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lilacprincessofrecovery · 3 years ago

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A Stark Halloween Party // Tony Stark x Plus Size Reader

Word Count: 1788 Warning: Light insecurity

There's this one girl. She wasn't a girl. She was a woman. She was bigger than other women. She was different. She loved herself. That's what drew big time tech billionare Tony Stark to her. He liked that she was confident. She was sometimes sarcastic under her breath when she thought no one could hear her. Tony realized that she was very similar to him. Tony didn't treat her like he treated Pepper. Pepper had actually decided to go to a law firm instead of working with Tony.

He knew y/n would be slower than Pepper in heels. He would only order her to stand beside him and write his work notes while he was in his lab. She would make him laugh. That wasn't easy for him since the New York incident. He loved to see her every day at 10am. Being confident was a great thing to be around Tony Stark.

Another thing about him, Tony always loved parties. No disaster would get him down when it came to a celebration or charity. Halloween was a big shen-dig for him. He was a man who liked costumes, too. He made everyone's costumes better yet he had someone else make the costumes; not that he didn't have an idea of the costumes but he couldn't sew. He decided after the computer generated the costumes to go and switch them up himself and give everyone Tony Stark appointed costumes.

He had called everyone in the compound to the main conference room. Everyone was surprised that Tony called everyone since there was nothing on the news or on the tv monitors hanging around the place, lately. He explained that he wanted to throw a Halloween bash. He started giving everyone their costumes and that their outfits will be sent to them when they get made. It was 2 weeks until Halloween. He could do it. He even thought about making them dress up as each other but after he chuckled about that he decided to go with traditional costumes.

Tony named off announcing the costumes explaining he used a generator so they won't guess he chose legitimately to give him and y/n similar matching costumes. or get annoyed if they didn't like the costumes he picked.

Steve. Sailor.

Natasha. Angel.

Y/n. Princess.

Clint. Ghost Face.

Thor. Pro Wrestler.

Peter Parker. Vampire.

Sam. Police Officer.

Scott. Devil.

Rhodey. Storm Trooper.

Wanda. Jessica Rabbit. (Mostly because of the hair)

Vision. Michael Myers.

Bucky. Werewolf.

Happy. Superman.

Loki. Plague Doctor.

and himself. Prince Charming.

It was a bit harder than he thought to give them all costumes. They all practically live in costumes. He chose the most ironic costumes he could. He however made sure he and y/N were matching. He wouldn't tell he didn't generate the costumes. Only FRIDAY knows.

Once everyone got their costumes, they're of course was arguements of why they got the costume they got. Tony rolled his eyes. "Deal with it." He smiled at y/N and went and left to go to his office. He ordered a famous designer to create the costumes except the princess one. He wanted to design that one himself.

"I can't believe I'm even coming to this party," Loki complained.

"Your face will be covered, Brother," Thor responded.

Loki groaned.

"I am stronger than any wrestler," Thor thinks. "I do not trust technology."

Steve looked at Natasha. "I considered joining the marines. I preferred to be an army soldier though."

Natasha was in shock and crossed her arms. "I am no angel. I would rather be a ninja."

Steve chuckles, "Tony's not going to change his mind."

Natasha rolled her eyes, "I blame the computer more than him."

Wanda looked to Steve and Natasha, "My costume is the most sexist outfit..."

Vision looks at her with a soft smile, "I would love to see you in that costume."

Wanda then forgets all her worries about being so sexy and caresses his cheek, "You ok with your costume babe?"

Vision nods, "I will wear whatever is given. I haven't ever celebrated Halloween before."

Wanda smiles, "Ok."

Vision tilts his head, "Who is Michael Myers?"

Wanda calmly describes the psycho to him.

Vision thinks, "I see..." He said that a lot.

Scott looks to Clint, "I'm just glad to be a part of this team."

Clint nodded, "I was going to take my kids trick-or-treating this year..."

Scott laughed, "Well maybe it won't be on actual Halloween."

Clint nodded, "Hope so." He wasn't too fond of his costume. The devil? Really? He disapproved.

Natasha looked at Clint, "Really? you think you got it bad? I've never worn a dress before. A white one at that."

"Computers aren't against you," Happy interrupted Nat and Clint.

Happy liked the idea of being Superman. Finally, he is a superhero like everyone else around him.

Happy looked at Peter who was over excited for being invited to his first Avenger/Tony/"Adult" party. "Are you alright kid?"

Peter nods and flops down on the couch. "Oh yeah. I am excited! I also love that Tony is making our costumes. He always makes me great costumes. You think I can invite MJ? and/or Ned? Do you think Mr. Stark would mind?"

Happy shrugged, "I don't think he would mind."

Bucky was quiet standing in a corner not caring either which way. but trying to think of what a werewolf costume would look like.

Rhodey thought a storm trooper would be cool. Star Wars is a classic afterall.

Sam was neutral about his outfit. He didn't care one way or another about being a police officer. He was trying to imagine himself in it. He could be a police officer. He loved helping people and saving the day. He felt like a police officer anyway. Just with the metal wings.

y/N was being quiet. She was worried now that her costume wouldn't fit once Tony gives it to her. Talk about embarassing. She hurriedly rushed up to her room to avoid anyone else. She wasn't an insecure person since middle school. She was surprised her confidence was currently faltering.

"Looks like the computer thinks you and I should match," She bumps into Tony.

"Tony... I didn't see you... sorry," y/n told him.

"Are you alright?" Tony arched his brow.

"I was wondering if... maybe I could pick my own costume. I mean I'll still be a princess... I just..."

"What are you afraid of... you don't want to match with me?"

"Tony... I'm not feeling well. I am going to my room," She left.

"Hmm... hey... y/N, wait!" Tony didn't understand why she wasn't happy or glad they matched.

She looked in the mirror and immediately went to bed after sighing loudly. She needed to get her mind off of the party. She wasn't even happy that she was even invited to one of the biggest shen-digs of the year.

She was very quiet during her work the following days. Tony was concerned. He had FRIDAY keep an eye on her for him. She was just anxious and didn't try to keep up with him anymore. She wasn't even wearing heels anymore.

The costumes came in from the designer. Tony already had everyone's measurements so he had sent them out. He didn't have y/n's so he tried scientifically to decide the size of her costume. She would never tell him or let him near her with a measuring tape. She would rather disappear than have ANY of the Avenger's Family know her size, especially Tony. She had a crush on her boss. Who wouldn't? He was Tony Freaking Stark. Tall, dark, handsome, rich, smart, and a superhero.

Everyone is glad how their costumes turned out. They fit just right and were amazing. Tony definitely appreciated the styles and the designs worth every penny. Everyone was happy with their costumes.

The night of the party y/n didn't come to the party hall. He went to her room and knocked on the door. She was crying on the edge of her bed with the dress in her lap, makeup running down her cheeks. "Why aren't you dressed?"

"I can't fit it."

"W... did you try it on?" She shrugs then sighs and shakes her head. "No..."

Tony just stared at her. "O....k. Come on I'll help you. If I have to wear poofy sleeves you have to wear the poofy dress."

She blushed nodding and stood up and he helped her dress into her costume, sucking in her stomach as much as she could so he doesn't see her 'girth'.

As a Prince and Princess, Tony and the reader smiling

"You look sexy in that costume," Tony smiled softly at her.

She blushed deep, "You're drunk and that's inappropriate Mr. Stark..."

"Call me Tony. Please... You've been here for 6 months... You're always with me. You know me better than anyone... You have pretty hair, y/n... and such soft, delicate figure... You are so beautiful. Now will you come downstairs and be with me at the party?"

She giggled, "We are at the party."

He smiled, "I made sure we matched."

"What...really?"

He nodded, "I wanted to be with you. I chose all the costumes. The generator was just me. Don't tell." He laughed. "You are my date on purpose."

y/N's eyes widened, "You wanted me to look like a giant marshmallow?"

Tony looked offended, "I wanted you to be mine."

"Wait... like me... and you?"

"Me and you..."

"What why? I'm not as hot as the other women you..."

"NEVER say you are less than anyone else. Where's the y/N I am used to that doesn't care what others think about how she looks? and Especially bimbos from my past. They don't matter. It's the past. This is the future." He takes her hand and puts a palm against her palm and smiles down at her.

" You know... you are such a catch. I'm attracted to you and all your beauty and snark. Yeah, I notice you. You have an old timey type of beauty like a princess... and I am your Prince. Well, I would call myself a King. You do everything for me. You know me better than anyone has ever..."

"He is so egotistical," Bucky said.

Tony rolled his eyes. "She is a Queen. My queen; not a princess."

Steve smiled soft. "She is sweet as can be. Princess was a perfect outfit for her. She better watch out for him. He will corrupt her." He laughs.

y/n grinned wide at Tony insecurities all gone and leans up and kisses him. "My Tony?"

"My y/N..." Tony kisses back passionately.

Everyone claps.

#avengers #tony stark #plus size reader #tony stark x reader #avengers halloween #halloween #stark #marvel

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ronnie-azumane · 4 years ago

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Petty

Oikawa x Pregnant Reader

Heyo! Since there are almost no pregnant reader haikyuu fics to feed my baby fever, I’m here writing this self indulgent piece. For my first one, I decided to write Oikawa x Reader, because I feel like he fits the story best (which by the way, is inspired by the events that went down when my sister was born). So yeah, I hope y’all enjoy! If you want more, my asks are open! I’m always open to feeding into both my and other’s baby fever.

Pairing: Toru Oikawa x pregnant reader

Warnings: Pregnancy; birth; Cursing; Oikawa being a petty bitch, you know, the usual.

Petty is defined as, “Of little or no importance or consequence,” according to the dictionary. And according to you and all your friends, there is only one person in the world that lives up to that definition.

Your husband, Toru Oikawa.

Ever since you started dating the pretty setter, the littlest things would transform him into the petty setter. And of all times, It had to be today.

Earlier this week

The two of you were cuddling on the couch, watching some Netflix original you both stopped paying attention to a while ago. Toru held his hands over your swollen belly, rubbing occasional circles with his thumb. You nuzzled into the crook of his neck, sighing at the comforting warmth.

“Hey, Toru, can I talk to you for a second?” You raise your head up and ask.

Oikawa hums in reply.

“So the baby’s coming soon, right?” You ask him as he nods along. “Do you think you could try to look presentable for the birth?”

Oikawa narrows his eyes and stares into your eyes, “What do you mean?” he half-asks.

“Like, for example, if I go into labor while you’re at practice, could you like, I dunno, shower? Put something on other than workout clothes?” you say. Oikawa’s glare stays glued on your face.

After a minute of the stare-down, you finally break the silence, “Look, Toru. Last appointment when you showed up all sweaty and gross, It was kinda embarrassing.”

In response, Oikawa scoots from underneath you and sits up on the couch, effectively ending the cuddle session. You wine at the lack of contact.

“You know what, I guess I can do that much,” Oikawa groans. Happily, you stand up, peck his forehead, whisper a quick ‘thank-you,’ and head to the kitchen to scoop you some ice-cream.

Oh how naïve you were to think that it would end there.

Present

Sleep had been hard to come by tonight. You tossed and turned on your half of the bed as your husband slept soundly next to you (or as soundly he could with you moving so much next to him).

Sighing, you get up to make your way to the bathroom. Maybe a glass of water would help. Ok, it probably won’t, but it wouldn’t hurt to try, right?

After sipping down the water, you stare at your reflection in the mirror. So many friends and family reassured you that you were beautiful, but frankly, you didn’t see it. Maybe it was because they only saw the good parts of you, not the eyebags you covered up with makeup, not the endless layers of stretchmarks that littered your body. Sure, you husband still assures you that you’re beautiful, but that didn’t prevent the insecurities from rising to the surface.

“You know, little one, you’re a lot of trouble sometimes,” you sigh, rubbing your yummy up and down. The baby, in response, gives you a little kick...

…a kick straight to the bladder.

You rush to the toilet to finish your business, sighing in relief as you didn’t make too much of a mess for once. After a moment, a sudden dull pain hit your lower back. This isn’t the first time this happened, you’ve been getting this pain off and on for the past few days. It was just then when it hit.

Those were contractions. You were going into labor.

Quickly, you rush back to the bedroom to wake up Oikawa. Before shaking him awake, you glance at the analog clock sitting on the nightstand. 3:39 am.

“Toru. Toru, wake up. Now,” You whisper harshly as you shake his lip, sleeping body. He groaned in response and turned away, sliding his head under his pillow.

“Toru. I said now. Get up,” you whisper again, shaking him even harder.

“Five more min-” Toru was interrupted by the sound of water hitting the floor.

“Toru, my water just broke, the baby is coming. Get out of bed, now.”

Connecting the dots, Oikawa sprang up from bed.

“Ok, get the bag, I’ll be a couple minutes.” Oikawa said as he made his way to the bathroom.

You grab the bag and set it by the door. not knowing what to do until Oikawa got there you paced around the kitchen. As you walked by the counter, another contraction hit, stronger than those previous. You gripped the counter, trying to ground yourself as your body powered through the pain.

After the contraction ended you looked around to see your husband nowhere in sight. You started to wonder what was taking him so long, so you rushed back to the bedroom.

You arrive to the bedroom to find him in the midst of a shower. The steam and the strong sent of Oikawa’s tea tree shampoo filled your nostrils. Most of the time, this would be a calming sensation, but today was not the day.

“Toru, please hurry up,” You whine, sitting back down on the bed.

“I’ll be out in a minute, babe,” Oikawa sings back. For someone who is about to become a father, he seemed awfully calm, you thought.

After much longer than a minute, Oikawa came out of the shower, donning his gray bathrobe and rubbing a towel through his hair. You sigh in relief, but the sigh is cut short as another contraction rocks through your body.

However, to your surprise, Oikawa doesn’t make his way to the closet, but to the sink. He pulls out a razor and shaving cream from the cabinet.

Oh fuck no.

“Toru, what the fuck are you doing?” You ask, your voice strained from the contraction you were pushing through at the moment.

“Shaving.”

“Toru, you and both know you don’t grow facial hair.”

“I have a bit of a stubble coming through, wouldn’t want to look bad for the little one coming,” Toru replied.

It all hit at once.

“Toru, is this about the conversation we had on the couch last week?” You ask.

“What are you talking about? I just want to look my absolute best for Oikawa Jr.” it was, damn that petty bastard.

“Damnit Toru, just hurry up.”

Two contractions later, Toru finished shaving his bare face. He waltzed his way to the closet, causing you to sigh in relief, until he came out holding two different pairs of pants.

“(Y/N), what pants should I wear?” He asks. In his left hand he holds a pair of slacks, in his right, a pair of jeans.

“Toru, I don’t give a shit as to what you wear, just hurry up so I can birth your spawn”

“Oh really? In that case, I’ll go put on my workout clothes!” Toru chirps as he skips to the closet. You groan in reply.

“Just wear the fucking jeans.” You cry out as yet another contraction rips through your body.

“Anything you say~” He replies, changing into the pair of jeans.

You sit on the bed, waiting as your husband takes his sweet time slipping his jeans on, one pant leg at a time. At this point, the contractions have gotten both longer and more frequent. Everything was progressing smoothly, given the circumstances.

“Toru Oikawa, Hurry the fuck up,” you seethed, watching your dear husband as he walked out of the closet with four different shirts.

“Which shirt should I wear? I was thinking this one, but I’m not too sure,” Oikawa held up a white polo.

“Fuck you,” you cried as another contraction hit.

“I don’t have a shirt that says ‘fuck you,’ do you think the store would have one?”

“Toru, if you don’t hurry the fuck up, I will deliver this baby right here.”

“Fine, I’ll go with the polo. Although you could have just said so,” Oikawa whined. He threw the polo onto the bed and waltzed to the closet to put away the other three. Once he finished putting away the shirts, he put on the polo, grabbed a pair of shoes, and the hospital bag. You thought he was toying with you until you heard the jingle of the car keys in his hand.

XxX

”Hello Mrs. Oikawa, lets take a peak to see how far along you are!” The nurse smiled. Already dressed in a hospital gown, you put your legs in the stirrups to allow the nurse to take a look at your progression.

Honestly, you just wanted this examination to be over, so you could order an epidural. At this point, the contractions were frequent and painful.

“How does it look?” Your dear husband asked, only for the color to rush out of his face when he looked at the nurse.

“What’s going on?” you question, but the nurse’s face of shock doesn’t ease your nerves in the slightest.

“Well,” the nurse stutters, standing up and taking off her gloves, “everything is fine, you’re just fully dilated, I’m honestly surprised you haven’t started pushing yet.”

“W-what?” you stutter in disbelief.

“It’s baby time!” the nurse smiles as she pages the doctor to come over.

“No epidural?” you ask, afraid of the answer.

“No time!” the nurse exclaims as she readies the equipment needed to deliver and care for the freshly born baby.

Oikawa started to shiver from the death glare you were giving him. The room almost seemed to drop a couple degrees from the ice in your eyes as you stared at him.

“Thank-you for taking your time this morning. I know the baby is going to appreciate your look, Toru,” your eye twitched.

“Look, y/n, I’m so sorr-”

“Save it” you interrupt. The two of you stay there in silence until the doctor comes in.

“Alright Mrs. Oikawa, ready to push?” The doctor asked.

To Oikawa’s surprise, you clutched his hand and readied yourself for the first push.

“Let’s get this over with.”

XxX

You cooed at the little girl in your arms. Her tiny flailing limbs rested against your bare chest, with the flimsy hospital blanket covering the two of you. Oikawa stood at your bedside, doting at his two favorite princesses. He would avidly deny it, but he did shed a couple of tears whilst looking at the small baby girl.

“She’s perfect,” you whispered as you rubbed the sleeping baby’s back softly with your thumb.

“Just like her momma,” Oikawa cooed, ending his sentence with a kiss to your forehead.

“Wanna hold her? You haven’t done skin-to-skin yet,” you asked, for him to answer a littler too quick. After all, who could blame him; he was about to hold his baby girl for the first time.

Quickly, he shed his shirt and folded it neatly on the arm of the chair next to the hospital bed. As he prepared himself physically and mentally to hold the baby, you started to sit yourself up, reaching for the robe you had brought.

Gently, Oikawa reached out to pick up the small baby girl. She was just so tiny, about the size (if not smaller) than the volleyballs he’s used to serving across the net. Little hands with little fingers, all with little fingernails and fingerprints. He laid her on his chest, to which she snoozed away.

“y/n, she’s just so perfect,” Oikawa cried. He held one of her tiny hands between his thumb and pointer finger to examine, to which she instinctively squeezed his thumb. At that moment was when his heart melted.

“Well, I’m glad you like her,” you yawned, lying back down to catch up on some sleep.

Oikawa’s hands have migrated from the baby’s hand to the back of her head, rubbing his thumb over her forehead. Everything was perfect. Everything was peaceful.

“Toru?” you called out for groggily.

“Yes?”

“I’m still mad at you,” you said as you drifted off to sleep. Oikawa sighed. Any punishment was worth being able to hold his little princess in his arms.

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lovemeleo · 4 years ago

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Cat Dads

Well, I’m finally back. Hope you all are doing well! This idea popped into my head out of nowhere. It’s the third part to my Nuny fic where Jackson gets injured. I’ll link those two fics below! This is completely un-beta’d so I apologize for any errors. These amazing characters belong to the always fantastic @lumosinlove.

- Ignite Your Bones

- Love You Through It

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There is no way to explain the sweet relief of seeing your leg again after 8.5 weeks of it being covered by a cast.

Zhenya’s nose crinkled when he saw Jackson’s leg, “You have skin. Like fish.” And honestly he wasn’t wrong. Jackson had made the same face when the cast was fully removed but it’s apparently normal.

“Scales, babe. And my skin’s just dry. The doctor said it should flake off though, like in the shower.” Jackson said, fixing the boot back over his jeans. Zhenya’s English was really good, but there were some words that he still didn’t know just because it didn’t come up in conversation. Like scales.

Zhenya picked him up from the doctor’s office and now they were on their way to get lunch, which was apparently a surprise. Jackson had been asking since before they left for the appointment but Zhenya was holding strong.

He thought it might be the pasta place they both loved that was down the street from the rink, but Zhenya drove right by that as well. Actually, he drove all the way out of Gryffindor.

“You gonna tell me where we’re going yet?” Jackson asked, looking out the window to see if he could possibly guess. To be completely honest, he didn’t really know the area very well. For as long as they’d lived here, they didn’t tend to leave Gryffindor too often.

Zhenya gave him an exasperated look as he drove, “I tell you, it’s not surprise. We’re almost there anyway, котенок. So impatient.” He muttered, though the corner of his lips quirked up into a smile as his boyfriend grumbled next to him.

Not long after, a smile appeared on Zhenya’s face as he turned into a parking lot, “Okay, котенок. We’re here.”

Jackson was looking out the window as soon as they turned into the lot, his eyes on the sign. It read ‘Cats in Cups’ across the sign with a cute little picture of a kitten in a coffee mug.

His head whipped to look at Zhenya who couldn’t help the giant grin that had spread on his face, “A cat cafe?” Jackson said, unable to help the childlike excitement that seeped into his voice. He had always loved cats. When he was a kid, they always had at least two or three in their house.

“Surprise!” Zhenya said, as he pulled into a spot. “Good surprise, yeah? I bring my котенок to see all the little котенок.” As soon as he put the car in park, Zhenya was pulled in for a deep kiss.

Jackson smiled into the kiss, his hands on either side of Zhenya’s face as he pulled away, “A great surprise, babe. Thank you.” He murmured, leaning in to give him a quick peck before opening his door. Zhenya quickly ran over to his boyfriend’s side of the car, helping him get out.

Putting pressure on his foot again was weird, a bit achy, but it was nice to be able to walk without crutches, “Let’s go see some kitties.” Jackson said, a giddy smile spreading on his face as they made their way inside.

The cafe was empty other than the worker behind the counter when they stepped in, Jackson’s eyes quickly flitting over the room to all of the cats. There were around fifteen or so, some wandering around while others were sprawled on tables or cat trees. It was practically heaven.

A younger woman stood behind the counter, her name tag on the red apron reading Jaz. “Welcome to Cats in Cups!” She said, a wide welcoming smile on her face as she glanced down at a clipboard on the counter in front of her. “My name is Jaz, and I’m gonna guess that you’re Evgeni and Jackson?”

Zhenya nodded, “Yes, that’s us. You can just call me Kuny.” He said as they walked up to the counter.

“Well, welcome! We can get your order in and then you guys can play with the cats.” She said, checking them off on the list.

Looking up at the menu, they both ordered different lattes to try before finding a spot to sit. Jackson plopped himself right in the middle of the carpeted floor, stretching his left leg out as he watched all the cats watch them.

As Zhenya sat down next to him, a small gray kitten found its way into Jackson’s lap. Trailing a gentle hand down the kitten’s back, Jackson smiled, “What’s this one’s name?” He asked, glancing up to where Jaz was carrying over their drinks.

Glancing down at the small ball of fluff, she smiled, “That’s Milo, he’s a scottish fold.”

Milo began making his way up Jackson’s chest, tiny paws carrying him up to cuddle into his shoulder. Zhenya quickly snuck a picture as the small kitten nuzzled into his boyfriend’s neck.

Just as he was tucking his phone away, a large fluffy orange cat nudged at his hand, meowing at him indignantly. Zhenya couldn’t help but laugh as the cat rubbed up against his leg, “Hello there.” He murmured, carefully picking the cat up and cradling her in his arms like a giant baby.

Jaz laughed as she set down their drinks, watching as the giant men turned into puddles of soft at the sight of cats, “It seems Pumpkin has taken a liking to you.”

“I have taken liking to Pumpkin too.” Zhenya said, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. The cat practically vibrated out of his arms, purring so dramatically.

At this point, Jackson had collected another cat in his lap. Milo was still nuzzled into his neck but in his lap was a massive black cat. Zhenya thought Pumpkin was big but oh my goodness, the black cat definitely had her beat.

Evgeni reached over, letting the giant cat sniff him before gently scratching behind his ears, “He’s so big.” He murmured, watching as he flopped back onto Jackson’s lap.

“Yeah, that’s Loki, our god of mischief. He’s a maine coon with a habit of knocking drinks over as well as chairs. He normally sprawls across our front counter.” Jaz said with a laugh as she made her way back to the counter.

Jackson’s face lit up as he reached down to pet the giant cat, “Loki’s one of my favorite Marvel characters!” Loki leaned into his touch, a deep purr coming from his chest.

Leaning onto the counter, Jaz smiled, “Well, keep in mind: all of our cats are adoptable. It’s a three day process because we give them an veterinary exam and a cleaning, and everything. But then you could take them home.” She said before going back to work, unaware of the wide-eyed looks the two men shared.

“We could get cats!” Jackson said, almost scaring both cats off of him. He quickly murmured soft apologies into their fur, holding them both close. Milo climbed down off his shoulder into his lap, curling up on top of Loki. Neither of them could help back the soft “aw” as Zhenya took another picture.

Upset at the lack of attention, Pumpkin swatted her paw at Zhenya’s hand and let out what could only be equivalent to a heavy sigh. He couldn’t help but laugh as he started petting her again, “So sorry, милашка.” He murmured before glancing up at Jackson again. “You want cat?”

Jackson nodded, unable to stop watching his boyfriend cuddle the orange fluff, “Yeah… yeah I really do. If it was a possibility, I would adopt all of these cats.” He said, gently petting the pile of cats in his lap.

They were both quiet for a while, enjoying their drinks, the cats as well as each other’s company. Just as Jackson took a sip of his coffee, Zhenya turned to him as he held Pumpkin closer.

“Let’s keep them.”

Jackson choked a bit, wiping the coffee that had fallen from his mouth before looking at Zhenya, “W-what? Keep?”

The other man was already nodding, his face hidden by Pumpkin’s fur, “Don’t want to leave her. Or them. We keep them all. Take them home. C’mon, котенок!”

Jackson didn’t need him to beg. Honestly, he hadn’t even needed Zhenya to ask because as soon as these cats had crawled on top of him, he knew he couldn’t leave them behind, “Alright. Alright, yeah. Let’s keep them.”

You would’ve thought they’d won the lottery with the way Zhenya’s face lit up. And Jackson, being the smitten bastard he was, couldn’t help but smile right back at him.

“We need supplies.” Zhenya said, quickly pulling his phone back out.

Jackson couldn’t help his little happy dance as he held onto the cats in his lap, “Just order it and we can have it delivered to the house.” Zhenya nodded as he ordered everything he could find on the pet store website that they’d need. Litter boxes, food, toys, beds and towers.

“Jaz! We need paperwork!” Zhenya said, looking up from his phone.

A big smile lit up her face as she grabbed some paperwork from behind the counter, “I had a feeling we’d need some paperwork, so I started filling it out. Which one are you planning to adopt?”

Jackson smiled, gently running his hand over Loki’s back, “We’d like all three actually.”

Her eyebrows went up in surprise, but if possible, her smile got exponentially bigger, “All three? Oh that’s fantastic.” She quickly grabbed more paperwork and they all started filling it out, one of them filling out each form.

It took around 20 minutes, but they were finally done. They were going to be cat dads.

Jaz smiled, stapling together all the papers before she looked up at the guys, “Alright, you two. We just have to do their exams and such, as well as speak to your references, but you should be able to bring them home in two days!”

They both shook her hand, the giant smiles still stuck on their faces, “Thanks so much for your help, Jaz.”

“Of course, I’m so happy you guys came in and that some of our cats are finding their forever homes with you.” She said with a smile. Both boys gave their last cuddles to the cats before it was time to go.

Jackson pressed a kiss to the top of Milo’s head, “We’ll be back for you three.”

Leaving the cafe was hard, especially when Loki tried to follow them out but they eventually made their way out to the car.

Before they got into the car, Jackson pulled Zhenya to him, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips as he leaned into the taller man’s chest, “I love you.” He said softly, his hands making their way around Zhenya’s waist.

“I love you. Always.” Zhenya murmured, holding Jackson close.

Getting to bring their cats home was one of the best days they’ve had. The cats were a bit skittish with being in a new environment but by bedtime, they had really calmed down. All three cats joined the two men on their bed. Milo curling up on Jackson’s pillow, Pumpkin sprawled on Zhenya’s stomach with Loki stretched across the foot of the bed.

As they all got comfortable, Jackson couldn’t help but smile at his boyfriend, squeezing the hand that was intertwined with his, “I’m so happy to be a cat dad with you, babe.”

Zhenya pressed a kiss to the other man’s knuckles, “You and I, Best cat dads. Always.”

#nuny #jackson nadeau #Evgeni Kuznetsov #lumosinlove #fluff #sweater weather #zhenya #nado #kuny #cats #cat dads #fic #fic writing #no beta

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lunacellestia · 3 years ago

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M!Drider x F! Reader

*No specified appearance, just a fem! Reader*

You sighed and ran your hand down your face.

It seemed that time wasn't on your side for the third time this week.

Not only had you slept through your alarm, but you've also managed to completely forget your appointment from yesterday, only now realizing due to a missed call from the doctors.

"I'm just not in it today am I?" You groaned and put your things into your bag.

Your eyes glanced towards the calendar, before scowling and tearing your gaze.

On it was the circled day of your date, only your date hasn't showed.

"Canceled. Canceled my ass. You always cancel on me."

You had began to get fed up with your so called 'date' as they always seemed to have some sort of excuse on why they couldn't come out.

"I'm so sorry, I slept through my alarm. You know how it is."

"We had a date today..? I'm sorry.. I had to go and run some errands. I swear I'll make it up to you."

"I... Can't make it today."

Truthfully, you should've probably gave up on this date after the third excuse, but you held out hope.

Now though, it was dwindling by the thread and you weren't so sure you could keep up with the constant back and forth anymore.

"Screw this! I'll just.. Text them and tell them not to worry about it anymore. And that's it's not working out. Yeah!"

You see, you had met your date on a dating app, and in hindsight, maybe you got some flags during this moment, but you decided to brush it off.

You hadn't been on a date for awhile, so you decided to give it a shot.

It couldn't be so bad right? Just a small little thing with someone that could potentially change your life.

Your hands gripped your phone as you angrilly typed your message, your brows furrowed and your face pouty.

If anyone else could see you, they'd think you were positively adorable.

'Hey... Look. So I don't think this is going to workout you know? You've bailed on so many dates so.. I think we should just stop here. Sorry for wasting your time. It's just better this way.'

You eyed the text for a moment before pressing send and letting out a sigh of relief, your phone dropping on the bed as you slipped on your shoes.

A vibration and tune immediately followed as your eyes shot back towards your device.

Could it be him? No.. He couldn't even show up for a date, why would it be him?

'Hey! Please don't give up on us yet. I'm sorry I've bailed so many times.'

'... Can we meet up today? I just.. Didn't want you to see me like this. I got scared you wouldn't like me.'

'I totally understand if you don't want to though, I won't hold it against you! I hope we can at least still be friends?'

You read the messages and nibbled on your lip, thinking for a minute.

'Are you sure you actually want to meet up today? I have some things to do and I don't want to waste my time.'

'Yes! I swear it'll be for real this time. Just.. Give me a chance?'

'Fine. I'll give you one last chance. 5:30 work for you?'

'Its perfect. We'll meet at that new restaurant that's exclusive towards everyone.. That cool?'

You smiled a bit and smacked your head a bit. Giving in this easily isn't what you wanted, but you did fall for their sweet charm.

'Yeah that works. I'll see you there.'

'Thank you! Uh, I mean cool! See you there! :)'

You set your phone down once again and rested your head against the wall.

"Now I have to find something decent to wear. Ugh. Fine! For love it is!"

Errands complete, you made your way to the restaurant at around 5:20.

10 minutes early and you'd be able to touch yourself up or calm your nerves if need be.

You excused yourself as you went past two orcs, standing and laughing about a concert they'd been too.

You sat and tapped your fingers on the table, remembering exactly how you came across your date all that time ago.

'Huh, this profile doesn't seem too bad.' You thought as you laid in bed and double tapped.

"Its a match!" The voice said happily as you chuckled bit.

The app had it's own tune when it came to getting matches, almost as if cupid themselves was apart of it.

You went to the chat to send them a quick message, but stopped as you seen bubbles on your end, appearing then disappearing.

They seemed to be nervous maybe? Your thoughts were confirmed when they finally sent a quick message.

'Hey! ... I couldn't help but see your name and think it was so pretty... Is that weird? That's weird isn't it. Fuck I already typed that can't take it back. Uh.. I'm Erkat. Weird name I know.. At least that's what I get from people. This is long. Anyways hi.. Lol.'

Taking some time to read over the message and smile a bit, you quickly hit them up for a response.

'Hey. No need to be nervous or anything Erkat, I think your name is pretty cool. I'm glad we matched. You look pretty nice from your picture.'

And you weren't lying either.

Though you could only see his face, half of it you should say, he was very handsome.

His eyes were hazel, well, at least one was from you could see, and his hair had been short yet styled a bit, a dark green with some pretty highlights to add on to it.

You could spot the hint of a lip piercing, but nothing too concrete.

'You think so? Thanks lol, maybe you can see the full thing sometime.'

'Getting confident huh? I'd love to! You seem cute.'

'Just a bit :). You're cute too. I like that thing you did.'

'Thing? What thing.'

'You know! The thing!'

'???'

'It's something special to you. Maybe you just can't see it but its in a lot of your pictures. Anyways, let's get to know more about each other?'

And you agreed, you both told each other little facts here and there about yourself;

Telling each other whether you worked, were in school, did both or even just relaxed whenever you could.

You learned he had actually graduated recently from university, being there a little longer than he thought he would.

'How old are you?'

'Gasp! You never ask a person their age!'

'Haha, I thought that was just a lady thing with us. Okay. A secret then? Maybe I'll find out one day.'

'Maybe ;)'

Your heart seemed to beat a little faster with every new text you got in the following weeks.

He was sweet, kind and loveable.

A little shy but also a goofball that you could find yourself being around more often than not.

It was just when he began to bail out on your dates that you began thinking differently of him, even the slightest bit.

"H-hello." You heard as you broke out of your thoughts and looked back towards your surroundings.

"Yes?" You asked, looking at the person.

Their face was downcast, and eyes lingered on their hoodie, trying to see them.

Their head lifted as you went wide eyed.

"Erkat...?" You whispered in surprise and stood up.

What you didn't see in the picture, was that on the other half of his face were two extra set of eyes, each below each other, all hazel and gleaming.

He covered his face and looked towards the window as you took in more of him.

And boy, was there more of him.

His arms, four of them, three at his sides and the other having his hand across his face.

His mouth, housed cute little.. Fangs? You weren't exactly sure.

As you looked him over more, you seen that his lower half wasn't that of a human at all, but that of a spider.

Purple bottom with purple legs to follow, each, shifting and making a small bit of noise as he shifted.

You weren't exactly sure how many there were, because before you could think, you blurted:

"You really kept how hot you were away from me huh? All this time I thought you were just playing with me, but you didn't want to show me how hot you were."

"W-what?" He asked quickly facing you and dropping his hand.

He noticed your pout and felt his eyes widen.

"You goofball! This is what you were nervous about?? You're so hot its not fair!"

"H-hey ... Don't say that-"

"But its true! Damn.. If I knew you looked like this I would've dressed better!" You groaned and slunk into your seat.

He had no words for you, only silence gracing his lips as he tried to process this.

You gave him a reassuring smile nevertheless and shook your head.

"I really think you're gorgeous. You didn't have to be nervous. I am surprised but, pleasantly."

He swallowed and tapped six of his finger's together, nervously glancing from you to the table.

"You.. You really mean that?"

"I do."

"You're.. Prettier in person too you know?" He asked as you smiled

"Thank you."

"Like.. Really pretty. One of the prettiest girls I've ever seen. I mean.. Wow."

You laughed a bit and rested your hands on the table.

"Well, can this prettiest girl recommend some great things for you to eat today?"

"Yes please." He nodded.

"Great, come a little closer Erkat. Promise I won't bite." You winked.

#exophilia #monsterlover #monstergirlfriend #monsterboyfriend

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bluealmondpie · 4 years ago

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haikyuu boyfriends~

it's time for dadchi. i've been obsessed with the captains lately bc a conversation with a friend ended up with ideas for a crack fic involving all the captains... but when i get around to it i'll... get around to it 😭 working sucks. especially during this covid19 business and the fact that i'm an essential worker so i cant work from home (;-;)

bf!daichi

* ah the ever supportive one

* and also over protective

* will not let u dress skimpy cos others will stare is only for him to see

* will not let u drink without him around, will insist on taking u home

* basically. his dadchi instincts r too strong

* like, he doesn't mind if u come to his matches but only if it doesn't interfere with your studies and stuff. that's the kind of bf he's gonna b

* it's probably cos he's got your best interests at heart, and also cos he is slightly anxious

* he doesn't want any harm to come to u

* so yeah let him do his thing, and once he feels safer about you or when u prove that yeah you've got things under control he will loosen up a little

* this boy loves DEEPLY. committed relationships are key words

* daichi doesn't fuck around with others feelings. especially yours. and he will NOT let others hurt you either. if you're being bullied he is gonna go feral so make sure suga is there to hold him back ya

* king of sweet nothings and loveydovey messages

* "morning love ♡ i got you breakfast"

* "remember to take breaks okay? love u"

* "don't worry about the tests, you've prepared as much as you can, it'll be alright ◡̈"

* "as long as you're happy, i'm happy"

* daichi's the type who will remember anniversaries and your birthday but he will forget his own

* flowers are standard on every anniversary/birthday. sometimes he will also bring some cake/sweets

* he's a worrier. haven't i already said this in several forms oops

* when you're ill, he worries. will come by and make u porridge. it will be more than passable, probably learnt from suga? or asahi, totally hc asahi being a good cook even if it's just for my self indulgent domestic asahi/noya fluff scenarios

* he's good at calming you down, somehow. it's the tone of his voice, and also the way he is squeezing your hand

* he's not one for PDA. "gotta b a good example to the kids" so when you're out and about there's rarely any outward physical affection. even holding hands, sometimes he's ok with not holding. ofc if u want to hold his hand he is not opposed to it. a nice, assuring grip. mmmmmm what else can those hands do

* he's also not very very touchy in private but he likes to give you back hugs domestic flufffffffffffffff and/or hold you by the waist and put his forehead to yours and just. close his eyes and rest like that. he's recharging, ok. you'll have to push him off gently if u need to do things and he will be sad but it's ok you can do more later you can do more than more later ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

* daichi's love language is acts of service, no surprises there

* will carry your bag

* will help u make doctors appointments

* will help you with your work

* and all through that he will make sure you're nice and well fed/ comfortable

* see daichi is just rlly great husband material.

* anyway what is a relationship without fighting right. daichi's not exactly perfect

* when you fight, honestly neither of you can remember the reason halfway through

* cos y'all go off track and get petty and stuff. it's actually quite cute to watch. suga is convinced you two have been secretly married for years when he watches you argue

* anyway daichi is a pretty stubborn type. he will stand his ground.

* but later in the evening or so he will be out with suga and asahi and he will turn into anxious!daichi

* "what if they are right and i am wrong? should i apologise? but i still think..."

* he will ramble on and on and suga and asahi just. listen like the wonderful friends they are.

* are they? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) suga's probably texting u under the table the little snitch

* asahi is either aware of the snitching and is slightly nervous or he isn't aware but is still nervous cos daichi doesn't normally freak out so much (alcohol definitely lowers his inhibition. he will keep talking with lesser filter as the night goes on, giving suga lots of blackmail material)

* anyway regardless the two of them will help daichi realise that 1. talking to them won't help the situation 2. he should stop drinking and go home 3. so that he can talk to u about it and then make up.

* it's easy to make up with daichi. he's very forgiving when it comes to u. you're his soft spot, his weakness ( ^ω^ ) suga says you should exploit it.

* he likes it when you surprise kiss him but he will never admit it

* fav place to kiss you: forehead, between your eyebrows

* fav place to b kissed: oh as long as it's a surprise he likes it already. but if you hug him from behind and kiss him in the hollow behind his ear he is going to go crazy heheheh prepare yourself ya. it's bedroom time

* gentle most of the time, unless u purposely push his buttons then he gets a little wild ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

* daichi is in it for the long run tho. marriage is a big goal. and to him it's just one step in a long long journey with you

* all in all, great husband material. when u get married asahi will be crying and suga will b so proud and happy

* i don't see daichi with many kids, but i think he really really really enjoys the making of kids ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

*******

masterlist

ah yes. i'm not 100% a fan of perfect men like this, so... reliable and all. it makes me feel like i'm totally neurotic hahahahahaha but that's also part of his charm ♪( ´▽｀) a big brother like daichi would b perfect tho. can i call you my sibling-in-law? (//w//)

requests are open! send me anything~ rules are pinned.

#haikyuu #haikyuu!!#haikyuu headcanons #hq!!#haikyuu imagines #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #daichi #daichi x reader #sawamura daichi #daichi sawamura x reader #karasuno #haikyuu boyfriends

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lemonsandstrawberries · 4 years ago

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Avengers in Pandemics

fandom: Stony (Steve x Tony), og6 Avengers

summary: After months of living during quarantine, someone had to finally snap. But why, much to Steve’s horror, it had to be Tony?

length: 1 406 words

a/n: this fic is a part of my 8th Stony Anniversary and is based on a prompt I understood wrong, but then wanted to write it anyway ;D please keep in mind that this is just fanfiction - it is just a light hearted fic about a serious topic, so if you think it might upset you, feel free to not read. my only intention is to make you smile after reading it. that being said, hope you enjoy the fic, likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated and needed!

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Avengers in Pandemics

"Okay, I am done."

The words immediately sent off warning signals in Steve's brain. He turned around, and watched Tony, marching into the living room at Avenger's shared floor, face set with a determined and sullen look. Steve feared it would happen and someone would break. His bet was on Thor, though, who since the coronavirus pandemics had started was strictly forbidden to leave the compound, because Thor might claim he was a god, but for most, he was an alien, and coronavirus was new and unknown as it was already, there was no need to mix alien DNA into it. Too much of a risk and Thor was cooped up, banned from leaving the compound, and instead spent his days grimly staring into the window, some sparks of electricity crackling around him from time to time.

Ah, pandemics...

Steve remembered polio outbreaks back from his days. When he woke up to a polio-free world, it was great news, but the 21st century had its traps. Flat-Earthers, parents declining to vaccinate their children, and a new, unknown virus, spreading all over the world. The Avengers team was known as the Earth Mightiest Heroes, but pandemics wasn't a time for heroics. It was a time to put down their armors and give an example. The Avengers' social media has never been fuller. Photos of movie nights, game nights, group training, even domestics things like Thor washing the dishes, or Steve doing the laundry, as all cleaning services had to be canceled (Tony made sure that all providers were paid a year in advance, just to be sure and not deprive anyone of a job). The Avengers tried to stay in and be safe and give an example. Just... It wasn't their thing. A month had passed, stretching into more months, and the situation was not getting better and everyone was at the end of their wits, handling it better or worse.

It had to happen and someone had to snap. Just, why, oh why, it had to be Tony? Steve thought about many scenarios. How to stop Bruce if he would Hulk out, how to contain Thor if he would rage out and throw tables, but Tony had this unstoppable energy Steve was never good at handling. Sure, he tried to throw some distractions in his husband's way, but Tony was so good at deflecting it was crazy. Once Iron Man set his mind on something, he had to achieve it. It was quite admirable, but in the current times, just frightening.

Steve saw that Tony walked straight to Natasha and Clint, engrossed in a game of chess because once all the good games were either destroyed in frustration, or just were put aside, played one time too many, it was back to basic. To everyone's surprise of everyone, Clint could stay extremely focused, which shouldn't be a surprise as archery wasn't spitball. Something Clint was very good at too, but in a very bad way for everyone.

"One for you," Tony said, handing Natasha a cuff bracelet, and then passing one to Clint. "One for you."

"What's that?" Natasha asked, looking at the piece of jewelry and Steve held his breath.

"Since my labs are still running and trying to find a safe vaccine," Tony explained, and Steve felt a wave of love going through him - since pandemics started Tony redirected all his factories to produce surgical masks and hand sanitizers, and later on, even toilet paper, because that was an unexpected thing to run out during pandemics, but it had been happening all over the country, "I made something else," Tony said, putting a bracelet on top of Bruce's head, who remained still, deep in meditation. "It is still a prototype, but safe enough for a smaller group of people. Kind of protective gear, I took the design of the quantum suits and tweaked it a bit. It is not for combat one, just something to keep you and people around you safe. And I don't mean it in an 'I am gonna go out and happily jump in the field!' way!" Tony added in a harsher tone, just to make it clear that his work shouldn’t be treated recklessly. "We are going to visit hospitals and deliver face masks, go to retirement houses, anywhere people need support," Tony nudged Thor, who turned around from the window, still looking angry at the whole world, but minimally cheered up after he got his bracelet. "I matched all the suits to your personal styles, you will like yours, it is very stylish."

Steve listened to Tony's explanation, feeling that he got anxious for no good reason. He should trust Tony more and know that everything his husband did was for the greater good.

"And this is yours," Tony walked to Steve, putting the bracelet out for Steve to take it. "So, what do you say? I know I kinda overstepped without consulting you first, but-"

"It is a great idea, Tony," Steve smiled, really meaning it, accepting the bracelet. The wonderful thing was that Tony, probably expecting some kind of protest from the captain of the team, looked surprised for a split of second, before smiling back.

"Oh, I already scheduled an appointment at the veterans' house," Tony snapped his fingers, pointing at Steve. "All your peers were pretty excited that you will come to visit."

"Alright," Steve chuckled lightly, taking the playful jab. Visiting veterans' houses was a big part of his volunteering program before the pandemics and a great starting point for Avengers' new mission.

“And some schools contacted us, they want you to do some pep talk for the kids -”

“Oh, yeah, I know,” Steve perked up, “I already handled that and scheduled some zoom calls,” he said, excitement hearable in his voice. Talking with kids and visiting schools was always great. It was much better than those PSA videos he had filmed once in bulk for schools, that his teammates liked to rub in his face. There is one thing that will give you an edge - a hot lunch. That line never got old, especially during mealtime.

Tony made a thoughtful face, his eyebrows drawing together until a small line appeared between them. “I didn't know that you know what zoom is,” he said in all seriousness, but the humorous spark in his tired eyes gave away that he was joking. Steve grinned, puffing his chest out proudly. Tony liked to think he had to teach Steve about every modern piece of technology, but after being introduced to basics, Steve navigated himself pretty well.

"So, everyone suit up! We are leaving in 30 minutes!" Tony hollered, and for the first time in many weeks, the team looked lively, eagerly listening to the order. "By the way," Tony turned back to Steve, lowering his voice, "I put some extra time into your suit's design," Tony murmured and it would be sweet if he didn't add, "the neckline goes down to here," he said putting his finger against Steve's chest and sliding it down almost to the belly button.

"W-what?" Steve stuttered out, his eyes widening. No, it had to be a joke. He imagined himself with an almost naked torso, his chest wrapped in some sheer material. It wasn't a protective suit, but something a male stripper would wear. "You said that suits are very stylish!"

"No, I said that Thor's suit is very stylish," Tony smiled impishly, meaning the impressive design he came up with for Thor that included some mean broad shoulder pads and lighting patterns, "yours is more of eye candy. Nurses and doctors deserve some fun too, right?" Tony winked and even dared to lightly smack Steve's butt. "Get a move on, baby!" he advised, turning around and joining the rest of his team, answering questions about the upcoming event.

Steve stayed still, looking from his bracelet and back to Tony over and over again. There was no way Tony would make him a suit that would leave him half-naked, right? It had to be a joke. Something Tony did to let go off the tension. Surely, it was a joke.

Or...

Steve sighed, clasping the bracelet around his wrist. Today showed that he shouldn't doubt his husband and trust him. With a smile, Steve walked after Tony and wrapped an arm around his husband, joining in listening to Tony's instruction about using the suit and following Iron Man's orders.

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at the end I just want so say thank you to people who put themselves out there and allow the rest of us function normally, especially health care workers and teachers! please, all stay safe!

#stony #steve rogers #tony stark #superhusbands #og6 avengers #clint barton #natasha romanoff #bruce banner #Thor Odinson #team fic #fanfic #fanfiction #don't take this too seriously #just a fic #but yeah #we need avengers to step up #HOPE YOU ALL ARE STAYING SAFE #no tickling #8th stony anniversary

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couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name · 5 years ago

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Any thoughts on Annabeth and Percy as parents? Poseidon just changing his cap from Neptune's lucky cap to world's saltiest grandpa sjsjsns

World’s Saltiest Grandpa is the FUNNIEST fucking thing I’ve ever heard in my life and it’s definitely happening jskddlsjfdkls

anyway I feel like the first one would definitely be a. uh. happy surprise™

like, they haven’t been married for a full year and are still settling into their new lives and one day Grover comes over to hang with Annabeth and he senses™ something and is like ‘hey….sweetie….why don’t we go to the drugstore’ and she starts flipping out lmao

anyway once she gets 3 positive tests she starts going into Planning mode, she’s got Grover there and she’s acting all rational and she’s talking about it to Piper and Hazel in their gc and she seems very calm and happy, and they’re coming up with cute ways to tell Percy right

like they started planning out a whole sweet little reveal thing

but then Percy gets home from work and this poor fucker isn’t even all the way in the door when she just screeches from across the room “I’M PREGNANT” and he’s like “W H A T”

so they’re screaming in excitement for most of the night after that lmao

if you think this isn’ t the biggest fucking gossip on Olympus then you’ve got another thing coming

Aphrodite has swooned 12 different times since the news drooped. Hera is screaming. Hestia is about to fucking set up camp in the Jackson’s backyard. Poseidon won’t shut the fuck up about how excited he is. Zeus is quaking. Apollo is weeping and has written multiple dramatic poems about this event. Athena is torn between fuming and excitement. Artemis has shown up to every single fucking doctor’s appointment disguised as a nurse. We’re talking 24/7 coverage on Hephaestus TV, baby

Annabeth is one of those bitches that lowkey thrives being pregnant. constantly glowing. everyone in her birthing classes hates her lmao

Percy 100% gets sympathy cravings and you KNOW it

Sally broke the world record for ‘worlds longest scream’ when she found out she’s SO excited

Piper literally will not stop buying baby stuff like every single week they get more packages of toys and clothes from her

Meanwhile Hazel and Frank won’t stop knitting baby blankets and hats and Leo built a fucking magical crib that would turn into a fucking indestructible barrier if a monster ever attacked AND includes a built in holographic light that will make the room look like it’s underwater

Percy and Annabeth are constantly just talking to the bump and not even in the cutesy way like she’ll fucking be at work and be giving out instructions and then go ‘that sounds good, doesn’t it _(baby name)_?’ or ‘Linda, ____ thinks that’s a terrible idea’ while looking down at her stomach and her coworkers think it’s hilarious

or they’ll be arguing about something and Percy’ll be like ‘Yeah, well, at least ____ agrees with me!’ lmao

She wakes up one day to find Percy put headphones on her stomach and is blasting Adele on them and she’s like ‘it’s classical music to make them smarter, Percy’ and he’s like ‘yeah but SOMEONE in this house needs to not be emotionally stunted so I’m giving them a chance’ jfsksdf

100% Nico has received a desperate phone call in the middle of the night because Annabeth’s craving shit that they can’t get anywhere near them at 3 am so he had to go on a shadow travel run to get it for her lmao

Her mood swings get so insane but like remember on Parks and Rec when Ann was pissed at Chris for just being. TOO supportive? 100% percabeth antics

Annabeth is So Determined to work through her pregnancy and not go on leave and it’s driving Percy absolutely insane

Every single morning he’s just like babe please….be a sane human… lmao

when she went into labor it was. hectic

they had been trying to plan a trip to either CHB or CJ so she could deliver with like Actual Healers who won’t get freaked out if people zapped into the room and also they’d be near family right

and then the kid was like what if,,,,,,,,I came more than a month early. wouldn’t that be fun

lmao so cut to a scene of Percy speeding down the streets of their little town, both of them screaming their heads of, a fucking flock of owls tailing after their car,

there’s a heavy thunderstorm happening and Percy’s screaming ‘hey ZEUS! NOT THE FUCKING TIME ASSHOLE!!!!’ lmao

so they get to the hospital right. Poseidon and Athena beat them there and brought their mortal families with them lmao

Everyone’s a mess. Fredrick is about to faint and Helen and Paul are trying to get him to pull it together. Estelle is terrorizing Bobby and Matthew so those three are barely paying attention to the baby situation. Sally and Athena have already threatened five different medical professionals to get Annabeth some drugs. Poseidon is practically fucking vibrating

While Annabeth is getting all settled in Percy starts calling all their friends to tell them and they are SO OFFENDED that they DARE to be in another state whilst Annabeth is delivering so everyone starts fucking scrambling to get there

Nico and Hazel shadow travel themselves, Frank, Reyna and Piper over. Leo, Calypso, Grover, Chiron, Rachel and Thalia physically wrangle Apollo into driving them there in his chariot. Magnus and Alex had to blackmail Sam to fucking fly them there. everyone else had to fend for themselves. everyone is screaming

just….imagine that fucking waiting room

Artemis did in fact disguise her way onto the delivery team and Percy’s just like….please don’t shoot my wife with an arrow. it’d be awesome if you refrained from doing that,

a nurse tried to tell Thalia that the delivery room was family only and she screamed and knocked her out before running into the room lmao

Grover’s hyperventilating practically the entire time and because of the empathy link Percy’s like dude YOU are freaking ME out so that’s a whole situation

between all the chaos in the waiting room and all the yelling in the delivery room this maternity wing has literally never been so stressed out before lmao

Annabeth looses all concept of cool and is yelling at the doctor even as she’s pushing

Percy’s hand ends up fractured

Fredrick is streaming all this on his facebook live and Annabeth is cursing him out whenever the contractions pass

but overall it was a good, safe delivery! no arrows through the chest!

Poseidon, storming into the waiting room, screaming at the top of his godly lungs: IT’S A BOY

everyone in the waiting room:

I don’t feel like coming up with names right now but the middle name IS Charles and NO I am not accepting any dissenting opinions on that

everyone’s crying while they rotate in and out to see them lol

Apollo’s trying to prophecy about how Amazing the kid will be and Percy’s got riptide out and is like ‘he is LITERALLY 3 hours old’

Pry This Baby Out Of Sally Jackson’s Arms, I Dare You

after a while the people that had to get there themselves start appearing and making even more of a scene. Like Clarrise just bursts through the doors holding the biggest teddy bear she could find and says absolutely nothing but scowls at everyone who looks at her while she’s holding the baby. the Stolls are fucking climbing in through the window holding a bunch of a balloons. Hedge is making mildly obnoxious jokes. all that

but anyway once they get settled back home and everything. they are the MOST paranoid first time parents lmao

every single little noise this child makes has them on edge. they tiptoe constantly. whom needs sleep

baby doctor on speed dial. “why’d he stop eating???!!?” “…maybe he’s…full?” “…oh.”

but when they’re not busying worrying they have the Cutest Fucking Baby In The World, good for them

Annabeth suddenly realizes taking leave makes sense. her and Percy are like glued to this kid. so many pictures. so many videos.

once he gets a little older and they have to, like, have Lives again, Percy constantly brings him to the aquarium with him and it’s. CUTE.

the baby LOVES looking at all the fish and petting dolphins omg

okay I’m tired so this is getting away from me but overall I’d see them having like maybe 3 or 4 kids.

all super cute. all smart. all get up to whacky antics.

add onto this if anyone wants to lol but….iconicly cute parents percy and annabeth thank you goodnight

#percabeth #percy jackson #Annabeth chase #pjo #hoo #asks #molly mumbles

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Umbra

little note: I honestly don’t know if anyone has done this but I got really inspired and decided to just make it. I hope you enjoyyy!

Genre: Angst, TERRIBLE SMUT, thriller?

Pairing: OC, baekhyun

Summary: Skai has been engaged to baekhyun for about three months and have had an almost perfect relationship for two years now until his duties as a high profile doctor left her feeling empty and lonely. When she asks for something special for their two year anniversary and baekhyun doesn’t show up, someone definitely does. Is this considered cheating if he looks just like him?

One shot | Bang

“Why are you laughing?” I asked baekhyun with a grin.

“Because you’re extremely cute when you act all kinky.”

I raised an eyebrow and crossed my sweater-clad arms. He was standing in front of me shirtless with a cup of coffee i made for him in hand on this very fine morning of our two year anniversary. My eyes wandered up and down his body and i thought i should give him back his sweater now but why would i want to ruin such a good view with something as constricting as a sweater. “Take me seriously, baekhyun.” I muttered under my slightly turned on breath.

“I'm trying, sorry, I'm just a bit surprised, i guess.”

“Why? You used to do all this stuff when we first met.”

He pursed his lips and nodded. “You’re right.”

“Baekhyun, i just want a bit more aggression from you. A little pulling, gripping, showing me who’s boss. And i want that tonight. That’s my only request.”

I saw him grin behind his coffee which made me pout in protest. “Does this mean you're not satisfied with me in bed?”

“Well, not exactly...”

His face became serious and he placed his coffee on the counter next to us both. I was pulled into him by my left arm before he started caressing my hair softly and sweetly. “Are you saying you don't like it when I'm gentle? And you don’t like it when i leave little soft butterfly kisses on your body, making sure you feel comfortable and soaked...”

I was lost in his eyes as his words spun me around, ringing in my ears like some kind of erotic bell. I bit my lip and gripped his hand. “Baekhyun...”

“Tell me, did you not like it when i let my hands trace your curves gently when you’re on top of me. Or the slow and soft way i eat you?”

“I just-” I got cut off by soft kisses to my neck. Before i could give talking another try his gentle hands kneaded at my body. The pressure of his grabbing so light it made my stomach do some flips. I moaned into his ear and got a small chuckle back. He lifted his head up and looked me in the eyes as he roughly gripped my ass for the first time in some months.

“See you at dinner tonight.” He whispered before walking off nonchalantly. “I’ll be getting ready for work now.”

I let out a deep sigh and swiped his coffee before taking a sip. I think we both know I'm not tired of the way we are in bed. I think I'm just missing the excitement, the dirty fun of it all. Trust me i know baekhyun isn't the same now, everything he does is more calculated and planned out to fit into our future perfectly. I also understand as adults that’s never a bad thing, all I'm asking for is to let loose a bit more in one part of our relationship. Of course, he’s not boring but after a while everything becomes repetitive. It starts to seem dull even if it isn’t. A red light outside of our kitchen window snapped me out of my thoughts. When i stared right at it to see what it was my eyes suddenly became sensitive. I shut them tightly as they began to water up and sting. This felt something like staring at the sun but a little less strong. I wonder what the hell it was...

“Are you crying!?” Baekhyun yelled.

My sensitive eyes were still closed as tears came down so i couldn’t really see him but i had a sense of what he was doing. “No, I'm not!” I yelled back with a laugh. Slowly opening my eyes, a blurry baekhyun came into view. He was fixing his tie with a concerned look on his face as i blinked rapidly at him.

“Well, I'm running late, love. But i think i might schedule you an eye appointment. And wear shades when you go out today. I love you.” He kissed me and rushed off quickly, grabbing his stuff before heading out the door.

I chuckled and whispered i love you too even though he was long gone. It just feels good saying it.

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“Where the hell are you!?” I yelled into my phone.

“I'm sorry, I got so caught up at work, you know i didn’t mean for this to happen.”

“Baekhyun, I've been sitting at our reserved table for two hours. Why are you just now contacting me!?”

“I couldn’t! I swear i couldn’t, I’ve been working.”

I huffed in frustration. I got all dressed up, came all the way here, and excitedly waited for two hours just to be stood up. This isn’t new behavior from him so why am i so surprised? He’s been missing important dates for work since the beginning of this year and i thought it didn’t matter to me until now. I just can’t control how frustrated i am for some reason.

“Skai?” Baekhyun spoke into the phone softly.

Calm down, it’s not his fault.

I ran a hand through my hair before starting to walk to my car. “I'm about to head home. I’ll text you when i get there. Hope you enjoy work, love you.” I hung up before he could say anything and pulled off. I just want to go home.

When i got inside the apartment, first thing i did was go into the bedroom and pull off the heels he brought me. i threw them in a random direction out of frustration. My hands freed my body from my mini dress, exposing the pretty bra and panty set under it and let my hair down from its updo. I looked at my half naked body when i passed the floor-length mirror and nodded my head.

Yep, he’s definitely missing out.

I walked into the master bathroom to take off the makeup i had on forgetting a towel in the process. I groaned while scooping water onto my face. I kept my eyes tightly shut before walking out of the bathroom with a dripping face. I know my way around but i still waved my hands in front of me just in case. Sadly that didn’t work...

I let out a gasp when i tripped over one of my heels and for some reason still had my eyes closed during. Two rough hands caught me before i could even finish falling and i got even more startled. I got to my feet and tried to dry my face so i could see until a towel pushed its way through my hands.

“B-baekhyun?” I said as the towel dropped.

When i opened my eyes there he was. Staring me down and looking gorgeous while doing it. He smirked when my mouth fell open from the shock of his presence, making me melt. How did he get here? When did he get here? Did he just make all that working stuff up so he could surprise me? And how long did it take him to get ready, i mean he looks so different from usual. From his hair to the way he’s standing. Just oozing dominance and mystery. He seems like a different person.

“Baekhyun, i-” I cut myself off when i reached out for his face. His skin was soft and cold to touch.

“Ah, ah, ah...” He said as his skin shined in the moonlight. That and the bathroom light are the only things helping me see baekhyun in all his perfection. “Don’t say anything meaningless on a night so fleeting.” He finished while grabbing a hold of my chin. “I’ve wanted to destroy this perfect little body ever since i laid eyes on it. you know that?”

“Y-yes.” I said with as much confidence as i could muster up.

He licked his lips and shook his head. He grabbed my neck suddenly and i gasped in reaction. I was pulled closer as he began to smell my hair, my hand gripping onto his. “So sweet...” he said as he let go of my neck. Our lips crashed together in a rough kiss and his mouth tasted different from usual. A taste i can’t explain.

I was gasping for air after he pulled away and ripped off my bra with no hesitation. My jerk reaction was to cover my chest but he lifted me up by the thighs before i could. I was thrown onto the bed and the panties i had on were getting the same treatment as my bra right after. He was so quick and strong it made me shiver. He’s like an animal tonight.

He was licking and biting all over my body as i moaned out in pleasure and pain. I was squirming around under all the teasing he was doing, making things even harder for me. He flipped me around and pulled the shit out of my hair.

“You look just as perfect from the back. a beautiful specimen indeed.”

I furrowed my eyebrows while blushing at the comment. What kind of compliment is that? Digging my face deeper into the bed, i lifted my ass a bit. “What are you waiting for, baekhyun?”

“W-what did you call me?”

“Baekhyun...” I spoke meekly.

“Say it again.”

I hesitated because i didn't get what was so hot about me calling him his name but before i could think more about it I was flipped over again and pinned to the bed. He stared at me with cold hungry eyes.

“say it again.” his voice deep and serious.

“Baekhyun.” I said while looking away. I couldn’t stare directly at him. It was too much to handle. I screamed when he roughly entered me with no type of warning. His dick was so much colder than usual. I almost began to make him stop and see if this was normal but he was thrusting into me too fast and too strong for me to move properly. The only thing in my mouth was the screams of his name. I couldn’t stop at all. For a moment i felt under a spell. Like i wasn’t here and i was somewhere else experiencing a different kind of pleasure. “So warm...” He whispered in my ears in the midst of all my screaming. He was feeling opposite things at the moment. While i was feeling cold and startling rough strokes, he was feeling comforting warmth surround him.

“More! I’m close!” I said while gripping his shoulders. They felt so hard. maybe even too hard. My thoughts were interrupted again by immense pleasure. My back lifting up off the bed and my head doing the opposite. My orgasms haven’t been this intense in months. I had a tough grip on my bottom lip as i was squirming around under him while he just looked at me in awe. As my head tilted backwards in pure pleasure i caught a flash of red. That’s very different from the flash of white people always say they see when they have an orgasm this hard. I smiled with my lip between my teeth and my eyes closed as i came down from my high. I let my back sink into the bed and my head did the same.

What a night.

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“Skai...”

I heard a voice call out to me in my sleep.

“Skai.” The voice called again. This time, there was shaking involved.

I opened my eyes with a groan. I saw a blurry baekhyun with furrowed eyebrows and a small smile. “Baekhyun...” I said his name quietly. I was still half asleep.

“You want to explain to me why you’re naked and passed out? I really don’t know if i should be concerned or if i should just laugh.”

“What?” I said “you know why. You gave me what ive been asking for last night. You even choked me a bit. It was amazing.” a sleepy but pleased smile came across my face as i was laying there explaining to him what he did to me.

“Skai...Was someone in the house last night? Or maybe did you drink something suspicious last night?”

“No, i didn’t drink at all.” I said as confusion slowly woke me up more. “I came straight home from the restaurant. I didn’t even order anything. Then you came to me while i was getting undressed. You were all dressed up and we...we had sex...”

“So, you’re telling me you didn’t eat or drink anything last night? And all that happened when you came home?”

“Yeah.”

“Awww, baby. Let’s get you some water first and i’m going to make you some breakfast. You must be so hungry.”

“Hey, nooo. That’s not what this isss.” I whined at him. “All that really happened. Really.”

He hummed with a cute smile before laughing and walking away.

Hmph. I see what he’s doing. Trying to play with me. Well, this is not funny. I got up out of bed and followed him out of the room. I ran a hand through my hair as i passed through the apartment. My feet getting colder and colder the more they made contact with the floor. I made my way into the kitchen and stared at baekhyun in his very focused and concerned state. He was pouring water into a glass and getting fruits out to go with it before he sat that on a tray. When he had that ready he started taking out the pans he needed for breakfast. My heart just can’t take this. How am i supposed to be mad at him for standing me up after seeing this? Despite how busy he is he always makes all the waiting worth it. Always. He’s going to make an amazing husband.

“Does it hurt being that cute when you’re focusing?” I said with a grin.

“What are you talki-” He cut himself off after his eyes met my naked state. “Are you trying to get sick?” He said with his tone getting a bit deeper than before.

“I’m guessing you just got home from the hospital. Have you slept at all?” I asked. He ignored my question and walked towards me with his arms out. I placed myself in between them and patted his back with my eyes closed as he wrapped tightly around me. “Hey, answer me.” I said softly.

“Yeah, i slept a bit at the hospital and then had a large strong coffee.” I hummed in response while his hands slid down to my ass. “Next time you do anything by yourself you might have to send me pictures, because by the looks of it you get so wild you cant even remember what happened. And needless to say, i’m down to see all of that.” He whispered into my ear with small chuckles here and there.

I bit my lip before pinching his abdomen. “I didn’t masturbate, butthole. We had sex.” I declared while moving away from him.

“Mhm, sure. I fucked the shit out of you last night.” He said with a sly grin as he eyed me up and down.

“You did.” I laughed out. “Ugh, i give up.” A smile stayed on my face when i turned around and tried to walk away from him. He grabbed me up before i could make another step and peppered kisses all over my neck and shoulders. I squealed at the sudden butterflies i got from his actions. Is it even allowed to be this in love with someone?

“I promise to remember this time if you let me take you the bedroom.” He whispered.

I slapped his arm and laughed. “Stop playing with me.”

He ignored my words before spinning me around and picking me up, He was walking backwards into the kitchen while holding me in his arms. I was placed on the counter gently and completely naked. He held out the glass of water and i took it. “Drink every drop, babygirl.” He said while moving my hair out of my face. his eyes were watching me closely. Going up and down my body with lust in his eyes. I can’t even imagine what dirty things are going through his head, which makes me wet with anticipation. I rubbed my thighs together before putting the now empty glass on the counter. I grabbed his shirt and kissed him with no hesitation. He leaned more into me as i put my arms around his shoulders. He tasted like sweet coffee, nothing like he did last night. It made me want to kiss him even more. His hands rubbing up and down my body roughly made me moan into his mouth.

He started to kiss my neck and make his way down while i let my fingers play in his hair. “It’s so pretty.” He whispered to himself with his hands spreading my legs. I smiled before a small whimper made it’s way out of my mouth. He licked my clit gently before roughly sucking on it. My head fell back in pleasure, letting him take complete control of my body in this moment. He slipped two fingers inside with his other hand pressing on my torso as a sign to lean back a bit more. His fingers picked up their pace inside of me and i moaned his name loud enough for the neighbors to hear. He looked up at me with a proud smile.

“Are you ready now?” He said with his voice low.

“I always am.” I responded with the same energy.

He got up and pulled me off the counter, turning me around and bending me over. I felt his fingers gently run up my back before gripping my hair. I moaned while arching my back more. He slowly pushed his dick inside so i could feel every inch of it. The deeper it got the louder i became. Unlike last night it feels so warm inside of me. he feels so much more real.

Maybe it all really was just a dream last night. Maybe i was just imagining things.

His thrusts got more aggressive as things progressed. My entire body was being pushed up the counter every time he hit the perfect spot. I missed this for so long. The rough baekhyun that drives me crazy.

He let go of my hair and wrapped his fingers around my neck. choking me into my approaching orgasm. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he pounded into me. I moaned his name again when he let go of my neck. Small sounds of pleasure came out of his mouth warning me that he was close. I started returning his thrusts with a push of my ass. Meeting him half way. He was moaning my name and i was moaning his. The sound of sex filling the kitchen. I gripped onto nothing when it all became too much and my orgasm rushed through my body like a strong wave. I bit my lip to keep myself from screaming but it came out anyway. Baekhyun wasn’t far after me, with two more rough thrusts he pulled out and came. I usually don’t like it when he does that but i didn’t care this time.

“I’m sorry.” He said while catching his breath.

I giggled at him with no energy in me. “I don’t care.” I whispered.

“You don’t care today. But you might start to again tomorrow. or even two seconds from now.” He said while trying to clean up the mess he left on me.

“Well. excuse me. You might know me a bit too well. I don’t know if i like it.”

“You do.” He said nonchalantly.

how am i supposed to argue with that?

“I love you, baekhyun.” I said after standing up straight to look him in the eyes.

“I love you more, skai.’ He almost whispered back as if the words were so precious not everyone should hear them.

His love is safe with me.

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After finishing breakfast and and taking a nap together we parted ways. I went back to work after having all yesterday off and he went back to work too. I work at an advertisement company so you can imagine how corny and boring it gets in my office. Coming up with ideas on how to market the same thing only with a twist so it seems fresh is quite exhausting. I always try to work on new things instead of doing that but It doesn’t always work out that way.

“Honeyyy.” I sang into the phone sweetly.

“Babyyy.” He sung back. “How is work going?”

“Not so good. I didn’t get to work on that new project i was talking to you about.”

“Awww, are you feeling a bit down?” He asked in a cute voice. “You want me to cheer you up.”

“Yeah.” I said with my lips in a full pout. “Cheer me up.” I couldn’t help but play along with him.

“Ahhh, you’re too cute.” He spoke as if he couldn’t take it. “How about tonight i bring you your favorite food and we finally finish watching that weird ass show you like.”

“Melting me softly is not weird! And i only like it because the guy looks so much like you.”

“Oh yeah? Well, i still don’t see it. On that thought, maybe he’s the one you got me confused with last night.”

I laughed before shaking my head no. “Nice try, but still no. I have established that it was just a dream or something.”

He laughed at me this time and hummed in approval of my words. “Skai...I apologize for our anniversary night.”

“It’s okay, baekhyun. I been forgave you for that.” I said with a sigh.

“I still feel really bad for it though, love. I want to make it up to you but i also don’t want to drag you out to a fancy dinner if you’re feeling a bit down.”

“Mhm, you got that right. I don’t want a fancy dinner. Let’s just do what you suggested already.”

“Okay, that sounds good to me. I’ll bring all your favorites, you just make sure you put on those cute soft pajamas you wore on your birthday night. I miss those way too much.”

“That’s just because my ass looks really good in them. I’ll see if they can still fit.”

“If not, you could always go with the original birthday suit. Just like this morning.”

“So it’s those pajamas or nothing, huh? Got it.” I said while giggling.

With that we both went back to work again, except now i was looking forward to the time i was going to spend with baekhyun. It made the day go by longer but much more tolerable. A smile was on my face the whole time.

I made it home first as usual and got everything ready. I found the pajamas and slid them on with ease like the first night i wore them and the show was ready to go. I put my hair in a bun and decided to do some work on my laptop but it got too boring after an hour of trying to focus. I ended up getting sucked into a youtube hole and watching some pretty girl scarf down large amounts of food and i thought about how that’s going to be me when baekhyun gets here. After that i looked at the clock again and it was 11:30. I sighed in complete boredom. i figured since it’s been a while i should re-watch some of the episodes. I had nothing else to do. As i began to lose myself in the tv my lounging position on my bed varied. The thought of baekhyun calling to cancel crossed my mind a few times but i tried to believe he wouldn’t. He wouldn’t do it twice in a row. I got up to get a quick snack from the kitchen since he’s taking long. My sock-clad feet walked through the hallway and into the kitchen. Flashbacks of this morning went through my head and i smiled in reaction. That reminded me to clean the counters though, which led to me doing just that. I bent down and got out some cleaning spray and a rag from under the sink.

I was giggling while wiping the counter down thoroughly. I couldn’t help it. My eyes wandered until i caught a dark silhouette outside of the door to my balcony. I furrowed my eyebrows and walked over to it in confusion. A small flash of red light came and went like all the other times i saw it. I bit my lip before i pulled the door open quickly. I held my breath when my eyes met him. He was here again. The baekhyun from my dream. Or whatever it was. He was dressed the same as if that was the only thing he had to wear. I took a step back and he took one forward. I don’t even know what to do right now. I’m confused but i’m not at the same time. What is this?

“You look absolutely, hmmm, other worldly tonight.” He said with his tone as cold as the night air.

“T-thank you...” I said reluctantly.

“It seems i made it just in time. I know you missed me.” He said with a smirk. “Were you beginning to think i wasn’t going to come?”

Of course. It all makes sense. He only comes around when i miss baekhyun, he’s aggressive and mysterious. all the things i used to like when i was a bit younger. This is all has to be just my imagination running wild. How else could it be explained?

But with that being said, why? Do i need to see a doctor or something?

“I-”

“Shhh, there’s not much time.” He grabbed my arm aggressively. “I can’t hold it in anymore. You awakened something inside of me i can’t control.”

He was still standing on my balcony and i wanted it to stay that way. I didn’t want to let him in. My imagination needs to be controlled.

“Stop.” I said but the bass in my voice had vanished. I was taken by his appearance i have to admit. It seems to spark a side of me i’m not familiar with, I can’t decide if i like that. He’s so undeniably beautiful it’s hard to turn away, it’s hard to dismiss him. It’s hard to tell him to go.

“Don’t say that.” He said with his grip tightening.

I winced in pain before i heard keys jingling, making me look towards the front door. I gasped and looked back to the balcony to find the man jumping off of it. I ran out to see if i could spot him but there was nothing. Not a trace. He was gone. “Why is that door opened?” I heard baekhyun speak to himself curiously. I turned around and walked back in the house trying to look as normal as possible.

“I’m convinced you’re trying to get yourself sick. Standing in the cold with barely any clothes on. Are you crazy?” He nagged at me with a small pout. His hands were occupied with bags and his lab coat. I closed the door to the balcony quickly before going over to help him. He was still looking at me with disapproval as he let me take some of the bags.

When i sat them down on the clean counter i nervously laughed. “I just wanted some fresh air, honey. There’s nothing to worry about.” I said before hugging him tightly. “I think i missed you too much tonight...”

“Is that why you’ve been acting that way lately?” He asked while rubbing my back slowly.

“What way?”

“Oh, well, you’ve been doing a lot of concerning things lately. I thought that maybe you were doing those things because you missed me, or you needed more attention. I’m worrying about you so much these days, it’s interfering with my work. That’s never good for someone in my field.” He spoke as softly as possible. He was trying to express his feelings without hurting mine. It was hard not to take some offense but i understand.

I pulled away from him and let my thoughts sort themselves out. I don’t want to say anything that will ruin the night. “Well, i definitely haven’t been doing anything for attention. I have just been feeling weird lately, that’s all. As i said, nothing to worry about.”

“So, that night...I-”

“What, baekhyun?”

“I don’t know how to say this.”

“Just spit it out.” I said with an accidental bite in my tone.

“Do you really expect me to believe that you just had some type of dream that night?”

“Excuse me?” I was surprised by the insinuations behind his words.

“Skai...the door was unlocked by the time i got home. You always lock the door.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” I said with a chuckle. Everything he says sounds so ridiculous right now.

“Your bra and your panties were ripped up and thrown around on the floor. I was too worried about you when i got there, i didn’t pay attention. But now that i think about it, did you expect me to believe you did that to your own clothes?”

“No? What the fuck? I didn’t expect you to believe shit. You don’t have to.”

“Oh right! Because i totally came home that night and ripped your clothes like that! I definitely came home that night and fucked you so good that you passed out!”

“Baekhyun, what exactly are you trying to say?” I said trying to hold back my anger.

“Did you cheat on me, skai!? Huh!? When i asked you if someone was in the house that night you didn’t even deny it, so don’t even try to make up some bullshit excuses for the shit that happened this time!”

“Stop fucking yelling at me!”

Honestly, i don’t know what’s going on right now. Am i supposed to continue believing that it was all in my head. Even with evidence and traces of him left on my bedroom floor. I couldn’t have been drugged right? There’s no way. This confusion is becoming too much.

“How am i supposed to not yell at you with the way things are right now, skai! You’re out here cheating just because i stood you up!?”

“Okay, i did it for attention! Are you happy!” I couldn’t help but run with his previous suggestion. Until i can figure out what’s going on with me i have to use this as an excuse. Deep down i would never cheat, i don’t have it in me. Somethings happening. Something unusual. I can’t just tell him that though, or he’ll think im bullshitting again. So, i have to lie instead. “I just want your attention, baekhyun. I never cheated....” I said softly. In reality, i do want his attention. I do miss our time together, i miss him always being there. I have learned to just suck it up and deal with it, but every now and then it gets hard to.

“Skai-”

“You know i never wanted things to be this way. I never wanted to be so busy with work we start to neglect each other during important times. I want to be young and free while we still can.” I felt my eyes sting a bit because of my own words. I knew i felt this way deep down but i didn’t know it would effect me this much if i said it out loud.

“You know i’m just trying to do what’s best for our future, skai. I want to be ready the for life im trying to give you and our future kids. If that means working too much then that’s what the fuck im going to do. Grow up, and learn how to deal with it”

I just shook my head to get his words out. He doesn’t sound like himself. “Whatever, baekhyun.” I turned away and walked to the bedroom while letting the tears i had been holding back fall down my cheeks. I hated every part of that conversation. When i climbed onto the bed i could hear his footsteps coming after me. I dug my face in the soft pillow, trying to hide the fact that i was crying. I think doing that makes it more obvious though.

“Skai...” I heard him call to me as he entered the room. “Look, i didn’t mean what i said just now. I don’t know what came over me. Please, don’t cry.”

“I’m not!” I yelled into the pillow which made it sound less intimidating than i wanted it to.

I felt the bed dip and a hand on my shoulder soon after. I turned around to look at him and saw nothing but his beautiful face. He looked so sorry, so worried. I reached out to caress his cheek hoping that the look in his eyes would lighten up. “Baekhyun, i understand that we have to do things for the better of our future. But are we willing to give our present away in the process? We will never get these years back and we are only getting older. I just want to love you baekhyun, that’s all that matters to me right now. Do you get what i mean?”

“Yes.I just got caught up in trying to be the man that will and can take care of everything. Someone who will be able to make a life for themselves. A comfortable one. And i was willing to put myself to work for it. In the process, i began to stress myself out. The only thing that keeps me sane is you. Everyday i put a new burden on myself. And then comes the patients and their stories, the lives i have to save. It is all to much. The life i’m living always seems so new to me. I just keep thinking that im a newborn baby or a poser just trying to learn everything, trying to fit in, Just trying to live happily.” He spoke while rubbing his face into my hand.

I sat up with teary eyes and embraced him gently. I never knew he felt that way. He whispered a confession of love into my ear and i did the same. Through thick and thin, i’ll stick with him. He truly is the love of my life. Baekhyun pulled away to look at me before giving me a peck on my lips. A smile spread across my face before i gave him one on his nose. In reaction, he tackled me onto the bed pinning me down and peppering kisses all over my face. I giggled while trying to get out of his hold before his kisses started to move to my neck, making me give into him. I bit my lip and closed my eyes and he began to touch me gently like he usually does. This time i wanted the gentle baekhyun more than ever. This time i’ll savor it.

I whimpered his name softly before turning my head to the side, staring into the night sky. His soft touches mixed with the beautiful stars was amazing. If i could live in this moment forever, i would. Just before i closed my eyes i saw that same red light from before. I see it so often im starting to think it has something to do with the things that are happening to me.

Probably not, though.

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I was awake before baekhyun which was unusual so i decided to look at my work schedule and text some people back. After i did that i looked up some cute recipes i could make for baekhyun this morning. He always makes breakfast for me so i thought i should give it a go this time. I turned over to my side and looked at baekhyun’s sleeping face once more before i had to get up. His cheeks look so squishy it’s hard to keep myself from touching them. I definitely shouldn’t. He’s sleeping that would be rude...

“Poke.” I whispered after i gave his cheek a quick nudge with my finger. I’m sorry, i couldn’t help it. I giggled quietly when he scrunched his face and began to move around. His hair was fluffy from all that movement. It made him look 4 years younger. I reached out to touch his hair, scrunching it up more with gentle hands. A small pleased smile made it’s way onto his face before he moved my hand and kissed it. “Ahh, you’re awake.” I whispered still.

“I’ve been awake since you started looking at those recipes.” He mumbled sleepily.

I raised my eyebrows and nodded. I had no idea. “Try to get some more rest. I’m going to go make breakfast.” I said while getting up. Baekhyun grabbed my arm and pulled me back easily since i wasn’t putting up a fight.

“You forgot my kiss.” He gave me a long kiss on the cheek before patting my head and turning around to sleep more. “Don’t burn the house down, munchkin.”

I made a stank face at him before getting up for a second time. I slipped on the shirt i took off of baekhyun last night and some house slippers. Last night didn’t go as planned, we never even got to the show i wanted to watch. But that doesn’t matter, because it was better than what i expected. Yes, we had a little fight, but that’s what made the night so much more special. If it weren’t for that i would have never known about baekhyun’s feelings. And he probably wouldn’t know mine.

I checked my phone to look at the ingredients i needed while pulling them out at the same time. No, i’m not that good at cooking, but i made sure to pick something easy. Although, i don’t think i have all the ingredients i need. I should go shopping later-

“That shirt hides your body too much for my liking.”

I stopped moving the moment i heard his voice.

“I think you should get rid of it.”

“Why are you here?” I turned around to face him.

“Am i not welcome anymore?” He looks even more beautiful in day light.

I put the stuff in my hands down onto the counter. Our eye contact never stopped though. “Just what the hell are you?” I asked with my voice low. I didn’t want baekhyun to wake up. If he did this man might run away and i don’t want that right now.

He moved his neck around as if he was in pain before placing his hand on it. “Alright, I’m done playing this game with you.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Damn it, can you just stop playing dumb now?” He asked while walking over to me. “You don’t actually think i’m baekhyun do you? I mean, look at me. I’m obviously so much better...”

“I-if you’re n-not-”

“Yes, yes, if im not baekhyun who am i. Well, i’ll tell you this,” when he paused his words the lights around us started to burn brighter than before. “I’m one hundred percent real.”

I backed into the oven behind me as a million different thoughts raced through my head.

“I’ve been watching you both for my whole life, and frankly, i’m fucking sick of it. You know i was supposed to be learning how to be like him. I even became obsessed with trying to be him. But all he does all day is human shit and it pisses me off. What am i supposed to learn from that, you know? So i thought, hey, maybe he should learn to be more like me instead.”

“W-what...”

“Here, i’ll make this a bit easier for you.” His footsteps came closer to me and his eyes began to light up into a deep red color. The same color ive been seeing everywhere lately. It was him. It’s always been him. “Just come with me quietly...”

Looking at his eyes everything else seemed pointless. I just wanted to follow his words and nothing else. There is nothing else. I felt myself take a step towards him. A powerful pull controlling me. A sharp pain shot through my head, making me drop to my hands and knees. Sounds of pain were filling the kitchen without my permission. It feels like something inside of me is fighting this thing he has has on me. Something just as strong.

“I knew it...” the man whispered while coming closer to me. I was in too much pain to do anything but stay there. I knew i should do something but the question is what. He bent down and lifted my chin up. His eyes looked just like baekhyun’s again. Looking at them made the pain in my head stop. “You’re not from here, are you?” He was smirking at me. As if this was something fun. “I always thought you looked too special to have come from this ratchet place. Ever since the day i first put my eyes on you. You’re on my mind so much, you know that?”

I couldn’t move. My body felt powerless and drained. I couldn’t do anything but listen. He picked me up by my left arm with little to no effort. He’s definitely abnormally strong. The smirk on his face still prominent. I was woozy but i still tried to make a run for it. I didn’t know what else to do. I just wanted to get to baekhyun. I was snatched in motion before he pushed me to the floor. he stood over me with his hand out showing me the making of a tiny little slice of light.

“Let’s get rid of this shirt, shall we?” My shirt was cut down the middle easily without me even seeing what happened. My naked body was exposed to this baekhyun looking freak again, which s something i didn’t want at all. “So gorgeous...”

He got on top of me before i could try to run again. His breath was cold on my neck as he smelled my hair silently. I squirmed under him continuously but that wasn’t helping at all. Now all i could think of was baekhyun. What if after he’s done with me he goes to him? What if he hurts baekhyun? I don’t want him to get hurt. “B-baekhyun, p-please, get out of the house!”

My mouth was covered quickly. The man started whispering warnings in my ear as i continued to yell into his hand. i didn’t care about anything else but baekhyun’s safety. He grabbed my chin and made me look into his eyes as they turned red. They started to sting before i could even close them. I was blinking rapidly as tears formed and made everything blurry. I just hope this is all a dream.

Please be a dream.

“Get the fuck away from her.”

I felt the mystery man stop in his tracks. He whispered a curse word under his breath before finally stepping away from me. i sat up slowly and tried to move away from him with last little bit of strength in me.

“Whoa, let’s not make any sudden moves, baekhyun...” The man said with his hands up. “I come in peace.”

“How did you find me...” Baekhyun said.

“Oh, please. You know how. Don’t forget who you’re dealing with.”

“If they found me, then-”

“Yes, we found them all.”

I held onto my hurting head as i tried to make sense of their words.

“Don’t you get it by now, baekhyun? You can’t run from the red force...”

When i turned to look at baekhyun he was radiating a light unlike any other. I had so many questions i couldn’t even think straight. “H-how...” That was the only thing that came out before my body gave up.

Everything went black when i fell to the floor.

maybe it will all make sense when i wake up...

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AUTHORS NOTE : so that was pretty trash....i might remake it. And uhm if you want like a part two feel free to ask i promise it will be better than this one LMAO

kissesss <3333333

Laila ~

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im-abanana · 5 years ago

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Finding time to write small one-shots in between online-classes is hard, but boi, this quarantine is perhaps making me slightly more productive?

I shamelessly took inspiration from @geekgirles‘s wonderful Rock!BranchAU (love you, friendo <3), because I just love it and everyone probably knows it at this point-- and I just had to give Tresillo some screen time too, bc I’m just weak for that pal.

Some related parts: part 1, part 2

Summary: Rock!Branch isn’t the best at taking certain hints, so it takes a good friend, who also happens to be an experienced family man, to help the rocker realize what the funk is going on.

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The last thing Branch expected to receive from Tresillo that morning, as he anxiously waited for Poppy outside the Pop Trolls’ medical office, was a honest congratulations and a perhaps-too-vigorous pat on the back.

“Congratulations, for what? What do you mean?” the overly tattooed Rock Troll tilted his head, a vague and irritating sensation of disorientation burdening his already fully-loaded cargo of negativity. Being the responsible and reliable man he was, he hated not being able to understand something immediately. Was Tresillo making fun of him?

Either way, Branch decided that he didn’t care, at least not at the moment. “Listen, I’m really not in the mood for riddles. Poppy is not feeling well, and this medical appointment is taking hours… I’m starting to worry,” he fearfully admitted, hoping that part of the weight on his shoulder would disappear. It didn’t work, of course.

“Poppy’s sick?” The Reggaeton leader’s brow furrowed, his expression not at all ironic; on the contrary, he seemed sincerely taken aback by the Captain’s defensive response. “But I thought she was pregnant?”

Oh. Oh, alright. Branch must’ve misheard, and that was totally comprehensible, considering his actual concern for his beloved mate. Or Tresillo must’ve simply misinterpreted the situation, which was completely fine too, it happens to the best of us.

Poppy wasn’t pregnant, she couldn’t be! … unless?

“And you’re making this assumption because…? I mean, h—how would you know!?” the Captain’s last sentence came out a bit more hysterical than he intended, but he took little notice. How could he take notice, when the pieces were finally coming together?

Upon hearing the Rock Troll’s stupefied question, the Reggaeton leader raised his eyebrows, somehow smug— No, there was actual pride shining in his bluish eyes, with just a tiny amount of amusement. “Why are you acting so surprised? I have fathered three fine trollings after all, and two more are on the way. Créeme Branch,” Tresillo put an encouraging hand on the freaked-out Captain’s shoulder in hopes of calming him. “when Tambora and Marimba got pregnant with our second clutch, I was the first to find out. At some point, you just know.”

It made sense. It all made a terrible, awfully plausible sense.

“So, that’s w-why… y-you really think that Poppy is… could she—” Branch blabbed and stumbled, scorching blood pumping furiously into his pointy ears and probably flooding his entire brain cavity, because the typically eloquent rocker couldn’t string two words together right now. Hell, the world was spinning so hard he could barely stand on his feet!

“If you ask me, there’s a good possibility that Queen Poppy is expecting. I mean, the rounder belly is pretty self-explanatory on its own, but only you can know for sure,” the cerulean Troll replied, his fingers squeezing Branch’s skin tighter to give further support. “The point is, did you give her a reason to be?”

Holy Rock, she actually could be. The signs were all there too, right under his nose; it would explain the constant tiredness, the bigger appetite, the unusual carefulness in each step and movement she took. Last week, when Poppy decided to postpone her own birthday party because ‘she wasn’t feeling like celebrating’, Branch had feared she’d gotten seriously sick. But now—

Now the young Captain had something else to be worried about, something even more important.

An egg, a trolling. A small, precious life that he and Poppy, the kindest soul and the most beautiful angel who ever walked on the planet, had created together. That mere, simple thought alone was enough for Branch’s chest to swell with pure joy and a sense of privilege.

On the other hand, their offspring would be the first half-breed Troll ever generated in… decades or centuries, at the very best. Actually, was there ever a Rock-Pop Troll? And how would the others react to the news? Being pushed away, or worse still, being treated like an outcast or a freak, was the last thing Branch wanted for their child.

“What if the other Trolls don’t accept it? What if they push our kid away, just because he or she is different?” the Rock Troll whispered, his anguished gaze glued on the doctor’s pod front door.

He needed to see Poppy now. He needed to hear her sweet voice, full of reassurance and positivity, or at least, Branch needed to know if the Pop Queen was sharing his own doubts and fears about that particular subject.

“Branch,” what reached his ears instead, was the voice of the Reggaeton Trolls’ leader, this time dead serious and almost peremptory. It demanded respect and attention, and the Captain couldn’t help but give it to him— now more than ever, Branch understood why Tresillo was a tribe leader. “Have you seen my son, Charango? Physically, he is a Reggaeton Troll through and through, with markings on his body and dreadlocks to prove it. And yet, anyone can see how excited he gets when his tìas Wani, Gomdori, Kim-Petit, Ari and Baby Bun come to visit us; he genuinely adores them and their music. Understand what I’m getting at?”

Branch suspected he must’ve had a pretty dumb and clueless look on his face, because Tresillo let out a lighthearted laugh and went straight to the point. “What we are, what we truly are, cannot be seen or touched. We are the decisions we make, the things we’re passionate about. Perhaps my son is a bit Reggaeton and K-Pop inside— so what? Mi música no discrimina a nadie, remember?”

Stunned by that frankness and wisdom, the Rock Troll took a moment to reflect on the Reggaeton leader’s words. Yes, it was true that everything had changed for the better since Poppy united the kingdoms, but his usual paranoid-self couldn’t help but wonder if the other Trolls were actually prepared for such a thing, for a more tangible and physical representation of said union.

“So, do you think the others will just accept it? No curious glances, no nasty comments, no nothing?” Branch finally spoke, his skeptical voice firm, but barely audible.

“While I wouldn’t know about that, I do know that this new generation we’re creating is genuinely… mejor. I can see it in my children’s eyes,” Tresillo firmly replied, laying his benevolent gaze on his three offsprings. “and one day, you will see it in your own kid’s eyes, Branch. On this, I’m absolutely sure.”

The pensive Rock Captain slowly opened his mouth to answer, but a little voice beat him to it. “Papà!” staggering a bit clumsily on feet that were still too big for his tiny, growing legs, one of Tresillo’s trollings approached the two friends. “Moms said they need you right now, and— oh, hello Branch!” the kid chirped, in high spirits as usual, staring happily at the grey rocker.

Branch instantly recognized him, it was Charango. The color of his skin was the same, unmistakable cerulean shade of Tresillo’s, elegantly covered in orange, magenta and yellow stripes and patches on his arms, legs, chest and face, reminding of Tambora’s own body pattern. The child’s nose was yellow and his irises were bright pink, just like his dreadlocks which, however, displayed multicolored tufts of green, ochre and cerulean blue too.

“I better go then, the bosses are calling for me,” Tresillo chuckled, a playful grin appearing on his face as he vigorously patted his friend’s back for the last time and picked up his cheerful son. “Good luck, Branch. Whatever happens, just know that you’ll always find a friend in me and my tribe members.”

“Thank you. I appreciate it,” Branch tipped his head gratefully at the tribe leader, and then at Charango. “Take care, the both of you.”

As the Rock Troll silently watched father and son heading home together, laughing and talking of this and that, he couldn’t help but hope— perhaps a bit selfishly? —that he too could have that kind of relationship with his future children, one day.

The sudden bang of the doctor’s pod front door caught his attention, and before the young Captain knew it, Poppy’s voice resounded in the air.

“Branch, Branch! Come here, quick! You definitely wanna hear the news,” Poppy cried out, her smile brighter than the sun and exuding an excitement she had never shown before. What Tresillo had said was true apparently, there was no need for words; the Rock Troll understood as soon as her magenta, sparkling eyes met his.

To his own surprise, as Branch wrapped his muscular arms around his beloved mate’s waist— where a small life, their own radiant future, was slowly growing —he realized that he wasn’t scared anymore.

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mirkwoodshewolf · 5 years ago

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Moments with mini-angel; Roger Taylor

*Author’s note*

Here we go guys I managed to FINALLY finish off the last part of my Moment’s with mini-angel chapter and here we go with the most lovable member of them all, ROGAH TAYLAH!!!!!! Now this was is prob. my FAV part of the series but also the toughest to write cause I had established throughout the entire Rock Angel series, that Roger and you reader-chan as the RA have this SPECIAL bond and I knew I had to try and top that w/baby Kelly (so I HOPE I delivered to long time fans of this series)

So not really any warnings just make sure you bill me your dentist bill by the end lol cause trust me you WILL get cavities from the sweetness that’s in this chap. Enjoy my lovelies ;)

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*New lion cub; Roger Taylor. 4 months old. Surrey, England*

I was rushing around the house trying to get myself ready. I don’t know why I agreed to do this interview in the first place? I wasn’t ready nor in the ‘physical condition’ to make a public appearance yet.

I was still trying to lose the post-pregnancy weight I had gained, now all the critics are gonna call me out on even more curves.

“You’re muttering again.” I heard Jack’s voice say.

“I don’t mutter.” I sassed at him.

“Yes you do. You always mutter whenever you get extremely insecure.” Jack came up behind me from the bathroom door and wrapped his arms around me. “Now c’mon, what’s going on in my Rock Angel’s mind?”

“Just…….insecurities.” he sighed heavily.

“This is about the TV interview today isn’t it?”

“Could I possible call in and cancel it? Plus we can just stay here with Kelly.” I suggested.

“No we can’t. Look, I know you’ve been trying your best to lose the post-pregnancy weight but baby you look just as beautiful as before. Hell you look even more beautiful with them. And if some asshole wants to poke fun at them then he clearly has no life than to bring others down. And that is literally a shit way to live.” I looked up at him as cupped the side of his jawline.

“Why are you so good to me?”

“Because if I wasn’t then I’d have the hottest rock band beating my ass all over the world three times over.”

“Well Rog would beat you till the end of time.”

“See there we go!” I giggled softly as he kissed the side of my face up and down. “Funny and sexy. I really hit the jackpot with you.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere Jack Kline.”

“Not true, it got me you.” I turned towards him and wrapped my arms around his neck. Before I could say anything back to him, the phone rang. I stepped out of the bathroom and picked up the phone connected to our nightstand.

“Hello?”

‘Hello (y/n) dearie, this is Trudy calling.’

“Oh hi Mrs. Cushing, how are you?”

‘I’m afraid not good dearie. I suddenly fell ill with the flu so I’m afraid I can’t come over and babysit for you.’

“Oh no, I’m so sorry to hear about that Mrs. Cushing.”

‘I really hate to drop this on you at the last minutes but—’

“No, no it is what it is. I’m sorry but it would be better if you stayed home and rest.”

‘Oh thank you so much for understanding dear. I would hate to give the sweet little one what I got, especially with her recent colic recovery.’

“Absolutely yes. Well I hope you feel better Mrs. Cushing, take care.”

‘You too dearie, goodbye.’

“Bye.” I hung up the phone and I turned to Jack.

“Is Mrs. Cushing sick?” he asked me.

“The flu. I told her it’s best she stay home and rest.” He sighed heavily and came out of the bathroom and sat down at the foot of the bed.

“So what do you wanna do?”

“What can we do? Deacy and Ronnie are in Bali, Brian’s busy with his own producing, I can’t even get a hold of Chrissie these days, Freddie said he didn’t even wanna come near the house till she was 6months after your little wake up fiasco.”

“You’re never gonna let that go are you?” he said to me with a quirked brow.

“Hell to the no. And today Rory has a doctor’s appointment and Dominique is busy with that.”

“Well you do realize that just leaves…….” Jack trailed off.

“I know. I can’t ask him to do it last minute. He prefers to know ahead of schedule.”

“(Y/n), you know that man would fly half way across the world if something ever happened to you. Remember when that bastard plastered our faces on the front page of every tabloid when we first met. The whole band actually cancelled the rest of their Japan tour just to interrogate you.”

“Your right. I just hope he’s up for it.”

“He is. I wouldn’t even be surprised if he’s waiting outside across the porch right now.” Jack teased as he went up to the phone. He picked up the receiver and dialed Roger’s number while I continued to get ready.

About 15 minutes later, we soon heard the doorbell ring and we both looked at each other.

“Speak of the chaotic blonde devil.” Said Jack.

“Just be thankful Fred isn’t here to back him up, then I’d really be worried.” I said grimly.

“You wanna answer it?”

“No you go ahead, I wanna say goodbye to my baby real quick.” Jack nodded and pecked my cheek and headed downstairs while I headed towards the nursery room.

*3rd Person POV*

Jack walked down the stairs all the while hearing the doorbell ring frantically as well as the loud banging at the door.

“Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “I’m coming Roger, coming!” the second he turned the lock, the door suddenly swung open and in came in Roger Taylor. Wearing his usual prescription shades and the shirt that (y/n) had named ‘the dad shirt’. The blue with yellow and white lines across it, white pants, and his usual favorite brand of shoes.

“Sorry I’m late Jack, hope I didn’t keep you waiting.”

“No not really.”

“Where is she?”

“Which one?”

“Both of them.”

“Up in the nursery—” before Jack could even finish his sentence, Roger immediately charged upstairs and trudged towards the nursery room. He entered in a calm manner to see (y/n) standing over her daughter’s crib, and baby Kelly cooing up at her mother.

*My POV*

“Hello lovie.” I looked up to see Roger standing there.

“Hey dad.” I said softly. “She’s literally just waking up now. Latest she’s ever slept even though she went to bed at her normal time.”

“Well that’s another thing she got from her mother.” He teased as he came up and stood beside me. I gawked at him and slapped his shoulder he chuckled softly. “Nah, nah, nah I’m kidding. Well—”

“Dad!”

“I’m kidding. But I do admit you do look adorable when you sleep. Freddie says you look like a cat when you especially curl yourself inwards on the tour bus beds.” I lowered my head and I said down to Kelly.

“My darling baby, don’t you dare listen to any stories your godfather tells you.”

“Yes Kelly bear. Do listen to the stories I tell you. I’ve got loads of embarrassing stories in regards to your mummy.” He cooed down at her and he gingerly bopped her tiny little nose. “And you missy, need to head out and get to that TV studio for that interview.”

“Okay but not until I give you the list of Kelly’s instructions—”

“No need I know everything this cute dovie needs.” He interrupted me.

“No dad please you need to listen…..”

“I did. I remember where you have all the emergency numbers, who to call, where the food and milk is at, how to prepare it. Love I’m not the chaotic young drummer I used to be 12 years ago.”

“No. You’re just older.” He glared at me and that’s when he suddenly tossed me over his shoulder. “Whoa Roger what the…..”

“Ah-ah-ah-ah! No swearing in front of the baby. Now you’re going to that interview and I will take care of everything.” He walked out of Kelly’s nursery with me still hung over his shoulder.

“No stop it! Put me down!”

“Nope not till you get your butt out that door and go that interview!”

“Put me down this is humiliating!”

“Oh come on it’s not as humiliating as New Orleans at Mardi Gras back in 82.” As we reached the front door, he opened the door and set me down and gently pushed me out the door. He then grabbed Jack’s wrist and shoved him outside. “Alright now both of you go. Leave and we’ll see you on TV lovie. See you later this afternoon you two love you my lion cub, bye!”

He slammed the door shut and we heard the click of the locks. Jack and I looked at each other shaking our heads.

“It’s like he wanted to get rid of us.” said Jack.

“Like I said, he’s bonkers for our baby girl. But he is right, my interview starts in 30 minutes.” Jack and I walked towards the car and got inside. I started the engine up and soon we took off out of the driveway.

*Roger’s POV*

I peeked out the window to see them finally drive off and as soon as they were gone, I shot my fist in the air.

“Finally! I thought they’d never fuckin leave. The three other guys get their one on one time with baby Kelly and I don’t? That is a crime in itself.” I said as I raced back up towards the nursery. “Well no more, this time it’s just us. Me and my little Kelly-belly.”

As soon as I reached the nursery, I could hear the faint sounds of her sad little cries. Poor little thing must already miss her mummy, well time for god-papa to come to the rescue. I walked over towards her crib and reached down with one hand and stroked her head.

“Shhh, shhh. Now, now Kelly dear, mummy and daddy will be back soon.” Her crying ceased as soon as she heard my voice, her eyes that once cried small crocodile tears, now looked up at me with curiosity.

Her small brain must’ve soon connected the dots because with the snap of a finger she went from sad to happy as she reached out towards me happily cooing.

“Oh is all that joy for me?” I teased down to her. Her baby laughs echoing throughout the room as I talked down to her, “Is this happy baby all for me?” I reached down and picked her up and held her close to my chest. “God I swear every time I see you, you’re growing like a weed, much like my own little girl. You both need to stop that.” She babbled on. “No you do. I swear before you know it you’ll be walking, talking, graduating school and university, and god forbid marriage. God why can’t you girls just stay small and young forever like this?”

Kelly continued to coo at me and she even gave me that adorable gummy smile. I smiled down at her before gently readjusting her in my arms so that her head rested up against my shoulder.

“What do you say we fill that tummy of yours up with milk? Hmm? I’ll bet you’re hungry aren’t yah?” she squirmed in my embrace and I took that as a yes. The two of us walked out of the nursery and I prepped her bottle.

I looked at the instructions that (y/n) had written down when it came to prepping her bottle and as we waited for the bottle to warm up in the warm water, Kelly soon started getting even fussier.

“Oh I know lovie, I know it’s coming though.” I soothed her as I gently bounced her up and down. After checking to see the bottle was all done, I took it out and walked over to the rocking chair in the living room. Right as the nipple of the bottle touched Kelly’s mouth, she opened her mouth and proceeded to inhale her milk. “Now, now not so fast. Oi you little piggy, you’re gonna end up sick if you drink too fast you know that.”

I took the bottle away from her for a second to soon hear her do a small and very tiny but adorable hiccup. I pulled my shades over on top of my head just as I gave her back her bottle.

God if this is what (y/n) looked like as a baby, then she must’ve been the cutest baby in all of Leicester.

“My sweet little Kelly, you are every ounce of your mother aren’t you? Same eyes, same nose, and I can tell you’ll have her same fighting spirit. You know; when I first met your mother she was a shy one. But she had a kind soul. Even though I’ve always said this as a joke just to piss your uncles off, she actually gave me 1 and 3/7th sugars in my coffee. She really believed that it was for a health problem cause a friend of hers dealt with the same thing. From that day on, I knew I had to protect your mum. Because if she was willing to look after me, I knew I had to do the same for her.”

When she was finally done with her bottle, I set it down on the table and proceeded to burp her. I had her over my right shoulder and I gently patted her back till finally she let out a burp. And I’ll say I won’t deny that I was proud to hear that man-like burp come out of her.

“Nice one!” I praised. I held her out in front of me so that I could get a good look at her. She softly cooed before she soon started making bubbles come out of her mouth with her spit. I shook my head at her and asked her playfully, “What? You think you’re a soap dispenser?” she just looked at me with those wide, curious eyes of hers as she continued to make more bubbles come out of her mouth.

I popped her bubble spit when she raised her hand and proceeded to touch my face. Her tiny hand which felt like the same size as a cat paw, soon began trailing down from my cheek to my lips. She gently gripped my lips into her tiny fist which made me laugh.

“Excuse me Missy, those are my lips.” I said in a smooshed up voice. She began to laugh thinking it was funny. “So now what, hmm? You think you can just own my lips huh? Is that it?” she babbled a short response. “Oh you do own them huh? Okay then, you can have them.” I then took her tiny wrist between my thumb and index finger and moved them away from my lips so that I could proceed with a kiss attack.

I first kissed all over her tiny hand, before moving up her arm, to her shoulder before finally reaching her face. I then followed through by making sure that I as I kissed her, I made those obnoxious kissing sounds with each kiss and giving her the occasional raspberry or ten.

You know they say there is always something that can be precious to us. In my life I’ve had many precious things, but out of everything I could ever have or own, there is nothing more precious to me than the sound of a baby’s laughter.

The first time I made Felix laugh, it was—god it was indescribable. It was like—a bell had rang off, but it was so soft and melodic, nothing like from the hard rock instruments I’ve surrounded myself with. In fact his laugh was the one light musical ring that I would always love and cherish.

And now with my two girls, my daughter and goddaughter their laughter’s are just as melodic if not even more so than Felix’s was.

“I told you. You wanted my lips, then you get all the wet, slobbery kisses you can imagine.” I told her in-between my kisses on her chubby cheeks. She laughed heartily and I swear it was like my heart was soaring at hearing that adorable little laugh. “You’re a silly girl. Do you know that?” I told her as I held her up in front of me.

She cooed at me as her hand once again reached out to touch my face, this time she rested it against my cheek. I smiled at her and nuzzled against her tiny hand.

“Do you know just how cute you are?” she looked at me with awe. “Yeah, you are adorable. Just like your mother. Ohh let’s see if her interview has started yet. You wanna watch mummy on the TV?” at hearing the name ‘mummy’ she let out a coo. “Yeah that’s what I thought. Let’s see if mummy is on the telly yet.”

We moved over to the couch and I switched on the telly and turned it to BBC1. There on the couch was Sally Fields, the young woman who I’ve been in an interview with a few times, charming woman and she asks good questions compared to male interviewers.

“Right thank you to Timothy Dalton for his onset interview for his next upcoming James Bond film, up next we have a young artist who has been making a name for herself in such a short time. The Rock Angel (Y/n) Kline will be here right after these messages.”

“Bloody commercials.” Kelly let out a soft ‘bah’ and I replied to her, “You said it lovie.“ the BBC station played commercial after commercial after commercial. It just seemed to drag on forever till finally Sally came back on the screen.

“Welcome back. Our next guest rose to fame back in 1981 when she performed in the middle of a Queen concert in Madison Square Garden. For the next 5 years she proceeded to be one of the youngest female rock stars ever to have #1 hits in both America and Britain. (Y/n) Kline the Rock Angel is here with us today, welcome (Y/n)”. The camera cut to (n/n) sitting right there on the couch.

“Hello Sally, thanks for having me here.” At seeing her mummy on screen, Kelly reached out her tiny hands cooing in awe.

“Yeah you see mummy? Yeah she’s on the telly.”

“Nice to see you here, now I was told you were on a brief hiatus for a while.” Sally told her.

“Yes because just 4 months ago I had given birth to my beautiful baby girl. My first child.”

“Which congratulations by the way.” The audience clapped and she thanked them.

“Can you clap baby girl? Hmm? Clap for mummy?” she reached her hand out and tried to point out towards her mum. I chuckled and took her tiny hand in mine before taking her other one, “Like this baby girl.” I gently allowed her hands to come together before quickly separating them and then making them come back together again.

She eventually caught on and as soon as she heard her hands make that clap sound, she was in awe as she began giggling that sweet baby giggle and clapping her hands rapidly (just to hear that sound again).

“That’s it baby girl Yay!”

“Now your recent album ‘Mother love’ is quite different from all the other albums you’ve done previously.” Sally said to (y/n).

“Yeah, yeah. But isn’t it always good to mix things up a bit?” That’s my girl.

“Tell me how long it took you to record this album?”

“Well given the fact that I did want to try and get it done before I went on my maternity leave I wanna say—about 2-3months.”

“Now explain the title of your album, where did that come from?”

“Well as I said and from what everyone saw when I made my first public appearance back at Live Aid, I was five months pregnant at the time, and right after the concert I dove right into making that album. I really wanted this album to reach out to mothers everywhere whether they’re senior mom’s with grown up kids, the mothers who have many kids or first time mothers like myself.”

The interview continued on with the same old boring questions so I turned my attention down to little Kelly. She continued to stare at the telly in awe and she would let out a soft coo every time her mum came on screen.

“So what’s next for you once your maternity leave is finished?” asked Sally.

“Well there’s a summer tour I’ve got planned out and then maybe a new single, not quite sure about that just yet but you can expect me on the road this summer.” Of course she couldn’t reveal it quite yet cause this tour she was going on was a Queen+Angel European summer tour.

“Well (Y/n) it was lovely speaking to you and we can hear in the background your latest song ‘Protecting me’. Now let’s not just hear it but also check out the music video for it.”

“Yes, lets.” It was then the telly showed a funny little edit to now show (Y/n)’s music video for Protecting me (which I helped produce).

The morning went by and soon it was time for Kelly’s schedule naptime. After feeding her second bottle and burping her, we sat down in her nursery and I was reading her one of the many books that Veronica and Deacy had donated to them that they once read to Robert, Micky, Laura, and Joshua when they were just babies.

As I read to her, she didn’t seem at all tired. She just kept looking at the book then back up at me with them doe like eyes of hers.

“Right, I know. Boring isn’t it?” I closed the book and tossed it aside back towards the reading pile. “I think—you deserve a lullaby, hmm? Want papa Roger to sing you a lullaby?” I adjusted her so that now her head rested against my chest, right over my heart. “Your mummy told me of how when you were still in her tummy, you kicked along to Radio Gaga. Did you know that I wrote that song?”

She cooed up at me as her tiny little hand reached out for me. I softly laughed and said as I nuzzled her cute button nose with mine.

“Yes I did. You want me to sing it to you?” I slowly rocked the chair back and forth as I softly began to sing ‘Radio Gaga’ to her. Her eyes were locked right up at me as I sang her favorite song. She was so invested in my soft voice but I could see her eyes slowly drooping down.

Softly tapping my socked foot on the furry carpet beneath me for the two beats that the audience would usually clap to. Just before I could even reach the second chorus, she let out a yawn before cuddling herself into my chest, gripping the placket of my shirt. I looked down at her and couldn’t help but smile warmly.

Like mother like daughter.

I sat up and gently placed her back in her crib so that she would sleep more comfortably. It was then I felt someone take my hand, of course I didn’t need to look down to know just who it was because the moment I felt the palm of my hand being kissed I knew it was (y/n).

*My POV*

After a long morning of interviews (both TV and radio) Jack and I finally arrived back at the house. Already I could see some of Kelly’s toys out and some bottles hadn’t been washed yet.

“Dad.” I shook my head.

“I’ll take care of the bottles, you go see if he’s at least putting her down for her afternoon nap.” Said Jack as he kissed the top of my head and went to pick up the two bottles left on the table.

I slowly walked up the stairs and as I approached the nursery room, I heard Roger’s soft singing. I crept quieter towards the nursery and peeked through the door to see Roger rocking my baby girl to sleep as he sung Radio Gaga to her (in a ballad type way, which really surprised me since he was such a hard rock and roller).

Seeing my surrogate father rocking my baby girl and being so domestic it—made my heart melt. Roger always tried to put up this hard wall and be this ‘heart of stone rock and roller’ the ‘bad boy’ of Queen what with his reputation with the ladies (especially back in the 70’s).

But now—he’s more mellow, especially when it’s involved either me or his own kids, and now he’s added Kelly to the list of those who can see the true soft-and-fluff Roger Taylor.

As I watched him put Kelly back in her crib, I felt like I could make my move and let him know I was home. I silently walked towards him then once his hands were free, I took his left hand and lifted it, palm up, and kissed it before clasping my hand over his.

“We saw your interview with Sally.” He whispered to me.

“You proud I didn’t spoil the combined summer tour?”

“Honestly, I don’t care if you admitted it or not. But you should’ve seen your baby girl. Her eyes were glued to that screen the entire time you came on screen.” I felt my heart melt once more as I looked down at my baby girl.

“Thanks again for watching her dad. Especially at such short notice.”

“Hey, you know I’m always here for you. Both of you. I told you the day she was born that I was always, always gonna be there. Even cross an ocean to help you take care of your baby.”

“And give Jack fatherly advice?”

“Meh.” I playfully punched him but he raised his hands in surrender. “Of course, of course. Deacy can give the lovey-dovey side of being a father. And I can tell him how to be wary of the boys that’ll come in the future.”

“You mean boys like you were?”

“Oh now that…..”

“Shhh. Don’t you dare wake my baby girl up.” I shushed him. The two of us looked down at Kelly to see her still asleep. I gestured him outside and the two of us walked out to the hallway. After I shut the door, he said to me.

“Now about that comment…..”

“I’m messing with yah. Now go on and head back home, Jack and I can handle this from here now.”

“You sure you don’t need me to stick around?” he gave me those famed blue eyes puppy dog eyes. I crossed my arms and quirked my brow at him. “Fine, besides Dominque is probably back from the hospital with Rory. Might as well see how my baby girl did on her checkup. And kiss her boo-boo’s if they gave her shots.” I softly giggled. “What?”

“You said boo-boo’s.”

“Oh grow up!” he said as he walked towards the stairs.

“No dad I didn’t mean it like that. I meant that as a compliment. I’ve—never really seen you like this other than with me. This whole domestic side of you, I love it.” He stopped just as he reached the last step and had a soft smile across his face.

“I only reserve that for only the most important people in my life.” I smiled at him and walked towards him and the two of us hugged each other.

“I’m—I’m so glad that I got the internship. You guys have literally been the best thing to ever happen to me in years.” I felt him embrace me back and he said softly in my ear.

“And you’ve been the best thing to ever happen to us. We love you (n/n). So, so much. We’re always here for you. I’m always there for you. Now and forever, my little lion cub.” I snuggled deeper into his shoulder and squeezed him even tighter as he did the same for me.

After that, Jack and I bid him goodbye and he drove off back to his family. That Roger Taylor, he can be a handful at times, even to a point where he’s the ultimate helicopter dad. But—his heart’s always in the right place, especially in times like this.

I’m sure after all this, he’s found himself a new lion cub of the Kline clan to call his own. Of course, I don’t really mind because that’s what the three of us are. A strong coalition of lions.

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pastelgoogie97 · 4 years ago

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Tiny Surprises ||jjk

Hi guys! I’ve had a bit of writer’s block for awhile, so if this fic is a little on the trashy side, I deeply apologize. However, I really loved this idea I had and I couldn’t NOT write it, so here it is. I hope you enjoy and again, please forgive me for how bad it is.

Pairing: Jungkook x Female!Reader Word Count: 1.5k Warning: Unplanned pregnancy Genre: FLUFF! A little bit of angst in the beginning, but don’t worry, it’s all good :))

The bathroom was a place that everyone found themselves running to when things were a bit too much. Y/N was never too sure about why a toilet seemed to be the thing she ran to whenever she was overwhelmed, nor was she sure about how a place where people piss and shit offered her so much reassurance and safety.

Today’s reassurance was needed because not only would Y/N be taking her relationship with Jungkook to the next step, she was going to be telling him as soon as he got home from dance practice. No one has ever been around to tell her the way to go about something as monumental as this, and she was praying to the heavens above her that he would react in the way she’d seen in romance movies. She had to keep telling herself that what she was going through was normal. That every woman has had to think about the very same thought in her head all over the world. Some were probably in her shoes in this very second just like she was, so who was she to be terrified?

Then again, she was going to have to tell her boyfriend of one and a half years that she was pregnant with his child. And she wanted to keep it.

To make matters worse, the front door opened and the sound of Jungkook’s voice echoed throughout the halls. “Jagiya! I’m home,”

Y/N clamped her hand over her mouth and stood up on her wobbling legs, gripping the counter of the bathroom sink so tightly that her knuckles started to turn white. She let out a shaky breath and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot from all the crying she’d done for the past two hours, her hair was unkempt, and she looked like she was going to throw up at any second.

“I-I’m in the bathroom, bunny!”

Jungkook smiled and set his stuff down, sliding his shoes off to rush over to the bathroom door. At first, he stood outside the bathroom door like a puppy dog, waiting for Y/N to open the door and shower him with the love and affection she always did whenever he came home. However, he could hear her ragged breathing and the sound of her sniffles.

“B-Baby are you okay?” Jungkook queried, tapping his knuckles onto the wood of the door lightly.

Y/N’s eyes widened and she instantly brought her hands up to her eyes, wiping them quickly before turning to herself in the mirror once more, praying that Jungkook would ask about how she looked until she was good and ready to tell him why.

The door opened and Y/N gasped, jumping slightly as Jungkook’s figure hesitantly walked through the doorway.

“Is everything okay?” God, he was so sweet. Was that all going to change when she’d tell him she was pregnant? “You look like you’re going to be sick jagi,”

The sound of his voice was enough to send Y/N into tears, loud sobs escaping her mouth as she fell to the floor. Jungkook was quick to spring into action and fall to the floor with her, holding her quivering body in his arms as she gripped onto his shirt tightly. He rubbed her hair soothingly and started to shush her like he would a crying child.

“W-What’s wrong baby, you can tell me what’s going on,”

Y/N hiccupped and looked at her boyfriend through crimson-threaded eyes. “N-No, I can’t tell you, because I don’t know how you’ll react and I don’t feel like getting kicked out of your house today,”

Jungkook furrowed his eyebrows at her choice of words. He wouldn’t dream of kicking her out of his house, let alone reacting in a way that would scare her this much. He tried to think of every possible thing she could’ve done for him to act so harshly, but all the things that came to mind, he knew that she’d never do them in her life. Not when she had him.

“Don’t be silly jagiya~” he chuckled lightly, trying to lift the mood. “I promise, I won’t be angry. I could never be angry with you,”

Y/N pouted and wiped her eyes. With a shaky breath, she gripped at something on the bathroom counter blindly, making Jungkook’s eyebrows crease with confusion. He tried to look at what she’d grabbed, but he couldn’t see. She was trying to hide it from him.

“Jungkook, i-if you think that it’s too early, or if you don’t think you’re ready then you can tell me, okay. But I really, really wanna go through this with you, if you’ll let me,”

Now Jungkook was incredibly confused.

And then...

he saw the positive pregnancy test when she opened her closed fist.

His eyes widened in surprise, then he looked into her eyes as if to check if she was lying or not. He was going to be a father. They were having a baby.

“Y-You’re pregnant?” He questioned, his eyes turning into crescent moons as his smile grew bigger. “You’re really pregnant?”

Y/N looked up at him to see that he was smiling. She couldn’t believe her eyes. She nodded in response to his question and felt her body get lifted into the air. Jungkook walked out of the bathroom and into their shared bedroom, setting her feet down onto the floor before smashing his lips onto hers. She hesitantly kissed him back, finally coming to terms with the simple fact that Jungkook wasn’t angry. If anything, he was overjoyed.

“You’re not mad?” Y/N queried once they pulled away.

“Mad? God, this is the best day of my life! Just wait ‘till I tell my hyung’s about this! We need to schedule you an appointment with the doctors, and then we need to start thinking about where we’re going to let the baby sleep and all of the food we need to buy. We need to raise the healthiest baby ever, so we should probably look into the best diet for them too!” he rambled on for what felt like forever and Y/N lost track of what he was saying.

Jungkook was quick to call his members and tell them the great news. All six of them had reacted so wonderfully. They’d congratulated the young couple and even started bickering over who was going to be the better uncle and who was going to get babysitting rights.

“I’ll buy them Tata pajamas and those are the only ones they can wear to sleep!” Tae stated firmly. “Nothing else other than what Uncle TaeTae bought them!”

Jimin didn’t like this idea however and immediately looked at Y/N through the phone screen. “Y/N, you better not let that baby where anything Taehyung gives them! They’ll like Chimmy much better, and they’ll look way cuter in Chimmy’s pajamas!”

Y/N giggled and continued to talk with the boys. Then, Y/N thought about how the ARMY would react to the news. She knew that they were incredibly supportive, but she also knew that some of them could be very hurtful and threatening. She didn’t want to think about it, but she knew that she was going to have to talk with his management at some point and go over whether they would announce the baby or not.

“Don’t stress on it too much baby,” Jungkook sighed. “All that matters right now is that you’re healthy and that this baby is going to have the best parents in the world,”

Jungkook brought Y/N’s figure closer to his as they snuggled under his comforter. His arm was draped around her middle while she pressed her ear onto his chest. The two of them stayed in silence for a while, looking up at the ceiling and thinking about the unborn child that was growing in Y/N’s stomach as they spoke.

Jungkook removed his arm from Y/N and slid under the covers, placing his hands onto her stomach. Y/N looked down at her boyfriend with a confused expression, watching his doe eyes look up at her before a bright smile spread over his lips.

“Hello in there,” Jungkook spoke to her stomach. “This is appa speaking. I’m not sure if you’re going to be my little princess or my brave knight yet, but just know that your eomma and I can’t wait for you to arrive. We love you so very much and we can’t wait to meet you. Remember that appa is your favorite though, you’ll always love me more than mama. Understood?” Y/N’s stomach made a small noise, it wasn’t even the baby, but Jungkook took it as the baby’s answer.

He let Y/N slide into his arms once more and he teasingly booped her nose, chuckling as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“There’s no way this baby will love you more than me,” Y/N giggled playfully.

“They already said they love their appa more, I already won Jagi,”

Although it was probably going to be true, Y/N teasingly stuck her tongue out at her boyfriend. She wasn’t scared anymore and she was glad. She was going to be having a baby with the love of her life. What more could she ask for?

“Maybe it’s about time I put a ring on that finger of yours then as well,” Jungkook thought aloud.

Nevermind. There was another thing she wanted.

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lavishedinjimin · 6 years ago

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Jimin (prompt): “Say ‘aahh’~”

Prompt #20 - “say ‘aahh’!”

Synopsis: In which Y/n is sick and Jimin takes care of her in the early morning

Genre: fluff w/ lots of petnames and cute shit that i want irl

Word count: 1,574

Thank you for the anon who requested this!

Not proof-read!

Jimin woke up at exactly 6:30 am in the morning, and as much as he didn’t want to wake up that early – he needed to. You were sick.

It was two days ago when you suddenly were feeling a little headache here and there and got a stuffy nose, but you just shrugged it off thinking that it would go away eventually. But as days passed it got even worse, now having both the stuffy nose and the coughs – plus headaches so congrats to you.

Jimin shifted his body so that he could be faced to you, seeing your little figure curled up in a fetus position, looking so frail and fragile to him. His heart got warm and it throbbed, wondering how you could still look so cute when you’re sick. He carefully lifted his hand and gently caressed your left cheek, thumb grazing over your skin as he sighed to himself. “Angel,” he breathed out and forced a smile.

He carefully removed the blankets off of his body and quietly got out of bed, placing the covers more cozily on your sleeping form and placed a tender kiss on your temple.

As Jimin went out of the bedroom the yellow light immediately flashed his eyes, making him squint and furrow his eyebrows until he got used to it. He walked over to the kitchen and made you two pancakes, added some syrup and some toast. He sliced up three pieces of strawberries that he bought for you because he knows that those were your favorites. Grabbing a glass from the cupboards he poured some water and placed the meal all in a tray – not forgetting the medicine that you needed to take.

Jimin was trying to walk through the hallways as he was trying to balance the food in the tray, careful not to drop anything. He opened the door back to your room in one hand and pushed it open.

“My baby~” He said, placing the tray on the bedside table and opened the lights.

He saw you shifting around the bed countless times until you opened your eyes slowly, trying to get used to the lights. You whined at the sudden brightness, head immediately pounding. “Hey, hey” you heard Jimin say as he sat beside you, caressing your face gently as he was mere inches apart.

“Y/n, baby, shhh, I’m here.” He cooed softly with raised eyebrows. You saw that there was a hint of concern in his eyes but he was trying to be strong for you.

In all honesty, he hated seeing you like this, all weak and vulnerable because of your sickness. But its also a time for him to let him take care of you – which you had no control of whatsoever. You needed his care. It was always in Jimin’s personality to help people whenever he can. So imagine the things that he’d do for you as his girlfriend. You were always so lucky to have him by your side to protect you.

“Jimin,” you whispered quietly, surprised that he even heard it, “my head…hngnf” you groaned. Both of his hands immediately flew over your head and he massaged your temples to relieve some of the pain while you were still recovering from sleep. “Relax, darling. I’m here, yeah?” He smiled.

After a few minutes of Jimin massaging you, the pain gradually went away. You were still feeling heavy and tired, though. “What time is it, Jimin?” you asked with a groggy voice. “7 am, baby. You need to eat and take your medicine too. Come’ere, let me get you to sit up.”

Jimin placed a hand on the back of your neck and the other on your back supporting you. With the help of his hands supporting you, you can easily sit up without many brawls, resting your head on the headboard. “There,” he whispered, placing a kiss on your cheek. Your eyes scanned the room until you saw the tray of breakfast that he made you – making your eyes open wide and your mouth to slighty water.

Jimin might’ve seen your reaction as you heard a chuckle coming from his lips. “You like it jagi? I made it for you.” He said as he took the tray carefully and pulled it closer to him. “Its mouthwatering, Jimin.” You tried to at least say something a little humorous to lighten the mood – and not all grey.

“Mhm. Now, let me feed you babygirl.” He said as he then took the fork and sliced a piece of a pancake. “N-no Jimin. I can do it by myself. Let’s just eat together so you won’t be wasting your time –“

“Shh, now, Y/n. It’s not a waste of time and I love to take care of you. You know that. I’m gonna feed you.”

You wanted to protest more but you don’t have the energy to do it, to be honest. You just nodded as he smiled in reply. “Here, open.” You opened your mouth as he told you and he placed the food inside. You grunted out loud, the taste of it mixed with the sweet syrup made you ten times better already. Maybe you were just hungry.

Jimin chuckled once again as he fed you a piece of the toast, followed by some slices of strawberries.

“Strawberries?” You asked with a mouthful. You apparently didn’t see the slices of strawberries up until now and your eyes widened. “Yeah. I picked some up from the grocery yesterday as I was buying your medicines.” Jimin seemed proud of himself for it which made you let out a little laugh. “Thank you. I really love them.” “I know.”

Jimin kept feeding you, making you take your time. He would once in a while rub your arms lovingly or play with your hands as he waited for you to swallow your food. Or he’d often steal a kiss on your lips every time you had a mouthful of pancakes which always make the both of you giggle. You really felt warm when you had his presence with you.

You had almost finished your breakfast but there was only one small piece of a pancake left. You were already feeling so full, but it would be weird to leave out such a small piece.

“Come on baby, one more.” He poked the last piece using the fork and held it up close to your lips.

“But I’m already so full.” You pouted, trying to swerve your way out of the small situation.

Jimin lifted one eyebrow up and smiled at you, “Na-ah-ah babygirl. One more piece left and you’re done. Say ‘aahh’!” He cooed at you like you were a little child, making you giggle. Jimin tilted his head and gave you a knowing look, which finally made you open your mouth and eat the remaining piece. “Good girl.” He smiled and kissed your lips twice, the second time a little longer than the first.

After you’ve swallowed, he placed the small tablet on your palm. “Take your medicine now, Y/n. I’ll be back, okay?” You nodded and he sat up from your bed, grabbing the tray with him and he went out of the room. You tipped your head backward and swallowed the pill with the water. You waited for him to come back, finishing up the remaining liquid in the meantime.

He came back and smiled at you, seeing how you’ve finished your glass of water. He carefully straddled you but he didn’t directly rested his weight on you and instead he used his knees as support. With both hands, he caressed your cheeks as he looked at your eyes longingly. His thumb stroked your cheek and with his other hand, and with the back of his other hand he placed it on your neck to feel your temperature. You were still warm – but how you were feeling right now was a contrast for it. You felt loved and cared for – as always.

“We’re gonna have an appointment at the doctors this morning, Y/n. You can rest for a little while then wash up, yeah?”

You nodded. He smiled at you and tried to get off, but before he can do that, you refrained him and grabbed his hand. His head spun towards you and a tilted his head to the side a little bit. “You want anything else?”

“You, Jimin. Can you stay with me for a little while?” Jimin’s heart throbbed as it felt warm and fuzzy. He couldn’t decline your offer when you looked all cute and needy like that. “…please?”

Jimin smiled widely and nodded his head once, “Of course, love.”

You changed to a more comfortable position as you laid back down on the mattress with him climbing underneath the covers beside you. He wrapped his arm around your tummy, cuddling you. “There…cozy?” he asked you with a little smile on his face. You nodded and he chuckled, pressing another kiss on your cheek. “Thank you, Jimin, really.” You said wholeheartedly.

“No, Y/n. There’s really no need for that. I can do this all the time, I love taking care of my sick little cute baby.”

“Jimin!”

“Okay, okay,” he laughed and rested his forehead at the crook of your neck. “Take some rest Y/n. We’re gonna have a long day.”

If Jimin wasn’t in your life, you’d probably feel so horrible at this case. He’s truly the only medicine that you need.

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