i love mommy and daddy pairing

Okay honestly one of my favorite things about Ouran is Kyoya’s character development???

 He’s one of the most static characters; he’s calm, cool, collected, intelligent, and the obvious moral compass of the group,

 But as the season goes on you start to notice a few cracks…like, the kind where you see the real Kyoya poking through, begging for someone to let him out???

 As you learn his backstory you realize that while he’s the mother of the group, he’s actually the child of his family, which makes SO MUCH SENSE, 


 And I feel like that somehow corresponds with everything he does within the club, and why he’s so meticulous about everything, because maybe in his subconscious somewhere he thought to himself,

 "If my father were to ever catch me in this club, at least I would have something to show for it,“ which is why he’s so undeniably efficient with all that he controls.

 And the way he feels about Tamaki is absolutely PRECIOUS to see, because at first you feel like he thinks of Tamaki as a genuine moron, (which is how I felt really, I can’t really speak for everyone,) and then you get to the, “And so Kyoya Met Him!” episode.

Which is when you finally get to see how exactly their friendship began in the first place, the history behind our daddy and mommy of the Host Club. And you realize, “Hey, I wasn’t that far off. Kyoya DID think he was a moron, at one point.”

And while Kyoya still thinks Tamaki is an idiot, it’s more of a term of endearment at this point, rather than an insult. Because as weary as he is of Tamaki’s antics, when he thought he was gonna lose him, Kyoya absolutely lost it.

And that was A FREAKING PLEASURE to see because you realize NO MATTER HOW MANY TIMES KYOYA CALLS HIM AN IDIOT, OR MORON, OR REFERS TO HIM AS A BURDEN, you know in your heart that that silly blonde prince means the world to Kyoya, and that is in fact his best friend. 

So throughout the season, obviously each character makes their own significant steps to becoming more individual, coming into themselves, but Kyoya’s developement is definitely one of my favorites.

Mommy Daddy Time

Pairing: Jared x Reader
Words: 100
Requested by Anonymous:   Do you do requests for the actors of Spn?? If that’s a yes, Can I request Jared x mommy Reader? With super cuddly/needy kids trying to steal mom away from dad. If not then it’s okay; I love you work c: 

          You felt Jared’s hand caress your face softly, bringing you out of your sleep. You opened your eyes and smiled at him, “Hi,” you said sleepily.

           “Good morning, Beautiful,” he kissed you softly.

           “Mmm …” you kissed him back, “I do love waking up to good morning kisses from you.”

           “Best start to my day,” Jared grinned, pulling you into his arms, “Thought we could spend a little time together before the day starts.”

           “I can get on board with that,” you smiled, kissing him again.

           “Mommy!” a loud yell from your daughter’s room cut through the moment between you and your husband.

           “Duty calls,” you smiled at Jared apologetically.

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anonymous asked:

I adored your recent drabble with mommy!steph and baby!tony. I love how they interacted and the imagery was just so cute omg. You wrote a mommy/baby relationship as well as you do daddy/baby (not that there's really much difference tbh) I've had a thing for nursing in fanfics so much, but I don't really like a lot of lesbian or straight pairings atm so ... no mommy stuff could come out of it. This scratched the itch I had to read SO GOOD and I just. Thank you so much for writing it!

I kinda like the nursing aspect in NSAP too. I’ve never dared to cross that line with daddy/baby (well, in humans anyway), but who knows? And you’re right; I’d never written mommy/baby before but it is very similar.

Crying Princess

“He’s only been here for a day, but you already love him more than me, daddy. Mommy does too”

The loud pitter patter of a pair of feet echoed through the house, as well as an excited scream as you entered your home. Andy followed behind you, a bag slung over his shoulder and a carrycot in his hands. Inside of the said carrycot, was his newborn child, only a day old. A healthy boy who they named Leo.

“Mommy! Daddy!”, you smiled softly, yet tiredly, as your daughter, Mina, came crushing into your legs, hugging them tightly. “I missed you so much! Is Leo finally here? Can I see him?!”, you bent down to hug your little princess tightly. “Talk a bit quieter, okay? Leo is sleeping”, Mina nodded and struggled out of your arms to greet her father, but as soon as her eyes set on the small baby inside the carrycot, she stopped.

“Is that my brother?”, she whispered in awe and raised her hand to touch his cheek, but before her skin could even graze his, the stern voice of her grandmother made her back away slightly. “Don’t!”, all of you looked towards the living room where your mother was leaning against the door frame, an angry expression on her face. “Don’t disturb him, he’s sleeping”

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