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Meat Marionette Design Thoughts 1
Specifically thinkin about the batkids growin up. Gonna just focus on a few at a time to cut back on length lol
Nightwing
Now like, it’s been previously discussed that when going from Robin to Nightwing he shoots up in size and starts to rapidly lose his body feathers over a few months, alongside his colors starting to turn darker. But I was thinking about how like, he gets his name (in this Au) from his wings and such having patterns akin to a night sky with stars.
But I am also thinking about like, the rest of his body and thinkin’ about the originally soft lighter chitin shifting to a deep blue instead of a dark black like the rest of his body, almost mimicking the suit canon Nightwing has. And his domino pattern also shifting to a blue while the black spreads across his body.
Like he’s not quite an adult yet, he still does have feathers but his chitin is no longer soft and the down covering him to help him keep warm is gone. Like I am saying full on molting like a mixture of a snake and bird and bug where there is large chunks of the previous ‘skin’ coming off alongside thick tufts of fuzz.
Also thinkin about how his electrical organs develop, and if like, he’d get these long, thin spikes along his spine that act like rods for said electricity.
Oracle
So I am imagining some centipede vibes for her, but not in the way you think. I am saying like, chest cavity where the ‘ribs’ open up like extra limbs and goes all the way down her tail. Like she can pick up an entire person or two without her arms or wings, chest just opens and grips onto them.
Also pondering about almost like, unfoldable needle-like spikes inside said cavity where she could dose someone with either the cure to something or poisons. Like I am thinking about Oracle being this rarely seen absolutely terrifying ambush predator that you can only tell coming from the repeated click-click-click of claws and bone.
The thing that won’t leave my mind though is just, her having almost organic ‘wiring’ that are more like tendrils with needle-esque spikes that can produce electricity similar to Nightwing’s that allows her to disrupt and hack into different electronics.
Au is a combo of mine and @phoenixcatch7 go check them out as soon as you can <3
#meat marionette au#nightwing#oracle#batman au#batman#cryptid batfam#cryptid batman#barbara gordon#dick grayson#world building#rambles#body horror#I just think that both Barbara & Jason deserve extra openly body horror due to the damage sustained to the bodies that jumpstarted#the evolution/transformation that took a bit longer than Nightwings and the others due to cocooning#Like the others due cocoon too#Theirs was just more of 'build up body mass using *anything* the Tunnels could get a hold of#so they ended up less human-y#Mutual I summon thee#I don't have much but I have a chocolate muffin if that helps
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childhood friends to lovers
tom x fem!reader
cw: fingering, oral (m and f!recieving), risky sex, hickies, etc.
• after you woke up in toms arms, he was awake. brushing his fingers through your hair and humming to you. you just stared up at him, while he was smiling at you.
• let's just say it ended up in some very intimate kissing. after that, you two became official. the fan girls were extremely upset, and you almost got jumped a couple times but Tom basically goes everywhere with you, so it wasn't a problem.
• toms relationship with you is very different from the relationship he had with other girls. you got to see sides of him that fangirls didn't get to see.
• tom got your name tattooed on his hands, something about "whenever I'm playing guitar, I'll think of you, blah blah blah." it was cute though
• when you two were just friends, he would go to the store and buy you pads/tampons. but now that he's your boyfriend. he goes ALL out. pads, tampons, chocolate, soda, chips, heating pad, rice sock, fast food. literally whatever you want, he will get it.
• makes you sandwiches all the time but it can be a 50/50 kind of thing. sometimes they're absolutely delicious and other times they're just disgusting 💀💀
• on stage, if you're doing a solo, he'll come up behind you and wrap his arms around you and kiss your neck. basically doing anything to tease the living he'll out of you.
• he tones out the flirting with fangirls because he doesn't want to make you feel bad and he just doesn't feel the need to do it anymore. he's totally infatuated with you now.
• you guys go schwimming together at pools and he puts you on his shoulders and schwims around.
• he carries you on his shoulders around set whenever you want. he also enjoys it because he can feel your "warmth" 😟
• is always holding your hand. he loves how much smaller your hand is and how it fits perfectly in his.
• I don't remember where I heard this, so I might be wrong. but I remember hearing something about tom liking taller girls (Heidi is 5'9 so) but he loves that he doesn't have to break his back just to kiss you.
• he tried to make you a cake for your birthday and actually did it. it looked awful, but it tasted amazing. plus it's the thought that counts 🥺
• you two give eachother massages all the time but toms a little shit and will make the timer go faster so your massage is way quicker than his 😒 like this but without Monica's horrible massage 😭
• buys you lingerie sets in your favorite colors and sits on your bed as you try them on for him
• bakes with you all the time and has so much fun. cookies, cakes, muffins, cupcakes. you guys make georg, gustav and bill try out everything you make.
• you guys have sex at least once a day if you're both into it. doesn't matter where bc he likes risk. closet, on set, in a public bathroom. literally almost anywhere. idk if this is true but tom once got caught doing on a train by his mom 😭
• he's more of a receiver than a giver but he still loves going down on you. but he can't help it that your blow jobs feel so fucking good. but he's a good boyfriend, so if you guys have time he'll go down on you after you've sucked him off.
• you guys have gotten caught having sex by georg, gustav and bill so many times you can't even count it on your fingers. there also have been times where tom doesn't stop fucking you even if they walk in.
• he's fingered you until the table before during interviews and finds it hilarious watching you try and hide your facial expressions. plus he can't go to fast or else everything will hear
• after sex, you basically have hickies everywhere. on your legs, thighs, stomach, back, ass, boobs, neck, E-V-E-R-Y-W-H-E-R-E.
• tom is a boobs and ass guy. he loves leaving hickies on both of them and would suck on your tits all day if you could.
• he loves doggy style because he gets to watch your back arch and slap your ass. he always has one of his hands on your hip and the other rubbing harsh figure eights on your clit. he'll also pull at your hair and lean down to whisper dirty things in your ear.
• tom isn't a switch at all, even though some people think he is. which is why it's super hard for me to write sub tom. because he is a dom all the way. even when he isn't on top, he's always in control.
• he loves how sexy you look on top of him riding him. he's super fucking cocky, so he has his hands folded behind his head and is just laying there watching you bounce up and down on his cock.
• he'll only move his hands if he sees you faltering and you need help. but even then, he makes you beg for his help.
• but once you do, hid hands will be gripped to your hips and he's sat up now pulling you up and down his cock.
• he will face fuck you whenever you give him a blow job if you aren't going fast enough. bonus points if you don't have a gag reflex and then he can just feel his cock sliding down your throat with ease. (also am I the only one who gets extremely turned off by gagging? like the sound of it is totally gross idk why guys are turned on by it)
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@mikalame heres pt 2 for the dating hcs!
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♡ those eyes
pairing → gojo satoru x reader
genre → fluff
warnings → none
word count → 1429
satoru always looked at someone with so much love in his eyes that everyone in the room would know where he was giving all of his attention—a person so important that he would pause whatever he'd be doing and just stare at them.
it was as if time stood still whenever satoru laid his eyes on this special someone. his gaze was filled with an indescribable tenderness, leaving no doubt about the depth of his affection.
and that person was you.
sure, it annoyed the hell out of nanami, shoko and his students, but he would never stop gazing at the way you work, the way you teach the students with enthusiasm, the way you devour your lunch after a tiring training session—just anything you do left him staring at you in awe.
everyone present knew how lovestruck he was, except for you.
you simply never thought of the possibility that he could have feelings for you, never realizing the way his eyes lit up whenever you entered the room or how he would always find an excuse to be near you.
you were too oblivious to notice the way his gaze lingered on you or the way his voice would soften whenever he spoke to you, despite being one of his closest friends since high school. you always assumed that his actions were simply friendly gestures, never suspecting that his affection ran deeper than that. however, you did wonder whether those moments were something more about his constant presence in your life.
his heart yearned for a chance to express his love and admiration for you, but fear held him back from confessing his true feelings.
satoru was simply afraid of taking the risk and potentially jeopardizing your friendship. the fear of losing you as a friend outweighed any potential romantic outcome, so he chose to bury his own feelings deep within, hoping they would eventually fade away.
unfortunately for him, they never did.
"y/n, are you done yet~?" he whined as he poked his head into the classroom, watching you teach the first-years.
you sighed in frustration and turned to face satoru with a frown. "how many times do i have to tell you to never interrupt my class?," you replied. "i'm almost done, so wait for me."
"you have all the time to spend with y/n-sensei after class," nobara said, smirking at the white-haired male. " you don't have to worry about us stealing her from you."
"oi!" satoru cried out, flustered at her comment. he was glad that he had his blindfold on, or you would have witnessed his reddened ears. he turned to you. "i'll be waiting, 'kay?"
you nodded, smiling as your heart skipped a beat out of the blue. he may be insufferable at times, but there was always a part of you that couldn't help but feel drawn to him.
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you and satoru sat in a park under a tree , enjoying the shade and the gentle breeze. you bought some food on the way before arriving there. this was a normal routine for the two of you—a simple yet comforting way to spend time together. it was times like this when he would remove his blindfold and become relaxed. he always felt at ease with you around.
"how was your day?" you asked. it was a habit of yours to check in with satoru at the end of every day, ever since the fateful day happened when one of your best friends left.
"mm, it was alright," he replied with his mouth stuffed with a chocolate chip muffin. swallowing his food, he continued while trailing off in the end, "you were too busy today, so i... missed you."
ignoring the blush that crept on your cheeks, you nonchalantly said as you reached for a napkin in your pocket, "is that so?"
as you spoke, you leaned towards him to wipe off the crumbs that stuck to his cheek, gradually making your way towards the corner of his lips—a gesture that you didn't realize you were doing. satoru didn't mind, of course; he was too distracted by the sudden close proximity between you and him, and your lips—
"i guess i didn't realize how much i missed you too," you admitted softly, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. your eyes were still glued to his face.
once again, his already endearing gaze softened even more. he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch sending shivers down your spine.
you finally locked your eyes with his gorgeous blue ones. it wasn't the first time you realized it, but the way he looked at you made your heart beat erratically. it made you feel nervous and excited all at once. you couldn't help but wonder if he felt the same way about you, if he could hear the rapid thumping of your heart. the intensity of his gaze made it hard to breathe, but you couldn't tear your eyes away, wanting to savor every moment of this connection between you.
unable to maintain eye contact any longer, you looked away as heat rushed to your cheeks, betraying the effect he had on you. "why do you look at me with those eyes...?"
you finally said it. the question you were dying to ask.
satoru knew exactly what you were talking about, yet he said, "what eyes?"
you looked at him again, only to see him staring at you so gently as if you'd break apart if he hardened his gaze just a bit. you cleared your throat. "those eyes. like, right now."
"i look at you like this all the time," he said as casually as he could although his mind was going crazy. it was as if he was trying to protect himself from getting too close, yet his eyes betrayed his true emotions. "the same goes for everybody."
"no, it's different. it feels like you're looking at me as if..."
you stopped. you didn't want to say something that could lead to a worst-case scenario. but satoru prepared himself to say the next words.
"...as if i'm in love with you?"
your eyes widened. you wanted to speak, but your mind was indulged in screaming that all you could say, "huh?"
he hesitated for a moment, his eyes flickering with uncertainty. he took a deep breath before finally admitting, "yes, as if I'm in love with you."
it was a moment you had both secretly hoped for, but now that it was out in the open, the weight of those words hung in the air between you.
"i-it's fine if you don't feel the same way—"
his sentence was cut short as you held his face and brought him close to connect his lips with yours. in that instant, all doubts and uncertainties melted away. the kiss spoke volumes, conveying a depth of emotion that words could never fully capture. it was a silent affirmation of the love that had been silently growing between you both.
you parted away first, worried that he had malfunctioned. you were right.
satoru's face was frozen in shock and as red as a cherry, his eyes wide and unblinking. it took a moment for him to regain his composure, but when he did, a radiant smile spread across his face. it was clear that the kiss had exceeded his wildest expectations.
"so..." he mumbled while twiddling his thumbs and shifting his gaze away from you. he couldn't help but feel nervous with the way you looked at him with those eyes. i guess this is how she felt.
it was amusing to see him so embarrassed and at a loss for words. you couldn't help but chuckle, finding his shyness endearing. "...does that mean you like me back?"
you laughed, and your voice and smile radiate warmth. "you’re still asking if i feel the same? what do you think that kiss meant?"
satoru's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red, and he finally mustered the courage to respond, "i just wanted to be sure. i've never felt this way before."
you held his hand and placed it on your cheek, yours on top. "and also, i don't just like you. i'm in love with you, satoru." satoru's eyes widened in surprise, his heart pounding in his chest. he had hoped for this moment, but hearing those words from you made it feel surreal. a wave of happiness washed over him as he encircled his arms around you and whispered,
"I love you too, more than words can express."
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my coping mechanism hehe
#i love gojo#im in denial#best boy#he deserves all the love#jujutsu kaisen#jjk x reader#gojo x reader#gojo satoru x reader#gojo satoru x reader fluff
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bake you a cake || jing yuan, dan heng, blade
jing yuan understands the very concept of a cake (because cakes are not common culture in the xianzhou alliance). it is a liquid batch of flour and flavours that must be baked in the oven at a certain temperature for a certain amount of time. he understands. but how does someone even begin? he attempts to bake in the astral express kitchen (with prior approval from pom pom, of course), and march, dan heng, and occasionally welt interject with helpful tips. the cake turns out relatively well, although he did use too much sugar and vinegar. 7/10, but the flavour is mildly nasty.
dan heng is well-aware of what a cake looks like and how to bake it, having baked many with march and then stelle for various events like a successful trailblaze and birthdays, so he quickly enters the kitchen to bake you a cake. however, he overestimated the amount of batter he required, and ended up using the remaining batter to make muffins. he gave the muffins to welt and himeko, who don't entirely prefer sweet things, and divided the cake between you, march, and himself, leaving a piece for pom pom. his go-to flavour is chocolate, but also experiments with banana-walnut, strawberry, and vanilla. 10/10 because he's experienced.
blade, like a mix of jing yuan and dan heng, understands the concept of a cake and has both seen and eaten a few pieces over his years with the stellaron hunters. kafka and silver wolf both enjoy cakes on his birthday and bake him a small batch of muffins on his to eat, so he's seen the process and is vaguely aware of how to replicate it. kafka is his only helper- silver wolf is in her room pulling for a character that "looks just like bladie" with the silver-haired trailblazer, and sam is away on an espionage mission given to them by elio. while kafka makes light fun of him, she does give him the exact quantities he needs, and the picture of the first cake he's ever baked hangs proudly in the living room, sloppy decorations and all. 10/10 because it's adorable as hell.
i wrote the most for blade bc unfortunately i am very biased (he charmed me with his backstory and playstyle during his release banner) reposted from @.ameleii (my old account)
#honkai star rail#hsr#honkai star rail x reader#hsr x reader#jing yuan x reader#honkai jing yuan#hsr jing yuan#jing yuan fluff#dan heng#hsr dan heng#dan heng x reader#dan heng x you#blade hsr#hsr blade#hsr blade x reader#blade x reader
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[INTRO] Secret Ingredient⥓ Mafia!Miguel O'Hara × Female!Baker!Reader
Warnings: mention of robbery, mention of Miguel missing breakfast, mention of Miguel being used for homework
series masterlist | miguel o'hara masterlist
To say his day was rough, was an understatement.
He felt as though no one paid attention to him for the simple fact that every little thing had gone wrong. It was worse when he got told one of his clubs got robbed by none other than Osbron's little crew.
If Miguel was being honest, he needed a damn drink. Unfortunately, he had a meeting with his Alchemax team in about an hour, so drinking was out of the question; he'd have to wait until after to have a drink, but he didn't really mind it as much.
He stepped out of the club after reviewing the damage, relieved that no one was hurt and that his rule was followed: give them the money as a life means more than cash. Plus, they robbed him on a slow night, so he lost about three grand in total from his bartenders' tips and the money from drinks. He simply reimbursed them and told them he makes more than that in an hour, so he didn't care.
He fixed his ruby colored sunglasses as his eyes traveled to the bakery across the street from his club. He tilted his head to the side, confused as to how he's never seen it before. "Is that bakery new?"He asked one of the bartenders at his club who shook her head with a grin.
"Depends on what your definition of new is, boss. It's been there since you hired me, and I've been working here for three years." Miguel's brows furrowed as she explained it to him.
"How am I just now noticing it?"
"Easy. You come to the club at 12 am. The bakery closes at 11pm."
"Why so late?"
"Because the ovens are cold by then. We're her last customers. Remember that concha Lyla gave you?" He nods. "It's from there. She does desserts from all over the world. She's talented." With that, the bartender takes her leave. Miguel tilts his head to the side before heading across the street and into the bakery. His nose is hit with the delicious scent of baked goods, some bringing him back to his childhood when his mother would bake for him and his brother Gabriel.
"I'll be with you in a sec!" You called out from where he believed was the kitchen. He doesn't respond, too focused on the orejas and the many pan finos you had. He took note of the flan, apple pies, banana bread, muffins, macarons, and more. His stomach growled, remembering he missed breakfast.
Then you appeared, flour on your cheeks and on your burgundy apron. You gave him a kind smile and he took off his sunglasses, putting them away and getting a better look at you from the natural sunlight that broke through from the window of your bakery. Were you real?
"How can I help you, sir?" His heart raced as his breathing hitched slightly. His palms were clammy with sweat, and he wasn't sure if it was because of the rush of nerves that entered his body or the heat from the bakery. Wait, was it hot in here?
"Uh...hi. C-can I get a piece of..." Miguel didn't trust himself to finish the sentence as he resorted to pointing at the stack of conchas. The last time he remembered being this nervous around a girl was back in high school when the cheerleader asked him for his help on biology homework. Unfortunately, he also remembers that she only flirted with him to get her homework done. He was glad they didn't have science together after that as he went to AP Chemistry the following year.
You smiled and nodded. "Chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry?"
Once again, he didn't trust his voice so only pointed at the chocolate one.
"How many?"
He held up two fingers and you nodded. "Alright. Your total is $4.25. Cash or card?" You put the conchas in a bag as you waited for a response.
"Cash." He handed you a 20-dollar bill and took the bag. "Keep the change. Don't need a receipt." He quickly rushed out of the bakery without another word.
You stood there with the 20 bucks in hand, blinking down at the register in confusion. You put the cash in the register and put the receipt down. "Well, that wasn't weird at all." You mumble to yourself before heading back to the kitchen to check on the rasgulla you had cooling down.
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Tea
Laura Feiersinger x Reader
Summary: You're part of her routine
She comes around at the same time every day.
Ten past three, every day you're working. It used to be every day of the week according to your co-workers but then it got less and less until it was the four days you were working.
She comes in like clockwork.
She approaches the counter. She orders a chamomile tea and whatever biscuit you've baked that morning. She smiles at you. She leaves a large tip and sits in the booth at the very back of the shop.
She stays there until she's finished the very dregs of her tea. It always takes her a while.
You don't know much about her. You know her name's Laura and you know she plays football but not much else.
But, either way, the best part of your day is when she comes in.
You've already got her drink made for when she comes in, the bell on the top of the door ringing.
"Chamomile tea?" You ask her even though you already know the answer.
She nods. "What did you make today?"
"Well," You say," Today you've got the choice between a shortbread or a muffin."
Laura smiles at you. "What kind of muffin?"
"Chocolate chip. I know you're a footballer and all that but surely you can have one little cheat day?"
Laura leans over the counter closer to you as she presses some cash into the tip jar. She winks. "I'll take a cheat day from you over anything my nutritionist."
You lean closer until you can feel her breath on your lips. "So, shortbread or muffin?"
Her eyes dip down to your mouth before coming up to your eyes again. "Both is good."
"Both it is."
The air is charged with something as you both pull away.
Laura retreats to her usual table and you move to the display case to plate up her chosen items.
"Don't forget to get her number," Your co-worker teases as you go past," This flirting can only go on for so long."
You discretely flip her off as you move past.
You slide the plate onto Laura's table and you wink as you move to go. Her hand reaches out to grab your wrist and you stop, sending her a questioning look.
She drops your wrist like it's been burned. "Sorry," She says," I shouldn't have grabbed you."
"I'm not complaining. How can I help?"
She glances behind you at the counter. "Do you have time to talk? Or do you need to-?"
"I can talk." You slip into the booth opposite her. "Was there something you needed to say?"
You both know what you're talking about but you're playing coy. You don't want to be the first one to say it.
"I...er...I don't actually like tea," Laura confesses," But the first day I saw you, you were talking about how much you loved it." Her face goes a little red and you smile.
"Are you saying you ordered one to impress me?"
"Don't make me say it out loud," She begs.
"What else aren't you saying out loud?" You ask," Because I refuse to believe that you've called me away to tell me you actually hate tea."
Laura chuckles. "No, I...I'm actually trying to ask you out. Can-Can I get your number or have I been reading this all wrong?"
You pull the pen out of your top pocket and scrawl your number down on her napkin. "You should text me sometime," You say as you rise from the seat to head back to work," But feel free to keep coming to visit. I promise to make you coffee instead of tea this time."
#woso x reader#laura feiersinger x reader#laura feiersinger#woso community#woso fanfics#woso imagine#woso
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+ 'Blueberry Muffins' +
Poly! Mattheo x Fem!Reader x Theo
- [fluff]
- modern au!
- Mattheo and y/n are baking in the kitchen when Theo comes home from work. He joins in and they end up having a flour fight. Fluff fluff fluff and ends in cuddling <3
You and Mattheo were in the kitchen, trying to decide what to have for dinner. Any nutritional food didn't sound good, and all he was craving was something sweet.
"Brownies?"
"We're out of chocolate and I'm not in the mood to get high right now." You argued,
"Hmm... Strawberry danish?" He suggested,
"I don't even know where to begin to make that."
Then, Theo walked in the door, coming home from work. You both smiled as he kissed you, then Mattheo. "Hello gli amori. What are you two up to?"
"We're trying to decide what to make for dinner." You said,
"And let me guess.. you two don't want real food." You both shook your heads. "How about, blueberry muffins?"
Mattheo smirked, "That sounds amazing.. you're amazing." Mattheo kissed him again, expressing his gratitude for bringing up the solution.
You all started gathering ingredients and Theo brought up a recipe. "So how was work babe?" You asked,
"It was fine, I just missed you guys all day and couldn't wait to come home." He walked up and wrapped his arms around you from behind. "Mi amore." He began kissing down your neck lovingly and Mattheo smiled and came over to kiss you. You giggled and tried to break free from their grip.
"Come on, let's start on things." They smirked and started mixing ingredients together. Needless to say, baking with three people, (as long as they cooperate), makes things a lot more efficient.
Unfortunately, the peace didn't last long. Mattheo, feeling particularly playful, got some flour on his finger and booped Theo. Theo shook his head in shock trying to process what happened. "Excuse me?" Mattheo's face suddenly turned cold, realizing his fate. "I'm sorry- I-" Theo laughed and in an instant he threw a small handful of flour at Mattheo's face. "Guys!"
In response, Theo threw a handful at you as well, leaving you covered in flour. "Oh no you did not-" You grabbed a handful of flour and shoved it in Theo's hair.
"Not my hair!" Theo cried, and you and Mattheo laughed. At least, until Mattheo threw flour at you while you were laughing. You coughed for a minute, but once you regained your senses, you attacked Mattheo back. "You guys can't team up on me. I'm just a girl!"
"Oh tesoro, we know what you're capable of." Theo smirked, "Don't play innocent." You blushed heavily and tried to put your focus on the muffins. The boys fooled around for a few while you poured the mixture into the muffin tray. "Ok, put some blueberries in."
Mattheo and Theo both sprinkled some blueberries in and looked at the muffins proudly. "We make a pretty good team." Mattheo said happily,
"You're figuring that out now?" You laughed and moved to put the muffins in the oven. "Well we have 30 mins.. do you guys want to start a movie?"
"Sounds perfect principessa." Theo picked you up and carried you to the bathroom and Mattheo followed, "let's get cleaned up first."
You all put on fresh pajamas, and you helped Theo and Mattheo get all the flour off their faces. They returned the favor. "What about Theo's hair?" Mattheo asked, and you pulled out a shower cap.
"No." Said Theo, and you giggled.
"Come on, you're not getting flour on our couch. So, until we shower later, shower cap." You held it out to him proudly. He reluctantly took it from you and put it over his hair. "Pretty :)" He sighed and kissed you, "Only because I love you."
You all walked out to the living room and turned on a movie you three had been wanting to watch. Mattheo happily snuggled in and rested his head on your chest, whereas Theo laid against you, his head resting on yours.
"I love you guys so much."
"I love you to y/n."
"I love you too, gli amori."
(The muffins were delicious.)
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Old Money pt. 2
Pairing: Carlos Sainz x show jumper!reader
Faceclaim: Jessica Springsteen
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Bahrain
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yourusername First half of the week completed! So proud of @/carlossainz55 for bringing home P1. Now it's my turn 😉
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carlossainz55 All because of my good luck charm! Can't wait to be with you this week
yourusername Te amo ❤️
scuderiaferrari Make sure you bring that cornicello for luck!
yourusername Putting it in my jacket pocket as we speak
charles_leclerc Yn Carlos almost left without me tell him that's not fair
yourusername He says he's sorry and he'll give you the window seat on the flight to Jeddah
charles_leclerc All is forgiven
usajumping Carry that energy into this week!
blackfireproofs AHA YES THE POWER COUPLE RETURNS
parispodium I have been looking forward to this for longer than I am willing to admit
carlossainz55
Doha
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carlossainz55 My love! So excited to have been able to watch @/yourusername take the top step this week. Two more trophies to add to the shelf
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yourusername We're gonna need a bigger shelf
landonorris That's such a flex. Don't spare us lowlings
yourusername One day you'll get a shelf too
landonorris You know what
carlossainz55 Easy, you two
charles_leclerc I never knew these could be so stressful
carlossainz55 I thought you were gonna chew through your own lip
parispodium Oh hun, welcome to the world of competitive show jumping
scuderiaferrari If you come back into the garage smelling like a stable one more time, Carlos
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Jeddah
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yourusername Managed to catch him off guard 🥰 Another great weekend @/carlossainz55! I love you so much
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carlossainz55 Always manage to do better when I know I have you watching me
yourusername And you always manage to give me a good show
charles_leclerc What do I have to do to get you over to my side of the garage
yourusername Muffins. Chocolate chip muffins. Specifically made by your mother.
charles_leclerc Deal.
scuderiaferrari Royal Couple of Maranello. Calling it right now
chiliconcarlos So like. To what Gods do we sacrifice to in order to get boyfriends like Carlos...
parispodium IDK but when you find out let us know
landonorris Okay, yes, Charles' mom's muffins are actually the best things ever but what do I have to give you in order to get you in the McLaren garage...
yourusername Wear Ferrari red
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Melbourne
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yourusername His face when I asked if we could do a shoey after his win will never get old
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carlossainz55 In my defense, it came out of the blue
yourusername It was a valid question!
danielricciardo Are we doing shoeys? I'm on my way
landonorris Wait for me I got little legs!
yourusername I cannot believe I'm seeing this rn
parispodium God, they are. Goals.
blackfireproofs Yn's ability to bring the entire grid together will never not amaze me
scuderiaferrari We're gonna need you in the garage every weekend. We don't make the rules
carlossainz55 I support this message
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Miami Beach
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carlossainz55 Nothing quite like being the date of the winner
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yourusername My loudest cheerleader
carlossainz55 It helps if you always have something to cheer for
teamkpf @/yourusername Are you gonna leave some wins for the rest of us this season?
yourusername Only if you're nice to me
scuderiaferrari @/usajumping Are we gonna have to work out a custody agreement with these two?
usajumping I think we're rapidly approaching that line, yes
blackfireproofs The way that Ferrari is liking all her posts too
parispodium I'm new to F1, does Ferrari do the Red Bull thing of having a load of different athletes across a bunch of different sports?
blackfireproofs They don't that I know of but they should start. Yn would be such a grab if they could get her name to their brand officially
yourusername
Madrid
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yourusername A little downtime never hurt anybody
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carlossainz55 Rest and recharge, ready to win again
yourusername Gotta fill up that new shelf one way or another
landonorris Why wasn't I invited
carlossainz55 You wanted to come on the romantic weekend?
landonorris ...yes
yourusername Invest in some earplugs
blackfireproofs They are the blueprint I swear
chiliwilicarlos I'm absolutely feral for them. One of these days I'm going to go off the edge and not come back
carlossainz55
Emilia-Romagna
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carlossainz55 Nothing quite beats eating freshly made pasta across from the love of your life
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yourusername Crazy, it seems like we had the same night
carlossainz55 Almost like you were my date or something. Weird
landonorris Unfair. You heard how much I was craving pasta and now you do this to me
carlossainz55 When you finally find a girlfriend then you can come on the pasta dates
yourusername Oh we have a few more years of peace then
landonorris Yn you're so nice to me
blackfireproofs I will never recover from them
yourusername
Maranello
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yourusername 👀
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scuderiaferrari
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scuderiaferrari We are thrilled to announce our new partnership with @/yourusername! Please welcome Yn Yln to the Ferrari athlete family!
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yourusername So thrilled to start this journey! Thank you thank you!
carlossainz55 My girl 🥰
charles_leclerc Another teammate to annoy! Best Christmas ever
yourusername Slightly less thrilled
carlossainz55 It's August...
parispodium This was spoken into existence
yourusername
Milan
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yourusername First event as a Ferrari athlete! Could not have had a better date either 😉
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scuderiaferrari Brought a certain glow to the red carpet!
carlossainz55 You're a much better date than Charles, mi amor
charles_leclerc I take offense to that. Deep, deep offense
yourusername It's okay Charles, you're always welcome as the third wheel
landonorris I thought I was third wheel
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BTS Halloween Fic Recs
In honour of spooky season, here are some fanfic recommendations that I think fit the mood or theme of the season! What that means to me really is just some supernatural fics that I've enjoyed a lot. Hope you enjoy some of these fics as well, and if you do, don't forget to let the author know by leaving feedback! Most of these stories contain smut or other mature themes so MINORS DNI!
kim namjoon
hungry (for your love) by @minisugakoobies (two-shot, 4k) slight fluff/slight smut
[namjoon x vampire reader, strangers to lovers]
summary: After a century of slumber, you wake ravenous for your next meal. The first human you stumble across, Namjoon, is a fine choice. You just weren’t expecting him to be so cute.
wish granted by @jjungkookislife (4.6k) smut
[genie namjoon x reader, strangers to lovers]
summary: Finding a genie in a bottle wasn’t what you were expecting the night before Halloween. Being granted three wishes sounded like fun at first, but after wasting one, and stumped on the second, you’re not too sure how your night will pan out. And the genie is of no help… he is insanely attractive though!
kim seokjin
useless magic by @raplinesmoon (2.3k) fantasy/fluff
[baker seokjin x witch reader]
summary: As owner of the hot new bakery in town, you should be more than ashamed to admit that your baking sucks. You know this fact. The only reason why people keep coming back to your bakery is that your desserts are enchanted: chocolate chip cookies that provide warmth and comfort, blueberry muffins that give a burst of energy to start the day, chocolate-covered strawberries spiked with love potions. One day, your fellow rival and bakeshop owner Kim Seokjin stumbles upon you in the midst of casting a spell. And chaos ensues.
in the dead of night by @ot7always (14.5k) smut/fluff
[vampire seokjin x reader, friends to lovers]
summary: You didn’t exactly expect Kim Seokjin to show up at your door at 3 am requesting a bite.
min yoongi
mine by @sailoryooons (14.8k) smut/horror/thriller
[yoongi x succubus reader]
summary: Yoongi lives a quiet life. His days are organized neatly, and every week he can expect the same results. Then he meets you. Hypnotizing. Otherworldly. Strange. And his life never goes back to the way it was before.
the dark by @bratkook (18k) smut
[demon yoongi x reader]
summary: your small town thrives on the occult, luring tourists in with endless themed festivities, but the only place you’re determined to see is the mysterious club that comes to life the week before Halloween. what makes The Dark so exclusive, and what secrets are they hiding behind closed doors?
jung hoseok
not today, satan by @gimmethatagustd (3.7k) humor/a lil bit of smut
[demon hoseok x reader]
summary: If you had known the demon tasked with reaping your soul would be a total #daddy you would have gone to Hell sooner!
what happened in neverland by @kithtaehyung (4.3k) angst/smut/pwp
[mermaid hoseok x pirate reader, enemies to lovers]
summary: you hate him. he’s your enemy. that’s just how it’s always been. so how the hell did you end up here?
the wood by @sailoryooons (16.7k) psychological thriller/smut
[witch hoseok x reader]
summary: From the moment you step foot in Kill Devil, you know something about the town is off. Determined to find out exactly how your sister went missing in such a small town, you receive unlikely help from the man staying in the motel room next to yours. But there is so much more than what meets the eye with Hoseok and the citizens of Kill Devil.
park jimin
cloud nine by @suga-kookiemonster (5.4k) smut/horror
summary: “he’s here again” viv whispers. “you know who. the hot guy who’s totally into you.” and he is hot – devastatingly hot enough that you know he can’t actually be into you, because the universe simply doesn’t work that way. that still doesn’t stop your heart from pounding when he smiles at you from across the room.
nectar by @gimmethatagustd (series, 35k) smut/angst/fluff
[human jimin x vampire reader, roommates to lovers, college au]
summary: Humans have this annoying habit of being drawn to danger, and you’re having a hard time stopping yourself from sinking your teeth into your new roommate. You’re not sure what’s more tantalizing: his impossibly good looks or his seemingly innocent way of flirting with the darkest part of you.
the prince’s cinderella syndrome by @jimilter (39.4k) angst/smut/fluff
[cursed jimin x reader, strangers to lovers]
summary: He shows up at Halloween, every year, dressed the same, and leaves at midnight like some Cinderella. You would think he was a prankster if his eyes didn’t look like they contained all the sadness in the world. You don’t know him - no one on campus does. You don’t know why he appears only once a year. You don’t know why he never smiles. But you can’t help falling in love with him. Even if he breaks your heart when he abandons you at midnight, again.
lovely demons by @kpopfanfictrash (41.7k) fantasy/angst/smut
[prince of hell jimin x witch reader, enemies to lovers]
summary: As penance for a crime committed long, long ago, the Witch Council banished you to the feared Tholoss forest. Your sentence was one hundred thousand days of solitude – or death, whichever came first. Your only hope of salvation comes from the demon names routinely sent your way; creatures who escape the inner circles of Helland pose a threat to the mortal realms. For each demon you kill, days are removed from your sentence. For years you’ve existed, biding your time, until one morning you receive a name which throws your entire world into chaos: the name of Park Jimin, High Prince of Hell himself.
kim taehyung
moonstruck by @jungkxook (7.4k) smut/fluff
[werewolf taehyung x reader, arranged marriage au]
summary: in hindsight, being friends with a pack of werewolves and, thus, suddenly being thrown into a world of supernatural furries and other inhuman beings isn’t something you would recommend but it was too late to back out now, especially when you consider the fact that apparently you’re now being “hunted” and the only way to save you is to be mated with taehyung. whatever that means.
et sic incipit by @lavienjin (12.5k) smut/pwp
[incubus taehyung x virgin reader]
summary: For Taehyung, born of old and before the dawn of man, tempting mortals is nothing more than a pass-time to quench his boredom. Everything changes when he met you, literally too good to be true, but no human has ever resisted his pull. And he’s sure that you’re no different.
love you for infinity by @gimmethatagustd (24k) smut/angst/fluff
[ghost taehyung x human reader, long-lost lovers, soulmates (kinda)]
summary: Kim Taehyung and his fiancée met their untimely deaths when they were young and heartbroken. When he’s doomed to roam the earth as a ghost with unfinished business, Taehyung is convinced that finding the soul of his true love and righting his wrongs will set him free. However, you have no intention of being haunted by a ghost for the rest of your life.
jeon jungkook
corrupt by @bratkook (5k) smut/pwp
[vampire jungkook x human reader]
summary: You’d be crying out in pain begging me to play my games. I could corrupt you, it would be ugly.
knot today by @kinktae (5.8k) smut/pwp
[alpha jungkook x virgin omega reader, friends to lovers]
summary: When your first heat approaches and you are left desperate and partnerless, who better to turn to than your alpha roommate that you’ve spent the better half of your life hiding your feelings for?
only when you’re lonely by @jjkeverlast (7.5k) humor/smut/angst
[human jungkook x succubus reader, fake dating, college au]
summary: jungkook has never dated anyone, because of you and you're soft touches that bring him to orbit. it's all it's ever been, just sex between you. although, it brings an unexpected turn when jungkook accidentally blurts you out as his girlfriend to his college friends which results in them expecting you to an upcoming party. what jungkook doesn't know is that you're much more than just someone he meets when he's lonely.
wicked by @noteguk (9.1k) smut
[incubus jungkook x inexperienced reader]
summary; in which incubus!jungkook likes to ruin pretty innocent things, and you might just be the perfect target.
darkroom by @yoon-kooks (10.2k) smut/fluff
[vampire jungkook x reader, college au]
summary: When you somehow end up in an advanced photography class that you definitely shouldn’t be in, you seek the help of shy nerdy boy Jeon Jungkook to preserve your 4.15 GPA. It isn’t until after you stumble upon him in the darkroom that you realize your cute little nerd is actually a super hot vampire with an icy cold stare and beautiful burgundy eyes.
hotter than hell by @chateautae (series, 136k) angst/fluff/smut
[fallen lucifer jungkook x human reader, enemies to lovers, road trip au]
summary: jungkook, lucifer and king of hell, has been cast out of the crimson underworld for a reason he’s unsure of. embarking on his journey for the answer should’ve been easy, if it weren’t for you, the human that nurses his wounded body in her home, and accidentally witnesses the truth of his identity. kickstarting a hellish adventure with the devil himself, you discover lucifer is the most infuriating company ever; and jungkook finds out that maybe his answer to returning home lies within his annoying human confidant.
multiple members
ravished by two by @yoonia (5k) smut
[alpha namjoon x werewolf reader x alpha seokjin, fated mates]
summary: Two dominant Alphas, one defining goal. But how far can you catch up with two prime, tenacious males overcome with desire?
compromise by @here2bbtstrash (10k) crack/smut
[vampire taehyung x human reader x werewolf jungkook, twilight au]
summary: you’re torn between the two loves of your life - but maybe you don’t have to choose.
the (hell) house by @whatifyoulivelikethat (two-shot, 25k+) crack/fluff/smut
[ot7 x fwb reader, all kinds of monster sex lol]
summary: Welcome to the Hell House. Some call it resident evil. Some call it a haunted house. Some call it a waste of space (rude). Enter if you dare – the Doctor will ensure that you never come out the same. What’s that? Why are you going with your seven fuckbuddies? You wouldn’t… fuck in there, right? (Yes, you would.)
Thank you so much for taking the time to check out this list! And thank you to these amazing authors for sharing their work with us!! I honestly wanted to read more this month but I ended up not having time and yet I still wanted to put together a little list for the spooky season (thank you to the anon who asked for halloween recs for giving me a little push!) If anyone has more recommendations, I'd love to hear them, so don't be afraid to put them in the comments or send me an ask <3
#bts fanfic#bts fic recs#namjoon fanfic#namjoon fic recs#seokjin fanfic#seokjin fic recs#yoongi fanfic#yoongi fic recs#hoseok fanfic#hoseok fic recs#jimin fanfic#jimin fic recs#taehyung fanfic#taehyung fic recs#jungkook fanfic#jungkook fic recs#halloween fic recs#my rec lists#ivi reads
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TIME OF YEAR — HAWKS
summary: the week following valentine's day, you start getting a gift a day. they're always sitting on your desk when you get in, never attached to any note, and always something that you'd like. then a certain pro-hero shows up at your door brandishing a bouquet.
pairing: hawks x gn!reader
wordcount: 1.4k
content: reader works in miruko's agency, fluff, stocked full of (very american) valentine's fluff and cliches, gift giving as a weird confession, best friend bakugou bc i can't help myself, mentions of food/eating.
happy valentine's day lovies !!! i barely finished this in time but ;-; it's done !! and i had to write something for keigo bc i love him dearly ;-; i hope you enjoy my self indulgence even if it's not my best work !
Working for Miruko's agency has been surprisingly mundane for a top hero agency. Spending your day filing reports and attempting to lessen the load of paperwork for her and the dozens of sidekicks she worked with. You'd grown fond of the routine, comfortable with your daily cafe runs and lunches spent working at your desk. It was nice, normal.
The past week has been weird, though.
It started with a rose. Soft and creamy maroon petals left in the center of your desk without a note or any hint of who had left it. You thought it'd been a mistake, someone mistaking your office for someone else's, but no one in the entire office building recognized or claimed it. So you found a dusty flower vase under your sink and kept it on the corner of your desk.
Next were blueberry muffins. You recognized the little white box from your favorite bakery the moment you saw it, the one nestled in a corner of the city which is almost always empty. Buttery and still warm when you finally willed yourself to open it. You couldn't help the warmth which filled your chest at the smell of them and you ate two of them for breakfast before starting your paperwork.
The rest of the week was filled with more gifts, all practical or catered perfectly to your own tastes; a pair of cashmere gloves a muted gray, a coffee from your favorite cafe just the way you ordered it, a shiny broach in the shape of two doves, a travel coffee mug not too much after your own finally worn out. Nothing that hinted at whoever's been leaving them for you.
"Come on, Katsuki," you lament, folding yourself pathetically over your desk, "you're always at the office--you have to have seen them come to my office! And you're the only one who knows I go to that bakery every morning, you have to know!" He snorts, barely looking up from his own stack of reports to see the considerably large box of heart-shaped chocolates. The rich, fancy kind that if you ever had a craving for you would've had to save half your paychecks.
His eyes seem to get stuck on the ribbon holding it shut, on the sliver of something soft and red poking out. You pluck it out, expecting a sticky note or card--anything but a feather the size of your index finger.
"Is this supposed to be a hint?" Katsuki only stares blankly at you, something akin to amusement warming the red of his eyes as your annoyance mounts, "do they have a pet bird? I don't think I know anyone with a parrot--except for that one guy from tech but his is blue."
Katsuki rolls his eyes, dropping his pen and shoving his chair away from his desk, “and why would he leave a hint? If he wanted you to know who he was he wouldla left a fuckin’ note on one of of ‘em.”
“I don’t know! I’m tired of not knowing,” you collapse back into your chair to stare forlornly at the ceiling, “no one in the building will admit to leaving them and we both know that they’re awful liars.” You’d tracked down nearly everyone who worked on your floor to ask about the gifts, even cornering an extremely nervous Midoriya in the elevator on your way home. None of them admitted to it. And none of them paid nearly enough attention to know where you bought your muffins or coffees from.
“You’re overthinking.”
You huffed, arms crossed over your chest as Katsuki returned to his paperwork. “I just don’t know who’s doing it, no one’s seemed nervous around me and I haven’t gone on a date in months.”
“Might make you less stressed,” Katsuki snips, a flash of canines when you chuck your now emptied coffee cup at his head—which he blocks easily with a laugh.
“I’m serious, Katsuki. I’ve never had someone all that interested in me—let alone this interested. I just want to figure out who it is.”
He softens just a little, sighing and dropping the empty cup in the bin beside him. You know you’re being childish, pestering him all week over something as trivial as a potential secret admirer when you both have stacks of paperwork and endless reports.
“I’m sure you’ll find out soon.” That look’s back, something passing slowly over his face—like he’s considering his words carefully, hiding what he knows, “Valentine's day’s tomorrow—maybe he’ll show up then.”
You don’t notice anything weird until you get to your office. Oblivious with the expectant stares of your co-workers, the raptness in which they watch you hurry to your office, the way they all look at eachother. Until you’re confronted with an incredibly familiar and out of place set of eyes, “Hawks!”
He starts at the sound of your voice despite facing the door, fingers tightening around a bouquet of budding peonies and wings ruffled and restless behind him. He looks out of place in your office—large and imposing, standing awkwardly in front of your desk and feathers twitching behind him.
Pictures could never do Hawks justice. He’s always prettier, brighter—the warmth of his hair and the flush of freckles across his nose—in person. He’s larger than life, all wide smiles and crimson wings, and no amount of photographers can capture all of him as he is. Breathtaking. But now, he looks nearly skittish.
Hawks smiles at you then—nervous and disarmingly ill-practiced for someone whose job is half made up of practiced smiles—and brings the bouquet just a little closer to his chest. “I saw these while I was on patrol… it’s that time of year, isn’t it?” His voice is quiet, something soft and tender that makes you feel warm all over.
Everything hits you very suddenly—the feather, the knowing way Katsuki had behaved when questioned, every pricey gift that had been left. Hawks visited the agency all the time, visited you in your office and had taken you for coffee at the very cafe your gift came from. He’d also put the final nail in your travel mug’s coffin, knocking it off the edge of your desk the last time he’d visited you with a teasing feather. Of course it’d been him.
“You left the gifts. You’re my secret admirer,” you say dumbly, sounding quiet and childish even to yourself.
But Hawks flushes, chin tucking into the plushness of his collar and failing to hide his wide and boyish grin, “I did—I am.” His hand—noticeably bare and warm—cups your own, transferring the bouquet of soft pinks and reds to you. “And these made me think of you when I saw them in the shop—you said peonies were your favorites.”
You flounder under the weight of his grin, the sweetness of flowers, the heady smell of his cologne, and the crispness of wind which always surrounds him. You’ve never been this close to him, always had a buffer in the form of mutual friend or coworker to soften the interaction. It’s overwhelming to be this close knowing he likes you. Knowing he pays such attention to you.
A swell of emotions overtakes you, grin so wide it aches and his own seems to mirror it. Hawks is warm, a slow gentle heat which seeps into you and melts against your skin from where his hands are skating up your arms. It’s dizzying and you find yourself leaning into him, overcome with the sudden urge to kiss him, to be even closer, to curl your hands into the softness of his collar and pull him into you.
But you don’t.
His wings twitch again behind him again, restless ruffling as he lifts a hand to rub at the nape of his neck. You track the movement with a smile—it’s oddly endearing to see him acting so human, so unlike everything you’re used to seeing of him. “Do you want to get dinner after patrol?” Golden eyes flick over your face, as if looking for any hesitance—discomfort. He doesn’t find any. “There’s this really good yakitori place down the street.”
“Sounds like a date, Kei.” His smile’s immediate, blindingly bright and so wide the corners of his eyes wrinkle.
“A date,” he echoes giddily, face flushed and smile half-concealed behind his hand.
#bnha x reader#mha x reader#hawks x reader#keigo takami x reader#takami keigo x reader#✶ writes#✶ writes.bnha#✶ writes.hawks
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Remember that de-aged Max fic I posted 1200 words of and was DEFINITELY absolutely not writing any more of?
Anyway I absolutely wrote more, but this is set six years earlier and is a little study in contrasts, because this time it's mostly about tiny Daniel. Here you go:
Daniel goes small early in race week in Malaysia.
Max sees the commotion over by the drivers' rooms, and then he sees someone going for one of the Go Small kits that hang under first aid kits and by fire extinguishers the world over. They are simple, mostly fold-small extremely stretchy t-shirts and drawstring stretchy shorts with these weird adjustable shoes that can be fastened to fit to most feet. He assumes it's one of the mechanics or engineers and doesn't think much more about it, and then he overhears someone saying for god's sake keep him out of Max's eye-line, don't want the poor kid yelled at for getting in his way.
Max does not feel like that is very fair. He would not yell at a child. He only gets mad with stupid adults, not little kids. It is not his fault that so many people are stupid.
But then he spots a curly haired baby Daniel clambering up on to the tool table to reach for the chocolate bar that one of the mechanics has sneaked into the garage and Max spotted hidden away earlier, and he shouts, "Daniel, no."
Baby Daniel immediately freezes, hand outstretched, knees perched wobbly on the edge of the workbench. He peers guiltily over his shoulder, but Max is already half way across the garage, looping an arm around Daniel's waist and stopping him from tumbling off.
"I wanted the chocolate," Daniel tells him. He does not flinch away from Max's touch, and consents very easily to Max helping him down from the workbench. He is not in the least bit bothered by being told no. He does not seem afraid at all.
"It is a Snickers bar," Max tells him, "and you are allergic to nuts, little Daniel. Also it is not yours and climbing on things in the garage is dangerous."
Daniel's little bottom lip goes out. "I'm not scared. And I can eat nuts."
"Hmm," Max says. Daniel cannot eat nuts, no matter what face Daniel is trying to pull right now to pretend he can. He might die and that would be very bad, not just for the space-time continuum but for Max in particular, who likes having Daniel as a teammate. He considers. "Are you hungry or are you bored?"
Daniel's face lights up, which is how Max ends up sitting in the hospitality area with Daniel sitting next to him, feet swinging, as Daniel eats a sandwich and talks with his mouth full and tells Max about going karting with his dad. It is very cute because Daniel is very cute, all curly hair and no fear and looking around at everything. He must see all the bewildered faces of everyone walking by and seeing Max hanging out with him, which is not fair because Max likes kids and is good with them. They are mixing Max from the track up with Max in real life. Daniel beams at him with mayonnaise on his chin. Max wipes it off with a napkin.
When Daniel has finished eating his sandwich and has drunk his juice and eaten a blueberry muffin he manages to get literally everywhere, Max takes him back to the garage and they get Daniel settled in the cockpit of his very own Formula 1 car and baby Daniel is incandescent with joy. Then they walk down the paddock, and everyone comes to see Daniel because everyone loves Daniel and tiny, curly haired Daniel is excited and interested and brave. He is not shy at all, not like Max was when he was younger. The only exception is when he sees Lewis with his dog, Roscoe, and then he hides behind Max with his hands on Max's hips and peeks out from underneath Max's arm. Lewis picks Roscoe up and waves his paw in Daniel's direction, and Daniel dives behind Max's back before he sneaks his head out, and gives Roscoe a very little wave back. Then Daniel holds Max's hand for a bit before going back to running around him in circles because he has too much energy for such a little boy. Some of the photographers take pictures of him, and when they get back to the Red Bull garage, Daniel is carefully settled on top of a stack of tyres so that somebody else can take pictures. Daniel demands Max be in one of the pictures with him, and he rests his elbow on Max's head and Max laughs as they take the photo.
It is a very nice day and little Daniel is very cute and he skips around Max asking him questions and peering into things and trying to climb on anything within climbing distance.
He passes out face first on the sofa in the driver's room, and suddenly Max feels the overwhelming compulsion to squeeze his eyes shut, and when he opens them again, it's not a seven year old Daniel staring back at him, but a teenager, with spots and braces. He devours a burger and fries in about four seconds flat that someone brings him from hospitality, and he's just asking if he can go in the car again when Max has to squeeze his eyes shut. When he opens them, it's just normal Daniel, sitting on the sofa in his very stretchy Go Small outfit, and grinning.
"That was so cool," Daniel says, laughing. "Thanks for keeping me company, Maxy-Max. When it's your turn, you'll have to come hang out with me, I'll return the favour. We'll have a whale of a time."
"Yes," Max says. "Okay."
&&&
It is six years later when there's a little knock on Daniel's apartment door.
Daniel, not entirely sure he actually heard anything, and especially because no one called up from the front desk downstairs, opens his door expecting nobody to be there.
Instead, there is a little red-cheeked baby Max, struggling to hold up a pair of too-big shorts and drowning in a t-shirt. His socks are falling off his feet. "I am Max Verstappen," Max tells him, shy and awkward. He has one hand pressed to the back of his neck, scared and unsure.
Daniel's face softens. "Hello, Max," he says. "I know who you are. Why don't you come in, and we'll get you all fixed up."
Max, uncertain and very small, steps inside.
&&&
Again, thank you to Lena @stolemyhheart for making sure it read okay and Em @powerful-owl for letting me have her best de-aged verse ideas and talking about this with me for ages. For a fic I'm absolutely not writing, I sure know a lot about what happens at every stage of it.
Edit: there's more of this verse here.
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Hello! I absolutely love your teen reader stories! I was wondering if I could request a teen! reader who is a really good baker. They come up with new recipes every week and have the bsd cast try them. It would be really cute if they made cakes for the casts birthdays which matched them. Maybe they bake for ranpo a lot considering he is an absolute sweet lover and reader is just an sweetheart who is often misunderstood. Thank you and take care!
Baked goods
Self-Aware! Platonic! Ranpo Edogawa x GN! Teen! Reader x Self-Aware! Platonic! Sigma
Description: You always liked to bake. And BSD Cast want to try your food.
Warning: OOC, English is my second language.
You always like to bake.
Biscuits, breads, muffins, cakes, brownies, cookies, pastries, pies and so much more.
You always heard, how people were calling you a 'perfect future spouse' and 'someone will be lucky, having you looking after the house'. They called you a 'good kid, preparing to make their future spouse's life sweet'.
You didn't get these people. You like baking just because. You are not doing it to hypothetical someone. You are doing it for yourself.
Still, no matter, how often you told people otherwise, this people just laugh and proclaimed that 'they knew better why you are interested in cooking training'.
At the end, you stop trying to make other people see your point of view. They can believe whatever they want. You will just continue baking treats, no matter what others say. You will create new recipes and let others try them.
At least, that was your plan.
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Life has its ups and downs.
Because of some life circumstances, you had to live with your uncle and aunt.
Your uncle and aunt owned a bakery.
You thought, that it will be your chance to share your treats with other people.
Unfortunately, your uncle and aunt weren't very fond of this idea of yours.
First, as they explained, they can't let an underage person work for them on a full day.
When you said you were fine with simple helping, with no payment, your aunt told you.
"[Y/N], dear, I don't think that your recipes will be popular. You are a creative baker, I am not questioning it, it's just..."
Your uncle continue.
"It's just, our clients, and people in general, are want to eat familiar treats. Not something new. Bedside, personalized treats sounds too much of a hassle to make. And I assure you, clients will find any reason to start complaining about their order been wrong."
At the end, you manage to convince your uncle and aunt let you bake something with the leftover ingredients every Friday.
They still refuse to let their clients taste it, even for free. But, at least, you have something sweet every weekend.
It was nice to lay on your bed, eating cookies and watching or reading BSD.
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Today was your lucky day. There were many leftover ingredients, and your uncle and aunt allow you to hake as much as you want. So, you were baking cookies. You were absorbed in the process and were mumbling under your breath.
"Some cinnamon... Some vanilla... Fruits, sugar, milk... Jam... Chocolate chips..."
You decide to bake as many cookies as you can, while you have a chance.
You were so absorbed in baking, that you didn't notice, that your phone start glowing.
You were waiting for the last bunch of cookies to be ready, when the room was filled with white light.
You gasp and cover your face with both hands.
When the light faded, you saw a few dozens' people in the kitchen. Very familiar people.
You looked at BSD Characters, who were standing in the kitchen. BSD Characters looked back at you.
You thought, that, maybe, someone was pranking you. But, you admitted, that none of your friends or relatives would prepare such an elaborate prank.
And then a golden light shines above your head. A gloved hand appears right above your head and pat your head. Gogol chuckled.
"In real world, you are even more adorable, [Y/N]."
Okay, this is not a drill! BSD Characters are real and they knew your name. You feel nervous. How this possible? What if they are angry at you? What if they want to hurt you?
It seems, that Fukuzawa took notice at your nervousness. Silver-haired man take a step forward. His voice was soft and warm.
"[Y/N], please, don't be afraid. I assure you, we are not here to hurt you or your family. The only thing we want is to pay for your kindness. You treated us and our pain with respect, as we were real, despite the fact, that for you, we were fictional characters."
The room was silent. You still were confused. Until you heard the beeps from the oven. The cookies were ready.
You quickly grabbed the pair of oven-gloves and took the baking sheet from the oven.
You asked.
"Um... Can we discuss this over a cup of tea and cookies?"
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At the end of the talk, you were sure in a number of things. First, BSD Cast really wasn't mad at you. They seem to like you. Second, now, after they ate your cookies, Ranpo and Sigma were adoring you.
You wonder if it will lead to something interesting.
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Life has its ups and downs.
Because of some life circumstances, you are now living with BSD cast.
Jounou and Fitzgerald managed to convince your uncle and aunt to give the custody over you to them.
And now you can bake as much as they want.
Your new family likes to sample treats you have made. No matter what or how strange the recipe, they at least try it, before tell you their opinions.
And each birthday you made them cakes. Personalized cakes.
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⭐⭕ Cake with marzipan dolls for Q.
🌂 Rose themed cake for Kouyou.
👘🗡️ Cake with cream cats and chocolate cat paws for Fukuzawa.
🦝 Book shaped cake for Poe.
🛏️ Cake with marzipan computer and futon for Katai.
🔪 Simple black chocolate and fruit cake for Gin.
🐈⬛ Cat shaped cake for Natsume.
🍋 Lemon flavored cake for Kajii.
💉 Pie with sweet red bean chazuke for Mori
🍇 Grape cake for Steinbeck.
👥 Latte flavored cake for Mizuki.
🧥 Tea and figs flavor led cake for Akutagawa.
👻 Pie with cinnamon and apples for Oguri.
🌸 Cake with chili and grapefruit flavor for Tetchou. Somehow, it turns out good.
👩🏻 Strawberry pie for Naomi.
🤡 Pie with pears and pear jam for Gogol.
👶🧒🧓 Blueberry cake for Teruko.
🍷 Caribbean rum cake for Chuuya. You were making it under a supervision of Sigma.
🔫 Peach cake for Higuichi.
🐯 Green tea cake for Atsushi.
🍎 Candy Apples cake for Shibusawa.
⚔️ Gin and tonic tray bake squares for Fukuchi. You were making it under a supervision of Sigma.
🫖 Cake with rock candy for Goncharov.
🪢🦀 Cake with marzipan crabs for Dazai.
✝️ Red velvet cake for Hawthorne.
🚬 Plum pie for Hirotsu.
🌨️ White cake for Junchirou.
🧲🩹 Cake with marzipan hyacinths for Tachihara.
🐋 Sea themed cake for Melville.
🐙 Chocolate cake for Lovecraft.
🐄 Apple and grape pie for Kenji.
📒 Notebook shaped cake for Doppo.
👧 Mango pie for Aya.
💰 Cake with chocolate coins for Fitzgerald.
💧 Orange pie for Jounou.
💻 Brownies for Ango.
🎧 Hot chocolate cake for Rimbaud.
🕵🏻 Cake with any candy you manage to find to Ranpo.
🍛 Some simple fruit cake for Oda.
🐰 Crêpes for Kyouka.
👒 Tea biscuits for Mitchell.
🧛 Halloween themed cake for Bram.
🐀 Cheesecake for Fyodor.
⌚ Sweet rolls for Gide.
🪶 Coffee flavored cake for Alcott.
♊ Tarts for Twain.
☕ Cherry flavored cake for Lucy.
⛩️ Sweet bread with nuts for Taneda.
🩺 Cake with Japanese sweets for Yosano.
🕶️ Cake with marzipan mahjong pieces or Ayatsuji.
🍵 Cat paw shaped cake for Kirako.
🃏 Oreo cake for Sigma.
🍰 Strawberry shortcake for Elise.
🇫🇷 Baba Au rum for Paul. You were making it under a supervision of Sigma.
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As for Ranpo and Sigma...
Ranpo proclaim you The World's Greatest Baker, assistant of The World's Greatest Detective. You baked him buns, muffins, cookies and so much more. Ranpo is always so happy to taste your treats.
Sigma enjoys your cookies. He is the first one to try new cookies you have made. He and Junchirou also like to help you with baking.
Life is full of baking goods and friends and family who like your hobby and support you.
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Baked with love
Yan gingerbread man x gn reader
I drew Flynn it will be at the end of the post <3
There are no warnings this time :3
Requests are open :D or you can just ask about the oc I don’t mind.
Once upon a time there was a very old bakery, it was ran by a witch. It was very famous for its amazing sweets that were just too good to be true.
The kind words and compliments weren't enough for the witch, she had feared her bakery will be overshadowed. To make sure that wouldn't happen she decided to create living pastries and cookies.
It took her weeks, to perfect the recipe and design, it was finally time for the first ever living cookie.
So, she created the gingerbread man, and that was the last time anyone had ever seen her.
There was an old bakery around the corner, quite popular if you have to admit. For a good reason, the lady that worked there did absolute wonders.
She had a talent for baking. Today you decided to visit her and maybe buy few things. When you walked to the bakery instead of an old lady you met a stylish young man. When you went inside the bakery you could almost feel the magic that was probably present there. The smell was so welcoming and sweet, for some it felt like home, and it was hard to not agree. Though the interior of the place reminded you a little bit of your grandma's house. Small but cozy. Your eyes scanned briefly the delicious baked goods that laid out in the display, freshly baked blueberry and chocolate muffins caught your eye first. Then there was the best-looking apple pie you had ever seen, next to it were colorful macaroons, and so much more.
It made your mouth water.
There were new things also, you never knew Miss Sugar knew how to make candy.
When you were done eyeing up the treats that laid in front of you, you looked up, and instead of meeting the famous old lady you met a young man. His eyes widened, face getting slightly red.
"S-Sorry I did not mean to disturb you"
he bashfully looked away. You chuckled at that, reassuring him that it was okay.
You took a closer look at the young man in front of you. He was dressed in such a fancy manner, wasn't he scared his clothes would get dirty?
He wore frilly creamy blouse with fur? it was a very special look, but it looked well with the red bow and deep brown dress pants. Are those candies in his hair? Maybe they are charms, but boy do they look so real. You saw that he was looking at you again, but this time he tried to avoid eye contact.
"Sorry for staring-" - you started rubbing your neck.
"Nono it's okay really, you aren't really the first to do so..."
"That doesn't make it okay, where is Miss Sugar? I thought she was the only oe working here?"
He straightened his posture, for a second, he looked unsure what emotion should he show. He looked away; his hands rubbed his face. It took him a bit to face you again, his face filled with sorrow.
"Oh, dear you don't know? My aunt left us few days ago"
That sentence left you speechless. You didn't know Miss Sugar for that long, but she was such a nice lady and you felt really bad. Some part of you wished you visited the lady more.
"I am so sorry for your loss..."
He placed his hands on his chest, closing his eyes he said it was okay, when he opened them again, he smiled sweetly.
"Well now I am the owner and baker now, what can I help you with today?"
"I was wondering if you had f/p?"
"We sure do hang on" - he chirped and smoothly went to the room in the back.
You smiled; glad he is dealing so well with the loss of his aunt. It looks like he enjoys the job too. You look around again, he didn't change the decorations maybe he had a sentiment for it?
"Here you go!"
His cheery voice broke you out of your thoughts.
"Thank you uhhh?"
"Flynn"
"Thank you, Flynn, just a warning you will be seeing me around very often"
Flynn placed his hand on his forehead and dramatically sighed "Oh poor me" before laughing, you joined him soon enough.
You paid for your treats and said your goodbyes with Flynn.
You were true to your word; you visited the boy almost every day. You two bonded quite fast. Flynn was very sweet, and when you were hanging around with him you felt so safe.
Though the only weird thing you noticed was that every single time you asked him for something, he always went to the backroom to bring your goods. Flynn always knew what to bring you, sometimes it felt he knew you better than you yourself.
You sometimes wonder why the baked good he brings you have such weird ginger after taste.
But it's okay it's probably nothing right?
#yan gingerbread man Flynn#yandere gingerbread man#yandere#male yandere#yandere man#male yan#tw yandere#yandere blog#yandere oc#oc yandere#yan oc#gn reader#gender neutral y/n#male yandere x gn darling#male yandere x gn reader#gender neutral reader#yandere x you#oc tag#oc#original character
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LET THEM COOK!
tw: none! just pure fluff :]
pairings: task force 141 x gn!reader (can be either platonic or romantic)
summary: cooking with tf-141 heacanons :3
characters: simon "ghost" riley, john "soap" mactavish, john price, kyle "gaz" garrick, and gary "roach" sanderson
notes: first batch of headcanons yurrrr 🗣️‼️💯 (sorry if they're a bit ooc im abt to eep :P)
john price
he's a cook from the heart type of guy and it always turns out (surprisingly) really good
most of the recipes he has memorized are probably comfort meals or hangover cures
this man is so well meaning, standing behind you and helping you with every damn thing no matter how small the task. he does the thing where he holds your hand when you're chopping anything with a knife or stirring and guides you. it gets a bit overbearing but he's trying his to help
probably acts like you have never seen an oven/stovetop before and is constantly reminding you its hot as if thats not the whole point of it
he likes playing music while he cooks with you (most likely a shared playlist between the both of you) he likes humming along to it and he likes it even more when he can hear you hum along with him
the meal he defaults to making with you is probably chicken pot pie that tastes just like home
kyle "gaz" garrick
this man can BAKE. cake? muffins? cookies? he's got a recipe for it and you bet your ass its a damn good recipe.
he probably enjoys having the great british bake off in the background while he cooks
out of all the guys in TF-141, gaz is probably the one you should trust the most in there with you. when its the two of you in the kitchen not only do you get things done efficiently, it ends up being super fun with minimal chaos!
you definitely made each other those super cute lunchbox cakes for each other at one point
as much as he loves trying new recipes with you, making strawberry rhubarb pie from scratch with you is one he will always default to. he prefers his slice with a side of whipped cream <3
john "soap" mactavish
i dont think any of the guys are completely incompetent in the kitchen, when left alone in a kitchen soap could probably make a pretty good meal. emphasis on him alone in the kitchen
but when it is you two in the kitchen it will take a lot longer than expected or go to shit (but will still be edible!)
gets into flour fights with you even if the recipe doesn't call for any. he just grabs it out the pantry and WHAPOW it looks like the pillsbury dough boy just fucking exploded
he also keeps eating things he's not supposed to. raw cookie dough, batter, straight up flour, etc he probably took a bite or two for "taste testing purposes" of course. he's lucky he's got an iron stomach because if his immune system was even the tiniest bit weaker food poisoning would be beating his ass
one thing that you would enjoy making together would probably be crème brûlée. of course he get the honors of the little blowtorch part but you could get away with doing a few if you ask very nicely
gary "roach" sanderson
he takes the smaller tasks like chopping things up, washing fruits and veggies, or keeping the countertops organized and he does a really good job at whatever small task you give him
ask him to slice something up for you and trust they will be in the most perfect even slices you have ever seen in your life
if you're baking together he would love watching whatever delicious creation you made together rise in the oven. he likes just sitting criss cross applesauce on the floor, feeling the warmth radiating from the oven as he watches the baked goods cook. the first time he did this you didn't realize he was just sitting on the floor so you tripped over him
your go-to thing to make together is definitely chocolate chip cookies. roach likes putting small designs on top with chocolate chips like hearts, smiley faces, or just cuss words because he's silly like that
they come out really good but if you share with someone else make sure you don't hand them one that says "dick" in all capital letters
simon "ghost" riley
he has all the measurements with him and a scale to measure ingredients so you think he's precise and it will be all fine right? wrong. sure he measures his ingredients but if he goes over he probably doesn't try to fix it. ghost is the type of guy to shrug it off and adds it to the bowl anyways. to him measurements are suggestions
this bitch doesnt level his measuring cups
this usually goes well for cooking but for baking not so much
has forgotten to add in seasonings on a number of occasions so right before you put it in the oven you have to do a whole checklist to make sure that everything that should be in there is actually in there
favorite thing to make together is probably pesto pasta. most of it is measured by heart which he definitely appreciates and also less dishes to wash!
#im sick of the reader being the house wife its their turn now#i didnt know what to put for most of their go to meals bc idk what grown white british men eat since i am none of those things#call of duty headcanons#call of duty#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty mw2#call of duty mwii#captain john price#john price#captain price#kyle “gaz” garrick#kyle gaz garrick#john “soap” mactavish#john soap mactavish#gary “roach” sanderson#gary roach sanderson#simon “ghost” riley#simon ghost riley#task force 141#tf 141#141 x reader#tf 141 x reader#price x reader#gaz x reader#soap x reader#roach x reader#ghost x reader#cod x reader
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80’s Hackearney Drabble idea, comin’ in hot!
Snack Time at Hackett’s Quarry
- popsicles or soft serve ice cream maybe?
- maybe something more wholesome, like juicy watermelon slices that inevitably dribble down someone’s chin?
- do the campers and counsellors ever have to do their own baking, and if so, poor young Travis having to put up with various “bun in oven” and “buttered muffin” jokes from the others
Hell yes, sweet treats!
It's the second Saturday in June at Hackett's Summer Camp and apparently it's known as Sweet Saturday. Laura's informed that this is the day all the campers work on making sweet treats to trade with one another.
The treats don't have to be particularly difficult - just fun to put together. Laura's never considered herself much of a cook - hell, before this she wasn't even a very good waitress, aka the person who delivers the food - but luckily she gets the youngest campers.
The idea of using fruit juice to make easy popsicles via ice trays pleases them immensely and even Laura finds herself having fun as she helps the little kids carefully pour their chosen juice into the tray's little cups - sticking toothpicks in their centers.
As the evening rolls in the treats start being swapped and Laura can't help but feel a glow of pride as she sees the tiny popsicles floating around among the cookies, muffins, and slices of cake.
The cake really intrigues her, as it doesn't look like an ordinary cake, which she discovers is the truth when she's presented with a slice by Chris, "Here! Take some icebox cake!"
It's always beyond bizarre when Laura is faced with a young Chris. After all, he was - in many ways - the kick off for her woes in 2021. But now, in 1986, he's young and innocent and eager to please as he forces the small paper plate on her, "C'mon - join T and me. We've got a great spot!"
Laura gamely follows along, seeing Travis resting against a tall, thick tree near the dock. Travis is picking at his food, as if unsatisfied with it when he catches sight of her with his sibling.
His back goes ramrod straight even as he pushes his glasses by the bridge up his nose. He gives her that awkward (annoying) endearing (goofy) smile as he greets her with a quiet, "Uh, hey."
"Hey." Laura returns just as noncommittally even as Chris takes a seat next to Travis and beams, "Brought Laura over to snack with us. Hope that's okay."
Travis shoots Chris a look that Laura recognizes as a secret, brother-based look. While she doesn't have siblings of her own, Laura's been friends with, and seen enough, brothers and sisters shoot one another that look - the inside kind that only they understand, to get that that's what she's seeing.
However, if the look shot his way bothers him, Chris doesn't show it as he digs into his large collection of treats, chocolate melting all over his fingers as he breaks apart a cookie
Laura sits across from the brothers and watches with quiet amusement until Chris asks, "You have a favorite yet, Laura? These cookies from Nancy's group is my favorite so far."
"I haven't tried them yet."
"Oh! You gotta! Here!" Chris offers her half of the cookie he just tore into and she takes it, feeling a slight pang of guilt as she does so.
Jesus, she led the charge to kill this guy in the future and here he's giving her a cookie. Still, she pushes the thought aside and tries to act normal, biting into the treat and trying to enjoy it.
Chris nudges Travis and chuckles, "Don't worry! She has some of your cake too!"
Travis looks at her and Laura feels like she's chewing in the most unattractive way possible so she swallows a big hunk of what's left in her mouth and then coughs, clearing her throat as she holds up the paper plate Chris gave her.
Travis's lips squirm like he's fighting off a smile. Chris has no resistance, smiling widely, "It's our Grandma's recipe! Ma taught us!"
"She did, huh." Laura tries to keep the bitterness out of her voice. Mrs. Hackett is the last thing she wants to hear about when she's trying to enjoy something sweet.
"Yup! It's got vanilla pudding and graham crackers and whipped cream and-!"
"She doesn't need the ingredient list, bud." Travis grumbles and Chris rolls his eyes, "Whatever. You're just upset they didn't have watermelons this year."
Laura's eyebrows rise, "You like watermelons?"
Every time she learns something new about Travis it's always so... surprising. She can't say why, other than the fact that - as her jailor - he'd seemed so remote and distant. So cold. As if he didn't like anything past being a bastard.
But in this time - when he's young and open - she's slowly uncovered more and more about him and each thing seems more startling than the last.
"You bet he does! Sometimes we have spitting contests with the seeds!"
Travis looks appropriately mortified at this and Laura can't help the genuine laugh that escapes her. Clearly hoping to continue his entertaining streak, Chris rattles on, "You should see him go! His face gets all wet and sloppy and the juice dribbles down his chin from chowing down and he makes all these noises and-!"
"Shut it, doofus!" Travis hisses and he pushes hard at his brother's shoulder. Normally Laura might object, but Chris's innocent descriptions and the way Travis's face started to turn pink hints to something that makes her feel... peculiar.
Like she'd like to see Travis's face wet with the clear juice of the watermelon. His lips shiny...
Laura fans at herself and excuses it as an unexpected spike in the temperature, nevermind that the sun is setting. She takes a bite of the icebox cake and hums in approval. It is pretty good and Chris, over his momentary annoyance with Travis, smiles again, "You like it?!"
"Yeah." She confesses, feeling like it's a dirty secret, "I do."
"Good! He made it!" Chris boasts, pointing to Travis and Laura gets the sudden impression that the younger Hackett is attempting to play as a wingman.
Good lord.
Travis, for his part, just avoids her eyes and shakes his head, "It's nothing. Besides, I had help."
"That's me!" Chris crows, "I was in his group!"
"Yeah, yeah - you did okay, squirt." Travis ruffles his brother's hair and Laura can't help but grin. Much like the desserts they've been consuming, the Hackett brothers are a sweet pair.
So much so that it's a shame for her to know how things end. And how they end bittersweet.
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Always Going to Take Care of You
First Lady of Private Garden Fic
AN: Baby Jack is the absolute cutest
Synopsis: Jack forgets what you told him when he asked you what you wanted for Christmas and enlists the help of everyone around him to figure it out
Pairing: Baby!Jack Harlow x Baby!Reader
Requested by: @fallon-carrington123
First Lady of Private Garden Masterlist
Please Do Not Repost My Content Anywhere
"Shit." Jack muttered to himself as he was currently trying to remember what you had told him that you wanted for Christmas.
He remembered what you wanted for your birthday and the last thing he wanted to do was ask you again.
He thought that you would give him so much shit for it or think that he wasn't a good boyfriend who listened to you.
He had asked your parents, your sister Dani, your cousin Nicole and all they did was kind of brush him off thinking that he wasn't being serious because Jack knew you like the back of his hand.
So here he was on December 10, 2016 at 10 at night pacing his room trying to remember. He had to get his shit together to hurry up and order it if it was something that he couldn't go to the mall and get so that it would be here on time.
His phone then went off signaling a text from you.
Baby Girl- Smush, are you okay? I looked out my window to see you pacing around your room. You look stressed.
Oh, he definitely was.
Smush- Oh, I'm fine babe. Just trying to think of a gift to get my mom
Baby Girl- It's a good thing I made it easy for you this year and told you exactly what I wanted so you didn't have to stress about what to get me 😌
Seriously?
Smush- Exactly
Baby Girl- Come over so we can watch Christmas movies and I'll help you think of a gift for her. I could use the cuddles.
Smush- Give me 30 minutes my baby
Baby Girl- Okay! I'll get the snacks ready.
Since it was Saturday night and the two of you didn't have school seeing as you both graduated (Urban was surprised you got your diploma since you were always late), most weekends in December consisted of the two of you doing some type of holiday activity whether it was ice skating, making gingerbread houses, playing in the snow, or Jack making you hot chocolate which had now become his specialty.
He knew you liked it so much and literally perfected it to where when you made it, it wasn't even close to how good his was.
He couldn't cook, but at least he had one thing going for him when you two moved in together in the next few months.
Now it was time to text his best friend to see if he had any clue to what you wanted because he was desperate.
Jack- URBAN HELP ME
Urb- With?
Jack- I can't remember what Baby girl told me she wanted for Christmas and I obviously don't want to ask her
Urb- Flop boyfriend of the year award
Jack- FOCUS PLEASE
Urb- Calling it like I see it
Jack- Did she tell you anything?
Urb- Maybe
Jack- TELL ME SO I CAN GO BUY IT
Urb- Just ask her
Jack- So she can see what a horrible boyfriend I am? I think not
Urb- You aren’t a horrible boyfriend although you could bother to go to a class about being a better one once in awhile
Jack- WHAT
Urb- Ask Clay
Jack- You cannot be serious and ABSOLUTELY NOT
Urb- If I ask her she’s going to know that you forgot because she’s going to be like what are you asking me for? Because I already told her that I got her gift already.
Jack- Fine
Jack then slipped on his sweatshirt and coat before making his way across the street to you.
Since there was a whole bunch of snow and ice everywhere, you told him to go around to the back door and you would come and get him that way. The last thing you both needed was him falling from your bedroom window.
“Hi smush!” You said as you opened the back door and Jack quickly brought you into a hug while kissing your forehead.
“Hey my baby.”
“I have all of our favorite snacks and Dani made a special trip to our favorite bakery to get our muffins with the cream cheese in the middle. And I went to the grocery store this morning and got a case of Big Red. We also have popcorn, gingerbread cookies, snickerdoodles, sugar cookies, salted caramel cupcakes, and I think that’s all.”
“Well, damn.”
“I had to make sure we had enough!”
“Baby, there’s only two of us. That’s enough food for five people.”
“Would you like for me to invite Clay over then to help us eat it?”
“NO!”
“I didn’t think so. Come on.”
The two of you then made your way upstairs to your room while sneaking past your parents and got comfortable.
“Did we decide on our matching pajamas this year?” You asked and Jack shook his head no.
That was one of the Christmas traditions between the two of you since you two became a couple three years ago.
“How about we do the grinch this year? I can order them off of amazon. They’ll be here before Christmas so we can wear them.”
“Sounds like a plan, my baby. Now what are we watching?”
The group chat went crazy when the two of you posted the picture with your matching pajamas. Urban was the worst one.
“Hmm, Home Alone? This Christmas? Bad Santa? Cheesy Hallmark movie?”
“Can’t go wrong with This Christmas.”
“Let’s do it.” You said turning it on and passing Jack something to drink.
The two of you were halfway through the movie and you could tell that something was bothering your boyfriend.
He seemed distracted and that something was on his mind.
“Umm, babe?”
“Hmm?”
“Is everything okay? You seem distracted.”
“Oh, I’m fine. Just wondering what to get for my mom is all.”
“Oh! I forgot that’s what I was supposed to help you with. Okay um, how about jewelry? You can’t go wrong with that. A bracelet maybe? How about Pandora?”
“Baby, I’m still saving money for our apartment so less on the expensive side please.”
“They have some bracelets for like 50 dollars. Here I’ll show you.”
You pulled up the website on your phone and found a cute bracelet that Jack could put charms on representing his dad, him, and Clay.
“She’s going to love this.”
—
“Nic, he’s acting weird and I don’t know what it is.”
“When is he not acting weird?”
“Leave my baby alone. He’s a little off but that’s my man. He might be a hot mess, but he’s my hot mess.”
“Yes, we know. What is he doing?”
“It’s like he just seems distracted. Every time we’re together it seems like he’s always deep in thought or his mind is elsewhere.”
“Well it’s the holiday season. He’s probably trying to think of the perfect gift to give you.”
“He doesn’t need to do that.”
“Why not?”
“I already told him what I wanted. I told him in the middle of November so he would have enough time to get my birthday gift and Christmas gift.”
“Oh…”
“Nic, what do you mean oh?”
Meanwhile across the street, Jack was pleading with Clay for him to ask you what you wanted and then report back to him so that he could buy it.
“Clay, just ask her for me please. She won’t think anything of it if you ask her.”
“And shitty boyfriend of the year award goes to…”
“Shut the fuck up and help me!”
“She should be my girlfriend instead anyway and why should I help you? If I buy her what she tells me, she’s bound to leave you at this point.”
“I will take your gift back that I got you. Don’t test me, little brother. And how the hell are you going to pay for it? You suddenly have a job that I don’t know about?”
“Only because it has to deal with Y/N and I would make it happen. If it didn’t, my answer would be no.”
Just then your phone went off indicating an incoming call from Clay.
“Favorite Harlow child! State your business!”
“Hiii Y/N!”
“What’s going on? Everything okay?”
“Oh yeah, everything is fine. Just had a question for you.”
“Sure. Anything.”
“Did you tell Jack what you wanted for Christmas already?” Jack threw up his hands in disbelief because this was not a part of the plan.
“I did. I told him last month. Why do you ask?”
“Oh, last month? Well, he forgot. So he wanted for me to ask you but not to let you know that he forgot, but he did.”
“CLAYBORN!” You hear Jack scream in the background and you heard shuffling and it almost sounded as if Clay had dropped the phone.
After their little scuffle, you heard your boyfriend’s voice.
“Umm, baby girl?”
“Jack, if you had forgotten all you had to do was ask me.”
“I know but I didn’t want it to seem like I wasn’t listening to you or that I don’t pay attention to you.”
“Baby, I know you listen to me. But you’re also human and you can forget things. We’ve been doing a lot with looking for our first apartment and everything. I promise I’m not mad and I wouldn’t have been if you would have asked.”
“So I’m not a flop boyfriend?”
“Who told you that? Was it Urban? I’m going to kick his ass. And you definitely aren’t.”
“OKAY ARE YOU GOING TO TELL HIM OR NOT BECAUSE I’M ABOUT TO GO BUY IT SO I CAN BE YOUR BOYFRIEND INSTEAD!”
“Clay! Cut the shit!”
“Tell Clay I love him too and it’s the Kate Spade blush watch.”
“I’m ignoring that first part and oh shit.” Jack said suddenly, having a realization.
“Babe, what’s wrong?”
“HE ALREADY BOUGHT IT AND IT’S IN HIS CLOSET! I THOUGHT IT WAS SOMETHING ELSE!”
“CLAY SHUT THE FUCK UP! WHY DID YOU TELL HER?!”
“OVER HERE FREAKING OUT OVER NOTHING! AND YOU ALREADY GOT IT FOR HER!”
All you and Nic were doing was laughing at the exchange that was currently happening between Jack and Clay.
A few more minutes had passed when you once again heard your boyfriend.
“Well, I’m sorry your gift is now ruined.”
“It’s okay, smush. I promise.”
“No it’s not. Now I have to get you something else.”
“No you don’t.”
“Yes I do and don’t fight me on this. Umm, baby I’ll call you later because I have to get another gift and kick Clay’s ass.”
“Oh um, alright then.”
“I love you.. And…. CLAY DO NOT TOUCH THAT!”
“I love you too, go handle that.”
—
“Jack, where are we?” You asked, looking around and taking in your surroundings.
Of course it was midnight on Christmas and Jack had picked you up and drove you somewhere in the middle of downtown Louisville.
As far as you knew nothing was open so you didn’t know what you were down here for.
“This is your other gift. Here, open this.”
Jack handed you a small box with a pink bow on top and you simply shook your head.
“I told you not to get me anything else.”
“Nope, don’t want to hear it. And it’s actually for the both of us.”
You looked back down at the box and undid the box while opening it.
“Baby, is this a key?”
“It is.”
“What’s it to?”
“Our apartment that’s in this building.”
“NO YOU DIDN’T!” You said while looking at him and then looking at the building that was behind you.
It definitely looked expensive.
“I did. I said I wanted to do something else for you and I meant it. Do you want to go in and see it?”
You eagerly nodded your head yes before Jack leaned down to kiss you.
“I’m always going to take care of you and protect you, even if I forget things from time to time..”
“I love you.” You said as Jack grabbed your hand and the two of you began making your way inside.
“I love you more and I hope that this makes up for it.”
“You didn’t have anything to make up for, I promise.”
“Oh, and one more thing.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s a two bedroom.”
“Okay?”
“Urban’s moving in too.”
“Oh, so I can take turns terrorizing the both of you? Perfect.”
“BABY, THAT WAS NOT AN INVITATION FOR YOU TO DO THAT.”
“Too late.”
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