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My Naโvi identity ๐ฅฐ๐๐
โจ Rotxanรญ โจ
Metkayina origins
There are definitely some things I need to fix (ex: eye color and adding tahnรญ) but here she is!
โยทห เผ * EMMETT CULLEN HEADCANONS ๐ฬธ.แ
๐ youโre a single mom
you moved to forks with your baby daughter after a messy breakup.
you needed a fresh start. something quiet, a place where no one knew your name or asked too many questions.
forks was perfect. grey skies. cheap rent. a little too quiet, maybe, but safe.
your first week in town is uneventful until you run into them, the cullens. gorgeous, odd, too perfect to be real. rosalie glares. alice smiles politely. edward barely looks at you. but emmettโฆ emmett stares.
he sees you holding your daughter at the grocery store and nearly drops a bag of flour. (he never drops anything.)
his throat burns like fire, and yet his chest aches in a way it never has before. not just because youโre his blood singer. youโre his mate.
he doesnโt approach at first. itโs too much. you smell like home and desire and danger all at once. and thereโs a baby. your baby. that throws him completely off-beat.
carlisle explains that itโs rare, but not impossible. a vampire finding a human and becoming drawn to their blood. itโs intense. risky. dangerous if emmett loses control. so he keeps his distanceโฆ at first.
you notice him. of course you do. heโs huge, charming, and always at the diner you like.
he doesnโt speak to you, but he watches you like heโs trying to memorize your expressions, like youโre someone sacred.
it starts small. one rainy morning your car wonโt start outside the daycare, and he appears like a knight in shining armor (or in this case, a rain-soaked hoodie).
โneed a hand?โ his voice is deep and oddly gentle. it rumbles right through you.
after that, he starts popping up more. holding doors open. fixing your mailbox. helping you carry groceries. you donโt question it. youโre too tired, too grateful. and heโs so good with your daughter it makes your chest ache.
she adores him. giggles every time she sees him. she drooled on his shirt once and he wore it the rest of the day like a badge of honor.
the others start to notice how emmett changes around you. heโs softer. protective. less reckless. rosalie is cold toward you, but emmett stays firm. you are his.
you eventually invite him in for coffee (well, you have coffee. he holds a mug and pretends). you tell him about your past. the way your ex left. the way you donโt trust easily. emmett listens like every word is gold.
he never rushes you. never touches without asking. never looks at you like a burden.
itโs in the way he cradles your daughterโs head, the way he asks about your job, the way he doesnโt flinch when she throws up on his hoodie.
one night, sheโs teething and wonโt stop crying. youโre exhausted. emmett hears from outside, he always lingers near your place just in case and knocks gently.
โwant some help?โ he holds her for hours, humming softly, swaying back and forth like he was born to be a dad.
that night, you cry into his shoulder. he holds you like youโre breakable. like youโre the most precious thing heโs ever touched.
you still donโt know what he is. not yet. heโs waiting for the right time. waiting until youโre ready to hear it. because this love. itโs slow, but itโs real.
and one day, when you look at him and say, โi feel safe with you,โ he knows. he knows heโs not just your mate. heโs home. for both of you.
emmett knows he has to tell you. he feels like a liar every time he holds your baby, every time you laugh at one of his dumb jokes, every time you fall asleep on the couch next to him while a cartoon plays in the background.
he doesnโt want you to find out the hard way. youโve been through enough. but heโs terrified. not for himself, for you.
what if you run? what if you take your daughter and disappear, and he never sees either of you again?
so he waits for the right moment. and it comes on a quiet night when your daughter is finally asleep, and youโre curled up beside him on the couch.
rain taps the windows, and you look at him and whisper, โyouโre notโฆ normal, are you?โ
his eyes soften. โno. iโm not.โ
when he tells you the truth. about the cullens, about himself, about the way your blood nearly destroyed him the day he first saw you, your first instinct isnโt fear. itโs awe.
because somehow, it makes everything make sense. the way he always knew where you were. the way he never ate. the way he carried your heavy stroller with one hand like it weighed nothing.
โyouโreโฆ a vampire,โ you repeat, more curious than afraid.
โyeah,โ he says, quietly. โbut i would never hurt you. or her. iโd tear myself apart before i ever let that happen.โ
and the way his voice shakes? the way his eyes stay locked on you, desperate, afraid, pleading? you believe him.
thereโs space after that. not distance, but breathing room. you need time to process, and he gives you that. no pressure. no expectations.
just him, still showing up every morning to walk you out to your car, still showing up with pacifiers and bottles and a new stuffed animal โhe saw and thought sheโd like.โ
he doesnโt push to hold your daughter anymore but she reaches for him anyway. emmett melts every time. that tiny little hand grabbing his thumb? heโd go to war for her.
one night she calls him โmett.โ just โmett.โ and he goes completely still. โdid sheโdid she justโ?โ you laugh, tell him itโs her version of his name. he doesnโt stop smiling for hours.
slowly, the relationship shifts. you fall in love with him in the quiet moments:
when he rocks her to sleep without you asking.
when he calls just to check if youโve eaten.
when he keeps a baby blanket in his jeep โjust in case.โ
when he says, โsheโs lucky to have you,โ and his voice cracks.
he falls in love with the way you hum while making breakfast. the way you know exactly how to soothe your daughterโs cries. the way you still carry the world on your back, but never let it show.
itโs slow. intimate. earned.
the first time he kisses you, itโs after a long, hard day. youโre holding your baby on your hip, your hairโs a mess, and you whisper, โi donโt know what iโd do without you.โ and his hand gently cups your cheek like heโs afraid youโll disappear if he blinks.
โyou wonโt ever have to find out,โ he says, voice low.
and then he kisses you like youโre the only thing thatโs ever mattered.
emmett notices everything. if your shoulders slump, if your voice gets quiet, if you sigh a little too deeply while folding laundry, heโs already moving.
heโs the type to scoop you up off the couch bridal style and just carry you to bed.
โiโve got it, babe. you close your eyes. iโll finish the rest.โ
he keeps a mental log of what makes you feel better when youโre overwhelmed:
soft blankets fresh from the dryer.
your favorite hoodie (which he โborrowsโ and stretches out)
a warm drink handed to you without a word.
his arms wrapped around you while you sit in silence.
you once offhandedly mentioned your feet hurt. that night, he showed up with a foot bath, fuzzy socks, and a whole-ass spa kit he had alice help him pick out. โgotta pamper my girl.โ
he plans late-night โliving room datesโ once your daughterโs asleep. lights turned low, soft music playing, takeout on the coffee table, and his hoodie draped over your shoulders.
one time, he cleared out the cullen garage, filled it with fairy lights, and set up a movie projector just for you two. โdidnโt wanna deal with a crowd. plus, i get you all to myself this way.โ
he keeps a little list on his phone titled โdate ideas for my girl.โ
picnic in a wildflower field (he carries you over the mud)
stargazing from the roof of his jeep.
surprise bookstore visits.
midnight swims in a hidden forest lake (โyou gotta trust me, babeโitโs not that cold.โ)
he constantly calls you cute things:
โbabyโ
โsweetheartโ
โmamaโ (with a flirty grin, not just because youโre a mom)
and โmy girl,โ said like a promise every single time.
he worships your body. stretch marks? c-section scar? under-eye circles? he kisses every inch and says, โthis? this is beautiful. this gave me both of you. iโd kiss the ground you walk on.โ
he randomly texts you pictures of flowers with, โthis reminded me of you.โ
one time you cried from exhaustion, and he just knelt in front of you, took your hands, and whispered, โyou donโt have to do this alone. iโm here. always.โ
emmett makes it very clear. your daughter is the light of his life, but you are the fire. the anchor. the girl who stopped time the moment he saw her.
he buys you a little bracelet that has your daughterโs birthstone and yours together. wears the matching one himself. โmy girls. always with me.โ
one morning, the three of you are in the living room together. you watch their interactions with soft eyes and laughter fills the house.
heโs been making her laugh for ten straight minutes. silly voices, fake sneezes, dramatically โlosingโ her toys only to โfindโ them behind his back. itโs nothing new. he does this every day, like itโs the most important job in the world.
and maybe it is. because suddenly, right in the middle of her giggle, she pats his chest with a tiny, wobbly hand and says:
โdada.โ
everything goes still.
emmett doesnโt move. doesnโt speak. his eyes flick to yours immediately, wide and stunned. like he doesnโt even believe it happened. like he needs you to confirm itโs real.
he sits up slowly, like any sudden movement will scare the word away.
โdid you hear that?โ he asks, voice barely above a whisper.
you blink, heart in your throat. โiโฆ i think so.โ
and then she says it again. louder this time. happier. like she knows itโs him. like itโs always been him.
โdada!โ
emmett lets out this quiet, breathless sound. somewhere between a laugh and a sob, and immediately turns to you.
โshe said dada,โ he murmurs, like the word is sacred. โshe called me dada.โ
he reaches for you before he even picks her up. wraps one arm around your waist and the other around her, holding both of you close like he never wants to let go.
his face is pressed into your shoulder, and you can feel him shaking. not from fear, but from something deeper. something full.
โshe meant me,โ he says softly, voice breaking. โshe chose me.โ
and you just nod, eyes full. โof course she did.โ
he pulls back to look at her, brushing his thumb over her tiny cheek with so much care, like sheโs something precious. then he looks at you with that same softness.
โthank you,โ he whispers. โthank you, thank you, thank you.โ
heโs been called a lot of things in his long life. brute, beast, protector, vampire, but dada? that one just bring him to his knees.
when he proposes (because you know that man will), itโs not over-the-top. itโs just him, on one knee in the kitchen while your daughter plays in the background. โyou already made me the happiest man in the worldโlet me make it official.โ
Stiles absolutely would be the guy to import obscure scandinavian candy just to make a joke at Derek's expense
also how is danish a real language - did you know they call the audience 'slut' at the end of every movie? unbelievable.
โ. ๐ ห๐๐๐๐๐!๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข: ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ (๐๐๐๐๐๐ข) ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ !
*๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ!
๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐๐๐ง๐ง๐ฒ_๐ฐ, ๐๐ฆ๐ง๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ง, ๐ฒ_๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ข๐, ๐ฃ.๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ, ๐ฏ๐ฃ๐๐ฏ๐๐๐ข, ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ญ๐จ๐ฌ, ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ค.๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ง & ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด
๐ฎ๐ซ.๐๐๐ฏ.๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ค ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ด๐ฃ๐ถ๐ณ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ง๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณโ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ต & ๐ต๐ณ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ค๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ช๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ! ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต @๐ฃ.๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ๐ป
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๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ค.๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ง ๐ช ๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ง๐ง ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ณโ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ฟ
the only emails i ever want to receive is a package shipped update or an ao3 fic update and it's so evil if i get an email and it's not one of those 2.
โ. ๐ ห๐๐๐๐๐!๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐!
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข: ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐โ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ & ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐๐๐๐ (๐๐๐๐๐๐ข) ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ !
๐ข/๐ฏ: ๐ข ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ข๐ถ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ! ๐ช ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ข๐ด ๐ช ๐ฅ๐ฐ :)
*๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ช๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ข๐จ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฅ!
๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ฌ, ๐ฒ_๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ข๐, ๐๐ฆ.๐ฐ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ก, ๐.๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ค, ๐๐ซ_๐ซ๐จ๐๐๐ฒ, ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ค_๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ & ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด
๐ฎ๐ซ.๐๐๐ฏ.๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ค ๐ข ๐ญ๐ช๐ญ ๐ด๐ญ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅง๐ค
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๐ฒ_๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ด๐ฃ๐ถ๐ณ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ต !!๐คฉ
Dennis housesitting for Robby and 2 weeks in, Jack shows up? He has been in contact with Robby a little bit but didnt want to push too much. But he is worried and just generally doesn't do well alone and now on top of it all he has 3 consecutive days off and isnt coping. He doesnt do well when alone and just wanted to hang out at Robby's place for a bit, he forgot Dennis was staying there.
Dennis sitting on the sofa in old sweats and a big shirt that might be Robby's, spoon of ice cream halfway to his mouth as he stares at Jack a little wide eyed. Jack just sighing and flopping down on the sofa next to Dennis and taking the spoon to eat the ice cream himself.
Dennis totally going "can I do something for you, sir- Jack?" And Jack just looks at him funny and then gruffly asks if Dennis heard from Robby and Dennis goes soft cos he realises Jack is missing Robby...
Maybe Robby even texted Dennis about Jack, told him Jack might get lonely...
Dennis inviting Jack to stay for a movie and then saying that he is sleeping in the spare room, but Robby sure wont mind if Jack stays in the master bedroom for a night. Just because it's late and Jack's leg is clearly hurting so he shouldnt have to walk back home. Definitely not because Dennis can see how alone Jack feels with Robby...
Dennis texts Robby a photo of Jack knocked out on the sofa later to let him know he came over and that Dennis will keep an eye on him. And robby instantly just texts back "Tell him I'll call him tomorrow morning. Miss him too. Miss both of you."
baby abbot โฆ fem!reader x jack abbot
summary: PTMC welcomed baby abbot to the world
a/n: i had a completely different vibe for this one but then it turned all sappy and idk i hope yโall love it
๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ.๐ฒ/๐ง๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ, ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ_๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ค๐๐ซ, ๐๐ซ.๐ซ๐จ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐, ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ฌ & ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด
๐ฃ๐๐๐ค_๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ_ ๐๐ฉ๐ฆโ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ
ใปใปใปใปใป
๐ฃ๐จ๐ก๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐๐ง๐ง๐ง ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐บ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ!!!
โ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ.๐ฒ/๐ง๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐
๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ.๐ฒ/๐ง๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ช ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ!
โ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ค_๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ_ ๐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ
๐๐ซ.๐ซ๐จ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ ๐๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ถ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ!
โ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ.๐ฒ/๐ง๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐บ!
๐.๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ง ๐๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐
โ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ.๐ฒ/๐ง๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ถ ๐ง๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฆ
๐ฆ๐๐ค๐๐ฒ_๐๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ถ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด! ๐๐ฏ๐ซ๐ฐ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐บ ๐๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ง๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐
โ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ.๐ฒ/๐ง๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ด๐ด! ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ณ๐บ ๐ญ
๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ถ๐ต๐ช๐ง๐ถ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐บ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ! ๐๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ถ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด โค๏ธ
โ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ค_๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ_ ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ
โ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ.๐ฒ/๐ง๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ถ๐ถ
๐ฌ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐จ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ช๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ โน๏ธ
โ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ.๐ฒ/๐ง๐๐๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ช ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ข๐ฎ ๐ฅบ
shark โฆ fem!reader x park the shark
summary: reader and park go on their first date and the rest is history
๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ฌ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฒ๐จ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ข๐, ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ค.๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ง, ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐๐ง๐ญ๐จ๐ฌ & ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด
๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ.๐ฒ/๐ง ๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ด๐ต ๐ฅ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ, ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ข ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ท๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด
ใปใปใปใปใป
๐ฒ๐จ๐ฒ๐จ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ข๐ ๐๐ต๐ต๐ข ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ๐ซก
๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ค.๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐จ๐ง ๐๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐บ ๐จ๐ถ๐บ
โ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ.๐ฒ/๐ง ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ญ๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐บ
๐๐๐ง๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ฌ ๐๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฅ โค๏ธ
๐๐ซ.๐ซ๐จ๐๐๐ฒ๐๐ ๐คจ
thank you ao3 for being an archive and not an algorithm. thank you for letting me like things without consequences, thank you for being free with no ads, thank you for having lawyers to defend our freedom of speech. thank you tag wranglers. thank you to all authors and thank you ao3
โ๏ฝก๐ฆนยฐ.โโหยฐ โ๏ฝก๐ฆนยฐ.โโหยฐ โ๏ฝก๐ฆนยฐ.โโหยฐ โ๏ฝก๐ฆนยฐ.โโหยฐ โ๏ฝก๐ฆนยฐ.โโหยฐ โ๏ฝก๐ฆน
๐๐๐๐, ๐ฑ๐๐๐ ๐จ ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ | ๐ธ๐ค: ๐.๐๐ฒ+ | ( ๐บ๐ญ๐พ โกฬ )
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐!๐๐๐๐๐๐
summary: ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ต๐ต ๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ง๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ข๐ช๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ & ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ตโ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ช๐จ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต
warnings! ๐๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ด๐ฆ๐น๐ถ๐ข๐ญ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฐ, ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง, ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต!๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ฌ, ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ฃ, ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ด, ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฑ๐ฉ๐บ๐ด๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ช๐ฑ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ
โ๏ฝก๐ฆนยฐ.โโหยฐ โ๏ฝก๐ฆนยฐ.โ
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GIVE ME THAT OLD MAN RIGHT NOW
Spelling mistakes? I guarantee neither of us saw those at 3:00 AM Monday Morning.