Very late but a cute little promp: Jasper finding out Mama's name is Max, not mama - He'd be so shook 😳
To be fair, that little guy has a lot of names and endearments to remember.
Jasper is about 3 and in daycare where they talk about their families, put up pictures etc. Jasper's picture is huge and crowded of course, because he has a biiiig family and pack, and of course he wanted to put everyone in the photo collage, including all pets (they narrowly stopped him at 'all the farm animals'). And sometimes when the teachers look at the collage with him, they go over all the names; tbh they're all impressed by how many people Jassy can memorize.
One day, Max gets sent a video from daycare during the day. The camera is focused on Jasper, his laminated collage of photos spread out in front of him, pudgy fingers pointing.
"...and who's this, Jasper?" the teacher asks off-screen.
"Daddy," Jasper says with a serious expression, pointing to Daniel's face.
"And do you know Daddy's grown-up name?"
Jasper gives a business-like nod. "Daniel!"
"Very good."
"Yeah." Jasper pauses for a moment, letting out a little noise that indicates he's thinking, "There's Mama."
Max's heart warms up fondly when Jasper's little fingers gently stroke his face on the picture.
"Yeah, that's your mama," the teacher confirms. "And what's mama's grown-up name, do you know that?"
Jasper looks up at her, and the sheer bewilderment in his eyes makes Max laugh.
"What's mama's name, Jassy?" the teacher prompts once more.
"Mama!" Jasper says, like it's obvious.
"No, mama's grown-up name. Do you know what Daddy calls Mama?"
Oh god, Max thinks, shaking with laughter now.
Jasper's face lights up. "Maxy!"
Could be worse, Max thinks. Daniel has a lot of much more inappropriate petnames for him after all.
"Yes!" the teacher says, barely concealing her laughter, "That's because Mama's name is Max."
Jasper looks at her and Max can practically hear the gears turning in his head. Poor little guy.
The video cuts off when Jasper looks back at the photo, apparently not entirely convinced his teacher is telling the truth.
He had a big realization today, the video caption says, a laughing emote attached.
Seems like it, Max thinks, and forwards the video to the pack group chat.
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Max is cleaning out the house and finds his old school uniform, he puts it on as a bit of joke thinking maybe the alphas would get a kick out of it or something. He totally doesn't expect Charles being all over him, the uniform reminding him of all the firsts of Max's he took 🥵
(old ask, this is not exactly what you wanted but hey) this accidentally became a full oneshot, enjoy!
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Max is cleaning out the attic, and he finds a box of old clothes and takes them down to go through it, half to laugh about them, half for the nostalgia, and also because maybe Riley might like one or two of them.
There is tons of stuff that kind of makes him a little sad when he looks at them. Shirts in drab colors, cheap jeans he never liked wearing, formless sweaters to hide his figure.
„Mama, most of these are so…sad.“ Riley holds up a very ugly grey-striped knit jumper.
„Yeah… I was sad while wearing them.“ Max watches Riley toss it onto the donate-pile.
There is a divide in this box, though, between before and after- before, those are the colorless clothes, the ones that scream depression. After, they get more colorful. There is a t-shirt Charles made for him, it’s tie-dye with „bestie“ written on the chest.
„I like this one,“ Riley smiles, holding it up to his own body. Max was older than him when he wore it, so it still looks too big, but he’ll grow into it.
„What’s this?“ Riley pulls out a piece of fabric, and Max’s heart stops for a second. Riley holds it up, and the ugly, mid-length skirt unfolds „I thought you never wore skirts when you were younger!“
Max shudders at the memory of sitting in a restaurant wearing it, his father talking about him like he’s not there, alphas commenting on his figure and cooking skills like he’s a doll, Daniil sitting there not talking to him.
„I didn’t.“ He grabs it from Riley’s hand and tosses it onto the landfill-pile. Riley follows it with his eyes. „My father made me wear it once.“
He has a policy of not lying to his pups about feelings and his past, and Riley is old enough to understand. Immediately, his eyebrows furrow. „Well, fuck it then.“
It makes Max smile, the swear word included.
„Ohh, look!“ Riley reaches and pulls out something else.
It’s Max’s school uniform, a white button down, a fine wool-knit jumper, the pleated skirt. Riley coos at it. „That’s so vintage, I love it!“
Max snorts. „Vintage?“
It’s the last uniform he had for school, much too big for Riley. A flood of memories overcomes Max as Riley runs his fingers over the pleated skirt. „That must have looked so cute on you.“
„It did,“ Charles says from the doorway. He must have sneaked up on them, distracted as they.
„Maman, look!“ Riley beams, „Did you have one like this too?“
„Yeah, of course.“ Charles saunters over to them, his hand landing warmly on Max’s shoulder. „But I used to roll up the waistband so it looked shorter.“
That makes Riley giggle.
„I didn’t do that,“ Max tells him, „And neither should you.“ Although he knows Riley would never. He reminds Max of himself like that.
„Actually,“ Charles hums, „I think I still have my cheerleader uniform. I think it’s in the depths of my closet somewhere.“ As intentioned, Riley’s eyes light up immediately. „Can I go look for it?“
„Yeah! It should be on a hanger.“
Riley dashes off, leaving the two of them alone. Charles sinks down to the floor next to Max and surprises him with a kiss. Max purrs into it. He knows Charles is up to something, especially when he half-climbs into Max’s lap to straddle him.
„You should put it on,“ he purrs, kissing Max’s neck.
„What?“ It comes out squeakier than expected. When Max realizes Charles is referring to the school uniform, he shakes his head violently. „It won’t fit!“
„It will!“ Charles pulls away, looking at him with a glint in his eyes. „…please?“
„Why?“ Max asks, mildly bewildered by the intensity of this request. Slow heat is rising in the bottom of his stomach as Charles is grinding down on him. He wraps his arms around him and holds on to his thighs, squeezing lightly.
„Because…,“ Charles trails his fingertips up Max’s shoulders, „That’s what you were wearing for most of our first times.“
Max feels himself blush. „Oh!“
„Yeah… I still have very fond memories of fingering you under that skirt,“ Charles purrs with a smirk, his fingertips now running along the neckline of Max’s shirt. „…and of unbuttoning that shirt.“
Max is too stunned to speak, so he just tips his head up in an offer for a kiss. Charles takes the offer. It’s true, there were many, many times when they made out while Max was wearing this outfit. There are lots of memories attached to it; not many of them have to do with actual school.
They make out for a moment, right until there are footsteps on the staircase. Charles lets out a little groan and slowly slides off of Max’s lap, giving him a heated grin. Max also feels slightly out of breath.
Riley barges in, Charles’ old red and white cheerleading uniform in hand. „I found it!“
„Great!“ Charles rises to his feet. „I could try it on, see if it still fits me.“ He gives Max a wink, then tells Riley, „Your papa must have a matching alpha one somewhere.“ He holds the skirt up to his hips, and Max has to look away so he doesn’t blush even harder.
„You could have a Highschool dress-up party!“ Riley suggests innocently.
Charles gives Max a smirk and wiggles his hips, making the pleated skirt swing back and forth. „Yeah, maybe we should.“
lots of stuff sucks atm, and I am trying to make christmas nicer for myself, so have this unashamedly self-indulgent, happy, joyful snippet. And feel free to send asks if you want. I’ll try to write some more prompt fills over the next few days as well.
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"Who was your first kiss?" Charles leaned back with a vixen-like smile, stirring his cocktail with a languid motion, "Come on, you can tell us now. We already know all your other secrets."
Lando felt his cheeks grow hot. "No, it's too embarrassing!" It really wasn't that bad if he was quite honest, but he just liked to put on a show for the attention.
"Aww come on, Lando!" Max's cheeks had a healthy flush, but his was caused by having half a gin and tonic. Lando giggled and hid his face in his hands until Max touched his arm with a laugh.
"What if we go first?" he suggested, and that did in fact pique Lando's attention.
"...maybe."
Charles huffed out an easy laugh. "You go first, Max."
„You already know who it was,“ Max said, giving Charles a grin. Charles narrowed his eyes at him. „Not me!“ he huffed, feigning offense.
„No, not you,“ Max agreed, „Although we can pretend it was you.“
„Who was it, then?“ Lando asked, curiously wiggling in his seat.
„Martin, my friend,“ Max said, „My neighbor from when my parents still lived together.“ Max paused dramatically, then added, „In middle school.“
It wasn’t even that funny, but they just burst out laughing anyway. „That does NOT count!“ Lando exclaimed, „You were literally a baby.“
Max was laughing into his cocktail, cheeks even more rosy than before now. Charles clicked his tongue. „Took you long enough after that to figure out you’re not as straight as your Dad wanted you to be.“
Max snorted, „Yeah, took me exactly until you had your hands on my tits for the first time.“ Charles gave him a smirk and reach out to cup Max’s chest, balancing his glass with the other hand, then leaned over to kiss him. Lando watched the wet, messy slide of their tongues against each other for a moment, before giving a needy little whine- no chance they were allowed to forget about him now.
Charles pulled back, but not without giving a sultry purr by Max’s ear. „Mine was Pierre,“ he announced, crossing his legs and hooking one of his ankle around Lando’s pulling him closer somehow.
„That’s so boring!“ Lando complained, followed by a little „Hey!“ when Charles used that same ankle to kick him lightly.
„It’s not boring, it’s romantic!“ Max objected.
„It wasn’t that romantic,“ Charles inclined his head, „We were like… thirteen maybe, and wanted to know what kissing felt like. So I kissed him, and then ran away.“
Lando and Max both aww’ed; the idea of Charles being so shy was almost absurd now.
„I can say he’s gotten a lot better at it since,“ Charles smirked, taking a sip of his cocktail.
„I sure hope so,“ Max snorted.
„Your turn now, Lando.“ Charles turned his gaze on Lando, eyes raking over his face.
Lando sighed dramatically, crossing his arms for show. „It’s boring.“
„The more you try not to say it, the more curious he will poke you for it,“ Max said, nodding towards Charles who sat there, watching Lando with an impish grin.
Lando chewed on his bottom lip for a second. „…it was a guy from school I liked. He was like… the hottest guy in school, and everyone liked him, and I guess he was kind of into me… he asked me if he could be my boyfriend, and we kissed under the bleachers.“
Charles groaned. „Your life is literally a teen movie.“
Lando let out a dismissive noise. „I realized really quickly that I didn’t like him enough for kissing, so I broke up with him I guess. He texted me for three months after, and even wrote me love letters, put them into my locker an’ all.“ He clicked his tongue dismissively. „Pretty annoying.“
Max and Charles exchanged an incredulous glance. „Our hot little girlie next door heartbreaker,“ Charles commented, leaning back on the sofa.
„I don’t think it was thaaat bad,“ Lando objected, making a face, which prompted Max and Charles to exchange another Look.
„Not much has changed since then,“ Max said with an idle laugh.
How many times a week does Carlos have to make his pancake recipe?😭
honestly, at leeeeast once a week. Whenever somebody's pregnant, sometimes daily.
(Max ended up craving it so much during the second pregnancy that he had to wake Carlos up in the middle of the night to ask him to make the pancakes for him because he couldn't go back to sleep otherwise)
Is VVlando also super into Bridgerton? I can see him trying to get the pack into roleplaying "courting"
I think Lando and Max would watch it together and I could see Michael joining in too! I think Bridgerton would be something they could vibe with together lol
and of COURSE the roleplay happens. Lando absolutely tries to talk Carlos into it, but Carlos is a terrible actor :D doesn't stop Lando from fantasizing though.
Max definitely makes them read the books, too, and while Lando generally really does not enjoy reading, he enjoys these books!
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the kids playing a video game and needing Max to help them??
good thing my current obsession is bg3
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"No, look over there!"
"It's not there, we've already looked!"
"Well, look again!"
"You go look!"
Evie half-heartedly kicks in Flynn's direction, but he pulls his thigh away just in time, holding the playstation controller up and out of her reach.
"Open the map," Jakob suggests, pointing to Evie's side of the split screen.
"I've already tried that," she grumbles, but does it again. "Let's just leave her."
"No!" Flynn protests, "We can't just leave her in this pod things, that's so mean!"
"Well, what else are we gonna do? We're too stupid to find some god damn keys!"
They look at each other for a long moment, a silent agreement passing between them.
Jakob stands up from the bed with a serious expression. "I'll go get Mom."
"What is it?" Max asks, still wiping his hands on his shirt as he enters Evie's room. Man, it smells like teenager in here; he opens a window before doing anything else.
The triplets all look at him with similar "Mama please" eyes which still work even at sixteen. "Can you help us with our game?"
Max can't help but laugh. "Sure. What's the problem." They scramble apart to make space for him in Evie's nest as he sits down. Flynn hands him his controller instantly.
"So, we've got to free this girl in the pod from a bunch of mindflayers, they put a worm in our heads and probably in hers too. And we need a key or something to open the pod that she's in, and we can't find it!"
"I wanted to leave her, but Flynn wants to free her so he can romance her!" Evie taunts her brother. Max intercepts when he reaches over to pull her hair.
"We've already tried looking everywhere, but can't find the keys," Jakob says.
Max takes a second to familiarize himself with the controls; it's still intuitive.
"Ok, let's go," he says, sending the character running. Flynn's character looks very human, with brown curls like his. Evie's character, meanwhile, is an enormous, muscular creature with horns and pink hair. Figures.
The kids talk him through what they've already tried; it takes Max only about three minutes to find the key they missed before, prompting groans from all three of them.
"How did you do this?!"
Max just gives a shrug and a smirk. "Magic. ...and tons of practice when I was your age."
Evie huffs, but then leans into Max for a second. "Thanks."
"Thank you, Mama," Flynn and Jakob echo in unison.
"You're welcome," Max replies, and continues on with the rest of his afternoon feeling quite smug, actually.
The twins and triplets making breakfast for Max's birthday and almost burning the kitchen.
Max lying awake knowing exactly what's going on... Daniel pleads with him to stay in bed and max is just like if you don't make these children clean up after themselves-
But of course it's handled, and it's really adorable when they come in with their little tray (Isabel is carrying it very carefully while the other kids run and open doors and move clutter out of her way). There's even a little flower in a vase on it, and they made scrambled eggs! Flynn tells max about eight times that he made those.
And then they all gather around him to watch him eat, holding their breath to see if he likes it, and cheer when he says it's good. And Max just thinks, no matter how hard it is sometimes, it's worth it for this ♥️
