#breexpan

[danxparker]

Dear Dan, you know you're such a sweet guy right? You're very handsome, a lovable guy, and I know any girl would love to have you as theirs. I'd definitely be one of them if we were in a different reality, so just know that I here for you as a sister for support and fun when you need it ❤

“Oh… Wow…”, he reads the note, feeling suddenly good with himself. It was like a little reminder that there were people who actually appreciated him being a way too nice. “I think this is the first time I hear something like this and it’s not from my mom…”, he laughs, embarrassed.

[jamesxpan-blog1]

JAMJAM!!!!!!11! /runs and hides behind him/ JAY WON'T STOP TRYING TO GET ME TO "BAKE MUFFINS" WITH HIM!

..... Where is he.... [`takes out his bow and arrow brought over from Neverland] 

[danxparker]

"Kisses won't make it better, but you can try."

DOMESTIC STARTERS

“Well, I can’t be blamed if you just jumped on my back and fell off, Bree”, he says, sitting down on the floor, in front of her. “You know I’m always too distracted, I didn’t see it coming”, Dan continues, chuckling as checks her hurt arm, after a few attempts of trying—she wouldn’t let him see. “So, is that how you ask for a kiss to heal, really?”, he laughs softly, kissing her arm softly before continue to massage it. “Let’s put some ice as well, you’ll be fine, as always, miss Pan”, he smiles, ruffling her hair—as he would always do.

[cvbarton-blog]

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⌆ for a story about their family/home life

neither clint nor natasha were particularly talented in the singing department which was all the more surprise for them when both their children had exceptional strong voices. the household grew up on musicals and movie soundtracks, many of which they shared in the mornings and during times of strife. 

whenever their was a thunder storm and both twins found it difficult to sleep in their own beds, as many seven year olds find, they’ll come into their parents bedroom and curl up besides their bodies. when the thunder was particularly bad, they would carry them into the music room, where a gifted ivory piano sat.

camila picked up on piano quicker than nico did, though nico had better control of his vocal chords. they would alternate between songs (camila loved i won’t say i’m in love, nico preferred poor unfortunate souls) until the rain subsided and they would happily return to bed. 

(what the twins never saw was that most nights natasha would wait for clint to return to the piano after he had set both twins down to sleep and they would sing simple tunes to each other, enjoying the off-key though sincere singing.)

[michikikomori]

Bree!!

Ask my muse questions about their relationship with another character.

"She's adorable and must be protected at all cost. Even though I dragged her to a bot fight with me, but that's besides the point. But yes--- must be protected at all cost."

[michikikomori]

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Peek into my character’s past! | ✢ for a good memory that makes them smile

The holidays were always made Michiko smile. Her parents would stop working on any projects or inventions and spend time with the family. Aunt Cass would come by and they would bake holiday related things. Of course, these holiday related things do not have any strawberries or peanuts because of her father and her allergies.  There was one time when Michiko and her father were kicked out of the kitchen because they would just eat the the cookie dough or cake dough when they are wating for the oven to preheat. 

[danxparker]

breexpan:

Always the victim of hair ruffling, it was no surprise to her when he decided to do it like almost everyone else she new. “You can’t!” she said, nodding her head. “The look is too cute to resist. So, let’s get going.”

“True”, he nodded, really not having an idea how to say ‘no’ to such a puppy face. “Well, let’s!”, he agreed, taking the strap of his bag off his shoulder and letting it on the ground once they found a spot to build a snowman.

As he got some snow with his hands, Dan laughs lightly with the memory of just a few days ago. “You do remember what happened the last time I saw you and had a snowball in my hand, right?”

[pehades-blog]

"No. Oh, no. No no no. This can't happen. No. You can't die."

bree’s crying on her shoulder as they sit on her hospital bed. the older is trembling and penelope isn’t sure why she is. it was almost a relief to penelope that she’s able to die and it makes her chuckle softly to herself. her arms slip around the female with a quiet hum, resting her chin on top of the former’s head. the goddess wasn’t afraid of dying, already knowing where she’ll end up anyways. “why are you crying, dummy? i’m not dying just yet.” the tone of words is playful and she’s relieved when it makes her stop crying. “no more tears from here on out, okay?”