#res

Niko: For real?

Me: man I wonder why my plant is so fucked up, it was doing great & I just put it in there

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While cleaning up some files I figured I would share some of the CDs I have in my collection for anyone interested! I have the OSTs for s1-3 & The Movie, and the NEET boxes on the bottom row have the full OP/EDs and some bonus tracks. Enjoy!!

HI DADDY—WAIT UNCLE?

Summary: Landon having a twin, especially an Identical one, wasn’t something he considered a bad thing until his daughter can’t seem to tell them apart.

Warnings: none

Reader: Fem!Child!Reader

Notes: If you sent any request, don’t worry! They’re coming :)

This one-shot also inspired by @subtlerelicelixir from “parents core”

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Landon’s arm was thrown over Brandon's shoulder, a sly grin plastered across his face. They had spent the entire day in a small little café, catching up over some tea and scones about their lives.

Brandon and Landon had grown closer together throughout the years especially after the incident.

“I still can’t believe you left Nikolai to babysit your daughter. Alone.” Landon snickered as he unlocked his front door, he hid a small smile as Brandon groaned.

“Tell me about it.” Bran entered first, “I just hope I don’t come home to a destroyed living ro—hmph!”

A tiny body collided into Bran. Small little arms clutching around his knees, a wetness staining his jeans.

“Daddy you’re back!” A high-pitch voice screamed, sniffs and gasps echoed in the now silent home.

Brandon blinked as his niece’s cries increased in volume. His eyes brows pinched together in a frown, he softly bent down to her height.

He ignored the squeak of shock from Landon.

“Sweetie, it’s me—Uncle Bran, what’s wrong?” The younger twin asked softly. He swiped a strand of her hair out of her face, placing a delicate peck on her forehead.

Name tilted her head, eyes squinted in concentration. She looked at the twins with pure disbelief, mouth falling slack as she stared at the very identical pairs of her father.

She stepped closer to Brandon, “daddy?”.

Before she could reach for his warmth, Name felt herself being lifted in air, she let out a tiny squeak as their arms tightened around her.

Name was face to face with the other man.

“Oi spawn It’s me, your father, your daddy.” Landon’s eyebrows were pinched in a frown, displeasure written all over his face.

Smack!

“No!”

Silence filled the room.

Brandon covered his mouth but the shaking of his shoulders made it clear he found this all too amusing. His brother on the other hand, looked as though he had swallowed five lemons at the same exact time.

“The hell you mean no? Look at me, mini king. We look exactly the same!”

“Not exactly helping your case..”

“Shut it Bran!” Landon glared at his twin, huffing in utter annoyance. He held name tighter in his grasp, placing a comforting hand on her back.

Name looked between the two once more before letting out a whine, “don’t yell at uncle bran, daddy!”

Landon blinked before growling.

“Oh so now I’m your dad?”

Name’s soft giggles filled the air, the intensity from before completely dissolved. She leaned in close to Landon’s touch pulling at the buttons of his shirt. Landon rolled his eyes but anyone could see the softness lingering behind the facade, he placed her uncomfortably on his ‘hips’.

Her legs dangled from the position, she poked her tongue out with eyebrows furrowed.

Brandon’s smile softened at the sight of the father-daughter duo. Growing up, he and Glyndon always thought that Landon’s heart was as cold as ice. He was the ‘psycho’ brother they couldn’t handle.

But now in the present, the two siblings could see that they were wrong. Landon did have a heart and it was something they’d never doubt again.