i will pay you $0 to let me ruffle your hair

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 You’re On; And Some *Cristiano Ronaldo X Junior imagine *

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Standing a little ways from the wall, I made sure I was quiet and stayed hidden as Cristiano opened up the cabinet. I watched as the baby powder sprayed in his face this caused me to burst out laughing, walking out from where I was I continued to laugh as I saw his face. 

He gave me a really blank face and chuckled slightly, “This was creative, how’d you pull it off?” He asked 

I gave him a smile, “I have my ways” 

He shook his head, as the baby powder came off with it. I laughed and he sighed, taking off his clothes. “I’m going to take another shower” He said

I chuckled, “I love you” I said walking out

Going into the kitchen I grabbed the box of Cheerios, and then grabbed a bowl placing it on the counter. As I opened up the box something felt weird about it but I didn’t worry about it as I began pouring the cereal into the bowl, looking down at the bowl I screamed as I saw an eight legged creature inside of the bowl. 

I heard laughter from behind me and saw Cristiano standing there a smile on his now clean face. I pointed at him, “Y-You did this?” I asked

He nodded, “You didn’t think I would let you continue doing this whole prank thing and let you get away with it?” Cristiano asked leaning against the counter

I looked at the bowl that was across the room on the counter and then looked at Cristiano, “Well are you going to get rid of it?” I asked looking at him

Cristiano chuckled, “Alright, alright” He said before going to get the bowl

After he took out the bowl dumping the creature back into its natural world I looked at him, “I hope you know it’s on” I said

Cristiano chuckled, “Sorry sweetheart but it’s been on since you threw my gel out last week” He said

I stuck my tongue out at him and walked past him, “I’m going to get something outside to eat I don’t trust anything over here” I said

Cristiano chuckled, as I walked towards the door it opened before I could open it and it showed Junior with his backpack. He looked between the two of us, “Where are you going Y/N?” He asked

I gave him a smile, “I’m going to get some ice cream” I said

“Can I go?” He asked looking at Cristiano

“Actually I have something that we’re going to do together” Cristiano said 

Junior groaned, “But I want to go with Y/N “ He said

I gave him a smile, bending down and whispering in his ear I told him, “I need to you to keep an eye on your dad, he’s planning something” I said

Junior looked at me and nodded his head, “I will” 

I smiled ruffling his hair and turning to Cristiano, “No more bugs” I said

He chuckled, “No promises” He said

I sighed before walking out of the house and to my car. 

~

When I pulled back up to the house, I had an ice-cream in one hand, fries, and then a milkshake. Entering the house, I noticed it was a lot quieter than normal which made me get suspicious; so setting down the stuff in my hands I walked towards the other side of the house where the movie room was.

Once I was in front of the door I twisted the doorknob before pushing the door open, and it was a good thing I didn’t walk through it because then I would’ve been drenched in cold water with ice. 

I heard laughing coming from inside of the room, and I raised an eyebrow. “Doesn’t it feel nice to get pra-Wait you’re not wet” Cristiano said

I chuckled crossing my arms, “Yes because I didn’t walk into the room Cris” I said

“Pai did Y/N get soaked in water?” Junior asked excitedly

I looked over to him, “Junior, I thought we had a deal” I said

Junior gave me a smile, “I have to help Pai” He said before running off somewhere in the house

I looked at Cristiano and chuckled, “Better luck next time babe” 

Just as I turned around and went to walk away I noticed that my hand wouldn’t get off the door knob. Looking over to it I tried to take it off but it wouldn’t budge, my eyes shifted up to Cristiano, “Did you glue the door knob?” I asked

He chuckled, “Maybe” 

“Cristiano” I said

He walked out of the room, and a little ways from me, “Seems like you gotta find a way to separate your hand from the door” He said walking still

I groaned, “Cristiano this isn’t funny” I said

He shrugged, “I love you” 

My mouth fell open as he walked away and I couldn’t see him anymore, looking back down at my hand I groaned and decided to sit down. And you know what I probably sat there for a good 30 minutes before I felt my hands connection to the door knob start to get a little loose. 

Shaking my hand a little more, it finally came off and I stood up making my way down the hall I saw Junior and Cristiano sitting down on the couch. “Thanks for helping by the way” I said

Cristiano chuckled, “Oh you finally got your hand off the door” He said 

“Yeah, yeah I did” I said

~The Next Two Days

“CRISTIANO!” I yelled

I heard laughing and then he popped into the mirror a smile on his face, “Hey babe I think you’re looking a little bit lighter than normal” He said 

I glared, “Do you know how long it took me to do my makeup?” I asked groaning

He leaned on the frame, “Do you know how long it took me to get out of the shower without finding Ketchup and Mustard in a new place?” He asked

Groaning, I began the process of removing everything. I was kind of just glad at the fact that I decided against putting on my clothes. “Oh do you mind going to the game alone?” He asked

I raised an eyebrow, “Why don’t we just go there together?” 

He smiled, “Because I have to do something before hand” 

I nodded, “Yeah sure” 

~

Getting out of my car, I walked into the stadium and to my regular seat. It was already starting to get filled up, and after a little while the game started. 

So far it was going well the challenges given by both Madrid and Sevilla were equal and our refs didn’t suck. By the time halftime rolled by it was 2-0, so I pulled out my phone, scrolling through it as everyone waited for the time to dwindle down. 

After a while the game resumed, and as I was watching something seemed completely off. However I couldn’t exactly place my finger as to what it was, I continued to watch as Cristiano got the ball and it didn’t take long for the Sevilla defender to come over and begin to challenge him. 

But as he did that, he was going to fast to even really stop and ended up slide tackling Cristiano. I didn’t make any reaction because this sort of thing happens every game, I sat back and watched as the guys went over to see if he was alright. 

However I started to get worried as I saw he wasn’t getting up after a while, and it made me go to the edge of my seat. I could see slightly that he was holding his leg, as the trainers went out I was standing now. “Y/N!” Someone called out

Looking over it was Marcelo who pointed up, confused I looked up and saw the screen. On it said, “Will you marry me?” 

Bringing my view back down to the boys I saw Cristiano standing a smile on his face, and he pointed next to me. Turning to look I saw the Real Madrid Juniors holding the sign, my hands went to my mouth. “So will you marry us?” 

Words really couldn’t form from my mouth and the only thing I could do was nod, the entire stadium once again cheered as if the boys scored another goal. And I felt someone tap my shoulder, turning I saw Cristiano smiling. “Let’s End the Pranks and Start our Wedding Planning”

Spend The Night (Part 6)

Originally posted by christythedweeb

Summary: Dean and reader spend another night together…

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Pairing: student!Dean x reader

Word Count: 1,500ish

Warnings: language

A/N: *shakes head* These two are just too adorable…


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Starling: Chapter Seventeen

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Roy had approached Earth from orbit more times than he could remember anymore, and it struck him that Empyrean beaches were very wide. The pale, crinkly border of sand was much fatter than he was used to, like the bold outline on a children’s map made into living land. But then again maybe it was his imagination, because the beach they were bearing down on looked normal.

They made egress into the same kind of commercial spaceport Roy would expect to see on Earth, if it weren’t for all the aliens bustling around amongst the brisk-walking, dressed-up humans. As he followed his classmates in a big clump, he was overwhelmed by a general tall brightness, which was somewhat offset by wide-brimmed hats and ugly rolling luggage. He spotted a pair of knee-high raptor children, feathers dull and downy, following an adult and hefting matching pink backpacks, and remembered with a jolt that Elliott must have once looked like that, but that Elliott certainly didn’t look like that anymore.

Customs was expedited, but it still seemed to take an age. Roy shoved his passport at the agent and hardly even felt awkward getting stared at. “Welcome to Empyrean, Mr. Calabi,” the person said. If they craned to stare at him, he was definitely looking the other way.

He scanned every blue face he could see. He’d hoped to meet Elliott at some point, of course, but he hadn’t known it was going to happen at all, let alone so soon. What on Earth—so to speak—was he supposed to say?

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