUFF' are all the extra merchandise, and these ones called ‘FLOOR STUFF' are things for the floor area, like tablecloths and napkin replacements and stuff like that. The ones labeled ‘SHIT' are actually cleaning supplies."

"Good system," Robin remarked, and Derek laughed. 

"Oh, before I forget!" The older man went and reached into one of the ‘STUFF' boxes and withdrew two paper crowns, the laminate made shiny to take on the appearance of gold. They were kind of like Burger King crowns but instead bore the castle logo of the Party Palace. "The last part of your uniform."

"Oh, man," Steve said with false excitement, and Robin almost snorted. No, no, she had to be the good one, as she always was in every job she worked with Steve. Always the straight man, ironic as that was.

- ↻ ⧖ ↺ -

After receiving their crowns, the brand-new employees of the Party Palace Pizza Place were dropped by the counter by Derek and left to their own devices to figure out the registers and read through the prize catalog for the last fifteen minutes before the place opened right at 11:30.

Robin was pressing buttons on the register and making receipts just to see how fast it would take to print them (the Family Video register took way too long to print receipts) as Steve got the lay of all the prizes set out above and beneath the counter. Derek had retreated to the back, saying he needed to unlock it to let the kitchen staff in, so they were on their own in the empty arcade.

She could see Steve scan the large room for him before leaning over and incredulously whispering, "Were you really interested in those crazy robots, or just humoring him?" 

"Is it so bad that I admire a man with hobbies?" Robin didn't look up from the register, typing BOOBS out with 8s and 0s.

"Bullshit. You admire no man, Buckley."

She turned to glare at him. He'd been good about not telling anyone about her little secret, but boy, did he make her nervous when he commented on it, even when no one was around. Habit, she guessed. "I mean, I just think it's fun for people to have weird hobbies, you know? Just like the kids and their D&D."

"I guess, but that's just a board game. This is like, this guy's making whole robot things," Steve said conspiratorially. 

"Oh, come on, if you hated it so much, why'd you decide to work here?"

"It's two more bucks an hour," Steve replied quickly. "And once you left, Keith would have had my ass anyway."

"True," Robin nodded, then bumped her friend with her shoulder. "But come on, get over yourself, Harrington. They're just a bunch of machines, just like cars and toasters are."

"Cars and toasters don't have blank, unseeing eyes," Steve said lightly.

"I think they're kind of cute, in a fucked up way," Robin shrugged. "Kind of like Gremlins."

"Not at all like Gremlins," Steve said, and the clock reached 11:30. Open time. 

Robin watched him switch on the open sign and gave him a two-finger salute. "To our first day in the Robot Gremlin Kingdom."

"To our first day in the Crazy Robot Place," Steve rolled his eyes, moving back behind the counter, where they stood at attention, heralds of Party Palace fun!

[diosinterlude]

general shigaraki headcanons

notes: SFW, mentions of abuse (not explicit nor detailed), manga spoilers (anime onlys watch out)

takes long ass showers that are hotter than the devil’s bellybutton

he knows it makes his skin even MORE dry, but he’s gonna keep doing it anyway

bc that’s who he is 💁🏾‍♀️

he was motivated to do a skincare routine when dabi told him he was “way grosser in person,” he took that remark SO personal 😭

him and dabi totally bond over their complicated skin situations tho u cant tell me different

dabi is nagging about ointments for his burns and maintenance for his staples and shigaraki is nagging about his water-resistant skin, perfect.

he is addicted to those ASMR transformation vids on tiktok

kurogiri has definitely walked in on him watching these types of videos multiple times.

shiggy has NEVER picked up a cosmetic item in his life, but he’s so confident that he could do a full face of makeup just from watching those transformation videos on a daily.

he’s an intuitive eater. doesn’t have those 3 meals a day, he eats whatever he wants, whenever he’s hungry.

the type to eat 9 small meals throughout the day instead of the standard 3

he likes to eat by himself, bc he feels judged for no damn reason when he eats with others.

totally has a sweet tooth. i see him indulging on sweet breakfast foods like french toast, pancakes, waffles and croissants… things like pastries, pies, tarts and muffins.

not too sweet though. if there’s icing or fondant on a cake, he’ll scrape it off.

this man can’t stomach an entire chocolate bar without getting that icky feeling or acting like he ate a popeyes biscuit

he likes fruit. his favs are grapes, apples, honeydew and mango.

he prefers black and red grapes over the green ones

somebody on this app said they wanna sit in shigaraki’s lap and feed him grapes or apples and it lives in my head RENT FREE

after becoming the leader of the paranormal liberation front, he’s drowning in re-destro’s cash so he splurges out on more red shoes and becomes a sneakerhead.

red dunks, red jordans, red bapestas, red rick owens, red Praise The Lord 3000s

imagine him wearing red timbs

he’d KILL these shoes 😭

financially responsible but not afraid to treat himself.

he might even treat his beloved league too if they ever ask.

definitely grew up playing online games

toontown, club penguin, wizard101, poptropica, roblox, minecraft, habbo hotel

if there is an animal that shigaraki really resembles, it’s a cat.

shiggy takes his sweet time getting to know people but when he’s comfortable, he’s comfortable. he’s open to giving praise, words of encouragement and morale to his people, (the league) he’s sort of like a personal hypeman

he’s the type of friend who constantly denies that you’re his friend, but you know DAMN WELL he sees you as one 😑

people often hc him as a straight up social recluse who does nothing but play video games, but i don’t think he’d be like that. he’s the leader (below AfO) so naturally he’s going to spend a lot of time surrounded and scheming with his followers. how do you lead an entire army when you’re rotting away in your room???

i see him as someone who simply values their space, but doesn’t mind being social. he’ll come around when he wants

he’s too preoccupied with his villain activities so i don’t think he has time to listen to much music

what little music taste he has would for sure come from video game and movie soundtracks. he’s into metal, nu-metal, and avant-garde music.

he has a place in his heart for children that have been through similar predicaments as him. children who have been discarded and abandoned by everybody, children who have been used and abused, children who have been taken advantage of, children who never got a chance to be children.

don’t get him started on abusive parental figures and how the heroes handle troubled children… molding them to be tools to carry out their agenda…. like hawks for example

i mean… look what he did to overhaul

you cannot tell me that shiggy, dabi, and mr. compress don’t keke about what he did to overhaul. they do impressions of him and keep themselves laughing for too long 😭

it’s what he deserves after severing mr. compress’ arm, killing magne and doing what he did to eri

they lose their shit TIME and TIME again whenever dabi imitates his scream.

magne is looking down from heaven, also joining in with their laughs

common headcanon but if eri fell into his hands, they’d definitely quirk train. shiggy decaying stuff, and eri using her rewind quirk on the said decayed stuff.

him and dabi also bonded bc of their mutual hatred of endeavor. endeavor’s a hero so by default, shiggy isn’t fond of him. but on top of that, he’s abusive and in a quirk marriage? he’s repulsed by that.

if he had a normal upbringing and went to school, he’d prefer mathematics over literacy. he would fucking love maths and i can’t stress this enough. he’d like science too specifically physics

i feel like shig has a fairly decent amount of education. he was raised by AfO, an evil mastermind and a ujiko, a doctor.

with that on top of his natural keen intellect, it’s as if he’s never missed out on a mainstream education

he’s more aware of the world than he appears, after all he knows about the “mother of quirks” and all that, but he prefers to stay away from social media. he think’s its literal garbage.

always uses a VPN and has a burner phone, laptop, EVERYTHING. he is not taking any chances.

THATS ALL! I HOPE YOU ENJOYED MY THOUGHTS. MORE WORKS TO COME 💁🏾‍♀️

[hanavmaki]

mastuhanaiwaoi otp!

ugh one of my ultimate poly otps askdfgh thank u so much for asking for them!!! (◍•ᴗ•◍) i am a slave to this pairing—

Who is a fussy eater and who will eat food even if they’ve dropped it on the floor?

hajime and tooru aren’t fussy, but they’re the ones making sure all of them have balanced diets to maintain their health! left to themselves, makki would be eating dessert in place of every meal, and mattsun loves convenience store food & instant food too much for his own good

Who constantly tries to get the other to shower with them?

mattsun and tooru love showering with each other, and with their two boyfriends! they always announce that they’re about to take a shower, and leave the door unlocked so that whoever wants to can join them. mattsun is a very physical lover, and gives the best back massages and scrubs while in the bath ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ˋ)੭✧

Who was popular in high school and who lies that they were just to impress the other?

tooru was popular with the girls, and hajime was popular with the guys! takahiro and issei love to tease tooru by fawning over haijme when they recount their high school memories (and also they love seeing hajime blush from his ears down to his chest)

Who is incredible in bed and completely knocks the other off their feet the first time they have sex?

they all had their first times separately with each other, but they all agree that issei is absolutely devilish in bed. he’s talented with his hands and tongue, and remembers each of their sensitive spots in detail. 

Who plays video games and who snuggles up next to them as they play?

tooru, issei and takahiro love playing video games! they often play together, especially in high school and university. on the rare occasion that hajime joins them, he usually beats them.

Who is horny ALL OF THE TIME?

despite issei’s main love language being physical touch, takahiro is insatiable. he loves exploring new kinks with his boyfriends after reading about them online/ in magazines, and his boyfriends always find the time to indulge him. good thing he has three loving boyfriends to satisfy him (❁´ω`❁)

Who is sleepy and cuddly ALL OF THE TIME?

tooru loves cuddling when sleepy, and issei sleeps better when holding someone in his arms. issei takes the longest to wake up in the mornings (afternoons? he and takahiro stay up till god knows what time, and only wake up slightly after lunch)

Who knocks on the other’s door crying at 4am?

tooru from having a fight with someone, or takahiro about something important to him. hajime only cries when he feels people are disappointed in him, and issei isn’t the type to show others when he’s angry or sad. he tries to deal with it by himself first. hajime and issei are super loving boyfriends who coo their crying boyfriends to sleep. they usually cook their boyfriend’s favourite breakfast or lunch the next day to cheer them up.

Who would have 10 pets if they could and who is adorably shy around animals?

hajime is surprsingly shy around animals, despite thinking they’re cute. the muscled oaf just doesn’t know how to interact with them, choosing to just observe them. tooru loves pets and often snaps photos to share it in their group chat. issei and takahiro like exotic pets, like gekkos, hedgehogs and frogs, while tooru and hajime prefer dogs or rabbits

Who takes like 10 minutes of persuading to get out of bed each morning?

issei, because he’s a sleepy head with a sleep schedule that’s haywire. takahiro can be persuaded to get out of bed if he smells a sweet breakfast like pancakes!

Who collects rocks and shells when they go to the beach and who thinks it’s dumb?

takahiro often collects things that remind him of his boyfriends and places it on their desks at home as a present! his boyfriends find it awfully endearing whenever they see a picked flower or brightly coloured seed along with a little handwritten note on their desk

Who picks fights for no reason just so they can have kinky sex?

issei has this super bad habit of getting into fights with hajime. he does this to rile his boyfriend up for some aggressive, domineering strength play and it drives hajime wild that he always plays into issei’s hands. these two seldom have sex together, instead often engaging in non-sexual intimacy, but when they do it’s either sweet vanilla or hella rough and hot

Who secretly admires the hell out of the other and thinks they’re the bravest person they’ve ever met?

everyone admires the hell out of hajime, and collectively agree he is the coolest boyfriend any of them have. tooru is the most passionate and hardworking, issei is the most loving and dedicated, and takahiro is their precious, fiesty, funny baby

Who has an adorable sneeze and who sneezes so aggressively they pull a muscle?

hajime has an aggressive old man sneeze, tooru has a shrill one and issei and takahiro are the normals ones in this relationship, surprisingly 

Who wants to have sex at work/school and who is terrified of getting caught?

issei is down to have sex anywhere, hajime is a strictly private person (unless his boyfriends scheme something that drives him absolutely wild), takahiro is an exhibitionist and /loves/ the thrill of being caught (he and issei have been caught multiple times, laughing with their pants around their knees as they try to runaway.) tooru’s had sex in semi-public places before— he enjoys the thrill, but doesn’t actually /want/ to be caught by anyone 

Who smells the hell out of the other’s shirts when they’re away but pretends that they don’t?

takahiro loves his boyfriend’s smells, and think about them often when they’re away at their highly demanding jobs, if his boyfriends notice a couple of shirts missing from their laundry, they don’t say anything~

Who believes in astrology and who doesn’t care and just wants the other to make out with them?

tooru belives in astrology for fun, and hajime just wants to kiss him to shut him up whenever he’s on a spiel about it

Who would survive the apocalypse and who wouldn’t stand a chance?

they’d make a pretty sick team, if they say so. tooru and hajime might die first, trying to sacrifice themselves for their boyfriends, but the four of them agreed that it was either all of them or none of them would want to make it 

Who is majorly ticklish and who is the tickle-attacker?

takahiro is sensitive all over, and his boyfriends all love to take advantage of that (❁´ω`❁) issei is major ticklish on his feet, but he puts in extra effort to make sure his devious boyfriends don’t find out (they do anyway, and he has to sleep with socks on for some time after that)

Who greatly exaggerates being sick every time they feel even a little poorly just so the other will take care of them?

issei, because he loves being pampered by tooru and hajime. tooru fusses over him, takahiro gives him extra cuddles, but hajime cooks for him, carries him to get a bath, and really babies him (or any of them who are sick), and issei never knew he loved having that kind of attention given to him until he met hajime

send me a ship for this otp meme!  ₍՞◌′��‵ू◌₎♡

[jisungsmysugadaddy]

Special Spectator

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Since your daughter wanted know what her dad does on Sunday nights. You and Chan came to an agreement that you would let your her stay up a little later on those nights since she hasn't started kindergarten yet and it would be nice to watch her dad go live and interact with his fans for a bit.

Chan: Okay I'm about to go live

You: We’re ready😁

Chan: Good👍. Is there any song she wants to hear tonight?

You looked down at your daughter who was in between your legs on the bed with the iPad in her cute little tiny hands. Y/d/n do want to listen to any songs you like?. She hesitated for a bit, “Uhhh. Airplane!”, she shouted enthusiastically. You jumped a little when she said that but laughed by how excited she was. “Anything else?”, you ask. “I want to listen too Little Star.” To your surprise (not really) they were both Stray Kids songs.

You: She wants to listen to Airplane and Hyunjin’s skz player Little Star. She basically just wants to listen to Stray Kids😂

Chan: 😂 Okay that’s fine with me

You get a Vlive notification on both your phone and iPad. You tap the one that appeared on the iPad. The usual intro music started playing and your daughter was startled by the abruptly loud music. You giggled a little bit when she did. When Chan's head popped out from the corner of the screen, Y/d/n looked very confused but once she realized who it was she practically yelled "DADDY!!", in a very excited tone. It warmed your heart to see how much your little girl loves her father even when it's through a screen.

He then started to greet everyone watching. "Hello everyone. Hello hello hello. Ah yes, so today's Chan's room is going to be a little bit more on the chill side today since it is very late knowing that some of you guys have a busy day tomorrow because it will be Monday. So i’ll be playing some more relaxing and easy-going music to make sure that you guys can get some rest while I’m here. But first I’m going to play a song that my daughter recommended for me to listen to today, so... let’s go!

Airplane started playing after that. Y/d/n was singing along with Chan while the music was playing. You recorded her passionately singing each lyric and to your surprise she even sang the Korean lyrics perfectly considering it’s not her first language. The video was then sent to Chan once the song ended. He looked down at his phone and he smiled when he opened the video. “Oh my god. Y/n just sent me a video of Y/d/n singing along to Airplane. Awww. She’s too cute. I don’t know, I might post it on instagram so STAY could see this too. I’ll have to ask Y/n first.”, he laughed nervously. I smiled at the screen then proceeded to text him. “Of course you can post it.” He saw the text live then yelled. “STAY! she said yes”. He looked so happy to be able to show a part of his family with his fans. 

Throughout the entire live Y/d/n was vibing with the music and seemed so in tune with what he was saying both in English and Korean. For the last song of the live Chan finally played Little Star, which was your daughter’s favorite lullaby and has been ever since she was a baby. Watching her sway her head to the melody of the song reminded you of all the times this one song made her more at ease whenever it was time to settle down at night. You could tell she was getting sleepy because how she laid her head back onto your chest. She sprung back up when he said it was time to go. “Alright well this wraps up today’s Chan’s Room, I hope you all enjoyed the songs my little girl recommended and the ones she didn’t and... Oh right can’t forget the goodbye hug.” Chan got up from his chair then hugged the camera. Your daughter thought it was an actual hug and hugged the iPad when she saw her father do the same. “Bye Bye daddy”, she waved at the screen with a small frown on her face next thing you know it says that the broadcast has ended. The little sleepy eyed figure in front of you asked, “Will daddy come back home?” You look down shocked by her question. “Of course he will. Matter of fact when you go to bed and wake up, he’s gonna be down stairs waiting for you with blueberry pancakes ready to eat.” Y/d/n then gazed at you with a sudden smile on her face. “Then lets go to bed now!” You chuckled has she dragged you out of your bed so you could tuck her into her own.

“Good night princess, love you”. I kissed her on her forehead. “Good night mommy, love you too.

You get back into your bed and pick up the phone to text your husband what the plan might be tomorrow morning.

You: Hey babe, when do you think you’ll be home?

Chan: In the car right now

You: Great. And do you think we can make pancakes tomorrow, I told Y/d/n we were gonna make them for breakfast😅

Chan: Yes lol as long as it leaves my two girls happy I’ll do anything😁

[cherrystylinston]

Milk butterchews

You woke up to your stomach cramping up. You were sure that Mother Nature has visited to torture you for the month. You saw your boyfriend,Harry sprawled out on the king size bed beside you. You went to the washroom and did your business. Then you came back for a good night sleep.

The sun was rising through the largest window beside your bedside. You turn to find your boyfriend staring at you with those beautiful emerald eyes. Harry coos, “Good morning m’baby”. You blushed. Even though you and Harry were together for more than a year now, you would still blush hard whenever he called you baby, his baby. “Good morning bub” you reply back. Harry just cuddled you closer. Your head was on his chest. His hands were around your waist. He was cooing sweet nothings into you ears to get you to wake up.

Harry wanted to leave for work soon but he wanted to hold his baby a little longer too. But if he didn’t get his arse up now, he would be late for the interview now.

Harry asks , “What is your plan for the day m’baby?”.

“I have to complete the project for m’graduation. So I’m meeting some friends to discuss something in the cafe near sees shop bubby” you say.

Then Harry got out of bed and kissed your forehead. He needed a quick shower before he went for work. Normally you would shower but considering the bloody condition down there you decided not to join him today.

You want downstairs to make a quick breakfast. You made waffle with a lot of chocolate chips for sees shop which you and Harry loved. Both of you ate while having small talks. The Harry left for work.

You took a slow hot shower to remove the knots on your back. Then took care of your lady business. Then you took off to meet your friends at the cafe to discuss about your project. You met your friends Sienna and Joseph at the cafe. You guys ordered some coffee and some deserts and discussed the finalisations regarding the project. Then you returned home.

Your back was aching. And your stomach was cramping. You wanted to cry. All you wanted to do was cry to Harry and watch your favourite movie while eating milk butter chew and have a long night of sleep.

You were holding back tears. But then you decided to take a hot steamy bath to soothe the nerves. You filled the bath with dried rose petals and some strawberry bubbles. You stripped off your clothes and got in. The hot steamy water did soothe your nerves and removed the knots on your back. You got out and got dressed.

You went down to sit on the massive Ivory couch on your guys’ living room. You were sprawled out on the couch with a pack of potato chips on your bloated belly.

You heard Harry’s car coming down the driveway. The you heard the keys rattling. You heard his shoes.

Then Harry appeared down the front door with tired eyes after working for a long day. Harry hugged you tightly and then kissed your temple.

Harry’s lips were pouty. You kissed his pouty lips. “Take that pout of your lips bubby” you said. “I have a party to attend baby. Please please please accompany m’baby”, Harry asked you.

“I’m tired baby. My back is aching”,you said thinking he would take the hint. “Please baby after getting back from the party I will rub your back and give you a massage m’heart”, Harry said and pouted. He used your favourite nickname knowing your would agree. “My pouty bastard” , you thought.

You agreed nevertheless. Harry went to change into his party attire. He wore a silk shirt and black skinny jeans with Gucci boots. Your belly was bloated because of your period so you wore a maxi dress. You and Harry got into your guys’ car and drove to the party location.

You and Harry entered the party. Everyone at the party were having the time of their lives. You saw Niall and Amelia chatting up,at the foyer. You waved at them and they waved you back. You saw Perrie and Jade. They hugged you. You guys were talking. Harry saw some music producer he wanted to meet. So he excused himself.

You were talking to Pez about her new baby boy and motherhood. She was showing pictures baby Axel. You were cooing over baby axel’s pictures. Perrie asked , “When are we getting a baby styles y/n?”. You cheeks heated up. Jade and Perrie were laughing their asses off at your reaction. “Shut up girls” you said. Jade said she wanted a drink. So you accompanied her.

When you returned Perrie pulled you aside. Before you could ask her what was up. She said , “Love you leaked through your dress.” Your hands went instinctively to your back side. But she assured you that due to the lighting it was not that tad visible.

You thought you should suck it up and enjoy the party but now you definitely wanted to go home and sleep in your comfy bed in your pjs.

Harry wa still talking to the music producer. So you went up to Harry. “Hey bubby. I want to go home. My back is aching. Please bubby”. Due to the lighting at the party harry could not see you clearly.

“ Y/N I need to talk to him about the next music video I am releasing baby. Can we leave after half an hour” Harry said. “ Please baby it’s an emergence I want to go home” you said.

“Y/N I said I am busy. Can you stop bothering me? Stop being so annoying for gods sake” he whisper yelled so that the music producer would not over hear his harsh tone.

Your eyes filled with tears. “Fuck me hormomes” you thought.

“Screw you ,Harry” you yelled at him with tears in your eyes.

You left the party. You called Ronald, your and Harry’s driver. And asked him to drive you home. He happily obliged.

You reached home and went to your guys’ bedroom You took off your dress and got into your pjs. You used your makeup remover and took off your makeup. You thought of the way Harry talked to you and tears started rolling down the apples of yore tear stained cheeks.

You thought of sleeping in the couch and decided against it owing to your aching muscles in the back. You decided to sleep in your guys’ guest room.

You slept once your head hit the pillow because of your long day and your period medications.

Harry came home. He was sweating profusely. He was nervous. He wanted to apologise to his baby. He was definitely out of order, calling the love of his life, annoying. As soon as he got out of the car, he quickly ran up to the bedroom. But he did not find you in the bed.

Harry started panicking. He thought you left him. But your stuff was there and he ran up around the house until he heard the sound of the air conditioner running in the guest room. Then he saw his baby with tear stained cheeks sprawled out on the bed. He wanted to apologise but he didn’t want to wake her either. He returned to your bedroom to change into comfortable clothing.

He went into the bathroom and then he saw the period medications. Harry mentally cursed himself for being such an ass to his baby. He quickly checked the period calendar he had for you. Then his eyes landed on the stained underwear and maxi dress. Now he felt way worse for not talking care of his baby when she was clearly not comfortable.

The next morning you woke up to the smell freshly made pancakes. You rubbed your eyes and woke up. You felt damp lips place kiss on your forehead. You didn’t reciprocate the kiss like you usually would do. Harry whispered , “Good morning m’love. I’m sorry m’heart. I’m really sorry. I feel awful for shouting at you. I’m really sorry baby. You can shout at me all you want. I’m really sorry m’baby”.

Harry’s pupils dilated with regret waiting for you to yell. But you didn’t. You slowly walked up to the bathroom leaving him surprised at your silence.

When you returned form the bathroom. Harry was not in the guest room . You went downstairs and your stomach started grumbling to the sweet smell of pancakes and maple syrup.

Harry was flipping the pancakes. He was only wearing his boxers. His eyes were a bit red and his face did not hold the golden glow which would always be present.

Harry saw you and gave an awkward smile. You hated this feeling . Uncomfortable in front of your own boyfriend. He placed the pancakes on your plate.

You ate in silence. He started making small talks after apologising. Buy you didn’t reply to any of his sweet gestures.

Your stomach was craving some of your favourite chocolate. So after finishing your pancakes. You went to the cabinet in the kitchen where you and Harry kept the chocolate. But to your surprise it was empty. You were disappointed. Your eyes started to water. But you didn’t want to cry infornt of Harry. So you went back to your guys’ room to take a bath.

Harry saw what you were looking for. He quickly went to the sees shop down the street and bought you your favourite milk butter chews. He then stopped by the flower shop and bought you the daisies which you love.

Harry knocked on the bathroom door. “Baby can I come in?” Harry asked. “Yes Harry” you said. Harry was happy that you let him in but you didn’t call him bubby his bubby, he made a mental note that you were still upset about last night.

“Baby can we talk?” Harry asked. You simply nodded. He sat beside you near the bathtub you were sitting in. Harry cupped his hands on your cheeks and looked into your eyes and said , “M’heart I’m really sorry for calling you annoying last night. I hated sleeping without you by my side and waking up without you near me. I’m really sorry you are no where near annoying. I didn’t check your period calendar, I’m really sorry baby. I hope you can forgive me darling.” His eyes were watering at this point.

You didn’t want your bubby to cry. You hugged him tightly. “ I forgive you. But don’t repeat it again” you said. But then you realised you were naked. You looked into Harry’s eyes and averted your eyes quickly. Heat rose up to the apples your cheeks. Harry was blushing too. He gave you the towel he put in the dryer for you.

You quickly dressed up in your favourite hoodie and a cotton shorts and went downstairs. Harry stood with a cute smile and gave you the daisies which he bought for you. “I’m sorry baby” Harry said . You said, “It’s okay Harry” and accepted the flowers

But the smile in Harry’s face disappeared. His eyebrows turned into a frown and his lips turned into a pout. “What’s wrong?” You asked. “You didn’t call me YOUR bubby” he said. Just to mess with him you said, “Okay HARRYYYYY”.

“Heyyyyyyy baby please call me your bubby” Harry pleaded with cute pouty lips which you wanted to kiss.

You went into the kitchen and harry followed you like a lost puppy trailing behind you. You opened your fridge and there it was your favourite box of sees milk butterchews. You eyes lit up. You quickly grabbed the box. And popped one into your mouth. The yummy flavour melting on your tongue.

“Thank you bubby” you said. Harry’s face lit up like a Christmas tree. And he kissed you, you kissed him back.

He pulled away out of breath and whispered, “M’heart you just taste like milk butterchews”.

You both giggled loudly.

Note:Hey guys this is my first time writing an imagine. It is not proofread. Send your guys’ request. If you loved this please give me your feedback. And like and repost. Hope you guys love this 💙

All the love,

S🌹

[tyvn]

valentines day with enhypen !!

enhypen x gn!reader

heeseung ::

will facetime you as soon as he wakes up

"c'mon, babe, we got so much stuff to do and so little time!"

practically rushes you to get ready

convinces his manager to let him spend the whole entire day with you

takes you to all your favorite places

holds your hand

opens every single door for you

will take random pictures of you all throughout the day

takes you to a small fair that's showing a firework show at the end of the night.

smiles at your reaction to the show, fondness clear in his eyes.

ends the night with a sweet kiss and lengthy goodnight message.

jay ::

this man right here

had an extremely long debate on whether he was going to take you to a five star restaurant or to cook for you

he chose the latter, and spent all of the day prepping, so that by the time you came over, it would be ready.

you came to surprise him early

ended up cooking the meal together, and even baked a cake

ended the night with cuddles and your favorite series on the tv.

you ended up spending the night, both falling asleep halfway through, jungwon and heeseung clearing it with both of your managers

wakes up in his arms

makes pancakes for breakfast for all of the members

the rest of the members under the cut

surprises you with layla and breakfast from your favorite place

takes you on a really cute date, and gives you the piece of jewelry you had been eyeing for a while

takes you on a really cute date, and gives you the piece of jewelry you had been eyeing for a while

won’t let you refuse to take it

vlogs most of it for an en-log video

will constantly call you cute pet names and flirt

is big on pda while you are together, loving your reactions

wants to take you back to your dorm for dinner

once you get back, you see the place filled with flowers, each one with a different meaning

smiles with so much love in his eyes whenever you do even the simplest of things

sunghoon ::

now this boy right here...

he's still nervous when it comes to things like this, not wanting to mess anything up

he will spend every day making sure that everything is perfect

sometimes stutters through his words while talking to you

most of the day allows you to take the lead, up until its time for his plans

will smile as you stop to pet every single puppy you see

is so gentle when placing the blindfold onto your face, not wanting you to see anything that could give the surprise away.

once you are finally able to remove the blindfold you are in absolute awe

he has decorated the rooftop of his dorm building with lights and flowers

there was a picnic blanket on the ground with a basket on top

you guys enjoyed the picnic and ended the night with a long hug and flushed cheeks

sunoo ::

his idea of the perfect day with doing nothing all day together

the two of you stayed in matching pajamas, did face masks, and even ordered so much food

you played games, ate food, and binged dramas

most of the time was spent cuddled under a blanket, enjoying one another's warmth

whenever he beat you at a game he would tease you

but as soon as he loses he turns pouty

waits for a kiss on the cheek before he goes back to his smiley self

is just very happy to be with you

tells you how your skin is glowing thanks to him

jungwon ::

he's so cute and prepared

asked his mom to help him prepare some dishes for you

takes them to your dorm, but doesn't even let you eat it at first because there's more to prepare

after you make the rest of the food the two of you eat it, occasionally feeding each other something

after the meal he takes you to the nearby movie theater

the two of you watch a random movie, judging everything wrong with it

enjoyed doing that more than actually watching the movie

walks around, just making the most of your time together

ends the night with your first real kiss

ni-ki ::

he's so adorable but chaotic at the same time

his first valentine's day in a relationship

wants to do so many things with you, but not enough time

decides on the cliche but classic arcade date

after the two of you go to the mall

buys matching hoodies for you both

gets couple photos taken

immediately makes them your wallpapers

takes you to a japanese style restaurant

shows you everything to get and how to properly pronounce it

ends the night with food babies and happy hearts

taglist :: @enhacolor @harlirosie @idylic-acid @higamersitsbarney

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[twinklelilstarkey]

hi! can i please make a request with rafe using prompt “Tell me about your day.” 🥰

“Tell me about your day” - Rafe Cameron

A/N.: Of course, baby. Hope you like this.

DO NOT REPOST, REWRITE OR TRANSLATE ANY OF MY WORK!

Rafe really likes hanging out with his dad. When it’s just them, at least, since he feels pretty left out whenever Sarah, Wheezie, or, god, Rose is in the boat with them.

That is solely because the 3 of them never liked the idea of fishing all that much, therefore, the whole family always has to leave hours early all because they want to leave. Which in other words means: less time between Rafe and his dad, as well as any well spent time on his Saturday, because of all the whining.

So, yes, whenever the Cameron men are alone, Rafe associates it with a good time. Also as the time when he can speak to his dad and try to get some more communication into their relationship. Which usually does happen and does usually work.

Well, not today.

Ward Cameron woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. He was in a bad mood right as the sun rose, exactly when they were supposed to leave the house. And for the first few hours, he didn’t talk to his son, he just stayed far away from him, on the other side of the boat, sipping his coffee while Rafe got everything ready to start their usual fishing Saturday.

He did start talking some time later, but to be quite honest, Rafe would’ve preferred him to just not talk at all and stay in his silence and in his corner of the boat for the rest of the day. Right as he opened his mouth, the theme of conversation was Rafe’s imperfect academic life and how he still hasn’t gotten any letters back from colleges accepting or rejecting him.

And the fact that he sighed loudly at those words did not make anything any better for him. All because he exhaled slightly bit loud, Ward took that as “Oh, so I’m boring you now?”.

Rafe did surprise himself by not bittering back to his dad and by staying silent the whole time, looking at the water and just letting his mind run free on his own world.

But let's just say that when you’re in a boat, with no reception, Wi-Fi, and surrounded by only water, sunrise to sunset seems to go by slower than normal.

It was a very long day.

Now, he’s walking down back to the house. The skies around him are colored with all types of pinks and oranges, but honestly, he couldn’t care less. He just wants to be as far away as possible from his dad at this point.

Before Ward could even step out of the boat, Rafe was already up on his bike, helmet on his head, and ready to drive off. And as he did, the French doors of his home open to show Rose, ready to welcome her husband home.

Thank god he’s out of there already.

The drive to your house was quick, so quick that Rafe wasn’t even able to reflect on what happened back on the boat.

You’re laying on your bed, wearing nothing but an old shirt and some shorts as you try to fight off the summer heat that has been practically melting you all day. You’re laying on your stomach, legs naturally up as you lean your cheek to your fist and watch random videos on your laptop.

To say you almost screamed at your bedroom door opening so suddenly is a very large understatement. You felt like you had a small heart attack to be quite honest.

Rafe stands by your door, closing it right behind him as he throws his hat to a corner and, right after, he throws himself on your bed to lay beside you.

“You okay?” You ask him.

He doesn’t answer so you just close your laptop, sit up and turn your position around to lay back down facing him. Rafe opens his eyes as you move around and he doesn’t say anything, nor does he smile - like he usually does.

“Want to talk about it?” You try again, laying your head on your pillow, now laying on your back.

He lifts himself off the mattress slightly and shakes his head at you, still not saying anything. When you’re about to ask again, he lays his head over your chest and wraps his arms around you.

The sudden request of affection surprised you a bit, but you do as asked. You wrap your arms around him and lay a kiss on the top of his head, over his hair, and right as you do it, he speaks.

“Can you tell me about your day?” He asks you.

“Uh, yeah? But I didn’t do mu-” You try to say, but he interrupts.

“It's fine. I just want to think about something other than my dad.” He says, voice muffled by your shirt.

You lay another kiss over his hair and move a bit under him before starting to talk.

“Uh, so...” You say, extending the syllable while thinking, “I woke up at like, 10ish? Had breakfast with my mom-”

“What did you eat?”

You grin at his question and answer quickly.

“Pancakes.”

He lets out a small groan at your words and your teasing tone and your grin stretches into a smile. He could kill to be invited for breakfast again and eat those heavenly pancakes.

He’s just so tired of Rose’s god damned healthy smoothies.

“Then I watched her favorite show with her. At least until we had to go get lunch...” You stop to see if Rafe questions what you ate again, but he doesn’t, “We ate pizza, nothing too exciting.”

He groans again and you smile at him.

His day consisted of sandwiches and drinking water, you can’t blame him.

“There’s leftovers if you’re interested.” You offer and he lifts his head from your chest to look at you.

“Really?” He asks and you nod.

“Yeah, they’re by the fridge, I think.”

As soon as your sentence ends, Rafe plants a kiss on your cheek and flights up from the bed, sprinting out of your room, down your stairs, and into the kitchen while you just laughed at him.

His eyes lay over the cardboard box and when he opens it, he feels like he’s in heaven. 

After heating up the food on a plate, Rafe sprints up the stairs and you’re still on your bed, now on your phone.

“Please continue.” He says, regaining your attention.

He closes the door again and sits on the chair beside the bed on your desk, ready to start eating and continue to listen to you.

“Continue with what?”

“About your day.” He says before taking his first bite, “What happened after lunch?”

You throw your phone aside and start talking again, all of it while staring at your boyfriend, who is inhaling the food all satisfied and happy. He seems interested in your average summer vacation day, which surprised you. 

Even when you told him that your neighbor had come over, he was excited and asking questions.

But for him, he just felt relief. He’s not thinking about his dad. Not thinking about his sisters and stepmother. Or even whatever his dad told him in the boat. His mind is on you only, as well as all the kinds of gossip you got today. And that is the most relief anyone can give him.

Sorry it took me so long to write this.

[kireimarkeu]

We Got Married; s.jh

Heyyy guys! hahaha its been a while. i decided to make a blog again so i can post my old works. so here’s one of them. i’ll upload the rest soon :) i hope everyone is staying healthy and well :)

summary; where you and johnny join a tv show as husband and wife

4k..words…

a/n: i worked on this non stop ;; i think it would total up to 5 hours, maybe more ;;;hhhh 

also a little note, italics means that the emcees are saying while watching the video… and the bold+italics means that the both of you are in an interview, and the person is asking you questions! hopefully that isn’t too confusing (:

warnings: mentions of starvation & pregnancy

+Episode 1

“Hi, I’m NCT127’s Johnny,” Johnny introduced himself. 

“Hello, I’m y/n, Johnny’s wife,” you smile.

“How long have the both of you been married?”

Johnny looks at you for a little while, before facing back at the camera “almost 5 months?”

“How did you know each other?”

You laugh at the question, “I was one of Red Velvet’s stylist, actually. And all SM artists were having a concert, and while I was rushing to find the right room, Johnny was there standing outside his room, on his knees with his arms up,”

Johnny groaned, “that was so embarrassing,”

“And I just saw him there, and everyone was busy, so I had no choice but to ask him for help. And when I reached Red Velvet’s room, he asked me for my number,”

“How long did you date before getting married?”

“We dated for a while actually,” Johnny started. 

“8 years,” you continued. 

“Who proposed first?”

You pointed at your husband.

“Me of course,” laugh Johnny. 

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“Babyyy~” Johnny whined, stretching his arms to pull you against his chest. You grumbled, hiding your face in his chest as you went back to sleep. 

“Oh? We didn’t know Johnny was a very affectionate person.”

“Wake up, babe,” he whispers against your hair. 

You ignore your husband’s words, tightening your grip against his waist. Johnny pressed kisses on your head, forehead and temple, waiting for you to get up. 

You let out a soft sigh, fluttering your eyes open. You looked up at your lover with a pout, upset that he woke you up. 

“Good morning, baby,” he mumbles against your ear, but the mic picked it up. The emcees cooed at the affection. 

“Kiss?” Johnny asks, leaning down to reach your lips but you move away from his face. 

You giggle at your husband when he clutched his heart, feigning pain. You felt bad and pressed your small palms on his chest to push yourself up and kiss his cheek. 

“Ahh! They’re so cute!!” the emcees cooed.

You pushed yourself up to a sitting position, getting out of bed, pulling Johnny with you. 

“Let’s make breakfast!”

Johnny could only smile at you dumbly, following you to the kitchen. 

You pressed your back against the counter as you looked up at Johnny with a flirty smile, “what should we make, John?”

Johnny felt like his heart would combust. If only there weren’t any cameras placed in his house, he would’ve kissed the hell out of you. 

“Pancakes?” he suggests. 

You nodded, turning around to open the cabinet above you to grab the pancake mix. You tip-toed, trying your hardest to reach for the box, but it was hard- especially when Johnny would purposely place everything on the highest shelf. 

You didn’t bother asking Johnny for help, knowing he enjoys watching you suffer, finding it cute. You also know that he would end up pressing against your back, reaching the box of pancakes mix for you. 

The emcees gasped when they saw your husband reach from behind, pressing his body against your back. They expect you to freeze on the spot with red cheeks, but they were met with you moving away from Johnny to slap his butt.

The emcees let out a disappointed sigh, “I guess y/n isn’t very affectionate?” they ask Johnny. 

“She usually is,” Johnny laughs, “but she’s cheeky too. It’s adorable.”

+Episode 5

The scene started with the both of you outside, holding hands quietly. 

“Okay, come on, break is over, let’s continue,” says your husband as he got ready to start running. 

You whine, letting go of your husband’s hand to run with him. You tried your best to match his pace, but you always end up a few meters behind him. 

He looked back at your tired form. You were slouching and had a pained expression on your face. A chuckle left his lips as he jogged on the spot, waiting for you to reach him. 

The emcees were curious, it seems like he was forcing you to exercise with him. 

“Ah,” Johnny laughs, “y/n has told me how she wants to lose weight,” he explains, “but her way of losing weight is really unhealthy, so I make her go on a run with me.”

“What was her way of losing weight?”

“She would starve herself for weeks in order to lose weight,” Johnny clarify. 

“Many of us do that,” they tell him. 

Johnny nodded, “It hurts me not to see her eating, at one point we got into a huge fight because she didn’t eat for 3 days straight. So, I made a promise with y/n.”

Once you reached your husband, you pressed the palms of your hands against your knees, panting heavily. “I hate this, I hate you.”

Johnny threw his head back as he laughed at you. His hand stroking your back comfortingly. 

“Just a little more, then we can get food,” he tells you. 

He waits for you until you were breathing normally. 

“Better?” he asks you, scanning your face. 

You shook your head, “no, I don’t wanna do this.”

Johnny sighs at your words, “we can stop now, but you can only get healthy food later.”

You jut your lips out, persuading your husband to give you a chance. 

Johnny stares at you with a straight face. 

“Just for today~,” you say cutely. When you notice Johnny wasn’t giving any reaction, you reach for his arm, tugging on his arm, letting out cute noises. “Today is our cheat day, please Johnny?” 

You pout, giving your best puppy eyes. You tiptoed to press a quick kiss on his lips, and that was when Johnny broke down and let out a groan. 

“You will be the death of me,”

The emcees let out a roar of laughter. 

The scene changed to the both of you in 7/11. 

You had a sandwich and ramen noddle in your hands. You reached out to grab a bottle of water while Johnny was trying to find his favourite snack. 

You walked up to the cashier to place the items down, waiting for Johnny to pay. The cashier suddenly spoke to you in Korean as you look up at them in surprise. 

“Ah,” you start. You bit your lip, unsure of what to reply. “I don’t speak Korean.”

“Oh, y/n doesn’t speak Korean?” the emcees ask Johnny, surprised since both of you were living in Korea.

Johnny shake his head, “she knows basic words, but it’s hard for her to speak in full sentences.”

You notice that the cashier doesn’t understand you either. 

Turning around, you call for your husband. Johnny’s head peeked out from the shelves.

“yeah?”

“Uh, I need help,” you say awkwardly. 

Your husband trudges towards you without hesitation. You watch as your husband converses in Korean with the cashier. He suddenly fishes out his wallet to pay for the food the both of you have bought. 

+Episode 9

The both of you were sitting on the floor, game controllers in hands, playing Fortnite. 

Truthfully, you weren’t very good in Fortnite, but your husband enjoys playing games so you would join him. 

A little yelp left your lips when you saw a character, near you. “oh my god, babe, save me!” you yell out, running away from the character who was trying to save you. 

Johnny didn’t respond to you, too focused on gaming.

“Johnny! Oh my god, help me!” 

One of your hand to leave the console to tap on your husband’s thigh. 

“Wait, wait, I’m still looting,” he tells you. 

“Nooooo,” you whine, “come save me— nevermind, I died.”

Johnny didn’t respond to whatever you said— it’s not like he heard you anyways. Your significant other continued playing the game without you. 

You sulk when your lover didn’t pay attention to you. You thought he would leave the game so the both of you could restart and play together.

You got up from your sitting position to go to the kitchen to make some coffee. 

Johnny quickly glanced at you when you left his side, then going back to the television that was still playing. 

Should he stop playing to comfort you? It would be a waste if he left the game since he was so close to winning. There was only 1 person left. He decided to continue playing until he won.

“Ah, why didn’t you comfort y/n?” asked the emcees, upset with his behaviour. Johnny could only laugh awkwardly.

When the words displayed ‘WINNER’ on the screen, Johnny immediately got up and ambled to you. 

“Babe,” he called, not getting any response for you. 

Johnny bit back a smile when he saw you stirring the cup of coffee. He walked up to you, his hands going to your waist. He was about to rest his chin on your shoulder, but you walked away from him to sit on the dining table.

“Is this a fight we’re about to witness?” the emcees ask. 

Johnny shook his head, “this happens all the time— whenever I would ignore y/n while I play a game,”

“Are you mad?” Johnny asks you, resting his butt on the dining table, knowing you hated it when he does that. 

He pouted when he didn’t get any reaction from you. 

“Babe, I’m sorry,” he apologizes, “we can play again, I’ll save you this time,” he suggests, tugging on your hand. 

You look up to glare at him, “I don’t wanna play with you, you made me sad.”

Johnny wanted to giggle at how cute you were being. 

“What’s that?” he asks, stretching his body to see what was in the mug, “oh, coffee, can I have some?”

Before you could even answer, he was already reaching for your cup of coffee and drinking almost half of it.

“Johnny,” you whine, pulling his arm to stop him from finishing your drink. 

The emcees tilt their head, “you shouldn’t have done that, Johnny-ya”

“That was my drink,” you tell him angrily, snatching the mug from him when he pulled it away from his lips. He chuckle at you when you stood up, placing your cup in the sink before stomping into your shared room.

“Wait, why are you still smiling when you made your wife angry, Mr Suh?” the emcees interrupted the video.

The attention was on Johnny. He chuckles, “I just like messing with her, she just looked so adorable.”

“I wonder how this is going to go down.”

While you were sulking in the bedroom, Johnny decided to make food for you, just to make up to you. 

Leaving you alone for a few hours, he finally finished cooking. He placed your favourite food on a tray, bringing to the bedroom. When he entered the bedroom, you were laying on the bed with your phone in hand. 

When you heard Johnny come in, you turn to see him standing at the door with a tray filled with food, a cheeky smile plastered on his lips. 

“Dummy,” you mumble. 

Johnny walked up to you, placing the food on the white sheets. 

“Spill it and I’ll kill you,” you warn him, reaching out to grab the tray carefully.

+Episode 12

The scene started with the both of you walking into a blue building. Both of you started walking around the familiar place. 

“Ikea?”

You grabbed a toy monkey and showed your husband. 

“Can we get this?” you ask him, playing with the hands. 

He grimaced at you, “why would you need that when you have me?”

You clicked your tongue but placed the monkey back before skipping to your lover, wrapping your arms around his arm affectionately. 

“Aww, they are so cute!!” the emcees cooed.

Your husband suddenly stopped, looking at a shelf. 

“Is this the one you wanted?” you ask him, looking up at Johnny. Your heart beating faster just by looking at his side profile. 

He nodded, “I think it’s the right size?” 

“What if it’s the wrong length?” you ask him.

“Then I blame you,” he jokes. 

You roll your eyes at your husband. “should we get this, then?”

Johnny hummed, nodding his chin towards the cardboard, “help me get it, babe.”

You didn’t think much of it and agreed to take the shelf that was in the cardboard. You tiptoed, reaching for the box. You slowly pull out the long box, letting out a groan when you realised how heavy it is. 

“you did that on purpose, didn’t you?” the emcees asked. 

After a couple of episodes, the emcees seem to realise Johnny’s behaviour around you. 

Johnny nodded, letting out a laugh, “I like being there to help her, and tease her at the same time,”

“Johnny— help me,” you groan, pulling the box on your shoulder, thinking it would balance you. 

From behind, Johnny didn’t budge from his position. He was content on watching you cutely carry the huge box. But when he saw you almost drop the box, his eyes widen and quickly reach out to carry the box. 

You didn’t realise Johnny’s intention and pull away from the weight. You exhale, “that was heavy,” you say. 

“A little,” your husband shrug as if it was nothing. 

You noticed how his muscles flex and how he was letting out puffs of air. 

“Should I get a cart?” you ask him, feeling bad that he was carrying everything on his own. 

Johnny shook his head, “It’s fine, we’re near the cashier anyway.”

The video cut to the both of you queuing up for food. Johnny was standing behind you with the trolley. 

“What are you getting?” you ask him, your eyes not leaving the menu. 

“I don’t know,” he shrugs, “maybe fish&chips?” 

“Okay,”

When it was your turn to order, Johnny started ordering multiple dishes, making you look up at him in surprise. Your hands pinch his waist a little, getting his attention. 

“Why did you order so much? We’re not going to finish all that!” You exclaim. 

Johnny didn’t answer you, instead, he grabbed the food and placed it on the tray. 

“I’ll finish it all, baby,” he scrunches his nose, before leaning down to quickly kiss your cheeks before finding a place to sit. 

+Episode 14

The scene started with both of you sleeping on your shared bed. You had your head rested on Johnny’s chest, while Johnny rests his cheek on the top of your head, his arm wrapped around your waist protectively.

The emcees noticed that you had your whole body covered with a blanket up to your nose. 

“Isn’t it hot?” they ask. 

“It was raining at night,” Johnny pointed out, “and y/n is really sensitive to the cold,”

Johnny was the first one to wake up. Fluttering his eyes open, he blinked multiple times before lifting his head, stretching his arms out to reach for his phone. 

“Ah, it’s almost 1pm,” Johnny mumbles to himself. 

“What?! Do you guys usually wake up that late?” the emcees asks him. 

Johnny shook his head, “one of our friends had a birthday party the day before and we reached home at about 4am,” he explains.

“4am?!”

He chuckles, “yeah. y/n and I are usually morning people, but that day, that day was just a lazy day,”

Putting his phone down, he let out a tired sigh. He laid on his back but kept one of his arms under your head for comfort. 

He was staring at the ceiling for a few minutes before tilting his head down to stare at you. 

The camera zoomed in to see him staring at you with a stupid smile on his face. His hand went up to stroke your head. He slowly leaned down to press a soft kiss on the crown of your head. 

The emcees started going crazy, some letting cooing, some letting out screams at how cute he was being. 

“You’re crazy for her! It’s adorable!” they all say. Johnny can only smile shyly. 

You finally woke up after napping for a while more. Your hands turning into fists to rub at your eyes tiredly. 

Johnny beams at you, “good morning.”

You only let out a whine, throwing your arms across his chest, hiding your face in his neck. 

Johnny let out a roar of laughter, his arms that were previously giving your support went up to stroke your back lovingly. 

“Come, let’s get up,” he says softly, his fingers reaching out to play with the ends of your hair. 

“I’m so tired,” you mumble against his neck, sighing. 

“I know, babe, but we can’t stay in bed all day,” he tells you. 

He was right, you couldn’t just stay in bed all day, it won’t be good content for the show you were in. 

The scene then cut to you sitting on the floor, in between your husband’s legs while Johnny was sitting on the couch, playing with your hair. 

The both of you were watching a Korean drama. It was quite intense, so the both of you did not say a word to each other. Both of your mouths were wide open as you focused on the show.

The emcees laughed at both your faces.

Johnny soon got bored and focused on braiding your hair. He didn’t realise that you had started crying because of the sad scene playing. 

“Oh, oh, isn’t she crying?” the emcees asked. 

“I didn’t realise,” he laughs awkwardly.

Johnny continued braiding your hair. He noticed how your shoulders started shaking and the sniffles coming from you. He let go of your hair and leaned down to your side to see tears streaming down your face. 

At first, he was confused. Why did you cry? Did he pull your hair too hard? Did he do something that made you unhappy?

It took him a while for him to realise the reason you were crying was because of the drama playing. He pulled away from you and started laughing at you. 

He got out from the couch to slide down next to you, pulling your head into his chest. 

“Aw, is my baby crying?” he said in a baby voice, stroking your head fondly. 

It took you a few moments for the tears to stop. You pout at your husband as he cups your face, “it was so sad.”

He pats your head, “I know, you’re a cry baby,”

+Episode 20

You were putting on make-up, getting ready for a special occasion. You stood up from the dressing table, showing off the elegant dress you were wearing. 

“Woah! y/n looks so pretty, what was the occasion?”

You grabbed a denim jacket that was laying on the bed, putting it on since it was cold outside. 

“Babe, are you ready?” you hear Johnny shout from the living room. 

You didn’t answer him, instead, you left the room, not forgetting to grab your bag along the way. When he saw you, he couldn’t help but admire you. 

He squealed like a little boy, “It feels like I fell in love with you all over again,”

You gave him a weird look before slapping his stomach, “shut up,”

You left to grab your heels, but Johnny stood in place, awestruck by your beauty. 

His hand covering his mouth as he shook his head, “I can’t believe I married the prettiest woman on earth!” he shouts, a grin forming on his face. 

You turn to look at your dumb husband, “stop being weird!!” you whine, “and put on your shoes, let’s go!!”

“y/n actually brought me out on a date,” Johnny explained. “We actually haven’t gone out on a date after we got married,”

“Woah, seriously?” they ask, “and it has been almost 8 months since you got married?”

Johnny nodded.

You had brought Johnny to your favourite Chinese restaurant. 

The both of you made small talk, and some point, Johnny had reached out for your hands from across the table, holding it lightly, he would stroke the back of your hand affectionately from time to time. 

When the food arrived, the both of you started digging in. 

“I’m so full,” you huff, rubbing your stomach. 

“Should we get the fortune cookie?” asked your husband. 

You nodded. 

Your heart felt like it was ready to combust, your palms started sweating at the thought of Johnny finally finding out the secret you were keeping. 

“Why does she look so nervous?”

Johnny grabbed the fortune cookie excitedly. He quickly cracked his open, reading out his fortune. 

He didn’t say it out loud, but you already knew what it said. 

“What does yours say?” you ask nervously. 

He frowns at the piece of paper. “Daddy,”

“Oh?” the emcees say, surprised.

His eyebrows furrowed at the weird fortune but quickly put it away, looking up at you with shining eyes. 

“What does yours say?” he asks you. 

You shrug, “I haven’t opened it yet,” you mumble softly. Your fingers crack open the cookie, taking out the piece of paper in the cookie. 

“Well? What does it say, babe?” he asks again excitedly. 

You gulp. “it says I’m pregnant.”

The emcees scream in happiness and in shock.

Johnny fell silent, “what?”

“It says I’m pregnant,” you repeat again. You felt nervous at his lack of reaction. 

He frowns, “this is not funny, y/n. what does it really say?”

You showed him the small piece of paper that you were holding. True enough, the paper did say ‘I’m pregnant’. 

He looked up at you then back at the paper, then back at you again. “what?” he whispers. 

“I’m pregnant,” you confess, “surprise?” you mutter awkwardly. 

“Is-is this a prank?”

You smile, shaking your head, “it’s not a prank, baby.”

“There was a reason why I actually brought him out for a real date,” you tell, looking straight in the camera. “we have been trying for a baby for a while now, and Johnny has been wanting to have one for a long time,” you explain, letting out a small laugh. 

“I went to the restaurant to request a personal fortune cookie and told them my plan and everything- thankfully they agreed!” you say.

“oh my god,” Johnny gasps, “r-really? This is not a joke?”

You crack up at your husband, “why would this be a joke?”

Johnny suddenly stood up, you stand up with him. He walks closer to you, holding your arms. 

“I love you so much right now,” was the last thing he said before he pressed his lips on yours. 

You couldn’t help but grin, resulting in him kissing your teeth instead. 

Johnny pull away, pouting at you, “how long?”

“3 weeks, you big baby,” your hands going up to squeeze his cheeks.

“I literally love you so much,” Johnny express, “you make me so happy, baby.”

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You held Johnny hands tightly as the both of you look in the camera. 

“Were you surprised, Johnny?”

Johnny nodded, “very.”

You snort at his words. 

“I didn’t think much of it at first, then when y/n said she was pregnant, I thought it was a joke. But I’m so happy right now.”

“How long have you been pregnant right now?”

“A little more than 14 weeks!” you tell them, beaming at the camera. You stood up to show the little bump in your stomach. 

“Do you know the gender of the baby?”

You looked up at Johnny before looking back in the camera, “we wanted to keep it a surprise!”

“How do you feel right now, Johnny?”

He hum, “I think, like every other dad out there, I am excited. I can’t wait to meet my newborn and spend all my time with them,” 

Johnny reached out to stroke your belly. 

“However, we don’t want our child to be exposed to the world we live in,” Johnny continued. 

You nodded at your husband’s words, “A world where he or she will live with cameras everywhere,” you explain further. 

“So, we want to thank the cast of this show, and our fans who have shown endless support to both y/n and I,” Johnny says, “y/n and I have decided to leave the show and start focusing on us and our future child,”

“It’s a shame really,” you continued, “it was really fun filming for the show.”

Johnny nodded in agreement, “hopefully our fans can respect our decision and continue supporting us regardless.”

--END--

[ladypurplejanewrynn]

The Wild Side Of Me Chapter 7

A few days passed since Tolys and Alfred’s date. Alfred was glad to know that his boyfriend has a friend he can completely trust. But still, he need it time before he can completely like Gilbert and start to trust him. He couldn’t explain it, but he felt something really suspicious about the German man. Today, the American was on a day-off but his boyfriend had to work unfortunately. The man layed in bed a bit longer than usually. He was thinking about what he could do. Then an idea came up to his mind. He went to his kitchen and start it making pancakes for breakfast. When he finished, he took a sit in front of his TV and start it watching a movie on Netflix, while eating his breakfast. He thought about that time when he saw Tolys as a werewolf for the first time and when he told him about his abilities. Then another thought stroke his mind. "What if perhaps, Tolys had some other abilities as a werewolf, but didn’t know about them yet. But if so, what could those hidden abilities be?" wondered the American. Just as he finished his breakfast and watching the movie, he went to the bathroom to take a shower. After that he dressed up and went outside. He decided to take a walk around the park. He thought about what Tolys could have as his hidden abilities. As he walked, an idea pop out in his head:"What if he could actually turn into his werewolf form whenever he wanted to?" As the idea came up, he felt the need to go see his lover and ask him about it, but in the same time he was still at work and he really didn’t want to interrupt him. After the walk, Alfred went to the café shop where he and Tolys were on a date last time and ordered a coffee. Meanwhile waiting, he got a message from Tolys:"Hey hun, how are you doing today? As for me, the work is pretty rough. I’m affraid I won’t be able to see you today. One of my colleges got sick and I decided to takeover his work for him as well. So, I will probably come back home really tired. But tomorrow, I’m on a day-off. I hope you’re not mad at me. So how about we see each other tomorrow then?" The man smiled and texted back:"Hey love, I’m doing good. Oh and don’t worry. I’m not mad at you. I know you’re the type of helping others out. And that’s of the reasons I love you so much. Just, please don’t overwork yourself. And I know that you have a habit for waking up early, but please try taking some more rest if possible. And sure, I’m fine with seeing other tomorrow. Love you sweetheart." A moment later he got another message back:"I love you too <3" After café, he went back home, and most his day he spent on playing some video games.

The next day, Alfred came over to Tolys’s house. He locked at the door and it got opened by his lover. "Alfred, nice seeing you dear. I’m just about to finish making dinner." said the Lithuanian. "That’s amazing. Anyway, what are you making for dinner?" asked the American. "Oh, is nothing special. Really. I’m just making one of Lithuanian dishes. I’m making cepelinai."said Tolys. "I never tried those before, but I’m sure I’ll love it. Especially since it was made by you." said Alfred winking at Tolys. After the dinner was ready, the two lovers took their sits at the table. Alfred took a small bite of the food cooked by his lover. His immediately has lighten up and he start it stuffing his mouth with some more. Tolys felt so much joy seeing his lover enjoying the meal that he has prepared. "I see you really like it." said the Lithuanian. "Are you serious? I love it. You really do have a talent for cooking love. This tastes absolutely amazing. Told you I was gonna end up in love with your cooking." said the American. Tolys smiled shyly at him, as a blush appeared on his face. "Now, now. I am not that good. I mean, I’m not saying that I suck at cooking or anything but, I’m sure there are people who cooks better than me." said the man. All of the sudden, Alfred put his hand on Tolys’s cheek and leaned for a kiss on the lips. It was a pretty long kiss. After he let go, he said something really lovely to his boyfriend:"To me, you will be always the best cook in the world. And nothing will change. To me, you’re the master chief number 1 in the world. And I don’t care on how much the others will not agree." Those words made Tolys blush even harder and made him speechless:"I…Thanks love…" After dinner, the two lovers decided to watch a movie. "Tolys, there is something that came up to my mind yesterday and I wanted to talk about it with you." said Alfred. "Go ahead Alfred, say it." answered Tolys. "Well, I was thinking. What if you had some more abilities as a werewolf? You know, the hidden ones that you might not know about yet." said the man. "Like what?" asked the Lithuanian. "Like having the ability to turn into your werewolf form whenever you what for example." said the American. Tolys thought about it.

"Well, I never tried before. I never even thought about it in the first place. But I think I could give it a try. But maybe later thought. And maybe somewhere where no one can see. Beside my house or your house of course." answered Tolys. "Understood" said Alfred. "And beside, we still need to finish that movie." said Tolys. Alfred smiled:"You’re right. Anyway, how about we have a movie night with our friends?" "Sounds good to me. But, first we will need to ask them if they’re able to. I mean they could have plans. Or work." answered the Lithuanian. "True that" said the American. When the movie end it, they played some video games for a bit and later went on walk together. When they came back, they decided to take a nap together. Basically, they did stuff together until evening finally came. They went to the forest and made sure no one was around. They double checked just in case. "Alright, dear. Are you ready?"asked Alfred. Tolys stretched for a bit and answered:"I’m ready." He closed his eyes and concentrated on trying to switching to his werewolf form. After a moment, he felt something. His eyes changed and his teeth got sharp. Then a smoke appeared around him. When it disappeared, he found himself in his werewolf form:"It worked. It actually worked. Who would of have thought?" Alfred smiled:"Tolys, you’re absolutely amazing dear. Being able to turn into a werewolf whenever you want? That’s so cool." "You’re amazing. After all, you’re the one who come up with the idea. And I only tried to make it work." said the Lithuanian. Alfred went for a hug:"Oh, Tolys. I’m so happy to have such a lovely and badass boyfriend like you." Tolys’s tail start it waging with happiness:"I’m happy to have you as my boyfriend as well." After they stopped hugging, Tolys changed back to his human form and they went back to Tolys house, since he invited Alfred over for the night.

[aphrodite-would-be-proud]

Reading through your wedding post made me so happy, but then I read about Falco's family 😭 Do you think you could write some of your headcannons of you and Reiner watching Falco for a week while his brother goes on a business trip or something. I can only picture by the end of the week that the house is full of the kids because none of them want to go home because Falco misses his brother and hes sad!! 😭😭

I'm so happy you enjoyed it! And that's such a sweet and thoughtful request how could i say no :( my god it sounds like the perfect comfort fic to write and honestly Falco deserves it💛

And the kiddos comforting Falco is a really adorable idea especially since he's the one looking out for everyone and comforting them most of the time, i can only imagine how loved he'd be by them.

Falco spending a week with you and Reiner

{ Reiner x reader | tw:deceased parents tw:neglectful parents | reverse comfort, fluff | modern }

{ "Tales of Enchantment" by Frank O. Salisbury 1874–1962 }

Around 5am, you and Reiner were waiting in the living room, each holding a cup of coffee. In the past days you got a call from Colt, asking if you can take care of Falco for a week, he sounded really apologetic and so you reassured him it's not trouble at all.

Apparently him and Zeke had a work related trip to a far away town, being understaffed in that town and all, the situation was dire and they couldn't refuse without their rating taking a huge hit not to mention morally too. But as a compensation, the company promised a higher pay to make their effort worth it.

You didn't notice the repeated knocking on the door till a couple seconds later, lack of sleep delaying your senses.

Opening it, you were met with an anxious Colt carrying his little brother in his arms, still asleep in his pajamas. Zeke from behind him carrying a couple bags and backpacks, he waved to you with a smile.

As Reiner took Falco in his arms and some of the bags too, you carried his Marvel school backpack and a list Colt made for all the things Falco needed and liked. He seemed to put a lot of effort in it, somethings in it you didn't even know yourself.

While tucking Falco in your bed, Reiner couldn't help but express his worry over Colt working himself to exhausting, both mentally and physically.

Yeah it was only a temporary thing till Colt graduates college and finds a stable good paying job, whilst taking care of his little brother as much as he can. He's been carrying Falco's responsibility on his shoulder since the funeral without a twitch or a complaint.

You think back to all the times you saw Colt, most being for mere minutes when he came to drop off the kids or pick them up just as his classes ended and before his shift at work started, barely having time for himself yet he chose to spend that little remaining free time on Falco and his friends.

You sit next to Reiner on the bed, gently brushing Falco's hair away from his face as he's sound asleep. He always looked up to his brother more than anyone else and would never let anyone talk badly about him.

It's like his own personal superhero.

"Do you think he'll be sad knowing he didn't get to say goodbye before Colt left?" You ask, still looking at Falco.

Reiner thinks for a moment before answering, "probably, but won't show it" he secures the blanket more around Falco, "sometimes I wonder who's more stubborn with showing their emotions, Gabi or Falco."

"I'd say Zofia wins the acting Oscar" you turn the lights off on your way out, "wasn't it for Udo, we wouldn't know how she's feeling half the time."

Around 10am, a very sleepy Falco merges out of the dark bedroom. Making his way to sit between you and Reiner on the couch, while carrying a blanket around him.

He leans into Reiner's hand when he strokes Falco's hair while you secure the blanket around him. Seeming unusual quiet, you and Reiner shared a knowing concerned look.

Offering to make him his favourite food for breakfast got a smiles out of Falco, Reiner even let him choose what shapes he wants his sunny side eggs as.

While he went to cook and prepare food, Falco shyly leans into your lap as if testing the water.

Please assure him it's okay to seek physical comfort from you, wrap your arms around him and he'll be embarrassed at first to ask to sit on your lap but will love it afterwards.

Just don't tell anyone about it okay? It's something his parents used to do when he was little.

When he heard about Gabi coming over today, he seemed to light up. While Udo and Zofia have weekend music lessons they couldn't make it till tomorrow.

While looking away, he asked if you could watch teen titans go with him.

The rest of the day went smoothly after that, Falco was a good kid in general and a really helpful and understanding person. He helped you both with chores and even attempted to cook pancakes.

While it came out burned, don't tell him that! He's really worried so please make him know you loved it and it was super delicious.

You and Reiner even took him to the dogs park nearby, he had pet so many good dogs till he couldn't count, even played fetch with one. After that you got ice cream on the way back.

When Gabi finally arrived, full of energy and enthusiastic about Falco staying over meaning she too will be staying over

All hell broke loose, it's like a switch had been flipped and the well behaved good boy Falco you know was completely weoponised by Gabi as she pulled him into her mischiefs

By himself, Falco is a good kid, well behaved, polite and responsible for his age. But with adding Gabi to the mix? They're a force to be reckon with.

You could see that Reiner was trying his hardest to deny that his closest cousin Gabi, was the bad influence on other kids all along.

You know? The one leading you off a cliff that your moms tells you not to follow? The rebellious kid with very strong opinions and the will to fist fight god? Yeah that one.

Apparently, no one gave Falco the cliff talk yet because he seemed far too eager to follow her to the end of the earth and down that cliff, he'd even jump hand in hand with her just to protect her from the sharp rocks under.

Gabi was actually looking forward to Falco staying over, since either way she'd spend a couple of days with you and Reiner whenever her parents are away or are too busy. She can't handle feeling lonely in the house, it's one of the worst feelings she's ever experienced.

It reached a point that Reiner gave her a copy of the keys, just so she could come in whenever even if you were at work. He too didn't like the idea of her being alone in a house all by herself, yet her parents didn't seem bothered at all.

But now she has a friend to spend the time with!

Falco was finding comfort in the fact that him and Gabi are currently in similar situations, while his was temporarily he felt better knowing he wasn't alone in this.

By the end of the the day, they managed to build a pillow fort in your living room. No one allowed to enter unless they're bearing offerings snacks

Around 10pm, when both of them fall asleep inside the fort. Falco hugging a pillow to his chest while Gabi still had a controller in her hand.

Of course Reiner took some pictures, how could he not? Especially with the way Falco's fingers were tangled with Gabi's as she had cookie crumbs around her mouth.

He also sent it to the groupchat Zeke made, reassuring Colt that Falco is having the time of his life whilst also sharing their adorable cousins with the rest of his friends.

The week went by faster than anyone could notice, good times always fly fast eh?

Each morning you and Reiner would walk Falco to the school bus before watching him sit next to Udo, sending him off with packed lunch and waving as the bus went away.

After school the rest of the kiddos will come with him home, keeping him company and helping him with homework too. They'd make sure to play Videgames right after.

Porco actually took over the duty of taking Zofia and Udo back to their houses, let's just say their mothers didn't like him at all, but reluctantly agreed after Reiner assured them he's a close family friend.

Each day around 6pm, Colt would video call him on his work break, sometimes with Zeke and other times alone. Falco would tell him about his day and Colt would praise him for all the good work he's done, he'd even share stories of his own and remind him to brush his teeth and eat his vegetables.

After each call, Falco will be noticeably more...down. can you blame him? He really misses him brother.

Sit next to him and hug him close please, he really needs it but he can't bring himself to ask for it. Soothe away his worries and don't mention it if his eyes start watering, just pull him against your chest and let him cry his heart out.

On nights he's particularly sad, he'd sneak into your bedroom to sleep between you and Reiner. It's something he used to do back when he was little, he can't help but miss his parents.

It makes him feel safe so make sure to keep a space for him in there always.

Please stroke his hair till he falls asleep like his mother used to do each night, and let him lean against you while watching cartoons like his father did.

You also noticed how...dotting the kiddos are around him during these times.

Gabi is more gentle with him, even willing to play the games he wants instead of hers. She always teams up with him and her words whenever they win make him smile.

Zofia shares her food with him, something so scarce. She gives up her turn on the tv for him and even defends his choice in what to watch if the others complain.

Udo is the one making him space on the school bus and walking with him home too. Helping him with his homework and holding his hand whenever he seemed to get sad.

Udo and Falco are a great emotional support to each other, they're not afraid to speak about their emotions to the other.

And naturally they're the most comforting, with Zofia botteling up her own emotions and Gabi wrestling through it, it's the two of them who work as the group emotional support backbone.

Reiner couldn't stop talking to you about how proud he is of Udo when he saw him comforting Falco these days, you couldn't agree more.

By the end of the week, the three kids were surrounding Falco on the couch as they played Mario karts.

Zofia was threatening to throw hands with whoever threw that blue shell at her making her last place, Gabi was too busy securing her first place spot.

Udo was leaving strategtic traps in his trail while in third place, making Zofia even more frustrated as she fell into every single one.

Falco was racing with Gabi in second place, attempting to push her kart or power through to the finish line.

When the black and white line came into view, Gabi and Falco's karts were separate by mere inches, both of them attempting to outrun the other.

And when Gabi managed to get a hold of the first spot for three seconds, a flying blue shell knocked her away. Making Falco the winner as he crossed the line.

To this day, Gabi doesn't know if which one of Zofia and Udo were the cause of her demise, but oh she will find the traitor and they will pay.

After that intense scene, they all shared a bag of cookies she brought from home! It was animal shaped.

[amor-immortalem]

Can I Stay Up Here With You Forever ch.8

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The pair of brothers spent the rest of the night in Mammon’s room. Around dinner time they were joined by the twins who had brought tonight’s dinner. They had decided to eat with their second eldest brother, having heard from Satan who had heard from Lucifer that Mammon had had a particularly rough day at school and figured sharing a hot meal together would be a good way to comfort him. Even Levi stopped by after they had finished eating, bringing plenty of games that he and Mammon enjoyed playing together -along with the appropriate console- after they had first fallen so Levi wouldn’t go feral from his self-isolation.

It felt like they were a proper family once more- light teasing and proper brotherly bickering occurring between the five of them, making sure to keep things at a level that was normal for siblings and a far cry from the vicious words they would throw Mammon’s way. They had all spent so long playing that eventually they had all fallen asleep together on or around Mammon’s couch with Belphie being the first to conk out for the night.

When they all awoke in the morning, Asmo told their brothers about the plan to help Mammon escape to the human world and about how they were going to be uncles.

“Let me go with you,” Beel responded eagerly, “If Lucifer finds out before you guys can get away, my strength will come in handy to buy you all a little time.”

“Beel, as much as I appreciate it, I can’t let you do that ta yourself.” Mammon says, a worried look in his blue and gold eyes. “Ya know what happens if ya stand against our brother’s authority. I mean look at what he did to Belphie when he went against Lucifer and Lord Diavolo over the exchange programme.”

“Yeah, locking me in the attic was a shitty move on his part but still, Lucifer is acting like a fucking tyrant.” Belphegor agreed. “I mean we’re all pretty scared of the monster he’s turning into, but what he’s doing to you is wrong. And we heard about the gaslighting incident at school yesterday. That was really fucked up- and you’re the favorite. Imagine what will happen to us after he finds out.”

The brothers all nodded at that.

“An’ that’s why I don’t want y’all doin’ it.” Mammon said sternly. “You two’re the youngest an’ while yer both strong in yer own right, the two of ya can’t hold a candle ta our brother.”

“What if Satan and I went along with you?” Levi asked, “Sure, Lucifer’s power output is over 9000 but Asmo, Satan, and I should be enough to at least match that for enough time for you and Solomon to get through the portal...”

“That would work.” Asmo nodded as they had a contemplative look on their face. “Actually, we’d stand a better chance if the twins go too.”

“You guys would really do this for me?” The Avatar of Greed looks around the room at all of his brothers before letting out a soft chuckle, “Guess Lucifer was right ‘bout one thing... you guys really do care.” He can’t help the tearful smile that creeps its way onto his features.

“Of course we do. We always did but we never showed it in the way we should have,” the fifth-born threw their arms around their older brother and was soon joined by their other brothers. “I mean we’re the ones who promised we’d change and we went back on that almost immediately.”

“We’re a family and you’re an important part of that too.” The Avatar of Envy says as they all press their foreheads together like they did back in the Celestial Realm before they went to war. “You keep things lively for us.”

“So it’s decided, right?” Beel asks, “We’re really going to do this? Together?”

“Together.” A sixth voice echoes from the upper level as the five of them pull away and turn their attention to Satan. He has a genuine smile on his face as he slides down on the railing of Mammon’s staircase like he used to do as a toddler. “Lucifer’s gone, by the way. Went up to the Demon Lord’s castle for a weekend meeting with Diavolo. If we’re going to make our move, it has to be tomorrow. So, everyone, get packed. I already booked four of us a hotel to stay at so Arella doesn’t have to put us up for however many months it is before the baby’s born. Asmo, you said you’d be staying with Solomon, right?”

“Right,” The Avatar of Lust nods. “Alright everyone, get ready.”

And just like that, the siblings dispersed to go about their packing.

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Arella can’t wait. After hearing of the news from Solomon a few days ago, the excitement started to grow. What she didn’t know was if Mammon had found out if she was pregnant yet. What would his reaction be? Surprise? Excitement? Something else? Anxiety filled her as it had been doing over these past few months so she picks up her D.D.D. that no longer has service and opened up her photo gallery which also had little videos of her and Mammon together.

The sound of his voice is comforting to her. It makes things feel much less lonely in the silent house- even with Aubrie visiting- but it also has the added effect of helping their baby recognize his father’s voice. With the little one showing signs of being able to hear the outside world earlier than expected and hijacking her magic to protect them when he felt frightened, the last thing she needed was the sound of a voice he didn’t recognize setting off one of the many protective spells in her repertoire. His favourite thing to do was erect a magical barrier around them to keep a threat away. Thank heavens normal humans weren’t able to see things like that.

As she selected a video- one of all the brothers and her together at Diavolo’s birthday party last year- she set it on top of the small bump that she had started showing a couple weeks ago. She could feel her son’s powerful little kicks to the side of her womb.

“Easy now, little one. You’re going to cause bruising with kicks like that.” Arella says as she rubs a hand over the front of her belly and she feels a turning sensation shortly after. “You certainly are active this evening. Your Daddy’s coming back to us tomorrow, okay? And five of your uncles as well so don’t be scared when you hear their voices. They won’t hurt you or me. They may be demons but deep down they’re a good lot.”

As the video playing on the D.D.D ended, Arella picked up a children's book and began reading aloud to her unborn child.

“Rells, I’m going to go back to my hotel. Do you need anything before I go?” Aubrie asked as she leaned against the door frame. “I’ll be back tomorrow to help you out before the boys get here- tomorrow is the day, right?”

“I don’t need anything but yes, tomorrow’s the day.” Arella smiles.

“Oh, I bet you’re excited.” The ginger smiles. “Alright, I’ll get going. See you tomorrow.”

Arella only nodded as she watched Aubrie go.

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The House of Lamentation held a slight air of chaos to it this morning due to the brothers running around for last minute packing. They barely had time for breakfast but since Mammon had the least number of items to pack, he was voted for breakfast duty while Satan covered dish duty. Today’s breakfast: Pancakes, scrambled eggs, and bacon. As everyone sat down to eat, there was constant chatter about things they would do while up in the mortal realm during the months they would be staying.

While they were cleaning up, Solomon made his appearance. Asmo welcomed him with a hug as they quickly pulled the sorcerer along to Mammon’s room to get him so they could go. They both watch as he doesn’t react to their entrance instead seeming lost in his thoughts as he runs his thumb over an old, worn piece of grimm. Not even calling his name was enough to pull him from his zoned-out state. It wasn’t until Solomon placed a careful hand on the second-born's shoulder that Mammon looked up at them.

“Are you ready to go?” Solomon asks with a smile.

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” The demon returns the smile, “Whenever everyone else is ready...”

Soon the rest of the brothers join them and it's time to go. Everyone grabs their bags or suitcases and load them up in the van that had been rented for them. Solomon was in charge of driving them to their destination.

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