Ahh, what can I say about my little Frenchie? This little light skinned lady has done so much for me and I feel like I can never do enough to thank her for everything. She and my dad had me when they were really young and they’ve both done a bomb ass job raising me but we’re not here to talk about my dad. That’s what Father’s Day is for 😂 My mom constantly drives me crazy with her goofiness and her motherliness but she’s also the reason why I haven’t gone bat shit crazy over the past 21 years. She’s gotten me through a lot of things and I am super grateful. She always has my back and I don’t think I could’ve dreamt of or wished for a greater mom. Thanks for all you’ve done Ara! 💕
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there, existing and soon-to-be! You all deserve the world today and always 💕
LOVES TO MAKE ALLURA LAUGH, like, really, really laugh. Its probably an awful joke, but she found it funny anyway and he loves that
When the co leaders of Voltron convene in the common room before bed, “mission debriefings”
*cough ahem* slowly end up turning into “getting to know each other
briefings”. Eventually all professional pretenses are dropped at the door
and they just end up relaxing around each other, both feeling free to be
BONUS: bearded Shiro ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) I have no explanation for that, just let me self indulge in peace
You and Joe have been dating for a little over a year now and you have gotten to know Joe’s family quite well in that time. You and Joe had decided spend a few days in Wiltshire to get away from the busy city life of London and spend time with Joe’s family.
“What do you two have planed for today?” Graham asked as the three of you sat around the table eating breakfast.
“Not sure really, might just have a walk around town, Y/N’s not seen everything yet” Joe answered his dad’s question.
“That sounds good to me seeing that we go back to London tomorrow.” You said sadly. Joe was right when he said that you were going to love the country side.
“Hey we’ll make it back more often this year, I promise. I need to take more time away from YouTube sometimes and what better way than coming over to see Daddy Sugg.” Joe said patting his dad on the shoulder.
“You guys are welcome anytime you know that and who knows maybe next visit you two will be looking at wedding venues” Graham said causing Joe to choke on his drink.
“You’re just as bad as the subscribers you know that” You laughed as Joe tired his hardest to control his cough.
“Cheers dad for almost killing me”
“Hey it could happen” Graham said before taking the plates off the table and walking them over to the sink.
The day was coming to an end and you and Joe were sat in a small restaurant watching the sun set through the window.
“Do we have to go back to London?” You said standing and throwing on your coat.
“I’m afraid so, we both have work on Monday” Joe said reaching for your hand which you gladly excepted and let him lead you out of the restaurant.
You frowned at Joe’s words as you walked over to his car. You knew he was right, you had to go back to work on Monday and Joe had a ton of meetings. But you also knew that he meant what he said about coming back more often because, whether Joe admitted it or not, he really missed home.
“Alright love, where are we off to now? Back to dad’s to chill or we can go to a bar.” Joe said once you two got in his car.
“Home’s fine, I kind of want to relax, we can watch that movie your dad was going on about last night.” you said smiling over at Joe.
The two of your arrived home and quickly changed yourselves out of your clothes and into something more comfortable and then headed back downstairs to find Graham had already set up the movie along with a few snacks.
You were woken up by a gentle hand moving across your cheek. Blinking your eyes open, you focused them on the tv screen that was now rolling through the end credits.
“How long was I asleep for?” You said looking up at Joe.
“Awhile, you maybe saw 15 minutes” Joe laughed lightly as you sat up and rubbed the sleep out eyes.
“Whoops, I guess the day just caught up with me” You said grabbing hold of Joe’s hand so he could help you off the couch.
“Well then off to bed it is” He said kissing your temple before turning off the tv and following you up the stairs.
The two of you did your nightly routine, brushing you teeth, washing your face, the usual things you did before you officially called it a night. You tucked yourself into bed when you heard Joe shout goodnight to his dad who was still downstairs before he entered the room and closed the door behind him. Joe climbed in bed and quickly pressed his lips against yours.
“Joe,” You managed to get out between kisses.
“Hmmm?” Joe hummed against your lips, before he deepened the kiss by pulling you on top of him.
You let out a small giggle before placing your lips back on Joe’s. “You’re dads awake.”
“So?” Joe said running his finger tips over the smooth skin of your bare legs.
“So stop it” you said pushing his hands off your legs.
Joe quickly moved his hands back, this time moving them higher up your thigh, “You know,” Joe said looking down at his hands on your skin, “I really like it when you sleep in just my t-shirt”
“Oh?” You raised and eyebrow up at him.
“Mhmm” he said reaching up to connect his lips with your again. Joe’s hands traveled from your thighs to your bum giving it a small squeeze as the kiss heated.
Joe fingers moved themselves underneath the lining your panties working their way back to your core.
“Joe” You said against his lips.
“Shhh, you’re going to have to be quiet love. My dads awake.” He said sliding a finger along your wet slit. You let out a airy moan when he slid a finger in and out slowly.
Joe flipped you over so you were laying next to him on the bed, your legs spread apart, his hand still inside your panties working at your core. Joe’s fingers slowed when you heard the stairs creak under the weight of his dad as he climbed up them. Joe pulled his fingers out of you and quickly removed your underwear followed by his own before moving himself over you, his weight held up by his hands.
Joe positionsed himself at you entrance and slowly pushed into you, your hand moving over your mouth to muffle your moan. Joe picked up the pace a little but still kept it slow to avoid any unnecessary noise.
Joe had only been thrusting into you for a few minutes when there was a quiet knock on the door before it opened slowly which caused both you and Joe to panic. Joe rolled himself off of you just as Graham had fully opened the door.
“DAD!” Joe said pulling the duvet up and over the two of you.
You tried to conceal your blush and laughter as you watched Graham jump at the sudden outburst and then realize what he had just walked in on.
“Oh I’m sorry, sorry. I forgot Y/N was here!” Graham said quickly backing out of the room and shutting the door.
You started laughing which caused Joe to shoot you a look before his attention was drawn to the sound of his phone receiving a text. He picked it up, reading the message quickly before rolling his eyes and jumping out of bed and pulling on some pants.
Joe left the room, the sound of footsteps up and down the stairs and muffled voices could be heard before Joe finally emerged back into the room.
He shut the door behind him before undressing himself again and getting back in bed. You looked over at him watching in the dark as he stared up at the ceiling.
“Umm, you alright?” You asked after a while of silence.
“Yep, dad just needed help finding something. We had a weird talk that I never thought I’d have to experience that ended with ‘I didn’t see anything by the way’.”
You let out small giggle at the slight fear in Joe’s voice.
“What?” He said turning to look at you.
“I told you.” You said, reaching over the bed to grab your underwear that Joe had tossed to the ground. You tugged them on before curling yourself around Joe, kissing his cheek and resting your head on his chest.
The next morning was weird. As the two of you got ready to head back to London, you could hear Graham rummaging through the kitchen downstairs and could tell Joe was dreading having to go down for breakfast.
“C’mon Joe, we can’t stay up here all day.” You said taking a seat on the made bed as you watched Joe repack his things for the third time.
“Maybe we can climb out of the window, it doesn’t seem that high up” Joe said moving to the window after zipping his bag up.
“You can jump out the window, I’ll be downstairs eating breakfast. Don’t call me when you’re hurt” You said moving for the door as you heard Joe groan behind you.
The two of you marched your way down the stairs and into the kitchen where Graham had been making breakfast.
“Morning Graham” You said taking a seat at the table watching Joe avoid eye contact with his dad.
“Morning guys” Graham said placing a plate full of eggs, toast and bacon on the table before taking a seat himself. “So um-”
“Don’t dad, lets just forgot this happened please” Joe said going in for the food.
You let out another small laugh as you looked over at Graham who looked pretty embarrassed.
“How are you not freaking out about this?” Joe said looking over at you.
“I just think it’s funny” You said letting out another laugh.
“It’s not.” Joe said shaking his head.
“This clearly hasn’t happened for you before has it?” you asked looking between Joe and Graham.
“No honestly, you’re the first girl Joe’s ever really brought home and to my knowledge, Zoe’s never had sex here” Graham said trying to remember the past.
“Alright dad enough please.” Joe said looking over at his dad.
“Hey fine, okay. This never happened.” Graham said putting his hands up in defense.
“Thank you.” Joe said letting out a sigh and taking a sip of his orange juice.
“Alright lets talk about something else. So when the wedding?” Graham said causing Joe to yet again choke on his drink.
Lucien buries his head in his hands, listening for the sound of retreating footsteps.
It takes a few seconds before his father leaves.
He grabs his remote to blast his speakers with MCR once again and falls back into the pillows on his bed. It’s been a fucking awful day. Like, most days suck, that’s a given, but today has been absolute shite and yesterday was bad and the day before that was average but it wasn’t good and all he can do to not fall apart completely is let out an ugly cry into his favorite pillow.
Lucien knows his dad is trying, deep down, but he doesn’t want to think about it right now. He doesn’t want to feel guilty on top of all the other shit he’s been taking home from school–kids laughing at him, older students going so far as to hit him one day and boy that started some shit, the guy he liked was busy all the time so scratch that out, and he couldn’t even talk to Ernest about any of it. The kid has his own problems.
He rolls over, pillow tight to his face, and clenches his eyes shut, trying to listen to the words of his music intently.
It takes five good songs for him to feel like he can breathe again, and the moment he does, another knock is on the door.
Lucien almost erupts when he sits up, ready to go off on his father. “I told you to–”
There’s a number of folded papers at the foot of his door, slipped under the crack at the bottom.
Prompt: “Hi, can you do one where Juggie gets really jealous of best friend Y/N
because she always goes out but she is just doing it on purpose? Because she
likes him? Then they admit their feelings.”
Word Count: 2.2k
Tags: Underage drinking, borderline underage
alcoholism, underage sex, smut, porn with plot, swearing. I know you said smut
or fluff but there’s going to be smut and angst
A/N: I just wanted to say that I’m really thankful for the kind messages
from everyone and for the followers who have been so patient with me. I’m sorry
it’s been so long. I’ve also never written heterosexual smut before, so sorry
if it sucks!! Smut is in the read more, so don’t read if you’re uncomfortable with smut and non asexual jughead
The people around me
cheer as I furiously chug the beer, I’m in a race against Reggie Mantle.
Loser must buy the winner a life time supply of Pop’s whenever they want.
Half of the party seems to be cheering me on, whilst
the other cheers for Reggie’s victory; from the corner of my eye, I look over
at Reggie who at the wrong time, sucks in air and ends up choking, he spits
I finish mine and crush the can triumphantly; I smile at Reggie who is wiping
beer of his face.
“Good game, Mantle.” I laugh, holding my hand out.
“I can’t believe I lost to a girl.” He huffs, shaking
“Didn’t you get the memo, Reggie? Chauvinism is dead.”
Jughead says, wrapping his arm around me.
“Hey Juggie!” I giggle, the alcohol is going to my
head, so is the loud thrum of the music.
Since its the Burger boy's birthday today, do you mind if i Request a Scenario with America and His S/O surprising him with a Party and with their Friends?? :)
[[ My boy deserves the very best ]]
When you and the others had heard America come home, you all had jumped out from your hiding places and surprised him. You expected a small shriek and maybe for him to fall over, but the unexpected reaction you got was him pulling out a gun. Really, you should have expected it. At least he hadn’t fired.
“Alfred! Oh my god, babe, it’s just us!” You see Alfred’s eyes widen and he quickly hides the gun in his holster as if he had never pulled it out.
“Dude, holy crap!” he laughs a bit forcefully and closes the door. “What uh… what’s this?”
“We set up a surprise birthday party for you. You’ve been really busy with work and said you wouldn’t have time to plan your annual parties sooo we threw a small one for you.” Knowing your boyfriend would never hurt you, you went up to him and kissed him in front of everyone. And of course, you heard a chorus of ooh’s and yeah’s behind you.
“You did all this for me?” He wraps his arms around you and speaks softly against your lips. Up close, you can see the heavy bags under his eyes.
“You’ve been working so hard so I thought I could get you some things to relax! Look! I even hired a bartender. Hard to come by July 4th.” You turn back to the kitchen where the man is already mixing a drink for Ivan who had snuck off the second the surprise was over. You make a face at him before turning back to Alfred who’s scanning the room.
“Wow. Thank you so much guys.” It slowly began to sink in that all his friends were gathered in one place for him. They had taken the time out of their busy lives to help plan and prepare a party for him. All his favorite foods were there, the corner was stacked with presents, and in the living room were boxes of fireworks. He tried to hide it at first but yeah, he was crying.
“You guys are the best.” His voice was wavering and his lip quivering. He took off his glasses as he wiped his tears, and seeing this, everyone let out a couple aw’s before all coming in for a group hug. You being the closest to him got to bury your face in his chest and already you could feel the stiffness leaving his body. You also noted that he had 4 magazines and 2 guns on his belt.
Once the sobfest was over, America went over to steal Ivan’s drink before downing it and grabbing a box of fireworks. “Let’s light em up!” The room erupted with noise as everyone ran out, carrying with them only what they needed. Some grabbed food, some beer and drinks, and some grabbing more fireworks.
The rest of the night was a blur. With the amount of fireworks you guys had, it was enough to last until midnight, and present opening had been chaos too. But in the end, everyone was happy and enjoyed themselves. For those who enjoyed themselves a bit too much, they just crashed in Alfred’s house as you two went up onto the roof to see the stars.
“Hey, Y/N.” he said quietly. You look up at him from your spot in his arms. “I want to thank you again for all this. I was kinda bummed at first because I thought I’d have to spend today alone but you really pulled through and saved the day.”
Your closeness allowed you to hear the way his heartbeat sped up talking about you and you feel your face slowly heat up. Oh! “Wait! I have one more thing. Stay here.” How could you forget the best part?! Quickly jumping out of his arms, you run down to his room to grab the thing you had hidden for the final surprise before running back up to him.
“Close your eyes!” you yell from the stairs and wait a few seconds for him to do so. After hearing his “Okay!”, you run up and go up to him. “Okay. Open.”
Alfred opens his eyes and moves around to focus on you then on the thing you hold in your hands. “A sky lantern?”
“Yeah. I remember when we were watching Tangled that you said you wanted to do something like that. So I bought one.”
“You… You remembered…?” He slowly takes the packaged lantern out of your hands and looks at it as if you had given him the most valuable thing on earth.
“If course I remembered, Goldie.” you call him by the nickname you had given him after saying he acted like a Golden Retriever when excited. “It’s something that’s important to you, and what’s important to you is important to me.” Saying that earned you a kiss and a teary-eyed American. It made his heart swell knowing someone listened to him and cared about him, and that person was you.
There was a comforting silence between the two of you as you set up the lantern and when releasing it, you had done it together, one arm wrapped around his waist and his around yours, as you two slowly set the lantern into the sky.
Watching it fly away was more magical than anything the movies could have shown. The lantern carried your wishes and your love, but what more could you wish for when all you ever wanted was right next to you.
“I love you.” he says softly, giving your hip a gentle squeeze.
Tonight had started off a bit unexpectedly but it had went and ended just the way you wanted. Alfred was happy and so was everyone else. You got to see that bright smile of his over and over again and in those moments, you just fell deeper in love with him. The night was perfect.
Imagine Barry going to the future and seeing your daughter
Barry’s feet lightly pads across the Star Labs floor. He peaks his head in the main lab and sees you holding a baby, rocking back and forth lighting. “Finally she’s asleep.” You whisper as Barry steps in. “Hey, I got our little monkey to finally go to sleep.” You say looking at your husband. Barry’s eye soften when he sees the baby sleeping soundly. “C-Can I hold her?” He says tenderly. “Yeah I mean you are Nora’s dad.” You slide the blanket wrapped child into Barry’s arms. He holds Nora gingery and kisses her forehead. “Nora, like my mom.” He whispers. Barry slightly tears up as Nora’s hands try to hold onto his suit. “You okay there?” You say a little worried why Barry is being so emotional, as if this was the first time he’s seen his daughter. “Yeah sorry it just really sat in that we have a baby.” You both smile faintly befor you say, “Okay Nora Iris Allen, it’s time for bed.” You take the baby from Barry’s arms and lay her down. “Iris?” Barry says confused. “Yeah Iris, we wanted to name her after amazing women and we thought it would also be a good legacy for the two of them.” “Wait legacy as in dead?!” “Um yes. Barry are you feeling okay you don’t seem like yourself?” Barry starts pacing. “I’m sorry but I have to go.” Barry speeds out leaving you extremely confused and with a now woken up baby crying.
I have a confession to make....ever since I was of age I've had sex with my dad and my brother. Not at the same time though and I love it...I love the feeling of my dads thick dick sliding in and out of me we are even going to try anal he will be my first.
The next request on the lineup is another for the lovely @decaf-for-cutie and comes from a long string of conversation that we have had about the ever adorable Big King, Tiny King AU! (Is it an AU? It’s as canon as canon gets in my opinion lololol).
Also, a word on my headcanons for Link’s mutism: so, if you guys ever read the one shots I’ve done on Ao3 that go with Sidon’s Epic Pining Adventure but were written before some of the more recent chapters, you will find that there are some differences between the two (and the drabbles relating to the series from this weekend). I’ll go back and make the appropriate changes on a later date but my biggest explanation for those differences (ie how I handle Link and his speaking) have changed as I’ve gotten a better handle on the characters.
The way I see it is, for Link to talk easily and freely is a very rare occurrence, even in the comfort of his own home. But part of what Decaf and I were gushing about was the idea of Link getting so comfortable with Sidon that, in certain settings, he is able to talk unrestricted. It only really happens in certain settings (like if if he distressed or pissed and he’s spouting out curse words right and left, or if Sidon is upset and he’s trying to calm him, or if the two are getting ready for bed and just enjoying the quiet of the evening. But they’re usually very specific instances). The rest of the time, Link is signing and giving one or two word phrases to communicate.
But for this drabble, Link finds himself in one of those instances where he’s free to speak as he pleases~
Sidon woke with a start, sitting up suddenly, gasping for air.
He hadn’t realized that he had screamed as he awoke, nor did he realize that he was crying until Link’s body followed him, wrapping small yet strong arms around his waist and hushing him gently.
“Shhh, it’s okay,” Link whispered, rubbing his back. Sidon heaved, trying to level his breathing but to no avail. The dream had been so real, so…so possible to come true, even now as he surveyed his surroundings and found himself in Hateno within the comfort of Link’s home.
How about boys dating someone who;s much older than them and their families and friends are against their reklationships?
I’m generally don’t care about age, it’s just when there’s a huge jump, like 6+ that makes me personally uncomfortable in mostly any relationship (Romantic), as long as it’s not predatory and is made between two consenting adults.
I know this isn’t a huge jump to some people, but to me it is and I don’t knock (consenting non-predatory) loves.
Noctis moaned as he rolled over hearing your soft talking from the other side of the room, trying not to wake up the Prince from his nap.
“…we’re both consenting adults…he’s 20 years old.”
The same conversation, he groaned, hearing your voice breaking as you tried to keep up the fight. Only to roll from the bed, as he moved over to you.
“Dad, it’s not like that! We’re…Noctis?” You called, as the young man in question pulled the phone from your hands. Ending the call for you, “Noctis?”
“Come cuddle with me.” Noctis stated, as he pulled you back to bed, tossing your phone on the nightstand, before crawling into bed with you.
“Did I wake you up?”
“Nah.” Noctis muttered burying his head within your chest, only to roll over and groan as your phone begun to vibrate. Glaring at it, as he waited for it to stop ringing, yet once it stopped, it would than start up again.
You nearly jumped from your skin, as Noctis sat up quickly, grabbing your phone, “Noctis, who is it?”
Noctis read, ‘Dad’ across the screen, sliding the bar to answer, before loudly calling ,”Fuck off!” Before hanging up and then holding down the power button to turn the phone off, and dropping it to the side of the bed.
You sat in stunned silence, before you began to giggle loudly, as he snuggled back into your chest, “Well, that’s just gonna piss them off more.”
“I don’t care, I’m the Prince what are they going to do?”
“You’re a cougar, you know that! Omfg, just cougar, look at him he looks 12.”
You quickly grabbed Prompto’s hand, as you quickly left the conversation with your “friends” refusing to cry. It started as jokes, but over time begun to get more aggressive and rude.
“Sweetie, Sweetie!” Prompto called, jogging to keep up with you, as you found a clearing the young man moved before you, noticing the tears quickly escaping your eyes as you tried to hide you sniffles. “Come here, come here.”
You allowed yourself to be pulled into Prompto’s embrace, as he stroked your back and hair, whispering sweet things to you, “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be, as long as we’re happy right? I mean are you happy?”
You looked toward your boyfriend, “Of course I’m happy.”
Prompto smile, before pressing a kiss to your forehead, “All right, but just to be sure, let’s get some ice cream.”
You nearly jumped from your skin as you heard your phone going off, rolling from the large cuddled heater in your shared bed, you snagged the phone thinking it to be an emergency.
“Are you fucking serious?”
You groaned sitting up, “Mom, is there something wrong?”
“Yes, you’re out here sleeping with a boy! He is a child!”
You rolled from Gladiolus’s large bare chest, sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing your face as you realized that it was 4 in the morning, you both would need to be up in a couple of hours, “Mom, shut up, unless you or Dad are sick or dying don’t call me again with this bullshit.”
You quickly hung up, tossing your phone to the bed, before groaning, rubbing your hands over your face, knowing you had just added fuel to the fire. Only to feel a large bicep arm, wrapped around your waist, dragging you back to the bed to lay down.
“Did I wake you up, baby?” You asked, as he positioned you back to rest your head against his chest.
“Nah, your Mom did, just calling to yell at you again?”
Gladiolus yawned loudly, before scratching the back of your head, “One day at a time, Babe, they’ll shut up about it eventually.”
“Well that could have gone better.” You muttered, stepping into the house, kicking off your kitten heels before collapsing to the couch, your arm going over your eyes as you gave a soft huff.
You had just came from dinner with your parents, it was supposed to be relaxing and enjoyable, yet then your Father decided he couldn’t hold it in any longer, and just lost his entire mind. Yelling about how you’re robbing the craddle, even though your Mother had mentioned multiple times that the age gap between her and your Father was much larger.
Only to result in Daddy Dearest to start fuming even louder, saying that it was a product of their time, and who cares if the man is elder? What you were doing was sick and wrong.
Yet what was even more embarrassing than that, was that you were all escorted out the restaurant, which you couldn’t decide which was worse. The embarrassment of your Father, or being led from the restaurant by staff, and banned.
“I’m so sorry about that Ignis.” You groaned, as you felt the man move to sit beside you, as you rested your head on his shoulder, arm still over your eyes.
“It is fine, my Dear, both the service and food weren’t all that good either way. I wouldn’t want to give them another try.”
You giggled softly, “And my parents?”
Ignis sighed softly, wrapping that arm you were resting against around your shoulders, “Well with that My Dear, I’d have to say, your Mother is a rather wonderful woman, I shall send her flowers for the troubles.”
“And my Dad?”
“Somethings are better left unsaid. Now since we were kicked out before dessert allow me to whip something up for you.”
“Is it weird if I say that your dad’s really hot?”
The question came out of Eren’s mouth without even thinking about it. He hadn’t meant to say it, had only been thinking to himself about how hot his best friend’s dad is.
Mikasa looked over at him, eyebrow cocked in a silent question that had Eren looking away to fiddle with his shoelaces. They were suddenly more interesting than facing the girl next to him, especially since he didn’t feel like explaining himself.
“Yeah,” Mikasa said with a nod, “it is. Please don’t tell me that you’re actually into my dad.” When Eren said nothing, he could feel her eyes boring into his skin, jaw dropped in shock and she punched him in the arm. “Eren!”
He whined, leaning away from her as he cradled his arm and rubbed the spot that he knew was going to bruise the next day. “What? Why did you punch me?”
“You can’t possibly be into my dad.”
Eren grumbled to himself, a blush riding high on his cheeks. He definitely was into Mr. Ackerman. Couldn’t help it.
“Gross,” she groaned and let her hands reach up to rub at her face.
“Listen,” Eren tried his hand at defending himself, “it’s not my fault your dad is hot as shit. God. Maybe you should tell him to turn down his hotness a couple notches.”
He could have laughed at the incredulous look she gave him. Could even feel the headache himself from how hard she rolled her eyes. He watched as she shook her head, running her tongue over her teeth as if she wanted to say something but refrained from it.
“I swear to God if I find out you’re fucking my dad,” she paused, sliding off the tire swing she had been sitting on and pointed a stern finger at him, “you’re in a whole new world of hurt.”
Eren snorted. “What? Gonna cut my dick off?”
“Don’t tempt me.”
He held his hands up in defense, following her inside. Internally beating himself up, he plopped down on the couch with a small groan as Mikasa made her way into the kitchen. Of course, he had planned to tell her… at some point. Like after they graduated high school and Ere was of legal age. At the moment, he was only 17 just like Mikasa. He never actually planned on anything happening between him and Levi, but a teenage boy can dream.
“God you’re disgusting.” Mikasa’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts and he glanced over in time to catch the water bottle that she threw at him. “Of all the hot guys in our school you have to be into—”
“Who’s into who?”
They looked over their shoulders, watching as her dad walked in, using a hand towel to wipe off the grease that had collected on his hands from working on the old car in their driveway. His eyebrows raised as they just stared at him.
Eren clenched his jaw, looking away as he elbowed Mikasa next to him.
“Nothing. It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it,” she waved him off and turned forward again so that she could turn on the T.V. “Just high school drama. You’re too old for that.”
Eren could hear him walking closer to them, tensing as Levi gripped the back of the couch and leaned closer. “Me? Old?” He scoffed, hand reaching up to ruffle Mikasa’s hair.
Never would Eren ever get used to hearing the older man’s deep chuckle, especially the one that rumbled deep in his chest. It suited him and Eren would be lying if he said that he didn’t think of it often. Maybe too often.
“You guys hungry?” Levi asked as he walked away and into the kitchen.
Eren let his eyes linger on the other’s frame for a second too long, admiring his back muscles and the way his shirt clung to his body in the perfect way because of his sweat. Couldn’t help but shamelessly check out his ass.
Do you have any headcanons for your skk family au? :D
((HNNGGGG yes yes I do! Here we go, this is kinda long:
- Dazai and Chuuya end up getting a large apartment because they just have a feeling people are going to want to crash with them when things are too hectic at the respective organizations. Chuuya’s got a lot of money and Dazai has a bunch too from being an executive, so they end up getting a really nice condo with 4 bedrooms, 2 and a half baths and plan on having an office and a couple guest rooms but of course the kids throw those plans out the window
- Atsushi and Kyouka are the first ones to show up, mostly because of work but also because they’re both still in need of adult guidance in their lives. Dazai really likes having them around, and Chuuya is of course familiar with Kyouka, so he stops to interact with them as well. It takes only a little bit for him to become fiercely protective of Atsushi because holy shit who could hurt this damaged little ray of sunshine? Dazai comes home to find Chuuya babying the both of them one day and is all Oh god we have kids now.
- Ryuu eventually finds out that fucking Jinko is hanging around at Dazai and Chuuya’s place, gets angry and goes over to fight him. This becomes a common thing, but either Dazai or Chuuya are home enough that he gets told to cut it out so it just becomes Ryuu coming over to steal food out of the fridge and taunt his nemesis. It takes 1 physical fight between them to send Chuuya flying off the handle and screaming at them to ensure it never happens again in the house.
- Gin starts coming around to find her brother, but she’s on such good terms with everyone that she’s regularly invited in to stay and hang out if she wants. She’s mature enough that she just sticks to making snarky jokes with Chuuya and Dazai and acting as Kyouka’s big sis.
- Chuuya likes playing with Kyouka’s hair, so they spend most of their bonding time messing with each other’s hair on the floor in the living room. Gin sometimes passes through and stops to participate, since she knows all kinds of cool complicated hairstyles. Atsushi sometimes just lets someone brush his hair because it feels nice. Dazai ruins everything by coming in a messing everyone’s hair up.
- Gin is surprisingly aware of when Dazai and Chuuya need alone time/are having a fight, so she’ll try to shoo all the kids away for a bit. Funny enough, Ryuu is the least aware of this.
- Atsushi truly is an overgrown housecat; people are used to finding him asleep everywhere and just stepping over him to go about their business.
- Chuuya works with Atsushi on his fighting skills, since they’re both suited for close combat. Alternately, Ryuu begins making efforts to slowly start talking to Dazai, it starts off awkwardly but gets better, and Dazai’s more than willing to give him strategy tips.
- Kyouka’s more than capable of taking care of herself but literally everyone would straight up eviscerate anyone who so much as looks at her wrong.
- Everyone becomes super comfortable with each other, to the point where if someone stays stationary for long enough, they’ll wind up with someone flopped over their legs or something. The only except is Ryuu, who’s not 100% fine with physical contact yet, but getting better. He’s completely fine with Gin, is used to Chuuya putting his arm around his shoulder or messing with his hair, will accept whatever Kyouka does, and dies for Dazai ruffling his hair, but Atsushi is still a big no.
- Chuuya has a hard time not spoiling the kids, especially Atsushi and Kyouka since they’re younger and have less of their own money. New clothes and electronics appear in Atsushi’s room regularly. If he’s out with Kyouka, any stuffed animal that catches her eye similarly winds up in her room a day later. Dazai’s much the same way, but he’s more obvious, he’ll ask what she’s looking at and then just snatch it up and buy it for her.
- Chuuya tries to maintain order and demand regular meals and sleeping schedules for everyone. Dazai is the fun dad who lets everything slide/sneaks everyone candy and sweets.
- They have visitors sometimes; Kunikida will show up on work related business for Dazai, Atsushi, and Kyouka, but the hecticness always drives him off. Kouyou will stop by for tea or lunch to see Kyouka and Chuuya, but can’t help but develop a soft spot for Atsushi. Higuchi stops by a lot but is still thrown off by the weird family dynamic going on (esp. when Chuuya tries to feed her.) Soseki becomes the surrogate grandpa of the family. He sees the family unit as a bridge between both organizations and an ideal way to repair ties between the groups how he intended. And he likes spoiling the kids too :3c
- Because Gin is so stylish and put together when off the clock, she likes taking Kyouka shopping, or dressing her up. Sometimes she even lets Kyouka borrow clothing or jewelry like a good big sister.
- The best thing Dazai has ever done for Ryuu and Atsushi’s relationship was buying a co-op fighting video game and sticking it in the living room. It’s the only time thus far where they’ve chilled out and worked together on something without fighting, even if they didn’t realize that’s what they were doing.
- Sometimes Dazai and Chuuya will be doing something and one of them will make a comment and they’ll freeze and realize how domesticated they’ve gotten. They didn’t even plan on getting married, let alone basically becoming parents, so when one of them comments on how Atsushi’s going to need new shoes, or they’re worried about Kyouka’s teeth and might need to make an appointment, they just stare wide-eyed at each other like “oh no”
Sometimes a little bit of worry makes you see things clearer
This is a piece of fluff with just a pinch of angst, that just appeared on my screen when I was trying to do other stuff. I hope you like it :)
Erik is feeling anxious, there are some communication issues and a happy ending. Featuring Dadneto, Charles, Wanda and Azazel
you so depressed dad? I thought you would finally be happy now that me and
Pietro are in college.” These are first words Wanda says to Erik during their
weekly Skype session one November morning. It takes a while that the words
register, during which Erik notes how mature his little girl looks and how
messy her dorm room is.
what happened to your… wait what? I’m not depressed!” Erik says and cringes
when Wanda bursts out laughing.
“Dad, I can
see it on your face. Something is wrong. What is it? Is there something going
on between you and Charles?”
shoulders slump in front of Wanda’s stare. He can’t lie to her nor can he lie