#wanted to compile only some of my favorites cause the voice acting is chef kiss

[ghoulspaw]

All christmas voicelines 🎄

[likethetailofacomet]

HEY YOU KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT YOUR CHARACTERS. SO. POP QUIZ. 🦆 What is Jake’s favorite food that Kara makes? What is Karas’s favorite food that Jake makes? Whose cookin does Molly Llama prefer?

OH BOY! COMMENCE FLUFF WAR 2018! @ooo-barff-ooo @zaffrenotes YA SHOULDA LEFT THE SLEEPING FLUFF LAY.

Let’s call this: 

Mama or Daddy…or Llama?

Jake and Kara sat on the porch withMolly, waiting for Rebecca to pull up, Molly sitting in Jake’s lap,squishing his cheeks between her chubby hands, and laughinguncontrollably at the faces he was pulling. Kara watched them with asmile, one hand resting on her belly where they’d recently learnedthat not one but two little wolf cubs were growing, her other handtwined with Jake’s as they rocked slowly on the swing. It was abeautiful late September afternoon with bright sunshine and just thehint of a cool breeze blowing through the trees and the plethora ofpurple blossoms that adorned their yard. She sometimes couldn’tbelieve that this was their life; that they’d gone through the hellthat they’d gone through, had made it off the island and throughtheir six years of agony…that they’d found each other again andthat they were building a home and a family made from pure love andtrue joy. Looking at the man beside her, at the way his skin had juststarted to wrinkle near his eyes from smiling, at the way his chinand face were covered in two days worth of growth because it was theweekend and he wasn’t wasting Molly time with shaving, at the coffeestain on his t-shirt that he hadn’t bothered to do anything about,and she fell even more in love with him. She sometimes saw everymoment that they’d ever shared and every moment that they mightsomeday share, echo in his eyes when he laughed or when he kissed heror when he held their daughter, and she struggled to contain thefullness that it made her feel.

She looked at Molly, at her perfectlittle face, always smiling and laughing. Her big blue eyes were theexact same shade as  her Daddy’s, but her hair was platinum blondelike Kara’s, and Jake liked to call them his angels with blondehalos. “Dadda, yama, mama,” she said over and over again,squishing his cheeks between each word. Kara giggled to herselfremembering when she heard Molly’s first word a few months ago. She’dbecome a babbling brook since then, but that first word will alwaysbe one of Kara’s favorite moments…and Jake’s. He found ithilarious.

“YAMA!” She had yelled, loud andclear and with intent, and Kara of course assumed that she wasshouting Mama, as she was standing right in front of her, feeding herthe sweet potatoes that she was mostly wearing. She jumped andgrabbed her phone to call Jake, checking the time to confirm that hewas taking his lunch break. He picked up on the first ring, like healways did when he saw her name flash across the screen. 

“Hey Princess, how are my girls?”he asked, chewing the sandwich Kara had made for him that morning- aturkey sandwich with mayo, onions and spinach. It was his favoritething that she made for him, because it was the first thing she evermade for him. Having had no past, she had no past experience withcooking, and in those first few weeks of adjusting to human domesticlife, assembling a sandwich was about the extent of her cookingprowess. But Jake loved her sandwiches, because they reminded him ofgetting her back, of feeling her in his arms after missing her for solong.

“Well,” she answered through hersmile, “Take a listen,” she held the phone up to Molly. “Moll,tell Daddy what you just said, ‘lil llama!” She could hear Jakeeven though the phone was away from her ear. She’s talkin’? Mike!I gotta go! Yeah, now! Molly’s talkin’! Shepulled the phone back to her ear. “You’re coming home? ”

“Youbet your ass, princess, I’m not lettin’ you have this one all toyourself!”

Tenminutes later he was coming in through the screen door, letting itbang shut behind him. “Where are my girls? I wanna hear what my‘lil llama has to say to her Daddy.” He was absolutely beaming ashe joined them in the kitchen where Kara was wiping the orangeremains of Molly’s lunch from her arms and cheeks.

“We’regreat, listen, Molly has something to tell you!”

“Whatchagot, Miss Llama?” he asked, stooping down to her level in thehighchair and giving her a noisy kiss on the cheek.

“YAMA!”she shouted again, clapping her hands.

“Shesaid Mama! Jake, she’s saying Mama!” Kara was practically bouncingup and down on her toes, clapping along with their daughter.

“Yama,Yaaaamaaaaa YAMA!” Molly excitedly chanted in a sing song voice,causing Jake to double over with laughter. He ruffled Molly’s soft,fluffy hair before standing and scooping Kara up in his arms.

“What’sso funny, there, Daddy? You jealous that our little girl said Mamafirst?” She was smiling out of her mind.

“Darlin’,you know how much I love you, right?” he tucked a piece of her hairbehind her ear as she nodded. “Well, princess, I hate to break itto you, but…” he let go of Kara and grabbed the stuffed llamafrom the counter behind her and gave it to Molly, who started kickingher legs and smiling like crazy. “She’s sayin’ llama, darlin’, notmama.”

It wasstories like this was made her fill with warmth and happiness andlove for their family. Just then, Rebecca’s car pulled up andpractically before it was in park the back door flew open and Lucasand Laura came flying up the porch steps. “Uncle Jake!!!!” Lucasshrieked, launching himself onto the swing between Jake and Kara. “HiAunt Kara!” he said, grinning at her with his tooth fairy ravagedmouth.

“Hey,Luc,” Kara said as he nestled against her side and said hi to hisbaby cousins. Laura hugged Kara’s other side before planting a kissto Jake’s cheek and letting Molly wrap her fingers around her hand.

Rebeccacame trudging up the steps struggling beneath three bags, promptingJake to say, “Alright, monsters,” his affectionate nickname forhis niece and nephew- in reality they had saved him from monsters,often getting the only good sleep he could when they slept overduring the years that he and Kara were separated by space and time.Lucas and Laura moved aside so Jake could hand Molly to Kara, whostood and situated Molly against her hip. Jake went to help hissister with the bags. “Dang, Becs, are they staying the weekend, oryou leavin’ 'em here for good?” he joked.

“Funny,Jake.” Rebecca rolled her eyes. “Just wait. Wait ‘til you seehow much stuff such little people end up needing for just a weekend.”She kissed her brother on the cheek before turning to Kara.

“HeyKar,” she said with a smile before giving her a kiss as well. “Howya feelin’ mama? And how’s this 'lil llama? Hi Molls!”

Mollyreached for her aunt and Kara handed her over so Rebecca could lavishher with kisses and raspberries, with Molly giggling and saying“AnnBeccs”- Aunt Becs. “Hi Becs, I’m doin’ alright, feelin’pretty good, thanks.”

“Wellya look great, girl. You’re really kickin’ butt at this mom thing.”Rebecca’s compliments on her parenting meant the world to Kara.Rebecca and Maggie were her role models when it came to the type ofmother that she wanted to be for their children. They chatted for alittle while longer on the porch while Jake took Laura and Lucas intothe backyard to catch lizards and bugs, their favorite thing to dowith their uncle, claiming that he was the best in the world atcatching critters. Eventually Rebecca had to go; she was heading outof town for a friend’s wedding and had a flight to catch. She calledto her children and they came running to give her a good bye kiss,Lucas holding a small green lizard in his open palm.

Karaset Molly into her bouncer and Laura sat down right next to her babycousin, assuring Kara that she’d keep an eye on her. Lucas flopped onthe couch and started looking through the many photo albums that Karahad on the side table- she hadn’t had pictures from her childhood,but Maggie had supplied her with quite a few pictures of baby Jake,and Kara had compiled them into several albums, along with as manypictures from their life together as they had. There was even a photothat Diego had given her from their wedding day in Elyys'tel,and one that he’d taken soon after they’d landed on La Huerta, withKara giving Jake a look that said, “You’re not really gonna justnap all day, are you?” Diego had held onto those photos until Karawas back, knowing that they would have crushed Jake if he’d giventhem to him before.

Laurawas flipping through the colorful pages of Kara’s first book- achildren’s tale about adventures in other dimensions, showing thepictures to a wide eyed Molly. Kara joined Jake in the kitchen wherehe’d made himself busy starting dinner. He always made his niece andnephew their favorite meal, which was also Kara’s favorite meal,though she’d have to abstain from it tonight. “Gumbo smells amazingthere, chef,” she said, wrapping one arm around his apron cladwaist before planting a kiss to his cheek.

“Thanks,darlin’,” he said, “Don’t worry, I’m makin’ you one that’s not asspicy, with chicken since ya can’t have the shrimp. And,” hecrossed to the stove to uncover a small pot with some boiledpotatoes. “I made some plain potatoes for miss llama, so we canfinally put to rest whether she prefers my white taters or your sweetones.”

“You’remy sweet one,” she said, laughing at her own corny joke. But hewas. She knew he was making gumbo and had resigned herself to makingscrambled eggs or something mild since she couldn’t eat shellfish orstomach spicy food at the moment- with Molly she couldn’t get enoughhot sauce, but the twin wolf cubs didn’t seem to like it hot. But thefact that he made her what he knew was her favorite thing that hecooked made her heart grow even more. He’d never stop surprising herwith his little acts of love.

Whenit was time for dinner, Laura helped Kara set the table and Lucashelped Jake ladle gumbo into bowls, and they all sat down to enjoytheir meal and see once and for all whose cooking Molly preferred-with regards to potatoes, anyway. “Alright, miss llama, Daddy madethis just for you,” he eagerly set the potatoes down in front ofher, trying to convey how exciting potatoes were. Molly looked atthem, then looked at Jake and shook her head.

“Nopo-tatoes…” she said, her little hands coming up questioningly.

“Yeah,'lil girl, those are potatoes.” He promised her, scooping some ontoher spoon. Lucas and Laura were watching, giggling as Molly clampedher lips shut and shook her head again. “Whatcha doin’, missMolly?”

“WantMama do it,” she answered, pointing to Kara.

“Youwant mama’s potatoes, baby girl?” Kara asked, beaming.

Mollynodded an enthusiastic yes. “Yesh, yesh, mama po-tatoes better,Daddy.”

Jakemimed being struck with an arrow to the heart and fell into hischair, causing Lucas and Laura to laugh uncontrollably, Molly joiningin taking her cousins’ cue. Kara was having one of those moments asshe walked to the fridge to get Molly her sweet potatoes. Thechildren’s light giggles mixing with her husband’s deep rumblinglaughter flooded her mind with glimpses of the future: of Jake withtwo kids climbing on him and another chasing him around the house, adog barking around them: of walking through the woods with him, theirkids a few yards ahead, their hands twined and love in their eyes forone another : of growing old and letting their children fill theirhome with grandchildren, of spoiling them rotten. She could seeMolly’s first day of school and the tears Jake would cry, she sawbroken arms from climbing things they shouldn’t be climbing, she sawChristmases and Birthdays and Wednesdays.

Takingthe potatoes back to Molly, she sat back down next to her husband.“Guess we know whose cookin’ she prefers, huh, Daddy.”

Jakegrinned, a glint in his eye as he swallowed a big mouthful of hisdinner. “Yeah, guess so, Mama Llama,” he pushed his chair outfrom the table before bending to have a chat with  her belly. “Butyou lil wolves better be on your Daddy’s side, 'cause I’m alreadyoutnumbered here.” He sat back up and winked at her and the rest ofthe night passed quietly and uneventfully and in just the sort offashion that Kara could fill a whole room full of photo albums with.