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For the 10 minutes fic 12) fireplace + 16) blankets please 🥺Idk I just want cuddles and happiness for them 🥺
-Isabella🦋
yes please, give me cuddling, happy mayward.
Fireplace || Blanket
Pope never expected to have a fireplace in his house. The crackle of the fire inside had always been a kook privilege. The mantle decorated with expensive goods and wood stacked inside, normally just there for decoration.
The Pogues always had fires outside, warming them from the cold bitter air, warming them in times when the night got too cold and the heat didn’t work (a common occurrence at the Chateau). The four of them would grab a pile of blankets, curl up next to a roaring fire and huddle around sucking up each other’s warmth.
When they get a place of their own (Pope still can’t help the goofy smile that pulls up his lips when he thinks about their own place), he’s surprised when a small fireplace sits in the living area. He instantly hears the cranky of the fire, remembers curling up with the pogues, huddled from the cold. He thinks about a time before him and JJ where him and JJ and he used to take that opportunity to curl close to the boy he liked without having to worry because it was only for the cold.
They have to get that place.
It’s how he finds himself arranging wood into a neat pile, the small pieces on the bottom to light the pile. The mantle is adorned with pictures of the Pogues and his family. The middle photo is one of them smiling, a young girl held between them, eyes bright but oh so nerves in their first moments together. The photo on the wall, a gift from his mother, is a larger photo of their wedding, dancing together on the floor, eyes filled with love, unable to look away from each other.
Pope returns to the small couch, smiling when JJ pulls back the blanket, arm across the couch falling over Pope’s shoulder when he settles himself next to the other, thumb brushing back and forth over his t-shirt.
The sudden shift in weight has him adjusting, arms moving to wrap around the little girl that had slipped from JJ’s lap to his own, fingers still wrapped around the fingers of JJ’s other hand, bright smile on his face as she rambles about her day at school.
The fire crackles away in the background as JJ answers each question directed at him, commenting on little details in their daughter’s story. Pope can’t take his eyes off them, chest warm with love and adoration.
Ahn saw this person in the Resting Grounds and thought they needed a flower and something warm to drink.
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Here ya go! To celebrate the end of the year here are the critters I’ve had the pleasure of photographing this year!
Big spider! Little butterfly! Fuzzy caterpillar! And not to go absolutely wild but look at that bee tongue??? Unreal. A year action packed with friends. Thank you for submitting! As always, submissions don’t count towards the one (1) nice bug per day.
Hugging him is my new favourite hobby (つ✧ω✧)つ
Granite, my love 🖤
My Psychonauts 2 collecter's edition just shipped!
I'm so excited to get it!