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OMG I FORGOT TO TELL YALL

We face timed for like 7 hours last weekend😖😖😖😖😖

So maybe I was just over reacting a bit😅🙏

Asking them on a date rn tho told them to choose where we gođŸ‘»

I need relationship advice cuz I feel like my boyfriend doesn't actually love me like they think they do...


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2 years ago

nothing like watching movies with your special someone❀ (or in my case someones).

Korrasami Week: Day 6 - Rainy Sunday

Korrasami week: day 6 - rainy sunday


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2 months ago

Movie night

At home movie date with step-father Timmy.

stepdad!Timothée x mom!reader

word count: 1K

warnings: BRIEF mentions of abuse, fluff

note: unedited lol

find more here: masterlist

Movie Night

The day had been long and grueling. Hours of filming had passed, and when you were finally done, your body screamed in exhaustion. Yet even in exhaustion, there was one thing that always made the end of the day worth it: picking up Alice from daycare.

As you pulled up to the small brick building, you could already spot your five-year-old through the glass doors, bouncing up and down on her feet when she saw you. The minute you came in, she ran to your arms, her little hands around your neck as you picked her up.

"Mommy!" she shrieked, her face breaking out in excitement. "Miss Jenna, let me finger paint today! I made you a picture!"

You kissed her forehead, enjoying the heat of her small body against yours. "I can't wait to see it, sweetheart. Did you have a good day today?"

Alice bobbed her head excitedly. "Uh-huh! And guess what? I didn't even take a nap!"

You laughed. "That's amazing, but I bet you're going to be tired later."

"Not a bit!" she protested, yawning right afterward.

You laughed, settling her on your hip as you scooped up her little backpack. "Okay, let's go home."

The ride home was dominated by Alice's constant talk about her day, and as you pulled into your driveway, you were relieved to see the familiar comforting view of home. You carried Alice indoors, unaware that a surprise awaited you.

As soon as you opened the door and walked inside, your breath was taken in your throat. Your downtown home's living room had been fully converted into a movie theater. String lights hung from the ceiling, and they provided a warm, golden light to the room. The blinds were closed, and an ice cream station had been established, complete with various toppings. A new batch of French fries was on the counter, and a popcorn machine was in the corner, the buttery aroma wafting through the air. In front of the couch, a blanket fort had been deliberately set up, packed with pillows and soft blankets.

"Surprise!" Timothée shouted out, his voice full of excitement.

You stood there in shock as Alice struggled free from your arms and ran towards him. "Timmy! You did this?" she cried out, her eyes wide with astonishment. Timothée got down to her height, placing his hands on his knees with a grin on his face. "Of course, I did! You and Mommy had a long day, so I thought, what better way to unwind than a special movie night?"

Alice let out a gasp, her small hands clasped together. "Best surprise EVER!" she shrieked before dashing over to the popcorn machine, her enthusiasm overflowing.

You looked over at TimothĂ©e, still in wonder. "You did all this for us?” He shrugged playfully. "Of course. You two deserve it." His tone was warm, full of sincerity. "I thought we could watch whatever Alice chooses, eat way too much ice cream, and just have a nice night together."

Your heart filled with affection as you moved closer, encircling his neck with your arms. "You're great, you know that?" Timothée smiled, hugging your waist. "I do my best."

Alice pulled at his sleeve before he could speak further. "Timmy, can we go now? I wanna choose the movie!"

"Sure," Timothée replied, hoisting her onto his shoulders as she laughed. "What do we watch?" Alice drummed her chin theatrically, then smiled. "Encanto!"

TimothĂ©e breathed in. "Awesome choice! But before that, do you want to get some ice cream?”

“YES!" Alice shouted. She jumped down and dashed towards the ice cream corner with TimothĂ©e close behind. You saw them with a heart full of love, aware that although TimothĂ©e was not Alice's biological father, he loved her as if she were his own. And from the way she gazed at him, with admiration and trust, it was apparent that Alice loved him just the same.

As the three of you finally nestled up under the blanket fort, ice cream in your hands and the movie beginning, you couldn't help but think—this was happiness. Simple as that. Your little family, where you were meant to be. 

Your mind wandered back to the past, to the life you had before Timothée entered it. Alice's real father had been another man, a man who should have kept you safe but who had become the reason you had to flee. The relationship had begun well, but with time, his temper had grown worse. The way he treated you, the way he behaved around Alice, had frightened you. When he had raised his hand, even once, you knew that you had to go. Not only for yourself, but for Alice. You battled for sole custody, refusing to leave her vulnerable and never looking back. It hadn't been simple, rebuilding your life as a single parent, but then Timothée had blundered in like a gust of fresh air. He had demonstrated to you that love was gentle, that love was safe. That a man could love a child who wasn't biologically his own as deeply as if she were.

As the first scene of Encanto was played, you turned your eyes on Alice, who was nestled between you and Timothée, her little hands clutching a bowl of popcorn. And after a while, you leaned over to her with a smile. "What do you say to Timothée, sweetheart?" 

Alice looked up with her big, expressive eyes at him and smiled. "Thank you, Daddy!" she chirped merrily before grabbing another bite of popcorn.

TimothĂ©e froze, his breath hitching as his eyes slightly glistened. He blinked a few times, a hand instinctively coming up to rub his face as a soft chuckle escaped his lips. “Anytime, sweetheart,” he murmured, pulling her close and pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head.

You stretched out, fingers intertwined with his, a reassuring grip of his hand. He gripped it back, his eyes shining with love and appreciation. And as Alice sat through the movie, blissfully unaware of the depth of emotional response her words had elicited, you knew at that moment that Timothée would never be more than a step away, as her father, as your husband, as the center of your small family.


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2 years ago

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The chilly November evening was telling us that winter was soon, as we snuggled up in the blankets that were laid on the couch. The warmth of our bodies preventing us from feeling cold. Our eyes fixed on the movie that was playing on the screen, legs intertwined. My eyes becoming drowsy and heavy each passing second of the movie. Was I tired? All I did was babysit some kids for five hours. “You sleepy?” they asked while rubbing my thigh gently and glancing at me. “Huh; no I’m just a bit tired” “Just a bit?” he asked while his other hand went on back drawing shapes and patterns. “Yeah” I leaned into his touch. He hummed at my response and switched off the tv. By now my eyes were struggling to stay open. “Damn you are way too tired, did the kids drain out all your energy?” he asks staring at my sleeping figure all coiled and cuddled up against his body with admiration. “Well I planned this Friday movie night today you know but it seems that you’ve already been done for the day.” Ian mumbles while walking towards the bedroom with me on his back clinging onto him like a koala. “mhmm” is all I can reply back. He placed me on the bed gently and made sure I didn’t sleep in a weird way that may lead to body pain. He gets into the bed after switching off the lights and pulls the blanket on top of us. I feel the other side of the bed sink, I move from my place and wrap my arms around him with our legs intertwined. Snuggling my way in the crook of his neck his scent filled up my nose calming me down. Ian started massaging my head and my eyes could not stay awake, neither can he sleep due to my slow breathings on his neck. Our eyelids become heavy each passing second and we finally drift off into our dream land.

a/n- thanks to a friend of mine for editing <3


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