strawberry and blueberry waffle

anonymous asked:

imagine daddy!tyler and little!ethan making waffles together, and since little!ethan convinced daddy!tyler to buy every flavor syrup available (maple, strawberry, blueberry, butterscotch, etc), little!ethan keeps trying to fill every single waffle hole with a different syrup flavor and he's making a huge mess so daddy!tyler keeps having to wipe all the syrup off but little!ethan can't stop giggling so daddy!tyler doesn't have to heart to chide him —Kait

im… d ead,

Fresh Fruit Waffle Sandwich with Chocolate Hazelnut Spread from Sleepy Hollow located in Magic Kingdom.

Mornings with Queenie would include...

Originally posted by wandamaixmoff

So I got this prompt and I didn’t even think about this! But I love the idea

  • Feeling her breath in the crook of your neck
  • Small cheek kisses to wake you up in the morning.
  • Shes always first to wake up because she can hear your thoughts for clearly as your beginning to wake. 
  • Queenie gets you dressed since you work at the macusa with her, but as an auror.
  • She loves making you waffles with strawberries and blueberries. She always kisses you while you are trying to hurry for work. 
  • It does calm you down…
  • If you’re not going to work she usually rests her head in your lap as you sit down on the couch reading your book. 
  • She likes to play with your hair a lot in bed, she says its cute,
  • Tina telling you both to get a room 
  • Giving Queenie neck kisses and her giggling as you both watch the sun rise from your window.
  • Running around playing games on a sunday because its your day of and hers but Tina had to work
  • Being an auror makes her 10x more protective over you. So she always says “be safe” before you walk out the door
  • “Come on, honey, lets get you some food”
  • Waking up to her out of the bed but instead making you breakfast and the sweet smell of strudels

Anyway this made me v happy thank you for the request!

Sunshine Day

“Holy shit,” Bucky said.

“Get out!” One snarled, flinging all of his sixty pound body at Bucky.

“No,” Bucky said, even when Twooie steeled herself and doubled the force being used to attempt to propel him out of the kitchen doorway. “What are you doing?”

“Supervising,” Steve supplied, offering him a cup of coffee over the Things’ heads.

Bucky took the cup and the Things quit pushing, for fear they’d spill hot coffee on themselves.

“What is all this?” Bucky tried again.

“It’s your breakfast,” Twooie said, glowering at him.

“Now get out,” One said, trying to kick him in the shin.

“Right, so, I eat a lot, but I don’t need- what-”

“Cream cheese stuffed french toast, blueberry muffins, strawberry waffles, chicken sausage with apples and cinnamon, mushroom and green pepper omelet, fruit salad, hash browns and home fries, kolaches, and some kind of casserole thing that smells really good,” Steve listed.

“You’re going to kill me,” Bucky said, amused. “I can’t eat all this.”

“Luckily you have eight kids,” Trip said, frowning down at the skillet. “And we used chicken sausage, so other than One and the omelet, there’s nothing we won’t eat.”

Steve snickered into his coffee. “They even got the Bits to set the table without throwing napkins at each other.”

Bucky raised his fingers to touch the blush spreading across the back of his neck.

“I don’t really understand the overload here,” he said.

“Happy Sunshine Day!” Four declared, flinging herself into him at the waist. Bucky dropped his arm and put it around her shoulders. “Just roll with it. You know how the Things get if you make a big deal out of their gestures.”

One swatted her in the back of the head with a dishtowel. Twooie huffed and went back to buttering the muffins.

“Sunshine Day,” Bucky muttered, the blush spreading up to the shells of his ears. “What the actual Hell.”