Mama: “☔️, what do you want for your birthday?”

☔️: *holding his brother in his hands* “🐬 wasn’t my present?”

Yes, get that extra rest my sleepy boy 💛💤🌒

I like to imagine Finn all curled up under his sheets, his sleepiness feels as heavy as a rock. He stirs only for a moment, just barely fluttering open his eyes to see a few cracks of sunlight lying around his dark room from the gaps in the drawn curtain. The freckled boy slowly closes his heavy eyelids again, ready to accept the waves of sleep still over him. Deep breaths, deep breaths, be quiet now, he’s sleeping.

Every time I picture a sleeping Finn, I also imagine Rayne dedicatingly working. He works wt pride knowing that he’s providing a life where Finn can rest. Where his baby brother can sleep in wt no repercussions. Rayne filing paperwork, thinking about Finn still cozy in bed. Both of them content as can be 🖤💛🌗🌒🖤💛

Happy Birthday Mash 🎂🎂🎁🎁🎉🎉

Happy Pocky Day 🍫🍫☔🐬💖💖

Both are my sketches of 2 different of my Rayfinn fanfics

Rayne Ames and the Looming Decision- https://archiveofourown.org/works/65371654