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Lonely sucks. Lonely also shouldn’t be possible with so many people to love on you… But it happens sometimes anyways, and that’s when you slink to Suzy’s room and peek around the door.
“…Suze?”
flapgoddess:
His bright and delighted attitude was contagious and even her most sour moods. She leaned into him a little more and chuckles softly, rolling her eyes at his nickname. Goddess. Pah! She leans into the hands in her hair, always loving the attention from Danny and his nimble fingers before agreeing. “That sounds like a perfect afternoon.” She agreed. She rubbed his hair a little more though and laughed, releasing him from that well manicured grooming. “You tell me every day but I never get tired of hearing it Avidan.” She said with an inviting smile and as he taps his lips with his finger she rests her hand on his shoulder, stretching up and kissing his lips with a loud ‘Mwuah’ and settling back down.
She made him a quick plate and poured a glass of orange juice for him before setting it down. “Here, eat up, I gotta take the boys their plates and then when I’m done cleaning we can crash on the couch. Deal?” she grins and starts laying pancakes on a plate and pouring some syrup over them.
“Don’t you give me that look, you are totally our resident goddess. And I just sit here shoving your delicious ambrosia pancakes down my throat.” You give her a wide smile when she agrees to your totally tubular idea, relaxing in her attention before Suzy pulls her hands away from your hair. She’s so great. It’s easy too moon over someone when they seem like basically the morally and ethically best person you know. “You better not, because I’m gonna keep on saying it, Berhow!” And then yay, Suze smooches! You give her a quick peck before she pulls back, and your total swoon is painfully evident in your smile.
Oh, man, and she’s even putting your plate together for you. Juice, too? It’s impossible to beat Suzy in a domestic-off, she’s just the best. “Sounds like the best idea anyone’s had in like, 3000 yeahs, baby. -Do you, uh, need me to do anything after I’m done?” It’s a sheepish sort of mumble, but you really wanna be kinda helpful aside from gorging yourself on breakfast and passing out.
flapgoddess:
She smiles as he hugs her tighter, returning it even after he slides down off the counter and hugs her again. Her arms wrap around him once more, face in his chest briefly. “Suzy’s wonderful, especially since Danny’s awake.” She said with a bright smile. “Been up since six, might need to take a nap later.” She laughs softly, feeling the kiss on her cheek and return it briefly to his scruffy chin before rubbing her face and letting her head drop onto his chest. She was content to stand there for hours if she could get away with it. But she should really finish making the pancakes.
“Did you want something to eat? I made plenty, you’re welcome to stuff yourself.” she told him with those bright eyes, smiling and running her hands up through his curls to smooth them down as much as she could. His hair was unruly at this point.
She’s so sweet. How can one person be so sweet? It’s like she took all of Arin and Ross’ rage, inverted it, and is now running on it forever. So, yeah, you sort of try to hold onto Suzy as much as you can, soaking up those good vibes. “Good! It’s always good when the goddess of the house is feeling good.” You frown thoughtfully when she says that she’s tired, running a hand through her hair gently when she kisses your chin. “Maybe we could crash on the couch, turn on some weird cartoons, take a nap? Get all cozy-like?” Man. Food sounds so good, but you’re happy just staying right here.
“Don’t harsh my fluff, baby, I live off this stuff! But man. Pancakes. You’re just the best, have I told you that yet today?” You glance at the pancakes, biting your lip, before tapping a finger to your lips. “I want a Suzy kiss before I eat, yeah? They make everything awesome.”
flapgoddess:
She catches movement out of the corner of her eye and glances over to find the spindly Sexbang perched on her counter. She nearly tells him to get down but his sleepy greeting was enough to make her smile and let it go. This time. His wiggly fingers though catch her attention and she looked over at him again, flipping the pancake onto the stack. Breakfast for lunch was a common and reoccurring theme on most weekends.
“Is it? I could have sworn it was feed the household time. But I suppose you would know best.” She teases, setting the spatula down and moving over, wrapping her arms around his middle and she hugged him tight, face in his chest considering he was already tall and perched on her counter. “How is my Danny today?” She asked as she squeezed his tiny waist.
Pancakes. God, you’re so spoiled. But you’ll fucking take it, because you like being spoiled and taken care of, because you’re a useless little singing gamer that really can’t fend for himself. What more could you ask for, though? You’re fed, you’re loved on, life is good.
“Hey, you’re always feeding the household, and you’ve already got a buncha pancakes.” But you smile all wide, hugging your lovely lady close and pressing a kiss to the top of her head. After a second, you kick yourself off the counter to give her a more proper hug. “Danny’s okay. A little wiped, but I feel better with the totally lovely Suzy here now. Speaking of, how is my Suze, huh?” You press another kiss to her cheek, giggling.
“Suuuuze,” you whine, shuffling out of your room. Mornings always come too early, even when they’re early afternoons; hey, who’s counting, right? But you can smell food, and you know Arin’s busy, so there’s only one lovely goddess it could be. Stumbling towards the kitchen, you pull off a sleepy smile, hopping up on the counter she’s not using.
“Suuuzy. G'morning!” It’s a fight to be chipper, but you hold your arms out anyways, wiggling your fingers. “What time is it, huh? It’s ‘Show Danny Love’ time.”
flapgoddess:
There’s forty restaurants within delivery distance from your house and you inhaled Pepsi and skittles until you thought you were going to barf. You are such a man child Danny.
Noooononono. You vastly underestimate me.
I didn’t think I was gonna get sickie-skoo.
I got extremely sicky-skoo.
flapgoddess:
You think you’ll ever take my advice and drop the sugar intake down about 50% or are you going to let that all hit you at once?
Look.
I was left alone with Pepsi and Skittles and forgot that Domino’s delivered.
flapgoddess:
Pretty good, how about you Mr. Avidan?
Better now that everyone’s coming back around. I went on a serious sugar binge and, uh. Needed a serious nap to not taste the rainbow.
flapgoddess:
Hey ya’ goof!
How’s my favorite Grumpette, huh?