-:OTP bonding with their children:-
Requested by: anonymous(hope you enjoy :)
List by @me-writes-prompts
OTP comes home to their children playing with flour all over the floor and they can't help but coo at them, even though they'll have to clean the whole house twice.
After their failed attempts at getting their children to sleep, they decide to revert to their last resort: dressing up as bunnies and playing out a story. (hehehehe, this is so cute)
"Baby, wait, that's-" Before they can finish, their child has already decided to spill water on their spouse and then proceed to giggle. Their spouse can't help but let out a shriek and laugh along. "Oh my god, you little devil!"
Their first session to teach their child how to ride a bicycle goes wrong when their partner takes up the space on the seat and began to ride it. Their child jumps up and down, cheering their parent on.
"Oh. WOW." Their baby has just learned to take their first steps! They decide to celebrate by racing their baby while they are on their knees, mimicking a horse.
"Hey, hey, stop, that tickles." They laugh as their child pokes them with a quill from god knows where they found it.
Baking cookies/cake together for their baby's first birthday!
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Can you write something that's like Willa is afraid of storms or something, and Wyatt comforts her? or Just some sibling fluff
Zombies Fanfiction
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Willa attempted to push down the frantic feeling of panic that was bubbling under her skin.
She felt her stomach drop with each rumble of thunder that coursed through the night.
She tried taking a deep breath in through her nose, attempting to mask the appearance of any anxiousness that she might’ve been showing. What kind of an alpha would she be if she let a thunderstorm get the best of her? If she showed any sign that she was weak, her pack would feel uneasy and unsafe.
She shifted her attention to focus on the baby wolves she was currently in charge of. She had the role of watching over them so their mothers could get a nap in. It was a duty she wanted to do to help her pack and she was very proud to do it.
Another bang of thunder pierced through the already uncomfortable air causing Willa to flinch and instinctively shut her eyes out of panic.
She felt pathetic. She could hear her heartbeat ringing through her ears, she felt like her heart would burst out of her chest if she didn’t—
“Willa?” Wyatt turned to her suddenly. “You’re jumpy, are you okay?” His eyebrows laced in worry.
Willa let out a shaky exhale before regaining her posture. “It’s fine, I’m fine.” She replied putting on a façade of confidence.
Her brother stared at her in silence, observing her stature.
“Wynter!” Wyatt called out to their beloved friend.
The hyper wolf quickly came running around the corner, ready to assist Wyatt with whatever duty she was presented with. “I’m here! I’m here!” She said out of breath and rushing the syllables of her words.
“Can you watch the wolf pups for a few?” He asked in a silent plead that could only be read through his expression.
Wynter smiled reassuringly. “You betcha!” She exclaimed eagerly, quickly clamping her hand to her mouth when a few pups started to stir in their sleep. Wynter winced at the little ones’ reactions. “…Sorry!” She apologized in a whisper.
Wyatt thanked her and quickly turned towards his sister. She looked unwell. Stressed. He knew she thought she could hide it well but of course, he could always tell.
He firmly placed his hand on Willa’s arm, guiding her out of the nursery room and into one of the more private rooms of the den. He knew she had a thing against being openly vulnerable in front of the rest of the pack.
Willa reluctantly let herself be dragged along, already figuring Wyatt would start to pry about her “emotions and well-being” or whatever. That stuff was only a second thought to her! The first and only thought on her mind is always her duties as the leader and alpha of their pack.
Wyatt grabbed her shoulders sternly as the two came to a halt inside of the empty room. He forced his sister to look at him. “I know you’re lying to me, Willa. What’s going on?” He asked her again, hoping that her answer would change.
Her mouth was somehow glued shut. No matter how much she wanted to talk about her feelings she couldn’t find the strength to do it.
Her eyes drew a line to the entrance of the cave where the rain poured, attempting to signal that it was the storm that bothered her.
Wyatt drew in a harsh breath, giving her a knowing look as it suddenly clicked in his brain.
He instantly wrapped his arms around her in a comforting hug. The sentiment taking a while for Willa to actually return herself. Her arms hesitantly rested around his frame.
Her heartbeat pounded against her ribcage, slowly beginning to calm into steadiness. When another struck of lightning rung throughout the den, he only held her tighter. She shut her eyes, focusing on the scent of his freshly washed clothes.
“It’s okay to not be okay,” Wyatt whispered after a while of silence. “You know that, right?”
Willa shakily hummed in disapproval at his words, fully disagreeing. “I can’t afford to be this way I have to keep my full attention on the pack—“
“You’ve had too many responsibilities ever since mom passed away” Wyatt interrupted. “…Sometimes I wish you just…got a break.” He replied solemnly.
Wyatt had always felt like he lost a part of Willa after their mom died. He’ll never forget the day she became so closed-off. Willa refused to let anyone see her cry, even if her reason was valid. She tried building herself up out of nothing, but Wyatt always saw through her faulty brick wall every time he looked at her. He saw her hurt.
Willa remembers the day clearly. The day their mom passed due to an attack from an enemy tribe. She remembers how two of the werewolves that had accompanied her mother on the mission had returned with their heads hung low. The cold silence of the den had made the hairs on the back of her neck stick up. No one spoke right away but there was no point, she just knew what had happened. She just knew her mom was gone.
It was thunderstorming that same night. The ringing of lightning had already made Willa’s sensitive ears sting to begin with but the pain of her mom’s sudden passing worsened it. The dark pounding that the thunder had produced was forever embedded in her memories along with the empty feeling of losing a parent. Whenever it rained this heavily, Willa couldn’t help but let the thoughts of her mother consume her mind.
She squeezed her eyes shut in his shoulder. The reminder of their mother‘s passing now weighing down on her conscious mind. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be stronger for you when you were little.” Her thumb rubbed against the cloth that covered his arm.
“Sometimes I think you were too strong, Willa.” He replied.
She made no effort to respond, focusing on his words.
She pulled away from their shared embrace, holding him close by latching her hands to both sides of his arms.
Her eyes searched his face with a weak smile before cupping his cheeks. “You are just like her, Wyatt.”
It was true, Willa had always noticed her mom in Wyatt. Their mother always had a certain spark of kindness within her. The kind that could make you feel loved and safe within seconds. It was the same kindness that Wyatt held.
“…I see her in you all the time.”
Willa had always felt the intense need to protect him from every danger of the world. It hurt her heart when mom died but she knew she had to show up for her brother. She knew she had to force herself to pull it together for him.
She became strong so that he didn’t have to be.
Wyatt smiled between her hands. “I’ll watch the pups for you tonight.” He promised. “You should sleep, you need the rest.”
Before Willa could open her mouth to protest, he interrupted her with a smile. “Don’t worry, I got it.” Wyatt grinned.
Willa smiled softly. “…Thank you.” She whispered.
Willa observed Wyatt as he left the room, watching him turn to look at her before wishing her a goodnight.
As she went to lie down, she noticed that the sound of thunder and rain pattering on the walls of the den suddenly didn’t seem so scary anymore.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Danny Phantom
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Danny Fenton & Sun (the star), Danny Fenton & Vega (the star)
Characters: Danny Fenton, Vega (the star), Sun (the star)
Additional Tags: Mentioned Maddie and Jack Fenton, Mentioned Frostbite, Mentioned Pandora, Mentioned Clockwork - Freeform, Astronomy, Stars, Ghosts Stars AU, Danny is a star, in the literal sense of the term, Family Bonding, Found Family?, I mean technically they already were family, but at least one of them didn't know?, it makes more sense if you'll read it; trust me (≧∇≦), Fluff and Humor, Sun Is Unhinged, Humans are space orcs, but that's why they love us, Bullying, Between Stars, non-binary characters, they're stars Tiffany of course they don't have a gender, no beta we die like danny
Series: Part 14 of Haunted Drabbles
Summary:
Danny was on a mission: find an obscure crystal in the depth of a part of the Zone where even the most brave beings didn't venture because it was too unsettling.
But given that the rock was necessary to achieve what was practically a star/warp-gate, the halfa was ready to attempt the journey.
But what's hidden inside the complete darkness of the Black Skies? And will Danny be able to find his objective?
Happy Birthday @floralflowerpower !
You deserve this and all the happiness in the world and beyond, hope you'll enjoy it!
The original idea about the "Dead Star Ghosts" came from @sadlynotthevoid and (even if I tweaked it a bit) a shout out for them for it!
Same for EmeraldAndAmethyst for suggesting me this title, I love it!
Now it's Invisobang Time, wish me good luck!
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