"OH she's THAT GIRL! "

🏷 Your job is to exist in this world and get everything you wanted and make people wonder at your presence.

★ Hmm... Explain how you get everything you wanted in seconds?? How are you so perfect with no flaws??

Unreal

🌠 You look unreal with your flawless beauty! From top to bottom you are described as perfection!

🌠 Your manifestation skills are top-tier with easily adjustable mindset. You can LITERALLY SHIFT TO ANY REALITY

🌠 There is nothing in this world which is a "limit" to you. You do every shit at ease.

🌠 YOUR MANIFESTATION SKILLS, YOUR BEAUTY, YOUR GRADES, YOUR DREAM JOB, YOUR DREAM HOUSE, YOUR SP, YOUR PARENTS, YOUR REALITY, LITERALLY EVERYTHING WHAT YOU WANT HAS ALWAYS BEEN YOURSS!!

"Smile for me baby"

🌠 lemme tell ya that your smile is cute asf that you get everything what you want by just smiling !!?!??!

🌠 Your smile holds a special place in everyone's heart as the most precious thing in this whole entire world

🌠 JUST LIKE YOUR SMILE, YOUR PERSONALITY, YOUR SUCCESS, YOUR BEAUTY, ANY FUCKIN CAPACITIES YOU WISHED TO HAVE IS ALREADY YOURS AND IS ADORED BY EVERY SOUL AROUND YOU!

Happiness, love, spoiled nature

🌠 These three words may not be enough to explain your perfect soul but you are totally surrounded by happiness, love and being spoiled.

🌠 If there is something or someone which or who makes you even a little sad, they or that thing or situation never happened! its not real if it doesn't satisfy you

🌠 Therefore, happiness, love and being spoiled is your only basic nature so shut your negative ass thoughts and dwell in your 4d of being, living as your desired self!

WITH LOTS OF LOVE,

ADILYNN YURI

song number 10 :)

I left my soul exposed

To frail hands who hold

My fate up in the air

And through their fingers fall

The meaning of it all

Down to the floor it goes

Is There Anybody Here? - The Dear Hunter

If you are still taking requests, may I please inquire if I could have a drawing of Jason and Tim working together as a team, please?

this probably isnt exactly what you had in mind, but i think that red robin and batboy from that one death in the family movie ending are so precious

the cowl in question:

bonus:

https://www.tumblr.com/rafesmuse/743661178308427776/rafe-cameron-the-type-of-boyfriend-to-keep-your?source=share

this!!! but you’re Sarah’s best friend. Rafe being a dick constantly finds a way to flash your nudes in front of her. One day she asks when you got that tattoo because she’s never seen it before. You think no one but rafe should be able to see that tattoo, when the realisation hits you turn bright red and you definitely shout at him about it later that night but he’s too busy trying to undress you to listen

link!

omg pls he’s such a fucking dickhead sdjdkdkd like that man does not give a fuck! he’d be with sarah in the house when he ‘accidentally’ drops his wallet with your nudes inside of it and acts like he doesn’t notice so she picks it up for him. “rafe you dropped your wa- what the fuck is this?” “oh whoops, im just so clumsy, aren’t i?” he’d reply sarcastically with a smug smile on his face as he snatches the wallet from sarah’s hand.

“i didn’t know you had a tattoo” sarah would later bluntly say when you’re hanging out together, completely catching you off guard. “what? i- i mean, i do, but how do you kn-“ your eyes instantly widen when the realisation eventually hits.

so later that night, you storm into rafe’s room, shouting, while he just lazily sits on his bed, scrolling on his phone. “RAFE CAMERON, I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD. why the FUCK did sarah see those pictures?!” “jesus, relax baby, it was just an accident, a’ight?” he snaps back as you now sit next to him on the bed, still glaring at him with an infuriated expression. “rafe! those are meant for your eyes only!” he’s too busy now attentively pulling the traps of your top down, not even paying attention to what you’re saying anymore. “yeah yeah, i’ll be more careful next time, got it. now, c’mere and let me make it up to you.”

SOOBIN + PURPLE for @soobrownie 💜

mmmmothwing and 15??? if no one has asked that yet

baby, though I've closed my eyes i know who you pretend i am i know who you pretend i am

washing machine heart ; mitski

OKAY BUT how about Older¡Ghost extremely jealous when his neighbor (reader) brings someone to her house to fuck with her? He would be extremely mad about it, but couldn't help but hear her moans and whimpers, wishing it was him instead making her feel good. (And to be honest, she may only did that to caught Ghost's attention )

YESSS god I love the idea of jealous Older!Ghost (it took me way too answer this i am so so so sorry anon!!!)

(warnings: smut, fem reader, older!ghost, jealousy, blowjobs, face fucking)

(word count: 1908)

It's 3am and Ghost hasn't gotten an ounce of sleep. How could he, when he can hear you moaning so sweetly through the walls. This has been a nightly occurrence. Ghost would go to bed, lay there for a while as he scrolled through pictures of you on his phone, and then the moaning would start.

The first time it happened, Ghost brushed it off, he's heard you pleasuring yourself through the walls before. Hell, he's even watched you. But this time you sounded different. Not so breathy, more high-pitched. Exaggerated.

The second time, he heard the creaking noise. Your bed must be rocking back and forth. Again, not the first time Ghost has heard that, but it is the first time he's heard grunts to go along with it.

Now, at three o'clock in the morning, Ghost has finally had enough. He climbs out of bed, feeling angry and annoyed. Angry that his sleep is being disrupted, and annoyed that he's hard from your moans.

He storms out of bed and out of his house, making his way towards your home in only a pair of grey sweatpants and socks, the imprint of his hard cock visible at the front of his sweats.

There's no response when Ghost knocks the first time, so he goes to knock again but your front door swings open before he can. "Mr. Riley!" You exclaim, slightly out of breath. "W-what's the matter?"

Ghost looks you up and down not so discreetly, noting the fact that one of your pant legs is riding up a little, and your shirt is up slightly, revealing the hickies and bite marks littering your stomach.

A twinge of jealousy filled Ghost at the sight. He has no right to be jealous, he knows that, but he is. You are his. Not officially, but you belong to Ghost. He knows what you like, how to crook his fingers to make you cry out his name, what filthy things to say to make you an embarrassed, whining mess.

That man in your bed probably has no idea what to do, he most likely just whipped his dick out and tried to put it in you, not even bothering to make you cum on his fingers first. He's probably your age, too. Young, immature, thinks with his dick.

Ghost can feel himself getting riled up the more he thinks about that stupid guy in your house. Ghost's is gonna give him what he deserves, the second he leaves your house Ghost is gonna wrap his hands around his throat and watch the life bleed from him-

"Simon?" Your sweet voice coos, pulling Ghost out of his spiraling thoughts. "Have a nice night." Ghost grunts out, turning away and walking straight back to his house.

Going to your house was a bad idea. You're a grown woman, for God's sake. He should leave you alone and stop being such an obsessive old man.

The sound of your sock-covered feet hitting the pavement has Ghost turning around before he enters his house. "Simon!" You say, looking up at him as you come to a stop on his front doorstep. "What's wrong? Is everything okay?" There's clear concern in your eyes, making Ghost's heart melt.

"'M fine, love. Don't worry 'bout me." Ghost sighs, reaching forward to ruffle your hair. "Go back inside, 'm sure your guest is waitin' for you."

Ghost tries to turn around again but your hands reach out and grab the waistband of his joggers. "He..." You mumble, looking down at your feet. "He doesn't make me feel as good as you do." You admit as you glance up at Ghost with pleading, desperate eyes.

"Love..." Ghost sighs again "'M too old for you, alright? Go back inside, pretty girl." He leans forward and kisses your forehead softly and strokes your hair before pulling back.

Suddenly, you're on your knees in front of him, hands tugging at his waistband. "Please, Simon?" You coo, palming him through his joggers. Ghost swears under his breath, cock twitching and his hands curling into fists as he fights off the urge to give in.

No, he gave in once. He got his fill, he shouldn't be greedy. But you look so pretty in front of him, kneeling on the hard concrete, your face so close to his throbbing cock.

"You really want this, don't you?" Ghost says as he rubs the bridge of his nose. "Come on, get up. Don't want you kneeling on the concrete." Ghost reaches down and pulls you up, guiding you into his house.

Once the door is shut, you sink to your knees again, eager to please Ghost. "Fuck, you're eager." Ghost breathes as he undoes the ties on his sweatpants, pushing the garment down past his hips, exposing his cock to you.

He watches as your throat bobs and you swallow, your hands sliding up and down his thighs impatiently. Ghost wraps a hand around himself and strokes himself a few times, watching as you shuffle forward and open your mouth.

"Just this once." Ghost thinks to himself as he grabs the back of your head and slowly pushes his cock inside your waiting mouth, groaning loudly as the feeling of your warm, wet mouth engulfs him.

His hand guides you up and down the length of his cock, his fingers tangled in your hair and tugging ever so slightly. He has to fight the urge to buck forward, to fuck into your mouth as you drool all over him.

When he feels your hand on his balls suddenly, he jolts, a moan being shocked out of him as you gently roll them in your hand. "Attagirl," Ghost praises softly, barely audible over the sound of your slurping and gagging as you try to pleasure him at your pace, not his.

Ghost lets you do what you want, letting go of your hair and watching as you scoot forward and take more of Ghost into your mouth. It's a delicious sight, seeing your mouth stretching around him as your fingers wrap around the base of Ghost's cock.

You move further down Ghost's shaft each time, taking more and more of him. Your lips bump into your fingers as you take away one each time, building yourself up until finally you've got Ghost's cock buried deep in your throat, your neck bulging ever so slightly.

"Fuuuck," Ghost groans as he throws his head back, bumping it into the wall. His hips jerk, forcing himself further down your throat and making his heavy balls slap against your face. When you swallow around him, it takes everything in him not to cum right then and there. He has to pull you back so he can control himself.

You're pulled off with a wet cough, one hand holding your throat while the other wipes the spit from your mouth. "Why'd you stop?" You rasp as you look up at Ghost, licking your lips.

"Got close." You tilt your head at his explanation. "Why didn't you just cum then?" Your hand finds its way back to Ghost's cock, your thumb and forefinger gently pulling back Ghost's foreskin as you wait for a response.

"Didn't know if... mhm, if you wanted me to." He pauses mid-sentence as you wrap your lips around his tip, lapping the milky white precum beading from his slit. Your tongue digs under his foreskin, licking him teasingly.

You're so good at this, making Ghost feel like he has no control and you're in charge when you're only giving him a blowjob. You're not even doing anything special, not ordering him around or trying to be dominant, you're just gently suckling on his cock and now you've got him wrapped around your finger.

And it's not fair. Ghost wants to fuck a pretty girl like you with no repercussions, but he knows that's not possible, the moment they're having explains that all away. You can't get pleasure from anyone other than Ghost, and he can't stop himself from pleasuring you.

He's trying so hard to focus and what you're doing, but the way your hand strokes him and your tongue laps at him has him feeling floaty and drunk so he doesn't notice when he starts thrusting his hips forward slowly, fucking into the wet heat of your mouth.

Your hands hold onto his hairy thighs as he gently fucks your mouth, your nails scratching lightly as you let him do what he wants. He sounds so gorgeous, breathy moans and groans escaping his throat as he rocks his hips.

You watch him, big eyes looking up at Ghost curiously as you swallow. He looks so good from where you're kneeling, mindless yet focused as he moves you up and down on his cock like you're a toy, just a thing for his pleasure.

And you let him. You let him drag you along his cock or hold you still so he can fuck into your mouth; you let him lose himself as he stares into your teary, lustful eyes.

"So pretty down there." Ghost mumbles, slurring his words as if he's drunk on the feeling of you. "Perfect little mouth, so warm..." His hand moves from the back of your head to the side, Ghost's other hand joining in as he holds you still and slowly thrusts into your mouth, letting out breathy little grunts each time.

He's close, you can tell from the way his breathing speeds up and hips move faster, eagerly bucking into your mouth. Ghost gets rough when he's close, you know that, so you're prepared when he adjusts his stance and grips your head tighter, pulling you down so your nose is buried in the thick hair at the base of his cock.

"Fuuuck," Ghost groans as he feels your throat contract, watches as your eyes water and your hands grip his thigh. "Good fucking girl, takin' me so well." His thumb swipes below your eye, wiping away your tears as his hips snap against your face, balls slapping your chin.

"'M close," He pants, feeling his cock twitch in your mouth. "You gonna swallow it like a good girl?" At his words, you moaned, eyebrows pinching as you scooted forward on the floor and licked at the sensitive vein on the underside of Ghost's cock.

“Yeah, ‘s what I thought.” His hands tighten their hold on your head, pulling you closer to him. You’re a gagging, drooling mess, hands planted in your lap as you hear Ghost let out a loud, long moan, his hips stilling as he forces his cock further into your mouth, spilling his seed down your throat.

When Ghost finally lets you off – after holding you there for an unreasonable amount of time – you splutter and cough, one hand gingerly holding your throat while the other wipes your mouth.

You stand up after a moment, knees clicking and cracking from being so stiff and you look at Ghost with a tiny smile on your face and a happy expression. Boldly, you lean closer, standing on your tiptoes as you go in for a kiss.

But Ghost stops you with a hand on your shoulder, shutting you down. “We shouldn’t.” He shakes his head as he speaks. He can see the look of hurt and confusion in your eyes as you step back, visibly embarrassed.

“Um, I’ll go now.” You say softly, avoiding eye contact. “Bye, Mr. Riley.”

Can I hug moon?

Hugs! :D

BANG CHAN x ODDINARY ERA (INSP)

for @skz-maybe-incorrects / merry christmas juni!🖤

Which part of your Durge's body do you think Astarion likes the most?

Ok i have for me that Astarion (even A!Astarion) has a REAL soft spot for Izveta's lips 🫦

First of all , I'm so grateful that I found u . ILy 😍. Why did I not found u earlier? Your posts are so easy to read that a normal English speaker can understand it too .

Actually I'm manifesting super powers like a wizard or witch i know it's possible to do . I tried to go On a void but staying still on a current position is so hard for me and I think void is not for me . I believe in subs and a + p .

Do u think that robotic affirming shows attachment ? I want to detach but sometimes I feel like WHat if I forgot about my manifestation and it didn't manifest ?

Pls give me a tip .

Hii hii love!🌷I am glad that you are loving my posts! AAANDD I LOVE YOU SMMM💓😭🌷

⭐Babe! Everything works for you! Loa people didn't stated it for fun! If you don't feel comfortable with sitting in the same position while entering void, then assume that you can enter void at any moment it will happen even when you are shitting (just kidding lmao but you can tho!)

⭐Second, if you don't feel comfortable with void that's completely alright! You wanna hear subliminals to boost yourself/ to get results great! Do it! BUT BUT BUT DO NOT DEPEND ON IT. DON'T LET YOURSELF TO BE IN A SITUATION WHERE YOU HAVE A MINDSET THAT ITS IMPOSSIBLE FOR YOU TO MANIFEST WITHOUT HEARING SUBLIMINALS NOPE! you can do anything!

⭐Third, does robotic affirming works? Yes it does if you assume it does. Decide that it works for you ALWAYS. If you wanna detach from your consistent manifestations that's totally alright! You can do that at any time! Nothing can stop you from getting your manifestations! You get it at any moment of time.

🪐You are limitless and you always will be.

Time doesn't exist until we assume it does.

WITH LOTS OF LOVE,

ADILYNN🤍🌷

Hello, you may be my only hope. Can you draw someone taking care of spy? He can be wounded or anything of the sort, I just want someone to care for spy :(

Comfort your spy

𐙚 imagining daddy punishin me for not following the rules ! 𐙚

m sittin on the couch sucking on a lollipop , one of those twisty rainbow ones , before dinner . its a rule that i must eat dinner before havin any sweets bcuz daddy doesn wan me gettin full on candy !! but i get caught . daddy comes home n sees me sucking on the lollipop n frowns . he comes over to the couch n crosses his arms as i look up at him with big eyes . ૮₍˶ •. • ⑅₎ა

"what did daddy say about sweets baby ?"

" ....none before dinner..."

"mhm , youre a bad boy for disrespecting daddys rules . bad boys need to be punished ." he picks me up effortlessly n takes me to the bedroom n lays me down on the bed . he pulls my shorts n panties down revealin my little cunnie . he gives it a light smack before taking the lollipop out of my hand n slowly pushing it into my tight hole . i feel so embarrassed havin a lollipop in my cunny , but i cant not accept my punishment !! thats not what good boys do !!

daddy starts to move the candy in n out of my cunny , teasin me at how much m blushin n drippin . the lollipop feels weirdly good inside , i cant help but find pleasure in the punishment , but its so embarrassing !! ૮⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝ ა

daddy takes it out before i can cum and shoves it back in my mouth , makin me taste myself on the candy . he chuckles as he thrusts the lollipop in n out of my mouth just like he did with my cunny .

"you took your punishment well , youre such a good little boy . now spread those legs honey ." he goes down to lick at my sticky cunt , it tastes sweeter than normal bcuz of the candy !! he thrusts his tongue into my cunny until i cum alll over his face n daddy gives me head pats !! °ʚ(*´꒳`*)ɞ°

Could u write a fix of niki calling reader clingy and annoying and has to make it up to the reader because they over hear it and get into a argument leading to reader removing their promise ring?

also i really love your fics ur so talented!!! stay safe and healthy!!! |(￣3￣)|

Apology and Affection

Pairing: Niki x reader 🍓MASTERLIST

Genre: fluff

Wc: 641

Synopsis: niki was teasingly telling jake abt how clingy you are and you overheard it leaving you upset. noticing this niki decides to make it up to you.

a/n: this is saur cute really. tyyyy anon, u too, take care and stay safe! 💋💋🩷💕

Niki knew he messed up today when he told Jake about you, telling him that even though you are adorable, you get too clingy and into his personal space making him annoyed and calling you needy. But unbeknownst to him, you heard everything, breaking down each time you whatever he said rings in your head. It broke his heart watching you lay in bed all day, eyes dull with hurt. So now he was going to do whatever to make it up to you. “hi baby,” he said, sitting next to you on the bed and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. you just shrugged and swatted his hand off. He paused before placing his chin on your shoulder, watching you get annoyed and scoot away. He watched as you got out of the bed, taking a pillow and blanket and going to the living room. His heart sank as he kept his arm on where you used to lay. And now he REALLY messed up. He got out of the bed and followed you into the living room like a cat following it’s owner. Approaching her gently, Niki knelt beside the couch, his heart filled with regret. "Hey love," he said softly, reaching out to brush a stray strand of hair from your face. "I'm really sorry about what I said earlier. I didn't mean to hurt you." You looked up at him, your eyes still moist with unshed tears. "It's okay," you murmured, though your voice trembled slightly. "No, it's not okay," he insisted, his tone filled with genuine concern. "I should never have said that, even as a joke. I love you just the way you are, and I never want to make you feel bad about yourself." Your expression softened as you listened to Niki. You could see the sincerity in his eyes, and it warmed your heart. "I just... I don't want to be a burden to you," you admitted quietly. Niki shook his head gently. "You're not a burden, love. You're my favorite person in the world," he said, a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "And besides, a little clinginess is just a sign of how much you love me, right?" You couldn't help but smile at his attempt to lighten the mood. "I do love you," you said softly, your eyes meeting his. "I love you too, more than words can express," Niki replied, leaning in to kiss your forehead tenderly. As you sat together on the couch, Niki started to tickle your sides gently, eliciting a surprised squeal from you. Laughter filled the room as you playfully teased each other, the tension from earlier dissipating with each shared giggle. "You're lucky I love you," Eunkyung teased, poking Niki's cheek playfully. He grinned. "And you're lucky I'm such a good boyfriend," he retorted, giving you a mock stern look before bursting into laughter again. Your playful banter continued, turning the atmosphere from somber to light-hearted. Niki made silly faces and told funny stories, doing everything he could to see you smile again. "I promise to be more mindful of what I say in the future," Niki said sincerely, his eyes locking with yours. "And I'll always be here to comfort you whenever you're upset, no matter what." You nodded, feeling grateful for Niki's understanding and love. "I know, and I appreciate that more than anything," you said, snuggling closer to him. As you cuddled on the couch, basking in the warmth of each other's presence, Niki whispered sweet words of reassurance and affection into your ear. You closed your eyes, feeling a sense of love wash over. In that moment, you both knew that misunderstandings were a part of any relationship, but what truly mattered was how you handled them together, with love, understanding, and a healthy dose of playfulness.

Can we get an ass on sink pic? Maybe in a thong? Don't see it as much these days 😊😍

Ask and you shall receive 🤭💕 (I’ll be posting the rest I took later~<3)

would you write a little something about aaron catching jack and reader having a midnight snack, and aaron scolds them at first but he melts when he sees their smiles ? i love your blog ❤️‍🩹

hello hello! first of all, thank you 🥲💛 you just made my heart melt in happiness! i really hope you like it, anon! (reader is not an Agent here!)

Requests are open ✨

There was only one thing you and Jack Hotchner hated in equal measure: the days Aaron was away on cases. Okay, that and broccoli. But Aaron being away was way worst that broccoli. Maybe.

Nevertheless, the fact that sometimes — when Jess wouldn’t be able to take care of Jack, or when you were free from your own job duties (being a Doctor made sure your schedule was almost as hectic as Aaron’s) — you were able to spend those miserable moments together was usually enough to cheer you both up.

It was in one of those nights, after you found out that you wouldn’t have to pull double duty at the hospital and your date night with Aaron and Jack had suddenly became a date night with only Jack, Aaron being called away for a case, that you and Jack started your favorite nightly ritual.

Jack had woken you up after a nightmare, his eyes teary as he looked at you with a pout, rambling at the late hour about the monster inside his wardrobe. It wasn’t a very specific tale — as specific as a kid his age could create with their fearful mind —, but you had learned soon in your relationship with Aaron that the monster inside Jack’s wardrobe had been real, and that he had killed Haley, Aaron’s late wife.

Aaron had never gotten in details about the story of Haley’s murder, but you knew the important information: she had been killed by someone Aaron was hunting at his work, and Jack was hiding inside a box in Aaron’s old office, having heard the shot that killed his mom. Since then, Jack would externalize the memory in nightmares, his mind filling in the blanks he — thankfully — didn’t get to see.

“Can I sleep with you?” Jack had asked that night, once he had finished describing his nightmare, head tucked on your lap as you ruffled his hair slowly, soothingly, “Please?”.

“Of course, sweet pea” you replied, your voice hushed as you’ve noticed he was in the brink of sleep, eyes closing off by the minute, but the little boy too afraid to allow himself to fall back to sleep.

That was the moment you decided it was time.

“You know, Jackers…” you started, a smirk on your face when you noticed his attention had been caught by the mysterious tone of your voice as you kept combing his blonde locks, “Back home, whenever I had a nightmare, my Dad and I would have midnight snacks”.

Jack turned his body to look up at you, his eyes slightly wide as he shook his head quickly, almost terrified at the insulting idea. He was Aaron’s son, after all.

“Daddy says no midnight snacks” Jack whispered, and for a moment you believed he had forgotten Aaron wasn’t at home — even if the two of you were occupying Aaron’s bed, “He says it’ll make my tummy funny”.

“Daddy is not a doctor, I am” you shrugged mischievously, poking at Jack’s nose and feeling your heart warm when he laughed openly, “And I say midnight snacks keep the nightmares away. Do you wanna try?”.

Midnight snacks mostly definitely didn’t keep the nightmares away (you even had a few of them after having the snacks, and Aaron was definitely right to say that they’d make one’s tummy funny), but the fact that it had given Jack some peace of mind was enough to have you coming back to that tradition every night you were over at the Hotchner’s apartment.

That night wasn’t any different.

For some miracle, Aaron wasn’t away for a case for the first time in a few days, and (even more surprisingly!) you weren’t on double duty at the hospital, which meant that, for the first time in a while, you’d be able to spend the night with your boys, at the Hotchner’s home.

Which also meant that you and Jack would’ve to be cautious if you wanted to keep your nightmares away.

“I had a nightmare” Jack whispered in your ear after patting at your side for a few seconds.

You hadn’t been sleeping, because you knew that you moved a lot when waking up, so it would wake Aaron up and your small ritual with Jack would be ruined. But you was also aware that Jack liked to wake you up, to feel like your secret was being kept hidden, that you were safe and shared something that Aaron didn’t know about.

Maybe you were really turning Jack in a mini you. The thought made you smile.

“Go get ready” you instructed in a whisper, “I’ll be there in a sec”.

Jack giggled, and you had to shush him when Aaron moved, always a light sleeper. You waited until Jack’s steps couldn’t be heard in the hallway to stand up, moving on your toes outside the bedroom, cursing when the door creaked, but smiling in victory when Aaron didn’t even move.

Maybe you were really getting good at that.

You moved even more silently towards the living room, finding Jack already equipped with everything he could reach from your secret snacks cabinet — sweets, cookies, and even the kook-aid you had convinced Aaron to buy because you knew Jack loved (and you secretly loves, too).

“Do we have everything we need?” You asked, taking the seat beside Jack and smiling when he moved to lay his head on your chest, opening up the bag of homemade cookies and passing you one.

“We do!” Jack nodded.

Your smile was bright as you kissed Jack’s head, whispering softly, “So let’s scare those ugly nightmares away!”.

You took a bite of your cookie, basking on the amazing feeling they bought, only faintly hearing the sound of Jack taking a bite of his own…

And then the lights turned on.

You moved your head up so quickly that you could’ve had a whiplash, your eyes wide at the image of Aaron — dressed in his pajamas, not a sign of sleep in his eyes — facing you both with a scowl, his arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Can someone explain what is happening here?”.

You gulped audibly, and Jack almost dropped his cookie as he tried to move his body closer to yours. You knew that Aaron wouldn’t hurt you, but you also knew that look, and you didn’t like it.

“What have I said about midnight snacks, Jack?” Aaron asked, looking down at his son.

“That we can’t have them” Jack replied, his voice sounding firmer than you thought it would be, considering Aaron’s tone.

“We’re scaring nightmares away” you intervened, “One snack at a time”.

Jack nodded, pointed at you, “She said her daddy used to say ‘one midnight snack a day keeps the nightmares away’”.

“That he did” you smiled down at Jack, ruffling his hair for a second before looking up at Aaron, a sided, almost shy smile on her face, “Would you like to join us for cookies?”.

Aaron didn’t flinch, he didn’t move. You had your doubts he was even breathing.

That was, until Jack tried to open his Kool-Aid Bursts, the drink immediately falling all over both of your bodies, causing Jack to give a strangled scream and you to look at the red-colored drink all over your pajama pants.

“Oh my…”.

The sound of your laughter was the next thing that bursted through the living room, being followed by Jack’s, that immediately threw his body against your chest again, only making both your situations worst.

You looked up at Aaron to find a smile slipping through his face, only a small, hidden motion upwards of his lips, as if he didn’t want you and Jack to know that, even against his will, you had managed to soften him a bit.

“Come have snacks with us, Daddy!” Jack invited between panting breaths, the most captivating smile on his lips as he waved to his father, “We have cookies and muffins!”.

Aaron shook his head, moving to sit beside you and pulling both your bodies close to his, “This is the only time this is happening, okay?” He mumbled as you passed him a muffin — orange, as you knew he liked.

You nodded in agreement, nuzzling your body comfortably against his, a dazzled smile on your face, “Yeah, sure”.

It goes unsaid it definitely wasn’t the last time.

And none of you wanted it to be.

Thank you for the request ✨