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im-a-chunky-potato · 6 months

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Sigma has been stressed about casino work and Nikolai is here to cheer him up/ distract him from his anxiety?

This was a really fun idea, thank you Sol! I will say I'm not entirely sure what I think of how I did, but hopefully you enjoy it!

@caffeiiine I'll tag you too so you can see my attempt at writing Siglai as the official siglai mutual

Sigma sighed at his desk and stared at all the papers he had. With the recent rumors of the Decay of Angels spreading around, more and more people started to arrive at the casino to relax.

Now don't get him wrong, he was very happy that his casino was getting this much attention. But now he had to memorize all the new customer's databases and keep this place from bursting into chaos.

And Sigma's just an average man. This task was impossible to do on his own, and he was well aware of that. However, he doesn't trust anyone else to do this job. Nobody else understands the casino like him... nobody else will see his dreams, his hopes for this place.

Sigma gripped the edge of his desk tighter. He would do this. No matter what, he will not dissapoint his customers. He wants this place to feel like a home to them.

His heart stops at that word. Home. The place he doesn't have. He wants one. He wants one so bad. And he was promised one, by Fyodor.

Fyodor. Yes. The leader of the Decay of Angels, who asked him to join. In exchange for this sky casino, he promised to help him out. If the sky casino gets bad reviews, he will fail fyodors mission. He will lose the sky casino and everything he has. He'll lose the chance at a home.

Sigma shakes his head. He needed to focus before he spiraled out of control. So, he glanced at the paperwork again. But... he just couldn't focus. His mind was filled with fear and desperation. He couldn't lose this place. He wouldn't.

Suddenly, a loud slam interrupted his thoughts for a moment. He looked up and saw a familiar face.

"Hello, Sigma! I see this is quite a nice establishment you have here." The man gave a dramatic bow and laughed.

Sigma widened his eyes. "Nikolai, what are you doing here?"

Nikolai smiled. "What, I can't see a friend?" He waved a cane around playfully with his hand.

"Do you remember what happened last time you were here?" Sigma asked. "You nearly committed arson, threatened to murder at least five people, and was banned for life?"

Nikolai smirked. "See! I never did anything wrong. I merely threatened to do bad things. And nobody can control me."

Sigma was suprised... and yet a small smile appeared on his face. This was the Nikolai he knew. The clown of the Decay of Angels. The most completely insanely sane person he's ever met.

Nikolai walked over to his desk and glanced at the paperwork. "How positively boring of you!" He swiped the paperwork off of the table and grabbed his hand. "Come on! Let's do something else and teach you what fun is."

A yellow flash surrounded them both as they appeared in a empty street on Yokohama. Sigma immediately stepped away from him. "Why did you do that? Unlike you, I have better things to do then mess around with people."

Nikolai giggled. "My friend, you forget you are also a member of the Decay of Angels. His voice softened. "Plus I've been keeping an eye on rumors about the sky Casino. You haven't had a break in days!"

Sigma frowned. "So you've been stalking me is what you're saying." But a slight blush appeared on his face. He was flattered that someone cared about him like this.

Nikolai thankfully ignored it and pointed to a building nearby. "Absolutely. Now let's go over there, they have delicious drinks and deserts." Once again, he was grabbed by Nikolai and dragged over to the bakery.

Sigma's lips turned upward. With Nikolai, he never knew what to expect. It was quite entertaining and just what he needed today.

As soon as they walked into the bakery the a sweet aroma wafted through the air. Nikolai ran up excitedly to the counter and looked at all of the desserts. Sigma wasn't far behind, admittedly he needed a sugar boost.

"Hmm I want everything here. Maybe I can just threaten to blow up the shop and get everything for free" Nikolai said excitedly.

Sigma stared at him in shock before shaking his head furiously. "Don't you dare Nikolai. We'll pay for this properly and not cause any damage."

Nikolai sighed. "Fine, but only since you insist. You're paying though, and I want chocolate cake."

Sigma considered fighting back but decided not to. This was the best case scenario after all. "I guess I will. I want a cookie."

After getting their cookie and chocolate cake, Sigma got a great idea. "I know the perfect place to eat this Nikolai."

Nikolai tilted his head curiously and grinned. "Well well, look whos getting into this now. Lead the way, Sigma."

Sigma ignored him and started to walk away from the busy streets of Yokohama. Oddly enough, he felt a swirl of excitement in his chest as he led Nikolai to a small garden.

Nikolai looked around in wonder. The garden was full of blooming flowers and small cherry blossom trees. This placewas beautiful to say the least. "You know, this is quite the romantic spot. Are you implying something?"

Sigma froze before answering in a rush. "No, not at all! Can you not just enjoy a peaceful garden without having thoughts like that?" His face was flushed red.

Nikolai laughed and almost responded, but a small bird interrupted him by chirping a small tune. They watched as it perched on a tree and another bird joined the first one. Together, they created a melody that vertebrates through the hearts of both of the men.

It wasn't until then that Sigma realized he was happier than he had felt in a while. He hadn't even thought about work since this morning, and he didn't want to. He wanted this moment to last forever, just the two of them.

While he was thinking this a hand gently reached out towards his. It was Nikolai's. No words were said, but they both understood each other perfectly. They stayed like this until the birds finished their song and flew off together.

(hstshhb Sorry I am by no means a good writer. Hopefully whoever reads this enjoys it though! BTW no worries, the desserts get eaten<3)

#bungou stray dogs #bsd #nikolai gogol #sigma #siglai

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theoryfan205 · 1 year

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@oceandiagonale I'm just gonna tag you for each part to make it easier! Let's go

Valentine's day confusion part 2

Part 1 - part 3

I am cream! I am the unnown hero, I saved galar! Recently I have seen lots of pretty red hearts in hammerlocke's shops, apparently it's for a valentine's day, this looked fun! Marnie would like some of these, but when I try and ask her about it she runs off in a rush, I haven't broken Marnie again have I? And some friends from spikemuth keep running around avoiding me too, something is happening but nobody is telling me what's going on. Did that rose guy come back? If the day needs Saving I should be the first to know, I'm a hero! It's my job! I'm really worried, so that's why I'm going to ask Marnie's brother piers about it! If something is up and Marnie is glitching too much to tell me, then he can help! He's giving me that look when he can't understand what I'm doing when I come up to him, having a big ❔ on my face should display that I need help! "Piers! Something is wrong, Marnie keeps running away when we see each other, is something going on in galar again? And people keep avoiding me too! Is Marnie in trouble? ...am I in trouble?" I really hope neither of us are in trouble, Marnie doesn't deserve that and I don't remember doing anything wrong, piers gives me that looking at his Pokemon playing look and does that small laugh sound, I don't get it though- this isn't cute or funny? "Nobody's in trouble, 'specially not Marnie. I think I can see what's goin' on here. You learn what valentines day is yet?" I showed a 🚫 on my face, Marnie says a shake Is fine but this is way more clear! Even piers gets it, he understood what I meant, "I've heard about it but all I know is there's inaccurate depictions of human organs! Like this ♥️. I wanted to get some for Marnie but she keeps running off, does she not like it?" I hadn't considered Marnie wouldn't like valentine's day! It might be a sad event, I should have asked those store people before I tried to show Marnie!- "no that's not it, she doesn't tend to celebrate it much but I got a Feelin' she's got more reason to now. You see, on this day it's real common to show people you care about just how much you care, me and Marnie used to just do it as family but usually it's done romantically." ....huh? ❔"...you see what you and Marnie got goin' on? And how I gave you that talk when she started holdin' your hand more in public?" Oh! Love! "Yes! So.. it's a event about love? But... Then why is Marnie running? Shouldn't we celebrate together?" Did Marnie not want to share their love on the love day? It sounds like a nice day to show off even more love than normal! Marnie should be excited like I am, right? "You will, she's been busy all day, right?" 👍👍 "Then just wait, I bet you by the end of the day she'll have somethin' for you." Something for me? Marnie's planning something for me?! Oh! But I have nothing for Marnie! She'll be so upset- "c'mon- if anyone's helpin' you find somethin' for her it's gonna be me. show me what ideas you've got so far, we'll workshop somethin' before her surprise is ready" oooh, piers and cream hanging out! I like doing that, and I can find a good gift for Marnie too! With an easy ✔️ we're both off, don't worry marnie- I'll make sure my gift is good enough for you!

#wip 'cream' protagonist #wip protagonist #Pokémon #maroon skies shipping #piers #Pokémon piers #pokemon #valentine's day #valentine's day confusion

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softsebnbuckystan · 3 years

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Soul ties - Part 9 (Bucky Barnes au)

"If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me and just forget the world ?"

"Can I come in?"

It was Bucky's voice – of course it was. You tried wiping your tears away before speaking. A part of you didn't care if he saw you crying, but you still hated when you couldn't hold back the tears.

"Yes." Your voice was husky from the crying and you weren't sure he'd heard you until he opened the door. You were still on your knee, unable to even look at him. Bucky seemed to understand talking wasn't really what you wanted at the moment. Instead, he kneeled next to you and unexpectedly wrapped his arms around your shaking body. You'd noticed how rare it was for him to touch people ; even tapping Steve's shoulder seemed to hardly ever occur to him. Your shaking stopped instantly as you gave into his embrace, leaning against his chest.

"He was about to call me a whore, wasn't he?"

Had it been Steve, he would've told you no in an effort to comfort you. But Bucky radiated blatant honesty when he talked to you, which you appreciated more than you would say.

"It doesn't mean he's right," he said.

"Maybe not. But that's still the word he wanted to call his wife. How did I even- fuck." You shook your head. "How did I ever fell for his tricks? I knew his friends were trash but...I thought he was the exception. I never thought he'd act like this with me."

"Act how? Rude?" Bucky asked, unsure about what you exactly meant.

"Yeah. The neglect has been going on for years, you know." You looked up at him and got out of his arms to sit properly. It didn't take him long to take a seat next to you, leaning his back against your bed. "I just put it all on his job." You grabbed Bucky's hand : you'd never needed to touch him as much as you did now. Something in the controlled way he breathed and the warmth of his skin helped you think straight and prevented you from spiralling.

"Is it the first time he insults you?"

"Openly? Yeah." You sighed. "He's been petty before but calling me names...never."

"I'm afraid to ask this, but I have to." He looked you in the eyes, searching for...what, exactly? "He was pretty violent when he grabbed your shirt. Was that the first time as well?"

The question made you look away once more. Inexplicable guilt flooded your body as you tried to think of some lie. You leaned your head back on the mattress and closed your eyes, opting for honesty.

"No."

You could almost hear Bucky's jaw clenching ; his other hand formed a fist, whereas the one holding yours remained gentle.

"He's never been violent intentionally," you quickly explained. "It's just... We've had our fights, alright? And when we start yelling at each other, I always tell him we both need to calm down but that doesn't suit me so he tries to stop me from leaving the apartment and...well. It goes from grabbing my arm a little too hard or just locking the door and hiding the keys. He even threw them out the window once."

Recalling those fights didn't help your tears stop rolling on your cheeks but damn, it felt good to actually say it to someone. Wanda never needed you tell her things : she could just read them when she felt like you were lying. With Bucky, it was different. You actually wanted to tell him what had happened.

"What did you do when he did those things to you?"

"Not much. It only made me angrier so I would sit on the couch or even in my room and stop talking to him until he opened the door."

"You do realise how that's...far from right, yeah?"

"I'm starting to." You shrugged. "This might be stupid but, seeing how everyone here treats me, how you treat me, it's making me realise Darren is not this perfect husband I imagined him to be. He was the easy way, you know? We met, we liked each other and he had a good situation and I could already see the white-fence family every American movie depicts. I just didn't know it would turn into a soap opera." You laughed bitterly at your own not-so-funny joke.

Bucky suddenly got up, keeping your hand in his to help you stand as well.

"What are you doing?" you asked.

"It's still your birthday and I don't want it to be ruined by that guy," he let out in one breath. "C'mon."

He took a right turn after your bedroom door, walking you further away from where the party was supposed to be. You didn't walk for long before he opened an other door, walking you into his own room.

"What's the plan, exactly?" you asked again, more than confused. "I thought you meant we'd go back to the others, and..."

"Damn, I didn't realise how this looks." He let out a nervous laugh and you mentally slapped yourself for going blank over how cute it was. "Nobody even asked you to a proper dance on your own birthday and I want to fix that, if you'll allow me."

He looked back at you through his eyelashes, looking all anxious about your answer.

"What music choice do we have?"

His face lit up and he went through a box of vinyls on the floor. "I only have old stuff, I'm sorry. I believe this should do it, though," he said as he picked out one of the pockets. "It's from 1956, but it actually came out first in the 30's. Most people know the most recent, so..."

"I didn't know you were a music nerd," you said with a smile. "How very cute of you."

He shrugged as he placed the disk on the record player. Piano notes started rising through the air and you recognised Louis Armstrong's voice.

"May I?" Bucky held out his hand and he waited for you to nod before grabbing yours, placing his left hand on your hip. Your instinct was to inch closer to him as you both started swinging slowly in the middle of his room. His blue eyes were sounding you out.

"This was indeed a wonderful idea," you whispered, not wanting to break the moment as Ella Fitzgerald started singing her own chorus of Cheek to cheek. Bucky beamed and you enjoyed the view, returning his smile before resting your head on his chest. His heartbeat became another rhythm to follow and be lulled to. "I can't explain how you make me feel and that scares me, Buck. And yet, it's the best feeling I've ever experienced." The use of his nickname did something to him : you felt his heart skip, causing you to smile discreetly. "Talking to you is ridiculously easy," you continued, "and I'm not that muck of a talker. Just ask Wanda."

He laughed softly and you tilted your head up as his chest shook from the movement.

"I know what you mean," he confided. "I don't feel all of the guilt I carry when I'm with you. It's refreshing. I don't feel like I'm being judged at every second."

"I couldn't possibly do that," you explained. "I know a little more about the things they made you do, now, and I'm more impressed at how you came out of this. You're still there whenever someone needs help, like when that fire alarm rang for no reason the other day. And when that thing went off in the lab, you took time to help me. How could anyone judge you negatively?" Your frowned. "Sorry, I interrupted you."

"It's fine," he assured you as the next song on the vinyl started playing (not that you were paying much attention to the music, even though Dream a little dream of me was an all time favourite of yours).

Your eyes scanned his face and when you noticed his own gaze lingering on your lips, you moved your hand from his shoulder to his neck. You were still slow dancing effortlessly, and you could feel his breath slightly picking up.

"I want to do something," you muttered. "But if you don't want me to, I won't feel bad if you stop me." The last thing you wanted was him to let you do anything out of pity ; you didn't think that was the type of thing he'd do, but there was no harm in making sure. Your fingers fiddled with the short hair on the back of his head and you extended your neck a bit. You felt Bucky's breath on your nose and lips as you got even closer to him, closer than you'd ever been until now.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" he asked in a whisper. "Trust me, I do, but last thing I want-"

Those were the only words you needed. You pressed your lips against his and a whole firework show started in your belly. His hand on your hip pulled you into an even closer embrace as you kept playing with his air. When you broke the kiss and rested your forehead against his, you couldn't get rid of your smile. So it was true, what books said about butterflies.

--- I'm so happy to finally post this part!! This was definitely my favourite to write so far, even though it's a tie with the stars scene. :) I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it.

P.S. : the tag list is still growing and damn that makes me so happy!! Your support means everything.

P.S. 2 : I feel like this story will be wrapped soon. If you have any request/idea you'd like to see for a next one (short one shots or series), I will gladly hear it!

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@ginger-swag-rapunzel @joscelyn02 @writehistorynotthegrocerylist @bluemoon-icecream @lady-loki-ren @simplybombshell @lizajane3

#bucky barnes #sebastian stan #bucky barnes x y/n #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan imagine #james bucky barnes #catws #cacw #tfatws #the falcon and the winter soldier #self insert #x you #x reader #soulmate au #bucky x you #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fluff

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potions-and-potters · 6 years

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1. You're rocking the flower crowns, my friend. Beautiful as ever. 2. The faculty newsletter thing may have been a shitpost but it remains to this day the funniest thing I've ever seen and it 100% deserves all 10,000+ notes it's gotten. Amazing. 3. I had no idea you were taking prompts! Could I pretty please ask for 62 and/or 73 for Snarry? ~Sleepy Anon, extra sleepy

Prompt: #62. “It was an accident!”

Word Count: 2,014

Warnings: none

Tags: established relationship, fluff, parent!snarry, unhelpful frogs

Author’s note: Thank you so much for all your kind words!! I also only recently reblogged that post. I’m always taking prompts though! So if anyone has something they want to be written, all they need to do is send me an ask and I’ll see what I can do! Now, about the fic. I decided to do 62 AND 73. As in separately. So here is 62! I’ll get 73 done and post that as well. I hope you like it! I know this probably wasn’t where you thought this would go, but I was just in the mood for some fluffy parent!snarry, you know? Let me know what you think :)

Fic:

A blur of black hair rushed by the window. Harry and Severus paused their conversation, Severus arching a brow at his husband. They listen carefully but nothing but the wind chime sounded outside. Harry looked out the window, seeing the back garden as tranquil as ever. The light wind blew the trees and the smell of Severus’s herb garden drifted in on it.

But there was definitely something out there. Or rather, someone. Opening his mouth, Harry returned his attention to Severus to ask if he had seen it. Severus slowly raised a finger to his lips, indicating for Harry to be quiet. Biting his lip, they kept quiet a moment longer, holding their breaths.

They didn’t need to wait long before the sound of pattering feet across the stepping stones came to their ears and a very obvious attempt at a muffled giggle joined it. Harry smiled at Severus, who had his own smile quirking his lips up.

Together, they padded quietly to the door to the back garden. Severus ever so quietly opened the door and they peered out. Outside, their suspicions were confirmed.

Standing by the small pond in the middle of the garden, squatting down and facing the water, a little girl who was supposed to be cleaning up her toys stood with every ounce of her attention captured by something she had cupped in her small hand. Her wild long hair cascaded down her back, covering the flowery patterned overalls she wore. She had somehow slipped past the kitchen door to grab her sparkly pink sandals that her Aunt Hermione and Uncle Ron had bought her for her birthday three months ago. They were her favourite pair of shoes.

“You’re very slimy, Mr.Gribit,” she said in her kind voice. Her head was bent as she spoke and it was evident she was trying to whisper. She hadn’t quiet gotten the hang of it yet.

Severus and Harry shared a look. Slimy? Wonderful. Harry supposed he’d be giving her a bath early today.

Whatever was in her hand seemed to try to escape, but the little girl thought it was simply falling. She shifted in her squat and moved her hands to cup it better. “Sorry,” she said to it. She lifted her head and her fathers held their breath, waiting for her to turn around and spot them. Instead, she seemed to be scanning the pond for something. “Oh,” she exclaimed as she spotted what she was looking for. “We’re going to go on a little adventure,” she told the thing in her hands. “Don’t worry, I won’t drop you,” she assured it in a very matter of fact way.

Harry smiled. She probably got that from Severus.

The thing in her hands tried making another escape as she stood. She grabbed at it again, careful not to hurt it. “Now, none of that. I won’t have you hopping about. Come on. We’ve got things to do. No dilly-dallying,” she said, and by the tone of her voice, they knew she had a little scowl on her face.

Harry brought a hand to his mouth to stop the laugh from coming out as he looked at his husband. Now THAT was all Severus.

Severus was smirking at his daughter, a look of pride in his eyes. He glanced at Harry when he felt his eyes on him and at his husband’s reaction, he responded with an unamused look. Harry grinned back. They stood and watched their daughter carefully walk around the pond’s edge towards her destination. The thing in her hand was cupped carefully so any more attempts to escape would be futile. Harry looped his arm around Severus’s and leaned his head on his Husband’s shoulder, a lovingly smile on his face as they watched on quietly.

She was babbling away to her little friend, telling it about the herbs in the garden and how it absolutely, under no condition, was allowed to go to those in the right corner with the little orange tape on it. Severus had said the exact same thing to her when he had been planting them. They were delicate and poisonous, but extremely useful ingredients.

Harry glanced up at Severus to see him nodding at her words. He started to positively radiate with pride when she started explaining what they all did and what they were most commonly used in and why.

“You see that?” the little voice asked the thing in her hands. “That’s going to be your new home.” She squatted down again and reached forward to plop it down only to find the lily pad she was aiming for was too far away. “Oh, no,” she said. She brought her cupped hands in front of her face and peered into it through the cracks of her fingers. “It’s okay. I’ve got it,” she assured it.

She shuffled forward, carefully balancing on the edge of the pond. Harry sucked in a breath. That was further than she was allowed to go. Next to him, Severus tensed slightly, and Harry could tell he was ready to jump to the rescue at the slightest sign of trouble.

“Oops,” the little voice said, watching as a little fish swam quickly in the opposite direction. “Sorry little fishie,” she sang. She reached out again for the lily pad. It was a big fat one surrounded by several smaller ones. Of course she chose that one. With a little tongue sticking out and a small frown of concentration on her face, she tried to make her arms grow to reach the Lily pad. A quiet grunt of annoyance came out of her. “Just a little further,” she whispered. She rocked forward on her tiptoes and her cupped hand finally reached the middle of the Lily pad. “There!” she smiled.

Harry and Severus watched, nervous that she was going to lose her balance but not wanting to startle her.

“Okay,” she said, and slowly opened her hands. “There you go little froggie,” she said sweetly. She angled her hands so he could do the slightest hope down. The frog eyed the lily pad and stayed put. She frowned. “Go on,” she encouraged. The frog didn’t budge. “It’s right there! That’s your new home,” she told it. It let out a little croak. She huffed at it in response. “I haven’t got all day, you know,” she said, a familiar expression on her face of thinly vailed patience. Molly wore the same one when speaking with her grandchildren when they weren’t listening. “Chop chop!” she frowned and gently shook her hand a little.

The frog simply croaked once more.

“Oi!” she said, getting mad now. “This is the best Lily Pad in the pond and I think it’s perfect for your new home. If you don’t agree then find your own one, but your last home wasn’t very nice. You almost got eated by a hawk!” she said to it, clearly trying to reason with the frog. “Now,” she said, sounding once again like Severus. “Get hopping.”

Harry bit his lip to keep from laughing as Severus’s eyes sparkled in mirth.

“Well?” she sighed in exasperation after about a second and a half of waiting. She had Harry’s patience. She tried lowering her hand to the lily pad, wondering if the little frog was too scared to make the jump.

All of a sudden, the frog jumped. But it didn’t jump onto the lily pad. It jumped right into the water. The pond water splashed out and hit her square in the eyes, blinding her for a moment. She let out a yell and lost her balance.

“LILY!” Harry and Severus yelled at the same time, rushing over to save her. Harry and Severus ran to the pond. Severus dived to grab her and Harry jumped right into the water.

It was all for nothing as Lilly opened her eyes just as she was a hairsbreadth from the pond’s surface and as she scrunched her eyes closed and braced for impact, she disappeared with a pop. She reappeared the other end of the pond, where she had been squatting before. For Harry and Severus, it happened too fast for them to realize. Harry ended up in the water first, but as there was nobody for Severus to gran as he dived, he ended up in the pond as well.

Lily opened her eyes, looking around at her surroundings in surprise just as her fathers popped up out of the water. Her eyes widened in surprise as she watched them frantically look around for her, calling her name before their eyes settled on her, perfectly dry, and watching them guiltily.

“Hi,” she mumbled, arms clasped in front of her as she took in their soaked clothes and hair.

“Lily!” Harry gasped as Severus stared in shock. “You just did magic,” Harry stated. He looked at his husband. “She just did magic.”

“It was an accident!” Lily defended herself as she watched the realization dawn on her fathers’ faces. Her fathers turned to stare at her. “I didn’t mean to,” she whined, her face crumpling and her bottom lip wobbling.

Harry’s eyes widened as he saw her eyes filled with tears. “Oh, no! Lily, no!” he said as he jumped out the water. Severus followed him. Harry rushed over to their daughter and knelt down in front of her. Lily didn’t look at him.

“I didn’t mean to,” she repeated sadly.

“We’re not mad, Lily pad,” Harry clarified, using his nickname for her. She looked up from behind long dark lashes, unsure.

“Really?” she asked. She dared a look at Severus, who was beaming at her. At the look of happiness on both her fathers’ faces, a small smile came to her face. “Did I do something good?” she chirped, her mood turned around completely.

Harry and Severus laughed.

“That was your first accidental magic,” Harry explained.

“What’s that,” Lily asked, looking at both of them.

“It’s when you get very emotional when you’re young and not in control of your magic and you accidentally do something. Hence the name,” Severus explained. “Daddy accidentally ended up on a roof once,” he told her.

Harry frowned up at him. “Of course that’s the example you use,” he said. Severus smirked.

“I did magic?” Lily smiled.

“You did,” Harry beamed.

“I’m a witch!” Lily exclaimed excitedly. Her fathers beamed at her. “I’m going to go to Hogwarts!” she said, eyes wide with realization.

“Not quite yet,” Harry smiled at her, but Lily wasn’t listening. She looked at Severus.

“Papa, can I have a frog?” she asked.

“We’ll see,” he said.

“Why aren’t I consulted on this?” Harry laughed.

“Papa makes the important decisions,” Lily responded matter of factly. Severus smirked.

“We make them together,” Harry explained gently.

“Oh.” Lily looked thoughtful. “Daddy, can I have a frog?” she asked Harry.

“We’ll see,” he said. Lily frowned. “Ask us again when you’re eleven.”

She sighed, very put upon. “Okay,” she said, with a little shake of her head.

“Now, I think papa and I need to take a shower,” Harry said, getting up and looking down at his dirty and wet clothes.

“Sounds fun,” Papa smiled at Harry, his eyes glinting.

“Showers aren’t fun, papa,” Lily explained as if talking to a child. “You can’t even bring a rubber ducky in with them! How can you play?”

Lily had many rubber ducks. Courtesy of Granddad Arthur.

“Don’t you have toys to clean up, young lady?” Harry asked.

Lily sighed. “Okay,” she conceded. As she walked back inside, she held up a little hand, her index finger up as she made a declaration. “I shall name my frog Gribert.”

Harry and Severus shared an amused look as she disappeared inside.

Severus wrapped his arms around Harry’s waist and pulled him back against him. “So, about that shower?”

“But what about the rubber ducks?” Harry asked innocently.

Severus put his lips against his husband’s ear. “We have our own toys,” he whispered in a low voice.

Harry grinned.

#snarry #snarry imagine #fanfic #pro snape #severus snape #snapedom #sevharry #Prompted to Love updated on AO3 too

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