#I’m buying diapers and baby clothes

[belleswiftss17]

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[heavyhitterheaux]

Wife and Mother To Be

Synopsis: While you and Joe are shopping for a friend's baby shower, he has a realization about his future with you.

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Girlfriend!Reader

Requested by @hoodharlow 😘💕

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Standing in the baby section of Target and holding up two different onesies to compare them, your phone started to vibrate in the back pocket of your jeans. Placing one of them across your arm, you pulled your phone out to answer it and was greeted by a frantic boyfriend.

“Baby! Where did you run off to this time? You said we were coming in here for toothpaste and face masks. Next thing I know, I turn around and my girlfriend is missing! Are you at Starbucks again?! You ALWAYS do this when we come in here.” You heard your boyfriend say as you picked up and didn't wait for a proper greeting.

“You were literally standing there for fifteen minutes comparing different ones so I walked away. I'm in the baby section looking at clothes. And no, I already went to Starbucks and my drink is gone so I'll need to make another stop before we leave.”

“No, no, and no. I am literally taking you to lunch so no more stops and wait a minute, why are you in the baby section? Is there something you need to tell me?” Joe asked and you immediately rolled your eyes.

“For Gabby! Her baby shower is tomorrow, remember? Just come over here and help me pick things out for her.”

“Oh, right. Be right there, I'm walking over now.”

It was another two minutes when you saw Joe coming towards you and he greeted you by placing a soft kiss on your lips.

“Wait a minute, why do you have a cart? We got a basket when we came in here. What did you plan on buying her? The entire section? Am I paying for this?”

“Joseph, will you relax!? I'm just getting her a few things and then we can go eat. Now what do you think about these?” You asked as you held up the same two onesies to show him.

“Hmm, what is she having again?” Joe asked as he was looking at both of them.

“A girl, Joe. Both of these are pink.”

“So? What's your point? I wear pink too.”

“But not something that says princess on it!” You responded to him as you laughed.

“At least not yet anyway and I like both of them.”

“Okay good. Both it is and I’m ignoring you.”

“I should ignore you for leaving me by myself.”

“Oh, that's right. I forgot that you need supervision all the time.”

“No, that's you. I'm a responsible adult. You're the one who comes in here for one thing when you tell me you'll be back in twenty minutes but an hour goes by and you're nowhere to be found.”

“And you use whatever I bring back home so you benefit from it so I don’t want to hear it.” You told him with a smirk and now it was Joe’s turn to roll his eyes.

“Come on and help me. Sooner we finish, the sooner we get food and go home.” You told him and he quickly agreed as he started browsing the baby toys.

Before you knew it, another thirty minutes had passed by and the two of you had a cart full of different things for Gabby. You were satisfied with how much you had gotten, but Joe was still browsing.

“Babe, come on. This should be enough.” You told him as you came up behind and wrapped your arms around him as he was now comparing two different diaper brands and you suddenly got a flashback to the toothpaste situation.

“You can never have enough diapers though, right?”

“Sweetheart, we got her four packs already.”

“Yeah, but are those really the best ones? I think that these might be better in case she has a blow out. My nephew did that to me and I still have PTSD. Therapy was needed after that.” Joe told you as he put the other diapers back and you couldn't help but to laugh.

“Not funny, babe. I didn't realize how much shit could come out of someone so little.”

“It is funny, Joseph and I wish I was there to be able to see your face when it happened.”

“Keep going and I'm not feeding you.” Joe told you as he put the diapers you had gotten in the cart back and replaced them with the brand that he wanted.

“But, I need energy in order to ride you later.” You replied and Joe immediately turned a bright shade of red as you began to laugh.

“BABE!”

“What? What'd I say?”

“You know what you said. Come on so we can go.”

Later on that night you were sitting on the middle of the floor in your shared bedroom with Joe when he walked in to see what you were doing.

“You run away from me in Target and at home. Did I do something?” Joe playfully asked as he sat across from you and began to help you wrap the gifts for Gabby.

“Nothing at all, Joey. Doing this so I can spend the rest of the night cuddling my amazing boyfriend whom I love to the moon and back.”

“Just the moon, not further?”

“Well we aren't going to the sun unless we want to burn to a crisp so yeah the moon.”

“I'll take it.”

You were folding the onesies when Joe was simply admiring you. Before he could stop himself, he blurted it out.

“When are we going to have one?” He asked and your mouth instantly hit the floor, but you tried to compose yourself.

“Um, have a what?” You asked clearly flustered and Joe simply laughed.

“You know what I mean.” Joe responded as he pulled you to sit in his lap as he kissed the top of your head while his arms wrapped around you.

“You want a baby? With me?” You asked with your voice dripping with uncertainty.

“I want everything with you. I thought that much was obvious. And not just one baby, multiple.” He answered and you turned around to look at him.

“You're serious?”

“I love you and I'm as serious as a heart attack.”

“Well you low key just gave me one.” You muttered against his chest and he laughed.

“Don't you want that with me?”

“Of course I do. I want nothing more than to make it a reality. I just didn't really know how to tell you or if you were ready. I mean you are literally at the peak of your career.”

“Baby, you can tell me anything and everything. You know that. And so what? If this is something that we both want, we're going to make it work.”

“You're not messing with me?”

“Now, why would I do that? I want to make you my wife too whenever that time comes. Mrs. Sheisty has a nice ring to it, don't you think?”

Now it was your turn to shy away and hide in his chest and all he did was laugh.

“In that case, I can't wait for you and our daughter to have matching pink outfits.”

“Oh, so you want a girl first?”

“Of course, girls run the world and she is going to have you wrapped around her little finger just like I do now.” You told him as you poked his nose.

“If that's the case, you want to get started? I heard that making the baby is the fun part.”

[clawsonpaws]

Tips for closeted littles from a closeted little

Diapers: period pads (get the overnight ones) or period underwear, they might not work superrrr well but they’re worth a try

Paci: chewlry, lollipops, baby bottle pops, push pops, I’ve seen lollipops that look like pacis before, your thumb✨

Sippy cups/bottles: cute water bottles with straws

Clothes: adult onesies, most pajamas are super cuteee, cute clothes in general no one will question you since it’s a style

Bed?: I personally roll up blankets and put them on the side of my bed not by the wall and it makes me feel like I’m in a sorta crib

If you have a way to go to a convenience store and pay without parents knowing, they will most likely have baby products, make sure to buy some big things too if they ask

Ask a friend you’re comfortable with to buy something little for you if they’re able to

Kids games on any device really, if you’re superrrr concerned you can delete them after playing them

Swaddle yourself in a blanket it’s super cozy and you can pretend you’re a ghost!!

No one questions stuffies!!! You can play pretend with them when you’re alone :3

Baths! Just say you wanna relax and you can have super fun bubble baths!

Listen to lullabies with headphones on

Mac and cheese, yoggies (they are like little balls of yogurt covered strawberries and they make me feel so little), Cheerios, cheez its, goldfish, fruit snacks

For me, cups that are super big so they make me seem small while holding them

Always use little spoons/forks

Ask parents to cut up meat when given to you (my mom does it all the time:3)

Juice boxes/caprisuns never get questioned

Bracelets make me feel little, I dunno about anyone else

Watch kids shows (no one EVER questions Bluey)

Fictional caregivers (either make an imaginary one or make head cannons of a character!!)

Character ai has fictional caregivers you can talk to, plus you can make ais of them if there isn’t any

Find old baby/toddler stuff (for some reason a lot of people have them in their closet) and say you’re keeping them for nostalgia

If you have a parter tell them the little names you like as petnames they can call you

Coloring books never get questions

Get a journal that you can write little things in or draw in when regressed

HELLO KITTY, need I say more?

Cute socks!!

Weighted blankies

Oversized everything

Truck or treat as long as you can

If you cosplay cosplay as a child

Sensory items

Those hoodies that look like puppies

Bright colors on things you can (if they don’t make you overstimulated)

The tiny backpacks

You can use graphic novels as picture books!!

Bento boxes make me feel like I’m having a little lunch

If you can use straws when you drink from a cup and not a bottle

Oversized sweater and shorts (no pants nation!!>:3)

Sorry if it’s bad I came up with everything while writing it!!

Good luck to all my other littles love y’all <3 (platonically)

[lolaandthens0me]

Lola, you ought to try some more "medical style diapers" like InControl/Rearz. They aren't printed but some do have like color on the front panel. These diapers have very good absorbency volumes. The Air Active is thin and cloth backed but has a 4300ml volume, the newest BeDry has a 7500ml volume, and their prices are very low compared to a few of the diaper companies that sell their print diaper. White diapers are just as adorable on a baby butt as any ABU, Tykeables, or Bambino diaper. They also have a white two-tape dip like the ABU two tape but just no front panel stickers. Buying diapers is expensive and I thought I'd give you a heads up in case you weren't aware of them.

Hello there and thank you for the tip!

I have been wearing Rearz InControl Elite Hybrids lately. Daddy absolutely adores them on me. ☺️

I probably wear medical dips more often than ABDL specific brand dips. They are cheaper and great for everyday use. I just got a giant order from NorthShore and am so excited to be restocked!! I’m also quite partial to M4s. I don’t think I’ve tried Air Actives yet! (runs to Google to find)

[slaughter-kin]

the 141 as dads

captain john price-

• this man is would be such a good dad

• we all know for a fact this man has a breeding kink so i see him having like 3/4 kids

• waking up early in the morning and eating bowls of cereal watching old cartoon re runs with them

• would start smoking outside or exclusively in his office because he doesn’t want that around them

• type of dad in his retirement to coach his kids football/soccer team

• the best for laying the child on his chest, humming as they fall asleep

• would be super interested in what his children’s interest are (this goes for all of them but i’m putting it here)

• takes his kids on camping and fishings trips

• loves to play hide-n-seek with his kids

• his kids would mock his actions and stand in front of the tv with his hands behind his back, and when they are napping on the couch his kid would also start snoring cause we all know this man snores LOUDLY

• type of dad whenever his kids mention they like eating something once he buys like 5 boxes of it

• would cry they say their first word no matter what is is

• loves taking them to the park

kyle ‘gaz’ garrick-

• okay literally the best dad ever

• i could see him with like 2 or 3 kids

• MATCHING OUTFITS

• if he had girls he would 1000% learn all kind of cute braid styles for them

• when he found out his spouse was pregnant he would be shocked but happy and would immediately buy 100 what to expect when you’re expecting books

• would hate when he kids got into trouble cause he would hate laying the law down but would sit them down and talk every calm but firm

• then would go into another room and be like 🥺

• would NEVER get angry with his kids

• all the mothers would flirt with him in the pickup line at school and he just ignores it

• he thinks his children deserve the entire world

• his kids call Price grandpa

• will blow raspberries on their stomachs until they they can’t stop giggling

• takes 1000 photos of his kids doing anything and then spam sends them to his spouse

• got so nauseous the first time he changed a diaper

• family halloween outfits

john ‘soap’ mactavish-

• such a fun dad

•pillow forts

• ice cream for breakfast

• if he had a son/sons he would cut their hair in the mohawk style as well

• would want so many children omg

• he comes from a big family so i think he would want one as well

• but if his spouse didn’t want a big family he would be okay with it

• if you’ve watched modern family he would be like phil dunphy

• would put his kids on those kid leashes whenever they go anywhere

• i feel like one thing he would struggle with is saying no to his children

• would always help them with their math and science homework

• type of dad to do push ups while his kids are sitting in his back and they are all giggling

• the proudest dad ever! is at every dance recital or sports game or talent show and if he can’t be (because of his job) he would ask all about it when he got home and even if they did poorly he would still tell them how proud of them he is and go her ice cream

•TICKLE FIGHTS

• it would also tear him up if couldn’t be there during a special event for his children

• i also feel like he would cry at major life milestones

• if his children/kid are into sports all you can hear at games is him yelling across the field

simon ‘ghost’ riley-

• GIRL DAD SIMON GIRL DAD SIMON GIRL DAD SIMON

• just imagine him with a pink baby holder strapped to his chest

• he would be such a good father omg

• with his past with his father he would be super scared at first but then as he’s holding this tiny infant he would get angry (not at child obviously) cause how could anyone treat their child the way his father treated him?

• would be super protective of his children (i mean all of them would tbh)

• as cute as it is for the baby to wear little skull head clothing, i don’t think he would want his children knowing ‘Ghost’.

• i think one thing he would struggle with is when his kids throw tantrums when it’s over something ridiculous like he wouldn’t let them pull their siblings hair or eat something gross off the floor and he doesn’t know how to deal with them. he doesn’t want to get to firm and scare them and he doesn’t want to give into such ridiculous things so he would kinda back away and look at you for help

• his kids would 1000% get his accent

• loves to lift them up with his arms, whooshing them around like they are a super hero

• has tea parties with his kids and their stuffed animals on a regular basis

• such a big softie for his children/child are you kidding me

• his children/kid use him as like a jungle gym and are usually hanging off his arms

• would never tell them what he does for work and when they ask he would just say ‘work’

i would give any of these men children or all of them

let me know if you have any feedback!!

[luveline]

Would u ever write about early days kbd! Steve and reader?? Maybe newly married or finding out about being pregnant for one of their babies?? I just love them so much ♡

kisses before dinner au —mom!reader, 1k

“I’m just gonna go to the bathroom really quickly and then I’m leaving,” you call. 

Steve calls back. “Okay, babe. Avery, say bye to mommy! Can you say bye? How about you, Beth?” 

Avery calls a happy goodbye. Beth babbles unintelligibly. I’ll say goodbye in a second, you think, slinking into the bathroom with a plan in mind. 

You bend down under the sink where you keep things that wouldn’t hurt anybody should they get pulled out; ointment for wet rash, diapers, and the little disposable pregnancy tests for emergencies. 

You and Steve are careful after your lovely first Avery. She’d been a surprise, and you weren’t willing to be blindsided again, but now that you’re actively trying the more expensive pregnancy tests have been taken upstairs and in tens. How many have you taken in the last three or four months? Too many to count, and the latest only last night. 

The test said negative, but you’ve been pregnant twice already. You know what it feels like. You’d woken up this morning and turned to watch Steve still sleeping, and you’d thought about waking him, but you didn’t want to get his hopes up again without knowing for sure. 

You let the test develop on the sink, contemplative, drying your washed hands slowly. You can hear Steve laughing like a kid in the kitchen, Bethie’s infectious baby laughter quick to follow. 

Avery shouts something like, “Stop, dad!” but you’re not sure what they’re fighting about. 

Trying for a baby is fun. It’s stressful, sure, but you enjoy the process (whoops) and there’s something so hopeful about waiting to see when it’ll happen. Steve is doubly excited, his anticipation contagious, and you want another baby so much you’ve started buying baby clothes, a wardrobe full of onesies and you’re stuffing in new socks and footie pyjamas every other day. You’ve even picked out the new wallpaper for the nursery. 

You really, really want another baby. 

The test finishes developing. You stare at it until your eyes cloud with tears. 

Last night, you took a test that didn’t come out with anything. Steve hadn’t baulked. He never does. He’d given you a short kiss and a longer hug, whispered, “It’s okay, we’ll just have to try again,” into your hair. 

You can’t help yourself. You grab the test and sweep out of the bathroom down the hallway to the kitchen. Bethie’s eyes glow when she sees you, her small arms held out to you waiting to be picked up. 

You’re very very sorry, but you throw yourself at Steve instead. 

“Hey!” he laughs, pushing you away. “I’m covered in sugar!” 

You wrap your arms behind his neck, “I don’t care!” 

“What?” he asks, totally perplexed. Then, despite his confusion, Steve hugs you tight and lets out a contented sigh. “Why are we so happy?” 

You make some space between you again to show him the test. His hand comes up under yours slowly, bigger, often gentler, cupping your fingers as he bends down to see it. “Oh,” he says. He falls quiet for a few seconds. 

When he looks up, he’s smiling. “Honey!” His smile abruptly catches, tears filling his eyes. “Oh my god.” 

“No, don’t,” you say, your voice wobbling. 

Steve tries to pick you up and spin you around, but there’s no room and you’re too heavy, too sure-footed, arms around his neck and kissing up his cheek. “You’re acting like I’m the one pregnant!” he says, fighting to kiss your cheek instead. “I’m so happy,” —he kisses you— “I could die,” —his lips press rough to the highest point of your cheek— “I could cry!” 

“You are crying,” you laugh wetly. 

Tears rush down his cheeks. “Three is so many.” 

“What? Don’t say that.” You wince as Bethie starts crying. “She thinks that too.” 

Steve picks Bethie up from her high chair and Avery in all her little Steve-ness gives you a brown eyed, doe-wide smile, pointing at your face. “Sad,” she says. “You’m crying, mom.” 

“I’m not–“ You wipe your cheeks with the backs of your hands. “I’m not sad, babe, I’m happy! Mommy’s so happy! It’s making me cry because I’m super happy, I’m not sad.” You smile at her sweetly. “Do I look sad, my love?” 

“Up, mommy,” she says, lifting her hands. You pick her up and laugh another round of tears down your cheeks as she starts to wipe them away. “Happy.” 

“Extremely happy,” Steve says. 

“Dad, you–” She looks between you both with a cartoonish frown. “Dad cry too?

“We are both so happy,” you say. 

Avery mumbles some strange garble of words in her high voice, and then asks more clearly for her buppy. Steve starts to open one of her bottles but his tears suddenly escalate, and he can’t see enough to finish pouring in her formula. 

“We’re having another baby,” he says to you. 

You breathe in a much needed breath. “Yeah, H. Another baby.” 

He passes you Beth, forcing you to manage both of the girls in your arms, and gets about halfway down the hall before he whoops loud enough to make you jump. 

“Okay,” he says, jogging back. “Can I call Robin? I’m so fucking excited.” 

You dot kisses against small foreheads. “We can tell, can’t we?” you ask, to Avery’s amusement. 

“Can tell, dad!” she parrots. 

Steve grabs you and pulls the three of you into an ironclad embrace. “I love you,” he says, much quieter now. You honestly don’t need him to tell you, you can feel it in every moment you spend together, but you take the confession greedily. 

“Yeah?” 

“Too much,” he says. He starts kissing you again, an overflowing heap of them, until the girls are too jealous to speak and you’re as late for work as you’ve ever been. 

[someonealreadyhadmynickname]

Dad headcanons | Leon S. Kennedy

warnings: pregnancy

I picture Leon being in absolute bliss when you break the news to him. He’ll be laughing while hugging you. He’s never had a normal family, and I believe he would want children of his own. He’ll be so happy he won’t be able to erase a dumb smile from his face for the rest of the day.

Reads lots of articles on parenting and baby development.

A worrywart. One day several noises woke you up late at night and you discovered your husband babyproofing everything in the house. Turns out he was so worried he couldn’t wait til’ the morning.

You have to be very careful about mentioning your cravings because this man is driving in the middle of the storm if that means getting what you want. You’ll have to physically stop him from going out at ungodly hours just because you crave some donuts.

If it were up to him, you wouldn’t even get out of bed. He has to be holding your hand when you use stairs, no matter how many times you’ve tried to convince him you are totally capable of doing it alone.

“What’s next? I’m not allowed to use scissors?”

Your laugh slowly quietens as you notice Leon’s thinking face.

“... I don’t see why you would have to use scissors”

One day he came home with a big present box and when you opened it a german shepherd jumped at you. He got a trained police dog to keep you company. (Not before making extensive research on the best family dogs, of course).

On top of that, he would want to hire someone to help around the house because the thought of you being alone makes him worried sick.

He’s so silly. Talks to your belly all the time. When he comes home he always greets you with “how are my babies doing?”

He goes crazy with baby stuff. Clothes, plushies, bottles, toys, everything he sees in stores ends up in the baby room. The room is so full of stuff you two had to keep some things in the attic. He has promised to stop buying things several times but there’s always something that catches his eye and he has to get it.

“And this is a baby monitor— I know that face, you don’t like it”

“No, I love it, it’s just…”

“Yes?”

“You already bought one of those, love”

“Aha! No, I bought a different one. Now, you see, the one we had doesn’t had all the features this one has…”

Strikes me as the kind of guy who would want to wait a bit before telling people about the pregnancy… However, he ends up spilling the beans two or three times. Also, people kinda catch onto it because all he talks about is about children’s development.

Sometimes you wake up at night to find your lover lying awake, watching at the ceiling. Truth is, he can’t help but worry about your child’s future and spends hours thinking about it; but when you ask him what’s keeping him up, he always answers that the excitement of becoming a dad won’t let him sleep.

Will do the impossible in order to be with you during the delivery. He has warned his superiors months in advance that he needs to rest during the days when is probable the baby is coming. In the worst case scenario, where he isn’t able to make it in time, he is gonna be regretful for a very long time.

Definitely cries the first time he holds his baby.

He randomly wakes up at night and goes to check the baby. He’ll sit in front of the crib and stay there for a while, sometimes he picks the baby up and just holds them. Will always give them a kiss on their forehead before leaving.

Converses with the baby. He could be feeding them, or changing their diaper, and he talks to them as if they could understand him. Tells them about his day, how work is going. If you two were ever to argue (which is very rare and, if you do, always with a certain joke air), he is bringing the baby and puts them on his side. He looks at the baby and asks “can you believe this?”

You’ve found him watching baby cartoons not noticing the child is long asleep.

He is beyond cheerful because everytime you are carrying the baby, they raise their tiny arms to his dad wanting to be held by him.

Asks Claire to babysit whenever you two go out on dates.

Which he later regrets because now, everytime the baby sees Claire, they reach out for her. Even if Leon is carrying them. Makes him a bit jealous.

Your baby walks and talks very early on because of how much time Leon spends with them.

Every parent believes their kid is exceptional, but Leon could win the proudest dad competition. As your child grows up, Leon is so amazed by every milestone they complete. “I’m telling you, this child is going places”, he tells you the day your baby learns to roll over.

You mentioned to him once how cute you thought albums were, so now you two keep one for your kid. He takes terrible photos, but you think those are very adorable and keep them in the album.

Takes playtime seriously. He isn’t like those parents who don’t even care about what’s happening and leave at the middle of the game. Tea party? He is wearing his best clothes. Pretending to be spies? Won’t break character. He will be bashful if you catch him tho.

He has this ongoing thing with your child where they try to build the biggest sandcastle everytime you go to the beach.

He always says ‘I love you’ when saying goodbye. Once your child hurriedly kissed his cheek and pretended to leave, but Leon stopped them and said: “Everytime I tell you I love you, I mean it, it’s not just mindless words. Do you mean it?” He knows that, and god forbids it happens, he could not come back home one day. So it’s crucial for him for his child to understand how much he loves them.

It breaks his heart to leave his family so often. On one occasion he overheard your child begging you to talk to their father and ask him to please stop going on missions.

I picture him having a daughter.

The kind of man who takes his daughter to dates. Everytime he brings you flowers, he has another bouquet for his princess.

Your daughter is a performer. She makes up dances and songs and performs in front of you two.

Once, when she was young, she told him she wanted to marry him. He answered he couldn’t marry her because he is already married to you, to which your girl replied “Can I marry uncle Chris then?” Leon hasn’t recovered from that.

Maybe a bit delusional but you two invite over his D.S.O friends for Christmas, Claire and Chris included, and everyone brings a present for your daughter.

He’d like more than one kid, but often worries about what would happen to his family if he ever goes missing, so for now, another one isn’t in the plans.

Lying by your side at night, he sometimes thanks you for the opportunity to have a family.

[fatkish]

Hey hey I was wondering if you could do a aizawa with his teen daughter who just found out she was pregnant and how he and her deal with everything

[Since Anon didn’t specify whether the daughter was impregnated by choice, I’m going to go a darker route and say that the reader was r~~~d by their ex (they were together at the time, but they broke up after the reader found out their boyfriend assaulted them in their sleep) and although they are upset about the situation, they can’t bring themselves to terminate the baby.]

Aizawa x Teen Daughter Reader: Teenage Pregnancy

You and your boyfriend had a really good relationship going. You both had agreed to save sex for when you were out of Highschool and both had stable jobs

At least, that’s what you thought

You were 17 years old when you got ‘sick’. Constantly throwing up in the mornings and certain smells made you puke.

Aizawa had noticed this and hoped it was just the flu but decided to be safe and went to buy Pregnancy tests and left them on your bed with a note saying:

“I picked these up for you, I promise I won’t be angry or upset with you if you’re pregnant. You’re old enough to know that every action has consequences. Just know that I’m here to help in any way I can.

Love, Dad”

When you missed your period you decided to take the tests. Needless to say they were positive.

When Aizawa heard you crying through the bathroom door, his heart slightly broke, so he tried to talk to you

“Sweetheart, are you going to be able to come out and talk to me? I know that you’re upset but please know that I’m not going to be mad at you or scold you. You knew that this was going to be something that could happen when you had sex”

Cue the reader crying even harder. That’s when Aizawa knew, he f~~~ed up.

Oh, oh this is much worse then he could have possibly imagined. His heart broke in two and he felt a simmering of rage start to boil in his gut

“Sweetie, I’m so sorry, forget what I said, you didn’t choose this but I promise I’m going to be here and help you no matter what you choose to do.”

Eri was awake and heard the commotion and asked about what was going on. When Aizawa tried to explain what was happening that’s when you exited the bathroom with a positive test

You knelt down and did your best to explain to Eri what was happening and what it meant. When you saw the look of wonder and excitement on her sweet little face, that was when you decided to keep the baby

Aizawa had called Mic and let him know what was happening as well as Midnight. They both drove over and stayed with you (Midnight didn’t die in this story) whilst Aizawa left to go deal with your Ex

First Trimester:

Aizawa, Mic and Nemuri are there for everything. Aizawa is there at every checkup and has a picture of the ultrasound in his wallet

He started getting things early and stocking up on necessities like diapers, bottles, wipes, etc.

Started to baby-proof the house, helped get a crib set up as well as the nursery

Second Trimester:

He started preparing for you to be homeschooled during maternity leave and made sure you would still be on track to graduate

He and Mic start to buy gender neutral baby clothes, books, toys, etc.

He takes you to every appointment

Third Trimester:

Oh boy, he nervous

His students hear about it and hold a baby shower for you. Each member of class 1A gets you of the baby something. Some of their gifts include: an All Might and Eraserhead onesies, cute baby clothes, some books, a baby food processor and recipe book with storage containers, maternity friendly tea, stuffed toys, etc.

As you start to show more, Nemuri takes you shopping for clothes

Aizawa and Mic surprised you with a painted nursery as well as a car seat

Birth:

Aizawa never had so many mixed emotions all at once

When he got the call at school that you went into labor, he dropped his things and immediately headed to the hospital

Grabs the to go bag as an after thought

Eri calls the baby her little brother and promises to be the best big sister ever

Every milestone, Aizawa is taking pictures of

Of course, uncle Mic helps out with the baby and everything

[daddydomjayjay99]

ATTENTION SISSY DIAPER FAGGOTS

If you can meet these simple criteria! Message me and we’ll see if we can’t destroy your masculinity too! Understand however this is a commitment! Im not interested in babies who use me to talk dirty too, get their rocks off and ghost! If im dominating you this is a commitment to produce what daddy demands. Im looking for a plaything that wants to be humiliated, regress, demoralised, pushed to do uncomfortable things and who can commit and follow my orders over a long period of time. Approach me diaper faggots, submit and i’ll make your sissy baby girl dreams come true!

Criteria-

1. Firstly I’m sorry but I’ve simply got no attraction too babies who are overweight, I get far more enjoyment out of skinny or slightly curvy faggots being feminised. However that said if you are slightly larger and agree to go on a strict workout and diet plan to make your body more effeminate then we can work with that.

2. You live alone! Its not a dealbreaker if you don’t but I prefer it because i will as a minimum want you caged and diapered when in your own home. The aim is that as a minimum i will operate a doorstep setup where in you will as an absolute minimum be MY sissy diaper fag while in your home and when you leave to go to work or other commitments then you may be a “man” again.

3. THERE ARE NO TRIBUTE FEES OR DEMANDS OF PAYMENT TO ME!!!! With that said, I don’t want payed by you but what i will do is ask you to buy or save up to by sissy baby faggot items or clothing which i want to see you in. In the event your a good faggot and do as your told then Daddy is not apposed to buying you little treats.

4. You understand that daily communication with Daddy is non negotiable, you must always see too it when Daddy messages you answer within 12 hours. You will not ghost or go on communication blackouts of any kind.

5. You understand that Daddy’s word on anything is right, is law, you will endeavour to do everything exactly how daddy says and you’ll consider daddy’s opinion when making any big decisions yourself.

6. Now this one seems odd but please, only cisgender males approach. I have nothing against transgirl sissies i just personally dont feel comfortable degrading or humiliating them about being failures as men and giving the usually sissy humiliation tasks to someone who’s genuinely not comfortable in their own skin and is changing gender. Its less of a you thing and more of a me thing on that one.

What will be expected of you:

1. You will at an absolute bare minimum be expected to wear chastity 24/7 and diapers at any time when you are not at work.

2. You will present as a juvenile, girly, effeminate, dress wearing, diaper using, juvenile activity doing sissy from the moment you enter your home till the moment you leave.

3. Over time i will force you to take on more effeminate characteristics to further destroy your masculinity such as growing out your hair, getting ear piercings, growing your nails, shaving ALL body hair from the nose down, painting your nails, perhaps dyeing your hair. Should you be committed enough you will eventually be forced to use a breast enlargement pump and perhaps even oestrogen.

4. You will fill your closet with sissy and sissy baby clothing of which i approve and over time will throw out male clothing you wear at home.

5. You will be given task which require time to be taken daily to learn new skills which are vital too a sissy like you such as makeup tutorials and hair styling tutorials.

6. You will also accept that you will be unpotty training yourself at night so that you are diaper dependent at bed time. I want you to wake every morning to the humiliating feeling of a full diaper.

[kudzoi]

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[holylulusworld]

Indecent Proposal (15)

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

Warnings: sexy mobsters, fluff, established Stucky, angst, implied smut, caring mobsters, pregnant reader,

Indecent Proposal (14)

Indecent Proposal masterlist

You freeze the moment your eyes land on the man interrogating you not weeks ago. Brock Rumlow stands right in front of you, eyes dropping to your middle.

“What do we have here?” He dips his head and smirks. “I see you didn’t waste time, Ms. Y/L/N. So, the rumors are true. You moved on really quickly, huh? Maybe we should investigate your boyfriend’s death again and dig a little deeper this time.”

“I told you; he wasn’t my boyfriend when he died,” you try to not sound too scared. “Scott and I parted ways on good terms. We just didn’t work out. Please just leave me alone. I have nothing to do with what happened to him.”

“I don’t believe a single word leaves your lips,” Brock sneers. “They instructed you well. You’re a damn good liar. I wondered why they are so interested in you.” He dips his head to look you up and down. “Your cunt cannot be the only reason. Do you have a connection to the mob, or…”

“Detective,” Steve steps in front of you, blocking Brock’s path. “What brings us the pleasure of your presence?” He has a dangerous glint in his eyes when he looks at Brock. “Do you need diapers or a pacifier?”

“I didn’t take you for a diaper lover,” Bucky steps behind Brock. “No kink-shaming, Detective but this is not the right store to buy you stuff. It’s for babies only.”

“What my polite husband tries to tell you,” Steve sizes Brock up, and narrows his eyes, “is that if you don’t stop harassing our wife, you will regret that you were born.”

“Is that a treat?” Brock cocks his head to glance at you standing behind Steve. “You know that I’m a cop, right?”

Steve crosses his arms over his chest and straightens his back to look even taller. 

“Not a treat, Detective,” he says lowly. “It’s a promise.”

“How about we call our lawyer and your boss,” Bucky nearly growls. “I bet they’d love to explain the law and your job to you again. I don’t think that harassing a woman at a store is in your job description.”

“I bet he believed Y/N was alone,” Steve curls his upper lip. “Maybe you would rather be alone with me.” His features darken, and he drops his eyes to the badge in Rumlow’s hand. “We could have so much fun.”

“Maybe he’s scared of being a bottom,” Bucky snickers behind Rumlow’s back. “He’d look good with a collar around his neck, don’t you think Stevie.”

“I’m not one of your boy toys,” Rumlow sneers. “You will pay me the needed respect. I have the right to investigate the death of Scott Lang and to interrogate his ex-girlfriend. We all know you killed him to get the girl.”

“Well in that case,” Bucky leaned closer to whisper the words, “you’re a very brave man for messing with our girl while we are in the middle of shopping for clothes for our baby.”

“Someone might call it suicidal,” Steve adds. He puffs his chest and stares Rumlow down. “We hope you have a wonderful day, Detective. Maybe we can continue our conversation another time.”

“We are terribly sorry, but there are more important things we need to take care of today,” Bucky steps closer to you to wrap his arm around your shoulders, offering protection. “If you’d please excuse us now, Detective.”

“Wait, I’m not done—” Rumlow huffs. He can only watch you; Steve and Bucky walk away. You’re trembling and breathing is harder as you are scared to hell and back.

“You need to breathe for me, doll,” Bucky whispers as he guides you toward the entrance. “We will drive home and come back later.”

“I should’ve planted a bullet to his brain right there, in the middle of the store,” Steve grits out. “How dare him to even look at our girl!”

“You called me your wife,” you sniffle and wipe your eyes. “But we aren’t married, and I don’t think that’s legal. I mean…you’re already married to Bucky and I’m just…”

“You are our wife,” Bucky stops you from doubting your role in your relationship. “We will have a nice ceremony. You can wear a pretty dress, all white and innocent.” He purrs and nuzzles your cheek. “Only for me to rip the dress off your body.”

“Buck,” Steve clears his throat. “We will plan a wedding later. For now, we need to take care of Y/N. And later…” 

He doesn’t say more, but you assume they will do something about Brock Rumlow. You only fear their solution will be final, and get them into more trouble…

“Romanoff, leash your dog and keep him away from our girl or we will put it to sleep,” Steve spits while talking. He yells loud enough to make his husband flinch. “He talked to our girl in the middle of a store. Rumlow is out of control!”

“I’m not his mother nor do I have control over him,” Natasha bites back. “I covered your crimes for years. I’m loyal, and you know it. It’s not my fault Rumlow won’t stop sniffing around. He’s like a dog with its bone.”

“You’ve got one last chance to stop him. If not, we will take care of him,” he says, and steps closer to Natasha. 

“I can’t,” she sighs and shakes her head. “It’s too much to ask for.”

“Don’t act as if you are doing us a favor. We pay you well and make sure you are safe for years,” Steve points out. 

“I did you more than one favor,” she argues and points at Bucky. “How many times did I save your ungrateful asses from getting arrested?”

“All right, well, let me rephrase that, then,” Bucky says and gets his gun out. “You make sure that Rumlow stops scaring our girl, or we will take matters into our own hands. This includes letting everyone in your life know about your dirty little secrets.”

Natasha blanches. She swallows audibly, feeling like a lamb among wolves. So far, Steve and Bucky treated her like an equal, but she’s close to losing their protection and the money she got used to.

“I’ll try,” she sniffs. “Give me a few days. Maybe I can find a way to get rid of him without killing him. I only need to find his dirty little secrets.”

Bucky nods, and hands Natasha an envelope filled with money. “You have a week,” he says. “We want to continue this fruitful business relationship. Don’t fuck this up.”

“Hey, he won’t hurt you, or get close to you, doll,” Steve softly speaks to you while his husband tugs you into bed. “We promise to take care of him.”

“The detective working for us will help us,” Bucky hastily says. He doesn’t want to tell you that they already planned to get rid of Rumlow if Natasha doesn’t find a way to make him stop.

“He scared me, is all,” you whisper and snuggle into the pillow. “I believed he would arrest me, or you.”

“No one will part us, Y/N,” Steve says. “And no one is brave enough to try…”

Part 15.2

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[witchygagirlwrites]

Broken Bonds-Part 21

Former(ish) Greg "Mouse" Gerwitz x Reader, Jay Halstead x Reader

When Jay refuses to talk about what happened between him and Mouse and begins to push you away you decide its time for you and Mouse to finally face each other, alone.

Warnings: cursing, mention of violence, (kinda cheating?) NSFW happenings 👀

You hated arguing with people you cared about. Stella, Kevin, anyone you loved you hated to argue with. Stranger? You would stand ten toes down, scream and yell until you were blue in the face but if the person across from you had some sort of place in your heart you despised arguing. The most recent development was that you hated not being able to yell in an argument nearly as bad as arguing with someone you cared about.

You stood in the center of your bedroom facing Jay who had one shoulder leaned against the doorframe. The purplish bruise gracing his face was a stark contrast to the rest of his jaw. He refused to tell you what happened. You weren’t an idiot.You knew it had to have been Mouse. There was no other option. He hadn’t gotten hit at work and besides the morning before he hadn’t been without you or Hailey at his side.

You glanced at the clock, Addy would be up soon but he hadn’t come in until after you were asleep so once you got out of the shower and he was up and dressed you started back in on the questioning. “Just fucking tell me what happened” you whisper shouted, waving a hand around the space between the two of you. He shrugged “Nothing, ok? Just let it go” you clenched your jaw hard enough you felt it pop.

“I know it came from Mouse. I’m not a fucking idiot Jay. When did you and him see each other again?” you crossed your arms and he dropped his gaze down to the floor. Damn he better be glad he was a detective because at this rate he’d be a shit criminal. If you could crack him like this you would’ve hated to see him on the other side of the table from someone like Voight or even Antonio once upon a time. 

“Like I said, let it go. It doesn’t matter” he argued and you shook your head “It does to me! I come out of the bathroom at dinner and you two are facing off then he leaves in a rush. The following morning you’re late getting to the daycare for drop off and when you get there your fucking face is bleeding and all day yesterday if you wanted to tell me anything, even about the fucking case you sent Hails with it. Really? You can fuck me but not talk to me? Really mature”

He scoffed lightly “Yeah, I’m being unreasonable here” “You are Jay! I have no clue what the fuck is going on!” you almost shouted before reeling your voice in at the last moment. He raised his eyes to yours finally “Maybe I should just stay at my place for a few days, clear my head” 

You couldn’t believe him. You had no idea what had even gone down, nor why he hadn’t told you he was going to see Mouse. Now he was acting like you were to blame? “What happened?” you asked again and he shook his head “Can I take her to my place tonight? If that’s ok, I know you and Stel wanted to see that new movie anyways” 

You blinked back tears of frustration “She’s your daughter Jay. You don’t need my permission to take her to your place. Do you want me to go with you to pick her up from daycare or not?” he shook his head “No, I’ll let you do a solo drop off and I’ll do a solo pickup” “Ok. Do you need anything for her?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.  He was focused on a place on the wall just over your head which was successfully pissing you off “No. I have clothes, diapers, and food. Anything else I can buy or get Will to drop off”

“Ok. Call me or Stella if you need anything” you reminded him and he nodded “I know” then turned to walk out of the bedroom door. “Jay?” you called and he looked back. You expected him to tell you he loved you, kiss you, something. “I love you?” you made it a question and he nodded “Yeah baby, I love you. I’ll see you at work”

“See you at work” you replied and watched him walk across the living room, stop to grab his jacket and keys then continue out of the door. You didn’t have time to think too hard on anything because the moment the door closed Addy started fussing. “Of course, now she’d wake up” you mumbled before calling out “Ok sweetheart. Mommy’s coming” and walked out to her room.

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When you made it into her room she was sitting up in her crib, dark curls sticking up at every angle and babbling like crazy. You laughed and shook your head “Good morning my love. Let’s get you dressed and we’ll go out for breakfast since you’re staying with daddy tonight. That sound good?” She made a oo sound in response so you grinned “oo” 

You picked her up and her hand went to the bracelet on your right wrist, playing with it as you picked her some clothes out. “Give auntie Stella and Hailey some time. They’ll get you one” you promised her, kissing her cheek before sitting her down to change her. 

Once she was ready you gathered what you needed and picked her up on your hip “Let’s go sweetheart” she made a mmm sound as you walked out of your door, locking it behind you.

OMG she is adorable!!! You’d sent Stella photos of Addy from yours and her impromptu breakfast date. She’d of course gushed over them like you expected. You loved catching mornings like this, regardless of the chaos around you. You’d gotten a solid hour of just you and Addy before you had to take her to daycare, considering Jay would have her tonight and you wouldn’t know until you asked him at work what time he was bringing her home the following day considering it was a saturday. You couldn’t very well tell him he had to have his own daughter home by a certain time. It was just weird considering this was the first time in a long time you’d been without her.

We had a mommy/daughter date since Jay wants her tonight you replied as you walked into the precinct. You didn’t even get your phone back into your pocket before she texted back ??? Since when do you and Jay not spend nights together??? You’d told her about the mystery bruise but not about Jay’s attitude change towards you, mainly for the fact that she’d come storming into the district with Kelly trailing behind her.

Idk? He came in late last night,then dropped that this morning you headed for the palm scanner and watched the bubble pop up that meant she was texting Wtf? Do you want to come over after work? You opened the door when it popped and stepped in before replying I’ll let you know. I love you she sent back Ok love you too

You headed up the stairs and your eyes locked onto Jay’s the moment you made it to the top of them before you headed for Kevin’s desk. You didn’t know what was going on with Jay but if he wanted space from you so be it you guessed. 

Kevin smiled when he saw you “Hey lil mama” you grinned “Hey Kev” and laid your stuff down before glancing towards the board “What are we doing?” he shrugged “We got a cell number? You wanna see if you can get a ping?” you held out your hand “Oh please give me something to do. I will love you forever and a day” he laughed and passed you a post it with a number. You winked at him and pointed towards the hall that led down to the tech room “I’ll be downstairs”

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You were typing on two different keyboards and running down three different cells attached to the one number that popped on your suspect. When you ran the idea past Voight he’d given his go ahead. You heard someone walking behind you but didn’t bother looking. From the sound of the steps it was either Jay or Ruz.

“Anything?” Jay’s voice hit your ears and you glanced back “Oh, you’re talking to me without Hailey as a buffer?” he shrugged “Yeah” You nodded and turned back to the screen “Hoping if I triangulate the frequently traveled location of the four numbers and find the areas hit the most we can narrow down where these idiots may be hold up” he nodded “Good idea”

He stepped up next to you and looked over at the screen. You cut your eyes up twice before saying “Um, what time will you and Addy be at my place tomorrow?” he shrugged “By ten. I don’t have anything planned, Will’s gonna come see her” “I don’t mean for Stella to hog her, she’s just able to work her schedule around more” you explained and he nodded “I know, I love that Stel and Kelly loves her as much as they do. Why I agreed on them being her guardians”

You looked back at the screen, eyes tracing the locations before saying “I still don’t understand how the civility I’ve been witness to ended up with a punch being thrown” he scoffed “I can’t understand why you can’t let it go. Isn’t the first time one of us has hit the other and that was before we were both in love with the same woman” you looked up at him “So you finally admit you hit each other?” he shook his head “I’m heading up. Call Hailey or Kev if you find something” “Yeah” you replied, turning your eyes back to the screen in an attempt to ignore the impulse to call him a stubborn jackass.

Your idea ended up paying off. By two you had the location of the safe house pinned down to a two block radius. You and Kevin were in one area, Kim and Adam in one, Jay and Hailey in one while Hank was in his SUV and had patrolmen covering the remaining area.

“On my count, we breach 'em all” you looked at Kevin who nodded. You dropped back next to him, putting a hand on his shoulder. “Take ‘em” Hank’s order came and you called out “CHICAGO PD” and nodded to the patrolmen with you to hit the door, you and Kevin going in first.

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Five arrests were made. Three of which were who you were looking for. The other two were low tier drug dealers but they still had active arrest warrants out on them. A win was a win. All in all a decent day considering the takedown was fairly calm and no one ended up at med, not even any offenders.

You sat next to Kevin, finishing paperwork when you noticed the time. “Jay?” you cut your eyes up and he looked up at you “Yeah?” you held a hand out “I’ll help Hailey with your half. Go on and go so you can get baby girl” he nodded and passed you the file in his hand “Thanks sweetheart” you smiled “Of course” 

He grabbed his stuff and headed for the stairs. Hailey raised an eyebrow before saying “If he’s fucked things up, do I get a turn?” and grinned playfully. You shook your head but laughed and knew that was her goal when she winked at you. “I’m still waiting on my ring Upton”

Kevin shook his head “Get to work” Adam tossed a balled up piece of paper across the bullpen “Y/N, are you through trying to take partners?” you cut your eyes up at him “Nope, I haven’t collected Kim yet” he shook his head with a laugh and Kim grinned at you.

Around five Stella texted you to see if you were off and when you told her you weren’t yet she told you to come over when you got off,considering the alternative was an empty apartment you sent back a thumbs up.

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It ended up being a little after six by the time you were trudging up to her door and knocking. She opened the door and smiled when she saw it was you. “Hey little sister” she opened the door to let you in.  You followed her to the couch, flopping down onto it. She sat down and cut her eyes at you “Long day?” you nodded “I had to do all my paperwork and Jay’s so he could go pick up Addy”

About the time the words got out of your mouth a text came through from Will. It was a photo of her in her scrub pjs. “Aww look” you turned the phone around to show Stella and she squealed “She is stinking adorable”

You nodded “That she is..wait why did Will send it and not Jay?” she cut her eyes at you “What’s going on with you two anyways? And what happened when you saw Mouse?” you took a deep breath and caught her up on everything from how it felt to see Mouse through him leaving the restaurant in a rush, all the way to you asking yet again today what happened to Jay’s face and him pretty much admitting they hit each other.

“I kind of just want to track Mouse down and ask him face to face what happened” you groaned and she shrugged “If that’s what you wanna do” you shook your head “I don’t know. I mean for one I’d have to illegally search to find what motel and room he’s in..”

“And?” she asked, leaving you yet again in awe at the fact of just what extremes your sister would go to in support of you. “And, I don’t know about being alone with him..” you admitted and she raised an eyebrow “Why?” you shrugged “Is that the right thing to do?” “Do you want to see him?” she asked and you laughed “Stella, you know I can be wrong sometimes, right?” she shook her head “No, even when you’re wrong…I’m backing you and bringing Kelly with me”

“I love you” you laughed and she grinned “I love you too” the two of you went into talking about Addy’s birthday and upcoming events at the firehouse. Around eight you headed home.

You sat staring at your laptop. You wanted answers. You wanted to know what happened between him and Jay. That was why you wanted to find him. Not that you craved to see him, talk to him. Even arguing with him would be better than no communication at all.

“Fuck it” you muttered before grabbing the laptop and turning it on. The search wouldn’t take you but maybe ten minutes. It was a bad idea, a horrible idea. That did not stop your fingers from moving across the keys.

The thought didn’t occur to you until you were walking down the hallway towards his room that maybe he wouldn’t be alone. What the hell would you do if he had a woman in his room? You knew what you would do..the question was, what right did you have to do that?

You froze with your hand poised to knock. Should you do this? Too late to go back now. You couldn’t let him be this close and not know, not tell him everything you needed to.

You rapped your knuckles against the door and heard his voice “Yeah, hold on a second” . It didn't take but a breath before the door opened and he was standing in front of you. He’d shaved since the dinner, a new bruise gracing his jawline as well. Your eyes were drawn to it first then up to his blue eyes that were staring into yours. His hair was down, falling into his eyes before he shoved it back with a hand “Y/N? What are you doing here? How did you know where I was staying?”

You shrugged one shoulder “Are you forgetting who taught me?” and saw a tiny smile tease at his face “Can I come in?” you asked and he nodded slowly “Um, yeah” and stepped to the side to let you in.

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Mouse watched you walk into his room, trying not to eye the way your ass looked in the jeans you were wearing. Why had you found him? Did Jay know you were here? Why were you here? Damn you looked good. What was that perfume you were wearing? Damn he wanted to touch you, kiss you.

You stopped in the middle of the room and turned around to look at him “Greg?” he took a deep breath before closing the door so he could face you “Yeah” you waved a hand around “Can I sit?” he nodded “Anywhere you want”

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You walked over and sat on the dresser, Mouse sat on the edge of the bed across from you.  Your eyes hadn’t let him one time. He was really here, in front of you. Alive and whole. The light blue shirt he wore hugged his shoulders deliciously and the color made his eyes seem even brighter. You loved his hair at this length, any length suited him but now? You wanted nothing more than to tangle your fingers in the locks.

He was barefoot, jeans riding low on his hips. Never before had you ever craved to touch someone so damn bad. The love you had for this man astounded you. Nothing had changed it. Not having Addy, not loving Jay. You still loved him just as much. It was like your heart had just expanded but he still felt like yours.

“Last time you looked at me like that was that zoom call and you broke my heart” he spoke, breaking the silence. You scoffed, meeting his eyes “Wow! Going straight at it, huh?” he shrugged “If you’re here, you’re here for a reason” “Why did you and Jay clock each other?” you asked and he laughed “and here I was thinking you wanted to see me..you’re here to check on your boyfriend”

You jumped to your feet “Fuck you Greg!” he was to his feet a moment later “It’s the truth sweetheart. You’re fucking him, you have a daughter with him. You love him. What would you call him?” “I don’t know..I don’t fuckin know” you admitted and saw him flinch slightly from your tone “Were all those times you told me you loved me a joke?” he asked and you felt your jaw drop open in shock “How dare you come here and judge me. You fucking left me Greg! YOU LEFT ME!” you screamed, tears breaking free from your eyes.

“We could’ve worked out, hell Addy would’ve been your child if you would’ve just fucking stayed! If I would’ve been enough for you. I don’t know why I wasn’t enough” you felt more tears falling and didn’t try to stop them.  “You were baby, I swear you were” he whispered and you shook your head “No, fuck that. Argue with me dammit. Yell. hate me. I love you. I love and I fucked your best friend I have a baby with your best friend”

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“I can’t fix that now, can I? I have tried to forget you and I can’t” he admitted, taking a step towards you. You took a step back “Do you love him like you love me?” he asked and you shook your head “No. I fell for him through being pregnant and having her, through him being there for us. I do love him Greg, he’s a good man but..”

You trailed off, taking a shaking breath “But what?” he asked and you choked back a sob “I love Adeline with my whole heart Greg. She’s my baby. She is everything to me but you? I didn’t fall for you because something pushed us together, I fell for you because you’re you. You’re the one made for me. You’re the other half. You know me inside and out. You’re the man I have always wanted to grow old with, the one man I have always trusted fully, the one man who I have loved wholly for so long I barely remember a time I didn’t love you. Now the possibility of facing a future without you in it fucking terrifies me because I fucking love you so damn much, I love you Greg. I fucking love you”

“I love you too baby. I love you with my entire heart and soul. There has not been a single moment where I stopped loving you. I’m so sorry I hurt you. I’m sorry for everything you’ve went through because of me, for every ounce of pain I’ve caused” he admitted, taking a step closer to you.  “But know I don’t regret your babygirl or resent her. Not for one damn second. She is a part of you. She’s perfect and nothing but the good there is in this world”

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You took a step towards him, eyes never leaving his. “I’ve missed you so much” “I’ve missed you too” he admitted. One moment you were staring at each other, the next your lips were crashing against his, a light moan escaping you when his hands went to your hips, gripping tightly. You flicked your tongue across his lips and when he parted them to give you access you deepened the kiss, rolling your tongue against his and earning you a low groan from him. 

He broke away from your lips, eyes searching yours as both of your chests heaved. “Baby, think about what you’re doing..” you smiled “I am. Greg please. I have cried so many times missing you..I don’t want to miss you anymore”

Your hands went to the hem of his shirt, cutting your eyes up at him for permission. He groaned lightly before slipping the shirt over his head. The moment his chest was bared you pulled him into you, lips finding his. You needed to tase him,feel him close. You needed to convince your head and heart that this was real, that this was actually happening.

Your fingers trailed over his chest then up his back and you felt a thrill shoot through you and seeing his eyes flutter shut from your touch. “I want you” you whispered “I love you, I’m in love..I have been for years” you added and he swallowed hard.

When he opened his eyes the light blue was now darkened by lust and need. “Are you sure about this? I can’t..I can’t have you regret me..I can’t live with that” “I’d never regret you” you promised and he took a deep breath as you walked backwards to the bed, pulling him with you.

“Kiss me” you begged and he pushed you backwards onto the bed, crawling up your body. When he got up to your face, his dog tags were dangling loosely as he held himself above you “If you want me to stop just tell me” you hooked one finger into the chain of his dog tags and pulled him down “Please kiss me love” when his lips met yours it was charged, the energy changed. He grunted, lips moving from yours to your neck. “I missed you” he whispered, fingers ghosting under your shirt.

You felt yourself freeze and his eyes flew up to your face “What’s wrong?” “Greg..I’ve had a baby..my body…it isn’t the same..” he raised an eyebrow “sweetheart..you think some stretch marks will make me love you less? That I won’t be attracted to you because you gave birth to your daughter?” you swallowed hard and he grinned, your heart flipping “I’m gonna show you just how fucking sexy you still are”

When his fingers hit the hem of your shirt this time you simply leaned up to let him pull it over your head. He tossed it behind him then leaned back to look down at you, tilting his head to the side as he looked at your body “My god, that’s not fair” “What?” you asked in a whisper. He cut his eyes up to yours “You got even more gorgeous” 

His lips went to yours as his hands slipped under you,fingers easily finding the clasp of your bra and pulling it off your body. He rolled his tongue against yours as you tangled your fingers in his longer locks, angling his head to get better access to kiss him. He smiled against your lips “I love you”

He moved from your lips down across your chin then to your neck. It amazed you that he remembered every tiny spot that pulled a noise from your lips. He winked at you when he got down to your chest before rolling a nipple between his teeth. “Fuck, Greg” you sobbed, fingers finding his hair. He grinned against your skin “You like that baby?”

“Feel so good” you moaned. He rutted his hips against yours, trying to relieve some pressure but to no avail. You pushed his hair back with one hand and gripped his dog tag chain with the other to force him to meet your eyes. He smiled lazily at you “Hey beautiful”

You grinned “Hey handsome” he moved up to press a messy kiss to your lips, hands finding yours as he gripped them both in one of his and held them above your head just so he could stare at you for a heartbeat “You are so fucking beautiful. I don’t care what I have to do. I can’t walk fully away from you”

You chased his lips with yours so he gladly met them, releasing your hands. When you gripped his back he grunted. You spread your legs, allowing him to nudge his shoulders between them. “Please Greg” you moaned and he chuckled “I got you baby”

His hands went to your jeans and you felt his fingers shaking. “Are you ok?” you whispered, brushing his hair back out of his face. He smiled “I’m just afraid I’m gonna wake up, still over there and dreaming about having you” “I’m here baby” you whispered, covering his hand with yours to help him unzip and unbuckle your jeans.

“Lift your hips love” he spoke softly so you did as he asked and felt the air in the room hit your bare body. He rocked back on his heels and anyone else on the face of the earth would’ve made you feel judged but him? He made you feel like fine art truly being appreciated for the first time. He started at your knees,kissing down to your ankles on each side.

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You were a quivering mess underneath him and he’d barely done anything. He settled between your legs and licked a solid line up your folds. Your entire body shivered and he chuckled against you “There she is” before he turned his tongue to begin to kiss you there like he had your mouth, fully and messy, Letting his tongue explore every inch and see what noises could be pulled out of you.

He added one long finger then another, curling them to find that spongy place deep inside of you. When he brushed them across it you gasped out his name and he chuckled, the vibrations pulling more moans out of you. Damn him he knew just how to pull back to back orgasms out of you, even after this much time without your body underneath him. 

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When you finally shoved weakly at his shoulders “Greg..please baby I can’t” he rocked back on his heels and grinned up at you as your legs shook. “How ya feeling?” you curled a finger at him and he crawled up your body, kissing and nipping at every inch of flesh could reach.

When he got to your lips you pulled him down by hooking two fingers into his chain. He worked his lips against yours, letting you taste yourself on him. You hesitantly broke away from his lips to drop your hands to his jeans “Take these off, please” you were not above begging.

He grinned into the kiss, unzipping his jeans and pushing them off his hips. You reached a hand between you and your eyes fluttered shut when you wrapped it around his hardened length. He wasn’t exactly a small guy.

Your legs fell open further and his head fell over into the bend of your neck “I don’t have a condom here baby” you shook your head “I have an IUD. I’m good” he cut his eyes up at you “You’re sure?”

“Please” you begged and he slipped his hand between you, fingers gracing yours before he lined himself up with your opening. He buried his face in your neck as he slowly sank into you. You felt tears spring to your eyes, not only from the stretch but from the emotional part of being gone from each other that long.

You gripped his back, pulling him as close as you could. “You feel so damn good,like finally being home” he whispered against your skin before giving a tentative roll of his hips. Your head fell back against the pillows and a moan of his name fell from your lips. He pressed his lips to the hollow of your neck “It’s ok baby, I’m here”

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When he knew you were ok, he started to move, trying to find a pace that was good for you and him both. When he hit a particular angle that made your nails cut into his back from the pleasure that coursed through your body he groaned “Fuck”

Your eyes rolled back into your head from the building pleasure, his light groans and grunts pushing you closer and closer to that edge. When his hand slipped between the two of you, fingers rubbing tight circles onto your clit you felt that building pressure burst as the edge around your vision went soft.

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Your voice would be wrecked the following day from screaming his name but you would have cared less. He was home, he was in your arms, making love to you. You felt his hips stutter and knew he was close “Come for me Greg, let me feel you” you begged, holding him close.

He buried himself inside of you with a hard thrust and you felt when he came, somehow dragging you over that edge with him. His head fell over against your chest, your head against the pillows. Your fingers were smoothing down his back,he slowly raised his eyes to meet yours and my god he looked..young and scared.

“I missed you so damn much baby” he admitted and you smiled “I missed you too” he leaned up to kiss you, your bodies still connected. “I don’t want to be apart from you anymore” he admitted and your heart ached because you felt the same.

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He slowly pulled out of you, apologizing when you hissed slightly from the feeling before laying down on the bed and pulling you into his arms. You felt safe against his chest, like for just a few moments the worries of the outside world couldn’t completely wreck your heart.

He had  both arms wrapped tightly around you “I didn’t hurt anywhere did I?” you shook your head “No” he smiled “Good”

You nuzzled into his neck,kissing the skin gently “I don’t want this moment to end. Then reality sets in, I gotta go home alone and you gotta leave in a couple days” you admitted so he used one hand to gently cup your chin and force your eyes up to his “Tell me to come home to Chicago and I will”

“I don’t want to ruin your life Greg. I want you happy” he looked down at where you were laying on him “This makes me happy. You make me happy. The rest? I’ll figure it out after training. If you want me, you’ll have me”

“If you still want me after training” you whispered and he smiled “Baby, I have wanted you since the moment I laid eyes on you. I have loved you for years. I will love you until the day they put me in the ground. I have tried, believe me I have tried, there is no other choice for me. I will never put an ultimatum on you. Just know that my heart will forever be yours”

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“What about Addy?” you asked in a small voice and he smiled “I already love that baby. She’s you. How can I not?” you pulled him into a kiss “What about Jay?” you asked, knowing that elephant was currently the biggest in the room.

“I’ll stay in contact with you the entire time I’m gone. I’ll let you figure out what you want to do and if you still want me in any capacity..I don’t give a fuck what it says about me..I can’t not be in your life Y/N..I’ll take whatever you’re willing to give” “I love you Greg” you whispered, turning to pull him on top of you. “I love you” he whispered, lips crashing against yours.

You stood at the door of Mouse’s room.You didn’t want to leave, god you didn’t want to leave but he had a point. It was seven in the morning. You needed to be home and showered before Jay got there with Addy. He still had a couple days before he’d need to leave for Glynco, Stella for some reason wanted to see him so he was gonna plan that too before he left.

He pulled you into him by your belt loops. He slipped his dog tags over his head and pulled your right hand up to drop them into it “You can wear them, you can shove 'em in a drawer. I just want to know that you have something of me. You own my entire heart. I hope I can see you again before I leave, you have my number, I have yours. We’re gonna talk and when you decide, I will be waiting for you baby”

You nodded slowly, feeling tears threaten your eyes “I love you Greg” he smiled before pulling you into a kiss “I love you too. Now get home to that baby girl. I’ll text you later, ok?” you nodded “Ok”

You were showered and changed into a fresh pair of jeans and tshirt. You stood in the middle of your living room staring at Mouse’s dog tags in your hand, running a finger over his name. After a moment you slipped them over your head and tucked them into your shirt. You wanted to have a part of him close.

You heard a knock and looked to see it was nine fifty. You walked over and answered the door. Jay stood there with Addy on his hip. “Oh, there’s my baby” you said and she cooed, reaching her hands out. Jay laughed and moved closer so she was easier to transfer. 

You hugged her tight once she was in your arms “Oh I missed you! Did you have fun with daddy and uncle Will?” Jay smiled “Yeah, she has Will wrapped around her finger” you laughed “Good”

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He stared at you for a moment before finally saying “I asked him to meet” you knew your confusion was plain on your face even before he explained “Mouse. I asked to meet. I wanted to try to explain. He pushed buttons, I pushed buttons. We threw punches” you nodded slowly “What buttons?”

Jay didn’t want to admit he hit Mouse because he had to face the insecurity of the fact that you would never fall out of love with Mouse. Nor did he want to admit that Mouse simply hit him because he’d hit first. “It doesn’t matter. We both agreed hitting each other was stupid before he parted ways. I should've told you that when you asked”

You nodded “Thank you for telling me” “You’re welcome..I’m um..I’m gonna go..if you two wanna get supper later..call me” he offered so you smiled “I will. Thank you Jay, for always being there for us both and being an amazing father to her”  He laughed “You’re welcome baby. Thank you for being there for us both and being the absolute best mother to my daughter I could ever imagine her having”

He stepped closer to press a kiss to Addy’s head.You saw his eyes flutter from yours down to your neck then back up before he gave you a small smile “Bye sweetheart”  “Bye” you replied watching him walk to his truck before closing your door and locking it.

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Addy babbled and reached for the dog tag chain, a part of your heart warming at seeing it. You weren’t sure what was going to happen next. You were fucking terrified of hurting either of them, you truly did love them both. The question was could you live without either of them or could you possibly find a way to live with them both in your life and if you did what did that even say about you?

You laughed, twirling around gently with Addy “What ya say we go get lost babygirl?” she cooed lightly so you laughed “Yeah, I knew we couldn't but can’t blame me for trying” you had no choice but to figure it out, if not for you but for her. Your heart wanted Greg, she needed Jay. You loved them both. What the fuck were you supposed to do??

@desimarie12

Part 22

@allisonargent144

@nevaehstreater18

[96z]

i’m making another post about @mohammedsh88 and his current situation because honestly i’m desperate to get him to his goal and i’m not sure what i can do besides appeal to you guys.

prefacing this by saying that this fundraiser has been verified. i’ve spoken to mohammed personally and he’s in an extremely difficult spot, yet he still finds the time to check on me and to thank me for doing the bare minimum of caring about his situation.

winter is arriving and his wife has a baby on the way. her pregnancy is high risk and she’s at risk for premature labor. his long term goal to eventually escape and rebuild his life is £120,000. his short term goal to prepare for the baby and survive the winter is £5000. he has only raised £800 so far.

this is absolutely a dire situation. the prices of basic necessities in gaza have increased significantly over the past year. mohammed is currently in need of money to prepare for the arrival of the baby (diapers, clothes, formula, etc), and to buy supplies to reinforce their tent against wind and rain, and to just survive day by day and have food for his family to eat, yall. for reference of how drastically prices have increased:

this is quite literally an emergency situation. if you can afford to donate, please do so. i know mohammed isn’t the only person in need of help and it’s a horrible choice to have to make but i am asking you from the bottom of my heart to give what you can, even if it’s the smallest amount. mohammed is such a kind person with such a loving heart. even with almost nothing, while living in a tent, he managed to give he managed to make a cake for his son’s birthday this year and throw him a party. no kid should have to celebrate their birthday in a tent. no father parent have to watch their child do so. they absolutely need this money to escape when the option to do so becomes available again, and to survive until it does.

i am still doing custom gifsets from any media for any donation made to his gfm. i’ll make a post here or rb the old one at some point but for now you can dm me here or shoot me an ask if you donate and would like to claim yours. thank you for taking the time to read this.

[katsukiizmoon]

Desc: Talkin’ bout Katsuki while you’re pregnant & when you have a daughter

No cause now all I can think about is katsuki with a daughter :( everyone Shutup I’m usually more immune to baby fever but oh god…. >:( katsuki needs to give me a baby girl

I can go into details and I will

Buys a giant wardrobe for her before she’s even born. Has custom made dynamight baby clothes made just for her.

Reads every parenting book known to man and has a binder of development notes!! This man has written down everything from how to cure baby gas to the best learning tools and methods for little ones

Makes freezer prep meals for when you’re post-partum and struggling ! Soup cubes, one pan sheet meals, instant pot dinners, the works. He makes frozen mandu (Korean dumplings) for an easy snack.

SLATHERS you in Shea butter and bio oil throughout your pregnancy, giving you rubs up and down all the time

Begins impulse buying childrens books and toys any time he steps into a store

Your home now has an entire room dedicated to the items he had either BUILT or BOUGHT for your child. Shelves are secured to the wall, filled with every book and pack of flash cards he’s purchased

Lays her down on his chest for quick naps with dragon tales on, humming to soothe her to avoid hics and sniffs from his beloved baby

Calls her “angel” for the longest time but here’s a list of other nicknames he uses: “squirt” , “shithead” , “princess” , “little spark”

Has the baby’s footprints stamped on thick cardstock for every two months she grows, until she hits a year. At a year he begins doing it every 6 months.

Starts teaching her to bake early on, all their favorite treats. They sit afterwards and eat to their hearts content until she inevitably knocks out on his chest watching Disney movies

Let’s her paint his nails as soon as she’s old enough. When she hits an age where it’s appropriate, they begin getting matching pedicures with you every month

Also post partum he spends time fixing you warm baths to soak in and love yourself in, while he holds the little one and makes dinner

Also also when you’re pregnant he literally has a brand new toilet installed to help you so you won’t need a peri bottle as much when you go to the bathroom :(((

Bathroom? Stocked with everything you can imagine. Tiny fridge for your padsicles? Check. Adult diapers? Check. Stool softener? Check. Baby wipes? Check! Anything you need, is stocked to the brim

Makes it mandatory that for the first 7 days of your little one’s life, only you and him will be around the baby. No visitors pressuring you, none of that. He plans the entire week in advance and tries to account for how tired you’ll be. The first thing he tells you to do when you get home is to get some sleep, and you do.

Calls his mom for help when you’re both a little too stressed and has her watch the baby in the play room so the two of you can have an hour nap

Takes you out to different attractions every week and/or has a “mommy day” planned each week to help lessen the chance of post partum depression

I just truly think he’d worship the ground yoj walked on and pave the way for her. He’d tell her how much he loves her every day. I bet he even puts a mild lavender lotion on her before she sleeps to help her rest and relax.

When she’s a newborn and going through the phase of refusing sleep, he gets you in bed and rocks her in the rocking chair until she’s asleep. He also demands the baby SHARE a room with you until she gets to at least 7-8 months. Baby cameras everywhere. Everything is baby proof. If you think it isn’t, it is.

When I die, The first thing I’m doing is having katsuki knock me up so we can live a happy life with a little one.

[hannahssimblr]

Mom clears her throat. “We’ve been discussing what’s next for you regarding your college expenses.”

And slowly, my blood drains. “Yeah?”

“And we think it’s best that we not contribute to your lifestyle any longer.”

“Um?”

“You’ve shown a total lack of responsibility.” Dad declares. “Not just this summer, but overall. You’re spoiled, ungrateful, and completely unable to manage yourself. We’ve decided that it’s best that you learn how to be an adult the hard way.”

“The hard way?” What does that include? Single parenthood?

“You’ll pay your own fees, your own rent, bills and all other expenses.”

“The idea,” Mom says, “Is that you’ll learn to budget, save and manage your own money, without relying on us to cover your costs all the time. It’s clear we’ve been enabling you for too long.”

“Enabling me?”

“Yes. You’ve become spoiled and ungrateful.”

“That’s ridiculous. I’m more than grateful.”

She rolls her eyes. 

I scoff, “I’m grateful! Jesus! I’m grateful for the iPhone! Thank you, okay? I’ve always wanted one. I’m so happy. Now, do you want me to pay you back for that, too?”

“It’s a gift.”

“Ill advised,” Dad adds. “If we had received the gas bill earlier, we wouldn’t have bought it. You can be sure of that.”

“Well, nice. Wonderful. Thank you.”

Mom shakes her head. “Don’t be like that.”

“I said thank you.”

“Don’t take us for fools. You don’t mean it. That’s the thing, and after everything we’ve done for you. We’ve fed you, given you a bed, bought your clothes and your school books-”

“Do you want to be paid back for those, too? Am I in debt for being born? That was your choice, not mine!”

Her face goes dark red. “You think this was a choice for me?” 

“No! But it was your choice to have another, wasn’t it? And it was your choice to move me out of the home where I was happy.”

“You were happy because you were a child! Children don’t know any better.”

“No, I was happy because Maureen cared for me, and would never ask me to pay her back for the… the baby formula, and the diapers and the yarn she used to knit my little tiny fucking sweaters, would she?”

“That woman is not your mother!” She shrieks. “I am your mother.”

“Then act like it!” I scream back, and my voice tears at my throat. “For once in your life, please! Instead of throwing your money at me and buying these expensive gifts, as though the car or the phone is going to parent me instead, and then you get angry with me for being spoiled. Who spoiled me? Huh? Who? I don’t want any of this stuff. I never did.”

The piano lid slams shut, and I hear Ivy’s feet scurry up the stairs. 

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Mom hisses. “There’s not a teenager in the country who wouldn’t want what you have.”

“You’re delusional if you think that.”

“I’m delusional?”

“Did you not hear me? Yeah, you are. And also-”

“Enough!” Dad bellows. “Aside from having no respect for your parents-”

“Respect?” I scoff. “Respect is earned, not-”

“I said aside from that-”

“You can’t just shout me down! You have to let me speak!”

“This is my house!” he roars with a ferocity that could make the windows shake in their frames. “I won’t be spoken to like this under my own roof. Neither I nor your mother, do you hear me?”

I shut my mouth. 

“You will go to Berlin, as you insisted, and you will earn your own money and pay your own bills, like everybody else has to do. This is nonnegotiable. Do you understand me?”

I swallow hard. “But how am I supposed to do that?”

“We’ve done you enough favours until now. You’ll get by on the earnings from the Volkswagen for a while, and after that, well, you can just figure it out.”

“You expect me to get a job in a country where they don’t speak my first language, with no history of work?”

Mom purses her lips. “It’s your fault you don’t have experience, not ours,” which is such an egregiously untrue statement to make that I would laugh if I didn’t know better. I don’t push the subject, or dare mention Ivy while she’s in the same house. Perhaps, if I was feeling braver, or stupider, I don’t know, I would mention that my only work experience is that of an au pair, a nanny, a childminder, but seeing as my father is still bursting with rage as steam rises rather theatrically from the integrated dishwasher next to him, it seems best to keep my mouth buttoned. 

“You know, this is what estranges people from their parents.” I say. Their expressions do not change.

“You’ll get over it.” Mom says simply, and after fixing her hair, she checks her little gold watch. “I have to get back to work, so I’m going to go.”

There’s more I could say. I could sneer as I asked her if Fergal was going to be there, if it’s really me that’s the problem in this household, or something else, something weird and rotten at the core of it, but I don’t. From a dining chair, she snatches her handbag, and marches into the hall, the click clack of her heeled shoes echoing all the way to the door. 

“Enjoy your phone,” she says before slamming it shut behind her.

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[iamfarfromvibingrightnow]

Merry Christmas my friend, and have a nice holiday. I’m Huda from Gaza and I’m pregnant in my ninth month and about to give birth anytime soon. So I need your help and support to help me buy my baby some clothes, milk, diapers, and basic needs. By your help and donations, you can save me and him from cold, malnutrition, and diseases .Your small donation of 20$ or 30$ can help us. Thank you for being part of saving us. Your help and support means a lot to us 🎁

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