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hamiltonimagines · 4 years

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Little Pumpkin

Pairing: Anthony x Reader

Summary: Anthony and Y/N have planned to wear Halloween costumes and hand out candy to trick or treaters. How will Anthony react when she switches up her costume last minute?

This imagine is a part of my Halloween themed series, you can read the complete series here🎃

Word Count: 1k

“Y/N, the trick or treating is supposed to start soon” Anthony said, walking into the doorway of our kitchen. I was currently frosting some cookies for Anthony and I, for after we handed out candy. We were going to watch Halloween movies and eat a lot of junk food.

Anthony was my boyfriend, we’d been dating for three years. We had finally moved out of our apartment and into our first house. This was the first year that we would actually have trick or treaters coming over. We were pretty exited about it.

I finished the frosting on the last cookie and put them in the fridge. “See, I’m done. There’s no need to rush me” I said, giggling to myself. “You still need to put on your costume” Anthony said.

Anthony had convinced me that we should dress up in matching Halloween costumes. Anthony was dressed up as Danny from Grease. I was dressing up as Sandy, with the poodle skirt and everything.

“Okay, fine I’m going” I said, as I walked into our bedroom to change. I had a surprise for Anthony, that he was completely oblivious to. About a week ago, I had found out that I was pregnant. Then, I happened to see a pregnancy announcement shirt on Amazon. I knew that this was how I had to tell Anthony.

It was a black shirt with a skeleton showing the ribs and the spine. But on the stomach area, it showed a little baby skeleton. I changed into that shirt and took a deep breath. Before I could even turn to leave our room, I heard Anthony come in our room behind me.

“Babe, that’s not the costume we agreed on” he said, only seeing me from the back. I took another breath and turned around. “Why are you wearing a different costume?” Anthony asked. Then, I saw his eyes start to look at the shirt. I could see his mind working to figure out what it meant.

Then, his eyes went really wide. His eyes went up to meet my own. He looked thrilled, shocked, surprised, and ecstatic all in one. “Baby, are you pregnant?” He asked me, walking towards me. I just nodded and tears started to fall on to my cheeks.

Anthony reached out and lightly placed his hand on my stomach. Then instantly, he started tearing up. He looked back up at me. “There’s really a baby in there?” He asked me, his voice soft and delicate. “Yeah, we’re going to have a baby” I told him, smiling.

He cupped my face and leaned in and kissed me. I could feel his tears on my cheeks. It was the most special kiss we had ever shared. I held onto his sides as he kissed me and poured all of his love into the kiss.

We both pulled apart and Anthony rested his forehead on mine. Then Anthony got down on his knees and kissed my stomach. “I can’t believe we’re finally going to parents, I am so excited. You are going to be an amazing mom” Anthony told me. “I love you so much” I said, kissing him lightly again.

“It’s like our own little pumpkin in your stomach” Anthony told me. “Aww, pumpkin is such a cute nickname” I told Anthony, emotionally.

“Alright, now I have to actually get dressed into my costume” I said, giggling to myself. Anthony wiped the tears away from my eyes and left the room to give me some privacy to get dressed. I put on my Sandy outfit and adjusted it in the mirror and then joined Anthony in the living room.

“You are perfect” Anthony told me, and then he kissed my cheek. “Let’s go hand out some candy” I told Anthony, smiling.

“So I was thinking about our baby’s first Halloween costume, we should have them dress up as Scooby Doo, and we can be Fred and Daphne” Anthony told me.

“Awww baby, that’s such a cute idea” I told him, smiling to myself. I could tell that Anthony was going to be an amazing father. He was the most loving person that I had ever met. And I had seen him with like cousins or other family member’s kids and he was just perfect. Kids loved him and he was so good with them.

We grabbed the candy bowl and walked out onto our porch. We sat down in the chairs that we had set out and waited for our first trick or treater.

Then we saw a little boy come running up the stairs onto the porch. His parents came chasing after him. “James slow down” the mom said.

They were dressed as the Incredibles and their son, who was maybe two years old, was dressed as Jack-Jack. “Hi buddy, happy Halloween” Anthony said, handing him some candy. The boy muttered back some version of mumbled “happy Halloween” in baby talk. My heart just about melted.

“I love your guys’ costumes. They’re so cute” I said, and I couldn’t help but get emotional. I quickly wiped away a tear. “I’m sorry, we just found out that I’m pregnant, and we’re already thinking about family Halloween costumes” I told them.

“Oh that’s amazing, congratulations” the mom told me. “What do you think James? Do you like your costume?” Anthony asked the little boy. “Superhero” the boy mumbled. “Yeah that’s right, you are a superhero” his dad told him. “Have a happy Halloween” the mom told us as they walked away.

“He was so sweet and you were so good. You’re amazing with kids” I told Anthony. “You are just as amazing, you always know how to connect with them. You inspire me Y/N” Anthony told me, interlacing one of our hands.

The night was filled with many trick or treaters. Anthony and I were also constantly telling each other, “oh that can be baby’s first Halloween costume”.

One year later, when little Carlos had already been born, we decided to dress up as the Incredibles. We also constantly referred to him as our little pumpkin.

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daddyiluvhim · 3 years

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I made a roulette wheel because I was bored and it's called "What's Happening Today?" so you spin it and it will tell you what is going to happen today. So far I have gotten "Distant update" and "Pregnancy announcement" so it's terribly inaccurate, but it's fun!

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alice-dont-break · 4 years

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it’s time | janthony

cw: fluffy pregnancy smut (lol)

When Jasmine stormed into the living room, Anthony was certain she was about to tell him it was time to go to the hospital. But when he saw the rage in her eyes, he knew he was wrong.

“Anthony, I swear to god, you need to tell your child to make a move right fucking now or else I swear to god I’m going to fucking explode,” she boomed.

Jasmine is now a full six days past her due date, and her discomfort was growing by the second. She’s been walking around nonstop and calling her midwife and mother every few hours in a desperate frustration. Her eyes were steely and narrow as she sucked her lip between her teeth.

“Oh babe, I’m sorry... can I run you a bath or something? Back rub? Something to eat?”

“No. Anthony, I need you to fuck my brains out right fucking now.”

“Jas... what?” He eyes shifted between the coldness in her eyes and the beach ball around her middle that had made even getting up from the couch a two person job. She was adorably stern for someone who couldn’t put their own socks on.

“Don’t make me ask you again, please. I’ve googled how to induce labor and every single website says sex and nipple stimulation. So, I need you to fuck. My. Brains. Out,” she groaned.

“I - uh -yeah, okay, come on baby,” he stammered, jumping up and taking her hand. With one hand tightly gripping her’s and one cradling her lower back, he led her slowly up the stairs. Over the past couple months, he’s learned not to argue with her hormone-fueled demands, and this one seemed particularly manageable.

Once they were in the bedroom, Jasmine pulled Anthony close to smash their lips together. Within seconds her tongue was dancing across his lips and over his teeth, greedily tasting him as much as she could. Their lips were softly caressing one another, fitting together like puzzle pieces, but Jasmine was using his every breath as an opportunity to escalate. Anthony’s hands were tentatively at her waist, while her’s had already crept under his tee shirt to scratch at the taut muscles of his back. She was pressing her hips into his, growling as he wasn’t reciprocating her hunger.

“Ant, please, take off my clothes and touch me,” she breathed.

Anthony was still struggling with his disbelief and worries about her over-doing it, but was in no position to argue. He pecked her lips again, then traced a path of kisses down her jaw and neck until he was nipping at her collarbone, sucking little marks and then soothing them with a flattened tongue. Jasmine’s lips parted with a soft moan, and he took that as encouragement to pull off her t-shirt.

In his eyes, Jasmine was always the sexiest woman in the world, but her pregnant body hit different. Her swollen breasts were spilling over the cups of her bra, and his lips were instantly drawn to the supple skin there. His hands wrapped around her to undo the clasp of her bra and let it fall to the ground before slipping back to her front to pinch and pull at her erect nipples.

“Ungh, more,” she groaned, as he rolled them between his thumb and index finger. Anthony gladly obeyed, palming at her flesh and sinking down to wrap his lips around her tender nipples. Just his warm breath was enough stimulation to elicit pornographic moans, but by the time he was swirling his tongue she nearly melted to the floor. He darted his tongue and made her breath hitch with every flick until her head was lolled back.

He felt her coming apart, and moved his hands to secure her waist, chuckling discretely at her stumbling, as he stepped her back to the armchair nearby. He was enamored with her overly sensitive nerve endings. He always had fun getting her riled up, but her pregnancy hormones made it oh so easy. Anthony hovered over her to taste her lips as she leaned back, before pulling back to admire her puffy lips. He ghosted his mouth down her throat to continue his ministrations with his tongue on her sensitive buds. He let his teeth just barely graze the peak, and she gasped, tangling her fingers into his curls and tugging.

“More, please, more,” she begged. Her entire body was on fire and his every touch had her burning hotter and hotter.

Anthony kissed down the valley of her breasts, over her swollen belly, until he reached the top her sweatpants. As soon as he hooked his thumbs under the waist band, Jasmine was lifting her hips, begging him to pull them down. He buried his face into her belly so she couldn’t see his smirk at how desperate she was for him to undress her.

As soon as he obliged, he continued his trail of kisses down her hips and legs. He nipped softly at the tender skin of her inner thighs, letting his nose bump her clothed heat. She wiggled her hips, desperate to create any type of friction, so he responded by pressing a slow kiss to the lace fabric of her panties, right where he could see a wet patch forming.

“Today is not the fucking day to tease me, Ramos,” she growled. He bit back a giggle, and pulled down the barrier in one swift motion. With his hands splayed across her thighs, he spread her open, and dove his tongue into her folds.

She cried out loudly, then whimpered at the sudden bliss. Her fingers once again found his curls, gripping them desperately after just a few kitten licks up her slit. “You taste so sweet, baby,” he purred against her swollen clit, letting the vibrations rock through her core. Her hips bucked up, and he wrapped his lips around her bud to suckle gently. His mouth felt so wet and warm against her core and if she weren’t so achey she’d be grinding her hips up and down to ride his face.

Jasmine’s pussy was flooding and Anthony couldn’t lap up her sweetness fast enough. He loved the feeling of her essence lingering on his chin and coating his facial hair, especially as he forced his face in deeper. His tongue was circling around her entrance, and his nose bumped against her clit as his tongue thrust inside her. He flicked and swirled around her walls and she just tasted so fucking good.

She cried out loudly, “Ant, please, fuck!”

He knew the meaning of her sounds well, and let his fingers wander from her thigh to her warm pussy. Licking a stripe up to shift his focus to her clit, he used one finger to gather her wetness then gently slip inside her warmth. Her pussy felt like velvet and was sucking him inside. Jasmine’s been sensitive for a lot of her pregnancy so it’s been a long time since her pussy has been nice and stuffed. He pumped his finger in and out slowly, once, then twice, just easing her open, then felt her hips buck and her walls clench around his digit.

“Ant, I’m gonna, I’m gonna cum,” she panted.

“Let go, mama,” he husked against her most sensitive spot.

“Anthony, Anthony, Anthony,” she moaned breathlessly. He continued his slow rhythm in and out of her warmth while her release flooded her senses. He let his other hand roam upwards to rub small circles over her the sensitive skin just below her belly, and she rode through the final waves. As she started to twitch, he pressed a quick last kiss to her clit before leaning back to look up at her blissed out face. She looked down at him, mouth agape and eyes struggling to focus, as she came afloat and realized that his finger was still pumping. “Ant,” she sighed desperately.

“C’mon my love, you got one more for me? Hm?”

He slipped in a second finger without missing a beat, and she threw her head back wantonly. He probed her now over-sensitive walls as she quickly felt her coil beginning to tighten for a second orgasm. One thumb maintained its soothing motions across her hip, while the other carefully brushed over her clit with every thrust. As he felt her walls begin to squeeze around him yet again, he curled his fingers to massage her most sensitive inner spot. She felt pure electricity as her every nerve ignited, and she cried out her husband’s name as she pulsed around him. His fingers still riding her through her high, he rose up to nuzzle into the crook of her neck, and soothe her prickling skin with soft, wet kisses.

“I’ve got you my love... so beautiful... your noises are so pretty... love you so much... I’ve got you...” he mumbled, trying to ground her as he could sense her mind spinning away.

As soon as her muscles had relaxed, he slowly pulled out his soaked fingers as she whimpered at the new emptiness. He slid an arm under her back to roll her onto her side to ease the weight of her belly, and kneeled beside the chair. He had one hand resting on her shoulder and one on her belly, just to let her know he was still there. She blinked slowly a few times then looked up at him with a dazed smile. “Hi,” she giggled, reaching for his hand and then bringing it to cup her face.

“C’mon love,” he laughed, “how about we take a shower together? I’ll wash your hair and get you all ready to get to the hospital. After all that I’m sure it’ll be soon.”

Jasmine nodded as she continued to lazily kiss his knuckles. Before they got up, he hovered up over her and kissed her lips slowly, then crawled down to press another kiss to her extremely swollen belly.

“C’mon peanut, your mama’s gonna hurt someone, probably me, if you don’t get a move on,” he chuckled. The couple shuffled into the bathroom, moving slowly to accommodate Jasmine’s dire lack of mobility. He set her down on the chair they’d moved into the corner as a resting spot when Jasmine needs it while he turned to run the water. When it was a comfortable temperature, he took both of his wife’s hands, and led her inside. They stood together, absorbing the steam and holding one another by the waist for a few deep breaths.

Jasmine held onto the railing on the wall as Anthony prepared to wash her. He took their sweetest smelling shea body wash and lathered it in his hands, before starting on her upper body. He took extra care to knead her shoulders, which have been aching for weeks, and she leaned into his touch. She nearly purred as he worked down her torso, butt, and legs, carefully massaging the bubbles with gentle circles, until finally working back up to her belly. He stood behind her with his chest pressed to her back, and reached around to rub the large bump. With a full-term, and then some, baby growing inside her, Jasmine was exhausted from carrying the extra weight. To give her some relief, Anthony lifted from the bottom of her belly as she leaned into him. Her sigh was purely blissful, until her breath caught in her throat.

“Babe, you okay?” He asked, gently setting her belly down and turning her to face him. His brow furrowed with concern as his hands came to cup her face.

“Ant, I’m good. I’m so good! I th-think my water just broke,” she grinned.

And with those words, the whirlwind commenced.

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broadwayyaddict · 4 years

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Early Present

Anthony came into the room, setting the discharge papers on the table. "You two ready?" he asked.

"Yeah, he's all wrapped up," Jasmine said, picking up their son from the bassinet.

"Hey little man, how you doing?" Anthony asked, taking him from Jasmine's arms while she filled out the papers.

They had finally gotten their chance for another baby and even though the pregnancy had been hard on Jasmine, he had finally arrived safely. He was born on December 21st and they had named him Zachary Ryan Ramos. Jasmine had stayed in the hospital until Christmas Eve, seeing as he had been a small baby and they wanted to make sure he was healthy.

She had missed Star and Brooklyn though and she was glad it was finally time to go home. She finished filling out the discharge papers while Anthony settled him in the car seat.

"God, I'm so glad to go home," Jasmine mumbled, standing and picking up the papers.

"Me too," he responded, wrapping an arm around her waist. "I can't wait for the girls to meet him either."

As soon as they got home, Jasmine settled in bed and Anthony placed Zachary in her arms. "Hey buddy," Jasmine said, brushing her thumb over his cheek.

"Alright, I'm gonna go pick up the girls from my moms, you two stay here until I get back," he said, kissing her forehead.

"Don't worry, we're not going anywhere," she responded, laughing softly.

He left the room and Jasmine leaned down, kissing his forehead and fingers. He yawned and nuzzled against her chest, Jasmine feeling her smile grow. "Oh, you're so sweet my baby boy," she said.

While she was waiting, she fed him and rocked him to sleep. He was still sleeping a lot as a tiny baby so Jasmine felt like she was able to get some rest before the girls got home and their excitement filled the house. She settled down and made sure that he was comfortable before closing her eyes.

She woke up when she heard the girls talking downstairs and sat up, adjusting Zachary and whispering to him, "Your big sisters are here, they can't wait to meet you."

They came upstairs and Jasmine felt herself light up.

"Mama!" Star exclaimed, the two of them climbing in bed with her.

"Hi babies," she said, wrapping her arms around them.

"Mama, I missed you!" Brooklyn exclaimed, snuggling up with her.

"I missed you too sunflower," Jasmine responded, kissing her forehead.

"Hi baby brother," Star whispered, waving to him. "What's his name?"

"His name is Zachary Ryan Ramos," Jasmine told them. "Can you say hi to your big sisters?"

He murmured something, opening his eyes to look at him. The two of them gasped and snuggled against Jasmine to look at him.

"Mama?" Star asked, looking up at her. "Can I--Can I hold him?"

"Oh, yes you can sweet girl," Jasmine said. "Remember to be careful, he's very fragile."

Star nodded and Jasmine carefully transferred Zachary into her arms. He yawned and Jasmine made sure Star was holding him correctly before letting go.

"There you go honey," Jasmine said, rubbing her arm.

"He's so little," Star said, her face lighting up.

Anthony saw Jasmine's face soften as she watched the two of them and set his hand on her leg. He took a few pictures of Star holding Zachary with Brooklyn pressed against her.

He opened his eyes, wrapping his tiny hand around her finger and Star gasped. "Look, he's holdin' onto my finger!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah he is," Jasmine said. "He does that to connect with you."

Her smile grew wider and Brooklyn snuggled up to Jasmine, drawing her attention to her.

"Mama, I hold her?" Brooklyn asked, looking up at her.

"Of course you can sunflower, go sit with Daddy and he'll help you out," she told her.

Anthony carefully took Zachary from Star and helped Brooklyn into his lap. He carefully adjusted Brooklyn's arms and placed Zachary in her arms.

"He so tiny!" she exclaimed, touching his fingers.

"Yeah, you were that little when you were born," Anthony said, kissing the top of her head.

"I was?" Brooklyn asked, looking up at him.

"Yes you were honey," Jasmine said. "Both of you were very little."

Their attention switching to Zachary when he murmured something, reaching up to Brooklyn. "He's lookin' at me!" Brooklyn exclaimed.

"Yeah, he knows both of your voices," Anthony told her.

"How?" Star asked, looking confused.

"Well, when he was still in Mama's stomach, he could hear us talking, so he recognized your voices. It's the same way that you know my voice, Daddy's voice, and Brooklyn's voice," Jasmine explained.

The two of them nodded and when Star noticed it was getting dark, she asked, "Can we go downstairs to light up the tree?"

"Yeah, let's go do that," Jasmine said, taking Zachary from Brooklyn's arms.

Both of the girls jumped up and ran downstairs as Anthony helped Jasmine stand. "You okay Mama?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm just a little tired," she responded. "We're both okay though."

The two of them went downstairs and Jasmine settled herself on the couch between the two of the girls. Jasmine pulled a blanket over the three of them and Anthony asked, "Alright, you girls ready?"

The two of them cheered and Jasmine laughed, wrapping an arm around Brooklyn. He plugged in the lights and the room filled with color. "Oh it looks beautiful girls," Jasmine said, kissing the top of Brooklyn's head.

"We decorated it with Abuela and Grandma," Star told her.

"You did a wonderful job sweet girl," Jasmine said.

"How about I make some dinner and we can watch some Christmas movies?" Anthony suggested.

"Sounds like a plan to me," Jasmine said. "Can you put him in his rocker?"

Anthony carefully picked him up from Jasmine's arms, soothing him when he started to fuss. "Hey, you're okay buddy, I've got you," he said to him. He kissed Zachary's forehead and laid him down in the rocker. He settled into the rocker, his wide eyes gazing around at all the bright lights.

The girls picked a Christmas movie and Jasmine put it on for them to watch while they cuddled up together. They both cuddled up to Jasmine, nearly clinging to her. She leaned down to kiss their foreheads every so often, glad to be home with them too.

Anthony brought dinner over for them, lifting Brooklyn into his lap. She giggled and wrapped her arms around one of his. Jasmine was glad to finally have an actual meal with the four of them again.

The girls babbled on about the movie and Jasmine couldn't help but smile at the two of them. She set her plate on the coffee table and leaned her head against Anthony's shoulder, feeling her eyes grow heavy.

He noticed and gently kissed her forehead. "You tired Mama?" he asked softly and she nodded. "Get some rest baby, you deserve it. Merry Christmas, I love you so much."

The most perfect Christmas ever.

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t100ficrecsblog · 4 years

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an interview with @mobi-on-a-mission (she/her)

what are you working on right now? I'm in between fics right now after posting The Cockroach recently for Chopped! I'll likely start something new soon (I'm thinking of a canonverse forbidden lovers fic?), but we'll see where the muse takes me! When I'm not busy writing fic or being a human disaster I like to beta read. I beta read several fics for the Bellarke Big Bang, and I'm really excited to read them in their final form once that comes out! Beta reading may not be the first thing people think of with writing, but it's really elevated my experience with fanfic. It's a great way to let out my inner critic, participate in the writing process from a different angle, and read new fics before anyone else (hehe!) while helping out other writers. Going beyond 'this doesn't work' to 'this particular aspect isn't coming through right and here are some ideas on how to fix it' is the crucial step and has really made me a better writer!

I'm also excited to be accepting prompts for Bellarke Writers for Black Lives Matter. Send me a prompt and a donation to an organization of your choice which supports the BLM movement, and I'll write you a fanfic!

what’s something you’d like to write one day? I usually write whatever I want to write! One thing I've never tried though is an ot3. I enjoy them but at this point I don't think I could do that sort of relationship justice.

what is the fanwork you’re most proud of? Honestly I'm proud of all my fics. Each one carries its own challenges and rewards, so I never get in a rut! The work I'm most proud of, though, has got to be Revive. It's a canon compliant through s6 Memori pregnancy multichap that I wrote during hiatus. It's by far the longest fic I've ever written, and I wrote it at a time when I was still very uncomfortable writing fic. I must have had my eyes closed half the time I was drafting it, I was so nervous! But I finished it and posted it and from there on writing was just that much easier. I haven't looked back since.

why did you first start writing fic? I wrote my first "fic" in 2014, when I was 14 years old. Then I came back a year later with a really short oneshot. Both of those were for Supernatural, and they're still on my ao3. I was extremely nervous about writing, especially with the fear that my family would find out what I was doing. That fear kept me from writing for years and years, pining to write something. That is, until last July. I'd had enough. So I sat myself down and made myself write, every dad for three days until The Best Back Rubs (my first fic for The 100) was written. Again after that fic I had trouble writing. Four months later though I started writing Revive and like I said earlier, I just kept writing after that!

what frustrates you most about fic writing? The most frustrating thing about fic writing is lukewarm reception. As much as I hate to admit it, validation is important to me and I like to feel like people are enjoying what I write. When I spend a lot of time on a fic and get excited about posting it, a part of me is expecting a whole bunch of comments and kudos and hits. Sometimes that doesn't happen though! Usually that doesn't happen. I have to remind myself that those responses are not reflective of my value as a writer. My friends are a huge help with this!

what are your top five songs right now?

Sweet - Cigarrettes After Sex Foreigner's God - Hozier One More Hour - Anthony Ramos Combustible - Cœur de Pirate Undrunk - FLETCHER

what are your inspirations? My inspiration is a little bit different for every fic I write. I tend toward canonverse, so I pull from interesting aspects of canon and then let my imagination run wild with *what if*s. My own life inspires my writing as well. This helps me to add in little details to make the story feel more real. I've been inspired by writing prompts and movies and songs and other fics and snow falling outside my window!

The one thing that's constant is other writers. I learn so much from reading, beta reading, and of course talking to my friends! They help to give me ideas as well as motivation to keep going. Writing can be a lonely pursuit, but it doesn't have to be. There's only so much going on in my brain—connecting with others is what brings things to the next level.

what first attracted you to Memori? what attracts you now? From the first time they locked eyes, I shipped it a little! But in the beginning, I wasn't that invested in Memori. I kind of took them for granted until s5. But more on that later. What first attracted me to Memori was how non-traditional they are in that they're not standard cut good guys yet they were allowed to meet and fall in love. Add on top of that how they make each other better in a nuanced and imperfect way, and I'm hooked! I also really liked how they didn't beat around the bush with getting together. In a world where slowburn is seen as peak romance, it was refreshing to see a couple that was just like 'you? I like you' and then they got together and eventually became what is (in my possibly biased eyes) the strongest couple on the show at this point. Getting into s5, that's when I really became invested in the ship. It hurt to see their relationship problems like that, but it allowed them to grow from it in a beautiful way. Through it all, they have so much love for each other. They're imperfect people and they make mistakes, but at the end of the day they learn from it and become better as a couple than they are alone. Their devotion to each other really is something else!

Besides Memori, what character or pairing do you like best on t100? Funny story: I actually decided to start watching The 100 after reading Bellarke smut on ao3! It was a non-traditional introduction to the story, but something must have clicked with me and I was a Bellarke shipper from the start (even though I frankly detested Bellamy in the beginning). I still ship them, even though Memori has taken my heart! Oh yeah and I got to give a shoutout to Niytavia as well because apparently canon isn't going to feed us with content for them.

why did you decide to start writing for bellarkefic-for-blm? It's pretty simple, really: Black lives matter should not be a controversial statement, and this is one of the ways I can help make our world a little less sucky for Black people.

what’s your writing process like (esp for prompts, chopped!, etc)? Every fic I write begins with a hodge podge of ideas. Sometimes I scribble them in a notebook and sometimes I use the computer, but it's always a creative mess! Recently I've been using Notion, a free editor which has a great desktop app. A writer friend turned me on to it and now I use it for writing as well as other life stuff too! It's easy to drag and reorganize ideas, so it really helps take a brainstorm mess to a working outline. Once an idea starts taking form I organize my ideas into related pieces and some end up getting thrown out. I craft "scenes" out of this and soon it becomes clear what pieces I'm missing. I fill in those pieces, throw out or rework stuff that doesn't work together, and pretty soon I have an outline.

I absolutely love getting prompts! I haven't gotten one through Bellarke Writers for Black Lives Matter (yet!), but I've written in a few rounds of Chopped. Most recently wrote for Chopped 3.0 Round 2 and won 1st place for best overall with my Memori fic The Cockroach. The biggest difference that comes when writing from a prompt like that is I need to make sure the fic not only fits the prompt but breathes life into it!

what are some things you’d like to recommend? Remember how I mentioned I beta read? Yeah. Right now my friend Kara, aka @queenemori, is writing a slowburn Memori actors au called We Don't Need To Say It. It's out of this world amazing and I am so hype to be a part of the process. The first chapters are up on ao3 and I cannot recommend it enough. ed’s note: this fic just updated!

For writers who are looking for a push, I highly recommend participating in Chopped. Fandom events are fun, the prompts make you get creative, and writing deadlines inspire you to actually get them finished and out there!

I know some of you need to hear this: drink some water! It's good for you and it's yummy yummy in your tummy!

The best place to find @mobi-on-a-mission is right here on Tumblr. Her AO3 is here. Request a fic written by her via @bellarkefic-for-blm.

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jeaninamaria · 3 years

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April 19, 2021 - Monday - 23:00 It's not that I'm counting, but that's all I can do at this moment. I've been confined in a hospital for 3 days and 23 hours now. I never thought we had to announce this beautiful and exciting news this way but anyhow, here we are. Another Baby Ramos is on his/her way! Tadaaaa! But as everyone knows, pregnancy is not always as glamorous and enjoyable as it could be. My two previous pregnancies were also challenging. With Miro, I wasn't taking any vitamins, neither eating at all except for mangosteen (pretty much explains Miro's strength and healthiness). With our second, our little angel Sinag didn't make it inside the sac. And now, with this third pregnancy, I must say, it is worst. Ever. For six weeks now, I've been experiencing Hyperemesis Gravidarum or HG. HG is extreme, persistent nausea and vomiting during pregnancy. It can lead to dehydration, weight loss, and electrolyte imbalances. I've read that out of 1000 preggo women, only 2 to 3 may possibly experience this. I always thought that this is a typical morning sickness on my first trim and will lessen on the following trimester. Thank goodness for pregnancy apps that shows all article about, of course pregnancy. I learned about HG! It's not only me! It is actually a sickness, a case, a worst pregnancy case that is actually not treatable for some, or so for me. I am posting this to inform my family and friends on how I have been doing about my confinement and to actually RAISE AWARENESS ABOUT HG. Again, this not the typical morning sickness, this is a serious case that may be harmful for both mom and baby, and for the dad too. In my condition, this is too much to take in. It is physically, mentally and emotionally draining. And to mention that my husband just came out from his quarantine and we recently lost a very special loved one. All my meds are being injected thru IV, sad to say, I am not feeling any better at this very moment. Still nauseous, and severe gastro issues. But thankfuly vomiting stops. We hope this will last until birth. We also pray that I could religiously take my oral meds at home. For all your messages, thank you! 🤍 I know you all mean well. (at St. Anthony Medical Center) https://www.instagram.com/p/CN2oWP5H85u/?igshid=bs99xa3ixkcj

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celebsaesthetic-blog · 2 years

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Ryan Destiny 🤎😍

#fashion model #aesthetic #beauty #black beauty #ryan destiny #photoshoot #supermodel #blackgirlmagic #brown skin #modelshoot #black men #keith powers #anthony ramos #keke palmer #pregnancy #pregnant #snl liveblog #snledit #tv shows

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maizeofloverp · 7 years

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Full name: Angel Ruiz

Age: 25

Birth date: September 11, 1992

Gender & pronouns: Male, he/him

Affiliation: Whitewater Syndicate

Occupation: Bartender / mechanic

Faceclaim: Anthony Ramos

B i o g r a p h y »

Angel grew up on the southside of Chicago. His dad was your average deadbeat and his mom was just trying to make it but, with 3 kids that could be hard. Angel and his siblings did the best they could to help. With a rough up-bring Angel matured quickly. At the age of 12 he met Rose. They were only a year apart. Having felt alone for so long he began to fall head over heels for her.

A stupid mistake led to a childhood pregnancy when Angel was 15. The young parents had a huge decision to make. Angel, scared shitless, confronted Rose’s father and explained what had happened. He was less than happy about it. He threw the young teen out of a window and forbade him from seeing his daughter. Angel wasn’t giving up on the love of his life that easily. He worked his ass off and eventually got back on her father’s good side. Angel and Rose thought hard and landed on the name Sky for their baby girl.

Knowing he needed to start raising money and quick, Angel joined the Whitewater Syndicate. It was hard on him at first. He was trying to keep up with school, a pregnant girlfriend, and the gang. Eventually, he found his niche. Though it was stressful, Angel managed to juggle all aspects of his world. All the while, he was lying not only to his parents, but also Rose’s family. When Rose found out she was less than thrilled. She made Angel promise that when Sky was born and Rose graduated they would move as far away as possible.

The teens actually grew up happy, their distant families helping with Sky. But, the road was rocky. Being so young with so much responsibility was a lot for both of them. They had moved away from Chicago just as Angel promised, and it helped… a little. The night after a big fight about who was going to take college classes first, he woke up to find Rose had left. When she still hadn’t come back the following morning he was very concerned. He dropped Sky off with a friend and went to go look for Rose. When he ran into the police cars his worst fears were realized. Rose had died. It was a tragic accident and she was gone. Angel was alone… again.

Becoming a single parent at 19 hit Angel hard. He bottled up his emotions and just worked himself to death to make sure Sky had a bright future. When he heard about the lieutenant’s disappearance and the reward, Angel knew that half million would be what to get Sky every opportunity possible.

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Several years of bartending had made Angel a monumental flirt. The sweeter you are, the more tips you get. But, he never really pursued anything. His heart was just too broken to fix, or so his mother says. Still, he was a ridiculously hard worker and did everything he could to get the job done. Angel is also filled with unending love for his daughter; which drives him to do anything to ensure her safety. Being a dad tapped into an empathy he didn’t know he had. That turned Angel into a bit of a bleeding heart. Angel is understanding and kind, but those aren’t really positive traits in a gangbanger. However, just because he was back with the Whitewater Syndicate didn’t make him the same person. He had to set an example.

Played by Ace

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hamiltontrashaccount · 7 years

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Three’s a Crowd (Anthony Ramos x Reader)

Heyyyy everyone. Hope you enjoy this fic, I loved writing this it was so much fun. Shoutout to my friend @pumpernickelbae for first reading this fic for me and being so supportive of my writing, and also, shoutout to my friend @omqitsnaya because she was so engaged while reading this and telling me all these thing while she was reading them and she's just an angel. i love them so much.

Pairing: Anthony Ramos x Reader

Summary: You try to figure out how to tell Anthony you're pregnant. With triplets.

Word count: 2086

Warnings: Just cursing, a cute Anthony being really oblivious to everything

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You were having triplets. The moment the doctor said it you could hardly believe it.

“Excuse me?” You asked, your voice rising to high decibels.

The doctor turned to look at you. “You’re having triplets.” She said with a small smile.

You sat there, feeling shocked. When you were in the car, you were still shocked. When you got home, you were still in a state of complete shock. You and Anthony were going to have to take care of three babies. You didn’t think you could even handle one baby, and now you found out you have to take care of three.

Even through the shock, you still couldn’t help but be a little happy. You had three little people growing in your stomach. As scary as it was, it was still a little exciting.

“Oh god.” You groaned as you thought about how you were going to tell Anthony. You didn’t know how he was going to react. And even though you knew he would never, you still couldn’t help but worry that Anthony might leave you. What if he doesn't want triplets? You thought to yourself. You tried to bury that nasty thought away from your head to no avail.

“Hey babe!” Anthony shouted from the kitchen.

You yelped and jumped in the air. Anthony peeks his head out from the kitchen door way.

“Sorry, baby. Did I scare you?” He asked. You walked over to the kitchen and he walked back in, continuing whatever thing he was doing before.

“A little bit.” You replied.

He turned back to you. “I wasn’t talking about you “baby”. I was talking about our baby “baby”.”

You shook your head and laughed, refraining from responding with “Which baby are you talking about?” He continued cutting up the onions.

“So how’s our baby?” He asked. You could hear the smile in his voice and you couldn’t help but smile as well.

“They’re all doing fine!” You said cheerily.

He looked at you again, an even bigger smile on his face. “Oh that’s so fucking great.” He walked over and gave you a big kiss on your lips, then moved his lips lower so he can kiss your stomach.

You giggled, realizing he didn’t catch what you said.

“Dinner’s going to be ready in half an hour. Sit down and relax.” He said, throwing the now cut up onions into the pan.

“Isn’t it a two-show day today?” You asked, sitting down at the kitchen table.

“Yeah, I only have like an hour and a half before I needa leave.” He responded. You nodded your head and just watched him cook. When the food was done, you both ate, talking about whatever it is that you could.

“Hey, can you get me some water real quick?” You asked him when he stood up to wash your plates.

“Yes, ma'am.” He said, taking your cup with him.

“Three ice cubes. Three babes.” You said. You added the babes at the end, a nickname you called him every once in a while. However, this time you hoped he would hear it in the context of babies. He didn’t, of course.

“Okay… Anything for you.” He said, looking at you with confusion.

He got you your water. You groaned inwardly, disappointed that your subtle confession didn’t work. You’d have to step up your game.

Anthony left, and you plotted the next triplet reveal.

A couple days later, on another two-show day, you had another plan to tell him you were having triplets.

When Anthony had gotten home late at night, you offered to get him a glass of water before bed.

“No, Y/N. You can’t walk.” He protested, getting up to get it himself.

“Anthony Ramos. I am not even three months pregnant. I can still do things for myself.” You said, pushing him back onto the bed. “I will be getting you water.”

He grumbled to himself but let you leave.

You came back into the room, holding a glass of water. In the water were three ice cubes, each with a miniature baby in them.

Anthony laughed as you handed him the glass. “Babe, you already told me you were pregnant. You didn’t have to do this.” He gave you a kiss, then drank from the glass.

You rolled your eyes. Time for a new plan.

Two weeks later it was Thanksgiving. You and Anthony had invited Daveed, Jasmine, Lin and his wife Vanessa over to your apartment for a Thanksgiving dinner. The week before, you had told Jasmine about your having triplets. She’d agreed to keep it a secret, and you and her planned how to surprise Anthony with the news at dinner. She’d had the idea to have three of everything, much like your original plan with the water (which didn’t work, and when you told her this, she just shook her head and said to try it anyway).

Because it was Thanksgiving, you’d both agreed to keep the dinner more than three items, but everything else was in threes. Three different stuffings, three different types of meat, three different drinks to choose from, and three of every utensil. It was a very blatant message, and, according to Jasmine, “if Anthony doesn't get the idea that something is up… well, just know you're having a kid with an idiot.”

By this time, you were about 13 weeks pregnant. Your stomach wasn’t that big yet, but Lin took notice.

“Jesus, your little one’s going to be big! Look how big you already are.” Lin shouted, laying a hand softly on your stomach, and rubbing it slowly, whispering a hello to the babies.

“Lin!” Vanessa chastised.

“It’s a compliment!” He argued.

“Hi, Y/N.” Vanessa greeted, holding her arms out. You hugged her back and she laid a hand on your stomach. She said hello to the babies also and walked into the apartment to say hello to Daveed who was already there, “helping” Anthony out with the turkey (Daveed had since left the kitchen and leaned on the kitchen doorway, watching the T.V screen).

“You know, my sister was this big when she was as far along as you. She had triplets.” Lin said, a knowing look on his face.

“If you say anything to him, Lin, I swear to god, I will kick your ass.”

He raised his arms up in surrender. “Wasn’t planning on it.” He gave your shoulder a light rub, then followed after his wife.

An hour later, everyone sat down for dinner. Everyone went around, saying what they were thankful for. Once you were done, you all started to grab your meals.

“Why are there three forks?” Daveed asked as he plopped mashed potatoes onto his plate.

“And spoons? And knives?” Lin added. He glanced up at you and rolled his eyes.

“Really?” he mouthed.

“It was her idea.” You answered back, pointing at Jasmine. He shook his head and laughed.

After a moment, everyone dropped the subject. Everyone had managed to comment on the number of things, except Anthony.

“Idiot.” Jasmine whispered beside you.

“Shush.” You answered back. “He’ll mention it later.”

Except, he never did.

On Christmas, the cast had to do a show, so everyone agreed to celebrate Chritmas morning together at the Richard Rogers Theater.

By this point, Lin and Jasmine had worked together to let the entire cast know you and Anthony were having triplets. You wondered how Anthony hadn’t found out yet. Everyone exchanged gifts, and you had the most gifts because everyone had bought a lot of extra things for the babies.

It soon became time to give your gift to Anthony. You had given him a gift earlier that morning (tickets to a basketball game he’d been dying to go to), but you had another gift to give. Jasmine had found this idea on some pregnancy website, and decided it would be cute for you to give to Anthony.

Anthony opened the card and read it out loud: “I have three more gifts for you, but they’re still being processed. You’ll get them in only a few more months.”

Anthony laughed, a wide smile on his face. Everyone was on the edge of their seat, thinking he had finally figured out the secret, but were incredibly disappointed when he said, “What kind of store are you buying from that they’re taking months to get you my gifts?”

Everyone audibly groaned and sat back against their seats. Anthony looked around confused. He shrugged it off. “Y/N, just cancel them. I don’t need them.”

“It’s a lil late for that, Ant.” You said. Everyone laughed, and the mood was brought back up again. The show later that day was great, but you were still wondering on how to tell Ant you were having triplets.

A few days later on New Years, you’d had another cute idea to tell him.

After the New Years kiss, you’d brought out a cake with three little people on the top of them.

Anthony laughed and said, “Is that supposed to be us and the baby? God that’s so fucking cute.” He said, grabbing the cake, putting it down and giving you another kiss.

Time for Plan E. What's plan E?

Plan E took a little longer to plan than you thought. You had to go out and order balloons to be ready for you to pick up on the day of the “party.” Then you had to go out and order cakes. Then you had to buy streamers and other decorations for the apartment. Everything was getting harder to do the bigger you got. At this point, you were 21 weeks old, so walking became more of a struggle.

Before Anthony had left for his show at night, you’d told him to hurry back as quick as he could, because you had planned a party.

“Oh, sweet.” He cheered. He gave you one last kiss and left for his show.

Thankfully Anthony wouldn’t be there for another four hours, so you were able to walk slowly when getting everything ready. Walking was something you didn’t want to do; imagine if you’d have had to run around. Everything was ready to go; now all you had to do was wait for Anthony.

“So are you guys coming over for the party or…?” Anthony asked his cast mates before he left.

“What party?” Lin answered. Anthony looked to Daveed, who shrugged his shoulders. Anthony then looked to Oak, Jasmine and Renee, who had all shrugged their shoulders.

Anthony said his good byes and took a cab to you guys’ apartment. He texted you on his way there, asking what was going on, but your only response was Shut up and come home, Ant.

When Anthony stepped into the apartment, he was surprised to see white balloons and streamers hanging from the ceiling. All the balloons had the number 3 on them.

“Babe, where are you? I thought we were having a party?” he said.

“Y/N, where are you?” He repeated when you didn’t respond the first time.

“In the kitchen.” You called. He rushed to the kitchen to find more balloons everywhere, and you, standing behind the kitchen table, where there were three cakes. You pulled the string to the party popper you were holding and confetti blew out of it.

“Hey baby.” You said.

He walked closer to you and looked down at the cakes. Each cake read a different word. Together, the cakes read out “We’re having triplets.”

“What?” Anthony asked, looking up at you.

“Do you not know how to read? It says we’re having triplets.” You said, firing off another party popper.

Anthony stood shocked for another second before a big smile began to appear on his face.

“Triplets?” He asked.

“Yes, sir.”

“Like, three babies? Growing in your stomach?”

You nodded your head, laughing.

“Oh my fucking god! Y/N, why didn’t you tell me?” He shouted, hugging you tightly from the side, so he didn’t squish the babies. He looked at you and realization crossed his face. “You did. I was just too stupid to realize.”

You giggled. “Yeah.”

Tears began to appear in his eyes. “We’re having triplets. That’s three, baby! WE’RE HAVING TRIPLETS!”

You nodded your head, tears falling from your eyes. Anthony ran around the room, shouting happily about having triplets. He took out his phone and began calling people, telling them what he’d just learned.

You stood there, happy tears still falling from your eyes, wondering how you could ever think he would react badly.

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whatisa-legacy · 7 years

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Twins

anddd 2,300 words introducing the twins is here! i’ve gone on so many back and forths with the twins names/genders, so hopefully you guys all like them! from here on out any kidfic will involve all four kids, so feel free to request anything with them!

hope you guys like this! :)

“I just feel different this pregnancy. I don’t know why, but I’m telling you, there’s something different,” Jasmine declares at breakfast one morning, 6 year old Aria off at school and 2 year old Maddox getting ready to be dropped off at daycare by Anthony on his way into work.

“What do you think that means?” Anthony asks, glancing back at his wife as he wipes Maddox’s face, lifting him out of his high chair.

“I don’t know,” Jasmine shrugs, taking a bite of her toast as she sighs, looking back at her husband. “I’m a little worried to find out,” She confesses, and Anthony can only comfort her and promise her that things will be fine despite her worries.

They hadn’t intended on getting pregnant this soon after Maddox, despite their desire to have at least one more child after the two they already had. Truth be told, Jasmine wanted to savor the moments with the two of them being parents to two kids. They had loved the family outings and not having to worry about being outnumbered by their kids, and while one day they wanted that to change, they were okay with waiting a few more years.

Jasmine remembers the positive pregnancy test staring back at her as if it had happened just a few minutes before. She remembers the confused feelings she had initially, and the immediate worry on how her husband was going to take it. Thankfully Anthony seemed just as excited as she had after the initial shock, and the two of them made an appointment to see her doctor as soon as possible.

Anthony puts in a few hours at the studio before making his way uptown to Jasmine’s doctor, meeting her for the first ultrasound of the new pregnancy. “Nervous?” He asks as he slides into the seat next to his wife, Jasmine giving him a look that says everything.

“Not nervous, just want to know why I feel so different,” Jasmine shrugs, trying to keep her mind off of everything as she fills out new paperwork.

The two of them are led back to an exam room and Jasmine goes through all the normal procedures she’s used to out of a first appointment, a nurse letting them know that the doctor would be back to do an ultrasound to make sure everything was growing properly initially. Anthony toys with his phone while waiting for the doctor, Jasmine trying to focus on her breathing as she thinks about how much their family is going to change in the next few months.

“Do you want a boy or a girl?” Jasmine breaks the silence in the room and looks over at her husband, who only looks up and smiles at her.

“I think Maddox would go crazy with another sister, but honestly, as long as they’re okay and healthy, I’m fine,” He assures her, Jasmine nodding. The doctor walks in and cuts off their conversation before Jasmine has a chance to say her opinion, shaking her doctor’s hand and laying back on the bed as Anthony stood up to stand by her side.

“You know the drill from your previous pregnancies. We won’t be able to see much today, but I’m just going to make sure everything looks like it formed correctly and this pregnancy is going well so far. You seem to be about 6 weeks along, although that’ll be more accurate once we get all of your bloodwork back,” The doctor smiles, spreading the cool gel against Jasmine’s stomach, Jasmine taking Anthony’s hand.

The doctor is silent for a few moments, and while normally Jasmine would welcome the silence while she’s doing her job, this time it makes her feel uneasy. It doesn’t help that she pauses the wand and leans closer to look at the screen, the concern written on her face only making Jasmine more anxious that her gut feeling was right, and there was something wrong.

The doctor looks between the both of them, a smile spreading across her face as she turns the screen to face them. “How would you feel about having twins?” She asks, Jasmine’s jaw falling open. She glances up at Anthony who’s lost all color in his face, the grip on her hand only getting tighter.

“Twins?” Jasmine asks, the doctor laughing softly as she nods, pointing to both sacs on the ultrasound screen.

“Everything looks perfect for a twin pregnancy, but I do want to see you in two weeks to see if we can hear the heartbeats and make sure everything is okay then as well,” She explains, Jasmine nodding, struggling to come to terms with the fact that their family was going to be getting two new additions.

The doctor wipes the gel off her stomach as Anthony helps her sit up, taking the ultrasound pictures from the doctor. Jasmine turns to her husband when the doctor leaves the room, Anthony taking a seat once more as he struggles to come to terms with what they just heard.

“We’re going to have four kids,” Jasmine smiles, unable to stop laughing at the absurdity of that sentence. “Our children are doubling.”

“Shut up. This doesn’t feel real,” He whispers, Jasmine laughing as she stands up from the exam table, walking over to hold her hand out for Anthony to take.

“It definitely doesn’t, but we better get used to it,” She urges, Anthony nodding.

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After a debate on what they wanted to do Jasmine and Anthony ultimately decided to find out about the sexes of their babies, especially after not finding out with the first two. Stephanie had planned the whole thing so it was a surprise for them as well, filling two boxes with colored balloons of the sexes for them to open at a party.

Aria stood in front of her parents while Anthony held Maddox, their family and friends all gathering around their apartment to find out. Jasmine can’t remember the last time her heart bested this hard, and as Aria bounced excitedly in front of her, she knew her and Anthony couldn’t put this off anymore.

So on the count of three they opened the boxes at the same time, the balloons Stephanie had spent the afternoon blowing up and putting into boxes floated to the ceiling, everyone cheering loudly as Aria jumped excitedly around the room, Jasmine and Anthony kissing.

“I’M GONNA HAVE TWO SISTERS!” Aria shouts over all of the commotion, Jasmine teary-eyed as she catches her daughter mid-jump, leaning down and kissing her softly.

“I cannot believe I’m going to have three daughters,” Anthony laughs, already overwhelmed at the thought of it. Jasmine thinks about their future with three girls and one boy, and the thought makes her want to go crazy. But then she thinks about how amazing it’s going to be, and she’s already excited for the next few months to fly by.

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“Do we want traditional or unique baby names?” Anthony asks, grabbing the iPad from his nightstand as Jasmine crawls into her side of the bed, both of their kids in bed after a fight to sleep. The last thing she has on her mind is picking out baby names, but with the reality of being 8 months pregnant and understanding that the boys could really come at any moment, she knows they need to decide on names.

“I like a mix of both. I don’t want them to have names everyone else has, but I don’t want them to be too far out there,” She shrugs, grabbing the baby name book on her nightstand.

“Ember, Aspen, Ainsley, James, Leni, Layla,” Anthony begins to list off, Jasmine giving up on reading through her own book when she realizes Anthony’s just going to brainstorm out loud. “Grace, Jane, Lila, Cora,” He continues, Jasmine shifting at Cora, turning towards Anthony as best as she can.

“Stop, I like Cora. It’s cute. Traditional, but not too far out there that people would be confused,” She thinks out loud, Anthony saying the name out loud a few more times, letting it sink in.

“Cora Ramos has a good ring to it. Alright, one down, one more to go,” He smiles, scrolling through the website, listing off a million more baby names, Jasmine wondering if they’re ever going to agree on one.

“What about flower names?” Jasmine suggests, giving Anthony a few moments to search some names after flowers. “Lily, Poppy, Violet—“

“Stop! Violet? Do you like that?” She asks, wondering if it’s too out there that people won’t like it.

Anthony says it out loud, and then says it with Cora’s name before turning to his wife. “Cora and Violet? I think they sound good together,” He smiles, Jasmine nodding in agreement.

“So, we agree that we’re going with Cora and Violet? Because your daughters are asleep and I’m going to sleep while they do,” Jasmine sighs, getting comfortable around her pregnancy pillow as Anthony laughs beside her.

“Yes, my love. Rest,” He whispers, leaning over to kiss her forehead, shutting the lights in their bedroom off.

—

Jasmine’s felt on and off contractions with the twins for three days, and after the irregularity and a slight concern that it was putting stress on the babies, she was admitted to the hospital to be induced and have a c-section.

Initially Jasmine was upset about the c-section, especially because she had had Aria and Maddox naturally, and wanted to try with the twins. But then Anthony reminds her that the twin’s health is more important than anything else, and any dreams for the birth go out the window in favor of keeping their little girls safe.

The operating room is cold and sterile, and Jasmine can’t see anything except the blue tarp in front of her. She’s worried, as any mom would be, but then Anthony appears by her head, and he’s the constant and steady presence that she needs through all of this.

She feels the pressure of the initial incision, and Anthony focuses on her the whole time. “They’re going to be here so soon, we’re almost going to get to meet our little girls,” He whispers underneath his mask, Jasmine looking up and smiling at him, nodding.

The five minutes in between the incision and the cry of their first baby feels like an eternity, Jasmine feeling her body relax when the cries echo in the operating room. “Baby A is a girl, and has some very strong lungs!” The nurse declares, Jasmine immediately beginning to cry as Anthony leans down, wiping the tears away.

Baby B appears in the world a few minutes after her sister, her lungs rivaling her older sister. Anthony can’t stop himself from crying now, pulling down his mask to kiss Jasmine softly, smiling as he pulls back.

“They’re here,” He whispers, Jasmine nodding as she kisses her husband again, urging him to go be with their little girls.

Anthony watches as they’re cleaned off and swaddled, the nurse looking over at him with a smile on her face. “Strong little girls you and your wife had. Both look to be very healthy, but we’ll take them down to the NICU to be checked out just to be sure. Did you want to come?” She offers, Anthony immediately nodding as he takes a shaky step forward, looking down at both of his little girls, swaddled in their blankets.

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It’s over four hours before Jasmine is out of the recovery room and both girls get the all clear from the NICU doctors to be with their mother, Anthony thanking every God that both of his little girls are healthy and won’t require longer stays. He sits in his wife’s hospital room and holds each little girl in one of his arms, both smaller than Aria and Maddox were when they were born.

Their family and close friends trickle in slowly throughout the afternoon, Jasmine spending most of it sleeping and recovering from the operation. She had woken up a few times to feed both girls, the nurses pleased with how breastfeeding was going so early with both girls.

Anthony’s mom brings Aria and Maddox up to the hospital after the rest of the family has visited and Jasmine feels more alert, not wanting to scare the kids with how tired and out of it she was for most of the day. Anthony meets them in the hallway outside of Jasmine’s room picking both of them up as they run to him quietly down the halls.

“Are you ready to meet your little sisters?” Anthony asks, Aria sliding back down to stand on her own as she nods enthusiastically, Maddox seeming just as excited as his older sister as he walks alongside her.

Aria and Maddox slip into the room and around the curtain quietly, Jasmine smiling at her two older children. “Hi, babies,” She smiles, watching them walk towards the bed as Aria peers over, her eyes widening at the two babies in her mother’s arms.

“Do you want to meet your little sisters?” Jasmine asks, Aria nodding as she climbs carefully up on the bed, Anthony picking Maddox up so he can see.

“The pink hat is Cora, and the yellow hat is Violet,” Jasmine whispers, both girls sleeping in Jasmine’s arms after just feeding.

Aria is gentler than Anthony and Jasmine could’ve ever imagined, Maddox surprising them as well. They take turns holding the twins with the help of Anthony, both of them talking to them and kissing them as if they were the best babies they could’ve ever been given.

Jasmine takes a moment when all of them are crammed in her hospital bed, letting the feeling sink in that they’re now a family of six. As scary and worrying as that is for when they got home in a few days, she’s more than ready for each and every challenge that may lie ahead, her family meaning more to her than anything else.

Cora and Violet have already slotted into their family as if they had always belonged, and they couldn’t wait to see where this little family took them in the future as everyone adjusted to the new blessings in their lives.

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