#Character’s girlfriend just found out she’s pregnant

[canonmisogynyvictimstournament]

PROPAGANDA

BUMBLE (WARRIOR CATS) (CW: Domestic Abuse)

1.) Back with another Warriors submission, I bet you’ll be getting a lot from other people too LMAO. Bumble is a kittypet (housecat) who befriends the male protagonist Gray Wing’s girlfriend, Turtle Tail, and lets her stay in her house. This gets Gray Wing all pissy because he’s controlling of Turtle Tail and shares most of the wild/clan cat’s proclivity for looking down upon kittypets. Turtle Tail gets pregnant by another kittypet, Tom, who tries to control her by hiding the fact that humans take away kittens after they’re born. Eventually Bumble comes clean about it so Turtle Tail returns to the forest. Some time later, Bumble is found in the forest seeking refuge because Tom has been physically abusing her, scratching her where the humans can’t see. So, she’s CANONICALLY ACKNOWLEDGED as a domestic abuse victim (unlike Squirrelflight who meets all the textbook signs but the narrative and authors deny it). How do you think our good guy protagonists, i.e. Gray Wing “The Wise” and Turtle Tail, respond to an abuse victim seeking refuge? They tell Bumble to go home, thinking to themselves that she’s fat and soft and therefore would be useless in their group. Bumble stands up for herself and asks to speak with the leaders of the group. One of them asks if Bumble could just get along with Tom better (bro???) and when Bumble says it’s not within her control, the leader suggests being nicer to the humans instead. Another rival leader butts in and verbally abuses Bumble again by ripping into how fat and lazy and useless she would be. Despite Turtle Tail having been friends with Bumble and Bumble had helped her through her own hard times, to Gray Wing’s approval Turtle Tail chooses not to intervene as Bumble is forcibly escorted back to her abuser. But that’s not all. Later Bumble is found in the forest maimed and dying, and it seems likely that Gray Wing’s brother Clear Sky, a male with a long history of violence, is the culprit. Rather than mourn the dying innocent cat, Gray Wing’s primary concern is how other cats might be mean to Clear Sky if they think he’s a murderer, and reassures himself that refusing to help Bumble in her time of need was still the right decision.

2.) I have no idea how she managed to be written so horrifically from an abuse victim and woman (/she-cat I guess) standpoint but here we are. Okay so my memory is a bit fuzzy but basically Bumble was a character in Dawn of the Clans and a close friend to Turtle Tail, a major character, as well as a character who lived close to Tom, an abusive dickhead of a cat. Bumble was largely depicted as just a really sweet cat. Turtle Tail was very briefly the mate of Turtle Tail, but once she got pregnant, he became super violent towards both her and our gal Bumble. Tom actively hid the fact that, once her kits were old enough, Turtle Tail’s kits would probably be taken from her, and made Bumble keep quiet about this too, but Bumble eventually told Turtle Tail the truth, Turtle Tail left and Tom became extremely violent towards Bumble because of this, and was extremely abusive towards her. Eventually, Bumble ran away from him to where Turtle Tail and co were and begged to stay, since the wilderness as a whole was genuinely more safe than being around Tom was. Naturally, this meant kitty xenophobia from cats who had only arrived in that area recently, because everybody was insistent than, since she was a kittypet/house cat, things wouldn’t work out, and even her friend Turtle Tail denied her on this, insisted she was too soft to live in the wild and only sent her towards a cat Bumble wanted to convince because she was absolutely certain she’d be denied. Also our good old protagonist Gray Wing got to spend this scene being all upset about this soft cat wanting to join them to escape an abuser and was all bitter about the fact that Turtle Tail lived with her for a short period of time, and he also got to have a sweet romantic moment with Turtle Tail after denying an abuse victim an escape from her abuser. Also as much as I like Tall Shadow usually she sucked ass in the following scene because she was essentially telling Bumble to go find a way to make peace with Tom as if she was not the one being abused (Bumble pointed out that Tom was the one who would need to make peace for it to happen, not her) and that she should just make life better by going back to being a housecat and being spoiled despite the fact that she was actively at risk with her owners because of Tom. Then she leaves after being threatened by several cats there and is called soft on the way out. The next time she appears she is literally dying, and her death is just a plot device to create a stupid little mystery which is solved in a very stupid way. Also her abuser does continue to be a shithead and for some reason is fully permitted to kidnap his own children but he also gets a heroic death and the only reason I will not rant more about him is because this is too long already. Long story short Bumble deserves the world and everybody who decided not to let her escape her abuser just because they thought she was soft sucks

3.) Is nice to the group of starving, feral wild cats that left the mountains so their friends and family could have more food to eat and befriends one of them to the point of opening her home to her after she leaves the group because the guy she likes is too dumb to notice she likes him and keeps falling for his brother’s love interests.

Unfortunately, because Bumble is a house cat who lives in a house with people and not a Wild and Free cat, this is a grave and horrible crime (luring a wild cat into the safety and comforts of domesticity) and is villainized for the rest of the arc, including for things wildly out of her control

I.E.

Her owners taking in an aggressive male cat that bullies and abuses the two female cats already living there

When Bumble’s friend leaves and goes back to the wild cats, Bumble leaves her home (as the abuse as has gotten worse) to see if she could either get help or have her friend return so the abuse isn’t as bad again)

Bumble eventually dies in the wild because the feral cats all hate her for ‘stealing’ their friend and tricking her into becoming a kittypet for awhile and refuse to help Bumble adjust to wild life or even teaching her how to hunt.

They are littl e to no hard feelings at her death beyond ‘good riddance’ but the aggressive tomcat that chased her out of her home is later regarded with good feelings and regret at such a ‘good, heroic cat’ passing when he dies despite him literally never doing a good or kind thing in his life and actually causing trouble for the wild cats right before dying

ALEX DEWITT (DC COMICS)

1.) The term “fridging” is literally based on Alex and what happened to her. She was killed off violently by a bad guy trying to get at her boyfriend only a couple issues after she was introduced (making it obvious they only brought her in to kill her off for shock value). Her death did very little to the narrative other than hurt her boyfriend Kyle and was done in an exceedingly horrifying and violent way. (Bad guy came to the door with flowers and threatening note, broke in and attacked her, choking her to death, before [off panel] chopping her body up and sticking it in the refrigerator as a “surprise” for her boyfriend. This obviously is really fucked up and she deserves better and should win this actually (a vote for Alex is a vote for all fridging victims [in spirit])

2.) It doesn’t get much worse than being the character whose death originated the “fridging” trope. In Green Lantern Vol. 3 #54, Kyle Rayner comes home to find that Alexandra, his girlfriend, has been killed by the villain Major Force and stuffed into the refrigerator.

Alexandra DeWitt is the character whose misogynistic treatment coined the term where a character, usually female, is killed off purely to make the main character, usually male, feel bad. Even if there are other characters who have been subjected to similar levels of misogyny, Alexandra DeWitt’s treatment has been essentially immortalized.

3.) I know she’s not going to win but shout out to my home girl, literally the trope namer for women shoved in fridges. All anyone ever knows about her is that she was Kyle’s girlfriend and got murdered for his character development, even though she had plenty of potential to be her own character.

[holylulusworld]

Indecent Proposal (23)

Summary: Your boyfriend wants to be part of their empire. You are the pawn he’s willing to sacrifice.

Pairing: Mobster!Stucky x fem!Reader

Characters: M'Baku

Warnings: established Stucky, caring mobsters, pregnant reader, polyamory, fluff, angst, implied character’s death, gore (blood, multiple stabbing), implied torture

Indecent Proposal (22)

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Please heed the warnings for this part!

“What do think, Alpine? Will your daddies come back soon? It’s been a few hours now,” you press the white furball to your chest. You nuzzle the cat’s head and sigh. “You’re very fluffy. No wonder Bucky likes you so much.”

Alpine allows you to place them in your lap. The cat repeatedly nuzzles your swollen belly and purrs low in its throat. “You like the babies already, huh? I bet you will love it when they grab you with their chubby hands.”

You chuckle. “Be patient, sweetie. They won’t hurt you, promised. Maybe they want to cuddle you. You’re just so…fluffy and pretty.”

Kissing the cat’s head you sniffle. “Do you think they are alright? I hope so. I can’t raise two kids knowing their daddies are…” You shake your head. “No. We don’t think about it, Y/N. Steve and Bucky promised to come back to you, and they will.”

Alpine lifts its head to look at you. The white furball meows loudly before lying back down. “You think so too, right Alpine? Soon they will be back.”

“Come on, do your worst,” Rumlow laughs in Bucky’s face. He knows this is the end, but he won’t go down crying. “I have the truth on my side.”

“You see,” Bucky presses the tip of his knife into Rumlow’s chest, drawing the first droplets of blood. “I get that you wanted to avenge the woman you loved.” He circles Rumlow, while M’Baku aims his handgun at his head to make sure Rumlow doesn’t try anything stupid.

“I would’ve done the same if anyone harmed Steve, and I did,” Bucky stops right in front of Rumlow to ram his knife into the man’s shoulder. Rumlow winces when Bucky twists the knife. “I showed mercy when she tried to get rid of my husband.”

“Mercy,” Rumlow spits in Bucky’s face. “She’s dead!”

“Yeah, because that bitch was batshit crazy!” M’Baku growls. “Bucky and I had to drag her off Steve! She was like a feral animal only because Bucky’s dick was too good.”

“Thanks, man,” Bucky laughs at M’Baku’s comment. “I appreciate your praise, but we have more important things to do right now.”

“Buck—” Steve huffs.

“What I tried to tell you is that I understand where you are coming from, Rumlow,” Bucky slides the knife back out. He watches the blood paint Rumlow’s shirt red.

“But, you didn’t go after us,” Steve rams another knife into Rumlow’s side, stabbing him twice before retracting the knife. “You tried to not only kill our wife, but our unborn children too.”

“Stop toying with that piece of shit. He’s not worth your time. Bastard tried to kill the sweet woman and her babies because his girlfriend found a better dick and went crazy.”

In the background, the rest of the men chuckle. M’Baku is not wrong. There is no use in wasting time on Rumlow and his unjustified revenge campaign.

Rumlow wheezes, he feels lightheaded. He’s close to passing out when Bucky slaps him across the face. “Don’t you dare pass out on me? You won’t get away so easily. What kind of man goes after a woman and her unborn babies?”

“A pathetic little man not getting over the fact his woman wanted something more than him,” Steve wraps his hand around Rumlow’s throat from behind. “You see, no one gets in between me, Bucky, and Y/N. Not you. Not your girl. No one.”

“You made one mistake,” Bucky twirls the knife before stabbing Rumlow’s other shoulder, “you came to our town and tried to hurt what belongs to us.”

“You don’t hurt a woman to avenge another,” Steve whispers in Rumlow’s ear as he slowly sinks his knife into Rumlow’s back. “Do you know why Bucky let her go after she tried to kill me?” He twists the knife meanly. “Because he would never hurt a woman.”

“To be fair, I killed that fake nurse,” Bucky smirks darkly. He twists the knife, earning a yelp from Rumlow. “I don’t know if it was your idea, or hers. But that one is on you. I’d never killed her if she didn’t try to kill our wife and babies.”

“Buck let’s end this,” Steve looks at his husband. He doesn’t want to drag Rumlow’s end out. “We are done here, aren’t we.”

“Not yet…”

You hear voices, and then heavy footsteps. Your heartbeat quickens and you hold your breath. Is this the moment you’ve been waiting for, or did your men’s enemies win the upper hand?

“Alpine, you punk,” Bucky curses in front of the bedroom. “Why are you wearing a diamond necklace? Hey, did you rob our wife?”

Steve chuckles while his husband fights with Alpine over the necklace. “Well, it suits the furry beast.”

“STEVIE! BUCKY!” You open the door to look at your men. Bucky is busy tugging at the necklace around Alpine’s neck while Steve watches his husband with amusement. “You’re back!”

Looking them up and down you frown. They look uninjured and are in a good mood. It seems everything went according to plan. “Why did you not call? Me and Alpine were worried sick. You missed lunch, and dinner!”

Hands on your hips you rant about missed dinners, worrying you and the poor cat, and anything in between.

“Aw, we have missed you too, Y/N,” Steve takes the chance to hug you first. His husband is still busy scolding the poor cat for stealing your necklace. “I see you found a way to kill the time.”

“Alpine kept me company. Giving the pretty kitty my diamond necklace was the least I could do. Doesn’t Alpine look good? I brushed their fur, and we watched movies together.” You hide your face in Steve’s chest, inhaling his scent deeply. “You smell good, Stevie.”

“I smell good too, baby doll,” Bucky pecks your neck. He hides that Steve and he showered and changed clothes after disposing of Rumlow’s body. “How can we make things up to you?”

You smirk. “I know a way…”

Part 24

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[lazydoodlesandfanfic]

There For Me (Harley Quinn X Batsis!Reader)

Characters: Harley Quinn X Batsis!Reader, Batfam X Batsis!Reader

Universe: DC, Batman

Warnings: Unhealthy family relationships (Parentification) Mild mention of a past abusive relationship (Harley & Joker) Mention of stalking, mention of death

Request: A bruce wayne and daughter, she is an adult. Mainly responsible for her siblings. She is sick of being the responible one. She is really good friends with harley and ivy and they take her in. She is secrectly dating harley. Batman comes too take her back but she tells him she is very happy and harley protects her girlfriend. Bruce accepts and lets them be.

Notes: Kind of strayed from the request near the end, I kind of got carried away with this lol

Ever since you were a child, you were well aware that your relationship and role within your family was different to a lot of other families. It wasn’t the norm by any sense, even for Gotham. Your mom was never in the picture, leaving you in the hospital you were born in with a note about where to find your dad, and after a test to confirm it, you were sent to live with your dad, who at the time was the opposite of responsible, and was a mess still, if the whole getting a woman pregnant who then left you without a second thought wasn’t something to go by. It was no surprise that Alfred ended up being your actual primary caregiver for your early years. That, and the whole secret life as Batman he actually had the foresight to know it was best you didn’t know about. 

You found out when you were 10, coming down in the middle of the night for something to drink after a nightmare, finding your dad badly beaten and barely conscious in the kitchen, also looking for something to drink. You stared at each other for a moment in horror, but after a moment, you swallowed, grabbing a cup, getting some cold water, and went back to bed without a word. Bruce told Alfred what happened, and Alfred explained everything after school the next day. That day changed a lot for you. You realised partly why your dad was almost always absent, that Alfred was helping him keep your city safe, and that anytime you needed help with something was basically time taken away from Alfred that he could be spending making sure your dad wasn’t bleeding out somewhere or in need of help. As soon as you got home that day, you immediately began the process of becoming as independent as possible. 

By the time your dad brought Dick home, you were entirely independent, but also very emotionally cut off from your dad and Alfred. You didn’t interact with Dick for a few days until he was up in the middle of the night due to a nightmare, and you came down as well, fixing a snack to share and then going back up to his room to keep him occupied till he was ready to go back to bed. It was after that point that Dick started to open up a bit more, especially with you. After Dick had grown into an adult and you two spent a night off drinking and catching up, he admitted to you that when he first joined the family, he wasn’t sure on what your role was in it, thinking maybe you were a recent adoptee as well and just weren’t adjusting well, and it took over a month for him to realise you were Bruce’s biological kid. 

When Jason arrived, you already had a rough idea of what to do as your role as a big sister to dysfunctional traumatised little brothers, though Jason’s anger issues did make it a bit more difficult to bond with him. However, you quickly found that if you challenged his own anger with your silent resentment and frustration with your dad for not actually doing what a dad is supposed to, you two would actually bond over your frustrations, cause a bit of havoc together to blow of some steam. 

Jason exposed you to two things. One, he showed you that you had every right to be more angry with Bruce about the fact that you had to raise yourself and now the kids he was bringing into the manor than you are. Two, it was because of you two causing a bit of mischief that you met Harley Quinn.

You had been doing some art outside to release some of your emotions in a healthy way, or as Bruce would call it, Vandalism in the form of graffiti, when you heard police sirens, and you both scattered to get away from the scene, getting separated and you ended up on the bad side of town, and was just trying to find a safe route home without having to call anyone, especially Bruce or Alfred, for help, and hoping that Jason was okay. Unfortunately, you ended up crossing paths with a group of business students, who decided to catcall, harass, and after you ignored them completely, decided to start following you. Fortunately, it was then that you took a sharp turn to try and lose them and bumped right into Harley, who was with her own posse of goons. You two stared at each other for no longer than a second, and in that second, you two had entire conversation purely through your eyes. Then she heard the men behind you, far enough away to not see who you had bumped into to realise they should run, but close enough for Harley to hear them laugh and tell the men surrounding her to grab you for them. He face contorted to anger for a moment.

“They bothering you?” She asked shortly, and you nodded, honestly scared to mutter a word. She took your arm, pulling you behind her. “Boys, time to teach these men some manners!” She ordered, and in a matter of seconds, Harley’s goons were chasing the men down the street and out of sight. You couldn’t help the small laugh that left your mouth at the sight. “You alright? Did they grab ya?” 

“No- no, they were just being creeps. Thanks.” You told her as she turned back to you, the streetlamp now lighting up your face better, and she was able to see your face clearer, and also now actually identify you, and you saw her eyes widen and realised she knew who you were. 

“Aren’t you Wayne’s daughter? What you doing out here? I’m sure daddy wouldn’t approve of you being out here.” She stated, hands on her hips, almost motherly, which was funny considering that you weren’t even a teenager anymore, now a young woman in your early twenties, only about 5-6 years younger than Harley. 

“I was supposed to be supervising my little brother while he released some stress in some street art.” You told her. She arched an eyebrow. 

“You and the younger Wayne were doing vandalism?” She clarified, and she saw the twinge of a smirk on your face before you tucked it back, and she grinned. “I like you, little trouble maker! Where’s your brother now?” 

“I don’t know, honestly. We heard sirens nearby and scattered. He’s a lot more street smart than me though- obviously.” You said, gesturing down the street to the incident Harley just prevented. 

“Why not call your dad?” She asked, and you couldn’t help the loud and quick laugh that left you, which told her a lot. “You two… not close?” 

“No… never were, honestly… I uh, I’ve always looked after myself, and these days I’m looking after my adoptive siblings. Bruce isn’t good with the whole kids having emotions things, so I’m trying to help Jason get his anger out in ways that don’t involve needing first aid kits constantly stocked up.” You explained to her, hands in your pockets, rocking back and forth, finding it hard to stand still. You had no clue why you were admitting all this to Harley, especially since she was literally an enemy of your dad, but the way she had immediately defended you, and was taking the time to listen to you made you feel safe with her. 

“That sucks, toots… you must be pretty lonely… say, if you ever find yourself back out here or just want a call or something and rant, call this number, okay? I might not answer right away, this is kind of a private cell, so don’t tell anyone, but I’ll get back to you, okay?” She said, plucking a gel pen from a pocket of her loud chequered jacket, grabbing your arm to pull your hand out your pocket and noting down a number on your palm. When she was done, she tucked it back into her pocket. “Come on, I’ll walk you to the edge of the nicer part of town, okay?” She said, wrapping her arm in yours and pulling you along with her. She did as she said, walking you to a safer part of town, reminding you to call her if needed (also if you couldn’t find Jason so she could look for him for you) and you parted ways.

She was the one you ended up calling when Jason was killed.

You didn’t talk to anyone for over a month after his death, other than the odd text to Dick to respond to him or to just make sure he was alright, but one night when things were really bad for you- your dad basically nearly killing himself every night, Alfred locked up in the cave trying to prevent him from actually dying, Dick away doing his own thing after arguing with Bruce, you were entirely alone in your mourning, completely lost in what you’re supposed to do next. You had no little brother to keep your mind busy with worrying and caring for, no one to make you feel needed. No one to make you feel wanted. You were completely alone.

You had called her as a last ditch effort, seeing no harm in at least trying, remembering she was once a psychiatrist. And sure, she was once affiliated with the Joker, but she had distanced herself from him, clearly a victim herself, and had been keeping a low profile ever since. You weren’t even sure she would pick up, probably changing her number, but she did pick up. “Hello?” 

“Harley?” You asked in a whisper. “This is… um, it’s Y/N. Wayne… you um, helped me out a while ago with some creeps, gave me this number…” You recollected to her. 

“I remember… heard about your brother… Not gonna say sorry, I’m pretty sure you’ve heard it a billion times and I’m probably a person you don’t wanna hear it from… you doing okay?” 

“Not really…” You admitted, sniffling. “I’m not doing good… I know you said to call if I needed help with something… I just… I’m alone and I don’t want to be. Is there somewhere we can just meet even if it’s just for an hour?” You asked. 

“Yeah of course!” You weren’t honestly expecting her immediate agreement. “We can have a girl’s night, me, you, and Ivy- I’ve been staying with her for a while now, I’m sure she won’t mind! Where do you want to meet?” 

You met her a few blocks away, and she walked with you to a small one bedroom apartment where Ivy was waiting already, lounged on the cramped couch. She didn’t ask questions as Harley introduced you as Bruce Wayne’s daughter, who was in need of some TLC after everything that happened with Jason, in fact the only questions she asked was “Do you want to get wasted or hold onto the pillow of emotions and tell us all about it?” 

“The pillow of emotions?” You asked, and she held up the pillow right next to her- a blanket, that even in the dim lighting you could tell was as soft as a childhood teddy, the perfect size and shape to squeeze tightly as you cried your eyes out. You pointed to it, and she handed it over, and it wasn’t long till you were on the couch next to Ivy, Harley sat on the floor, both women listening and nodding along as you hugged the pillow, sobbing and ranting about everything. From you basically being raised by Alfred, to you being more like a mother than a sister to Dick and Jason despite not even being that much older than Dick, and how because of that, you felt like a failure when Jason died, like you failed at being his protector, and how now you were all alone- Dick doing his own thing, your dad acting like Jason never even existed, and Alfred being too busy making sure your dad was actually caring for himself to notice you might even need help. 

Honestly, a part of you expected these women, who themselves had been through hell and way worse than you, to roll their eyes, point out how you had daddy’s money to buy a therapist and figure it out yourself, but they didn’t. In fact in the end, when you finally got it all off your chest, both wrapped you in their arms, promising you that they were there, that they cared, and that this apartment always had space for you if you ever wanted to get away. You found yourself there at least once a week. When Bruce brought Tim home, you fluctuated between spending almost every day there or being at home keeping an eye and trying to care for the new brother, until Tim expressed his independence and you went back to spending more time with the girls. 

5 years after Jason’s death, a lot of things changed. 

One, your friendship with Harley became more than a friendship, and you three mutually agreed that it was time for an upgrade in apartment, and you officially moved out, creating much more distance between yourself and your dad, though with Tim around and Bruce now getting more of a grip on his self-destructive behaviours, you were able to call and come visit Alfred, Tim and Dick who had moved back in on occasion, though you now mostly interacted with Dick and Tim (who had warmed up to you a lot more) outside of the manor. 

Two, Jason came back. It was shocking for everyone involved, especially since he was full to the brim of rage and fury, especially against Bruce. He worked with Scarecrow to poison the entire city, and the second you heard it was him through Dick, you tried to leave the safety of the apartment that you had promised your girlfriend you wouldn’t leave to try and find him, only for Ivy to find you quickly, seeing you in a panic and trying to run into the city without anyway to protect yourself, and in fear that you’d been affected by the fear toxin, she sedated you herself until it was all over and hopefully the toxin had left your body. When she woke you up with Harley there, your immediate question was if Jason was okay. Harley thought you were having issues with your memory due to the sedation and the toxin, but after talking with you for longer, explaining the call you had gotten from Dick, and also letting slip that your family was also the bat family, and that Jason was the Robin that had been killed, the girls gave you the rundown of what they knew. Bruce was alive. Dick and Tim were alive, and the Arkham Knight, who was apparently Jason, had disappeared, not confirmed alive or dead. Harley escorted you back to the manor to get answers on what happened, and to try and get in contact with Jason. You got confirmation that he was alive, but was still pissed off at Bruce and was not contacting the family for the time being. 

That didn’t sit right with you. So you went out into the city to one of the places you two would hang around, mess around, graffiti, where you’d complain about Bruce together, and had the best time of your lives. And you waited. And waited. You ignored all your phone calls and texts, simply dropping a text to Harley promising you’d be home soon and you were alright before turning your phone off, and waited more. When the air started to become too nippy for you as you continued to pace in the small snicket, head low, arms crossed and noticing you could see your breath now, you finally thought about leaving. Giving up for now, trying another day or another technique. It was then you felt something heavy drop on your shoulders, and someone pat you on the back. You looked up, startled at the tall man beside you, but even more so at his features that you could recognize instantly. “Jason?” You asked, getting a faint smile from him. That was all you needed, pulling the man into a tight hug, his heavy leather jacket nearly falling off your shoulders. 

You caught up with Jason. You told him how you’d moved out of the manor, how no one in the family actually knew where you lived, and you let the cat out the bag about your roommates being Ivy and Harley, who was actually your girlfriend, and how you met Harley that night where you two got separated in the city, and how she was the one you came to when he died. In classic Jason style, he was far more angry over the fact that Bruce totally left you alone to mourn him and you had to turn to another victim of Joker’s for comfort than you living with two criminals and dating one. In fact, he warmed up pretty quickly to it, knowing they at least can protect you ‘unlike Bruce’. He walked you home, promising to be in touch. You went inside, seeing Harley beside herself with worry, and after her throwing herself at you to hold you close and make sure you were alright, you told her everything, and after Jason and you got a form of communication, Harley and Ivy gave Jason the thumbs up to be allowed into the girl cave, the only real rule being to not tell Bruce or the others about the living arrangement in any way, which was easy enough. 

For a while, things were tense but working in the Wayne family. Jason was still limited to no contact with Bruce, only talking to Dick on occasion when they ran into each other, but almost all contact between them was through you, which resulted in you having more contact with Bruce, though things were still incredibly tense between you two, so often Dick and Tim became a filter for you both, which you despised. Still, the boys would always called you when they needed you, and so it was them who called you to let you know that Bruce had another child- this one biologically his. Your half brother. Damian. 

You let yourself into the manor, quickly rushing down into the cave to hear everyone bickering, Dick and your now youngest brother in the midst of a fight, though when Bruce spotted you and called your name, they stopped and looked at you. Damian stepped towards you, and Dick immediately held one of his Escrima sticks in front of him to stop him, and Tim stepped forward to be in front of you slightly, telling you that those two didn’t trust him to not hurt you. You patted Tim on the shoulder to tell him it was alright before stepping around him, and then you looked at Dick. “Put it away.” You told him. He did as told, though hesitantly. Damian remained still, though he glared at you. You showed him the palms of your hands casually. “No weapons on me, other than a taser, but that’s for creeps in the street.” You told him. 

“Who are you?” He demanded. “Another stray my father picked up off the streets?” Ah. Volatile, lashing out, not caring about hurting feelings. Reminded you of a certain someone…

“In a way, I guess. I’m your sister. Your half sister. Biologically related.” You explained, nodding your head in your father’s direction, who was stood off to the side. His eyes widened, before his eyebrows knitted together and his frown deepended. 

“I wasn’t aware father had an older child.” 

“Yeah, he had me pretty young, and I’ve mostly been out of the spotlight- I like keeping a low profile.” You explained to him, stepping forward casually. “I always joked that father dearest never wanted a girl and always wanted to only have boys- why he had Dick, Tim and Jason, so hopefully now you’re here, I don’t have to worry about raising anymore boys on his behalf.” You joked, offering a hand to him. You felt Dick and Tim tense at your action and proximity. Damian stared at your hand, then back at you, before taking your hand and you shaked it with a smile. “Welcome to the family, Damian. I’m Y/N, the eldest Wayne sibling, and your big sister. If you need anything, anything at all, you call for me, okay? I’ll be there.” 

You kept that promise to him, like you had the boys. He didn’t call you or contact you for a good few months. He only really interacted with you when either Bruce, Alfred or one of the other boys called for you and you went to the manor to negotiate, or to meet one of them on patrol to talk, and he was tagging along with them because Bruce didn’t trust him alone, but he witnessed his ‘brothers’ call you the second they had a problem, especially at home with Bruce, and every time you picked up, arranged to meet them, and came over. At first he hated how you got into fights with Bruce, especially when advocating for Jason, but when he realised that you were doing it on the boys behalf, especially when you got into a fight with Bruce for him regarding his grades and getting calls from teachers, he finally asked Dick for your phone number, and he asked to speak with you while he was on patrol. You agreed, arranging to meet him nearby. 

“You okay Damian?” You asked as soon as you saw him in the snicket. He nodded, not saying anything at first. “You haven’t ever called me before, so something big must have happened.” 

“Why do you fight for me and the others on our behalf to father?” He asked bluntly. You stared surprised for a moment, before walking closer to him. 

“I don’t have a good relationship with…father. Never have, and I’ve accepted I’ll probably never will. A long time ago, I just kept my mouth shut, let him ignore my existence despite living in the same building, and I was mostly alone. The Dick came along, and he was far more present for him than he ever was for me, but still, he wasn’t… there, there. He was still lacking, mostly emotionally, and I found myself just… filling the gap. Making up where he missed the mark. I looked after Dick when he was going through mourning of his parents, I was the one who helped Jason get some of his anger out, I was the only one who accepted Tim into the family from the get-go… I’m the one the boys call when they need help. Not Bruce… My girlfriend- don’t tell dad about her- is a psychiatrist, and she calls it parentification. It’s when a child, often the oldest, takes on a role similar to that of a parent, caring for younger siblings, and at times, the parents themselves. It complicates relationships between the younger ones and the eldest as well- like you boys turning to me rather than Bruce when you have issues. It usually damages the relationships in the family later on.” You explained to him. 

“Do you resent father for doing that?” He asked. You knew you couldn’t lie to Damian- he wasn’t naive by any sense, and you guessed he’d tell you were lying. 

“Honestly? Yes. Absolutely. I didn’t have a childhood, and I had to grow up quickly to care for the boys he chose to have.”

“Do you resent Dick, Jason and Tim? Do you resent me? You said yourself you think he only wanted boys, and while I’m biologically his like you, he’s present for me like he was Dick.” He inquired. You stepped even closer till you were both straining your necks to meet eye contact. You reached out, holding his face with your hands, warming his cheeks with your calms. 

“Never… Those few years before Dick came home… were some of the worst years of my life. I was… so alone. When you boys showed up, I wasn’t alone anymore. I had purpose, something to keep me busy. Whenever I get a text from Jason complaining about Bruce, or Dick asking me to stop by, or simply Tim asking to get him coffee… I don’t mind, because they need me, and they trust me, and they love me, and I love them. They’re my brothers. Your my youngest brother, and I love you unconditionally, okay?” You promised him, and he nodded, before stepping back, turning on his heel, and going to leave the alley, before he paused, turning and looking over his shoulder at you. 

“I won’t tell father about your girlfriend… Does anyone else know?” 

“Only Jason. I don’t trust the others to not freak out about her, especially Bruce.” You told him. He nodded, and carried on his way. He started to text you from time to time like Jason did. Short and blunt. He never told you straight out he loved you- Dick said it all the time when saying goodbye, Jason said it on occasion, usually concealing it with sentences, Tim said it usually in the middle of the compliment, but never Damian. Instead he would simply text you ‘hope you’re safe’ at the end of the beginning of a conversation. When you realised that was him saying he loved you, you realised he said it the most out of the boys. 

More time passed, things were going good in your family if you ignored Bruce, and things were going extremely well with you and Harley. You were both now looking for a new place to live away from Ivy- her idea, she was planning to move in with Selina. However, the move was postponed when signs of Joker being near your current apartment started to show up, and Harley became anxious, and with very good reason. You hurriedly moved Harley and Ivy into Selina’s apartment and you temporarily moved back into the manor. Just in time it seemed- your old apartment complex was the victim of arson, the substances used to light the fire making it burn green. It was obvious who set it. 

Jason heard first, rushing to the manor, ignoring Bruce’s calls to come and find you, holding you tightly, relieved that you were safe, before he explained what had happened, and that it was an attack by Joker. He said that, in front of not only Bruce, but all your other brothers. They all, including Bruce, freaked out.

“Joker targetted you?!” Dick freaked out.

“No he-” 

“You’re staying at a safehouse for now, alright? We’ll fit it up and make it homely.” Tim decided.

“No, that’s not needed-”

“Y/N, you’re in danger, you can’t leave our sight.” Bruce ordered. 

“He wasn’t targeting me!” You snapped, making them all stop. “He wasn’t targeting me. He was targeting my roommate… my girlfriend.” 

“Your girlfriend?” Bruce asked. 

“Why?” Damian asked. You glanced at Jason anxiously, the only person who knew all the details. He instantly wrapped an arm around your shoulder, ready to put himself between you and everyone else if they tried anything, and get you out of there in a timely fashion if necessary. 

“My girlfriend is Harley. Quinn. We’ve been dating for a few years.” You admitted. Everyone stood stiff for a moment. 

“What?!” Bruce finally snapped, moving forward. Jason immediately held his arm out, pulling you behind him. 

“You stay the fuck away from my sister, Bruce.” He glared. 

“You knew?” Tim asked at Jason. 

“I did too.” Damian spoke up, trying to show solidarity with you and Jason, jumping to be beside you as well. “I didn’t know it was Harley, but from what she’s told me, she treats her well and loves Y/N.” Damian defended. 

“I’ve met her. Harley loves Y/N. She was there for Y/N when I died, unlike you. She looks after Y/N.” Jason defended. Bruce stared at you. 

“Where’s Harley?” 

“I’m not telling you. Her life's in danger, she’s in hiding… we’re going to meet up soon and… we’re leaving Gotham. Temporarily. Just until Joker forgets she exists, then we’re getting a new apartment, maybe somewhere closer to Jason.” You explained. 

“You can’t leave Gotham with her!” Bruce snapped. 

“Why not?” Tim asked. Bruce’s head snapped around to him. “If Joker gets an inkling that Harley has a girlfriend, especially if it’s Y/N Wayne, he’ll go after her. It’s better safe than sorry.” 

“Anything we can do from here? We can get you two a safehouse in another city till things calm down.” Dick offered. You smiled at him and nodded, and he smiled sadly. “We should cause a scene to keep him occupied so he doesn’t have time to realise Harley’s gone off the grid. One of us should also escort you both just in case. 

“I’ll do that.” Jason decided. “Atleast you know if worst comes to worse and Joker tries to stop you leaving, I’ll fucking kill him.” 

“Do none of you care about what I think?” Bruce asked. 

“No. We don’t. This has nothing to do with you. This is to do about the safety of Y/N and her girlfriend from her girlfriend’s abusive ex. This is about what is best for them, and what we can do to make things easier for them. You’ve never cared about her. You’ve never put her first and done what’s best for her. Leave us to deal with this, and stay out of it.” Jason snapped at him. Bruce looked around, seeing to see if anyone- even you- would tell Jason off. No one did. Without another word, Jason pushed you to go with Damian and Tim to go pack some things while he went to get a car from the garage for you and Harley and your things, and Dick got his phone out to start making calls for somewhere safe for you to stay. Bruce stared at Dick, the only one left in the room. He saw that Bruce was waiting for him to talk to him, say anything to him. 

“Y/N has always been there for us, no matter what. This is the only time she’s ever said she’s needed our help. We’re taking it.” He told him simply, before putting his phone to his ear and leaving the room, leaving Bruce alone, unsure on what to do or what to say. 

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[gayassbish]

Genshin Siblings’ Reactions to Their Sister Having a Girlfriend!

Genre: Fluff, slight crack, (minor Angst in Jean and Barbara’s part)

Reader: Female*

Characters: Ayato & Thoma with Ayaka, Lyney & Freminet with Lynnett, Jean with Barbara, and Extra! Aether with Lumine

Ayato & Thoma-

On a typical evening when Ayato was finishing his daily quota and Thoma was doing his last rounds around the residence, Ayaka boldly enters in, hand in hand with you.

Ayato immediately takes notice, wondering ‘who tf is this bitc-‘ Kidding, he’s just like ‘who are you?’ in his head. And Thoma smirks, as if he already knows something.

The thing is, Ayaka decided to come out to Ayato when she would eventually have a girlfriend to introduce to him.

So when Ayaka asks if the four of you could have dinner together, with her new “friend,” Ayato instantly thinks something is up. His main suspicions are that you ran away from home with your raggedy looking- But he is worried you’re either homeless or in danger. Not really thinking Ayaka wants to introduce a friend, not even taking notice of the way Ayaka looks at you, and not noting your body language around her.

After introductions, the four of y’all are sat around the square table (Kotatsu). Thoma brings a cake with writing saying, ‘Yay! You’re Gay,’ in frosting but it slips pass Ayato as he doesn’t take his eyes off you two.

Once Thoma sits down, Ayaka clears her throat and breaks the big news. “Okay… big brother please don’t be mad. I know you wanted me to remain single for the rest of my life and be lonely till the ends of time-“

Ayato interrupts, not happy with the accusation that is thrown at him. “What? What nonsense why would I want you to be alone? They would just have to be a sensible guy-“

“Ugh! would you let me finish?” Ayaka rolls her eye and interrupts her big brother back. Thoma gives you a soft smile, mouthing the words ‘You better get used to this.’ “Anyways.. like I was saying. I found someone and they’re not a guy so-” Ayaka turns to look at you and Ayato’s jaw drops.

“You’re not homeless?” Ayato exclaims, shock and surprise written on his face. Evidently, the news for Ayaka and you together hasn’t hit him yet.

“Ayato!” Thoma and Ayaka yell simultaneously, while you laugh. Ayato almost looks embarrassed at his words, but you chime in before he can say anything else stupid.

“No, but I am your sisters girlfriend if you’re okay with that…” You look to Ayaka and give her hand a squeeze. She’s been pretty nervous about this whole meeting and stressing about how her overprotective brother would take it. Therefore she came out to Thoma before hand and asked if he would be willing to help break the news to him.

Ayaka and Thoma eagerly eat up Ayato’s reaction. “So.. you won’t be pregnant right?”Ayato nods to himself. And everyone but him deadpans. “Yea, I’m okay with this. Why wouldn’t I be?” He smiles at y’all and watches how his sister gleams.

Ayaka runs over the table to give her brother a hugeee hug. “Oh my god! Ugh I can’t believe I was scared to tell you!.” Ayato gives his sister a hug back and she sits back down.

“Wait.. Thoma?” Ayato looks to the blonde who’s already laughing. “Did you-?”

“Know? Yea… look at the cake I made buddy.” Thoma points to the clearly rainbow colored cake. “It’s a fruit cake. To celebrate this fruity day.” Thoma explains all excited and quite proud of his work.

“Well I see that now.. gosh.” Ayato mumbles and digs in. He slices different pieces for everyone.

The rest of dinner ends in laughter and more of Ayato’s dumb questions. Like “how do women fu-“Where did you guys meet,” and “Who confessed first,” as both Ayato and Thoma anxiously hear your story.

P.S. Ayato’s biggest fear is that Ayaka would get swept up by some dead beat guy and boom hed become an uncle one day, so he’s really happy you’re here to prevent that hypothetical nonsense.

Lyney & Freminet-

When Lynnett calls her brothers out for a cup of tea, they immediately think something must be wrong.

After all, Lynnett never plans meetings. She doesn’t have too since they all live in the same house.

So they conspire with one another for the reason for this meeting on the way to the cafe. And when they enter the building and see their shy Lynnett laughing and giggling, sat next to someone… Lyney’s first thought is, ‘who is this clone of Lynnett?’ And Freminent looks as if he’s lost his marbles. After all, everyone that Lynnett knows, the brothers already know… well almost everyone, until you stringed along.

They both know that their sister likes women. So you being a girl is no surprise. Mainly because Lynnett’s not the most discrete about her likings. If she likes something, they’ll find herself in her own world staring at the object of her desire or find herself obsessed with it, like tea. (Actually I think that’s just a bRiTisH thing.)

Anywho, neither of the siblings have EVER seen Lynnett like this and their eyes immediately trace to the cause of her giddy behavior. You.

Lyney hesitates a minute before asking,“Uhhh Lynnett?” Lynnett turns to look at her twin, who wears a nervous smile. Lyney swears he feels a shiver down his spine, still not fully convinced the girl, who looks like an identical copy of him, is his sister. “Who that?” He points to you, so shocked he forgot his manners.

“Lyney! Don’t be rude! This is Y/N.” She turns to you, “my girlfriend.” Freminent’s shock didn’t show on his face until now, and Lyney is still in confusion. “I called the two of you here to introduce you guys since Y/N will be around more often.” She takes a sip of her cup of tea, “But that was it, so you guys can leave now.” She smiles and was about to continue talking to you as Lyney and Freminent both immediately pull up a chair.

“Waiter, two cinnamon teas please!” Lyney gets the worker’s attentions and turns back to Lynnett, “Oh we are soo here to stay.” Freminent nods vigorously in agreement and Lynnett sighs.

“Exactly! You can’t just introduce her to us and not tells us anything!” Freminent exclaims, crossing his arms over his chest as he huffs.

Lynnett warned you that they might not take the news too well. It’s been the three of them for god knows how long, and she didn’t think they’d be ready to see her get onto the next phase in her life with you.

But you told her this meeting would be good for the both of you. She wouldn’t have to be so cautious with you around the city anymore and could finally get rid of the rope she used for you climb through her window and meet her. Plus it was about high time her siblings knew about the two of y’all together.

“They have a point Lynnett. How can they accept us if they barley know me?” You look at her and she frowns. She just didn’t want to put you through the trouble of her brothers eating at your head :(. “Please,” You ask her earnestly and she sighs.

“Fine. Out with it you two. What do you want to know?” Lynnett glares at them, communicating with her eyes to not ask anything rude. “You don’t have to answer anything you don’t want to.” She whispers to you and you squeeze her hand in reassurance.

“Oh me first!” Lynnett raises his hand to beat Freminent who slides back into his seat. “Why do you love my sister?” He analyzes you, preparing what he will say if you give him a bad answer.

“Well..” The brothers lean in to hear your answer. “What’s there not to love?” You say with a small chuckle. “But if I had to pick some of my favorite things about her it would have to be… how she looks at me… and how she tries to make sure I’m always okay in her own way. But I think the thing I love the most about her… is her independence.” You look to Lynnett who’s already blushing.

Freminent and Lyney look at eachother and it’s as if they come to an understanding that maybe you really are right for her. They usually aren’t so quick to trust someone at face value with some words, but they know. Lynnett has a wall around people and doesn’t let it down around just anyone. They trust that their sister is good at figuring out people’s good intentions from wrong, and if she’s opened her heart to you. Then they trust her. They trust her judgement of you.

“Well, I’ll admit thats not a bad answer.” Lyney rumbles, rubbing his neck, not so happy with his defeat.

“But I have one last question.” Freminent asks and the attention turns to boy who’s remained mostly quiet throughout this discussion. “It’s a really important one.” He looks to both Lyney and Lynnett, and it’s as if they both already know what he’s about to ask.

“Of course. Ask anything. I’m an open book.” You say with a calm smile.

Freminent takes a deep breath, “If you want to be a part of this family then… do you promise that no matter what you hear… or what you learn.. you’ll try to see things from our side?” All three of them look eagerly towards you.

Lynnett has told you seldom about her life outside of magic, but you know in your heart that no matter what, Lynnett will always be someone you cannot live without.

“We all have a story don’t we? …When you trust me enough to tell me yours, I know that no matter what I hear or see… I will wait for however long it takes to hear that story before coming to any sort of judgement.” You say softly, looking at them all and see the brothers tense figures lighten. When you turn back to Lynnett, her eyes tell you everything you need to know and how touched she is.

“Well shit.” Lyney says. “Welcome to the family.” He exclaims, and their drinks have arrived. The rest of the lunch continues with the exchanging of stories from embarrassing moments Lynnett’s had as a child to great epic moments of the high time in their careers. Though they don’t talk anymore about their past, you know when the time is right the occasion will come. :)

P.S. POV: You actually infiltrated their family to learn their magic tricks >:)

Jean-

When Jean patrols Mondstat’s forests for any lurking danger, she sees her sister sitting next to someone on dock of the lake. Their legs dangling and feet touching the water. She was about to walk up to say hi until she sees her sister kiss the person next to her.

Jean drops her sword and a loud thud startles both you and Barbara as the two of you turn around to look at the cause of the sound, only to find the shocked expression of the Acting Grand Master.

“Sister!” Barbara looks as if she’s seen a ghost and gets up to run to her.

“Wait Barbara your shoes-“ You get cut off by Jean running away and Barbra chasing after her.

You sigh, grabbing Barbara’s shoes and wearing yours, while following the shouting of the ladies. You even pick up Jean’s sword that she’s left on the floor.

You and Barbara haven’t been together for very long, but you’re both serious about each other. However, every time you would mention if it’s time to introduce each other to one another’s family, Barbara would avoid the topic. You later learned it was cause Barbara’s sister is extremely overprotective of her.

And it makes sense after all. Barbara has been known to have stalkers and crazy fans (IFHY ALBERT). You yourself know how naive Barbara can be at times and how she doesn’t really take the best care of herself. After all, most of the time you’re picking up after her.

You find the sisters deep into the forest. Barbara sitting down on a rock, her pale feet covered in mud and gunk. And Jean pacing back and forth with a hand messing up her pony tail.

“I can’t believe you went behind my back!” Jean shouts. “A girlfriend? Seriously Barbara? Do you think you’re mature enough to be in a relationship? Do you think that girl is trustworthy?” Jean turns to her sister.

“How dare you! Y/N is a great partner and we’re doing really good! And I’ve learned so much being with her than I have before!…Gosh I knew you were going to react like this so I hid it from you.” Barbara continues the shouting, but then starts to weep and Jean sighs. Jean hates it when her sister cries. And she hates it even more when she’s the one who makes her sister cry.

“Oh Barbara, please don’t cry-“ Jean kneels down, about to wipe her tears.

“Tell me, is it just a thing in your family to leave your stuff everywhere?” You interrupt, and the stark difference in their reactions almost makes you laugh.

Barbara exclaims your name and runs up to give you a hug, while Jean stands back up and crosses her arms over her chest. She wears a furrowed brow on her face to match the tense body language.

“You got mud all over you.” You tell Barbara softly and Barbara giggles. Once she lets go of the hug, you kneel down to clean her feet with a cloth. You put her shoes on her as well, and when you stand back up, you’re met with a distraught look on Jean’s face. “Here. Your sword.” When you walked to her to hand it back to her, Jean looks even more lost.

Jean, for the past years, has been the one taking care of her sister all the time. And though what you did just now might seem small, Jean didn’t even notice her sister was walking around barefoot. ‘What if Barbara got a thron stuck in her foot and her whole leg got infected?’ She beats herself up about not noticing sooner.

“Thank you,” Jean speaks very softly. Almost as if she’s trying to counteract for her shouting earlier.

“Don’t mention it,” You give her a genuine smile. You get where the older sister is coming from after all. “Now, how do we resolve this?” You look at both the sisters.

Barbara walks closer to where you and Jean stand. “Jean… I know I’m asking a lot from you to accept us given how bad I can be at judging people… but I swear. I swear on Barbatos that Y/N is a good person.” She looks at you and you smile. You can’t help yourself but to pat her head.

“Jean, I know how worried you must be. You’ve just seen your little sister being affectionate with some random stranger… but I promise you that this random stranger.. will take even better care of Barbara than you have over the years.” You make a challenge to yourself at Jean and she finally loosens up.

Jean exhales deeply. And shakes her head at how she jumped to conclusions about you.“I will take you up on that.” She looks at Barbara and then at you and noticed how she hasn’t really seen Barbara this happy and free in a while. Being stressed AF runs in the their family and she tells herself that maybe you’re good for her Barbara. And that maybe it’s time to let her sister experience the world for herself, without Jean’s watchful eye. “But.. I think we’re all do for a shower and a proper dinner after. I have many questions.” You and Barbara agree, sticky from the lake and the humid air as the three you guys walk back.

But this time instead of someone running away from another, someone shouting, and someone crying, you guys walk together. This marks the new beginning of getting to know each other and the rest of your lives.

P.S. Even if Jean ended up accidentally slaying your ass out of anger, C6 Barbara would’ve brought you back <3

A/N: I did a Barbara version where Jean introduces you as her girlfriend but I second guessed myself thinking that might be weird after I did the Jean version… (._.)

Aether-

Aether doesn’t believe his sister got a partner before he did. Questions his rizz. The end ;)

Kidding, he doesn’t even know his sister has a girlfriend because he hasn’t found her-

A/N: How do people write traveller?? What even is their personality, like are they pretty? Yes. Do they speak? No. What do you guys go off of?? [・_・?]

11/08/2023

[dracowars]

Hi hi, how are you? Could you write one where y/n is Draco's girlfriend, but she and Harry, who are best friends, end up arguing and he casts a dangerous spell on her? And when she arrives at the infirmary, still passed out, they discover she is pregnant?

best bad friend | draco malfoy

pairing: draco x reader

word count: 1,0k

summary: where y/n discovers something that will change draco’s and y/n’s life forever

a/n: i just wanted to clarify that the characters here are all in 7th year and thus of legal age

warnings: angst, violence, mentions of pregnancy

universe: harry potter

“Harry, if you would just listen to me for one second-”

Your vocal cords can’t manage more than that when in the next moment you are hit with Stupefy by your opponent, whom you also call your best friend. With force, you are thrown against the wall and fall into unconsciousness right away. Only when you are able to open your eyes again do you realize what actually happened, what Harry did.

What he did to you, his best friend.

The bright light that streams into the room through the large windows dazzles you a little, and the slight breeze that gently shakes the white curtains reaches your ears, shaking the dark chandelier on the ceiling. The beige brick walls of the hospital wing – you realized it is the hospital wing once you sat up in your hospital bed, startled – express a coldness and you quickly notice that you seem to be the only patient right now. The other beds around you are all empty.

Exhausted, you massage your temples with your fingertips, the impact seemingly hit you harder than you originally thought. As you try to stop the pounding in your head, your gaze falls on the two wooden chairs that are close to your bed, as if someone had been sitting there just mere seconds ago.

Surprised, you look around again and do not move a single muscle, but you have to accept the fact that you can’t even hear any sounds from outside. Sighing deeply, you lean back into the uncomfortable mattress and place your palm on your forehead, closing your eyes and reflecting on what happened that transported you into the hospital wing of the castle.

Maybe telling Harry about your relationship with Draco Malfoy had not been such a good idea after all. Especially not when he found it out by himself first and only then did you decide to actually tell him about your relationship status. On the other hand, he would still not know if he had not caught the both of you kissing in an empty hallway. Even though you have sworn to never hide anything from each other, you betrayed him.

Best friends should not betray each other, you think. And yet you did exactly that.

It was perfectly understandable that Harry was angry and upset about this. You would never have blamed him for that. But throwing you across the room with a dangerous curse, ending up in the freaking hospital wing, all alone? Rather despicable.

You are racking your brains about how to face Harry the next time you see him when you are released from this prison that is your hospital bed when suddenly the heavy door finally opens and none other than Harry enters. Well, at least his head is peeking around the corner, and when your eyes meet for a moment, it looks like he would like to vanish into thin air right this second.

Understandably so.

“Y/N, you are awake!”, he says happily, but can’t hide the insecurity within his voice. “I- I will be right back.”

And just like that you are as alone again as you were since waking up, causing you to roll your eyes while crossing your arms in front of your chest in despair. Harry will definitely not get away from you that easily.

Harry does not take long to return, though he does bring Madam Pomfrey with him on the way back, the nurse greeting you with a friendly smile and looking you up and down as if you have lost all your limbs. When she asks you how you are feeling, you only reply that your head is buzzing. Which is the truth, but you honestly do not feel like talking to her about your emotional state right now after you were brought here by your best friend.

Obviously, you are not feeling well.

“If you allow me, I would like to talk to you alone for a few moments, Ms. Y/L/N”, Madam Pomfrey remarks after realizing that you do not feel like talking to her, or anyone at this point, about what happened. However, no one could have prepared you for what she would share with you in private.

At first you want to laugh and deny what she claims happened. That is completely and absolutely ridiculous, you think to yourself. Then, as you look into her serious eyes, your mood immediately changed, and you suddenly feel nauseous. The ground is pulled away from under your feet all of a sudden and you start falling and keep falling and just can’t stop falling. The pounding in your head gets louder, more unbearable by the second, and is now accompanied by a loud beeping in your ears.

Without knowing it and without being able to stop it, tears flow down your cheeks as your world falls apart in the blink of an eye. First, Madam Pomfrey tries to calm you down, to encourage you, but you do not want to hear her words. They will not change anything anyway. When she notices this as well, she finally gives you your space and leaves.

The silence bother you even more, however, since you are suddenly all alone with your thoughts and feelings. The moment there is a knock on the door and Harry enters the hospital wing, you break down completely. Immediately, Harry is at your side, holding you tight in his arms, trying to soothe you with whispers and repeated apologies.

The fact that he attacked you with a spell out of anger is honestly the least of your problems right ow, which is why you let him hold you, why you allow him to support you as your best friend. Everything you can think about in this moment is filled with pure darkness, and if it were not for Draco, who storms inside after hearing about the incident, completely distressed, the darkness would have taken you in whole.

As soon as you find yourself in a loveable embrace, after Harry willingly released you, Draco encourages you and confesses his love for you over a thousand times, over and over again.

“We can get through this, darling. Together”, Draco whispers softly and places several kisses against your temple, kissing away some of your streaming tears. “If anyone can do it, it’s us.”

[imtryingbuck]

Seventy

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Summary: Bucky comes from a well respected family, he falls in love with a girl who prefers the simple things in life. Follow their journey through the years.

Word count: 3,104

Warnings: angst, heavy use of pet names. fluff. swearing. death (cancer)

A/N: No description of reader other than she has curly hair.

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In the fifteen years that has passed Bucky and Y/n became grandparents to a whopping eleven beautiful grandchildren. Each one of them being well and truly spoiled by their grandparents.

Georgia and Billy got married six months after they proposed to each other, two months later they found out they were having a baby. Natalia was born three weeks prematurely, though still tiny she was strong, always kicking her little legs out and had a set of lungs on her. Two years after Georgia gave birth to another baby girl naming her Scarlet after Billy’s favourite superhero character the Scarlet Witch.

Another two years go by and she gives birth to another baby girl named Aurora, or Rory as Y/n always calls her. Four years later Georgia rings her mom to say she’s pregnant again, the whole family getting a shock of a lifetime when they find out that she was pregnant with triplets. Two girls and a boy, Marya, Django and Rebecca, named after Wanda and Pietro’s parents and Bucky’s sister.

Jamie had three children with his now ex-wife, Nicole, though they divorced and she remarried they remained good friends and were amazing at co-parenting with each other. Ryder, Levi and Angel. Angel was born on Bucky’s birthday which he did not shut up about.

Stevie and his boyfriend Ryan had adopted a baby girl when she was a month old, she had the most brightest green eyes Y/n had ever seen. She was born with a cleft lip and her biological mother didn’t want her which was truly a shame as Quinn could melt anyone’s heart just by looking at them.

Sammy and his girlfriend Eva surprised everyone by announcing that she was pregnant, she had been told when she was younger that she was never going to be able to get pregnant which was something she had come to terms with, but she gave birth to a healthy baby boy who they named James, after Bucky and Eva’s dad.

Howard passed away in his sleep two years after Georgia got married. Y/n and Tony held his hands when he passed. He was buried with his one true love, Maria. With Grace on one side and on the other was George and Winnie. 

Grace and Bunny’s Haven became successful, another two Havens in different locations had been build and were now being used by men and women. There were plans to build a fourth Haven but it had to be put on hold.

In a year they must have seen hundreds of faces and heard similar stories. No matter how many times she heard them it didn’t stop her heart from aching each time.

Bucky’s and Y/n’s marriage was just as strong as it had ever been, Steve mocked them once for being sickly sweet so Bucky grabbed Y/n by her hand and pulled her into him and kissed her, both putting on a little show for their friends. That was until Georgia was sick.

She was pregnant at the time.

That’s their defence anyway.

The love that they had for each other continued to grow as the years went on. He was still her Ducky and she was still his Bunny. Natalia once asked Y/n if Bunny was her real name and she had to explain that it was a nickname, then explained why her grandpa called her Bunny, the little girl smiled before running to tell Georgia that her grandmas real name wasn’t Bunny.

Two weeks before Y/n and Bucky celebrated their thirty ninth wedding anniversary Y/n started coughing up blood, Bucky rushed her straight to the hospital panic filling his veins the whole time he drove there.

After blood tests were done a doctor sat the couple down and told Y/n that she had cancer. It was terminal.

It took her back to when Maria had been told the same thing, and just like Maria she didn’t cry no she asked questions whilst Bucky held her hand tighter and tighter to the point where it was hurting her but she never once removed her hand away from his. She needed him. Needed him to help ground her.

Y/n begged Bucky not to tell anyone, at least not until after their anniversary which he hesitantly agreed.

They spent their anniversary at the cabin they had been renting for the past thirty nine years to celebrate the date they became one, through the whole week they were there Bucky cried, he couldn’t understand why it was her that had cancer, to him it wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that she out of all people had been diagnosed with cancer, it’s wasn’t fair after all her kindness and love she shared and gave to others that she was going to be dying a slow death.

He couldn’t understand how she remained so calm throughout her diagnosis and the week they were away.

“I’ve lived an amazing life Ducky, everything will be okay I promise” she told him as she held him in her arms, wiping his tears off his cheeks and kissing his forehead.

A week after finding out that she had terminal cancer she and Bucky sat their kids down, their hearts breaking at seeing and hearing the most important people to them crying, shaking their heads in denial, Y/n got up and grabbed a hold of her children squeezing them into her chest tight, telling them how much she loves each and every one of them. She couldn’t stress enough of how proud she was of them. Bucky joined in on the family hug, all six of them crumbling together on to the floor.

Telling the group plus Tony was difficult too, all of them in denial about what Y/n was telling them. Each of them couldn’t believe that the strongest one out of them all had been diagnosed with a vile disease such as cancer.

Even with getting chemotherapy to try and slow down the cancer she was becoming weaker not like it stopped her from doing her work at Grace and Bunny’s Haven. Bucky tried and failed to get her to slow down but she wouldn’t, couldn’t as she wanted to continue being there for those who came to her for help before she passed.

“Nanny sweetie” Y/n looked down to see Quinn staring up at her with those wide green eyes that she loved so much.

“You want a sweetie darling?”

“Yes pwease nanny”

“Who am I to say no to you huh? Go ahead and get one sweetheart”

“You spoil her too much you know mom” Stevie said as he came into the living room where she was.

“I know I do but look at them cheeks”

Stevie stood by the couch and stared down at his mom, his heart ached at seeing her looking weak, something he never thought he would ever see or say about his mom. To him she was the strongest person he had even known and possibly would ever know. It had been just over a year since her diagnosis and though she was getting chemotherapy it wasn’t doing much other than delay the inevitable.

Two months prior Y/n and Bucky celebrated their fortieth anniversary, their children planned and organised a party for them at their home. Family and friends were all there to celebrate the love and memories of their time together.

Y/n cried at the surprise and seeing all their loved ones all together, Bucky cried knowing it was the last anniversary they were going to celebrate.

“H-how are you feeling today mom?”

“I’m okay don’t worry about me pumpkin”

“Mom-“ he sighed softly he knew she was still putting up a front, still trying to keep up a positive outlook though all those around her could see her smile fading everyday. “How are you, really?”

“I-I’m scared of dying if I’m honest Stevie, b-but like I told your dad I’ve lived a great life so I’m okay with what’s happening”

Stevie sits next to his mom holding her hands as he started to struggle with keeping his tears at bay. The strongest person he knows had just told him that she was scared. He didn’t realise that he had tears falling from his eyes until Y/n reached out and wiped his cheeks.

“Oh don’t cry my dear boy, everything will be okay I just know it”

“B-but you’re going to die mom, your d-dying an-an-and I can’t do anything to s-stop it from happening” Stevie stuttered out, he was always the one out of the four siblings that wanted to help everyone and anyone, he always felt like he had failed somehow if he couldn’t help people.

“St-Stevie look at me- oh my sweet boy everything is going to be okay I promise. You can’t control this and neither can I but everything will be okay”

“B-but what do I do without you momma?”

“Live your life to the fullest, love until your heart and soul are content, make memories and for the love of god keep being yourself Stevie. And when things get tough just look up at the sky night or day and just know I’m looking down on you, even though I’m not going to be here physically doesn’t mean your getting away from me, alright?”

Stevie nods with tears running down his cheeks, hugging his mom tightly and promising her that he will do everything she told him too. They separate when Quinn comes stumbling over with chocolate all over her face, smiling widely not understanding the conversation between her dada and nanny.

A month after having that conversation with Stevie, Y/n took a turn for the worse. Bucky knew the end was near for his Bunny, when that realisation hit him he went to the toilet and puked up.

On Wednesday 20th August, Bucky stood from the doorway watching his wife, his one and true love, his Bunny sleeping in their bed, his coloured eyes went from her face to her chest to make sure it was still rising.

“Y-you watching me sleep Ducky?” Her soft voice whispered filling in the quiet room.

“Of course my sweet Bunny”

“Duck-“

“Not today baby please”

“I-I don’t think I have another d-day in me Duck”

“Pl-please Bun”

Y/n smiled weakly, slowly patting the bed for him to come over. Holding his hand she raised his hand to her lips where she placed a lingering kiss to his knuckles.

“I-I don’t want the kids being in the room when I go Ducky, please promise me that they won’t be here.”

“Why?”

“It’s not fair on them to see me go Ducky, so please promise me”

“I-I promise Bunny, I promise”

Hand in hand for about thirty minutes, Bucky slowly stood and stumbled downstairs to grab his phone. Ringing Georgia his voice shook as he told her that she needed to get everyone to the house so that they could say their goodbyes, leaning heavily against the counter his heart cracking when he could hear his oldest child breaking down on the other end of the phone, he could hear Billy’s voice cracking in the background as he tried to get their children ready.

Coming off the phone to Georgia he rang Jamie to tell him the same, he knew he was currently with the twins. He rang Tony, then Steve asking his longest friend if he could tell everyone else, he simply couldn’t have that conversation once again. Climbing the stairs and heading into their bedroom Bucky sighed a breath of relief when he noticed her chest still rising and falling, he let her know that everyone was on their way. 

“Duck, have I ever told you how much I love you?”

“Every day for the past forty three years” Bucky admits with a smile.

“Thank you for the best years of my life James, you’ve al-always made me happy you know? You’re my world, my light, my better half my love, I’ve lived a life full of happiness and I’ve known true love because of you, so thank you Ducky”

Bucky makes no attempt to wipe the heavy stream of tears away, he tries to find the words to tell her how much she means to him but before he could find them the bedroom door opens revealing his greatest achievements.

Their children.

Bucky sits back and lets his children and best friends say their goodbyes in their own ways, his heart feeling heavier and heavier the longer they are there. He sits there with his hand in hers watching his Bunny smile at each member of their very large family, he knows that she accepted her fate the moment the doctor told her the news, he knows even though she’s scared of death and of the unknown that comes with it, scared of leaving her loved ones behind and of the thought of never seeing any of them again.

Despite the ending of her story coming to an end so soon she still keeps a smile on her lips, trying to show her family that it’s okay, it’s okay that she’s going to be going to sleep soon and never waking back up.

After an hour of being surrounded by the people who meant the world to her she gives Bucky a look silently telling him that it was time. Choking back a sob he tells his children and best friends that they needed to leave, each of them confused until Y/n speaks up and tells them that she doesn’t want any of them being there, each of them trying to protest - fear and the truth of what was happening making them stay in place, until Bucky gave them all a single look. 

The family they created stumbled out of the room, holding on to each other. Before shutting the door behind him Tony took one last long at his baby sister, his heart breaking at the sight in front of him.

Bucky climbing into the bed next to his only love clinging to her like a lifeline.

“I love you Bunny, I love you so much Y/n thank you for everything. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be yours. I-I love you, I love you.” Bucky whispers as he sees the eyes belonging to the only woman who he’s ever loved purely and deeply, the woman who he watched give life four times, the woman who gave his life meaning. The woman who he’s loved since he was an innocent little child who didn’t really know the meaning of love, starting to flutter closed.

“I’ll be with you soon my love” he again whispers, so terrified to speak any louder as she would hear the way his voice cracks, he needed to be strong for her. He couldn’t let her down.

Georgia walked into the room with slow timid steps. Falling to her knees with a loud thud she releases a gut wrenching sob which has her brothers, uncles and aunts flinching and bowing their heads.

“Wh-when do we get to give nanny her birthday presents?” Rory asks innocently, completely unaware of why everyone was crying.

Standing in front of so many people, many she knew, many she didn’t. Georgia though her heart ached as she stood at the podium next to her mommas coffin she smiled. Smiled at seeing that so many people had come to say goodbye and pay their respect to her beautiful mom, smiled at seeing them all dressed in bright clothes. Georgia told everyone that she didn’t want anyone wearing black.

Georgia smiled at seeing all the people who had gone to Y/n to seek help had arrived at the church. The air got caught in her throat when she saw the four women and the first man who were the first people to arrive at Y/n’s sanctuary were all sitting together.

“My mom was the greatest woman I had ever met, strong and beautiful. Her heart knew no bounds, she always saw the good in people. My mom was my best friend, the person so many people could turn to for help or a shoulder to cry on o-or just someone to hold them. My mom is and will always be my hero. Her laugh was infectious and so was her smile, my mom would make jokes about things that weren’t really funny but she would laugh and you just couldn’t help but laugh along. She truly was an inspiration to me and too many others. Her love for my dad was beyond words, she loved him so deeply and wholeheartedly, so purely. I am beyond proud to say that I am the daughter of Y/n Barnes”

She looks towards Billy who nods slowly as to encourage her to continue. She wipes the tears from her eyes.

“My dad was incredible, funny, loving and one of the kindest men I had ever met. My dad was the reason why my mom was able to create Grace and Bunny’s Haven, he supported her every step of the way, supported strangers and friends. His love like my mom’s knew no bounds-“ the feeling of her throat drying and closing has her coughing lightly.

“I’m sorry. The love my dad had for my mom was so strong that everyone who knew or just saw them together could see how much he loved her, could see that my mom was his whole world. I am beyond proud to say that I am the daughter of James Barnes”

Looking sadly at her father’s coffin lying right next to her moms she breathes deeply. “On behalf of my family I would like to say thank you to all those that have come today, thank you for donating money towards Grace and Bunny’s Haven, thank you for your kind words and stories of how our parents touched your lives. Tha-thank you”

Steve watches his niece as she steps down from the podium, her hands shaking as she moved towards Billy who stood up and took her hand in his. “I’m so proud of you baby” he whispered into her ear. He smiled at the memory of Bucky doing the same to Y/n when she spoke at Maria’s funeral.

He looks at the two coffins lying there, knowing that his two best friends were in them, knowing that one died of cancer and the other of a broken heart, made his eyes sting with unshed tears.

Y/n passed away in the arms of her Ducky.

Bucky passed away with his arms around his Bunny.

And side by side they were buried next to their parents.

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A/N: I was listening to Elvis Presley Bridge Of Troubled Water and Always On My Mind writing their deaths…and when I say I was sobbing I mean I was s. o. b. b. i. n. g.

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Can you do Ilona and reader finding out that they are expecting a kid when she gets home from the Olympics

Telling Her Your Pregnant

Character: Ilona Maher (Rugby)

Reader type: Gender Neutral (AFAB)

Warnings / Notes: Ilona has a dick, mentions of pregnancy.

You were so excited for Ilona’s return, not only had you missed her terribly but you had some exciting news to share. Only, you hoped shed be as elated as you were by the news.

The two of you weren’t exactly trying for a baby, but you weren’t exactly being careful either. With you not on birth control and her not always wrapping her dick up, or the amount of condoms she would break. Not to mention the times you’d both be half away and she’d hump into not caring about the possible consequences.

You had found out hours after she had first left for the olympics and it was hell keeping it to yourself while she was away. Of course you wanted to tell her in person, but there was also the fear that you would break the news and her be unhappy and then you would have put her off her game.

So here you are, waiting at the airport for her bouncing from one foot to the other chewing on your lip anxiously as your mind races at all the possible reactions she could have.

You’re so wrapped up in your thoughts you don’t even realise shes standing in front of you, big smile and her medal hanging around her neck.

“Baby!” She chuckles, gently shaking your shoulder a little. Snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Lona!” You exclaim launching at her, her catching you with ease laughing when u cling onto her refusing to let go.

She nuzzles against your neck breathing you in, a relaxed hum escaping her when she does. You stay like that for a while just silently holding each other close in the middle of the airport. Neither of you caring about the annoyed looks you get for clogging up the walk way.

When she finally releases you she lets out a big sigh. “Come here baby, let me look at you” she grins, taking all of you in.

You start to get a little self conscious under her intense gaze. The feeling, however, is short lived because as soon as you lock eyes all you see is love and devotion. The same thing you see anytime she looks at you.

“God baby,” she leans in cupping your face “your absolutely glowing!”

You scoff in response, your girlfriend forever the flatter-er. But you realise this does give you an opening to tell her. So you take a deep breath and shoot her a weary smile.

“Well you know what they say about pregnancy’s and glowing” and she chuckles nodding in agreement before she actually processes what you said.

Her eyes snap open and she gapes at you. Letting out a soft “What?”

You nod your head smiling nervously muttering a shakey “Y-yeah” and her face morphs into that bright smile you love so much and she grabs you again spinning you around happily yelling “WE’RE HAVING A BABY!!!!”

[harryxmarvel]

Can you do an angst piece where they have a 3 year old and everything has been really crazy but H is spending the most of his time working and not helping y/n? Bonus points if an ex girlfriend comes back into the picture

Expect

Summary : Harry prioritised work over his family

Pairing : famous!Harry x reader!y/n

Warning : but of angst, fluff , none of the personalities of the characters are real. Purely fictional!

A/n : not really an angsty piece tbh but hope you like it :)

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Taking care of a three year old while being 5 months pregnant is not an easy task and while y/n had been down playing it as no hard work to everyone asking her ,it was bad. With a popstar husband busy writing the album of the year he seems to have neglected his family and was yet to realise it.

Although y/n was working from home she missed dressing up and going out and enjoying the weather or having her favourite ice cream in the park. But the most she missed was her husband who was working late yet again he couldn't join them for dinner. Their little baby daughter asking for her father before her bedtime for a kiss but how could y/n explain to a three year old that he was working, he was so busy to take some time to spend with his family.

It made her think back to the time when they decided to have a kid and Harry promised to always be there for them but now y/n was worried. Sure he always came back but she needed him here. She needed him when her morning sickness left her tired, she needed him to help her around the house and most of all she needed him to take care of Avery and her even for just a minute.

Her swollen ankles and the bump making it hard for her to do things in their house but Harry had no idea as he climbs into bed at 4 in the morning apologizing for waking her up and by the time y/n wakes up to prepare Avery's breakfast and lunch he was already long gone.

Y/n doesn't even remember the last time they had an actual conversation face to face. He sends texts every now and then to check up on them but that was it.

Y/n was in the shower, she swore off baths since she couldn't get up on her own and had a wave of mood swings had hit her so she had called crying to Harry to come help her up. It was a fond memory now they laugh about. She hears the bathroom door open sending her in high alert as to who it could be. No one has the key or the passcode to the front door except Harry but he was at the studio so who could it be?

She silently peeks through the shower curtain to find Harry with an apologetic look on his face. "Hey, what are you doing here?" Y/n asks suddenly very aware of the fact she was naked with how Harry was eating her with his eyes. The water droplets and pregnancy glow was making Harry crazy enough he was half hard but he gulps it down stammering as he speaks "wow, you are glowing baby." He says eyes running all over her body. And y/n blushes because truth was with how busy he was they hadn't had sex in weeks and Harry loved to love on her when she was pregnant knowing she has some doubts about her body changing. "I just ......I didn't know, I'm sorry. We were just there to celebrate and she just -" Harry stops mid sentence at the confused look on y/n's face as she wraps herself in a towel.

"H, what are you talking about?" She asks getting out of the shower with harry helping and walks towards their closet grabbing a pair of underwear and Harry's shirt as she takes a seat on the bed.

He looks guilty as he murmurs something trying to get away from this situation but he perks up when he sees her questioning look"Kendall...." Was all he had to say for y/n to realise he had messed up big time.

Kendall was obsessed with Harry and she was Harry's last ex-girlfriend before he found his soulmate. Y/n had nothing against her untill Kendall decided to ruin their life by constantly showing up on their dates making both of them uncomfortable. Kendall even turned her whole mass of fans against y/n when she found out they were engaged. She had been trying to sabotage their relationship from the start and against all odds y/n and Harry were truly happy and tried to deal with the situations calmly. But y/n was human too she was jealous when some other woman's hands lingered a bit long for her liking or the eyes on him as he works out or goes out for a walk but she never complained about it and accepted that this was who he was. The was a celebrity and people were always going to be curious about him and his life which she was a huge part of.

But to know he was out partying all night celebrating a song they completed with Kendall of all people broke her poor tired heart. She sits in silence as Harry looks distressed waiting for her response. Y/n never raised her voice. Even with Avery she was firm but her voice never raised so he was a bit taken aback when he hears her "How long are you going to keep doing this Harry?" She had asked anger evident in her tone.

Harry had told everything that happened how Kendall was stuck beside him all night and got really drunk enough to try to kiss him which he thankfully dodged but the pictures on the internet looks like they were kissing but Harry promised y/n that didn't happen.

"Why do you keep letting her mess up our lives? How long do I have to act like it doesn't faze me? I know you wouldn't cheat but I don't trust her. We had this conversation years ago H and you keep doing this again and again it's so hard for me to believe she just keeps coming back after so many rejections from you." With doubt in her voice y/n avoids his eyes, hers filled with tears.

"no baby, I would never do anything to intentionally hurt you. Kendall is nothing to me. You know I try to avoid her as much as possible" he says firmly making his point but that wasn't the biggest problem.

"It's not just that...." Y/n had been wanting to talk to him about his distance but with how unavailable he was they hadn't had a proper conversation in days.

"What is it?" Harry asks with worry.

"I get it, I really do. I get that people expect from you. I know you are working hard to provide for us but you are getting too involved to even spend time with us Harry. It feels like you don't care about us anymore. Of every person who expects from you, as your family don't we have the right to just expect you to be here for us?" Y/n questions her eyes meeting his stunned ones as he swallows the new information.

His heart beating rapidly as y/n doesn't wait for his reply as she walks out of their shared bedroom.

Harry stands still in his spot, seconds pass....minutes pass as y/n's words keep echoing in his mind and he sees it . How he had been neglecting his family. Harry is left with guilt as he thinks about how he hadn't been present at all to help y/n. He didn't even know her cravings or how the last ultrasound was. He didn't know if their baby was healthy and it teared him apart.

He falls on his knees as realisation hits him, he was going to lose the love of life. His glossy eyes decipher his little baby running towards him with a stuffie tucked under her arm as she hugs him tight. "missed you daddy" Avery sweetly says nuzzling her face into her father's neck as Harry hugs her tight scared he might lose her soon.

It was right then harry decides to honour his vows. Like he should have before. He vowed to always always be there for her and promised that y/n and their future family will always be his first and foremost important priority.

The next few days he stays home and takes care of Avery and helps y/n around the house. But she still wasn't convinced and wasn't talking to him. When he tucks Avery after reading her a bed time story he finds his wife cuddling under the blankets with a romcom playing on the tv.

He sits beside her and pulls her closer and y/n immediately relaxes beside him nuzzling further into his warm chest. Harry cradles her bump as he says "I'm sorry baby, I really am. I'm sorry i didn't realise it sooner. I'm going to be here from now on. You guys means the world to me and you are everything i need."

"It's okay bub, I'm glad you are here now that's all that matters" y/n says lightly kissing his jaw.

Harry cranes his neck and finally attaches his lips with hers. Their lips move in sync as harry pulls y/n onto his lap his hands roaming around her body settling on her bump.

"I love you" harry says eyes meeting hers and y/n whispers the words back and reattaches their lips.

Y/n was glad harry came back. He kept his words and promises and started working less hours, cooked breakfast for them, dropped Avery at her preschool , took care of y/n and they finally felt like a family again.

A/n: I hope this was up to its expectations anon. since most of you voted for happy ending, but some of the requests may have a sad ending.

send in any requests:)

[gh0stsp1d3r]

hi again! I'm the one who asked if you write for aaron himself, anw the fic doesn't really need to be a smut. butzzzz, what if aaron x reader were childhood bffs and when they went to highschool, reader had a crush on aaron and reader's feeling for aaron lasted for years, but then after aaron's taping on nowhere boy, reader found out that aaron is dating s*m? then reader decided to cut off ties with aaron so reader can move on?????????? then after years years later reader is also now an actress and is starring on a romance film with aaron, as the film was in progress reader's feelings for aaron is slowly coming back, and on a specific scene for the movie, reader got carried away so she accidentally "confessed" to aaron even though it wasn't on the script then than made it. to the final cut😖🤙

A/n- hiii! Also love this sm anon!! Sorry it took so long, I’ve been super busy ): it’s kinda lengthy but I hope u like it

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

You and Aaron had been best friends, ever since you both were teenagers.

You both stayed with each other through the awkward growing up phase. You two used to be inseparable, and stayed like that until he started to film for nowhere boy, where he was playing John Lennon.

“Wait, so you’re telling me that you’re literally going to play John Lennon?” You asked, with a smile on your face as you talked to your friend.

He smiled back and nodded. You both continued to walk and talk, you talked about what you auditioned for and he talked about how he was excited to play in the movie.

You both were busy filming, you for a show and him for a movie. So you both had been a little distant, distracted.

You sighed when you flopped into the bed, tired and yawning. You were falling asleep, eyes shut and everything, when your phone goes off.

You groan and pick up the phone.

“Hello?”

He says your name, and you automatically knew it was Aaron.

“Aaron! Hi! Oh my god, I haven’t heard from you in a while. How are you? How’s the film?” You rubbed your eyes.

“Hi. Sorry if I woke you up or somethin’. Im alright. The filmings almost wrapped up. How about your show?”

“That’s good. Today was the last day, so hopefully it goes good.”

“Thats nice.”

There was an awkward silence for a while.

“ I was wondering if you’d wanna hang out this weekend. We haven’t talked and you know-“ his British accent cut through the silence thankfully.

“Yeah! I’d love to.” You said, more excited than you should’ve been.

“Great. I’ll text you everything tomorrow, thank you. Goodnight, y/n.”

“Goodnight, Aaron.”

And you thought things would be great at lunch, but they got worse.

He told you about his new girlfriend, Sam. And you learned that she was older, way older than him. He had just turned an adult, so what the hell?

Of course, you’d been his best friend forever, and you’ve seen his girlfriends come and go, but this one was different, she was old, way too old for him, and the power imbalance was weird to you. The he mentioned how she was pregnant.

You tried to be supportive, but you couldn’t. When you got home, you cried into your pillow and blocked Aaron’s number.

It’s been two years now, and you had just got cast for Anna Karenina. You were playing the main character, and that’s when you found out Aaron was also on the movie, playing none other than your love interest.

The first day on set, you both were shocked to see each other. You glanced at him and he did the same, and quickly darted his eyes away.

Did he hate you? Did he feel bad?

He should, you thought bitterly. You looked over your lines, and after you were ready made your way to where it would be shot.

It was awkward for you and Aaron, both of you just continued to work professionally, however, on set.

It wasn’t until the dance scene that you realized how utterly in love you still were with him. It was a few days of filming now.

He kissed your hand, and you were gone. In terms of the movie and in reality.

You did as you practiced, but you’d practiced with someone else, and so has he. It was odd to be doing it with him.

You stared into his eyes. That’s when you realized in character and out of character, you were in love with him.

So you used that to make the scene better, he stared into your eyes the same way, but you brushed it off as acting.

The spotlight was on the both of you, and you couldn’t see anything but him.

Your palms were sweating, but so were his, you realized.

Once that scene was over, you both stared at each other for a moment in silence.

“Let’s take a break!” They said, and everyone went where they usually did.

It had been a long day. You both stayed staring for a good few seconds before you both opened your mouth.

“I’m sorry-“ you both apologized at the same time. You both smiled and laughed at that.

“I shouldn’t have blocked you.”

“And I shouldn’t have sprung everything on you at once.”

You both stayed silent for a moment again before you asked.

“How’s you and Sam..?”

His eyebrows furrowed. “Oh. Yeah. We’re good- fine.”

“And your baby..?”

He smiled at the mention “She’s good.”

“A girl, huh? What’s her name?”

He stared into your eyes again, with that same look as he did in the dance scene.

“Y/n.”

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And that’s how you were here now, months filming now. It was the scene were you told Vronsky, or Aaron, that your character was pregnant.

You were in a field, holding a parasol as you looked into the distance.

“Anna.” He said behind you.

You turned back, with a small smile present on your face, putting the parasol down.

“Alexei. What is it?”

“I couldn’t bear not to see you before the race.”

You smiled and practically ran into his arms, his hands rubbed your shoulders.

“What were you thinking about?”

His hand grabbed your jaw softly when you didn’t answer.

“Tell me.”

You stared into each others eyes. You passed for a moment before speaking.

“I’m pregnant.”

You stayed silent for a moment and waited for a reaction.

His face lit up, hand caressing your cheek.

“Oh, my love. Love was never a game to us. Here’s an end to living in corners. Existing days to days on lies. Now we can be together.” He laughed quietly.

For a second, you wished it was real.

“How can we, Alexei?”

“Tell him everything.”

“Do you think my husband will make you a present of me?”

“Leave him.”

“Leave him and be your mistress?”

“Yes. Run away.”

“I would never see my son again. The laws are made by husbands and fathers.”

He paused for a moment. Was that the only reason he was still with Sam?

“What then? I’ll never forgive myself for your unhappiness.”

“Unhappiness? I’m like a starving begged who’s been given food. I am happy. I love you. I could never be unhappy with you.” The last part slipped out on accident, it was not part of your lines.

His eyebrows raised, and you paused for a moment, looking at him for a reaction.

He leaned in, and you did as well. The kiss seemed genuine, not like the forced ones you’ve had while filming this movie. This felt real, full of actual passion and love.

The kiss went on for longer than expected, the people on set were eating every second of it up.

“Cut! Now that is how you act! Way to go, guys. Really great.”

Your cheeks burned up as you realized what had happened, you looked at Aaron and he smiled softly.

You both talked for a while, you both trying to ignore what happened earlier.

“Did you mean what you said earlier..?” He asked suddenly, right before you were about to enter your car to leave.

Your eyes widened, and you paused, and turned to look at him as he walked closer to you.

“Aaron-“

“I need to know.”

Y-yeah. I meant it. I didn’t mean to say it. And I know that you have-“

His lips crashed against yours while you tried to explain, it was passionate, and just like the one from the confession.

“I love you. I always have, y/n.” He mumbled quietly, hand on your jaw.

[winchesterwild78]

The Mistake pt 2

Master List

Characters: Soldier Boy (Ben) x Reader

Warning: Language, Angst, SMUT!

A/N: Just something I cooked up while falling asleep the other night. Possibly a short series. All stories are my own and does not follow The Boys timeline. It does use the characters, but is not associated with the series in any way. 

Minors DNI 18+ 

Annie stood at the door in disbelief. “How the hell did you find us?” She seethed. Ben ignored her, his eyes were on you, and your’s were on him. “Ben, what are you doing here?” You asked softly from the couch. He pushed past Annie and came over to you. Dropping to the floor in front of you, “I came to fight for you. I shouldn’t have let you walk away twice now. You’re carrying my children for fucks sake.” “But so is your girlfriend, I’m not your girlfriend Ben, she is.” 

He ran his fingers through his hair, “She’s not my girlfriend. She’s nothing to me. I fucked her and other women trying to chase you out of my head and heart, and nothing worked. Not the booze, drugs or women.” You sighed as tears began to fall. You tried to stand, but being very pregnant with twins made it difficult. Ben tried to help, but you pulled your arm away. The hurt was visible on his face. 

“I’m sorry Ben. I can’t do this right now. I can’t keep letting you play with my emotions. It’s not fair to me or these babies. I have to think about them and what’s best for them. “You don’t think being with their father is what’s best for them? I have a right to be with my boys, Y/N. I want to be there and help you raise them, watch them grow and teach them how to be men.” “You will have rights to them, just not to me. I love you Ben, I was in love with you. Willing to give you everything, just look at my belly. I wanted to give you the family, the children, the love you deserved, but you wouldn’t let me past those walls you’ve built. I tried everything to break them down. After a while you just get tired of being in a one sided relationship.”

Ben stood there speechless. He knew you were right, but how could he prove to you how much he loved you and wanted to be with only you. “Sweetheart, please give me another chance. Let me prove to you I’ve changed. It wasn’t fair for you to feel like I didn’t care. Dammit, Y/N, I do care. I love you so much it fucking hurts. I’m terrified of being hurt, but more terrified of losing you or our babies. I LOVE you, I want to marry YOU, be with you and our boys.” 

He was vulnerable enough for you to read his mind. Tears fell, you knew he was being truthful. Without another word you wrapped your arms around him and pulled him into a passionate kiss. The months of separation, the pain, the anger, all of it melting away. The love you two had for each other was radiating off of the both of you. 

Annie stepped forward, but Hughie stopped her and shook his head, “Annie, let’s give them some space. She’ll be okay.” He took her hand and they walked outside. She tried to protest, but Hughie pulled her away. 

When the need for air became too much, Ben and you pulled away. Tears were still falling, this time from both of you. He wiped your tears away. “I love you, Y/N. So much. I’ve been a dumbass for pushing you away. I never want to leave your side again. These past few months have been absolute hell. Nothing I did erased the pain of losing you. I’m sorry I was a fool.” 

You cupped Ben’s face, “I love you too, Ben. Doing all of this the past few months have left me feeling so alone. I wanted you by my side when I found out I was pregnant, and then again when I found out it was twin boys. I’ve cried myself to sleep every night, begging for you to come back to me.” 

Ben placed his hands on your belly and rubbed, “I swear to you I will never leave you or our babies again. Ever. You’re it for me. You’re my home, these boys are my home.” Your breath hitched and you threw your arms around him. The babies started kicking wildly and Ben felt them. He helped you sit back down and he sat beside you. 

Leaning over Ben placed his face near your belly, “Daddy’s here my boys. I can’t wait to meet you and teach you all about this world and women.” You playfully slapped his arm,”Ben! You will do no such thing.” He smirked, “Well, we will have to wait a little on the women.” You smiled and he kissed your lips.

The two of you sat on the couch and talked as Annie and Hughie came back in and started to clean up the kitchen. You noticed Annie kept leaning in trying to hear the conversation. You looked at her and smiled. 

“Ben, what about Sherry and her baby?” “I told her I didn’t love her and wasn’t going to marry her. I told her I was in love with someone else. She was pissed and admitted she wasn’t really pregnant. She said she saw you come in and knew who you were. She thought if she said she was pregnant I’d pick her over you. Of course I had to tell her there was no way I would ever choose her or anyone over you. She called me an asshole and told me to fuck off. You know me, always charming the ladies.” Ben chuckled. “So, you’re not marrying her and she’s not having your baby?” 

Ben took your hands in his, “No, I’m not marrying her and the only woman having my baby is you.” Tears pricked your eyes, “Oh Ben, I love you so much.” Annie and Hughie walked over to the couch and sat down. Annie was still pissed and wasn’t as forgiving as you. Hughie tried to convince her to let it go for your sake, but she was very protective of you and the babies. 

Hughie was the first to speak, breaking the awkward silence, “Well I think Annie and I are gonna call it a night.” Annie looked at him with daggers in her eyes. You looked at her and pleaded with her to give Ben a chance. Her eyes softened a little. Annie spoke up, “Yeah, Y/N we’re gonna crash in the guest room if that’s okay.” You tried to stand but of course couldn’t, so Ben offered you his hand. This time you took it and he helped you up. You hugged Annie, “That’s fine. Good night. I love you.” She hugged you back, “I love you too, just be careful.” “It’s gonna be fine Annie, I promise.”

Ben told them both good night and when they left the room he pulled you close to him. His arms wrapped around you in a protective hug and he placed his lips on yours in a soft kiss. “God I missed kissing you.” You smirked, “Me too, Ben.” You yawned and Ben looked at you and smiled, “Looks like my girl needs to go to bed.” “Well, I am growing two very active, supe babies. So I need my rest.” “Then let’s get you to bed.” 

You took his hand and the two of you walked towards your bedroom. He closed the door behind him and helped you change. When you removed your shirt Ben’s eyes went wide and instantly filled with lust. Your engorged breasts bulging out of the top of your bra, and your round belly beautiful and on display. “God look at you. So fucking gorgeous, full and round with my babies. Fuck!” He adjusted his pants and it made you giggle. As you turned around you wiggled your ass a little causing him to moan. You laughed and he growled.

You unhooked your bra and let your full breasts free from the confines of the material. You turned back around and Ben saw your large breasts and he bit his lip. “Damn woman. What are you trying to do to me?” You feigned innocence, “What? Do you like what you see, baby?” “Mmm, very much. You are even more beautiful. I swear I didn’t think that was possible, but you are so beautiful, pregnant with my babies, breasts engorged with sustenance for them. I didn’t think I could love you anymore than I already do, but damn, sweetheart.

You blushed at his comment. You had longed for him to say “I love you” and now that he’s said it your heart was so full. You have your Ben, your babies and everything is perfect. 

You noticed Ben was standing by the door and not really moving further into the room. “Ben, I promise I won’t bite.” Ben smirked, “I know sweetheart, I’m just admiring the beautiful view in front of me.” 

You smiled softly at him and you pulled back the blanket and crawled in bed with nothing but your panties on. You patted the bed beside you, “Are you coming to bed, baby?” Ben looked at you with wide eyes. “Are you sure?” “Yes, Ben. Come to bed.”

Ben removed his shoes and clothes down to his boxers and climbed in beside you. His arm went under you and pulled you close to him. You laid your head on his chest and took a deep breath. You’d missed laying in his arms. He placed a kiss on your head and pulled you closer.

Being in his arms after months apart felt like heaven to you. Ben was running his fingers up and down your arm, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Pregnancy not only had your emotions all over the place, it made you very aroused at times too. 

Being this close to Ben, so vulnerable and open started to make you very aroused. You shifted a little and clenched your thighs together. Ben noticed and smirked, “Are you okay there, sweetheart?” “Not really. I um, well, Ben I’m really turned on right now.” 

Ben shifted and turned on his side, you noticed he was aroused too. “So what do you want to do about that?” Ben asked with a smile on his face.

“Well, it has been a few months since you’ve touched me. I’m willing to try if you want to.” Ben looked into your y/e/c eyes and nodded, “Yes baby. I’ve missed you. All of you.” You wiggled out of his arms, and removed your panties. Leaving you completely naked and vulnerable, waiting for Ben to touch you like he used to. 

“Ben, I’m ready for you, whenever you are.” Ben stood and removed his boxers, his length already rock hard. “Come on baby, slide over to the center of the bed.” You moved over and your body trembled with anticipation. Ben climbed between your legs and slowly pushed them apart. 

He kissed up your thighs and his fingers slid between your folds. “Damn baby, you’re soaked. You really are ready for me.” You blushed at how wet you were. Ben inserted a finger inside you and hooked his finger up. You moaned and bucked your hips. You felt like you could cum instantly. You missed his touch and your body instantly responded to him.

“Oh fuck, Ben!” He moved his finger in and out of your dripping core, using his thumb to rub circles on your clit. You moved your hips helping him chase your release. Ben inserted another finger and increased his movement. “Oh Ben! I’m gonna cum.” You were so close already to your release. It had been over 7 months since he last touched you and you knew it wouldn’t take long.

Ben leaned down and captured your lips, whispering in your ear, “Cum for me darlin’” and that’s all it took. Your body shook and quivered as you came hard on Ben’s fingers. He kept pumping you, helping you ride out your release. “Damn baby, that didn’t take you long. Seems like you missed me.” You smiled and nodded. “More than you know, Ben.” 

Ben leaned up on his knees, “How should we do this? I don’t want to hurt you or the babies.” You smiled softly and your heart swelled. Ben was so nervous and it was amazing to see. “Just be gentle Ben. I’ll tell you if anything hurts.” “The babies can’t see anything can they?” You chuckled, “No, Ben they can’t.” 

He nodded and lined himself up with your entrance. He lifted your legs carefully and slowly pushed in. You both gasped at the first thrust. Your hands went to grip Ben’s shoulders and he stopped, “Are you okay?” Concern filling his eyes. “Yes Ben, it’s just been so long.”

Ben set a slow pace, slower than he’d ever done before. Your heart filled with so much love for him, seeing his concern for you and your unborn children. “Ben, you can move faster, I promise I won’t break.” He smirked a little and thrusted a little faster. You wanted him all the way in, but you realized your belly was stopping him. 

“Ben, lay on your back, I want to get on top.” Ben’s eyes went wide, “Are you sure?” You nodded yes and he helped you up. Ben laid down on the bed and you straddled his hips, lining his hard member up and you slid down, taking every inch inside. 

You gasped and Ben moaned. “Oh fuck! Your pussy feels so good.” Ben’s head leaned back and his eyes closed. 

You steadied yourself using his broad chest and started to rock and grind your hips. Ben’s eyes opened, taking in your pregnant body. A smirk filled his lips. “God you’re so fucking beautiful. Riding me, taking control and so full of my babies. Damn woman, you’re driving me wild.” You smiled and your hands went into your hair, showing off your body more. 

Ben’s hands ran up your body and to your breasts. He always loved your boobs, but now that you were pregnant and they were more full, Ben couldn’t get enough of them. 

Ben lifted his legs up, helping take pressure off your hips. The change of position had you gasping and his eyes rolling back in his head. “Oh fuck!” He growled as you bounced up and down. “Keep going baby, I’m gonna cum.” Ben breathed out. 

You began to rock your hips back and forth, and side to side. Ben hissed. He grabbed your hips and thrusted up into you. The two of you are working together to chase Ben’s release. His grip got tighter and his thrusts faster, “Yes Ben! Cum in me!” Ben’s release hit and his hot seed coated your full womb. 

As his release subsided, he helped you off of him and back on the bed. Ben stood and walked to the bathroom to get a cloth to clean you and himself up. He gently cleaned you and then he cleaned himself, “Are you okay, Y/N.” He asked as he climbed back in the bed. 

You smiled softly, “I’m perfect, I have all my boys right here with me. Ben, I missed your touch. You felt amazing.” Ben pulled you into his arms, “You were too, darlin’.” Laying on his chest, you heard the steady beat of his heart as you both drifted off to sleep.

*Time Jump 2 Months*

“Ben, do you know where my fuzzy slippers are? My feet are always cold and I want to make sure they are in my bag for the hospital.” Ben walked into your shared bedroom and found them under the bed. He smiled as he handed them to you, “The boys were blocking your view, weren’t they?” He rubbed your belly and you smiled. 

You were 9 months pregnant and ready to pop. The doctors were in shock you were able to carry twins for the whole 9 months. Most women usually deliver early. They think it has something to do with you and them being supes. 

You and Ben moved in together after reconciling and eventually Annie forgave him. Ben had been by your side since then, going to every appointment, helping with every ache and craving. His least favorite was the mood swings. Ben would have to walk away when you’d get “pissy” as he put it. 

A few weeks ago he surprised you with buying the cribs and stroller you really wanted. You loved them, but thought they were too expensive so you were willing to settle for a cheaper option. Ben secretly bought them and you cried all day after they were delivered. 

Annie had special onesies made for the twins, they looked just like Ben’s suit. It was her way of apologizing. Ben adored the outfits even if he didn’t show it. You had caught him in the nursery one night looking at them with tears in his eyes. 

Today was your last appointment with the doctor before your due date. The appointment today was to check the position of the boys and determine how your delivery would go. Ben held your hand walking into the appointment. Even though he wasn’t wearing his suit, everyone knew who he was. A few women fawned over him and of course he loved the attention. You tried to push the jealousy down, but being very pregnant and feeling very unattractive didn’t help. 

He was polite, signed some autographs and posed for pictures. 

Your heart panged with jealousy and hurt. He was supposed to be here for you and with you. Not letting other women fawn over him. You met his eyes and he saw the hurt. “Alright ladies, that’s enough. I need to get back to my wife and our babies.” You shot your eyes up when he called you his wife. The women started whispering “I didn’t know he was married.” “She’s having his baby? What makes her so special?” They looked at you and you smiled politely and placed a hand on your belly. 

Ben sat next to you, “I’m sorry, baby.” He placed a soft kiss on your lips and touched your belly. The boys started kicking wildly. One of them kicked you so hard in the rib it took your breath away. Ben saw the pain on your face, leaned down and sternly said “Boys, that’s enough. You settle down there. Don’t hurt your mama.” It was like magic, the boys settled and you could breathe a little easier. 

The nurse came and called your name. Ben helped you up and she escorted you to the exam room. 

Ben helped you on the table. “If you could take everything off, put on this gown with it open in the back. The doctor will be right in.” 

Ben helped you change, although he kept messing with your naked body. He had you giggling and blushing as his fingers brushed against your breasts and when he helped you remove your pants and panties he “accidentally” touched your clit. 

You were sitting on the table waiting for the doctor when a strange sensation shot through your body. Ben was on his feet by your side, “What’s wrong?” He asked with concern in his eyes. “I don’t know. Something feels weird. Almost like I feel the baby about to fall out.” 

Ben stood and moved to the end of the exam table and looked between your legs. You couldn’t see him well, but you felt his panic. “Ben, what’s wrong?!” He said nothing, but you could feel his hand between your legs. 

“I’m gonna get the doctor,” he said as he grabbed the door. 

Ben opened the door and yelled “I need a doctor in here, NOW!” Tears pricked your eyes because of the panic coming from him and how scared both of you felt. “Ben, please tell me what’s wrong. Are the babies okay?” 

Ben came to the head of the table and placed his hand on your head, “Yes, they are okay. Everything will be okay.” 

The doctor came running in and looked between your legs and shouted for the nurse to grab a labor tray. Your eyes went wide. “Okay Ms Y/L/N, it seems these little guys want to make their grand entrance now. I already see one head. Give us a minute and you can start pushing.” 

You looked at Ben and he looked scared. “Hey, doc, shouldn’t we get her to the hospital?” He asked. “There isn’t enough time. We will transport her and the babies afterwards.” Ben started pacing and you could see his chest start to glow. 

You grabbed his hand, “Ben, look at me. I need you to calm down. If you blow you could hurt or kill so many people. We are in good hands. I need you now, our boys need you.” He leaned down and kissed your lips. 

When he stood up, he took a deep breath and the glow started to fade away. 

The doctor looked at you and told you to give her a little push. You got in position and pushed. Without much effort or warning baby 1 was delivered. His healthy cry filled the room. You cried, Ben cut the cord and they placed him on your chest. “Hello sweet boy, I’m your mama.” You kissed his head and his hand wrapped around your finger. Ben kissed your head and then the baby. 

As the next contraction started the doctor felt for the other baby. He was in position and ready. 

They took the first baby and placed him in a bassinet while you got ready to push. Ben held your hand as you got ready to deliver your second son. “Okay, mama. He’s ready when you are. Give me a little push.” You pushed until the doctor told you to stop. 

Ben peeked and saw the top of the babies’ head. “Alright, I see the head, give me a big push on the next contraction.” You pushed and about the count of 7 she told you to stop. Ben looked at the doctor and nurse who had a concerned look on their faces. “Okay dad, we’re gonna have to cut this little guy's cord.” “Why, what’s wrong,” you asked. “Ben, what’s wrong with the baby?” Ben watched the doctor in silence. 

The doctor told you to lay back and relax for a minute. “Will someone please tell me what’s going on?!” You practically yelled. You felt the doctor tugging and then the baby came out. The room was filled with an eerie silence. You looked at Ben and could feel the panic coming from him. “Ben, what’s wrong?” He didn’t answer. “Ben! BENJAMIN!” He whipped his head towards you and you saw the fear in his eyes. 

“What’s wrong with the baby? Someone please tell me. Why isn’t he crying?!” Tears filled your eyes. Ben kissed your forehead, “Shh, it’s okay baby.” “Oh, Ben, what’s wrong with him?” You looked over and saw the doctor performing CPR on the baby. You tried to sit up, but Ben and the nurse kept you down. 

You felt the anxiety and tension in the room fill your body like a flood. Tears fell from your eyes as you begged and pleaded for the baby to be okay and cry. Ben was crying and holding you. Just as everything seemed hopeless, your son let out a little whimper. 

Relief washed over you and everyone in the room. The doctor placed him on your chest, and his green eyes looked up at you. 

“You gave us quite the scare, little one. Don’t ever do that again.” You smiled and kissed his head. “What happened to him?” Ben asked the doctor. “His cord was wrapped around his neck, and when he was being delivered it began to tighten and caused him to stop breathing.” 

The nurse brought the other twin over and placed both in your arms. Ben took out his phone and took a picture of you. “Ben, don’t. I look horrible.” “You do not, you’re absolutely beautiful, and you’re holding our boys.” He kissed your lips. “God I love you so much.” 

“Okay, Ms. Y/L/N, we need to transport you and the babies to the hospital.” You nodded. “Ben, can you call Annie and tell her what’s going on? Go home and grab my bag and their stuff, please.” He nodded and kissed you. “I’ll call her now and head home. I’ll see you three at the hospital soon.” 

Ben left as the ambulance pulled off taking you and the boys to the hospital. When you arrived at the hospital, you were checked and the boys were taken to the nursery for their tests and to get cleaned up. 

As you waited for the twins and Ben to come back you’d fallen asleep. Waking up you saw Ben holding one of the twins, while the other was being held by Annie. She walked over to you smiling, “Look what you did, Y/N. Look at these two beautiful boys.” She kissed the top of your head. “Hey, I had something to do with them too.” Ben laughed. Annie laughed.

“So, Y/N, what are their names?” Annie asked. You looked at Ben, “Well twin 1 is Benjamin Lee, and twin 2 is Brenden Luke.” She smiled, “I love their names, and I love them already.” 

A few hours later, after the visitors had stopped coming, you and Ben settled in enjoying it being just the four of you. You were nursing Benjamin as Ben held Brenden, and he looked over at you and smiled. “Look what we did, baby. Look what our love created.” You smiled softly at him, “Yeah, they are perfect in every way, ten fingers, ten toes, beautiful green eyes, and all ours.” He kissed your lips, “Yeah, all ours.”

“I love you, Y/N.” “I love you too, Benji” The four of you sat in silence. You looked at your little family, and your heart swelled. For the first time in a very long time, you felt like you were exactly where you were supposed to be. 

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FINALS

PROPAGANDA

BUMBLE (WARRIOR CATS) (CW: Domestic Abuse)

1.) Back with another Warriors submission, I bet you’ll be getting a lot from other people too LMAO. Bumble is a kittypet (housecat) who befriends the male protagonist Gray Wing’s girlfriend, Turtle Tail, and lets her stay in her house. This gets Gray Wing all pissy because he’s controlling of Turtle Tail and shares most of the wild/clan cat’s proclivity for looking down upon kittypets. Turtle Tail gets pregnant by another kittypet, Tom, who tries to control her by hiding the fact that humans take away kittens after they’re born. Eventually Bumble comes clean about it so Turtle Tail returns to the forest. Some time later, Bumble is found in the forest seeking refuge because Tom has been physically abusing her, scratching her where the humans can’t see. So, she’s CANONICALLY ACKNOWLEDGED as a domestic abuse victim (unlike Squirrelflight who meets all the textbook signs but the narrative and authors deny it). How do you think our good guy protagonists, i.e. Gray Wing “The Wise” and Turtle Tail, respond to an abuse victim seeking refuge? They tell Bumble to go home, thinking to themselves that she’s fat and soft and therefore would be useless in their group. Bumble stands up for herself and asks to speak with the leaders of the group. One of them asks if Bumble could just get along with Tom better (bro???) and when Bumble says it’s not within her control, the leader suggests being nicer to the humans instead. Another rival leader butts in and verbally abuses Bumble again by ripping into how fat and lazy and useless she would be. Despite Turtle Tail having been friends with Bumble and Bumble had helped her through her own hard times, to Gray Wing’s approval Turtle Tail chooses not to intervene as Bumble is forcibly escorted back to her abuser. But that’s not all. Later Bumble is found in the forest maimed and dying, and it seems likely that Gray Wing’s brother Clear Sky, a male with a long history of violence, is the culprit. Rather than mourn the dying innocent cat, Gray Wing’s primary concern is how other cats might be mean to Clear Sky if they think he’s a murderer, and reassures himself that refusing to help Bumble in her time of need was still the right decision.

2.) I have no idea how she managed to be written so horrifically from an abuse victim and woman (/she-cat I guess) standpoint but here we are. Okay so my memory is a bit fuzzy but basically Bumble was a character in Dawn of the Clans and a close friend to Turtle Tail, a major character, as well as a character who lived close to Tom, an abusive dickhead of a cat. Bumble was largely depicted as just a really sweet cat. Turtle Tail was very briefly the mate of Turtle Tail, but once she got pregnant, he became super violent towards both her and our gal Bumble. Tom actively hid the fact that, once her kits were old enough, Turtle Tail’s kits would probably be taken from her, and made Bumble keep quiet about this too, but Bumble eventually told Turtle Tail the truth, Turtle Tail left and Tom became extremely violent towards Bumble because of this, and was extremely abusive towards her. Eventually, Bumble ran away from him to where Turtle Tail and co were and begged to stay, since the wilderness as a whole was genuinely more safe than being around Tom was. Naturally, this meant kitty xenophobia from cats who had only arrived in that area recently, because everybody was insistent than, since she was a kittypet/house cat, things wouldn’t work out, and even her friend Turtle Tail denied her on this, insisted she was too soft to live in the wild and only sent her towards a cat Bumble wanted to convince because she was absolutely certain she’d be denied. Also our good old protagonist Gray Wing got to spend this scene being all upset about this soft cat wanting to join them to escape an abuser and was all bitter about the fact that Turtle Tail lived with her for a short period of time, and he also got to have a sweet romantic moment with Turtle Tail after denying an abuse victim an escape from her abuser. Also as much as I like Tall Shadow usually she sucked ass in the following scene because she was essentially telling Bumble to go find a way to make peace with Tom as if she was not the one being abused (Bumble pointed out that Tom was the one who would need to make peace for it to happen, not her) and that she should just make life better by going back to being a housecat and being spoiled despite the fact that she was actively at risk with her owners because of Tom. Then she leaves after being threatened by several cats there and is called soft on the way out. The next time she appears she is literally dying, and her death is just a plot device to create a stupid little mystery which is solved in a very stupid way. Also her abuser does continue to be a shithead and for some reason is fully permitted to kidnap his own children but he also gets a heroic death and the only reason I will not rant more about him is because this is too long already. Long story short Bumble deserves the world and everybody who decided not to let her escape her abuser just because they thought she was soft sucks

3.) Is nice to the group of starving, feral wild cats that left the mountains so their friends and family could have more food to eat and befriends one of them to the point of opening her home to her after she leaves the group because the guy she likes is too dumb to notice she likes him and keeps falling for his brother’s love interests.

Unfortunately, because Bumble is a house cat who lives in a house with people and not a Wild and Free cat, this is a grave and horrible crime (luring a wild cat into the safety and comforts of domesticity) and is villainized for the rest of the arc, including for things wildly out of her control

I.E.

Her owners taking in an aggressive male cat that bullies and abuses the two female cats already living there

When Bumble’s friend leaves and goes back to the wild cats, Bumble leaves her home (as the abuse as has gotten worse) to see if she could either get help or have her friend return so the abuse isn’t as bad again)

Bumble eventually dies in the wild because the feral cats all hate her for ‘stealing’ their friend and tricking her into becoming a kittypet for awhile and refuse to help Bumble adjust to wild life or even teaching her how to hunt.

They are littl e to no hard feelings at her death beyond ‘good riddance’ but the aggressive tomcat that chased her out of her home is later regarded with good feelings and regret at such a ‘good, heroic cat’ passing when he dies despite him literally never doing a good or kind thing in his life and actually causing trouble for the wild cats right before dying

CORDELIA CHASE (BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER/ANGEL THE SERIES) (CW: Pregnancy)

1.) (downs an entire bottle of vodka and slams it back on the table) SO. CORDY. Cordy started off as a supporting character in Buffy the Vampire Slayer. At the start she was your typical high school mean girl character, but as the show went on we got to see more depth to her character: her insecurities, her courage, her capacity for incredible acts of kindness. Then after the third season she moved into the show’s spin off, Angel, where from the beginning she was basically the show’s secondary protagonist. Her and Angel were the two mainstays of the show’s main cast, she gets the most episodes centered on her out of all the characters aside from Angel (and yes, I’ve checked), and we really got to see her grow from a very shallow and self-centered and kind of mean person to a true hero who was prepared to give up any chance at a normal life to fight the good fight while still never losing the basic core of her character. There were some… questionable moments like the episode where she gets mystically pregnant with demon babies and things got a bit iffy like halfway through season 3 where the writers seemed to run out of ideas for what to do with her outside of sticking her in this romance drama/love triangle situation with the main character but overall, pretty good stuff right? THEN SEASON 4 HAPPENED. In season 4 she gets stripped of literally all agency and spends pretty much the entire season possessed by an evil higher power, and while possessed she sleeps with Angel’s teenage son (who BY THE WAY she had helped raise as a baby before he got speed-grown-up into a teenager it was a whole thing don’t worry about it) and gets pregnant with like. the physical manifestation of the higher power that’s possessing her. it’s about as bad and stupid as it sounds and also is like the third time cordy’s got mystically pregnant in this show and like the fourth mystical pregnancy storyline overall (you will be hearing more on that note in other submissions I’m so sorry). after giving birth she goes into a coma, in which she remains for the rest of season 4 and the first half of season 5. SPEAKING OF WHICH DON’T THINK SEASON 5 IS GETTING OFF SCOT FREE HERE. yeah so in season 5 the show just FULLY starts trying to erase cordy’s existence. she gets mentioned ONCE in the first episode and then never again until halfway through the season where she wakes up, helps out Angel for a bit and encourages him in his fight against evil, and then goes quietly into that good night and dies so it can be all sad and tragic. I’d call it the worst fridging of all time but even THAT feels generous because the whole point of fridging is killing off a female character so a man can be sad, and after Cordy dies basically no one’s even sad about it because the show immediately goes back to pretending she never existed. she is not mentioned ONCE in the two episodes after she dies. in the whole stretch of time between her death and the end of the season she gets mentioned exactly four times. again, I counted. anyway the fun twist to all of this is that all of this happened because the actress who played cordy got pregnant before season 4 and joss whedon was so pissed off about this affecting his plans for the show that he decided to completely fuck over her character and then fire her and write her out of the show. so cordy’s a victim of both writing AND real life misogyny!! good times!!

2.) OH SO MANY THINGS they menaced by giving her terrible hair cuts, making her seem like she’d get together with the guy she loves (and who loves her back) but instead she was killed and when she was brought back, she got possessed by an evil entity who used her body to give birth to itself. afterwards she was in a long coma and died. her character was so throughoutly assassinated

3.) She got demonically pregnant TWICE - there was this real sense of a womb/ability to get pregnant as like, a place for evil to get in. She got positioned as femme fatale and evil mother. The actress basically got fired for being pregnant, and when she agreed to come back for a single final episode she specifically said they could do anything but kill off the character. Guess what happened

[squadmuse]

BABY BARBA

A RAFAEL BARBA X ORIGINAL FEMALE CHARACTER STORY

A/N: ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THOUGH AS THIS IS MY FIRST EVER STORY | CONTENT WARNINGS INCLUDE PREGNANCY, BABY AND RELATED TOPICS | WORD COUNT: 2181 | NOT DIALOGUE HEAVY BTW | THIS STORY IS SET IN 2015 - CHARACTERS ARE OF AGE: 45 & 36 (8 YEAR AGE GAP)

It had been a Tuesday afternoon when Rafael had received the news, the news that his wife was in labor with their child.

Until that moment, it had been a Tuesday not unlike any other that had gone by in Rafael’s life so far. Rafael had never expected to become a father, let alone a husband, and had come to the realization that his future was only that of an attorney, and his loving mother. Life had slipped past him in some regards, although he didn’t see that as something to regret in some ways. Rafael had conquered his own expectations, reached goal after goal and some more. He had become comfortable as a bachelor, comfortable as himself, he was happy.

However, that had all changed when he had met the woman who was to become his wife and him her husband. Much like the snow that was her name, she had appeared during a case he had been prosecuting at the time, graceful yet powerful and leaving Rafael’s cheeks quite rosy.

Nieves Fernandez de Córdoba was her name, a forensic psychologist who specialized in the very special victims that Rafael would find justice for in the courtroom. The daughter of a Spanish father and a Cuban mother, she had been born in America and raised in England. An educated yet exhilarating woman, Rafael had been enthralled by her from the get-go. However, she was quite the professional and so was he, leaving no doubt that any sort of relationship between the two could happen. So, Rafael had settled on being a good friend to Nieves. They had become fast friends, close as friends could be and knew the other inside out. A year had passed filled with memories of art galleries, Broadway shows, quiet nights in with homemade meals, and it had been the greatest year of Rafael’s life. It hadn’t been long afterward that he had bundled up the courage to ask Nieves out officially, to be his girlfriend as she was now working in Brooklyn, and not a potential conflict for their victims’ search for justice. He needn’t have been worried about rejection, as Nieves had wracked her brain in search of how to ask him too.

It felt a lifetime ago now. A real romance had flourished between Rafael and Nieves after that moment. After a year together, they moved in together to a brownstone in Brooklyn. It had been somewhat surreal and surprising to Rafael to see himself settling down, putting roots down and having a wonderful love in his life. A year after that, they had been counting down the minutes until the new year at a resort in Gstaad, when Rafael found himself on one knee and his grandmother’s ring poised towards Nieves. Luckily, she had said yes, and the pair had kissed with love and passion and excitement for their future together. Nieves had wanted a small family wedding, and Rafael could remember the stress that their mothers had been upon them both over the whole wedding from the planning to the big day itself.

Now, after a year of marriage, Rafael was about to become a father, and Nieves a mother. He could remember the moment when Nieves had revealed she was pregnant, a little baby-gro with the words, “Papi’s Co-Counsel,” printed upon it in dark writing. Rafael remembered his tears, the tears from Nieves and the fountain of tears that had erupted from their mothers at the revelation of parenthood for their children and an upcoming grandchild for them both to spoil and cherish.

————

Rafael had just won a high profile case, one that had kept him up over the last few weeks as the court proceedings dragged on. Luckily, he had got justice for the victims and the lone survivor, with the serial rapist and murderer now headed for Rikers with a lengthy prison sentence behind bars. It was a case that Rafael was glad that Nieves had not been involved with, he didn’t need her getting stressed or anything worse so close to her due date. Three weeks were left to go, and he wanted nothing more than for his pregnant wife to be safely away from the sort of scum he had been forced to endure with as the prosecuting senior Assistant District Attorney. As the courtroom began to file out, even Carisi heading out quickly, Rafael found himself reaching for his cellphone.

He never had it on in court, procedure dictating against it being on. Rafael knew if anything happened, god forbid to Nieves or the baby, that someone would reach his or her mother or even Carmen and then one of them to him. But at that moment, he felt an instinctive need to switch the iPhone on. Almost instantly, the screen blew up with missed call notifications and text message after text message, and it set Rafael’s alarm bells ringing and his stress levels skyrocketing. Many of them were from his mother, some from Nieves’ mother and some from the next-door neighbor out in Brooklyn who had become friends with Rafael and his wife since they had moved in. All of them said the same - Nieves was in labor. The baby was coming and was coming early. Three weeks early, and for Rafael it seemed that time stood still at that moment. All that mattered was his wife and unborn child. Not the case, not himself, not any single thing other than the two people he loved more than anything.

Rushing out of the courthouse, nearly barreling into Rollins and Fin who were lingering on the steps, Rafael didn’t bother to fill in either, as it seemed obvious in his haste and rush that only one thing would do such a thing to someone like himself, that Nieves was about to give birth. Both were parents that he knew, and he knew they knew the panic of an expectant parent. Rafael threw himself into the next available cab. The little yellow cab’s driver didn’t notice or even question Rafael’s slightly disheveled look or the rambled directions he gave to the hospital where his wife was at, and it wasn’t long before Rafael was on his way. As the taxi cab drove through an ever-busy Manhattan, Rafael tugged at his tie, the purple silk wrapping around his tense hand and slipping around his fingers. It was actually happening, all those months and all those days had been and gone, and now Rafael was hours away from becoming a father. It was surreal, quite nerve-wracking and almost impossible to comprehend.

But even as one of the most important days in Rafael’s life approached, he wouldn’t have changed it for the world. The love that he had for his unborn child and for his wife was impossible to fathom and both were the greatest gifts that Rafael could ever have imagined. He was still a grumpy, dry-witted attorney with a questionable addiction to coffee and a love of coordinating fashion, and Nieves had never once tried to change him. Rafael was himself, just as Nieves was herself, and so would their baby be whoever they were.

As the cab pulled up outside the hospital, Rafael tipped the driver generously and rushed out, his feet hitting against the ground with passionate intensity that could only be described as an expectant father rushing. Rafael quickly found himself out of breath, panting slightly at the reception of the hospital. A young nurse smiled warmly upwards at him.

“Hello sir, how may I help you today? I am Nurse Wu,” asked the nurse in turquoise scrubs and dark hair styled into an intricate plait. She didn’t rush him, noticing that Rafael had run in.

“M-My wife, my wife is in labor, and she’s here,” replied Rafael with a slight pant. He was in his forties for crying out loud, and even though he was going to the gym regularly now, the impromptu run had him out of breath. Nurse Wu nodded, knowing the tell-tale signs of a new father-to-be.

“Now what is your wife’s name?”

“Oh yeah, sorry,” apologized Rafael to the nurse. “Her name is Nieves Fernandez de Córdoba, I can give you her date of birth and Social Security if you need that?”

Nurse Wu shook her head. “It’s quite alright sir, I’ve met a few fathers-to-be like yourself, so you don’t need to apologize!” she said with a warm smile to Rafael while clicking away at her computer screen.

Rafael chuckled lowly. “Never thought this day would come to be honest, and now here it is.”

Nurse Wu nodded. “Ah, I’ve found your wife, Nieves, is on the OB/GYN floor, in room number 4 and her doctor is a Dr. Herrera, and I wish you all good luck and congratulations.”

“Thank you so much,” replied Rafael and, without delay, he took off in the direction of the lift or stairs.

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When Rafael finally reached the OB/GYN floor of the hospital, he hurriedly went in search of his wife’s room. He didn’t have to look long, finding the room and rushing inside. Inside, laid on a hospital bed and dressed in a hospital gown was his wife, hooked up to monitors and machines as she chatted away with his mother and her own mother. The commotion that Rafael seemed to make, coming into the private room as if he were a human hurricane, seemed to stun Nieves and their mothers into silence as both Lucia Barba and María Fernandez de Córdoba sat both in soundless shock.

“I’m here!” said Rafael louder than he intended, his anxiety getting the better of him at that moment.

“Dios mio,” exclaimed Nieves with a slight smile as her husband rushed to her side. “ I knew you’d make it, Rafi, but rest assured both of our Mami have been wonderful.”

Lucia smiled, brushing Nieves’s hair softly. “Oh mija, Rafael wouldn’t miss this for anything,” she said lovingly as María sorted out blankets and baby outfits - both grandmothers had been buying nonstop for the new arrival.

Holding onto Nieves’s hand, Rafael nodded in agreement. “Cariño, I’d move heaven and hell to be here with you, to be by your side now and whenever else we find ourselves here,” murmured Rafael as he placed his free hand on his wife’s pregnant belly. The three women chuckled at that and Rafael furrowed his brows in slight confusion.

“Let's have this little one before we think about adding any more little Barbas to our familia,” smiled Nieves.

——

Starlight flickered through the room’s windows and even though it was many floors above the ground, the hustle and bustle of New York City carried upwards, the city that never slept. Rafael, however was also not sleeping, not unlike the city he called home. Nieves was fast asleep, that he could see and knew from where he was nestled in the comfy armchair. Hours had passed since he had arrived into the room where his wife, mother and mother-in-law were, his unborn child about to arrive into the world.

Glancing over the foot of the hospital bed, Rafael’s green eyes fell upon the little bassinet that held his sleeping child. Wrapped up in a little blanket, knitted by Lucia and wearing a little green hat knitted by María, who were both now proud abuelas, was Rafael’s newborn son.

The littlest Barba had entered the world after a long labor, screaming and crying at the top of his little lungs, covered in blood and fluids. Twenty-seven hours after Rafael had received those calls and text messages, his son had finally arrived. With ten little toes and ten little fingers, the little boy was absolutely perfect in Rafael and Nieves’s eyes, minds and hearts.

Óscar Felipe was the name that Nieves and Rafael had settled upon, having decided not to find out the baby’s gender all those months ago. It was a great fit for their son, with his middle name picked in honor of Nieves’s father, who had yet to meet his newest grandson having been stuck in Madrid. Lucia and María had been the only people to meet Óscar, and so far the only ones other than Rafael and Nieves. Both of their mothers had been so overjoyed, cuddling their grandson and showering him with affection and love. Rafael was about to try to sleep, the events of the day finally catching up with his familiar insomnia, when he noticed his little boy starting to get restless and awake in the bassinet. Arising from his seat, Rafael made his way over to Óscar and took in the incredible sight.

Both his wife, mother and even mother-in-law had rambled about how much Óscar already looked like Rafael, the spitting image of the countless baby photos that Lucia had taken all those years ago. His son’s soft head of hair was tucked away under a little knitted hat, hiding it away, but Óscar’s little eyes were wide open.

“The world is your oyster, mijo, and I’ll always be right there beside you.”

[imyourbratzdoll]

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https://www.tumblr.com/araeph/153886578765/zutarians-act-like-kataras-romance-with-aang-is?source=share

This is so funny.

So zuko can make household chores because he learned how to serve tea but i guess aang can’t make a fruit pie. 

Or zuko knows some things are more important than romamce? So katara being chained is totally the same as mai being in safe.

Aang dying in kataras arms is a parental responsibility?!

Wtf is this dude smoking

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I love how they act like the episode in which we see Aang canonically apologize for letting all the attention from being the Avatar go to his head means he could never possibly change, even though we see the change on screen AND that it stuck since he is also annoyed at Toph for not helping out. By that logic, Zuko is still racist and violent and would thus treat Katara HORRIBLY. Character development only counts when it happens to a character they like.

“Parental responsibilities” THEY ARE CHILDREN, STOP TREATING THEM LIKE ADULTS! KATARA CANONICALLY HATES BEING THOUGHT OF AS THE MOTHER OF THE GROUP, AND ZUKO JUST DISCOVERED THAT PARENTS SHOULDN’T DISFIGURE THEIR KIDS! THEY’RE NOT ADULTS, THEY’RE THEIR FRIENDS’ PARENTS, THIS IS NOT HOW FOUND-FAMILY WORKS!

“Oh, she dressed up as his mom” She also dressed up as her brother’s heavily pregnant wife. It’s almost like they’re children and that doesn’t mean anything to them, and you’re only reading into an obvious joke because it’s convenient. Also Sokka is canonically the ONLY ONE who literally says “When I think of mom, I think Katara”, while Aang has been on team “Katara is still a kid and needs to have fun” from day one.

“Would gain a partner that respects personal boundaries” *shows screenshot of when Katara got mad at Zuko for getting in her personal space and in which SHE has to move away because the dumbass won’t* Beautiful. Effervescent. You don’t see that kind of delusion everyday. Also we all know your ship started because of rape fics, shut the fuck up.

“Someone who sees her as ally” Aang has been Katara’s ally from day one, dipshit.

“Not as a possession” Ah yes, because the guy that was constantly accusing his girlfriend of liking someone else even as she explicitly said she didn’t give a shit about a dude’s existence, and then proceeded to throw said dude over a table in a fit of rage TOTALLY doesn’t have any issues with jealousy, possessiveness and self-control. Funny how when Zuko does it we need to take into account his traumas and the fact that he’s a teenager that doesn’t know any better due to not being an adult yet, but Aang needs to be threated as an adult that is already set on his ways despite being younger than Zuko AND constantly talked about as if he’s a toddler by zutarians.

“Someone who waits for the right time to talk” Yeah, to use her biggest trauma as a cheat-code to get the forgiveness and friendship he feels entitled to. He spent the start of the episode DEMANDING Katara’s time, attention and understanding and she REPEATEDLY told him to back off and he only got the hint when she yelled at him. I love Zuko, but patience, taking hints, and not struggling with entitlement have NEVER been traits of his.

“He understands how much she needs her family and puts them first” Again, he literally used that get what he wanted. He only started caring AFTER they were already on a journey. Can we stop the blantant lying and dick-sucking?

“Rather than someone who disappears when she needs them” Again, on the map thing Aang realizes on his own that he messed up and tells the truth, character development counts when it happens to someone other than your favorite emo boy. Well forgive Aang for panicking when he discovers that his life’s mission went to hell and that the world has completely lost hope. And it’s funny how, if he doesn’t let her go in Ba Sing Se despite his mission being important, he’s the bad guy, but if he DOES put the mission before Katara he is STILL the bad guy. It’s almost like zutarians are biased or something…

“The guy that ditched Katara to help his father continue commiting genocide after hearing about what happened to Katara’s mom has sympathy for her loss, unlike the best friend that is struggling with losing literally everyone in his life - after all, he won’t let her murder someone over it, since he knows she’ll regret it” Fuck you.

“Zuko trusts her to deal with her anger and pain in her own way” Again, no, he was literally just using her and her trauma because he felt awkward about her being the only one in the friend group that still hated his guts. He didn’t start to genuinely connect with her until they were already deep in the journey. AANG is the only that literally lets her borrow Appa to go on said mission, and accepts when she decides not forgive Yon Rha after all, despite sparing his life, and ZUKO tells Aang “You were right.” Stop lying for five minutes.

“Ironically a partner that understands that some things are more important than romance” Once again, LOVE how Aang is the bad guy if he puts his mission before Katara, but he doesn’t he is STILL the bad guy.

“Would not risk her life and everyone else’s to keep his moral purity” *conveniently doesn’t show Zuko not killing his father when he had THE perfect chance because that’s the Avatar’s job (and would be kinslaying in his eyes) and thus it’d be dishonorable to do it*

“Someone who sees her for who she is, not who he wants her to be” Zuko literally thought Katara had it in her to be a blood-thristy killer just for the sake of revenge. Aang knew she would regret it and let her realize it on her own by letting her go to the mission, with the guy that was fully on team “Go murder!” because he KNEW Katara would never do it. And he was right, and Zuko said as much. Because Aang is the one who knows her, he just doesn’t know the OC you call Katara.

[idontgiveaflyinggrayson69]

Author: Nat / @idontgiveaflyinggrayson69​ & @thirteenisles​

Tagging: @suitandtys​ @ryanpulock​

Relationship: Andrei x Kat

Warning: Pregnancy. Major character injury (Andrei’s knee). Smut. Unprotected sex (wrap it up kids).

Word Count: 5.7k

Comments: I know it’s a little late but happy birthday Tiff!!!! I know Kat and Drei are your favourite couple so here’s another slice of life fic of them! Hope you enjoy! xx

(c) nat g. 2023 // do not repost, do not claim as your own

“It’s so crazy to think that the babies will be here in four short months,” Andrei said softly as he rubbed Kat’s growing bump. At twenty weeks, she was halfway through the pregnancy, though she had a feeling she wasn’t going to make it further than 36 weeks. The twins were measuring above average for their gestation and Elena said both Geno and Andrei hadn’t made it to their due date.

“I know,” Kat smiled and covered his hand. Even as big as her growing bump was, his hand still spanned it. “Crazy how fast time has flown.”

“We’re gonna be parents soon and hopefully by then I’ll have my brace off,” he continued, still rubbing her bump. He had shown huge strides in his recovery, and by two weeks post-op he was able to walk without crutches, even if Kat begged him to keep using them so he wouldn’t reinjure himself. Honestly the injury couldn’t have come at a worst time, and it wasn’t because the playoffs were so close he could practically taste them or because he could still remember how much it sucked to be sidelined during the playoffs. It was because Kat was in her second trimester how with her hump growing bigger with every passing day and he was supposed to be taking care of her. She was carrying their babies. He was supposed to take care of her, cook her dinner and get her cravings for her and build her the nursery of her dreams, and instead he was sidelined to the couch while his pregnant girlfriend helped him to the bathroom when he had to go. It was absolute torture for him, and he’d do anything to recover faster so he’d be able to take care of the twins and Kat after their birth.

“Don’t rush anything, Drei. I just want you to be healthy, I want all of us to be healthy,” her voice was softly as she rubbed her belly where she knew baby B was resting. The last thing she needed was Andrei over doing it during his recovery and tearing right through his healing ACL.

“We will be, Kisa,” he reassured her and rubbed soft circles over her bump with his thumb. “Do you still wanna know what we’re having?” In the beginning, before they knew they were having twins, Kat wanted it to be a surprise, but since they found out they were having twins, she had been leaning more toward knowing. Coming up with both a boy’s and girl’s name was one thing, having to come up with both two boy’s and girl’s names was something else.

“It would help with picking names,” she replied with a small smile and rested her head on his shoulder. “Do you not want to know?”

“I do want to know. Really bad,” his smile grew as he covered her hand with his. Elena was sure they were having boys after she strung her ring on her chain and it swung in a straight line over Kat’s belly, but Andrei was still holding onto hope that they’d have a little girl. Of course, all that mattered was that the babies were healthy, but he really did want to have a daughter, a little girl that took after the woman he loved.

Kat smiled and leaned into him a little more so she could kiss his jaw, “then let’s find out, yeah? You know there’s this cupcake bakery down the road from the OB, I bet they could fill two cupcakes for us if you wanted to do that?”

Andrei’s smile softened as he nodded before he kissed her softly, “I think that’s perfect for the two of us.”

Kat chased his lips before her smile grew at the firm kicks she got as if the babies were agreeing, “it does. And I think the babies like the idea of cupcakes.”

Andrei laughed a deep laugh that made Kat’s chest warm before he rubbed her belly, desperate to feel a kick for himself. The last two weeks Kat has insisted that their kicks were getting stronger and that soon he’d feel for himself, but he had yet to experience the joy of his babies moving. “They like cake like their mama, huh?” He smiled and shuffled down the bed despite Kat’s pointed look so he could kiss her belly, and he cut her off when she opened her mouth to tell him to take it easy, “do you have a mama’s intuition on what we’re having?”

She shook her head as she sighed, but she thought about it for a moment as she rubbed Andrei’s hand. “I don’t know. Elena thinks it’s twin boys. I mean, two Svech boys may be a lot to handle at once, but I hope at least on is a boy that looks just like you.” She pulled her hand back to run her fingers through his hair. “A handsome little boy with your beautiful soft hair and your bright smile and your big brown eyes.”

Andrei softened completely as he listened to her and pressed a kiss to her belly before he moved back up her body so he could kiss her deeply, trying to pour all his love for her into the kiss. “I love you so much,” he told her.

Kat chased his lips, threading her fingers through his hair to keep him close. “I love you more,” she replied and kissed him again so he couldn’t argue. Andrei groaned against her lips but every time he tried to pull back to tell her that she was wrong, that she couldn’t possibly love him more than he loved her, Kat just kissed him again, her smile growing knowing that, for once, she actually won.

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Their twenty-week scan was later that week and, like every scan before, Andrei got misty eyed looking at his growing babies on the screen. They looked more and more like babies with every scan and their heartbeats were so strong.

“They have strong hearts like their mother,” he smiled and kissed Kat’s temple as he looked at the screen before he recorded the sound on his phone so they could hear it later. He’d never tire of hearing their beautiful little heart beats.

The tech was kind enough to write down the sex of both twins and put it in an envelope so they could bring it to the bakery. Luckily their appointment was in the morning so the bakery had a few vanilla cupcakes they hadn’t decorated yet so they filled two with the appropriate colour icing and packaged them into individual boxes with a congratulations and Andrei was sure to leave them a generous tip. He always had a soft spot for bakers.

Both Andrei and Kat were shaking with excitement as Kat drove them back home (something Andrei still grumbled about even though he knew he physically couldn’t drive with his knee). She wanted to wait until after lunch because she knew having that much sugar on a basically empty stomach—listen breakfast was three hours ago—would probably make her want to throw up. Andrei knew that, and he agreed to wait a little longer, but his left leg was still bouncing with anticipation as she heated up some leftovers from dinner the night before. The cupcake boxes were right there, within arms’ reach, and it was absolutely killing him.

Kat took her time eating lunch having learnt the hard way that she really had to pace herself if she didn’t want to throw up. She had not one but two babies growing inside her and they were pushing her stomach up which meant she was prone to heart burn and vomiting if she ate too much or too quickly. That was especially difficult with her insatiable cravings and the babies’ demand for food.

She did the dishes after lunch too, giving her stomach extra time to settle before she picked the boxes up and brought them up to bed so they could have them while Andrei rested his leg. He had already been up on it far too much for her liking. It was only once she was sure his knee was okay propped up on a pillow that she handed him one of the cupcakes before settling into bed with the other.

Andrei ripped the box in his excitement to open it, his fingers already coated in the white icing that decorated the top as he held it up, waiting for her to get hers out. “Okay, you ready, Kisa?” He asked, practically bouncing in excitement.

Kat laughed and licked the icing off her thumb as she held her own cupcake. “You first?”

Andrei was in no position to argue so he nodded and Kat watched with a bright smile as he bit into his cupcake, icing smeared all over his face and when he pulled back there was pink icing in the middle and his whole face lit up as he looked at Kat. A girl! One of them was a girl! A mini Kat! They were having a girl! “Pink!” He yelled, half swallowing. “Pink! Kisa! It’s a girl!”

Kat’s smile grew as she looked at Andrei and she quickly took a bite of her cupcake, her eyes widening when she realized hers was filled with blue. A boy! One of them was a boy! A mini Andrei! They were having a boy and girl! She swallowed the bite and licked the icing from her lips before she turned it around to show him the blue as she got tears in her eyes. “A little girl and a little boy,” she told him, her voice soft as her throat tightened.

His eyes widened in disbelief before his smile grew in absolute joy. “One of each?” He asked, his voice just as soft as he sat the rest of his cupcake in the box to reach over and touch her bump.

“One of each,” she nodded and put the rest of her cupcake in the box before she pulled him in for a hug, pressing her face into his shoulder. “A little boy and a little girl, Drei.”

“I’m so fucking happy, Kisa,” he told her, burying his nose in her hair as he held her tight. “We’re getting both.”

“Me too,” she whispered and fisted his shirt to keep him close. She had no clue what she did to deserve him and this family with him, but she was thankful. Not a day went by she wasn’t thankful to have him and now they were going to have a son and a daughter and, if they were lucky, more of each.

He rubbed her back as he held her. In Russia he didn’t think he’d ever have children, not sure he’d be able to afford them and wanting a better life for them than he and Geno had, even if he was thankful for everything his parents did for them. But now he could afford a better life for his family and he wanted to give Kat as many babies as her heart desired and they were having one of each on the first try. One of each! A little baby boy and a little baby girl!

Kat pulled back to kiss him but she was smiling too hard for it to last long. “Our family, Drei,” she told him and guided one of his hands to her belly. “We’re having a son and a daughter.”

“Our perfect little family,” he whispered and kissed her again.

Her smile softened as they soaked each other in before she cupped his cheek as she laid him back down, not wanting any strain on his knee. She rubbed his hand on her belly as she kissed his jaw and rested her head on his shoulder as he continued to rub her bump before she told him, “I have an idea for a name.”

“Yeah? I do too but you go first,” he replied with a smile.

She shifted to look up at him as she continued to rub his hand, “so I know it’s not really a Russian thing to name kids after people who’re still alive and all, but I know how much your brother means to you and I love him too, and I was thinking… maybe we could honour him by naming our son after him?”

Andrei’s heart ached as he melted completely. Geno was his best friend and the second most important person in his life behind Kat and he loved how much Kat loved his family too, how much they were all a family together. His hand twitched with the desire to get up and go over to his closet and grab the ring he bought for her back in Florida with his mama but he fought the desire as he smiled at her. “You’d really want to name our son after him?” He asked.

“I would,” Kat nodded.

Andrei had to wipe his eyes and his voice softened as his throat tightened. “Geno would love that,” he agreed. “But I was thinking maybe Nikolai as a name, so what about Nikolai Evgeny Svechnikov?”

The tears in Kat’s eyes matched Andrei’s and her smile grew as she felt a firm kick from her left side, the side baby B, baby boy, was resting, and she moved Andrei’s hand over to where the kick came from. “I think he likes it,” she laughed, and her point was emphasized by another, harder, kick that made her laugh.

Andrei’s bright smile slipped in shock and his eyes widened as he looked at her and it only made Kat’s smile grow as she asked, “did you feel that?”

“Yeah,” he nodded quickly. “Was that…?”

“Yeah,” she breathed out as her smile widened. “That would be our son kicking.”

“Oh my god,” he whispered as he looked at her belly and gently rubbed that spot again, tears gathering in his eyes when he got another kick. “This is the most amazing thing I’ve ever felt.”

“I’m so happy you can feel them,” she said and kissed his cheek to cover up her own tears. She had been able to feel them for the last month and a half and every week their movements only got stronger from fluttering to real kicks and she was so happy Andrei could feel them now.

“This is amazing,” he breathed a laugh when he got another kick from rubbing that spot again. “That’s our baby, our babies.”

“Our babies,” she agreed and squeezed his hand. “Our babies. And soon they’ll be able to hear us.”

“Really? They can hear us?” His voice was soft as he looked at her with his big brown puppy dog eyes.

“Soon they will,” she explained as she looked down at her belly with a soft smile. She may look far along since she was carrying two but she still had a long way to go. “They can hear my heartbeat now, and in another two months I think they’ll be able to hear my voice, and yours.” Andrei shook his head in disbelief making Kat squeeze his hand again, “halfway there, Drei. Our babies, our son and daughter, will be here before we know it.”

Andrei’s smile slipped for a moment before he leaned down to kiss her belly, his hand replacing his lips a moment later. “I need to be better for you and the babies,” he told her, his voice soft.

“Andrei,” she sighed, her smile slipping. It was a conversation they had had a hundred times since his injury and today was a happy day, she didn’t want the happy mood to be ruined with his sulking over his inability to serve her at hand and foot. She wasn’t helpless, just pregnant. “You’re here with us and you’re okay, that’s all I can ask for,” she told him with a bit of a pointed look.

“I need to be up and walking to take care of you and them. You’ll need to rest, Kisa,” he replied.

“Hey, no. You need to rest,” she said with a stern look, taking his hand in hers. “I can take care of things, okay? I’m not heavily pregnant yet, okay? I’m healthy and the doctor doesn’t think bedrest is in my future. I’m okay and I’ll look after you.” When Andrei frowned, she kissed him, though it didn’t last long as he pulled back with a frown.

“I need to be better by the time the babies come so I can take care of you and them,” he replied. “You carried them for nine months and then gave birth. It’s my job to look after them so you can rest and heal. I need to be better for that.”

“Andrei,” she sighed and sat up straighter to look at him. “I can take care of myself, and we have your mom and Geno and Sara, okay? We have a whole village to help us.”

“I know, but I’m their papa, I want to help, I need to help,” his voice was soft as he looked at her with his big brown eyes.

“And you will, Andrei,” she rubbed her thumb over his cheek bone. “You’re going to be an incredible papa, I know it.”

He kissed the inside of her wrist before he nodded. “And you’ll be the most amazing mama.” He just had to be better, or better enough, when the babies come. But he didn’t want it to weigh on Kat anymore so he dropped it as he looked back down at her belly. “Guess now we need to figure out our little princess’s name.”

“We have time,” she hummed and gave him a small smile. She hadn’t given girls’ names much thought, but she really liked the idea of naming the girl after Elena. Andrei adored her and the only reason she was able to get with Andrei was because of the sacrifices Elena and Igor made for Geno and Andrei, not to mention she was the best mother Kat ever had. She’d love to honour Elena in some way, but they had time to figure it out. In the meantime, she curled in closer to him and tucked her face into the crook of his neck as she said, “I love you so much, Drei.”

“I love you, too, Kat, so much.” He meant every word he said. She was his everything, his world.

It wasn’t possible for her to curl into him any closer but she tried regardless and whispered, “I never thought I could be so happy.” It made her stomach twist to think about how close she had come to marrying Derek and how different her life would have been, how much worst it would have been. Andrei was the one for her, he always had been.

“Neither could I, but then you came into my life,” he said softly, looking at her like she hung the starts in the night sky.

“Yeah,” she laughed. “I never would have thought that the bright eyed baby boy who came over from Russia and could barely speak English would end up being my baby daddy but here we are.”

Andrei’s smile grew and he couldn’t help but kiss her. “And to think you wanted nothing to do with ‘the kid,’” he said, referring to the nickname she gave him for the better hard of his first three season in the NHL.

She scrunched her nose up as she thought back to his rookie year. He was thinner then, much thinner, with soft, childlike features, and these big, clueless brown eyes because he struggled to follow the conversation. “Did you see yourself at that age? You looked like a kid. Now you’re a man,” she laughed but Andrei’s smile only grew as he looked at her.

“You called me kid up until the party where I fucked you like a man,” he said and bit his lip. She may have called him ‘kid’ a few times after that, but they both knew everything changed after they fucked in that bathroom.

Kat couldn’t help but sigh and press her legs together as she thought back to it, “you certainly did. You rocked my socks and you were still a baby compared to now.”

“Now I fuck you better?” He asked cheekily, still smirking as he looked at her.

“You do,” she hummed, happy to stroke his ego if he made him feel better. “And I think your dick’s gotten thicker, too.”

She watched as his eyes darkened and even if one good leg and her pregnant it was easy for him to turn her onto her side, grip her hips and pull her flush against him so she could feel him. It had been long, too long, since they fucked, Kat not wanting to hurt Andrei’s recovering knee and it was clear to both of them that the time apart only made both of them more desperate.

Andrei’s voice was breathy as he said, “maybe I should fuck you now then?”

Kat’s eyes fluttered closed as she moaned softly. There was nothing she wanted more than for him to fuck her, for her to be full of his cock and his cum. “But your knee,” she forced herself to say.

“You can sit on my face,” he said and kissed along her jaw. “I know you’ve been horny, baby. I know it’s been hard for you, so let me please my girl.”

He wasn’t wrong. The second trimester had made her unbearably horny but she had to keep it to herself and satisfy herself as Andrei recovered from surgery, but her dildo, vibrator and the detachable showerhead were nothing compared to the feeling of Andrei inside of her and the thought of Andrei’s mouth, the thought of Andrei’s tongue buried inside her, made her moan loudly.

Yeah okay,” she nodded and sat up to pull her shirt off, her thighs already pressed together. “I’ll blow you after.”

Andrei didn’t care about the blowjob but he smirked as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside before he slowly slid down the bed so his head was resting comfortably on the pillow. “Come on then, pretty girl, let me take care of you,” he said and licked his lips as he waited.

“Tell me if your knee starts to bother you, okay?” She said as she stood up and peeled her (his) shirt off and pushed her loose shorts and underwear off.

“I will, I promise, Kisa.” He licked his lips as he ran his eyes over her body. “Fuck you’re so fucking hot.”

“Wait till you feel how wet I am,” she hummed and made sure his knee and neck were supported by the pillows before she straddled his middle. Part of her wanted to rut against the firmness of his abs, but she knew his mouth would be well worth the wait. He may be the youngest she ever had, but he was the best, and he genuinely loved to be buried between her thighs.

He licked his lips and reached above him to fix the pillows ever so slightly to get as comfortable as he could before he said, “come on, sit on my face, Kisa. Let me taste you.”

He didn’t have to ask again, though she took her time moving up his body and settling over him. Soon they’d have to move the pillows down lower or she wouldn’t be able fit with her growing bump, but she could fit now and that was that mattered and she clenched around nothing in anticipation. It had been so long and she needed this, needed him.

He gripped her hips and he craned his neck up and licked up her slit with a loud moan. “Fuck… so wet,” he managed to get out before he pulled her closer by her hips so he could dive in.

“Oh fuck, Drei,” she moaned loudly and gripped the headboard so she’d have something to hold onto. “Fuck I’ve missed your tongue.”

“I missed fucking you with it,” he said, his voice muffled by her pussy before he focused on her clit, knowing just how sensitive she had been. He may not have been able to fuck her after his surgery, but he had heard her vibrator and her moans in the shower and he had fingered her until she came a few times, not that it was every enough to satisfy her.

She couldn’t stop herself from grinding down on him. Ever since her morning sickness stopped she had been so sensitive and needy and it had been over two weeks since she last had his mouth or his cock and she knew she was going to cum quickly. It didn’t help that he was scruffy too. He hadn’t shaved since his surgery and his beard was rubbing against her inner thighs driving her crazy as the roughness contrasted against the softness of his lips and tongue.  

“Fuck, fuck Andrei—" she moaned loudly and ground her hips against his tongue as she got closer. “You’re gonna make me—" She couldn’t finish her sentence as she came hard on his tongue, moaning his name loudly as she held onto the headboard.

He couldn’t believe it had been two weeks since he had last tasted her cum and he moaned just as loud as he closed his eyes and focused on the taste of her, pressing his tongue into her to draw out her taste before he focused on her clit to make her cum again and he could tell from the shaking of her legs it wouldn’t take much to draw another one from her, she was so sensitive.

When he wrapped his lips around her clit, he had her reaching down to fist his hair as her high started to roll into another. “Fuck, Drei, don’t stop,” she begged him, not that he had any plans to stop. He was determined to make her cum as many times as she needed, sucking harder on her clit as he looked up at her pretty wrecked face.

Her jaw was slack and her cheeks flushed as she moaned, “oh fuck me,” and it only took a few movements of his tongue before she was cumming again.

He gave her ass a playful smack as he fucked her through it. “Taste so good, Kisa,” he said against her, his voice muffled by her as he drew it out.

It took Kat a moment to find her voice, so focused on how good Andrei felt before the need for more consumed her. She knew what the doctor said about overworking and overstraining himself but she still found herself asking, “fuck, can we— can I ride you if I’m gentle?” She was so desperate to be filled up with his cock.

Fuck what his doctor said, Andrei thought, “yes, baby, please.”

“Gotta let me take care of you,” her voice was breathy. “Just lay back and let me fuck you, Drei.” She slowly moved down and rested over his abs so she could look at him, his eyes dark and lips and chin coated in her cum.

He shifted a little to make sure his right leg was comfortable as he watched her, his cock aching for her. “You’re so fucking pretty, Kisa, especially pregnant. God, I’m such a lucky man,” he told her and licked his lips, tasting her cum, which only made him want her more.

The corner of her lip twitched up as she ground down against his abs, “you like knowing you put these babies in me, Drei?”

“Fuck yeah I do,” he grinned. “It’s so fucking hot seeing you carry our babies.”

She was gentle as she moved down and carefully helped him take his shorts and boxers down before she settled over his hips, his cock an angry red. “Needy, baby?” She asked him with a hum as she wrapped her hand around him, feeling how hard he was for her.

He groaned loudly and cursed under his breath. It had been two weeks since he had her. Two weeks too long, he thought to himself and pressed his hips into her hand, groaning when she tsked him. “Need that tight wet pussy wrapped around me,” he managed to get out and tried to pull her closer by her hips.

“I know,” she smirked and gave him a few strokes, thumbing his slit which only pulled louder moans from him.

“Kisa,” he groaned painfully. “Please, baby, it’s been too long.”

“I know,” she hummed and reached between her legs to gather some of her wetness before she stroked his cock a few more times and lined him up with her entrance and she slowly sunk down on him, moaning loudly at the feeling of him filling her up.

“Holy fuck,” he moaned loud, gripping her hips tightly to keep her still as he adjusted to the feeling of her. “You feel incredible, Kisa.”

She nodded as she tilted her head back. “I needed this,” she said, her voice breathy as she fluttered around him.

“Me too, fuck,” he groaned as he looked at her. “You feel so good.”

Kat planted her hands on his chest before she started to move slowly, not wanting to hurt him. His eyes closed and his jaw was slack as he dug his nails into her hips. No matter how many times they fucked he never got over how incredible she felt around him.

Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked at how beautiful Kat was above him with her flushed cheeks and full chest and he slowly started to rub her clit, needing to feel her cum around his cock.

“Fuck, Andrei,” she moaned and her nails dug into the meat of his chest over how good it felt.

“That’s right, use my cock, get yourself off baby,” he moaned loudly, struggling to stay still with how good she felt around him.

She ground against him more than she rode him, fluttering around his cock as she got closer. “I’m gonna cum, Drei.”

“Then cum baby, let me feel you soak my cock,” he replied with a breathy moan, his cheeks as flushed as hers were.

He kept thumbing her clit and she was so sensitive that when she came, she raked her nails down his chest, leaving angry red lines in her wake as she moaned his name.

“Shit, baby, fuck,” he moaned, his back arching into her touch at the pain that blurred into pleasure and he knew it wasn’t going to take much more for him to cum.

“Drei, fuck, need you to fill me up, please,” Kat rolled her hips into his as best she could as she rode him, desperate to make him feel good so he could fill her up.

He cursed in Russian as he closed his eyes. “I’m gonna—” he managed to get out before he came, filling her up with a long groan. He had missed filling her up so much, missed how she fluttered around him as he pumped her full of his cum, missed knowing that a part of him was buried deep inside her.

“Yes, fuck yes, so good for me, Drei,” she praised him, slowing her hips to draw his high out for him. His moans were so loud they all but echoed in the room, but it only spurred Kat on as she pinched his nipple between her fingers, making his hips jerk up into hers as he moaned another string of Russian curses. “Good boy, you’re such a good boy for me,” she praised him, knowing damn well he loved the praise.

It took several long moments for Andrei to come down from his high and catch his breath, but once he did, Kat leaned in and kissed him softly, the kiss only lasting a moment since the size of her belly had her straining her neck. “Are you okay? Didn’t hurt you?” She asked him, gently rubbing her hand over the angry red marks she left on him but he smiled up at her with pleasure blown pupils.

“I’m so good baby, so fucking good,” he said, his chest still rising and falling quickly with the afterglow before he pulled her back in for another kiss.

She hummed into the kiss and cupped his jaw before she pulled back. “Good, missed having you inside me.”

“Me too,” he agreed. “Never that long again, okay?”

“Never,” she agreed and slowly pulled back, letting him slip out of her with a soft wince before she went to the bathroom to clean herself up and came back with a warm cloth to clean Andrei up. She was gentle as she ran the cloth over his chest, abs, and cock. His skin was still flushed and his eyes were dark which kept the corner of her lip twitched up before she gentle kissed the broken skin on his chest. “Sorry,” she whispered even if she wasn’t, and even though Andrei gave her a sheepish smile.

“Don’t be, you know I like it when you mark me up, Kisa.”

She knew that, but she still shook her head before she kissed the marks again and then his lips before she tossed the cloth into the hamper. She crawled into bed, clothes forgotten, before she grabbed the rest of her cupcake off her bedside table for a much needed snack that made Andrei laugh. “What?” She asked, her voice muffled by the cake and her upper lip coated in white icing.

“Nothing,” he replied with a shake of his head. He was so incredibly in love with her.

“Babies are hungry,” she replied simply.

“Oh, of course,” he nodded before he sighed and put his hand on her belly with a soft smile. Their babies were in there, their son and daughter were in there.

Baby boy Svechnikov and his little princess baby girl Svechnikova.

He truly was the happiest guy alive.