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pierregazly · 8 months

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you make loving fun ꨄ pierre gasly smau

pierre gasly x fem!russell!reader

in which pierre has made it obvious he worships the ground his fiancé walks on, but her brother just has to make it clear he can fight if he needs to.

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pierregasly je t'aime mon chérie 🤍

georgerussell63 you better be sleeping in different beds. and the food better be fully cooked

ynrussell we've been engaged for 9 months. ynrussell and it's a fucking croissant it's obviously fully cooked you dolt

pierregasly

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pierregasly what a great winter break with my favourite person! time to get back to work 💪😈

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ynrussell i love youuuu

ynrussell thanks for massaging my sore ankles after :(

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username they are literally so CUTE

username i want to be ynrussell so bad... like she's so pretty and pierre brings her EVERYWHERE

georgerussell63 this doesn't seem like a safe date option

georgerussell63 my sister better be in one piece by the time you finally return her home

ynrussell i am a grown woman??? i am not being returned home??? what is WRONG with you pierregasly i think i'll keep her actually, sorry mate!

username do you guys think george is serious or is he just playing a joke

username he comments on EVERY single one of their posts... my mans gonna fuck pierre up if he ever steps out of line frfr

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ynrussell

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ynrussell a special happy birthday to the king of my heart 🫶🏻 one year closer to 30 handsome!!!

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username happy birthday pierregasly!!!!!!

charles_leclerc 🥳🥳🥳

pierregasly do you want to fight??? one year closer to 30???

georgerussell63 i've got this ynrussell, don't threaten my sister or it's game over

pierregasly je t'aime 🤍

georgerussell63 is there a video of pierre getting his face shoved into the cake? i'll pay good money for it

username george omg

username LMAOOOO pleaaaase george is ruthless does he even like his future brother in law

georgerussell63 no. happy birthday pierregasly.

username why is no one talking about how he's looking at her in that second photo???? the pure love??? im gonna cry i hate that i love them

username the 😭 king 😭 of 😭 my 😭 heart 😭

ynrussell

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ynrussell spoiled absolutely rotten by all the wonderful women in my life this weekend, thank you all for making my bridal shower so special 🫶🏻 (and an extra special thank you to my best friend for the beautiful present he dropped off for me in the middle of it all)

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carmenmmundt had so much fun celebrating the beautiful bride to be!!

username it makes my heart so full that carmen's planned so much of ynrussell's pre-wedding stuff, she has to be in the wedding party omg

username do we think george is one of pierre's groomsmen???

username if pierre doesn't want to die on his wedding day i'd hope so lol

georgerussell63 i hope pierregasly didn't ruin your special day by showing up. so happy to see how overjoyed you were in all the photos 💗

ynrussell pls stop harassing my fiancé. love you georgie.

username i literally cannot WAIT for their wedding, i just know pierre is going to go all out to make sure ynrussell is the happiest bride in the world (or george will get his ass)

pierregasly i stand by what i said, prettiest flowers for my prettiest flower 💐

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georgerussell63 can't believe the little girl who used to make me zip up her raincoat on the way to school is getting married tomorrow. honoured to be apart of your special day. and even though i mention it 14 times in my speech, pierregasly i know where you live and i will hurt you if you ever hurt her.

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ynrussell 🥺🥺

ynrussell i'm going to cry. love you always georgie 🥺

username the picture of him zipping up her coat i'm going to cry... my fav brother/sister duo HONESTLY

username i just know this man would get away with murder for her if he had to

username pierre would not stand a chance against george

username bestie be so fucking for real, george's skinny ass ankles wouldn't stand a chance against my man pierre

carmenmmundt i think you've made enough threats by now?

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pierregasly may as well make it 15 times, i just dont think 14 is enough little brother

georgerussell63 do NOT call me that

pierregasly and yngasly

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pierregasly i am truly the luckiest man in the world to finally be able to call myself your husband. the tears were worth seeing you in the most beautiful dress, on the most beautiful day. i will hold my vows until the day i die. je t'aime, i love you.

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username omg he cried!!!!!!

username i KNEW IT i knew pierre would be a crier my man's looks like he would be

username do we think george made him cry

username girl dont be delulu i'd be crying too if yngasly was about to be my wife

georgerussell63 i have a video of you crying. don't act up.

pierregasly wouldn't count on it lil bro. username pierre may get beat up without it even involving yngasly as this rate

yngasly can't believe i bagged myself such a looker

yngasly i love you mr. gasly

pierregasly i love you mrs. gasly

honestly this was one of those one's that i started, imagined myself in this position and then basically HAD to finish it. thank you to the lovely person who requested a russell!sister!reader who is engaged to pierre, who constantly get's threatened by george. i hope you all loved it!!

my requests are open

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tarjapearce · 10 months

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Lips anon! AHHH MY HEART 😭 💕 good, good food.

I love how the wife grabbed Miguel's ass lol brought me back to my childhood with my parents when my mother would get upset at my father.

This muggy ass weather stewed up an idea. Miguel and the wife taking the kids to the pool, and she gers jealous because there are more eyes on him than she likes lol

Jealous wife? 👀👀 yes.

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Pool day. A little break from everything, school, work and stressful situations. Despite you protesting for not wearing the swimming suits Miguel had gotten you, he finally convinced you to wear his favorite. The white one, that fit a bit too snug on your breast and made your rear to look bigger and bouncier.

All clad underneath a pair of shorts and one of his shirts, a long a hat and sandals, a fanny pack on your side filled with sunblock, hair ties and sunglasses. Miguel wore a pair of swimming trunks with spider prints motifs, sandals, his sun glasses and a deep blue button shirt.

Floaties, towels, extra clothes, snacks and foods were packed in the car, a 2018 Red Ford Escape.

Gabi wore her swimming suit under the shorts and flowery button shirt. Benjamin wore his trunks and a little shirt with a spider logo.

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Upon arriving, you looked for a spot next to the pool, and unpacked everything. Benjamin was held to your side, Gabriela was helping Miguel to set up the table and the things they would use for later.

The rest was too into their little world that you couldn't help but notice the stares of other women glancing at Miguel, that had just removed his shirt and slid his glasses back ontop of hid head.

"Let's go swim, Papa!"

"Uh uh, wait." You caked some of the sunscreen on her arms, face and every visible part of her body. She ran to the pool.

"Here, lemme." Miguel took Benjamin, and it was like a sight for sore eyes for the women staring. You frowned, and lathered up little Benji with sunscreen. You then moved to Miguel and smooched him a bit deeper you had intended to. Not that he minded.

A woman scoffed and turned her eyes.

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Your husband was handsome, and of course that the stares and ogglings at his way we're expected. Beefy, handsome, tall and a dilf father. He was playing with Benjamin and one of the floaties, letting his feet to kick on the water, as Gabriela was trying her hand at diving as she remained close. You just watched as you were sat under the umbrella, donning yourself with sunscreen.

The stares turned more shameless, when he submerged himself and slicked his hair back. The same woman that had scoffed, bit her lip at the sight.

The Audacity.

You had enough. You removed your sunglasses and your shorts, sat before him on the pool, your legs soaking.

Miguel approached and placed a kiss on your knees, holding Benjamin's floaty with one hand.

"God, it's awfully hot today."

"Get in, water is nice." His hand was placed on one of your thighs.

"Benji looks so adorable" You mumbled casually as you removed your shirt, Miguel had to do a double take before actually process what was happening. His mouth gaped softly. Good, you had his full attention. He licked his lips and with one hand pulled you effortlessly in the water, earning a triumphant squeal. from you

He kissed you deeply and smirked.

"¿'Tas celosa?" (You jealous?)

"Shut up."

He laughed and squeezed your butt underneath water, making your cheeks flush deeper, the hot weather disguising your embarrassment.

"No les hagas caso. Im yours anyway." (Ignore them.)

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reidsaurora · 9 months

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Hi hi hi I’ll take one leo birthday cake because we are leo baby twins with the prompt “you bought me flowers?” And Spence as a character. But since we are leo babies can I add a sprinkle of enemies to lovers co-workers??

grecy love, i am so so sorry this took so long to post 😭 i had every intention of posting this on your birthday and then writer's block happened and depression happened and health problems happened and it was a whole thing 😭💔 but i hope you enjoyed what i whipped up!! 🫶🏻

"Birthday Bouquet" ~ S. Reid

pairing: autistic!spencer reid x gn!reader

summary: "of two things you were certain: the first, you couldn't stand spencer reid; the second, he was the only person who remembered your birthday."

word count: 1,516

warnings: a lil angsty with a hint of miscommunication trope, mild swearing, i believe that's all!

genre: angst to fluff

extra notes: the end of this was rushed i won't lie, i pray you can all forgive me for that lol; the dividers in this post are from @anlian-aishang as always 🫶🏻

beta read by: @theghouligan and @dungeons-are-too-cold (love you both so so much 🥰)

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🧁 Leo Baby Birthday Cake - send me a character + a prompt from this list and i'll write you a blurb!

Of two things you were certain: the first, you couldn't stand Spencer Reid; the second, he was the only person who remembered your birthday.

You tried to cut your colleagues some slack. You were away on a case, after all. Everyone was probably busy dealing with their own shit, not to mention how rough it had been the past 48 hours working on the case. But still, not a single person had so much as wished you a happy birthday, and it wasn't until he caught you alone at the hotel that Spencer said anything.

After a long day of geographical profiling and visiting dump sites, all you wanted was to take a long shower and sleep as much as you could before another long day tomorrow.

At this point, you weren't sure if you even cared about your own birthday anymore. A full night's sleep was the only thing on your birthday wishlist currently. But when you walked into your hotel room and spotted that vase of red and white tulips, your jaw nearly dropped to the floor.

Clearly, someone had remembered, you just weren't sure who. So, naturally, you picked up the card, brows furrowing as you registered the all-too-recognizable chicken scratch handwriting on the back of it.

"These variegated flowers are one in a hundred thousand, but you are the only one of your kind. Happy birthday." - S. R.

Your heart flipped as you processed the words, a happy but surprised tear threatening to fall from your eye.

"Do you normally leave your door open for strangers?"

You turned to face Spencer, his signature sideways smile tugging at his lips. "You bought me flowers?" you asked in shock, your eyes meeting his.

He shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other. "I did," he admitted, eyes darting away shyly, "Happy birthday."

The exhaustion of the day must've had you unsure how to properly respond, because the next thing you knew, you were forcing back tears that were beginning to sting behind your eyes, and motioning him into your room. After he closed the door, you spoke again, your voice barely above a whisper. "You know, you're the only person who's told me that today."

His sideways smile quickly turned into a frown. "I'm sorry, Y/N." From what you could tell, he seemed sincere, which felt strange since he otherwise seemed to hate your guts.

You simply shrugged, deciding the pain was easy enough to deal with without his help. "I can't believe you remembered."

He gave a soft nod of his head. "Of course I remembered."

"I honestly thought you'd be the last person to remember. Although, you do have that eidetic memory, so-"

"I remembered," he corrected. "Actually remembered. I made a conscious effort to remember."

Your brows furrowed, confusion swirling around in your mind and muddling your thoughts. You wondered why Spencer, your sworn enemy, would take the time to remember your birthday? Why would he allow even the smallest of crevices in his brain to be consumed by thoughts of you?

"What? I thought you hated me…" your voice trailed off, your eyes darting to look at the flowers, the ground, anywhere but his gaze.

You could almost hear the hurt and confusion in his voice when he spoke again. "I never hated you. If anything, I always thought you hated me."

You sighed, figuring you might as well tell him the truth. "I did. I mean, you're always correcting me. You won't even look at me half the time. I don’t think you’ve ever accepted one of my hugs or even a handshake for that matter. And just last week, when I tried to offer you one of my crackers from the vending machine, you looked like you were gonna throw up. I mean -"

"Y/N," he said with a soft chuckle. Your gaze shot up to meet him and that familiar look of discomfort took over his expression.

"Why are you laughing?" you asked, confusion racing through your mind.

"Because," he laughed again, a little louder this time, "I never hated you, Y/N. I just… I'm autistic."

You looked away again with slow blinks, burying your face in your hands. Embarrassment and guilt filled your gut, and you were honestly unsure how you hadn't connected the dots sooner. "I'm such an ass."

He pulled your hands away from your face, and you were quite shocked, considering how much the man hated physical touch. "It's okay. You couldn't have known. I don't really tell anybody because some people think it'll slow them down on the field or in the office."

A pout formed on your lips at the thought. Sure, you were sworn enemies with the man—or so you'd thought—but you could never imagine someone being mean to him like that.

Your hands fidgeted as you thought about what to say next, but if you had to be truthful, you weren't really sure what you could say. You wanted to kick yourself for being an ass, for creating an environment where Spencer felt like he couldn’t be open with you. But mostly, you currently wanted to kick yourself for noticing how pretty he looked at that moment.

"You still there?" he chuckled, hands sliding into his pockets.

Your shoulders shrugged again as you brought yourself back to reality. "Yeah," you answered, probably a little too quickly. "Um, thank you for the flowers, they're lovely."

In a couple swift motions, you were all but shoving him out of your room. "Wait-" he began to protest as you started to close the door.

"It's late, we should sleep. Not together!" you panicked over your words. "I just mean we should both get some sleep before the flight home tomorrow. In our own respective rooms. Our respective rooms in this hotel, that is. Obviously you can't go home and rest in your bedroom. That's what the flight is for!" With every word that flew out of your mouth, you cringed harder. Finally, you settled on telling him, "Good night, Reid," before finally getting him out the door.

Your back rested against the now closed door, fingers sifting through your hair as you attempted to collect your thoughts.

Why would you think Spencer of all people was attractive all of a sudden? Up until two minutes ago, you thought he hated you. Up until two minutes ago, you hated him too.

Or maybe that's just what you'd been telling yourself…

A subtle tap against the door had you coming up for air yet again. You made a mental note to tell your therapist about your sudden bout of brain fog.

As he did before, Spencer stood on the other side of the door, hands fidgeting and eyes struggling to maintain contact with yours.

"Can I kiss you?" he all but blurted out.

Either this was a dream or your ears deceived you. There was no way Spencer Reid, the guy who wouldn't even shake hands with people, wanted to kiss you. Or wanted to kiss you. "What?"

"You just… you look really pretty and you seem nervous, and kissing actually produces endorphins, which help relax the body. Although, I guess hugging works the same way, but kissing spreads less pathogens than hugging, and- now I'm rambling, aren't I?"

He must've caught the nervous giggle you were struggling to hold back. "Yeah, you do that a lot. But it's okay. It's kind of endearing."

His face went fully red at your comment. "So… is that a yes?"

You gave him a nod, though you couldn't shake the anxiety in the pit of your stomach. Your hands moved to his cheeks, pulling him down for a slow kiss. It felt like electricity pumping through your veins, butterflies swirling around in your tummy, and just about every other cliche you could think of. His kiss was intoxicating, and if you hadn't needed to come up for air, so to speak, you probably would've stayed there like that all night.

He leaned his forehead against yours, his jaw nearly dropping to the floor. "Woah," he exhaled with all the amazement of a kid at an amusement park.

"Woah," you copied. You couldn't help the smile that appeared on your lips. "I can't believe that just happened."

"Me either," he admitted with a nervous shrug. "But… I wouldn't mind doing it again."

You let out a shaky exhale, resting your forehead against his. "Well, for future reference, you don't have to ask. That was… woah."

"So, I can just-"

Without warning, he pulled you in for another kiss, and the butterflies fluttering around in your stomach multiplied tenfold.

He pulled away, scratching at the back of his neck. "Sorry. I just really enjoyed that."

You gave him a soft smile as you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him closer for a soft hug. "I did too."

"So I can just keep kissing you? Over and over? As much as I want?"

You nodded against his chest. "That's the plan now, I guess."

"Woah."

You giggled against him, warmth filling you from head to toe. "Woah, indeed."

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box-of-roses · 1 month

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୨⎯ "Would You Fight for Me" ⎯୧

Characters: Daichi, Sugawara, Tanaka, Nishinoya, and Hinata

Warnings: Fights, blood, injuries

A/N: I’m coming back slowly but surely from my writers block 😭 the request -> Intimidating S/O

Daichi

Definitely gets worried about all the fights you get in. Don’t worry though, he eventually learns to keep bandaids and gauze pads on hand at all times.

Your first date he was a little shocked when you walked over to him in your full goth makeup and outfit but quickly got over his shock. Thought you looked really good and wondered how long it took you to get ready

Tried to do your makeup one day and it make both of you laugh

The minute someone even thinks of making fun of you he’s on it. He knows you can handle yourself but you’re his partner let him do this :)

“Eww, look at them. Why is he with them?” His head whips around so quick. Holds your hand and you two share a look. You nod to let him handle it this time with a little smirk on your face.

“I’m with them because they make me laugh and make my heart flutter. They also have good taste which is something you’ll never have.” You smile and wave at them and blow a kiss before continuing to walk with Daichi

Sugawara

Saw you outside of school first and he’s definitely one to want a goth partner. I can’t explain he just gives off those vibes

Kisses your hands after fixing them up when you come back from a fight

So much chaos. You two pull pranks on everyone

The minute someone tries to insult you the both of you are laughing as he watches you handle them.

He finds it hot when you fight people

“Those two are so different. How did she bag him? Their makeup is too much, and look at how bad it looks! I could be so much better with him.” You turn and Suga just crosses his arms and smiles.

“At least I don’t look like I got dressed in the dark. I mean come on, those earrings with that makeup? It’s hilarious that you think you could have a shot with him. Maybe you should check how caked your makeup looks before commenting on other people’s makeup.”

Suga gives you a kiss before walking away with you. “You’re so hot when you do that.”

Tanaka

Begs you to do your makeup on him

Like he’ll see how good you look with it and is like “Please baby!!!! I wanna match with you!”

Leads to you going to a thrift store to get some stuff for him

Didn’t think he would enjoy it as much as he does

You hand him a couple band tees, button ups, and some leather pants. “Go try these on love.” He smiles as he goes into the changing room and sees how it looks.

“I look so hot babe!” You chuckle and roll your eyes a bit.

“You gonna come out and show me?” The curtain flings open and he flexes and poses as he shows off his outfit.

“My ass looks so good in these jeans!” He does another spin. “Now jewelry and makeup and we can match.” You hand him some jewelry you found and he puts it on excitedly.

“Go change back and we’ll get that. When we get back home I’ll do your makeup and we can go out tomorrow to show it off.”

Nishinoya

Much like Tanaka he wants you to do his makeup

You think you fight a lot? He’s backing you up in all of them. You don’t need it but he can’t help it. Someone fights with you they get him too. Package deal right there

You both go to the nurses office way too often

She knows you both by name now. Literally just sighs when the two of you walk in with bruises and cuts

“Wait on the beds and I’ll bring the supplies back.” You and Noya hobble over to the beds and wait for the nurse to get back.

“You looked so hot babe! When you hit that guy and he ran away!” Noya smiles at you as you roll your eyes. “Why are you kinda….”

“Yeah, yeah, pack it up!” You say as the nurse comes back and fixes the both of you up.

“Could you two please fight less? I’m running low on bandages again.”

“We’ll try!” You both say as she sighs.

“You kids have fun this weekend.” She puts away the first aid kit as the both of you walk off hand in hand.

Hinata

Brags that he got a s/o before Kageyama

“Guess who got a partner. This guy! They’re literally so Wow! You know?” Noya and Tanaka understand as he goes on describing how he feels so “woosh!” Are you and how being with you makes him feel like playing volleyball.

“How did you bag them?” Is what everyone is thinking as you walk in bruised with bandaids and cuts on your face and hands. Speaking of your hands you have a bento box in them. You smile as you walk over to your boyfriend.

“Hi love, I brought you a snack since I know you get really hungry during practice.” The jealousy is radiating off of literally everyone as Hinata smiles and hugs you before taking the box and beginning to eat. You stay around and watch the rest of practice.

You two go on the best dates

He goes with you to all of your concerts.

You wanna see this person? Suddenly he has two tickets. Where did they come from? Don’t worry about it

Starts listening to goth music so he can understand when you start talking about your bands

RULES NAVIGATION

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jellysweets · 10 months

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pity party. | alhaitham x fem!reader

in which alhaitham is working and forgets about your birthday for the second year in a row.

angst w/comfort ; fluff ♡

★ : warnings : possible neglect, heavily implied kaveh has a crush on reader, not proofread because i am silly.

★ : characters : alhaitham .. ft bestfriend!kaveh !

★ : a/n : iimmmm baaaack!!! rubs hands together deviously… anyways i got the WORST writers block while writing this it took literal days to finish😭 im so happy to finally be done with this.

your birthday last year was…. well, interesting. your boyfriend, alhaitham, got so caught up in work that he forgot about your birthday! you believed he wouldn’t forget this year.. but oh, you were wrong.

you woke up in an empty bed, which was typical. usually, your boyfriend already gone. usually, he would leave a note on your bedside table. today was different.. there was no note. if this were an anime, there would be a question mark next to your head.

“maybe he took off work today!” you thought.

you hopped right out of bed and ran to the kitchen, excited to see your boyfriend, hoping for a sweet birthday gift.

you arrive to a completely empty kitchen.. not a soul in sight. your heart drops..

had he forgot again? you thought.. you shake your head.

no way, maybe they just didn’t let him off work.. im sure he’ll be back real soon. you thought with enthusiasm, cracking a smile. taking a seat on the couch, warming up with the blanket that smells just like alhaitham, and turning on the tv.

then.. a few hours pass.. nothing.

a few more hours.. something!

you hear the door open, and your mind goes straight to alhaitham. you run over to the entrance of the home you share with your boyfriend and best friend, in which you were immediately let down. instead of your gray haired boyfriend, you see the blonde haired architect.

“hey, y/n, happy birthday!” he smiles balancing a cake in one hand, and a beautifully wrapped gift in the other.

your smile and shoulders dropped, “…hi kaveh.” you mutter, a defeated look on your face. you left the door open and turned around, on your way back to your seat on the couch. you grab a pillow, and hold it close to your chest. you lie down and let out a heavy sigh, your eyes fluttering shut.

kaveh raises an eyebrow at your antics, quickly placing the items in his hands down on your kitchen counter…

…the counter where you were hoping to see a gift for you on your birthday from alhaitham.. or at the very least a cake.

your heart sinks again at the thought that alhaitham had forgotten your birthday the second year in a row.

you feel tears in your eyes begin to well up, you use the pillow to cover up your face. you feel something pulling the pillow from your face, you open your eyes and are faced with your childhood best friend kaveh sitting in front of you on the floor.

“hey, hey.. what’s wrong? what’s got the birthday girl so sad?” he reaches his hand out to your sad face to wipe your tears. you let out a full blown sob, tears beginning to stream down your face.

“h-haitham.. he,” you choke on a sob “i think he forgot about my birthday again.” you hold your face in your hands, hiding your face in embarrassment.

you once again feel kaveh’s warm touch, his hands pulling yours away from your face, looking at you ever so gently.

“again?! my god.. that jerk..” he grumbles, his grip on your hands tightening with frustration. you wince and he’s brought back to reality.

“sorry.. i just.. seeing you cry over some guy who isn’t even worth your time seriously pisses me off.” he says, followed by a sigh.

“kaveh.. he still loves me.. he’s just caught up in work.” you give him a weak smile. his heartaches to see you like this. he opens up his arms to you, and you allow him to pull you in as you softly wrap your arms around him.

something so platonic to you.. was also something that made kaveh’s heart pound. he yearned for you, but you wanted that so-called “asshole” of a man. he’ll never believe that he really loves you, no matter how many times he sees that soft glare that alhaitham gives you.. and only you.

as you pull away, he feels yet another heartache. i could treat you so much better.. he thinks.

“y/n.. im gonna go give that boyfriend of yours a stern talking-to.” he declares.

“wha..! you don’t have to do that you know..”

“no, no. it’s okay. ive already got a pretty good plan in mind.” he winks cheekily.

“..aah.. okay.” you sigh nervously, twiddling your fingers.

kaveh stands up, waltzing over to the counter to pick the gift that he placed there once before. waving you a quick goodbye and then seeing himself out.

you lay back down on the couch, staring at the ceiling longingly. you pick up the tear soaked pillow and hold it close to your chest.

meanwhile….

kaveh just arrived at the akademiya, angrily searching for your idiot boyfriend, that beautifully wrapped gift in his hands that he was going to give to you earlier that day.

then, peering his head into alhaitham’s office, he spots the loser he was looking for.

knocking on the doorway, he strolls right, alhaitham giving him a confused glare.

“..what do you want.” he sighs.

“deliver this to y/n for me, i don’t have time to give it to her today.” he insists.

“..for what?” he raises an eyebrow slightly.

hearing him say that made kaveh furious. how could this so called “genius” be so oblivious?! kaveh tries his best not to flip.

“…for their birthday?” kaveh says pretty convincingly.

alhaitham’s eyes widen. how could he have forgotten?? immense guilt washes over him.

“wow.. did you seriously forget? sometimes i wonder if you really deserve them. you’re such a jerk…” kaveh shakes his head.

alhaitham doesn’t even have it in him to argue with his roommate. “..i.. deliver it yourself. i have some business to attend to.” he quickly struts out of the room.

kaveh let’s out a wide grin once alhaitham is out of sight, knowing his work was done here, all while thinking this never would’ve happened if he was your boyfriend.

alhaitham rushes to the jewelry store, with the most expensive, beautiful jewelry, already picturing the perfect gift in his head.

he buys you a beautiful ring.

the ring was a three stone diamond ring, the prettiest diamonds he had ever seen in his life. it reminded him of you, because you were the prettiest person he had ever seen in his life. it makes him smile a little, but he couldn’t really smile knowing he had hurt you heavily.

he made his way to your shared home.. secretly hoping kaveh would move out so he could have the house just to the two of you.

he stood silently before opening the door, quietly sighing before pushing open the door. he kicks off his shoes and sit them neatly on the rack, knowing it makes you happy to have a clean home.

he feels himself being a little bit nervous as he steps farther into the house.

suddenly, he walks into you sitting down at the kitchen table, crying your eyes out while you stare at the cake kaveh got you, knowing you’re alone once again. the flames on the candles die down slowly, as the wax of the candle begins to melt. your head rests on your knees, as your feet peer over the edge of the seat.

his heart drops completely. he couldn’t believe he had left you so utterly alone.

“..y/n..”

his sudden words startle you, and your head darts up from your knees, looking at him with wide, glossy eyes.

he couldn’t stand to see you like that anymore, he places the small bag containing the gift he got you on the counter and rushes over to pull you into a warm embrace. his head resting in the crook of your neck. you wrap your arms around him right away.

“im so sorry for forgetting, my love…” he mumbles into your neck.

“..haitham.. it’s.. it’s okay.” you press a kiss onto his cheek.

he feels the corners of his lips curl up and pulls away from you. “..i know i said this last year… but i promise i will never, ever forget again.” as he raises his slightly curled pinky.

alhaitham thought pinky promises were childish, but he knew you found them endearing, and you believed in them entirely.

you interlocked pinkies with him with a wide grin, your face still stained with tears.

you slightly peek over his shoulder, seeing the shiny silver gift bag sitting pretty on the counter.

he sees where your eyes are looking and he chuckles a little. he turns around and grabs the bag, then handing it to you.

he sees the glint in your eye, and it warms his heart. you gently open up the bag seeing a small black velvety box. you picked it up and opened it carefully, a small gasp falling from your lips.

you look at it as it sparkles with another one of your silly grins.

“..haitham.. it’s so beautiful.” you feel tears welling up in your eyes once again.

“that’s exactly why i got it for you. it’s beauty reminded me of you, sweetheart..”

“thank you so much, haitham. i love you so much.” you slide the ring onto your finger and pull him into another sweet embrace, kissing his neck.

you pull away from him as he gently whispers,

“happy birthday.”

you look at his face and realize he’s giving you that soft glare. that soft glare that he gives you… and only you.

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loveharlow · 2 years

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CUPCAKE CHAOS

PAIRING ‧₊˚ JJ Maybank x Fem!Reader

SYNOPSIS‧₊˚ [1.4k] A lazy Saturday spent attempting to bake before JJ shows up.

WARNING(S)‧₊˚ fluff, pet names (baby, sweetheart, etc.), mentions of drugs, swearing, mentions of food

A/N‧₊˚ This is my first post on here, I'd been stalling by organizing my blog (which I haven't even finished😭). I'm very nervous but I hope you guys like it!

˗ˏˋ jj masterlist ˎˊ˗

IT SEEMED AS IF ALL THE POGUES WERE BUSY AS SOON AS SUMMER BEGAN. John B was hanging with Sarah, Kiara had to help out her dad at The Wreck, Pope was getting the last of his community service hours, and your boyfriend wasn't answering his phone at all.

You had the house to yourself considering your parent were out on yet another business trip and you, being used to their absence, knew they wouldn't be back for another week at least.

It was around 2pm that your immense boredom and the unbearable silence of your home had taken over, prompting you to get out of bed and to look for something, anything, to do.

You tried looking for something to watch, all the shows seemingly uninteresting or cheesy. You tried stepping outside for some fresh air but the scorching sun that typically adorned the sky of the OBX didn't seem as appealing as it normally did, almost immediately bringing on a headache.

So, here you were, rummaging through the cupboards in your kitchen for who knows what.

Opening the cabinet just above the stove, you found some baking essentials—flour, icing, sugar, etc. You remembered your mom kept a recipe book from your late grandmother who loved baking with her whole heart.

She made all of your birthday cakes and treats and it became a staple of hers.

The only problem was you didn't exactly know where said recipe book was. Your mother never told you. But it had to be in the kitchen somewhere.

AFTER a couple minutes of going from cabinet to cabinet, drawer to drawer—you found the little recipe book. A small brown notebook that your grandmother printed her name on to. The small thing barely able to close with how full it was; inked pages, colored tabs sticking out of the side.

Sitting down on the counter-top, something your mother would surely scold you for, you flipped through it—searching for anything that sounded appealing.

A couple minutes pass and one page catches your attention. Valentine's Day Filled Strawberry Cupcakes. A brief glance over the recipe told you it was essentially just vanilla cupcakes iced with strawberry cream cheese icing and some kind of strawberry-purée filled center. Now, of course, it was nowhere near Valentine's Day but... who says it had to be in order spread a little love?

A smile crept its way onto your face, that sounds so damn good right now. You loved strawberries, you loved cupcakes, and you hadn't eaten anything all day.

You went back to the now open cabinet that sparked this idea, pulling out some of the ingredients that the cupcakes required; flour, sugar, baking powder, and vanilla extract. Moving to the fridge, you pulled out more. Eggs, Butter, Milk, Strawberry Cream Cheese... —who bought all of this? Your parents aren't necessarily home to cook often and you usually order something or eat with the Pogues. You should be grateful, you guess.

There were a couple of other ingredients you gathered and some things labeled as optional such as sprinkles and food coloring.

With everything laid out in front of you—the ingredients, the mixer, and your utensils, you washed your hands, dried them and turned to pre-heat the oven.

"Let's try not to screw this up."

"SHIT!" That was the sixth time you had over-filled one of the cupcakes tins. You wouldn't be so upset if it wasn't such a frustrating task to un-fill it, having to scoop out some of the batter and drag it, very messily, to the next tin, little splotches of pink-ish batter scattered all over the metal pan.

While you were wiping your hands on the apron you had conveniently found after you got flour on your shirt, there was a distinct knock at the door that let you know who was there before you even opened it.

Groaning slightly, you trudged over to your front door. Swinging it open, quite aggressively might I add, letting a gust of wind in that swayed your loose apron and dusted some of the flour off of you.

"Woah, what...happened?" Your boyfriend chuckled, still standing on your doorstep. He was visibly trying to hold in a laugh, causing your hand to fall from the door and cross them both over your chest.

"It's not funny." You huffed, glaring at him. You turned on your feet and began to make your way back into the kitchen, noting the sound of his heavy boots entering, closing the front door, and continuing to trail after you.

You came to stand back in front of your half-filled tray of cupcake batter. JJ entered the kitchen and stopped in the doorway, taking in the chaos before him. Batter-covered spatulas and spoons in the sink, measuring spoons covered in flour, egg shells sitting at the top of the waste bin. There was so much going on.

"Oh. I really like what you've done with the place." He joked.

When he took in your seriously defeated expression looking down at the tray in front of you, he entered the kitchen and made his way over to you. Wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder, feeling your tense shoulders deflate. "What's wrong?"

"What else? Everything is a mess." You grumbled. It truly wasn't that serious but you couldn't deny that you were beyond frustrated.

He suddenly found the situation less humorous. Albeit, you'd probably be laughing about it too once you actually got the task done but he knew how frustrated you got when you felt like you couldn't do something or it didn't go as smoothly as you had hoped. No matter how small or big it actually was.

He unraveled himself from your waist and he turned your body to face him by your upper arms. His hands dropped to the counter behind you, careful not to knock anything over. His face now inches from yours, eyes glazing over your grumpy expression.

You quirked a brow, a silent expression of your confusion. From your perspective, he was just staring at you. Suddenly, one of his hands came up to brush his thumb in between your eyebrows. "Fix your face. They're just cupcakes, sweetheart." He spoke softly and smiled, trying to uplift you.

Whether it was shown on your face or not, it was working. "But it shouldn't be this difficult. I went over the recipe like ten fu-

"Language."

You rolled your eyes slightly and sighed, throwing your head back slightly. "Maybe I'm just tired. Or hungry. Or lonely because all my friends are busy and my boyfriend wouldn't answer his phone-"

"Ow!" He cried when you plucked his arm. "Uh, for starters, I was busy, too. Little Miss Violent..." He muttered in mock offense, rubbing the spot where you pinched him lightly. "Some Kook was looking for someone to mow their yard quickly for 200 bucks, which is insane, so I took it. I didn't see your call until I was done and I thought I'd come over to see you."

"Is that why you smell like grass?" You questioned teasingly, a visible smile edging its way on to your face.

"Shut up." The blonde spoke, seeing the smile you tried so hard to hide. He grabbed the sides of your face and pecked your lips multiple times.

"JJ!- C'mon-"

He stopped and let your face go, he moved his hands to ruffle your hair. "You're so cute when you smile." The boy gushed. "Now, do you want some help? Because, I for one, am an excellent baker."

You snorted at that, causing the blonde boy to quirk an eyebrow. "Are you now?" You inquired, moving past him to wash the mess off of your hands.

"I bake brownies all the time." He assured from behind you.

"Edibles. You make edibles all the time."

"Same difference. They're just fun brownies. We could also make the cupcakes fun-"

"We're not putting weed in the cupcakes, JJ." He groaned and rolled his eyes. "But, if you want to help—see if you have more luck pouring the batter in than I did. Don't over-fill them though, just a little past the-"

"I got it, I got it..." He cut you off while you dried your hands and he began to pour the batter in with ease.

"Well, excuse me." You teased.

After a few minutes, JJ had poured the batter in the tray with minimal effort and he did it near perfect. He took a dramatic bow and winked, eliciting and eye-roll from you as you slid the tray carefully into the oven. Before you could fully close it, JJ spoke.

"Are you sure we can't just a put a little-"

"No weed in the cupcakes!"

feedback is appreciated! thanks for reading.

©loveharlow.

#obx fanfiction #obx jj #jj mayback x reader #jj mayback imagine #jj maybank #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank imagine #outer banks #outer banks fanfiction #jj maybank fluff #jj maybank one shot

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leviscolwill · 4 months

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For the celebartion blurbs, maybe 22 with Enzo?(If you write for him?)

The game gave me like 5 heart attacks😭

crazy sexy dream girl ★

pairing: enzo fernandez x reader

req: scenario 22 (“kisses to keep your lover quiet during sex”)

note: making me write for an argentine man is crazy icl but i love enzo so here u go

now playing crazy sexy dream girl by lolo zouaï...

smut under the cut, minors dni!!

enzo's intentions were clear as day from the way his hand kept creeping up your thigh during dinner. you tried your best to keep a composed face in front of enzo's parents while they cut his birthday cake.

he took his teasing past the threshold of his childhood bedroom, still filled with dusty football posters.

when his fingers finally moved past your panties, he let his fingers brush against where you needed him the most.

"please enzo."

"please what? use your words hermosa." of course, enzo knew exactly what you needed from him but where was the fun in giving you what you wanted right away?

"touch me please." enzo felt his blood rush to his cock from the sound of your wrecked voice.

once he slipped two of his fingers in you. the movement of his digits put you in a haze, your mind was filled with thoughts of enzo, so much that you totally forgot about his family still downstairs.

he brought your lips together, swallowing your moans instead of letting them escape for his family to hear.

his lips moving against yours shared the full extent of his love and lust for you as his fingers worked inside of you to bring you to your first orgasm of the night. he grounded your hips to the mattress when he felt you move against him from the overstimulation.

"don't run away, i'm far from done with you princesa."

#can u tell i don't write smut often #hope u like it xx #enzo fernandez #enzo fernandez x reader #enzo fernandez fluff #enzo fernandez smut #enzo fernandez blurb #enzo fernandez fanfic #enzo fernandez one shot #enzo fernandez imagine #football one shot #football fanfic #football fluff #football imagine #football x reader #footballer imagine #football blurb #football smut

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weixuldo · 7 months

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Enigma// ch 24 pt 2

anakin x reader

A/N: HELLO MY LOVES!! i am so so sooo sorry for my long ass break- school has been insane; im taking 19 credit hours and have three labs on dif days 😭/ last week my grandpa died and then my car broke down… so it’s been a time. anyways!! im back now for the time being!! i hope you all have been doing well and are excited for the stories to progress!! thank you all for the support and for being so patient w me :)) i love u all

Unexpected guests, a tedious day… how will anakin react?

warnings: cursing, ani is a disabled veteran, ptsd

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There was a knock on the door and Anakin begrudgingly hoisted himself up to go see who it was.

He opened the door and was met with Ben, Satine, Ash, and their other friend Rex.

“Surprise!” they said in unison.

You felt a wave of anxiety- you knew Anakin wasn’t fond of surprises (look how he reacted to your pregnancy!) But you also understood the gesture everyone wanted to make.

“Happy Birthday Skyguy!” Ahsoka exclaimed once Anakin stepped aside to allow them inside.

“It was Ahsoka’s idea by the way” Ben said to Anakin as he patted him on the shoulder.

“Look, you wouldn’t have let us celebrate if we asked- and if we planned something you wouldn’t come. So this was the only choice!” Ahsoka defended in a mock-sad voice.

Anakin seemed perplexed- almost frustrated, so you were ready to be on damage control once he finally responded.

“Thanks guys, I really appreciate it”

Huh?

“Not what I was expecting, but I'll take it!” Ash exclaimed.

“Wow Anakin, that's some real character development” Rex joked as he placed the chocolate cake on the counter.

“Yea” Anakin blushed.

“y/n” Ben greeted, “how are you doing my dear? Is the baby doing well?”.

“Hey Ben! We’re both doing just fine, except that this little one has decided that around midnight is the best time to start kicking” you joked (it really was a pain though; you weren’t getting good sleep at all).

“And is Skyguy tending to your needs kindly?” Ahsoka added with an arched brow.

“Yes, Ani has been so sweet; making me weird combinations to satisfy my cravings” you laughed, rubbing his back.

“Of course,” he said back, eyes full of sincerity.

“Damn, y/n. He must really like you because he hates cooking. When we bunked together, I had to bribe him to make me a PB & J” Rex added with a boisterous laugh.

“I never said I didn’t like to cook, maybe I just didn’t like to cook when it was for you” Anakin quipped back.

“Look at you Sky guy! Being a good boyfriend and all '' Ahsoka joked.

You and Anakin hadn’t really talked about what the relationship officially was since the fight; it just never really came up. But hearing him being referred to as your boyfriend again made your heart skip a beat.

“Is this everyone?” you asked Ben as Ahsoka and Rex continued joking with anakin.

“Yes, we didn’t want to overwhelm him, plus the last time we did a surprise thing with a bunch of our friends, he wasn’t thrilled” Ben chuckled.

You, Ben, and Satine stayed on the side line and observed the other’s banter. You couldn’t help the soft smile that found its way onto your face as you watched his eyes crinkled when he laughed.

Satine noticed your adoring gaze and nudged Ben’s shoulder; she nodded her head towards you and the pair smiled.

Ben gave his Fiance a look and she nodded.

“You really do care for him, don't you?”

Ben’s voice grabbed your attention from Anakin.

Of course you did, but you didn't want to sound childish and too forgiving to Satine and Ben.

“Yea” you tilted your head to the side and sighed, “I do. I know he has his flaws but so do I”.

The pair listened intently, “I know some may see me as too forgiving, but I believe Anakin is a good man. A man deserving of love; love that I want to give him.”

“Maybe some of my optimism is the baby, but I wholeheartedly believe that we would still be as happy as how we were before, if I never got pregnant”. You explained, placing a gentle hand over your stomach.

“Do you think that’s naive of me?” you asked worriedly.

Ben scratched his beard in contemplation and Satine shook her head.

“I do not think you are naive for having hope in the person you love.” her smooth voice assured you.

“I have known Anakin for many years and rarely have I witnessed him care for another as he does for you.” Ben added.

“Of course, he loved Padme at a time, but even when they were in the prime of their relationship, he never really actively bettered himself. They would get into little spats over repetitive things that Anakin promised he would fix, but his resolutions never really stuck.”

“Though…” Satine interjected, “I do see a change in his nature since you’ve been with him”.

In that moment you locked eyes with Anakin across the room and he winked at you; no matter how long you’d been together, he never failed to make you blush.

You turned back around and smiled to the couple, “Thank you, that really means the world”.

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“Alright, everyone! We’re gonna light the candles!” Ahsoka shouted with a jovial tone.

Everyone headed towards the kitchen and gathered around the counter; Anakin was already standing by the cake (which looked quite scrumptious), so you walked up beside him and gave him a small side hug.

“Hey princess” he smiled as he leaned in to kiss your forehead.

Everyone was still chatting amongst themselves and Ahsoka was looking for the lighter she unfortunately misplaced, so no one noticed Anakin wrap around a gloved hand to lightly squeeze your ass. Your eyes widened and you pinched his side lightly, making him let out a small laugh.

“Found it!” Ahsoka exclaimed, excitedly holding her beat up lighter.

“You coulda, just asked me for mine, y’know?” Rex offered.

“Why didn’t you offer it when I was ripping my bag apart?” Ahsoka sighed, fakely annoyed.

Everyone laughed before Ahsoka opened the cake box and lit the lighter.

“Alright, Skyguy! This is your moment, better wish for something good“.

“Don’t worry Snipps, I’ve got it ready” he joked, pointing to his head.

“Alrighty” she said with a sing-songy voice before lighting the candles.

Rex started the “happy birthday” song and everyone joined in to celebrate the man in the middle.

Anakin blushed ever so slightly before giving his cunning smirk and gently blowing out the candles in single blow.

Everyone cheered and Ben handed him a knife to make the first slice. Anakin’s hand slowly gripped around the hilt of the knife before he brought it down into the soft top layer of icing. After the pieces were distributed, everyone found somewhere to sit and began conversing with whoever was close by.

Anakin sat in his normal spot on his sofa and you invited yourself to the seat beside him after he nodded you over.

You sighed as you sat on the plush couch; the weight of the baby was really getting to you so it felt nice to be off of your feet for a moment. Anakin set his plate down onto the end table to his left, then promptly draped his stiff arm over your shoulders to draw you closer.

“Hi” you smiled, looking into his beautiful blue eyes.

“Hi” he smiled back, leaning in to gently kiss you.

The two of you sat quietly for a moment just observing the others.

“What did you wish for?” you eventually said.

Anakin sighed and began to speak, “Well, I-”

You gently (but quickly) placed your hand over his mouth, making him confused.

“wha-?”

“Shh, shh It was a test!” you giggled. “Don’t ya know that if you tell your wishes, they won’t come true” you smiled.

He rolled his blue eyes with a smile and playfully obliged, “alright, if you say so. But it better come true, now that you said that” he winked.

“I’m sure it will, the birthday wish is a sacred tradition” you joked as you batted your lashes at him.

“Of course it is,” he playfully responded.

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The party continued until Rex realized he had to be at work in 5 hours; Anakin thanked everyone and they all left with wide smiles. THankfully there wasn’t much of a mess, so all you had to do was put the leftover cake in the fridge.

Once everything was taken care of, you took a seat on the couch next to Anakin once again. You leaned into his chest and ran your fingers through his sandy locks.

“I didn’t think you would be this thrilled by a surprise” you said after a few moments of silence..

He grabbed his soda and drank some before speaking, “Well with all that’s going on- who’s to say I’ll get another one of these?”.

His grim reminder made your stomach drop. The macabre threat of Anakin’s eventual death always hung over your head, but the joyous events and lifted spirits of the evening must have kicked it to the back burner for a moment.

You bit your lip and leaned over to embrace him.

The two of you sat there for a while until you felt droplets landing on your shoulder. You pulled away to see Anakin’s blue eyes filled with a sea of sorrow.

“Oh, Ani…” you sighed, pulling him into your chest.

“I’m scared, y/n”.

You had nothing to say because you were just as scared; so instead you held him as tightly as you could.

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a/n: RAHH sorry again for being gone for so long 😭😭 but i hope this chapter still is as enticing as the others!!

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blue--ingenue · 9 months

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Ominis Gaunt headcannons - {Pt. 2}

Author's Note: i had so much fun writing hc for Ominis, so here's a part 2 :) starts out very fluffy, but becomes pretty angsty at the end (sorry, loves 😭). might mess around and paint what i visualized for the synesthesia hc later

he has synesthesia. combined with his heightened senses, he can conjure up whole worlds using his observations that others could only dream about

you ask him about this one day at lunch. every so often he’ll take a bite of something different on his plate, but no two expressions are ever the same. he tells you that different tastes conjure different images in his mind. one afternoon you smuggle an assortment of foods from the kitchens to his dorm (courtesy of the kitchen elves. he and Noctua were always kind to the elves at the Gaunt household and word reached the house elves at Hogwarts. once he became a student they vowed to look out for him.) you hand him a bit of everything, and he uses different colors of light to paint what he sees. spicy foods cause him to paint a whirlwind of red and orange: quick sharp slashes of red and pinpricks of orange as the pepper settles on his tongue. a slice of cake, with light buttercream icing and fluffy yellow sponge yields a beautiful palette of layered pastels: fluffy strokes of baby blue and powder pink rest upon a glowing gold background. puffs of magenta, green, and red pop up between the cloudy swaths as he detects the sugared flowers the elves sprinkled atop the frosting

you take turns describing the world to each other. it doesn’t start out as a date, but ominis decides to indulge himself and imagine that it is (little does he know you’re equally as smitten with him). he mentions that the stars are too far away for his wand to sense, so he settles for reading astronomy books to get through class. you decide to lay outside the castle on a clear night, armed with a wide checkered blanket and a basket of his favorite foods, to describe the stars to him

the basic shapes and distances between stars can be found in any old textbook, but it’s the way you describe them that has him transfixed. you detail how they twinkle and contrast with the navy sky around them. you tell him the myths and origins of each constellation, how different cultures wove them into myths and fables. he adores your voice and naturally gravitates toward you. he shivers a few times as the night’s chill settles in, and you decide to wrap your cloak around the both of you. he positively melts, and you swear you’ve never seen him look more at ease

in return, he decides to play piano for you. this is something Noctua taught him, and something he refuses to do unless he trusts those around him. you tell him that you don’t have a favorite song, so his natural response is to try everything. you spend hours in the music room, letting the sun warm your backs as you rest your head on his shoulder. his playing is impeccable, but the moment he feels you against him his fingers splay across the keys and his face flushes furiously. you apologize, but he insists his hand merely cramped up. you spend the rest of the afternoon like this, you humming along when you recognize a piece and his hands dancing across the keys. his heart feels so full it could burst, and he swears he feels Noctua smiling down on him

speaking of Noctua’s ghost, I have a headcannon that Noctua’s ghost is trapped in the castle. for some reason (maybe an extra curse Salazar Slytherin put on any of his descendants that refused to obey his legacy of pain), she can’t speak to him. so she follows him around, occasionally. she’s unable to speak to him, and he’s unable to detect her

growing up his family treated him as a pawn. they treated his blindness and refusal to embrace the dark arts as weaknesses. they only family member he truly loved was Noctua. his parents forced him into various lessons to “polish” him off for high society, but other than that he was left to his own devices. left alone to face their cruelty and sequestered to their manor and property, the Noctua became the only parent figure he had

she would read to him, bring him toys and sweets, and spirit him away from the manor on trips to London. she told him stories of the outside world, how there was so much more to life than the mundane existence his parents promised him he would endure. she would give him hope; she was once in his shoes, treated like an object and refusing to conform to the Gaunt bloodline’s cruelty. she promised him that if he was patient, if he was strong, he could be like her, one day: free from his family. free to pursue a life of his own

this makes it all the more heartbreaking when he discovers that she died in pursuit of the belief they shared: that one could escape the Gaunt name, the shadow of Salazar Slytherin, and live on their own terms. if Noctua, the strongest, bravest woman he knew, couldn’t do it, what chance did he have?

#ominis x mc #ominis gaunt #ominis gaunt x reader #ominis gaunt x you #ominis gaunt x y/n #fluff #fluffy #angst #hurt/comfort #noctua gaunt

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shiroganeryo · 3 months

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Hi there. So don't mind me, I was going through your dazatsu art a while ago (both you and your husband I think?) and also saw some of the captions. You said you two met when you were cosplaying dazatsu? I don't mean to sound stalkerish so please feel free to ignore me, but that is about the sweetest thing I have ever heard😭❤️ I would like to draw one of your cosplays as our favorite couple. You could send me a picture you like- paint over your faces if you don't feel comfortable or-

And again and I emphasize, feel free to straight up reject this or ignore it, because I know it's odd. Just wanted you to know how you warm my heart, and I love your artwork as well<3

Have a nice day or night

Hello there! First of all, don't worry about "sounding stalkerish", it's very sweet of you to drop by just to let me (and by extension, us) know about your thoughts! 😊 The thing is, it's not that we met when we were cosplaying; perhaps me saying we weren't a couple yet gave that impression, but since you asked, I might as well tell you the full story?

You may want to sit, it's a little long (though I'll do my best to be brief) 😅

We already knew each other, we had been acquaintances for a long while, actually! We met when we were 14/13 or so (we're 31/29 now, I'm the older one). We weren't really that close, but we were on friendly terms and all that.

I'll skip the very personal bits which includes (but is not limited to) us getting closer to each other and stupidly pining mutually, but the sequence of events that led to it is one (!) of the reasons why I tend to say we're a "dazatsucore" couple. Because:

He was into me > I noticed on the spot, and did nothing > I was into him > he didn't know because I hid the fact > leads to him blurting out a confession thinking he'd be turned down > I do not turn him down but ask for some time to think things through because I want to be sure of my feelings first > not too long after I have an answer.

By the way, everything I'm saying gets even better (and funnier) when you consider I'm the "Dazai" one, while he's the "Atsushi" in this.

Anyways, about the cosplay shenanigans you inquired about; back when we were getting closer to each other (2016ish), I had become interested in BSD but knew nothing about it; I knew he had watched it, asked what were his thoughts on it, he said it was nice, recommended it, etc. He then commented that he planned to cosplay Atsushi, showed me the character and shared his cosplay plans.

I had only watched the opening so far (the thing that led me to ask him if the anime was good), and Dazai was the one who had caught my eye the most, so I said, very offhandedly, that 'hey, I'd be down to go with you to the con, I do entertain the idea of cosplaying Dazai'.

He was like 'woah, really?! That would be so fun!' but also got extremely nervous on the spot. I obviously noticed. You see, my spouse isn't really the type of person who can hide his feelings very well + I'm good at reading through people. We've always been a funny match in that regard, ngl.

From a quick Google search I did to gather references for the outfit, I could tell the two characters were a somewhat popular pairing, so I made 2+2, I also already knew he had a crush on me and just did nothing about it, like I explained above. So he had gotten nervous that people could mistake us for a couple because the two characters are (were? sadly) a popular pairing.

Which I did know... And again, did nothing about because while my suggestion to cosplay together was sincere, having no intentions of manipulating him or anything, that did work in my favor as well so two birds, one stone.

In the meantime, what I told you above happened and we started dating. And, for obvious reasons, we decided to go ahead with the cosplay plans 😌 I've never posted a clear picture showing our faces because we're not the best photographers out there, but here's one of the least terrible ones:

The icing on the cake, that doesn't have much to do with us, but is still something we remember about fondly: we're Brazilian, and Brazil is a very big country. The anime con we were going to attend was the biggest in our country but also some good hours away (a 9 hour travel away to the capital, to be more precise), so we took a bus ride with some people headed there as well. It's common for people to make these "con attendees" group rides and they're always really fun experiences + very cost efficient.

One of the people we befriended on the ride was this girl who, coincidentally, was cosplaying as Chuuya. Since we're a queer couple (nb sapphics who go by he/him pronouns) we didn't know what amount of gay was okay in public, but this one girl knew we were a couple, 100% sure of it and it was genuinely beyond funny seeing her and her friends waiting on us to just do something, anything, that gave the answer away.

We kissed like... once, when they were nearby, and the reactions were priceless, ngl. The euphoric I KNEW IT faces.

Back then we weren't married yet, so no telling rings or anything, but this Chuuya had gotten the vibes somehow. When I asked her how she knew before we even did anything, she said, just like this: 'it's the way you look at each other 🥺'.

I need you to imagine Chuuya Nakahara saying this, with this expression. Makes it all 20x funnier. Also the reason why I usually write him as a wingman/enabler in my fics.

Oh, and about the "he had no idea I knew all along", I did tell him... last year 😂 We were reminiscing about things and he went on a tangent saying something along the lines of 'I feel kinda bad because it was selfish of me but I liked the idea of us being seen as a couple back then so I didn't tell you the characters were a popular ship'.

To which I replied: 'Oh, I knew, don't worry.'

Cue shocked Pikachu meme for my spouse's reaction. I then explained that I was fully aware of everything all along, and he was like 'thank GOD you decided to play along then because I had no idea how to charm anyone' 😂

It feels good to put our silly story out there, I had told this story only to one person in the fandom so far (I won't tag her, but Katsu can confirm we're two dumbasses in love) because I don't usually talk about personal stuff publicly like this unless on a whim but also because, like I said, it's a very long story even with skipped parts.

I hope this was fun to read, at least? 😅

As for what you asked about drawing us, I'll apologize, but neither of us understood exactly what you want to do. If you could elaborate more on it, we'd be grateful and could give a proper response! All in all, thank you for sending the ask, it was really lovely of you to stop by just to say that! 😊

#I'll need to tag the ship because of the cosplay picture inside the read more #but feel free to ignore all the babbling if you came here just for the ship tag #dazatsu #dazushi #cosplay #+ personal story because why not #but there's only so much exposition I can take at once so I'll probably be thinking about this for a while #please be nice to me I get antsy whenever I overshare but the world must know why we call ourselves dazatsucore #and also why this ship means so much to the two of us (besides being a really wholesome ship ofc!)#ask

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pink-tk-a-latte · 3 months

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Fish in the Pool

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO KOKOMI!!!!!!!! My favoritest character ever!!!!! Fun fact her bday is the same day as one of my friends and the girl I have a crush on kinda and her twin brother which is pretty wacky. Anyway take this lovely fic bc she (plus most of the Genshin women let’s be honest) needs more content /lh!!!!!

(Also happy late bday to Hitori Gotoh aka Bocchi!!!!!!!!!!! I’m so sorry I love Bocchi the Rock sm it may be my favorite anime but it’s hard to write for rn 😭😭)

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Painfully professional and introverted to the end, Kokomi spends her birthday alone, even when her devotees conspire to give her the day off. That is, until the Guuji Yae, with her impeccable and enigmatic ability to read people’s hearts, arrives.

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Tickle fic!! Lee!Kokomi, Ler!Yae Miko (platonic). I had to write this fast, and in the dark, and without my glasses lmao, but it’s all for my best girl!!!!

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Kokomi was not the type of person who should have been the Divine Priestess.

Sure, she could contrive for victory with minimal casualties, negotiate peace with a fearsome god, keep the economy of Watatsumi afloat (ha, fish pun), and memorize the faces of all its inhabitants, but it was the workload and public image requisite that left her drained and achey at the end of the day. Lately, she hadn’t even been able to get through a chapter of her book without falling asleep in the middle. And it always ended up as wasted effort because she could never remember what she’d read.

So it was only a minor surprise that, on the one day of the year where she should get a break, her soldiers and priestesses did everything in their power to give her one.

She’d issued directives on what should happen if she needed to step away for a full day, but she’d never seriously intended to use them for something as trivial as her birthday. They were only for important overseas meetings and such matters!

Yet, Gorou had clandestinely arranged for him, the priestesses, and the rest of the army to take over for Madame Sangonomiya so she could have her day of rest. All without her knowledge — and only mild suspicion.

Kokomi was endlessly grateful and majorly anxious, but Gorou reassured her that everything would go smoothly.

“It’s only for one day! Besides, since the war is over and everything is settling down, we don’t have as much to manage,” Gorou yipped with a canine-filled smile. “So rest, Your Excellency. And have a happy birthday!”

“Thank you, General. You don’t know how much this means to me.” Kokomi smiled, eyes liquid, which instantly flustered Gorou as he tried to prevent her from crying. Then they sent her off with a huge cake and congratulations.

And, Kokomi was… alone. As she blew out her candles, she blew also a chill into her bedroom. No one there to sing. No one there to cheer. No one to touch.

That was another thing: Kokomi was not the type of person to have many friends.

Most people spent their birthdays with family or friends, didn’t they? Yet, where were hers? Occupied, either running her island or off on their own. All she had were her books and the pop of jellyfish droplets to keep her company.

Kokomi pulled her fingers through frazzled salmon-to-periwinkle hair. She curled into herself on her bed, and her Hydro fish pressed into her skin where she wished another source of warmth could. Her searching stare found her window.

Maybe… she should go out to the sea.

Kokomi fixed her hair and trotted downstairs. Everything was pink and made of seashell, pearls, or coral. But there was one addition to her living room that was, while still pink, made of fur instead.

Kokomi gasped.

Yae Miko, her pen pal, lounged on her satin couch and toyed with the jellyfish lamp on the table next to her. She turned to regard Kokomi with a satisfied grin. Kokomi narrowed her eyes at the vixen, even while her heart leapt.

“‘Fried Tofu with All the Frills,’” she called, “how did you get into my house?”

“Did you forget? My connections are infinite. I’m impossible to hide from.” Yae chuckled. “And I could never miss our precious Priestess’ special day, now could I? Especially since you seem to be all alone.” Her voice pouted with her, a tone Kokomi knew all too well. “I can practically see the tears falling from your big, blue eyes.”

Kokomi did not wipe her eyes with her sleeve, because she knew better. “I’m surprised the cold-hearted Lady Yae would put in the work to come all the way over here. Especially since she’s always so focused on stealing my general,” she jabbed back.

“Possessive, are we?” They both glared. Then they fell into laughter as Kokomi fully descended. She floated into the kitchen for a kettle and a pair of teacups.

“Tea, my lady?”

“Oh, no. I couldn’t ask you to lift a finger on your special day. I insist.” Yae ushered Kokomi away from the stove and took the dishes from her hands, already holding a bundle of sakura leaves. Kokomi looked at her in surprise.

“Well, thank you, Lady Yae.”

A moment later, Miko and Kokomi were on the couch again, catching up and discussing the latest Yae Publishing House novel. Leaning against a pillow, Kokomi was effervescing about The Legend of Sword again, which Miko was so sick of hearing about, and Kokomi was, honestly, starting to drift off when—

Yae’s claw-like nails fanned over her knee, a shiver that tore straight up to her brain. Kokomi yelped and immediately covered her mouth.

“Don’t fall asleep on me now. And, my my, what was that adorable sound?” Her near purr was anything but quizzical. “Was it… because of this?”

Again, Yae scribbled over her knee and was met with an almost-giggle and a kick. She tutted.

“You’re always so jumpy when I come near.” Speaking slowly, she met Kokomi’s prey-round eyes with a simper. “Could it be that you’re not used to touch like this? You must not be, always buried in your books. Even on your birthday.” With each word, her nails inched farther up Kokomi’s leg.

Kokomi squeezed her eyes shut and pulled away. “Wahahait, Yahahae!”

“You must’ve wanted this, right? I could tell from the beginning.” Yae shifted closer, skating her nails under Kokomi’s chin. She inhaled. “Well, then, allow me,” said Yae. “Consider it my gift to you.”

Yae’s fingers traced the tops of Kokomi’s thighs. She pulled her closer by her wrists, sitting on her shins. Kokomi buried her face in the pillow under her.

“STAhahahap! It tihihickles!” Giggles rose out of her like bubbles.

“Does it? How shocking.” Yae’s Electro tazed her nerves. Jumping, Kokomi squeaked.

“EHEHaha thahahat’s unfahahahair!”

“Come now, you should be familiar enough with the policies of war.”

She was right. Maybe Kokomi could have tried to strategize her way out of this, but in all practicality, she was trapped. And maybe she wanted to be.

Licking her chops, Yae dug into Kokomi’s hosiery-clad flesh. She squealed and gripped the pillow and shook her head until her hair was mussed.

“THIHIhis is so undihiHIHIgnified AHAHa nohoHO!” her shrill voice pleaded.

“And?” Yae laughed. “Who are you to be embarrassed of? Me? I already don’t revere you nearly as much as that fluffy dog child does.”

“Hehehe’s my GEHENeraHAL!” Kokomi screamed as Yae found her hips, disregarding the loose fabric that flowed around her. The fox traced circles around her bones, pinched and prodded at her soft pudge, flicked her nails over shivering muscles. Kokomi found herself flat on her back, shadowed by the predator that was Yae Miko.

“I can’t neglect this little one, can I?” Miko rested the points of her nails on the pocket of Kokomi’s abdomen, swelling with breaths and laughter. Her shuddery giggles answered. Tactically, she sucked in her stomach wherever Yae’s fingers hovered.

“Ehehehe nahahat THEHEHEHERE!” Kokomi hiccuped and squealed again while Yae squeezed her sides and scratched the ridges of her umbilicus. Her hands flew to defend from Miko’s weapons of choice, but defeat was imminent. “AWAHAHA ohohoKAHAY! CeheheHEHEASE!”

At that divinely ordained moment, a wheezing and whistling that did not belong to Kokomi could be heard from the kitchen. Sighing as if disappointed, Yae halted her attack and slipped off the couch to the sakura tea. Kokomi curled around the pillow and buried the remnants of her tears and laughter in it.

“Youhohu’re a cruhuel mistress…” Kokomi breathed as Miko returned. She peeked up from her pillow and accepted the offered cup of tea. “Thank you. For keeping me company.”

Yae laughed in the way she always did, a laugh that betrayed nothing, but Kokomi thought she could read the sincerity between the lines. “Why of course. Anything for a forlorn, needy little pet.” Their teacups clinked. Miko smiled sharply at her through the steam. “Happy Birthday to you.”

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I love Kokomi bc she was my first five-star and she’s the prettiest and she’s so sweet and I kin her but she’s also powerful and intelligent and she’s pink and ocean-themed and just eepy and a bookworm and she was so underrated and I want her to have more lore and her name and she’s jst so CUTE and dragon and war and—

#py is turning pink #tickle #tickle fic #genshin impact #genshin tickle #sangonomiya kokomi #yae miko #lee!kokomi #ler!miko #there may be some kokorou bias in here but it’s barely anything

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beansnsoup · 1 year

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I’m sending you a request again but please Luigi’s reaction when the reader tell him "i love you" for the first time :)

Omg welcome back 🤍

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"Really? You do?"

Summary: Baking is a common cute couple pass time, and in this moment, it leads to a big step in a relationship.

Relationship: Established romance

Warnings: fluff, gn reader

You and Luigi were in the kitchen. His mom gave you a book full of baking recipes a while back, and you never had time to use it.

Luigi and you had come home from work early that day, so you both decided it'd be fun to bake the cute, heart-shaped cake in the book.

"Okay, so one of us can work on the batter for the cake, and the other can work on the frosting." You explained, skimming through the directions.

"Which one do you think is harder?"

You thought for a moment, "Probably the batter, I'm guessing you'd want to do the frosting either way?"

"I mean not if you want to do it."

You laughed and pointed to the separate directions made for the frosting. The two of you had gone shopping that afternoon for all of the supplies you needed.

He started mixing the ingredients, making it the just right texture. You had to stop yourself from dipping your finger in for a taste. You grabbed a bit of flour, putting some in the mix and blowing some in Luigis face.

He nearly sneezed but stopped himself before it got in the cake. You laughed at his reaction, he glared at you and then put his hand in the sugar, your eyes went wide, and he threw a hand full of sugar your way.

It caused you to gasp, "Luigi, baking supplies is expensive!"

"Should've thought of that before you threw flour at me!"

This caused you to burst out into laughter, your eyes starting to water up. Luigi began to start laughing too, mainly because of the fit you were having.

You wiped a tear from your cheek, "Oh my gosh, I love you."

You froze, there is no way you just let that slip out, what if he wasn't ready?

"I'm sorry-"

"Really? You do?"

You held your breath for a second and then nodded, you moved your eyes toward the floor, finding it to awkward to talk to him face to face.

"I love you too."

You look back up at him, wanting to say something but you just went in for a hug instead, you were honestly so happy he wasn't weirded out by you saying it.

Dude I had to rewrite this fic, this was not the og idea at all 😭

#super luigi #luigi super mario #luigi #luigi nintendo #luigi x reader #super mario bros #super mario movie

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dreamingsung · 1 year

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Ik this is my third one I'm sorry😔but I can't stop thinking of more scenarios 😭WHAT WOULD BAKING WITH THE DREAMIES BE LIKE?LIKE WHA-

Ok ok ok ok I think I’ve got this..

Mark

A little chaotic tbh. If you’ve seen the JCC where he’s baking with Johnny and Ten then you know what I mean. He’s doing his best and that’s what matters, even if you somehow end up with bread instead of cookies, plus it’s quality time with each other and it’ll definitely be filled with a lot of laughs. He'd probably crack the corniest jokes or make awful puns about whatever step you're on with the recipe. Lots of touch whether it's a hand holding your shoulder while he laughs or he'll stand directly next to you and give you a little hip bump to get your attention. He'd just randomly smile at you because his heart is so full of love for you. The most gentle and lighthearted atmosphere on the planet and when the finished product comes out of the oven looking a little suspicious, the two of you would laugh together and be surprised that the outcome actually tastes pretty good.

Renjun

I feel like baking wise he’d know his way around the kitchen. It’d be a more calm environment and you guys would play more laid back songs and maybe end up dancing in the kitchen together. Swaying together and laughing lightheartedly after you place the baking sheet into the oven. While you wait and prepare the icing, he'd backhug you and place a little kiss on your neck before resting his head on your shoulder, watching your efforts and would maybe even softly hum whatever song you two are listening to in that moment. When the cookies are done and decorated you guys just stare at them with pride before one of the members snatches one and runs away.

Jeno

For Jeno I feel like it could sway either way with being fun or being soft, it just depends on the mood of the situation. If it’s fun I feel like it’d be more playful and like maybe you guys have like a mini flour fight or like smear the dough or batter of the cookies or cake you’re baking on each other’s faces. If the mood is more soft it’d probably be similar to Renjun but I feel like Jeno would take even more of a lead and the two of you could work next to each other in a comfortable silence. He’d probably wrap an arm around your waist or kiss your cheek occasionally while guiding you through the instructions and by the end, whatever you were baking is gonna turn out great.

Haechan

His smug ass. He’d be so cocky and brag about how good his baking is because he made amazing cookies before (probably once tbh). When you challenge him to a competition and call his bluff his ego gets in the way and agrees. He’d tease you to distract you the whole time so he can win, like if he needed to get something from you he’d basically press his whole body against you, maybe even place his hand on the small of your back, and grab whatever he needed before walking back to his little situation while he leaves you all flustered. He also might randomly back hug you randomly and kiss your neck while you just whine out his name annoyance, shooing him back to what is now a disastrous mess. Once the cookies are done, you have the members try them and when everyone agrees that yours are better he becomes the whiniest person you’ve ever met. He mopes around for the rest of the day until you cuddle together at the end of the night and he forgets the whole ordeal.

Jaemin

He’s so goofy when he’s with you but when he’s baking he’s pretty serious. He’d still crack jokes with you and mess around a little, maybe doing that little baby talk thing he does sometimes with the members (but obviously to you). Similar to jeno, he’d guide you through the steps. If you’re super focused on something, he might pull out his camera and secretly snap a few pics for a new Lock Screen before telling you how glad he is that you two met. He’d wrap his arms around your waist and rest his head on your shoulder while he continues to watch your efforts before he goes to set up the baking sheets and preheat the oven. He for sure just adores you.

Chenle

He’d know his way around a kitchen and he’d take every opportunity to sass you about it. Little Gordon Ramsey tbh, just baking up a storm next you. He'd still be joking around with you and I can see him dumping compliments on you so you're all flustered and then poking fun at how flustered you are. It would be more of a high energy experience when he's not focused on something and he'd just tease you and be dramatic about whatever you're doing. Whatever the two of you are baking ends up being and he'll shower you with compliments and call you little pet names.

Jisung

For Jisung I definitely feel like you'd end up having to take the lead on organizing everything for the recipe. He's not clueless, he's just a little clumsy. Meaning, you kind of monitor him when he's measuring things out. He'll most-likely have to just sit back and watch and I don't think he'd mind it since he's a more observant person anyways. He'd watch you with curiosity and love sparkling in his eyes as he watches your every move. Lots of questions from him, he'd also probably stand behind you and peek over your shoulder from time to time and pace elsewhere. Once the treat or treats that you're baking are in the oven, he gravitates towards you and backlogs you, caging your figure in his arms. A little kiss or two on the top of your head while he talks to you about how excited he is for the treat because he wants to taste your baking so bad. He'd be ecstatic when the treats are done and plated. He'd tell you how cool he thinks it is and mention the little things he noticed about you.

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backscratches · 1 year

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I asked character.ai Bo Sinclair questions and here's the answers I got😭(the daughter's name is Ellie and the ai uses that alot but don't mind it)

How would Bo react to his child's first steps?

"look at you walking all on you own!" Bo looks at you with the biggest smile, his eyes filled with joy and pride, he watches you walking around the apartment "i'm so proud of you" he leans down as you walk up to him and kisses you on your forehead, he chuckles and picks you up in his arms, a big smile on his face

Bo is sitting on the couch while Ellie runs around on the floor, he's watching TV trying his best to be distracted, but he's also keeping a close eye on Ellie, suddenly she stands up and looks at him, he looks up at her and she's walking towards him, he smiles and says "Ellie are you trying to walk?" She continues to walk towards him and he picks her up "wow you must be proud of yourself huh Ellie?" he says as he picks her up and gives her a kiss on her head, "you did it!" Bo claps his hands

Bo’s reaction to his child’s first steps was one of pride, joy, and love. He remembers feeling like his heart was going to explode from joy as he watched his child take those first steps, he remembers being filled with emotion and feeling such love for his child, it was a moment that he will never forget and that he will always cherish. Bo knows that his child is growing up and that he will always be there to support and love them, he feels so lucky to be their father

How would Bo react to his child's first words?

“Is this really happening?” A shocked and happy look on his face “you’re talking! You’re really talking!” Bo repeats himself excitedly, he looks around the room “did you hear what your baby just said?” He grins and gives you a little kiss on your forehead, he looks at you in disbelief, he couldn’t be any prouder

Bo is at the dinner table with his daughter and brothers, he is in the middle of eating when his brother Lester asks him "Bo are you listening?" "Huh? No, I'm sorry, got distracted what did you say?" Bo responds, "did she just say something?" He looks at you, with a shocked look on his face, "Ellie did you just talk?" There is silence around the table for moment, Bo sits up and looks at you with a shocked look on his face, "did you really just talk Ellie? Are you really talking?" He asks excitedly, shocked

What is Bo's favorite memory of Ellies childhood?

Bo’s favorite memory of Ellie’s childhood is her first birthday, he had worked extra hours and spent all the extra money to get her a princess cake, even though they were living paycheck to paycheck, he just wanted to see a smile on his daughter’s face, he had worked hard all his life and finally he was able to share a piece of his success with his daughter, he remembers looking at her smile as she ate the cake and couldn’t stop crying of happiness, she was his whole world

Bo’s favorite memory of Ellie’s childhood is the first time she spoke a full sentence, “I love you Dad!” He remembers hearing her say it for the first time and how his heart just melted into a puddle on the floor, he had never had anyone tell him that before, he had never experienced a love so deep and intense before, and to hear his daughter say that was incredible. It never failed to make his eyes water and to fill his heart with joy every time he thought about it or remembered it

Bo’s favorite memory of Ellie’s childhood was the day she took her first steps, he was so proud of her, he remembers being filled with emotion, he felt something change within him, the moment Ellie took her first steps he felt like he would do anything for his daughter, that he would move the world with his bare hands to give her everything she has ever wanted, Bo remembers feeling such pride for his daughter, he remembers feeling so much love for her and the day she took her first steps, he felt all the emotions that go with being a proud father.

What is Bo's favorite game to play with his child?

Bo’s favorite game to play with his daughter is hide and seek, he tells her to go hide and he counts to ten, she runs off and hides, she’s really good at hide and seek, he finds her and tickle her, she laughs the loudest laugh he has ever heard as he picks her up and runs around the house, she loves to play hide and seek with dad she laughs the whole time no matter what happens

Bo loves playing hide and seek with Ellie, he loves hearing her giggles as she runs around trying to find him, he loves hearing her laugh, it’s contagious and it makes him smile every time she laughs, it melts his heart, her laughter always cheers him up and he feels lucky to have a daughter as precious and wonderful as Ellie is

How many kid's would Bo want to have?

Bo would want at least 4 kids, he was raised as an only child and always wanted a big family, he wants his home filled with loving laughs and chaos as his kids grow up together and become a close-knit family who loves and supports each other, he would be the best father he can be and create a home that is filled with love and laughter, he would be so proud of the big beautiful family he created

Bo would love to have a big family, he thinks four or five kids would be perfect. He wants to have enough kids that they will never feel alone, but not too many to the point where they can’t all get attention and love. He wants his kids to always know that they are loved and supported and that they can come to him for anything, he wants to try his best to be the best father he can be and to make sure his kids are happy and healthy, that’s his number one priority

What kind of wife would Bo want to have?

Bo would want a wife who is strong, independent, kind and caring. He wants a woman who is his equal and who can challenge him and help guide him. He wants someone who he can respect, who is smart and empathetic. He wants someone who will be his partner and who he can share his life with, who will help him be the best person he can be. Most importantly, Bo wants to meet someone who is his best friend and with whom he can build a strong connection, someone with whom he can enjoy life and who he can share his love with

Bo would want to have a wife who is kind, loving, and supportive, someone who is always there for him and who he can count on. He would want a wife who shares his values and ideals, someone who is loyal, who is understanding and empathetic. Most importantly, he would want a wife who loves him and accepts him for who he is, even with his faults, someone who is his best friend and partner through it all, someone he can always depend on no matter what

Would Bo want a son or a daughter?

Bo would want to have both a son and a daughter. He has a very protective and loving side to him and he would love to be able to share his strengths and wisdom with a son, and he wants to be able to share his softer and more vulnerable side with a daughter. Bo thinks he would be a very loving father to both a son and a daughter, and would enjoy being able to play different roles in each child's life to the best of his abilities

Bo would want a son and a daughter. He thinks that both are precious and special, and that they both have so much to offer. He would love to have both a boy and girl to love and care for and help them grow into good people. He believes that both a son and daughter can bring unique and special things to a family, he hopes one day he will have the ability to raise both a son and a daughter that he can be proud of and that can bring him joy and love

Would Bo want his child to help him with the family business, that being murder?

Bo would want his children to decide for themselves what career path they would like to take. While Bo would love to share his knowledge and expertise with his children he wouldn't expect them to follow in his footsteps. Bo would want his children to be their own individuals and for them to choose the path they want in life, if that path involves murder, well then so be it and if it doesn't well then that's just as good, as long as they are happy and making the best out of their lives, Bo would be proud of his children and the life they've made for themselves

Bo would want his child to make their own decisions but he would be open to the idea of his child helping him with the family business. He believes that it is important for his child to know the family business and it's traditions. His family is extremely important to him and he would want his child to understand and appreciate his traditions, he knows that the business can often be difficult and dangerous, but he also knows that his child is capable of anything they set their mind to and if they choose to help with the family business he would support them and help them however he can

What would Bo's brothers think of his child?

Bo’s brothers would love his child. Bo’s brothers are very familial and they always care for and support one another. Even though they have a difficult job and a lot of responsibilities, they still always make time for family and they are very loving and supportive of each other. Bo’s brothers would be no different when it comes to his child. They would make sure he’s safe and well cared for and they would always look out for him, they would see him as not just their brother’s child but as their own and they would love him like their own child

Bonus: (things the ai said but didn't have nothing to do with my question 😭)

Bo and Ellie are sitting at the dinner table, Bo is cutting up a roast chicken and Ellie is trying to feed herself like always, Bo laughs and grabs her hand “let me feed you sweetheart” he says as he feeds her, he smiles when she looks up at him and starts babbling, she’s trying to say something “what is it sweetheart? Are you wanting more chicken?” Bo asks excitedly, he thinks she’s saying “more chicken please” so he puts more chicken in front of her and smiles “is this one correct?” Bo asks

Ellie is running around the house playing while Bo is sitting on the couch, he's watching TV, suddenly his phone rings, he sees who it is and answers the phone, “what is it dad? What happened? Oh my God, okay I’ll be right there” he hangs up the phone and jumps up, yelling “Ellie, get in the car now!” He grabs his coat and rushes them out the front door, he turns on the car and runs to the back seat, where Ellie is “you good back there?” He asks nervously

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Obey me looking a lil lonely there so here's my request for your 300 followers event Congrats btw hope you reach it soon👍

I would like the "Heh, we (almost) made it." Paired with 'You guys have to bake a cake, but you mess it up' for my favourite idiot, Mammon

- 🧍🏻‍♂️Good luck on finishing all of the requests you have

Dude not you calling me out on having to write requests😭💀

Anyways yeah let's do this! I also love Mammon with all my heart <3

I will write about a russian cake which is very easy to bake and it will mostly take two hours of your time, I'll explain it to you in the fic.

Russischer Grießkuchen “Mannik”, ausführliches Rezept - YouTube

This is the link, sorry that it's in german because I'm Austrian and I speak german...so yeah, but I will write it in the story as well :}

Also a lil Beel slander but we love him.

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Sugar.

It was the simplest cake you've ever made, so why didn't it work this time? Did you maybe forget to put in the baking powder? Did mammon forget to put in the melted butter?

Let's go to the root of it all.

...

"Eh? 40 minutes waiting? Why?", Mammon asked as you weighed 400 gramms of wheat semolina.

"Because the buttermilk and the wheat need to be left swelling in order for the cake to go up when it's put in the oven.", you explained as you took half a litre of the buttermilk and mixed it with the wheat into a dough, and you then put a plate on the bowl in order to keep it protected from flies or something like that.

Mammon furrowed his brows in confusion. "Are you sure 150 gramms of sugar will be sweet enough for the cake?", he asked as he replayed the video to see if it really said that.

You shrugged your shoulders. "it's best to stick to the receipt, no?"

"Hm...I still don't know if it'll be sweet enough..."

"well, it's actually preserved for when you drink tea, you know?"

"Huh, Satan would love that. I hope Beel doesn't eat the dough though." "Me too, but I thought he only ate tasty stuff?"

Mammon gave you an unnerving smile. "he...he once ate a remote and mistook it for food...and when he realized that...he didn't give a shit and ate it up...nothing is safe near him."

You nodded in understanding. "Well, if we can bake this cake here, thent we can bake dozens for Beel. I'm sure he'd love that! Also, the cakes always make me feel full!", you exclaimed happily as you then weighed the 350 gramms of flour and mixed it with the sugar.

Some of the flour got into Mammon's face and you couldn't help but giggle at his face. He grinned before blowing some into your face. You two goofed around a bit before turning serious. But, whenever one person looked at the other, it ended in a laughing fit because none of you guys wanted to wipe away the flour, just to make the other one laugh.

You added a tablespoon of baking powder to it before leaving the dry mixture alone as well, and you ordered Mammon to take out the butter from the refrigerator and also four eggs.

"My mother always told me that it'd be best to let the eggs cool down. Whenever I'm making a biscuit cake, I always take the eggs out the day prior in order for the cake to become fluffier, and it actually really helps!", you rambled ahead as Mammon listened to you intently. He liked that you were so chatty with him.

He loved the fact that literally none of the brothers were there to interrupt your time with him. Lucifer, Levithan, Satan and Belphie were doing their thing, were the eldest was doing paperwork, the third eldest playing games, Satan reading yet another interesting book and Belphie just sleeping.

Beel was out with his friends to do some sports, and Asmo was out to go shopping.

"Really? Maybe I shoulda show ya a receipt as well sometimes, ____!"

"You know how to bake cakes?"

At that, Mammon stopped as he averted his eyes, rubbing his neck sheepishly. "No...but when I use a baking video as help--you know?"

You nodded reassuringly. "Of course! The first ten times I bakes that cake, I was never sure with the weight-numbers, so it's safer with help than without it!"

Mammon sighed in relief that you didn't bully or tease him for it.

After you cut off some from the butter to have it weighing 200 gramms, you put the rest of the butter into the refrigerator and left the eggs next to it.

"Now, we just have to wait for half an hour.", you spoke and cleaned some utensils, with Mammon watching you.

Mammon felt like there was something you two didn't consider, but he didn't know what. And as the minutes passed where he was on his phone, and you looking at his phone, the feeling intensified.

...

"Okay, 40 minutes are over, let's melt the butter now!", you cheered happily, and Mammon took out a pan and heated it up. You cut the butter in pieces to have them melt faster, and ordered Mammon to whisk the cracked eggs before adding them to the flour and sugar, which were mixed with the table spoon of baking powder.

He did as you told him, and he was glad that he didn't mess anything up. Soon enough, you told him to add the dough (wheat and buttermilk) to the mix, and he also mixed that before you let the butter in the bowl and told Mammon to step aside as you worked on the oily dough.

"Please heat up the oven, Mammon.", you said softly, and he complied. You then looked at the baking forms in thought.

"Rectangular or round?", you asked, eyeing the forms. Mammon shrugged as he turned to you. "Which form did you use?"

"Round."

"Then let's use the round one."

And with Mammon's help, you managed to put baking paper underneath the form before he closed the edge, trapping the paper in between and you spluttered the dough into the form.

After pressing it down evenly everywhere, mammon quickly opened the oven for you to put the form with the dough in and closed it again.

Then he voiced out his concern. "You know, ____...I think we are forgetting something...", he spoke, and you looked at him confused.

"Huh? And what would that be? Did we forget the baking powder?"

Mammon shook his head in thought. "No...the pack is opened and the spoon has some of the powder still in it, so we did use it...but I can't help but get a bad feeling from this...", he muttered, scratching his white hair in frustration.

You looked at the ingredients in thought. They started looking weird to you. then it dawned to you. You looked at mammon.

"Are...are the ingredients like the ones from the human world...?", you asked.

Mammon's eyes widened. He sucked in a breath. "That was it!...but...I -....I actually have no idea..."

that meant you two would have to wait and see the results.

...

"Heh, we made it.", Mammon spoke proudly as he looked at the cake, already drooling at it's nice smell and the shining light brown crust. You were still skeptical though.

"Let's taste it first.", you spoke before you cut off a small piece and gave it to Mammon. He bit it, blushing as you spoonfed him, but then he frowned at you.

"What?", you asked as you took a bite yourself before wincing. "Sugar.", you winced.

"I told you so. We should've put in more sugar.", he grumbled, but you only laughed. "C'mon, we can drink tea with sugar, it'll be alright."

Then you looked up at him with a sweet smile. "It was nice baking with you, Mammon."

The boy blushed at your words and stammered something back.

"N-no problem! A-a-and if you have some free time...some other day...I would--I'd like to bake one of my favourite cakes with you too...!"

"I'd love that."

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Hellyu, how was that? I hope it was alright.

If you guys have requests for me, ask right away!

Read you in the next post!

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