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Notes: This is a part of mine and Suruberry's headcanon verse that we've created. Continuity-wise, it's a mishmash of comics, cartoons, and movies. We've basically gone about cherry-picking what we like and leaving out a lot that we don't, so things are probably not gonna line up right with any one singular canon verse since there's bits from a lot of different places. Hopefully, someone else enjoys this just as much as we have.
Title: gave you my heart
Pairing: Mari/Jan
Prompt: making christmas cards
Words: 314 words
gave you my heart
There's already a rather large collection of Christmas cards arranged tastefully on their mantel. It's something of a League tradition, this exchange of cards – each one featuring a different family. This is different from the long-standing Avengers tradition of one large, communal dinner sometime close to Christmas Eve, but Jan likes it.
Theirs is certainly going to be the most fashionable card, of that Jan is certain. She's spent hours creating her own outfit in collaboration with Mari because they simply must match. Imani has been a complete sweetheart, putting up with all their prodding and his outfit.
Jan's bouncing Imani on her lap, "C'mon Mari, if you keep fussing over the camera like that we're never going to get this picture taken."
"Shush you, the lighting isn't quite right..." Mari's muttering to herself, one hand on her hip as she taps a long nailed finger on the top of the camera. She's inspecting the viewfinder, head tilted to the side and adjusts the camera on its tripod.
It takes Mari another few minutes before she nods and steps away from the camera. She adjusts Imani's outfit a little, smiles at him, "Such a good boy."
Mari presses a quick kiss to Jan's cheek, careful not to muss either of their make-up before settling in beside her. Imani sits on both of their laps, trying to look up at his mother with wide eyes.
When the camera flash goes off, Imani blinks owlishly and makes a confused noise, which is followed by, "Jan!"
They're not going to be able to get many more photos out of Imani, because he's impatiently waving his arms at Jan and his face is scrunching up in that familiar pinched look that means he's tired. Either that or his diaper needs to be changed.
Jan smooths a hand down his back and checks. Nope, his diaper's good. Fussy then, Jan thinks. He's probably hungry.
"Ah! It's perfect!"
FIN.
Title: gave you my heart
Pairing: Mari/Jan
Prompt: making christmas cards
Words: 314 words
There's already a rather large collection of Christmas cards arranged tastefully on their mantel. It's something of a League tradition, this exchange of cards – each one featuring a different family. This is different from the long-standing Avengers tradition of one large, communal dinner sometime close to Christmas Eve, but Jan likes it.
Theirs is certainly going to be the most fashionable card, of that Jan is certain. She's spent hours creating her own outfit in collaboration with Mari because they simply must match. Imani has been a complete sweetheart, putting up with all their prodding and his outfit.
Jan's bouncing Imani on her lap, "C'mon Mari, if you keep fussing over the camera like that we're never going to get this picture taken."
"Shush you, the lighting isn't quite right..." Mari's muttering to herself, one hand on her hip as she taps a long nailed finger on the top of the camera. She's inspecting the viewfinder, head tilted to the side and adjusts the camera on its tripod.
It takes Mari another few minutes before she nods and steps away from the camera. She adjusts Imani's outfit a little, smiles at him, "Such a good boy."
Mari presses a quick kiss to Jan's cheek, careful not to muss either of their make-up before settling in beside her. Imani sits on both of their laps, trying to look up at his mother with wide eyes.
When the camera flash goes off, Imani blinks owlishly and makes a confused noise, which is followed by, "Jan!"
They're not going to be able to get many more photos out of Imani, because he's impatiently waving his arms at Jan and his face is scrunching up in that familiar pinched look that means he's tired. Either that or his diaper needs to be changed.
Jan smooths a hand down his back and checks. Nope, his diaper's good. Fussy then, Jan thinks. He's probably hungry.
"Ah! It's perfect!"
FIN.