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zegrasdrysdale · 2 days

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Could you possibly write something with Jack where the reader is having an insecure moment because she read some comments on her recent post and Jack comforts her and reassures that she’s the only girl for him and how beautiful he is, and maybe he makes a little insta post about her

[ don’t know what for ] j. hughes

paring : Jack Hughes x fem!reader

summary : after reading some of the comments on her most recent insta post, Jack’s girl gets a little insecure. he reminds her just how beautiful she is

warning(s) : insecure!reader, allusions to a past eating disorder

author’s note : if y’all understand the title then we are automatically best friends (bc 1d 🫶🏼)

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She frowns as her comments are once again flooded with comments how she looks. It's always a comment about the color of her hair or that it looks like she needs to "eat a burger". As if she didn't stop eating completely when she was a teenager because she was getting comments about how she looked overweight when she was healthy.

Sometimes there's even a dig at the fact that she has blue eyes.

She knows there's a stereotype around hockey players dating or marrying women that have blonde hair and blue eyes, but she can't control the color of either. Sure, it's the type of some players but Jack told her over and over again at the beginning of their relationship that he liked her for her personality.

That doesn't mean that little voice in her head tells her that he's with her because of her hair and eyes. She's aware he has a type, and that type does match the stereotype.

Instead of getting up and going out like she had planned, she doesn't move from her bed. She cancels all plans that she had with her friends and cancels dinner with Jack that night to hide from the public.

The last thing that she needs is more pictures of her to be taken that night and more comments to roll in about the way she looks.

from: hughesy ♡ - 10:03 am wdym you don't feel good ? can i bring you soup ? i can give you back rubs if you don't want soup (ik i'm not a great cook). snacks ? soda ? ice cream ?

to: hughesy ♡ - 10:05 am i'm not hungry. i just wanted to let you know about dinner

from: hughesy ♡ - 10:19 am i'm outside your apartment. open up

Despite saying that she doesn't feel good and doesn't want to see anyone, Jack is on the other side of the door when she opens it in her hoodie with the hood up to hide her hair. He holds up flowers, a plastic bag that's probably full of candy, and a can of soup with a big smile.

"Baby, you look like you've been crying," he states when she opens the door. "Are you sure it's more than you not feeling well?"

She moves to the side so Jack can walk into her apartment. "If I tell you, you'll think it's stupid," she mumbles as she closes the door behind him and follows him further into the apartment.

Jack puts the goodies on the kitchen island and turns to his girlfriend with a frown. "Hey, you can tell me and I promise I won't think it's stupid," he assures her. "What's really going on?"

Her bottom lip wobbles as she says, "I hate being blonde and I hate having blue eyes. I feel like you're only with me because of it. I feel like if I dyed my hair brown and got brown contacts then you'd leave me. I feel too skinny and I feel too fat at the same time. I don't want to go out today and probably get my picture taken every two seconds because I don't feel pretty. I don't want to be seen eating because I'll get told I need to stop again. I don't want to be seen not eating because then I'll be told I need to put on weight. It's confusing and I hate the way I look right now."

A weight comes off her shoulders when she confesses how she really feels to Jack. The tears begin though and sobs wrack her entire body.

His frown just deepens at her confession. Jack crosses the room in three long strides to envelope her in a hug. He cradles her head like he always does when she's upset. She buries her face into his healthy shoulder and wraps her arms around his torso.

"You're so allowed to have days like this," Jack tells her. "But you need to stay out of your comment section, my love. They don't know you like I do and only see you for your hair and eyes. They don't know the you that I fell in love with. I love you no matter what and that will never change. You could dye your hair magenta and I'd still love you and think you were beautiful."

She shakes her head and looks up at him. "You don't mean that," she says.

Jack pushes the hood off her head and runs his fingers through her locks. "I mean that with my entire heart, baby," he assures her. "I think you're beautiful on your most insecure days. I think you light up the room when you walk in when you think you'd dim it. I love you when you doubt it. You're it for me. Blonde hair or not. Blue eyes or not."

"I don't believe you," she whispers.

It hurts her heart to say it but it's true at the moment. She doesn't believe Jack when he says that she's it for him. She's heard those words before and they turned out not to me true.

He runs his thumbs over her cheekbones to dry her tears and replies, "You don't have to. Not right now. Just know that I find you incredibly beautiful for the both of us." He pulls her back into a hug. "I'd love you if you shaved your head tomorrow too and that's a fact."

She bites back a smile and shakes her head. "I'm not going to go bald or something, Jack," she tells him.

"Just saying that I'd love you no matter what," he assures her. She pulls her head back to look up at him. "Hairless or not. I'd even take you to get colored contacts if that's what you really wanted."

"I know," she sighs as she buries her face back into his good shoulder. "It just sucks that no matter what I do, I still have moments like this."

Jack presses kisses to the top of her head and she wraps her arms around his torso. "You're allowed, baby," he tells her. "Just don't shut me out when you have moments like these because I have so many compliments I could give you any time you need me to. We can eat in tonight, have a movie night too. We'll order since we both know that I can't cook."

She laughs and shakes her head. "Stay out of my kitchen, Hughes," she says. "I don't need you burning down my apartment."

He smiles at her. "I'm not planning on it," he laughs. "Your apartment is safe from me. What do you want to do today?"

"Cuddle and watch movies," she replies. "That's it. That's all I want to do today."

"Sounds like a plan to me," Jack says. He cups her jaw and presses a quick, soft kiss to her lips. "My pretty girl."

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

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songbirdseung · 1 day

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Can you do one of Ariana grande new songs for sunghoon ? Please! (Supernatural or intro or fantasize (please this one where he thinks she is singing the lyrics for someone or even better one of the members bc she started to get close to another member!) if you are still taking requests that is if not please ignore this

supernatural / park sunghoon

pairing: sunghoon x reader

warnings: doubt, insecurities, cheating?? accusation??, lmk if i missed anything

wc: 1.8k

requested by: @laylasbunbunny

You had been singing Ariana Grande's "Supernatural" non-stop for the past week. The catchy tune had become your go-to song around the dorm, and you sang it everywhere — in the kitchen while making breakfast, in the living room while watching TV, and even softly to yourself as you walked down the hallway. Sunghoon loved hearing you sing, but lately, the lyrics were starting to bother him.

You are in the kitchen with Jay, cooking a meal together. The kitchen is filled with the delicious aroma of spices and freshly chopped vegetables. As you stir the pot, you can't help but sing under your breath, the catchy tune keeping you energized. Jay hums along, occasionally joining in with his own voice.

Just need you right here You're like the only thing that I see

Meanwhile, in his room, Sunghoon hears you singing the familiar lyrics. Curiosity and a hint of worry make him leave his room to see what’s going on. As he approaches the kitchen, he hears both you and Jay singing together, your voices blending harmoniously. He stops at the doorway, watching as you laugh and sing, completely immersed in the moment.

Jay grabs a spatula and uses it as a microphone, singing the lyrics about feeling an electric connection and something supernatural. He spins around, bumping into you playfully, and you both giggle. Neither of you notices Sunghoon standing there, a mix of emotions crossing his face.

Sunghoon clears his throat loudly, making his presence known. You and Jay turn around, surprised to see him. "Oh, Sunghoon! I didn't see you there," you say with a smile.

"I just came to get some water," Sunghoon says, trying to keep his tone neutral. He walks over to the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water. His original plan to join you in the kitchen fades as he watches you and Jay together, feeling a pang of jealousy and hurt.

Jay, noticing Sunghoon's expression, tries to lighten the mood. "Hey, Sunghoon! Want to join us? We're making your favorite dish."

Sunghoon forces a smile, twisting the cap off his water bottle. "Maybe later. You two seem to have it under control." He takes a long sip of water, trying to push down the uneasy feeling in his chest.

It wasn't that he disliked the song; in fact, he thought your voice was beautiful. But there was one thing that was nagging at him: the way you seemed to emphasize certain lyrics. Specifically, the lines about feeling an "electric connection" and something "supernatural" were making him uneasy. He couldn't help but notice that you had been spending more time with Jay lately, and his insecurities were starting to get the better of him.

It’s a sunny Saturday afternoon, and you’re in the living room, flipping through a magazine. Sunghoon walks in, a hopeful smile on his face. "Hey, Y/N," he says, sitting down beside you, "I was thinking, maybe we could go to that new café downtown? The one with the amazing pastries."

Just as you’re about to respond, Jay enters the room, looking excited. "Y/N, I just found out about this cool art exhibit that’s opening today. It’s all about modern sculptures. Wanna check it out with me?"

You hesitate, caught between two great offers. Sunghoon’s suggestion sounds cozy and relaxing, while Jay’s idea seems interesting and different. You think for a moment, then make your decision. "Jay, the art exhibit sounds really intriguing. I’d love to go with you."

Sunghoon’s smile falters slightly, but he quickly masks his disappointment. "That’s cool. You’ll have a great time."

Sensing his feelings, you reach out and hold his hand. "Sunghoon, it's not that I don’t want to spend time with you. I just really wanted to see this exhibit. Why don’t you come with us?"

Sunghoon shakes his head, forcing a smile. "No, it’s okay. You two go ahead. I’ll just check out the café another time."

You squeeze his hand gently, trying to reassure him. "Are you sure? We’d love to have you with us."

"I’m sure," Sunghoon replies, standing up. "You guys enjoy the exhibit. I’ll see you later."

You watch as he walks away, feeling a twinge of guilt. You wish he would join you, but you understand his need for some space. Turning to Jay, you give him a small smile. "Let’s go see those sculptures."

Jay nods, his excitement evident. "It’s going to be awesome, Y/N."

As you leave for the exhibit with Jay, you can’t help but think about Sunghoon. The art exhibit is fascinating, filled with creative and inspiring pieces. You and Jay discuss each sculpture, sharing your thoughts and interpretations. Despite enjoying the exhibit, a part of you wishes Sunghoon were there to experience it with you.

Later that evening, when you return to the dorm, you find Sunghoon in his room, reading a book. You knock gently on the door frame. "Hey."

He looks up, a small smile on his lips. "Hey. How was the exhibit?"

"It was amazing," you say, sitting down beside him. "But I missed you."

Sunghoon closes his book and takes your hand. "I missed you too. I’m glad you had a good time, though."

You lean in and kiss his cheek. "Next time, we’ll do something together. Just the two of us."

Sunghoon nods, his smile growing. "I’d like that."

One evening, Sunghoon decided he couldn't keep his feelings to himself any longer. He found you sitting on the couch, scrolling through your phone, and sat down beside you.

"Hey," he began, trying to keep his tone casual, "you've been singing that Ariana Grande song a lot lately."

You looked up from your phone and smiled. "Yeah, it's just stuck in my head. It's such a good song, don't you think?"

Sunghoon nodded, but his expression remained serious. "Yeah, it is. But… can I ask you something?"

"Sure," you said, putting your phone down and giving him your full attention.

"Is there a reason why you're singing it so much? I mean, the lyrics… they seem kind of… personal."

You raised an eyebrow, confused. "Personal? What do you mean?"

Sunghoon took a deep breath. "It's just… the part about feeling an electric connection and something supernatural. You've been spending a lot of time with Jay lately, and I can't help but wonder if… if maybe you're singing about him."

Your eyes widened in surprise, and then you burst out laughing. Sunghoon felt a pang of hurt, but you quickly reached out and took his hand.

"Oh, Sunghoon," you said, still chuckling, "you're so silly. Jay and I have just been working on a project together. There's nothing romantic going on. I sing that song because it's catchy and fun, not because it reminds me of Jay or anyone else."

Sunghoon felt a wave of relief wash over him, but he still felt a little embarrassed. "I guess I was just being paranoid. It's just that I care about you a lot, and I don't want to lose you."

Your expression softened, and you leaned in to kiss him gently on the lips. "You have nothing to worry about, Sunghoon. You're the only one I feel that 'supernatural' connection with."

He smiled, his heart swelling with affection. "I'm sorry for doubting you."

"It's okay," you said, snuggling closer to him. "Just remember, no song lyrics can ever change how I feel about you."

As you sat together on the couch, Sunghoon felt the last of his worries melt away. He knew that your bond was strong and that nothing — not even a catchy song — could come between you. And with you by his side, he felt more connected than ever, truly experiencing something supernatural.

Sunghoon wakes up to the soft hum of a song playing from his phone. Groggily, he reaches out to turn off the alarm, but he’s surprised to see you sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling brightly.

"Good morning, Sunghoon!" you say cheerfully, leaning in to give him a quick kiss on the forehead.

"Good morning," he replies, a bit confused but happy to see you. "What’s going on?"

"I have a surprise for you," you say, your eyes twinkling with excitement. "Get dressed and pack a bag. We’re going on a little adventure."

His curiosity piqued, Sunghoon gets up and quickly gets ready. You help him pack, making sure he brings everything he’ll need for a couple of days. He keeps asking questions, but you just smile and tell him to wait and see.

Once you're both ready, you grab his hand and lead him outside, where a car is waiting. "Our ride is here," you say, opening the door for him.

As the car drives off, Sunghoon looks at you with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. "Where are we going?"

"You’ll see," you reply, holding his hand. "Just enjoy the ride."

After a couple of hours, the car pulls up to a beautiful, cozy cabin nestled in the mountains. The view is breathtaking, with lush greenery and a serene lake nearby. Sunghoon’s eyes widen in surprise.

"Welcome to our little getaway," you say, stepping out of the car. "I booked this cabin for us. We have the next two days all to ourselves."

Sunghoon is speechless for a moment, then he wraps his arms around you, lifting you off the ground in a tight hug. "This is amazing, Y/N. Thank you so much."

You laugh, hugging him back. "I’m glad you like it. Let’s go inside and get settled."

The cabin is even more beautiful on the inside, with a warm, rustic charm. You’ve already stocked the fridge with his favorite foods, and there’s a cozy fireplace with a stack of firewood ready to go.

For the rest of the day, you and Sunghoon explore the area, taking a hike along the scenic trails and enjoying the fresh mountain air. You have a picnic by the lake, complete with all of Sunghoon’s favorite snacks. As the sun begins to set, you head back to the cabin, where you cook dinner together, laughing and talking as you prepare the meal.

After dinner, you light a fire in the fireplace and snuggle up on the couch with a blanket. Sunghoon looks at you, his eyes filled with gratitude and love. "This is perfect, Y/N. I can’t believe you planned all this."

You smile, leaning your head on his shoulder. "I wanted to do something special for you. You deserve it."

Sunghoon kisses the top of your head, holding you close. "Thank you. This is the best surprise ever."

The next morning, you wake up to the sound of birds chirping outside. Sunghoon is still asleep, looking peaceful and content. You quietly get out of bed and make breakfast, wanting to surprise him one last time. When he wakes up, he finds a delicious spread of pancakes, fruit, and coffee waiting for him.

"This is amazing," he says, sitting down at the table. "You’ve thought of everything."

You sit down across from him, smiling. "I just wanted to make sure you had the best time."

For the next two days, you and Sunghoon enjoy every moment of your getaway. You hike, swim in the lake, and spend hours talking by the fireplace. It’s a perfect escape from the world, and you both cherish the time together.

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen au #engene #enha #enhypen x reader #sunghoon #park sunghoon #enhypen park sunghoon #sunghoon au #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon enhypen #sunghoon fluff

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alex-kellers-peg-leg · 10 hours

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Gaz is hands down a leg/thigh man. at least in my squad 4 fics. he loves Aggie's legs, he always has and he's never been shy to tell her. whenever she's insecure about her legs, usually wearing a skirt or dress—her tell, particularly on cooler days—Gaz would outright tell her how gorgeous she looked, even if it seemed a bit of a strange thing to tell your best friend. Well, if Taylor could, why couldn't he?

Soap is an ass man, to the day he dies. You could probably catch him smacking Taylor's ass if you were quick enough to look. It doesn't help him that Taylor's always working out—for her job, not him—and every pair of pants she owns shows off his favourite butt. Aggie excuses his ass slapping; she does it too, it's only right Taylor lets her man slap it too!

Ghost never cared too much about whether he liked Aileen's ass, boobs or thighs more. Not that he could ever admit to preferring any of them in front of Soap. Every time Gaz has asked, Soap has screamed that he doesn't want to hear it before leaving the room. It's only fair the poor man doesn't want to hear about his baby sister's body! She's gentle with him, and knows to back off and Ghost's having troubles with the day. That's what he likes most about her, it's just a benefit she's hot.

None of this is to say Price is a boob man. Sure, he loves Sophia's chest more than anything—maybe—and would he keep his face there all his life if he could? Perhaps. But that doesn't mean anything. Even if Sophia tells the girls, who tell their men, that Price is all about her boobs, doesn't mean he's a boob man. No, sir.

This isn't to say Gaz and Soap only like their women for their bodies, as much as their loud compliments make them out to be so superficial.

Gaz loves Aggie's no-tolerance-for-bullshit attitude, he finds it hot when she's yelling at rookies for screwing around whenever he's popping in with her lunch. Then it's adorable when she goes all soft the moment she sees him and graciously accepts the warm, home cooked meal.

And don't get Soap STARTED on Taylor lifting typically heavy-to-a-five-foot-six-woman things! The way he knows she doesn't need him to lift the couch so the cat can get out but she asks him anyway has this man all mush. Not that any of the guys know that.

And Ghost is 100% a leg man with the jeans Aileen's always wearing.

#squad 4 #squad 4 fics #cod #cod mw2 #cod mw3 #codmw #gaz #soap #ghost #price #kyle garrick #johnny mactavish #simon riley #john price

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quimichi · 3 days

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MATCH UP TRADE ♡

@merbear25 SO SORRY I'M LATE :((( I had it in my drafts, hit post and--missed and didn't notice--I had soo much fun doing this tho! I hope my picks for you are to your liking ♡

MEGUMI

@ i seriously have almost no idea why i imagined megumi with you specifically...but i think its really cute so deal with it-♡

@ first of all, he would TOTALLY get why you want time for yourself sometimes. Mainly because he does need his time sometimes too. Maybe you can both agree on specific "alone times" so no one is like lonley alone when the other is alone??? Yk what i mean???

@ we all know Megs is a little stoic- he would never EVER admit you're cute. Like super adorable and sweet. You're caring, supportive and clumsy?? Makes him all fuzzy inside. Especially when you maybe drop something out of nervousness

@ or when you silently or loudly support him. The latter makes him blush tho

@ oh but he can hate your strong-willed ass. No you're not coming to this misson, stop preparing. HE SAID STOP WHY WON'T YOU LISTEN HE WANTS YOU SAVE???

@ sooo you're patient? You really need that with him. He would take it very slow in the relationship. Like don't get me wrong he trusts you, loves you and appreciates you so damn much. But he still kind of struggles to show his feelings to you. So your patience will be greatly appreciated. You're gonna be rewarded too :3

@ not really a cuddly person but would try it for you. If the time really allows it yk.@ but would hold you close at night nonetheless. Kind of a harsh grip on you but hey, he just wants you close-

@ can he watch horror movies? Yes. Does he like them? They're ok. Does he watch them for you/with you? Most definitely yes!

@ oh but hes kinda creeped out by your collection. He's not scared of many things, maybe like none...but what definitely makes him uneasy are those dolls and nutcrackers-

@ oh and hes super scared of you being mad-

@ its like me, I'm not scared of many things but my mom being mad?? Nah--it's the same for Megumi

SANJI

@ HEAR ME OUT!!! OK PLS

@ Sanji 🫥

@ you do know how to have fun! You're adventurous! But also you're a very responsible and collected person (at least thats how i see you-)

@ i feel like Sanji wants and needs someone like you! You're not boring. You're very interesting and different. And you can hold his ass back-

@ would teach you cooking! And if you ever crave pizza, sushi, chocolate strawberries or a lemon cake, he will do it for you. Any meal and dessert for his beautiful lover!

@ many many many MANY compliments but its Sanji...its a crime to be insecure around him

@ your dolls lol-he gives you some as presents but is still like...creeped out at them.

@ definitely yelled a "QUIT STARRING" at one of them some time

@ ok now the difficult part...You're scared of large bodies of water (same) he will make sure you forget about it. Just don't go outside--or don't think of it. Just prepare dinner with him!!!

@ would definitely hold and comfort you if you're ever scared of a Strom. Especially on the sea cause...2 dislikes collide with one another--

@ super protective of you, what a surprise ik. Not even Luffy can get roo near you lol-and hes his captain-would kick his ass--

#quimichi #one piece #one piece x reader #one piece sanji #sanji x reader #megumi x reader #megumi fushiguro #jjk x reader #jjk #match up #match up trade

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sincerely-sofie · 3 days

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In response to your request, I have some ideas!! I’d love to see more Kip content. Maybe you could do some comics or stories that look at what he was up to over at the archeology guild?? Stuff about his daily life, or a key breakthrough that happened, or more stuff on his guild mates, or anything like that!! Alternatively I had an idea for a mini story with him and Twig after the main events TPiaG is finished. One in which they just sit and talk about everything that had happened, and how even though the change is scary, they’ll still have each other and their friends, and they’ll be ok. Although I have a feeling a conversation like that might be coming up in TPiaG soon. In conclusion I am the number 1 Kip fan and I want to see the little man some more!! :D

I took forever to get around to this. Here’s some notes on his archaeology team members!

Acai the Aipom

Loves jewelry and fashion.

Her name is actually written as Açaí, but nobody remembers the accent marks other than her and her parents, so she usually drops them when writing out her name.

Eldest sibling, has two younger sisters.

She’s an excellent navigator who has an amazing internal compass. This is a trait that reminds Kip of Twig.

She’s very friendly and outgoing.

Ignis the Darmanitan

A gentle giant. Loves his friends dearly and is an excellent cook.

A little dumb but he’s got spirit.

Has a lot of nieces and nephews but hasn’t found someone to settle down with himself. He’s a hopeless romantic and believes he’ll find his special person someday, and isn’t worried about having gone so long without a significant other.

Likes to paint watercolors in his spare time. He carries a tiny brush, palette, and watercolor paper sketchbook everywhere he goes.

Has a very soothing, cheerful voice.

Spearow the… well, Spearow

Doesn’t like giving people her name, and refuses nicknames— has trouble connecting with and trusting others, as she tends to overanalyze the depth of her bonds with her friends.

She’s a horrible cook and is very embarrassed by this— yet she insists on cooking meals a lot so that she can prove she’s a good cook.

Was raised by her grandfather, who was very stern and intense. He taught her all their community’s traditions and got Spearow into loving genealogy, and history and archaeology as an extension of it.

She’s insecure about her girlier hobbies. Acai helps her explore her budding interest in fashion and get in touch with her more feminine side after growing up without many women to help her do so earlier in life.

Scared of heights and doesn’t fly very high.

#the present is a gift au #pmd oc #pmd ocs #pokemon mystery dungeon #pokémon mystery dungeon #pmd #sofie answers asks

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beanghostprincess · 27 days

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Now I know why this scene seemed so familiar when I watched it for the first time and it's because it's exactly Lusan/Sanji behavior™

#okay but actually sanji and bob have a lot of stuff in common #but maybe that's just. a cook's insecurities #also dead mom and shitty dad but bob has it better in that department tbh #i couldn't stop laughing while making this it's genuinely one of my favorite scenes from this show i swear #one piece #black leg sanji #monkey d. luffy #lusan #sanlu

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4sh-n4 · 27 days

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Bruce Wayne, who can't cook to save his life but can bake better than even Alfred. The catch? He can only do it in the night after being awoken by nightmares. No one knows about his extraordinary skills other than Alfred and Dick, because everyone assumes that the baked goods in the kitchen are made by Alfred. Dick knows because when he was younger and couldn't sleep because of nightmares, he used to join Bruce in the kitchen and watch him work.

Dick Grayson, who is an absolute disaster in the kitchen because he keeps getting distracted, but give him a microwave and a dream and he'll prepare a solid three course meal that actually tastes decent. He's also an excellent cocktail maker, which is funny since he prefers to have his alcohol straight without any mixers (he still puts the little umbrellas in his glass though, don't be mistaken)

Jason Todd, who is an ACE in the kitchen because he refused to ever be helpless with food again after getting off the streets. He was going to eat, and he was going to eat WELL. Especially since he finally had the resources to be able to actually experiment with what he likes and what he can do with different foods, instead of just what's cheapest or most easily found. The one thing he can't do? Crack an egg with only his hands without getting any of the eggshell pieces in the food. He needs to use one of those little egg cracking tools. The thing that pissed him off the most about this is that the one thing Dick can do brilliantly in the kitchen, is crack eggs with one (1!!!) hand only.

Tim Drake, who is definitely not michelin star level (the Drakes had a cook for Tim's entire childhood so he never had to learn), but has learnt to sustain himself with instant meals and those little ramen packets. He somehow always makes them taste good though, adding toppings and making sure they are some form of nourishing, even if that just means adding a fried egg on top and calling it a day. He also knows the difference between all the different little types of tea that alfred likes to drink just by taste, and is the only other person in the house that can make a perfect cup (that is Alfred approved). It always shocks everyone else, because Tim is notorious for hating the taste of tea.

Cass Cain, who has no culinary abilities and does not want them either. Her skills in the kitchen start and end with making sandwiches. But whenever she goes out to eat, she always goes to a chinese restaurant and gets something that she hasn't tried before, because she was never introduced to any foods of her culture and wants to taste them all now. Oh, and she can do super complicated tricks with the knives, her and Dick have constant competitions about who can do the coolest thing.

Steph Brown, who lives off of takeaway for most meals, but can make better breakfast foods than most people in the house. Waffles, pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast, you name it and she can make it. Only if it is traditionally eaten before noon though. She also worked as a barista part time for a while, so she knows all the fancy coffee recipes.

Damian Al Ghul Wayne, who doesn't care to cook other cuisines, but taught himself how to make almost every middle eastern and south asian dish he could get his hands on, because it helped him feel closer to his home and his mother when he first moved in with his father. His fondest memories of his mother are of her feeding him his cultural foods and telling him about their origins. It was the only time they did not speak of work, or his training, but instead about what his father was like as a person, about the things his mother has seen on her travels over the years, about his maternal grandmother, about his interest in animals.

Duke Thomas, who can cook enough for a 15 year old but doesn't touch the kitchen of Wayne manor very often, not unless he's just sitting on the counter watching others or helping minorly. His memories are still fresh enough to bleed when touched and all his memories of him cooking in the kitchen have his parents happily dancing in the background on Sundays with loud music blaring through the walls as they teach him how to chop onions without crying or knead dough.

Alfred Pennyworth, who only had the most basic culinary skills when he began working for the Waynes, just enough to keep him alive when he was in the military, but was forced to learn how to cook when he was unexpectedly given custody of an 8 year old. He can cook better than most professional chefs in the world now, but he still hoards Thomas Wayne's old cookbooks like they're the only tangible part left of the man who once filled the halls of the manor, even though he knows that's not true. He'll pass them down to his grandchildren one day...just not today. Today, they're still his.

#bruce wayne #dc #dc comics #dick grayson #tim drake #jason todd #batfam #4sh-n4 #batfamily #alfred pennyworth #stephanie brown #duke thomas #damian wayne #cassandra cain #i think that the relationship people have with food is so beautiful #because food holds memories and culture and ancestory and community and distraction and joy and new experiences and so much more #and then for some food holds so much pain and hurt and insecurity #its different for each person and its so interesting to me that such a universal thing can be so deeply personal #but this post isnt about relationship with food its abkut relationship with making food with cooking #and really for a few of them it isnt even about that because its just about their skills not their memories #i might need to follow this up with a more in depth relationship about cooking and why they have the skills they do #and maybe one about only how they feel about food in general #but let me know if thats something anyone would want to read!!#can you tell that i love dick by the fact that i ended up mentioning him like thrice 😭

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Slamming my head against the wall god fucking DAMMIT I'm so in love with Sanlu I am GOING to explode.

#One Piece #Sanlu #Sanji #Luffy #IDK WHAT IT IS!! IDK!!!!#Still love Zolu with all my heart but oh my GOD Sanlu. They are everything.#I might be reading too many fics bc it really feels like a fanon thing that Sanji's actually like #Really insecure and has low self-esteem #OR MAYBE THAT'S CANON IDK!!#But hnghhh Luffy being the one to be like. Hey I like you for you and not for your past #And I love everything about you and that's a FACT and not a lie and I want to keep you with me forever #AND I WILL NEVER REPLACE YOU WITH ANYBODY ELSE. YOU ARE MY COOK AND I DON'T EVER WANT ANOTHER #And Sanji craving affection and validation and praise SO bad that whenever Luffy gives it to him he wants to cry #BASHES MY HEAD INTO A TABLE AUUGHGHGHG SHUT UP!!!!!#MAYBE THAT'S FANON SANLU BUT YOU KNOW WHAT. I DON'T CARE IT'S SO GOOD #SLURPS THAT SHIT UP #Sanji especially feeling that he's not worthy enough for Luffy and thinking it'd be impossible to have him #So when Luffy actually does reciprocate he's in SHOCK bc how. How could Luffy pick HIM of all people #Cut to Sanji feeling like the LUCKIEST motherfucker on the planet bc he gets to have Luffy. SCORE.#Luffy blowing away all of his insecurities and anxieties and worry just by being himself and being so #STUPIDLY in love with him is just #HOLLERS AND SMACKS THE TABLE REPEATEDLY #ALSO IT DOESN'T HELP THAT OPLA MADE IT SO BLATANTLY OBVIOUS TOO #Luffy complimented his cooking one (1) time #And Sanji was like okay yup packing my bags for the Merry as we speak #When he smiles and looks a little flustered at Luffy's attention.#Oh my fucking god. Strangling myself.#THEY ARE EVERYTHING!!!#Shima speaks

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okay hear me out modern au where Tommy and Maria first meet in a club in their 20s and they bump into each other while dancing and just start dancing together and they just hit it off but in the end they both forget to give each other their numbers so both of them go back to the same club the next week to hopefully meet each other again (also Tess and Maria definitely go clubbing together because I love them as best friends)

cowboy!!!! yes yes YES i LOVE this. and u could extend this meet-cute into like a whole thing where tommy and maria keep trying to meet at the club and exchange information, but something gets in the way everytime!!!! kid emergency!!! bar fight!!! cocaine bear on the loose!!! zombie apocalypse—who knows????

im thinking the first time, tess drags maria to a bar she likes because she’s been trying to get the attention of this hot dilfy guy at the bar, but he’s always tailing along with his friend. by tess’s design, maria and tommy meet and and hit it off and dance (to maria maria by santana) the night away. they fall in love and decide they want to go home together, so maria goes to the bathroom—but joel randomly comes up and is like “tommy, hey sorry selena’s mom called, sarah had a nightmare and she wants us both to pick her up, we gotta go” and in true miller dad-uncle panic they BOLT. by the time maria comes back, tess is like “idk dude, mine got a call so they had to go. seemed like an emergency. bummer” and they assume thats that

on the flip side: everythings okay with sarah, but after tommy and joel tuck her in tommy’s suddenly just like “fuck—fuck!!!!!” and joels like “what? what???” and he’s like “i didn’t get her number :(:(:(:( fuck” and so joel’s like “it’s okay, i see her friend there all the time” and so tommy’s like “omg :D do you have her friends number?” “well… no” “joel… what the fuck man.” so they make a plan to go back next week with the hopes of at least seeing tess and getting maria’s number from there—tommy also wants to get tess’s number for joel, but he doesn’t need to know that

little do THEY know, tess and maria are already plotting for next weekend. they show up to that bar looking fine as FUCK—they quite literally turn heads walking through the door. of course the miller brothers are there, sitting in a booth all the way in the back and waiting, making eyes. tess and maria are not shy, so they start making their way over. unfortunately, some drunk asshole decides to try to get handsy with tess on her way there—which results in her punching him in the face, which results in him trying to punch her in the face. she dodges, of course, but it starts a full-on bar brawl that the miller boys jump into without hesitation (joel manages to tackle and land a few good ones on og drunk asshole too so. slay.). none of them get arrested or anything, but they definitely don’t get eachother numbers on account of joel and tommy having to duck the cops

so i guess they gotta keep trying ;)

#missed connections au #honestly idk how i would even end this i think its so fun to imagine scenarios where some shit goes down and the bar has to scatter 😭#tess calling joel her miller >#idk how joel turned into a shy type in this au but he did and i think itd be so cute #shameless flirt tess and shy nerdy dad joel who’s majorly oblivious?????? cmon #and then stuffy upcoming lawyer type maria who wants to be partner before shes 30 #meeting veteran tommy who spends his days taking care of his niece working with his brother and being a good mf man #he just wants to watch her be great and talk about her achievements and explain stuff to him #hes very complimentary to her yet insecure and one of these meetups she finds out hes a literal human calculator #like is crazy good at multiplication. she just spends all night giving him rando equations and checking them with her calculator #they are just sexy geniuses i love them #his ultimate goal is to take her on a proper date and maybe cook for her #it takes maybe 5 bar meetups for that to happen #one time is just gonna be them sitting and talking for so long that they just forget about numbers bc it feels like they have them already #i dont imagine maria having a son in this au tbh #this could def be a whole fic lmfao #tysm for this cowboy what a treat #sorry it took me long i wanted to edit typos!!!!#asked and answered #tlou #tlou au #the tipsy bison #tommy x maria #tess x joel

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lost-at-hacketts-quarry · 2 years

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Dylan (and Nick technically) Headcanon 2

Dylan loves cooking and watching cooking videos, but he absolutely cannot cook. He still tries to though and adamantly enjoys it anyway. Nick- although he did laugh at his stories about cooking at home ("edible anecdotes" as Dylan calls them)- actually really admires his tenacity and willingness to accept being mediocre or just bad at something and still loving it. Throughout the Summer, Nick would idly listen to Dylan and would later write down his culinary concoctions. Dylan genuinely has cool and interesting ideas...he just isn't that great at executing them. He'd then create a recipe with beginner-friendly instructions and add them to a ring of index cards. It's been a long passion project of his. Dylan will be receiving the recipes on the last day of camp.

#dylan lenivy #the quarry #dylan lenivy ghost wrote this #nick furcillo #or maybe nick furcillo ghost wrote this #i aint a snitch #also nick would be very gentle and kind when giving instructions because he works with kids first off and is also insecure himself and #understands that sometimes you just need encouragement #nick is actually my favorite character so this is even more self indulgent than my other rambles #nick is not making fun of dylan's inability to cook #he is genuinely trying to help him and this is his way of showing platonic affection

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#so there's this girl #and there's this conversation I had where I told Prettyboy about a coworker whose version of polyamory is #'she says she needs me back in Washington but I don't have a job there. I keep telling her to get another boyfriend while I'm out of town #just make sure he's not around when I visit so I don't have to fight anybody'#That tickled me. And the conversation ended with me getting like a third of a hall pass. I gotta call if anything happens.#Call so Prettyboy feels like he's part of my romantic life even when the romance isn't him #Which is the opposite track of the one I was giggling about okay yeah #But like my best friend here is. Super pretty. Ridiculously pretty.#And kind and works hard and takes care of the people she loves. She's always finding ways to help me.#And she's vegan and loves my cooking and that's my love language okay #I wanna make sure she eats I wanna see what happens if she's given full reigns on dominance I want I yearn #And we talk for hours about nothing but it's been weeks since I've been like one third available and I dunno how to tell her #Or if I should or if I'd be just another person in her life who wants her for what she can do for them #I think my intentions are good but it's lonely. The long distance and the seasonal work and the isolated town up in the mountains.#And maybe I just want to be held.#I know she's grey ace and a lot of the romantic relationships she's had in the past were very manipulative and not what she really wanted #Maybe that's what's pulling me in so hard like am I just insecure and want to prove myself yet again #I've always been drawn to flaky people #I wanna be the one person they show up for #This is the thing that I actually need to process in therapy and can't just lsd the anxiety away #Though that worked for most things #Take hallucinagens. Once.#I'm such a hugger but only worked up the courage to hug her a few days ago.#We've been talking (lowercase t) for months.#And I know she has her own long distance unicorn relationship back in Kentucky. I'm hoping the subject will just surface again.#And then I can say hey #I think you're really pretty

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sweet-bazzle-bean · 7 months

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The only piece of s2 canon that I will forever choose to ignore is that Ed isn't brilliant at everything he tries.

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keets-writing-corner · 4 months

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Thinking a LOT about Lucifer in the latest Hazbin episode. Idk what I was expecting but not this??

As I was watching my immediate thought was just "huh... Lucifer is kinda of weird..." but as the episode went on I realized the issue

the dude is off the chain depressed, like he says it as a joke but holy cow it is SO BAD

He's manically just creating rubber ducks cuz his daughter really like it that one time but it's empty, it's never good enough but he keeps doing it, maybe cuz he doesn't know how to pass the time otherwise.

like I get the feeling he HAS better things he SHOULD be doing than making rubber duck after rubber duck. At first I was like, "Bruh why isn't the king of hell doing anything?" aaaaand then it became clear...

The dude is disassociating so bad he can barely hold a conversation let alone remember information. He clearly WANTS to, he wants to be involved with his daughter so bad, he wants to care about the things she's doing so bad, but his depression keeps interfering. It's like he can only hear every other word and he grasps onto the ones he does hear semi-out of context. Like you can see every time he catches something that he hadn't before and he just "well shit I didn't catch that part"

and that's why he reacts so weird when people talk to him. He is struggling so bad to engage with the conversation he's only getting 50% of it

does that look like the face of a man who knows what the hell the conversation is even about??? he is STRUGGLING

like Charlie spent so long telling him about the hotel, and he STILL didn't understand what she wanted. Yeah it comes off as ditzy but literally I've been in that position where your brain just "nope, not doing this right now" and nerfs your conversation comprehension. So as someone who's BEEN in that position, to me it feels exactly like what he's dealing with. He's sorta engaged with the conversation, but only as much as his brain will allow

For example, when I'm dealing with this, this is what someone talking to me feels like this where the crossed out parts are what I missed and bold is what I catch, "Hey! You know I was thinking for dinner we could either make some chicken with rice? But if you don't feel like cooking, pasta is super easy and you love that right? What do you want to do?" you can kinda get that someone is trying to talk to you about dinner, and towards the end you get the impression that they asked something that needs your input so you can decently put 2 and 2 together and try and pass off, but crucial bits were left out, I would have no idea that either chicken or pasta is in the conversation only having heard "rice". When someone is just talking at me, I can decently pass off as being engaged but the second I'm required to participate in the conversation I'm screwed. Seem familiar? At which point I have 2 options, try to give a bullshit answer, or admit that I missed what they were saying and ask them to repeat

Lucifer, unfortunately, is trying so damn hard to hide that he's dealing with like 24/7 dissociation, so he can't admit that he's missing entire chunks of the conversation, hence his really weird replies. He does eventually get the full picture and then he and Charlie start having the real conversation

Also, the Alastor/Lucifer rivalry was hilarious but also really indicative of more of what Lucifer is dealing with

Alastor is, unfortunately, really good at picking up people's insecurities, and thanks to Charlie's description earlier and watching Lucifer clearly trying to overcompensate, he immediately picks up on the fact that Lucifer KNOWS he struggles to be a good dad (we know cuz it's cuz of the depression, hard to be engaged when your brain keeps turning off) and decides to rub salt in the wound by pretending he's been acting as a surrogate father to Charlie. Now why Alastor decided to pick a fight with the king of hell is beyond me, I do not understand Alastor (and I LIKE IT) (maybe it's cuz Alastor thinks he's hot shit and was expecting Lucifer to at least have heard of him but Lucifer just treats him like a nobody? who knows)(why would Lucifer listen to radio anyways when he can't even pay attention to a conversation it'd just be white noise)

But yeah I just was expecting someone who oozed either charisma or presence and instead I got a depressed dad who's dissociating so bad he can barely function and be present in his life. The only thing it seems he CAN do is make rubber ducks cuz his daughter really liked it that one time

Idk Lucifer is tragic to me. Whatever the full details of what heavan did to him absolutely broke him and he can't deal with it. He's aware of it, and he doesn't know how to fix it, so he tries to over compensate and sorta makes an ass out of himself but no one says or does anything cuz this guy is supposed to be THE king of hell

Suddenly it's making a lot more sense why he just rolls over and lets heaven do what it wants and even told Charlie to go in his place the start of the show. He's not in any headspace to hold a basic conversation let alone negotiate! He didn't even know who Alastor was, he's been so out of touch

idk I like him, he seems sweet, I hope Charlie brings some light back into his life. He really needs to get out of that rubber duck room

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I love the dynamic of Alex and Jacks relationship how Jack is the caregiver and always looking out for and taking care of Alex because sometimes in real life it seems like it would be the opposite bc Jacks always cracking jokes and acting crazy but I love how you portray him

People can be two things

#y’all think ALEX is gonna be the caretaker in their relationship?#maybe but I think Jack would get insecure and think he’s taking Alex for granted #alex takes care of Jack on the traditional sense #ie: he makes breakfast #he cooks #he cleans #alex is The Housewife right #but Jack takes care of Alex in the emotional sense #ie: “’remember to feel your feelings dumbass’#like they just #take care of each other #neon answers

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sttoru · 7 months

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‘i told you once, that only two things will have me; you and death.’

☀︎｜tags. gojo satoru x female reader. fluff, angst, comfort. themes of insecurity: trust issues kinda (by reader). reader gets called ‘baby, princess, angel’. self indulgent. proof read? whats that

“aww, there’s my hardworking girl,” satoru coos whilst his arms move to hold your body captive against his chest in a much needed hug, “and she’s still lookin’ as pretty as ever! my god — c’mere.”

your over-excited lover cups your face in his hands and holds it like that for a second to admire. his thumb slides from your cheekbone to your lips, gently parting them before pressing a deep kiss to your mouth. of course, he doesn’t leave it by that. satoru never does.

“pretty,” a kiss on your right cheek — “beautiful,” a kiss on your left one — “gorgeous,” a kiss on the tip of your nose — “amazing”, a kiss on your forehead — “sweetest,” a kiss on your chin — “lovely”, a kiss on the top of your head;

maybe it was the stress of the previous days that made you tear up. satoru has made it a daily routine: you come home, he welcomes you with open arms, showers you with his unending love and attention until you physically have to pull him away from your body. you sometimes ask yourself what you did to deserve someone so loving.

if satoru had heard you say the latter out loud, he would have kissed your mouth again to shut the thought down instantly. ‘you deserve everything and more’, you silently recall him saying once.

“stop that.” you mutter. the ‘that’ referring to the butterfly kisses and tight hugs he’s giving you. you tried not to seem in the mood for receiving his affection today. the muffled giggles leaving through your gritted teeth tell another story however.

“nu-uh,” satoru lets out a low chuckle, going right back to giving you what you deserve, “it’s like you’re askin’ me to stop breathing, baby. i can’t just not do this.”

satoru lifts you up into his strong arms and brings you over to the kitchen counter, settling you there - somewhere away from all that he had been cooking since the morning. he’s grinning from ear to ear, glancing from the covered plates near the stove and back to you.

you tilt your head curiously as you watch satoru grab one plate and uncover it, revealing the content like it was a big surprise—

“open up f’me, my princess.” your lover hums as he’s already guiding a piece of cake to your lips. your favorite cake which he had oh-so-obviously cooked himself judging by the messy look of it. your gaze lingers on the piece for a second to appreciate the gesture.

when you look back up at satoru, his eyes are already on yours — patiently waiting for you to let him feed you. his blue eyes are sparkling with a sense of pure excitement; one he only has around you. his love for you was almost overwhelming at times like these.

“why?”

the simple, one word question made the white sorcerer stop in his tracks. his head cocks to the side, eyelashes fluttering lightly in confusion, though the handsome smile on his face remains. ‘why’ could mean a lot of things in this context; why do you want to feed me? why do you want me to eat this? why should or even would i?

out of all the possible interpretations, satoru knew the exact one you had meant the moment he saw the tears that welled up at the corners of your eyes; ‘why do you care so much?’

“do i need a reason to?” his voice was smooth and soft. almost way too soft now that he’s realised just how vulnerable you were in front of him. satoru’s smile only widens, however — the sight of his girlfriend being overwhelmed by his affection was one he couldn’t resist.

it’s part of your charm. the charm you don’t know about; the charm that made the gojo satoru fall head over heels for you. your lover shakes his head with a light-hearted laugh, putting the slice of cake back down on the plate so he could hold your hands in his.

“i love you, yeah?” he kisses the back of your hands with utmost care before planting another one on your forehead again. satoru cradles your head against his chest afterwards, making you rest your weary body against his for as long as you needed it; his warmth and comfort, “it’s because i love you. that’s the only reason why, angel.”

you just nod in response — needing a moment of silence to recover, which satoru grants you without it having to be asked verbally. it’s like he knows just what goes on in your little head and is always updated about your changing feelings.

that’s what surprises you most. satoru’s super attentive to every single detail about you. from your unnoticeable habits to the big facts. that is what love truly is. that is how it feels like to have a man love you unconditionally—without any underlying or ulterior motives. without expecting anything back.

“i love you too, ‘toru. forever.” you reply eventually in a hushed whisper. the sorcerer only tightens his grip around your body, hugging you closer to his chest like his personal plushie. he nuzzles his nose into your hair — your scent both relaxing yet addicting.

“yeah,” satoru sighs in content and closes his eyes—allowing them to rest. all his senses are focused on making you feel better. he won’t let go of you until he’s sure you understand that you’re deserving of it all; his loving hugs, kisses, words of affirmation, gifts, comfort, cuddles and support.

“forever and beyond that.”

satoru doesn’t mind reminding you how much he cherishes you. even if he has to remind you every day until the day he succumbs. you’re his number one priority; he’ll even make sure to tell you he loves you with his dying breath when the time comes.

he’ll make sure of it.

#sttoru writes.#jjk x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #jjk x you #jjk fluff #jjk fic #jjk x y/n #gojo fic #jjk x female reader #please im half asleep while upldoading this

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hello! can i get a lucifer x fallen angel!reader, that is maybe seen as another parental figure for charlie, and there’s some jealousy from luci in the beginning before he realizes how much care reader has towards charlie? if that makes sense?

hell’s greatest parent.

summary: in which charlie thinks of you as a parent figure and once again lucifer’s genuinely distraught and scared that his one and only daughter would no longer need him.

a/n: he’s jus a little insecure, but lucifer’s doing his best and that’s what matters!!

lucifer could feel it. an irritated, uptight smile threatening to make itself known in his face.

“what was that, kiddo?” lucifer asks charlie.

“yn’s going to teach me how to make pancakes!” charlie answers. “it’s a great bonding activity that enhances familial relationships. they told me all about how pancakes made in heaven are soo different from the ones made here— i just had to ask if they could teach me!”

“she’s quite the persistent lady, your highness,” you chuckle. “i’m assuming she got that from you?”

“...yes,” he grumbles, straightening his posture. “but, charlie! why didn’t you just call me? no offense, but i make out-of-this-hell pancakes, too!”

“because, dad! you weren’t awake yet, and i wanted to surprise everyone here in the hotel with heaven’s recipe for a devilishly delicious breakfast,” she preened, hands clasped together. stars are shimmering in her eyes, possibly a candidate to outshimmer the pentagram in the skies.

lucifer sighs, defeated. “oh, alright... but i’ll watch.”

“ok! this could be a refresher memory for you,” she beams. “what first, yn?”

“well, to start, we need to wear our aprons.”

you held up one for charlie, the fabric littered with small red hearts for its pattern, which she gingerly took with delighted awe. you also offered one to lucifer, but instead of accepting what you had brought with you, he simply snapped his fingers, and with what’s left of his angelic magic, he conjured one of his own, which he wore with a smug grin.

“how efficient.”

“heh, i could do a lot more than that,” he proudly says.

“i would never doubt it, your highness.”

your indifference to lucifer’s (perfectly wrapped under the radar) jealousy is just perfect. not only did he deal with the radio demon, who had the balls to even duel him in a sing-off—now he had to win a cooking contest, too?

it’s crazy!

crazy if he doesn’t participate in it and properly show you why he’s the boss!

“and careful to put the batter, charlie,” you guide her hand to pour the batter onto the heated pan.

“whoa—.. i did it!” she cheers.

“good job, sweetie,” he tells her.

lucifer is on charlie’s left, observing how his daughter works herself around the kitchen. he had to admit, you were a pretty good teacher; that even he learned a thing or two about making pancakes.

would you look at that?

lucifer learning new things that he already thought he knew.

“now, what would you want to go with your breakfast, charlie?” you ask.

“there’s bloodied-sweet syrup, mini fresh eyeballs that a friend of alastor brought in earlier; oh— ah, here it is,” you pulled out maple and strawberry syrup along with some butter and fruits— actual fresh fruits that you managed to smuggle in your bag before the fall.

“what?! they actually have maple syrup, and not stale-oak sap?”

“yes, they do,” you chuckle. “would you like to try them?”

“do i? i’m so happy to!”

lucifer sits at the end of the table as charlie decorates her pancakes with the toppings and condiments of her liking. a smile is seen on his face.

he remembers the time when it used to be like this, simple and sweet. how times have gone by, really.

“pancakes?”

your offer brought him out of his trance of thought. a breakfast shaped into one of his favorite things in the world.

a duck with a little apple slice on its head.

“thank you, though you didn’t have to go through the trouble of...” lucifer’s absolutely speechless, and if it weren’t for the façade he has on, you bet your wings he would’ve been jumping up and down in joy. “serving it in this shape.”

“it’s no trouble at all, really.” you smiled.

and holy hell does that smile ease his worries.

“dad, oh my gosh! thesh are twe besht pancwakes, ever! like, weally—the absholoo best!” charlie says, words somewhat audible because she had her mouth full.

“charlie, dear, don’t talk while your mouth is full; otherwise you’ll choke,” you sigh, yet there was a smile on your lips, taking initiative to wipe away the excess syrup on the corner of her mouth with a damp cloth.

charlie giggles sheepishly, nodding.

“than’ weu!”

the realization sets in when lucifer sees this. that you actually care for charlie and are not there to replace him totally. he’s reassured, and happy as he finally takes a bite of his warm, delicious breakfast.

#classic ໒꒱ ink #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x you #lucifer x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer #lucifer morningstar x reader #hazbin hotel fluff #lucifer x y/n #lucifer x you #lucifer fluff

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