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Word Mojis I've made !!
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proud of you
lucy bronze x reader
second to last world cup fic. yhis was supposed to be my last, but i saw another in my inbox that’s i should start on.
my requests are closed as of right now. i’ll open it back up when i’ve finished doing the ones i could do, so bare with me.
i will still be writing ones of my ideas and have a couple almost done so keep a lookout for that.
letme know what you think!
-grey
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In the stands, decked out in England jerseys, with your last name displayed proudly on your back, your two year old daughter, Evelyn, having ‘Mama’ on hers.
“Are you excited bubba?”
“Yeah! Mama win?” She looks at you with her big innocent eyes.
“We don’t know yet, so we’ll have to wait and see.”
It’s a very intense game, as expected. It is the final of the Women’s World Cup. Everyone was getting pushed, pulled, taken down. Evie did find it amusing whenever she sees someone fall.
In the twenty-ninth minute was when your heart stopped, Spain’s very own captain, Olga Carmona, scored a goal that erupted their fans into loud cries and cheers, you were glad that Evie had some ear protecting headphones, while England fans looked disappointed. You kept your hopes up. There’s still lots of time left.
But all your home diminishes once your heat the whistle for full-time. You were very proud of Spain, especially Lucy’s Barcelona teammates that you grew close with, despite having a shitty manager.
“Mommy dey los?”
“They did bub. But that’s okay, we’re still super proud of Mama right?”
“Proud Mama.” Evie nods in understanding. “We see Mama now?”
“In a little bit bub.”
Your heart breaks for your wife, even more when you see her collapse to the ground in tears. You want nothing more than to wrap your arms around her and comfort her, but you want to give her some time with her team and peers.
After the medal and awards ceremony, family and friends are now allowed to go down onto the pitch. People ruching to go to their footballer relatives. You take a bit longer, trying to pick up all the toys, snacks and whatever else you brought for your daughter to keep her entertained during the match.
Stuffing everything in the backpack, you put the straps over your shoulders and carry Evelyn on your hip, making your way down to the pitch. Once on the grass, Evelyn starts to wiggle, wanting out of your arms, so you put her down. She starts running as fast as her little legs could. In the distance you see someone crouching down, holding her arms open, waiting for your daughter to get to her.
“Mama!” She yells out, excited to be able to hold her Mama again after so long.
Lucy wraps her arms around her baby, spinning in circles. She suddenly feels her neck become wet, pulling her daughters face from her neck to look at her.
“What are you crying bubby?”
“I miss you so much Mama!” She cries, her bottom lip jutting out.
You can’t help but admire your wife and daughter together. She has truly been the most amazing wife throughout your relationship, especially with your pregnancy. You gave her a real hard time and she was a champ through it all.
“Hey, Darling.” She wraps her free arm around you, leaning down to give you a kiss, only for it to be blocked by a hand pushing you away.
“No! My Mama.”
You pout, playfully being sad. “But she was mine first.”
“Bu-but mine now.”
“Well, what if I told you that’s you’ve got to share both Mommy and Mama in a couple months?”
Lucy’s confused. Why would her daughter have to share them both.
“What?” You daughter asks.
You grab a small jersey from the backpack. On the back, it reads ‘Bronze 2.”
“No way!” Lucy starts crying again, you joining her. “Really? It worked?”
“It did, Hun.”
She puts Evelyn down and wraps both her arms around your waist, giving you a tight, but gentle embrace. She pulls back and grabs the sides of your face with both hands giving you and passionate kiss.
“I love you. Oh, I’m so excited.” She mumbled against your lips.
“I love you. And I am so proud of you. You made it this far, be proud of yourself for being here. You played hard and made us all so proud.”
She picks Evie back up in her arms. “You’re gonna be a big sister!”
“Sister?”
“Yeah! There’s a baby in Mommy’s tummy.”
“She eat baby?”
“No, bub. The baby is gonna grow really big so Mommy’s tummy is gonna grow big and keep baby brother or sister safe.”
“Wow! Hi, baby. I sissy!” Evie has her face pressed up on your stomach.
Lucy wraps her arms back around you. “Thank you.”
“For what?” You question.
“For loving me.”
“It isn’t difficult to. I love you more.”
“Not possible.”
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Pet names that make me want to scream into my pillow because I love them sm
(My) Love
Babe
Pretty girl
Sweetheart
(My) Darling
(My) Dear
Lovey
Bubba
Baby
Baby girl
Angel
Sweets
(My) Handsome boy
Bubs
(My) Sunshine
Bubby
Princess
(Mi) Amore
That's all. Now I'm screaming internally thinking about my otps lmao.
#otp#otp prompts#imagine your otp#writing#pet names#terms of endearment#relationships#romance writing#fluff#fluff dialogue
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Dating/being friends my yautja OCs and what it’s like:
Bubba:
- Despite his growing rank as a warrior, Bub is actually a very laid back yautja. Very little irks him and he doesn’t have an angry bone in his body.
- He is, however, a very mischievous, smug bastard. He won’t be mean about it though. He likes to pull subtle little pranks, all in good fun of course. If you yell at him for it he’ll just laugh at you. He finds it endearing.
- His name of course isn’t actually Bubba, that’s a human nickname he got and he took a great liking to. His actual name is Xero’heta (sh-ee-ro-He-TA). His human nickname is a term of endearment as a brother in arms. He loves it when you call him nicknames (Bubs, Bubboms, Bubby, ….Booba).
- He is a textbook definition of a dumb himbo jock. He may tease you a lot, but if you reciprocate with romance in mind he won’t pick up on it. You gotta be candid with him.
- Bub is a young adult by human standards, so he isn’t as traditional as more seasoned, older yautja, and doesn’t mind learning new customs. He’s willing to engage in human traditions and rather enjoys it. He specifically likes bubble baths, especially when you bring in all the bath bombs and bubbles. Purrrr.
- Loves play wrestling with your much smaller frame. He is by no means rough, but he finds it amusing when you get all huffy and determined to beat him. He’ll let you too. His pride is by no means in danger.
Kûn’ta
- Give a shut-in idiot an obsessive hobby, and you have Kûn’ta.
- Don’t get me wrong, he’s smart and very independent. He built his own prosthetic, and continues to modify it with stuff like torches for fingers, he has a good hand in engineering, and is a biologist. Anything book-wise and tech-wise he exceeds in. His social skills? Laughable.
- Kûn’ta has accepted long ago that he’s a recluse to his clan and is fine with it. He doesn’t need friendship or a father figure anyway. He has… his dirt jars! And… his insects! Who needs anyone if you have those things.
- He will be surprised if you tolerate him and his antics. And maybe… excited?? He will vibrate at the chance to talk your ear off about cell-regrowth or the strange mold growing in the forest and how it tasted funny-
- Again, his social skills aren’t the greatest. He will not notice how annoying he’s being. He’s just excited to be able to voice his interests without being ridiculed or brushed off.
- He doesn’t have any awareness for personal space, and he will violate it. Sorry to those who aren’t a fan of having their bubble broken into, but he can’t help but lift your arms to look at your tiny fingers, or take your chin in his hand to look at your mouth. He has an insatiable curiosity and he isn’t one to deny it. He’s too eager to learn about new autonomy. Consider that a bonus or a turnoff.
- He does not have ANY self preservation. That’s probably the only ‘honorable’ trait about him to his own kind. He will jump in a cave just to see what plant life grows there. He will wrestle a beast of any caliber to look at its teeth. He will eat the strange, very-poisonous looking fungi to tell you it tastes like chicken. Where there is usually anger or disgust towards the parasitic serpents, he hungers for the day he gets to dissect one. He finds strange beauty to things considered disgusting or odd to most people.
- Where you might be the monster-fucker in this situation, so is Kûn’ta to his own kind funny enough.
- He will watch you sleep. Count on it.
Judah
- Judah is a very seasoned warrior. He is an elder and has faced many bloody pillages. He is the embodiment of a classic yautja from the first Predator movies. He’s quite brutal. He was a very highly-ranked general of sorts, but due to an event, he was left for dead on an icy terrain away from his home planet and lost his title, labeled a bad-blood.
- Because Judahs conditions are rather extreme, it’s safe to assume you two did not meet on good terms. He would’ve killed you on sight.
- This man is out for blood. For his own clan specifically. How could they abandon him? They will regret the day they dishonored him. He aches for it.
- He has some obvious issues. Beneath his horrid temper, his carnage, is confusion and fear. Everything is a threat to him, after he had lost it all, how could it not be?
- So you managed to not get killed. To him it’s because you’re too pathetic to even kill. Maybe he’ll save you for lunch. Either way he has no respect for you, and chase you off if you follow him. He’s a hard nut to crack.
- Even if he manages to tolerate you, it won’t get much easier. His prejudice is very strong, and he views other species as inferior.
- He’s a big man baby. His issues are mostly towards himself. How he had it all and now he’s worth less than dirt to his clan. He splays this outwards into anger towards the rest of the world. You will need an insane amount of patience with him, he won’t befriend you overnight.
- In light of this however, if you are the person that sticks with him through and through, show him you aren’t his enemy -he will have the deepest respect for you. He will be your warrior after, he just hasn’t found his alternative purpose yet.
#predator#yautja#my art#my writing#Drabble#monster fucker#don’t judge me#I’m at work and I’m bored#I like rambling about my OCs too much#fuck#is kûn’ta the embodiment of me??#dammit#I thought I was cool#monster#oc#judah#bubba#alien vs predator#doodle#teratophillia#slasher#predator x reader#yautja x reader#yautja x human#slashers#slasher x reader#kûn'ta
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My MC's nicknames for everyone:
Lucifer: Lu. Takes a long while for him to not glare at them whenever they use it, but eventually treasures the nickname. Usually because they only use it when they visit him in his office in the middle of the night, and they say it with such tenderness, so it feels private and special. It's less embarrassing than Lucy, in his eyes, too.
Mammon: Monnie. Flusters him at first, but soon loves it, again because they usually save the nickname for when they're alone together, so it feels more intimate. The fondness in their voice when they call him Monnie, usually paired with playing with his hair, makes him melt every time. Calls him Sugar Daddy/Sugar Baby when they're flirty, and it short-circuits his brain.
Leviathan: Usually sticks with Levi, or Leviachan. If they're ribbing at each other they'll call him Lolicon, which he's quick to fire back at by calling them Fujoshi. It's all in good fun, and Levi enjoys the closeness of being able to mess with each other like the besties they are.
Satan: Usually sticks with just his name, much to his relief (it's embarrassing) and dismay (why doesn't HE get a nickname?!). Eventually MC starts calling him Big Cat, usually when trying to calm him down before he blows up at someone/something.
Asmodeus: Asmo is their go-to, but he and they also both call each other love, babe, hun, etc., which makes him incredibly happy. He was initially sad that he didn't have his own personal nickname, but considering MC uses the affectionate pet names all the time/in public, it gives him some bragging rights over his brothers.
Beelzebub: Beel, of course, and Bub/Bubs. Sometimes even Bubba or Bubby if they're in a particularly playful mood. Really any variations of the above. Makes Beel smile and feel all warm and fuzzy. He also gets called Guinea Pig whenever MC is cooking and needs a taste tester.
Belphegor: Belphie, no surprise. Cowboy much to his chagrin. They revel in how he grumbles about the nickname, so it only makes them use it more and more. Calls him Heifer when they're annoyed at him, usually when he's clinging to them in his sleep and won't let go.
They don't really have nicknames for the others, as they don't feel familiar enough with them to warrant any. Though they do use affectionate petnames like sweets and hun for Luke n Simeon.
#shall we date obey me#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me asmodeus#obey me satan#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me luke#obey me simeon#obey me mc#obey me headcanon#myheadcanons
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skz’s favourite caregiver titles <3
! these are all just for fun, kpop artists are real people pls dont bug them !
SFW interaction only please!
Chan 🐺🌙
daddy
dada
papa
pretty much anything paternal lol
channie!
chris
Lee Know 🐰🐈
bubba
bubs
mama
minho
ajeossi >:3
Changbin 🐷🐇
hyung
oppa
sibby
binnie!
unkie
Hyunjin 🦙✨
noona
hyung
momma
mom
bubby
Han 🐹🌼
hannie
cg
mister
baba
hyungie
Felix 🐣☀️
lixie
jagi
mama
papa
baba
Seungmin 🐶🐾
seung-mongmong
minnie
puppa
pubba
hyung
I.N. 🦊🌸
innie
aien
oppa
sibby
silly guy
#Agere#age regressor#sfw agere#agere blog#kpop agere#skz#skz agere#stray kids#straykids#Agere post#stray kids headcanons#stray kids agere
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In my head duckie has a cute name she calls ari to show affection like bubbi or something 🥺 just something only she calls him which puts him in big stepbro mode
I know !! Duck is literally my fave 🥺 omg like Bub/bubba !!!! just a simple “bubba, I need help” and he drops everything for her
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Idk man I’ve always been weird about pet names in general lol *none of this applies to fiction
Like miss me with the princess/honey/sweetheart shit. Even BABY makes me feel weird. Mr. Leigh calls me by my name or babe/babes. That’s it!!! I do the same (adding daddy if he asks nicely huehiehueh)
However if a certain Geto Suguru wanted to call me princess… I would allow it. <- said with feverish eyes and twitching hands
Okay that’s fair tbh. Sam and I call each other “bubba/bubby/bub” on the reg (he also calls me pandy) but funnily enough, I only resort to “baby” or “sweetheart” when I’m being serious but not in the romantic way, if that makes sense?
I won’t get into what he calls me in bed because it’s all of the above babygirl, princess, whore, etc
And listen. I’ll be the first to admit I’d let a certain wind breathing, bug eyed, coked up white haired man with a truckload of trauma do things to me/call me things I wouldn’t let Sam get away with…it’s valid
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Okay, here’s an idea: we all know how men tend to turn into total babies when they’re sick, right? Do you think you could write something where E slips into babyspace when he gets sick? Thanks!
Elvis always made sure you knew he didn't feel good. He was achey, sniffling, just all around he didn't feel well and he made sure everyone knew how uncomfortable he was. He also knew he could get away with being a brat when he was sick because all you wanted was to make him feel better. You weren't surprised the day after he came home feeling under the weather but still big that he had slipped into a much younger headspace during the night, going almost nonverbal except for some whining and achey groaning.
The morning after he comes home complaining of feeling unwell, you wake up to him crying in his crib. You run to his nursery and find him sitting up, crying and making grabby hands at you, coughing a mucus filled cough. "Hi sweet boy, c'mere. You sound so icky. I wonder how the Colonel didn't notice you sounded so yucky the other day." Elvis just sniffled and nestled his nose into your neck. He didn't care that he could barely breathe. "Hey, you wanna rock with mama?" Elvis looked over at the oversized rocking chair and then back at you. He didn't care what he did as long as he was doing it with you.
"Yeah, I think that's a good idea, let's have a snuggle." You lay Elvis across your lap as you sit back in the rocking chair and check if he has a fever. Nope no fever but he definitely sounds congested. "Baby, can you show mama what hurts if you can't tell her?" Elvis takes a minute to point to his temple and his chest. You nod. "What about here, you don't feel icky here, love?" You poke him in the belly, praying he doesn't have a stomach bug. He shakes his head. Good, it should be just the common cold. You nod, rocking him for a few more minutes, trying to think of what you could do to make him feel better.
Eventually you two have to get up and instead of going downstairs to get him a bottle, first you decide to sit in the bathroom and turn the shower on to steam up the bathroom and hopefully loosen up the mucus in his chest and head.
You turn the shower on the hottest setting and sit with Elvis on the floor as the small room slowly steams up. Elvis looks at you a little confused. "This'll make your chest feel better bubba. I promise." Eventually he starts coughing and he sounds horrible. His throat probably hurts so bad, you think as he curls into himself as he coughs and you rub his back and grab some toilet paper for him to spit into. "Get it up bub, good boy. Doing such a good job."
After coughing for a bit, Elvis grabs at his sore throat, whining and leans into you, silently asking for a hug. "Oh, bubby. Here let's go get you some milk okay? I bet some warm milk would help your throat." He nods, immediately reaching his arms up to you, begging to be picked up as soon as you stand up off the bedroom floor. "Oh, c'mere big boy." Hearing big boy, Elvis whines again, stuffing his face into your shoulder. He's tiny and he wants you to know it.
Ten minutes later, you're making yourself some toast and coffee while Elvis is gratefully sipping on his warm milk. And for some reason while in babyspace as he drinks his milk in his highchair he always likes to raise the arm that's not holding his bottle and put it on his head, bent at the elbow. And he just silently drinks like that. It's something you only see when he's really relaxed and content and usually only happens when he's watching TV if he's big. You sit with E at the table, holding your coffee cup out. "Cheers, sickie." Elvis pops the nipple of the bottle out of his mouth, breathing hard since he can't breathe out of his nose and taps his bottle against your cup. You smile at how cute he is. "Hey, I love you, little. I'm so glad you're my bubby." Elvis just sucks down the rest of his milk and reaches his hand out to you; Both big and little him love physical touch.
When Elvis is done with the bottle, he bangs it on the tray of the highchair, his way of saying he wants more. At least that's normal, you think as you get up to put your plate in the sink and grab his cup, putting it in the sink as well. "No more bubba, I don't want your tummy getting upset okay? You already chugged that thing." He groans at you, slamming his open palms on his highchair tray.
"Hey, none of that, how about we snuggle while we watch some... Carebears?" Elvis gasped hearing the name of his favorite show. You smiled and offered your hands outstretched to him. "Yeah? Let's rest and watch a show huh?" You pick Elvis up and carry him to the couch, setting him on the end of the couch and he stretches out a bit while you grab him a box of tissues.
Just then you hear an adorable sneeze and Elvis squeaks, caught off guard. "Oh goodness, bless you bunny! Did that scare you?" Elvis looks to you, eyes wide.
You give Elvis the tissue box and sit next to him on the couch, starting his show. Elvis blows his nose and just drops the tissue to the carpet. "Elvis! No baby, that's icky. Here, I'll toss it okay." You stand again, walking to the kitchen to throw away the used tissue and get him a plastic bag to toss away any others.
When you get back, Elvis is entranced in his show and laying down a bit more. You cuddle up next to him and let him lay himself on your chest. Your 100% with being nap trapped if it helps him feel better. You place your hand in his hair and trace your fingers ghostly over his forehead. You feel him get a bit heavier on top of you as sleep settles in his tired achey body.
"Go to sleep lovie, it's okay to be tired." Elvis taps his hand silently. "What? You want me to hold your hand?" Elvis nods. "I'd love to hold your hand bubba. Sleep well, I love you.' Elvis just squeezes your hand in a silent, I love you too as he finally closes his eyes and lets sleep overtake him again.
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Woo, an elvis babyspace sickfic!
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you have 3 cats right? ashy twix and willow? or are there more
i have 4 !!!! those are three of them!!! the fourth is the oldest, bubbas (we call him bub, bubby, bubbles, etc) he's about 10 years old<3
#you remembered their names yayy :']#but yes i have 4 cats :)#my sister has an affinity for adopting & rescuing animals so we've sorta. cultivated a collection over the years#lmao#my creatures
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black box. bb. bubby. bubs. bubba. buc- no... no thats not quite right.. no... its... familiar but... no..
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Names to call your cg!
(Masculine edition)
-Dada
-Bubba
-Bubby
-Daddy
-Da
-Bub
-Baba
-Big bear
-Bear
-Cg
-Papa
-Papa bear
-Teddy
And much more! Try using a nickname that's more personal to you and your cg, Maybe a character from a movie or something that's special to you. Anything you can come up with on the go is great too, I've been called many a things, some more on the spot ones I've been called are
-Bubble bear
-Dada butt
-Booboo
And some others as well, combinations of nicknames are good too :)
#age regression community#sfw littlespace#sfw age regressor#agere little#sfw smolspace#sfw agere#sfw age regression#caregiver#agere sfw#age regression sfw
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we said goodbye to tiger (aka bubby) today. he was about 15 years old. he was always a very big boy, and we asked several vets about his size, but they all said that’s just how he was built. we kept him on diet food and his snacks to a minimum (despite his attempts to convince us otherwise). he developed diabetes in the last part of his life and lost a ton of weight, but he kept his curmudgeon-y personality and his stubbornness. he was a super good boy about taking his insulin. it was like he didn’t even feel the needle
within the last week, he was howling a lot at nothing. i googled it and saw that it might be arthritis pains, so i suggested my dad take him to the vet today. especially since he seemed so off this morning. his face/expression looked weird and he was stumbling.
we discovered, instead of arthritis, that he had developed a very rare condition that meant his sodium levels were way too high and he was very dehydrated and his brain activity was being affected. the vet said that even if we treated him, this would definitely flare up again, and his chances weren’t good. even if he lived, his quality of life wouldn’t be very good, and all of the members of our house work full time jobs so we couldn’t be there for him if he needed help at the house during the day.
so we made the very difficult decision to say goodbye. he lived a very long life and we were with him when he went. he knew he was loved up til the last second. here’s some of my favorite pictures of him being doofy to celebrate his life. we had a lot of nicknames for him. his legal name was tiger, but we almost exclusively called him bubby, bubba, bubs, etc. im really gonna miss him
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Remus Lupin Head Cannons
Just some things I think about the dear Remus Lupin and you [Fem!reader (Modern Time AU)]
🌕🍫🪄✨️🌕🍫🪄✨️🌕🍫🪄✨️🌕🍫🪄✨️🌕🍫
Favorite
Movie: Beauty and The Beast. [1991] (It's reminds him of the two of you, with Sirius as Gaston apart from trying kill him)
Character: Chip (He is adorable! Remmy starts calling you Chip after watching for the first time due to how much Chip reminds him of you)
Song: Something there that wasn't there before (He also enjoys kill the beast but when he told you that, it broke your heart and you started crying knowing he viewed himself as the beast)
Scene: When Belle is Cleaning the beast wounds (It reminds him of right after the full moon and you clean up his cuts and scrapes)
[Side note when he does see the other version (Someone other than Emma Watson would play Belle) He cries when evermore is playing but like Soundless tears streaming down his face kind of crying)
TV Show: Midnight Mass (He thinks it's a good show because you two come up with theories. He also likes that you get scared and jump into his lap and snuggle into him more than you already were and he loves knowing that you seek protection with him)
Quotes: "This is why we don't play with fire! . . . I can't stay mad at you, you are so cute" (he would say this to you ALL the time)
Type of Disney movie: Sing Alongs (He loves listening to you sing softly under your breath, but he loves it even more when you are doing it but don't need the words. The first time he said I love you was when he was watching you sing under your breath to part of your world, it slipped out. You looked at him and said 'What?' And he looked down blushing rubbing the back of his neck before you hooked your finger under his chin and said 'Remmy? I love you, too.' before kissing him)
Random
He isn't a huge fan of PDA but at the same time he needs to have a hand on you at all times. whether holding your hand, cheek, thigh, knee, or shoulder he always had a hand on you
As soon as you were alone or with the other marauders he would always be snuggling, you sitting in his lap or rested against him or literally spooning he couldn't get enough of you
You wouldn't have to many Nicknames for him, But the ones you did have were Rem, Remmy, Moons, Mooney, Love, Lovely, Handsome, Gorgeous, Pretty Boy, Hot stuff, and when you got pissed it was Lupin or if you were about to kill him it was John. Not even Remus anymore and as soon as that name came out of your mouth he knew he would feel your Rath. But if he heard John he always wanted to go get cover from the hell fire you were about to rain down.
He had almost double the amount of Nicknames for you that you had for him such as; Baby, Darling, Love, Bun, bunny, bunnybaby, bub, Bubba, Bubby, Sweetheart, love of my life, Aphrodite, My girl, hunny, Babe-a, princess, queen, goddess, and last but not least the one it takes you the longest to respond to Perfection. When he got upset it was Y/N and it had never got to this because he would walk away to cool down before it could ever get to this point but if he could not stand the fight anymore it would be Y/L/N. And most likely after her used that you guys wound be breaking up.
After a full moon he would be very snuggly. Like more than normal, He also wouldn't hold you because he didn't want you to feel forced to be by a 'monster' or so close to something you may fear so you hold him so that he knows you love him and care about him and nothing he could ever do would make you fear him. But of course he would never out right ask for Cuddles. He would look at you with a weary smile and adjust the blankets. You would then tuck him back in and lay down next to him softly. And carefully wrap your arms around him. Depending on how long you two have been together this next part will vary, if you two have been together a while it will be almost instant if not that long it will take longer but he will bury his face in your chest and you will play with his hair as comforting as possible. After you know he is so deep in sleep he could be mistaken for dead. You let your tears fall silently down your face, because it just shatteres your entire being knowing how much physical pain he goes thru twice a month and there is nothingthat you can do about it. If he ever sees you crying then of course he asks what's wrong and IF you tell him the truth he says it's fine that he's use to it and the breaks you further
(THESE NEXT TWO DO NOT APPLY IF YOU ARE NOT AFRAID OF SPIDERS)
When there is a spider in your house, Especially if it's really small or big. No really if there is a spider and he finds it first he will pick it up and let it outside before you can see.
However, if you see it first you will scream and run and hide behind him, and everytime without fail he asks 'Spider?' You nod 'You do realize that you are hanging onto and had sex with last night a class 5 monster, right? Why are you afraid of a spider?' And then you say in a small voice 'it has pincers'
Occasionally your period would fall around the Full moon, You would be irritable and something small would happen and you would become upset but Remmy would be in a joking mood and say "It's close to the full moon, Aren't I supposed to be the irritatable one?" Then you give him a snarky look and say "Well Your not the only one who's time of the month it is then" He would give you a confused look before relized what you meant
His favorite song ever would be Iris by the goo goo dolls
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Phrases and things that would make me little/make little me melt:
♡ "Oh, you're too little to do that alone, baby. Let me help you."
♡Any of the following names: My little prince, baby, baby boy, bubba/bubbah/bubs/bubby, kiddo/kid, love.
♡Belly and back rubs.
♡head pats, forehead kisses, cheek kisses
♡picking me up
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