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Anything you want about Matthew Michael Murdock please and thank you ❤️

Also congrats on 100 followers 🎉🎉🎉

steph my love, thank you so much

okay so I guess this is pretty much dating/marriage with Matt. Just going grocery shopping with him and fucking with him every chance you get after learning about his enhanced senses. it leads to so much playful bickering like:

"are you enjoying pretending to be blind??"

"sweetheart I am very blind"

"ohhh, so you're saying you can't help me at all with bagging these groceries?"

"I'll put away everything for you when we get home"

--

"do you tell your priest about all this lying?"

"he's aware, but I don't consider it lying, it's just omission of the truth"

"Omission of the truth? That sounds like lawyer talk for lying"

"don't worry, honey, i'll get on my knees and repent to you tonight"

--

someone dropping something suddenly and matt having to fake trip over it and you having to try SO HARD not to laugh at this dumb idiot man

after the person is done apologizing you can't stop grinning

"matt, you didn't tell me you were such an amazing actor"

matt jabs you with his elbow but he's smiling too

--

also why do i feel like he's so picky about produce

lowly "don't get that one, it's going bad"

dramatically "what??? how do you k n o w???"

matt smacks your leg with his cane and you start giggling

--

"i hope you like standing there while I do all this myself"

"what do you expect me, a blind man, to do?"

you snort "I simply expect you, a blind man, to not be so lazy"

"that's pretty mean"

"no, you're mean matthew"

"what did I even do???"

--

being so tempted to throw something at him but never doing it because you know that would be too much

matt refusing to go down the candle or detergent isle with you

you dropping something while matt just has to stand there and you look at him like 😐 and he starts smiling

you putting on sunglasses while waiting in the check out line and asking matt how you look and him deadpanning "i'll let you know when i do"

just sksksks goofy/mundane shit with matt is all i think about everyday

i'm pretty sure this is canon

The best things about this video

Tom and Jacob fighting each other. With lightsabers. 

Zendaya filming it

Tom using his super hero skills

Tom breaking Jacob’s lightsaber

Jacobs laugh 

“You idiot!” 

Tom collapsing to floor cause he’s laughing

everything

Steven: Pigeon

Marc:

*Minutes later*

Steven: Dog

Marc: ??

*Minutes later*

Steven: Mouse

Marc: STEVEN WHY??

Steven: I like acknowledging their presence. Sometimes I wish people would do that to me. It makes me feel real

Marc:

---------- Next time Marc is fronting ------------

Marc, seeing Steven in a reflection: Steven

Steven: ?

Marc, seeing Steven in a puddle: Steven

Steven: Aw wait Marc are you- 🥺 thanks man

Marc:

Marc: :)

Marc: Khonshu, no.

Khonshu: Khonshu, yes.

Steven: Khonshu, NO.

Khonshu: Khonshu, YES.

Jake: KHONSHU, YES.

Khonshu: Kho-

Khonshu: Ooh.

Khonshu: This one. I like this one.

oscar isaac as william tell, the card counter (2021)

i just had a dream where steven meet poe and leto (whom are pilots) and that steven is so sweet he puts on cute stickers on poe's x-wing and duke leto's aircraft (forgot what it's called) AND ITS ADORABLE 😭😭😭🥺🥺

leia: so what’s han’s type?

chewie: [brown eyes, kind, oblivious, and has a good sense of leadership]

leia: sounds kind of like me. too bad we’re just friends

chewie: [did i mention oblivious?]

leia: yeah, why?

chewie: [okay, just making sure]

Incorrect Star Wars Quotes: Brooklyn Nine-Nine

WHERE HANDS TOUCH: MATT X GIFTED! READER

summary:dating the devil of hell’s kitchen has it’s ups and downs, especially since you’ve got the power to heal your boyfriend who insists on going out night after night to keep your city safe.  you’ve seen each other through dark times but nothing can prepare you both when your body reaches its breaking point.  trigger warnings for illness,  injury care and a guest appearance from matt murdock’s catholic guilt

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

chapter one.

sneak peek of chapter two.

chapter two.

sneak peek of chapter three.

chapter three.

                                           CHAPTER THREE 

                                                   Helpless.

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GET YOU A MAN WHO CAN DO BOTH

You’re telling me that scene was shot on the same day!?

mom and dad

this is canon idc

something fluffy with the trio from the sequels? but no reylo pls

“So, what’s the point of this?” Rey asked, tugging at her jacket. “And do I have to be dressed up?”

“It’s a costume,” Poe replied, adjusting his belt. “For the party. It’s fun. Everyone dresses up, and then we have a party with treats.”

“Treats?” Rey asked, her eyes widening.

Poe grinned. “Yeah, treats. Like cookies and chocolates.”

“This is so baggy!” Finn protested, messing with the poncho that Poe had forced him into. “Why do people wear such baggy clothes?”

“We just need to wear them for a few hours,” Poe assured him. His face fell slightly and he added, “I mean, we don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

Rey and Finn looked at each other. “We want to do it,” Rey declared, reaching up to properly tousle her hair. “So, when do we go?”

“Are you ready?” Poe asked BB-8. The responding trill was a bit indignant, but BB-8 rolled out anyway. Rey stifled a giggle.

“Are you two ready?” Poe asked Finn and Rey.

“I guess,” Finn replied, adjusting his poncho one last time.

“Let’s go get some treats!” Rey declared, taking Poe and Finn’s hands and dragging them out the door.

The party was in full swing when they arrived. Jess laughed when she caught sight of them. “Finally found people to help you live your dreams, Poe?”

“You just wish you’d thought of such great costumes yourself,” Poe shot back.

“Can we see these great costumes?” a voice asked from behind them.

Rey and Finn both looked at Poe before turning around. Leia was standing behind them, an eyebrow arched. To one side of her was Luke, who had a hint of a smile on his face, and on the other side was Han, who was clearly trying very hard not to look amused. Chewbacca was making no such effort, and even R2-D2’s beeping sounded amused.

“Kids all across the galaxy dress up like the heroes who took down the Empire,” Poe said with a winning smile. “I thought Finn and Rey deserved a chance to do it too.”

“So you three dressed up as us,” Leia said flatly.

Poe looked at Finn, dressed up as Luke, and then at Rey, dressed up as Han. “I think we did a pretty good job of it.”

“Did you draw the short stick, kid?” Han asked. “No one else wanted to wear the dress?”

Leia smacked him upside the head.

“No, I insisted,” Poe replied, adjusting his long white dress. “Besides, Finn rescued me from the First Order dressed as a stormtrooper, and then Rey flew a droid with a secret message back to the Resistance in the Millennium Falcon. I think it’s pretty clear who’s who.”

Luke grinned. “But Rey is a Force-user from a desert planet, and Finn almost left before coming back to help his friends.”

“You’re not arguing Poe being me?” Leia asked.

Luke shook his head. “No, I think he’s pretty much got you covered.”

BB-8 trilled indignantly. “Really?” Poe demanded. “After how hard it was to get you to agree to that paint job, now you’re offended people aren’t admiring it?”

R2-D2 beeped his compliments, and BB-8 preened. The blue paint job did look a little strange on them when Poe was so used to their normal orange, but it was necessary to complete the costume, and he’d specifically chosen a paint that would come off easily. Besides, BB-8 idolized R2-D2 enough that it hadn’t actually been that hard to get them to agree to dressing up like him.

“You don’t have a Threepio,” Han remarked. “Or a Chewie.”

Chewbacca roared and went over to stand next to Rey. Han gaped at him. “Seriously?”

Chewbacca tousled Rey’s hair and gave Han a very smug look.

“Now it looks like you don’t have a Chewie,” Rey said, sounding just as smug as Chewbacca looked.

“You can keep Threepio, though,” Poe said. He didn’t mind working with the droid on occasion, but his neuroses definitely started getting on Poe’s nerves after a while.

“Does this mean I can pass off some of my paperwork to you?” Leia asked. “Since we’re apparently so similar?”

“Only if I’m in costume,” Poe joked, hoping Leia wasn’t about to pull a stack of datapads out of nowhere and foist them off on him.

“We should stop hogging you three,” Luke said, giving them a smile. “Have fun at the party. And those costumes are really spot on. Han, that jacket even looks just like yours.”

Han studied Rey’s jacket, his eyes narrowing slightly. “That looks just like the jacket that went missing three days ago,” he said suspiciously.

Rey and Finn, who had both seen Poe sneak the jacket out of the laundry, shot him a nervous look. Poe winked.

“Run.”

They scattered instantly, and Han started yelling for them to come back, and Poe couldn’t help but laugh, feeling younger than he had in years. He’d promised Finn and Rey that this would be fun, and it was. He hoped they were enjoying themselves as much as he was.

And maybe Jess was right in teasing Poe about fulfilling his dreams, but even still, he couldn’t help but think their costumes were pretty great indeed.

Rey was right!!! BB-8 did do the same!!!!

BB-8 transferred his life into D-0 to bring him back!!!! Rey is a good teacher even when she doesn’t realize she’s teaching.

ruined surprises (moon boys x f!reader)

PAIRING: Steven Grant & Marc Spector & Jake Lockley x F!Reader. WARNING(S): N/A. SUMMARY: When (Y/N) goes to work, she accidentally leaves her phone at home. Steven, being as helpful as always, retrieves her phone to hand it over, so she has it during her shift. However, a few things pop up on her phone that have him a little bit occupied.

Having an early morning shift, you were up and out of bed before the sun had even started to bleed through the windows. You were quick to get changed into your work clothes, only taking a small moment to gaze at your boyfriend's sleeping face. He looked so relaxed, and you were glad your movement from the bed hadn't woken him up - you did not want to ever be the reason he was disturbed from the only time where he was truly at peace.

Taking that little moment would cost you your phone, but you were none the wiser as you left the flat without it, leaving it on the bedside table by accident. Your job didn't really allow you to use your phone, as you were facing customers most of the day, but the main reason you would normally have it on you was to make sure that your boyfriend, and his alters, were okay. And they were also your main emergency contact should anything go wrong at work - but that was mostly to keep Steven and them in the loop, thus keeping their anxiety at bay.

An hour or so passed before Steven found his eyes being attacked by the sunlight coming through his curtains. Groaning, he turned and subconsciously reached out to touch you, only to find a cold, empty spot on your side of the bed. Blinking in confusion, Steven sat upright in the bed you shared, his head swivelling around anxiously as he automatically assumed the worse.

"She's at work, remember? They had her take someone else's early morning shift."

"Oh right, yeah... I totally forgot, didn't I?" Steven sighed in relief, thankful for the fact that Marc and Jake were there to remind him when things had changed. Marc more so than Jake, because Jake tended to keep to himself and simply observe.

The familiar sound of your ringtone broke through the air, causing Steven to jump out of his skin before he quickly turned to look at it with wide eyes.

"Oh dear - she forgot her phone!" Picking it up, his eyes squinted as he tried to read the letters on the screen. Tess? Who was Tess? Had he met them before? Before he could figure out if the name rang a bell, the call stopped and your phone screen went back to black.

"You guys don't happen to know a Tess, do you?"

"Hm, no... it doesn't ring a bell. What about you, Jake?"

Jake simply shrugged in the mirror, his head shaking side to side as he wordlessly answered their question.

"Maybe you should open up her phone? See if it's anything important?"

"I can't do that! She'll - she'll kill me!"

"We can always blame Jake?"

"Ni se te ocurra!" Jake glared at Marc for even suggesting that, and it was obvious he was holding himself back from slapping him on the back of his head.

As they started to argue back and forth, Steven bit his bottom lip in thought before he found himself opening up your phone. He knew the pattern you used, and he had never thought about using it to open your phone before. But the random name in your phone, and the fact you had forgotten it at home, made Steven worry about your safety. His head had a tendency to make up the worst kind of scenarios, especially now that you were involved in his life.

A text from Tess popped up on your screen, prompting Steven to press on it and open it up. From there, he could see your whole message history between yourself and this Tess.

"Tess just sent her a text. It says: 'Y/N, sorry I tried ringing you, I forgot you had taken that extra shift today. I was just wondering if you were still looking to meet up?'" Steven frowned as he spoke, his words a little unsure until he finally managed to grab his glasses and put them on his face.

"It just sounds like she has plans to meet up with a friend. Nothing to worry about." Marc tried to be reassuring, but it was obvious Steven was nervous for you and your safety.

"Scroll up a bit - see if she has anything to hide." Jake spoke up, quirking a brow from the mirror as he crossed his arms. While Steven would normally ignore Jake's suggestions, he could not help but follow suit and start slowly scrolling up to read your messages.

"Woah... woah woah woah!" After each 'woah', Steven's eyes grew wider and wider, to the point you could easily confuse him as some kind of humanoid Pug.

"What is it, Steven?"

"I bet it is something saucy."

"Please get your head out of the sewer."

"We all share the same head, hermano."

"... Touché."

"No no, guys, shush - this is serious!" Steven rushed to the mirror, holding the phone by it so they could see the screen as well. It showed an exchange between yourself and Tess, where you were getting advice on how to surprise your boyfriend with some sexy lingerie. There were even Pinterest pictures of various options, which honestly would make all three of them drool at the sight of you.

"Wait... this actually is saucy. How the Hell did you know?"

"Lucky guess?"

"Guys... we ruined her surprise for us... she's totally going to hate us for this." Steven whined, throwing his head back as he felt guilty all over again.

"No no, Steven, we're fine - everything is fine! We can just pretend this never happened!"

"If anything, hermano, she will still look sexy as Hell - even if it isn't as much of a surprise as she may have wanted it to be."

"Jake's right. She may not even surprise us until a few days from now, anyway, so we may actually forget? Maybe this Tess, or whatever her name is, is just wanting to meet with (Y/N) today to help her pick out some lingerie?"

"Is it not a little weird that she's talking about this stuff with a friend we have never met before?" Steven frowned in thought, as did Marc and Jake. Steven did have a point, but the message history seemed to only really focus on the lingerie. How had the two of you even met? Steven scrolled all the way up to the top, only to let out a long sigh of relief.

"Oh, never mind, this Tess Black works at some kind of lingerie shop, and it's near (Y/N)'s work. Now it all makes total sense." Chuckling in disbelief at his own worriedness towards the situation, Steven facepalmed. "And here's me thinking the worst..."

"Well, at least now we know."

"Yeah, but Marc... she's actually going to kill us if she finds out we were snooping in her phone. Especially if she finds out after making a load of effort to show herself off." Steven can't help but grimace at the thought of you getting angry at them. He had never seen you be proper angry before, and he was almost frightened of the prospect of it happening all because of him.

"Just don't tell her. Unread that message from Tess and just pretend that you didn't see anything. Jake and I will keep our mouths shut as well."

"Yeah, don't worry too much about it, hermano. We've got this."

"Yeah... yeah, we've got this." Steven tried to put on a confident smile, but it was awkward and felt weird on his face. Listening to Marc's advice on setting the message as 'unread', Steven turned off your phone and pocketed it. "Can one of you front for when we get to the shop? I-I don't know if I can keep the truth from her..."

"I'll do it." Jake was quick to answer, causing Marc to quirk a brow and Steven simply nodded before he found his eyes rolling back and he was inside of the mirror, Jake taking his place inside of the host body.

It wasn't long before you had clocked the fact you were missing your phone. You were patting at your pockets helplessly, a frustrated sigh leaving your lips, before you spotted a familiar figure make his way into the store. At first, you thought it was Steven, but when you noticed the cap and the slightly wary look in his eye, you could instantly tell it was Jake.

"Hey, princesa. You lose something?" He grinned at you, waving your phone in your face. Grabbing it, you grinned back at him, thankful that he had been thoughtful enough to bring it over to you while you were still at work.

"Thank you for bringing it. I got worried for a second there that something might have happened at home, and I wouldn't have been in the know." Your large grin turned into a more sheepish smile as you rubbed at the back of your neck.

"It's not a problem, princesa. It was Steven's idea, anyway, he just had... something to think about, so he couldn't front." Jake's explanation, and the pause within it, seemed a little off to you, but you simply kept the smile on your face, none the wiser to the events that had taken place between you leaving the flat and Jake coming into the shop, your phone in his hand.

"Well, I better get going so you can focus on your job. I'll see you later though, yeah?" Jake lent down to give you a surprisingly gentle peck on the side of your face.

"Of course, see you later." You nodded, gazing up at him lovingly. "Just make sure that your calendars are free tonight, okay? I have something special to show the three of you." A sly smirk makes its way onto your lips as you lower your voice into a hushed whisper.

"Oh I'm sure you do, princesa. And we can't wait to see it."

Episode 6 spoilers!! Play at your own risk!

I genuinely cannot go a single episode without praising Oscar Isaac.

Like???? The slight flinch that shows how Marc transitions into Steven? The quick change in accents and facial expressions? The overall shift in the aura as Steven fronts???

And here too? The transition from an extremely confused Marc to a very worried Steven? The way his furrowed brows shifted to a more surprised position? The way his eyes ALONE expressed these types of emotions so clearly, that one would know Marc apart from Steven without even having to look at their armor?

And HERE?? THIS ENTIRE SCENE?? God DAMN.

And!!! Jake lockley, baby! He gives off a completely different aura from Steven and Marc. (I can’t add more photos because of the tumblr media limit 💀)

Oscar???? SIR?? You’re a damn LEGEND, and that’s still an understatement. Hopefully we get more moon knight soon too 🥺 gonna miss everything about this show </3

Oscar Isaac supremacy 🥰🫶🏼

ive seen some fics about teaching marc how to cook/bake, but I feel like marc can already cook??? like he clearly had to be independent from a young age and that probably included having to make his won meals since his mum clearly wasn't going to and his dad looks exhausted </3

-m

YES YES YES YES

MY BOY IS THE NEXT GORDON RAMSAY OKAY.

you’re like dead on the money with the independence thing. cause there was no way in hell his mom was making him food, and his dad was probably always at work.

so one day when his mom is passed out in her room, and the time is nearing 7 o’clock, marc takes the money his dad left him for pizza, and instead goes to the convenience store. he’s either buying kraft dinner or cup of noodles/mr noodles (I don’t know which brand the us uses🤷🏼‍♀️), and yeah, he kinda burns it and it doesn’t taste great, but it’s something.

from then on though, he becomes determined. whenever him and his dad went grocery shopping (cause once again, his mom ain’t doing shit), marc was always slipping in ingredients for recipes he found in old cookbooks. he’d pocket pages of recipes, lists of different spices to use—anything he could get his hands on, he tried. his favourite things to make as a kid were chilli and spaghetti, but he’d also learn to make matzoh ball soup and challah. and because kid marc still loved his mom, he definitely made extra in case she was hungry (not that she ever did, but he always made a place for her at the table) :(

truly, I could on forever about this. but in short, marc spector is the most amazing cook you’ve ever met. and yes, he loves taking you out to dates at restaurants, but he’d much rather make dinner with you.

✨the-archxr thoughts✨

HES TOO PRECIOUS FOR THIS WORLD 😭😭😭

can we all once again give a round of applause for Steven? because not enough people are talking about this:

Steven found out that everything, literally EVERYTHING about his life was a lie. that he was made up by someone else, to be used as a “stress ball”, that he was forced to believe he had a mother who loved him when she actually hated him. 

can you IMAGINE being told that? that everything you know is a lie? that you only exist because of the trauma someone else went through? that everything that makes you who you are was specifically constructed as a coping mechanism?

and yet when learning the truth of why, Steven chose empathy. he comforted Marc, told him exactly what he needed to hear: “it wasn’t your fault.” and saved him not once but twice from the damned souls. yes, he punched him before, albeit justifiably as he didn’t yet know the whole truth, but he fixed that mistake. he could’ve chosen to ignore Marc’s suffering, to continue being upset and angry at him. yet he chose to be what he was born for: be Marc’s protector. but this time, of his own accord. he chose to comfort him, he chose to save him, not because he simply had to due to circumstances, but because it was the right thing to do. 

Steven Grant, you are too good for this chaotic multiverse.

"Let me know if there's anything I can do."

A/N: This is not set around the events of TFA, the gif is mainly for vibes only. Another request by @treasureswordsgirl55, thank you!!

Pairing: Poe Dameron x reader

CW: Mentions of injury.

The worst thing that can happen after a mission is silence, which is exactly what greets you when you enter your quarters as soon as you open the door. Silence, when it comes to Poe, means something's wrong, it means something pushed him to the very limit enough for him to ignore the rest of the world.

Poe rests with his back against the headboard, his head thrown back and his eyes closed, but the creases on his eyebrows show he's not relaxed at all. There's a bandage forcing his armto be pressed against his chest, burn marks and cuts all over his skin; he got hurt, and worst of all, he lost people, and that's a wound that bacta liquid can't disappear.

In times like this, when he's quiet and doesn't even turn to look at you, you know it's better not to press him, not to force him to do anything, but there are wounds that could get infected and dried blood staining his face, so with the few supplies you could get from the medbay you walk over to him and slide next to him on the bed. "Hi," is all you say, earning a small, short smile from Poe.

Your hands push his curls back, making him sigh from your touch as you massage his scalp. "I'm sorry. For everything." You speak with a whisper after a few seconds of silence, and you are, for so many things but overall for not finging him sooner and leaving him on the dark corner of your bed by himself dealing with his pain alone.

"I know." Poe confirms, his voice coarse and rough. Your fingers play and comb through his messy curls to reveal the source of the blood that had dried on his skin. There's no need to say more as you begin to clean every injury you can find. At some point he opens his eyes, filled with grief and pain, of a thousand different emotions that you have no idea how to start healing.

"I know there's nothing I can say to make this better, but I'm right here, okay?" you are finishing cleaning his face when you speak, kissing his stubble when you do. Poe's eyes finally meet yours, his healthy hand reaching for yours, a tired smile painted on his handsome face. "Let me know if there's anything I can do." Your gentle promise tugs the corners of his lips, your fingers tangle in his hair one more time, this time reaching all the way back until you can rest your hand on his nape.

He nods, with a "love you" whispered so low you would've missed it if you hadn't been looking at his swollen lip. He pulls you to his side, cuddling your body against his, helping your head find its usual spot on the crook of his neck. "Just this. This is enough." Poe says against your hair, and with that he lets his body fall asleep.

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And now they give us a movie and three series with Moon Knigth and Loki, and Daredevil, and Spiderman, and Deadpool. 

Please. Thank you. 

I need 2 see them together

and we did just save your life! so, you're welcome for that

Marc Spector, I need your help.

the moon system karaoke night - bohemian rhapsody by queen

marc, jake: MAMAAAAAAAAA

steven: UwU~

marc, jake, steven: DIDNT MEAAANNNN TO MAKE YOU CRYYYYYYY

Send Help

I’m starting to fall in love with Oscar Isaac

i just think that poe will play sh-boom (life could be a dream) by the crew cuts on a small easy missions and he and bb8 will enjoy and sing the song together on the flight and now im soft

I wanna talk about the Cliff scene!!

Mohamed Diab basically explains that Oscar did the whole scene of Marc and Steven conversing in a take with the camera just panning between himself and the mirror as a transition between Marc and Steven. Like??? Oh my GOD

Oscar literally manages to change his whole demeanor, his facial expressions, accent, and his posture in SECONDS while the camera pans from Steven’s reflection on the mirror to Marc. I honestly thought that this scene was filmed separately, and they had VFX for Steven’s reflection but nope. It was filmed in a shot with the camera panning back and forth between Oscar and his actual reflection and gODDAMN.

I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again. Oscar Isaac is so damn talented and if he doesn’t win an award for this—if MOON KNIGHT doesn’t win any awards for the production as a whole, I will riot. I swear.

in mtm have the kids ever walked in on their parents? i feel like draco would obliviate everyone lmao

His eyes were black as she moved over him, her fingers digging into his shoulders with each sway of her hips. It had been far too long since she’d felt him like this: beyond a hushed bedroom, where time ceased to exist beyond the pace of her breaths. A sharp thrust had her gasping, her neck stretching and eyelids fluttering to watch candlelight dance across the ceiling. His hands moved to her waist, guiding her in a new rhythm as she moaned, his low curses drowned out by the sound of water lapping against porcelain. 

A door creaked. “Daddy?”

Hermione yelped and fell off her husband. 

“Fu--

“Agh..!”

Her cheek smacked against Draco’s knee as they both dived for cover, water splashing across the tiles. 

She peered over the edge of the tub once her legs found purchase, ignoring Draco’s groan when she kicked him in the shin.  

Their three-year old blinked up at them with owlish hazel eyes. “Mummy? Daddy?”

“Leo.” Hermione winced at the stinging in her tailbone. “You’re up, darling. You should go back to bed--”

“What're youw doing?” 

“Oh, we were just--” Draco throat bobbed, his face ashen. “We were--”

“Playing. We were playing.” Hermione forced a smile. “Like you and Lyra used to do in the bath when you were little. Love, you should go back to--”

“But where’re youw toys?” 

“Here!” Draco scrambled to grab a shampoo bottle. Hermione glared at him. “It’s-- a special toy, it only works when you close your eyes--” 

Leo’s little features furrowed in a frown. “I come back.” 

And then he was toddling outside the way he came. 

“Shit!” Draco lurched to standing, but Hermione yanked him back down. 

“Don’t! If you leave he’ll know we were lying!” 

“Granger, I can’t just sit here and act normal when our son just--” 

“He doesn’t know what he just saw, and he won’t if you’d just quiet--” 

“I told you to lock the door! Why didn’t you bloody--”

“Where’s my wand? We need more bubbles!” 

 “Traumatized him for life--” 

“Shut it!”

There was a painful silence until they heard the sounds of small footsteps shuffling across their bedroom carpet. The door pushed open wide again.   

“Hewe! Ducky!” said Leo, waving the rubber duck above his head.  

He trotted over to them as Draco clapped a hand over his face and Hermione dipped even lower beneath the rim. 

“Ooh-- thank you so much, my wee baby.” She forced a smile as she snatched the toy. “Now that Mummy and Daddy have their proper bath toys, will you go back to bed?” 

Leo beamed up at her. “Okay.” 

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In a word, nonny: yes. 😂 Art by @kumatan0720. 😍