#amelia is best princess

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Two movie characters from different film universes that you think would be friends.

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Free || Leah Williamson

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Part of the mini Williamson universe.

Summary You finally get a day free to spend with all your friends.

“Baby, you go out with the girls today. I’ve got Ami and Charlie.” Leah told you, holding a five week old Charlie in her arms.

“Are you sure?” You questioned, Leah nodding confidently in response.

In college, you’d become friend with four girls and you all became best friends.

Since then, you’d been inseparable. Going out for drinks or dinner or shopping.

Each week, you’d all meet up doing whatever.

That had all continued until you reached 30 weeks and you didn’t really fancy going out.

So your friends had to improvise and bring all them meet ups to your house instead.

Since you gave birth to Charlotte, they’d been encouraging you to go on an overdue shopping trip, but you felt guilty for leaving Charlie when she was still so little, even though Leah would be there to look after her.

Yesterday, you made the decision to decline there offer to go out today and you had been in a mood the rest of the day.

Leah had picked up on it and immediately knew what was wrong.

“Of course I’m sure, baby. You’re missing your friends and you deserve a break, go have fun.” Leah said, encouragingly nodding with her words.

“Thank you, le.” You pressed a kiss to her cheek, excitedly. “I pumped this morning so that’s ready in the fridge. Are you sure Charlie’s ready for me to leave her?” You started doubting whether to go or not.

“Baby, she’s asleep. She’s gonna be fine. I won’t let anything happen.”

“I know. I’m sorry, I’m not doubting you. You’re the best mummy ever.” You told Leah, watching her put Charlie in the Moses basket.

“So are you.” Leah said, placing her hands on your hips and pulling you in for a kiss.

“Stop kissing.” Ami told you both as she walked into the room.

“Can I not kiss mama?” Leah questioned, still resting an arm around you.

“No.”

“Sorry, bubba, but I’m always going to kiss mama.” Leah told her, pecking your lips. “You go get ready, baby. I’ve got them both. Take my card today as well, treat yourself.”

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You walked through door a few hours later, with several bags in your hand.

“Hi, baby.” Leah exclaimed as you walked into the living room, a sleeping Charlie curled up on her chest.

Ami was lying on the sofa, cuddled up to Leah’s side watching a film on the tv.

“Hi, love.” You said, bending down to kiss her.

“Gonna do a runway show for me?” Leah smirked playfully, raising her eyebrows suggestively.

“Le!” You exclaimed, smacking her arm gently. “Besides, I didn’t get much.”

“Baby, you’re kidding. How many bags is that? Six? Seven?”

“Most of its for Ami and Charlie.” You told her, gesturing to the bags in your hands. “Oh my god, le look at these baby clothes I got for Charlie.”

You showed Leah the bag full of baby clothes, Leah’s heart melting at some of them.

“They’re adorable, baby.”

“And I got this very special dress just for Ami.” You said, Ami’s head bobbing up from the sofa at the mention of a dress and her name.

You showed her the Disney princess dress you got for Amelia.

“For me?” Ami asked, as you nodded.

“Just for my princess.”

“Thank you, mama.”

“You’re welcome, bubba.”

“Baby, it was your turn to treat yourself whilst you were out. Why didn’t you get yourself anything?” Leah asked, rubbing your arm.

“Oh I did, and I think you’re gonna like it to. We did a quick trip to the Victoria secret shop.” You whispered, Leah’s eyes widening in realisation.

“Really?”

“Really.” You confirmed, pointing to the Victoria secret bag.

“Gonna try it on for me?”

“Tonight.” You whispered, winking.

Just as Leah went to respond, Charlie was sick all over her.

“Little miss clearly doesn’t like the idea of it.”

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The Younger Kind Part 39 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: It's not hard for Bradley to convince you to buy a formal dress. He also easily gets you to stop referring to the house as only his. But his behavior after the three of you return from the lake house might not be something you're willing to deal with.

Warnings: Swearing, fluff, smut, spanking, pregnancy talk, and age gap (18+)

Length: 4500 words

Pairing: Single dad!Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x babysitter!female reader

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Bradley had to laugh, because while the Christmas in July fake birthday party all weekend long had been great, he and Maverick were the ones stuck cleaning up the decorations. 

"They really left us here, huh?"

"Yeah, Mav," Bradley replied. "They really left us here to clean up while they took Noah out for breakfast." But he didn't mind. You told him it would give him a chance to talk to his dad's best friend for a few minutes. 

When Bradley started to disassemble the Christmas tree, Mav asked him, "Are you planning on going to Warlock's retirement thing?"

"Retirement thing?" Bradley asked.

"Yeah. The surprise party. I keep forgetting about it." When Bradley's brow scrunched in confusion, the other man waved his hand. "You'll get an invitation this week. Most of Top Gun is invited."

Bradley felt for a second like he'd finally reached the upper echelon of work related events, because if he did in fact manage to get an invitation to an Admiral's retirement party, it was going to be swanky. "Black tie?"

"Oh yeah," Mav replied as he packed up strand after strand of lights. "Just wear your dress whites."

But that wasn't what Bradley was concerned about. If you needed to wear a formal gown, then you'd need to use your princess credit card. And he didn't want you balking at the price of a dress. He wanted you to go out and find something you wanted to wear for the night, and he didn't want to argue with you about the money. He had plenty of it; that was the downside to losing your parents when you were young and inheriting both of their life insurance policies. 

"Yeah, I can just wear my dress whites," Bradley replied as he decided perhaps you'd respond better to picking out a dress if he promised to spank you afterwards.

Once Bradley shoved the Christmas tree back into the closet, he could hear you pull the Bronco back into the driveway. Maverick handed him a beer, and he was sipping it when you walked in and headed right for him. "Daddy," you whispered, kissing his cheek. Amelia walked in holding hands with Noah, and Penny brought up the rear.

"We brought you some muffins," Penny said, shaking a white bag at Bradley. 

"Thanks," he replied before leaning down closer to you. He could practically still feel the tug of your fingers in his hair as he made love to you last night, once again with his hand over your mouth. "I actually like it better when you make breakfast for us at home," he said softly, just for you. "Did you have a nice time?"

You just shrugged. "The food was good, but the coffee sucked. I miss the French vanilla coffee you bring home for me sometimes."

"In the special Princess cups?"

You practically moaned for him. "I love it when you stop and get me coffee. Do you have any idea how hard I was crushing on you when you would bring that home with you on days when I was babysitting Noah? Or when you started buying French vanilla creamer for your house for me?"

Bradley eyed everyone else out on the back deck while he took a sip of the beer he was still holding and wrapped his arm a little tighter around you. "Tell me, Princess. Remind me. How hard were you crushing on me?"

Your lips met his neck, and sure enough, your fingers went to his hair. He stood there feeling kind of smug as you kissed him and murmured, "Couldn't stop thinking about you. I was so jealous of every girl you went out with. I wanted you to touch me so badly."

Bradley backed you up against the wall and pressed his body to yours. "I knew from the beginning I was wasting my time with them when you were at home."

You let your head tip back against the wall, and he leaned down to kiss you. "Well I'm always at your house now." You hooked your fingers through his belt loops and grinned. "I can't wait to make myself a latte from your fancy coffee maker tomorrow before work. The coffee is better from your kitchen."

Bradley froze with his palm pressed to the wall next to your head and your pretty eyes on him. "Baby, it's our house now."

Your eyes fluttered closed as you whispered, "Our house," like it was your fairy tale castle instead of a Coronado bungalow. Like he really was your knight. 

"Hey," he rasped, waiting until your eyes were open again. He ran his fingers along your cheek. "I love you. So fucking much. But I won't spank you ever again if you call it my house. You understand?"

"Daddy," you gasped as he pulled himself away from you and finished his beer with a smirk. Your eyes narrowed, and he should have been alarmed by your smirk that matched his. "If you don't promise to spank me when we get home tonight, I'll paint your entire house beige. And I'll stop buying salad dressing. And I'll go down to the lake right now and catch a pet fish for Noah."

"Fuck," he gasped, actually feeling a little panicky before you and he burst into laughter together. "Damn, you're good. And you know I'll give you whatever you want. But you've got to give me what I want, too. Call it our house."

You pecked his cheek and said, "Let me start packing so we can leave for our house in a few hours."

"That's more like it," he replied as he went to join everyone else on the deck.

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You offered to drive, but Bradley told you to relax instead. You and Noah both ended up yawning fifteen minutes into the ride back to San Diego, and then you were both falling asleep. While Noah actually needed the afternoon nap so he wasn't cranky later, you just wanted to enjoy the feel of the warm sunshine on your face and Bradley's hand in yours. 

You were using his address as your own for work, and all of your mail was being sent there. Your stuff was in virtually every room, but there were still times that it felt like his and Noah's space. The new bed helped you feel more comfortable, and obviously Bradley let you do whatever you wanted throughout the house. But he was right; it was time you started to take ownership. That was your bungalow now with the snag in the living room rug and the crack along the driveway just as much as it was his. You dozed off thinking about the internet tabs open on his phone as he rubbed your left ring finger. 

Once again, Bradley had to wake you up when you arrived. He kissed you softly until your eyes opened to the afternoon sun. "We're home," he whispered. 

"Our house," you mumbled as you sat up straight and stretched. 

"Our house," he echoed. And then your heart melted as he asked, "Do you want to take our son inside while I carry in all of our shit?"

You smiled and turned to see that Noah was just waking up as well. "Yeah, I'll take our son inside." It was the most natural thing you could have said as you pecked Bradley's lips and climbed out onto the driveway.

"Mommy," Noah whined as you unbuckled him. "I have to pee." 

"Keys!" you shouted to Bradley where he was already unloading the back of the Bronco, and he tossed them to you. As quickly as you could, you hauled Noah up to the front porch and got him into the bathroom without incident. "You feel better?" you asked, and he nodded at you.

"Yeah. Mostly because there were no bears at the lake."

You had to stifle your laughter. This child was the sweetest thing you'd ever encountered in your life. "Told you that Daddy wasn't lying about the bears. What was your favorite part of the weekend?" you asked as you helped him wash his hands. 

"The worms."

Once again, you wanted to laugh, because you didn't even need to leave the backyard to find worms, let alone drive hours away to an enormous lake. "Don't tell Daddy that," you mumbled as you walked out of the bathroom to see Bradley dumping bags and boxes in the hallway.

"I think we overpacked," he said as he headed outside for more. "If we go on another family vacation, I'm supervising the packing, because now I know you can't be trusted with it."

"When we go on another family vacation," you called after him. You rolled your eyes and headed to the kitchen to start making spaghetti for dinner. Then you grinned as you set Noah up with a coloring book at the table. You kissed his soft hair and said, "Don't forget to remind your dad that you still want a dog, okay?"

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When Bradley took a minute to actually sort through the mail from Friday, he found the invitation to Admiral Bates' retirement party. A black tie formal at the San Diego Botanic Gardens. It was in less than two weeks, and his wife wanted it to be a surprise for him. Bradley would have to get his dress whites dry cleaned before then, but it would be harder to convince you to buy a gown. If you even wanted to go with him. 

At the moment, you were reading a bedtime story on Noah's floor and teaching him how to sound out the words. God, Bradley was fucking obsessed with how patient and sweet you were. Noah was snuggled up in your lap, looking at the book and saying the word castle when Bradley walked in. Wordlessly, he sat on the edge of Noah's bed and watched his son work through all the words on the page with your help. 

Maybe you'd get pregnant right away. Bradley didn't know if he'd be able to handle the excitement. He could spend a weekend getting the other bedroom set up as a nursery when it was time. When Meredith was pregnant, she only took him to one ultrasound appointment, but this time, if it happened, he'd beg you to let him go to all of them. Or as many as he could if he wasn't deployed. 

"Daddy?" you asked, handing Noah up to him. 

Bradley was shaken from his very pleasant thoughts by his son in his arms. He smiled and kissed Noah while he yawned before turning and getting him tucked in. "I still want a dog," Noah mumbled as he rolled onto his side, and Bradley shot you a dirty look. 

"What?" you asked innocently as you abruptly stood and headed for the door. You were off down the hallway, running to yours and his bedroom, but Bradley was right on your tail. 

He caught you in his arms as you laughed. "You know, all you've done since you got here is completely wreck our routine," he growled next to your ear as he held you tight. "You've literally destroyed our former way of life."

"What?" you gasped, trying to look up at him.

"You heard me," he whispered, kissing your hair. "You've got Noah reading books and eating homemade meals. You've turned me into a complete fucking mess with your glossy lips and your smile and your little dresses. And you have absolutely no regard for the fact that I get an erection whenever I smell wildflowers." 

You were all giggles now as he carried you to the bed. "It's your fault for being such a Daddy," you whispered with a grin. 

He set you down, and you lounged back against the pillows, your dress resting high on your thighs. Then he pulled the folded up invitation out of his back pocket and handed it to you as he climbed in bed too. "You wanna go with me?" he asked as you read it.

When your eyes darted up to meet his, you whispered, "I've never been to a black tie event before."

"Then you'll need a dress. Where's your phone?"

You bit your lip. "In the kitchen."

"Use mine," he replied, unlocking it and handing it to you with a new internet tab all ready for you to start shopping. "Order some dresses. And go to the mall after work one day this week if you want."

You took his phone but hesitantly said, "If I'm only going to wear it one time, I don't even know what to buy."

"Get whatever you want, Princess," he coaxed. "Maybe something purple?"

"Maybe..." you muttered as Bradley rolled you onto your belly in the middle of the bed. He watched over your shoulder as you started scrolling through some dresses, and he was practically salivating, because they would all look incredible on you. "Purple would be pretty."

"Mmhmm," he hummed, running his hands up the backs of your thighs and pushing your dress up around your waist. You glanced back at him as he carefully started to pull your underwear down. 

"What are you doing?" you asked with a little smirk as he inched your underwear down your legs and set them on the bed. 

He ran his big hands back up to your ass and bent to kiss you there. He could just see a glimpse of your pretty pussy as he kissed along the top of your thigh. "Exactly what you want me to do. But only if you order a dress." 

When you turned back to his phone, he ran his mustache along your perfect, soft skin. You were flawless, partly because of your age, but also because of how attractive you were. He was never going to tire of listening to your breath hitch when he touched you like his. He kneaded and palmed the globes of your ass, teasing down to your pussy with his thumbs until you whimpered. 

He tasted your skin everywhere, his tongue delving into your wetness as he pushed your legs further apart. You lifted yourself up onto your knees slightly, and he let you get away with it so he could taste more of you. But when you started to grind back against his face, he stilled you with his hands. 

"Did you pick out a dress yet?" he asked, licking the taste of your pussy from his mustache.

Your voice was quivering slightly. "I like this one, but it's expensive," you told him, holding up his phone. It was purple and two pieces with a fluffy Princess skirt. The top was covered in beads and would show off the tiniest bit of your waist all the way around. He was practically drooling just thinking about how much fun he'd have pushing all that fabric up to get to you. 

"Order it," he groaned before literally sinking his teeth into your ass and gently biting you so you squealed for him. "Order it right now, and I'll spank you and then fuck you."

"Okay," you moaned, and a minute later, you tossed his phone next to your underwear. "I ordered it." Bradley kissed you all over your ass before collecting you in his arms and draping you over his lap as he sat on the edge of the bed. 

And just like last time, you loved it. He could tell. Every time his palm met your perfect body, you moaned his name and rubbed yourself against his thigh. Your skin felt warm as he soothed you and then spanked you again and again. "You're a good girl when you use the credit card," he crooned before dipping two fingers inside your pussy without warning. 

"Daddy!" you nearly shrieked, grinding back on his hand. He finger fucked you hard before withdrawing and then spanking you with his wet hand. The slapping noise and your reaction to him had him on the verge as he pulled you upright.

There were tears in your eyes and a soft smile on your face as you let him kiss your lips. He stroked his thumb along your cheek and whispered, "Get on your hands and knees."

You nodded and scrambled onto the bed, and he stood there and admired the sight before him. You were all round ass and soaking wet pussy as you pressed your cheek to the bedding and whined, "Bradley." He carefully unzipped his jeans, yanked them down, and thrust all the way inside you. The gentle hiss and soft groan as he filled you let him know you felt good. 

He let you have a few slow strokes before he grabbed you by the hips. Then he fucked you harder as you turned your head to bury your cries. A formal dress. A baby. A wife. He could think about little else besides you at the moment as he fucked you until he unloaded inside you with your name on his lips. 

Bradley knew he was a little rough as his hips continued to jerk, fucking his cum deeper. You lifted your face away from the bedding and started to crawl away from him, giving him a beautiful view of your pussy leaking his cum. 

"I'm sorry, Baby," he mumbled, shaking his head and climbing into the bed next to you. "I'm sorry I was a little rough." He was about to ask you if you wanted him to get you off with his mouth or his hands when you very gently reached for his face.

"I like it when you're rough," you whispered, voice full of emotion. "I like it when you're gentle with me, too. I love everything. I love living here with you in our house." You snuggled in closer to him and let your chin rest on his shoulder. "I love you."

"I love you too, Princess."

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Getting back into your work routine was hard after taking a few days off and sleeping in with Bradley each morning. Dr. Kelly even joked that you looked too well rested. "How was the lake?" she asked, and you immediately thought about Bradley untying your bathing suit on the boat. 

"Great," you replied as casually as you could. "Noah had the best weekend. Once we convinced him there were no bears at Big Bear Lake."

Her eyes went wide as she reached for some latex gloves and followed you toward an exam room. "Could you imagine if he actually saw one?"

You shook your head immediately. "Don't even want to think about it."

As the afternoon wore on, you realized your butt was still sore, and you were hungry for ants on logs. And this was all because you were in love with being in love with the Bradshaw boys. When you took a short break and checked your phone, there was a text from Bradley.

Bradley Bradshaw: Hey, I'll be late today. Need to take care of some things at work. Can you pick Noah up?

You let him know you'd be happy to get Noah, and then you realized that maybe you'd get to see Casey, too. You were still giddy at the prospect of annoying her when you arrived at the daycare only to find Geena, the older teacher at the front desk. 

She greeted you warmly and then asked you for your ID. "I know that Casey probably knows you by now, and she's usually out here in the afternoons. But since she left a little early today, I'll just need to check your drivers license."

"No problem," you told her with a smile as you pulled it out of your wallet for her to inspect. She had you sign the sheet on the clipboard and then she vanished to get Noah. You wondered how late Bradley would be, but he never responded to your text when you asked him. Then Noah came running out, and you bent to scoop him up in your arms. 

"Mommy, we painted seashells today!" he gushed, holding up a ziplock bag with his name on it filled with colorful shells. 

"Noah! They're beautiful!" you told him as you waved goodbye to Geena and took him out to your car. "Do you want to turn them into a craft for Daddy when we get home?"

"Yeah!"

An hour later, you were still in your scrubs from work, making dinner while Noah glued some of the smaller shells onto a sheet of construction paper. You stopped what you were doing occasionally to help him arrange the shells to spell DADDY. "Looking good," you told him as he sounded out the letters. He loved reading, and you loved how excited he got. 

You kissed his forehead and then checked your phone as it vibrated on the counter. But when you saw it was your coworker trying to plan a happy hour, you set it down and sighed. You weren't sure if you should make a plate of food for Bradley or not. He'd probably be starving when he got home, so you decided to leave a serving out on the counter for him while you and Noah ate together. But you ended up just picking at your food. You hadn't heard from Bradley in hours. 

"Wanna get changed for bed?" you asked Noah after dinner. He went racing off to his bedroom and dug around in his drawer for his dinosaur pajamas. When he put the shirt on backwards, you helped him switch it around. 

"I want a snack," he told you just as you heard the front door open. Your heart leapt as you and he raced into the living room. Bradley looked exhausted in his rumpled uniform, and he was carrying a light blue box in one hand. 

"Hey, Bub," he said, kneeling so Noah could hug him. "You have a good day?"

"I made you a craft!"

Bradley looked up at you and smiled a little hesitantly. "Sorry I'm late," he mumbled as Noah yanked on his arm until he stood. He kissed your cheek as he was led into the kitchen, and Noah showed him the construction paper that was absolutely saturated with drying glue and seashells. "Wow! I love this! I think we need to let it dry overnight though."

"That's what Mommy said," Noah replied as Bradley set him down in one of the chairs. 

"What's in the box?" you asked. He opened it up to reveal a whole variety of pastries. Cookies, cupcakes, brownies and even a donut shaped like a crown. Now you felt bad for being a little annoyed with his lack of communication all afternoon and evening. 

Noah reached into the box, and Bradley snatched up the donut before he could get to it. "This one's yours."

"Thanks," you whispered before biting into it. The outside melted in your mouth, and the inside was filled with rich cream. It was delicious. Bradley leaned down to lick the corner of your mouth, and you felt your cheeks grow warm.

But once Noah was asleep, Bradley took a quick shower alone and collapsed into bed. "I'm fucking beat today," he said with an enormous yawn. "You ready for bed?" 

"Yeah," you agreed as he pulled the blanket over himself, and after you took a long shower he was already asleep. So you just snuggled in next to him, and eventually you fell asleep, too. 

The following morning, Bradley was still sound asleep when your alarm went off, something that never happened. "Daddy," you whispered, shaking him and kissing his cheek. "Wake up." He just grunted at you and rolled over. "Seriously?" you muttered, rolling out of bed since you could hear Noah in the bathroom. You changed into clean scrubs and skipped makeup since Noah was bugging for breakfast as soon as he saw you.

"Eggs or cereal?" you asked him once you had him dressed for the day. 

"Cereal," he replied. "And can I have another cookie? From the blue box?"

"We'll see," you said, setting him up with breakfast and then going back to find Bradley half dressed in his flight suit and messing with his phone. "You're up."

His eyes met yours, and he tucked his phone in his pocket. "Yeah. Sorry, I don't know why I was so tired. Can you drop Noah off so I'm not late?"

You nodded, and he cupped your cheek in his big hand. "Thanks, Princess." Then he grabbed the travel mug of coffee you made for him and took a protein bar and a cookie. With a quick kiss to Noah's head, he was out the front door. 

"Daddy had a cookie," Noah whined. "I want one, too."

You realized there was no point in arguing with him if Bradley was the one setting a bad example, so you carried the pastry box over to the table. You noticed it was from Sweet Dreams Bakery which was all the way across the city. Noah managed to snag two cookies as you stood there with the box open in a daze. Why was Bradley on the other side of San Diego yesterday? It was mostly residential over there.

"Shit," you muttered under your breath. You'd be late if you didn't get Noah in the car in the next few minutes. You quickly made yourself lunch and grabbed everything he would need before hauling him out to the car. You gently swiped cookie crumbs from his face and clothes as you buckled him in. "I'll drop you off quickly, and then Daddy will pick you up later, okay?"

Noah just nodded as he smiled. He would probably be on a sugar high within the hour, but at least he would be someone else's problem to deal with then. And you quickly learned that he would be Casey's problem to deal with when you took him inside and realized that you looked like a nightmare compared to her today. She was wearing an outfit so cute, you kind of wished you had one just like it. And she smiled maliciously at you.

"Good morning, Noah," she said sweetly as she practically tossed the clipboard in your direction. She walked him into the classroom as you signed your name and put the date and time. 

"Thanks," you mumbled, handing the clipboard back to her when she reappeared. 

"You know, I'm a little surprised it's you dropping him off today instead of Bradley. I mean, Lieutenant Bradshaw." She looked so smug you wanted to scream and smear her perfect makeup. 

But you stood there and calmly said, "We've already been over this. I'll be dropping Noah off and picking him up as well now. Indefinitely."

"Okay," she replied, barely paying any attention to you as she opened up a light blue pastry box identical to the one in your kitchen. "You keep telling yourself that."

You swallowed hard and looked between her face and the box one more time before you turned on your heel and rushed back out to your car.

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co-parenting

— pairing: exhusband!Drew Starkey x Reader

— type: fluff

— summary: You & Drew are recently divorced, while trying to co-parent your daughter Amelia.

— a/n: i’ve been having intense baby fever for some reason.

— warnings: mentions of pregnancy // light cursing // divorce // exes -> lovers

You sat alone on the couch with your 2 year old daughter Amelia sleeping peacefully on-top of you. You softly stroked her back as there was a quiet knock at the front door of your home.

You slowly set Amelia on the couch, surrounding her in pillows until you returned to your spot.

You opened the door to find none other than your ex-husband and Amelia’s father, Drew Starkey, at the door. He threw you a smile as he whispered a simple “Hey”.

There was no bad blood between the two of you. The relationship was a bit complicated due to Drew’s career and schedule, so you both thought it’d be best to get a divorce.

Drew was an amazing father to Amelia; the little girl absolutely adored him. Seeing as Drew was constantly away for work, he agreed to let you have Amelia majority of the time. Whenever he came to see her, he would go to your house to see her. That’s just how co-parenting worked between the two of you.

Drew entered the house and embraced you in a hug, which immediately gave you butterflies. It was no secret that you were still madly in love with the man in-front of you. Well, it was no secret to everyone but him.

Your decision to divorce him filled you with immediate regret.

You led him over to the couch where Amelia was still fast asleep, now hugging one of the pillows. You looked over at Drew to see him smiling to himself.

He slowly sat down next to her sleeping body and carried her in his arms before whispering a gentle “Princess… Princess wake up” in her ear.

Her eyes fluttered at the sound, rubbing her eyes until she could fully see what, or rather who, was in-front of her.

Her once sleepy gaze turned into an enormous smile once she saw her dad.

“Daddy!” She exclaimed as she wrapped her small arms around his neck.

“Hey Princess, I missed you” He smiled as he placed a kiss onto the top of her head. You smiled at the sight. Oh, what you’d do to be a family again.

You made your way into the kitchen, preparing some mac & cheese for Amelia’s lunch.

“You want some Mac & Cheese?” You asked Drew. He looked up from his conversation with Amelia to shout a quick “Sure” before going back to talking to his little girl.

“Daddy why don’t you sleep over” Amelia asked him as she toyed with his hands:

“Because daddy doesn’t live here anymore, princess”

“Why not” She gave him a cute little frown.

“Well uhm… Mommy and Daddy aren’t together anymore. I still love your mommy very much, and I wish we were together, but we aren’t” He whispered as he smoothed her hair.

“But mommy loves you too, daddy” Drew’s eyes looked at the little girl in shock. For a 2 year old, she sure as hell understood a lot more than people think.

“What are you two goofballs whispering about over there?” You joked as you set their plates on the table.

“Nothing mommy!” Amelia shouted as she ran to her big girl chair (she had been learning how to sit in one without falling over… she was going amazing), giving Drew the ‘uppie’ arms as her way of signaling to him to lift her into her chair.

“Thank you, Y/n” Drew smiled at you before sitting down to eat with Amelia.

You excused yourself as you went to the bathroom. As you washed your hands in the sink, you heard a little “do it, daddy” come from your daughter’s mouth. You loved the bond Amelia had with Drew. She really had him wrapped around her finger.

As you exited the bathroom you ran into Drew’s frame. You apologized but Drew wasn’t listening.

“Can we talk for a minute?” Your heart dropped. Last time those words were said, it ended in your divorce. Nonetheless, you nodded your head, leading him to the foyer, as it was much quieter.

“What’s going on?” You asked as you looked into his beautiful blue eyes, trying to figure out where this conversation was going.

“It’s about us” Drew started and you stopped breathing for a moment before you nodded, telling him to go on.

“Look I’m gonna get right to the chase. I miss you. I miss Amelia. I miss you both more than ever. I miss being a family” You were more than shocked at his words.

“I know I’m the one who decided to get the divorce, but it was probably the dumbest idea I’ve ever had. I want us to all be together again” He pleaded with you.

“Drew, you have no idea how much I regret ever agreeing to leave you. I miss you too. It’s been so hard these past few months without you” You had tears cascading down your face at this point as Drew wrapped you in a tight yet comforting hug to try and calm you down.

“Amelia’s getting older, and I’m struggling trying to balance work and taking care of her. Amelia and I both need you now more than ever” You wiped the tears from your face as you looked up at him.

“I know, and I’m sorry for not being around as often as I should. I have the next few months off of work; we can try to fix this” He gestured between the both of you as you smiled and quietly nodded.

“I think both Amelia & I would really like that” You smiled at him before he leaned down and gave you a gentle kiss filled with so much love, a kiss that you’d been yearning for since the day you signed those stupid divorce papers.

Your kiss was interrupted when you heard tiny footsteps running toward you, as tiny arms grabbed hold of your leg. Drew bent down to Amelia’s height and picked her up.

“Guess who’s sleeping over” You giggled as Amelia’s face burst into a smile as she looked at her dad.

“Are you and mommy back together?” She asked Drew before he looked at you and smiled.

“We’re working on it, princess” His beautiful smile remained painted on his face as he pulled you closer to him and kissed your forehead.

“My girls” He mumbled into your hair before he began to tickle Amelia as she giggled loudly.

[thepinkmermaidprincess]

james potter is the head chef on the Starlight Cruise,an two month cruise traveling from London to The Caribbean,Mexico,Hawaï and so much more beautiful destinations with all the richest and famous people on board…This cruise was the perfect opportunity for james to gain a whole lot of money and open his own restaurant in London like he always dreamed of. All the employees have one rules : do not under any circumstances cross boundaries with any of the cruisers.James has never been the type to follow rules but this type he truly can’t break the.But when james sees you he start to thinks that keeping his hand off of you is going to be the hardest things his heart will ever have to do.. You are the daughter of one of the richest man on earth and your mom is one of the most famous bridal designer,you’ve been dreaming of this cruise for years and are so deeply excited,you secretly hoped to find love during this cruise like your parents did on the same boat thirty years ago…

so here’s you and james first meeting…˙✧˖° 🐬🌸 ⋆｡♡

You couldn’t believe you were finally on this boat.You dreamed about it since you were a kid,since the first time your parents told you how they meet and how they instantly fall in love ♡ Your parents and their love were your biggest inspiration and your biggest goal : to have someone love you,cherished you and make you laugh so much you can’t breathe.Just like your parents.

Your dad was one of the biggest name in the car industry,he designed car and even sometimes helped build them.Your mom was a bridal designer,she is the one who inspired you to go into fashion.Fashion was your everything,creating clothes and making people feel beautiful was your favorite thing.You were an only child so obviously you were a spoiled little princess but you tried hard to keep your head on your shoulders and always be kind.Your parents did not want you to be alone so they invited your best friend Amelia to come on this cruise with you.You were so deeply happy,your heart was going to explode.You and Amelia have been best friend since elementary school and you hoped that this would be added to your list of amazing adventures you girls had.

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It was the first night one the cruise and you were currently sitting at the restaurant with Amelia and your parents.The restaurant area was decorated with so many light garlands and beautiful pink flower bouquets on every table.The ambiance was romantic and heavenly,under all those light you felt beautiful and strangely at home.

The diner went amazingly,the food was mouthwatering,you’ve never eaten anything as good.Everyone around the table though the same things which is why your dad tipped the chef an 100 bill with a little message on a napkin.You also added your own little message on the napkin after you asked the chef’s name : "M.Potter this is the best,most delicious meal i’ve ever eaten,just waw,so so excited to eat your food every day for the next 2 months!” and signing with your name.You loved complimenting people,a little kindness and appreciation never hurts.

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After the diner,you went into the club area of the cruise with Amelia and danced all night.The playlist and the dj was amazing,she played so much 2000s playlist and Amelia definitely tought she was beautiful and you hoped something would happen between those two.Love was definitely in the air.

Stickwithu by the Pussycats Dolls started playing.It was one of your favorite song of all the time so you started swinging your hips and let your arms move in the air,you let yourself feel the music and feel sexy.You’d seen a lot of man look at you tonight but none of them gived you this sparkly feeling in your heart.They looked at you like they wanted you but only in their bed.The last thing you wanted was a relationship based on sex or a one night stand,you wanted true love and intimacy.

As the songs ended and Fantasy by Kali Uchis started playing you felt a pair of eyes on you,that send bolt of electricity down your spin.You turned around and lock eyes with the most handsome man you’ve ever seen.He was so tall and bulky,he was wearing a simple pair of blue jeans that fits him so perfectly you felt your heart beating so hard and a cropped white tee.He was so naturally handsome.He was wearing black glasses which made you smile (you’ve always loved men with glasses) and his hair were so tousled like he had run his hand in them a thousand times.You stopped dancing and just started at him.That’s where you realized that he is behind the bar,that means that he must work here.You kept looking at each other,your heart beating fast and his beautiful green eyes sparkling making you feel beautiful.He titled his head to the side as to say « why did you stop dancing ?» but then customers went asking him for drink which he had to serve.

"Girl you NEED to go talk to him",Amelia said jumping up and down," i’ve never seen someone look at another person with so much curiosity and interested AND LUST. I’m begging you y/n go buy a drink and go ask for his number.You wanted adventure and romance baby he looks perfect for that",she screamed over the music while giving you the puppy dog eye.

"Ok ok i’m going,my god he is so so gorgeous i’m so going",you said before kissing her on the cheek and walking in the bar direction.Amelia screamed of happiness,slapped your ass and you heard her say « go get em princess »

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"Hi.",you said with your most beautiful smile,you couldn’t had the excitement in your voice.

"Hi darlin’",he answered with the most toe-curling beautiful voice while putting his elbows on the bar, "what can i get you?"

"Mhmm..a sex on the beach please.",you said battling your eyelashes covered with the Too Faced Better Than Sex mascara.You loved this drink but you also choose that one because of the name.It’s been so long since you flirting with someone you truly wanted.And you wanted him.His presence was sweet and makes your head to crazy.

He laughed,the sound deep,soothing and sultry, "of course love", he send a wink your way before starting preparing your drink.

You watched him worked around the bar,he looked so relaxed and his hand were moving so easily and sexily…His attitude was so attractive,he looked laidback but also full of energy and casually dominant.

"So what’s your name gorgeous ?",he said while posing your drink in front of you with a pink straws.

" I’m y/n y/l/n and you ?", he repeated your name with a smile and oh god those that sounded beautiful.

"James Potter…i’m glad to put a face on the sweet girl who wrote me a love letter on a napkin.",he said while blushing.

" Oh my god,it was not a love letter i was simply complimenting your amazing food which is seriously out of this world.",you felt your cheek growing so red,so the most handsome man you’ve ever seen happen to also cook the most delicious things ever.You thought that you heard some wedding bells.

" Yeah yeah sure darlin’ whatever you want to call it…",he looked at your lips before adding in a whisper :"But seriously i appreciate it so much even more than your dad tip i could even say."

"Your secret is safe with me handsome.",you smiled sweetly at him.

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You spend the rest of the night talking with him and flirting.You learned that he worked here as the head chef but also at the club to have extra money.His chambers were at the opposite of yours and there is no way that your path could cross other than at the club because the employee were forbidden to go into the cruiser area.He worked here with his best friends Sirus (the head bartender),Remus(the pianist at the restaurant who also worked at the bar after),Marlene (the dj) and Mary ( who also worked at the bar).He opened a little about his life,he dreamed of opening his own restaurant since he was a kid,his parents never had a lot of money but they given him so much love and support over the year.So this cruise was the perfect opportunity to gain a lot of money and finally realized his dreams.Your interest grows each minute you spend in his presence.He was so gentle but also hilarious and so passionate.He listened to you talking about your life,your passion and what you loved with so much cared and he did not hesitate to ask question.He truly was interested and it feel so nice.

You started to get a little tired after all the cocktails and the dancing and the butterfly in your stomach who couldn’t keep flying because of this gentle man.James refuses to let you walk back into your chambers alone at night.Amelia send you a text an hour ago telling you that she was going to kiss the beautiful dj and that you would know all the details tomorrow.You were deeply excited about that.

"Wow your side of the boat is gorgeous..",he said looking all around the area.The moon was shining so bright,you could see the reflection of it in his glasses.

Arrived in front of your chambers,james lean down to kiss your hand.This gesture was so cute and makes you feel like you were in a romance book.You were so close and a part of you hoped he was going to kiss you but then he said…

"Good night darlin’",he smiled at you before turning around.His back looked so tense.

"James wait…can i maybe get your number ?"

He turned back around and looked pained,like his heart was breaking.

" Fuck darlin’,i can’t.I had an amazing night with you…you’re wonderful and so beautiful.Talking with you was the highlight of my day,i loved everything about our discussion and i truly wished i could keep talking to you and i want your number so bad but i can’t.As an employee i’m forbidden to be with one of you.And you deserve so much more than someone hiding you.I’m sorry but this job means so much to me i can’t lose it,i truly can’t…". His hand was gripping the back of his neck and his voice sounded so so sad.

It breaked your heart,you couldn’t help but feel sad even though you truly understand and loved his passion.Nobody ever made you feel the way he made you feel tonight.But you couldn’t be selfish.You understood but you truly enjoyed his company so you took his hands in yours.

"James it’s okay,it’s fine i understand,i truly do.",you smiled at him and my god does he looked beautiful under the moonlight," i really like you but your passion need to come first…we could maybe be friend ?"

"Yes please i would love to be your friend.",he squeezed your hand before saying the most adorable thing ever that you will dream about for the rest of the night…" But y/n i promise you if i had meet you under any other circumstances i would have loved to take on a date but right now there’s so much things between the restaurant and i’m just not ready but god you are the sweetest thing i’ve ever seen.I would love to be your friend.",he winked before adding" for now.".

If friendship with james was the only thing you could have with him,then friendship it would be.For now.You had this feeling in your chest that whatever time it will take,james and you will have a beautiful romance.Maybe not now.But one day.And you couldn’t wait for this beautiful man to be yours.

hope u loved it ♡ English is not my first language so i apologize for any mistakes <3

The way i presented this fic is heavily inspired by @princessbrunette please check her blog <3 it’s amazing

[medlarmeadows]

We Were (Never) Meant To Be

prince!Charlie Slimecicle x lady-in-waiting!reader

Synopsis: You attempt to get your lady (and best friend) and your ex-boyfriend together.

Warning(s): none

Word Count: 955

A/N: This is based off an original story and character that came to me suddenly. There’s a whole lot of backstory (let me know if you want more?), but I just really wanted an excuse to write this scene out. Writing for Charlie is just an excuse to write out my original plots.

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You’re surveying the crowd occupying the palace garden with careful eyes. It wasn’t rare for the royal family to open their palace grounds for a festival, but it wasn’t the most frequent either.

Your eyes slide over to a prince with messy brown hair standing at the other side of the garden. He’s standing with his friends – other young noblemen – with a glass of champagne. The sun glints off the golden embroidery of his dark green dress shirt, emphasising the royalty that he is.

When you glance back up to his face, you’re suddenly locking gazes with the prince. Jolting, you turn away from him, ignoring how your heart still flutters when you stare into his eyes.

Letting out a breath, you nudge Princess Amelia, your best friend and your boss, gently with your elbow, saying, “You should go talk to him.”

Amelia pauses in her movements. She had been dancing with one of your other friends who was a noblewoman. Her lavender dress swishes around her legs as it is carried by the light breeze.

She raises an eyebrow at you and says, “You should go talk to him.”

You resist a flinch, but the hair on the back of your neck stands.

“As your lady-in-waiting, I am tasked to remind you that the two of you are betrothed,” you reply lowly, hands clamped together in front of the waist band of your lady-in-waiting uniform. It was a dark blue dress simpler than the nobles would wear, but fancier than most maids to signify your status as the princess’ right hand.

“Your parents would be disappointed if you don’t get together by the end of the week.”

“And as your lady,” she teases and begins swaying again, “I say that I don’t care about the betrothal. I’ve already told my parents that, and you know that too.”

You don’t match the teasing grin that she has, nor the light tone of her voice.

As your king and your queen, we command you to bring Princess Amelia and Prince Charles together as a couple according to the betrothal by the end of the festival week. You will face the consequences of your actions should you fail to do so.

“Mels,” you say quietly, a nickname only you and a few others got to call the princess, “disobeying the king and queen would be treason.”

“I’m literally their daughter.”

“For me.”

Amelia stops swaying, her demeanour turning serious.

“Did they say something to you?”

“They just gave me instructions – ”

“Did they threaten you?”

“Who threatened who?” says a familiar voice.

You flinch, turning around quickly to face Charlie. Prince Charlie. Prince Charlie who was kind, sweet, funny, and charming. Prince Charlie who was betrothed to Princess Amelia.

Prince Charlie whom you broke up with two years ago and haven’t talked to since.

“My parents threatened Y/N to get us together by the end of the week,” says Amelia before you can stop her.

Charlie’s eyebrows raise in disbelief.

“What?”

“They didn’t threaten me,” you lie through your teeth, stepping away from the man who had appeared behind you and refusing to look at him directly. “I’m just doing my job.”

“No,” scoffed Amelia, “you’re being a bad friend.”

“And you’re lying,” says Charlie at the same time.

You shoot him a glare, cursing him silently. Damn him for still remembering your tells.

Taking a quick glance around, you check for anyone listening in to your conversation. Your friend who was dancing with Amelia was now conversing with Charlie’s friends, sending the three of you occasional glances, but besides them, no one else seemed interested in your conversation.

“The fact is that you are betrothed to each other,” you deadpan. “You need to start dating publicly or – ”

“Or our parents will come after you?” questions Charlie, his arms now crossed over his chest. “You’re the one who broke up with me, I think they should be thanking you.”

You flinch again as Amelia comes to your defence.

“Charlie, don’t be mean.”

She sighs, running a hand through her hair. Reflexively, you reach up to adjust the jewellery around her braids, but she bats your hand away.

“I know you guys haven’t talked in two years, so maybe now is the time to do so. Maybe that is what can change our parents’ minds – ”

“Just drop it, Mels, please?” you plead with your best friend. “It’s not important.”

“What’s not important?” asks Charlie with a heated tone as he takes a step closer to you. “I wasn’t important to you? Our relationship wasn’t important to you?”

Suddenly, his hand shoots out to grab one of yours, pulling your hands apart. You hadn’t realised that you had started picking at your cuticles nervously. Something electric shoots up your arm from where his hand holds yours. His gaze softens, and you can’t bear to look him in the eye.

“Please,” he says softly. “Can we talk?”

You’re about to answer him when you see Amelia’s parents – the king and queen of the land – approach your trio from behind Charlie.

“Prince Charles! How nice it is to see you today,” the king begins to say.

You don’t catch the rest as you take advantage of Charlie’s distractedness to slip your hand out of his grip.

“I will prepare your gown for the evening, Your Highness,” you rush out to Amelia, ignoring her as she starts to call for you to stay.

Then, you’re rushing out of the garden and back into the palace, away from the king and queen, and your best friend and ex-boyfriend.

You miss the sceptical looks from the king and queen.

You miss the worried glance Amelia casts you. You miss Charlie’s longing gaze.

[justanamesstuff]

All I Need

Chapter 10 (the final chapter)

A/N: I want to thank all of you for supporting this fic so much since the start. Nothing would've the same without you, without your comments, wishes, excitement, encouragement, EVERYTHING. All of you that read it are a substantial part of 'All I Need' and I'll be forever grateful for it. I hope you like the end...have a happy reading, guys!!! 😘😘

Warnings: fluff, angst, swearing, smut (MINORS DON'T INTERACT!!!), baby in hospital, sickness, typos.

Word count: 9.8 K

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1 month later

Finally, the dynamic around the house came to a normal one. 

When Matty wasn’t away for a few days during the weeks doing shows –here and there– around the UK, he was at home with his girls. Amelia was stoic to have daddy’s time and attention. 

Y/n love to watch them play around the house, Matty was making his life purpose to play with his daughter when he had the time. Y/n would never admit it, but sometimes she sneaked behind the door after excusing herself to do some chores. Matty and Amelia were so engrossed into the game to notice that mommy was watching them like if it was a play. 

It was sweet to watch him when Amelia asked –as best as she could– Matty to play princesses. Over all, it was funny when she tried to make him fit into one of her tiny dresses. Matty was only able to fit his arms, and not even all the way. Whatever would make Amelia happy, her dad was ready to do. 

All of their games were fun to watch: from tea parties to being pirates. 

Y/n wanted to be as creative as he was, although her way to spend time with Amelia have to do more with watching films and spending hours without end drawing, or painting with their hands. 

Amelia and Y/n were in the middle of one of their’s mommy and daughter time before nap time watching ‘A Bug’s Life’, Amelia was getting a bit sleepy already. When, suddenly, Y/n felt a strange wave of heat brushed over her body. She got scared for a minute. Y/n stayed still, trying to find what was wrong inside her.

Trying not to startle her daughter, she managed to run towards the downstairs bathroom. All the content inside her stomach was flushed down the toilet a couple of minutes later. Y/n pushed the button, raising her hand as best as she could. Feeling tired after the sudden actions, she rested her forehead on the toilet for a second. 

Y/n tried to pick herself from the floor as best as she could. Once on her feet, she had a look at the bathroom mirror. The mirror's reflection showed a very pale woman. Y/n washed her face, hands, and teeth. 

Once again, beside Amelia, Y/n stared at her calmed face deep into sleep. She would let her sleep her nap on the couch. The spiral inside her head, ignoring the film, focusing on what was happening to her body.

If she was honest with herself, she hadn't kept her medical records really updated. What if…?

Y/n shook her head, trying not to think about the worst possible scenarios. Even when her mind kept pushing to think about how Amelia was going to lose her mother, and how Matty would manage being a single father. ‘It’s only a stomach bug’, Y/n thought for herself. Adding a mental note to book a visit with her doctor.

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Y/n stirred when a hand brushed the apple of her check. Her first instinct was to look after Amelia, she was on the floor playing with blocks of different colours. Y/n felt relieved, resting again on the cushions, closing her eyes. 

“So, am I invisible or what?” Matty asked from her side, surprising her. 

Matty was supposed to arrived two days later, even though he was there and that was what only mattered for Y/n. 

She opened her eyes wide, focusing on his form, “What the f-” Y/n couldn’t help to launch her body to be closer to him. Matty huffed, feeling her body on top of his. “You are home early!” Y/n shouted on his ear. The singer laughed about it, rounding her with his arms. 

Matty looked tired, although there was something about his hair –it was shorter, there were still long curls to ran her hands through– and his casual outfit –something rare on him–, that made Y/n felt feral about him. Nothing that she would tell him. 

“Hello to you too, baby.” Matty joked, happily, touching the width of her back. She was wearing the –his– blue hoodie, and his heart couldn’t help to skip a bit about her wearing his clothes. 

“Hi, Matty.” Y/n said more shyly this time, staring at his eyes. He was directly staring at her, making Y/n feel a chaotic mix of warm feelings inside her.

Matty let his right hand make its way towards the back of her head, “Come here.” he pushed her face closer to his, gently. Matty left a chaste kiss on Y/n’s lips. “Agh, I missed you.” he mumbled in them.

Y/n pushed back a little, “You went away for three days…” she pestered him. 

“Haven’t you missed me?” 

She faked thinking about it, “Mmm, I think I’ve noticed I didn’t have my personal heating at night.”

“Oh, am I an object for you now?” Matty continued inquiring her. Y/n felt his touch everywhere, being hyperconscious of him closer to her body. 

Y/n brushed her hair back, “What else then?”

Matty pouted visibly,  “Meany.”

“Stop crying, Healy.” Y/n pecked his lips sweetly, letting her lips detached from his slowly and painfully sexy for him. 

“And do what?” he replied suggestively, pushing Y/n’s body closer.

During the past month, the tension was raising, although neither of them dared to do something significantly about it. Matty and Y/n, both, were terrified about the idea of scaring away the other. Even though, they thought about being tangled with the other a lot.

Y/n rounded his shoulders, “Kiss me.” she said, directly.

Matty smiled wide. “My pleasure.”

Y/n tried to keep the kiss PG rated, because Amelia was around. It was hard when Matty was kissing her like they haven’t seen each other for years. She sighted loud. 

The sound, coming from her mother’s mouth, startled Amelia. The little girl paddled towards her parents.

“Mommy, mommy.” she tried to gain her mother’s attention, making grabby hands.

Y/n picked Amelia up, leaving her between their bodies. Matty groaned when Y/n moved far from his embrace, although having his daughter close made him happy.

“The Healy’s are needy people.” Y/n teased Matty. 

“Daddy!” she chanted, falling on her bum resting her back on Y/n’s side, even though she stared at her father with admiration. 

Matty rolled his eyes at Y/n, “As if you aren’t needy from time to time.”

“‘m not.” she defended herself, brushing back Amelia’s hair with only her hands.

“Do you want to be one?” 

Y/n knew what Matty was referring to, although she preferred to joke about it. “A needy person?”

“Aren’t we all a little bit needy?” Matty got distracted by the topic for a second. “But- No, I mean the other…don’t you-” he tried to continue his idea, getting mixed up with the words because he was scary of her reaction to it.

Y/n chuckled softly. It wasn’t common for Matty to be that shy, so she was going to take advantage of the moment, “What?” she asked, sporting a big smile.

“Forget it.” he muttered, stubborn. Matty changed his attention from Y/n to Amelia, leaning forward to be face to face at her high. “Mommy is being mean with daddy.” he informed her, pouting visibly. Amelia’s smile disappeared seeing his daddy looking sad, Matty opened his arms instructing her –silently– to be closer to him. She obeyed. “I need kisses.” Amelia planted a few open-mouthed kisses on his cheek. Matty didn’t want her to grow up any more. His little baby was perfect. 

“No! Tell me!” Y/n interrupted the little moment between father and daughter, continuing with the discussion.

“No, you don’t want. I get it. Fine.” Matty said, offended.

Y/n snorted, his frown wrinkling his forehead and the still lingering pout made him look so cute. “You never really asked!” she protested.

“You implied it.” Matty narrowed his eyes.

“Daddy!” Amelia called him. Matty looked down at her.

“Mel-mel!” he repeated her tone.

Y/n couldn’t stop smiling. She mischievous said, “I do want.”

“Stop.” Matty’s cheeks turning crimson with the implication of her words.

“Matty!”

“What?”

“Ask me!”

He was going to keep his front steady until the last consequences, “I don’t want any more.” It was his time to teased her a little. Tango is danced by two. 

“Baby.” Y/n started whining.

The singer tried with all his force to prevent the smile creping from the corner of his lips. “Fine.” Matty rolled his eyes at her. He waited a few seconds, extending the moment to make it more dramatic, then he asked,  “Do you want to be a Healy?”

Y/n made direct eye contact with him. “You’ll have to get down on one knee to find out.” 

“Fuck you!” Matty spat.

Y/n scolded him right away from it, “Matthew!” looking at Amelia staring at her parent's talk.

“Sorry, my love.” Matty kissed Amelia’s head.

“I love you”  Y/n said, still grinning from ear to ear.

“Oh, you’re in a mood today.” Matty stated.

“So, you don’t love me? Okay, perfect.” Y/n faked being angry. Sometimes it was fun for her to joke with him. Y/n knew that Matty was down for that kind of silly games with her. “I’m going to cook Amelia’s dinner.” she let her words linger in the air, not glancing at her daughter and father. Which obviously pissed Matty.

He started to protest from the couch, “Y/n, you started-”

“No, I get it, Matty!” she answered from the kitchen, gathering the ingredients she needed. “With all this models and beautiful girls surrounding you-” 

Matty stopped her abruptly, “Y/n-”

She continued to rant, without acknowledging his presence,  “I can see why you don’t love me any more. Three days away-”

Even with Amelia in his arms, Matty took Y/n by the arm, flushing her body to his. He shut her words with a strong kiss, making her feel weak on the knees. Y/n was the first one to break the kiss because she starts laughing nervously directly on his lips.

Matty pushed back a few centimetres to glance at her eyes, saying, “I love you, you’re the love of my life.” 

“Oh, really?” Y/n couldn’t drop the teasing, if she did, she feared she would fell to the floor. He made her weak like no one else. 

“Yes!” Matty was growing desperate with her.

“What about your daughter?” Amelia was resting her head on Matty’s shoulder, enjoying the warmth his body provided. 

“Our daughter. Half you…besides, that’s another universe of love…” Matty spoke messily, he wanted Y/n to know how deep he had fallen for her and how much she really meant to him.

“Right.” Y/n pattered his chest softly.

“I love you.” Matty sentenced in a very serious tone. 

Y/n looked at his eyes, “I love you, ratty.” 

Matty groaned loud, “Agh!” Y/n hide her head on his neck, kissing the skin there while she enjoyed his scent. 

***********************************

Late at night, Matty made himself comfortable in Y/n’s bed, behind her. He knew she wasn’t still asleep, even though the lights were off, and they were ready to drift.

The singer sneaked his arms, one under her neck and his right hand touching slowly her waist. His fingers made a loving path on her skin, until his hand rested with the palm open on her belly. Matty felt how Y/n’s body stiffened.

He tried not to look too much into it, feeling better when Y/n relaxed under his touch. Matty drifted minutes later.

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Two days later

Right after Matty left for the gym, Grace showed up at the door as if she could sense when he wasn’t there. Y/n found that funny. 

Her best friend was nursing a cup of tea, enjoying the rare sunny day with Y/n and Amelia. The little girl took advantage of the day to explore the garden. From time to time she went from picking flowers, to kicking a ball –showing the Manchester United’ logo– long forgotten outside. 

“Fill me in.” Grace moved beside Y/n who was staring at her daughter to make sure she was alright. 

“About?”

“About you and the rat.” Grace said as if it was obvious. 

Y/n chuckled, “Are you ever going to stop calling him that?”

“Never.”

“Right.”

“So?”

“There isn’t much. We’re okay.” Y/n glanced down at her almost empty cup. 

“Are you trying for a baby yet?” Grace grinned behind the poetry, hiding it from Y/n. Amelia’s mother glanced at Grace with her eyes blanked. 

“We haven’t-”

“Why?”

Y/n tried to give Grace an explanation when she didn’t even have one. “We are taking things easy this time.”

“Oh, come on…you sleep together! Same bed! Are you still sleeping on the same bed, right?” Grace pushed her body closer to Y/n.

“Yes.”

“Then?”

“I don’t know, Grace!” Y/n shouted, frustrated.

Y/n’s friend held her hands up, showing her innocence…or trying. Y/n shook her head from side to side rapidly, trying to stop thinking about the matter for a second.

“Do you want to?” Grace asked the million question.

“Of course!” Y/n exclaimed way too quickly for her liking, so her hand went straightly to her mouth. Grace fell backwards on the outside couch, laughing very loudly. 

“Whore.” she moved her arms on the air, as she was envisioning a sign with the word. 

“Grace!” Y/n scolded her friend. It was a difficult mission as a parent to keep her away from the swearing.

“Sorry, mel-mel.” she shouted. “Mommy is needy!” Amelia came closer, titling her head, trying to understand her godmother’s words.

“Oh my god, Grace!” 

The little girl got distracted quickly by a bunch of butterflies around a bunch of flowers. She ran towards them. 

Grace went to ask, “Have you tried-”

“No.” Y/n interrupted her.

“Y/n!” Grace protested. “Are you going for a monk's lifestyle or what? He’s your boyfriend!” she pushed her body up again.

“Is he?” Y/n asked, making a weird face expression.

“I don’t know. Is he?”

“Maybe?”

“I swear…two idiots in love.” Grace affirmed, falling back once more. “Don’t be like your parents, Ames!” she screamed. 

“Thank you, Grace!”

“Hear me out, put some nice outfit…go on a date, and- you know!” Grace encouraged Y/n, knowing that from time to time her friend needed a little push to do the things she was excited about.

“What if he doesn’t want?” Y/n bit her nails, nervously.

“Bet you, a hundred quid, he’s going to say yes!” Grace sat back up. “Call him.”

Matty made his appearance, startling them, “Call who?”

“Fucking hell!” Grace cried out, making Y/n rolled her eyes at her. “Why you always do that, Healy?” she spat at him. 

Once Amelia’s sight fell on Matty’s form, she ran towards him, colliding with his legs. The frontman picked her up, kissing the crown of her head.

“Do what?” he asked.

“Come out of the blue, scaring the heck out of me!” Grace continued, meanwhile, Matty went to kiss Y/n openly in the mouth. Y/n’s friend inevitable grinned at them. 

Matty felt Grace’s staring, “What now?” he asked, not moving too far from Y/n’s side.

“Tell him, Y/n/n!” she chose to ignore his question, encouraging Y/n once again to ask him out.

“I hate you.” Y/n mumbled.

“Oh, no! You’re going to thank me later.” Grace winked at her.

“Tell me what?” Matty took a sit beside Y/n, leaving Amelia on the floor. He was scared of the two women conversations.

Y/n turned her body away from Grace, closer to Matty’s. She dared to ask him, “Do you want to go out?” with a lack of interest. 

Matty stared at her face. “Sure, don’t make it sound so fun, Y/n!” Grace screamed from between her hands, amplifying her voice, making Matty laughed.

“Are you asking me on a date, Y/n?” Matty combed her hair back, staring at her eyes and then her lips, making Y/n blush. 

“Yes?”

“I agree with the menace here.” Matty pointed, with a movement of his head, in Grace’s direction. “Ask me properly.”

Y/n closed her eyes for a moment, trying to ignore the embarrassment. “Do you want to go out with me, Matty?” she finally inquired.

“Yes.” Matty replied without skipping a bit.

“Told ya!” Grace pushed herself from the couch, jumping as a signal of victory. “Give me my money!” she extended her hand towards Y/n.

Matty stared at the pair of friends, “Excuse me?”

“I never agreed to that, Grace!” Y/n glanced at her best friend, offended. 

Grace fought back, “You considered it!” 

Y/n chose to ignore her, returning her attention to Matty.

“Tonight works for you?” he didn’t wait to ask. 

She wiggled her eyebrows, “Someone’s eager, Healy?”

“About a date with my girlfriend? Always.”

“Oh, girlfriend!” Grace teased her specially. 

“I hate her.” Y/n whispered for Matty, although Grace heard it.

“You don’t! And thank me because you’re going to get some because I’ll look after your daughter.”

“We can ask Denise…”

“Actually, no,” Matty scratched the back of his head. “She was doing some shit today.” 

“See?” Grace felt like she won the competition. 

Y/n’s friend was beyond happy for her friend, she couldn’t help to feel like the victory was more about that than anything personal.

*****************************************

Y/n walked down the stairs. Matty was waiting at the bottom of the stairs, looking extremely handsome from Y/n’s perspective. 

Even though she was the one to ask him out, he was in charge of picking the place. Matty only instructed her to dress comfy, a fancy restaurant wasn’t the option. 

Matty was wearing cream white trousers, a black t-shirt showing a simple design and on his feet a pair of black and white sneakers. It was so simple, although he pulled it off perfectly. Y/n, on the other hand, wore a black skirt –showing her legs–, a white plain shirt and Matty’s flannel on top. She carried a jean jacket on her arm, just in case the night was too cold. 

“That’s my flannel?” Matty asked first. 

“Maybe?” Y/n worried he might hate her from stealing it. “You left it in my bedroom…I can chang-”

The frontman took a few steps, stopping under the one Y/n was standing. He took her hand on his, leaving a kiss on it.“You look beautiful, baby.” 

“Because I’m wearing your clothes?” Y/n teased him. 

“Because you are beautiful and my wardrobe suits you.” he winked up at her. 

Y/n faked coughing, saying, “Territorial.”

“Ready?”

“Yes! Scared because I don’t know where are we going.” Y/n admitted, walking all the way down the stairs without letting his hand go. 

“You’ll see.” Matty replied, cryptic. 

“I’m going to say bye to Amelia, and then I’m ready.” Y/n told him, when they reached the floor. 

Grace was in the kitchen with Amelia. The little girl standing on a high bench made for her, so she can actually see when they cook or do something on the counter. 

“Oh, you look hot!” Y/n’s friend complemented her when Y/n entered the room.

“Thanks!” she said, lifting Amelia to hug her. “Are you going to have fun with Grace?”

“Yes.” Amelia giggled, hugging Y/n. 

Grace analysed her outfit, “That’s Matty’s…?” 

“Yes.”

“Sexy!” 

“Stop, Grace.” Y/n shut her. “Okay, bye mel-mel.” 

“Bye.” Amelia answered in her cute voice..

“Mommy loves you so” Y/n kissed her cheek soundly. “so, so, so” she continued, leaving kisses “much!” making her daughter chuckled and trying to hide from it. 

“Ove you, mommy!” she said back.

After the cute moment, Y/n left her again on the bench. 

She went to hug Grace from behind, “Behave!” she instructed.

“Off course not!” Grace snorted. “Have fun! I’m happy for you guys.” she truthfully said.

“I love you.”

“Stop with the goodbyes…you’re not going to die, you’re going on a date!”

For a moment, Y/n’s mind couldn’t help to go directly to the multiple times she had been sick during the past weeks. Again, she had forgotten to book an appointment with her doctor. She would do it the next day.

“Say it back, grace!” Y/n urged her.

“Fine.” she whipped her hands. “I adore your crazy ass!” Grace admitted. 

Y/n left a last kiss on her cheek, shouting a quick, “Bye!” running down the hall to meet Matty.

*************************************

Y/n got confused when Matty stopped the car in front of the studio. Her sight went from the iconic door to Matty’s face. He was making sure everything turned off. The singer wasn’t aware of her staring. 

“Are you going to work?” Y/n decided to be frontal about her doubts.

“No.” Matty chuckled. “This is all about you, us…” he said, taking her hand.

“Explain to me why we are the studio then…”

Matty leaned forward, kissing her softly. “You have to wait, baby.” he recommended her, leaving the car. 

Y/n saw him round the vehicle, going to open the boot. Matty closed it with a big sound, at the same time he carried a basket on his hand. She didn’t recall him putting it there when they got in the car. 

Matty made signals for her to follow him. Y/n did, hearing the sound of the security system being turned on by him.

“What that’s for?” 

“Y/n, I’m going to cover your eyes with something if you keep trying to guess.” Matty warned her.

“Kinky.” she cheekily said. Matty’s mouth opened and closed repeatedly, shocked with her words. Speechless, she left him. “This is not fair. I asked you out!” Y/n whined.

“I was faster to make a plan!” Matty offered her his hand, which Y/n took it happily.

Hand in hand, Matty conducted Y/n through all the halls and door the studio had until the last one appeared in front of them. The one leading towards the rooftop. 

“You’re crazy!” Y/n turned to tell Matty, after taking a look at the big blanket on the floor surrounded by cushions and fairy lights. She couldn’t believe he did all of that in record time for her.

“George is going to make me pay for this…forever.” Matty admitted, letting go of her hand to left the basket in the middle of the blanket.

Matty stood there, staring at her, looking around. Her eyes full of something that Matty hoped it was because of him and only him. 

“Do you hate it?” he nervously asked her.

Y/n returned her sight to him. It felt like a dream come true. “I love it, Matty!” Y/n moved faster to hug him tight. She was hoping it wasn’t only a dream. 

“Let’s eat then.” Matty shook her playfully. 

They spend a nice evening eating all the delicious food —Matty admitted that Grace helped him, detail that surprised Y/n–, chatting about everything —included their sunshine baby– and stealing kisses meanwhile the sun settle down behind them.

******************************

Y/n fell with a thud on the studio’s couch, bringing Matty down to rest on top of her. She held his head between her hands, kissing him, letting him know her intentions. 

Matty broke it, supporting his weigh on his arms. His short t-shirt exposing his strong arms, making her mouth watered at the sight. Y/n pushed her hips up to meet his, founding his hard on. 

“Fuck, love.” Matty hissed. “You deserve better than a quickie at the couch-” his words were interrupted by Y/n’s actions, letting her hand wandered down his body. She rested her right hand on his crouch, driving him insane. 

“Matty, I need you. I don’t care where.” she told him, staring at his face. His eyes were closed, enjoying her touch where he craved her the most; his lips parted, showing how moisturized his mouth was.

“I missed this so much.” Matty breathed out, bucking his hips forwards.

“Have you been thinking about me, baby?” Y/n squeezed his cock, making him drop a heavenly amount of moans from his mouth. Matty couldn’t care less if the neighbours could hear him.

“You don’t even want to know.” he managed to say through clenched teeth.

“Oh, I do want, my love.”

“Fuck.” Matty gained back some of his composure, tracing a path from her left knee towards her core under the skirt that droved him crazy through the whole evening. “You’re so ready for me.” Matty felt the wetness damping her lacy underwear. He needed to be inside her sooner, or he would explode inside his trousers. 

“Since we left home.” Y/n admitted, fighting with his zip. 

Matty got rid of his shirt, muttering a low and raspy, “Y/n.”

On a quick rush, Matty pushed his trousers and boxers down enough to have his dick out of them. Y/n stared at his form, feeling extremely hot. She couldn’t rip her sight from him, while she pushed her shirt up, revealing her breasts. 

Matty palmed himself, glancing at his favourite part of her. He didn’t want to wait any more. 

Y/n moved her panties to the side, silently telling him to penetrate her. Her wishes were his command, so he did. 

Matty let his body fell forward until their foreheads were touching. Y/n couldn’t even gasp out loud, feeling how he was slowly entering her. 

Once his tip touched her special spot, Matty took notice of her tight grip on him. He let his hands wandered towards her boobs, trying to patently wait for her to be comfortable enough. His blood was pumping hard in the veins all over his body, and her scent was infecting his senses. 

Y/n tried to breathe in and out, getting used to his girth –again–. 

“Please, Matty. Move!” she begged him.

With a wet sound, Matty let go the nipple he was sucking, replacing his mouth with his hand once more. He was obsessed with her breasts, he could spend an entire day just sucking and nibbling her nipples. 

“Are you sure?” he checked with her. 

“Please.” Y/n arched her body, pushing her boob further into his touch. 

Matty started moving slowly, keeping his eyes on her face, just to be sure she was alright. Y/n had her eyes closed, losing herself in the sinful pleasures he was driving from her. 

The singer protested against it, “Y/n!” he suddenly said, making her open her eyes as far as she could. 

“Mhm.” she replied to the call. 

“Eyes on me, baby.” Matty ordered her, retracting almost all the way out. Y/n whined. “Shush, be a good girl for me.”

“Mhm.” Y/n changed the intonation, trying to say she was. The words didn’t come to her mind. 

“Are you a good-” Matty stopped the words from coming out, when he pushed all the way in. “Are you a good girl for me, baby?” he fully asked this time.

“Mhm.” 

“Words, Y/n.” required taking her face on one of his hands, tight but without hurting her. 

Y/n looked at him through half opened eyes. “Yes!” she told him, feeling how he moved in and out more eagerly. “I’m…I’m!” she chanted. “Please!”

“Are you close?” Matty let go of her face, burring his on her neck.  Y/n let her legs round his middle. 

“So close!” she informed him. “Faster, Matty!” Y/n implored him.

Matty did as he was being told. Founding a good rhythm that worked for both of them. 

Y/n tried to keep her eyes fully opened when Matty returned to stared at her eyes. Their faces closer than ever, while their bodies moved in unison. 

“Matty-” she whimpered softly.

“I know, I know.” 

“I’m cl-”

“Come for me, baby.” he allowed her. 

Matty’s worked like magic over her tired body. Y/n came undone, feeling herself creamed all over Matty’s cock. Her pussy squeezing tight around him was what brought Matty to his own orgasm, pushing sloppily inside her cunt. 

Y/n wait until his released was done, touching his muscular back with all the love she had more him. Matty let his weight fell on her. 

“It’s never this good with someone else.” Matty, drunk of his orgasm, let it slip through his lips.

“Are you thinking about other girls when you’re still inside me, Healy?” Y/n tried to joke.

“What? No.” he mumbled on her skin. “I’m saying-”

“I know, baby. I know.” Y/n left a kiss on his sweaty forehead, making him sighed. 

**************

Y/n woke up, coming into the realization that they fell asleep on the couch after Matty pulled out of her. She couldn’t think too much about it because a new wave of sickness took over her. 

As gentle as she could, Y/n got out from Matty’s embrace and ran towards the bathroom. Being thankful there wasn’t a single soul at the studio, since she was fully naked. Minutes after, Y/n launched towards the toilet, emptying her stomach.

Y/n tried to be cool about it, rinsing her mouth and washing her face with cold water.

When she returned to Matty’s side, the singer woke up. 

“Y/n?”

Y/n sat on the edge of the couch, feeling how Matty extended his arms to touched her. “Hey,” she let her hand ran through his curls. “We should get back home.”

“Are you okay?” Matty glanced up at her face.

“Yes, something I eat must’ve irritated my stomach.” she told him, touching the area.

Matty let his hand rest on top of hers, pushing his body up. “Baby-” he caressed the skin of her hand. 

“I’m okay.” Y/n calmed his worries, touching his face. Matty went to kiss her, but she stopped him, “Don’t…” Y/n let her fingertips touch his soft and pinky lips. 

“Why?” Matty dissented.

“What if I have a virus or something?”

“Then we’re going to have it…” the frontman took her hand on his, placing it where his ‘true love’ tattoo was. “I’m not going to stop kissing you only for a bug.” he scoffed. 

“Matty…”

“You sure you’re okay?” his worries taking over again.

“Yes, but can we go home?” 

“Of course, my love.” Matty left a kiss on the corner of her mouth, partially respecting her point.

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Weeks later

Y/n and Grace were in the living room watching Amelia stare with all the love inside her little body at the little animals on the screen. She was obsessed with PAW Patrol currently, and  she constantly asked for it.

Matty had been away for the whole week until that point. Grace was trying her best to distract Y/n because she noticed something was off, and her best friend wasn’t having a great time. Hence why Grace and Y/n were discussing which one of the boys was each of the dogs.

“That’s Matty!” Grace shouted.

“Of course not! Marshall is clearly George…he’s ready to extinguish Matty’s fires.” Y/n knew she had won the battle. 

Grace folded her arms, knowing she had lost the battle. “You’re so wrong.” 

Y/n laughed at her childish behaviour, reaching for her phone. Out of instinct, she opened Instagram, bumping into news about her boyfriend. A new article.

“Fuck, not again!” Y/n rolling her eyes at the article. 

That took Grace’s attention, “What?”

“Look.” Y/n let her have the phone to read the headline. 

‘Close source: Matty (Healy) is after a worldwide model.’  

“They never give up!” 

“Never.”

Grace returned the phone to its owner, when the device started ringing, showing Matty’s contact information.

Y/n answered calmly, “Hello?”

“Darlin’, I swear it’s not-” Matty rushed his words, trying to explain Y/n all he knew. 

Y/n cut him, “I know, baby.”

“I don’t know where this came from, and Jamie is talking with the journalist-” she could picture him, walking around his hotel room, tugging his curls anxiously. 

“Matty?” Y/n interrupted him again, trying to be as sweet and calm as possible. 

Although, he continued with his ranting. “Meet her once in my life, and it was years ago, I don’t even have her phone num-”

“Matty!” Y/n shouted sternly, walking away from Grace and Amelia. 

“What?”

“I’m not making the same mistake twice. I believe you.”

“You do?” her heart warming with his disbelief. The urge to have him close was strong.

“Yes, my love.”

“I can ask Jamie to talk with you if you need.” Matty offered, still not fully taking in that she believed his words.

“I don’t. I trust you, boyfriend.” 

“Thank god, baby.” Matty breathe easier. “Going through that shit again- I can’t even think about it.”

“Hey, hey…we’re okay.”

“Okay.”

“I love you.”

“I love you so much.”

“I know.” Y/n chuckled, feeling like a teenager. “When are you coming home again?”

“Tomorrow afternoon.” Matty complained about it, feeling like he had to wait years and not only hours to be home again.

“Perfect.”

A chaotic and repeatedly sound knocking on Matty’s door reached Y/n’s ear. 

“I gotta go now.” Matty informed her. 

“Okay, bye…I love you.”

“Bye, love you so much more.” Matty’s voice broke at the end. He wasn’t going to waste a single day without showering in his love.

“Bye, bye.”

Y/n held her phone, staring at the kitchen floor with a smile bigger than her face. Grace came from behind, startling her a little.

“I feel so single right now.” she protested.

Y/n felt a laugh coming from the depth of her stomach, shaking her body entirely. “Shut up!” 

“Maybe I like hi-” Grace commenced to joke about Matty, when her head turned around like a whip. “Y/n?” she called her, desperate.

“What?” Y/n answered without looking.

Amelia had starting puking on the living room’s floor. Grace rushed to her side when her body fought the surprise. 

“Y/n!” Grace tried again, being careful to not scream too loud to scare Amelia.

Y/n ran to them, moving Grace from the middle. She went to held Amelia, rubbing her back, trying to not freak out looking at the mess in the floor. 

After a few minutes, Amelia stopped. She looked down at the weird mass there, her eyes watering when panic stroked her little body. The little girl turned around crying with all the force she had left, going to hide on Y/n’s chest. She took her in right again.

“It’s okay, baby.” Amelia’s cries raised, breaking Grace and Y/n’s heart. “I know, I know. Mommy’s here.” Y/n rocked her softly, rubbing her back to sooth her.

“What’s wrong with mel?” Grace dared to ask.

“Maybe she ate something. I’ve been like this for a few weeks now. I’m starting to get worried about it.” Y/n admitted, not fully thinking about the words she was letting out, too focused on her daughter.

“Nausea?”

“No, no…only puking from time to time.”

An idea grew inside Grace’s mind, making her open her eyes wide. 

“Y/n.” she started.

“It’s probably some stomach virus-” 

Grace interrupted her, “Y/n!” 

Amelia’s mother, still holding the crying and scared baby, turned her head to look at Grace. 

“Excuse the formalities,” Grace excused herself. “Since when you haven’t had your period?” 

Y/n perfectly knew for what Grace was aiming.

“What? No, it’s not-”

“Y/n! Shut up and think!”

“I can’t remember!”

“More than a week? Two?” Grace counted with her fingers.

“More than a month and a half…” Y/n felt her cheeks hot.

“Fucking hell!” Grace shouted, making Amelia cry harder. Y/n stared at Amelia’s godmother, angry. “Sorry, sorry, baby.” Grace went to touch the little girl’s cheeks. “Y/n, you need to do a pregna-”

Y/n shushed her, “Don’t say it!”

“I’m going to drop by the shops and be right back.” Grace stood up, Y/n tried to stop her, but with Amelia in that state she had a priority. 

“Grace!”

“It’s fine, it’s fine…but you need to get rid of the doubt!” Y/n friend said, disappearing.

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Y/n tried to occupy her mind and her hands with something else while Grace was out. 

After her daughter calmed down a little, she took her up to bathe her and change her clothes, since some vomit fell on her shirt. Y/n sang softly for her a little anthem that Matty came up for his daughter and only her. With it, she sensed Amelia relax, and even enjoy the bath time. Y/n managed to even brushed her teeth properly without a single tantrum.

Y/n let Amelia rest on the couch, keeping her body closer. They were watching a new episode of PAW Patrol, when Y/n’s hand rested partly on her forehead and crown of her head. The area was warm, way too warm. Y/n readjusted it to feel her forehead only. Amelia had a fever going on. Her mother kissed her head, deciding she was going to wait to see if it was related with her being sick earlier or not. 

Grace stumbled, out of breath, into the room, holding a brown bag. “Okay, here.” she extended the bag. When her sight fell on Y/n’s face, she asked, “Did she vomit again?”

“No…but I think she’s the flu or something.” Y/n let her know, without ripping her eyes from Amelia. 

 “I’ll stay with Mel…shout if you need help.” Grace rushed her to move, making signals with her hands. 

“Fine.”

Y/n took the bag on her hand without speaking one more word. She walked the short way to the bathroom, feeling like her feet weight like concrete. 

It wasn’t her first time taking one of those tests, so the process was quicker than expected. Even though the worries clouding her mind took all of her attention. Y/n couldn’t recall detail by detail what she had been doing for a few minutes.  

She let the sticks in the bathroom, setting the alarm to wait the minutes the instructions put. 

“So?” Grace asked right away.

Y/n took a seat at the other end of the couch, “Have to wait.”

“Okay.” her friend stared at her to then returned to the screen.

Y/n started tapping her feet on the floor, driving Grace crazy. 

“Stop that!”

“I can’t help it.” Y/n pushed her body forward, resting her elbows on her knees, rubbing her face way too harsh. 

“At least-” Grace started to talk when the timer went off.

“Can’t do it.” Y/n stood on her feet, walking from side to side. Luckily, Amelia had fallen asleep. 

“What?”

“Look for me.” Y/n begged.

“Fine.” Grace agreed to it. She moved, letting Amelia rest on the couch, and going to the bathroom. 

Y/n’s eyes fell on her daughter. The possibility of another beautiful baby like her, even a boy, made her heart fluttered. 

Grace didn’t spend a long time in the bathroom, returning with the sticks on her hand.

“Tell me.” Y/n hurried her friend.

“Haven’t seen them.”

“Then look!”

“Okay, first one…” Grace recounted what she was reading.

“Aha.”

“Negative.” Y/n’s friend said without imprinting an emotion to her words.

Y/n felt a wave of disappointment. “Mhm.” she swallowed thick.

“Second.”

Y/n didn’t speak, feeling a wave of sickness creeping her throat. She tried to keep it under control.

“Positive.”

“You have to be kidding me!” Y/n exclaimed, giggling.

“‘m not.”

“And the last one?”

“Inconsistent.” Grace told Y/n, looking directly to her eyes. She saw how Y/n’s smile fell from her face, turning to a worried expression. 

“So I might be?”

“Or maybe not.”

“Shit.” Y/n let her face fell on her hands. Thinking hard about it all.

“You need to do the blood test.” Grace stated.

“Since when you know so much about pregnancies?”

“Since my best friend had a baby, do you remember how it was with Amelia?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I did my research.”

“I’m going to call the clinic.” Y/n reached for her phone and midway stopped.“Grace, what if I am…what Matty is going to think?” she worried. 

“I don’t know, but I bet he’s going to be okay with it.” Grace took her hands between hers. 

“And if he’s not…what would I do?”

“Y/n, first thing first…call the doctor, do the test.” 

Y/n did as she was being told, booking an appointment for the next day. She needed to know and quick. 

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The next day

Y/n opened the front door for Matty, holding Amelia, who refused to be away from mommy. Even the night before, Y/n resolved for them to sleep together –on Y/n’s bed– after Amelia refused to sleep in her crib. She made her point, crying for an entire hour. 

Matty had his hands full when he made his way inside the house.

“Hello.” he sang, especially for his daughter.

“Hi.” Y/n answered for both of them. Her sight going to Amelia’s face, “Say hi to daddy.” she encouraged her.

“Daddy.” Amelia shortly spoke, rubbing her eye, resting her head on Y/n’s shoulder.

Matty noticed something was clearly off, “What’s wrong, baby?” he dropped everything he was carrying, without minding the mess, going to check on Amelia. 

“She’s a bit sick.” Y/n filled him in Amelia’s current state. 

Matty brushed her curls back, approaching his face to hers. He wanted to take away whatever was bothering her little body and suffer himself instead of his baby.

“Oh, no! Come here.” he didn’t hesitate to take Amelia. “We’re cuddling until mel-mel gets better.” he adjusted her on his side, walking towards the living room.

Y/n followed behind them, sharing a silent look with Matty when he turned around to check she was in fact walking behind them.

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“Matty?”

“Yes, baby?”

“I have to head out for a couple of hours…can you look after Mel?” Y/n asked for the favour. 

“Yes, ‘course!” he looked at the exhausted baby. Amelia had been drifting in and out of sleep, being interrupted by Matty or Y/n to drink water or check her temperature.

“I’ll be right back. Whatever happens, you call me, okay?” Y/n didn’t entirely want to leave when Amelia was that sick, although she needed to know what was going on inside her own body.

“Sure.”

Matty stared at Y/n, who leaned down kissing Amelia, being careful not to wake her. “Bye, sweet cheeks. I love you” 

“Mhm.” Amelia groaned on Matty's shoulder, without waking up.

“Bye.” Y/n pecked Matty quickly. 

Y/n left so suddenly that Matty wasn’t able to reply to her goodbye, and his mind started running in circles about what was happening to her. 

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Hours passed, Amelia was getting hotter and hotter. She whined constantly for half an hour, and Matty was unsure about his options. He tried to google but desist from it since nothing made sense online. 

He was worried and Y/n wasn’t coming home. The frontman send her a bunch of texts, but she wasn’t seeing them. 

When Amelia barely managed to open her eyes and her forehead burned his hand, he decided to start calling Y/n.

“Y/n, pick up, pick up.” he whispered, not leaving Amelia’s side. 

He stopped hearing the characteristic tone calling, to the robotic voice saying: ‘the line is out of…’. Matty cut it, staring at his screen. 

“Fucking hell, where’s she?” he said, annoyed, going to call her again.

He tried multiple times, checking Amelia between tries. The same answer over and over again. Matty wasn’t going to quit until Y/n’s voice came from the other end of the line.

“Please, baby.”

One, two, three tones…

“Hi, Matty.” Y/n picked up.

“Finally! Where the fuck are you?” he shouted at her.

Y/n’s voice shaking from fear, she pictured the worst, “What’s wrong?”

“Where are you?”

“Stop replying with questions! What’s going on? Amelia”

“Amelia is boiling, Y/n. She’s whining, and I don’t know how- I’ve tried everything. Nothing is working.” 

“Did you take her temperature?”

“Yes, Y/n. She’s almost at 40º C”

“For how long?”

“‘Fuck I know. I’ve been trying to bring it down, it’s impossible…and calling you- I’m going to take her to the ER.” he concluded.

“Okay, I’ll meet you there.” Y/n agreed silently that it was the best option.

“Where are you?”

“Um-”

“Y/n?”

“Which hospital are you going to take her?”

“The closest one.” Matty let Y/n know, going to pick his wallet and jacket. 

Y/n decided to be frontal about it, “I’m here.”

Matty stopped death in his tracks. “Y/n, please. What the fuck?”

“I’m okay, I’m okay.” she quickly reassured him.

“You almost gave me a heart attack!”

“I’m sorry, I’ll explain, okay? Just bring Amelia to the ER. I’ll be there.” He needed to be hurry up. 

“Okay, okay.”

“Bye.”

“Bye. I love you.”

“Love you, please hurry!” Y/n said before the line cut.

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Y/n was at the front desk, talking with two nurses, when Matty rushed in holding Amelia.

“Them!” Y/n said to the older woman, signalling with her fingers to father and daughter.

The youngest one walked closer to Matty, ready to take Amelia in her arms. When he didn’t move a muscle, the woman ordered, “Let me carry her.” with a calmed voice as if she went through situations like those a hundred of times.

“No.” Matty refused, making the people –waiting in the waiting room– to look at him. 

“Matty-” Y/n tried.

Matty stared at the nurse, saying, “Let me know where I have to take her.”

“Sir, we need to check her.”

Y/n went to stand beside Matty, touching his back. “It’s okay, she’s going to be okay.” Y/n tried to keep the calm.

Matty stared at Y/n. After an eye battle, he let the nurse take Amelia. They followed her to a room. 

“Stand there.” she instructed for the parents.

Y/n took his hand, squeezing it hard. They were too focused on Amelia laying at the emergency room’s bed to notice the doctor coming to check their daughter.

“Daddy.” Amelia moved her head, raving from the fever. Matty’s instinct was to be close to her, going to stand beside the rudimentary bed. 

“Sir, please stay back!” the doctor instructed him.

“Let me hold her hand.” Matty implored.

The doctor stared at the singer, thinking how to say no, when Amelia screamed again, breaking the silence of the room, “Daddy!” Matty didn’t wait for the man’s reply. His daughter was calling him.

“Okay, but stay out of the way, so we can work.” The doctor defeated by the parent. 

“Mhm.” Matty don’t even thank her, holding Amelia’s hand and brushing her wet curls back. Y/n tried to keep her tears at bay, her heart swelling for her baby girl. “We’re here, mel-mel. Mommy and daddy are here with you.” Matty whispered only for her. 

After a while, the doctor looked between Matty and Y/n. Choosing to talk with her. 

“Are you her mother?” she inquired. 

“Yes.”

“We need to take her to the operating room right away.”

Y/n felt how her blood disappeared from her head, going directly to her feet. She held a chair beside her, preventing from falling down.“What’s going on?”

“Her appendix has exploded, or it’s about to do it. We need to operate with urgency because it can cause irreversible-”

Y/n abruptly interrupted her, “Don’t tell me. Just do it, help her, please!” she pleaded desperate.

The doctor nodded with her head, deciding to keep her silence. She shared a look with the nurse, who went to give Amelia a painkiller.

“Sir, you need to move now.” 

“Matty-” Y/n called him.

“What are you going to do with her?”

“They need to intervene her, Matty.” Y/n explained.

The nurse tenderly instructed them, “Please, go to the waiting room. I’ll keep you guys updated, I promise.” she said more for Y/n than Matty.

“Thank you.” Y/n thanked her.

Matty and Y/n saw how they took Amelia away.

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Waiting room

Y/n studied the people around the waiting room. She needed something to focus while waiting. The nurse appeared –as she promised– from time to time saying everything was okay, but they still were working. 

“Here.” Matty offered Y/n a coffee, arriving after visiting the hospital’s buffet. 

Y/n rejected, “No, thank you.”

“Y/n, you need to drink or eat something.” Matty took a seat beside her, placing her arm around her shoulders. 

“I know, but-”

“‘m also scared althoug-”

“Matty, it’s not that.” she stopped him. “I’m 100% sure everything is going to be fine. Amelia is going to be fine.” 

“Yes.” Matty bobbed his head. “What’s then?”

Y/n kept her silence, returning to look around the room. Matty didn’t push her, although his mind instantly went to his principal worry before Amelia got worse. 

“Why were you here? Are you okay?” he took a sip of his coffee, oblivious to Y/n’s next announcement. 

“I-” she started, worried of his reaction. The words getting stucked on her throat.

“Y/n-” Matty took his arm away from her body, turning to the side to fully stared at her face. Trying to find the answers he was craving. 

“Remember how I’ve been feeling sick from a time to now?” Y/n asked, without hesitation this time. Her sight falling on a little boy running around his father. 

“I do.”

“Amelia puked yesterday, and I told Grace that we probably caught something…which now I’m sure it wasn’t that-”

Matty wanted to skip the extra details, so he interrupted her rant,“Y/n!”

“Be patient!” Y/n took his hand on hers. “So, Grace suggested something I really didn’t think about…”

“What?”

“When I had my last period.”

“Okay?” Matty continued to look at her puzzled. 

“I couldn’t remember.”

The realization of her words hitting him, “Y/n-”

“That’s not everything. She brought pre-... tests for me to do.” 

“Baby-” Y/n ignored him

She continued, “One negative-” 

“Shit.”

“One positive.”

“And the other?” Matty touched her chin gently, forcing Y/n to look directly into his eyes.

“Doubtful.”

“That’s why you came here.” Matty concluded.

“Exactly.”

He waited for her so say more, so when she didn’t, he added, “And?”

“Please, don’t be mad at me. It’s fine if you don’t-”

“Y/n, are you pregnant?” Matty breathed out.

“I can’t drink that” she pointed towards his coffee. “For 9 months…or more. Do the maths, Matty.” she gifted him a smile.

“Never been the smartest. Please, say it.” Matty mumbled.

“We’re going to have another baby, Matty.” Y/n felt the tears on the corner of her eyes. Matty started crying silently. 

“Oh my god!” Matty directly placed a hand on her belly. “How long?” she dried his tears falling through his cheeks. 

“Doctor says I’m almost at 11 weeks…which is almost 3 months in.” Y/n shared with him. The news better sweet with the place and the situation they were surrounded by.

“Mel is going to be a big sister.” Matty stated, not tearing his sight and his hand from Y/n’s belly. 

“Mhm.” Y/n couldn’t help to keep crying.

“I need to hold her for a week after this.”

“She’s going to love that.” 

Y/n was interrupted by the doctor calling after them, “Healy?”

“Yes!” Y/n and Matty stood from their seats, rushing to meet her. 

The doctor instructed, “Follow me”

They indeed followed her though halls and stairs, finally stopping at a hospital room. The light inside was dimmed, Y/n and Matty gasped when they saw Amelia sleeping on the bed. 

“She’s under the effect of the anaesthesia.” The doctor informed Amelia’s parents. “Probably going to wake up soon. Amelia’s going to be scared of the effect, probably, so be patient. When she does wake up, touch the red button and the nurse is going to check on her.” she finished.

“Is she alright now?” Matty asked her.

“Yes, she’s out of risk…if you waited a few hours-” She stopped talking, they fully understand.

“Oh my god!” Y/n touched her chest, where her heart was.

“You did right.” she reassured them.

“Thank you, doc.” Matty held his hand towards her, she politely took it, shaking it shortly. 

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow morning.”

“Good night” 

She got lost between the halls connecting all the rooms. Matty and Y/n went directly to stand beside Amelia.

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Three days later

Amelia was recovering as expected. She was tired of being away from her house, even though Y/n and Matty tried to ease it for her. They brought her favourite toys from home and even all her favourite people –the guys, Tim, and Susanne– called her. Grace and Denise dropped by right away when they found out Amelia was in the hospital. 

They knew it was the last hour for them in that room. Amelia was ready to be back home, as well as her parents. 

Grace came in meanwhile Matty was putting on display a play for Amelia. He wanted to distract her and made her laugh to make the hour to pass quicker than it felt. Y/n was in the bathroom since she reportedly to have to pee even more than before. 

“Hello!” Amelia’s godmother shouted from the door holding balloons in her hand.

“Ace!” Amelia changed her focus of attention from her father to Grace.

Matty wasn’t happy about it, “Crushing my play…thank you, Grace!”

“Shush.” she dismissed him, going to Amelia. “This is for you, mel-mel!” Grace let her hold the threats holding the balloons. Amelia laughed watching them bounce on the air.

“How are you?” Grace checked on the little girl.

“She’s better.” Matty answered for her.

Grace turns to look at him. “Was talking with my god-daughter.” she rolled her eyes at him.

Matty went to say something; but Y/n interrupted, returning to the room. “You guys are never going to drop it?”

“Never.” they say in unison. 

Y/n shook her head. Matty walked closer to his girlfriend. Amelia’s mother felt his arms sneak around her, touching her belly. It was a habit he had when she was pregnant with Amelia. Matty was bringing it back now. 

Matty kissed the side of her face, when Grace interrupted their moment.

“Oh my god!” Y/n stared at her friend, knowing. 

Y/n moved away from Matty. “What?” she asked, faking being oblivious about her surprise. She knew Grace knew.

“You are?” 

“What?” Matty interfered. 

“She knows.” Y/n silently said it was okay to share the news with Grace.  

Grace started crying. “Oh my god!” she went to engulf Y/n in a hug, pushing Matty away from them, “Go away you”

“Hey!” he protested. “I’m the father!”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” Grace brushed him off, making Y/n laugh.

Matty returned to Amelia’s side, half whispering, half shouting, “Your godmother is crazy.” 

“And I was starting to like you…” Grace warned him. 

“Really?”

“Don’t steal the moment!” she shouted from Y/n’s shoulder. “I can’t believe you’re going to have another baby!”

“Who’s having another baby?” Denise showed up at the hospital door. Grace and Y/n break the hug, smiling at Matty’s mother. 

“Grace and his big mouth!” Matty groaned. “Hi, mom.”

“Nana!” Amelia clapped for her.

“Hi, sweets! How’s my favourite grandchild?”

“Well, she’s not going to be the only one now…” Grace muttered.

“Grace!” Y/n and Matty yelled at the same time from opposite sides of the room. 

“What?” Grace made her shoulders move up and down, innocent. “If I know, you have to tell your mom, Matthew!”

“Tell me what?” Denise said.

Matty and Y/n shared a look. Y/n bowed her head, instructing Matty to just tell his mother. “Y/n is pregnant”

“Are you the father?” Grace and Y/n burst into a fit of laughter at Denise’s antics. 

“Denise!” Matty scolded her. “Of course I’m the father!”

“Are you sure?” his mother teased him.

“Learn from your mom how to be cool, Matty!” Grace suggested him. 

Matty ignored his comment, replying to his mother, “I am sure.” 

“Really?”

Y/n approached him, resting her hand on his back,  “Don’t say it too loud, Denise. Or some tabloid is going to pick it up.” she tried to redirect the conversation.

“Jokes aside, I’m so happy for you!” Denise admitted, drying tears from her eyes. “You’re going to be a big sister, Ames!” Amelia’s grandmother shouted, making her titled her head without understanding what she was saying

“We haven’t had the chat…” Matty said.

“Oh, okay!”

Before they can continue, the doctor came in. 

“Okay, time to leave, Amelia Healy!” she smiled warmly to Amelia.” I’ll ask the family to wait outside, except the parents.” 

Grace and Denise left right after, respecting the protocol.  

“Please, sign this while I check her one more time.” she gave Y/n a paper to put her sign in, allowing Amelia to leave the hospital.

When all the check-ups are done, the doctor informed the little girl, “Now it’s official, Amelia. You can go home with mommy and daddy!” The little girl clapping, making the rest of the presents laugh.

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Time to return home…

Matty placed Amelia gently on the special car chair for her, making sure not to mess with the bandage on her belly. 

Y/n watched her boyfriend —father of her children, and love of her life—, jog around the car coming to the driver's seat.

When Matty drove out of the car park, Y/n turned the radio on. A very familiar chords reached their ears. ‘All I Need to Hear’ was on the radio. 

Y/n grinned big, feeling how Matty took her hand to left it on his tight. During the journey, Matty’s hand travelled from the stare wheel to Y/n’s belly. 

She admired the side of his face, turning after to make sure Amelia was alright. The little girl fell asleep with the car’s movement. Y/n returned to look at the love of her life, feeling like the future was with them together in it. The four of them and all the people that witness Y/n and Matty’s love story. 

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Can you please do a fake instagram with Rob x actress!reader, where they break the internet by announcing the birth of their daughter and no one even knew they were pregnant cause they were so secretive. 😭🙏🏻

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ynpattinson For the past few months I have been preparing for my biggest role ever, putting my phone and scripts aside and reading magazines and many other books, listening to pieces of advice given by my mother and being educated for a new part in our lives. We are incredibly thankful for our baby girl and can't wait to meet her, so I only ask of you guys to give us a break, and some privacy and you will hear from us again when we are ready.

Love, Robert and Y/n Pattinson

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ynpattinson After a few months here we are, introducing Amelia Charlotte Pattinson, our greatest creation.

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ynpattinson mama's precious little thing 🐥

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Dancing under the Moonlight | Chapter 5. Shattered

Bradley Bradshaw x OC Reader (Nickname Honey)

Summary: After the Uranium Mission, Bradley Bradshaw decides he wants to settle down. Maybe even start a family at some point in time. But he felt so tired (and old) to be in the dating scene. That's until he sees a beautiful new bartender at The Hard Deck. Not only that; turns out she's Penny's niece, Beatrice. They both hit it off amazing, but for some reason, Beatrice isn't letting her walls down yet. But Bradley is going to get to the bottom of what Bea's big secret is.

Warnings: Swearing, angst, drinking, mentions of past abuse, fluff, Bradley's kind of a dick in this chapter, slut shaming, eventually smut 18+, age gap (24 & 35)

Hello everyone, I'm really sorry about being absent for the past couple weeks. this chapter is also a little bit short. Love you all😊

You were getting ready for your shift at the bar again, already feeling the jitters once again. But they aren't the nervous, unsettling jitters. They were the fuzzy, exciting kind, something you’ve never had before and finally feeling complete with yourself, and the life you feel comfortable in.

As you were putting the finishing touches to your outfit you decided to call Bradley and ask him if he was coming tonight. You messaged him just a couple of times throughout the day but there was silence on his end. He was probably busy with work, and you didn’t want to bother him. So for right now, you’ll just wait and see.

You hear a knock at your door and see aunt Penny, she looked absolutely beautiful. Her hair was curled, and a touch of makeup on. With a beautiful wrap dress. The only person you could think of is your mom helping her with this. She always encouraged her to wear makeup, saying she looks like a princess every time. “Don’t you look pretty?” you say to her with a cheeky grin.

“Pete’s taking me out on a date, wanting to look nice. Are you feeling okay with Jimmy tonight?” she asked you. Making sure you won't have another episode like the last time. 

“I’ll be fine Aunt Penny, plus C will be with me tonight, she’ll be there to keep me calm.” You glad Chantal was able to come out with you tonight, she would be able to keep you on common ground, and in a peaceful mindset other than Bradley. Not to mention Natasha might be there tonight too.

You just give her a nod of confirmation, to let her know that you would be fine tonight. So you both go downstairs and see Amelia and Chantal and Pete sitting in the living room talking with one another, they see you both coming down the stairs and stand up to come greet you.

You were going to grab your purse from the door when you felt a hand on your shoulder, you turned around and jumped a little bit when you saw Pete.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I was wondering… if you talk to Bradley at all today. I didn’t want to assume anything, it just seemed you two have been talking and a little bit more closer with each other.” 

You give him a reassuring smile and wave him off. “Don’t worry Pete, it’s fine. But no, I tried to call him but I keep getting his voicemail.” When you look back at him he gives you a serious look. You were starting to get worried now about Bradley.

“I didn’t see much of him today. But from what I could see from today, he wasn’t in the best shape.” Your heart rate starts to quicken a little bit, maybe wondering if you should have called or messaged him throughout the day. Suddenly a pool of guilt was filling your stomach, wishing it wasn't there at all.

“But if he's there, just check up on him.Make sure he’s better. Okay?” you automatically give him a yes, even if he didn’t ask you, you would have still done it. You finally have a person in your life you can trust. Feel comfortable around. You're just hoping he’s comfortab;e around you so he can tell you how he really is.

Let’s see.

When we arrive at the Hard Deck, we see Bob and Nat outside smoking. C couldn’t even park the car before hoping out and running over to Nat in a bone crushing hug and kiss.

You chuckle to yourself when walking up to them. You're happy that she has someone to care for and about her. To be with someone that she can be happy and safe with. 

You and Bob just take in the glory of your best friends finally finding happiness, and make some conversation, and wait until they're both done sucking face . After that is over, you all make your way into the very crowded bar.

When you make it halfway to the bar top, you spot the sandy blond aviator, and have a bright smile beam on your face so hard it makes your cheeks hurt.

You are almost about to tap him on the shoulder when you hear the most repulsing things come out of his mouth.

Probably fucking around with other guys. Fuckin slut.

You have never felt your heart shatter more than ever. Probably even more painful when Zeke used to hurt you. All of the emotional and physical pain. That was down the drain. This. Right here, right now was the absolute worst moment of your life.

Your whole body stiffens when you realize everybody's eyes are on you. 

You are making sure to not let the tears fall down, and waving off anybody who is trying to talk to you. You finally have a little feeling back in your body and make your way back out to the front.

Once you're out there, you let all the raw, angry, sad emotions let out of your system.

You have never felt more stupid in your entire life, until this very moment. Thinking you could finally have a normal, stable life and with a guy you really liked-

“I thought you would be here Honey?” Your blood runs cold, your whole body stiffens when you hear that low, groggy voice you thought you would never hear again.

“Zeke?”

Please don't hate me. It will be more interesting in the next chapter. 🤭🤭

Reblogs are always welcome. Unless you're under 18. I will block you. and comment if you want to be added to the taglist. If I forgot anybody message me and let me know. You will be added.

Taglist: @caitsymichelle13@shanimallina87@angelbabyyy99@callsign-magnolia@nerdgirljen @nervousnerdwitch

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I feel like when Malleus and Mealodie eventually became friends with Amelia and Amelia invited both of them over for a sleepover, both of the Draconia siblings just said “Okay” and told NO ONE!

Sebek is panicking because his liege and princess have disappeared, Silver is also freaking out but is more calm about it, and both Lilia and his wife are panicking because their oldest but most innocent and sheltered kids wandered off and they can’t find them ANYWHERE-

Meanwhile, Mealodie and Malleus are taking part in “makeovers” and are letting Amelia just have fun with makeup on their faces and trying their best to do hers before they all wash it off and eat ice cream and let Amelia teach them card games like “Bullshit” and “Go Fish,” completely unaware of the havoc their disappearance has caused back at Diasomnia.

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Pre-Girl Dad!Cassian Headcanons

A/N: uhum.... since it was asked after traditions what it would look like for Cassian to have a baby, I decided to write girl dad Cassian bc tbh I think that all the ACOTAR men will only be girl dads. And Cass is the perfect girl dad. So here we are... on my bday... or 54 minutes after my bday writing this for you @princess-tulip-writes and @kennedy-brooke

Okay, let’s be so for real. Cassian and Eris Vanserra are the BEST girl dads, though I think that all that ACOTAR males would be amazing girl dads. I have had multiple convos with Tilly and August about this and I stand firm in my belief. Lets talk about girl dad!Cass 

I am gonna start with pre-babe

We should probably about Cassian with his pregnant mate!

He is the best mate... the best husband... the best partner to his mate. He takes such good care of you frl. 

He rubs you back while you get morning sickness every morning, holding your hair back. He makes sure to oil it for you and braid it so that it stays out of your face and is growing strong, as fae females tend to lose lots of their hair during pregnancy and post-partum.

Cassian also is so supportive of your cravings. He will even try them with you, just to see how they taste. You have craved things like peanut butter with pickles, chicken with salsa, watermelon and salt, vanilla ice cream with sour cream and onion chips. He will try them all with you and rate them on a scale on 0-10, and he is always willing to get whatever you are craving at any time of night. You just need to nudge him and he is shooting up, fully awake and ready to follow your every command. (poor male is usually such a deep sleeper, but every since your pregnancy, he sleeps so light) 

He loves talking to your belly. His large calloused hands always run up and down your belly as he whispers sweet nothings to your babe that he is 100% sure is a girl. He tells her all the things he will teach her, how boys will have cooties and how she can never marry a male until she is at least 350 years old. He whispers to the babe how beautiful she is, even though he has never seen her, and how beautiful her mother is. 

He loves poking your belly, just to see that tiny foot kick or hand punch back out at him. He knows your babe will be a fighter, just like him. He especially loves to kiss your belly while scolding the babe for kicking you in the bladder and nearly making you piss your pants. 

When you are labouring, he stays by your side, letting you nearly crush his hand with the tight grip. He strokes your hair back when you cry out, nearly crying with you for the pain that you are experiencing. He wants to take all the pain that you are in and steal it away for him to experience, and him alone. But he knows that this is your battle, and the only thing he can do is support you in the ways that you want him to. So, he hand feeds you ice chips and kisses your sweaty forehead. He massages your back while you squat to relieve the pressure in your pelvis, and he murmurs sweet nothings of how perfect you are, how wonderful of a mother you already are, how stunning you look even though you feel like you have just been dragged through the mud, how much he loves you, how thankful he is to have you as a mate, as a wife, as a lover, and as a best friend. 

He sobs the minute you give birth to your beautiful baby girl. He brings her up to your chest so she can rest and suckle on you in her first moments of life, and he commits that moment into his memory forever. He will never forget that feeling of the awe that his perfect mate and him have created something so precious, so innocent, so loved. 

He knows he will spend the rest of his long life protecting and loving your beautiful daughter, Amelia, just as he vowed to you on the night of your mating ceremony. 

General taglist: @nyotamalfoy @brekkershadowsinger @kennedy-brooke @fieldofdaisiies @princess-tulip-main 

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Princesa Madrigal

Inspired by @hannahhook7744's Encanto AU, and her own character headcanons.

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Princesa’s full name is Princesa Florinda Madrigal.

Her first name means “princess” and her middle name means “flower”.

She is the oldest adopted daughter of Isabela Madrigal.

She has tan skin, pale, straight blonde hair, and blue eyes.

She is eighteen years old.

She has two younger sisters; Fuega, younger by two years, and Mariana, younger by six.

She likes boys, but is single.

Her gift is geokinesis, the ability to move the earth. She mainly uses her abilities to summon precious metals and gemstones to show off. Outwardly, she loves her gift, as it has made her popular around the Encanto. But on the inside, she fears that people only like her for her gift, and that she’s nothing without it.

Her door portrays her with both her hands palms up and arms bent at the elbows, just below a handful of floating rocks. Princesa will glue different colored gems to her door in place of the rocks.

Her room looks like a cave, including rocky walls with small crystals embedded in the sides, and a matching floor (minus the crystals, ouch). Columns of pink geode crystals extend floor to ceiling around the room, and her bed and other amenities are placed in between the columns. Her wardrobe is bigger than anyone else's, and she has a designated spot for fashion shows.

Her symbol is a jewel.

She adores Isabela, and is very grateful that she chose her to adopt. She just wants to make her proud.

Her birth parents were cityfolk, who decided that they wanted a magical baby. They abandoned her on the steps of Casita when she was a week old, with the intention to take her back when she got her gift. As expected, she decided to stay with the Madrigals.

After an incident as a child which caused her to develop pyrophobia (fear of fire), Princesa is constantly scared of Fuega’s anger issues and gift, sometimes to the point of thinking that she’d be better off by not being sisters at all.

On the other hand, Princesa loves Mariana, and tries to be a role model for her.

She mainly hangs out with Amelia and Beatriz, and occasionally Leta, Lidia, and Carlos.

She gets along best with Pepa, Mirabel, and Beatriz.

She loves to dance, and knows many traditional (and non-traditional) Colombian dances.

She’s a fashionista, and likes to design dresses for the local girls.

Partially because of her gift, she also likes to make and collect jewelry.

Because of her mother, she has an appreciation for flowers and nature, and loves to garden. Her favorites are pretty flowers.

She’s a hopeless romantic who loves sappy romance novels, and one day dreams of finding True Love.

Her favorite colors are purple, pink, indigo, and light blue.

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Happy Valentines Day Em!

I’m curious what our Bradley’s (and Bob and Jake) are doing for their girls today!

Roo & BG

Coach & Kitten

Daddy & Princess

Beer Boy & Sugar

Bob & Molly

Jake & Reedy

This made my whole day right here, Brina! Thanks for sending this ask!!

Let's break this down....

Roo & BG are enjoying a shared plate of Marry Me Rooster that she cooked while Bradley tried his best to help, but he was mostly a lovable distraction. Roo picked up a small confetti cake with yellow icing hearts on his way home, along with a few dozen yellow flowers. She's wearing her honeymoon lingerie.

Coach & Kitten are taking Ev out to play mini golf, and then they are meeting Bob, Molly and baby Charlie at the pizza place for family dinner. Ev is going to have a sleepover with his aunt and uncle. When Mr. and Mrs. Bradshaw get home, the leash is coming out.

Daddy & Princess are out to a dinner at an expensive restaurant while Amelia babysits. Princess bought a new dress with her purple card, and after dinner they are going to take a walk on the beach. Daddy bought her some diamond earrings, and she's giving him head on the beach when it gets dark out.

Beer Boy & Sugar are enjoying a night in and reliving one of their favorite college moments. Bradley has them both change into their bathing suits, and he keeps her warm in the kitchen while he makes her a bowl of cereal with strawberries for dinner. She really thinks that's the dinner, but then he busts out filet mignon and some sides as well. And then they make s'mores on the stovetop, and he fucks her on the kitchen counter.

Bob & Molly are making a video. She begged Bob for a threesome, but she's settling for anal and a video she can watch when he's deployed.

Jake & Reedy are having a fashion show and taking a lot of photos. She's pairing some of her lingerie with his uniforms, and Jake is embarrassingly hard for the whole thing before she lets him fuck her.

Happy Valentine's Day!

[yankstrash]

it's the first day of class at boston college

amelia walks into her english class that is required for all sophomores

the second she walks into the room, she face palms and wishes she could turn and run away

"MEEL!"

"MEEL MEEL MEEL!"

"MEELY, COME SIT WITH US!"

"AAAAAAMEEEEEEELIAAAAAAAA!!!!"

she walks right into 6 guys from the hockey team, two being will and drew, and once they spot her they begin yelling her name, causing a scene

she gives them a look that a mother give their child when they embarrass them in public, and starts to jokingly walk towards a seat away from them, but not before yet another hockey player walks in behind her and whisks her towards the group

"meel, so glad you could join us in class!! c'mon, come sit with us!" jacob says as he throws his arm around her shoulder and literally pulls her towards the group

amelia groans but follows him anyway (not like she really has a choice)

don't get me wrong, amelia loves the team and adores their company, but she knows they'll distract her, goof off, try to cheat off her work and probably end up annoying her to no end

"saved ya a seat!" will says as he pats the seat next to him.

"right in the middle of all of you, how sweet smitty" amelia jokes as she sets her bag down and takes a seat

she couldn't even get her own boyfriend in her class but she gets half of his team, sigh.

the group all strike up a conversation before the professor walks in

to start class, he made all the students introduce themselves; the typical first day of class useless shenanigan seeing as no one is gonna remember anyone

he made everyone say their name, their major and a fun fact about themselves

"hey i'm alex, i'm a sports management major and a fun fact about me is i'm on the hockey team!"

amelia rolled her eyes and laughed at his fun fact

of course he would announce he's on the hockey team

"meel, you should say your fun fact is that you're best friends with the entite bc hockey team" will whispered to amelia, who gave him a cockeyed look and shoved him away playfully

"you wish."

when it was amelias turn to go she said, "hi i'm amelia, i'm a neuroscience major with a psychology minor and my fun fact is i don't know any of these guys that are sitting around me!"

at her response, will shot up in his seat and said, "LIE! THAT'S A LIE! SHE KNOWS ALL OF US, WE'RE HER BEST FRIENDS!"

"AND HER BODYGUARDS!" jacob chimed in.

amelia put her head in her hands as the whole class laughed.

later that day amelia headed over to gabe apartment once he was home from practice

she dove right into his arms, ready for her daily cuddles

"how was your first day princess?" gabe asked, kissing her head.

"it was good. lucky me has english with half of your team and they made me sit right in the middle of all of them."

gabe laughed at his girlfriends response

yeah, of course they did.

"it was entertaining though. we had to introduce ourselves to the class and stupid alex of course had to announce that he was on the hockey team. god i stuck out like a sore thumb in the middle of those idiots!"

gabe was dying as amelia spoke, amelia giggling with him

"at least i know they'll take care of you while i'm not there." gabe said, and amelia playfully rolled her eyes.

"can't wait to be an english tutor to 7 meat heads."

happy first day of class for boston college!!!!

[jokerislandgirl32]

Favorite books??

(I mean everyone in your little family + you) 😇😇

Helloooo! Thank you for this ask! We have decided to list favorite books by ages for everyone below the cut! So, all of our favorite books as children, our favorite books as tweens, and our favorite books teens and adults!

And yes, each family member is responding to this ask!

Please note there is mention of Harry Potter, I (JIG) know the author/books are triggering to some, so please do not take offense to this, I just feel like the books would have been some read by one family member in particular wayyyyy before all the unsavory details came out.

Also, a lot of these books are my personal favorites, or they are books I actually dislike immensely…so my selfship kids liking them makes me laugh 😂.

Zach: As a child I was always partial to The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams and the Peter Rabbit books by Beatrix Potter. I also loved How The Grinch Stole Christmas by Dr. Seuss. As a tween/teenager, I liked the Harry Potter series by JK Rowling, the Lord of the Rings series by J.R.R. Tolkien, and the Ender’s Game Saga by Orson Scott Card. Now that I’m an adult, I’d have to say The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald and 1984 by George Orwell are probably my favorite novels. 

Violet/JIG: As a little girl my favorite book was The Foot Book by Dr. Seuss, there was just something about the “here comes pig feet” line that cracked me up, I also adored Thunder Cake by Patricia Polacco. As a tween I loved Grandpa’s Mountain by Carolyn Reeder and the American Girls Books. As a teen and adult I’d say my favorite books were/are Where the Red Fern Grows by Wilson Rawls, The Education of Little Tree by Forrest Carter (the best nonfiction book I’ve ever read), Speak by Laurie Halse Anderson, The Fear Street Series by RL Stine, and anything by Mary Downing Hahn.

Varina: As a child my favorite books were Winnie-the-Pooh stories, my mom had an entire collection her parents collected for her and she read them to me and all my siblings! I also loved A Bad Case of Stripes by David Shannon, the Mr. Putter and Tabby books by Cynthia Rylant, and the Amelia Bedelia books by Peggy Parish. As a tween I enjoyed The Tale of Despereaux and the American Girls books. As an adult/teen my favorite books were/are Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck, The Magic of Ordinary Days by Ann Howard Creel, and I adore any romance novel by Nicholas Sparks. 

Vera: When I was a little girl I loved the Fancy Nancy books by Jane O'Connor, any and all princess books, the Biscuit books by Alyssa Satin Capucilli, and the Junie B. Jones Books by Barbara Park. As a tween I read the American Girl books, but only I enjoyed a few of the series, Samantha was my absolute favorite! I also loved The Secret Garden and A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett, and The Wish by Gail Carsen Levine. My favorite books during my teenage years, and as an adult, are The Glass Castle by Jeanette Walls, any of William Shakespeare’s plays (Romeo and Juliet is my favorite), and Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte. 

Victor: When I was little my favorite book was Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Seuss, my favorite book series was Curious George by Margret and H. A. Rey. During my tween years I read any Goosebumps book by RL Stein I could get my hands on, I also read all The Chronicles of Narnia books by C.S. Lewis, and A Series of Unfortunate Events books by Lemony Snicket.  My favorite book as a teenager was The Outsiders by S. E. Hinton, and my favorite book series as a teenager were Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children by Ransom Riggs and the Lord of the Rings by J.R.R. Tolkien. My all time favorite book as an adult is Into The Wild by Jon Krakauer.

Vallen: The Wonky Donkey by Craig Smith was my favorite book as a kid, it was freaking hilarious, and the sequel was almost as good. I also loved the Clifford books by Norman Bridwell as a kid, and the No David books by David Shannon. As a tween I read a bunch of the Goosebumps books by RL Stine. Victor and I were in competition to see who could read the most, he won of course, the dedicated bookworm. In my teenage years and into adulthood my favorites have become The Lord of the Flies by William Golding, The Giver Quartet by Lois Lowry, and The Wayward Pines Trilogy by Blake Crouch.

Victoria: When I was a little girl I loved all of the Eric Carle books, The Very Hungry Caterpillar being my favorite! I also loved all the Little Golden Books, I think my favorite one was My Little Golden Book About God by Jane Werner Watson. Charlotte’s Web by E.B. White, Each Little Bird that Sings by Deborah Wiles, and the Little House on the Prairie Series by Laura Ingalls Wilder were my favorite books during my tween years. As a teenager I enjoyed reading the Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children book series by Ransom Riggs and To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee. As an adult I’d say my favorite books are Wish You Well by David Baldacci or Go Down the Mountain by Meredith Battle.