#and then she got pregnant barely 6 months into a relationship with her best friends ex

[leavemetoplaythesims]

florence pre meeting felix vs. florence (and fran) post meeting felix.

[lesservillain]

baby daddy!eddie x mom!reader

cw: smut, non established relationship, best friend!eddie as well, idiots in love

wc: 3.8k

Closing the door as gently as he could, Eddie tip toed down the hall of the trailer and rounded into the kitchen to get himself a beer. He’d played hard enough with Autumn that she could barely keep her eyes open through her bath, but that also meant he wore himself out in the process. So after cracking open a can, he plops his ass down and turns on the TV, ready to chill until he passes out on the couch.

Well, that was the plan. Just as he got comfortable, there was a small knock on the trailer door. With a frustrated sigh, Eddie jumps back up, mumbling something about people coming to his house so late at night.

“Listen, I’ve told you all I don’t fucking deal anymore—Woah!”

Instead of some annoying kids looking for weed, Eddie was met with your sniffling nose and tear stained cheeks. He immediately went into best friend mode, wrapping you in a big hug and letting you get those emotions out.

After some crying and a soaked shoulder later, you finally peel yourself away from Eddie and attempted to talk, but only babbling came out.

“Shhh, it’s okay,” Eddie says, thumbs rubbing the tops of your shoulders. “Just calm down and tell me what happened? Did someone hurt you?”

You shook your head, doing your best to compose yourself.

“He-he-he g-got mar-married,” you hiccup out.

Eddie blinks at you. He knows exactly what you were talking about. Dustin told him back when that Harrington met a girl about 6 months ago and apparently they hit it off right away. The last thing he wanted to do was tell you about her considering your long time pining for him Especially considering he’s the reason Harrington would never ask you out. But you ended up finding out on your own, and devastated couldn’t even begin to describe how you felt.

It seemed soon in Eddie’s opinion, granted he would marry you tomorrow if you would say yes. When Dustin told him that he was going to be the best man that the wedding, Eddie had mixed feelings. He knew that it would kill you when you found out. That you’d react exactly as you were now.

Actually, you’re doing a little better than he anticipated.

“He came into the store and,” you blew your nose into the toilet paper he grabbed for you, “and I saw the ring on his finger when he was getting his money out of his wallet.”

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” Eddie says, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you close.

“They haven’t even known each other that long! He’s such an idiot…”

“I’ve been trying to tell you that,” Eddie jokes, rolling his eyes.

“Oh god, what if--do you think it’s because she’s pregnant?”

Eddie’s pretty sure Dustin would have told him if that was the reason why, but it’s not an unreasonable guess.

“I don’t know, could be? Or maybe Steve Harrington is just an idiot like you said. And maybe they’ll be divorced by this time next year. Who knows, right?”

You sighed, leaning into Eddie and resting your head against him. “I don’t even know why I’m so upset. He was never going to ask me out anyway. No one wants a young single mom. Steve has his whole life to do what he wants, why would he be with someone who has so much baggage?”

“Hey, don’t say that about Audy,” Eddie scolds.

“No, I’m sorry, that’s not what I meant,” you correct, “I was talking about myself. I’d never be with someone who didn’t accept Autumn. Even Steve Harrington. I just…I’m damaged goods, Eddie.”

Eddie could feel himself getting upset but didn’t want to make things worse right now, so he took a few breathes to steady himself. He said your name sternly, pulling your full attention to him.

“I don’t like it when you say things like that. It makes me feel like it’s my fault--”

“Eddie,” you stop him before he can get another word out, “You know that you didn’t do anything wrong. I’ve told you before that if I was going to get pregnant right out of high school with anyone that I wouldn’t want it to be with anyone else but you.”

Eddie knows this, and he feels the same. But it’s not what he wants.

Even though it was all a total accident, he hoped that night the two of you spent together was going to be the next step for both of you. And even though he was scared after you told him with tears in your eyes then that he had gotten you pregnant, he wished with all his might that it would bring the two of you closer together.

Which it did in a way. Obviously the two of you would be bound together for the rest of your lives, but it wasn’t in the way he wanted. You still were head over heels for Steve, and there was no way Eddie could even compare to the king.

“Yeah…I know.” He says somberly. Your brows pinch, making him worried he should have said something else.

Then your expression changed. You looked at him intensely for a moment, before your eyes became lidded and…were you leaning in?

Eddie thought fast, making a quick decision to put his hand over your mouth, stopping you in your tracks. Your eyes go wide as dinner plates, tears perching on your waterline as what hot embarrassment washes over you.

“I’m sorry,” Eddie says, suddenly regretting everything. This could have been his chance and he was an idiot.

You pull his hand from his mouth, sitting in silence for a moment before you begin to laugh. It catches Eddie off guard and he freezes.

“Eddie, I should be the one apologizing,” you say with giggles. “I’m the one who was stupid enough to try and kiss her best friend for a second time. We both know what happened the first time and the last thing we need is history to repeat itself.”

Eddie still felt conflicted. Your tone wasn’t sitting right with him, like there was some level of self depreciation in your words.

After a moment you stop laughing. Your face warps into worry as you stand from the couch.

“I-I need to go—“

“No, wait!” Eddie stands to grab your wrist before you could run away. He pulls you into him and hugs you tightly to him. You stand still before slowly wrapping your arms around him, gripping his shirt in your hands.

“Listen, I know you’re going through a lot emotionally right now, but…I’m here for whatever you need. Even if…” He trails off for a moment, knowing that he’s just going to hurt himself if he lets you use him. But he can’t turn you away when you need him. He’d rather you take advantage of his feelings than run off to someone else who would hook up with you without second thought.

“Even if it means crossing a boundary that we’ve already crossed before.”

Eddie feels you press into him harder, face buried in his chest. And when you look up at him, Eddie thinks he could melt into a puddle and let you mold him to however you’d like.

“I don’t think I should make any rash decisions right now,” you say with a sniffle. “I think I just need to clear my head. Let myself rot in my own misery instead of dumping it all on you.”

“Or,” Eddie says with a smile, “you could rot with me. I rented some movies and some beers in the fridge that have your name on them. I think we have some leftover pizza still, too.”

Your smile was so bright it was comparable to the sun rising. There was nothing in the world that could keep him down as long as you were happy. Eddie probably would have dropped out of school after his second failure if you hadn’t simply smiled at him and told him that he would graduate next year, for sure. He probably only did because you smiled at him every time he got a good grade.

The way you hugged him for a long time after a report card with no F’s on it kept Eddie’s head in the zone that last school year. And, well, the way your body felt under his when he finally graduated…

Eddie shook his head, wracking his brain for anything to keep his mind from thinking about that night right now. There’s no way him getting a boner while you were still holding on to him so tight would be good.

“I think that sounds like a good idea,” you finally say after staring up at him for several beats. But Eddie caught the somber look in your eyes. It was going to take a lot of distracting to get you in a good head space.

“You know, I think we might still have some popcorn, too.”

After a few drinks, some weed, and a movie and a half later, Eddie finds himself waking up on his couch at some point after falling asleep. The bright, staticy screen causes him to squint his eyes, turning his head enough to bump his chin against the top of your head.

Eddie looks down at where you’re leaning into his side. He vaguely remembers wrapping an arm around you before the two of you had succumbed to sleep. It pains him to possibly wake you but the urge to pee is what startled him awake in the first place, so he does his best to untangle himself from you and sneaks to the bathroom.

On the way back to the couch, Eddie decided to stop in his room and grab a blanket for the two of you. But when he returns, he finds you sitting up and rubbing the sleep from your eyes.

“Hey,” you croak out, looking at him with squinted eyes.

“Hey,” he whispers back. “I brought us a blanket.”

You stretch before standing up from the couch. “I should probably head home, Eddie.”

“Sweetheart its,” he leans to check the time on the microwave, “3 in the morning.”

Your eyes go wide, hands running over your face. “It is? Fuuuuck.”

“Just stay,” Eddie says, walking over to you and wrapping you up in the blanket. You groan, feeling conflicted on if you should stay and sleep on Eddie’s couch or if you should brave the drive home.

“Hey, if you stay, you don’t have to drive all the way over here to get Fae in the morning.”

“Ugh, okay you got me,” you say, giving in. You sit back down on the couch and start to make yourself comfortable.

“Wait, you can sleep in my bed. Promise I don’t bite.”

That took less convincing as you pop back up, dragging the blankets behind you as you wobble to Eddie’s room. Eddie laughs as you plop into his bed, stealing one of his pillows to make yourself comfortable.

“Hey save some room for me,” he says, walking around to the other side to climb in. He lays next to you, adjusting in an obnoxious manner that has you giggling. You turn to face him and he does the same.

“I love you,” you say at the tail end of a giggle. It’s something said frequently between the two of you. Genuine as it’s spoken after years of friendship.

“Love you, too,” Eddie says with a sigh. Sleep soon takes you both over again. The only sounds that can be heard is the sound of the a/c doing its best to cool down the trailer.

Eddie felt himself waking once again, this time much more comfortably in his own bed. He yawned, shaking a bit as the feeling of waking overcame his body.

The sun peaking through the cracks of his curtains gave the room just enough light that he could see the room with a slight glow. Turning his head, he chanced to see if you were still laying with him. He had a dream that you’d left with Autumn and ran away with Steve that left a sick feeling in his stomach.

Much to his delight you were indeed still occupying the bed with him. Smiling wide as you looked at him, already awake where you lay.

“Mornin’,” he says in his morning voice, and your eyes flicker.

“Morning,” you squeak back. As Eddie turns to face you, your hand finds its way out from under the covers and reaches out towards him. Your fingers gently glide across his cheek, rubbing against the stubble as you push his hair out of his face.

The way you’re looking at him has Eddie’s tummy feeling funny, but in a different way from his dream. You’re looking at him the same way he looks at you.

Suddenly, you push yourself up on your arm, hand still on his cheek as you start to lean in once again. Eddie’s heart beats hard against his chest as you close the distance between the two of you, your lips meeting his in a soft kiss.

It lasts a few moments, and Eddie melts into it. It was a kiss like none he’s ever had before. Not even compared to the last time the two of you kissed before Autumn was born. This kiss felt like a hot cup of coffee on a cold winter morning, the warmth spreading to every part of his body as he drank you in.

When you pulled away, Eddie chased after you, not wanting it to end so soon unknowing if it would ever happen again. When you don’t kiss him again, his eyes finally open to meet yours. They’re bouncing everywhere, scanning his face as if looking for an answer written on his skin.

“Eddie…”

But Eddie doesn’t let you ponder much longer, hand snaking around your head to pull you into him once more. This time more feverishly, the heat palpable between the two of you.

You shift so that you can bury your hands in his hair, and Eddie takes advantage of this to move himself above you. Eddie kisses you into the pillow beneath you, long kisses turning into passionate smacking, poking the fire that was burning between you.

“Tell me to stop,” Eddie says as his lips begin to move down your cheek and to your neck. He says your name breathily, “Tell me now, because I won't be able to stop once this starts.”

“I-I can’t. I won’t,” you stutter, hands grabbing at his waist as he kisses and nips at your neck. Eddie breathes against you, body alight knowing that you wanted this as much as him.

“But,” you say, stopping him in his tracks. You give him a coy smile, nodding towards the door. “You better make it quick. You know she’ll wake up at any moment.”

Eddie huffs out a laugh, “Don’t gotta tell me twice. Better get to work then.”

Eddie suddenly lifts the blanket above the both of you and disappears underneath it. Soft kisses leave a trail from your knees to the apex between them. Eddie slips his fingers in the hem of the sleep pants he let you borrow, pulling them down with your panties in one quick motion. There was barely any light to see, so he decided to just dive in tongue first.

He ate you out like a man starved. Your thighs try hard to wrap around him as he works you up on his tongue, but his strong arms hold you open for him. Eddie groans at the way your fingers grip his hair, tugging just enough to burn so good against his scalp.

Once he added fingers, you had to cover your mouth with your hand to keep yourself quiet. It was like Eddie knew exactly what you liked, because not long after you were coming undone, riding his face as you did.

Eddie crawls up your body, head resting between your breasts as he pokes out from under the covers.

“Jesus, Eddie,” you pant, looking at him in awe.

“And that’s not even the best part,” he teases, making you roll your eyes at him. You grab his face and bring him closer to you, tasting yourself on his lips as you kiss him again.

Eddie rolls his hips subconsciously, and you can feel how hard he is as he grinds against you. You want to say you also forgot how big he was, but it’s something you didn’t want to admit you thought about often.

Your hand travels between you, fingers trailing against his skin as you reach the hem of his boxers. Slipping under it, you feel your way to his hard cock, taking it in your hand to pump him. He whines against your lips, hips moving faster in your grip. You watch with awe struck eyes as his beautiful face contorts in pleasure above you.

“Please,” he pants out as he fucks your hand, “Wanna be inside you. Can I?”

You nod silently, unbelievably turned on by your best friend for the second time now.

He works fast pulling his boxers off quickly, a loud thwaping coming from his cock smacking against his stomach after getting caught on the waistband. Your eyes go wide as you take in his size.

After almost 2 years you’re still shocked at what Eddie Munson is packing. Those dumb ass cheerleaders that picked the bone head jocks over him have no idea what they missed out on.

Eddie settled himself between your legs, spitting on his own cock to get it good and wet before rubbing it in your soaked folds. You had a moment of clarity, realizing that Eddie wasn’t wearing a condom. You opened your mouth to speak, but your words got caught up in a moan as Eddie pushed his way inside of you.

The stretch took your breath away. Eddie seesawed his way into your tight cunt, opening you up on his cock until he was balls deep inside of you. He placed his hands on either hip and started moving, holding you tight as he worked up his pace.

Every thrust felt like too much and not enough at the same time. The constant knocking against your sweet spot had you seeing stars quickly, still worked up from him eating you out. The pretty sounds that Eddie was making wasn’t helping either, but you still had enough mind to shush him so that he wouldn’t wake your daughter.

Eddie’s pace quickens, and he makes the fatal mistake of adding his thumb to the mix. It only throttles you to the edge for a second time this morning. It’s not much longer before your vision goes white, toes curling as your orgasm takes over. It's probably the hardest you’ve cum in a long time.

“Oh, fuck.”

You barely registered Eddie’s words, but you definitely felt the reason behind his curses. Eddie was cumming deep inside you, balls emptying into your pussy as you were still riding out your own orgasm.

In the moment it felt amazing, but the post orgasm bliss left you crashing as you realized the very real situation you were both in.

Eddie felt himself being pushed by you, taking him out of his own high as he stumbled back on his ass. As you open your mouth to speak, Eddie is hit with a wave of deja vu with every word.

“Did you fucking cum in me?” The words came out in slow motion and Eddie’s body broke out in cold sweat.

“I-I’m sorry. I was going to pull out, I just—“

“What? You forgot? Are you kidding me Eddie? Do you not remember what happened the last time?”

Right on cue, your daughter's whines could be heard from across the hall. You sigh, kicking the covers completely away from you and grabbing the pajama pants you had back on.

“Listen, I really am sorry,” Eddie says, looking at you with big, sad eyes. You groan, unable to stay mad at him when he looks at you like that.

“What are we going to do then, Eddie?” You ask him, walking out of his bedroom to get your daughter.

Eddie sits on the bed for a moment and thinks. He knows that you getting pregnant again while Autumn’s only and a half isn't ideal. Not that you being pregnant is ideal anyway, but honestly Eddie wouldn’t be mad about it.

He was so head over heels for both you and Autumn that he doesn’t hate the idea of another person to love is the worst thing. But he’s also not the one doing all the hard work. And if it wasn’t obvious the first time that having a kid wouldn’t fix any problems, then having a second would probably not make much of a difference in your feelings towards him.

The door opens again and Eddie watches as you enter with a squealing toddler on your hip, clearly happy to see both mommy and daddy.

“Morning, sweet girl,” Eddie cooes, scooping his baby up and smothering her with kisses, sending Autumn into a fit of giggles.

“I went ahead and changed her. If you want to dress her I’ll make breakfast.”

Eddie gave you a quick salute as you went to the kitchen, leaving him and your mini me to get ready for the day. It took a lot of wrestling but he was able to get the little one dressed, including hair done, and looking presentable for the day.

Fixing her up in her highchair, Eddie sat at the small kitchen table and breathed a sigh of relief. You shook your head at his theatrics, setting breakfast down for the both of them.

“Hey, I was thinking,” Eddie said, spooning some applesauce into Autumn’s mouth. “After we eat, why don’t I follow you to the pharmacy and we can pick you up a Plan B?”

You quirk an eyebrow in amusement. “You have Plan B money this time?”

“Ha ha,” Eddie laughs dryly at your reference to the last time you had sex, the both of you freaking out over having no money. Thankfully Eddie was able to get a good job at Hawkins Auto Body when you got pregnant. He makes pretty good money now considering he was able to get his own trailer. Money is still tight, but he can manage.

“Fine, better eat up then, or else you’re gonna have two mouths to feed instead of one.”

Eddie looks at your daughter, spitting image of him, besides your nose, and smiles. Maybe now isn’t the right time, but…maybe one day.

[thinkwosolife23]

I'm here now, Leah Williamson

Your whole life was revolved around the world of football. Whilst you weren't a footballer yourself, your brother and wife were. You couldn't escape it. If you weren't his sister, you were her wife.

Before you got married to your wife; you were a Grealish, meaning that your brother was Jack. You and Jack were really close with each other, despite living 4 hours apart. Being so close with Jack meant that you were also really close with his girlfriend. Sasha had been in your life since you were about 12. As well as being one of your closest friends, she was like an older sister to you.

Jack was actually the one to introduce you and your wife to each other. Your wife being none other than the Lionesses Captain, Leah Williamson. Leah and you had met when you were just 18.

6 years on: you had got married just over a year ago, you had a little boy together. Jayden, who was nearly 4, you also were currently 7 months pregnant with a little girl.

Before you got married, your's and Leah's relationship was next to perfect. Despite the both of you being quite fiery characters: nothing more than little disagreements happened, you rarely said a cross word to each other.

However, since the wedding, it was a completely different story. Arguements happening way too often, that was something you never wanted your son to see or hear.

Growing up, you had seen Jack go through both the best parts and the difficulties of football. So, you understood the struggle and the benefits within Leah's Job. You had seen how much it had affected her when she tore her ACL, causing her to miss out on a World Cup.

As her wife, you wanted nothing more than to be there for her, support and comfort her.

But that didn't happen.

Ever since her injury, she became more withdrawn from your shared home. Part of you thought that she might cherish the time she had off, using it to spend time with you and Jayden. But no: if she wasn't giving a talk across the world, she was doing a book signing or an interview, or she was going out at night partying with Alex.

And tonight was just another one of them nights.

You were sat on the sofa with Jayden, listening to him babble away abou the TV show he was watching, when Leah came down the stairs: all dressed up and ready to go.

"Alex is waiting outside, i'm gonna go." Leah said as she made her way through to your shared kitchen.

You made sure that Jayden was alright on the sofa before getting up as quickly as you could. A pain shot through your stomach as you stood up; causing you to clutch onto your bump.

"Your going out again?" You asked Leah as you cautiously made your way through to the kitchen.

"Yeah, me and Alex have an event. I could've sworn that I told you." She replied, not even looking in your direction.

"God Leah, I can barely keep up with all your events. Your out all the time."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Her voice raising, her eyes finally meeting yours.

"You have a family, Leah. We barely see you anymore."

"Jayden misses you, I miss you." You continued, your voice softening at the admission.

"I can't do this now, Y/N."

"You never can do this." Another pain shot through your stomach, causing you to groan out in pain before grabbing ahold of the kitchen side.

"Seriously! That's the card you pull out not. Your pathetic!" Leah's voice loud and harsh, each word cutting straight through you.

"Just leave, Leah! You'll be lucky if you have a wife and a son to come home to."

And with that, Leah stormed out of the front door. Slamming the door as she did.

By now you were fully crying. You sat down on one of your dining room chairs, resting your head in your hands.

You weren't sat there for long before you had little footsteps running towards you. Little hands trying to pull your hands from your face.

"Mama okay?" Jayden's quiet voice asked you.

"I'm okay baby." You soon re-assured him, pulling him up to sit on your lap.

"Mummy shout at you."

"Me and Mummy just had a little fallout, that's all."

"Mummy shout at me." His voice soft, appearing a little fearful.

"No! Definatly not. Mummy loves you so much, she would never shout at you, Jay."

As soon as you finished your sentence, another pain shot through your stomach causing your stomach to become rock hard. Jayden's face screwed up in confusion as you groaned out in pain.

"Mama, the floor got a puddle." He told you quietly, looking at the groand.

Fuck! This can't be happening. Not now. It's too early, surely?

"Jay, can you go get Mama's phone, its on the sofa." You said, as you placed him down on the ground.

His little legs running off towards the livingroom in a hurry. If you weren't in so much pain, then you would've laughed at the endearing sight.

He came running back to you, with your phone in hand. He gently gave you your phone before sitting on the chair next to you, watching you intently.

You quickly unlocked your phone and rang Leah's number. The call soon ran out with no answer from her.

"C'mon Leah, please just answer." You muttered quietly, before trying her number again.

No answer.

The pain you were in was becoming increasingly intense by the minute.

You quickly gave up on Leah answering the phone. So, you rang the only other person you would want in a situation like this. The only other person that could keep you calm like Leah could.

Jack and Sasha were in London, luckily for you, due to the fact that earlier in the day Man City played Arsenal at the Emirates.

"Jack?" You asked hopefully, but you could still hear the panic in your voice.

"Sis, woah! What's wrong?"

"Jack, I think i'm in labour."

"What? You can't be, it's way too early." He somehow stayed calm, despite your paniced voice. But he himself, couldn't tell you that he wasn't worried about you and his future neice.

"I'm telling you this baby is coming."

You knew that it was way too early for you to be having your little girl. Your whole body way becoming worked up, all you were doing was dreading the possibillities. Your mind jumping to the worst.

"Y/n, where's Jayden. And where's Leah!" You knew he would be angry at Leah for leaving you, especially in the state you were in.

"Jay's at home, with me. And Leah, well she's gone out with Alex. We had an arguement and she's not answering my calls."

The pain that you were now in was bringing tears to your eyes, adding more distress to your voice.

"Right, okay. Just keep calm for me, Y/N. Me and Jack have just left. We're on the way, we'll only be 10 minutes, Okay." It was now Sasha's voice at the other end of the phone.

"Sasha, it hurts so much."

"I know it does, babe. But your so strong and brave. It's all going to be alright. Your both going to be okay."

10 minutes later…

Your head shot up at the sound of the door being unlocked. Some part of you wished that it was Leah would be the one walking through the door. But you still felt so much relief when Jack and Sasha came in the door.

"Uncle Jack!" Jayden quickly jumped down off the chair, running towards Jack.

"Hi, little man." Jack soon picked him up, placing a kiss on his forehead before resting him on his hip.

"Oh Babe. C'mon, let's get you to the hospital." Sasha wrapped her arms around you, only letting go to try and find your hospital bag.

After finding your hospital bag, Sasha took Jayden from Jack so that he could help you. Jack soon came towards you, trying to help you up and get you too the car.

"Jack, i'm so scared." You told him truthfully as the tears came flooding from your face.

Your hands clutched onto his t-shire, using it to keep you on your feet.

"I know you are. But everything will be okay. You've got me and Sasha and little man over there." He re-eassured you before slowly helping to the car.

Jack got you in the backseat of the car as there was more space. Sasha sat next to you in the back, you quickly using her shoulder to rest your head on as she ran her fingers through your hair - trying to calm you down.

You didn't even notice that Jack had grabbed Jayden's carseat from your car. He placed it in the passenger seat before placing Jayden in it, making sure he was all strapped in.

It didn't take you long to get to the hospital. Jack was driving quite quickly but also making sure that he was careful to cause you any more pain.

Despite your contractions becoming stronger on the way, you tried to ring Leah again. No answer again. However, you tried to ring Alex. To your suprise, she answered.

"Y/N?" You could barely hear Alex, due to all the background noise. Also, the pain made it hard for you to concentrate.

Sasha saw this and quickly took your phone out of your hands before placing it on loud speaker so you could hear her.

"Alex, it's Sasha. Is Leah with you?" Sasha asked her.

"Yeah, she is. Is everything alright?"

"We think Y/

is in labour. We've just got to the hospital."

"Wow, okay. I'll get Leah and we'll head towards the hospital." Alex voice clearly shocked, you could tell that she was disapointed in her best friend and the way she had acted towards you.

By the time the call had finished, Jack was round by your door trying to help you get out. Sasha grabbed your bag and Jayden before following you and Jack into the hospital.

"Hi, I think my sister's in labour." He told the receptionist, whilst still holding you to make sure that you didn't fall.

"Can I have a name, please?" The receptionist was a quite polite, old woman.

"Y/N Williamson." Jack told her.

"And how many weeks are you?"

"27 weeks." You replied this time.

"Right okay, we'll get you straight into the room and a doctor will be straight through." She told you calmly. Before directing you towards your room.

Half an hour had past and you were all set up in your room, on the bed. A doctor had came to check you, telling you that you were already 9cm dialated. You contractions were way closer together than what they had been, they had put you on gas and air to try and reduce the amount of pain you were in.

Jayden was sat outside your room with Sasha, asleep in her lap. It was getting late, so he was bound to be tired. You knew that he was confused about what was going on, but he just went along with all the chaos.

Jack was sat in the room with you. Perched on the bed next to you, your hand in one of his whilst his other ran through your hair.

"Where is she, Jack?"

"She'll be here. I know you've been falling out a lot recently. And as much as I dislike her for the way she has been treating you, she would never miss the birth of her little girl." He told you, trying to re-assure you as best as you could.

What you didn't know was that Leah was currently running through into the hospital, heading straight towards the maternity section. Alex right behind her.

"My wife. She's here, she's in labour." Leah told the same receptionist.

"Your name and your wife's name, please." The old woman still polite.

"Leah Williamson. My wife, Y/N Wiliamson." Leah's fustration coming out in her voice, her own guilt causing her patience to run thin.

"Room 107. She…" The receptionist didn't even get to finish her sentence before Leah had took off, trying to find your room as quickly as she could.

Jack had left the room a minute whilst the doctors checked you over again when he saw Leah running around the corner, Alex not far behind.

"Your having a laugh, aren't you." Jack angrily questioned Leah.

"Jack, look I know I messed up and let her down but let me see her. You know I need to be with her for this." She told him, whilst quickly lowering herself to where Jayden was sat on Sasha's lap before kissing his forehead.

"You need to remeber how lucky you are that she loves you."

"I know." Her head lowered in guilt. heavily regretting how she had treated you.

"Jack. Babe, you need to let her go in. Y/N needs her." Sasha told him, grabbing ahold of his hand.

Jack didn't say anything, he just sat down in the chair next to Sasha. Before looking at Leah and glancing towards the door of your room.

Leah wasted no time in darting through the doors. Her face saddened at the state you were currently in. Your face blochy and tear-stained from how much you had been crying, your body looked so drained from the amount of pain you were in. You weren't even looking towards the door, you were just staring out the window of your room.

"Baby?" Leah said softly, as she sat on the edge of your bed, quickly grabbing your hand.

"I'm so sorry, princess. I know I messed up and I feel so bad for that. You and Jayden and this little one are my everything and I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you in my life." She continued, her voice no higher than a whisper not wanting to startle you.

"I don't like you at the minute." You told her through staggered breaths.

She slightly laughed at your outburst before quickly kissing your forehead.

"That's fair. I deserve that."

You were about to answer Leah when you felt the urge to push. The pain caused you to let out out a grunt in pain and squeeze Leah's hand.

"Baby, what's the matter." Leah questioned you  worringly.

"I need to push!"

Leah quickly got up and ran out the room, telling Jack to find a midwife, before rushing back to your side.

"Same as Jayden, yeah?"

You soon nodded at Leah. She helped you lean foward slowly before quickly slipping in to sit behind you on the bed. Your back flush against her chest, as both her hands found yours.

A couple of midwife's soon came into the room, not wasting anytime in getting ready before telling to push when you felt like you needed to.

The pain of giving birth could never be explained to anyone. Your body was tired, your throat was extremely sore and you were sweating profusely.

Leah was a gem, exactly how she was when Jayden was.

"Leah I can't do this." The pain quickly becoming too much for you to handle.

"You can my beautifil girl." "Your so strong." "I'm so proud of you." "My special girl."

Leah continuously whispering praise into your ear. Trying to re-assure and calm you down in every way she could.

After nearly half an hour of pushing, you were finally making progress.

"Right, I need one more push from you, sweetheart. " One of the midwifes told you.

"Come on, Love. Our baby girl is nearly here." One of Leah's hand that was holding yours came up to push your hair from your forehead.

You managed to use any energy that you had left to give one final push, a loud groan left your mouth as you did. Leah's praises never stopped throughout.

And finally, your little girl was born. But something was wrong, you and Leah both knew that.

"Why isn't she crying?" You said breathlessly, your voice containing nothing but panic.

The midwifes didn't reply to you, simply concentrating on your daughter. You couldn't see what they were doing as many midwifes and doctors surronded the little bed that they had placed her in.

After 10 grueling minutes, a quiet cry came from your daughter. Both, you and Leah let out a huge sigh of relief. Tears streaming from both your eyes as a midwife brought your little girl over to you, carefully placing her in your arms.

She was Leah's absolute double. Big blue eyes looked up at you, a few light blonde hairs rested on her head.

"Hi, babygirl." Leah said softly from behind you. Her finger gently going in the tiny hand of your daughter.

"She's perfect." You whispered, Leah kissing the side of your forehead in agreement.

Not so long later: Alex, Jack, Sasha and Jayden were allowed into your room.

Jack came in the room with Jayden resting on his hip, Sasha and Alex following after them. All of them surronding your bed. You and Leah let them all have a look at your daughter, currently not wanting to let her from your grip. You knew how important skin to skin contact was for your newborn.

By now, Leah had come from behind you and was resting next to you on the bed. Jack soon handed Jayden to Leah, him soon taking comfort in his Mum's lap.

"I a big brother now." Jayden told you all before slowly peering at his sister currently in your arms., you all letting out a slight chuckle at him.

"You've got a very important job now, little man." Jack told him.

The three of them eventually left the room leaving time for you and Leah to have with both of your children.

You layed happy as ever on the bed with your own little family, both children fast asleep in yours and Leah's arms.\ Leah looking at you with nothing but admiration and love in her eyes.

"You know, I'd marry you all over again if I could." Leah said quietly, her words pouring out suddenly.

"You would?"

"Most definatly. This, right here, means more to me than anything else ever could. And i'm so sorry that I forgot that. You make me so happy, Y/N. it's kind of scary sometimes."

"Your so soppy sometimes, Leah." Your slightly laughed at her before resting your head on her shoulder.

"I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too, Leah."

"Now, babygirl needs a name. So, what you thinking."

"I quite like the name Erin and I think it goes really nice with Jayden." You told Leah, both of you just contently looking between each other and your children.

"Erin (Your Mum's Name) Amanda Williamson. I love it, it's perfect for her."

"Can we wait a while before the next one. I think I need about 5 years to recover from today."

"My girl, we can have another whenever you want. But for now, i've got all I need right here."

[brighter-by-the-daly]

Erin Cuthburt x Reader

Road Back Home

Part of the Beth McCarthy mini song series

What Do You Call It?

Can't help overthinking

Every, "What if, is it a phase? Will I get over it?"

Like, "What if things change, what if I'm fake?

What if it's all just for the hell of it?"

But I'm in it, I admit it, I wanted this, ayy

I'm in it, I admit it, I'm different

Driving back up to Scotland all the memories came flooding back. Your childhood best friend Erin was in the passenger seat singing along very badly to the radio. Scotland had qualified for the World Cup and you were making the long drive up north from London together. Erin was the type of person to be able to make everyone in the room laugh and cared deeply about people she loved. You’d grown up together since primary school and was the reason you got into football. She was always playing at lunch time with the boys and needed a goalie, she convinced you that you wouldn’t have to do much - just stand there. That’s when your love of diving in the mud and throwing yourself on the ground was born, much to your mam’s disapproval. You’ve been through every stage of your careers together - from academy to climbing the national team ranks to pro. But that’s when you grew apart, you were signed to Arsenal while Erin got signed to Chelsea. Although you both live in London, you rarely get time to meet up and your friendship now consists of extremely quick catch ups after derby days.

Erin knew her sexuality from a very young age but you, yours was a bit more blurry. In the past you’d always dated men but ever since you could remember your feelings about Erin were always a little bit more honest than any previous relationship you’d had. You both had grown apart but now she’s sat in your car about to fly to Australia for two months all those feelings had come flooding back. She was still making you laugh and still showing signs that she cared about you deeply. While you were in the toilet at the service station she’d bought all your favourite snacks in your favourite flavours. Specifically the Wispa Gold or the purple Nik Naks or the vanilla Coke you barely even see anymore. Starting the car back up ready for the last stretch she handed you a cup of tea, taking a sip to taste the exact number of sugars you like for long drives caused a sound of pleasure to exit your mouth. “6 sugars because those sachets aren’t full spoons, I remember!” she chimed pleased with herself as she kicked off her shoes and placed her feet on the dashboard. “If I crash you’ll lose your legs” you scolded, hitting her legs so she took them down. “Where’d you learn that, Grey Sloan?” she was joking but she was right. You were always butting in on medical situations with your knowledge earned from binging hundreds of hours of Grey’s Anatomy. Proceeding to recite the episode of a pregnant woman breaking her legs because her feet were on the dashboard, she laughed at you. “I think you should be our medic rather than our goalie!” she remarked as you joined back onto the M6 heading for Glasgow.

Dropping her off at her mum’s house you headed back to yours for a few days before you met up with the rest of the team. Your bedroom hadn’t changed since you left home at 17 for Arsenal and still had football posters on the wall. Your bed still hoarded the shoe box of all your childhood memories, including the friendship bracelet Erin gave you in Year 6. Flicking through the photos of you both as children you laughed at some of the outfits you were made to wear. Old boyfriends were amongst them which you quickly passed by before finding the day you both got signed professionally. Proudly wearing your clubs shirts and holding hands, vowing to stay friends forever.

Except, was just friends enough for me? Would telling her the truth ruin everything? What if we could be something amazing and I never tried? I’d famously dated male players my whole career, would I be seen as fake? As an attention seeker? Does this mean I’m gay? Is there a word for only fancying your best friend? The second I say anything everything changes. If I admit that I like her, I admit that I’m different. All the questions running through your head went on for days, you were distracted the entire time by thoughts of how you’re going to have to pretend for two months.

“What ya thinking about?” Erin asked, you’d been staring out of the plane window since you boarded, unable to look her in the eyes since you picked her up this morning. “The fact there’s probably still a desk with your name etched into it back at school” you mumbled. “What, why?” You turned to look at her but you could tell she knew what you meant the second your eyes locked together. Feeling the whirl of the engine power the plane as you rumbled along the runway distracted you from the awkward silence. Grabbing your arm rests tightly to prepare for take off, you hated flying, it always made you feel sick. The nauseating feeling was lessened by Erin clawing your hand away from the plastic and into her lap. “I got you” she said resting her head on your shoulder, “I got you”.

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That previous ask was from me (🎀) and I also had a second thought!!

which is what if till doesn’t understand he’s the kids dad until the kid is way older (like 5 or 6) and the kid starts showing off bits of his own personality or traits that aren’t present when the kid is little (Till assumes the kids light hair will darken with age but when it says grey some wheels might start turning)

also do u think they would have a girl or or a boy? (I’m thinking girl cause I think Till has big girl dad energy)

and for the sake of the thought experiment Till has started being referred to as “uncle till “ while helping take care of the kid (for additional pain on Ivan’s part- because they are kind of a family now! But not in the way he wants + complete brother zone for his relationship with till from his perspective) because he’s always around and taking care of her so he’s basically her family

and since in this concept they aren’t mated so till might start- oh I dunno going back on tour to help make money to give his favorite “niece “ everything she could ever want which means both their poor emotional systems are gonna be losing it being so far away from their almost mate :(

And also- since their set up is mostly sorted and longer term “platonic” in this timeline I think till might (in a bid to get his weird unidentifiable feelings out of his system ) starts up a consistent friends with benefits situation (which only serves to make their moments of separation worse)

and I dunno maybe a few years into the set up maybe Ivan could be faced with yet another kid on the way and till being home when he finds out (and will be for at least the next 6 months) so he has to figure out whether to break the news now- at a point so deep in he’s unsure if his relationship with Till could ever recover, fake another random father for the kid- or terminate it to prevent till from ever having to deal with it. (And I think like- Till kinda wants to get Ivan pregnant subconsciously so he keeps asking to have unsafe sex and Ivan can never refuse him anything)

I’m not sure what choice Ivan would make but they are all really interesting to think about!!

i give you an easy way out and you give me angst

this is why people say alien stage fans are allergic to happiness. (/pos? /hj)

anyways i think the best course of action is to give ivan pain because thats what you do to characters you love.

SIKE! I AM NOT LIKE THAT! i wanna give ivan the universe, made of love and sugar and fluff

so, yes, this could happen, but also:

->sua would absolutely beat up till if he was an in-and-out pseudo-parent, especially since the moment she saw the child she probably knew it was till's

->luka would...give till the side-eye of his life. he'd manipulate till by staying at ivan's whenever he can, forming an equally-close relationship with their child, and getting their child to call him father. yeah, he may be an omega, but hes alpha-ing better than till

->mizi would be the therapist mother friend and intervene

->hyuna... roundhouse kicks and a diss track should do it.

anyways till is going to learn how bad of an idea it is to do that before he can make it a solid routine. i believe in the rest of the alnst cast!

let me embrace ivan in a nice, warm, loving hug, you cruel monster (/hj)

if you really want that, though... (tw: miscarriage)

ivan gets into a weird rejected-omega state and is unsuitable to continue work, barely hanging on due to his little princess. he'd constantly be in his nest, mostly built with till's clothes, wondering where he went wrong. again and again, he'd wonder, each day till was away, each month till was on tour. till's songs would repeat on the speakers, and before long his pheromones would wane and disappear.

if ivan got pregnant in that state... well, his body wouldn't be able to handle it. till goes on a world tour before the bump shows, and ivan...he'd be worn out, desperately trying to keep the child, but he doesn't hear the wails he did with his first when he does give birth a month early.

it destroys him. he calls till as soon as he can, gasping breath after breath, tears running down his cheeks; "our baby's gone, till, they're gone, i couldn't give birth again. im sorry, im sorry, im so sorry, alpha."

their little princess is at their friend's house, waiting to hear if she got a little sibling.

till hurries to the hospital, sitting in an airplane for agonizing hours, and when he gets there he's informed that ivan will have extreme difficulty getting pregnant again, let alone giving birth.

i hope you're happy, 🎀. i hope youre crying so much because you just cant take the fluff i willingly give out!! (/j /hl)

fml what am i doing why am i so petty

[matthew-nelson]

『 CHARLIE HUNNAM, CISMALE, HE/HIM 』wait a second! isn’t that ( MATTHEW NELSON ) who just walked into jack’s bar? rumor around town is that the local is approaching their (  TWENTIETH ) year in virgin river. in the meantime, you can find the ( FORTY ) year old working as a ( MECHANIC | OWNER ) at ( NELSON GARAGE ). rumor around town is that ( HE ) has a reputation for being a little ( - HARDHEADED ), but they make up for it by being ( + PROTECTIVE ). 『 AJ, 34, SHE/HER 』

BASICS:

full name: Matthew James Nelson

nicknames: Matt, Matty, MJ

age: 40

dob: April 10

hometown: Los Angeles, California

current location: Virgin River, California

occupation: Owner of Nelson's Garage

gender: Male

sexuality: Pansexual

relationship status: Single

theme song: Behind Blue Eyes - Limp Bizkit

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:

face claim: Charlie Hunnam

hair color: Blonde

eye color: Blue

height:  6′ 0″

weight: 245lbs

build: Athletic

tattoos: Lots of them

piercings: None

FAMILY:

Mother: Lisa Nelson

Father: Frank Williams; Unknown, Jason Nelson; Step-Father; Deceased

Siblings: One Sister

Children: One son, one daughter

Pet(s): None

Significant Relationship(s): His estranged wife

BIOGRAPHY: (tw: death)

Before Matthew was born, Lacey Sharpe grew up on the streets of Los Angeles, from there she met a man that went by Frank Williams, who was in fact a drug dealer and a crackhead himself. When she realized this, Lacey couldn’t bare the thought of her son growing up in that life, so when she found out she was pregnant, she took off, never to be seen around Los Angeles again. She came across Santa Monica and thats when she met Jason Nelson.

Of course the two started dating, she explained everything to him and he agreed to marry her. Growing up in Santa Monica, Matthew Nelson is well known for being the step son of Jason Nelson, who was a war hero. His step father owned the Sunset Garage, so Matt grew up around cars and motorcycles along with a few of his best friends. When Matt turned thirteen years old, they finally told him who his real family was but that didn’t matter to him because Jason was the only father that he ever knew.

By the time that high school hit, he was in and out of the juvenile court system and his grades weren’t that good but he knew cars inside and out. At the age of seventeen he got his first motorcycle. At that point, Matthew had a mile long criminal record and reputation to go with it, but it didn’t seem to phase him at all. Even though he wasn’t smart with school, his mother wouldn’t let him drop out as much as he wanted, she just wouldn’t let him and whatever Lacey said went without question. Matthew graduated at the low of his class, he wasn’t book smart but he was street smart and everyone knew this. Knowing everything that he needed to know about repairing cars from experience.

During one of his runs with illegal parts he got ran off the road, crashing his bike of course he had go to the hospital and thats when he ran into Kelly. She fixed him up and he asked her out, to his surprise she agreed. They went on one date before he was arrested and sent to jail. Everyone went to jail for about four weeks, they served their time but Jason died in prison. Once he got out, he contacted Kelly again and explained what happened to his surprise she seemed okay and chill with it, Matthew started working on cars after he got the garage from his step father’s will when the man died.

Everything was going good, until he got trouble, he ended up going to jail once again but this time it was for having illegal parts in his warehouse. This time he got several months, Kelly ended sending him a letter, stating that she was leaving him and not to come looking for her. Naturally he honored her wishes but felt like he couldn't be in Santa Monica anymore especially when he got out of prison.

Making the decision at twenty years old, he packed up and moved to Virgin River. Opening up his own garage, because well he had the money to do so along with getting a home for himself, he also decided to open up a motorcycle charter in Virgin River, and becoming the leader of it. But this time he was going to do things right, do legal business, not just illegal. At the age of thirty five, he met Jessica Stevenson, the two became something serious quickly even if she was addicted to drugs, Matthew still loved her.

When she became pregnant, he did her best to get her off the drugs but he failed, she tried to kill their baby before he was even born by sticking a needle into her arm. When his son was born premature thanks to the drugs, Matthew knew that was the best day of his life even if he was thirty at the time, he felt like he had everything that he had ever wanted. Couple years went by and they tried to be a family, hell Jessica even announced that she was pregnant again. the pregnancy went easy enough and Jessica was actually off the drugs. Matt thought everything was going well even after his daughter was born. But he had been wrong, lJessica just left without so much as a goodbye, apart of him cared and the other didn’t.

Matthew made the decision to raise his son on his own, he swore not to do any serious relationships because he didn't want to hurt his son or have him get attached to someone that isn't going to stick around. So now he is just living his life, doing his best to try and stay out of trouble and raising his son and running his motorcycle club.

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

My Top 10 list

Favorite Daddy Sex Scandals: Part I

Whether rumored or proven fact, these are a few of my favorite Daddy Sex Scandals.

#10: Megachurch Leader in Mega-sized Sex Scandal

Bishop Earl Paulk, Founder of Chapel Hill Harvester in Decatur, Georgia, was at the center of a sex scandal of biblical dimensions: He slept with his brother's wife and fathered a child by her. All that while sleeping with a number of female members of his congregation and was even accused of child molestation. I don’t approve of what he did, but sleeping with all those women of his congregation, fucking his brother’s wife, getting her pregnant and his brother raise him as his own. That’s straight pimpin. But the child molestation thing coming out completely soured him for me.  

#9: Larry "Wide Stance" Craig

Larry Craig, was a U.S. Senator for 18 years, when he was arrested on June 11, 2007, and charged with lewd conduct in a men’s restroom at the Minneapolis–Saint Paul International Airport. The following months brought a long, sordid, and confusing sequence of angry denials, Craig’s guilty plea to a misdemeanor charge of disorderly conduct, press conferences and more denials, a promise to resign, an attempt to withdraw the guilty plea, a statement that he would not resign after all and a long series of men reporting that Craig had either solicited them for sex or had actually engaged in sex acts with them. I thought he was hot at the time and would probably do him today.

#8: FDR Affairs

Franklin D. Roosevelt was rumored to have had multiple extra-marital affairs beginning in 1914, and continued until he died in 1945 outside his marriage to Eleanor. Roosevelt had polio and was stuck in a chair, but still got ass until he died. That’s straight pimpin. And there’s a real possibility that a romantic relationship existed" between FDR and Princess Märtha of Sweden, who resided in the White House during part of World War II. At least five relationships outside his marriage and maybe even a princess. All while mostly being in a wheelchair. Damn, he’s the man. How could I not admirer FDR.

#7: Jimmy Swaggart Scandal

In 1980s Jimmy Swaggart, a Pentecostal televangelist, attacked televangelist Jim Bakker on past issues and he retaliated by hiring a private investigator to find dirt on Swaggart. Apparently, Swaggart was cheating on his wife with a New Orleans prostitute. Not only that, Swaggart was an avid consumer of porn and experimented with BDSM, all while condemning such "immoral" acts. He was forced to step down from the pulpit in 1986. He was caught three years later with another prostitute. I just remember seeing balling like a baby on tv and laughing my ass off.

#6: Harding’s Lechery

Warren G. Harding, the 29th US president reportedly had at least seven mistresses, the three known were Grace Cross (a former aide), Carrie Phillips (his wife’s best friend) and Nan Britton (She lost her virginity to him when she was twenty and Harding was fifty) who bare a child during the 1910s and early 1920s, prior to his death in 1923. He wrote tawdry letters to all his lovers filled with euphemism and sexual innuendoes (“Jerry” was the code word for his penis.) And he had so many female admirers (nicknamed his lollapaloozas) that his security guards worked overtime, keeping them at bay.  

#5: Frank Gifford Set-Up

In 1997, The Globe tabloid set up the then a 66-year-old veteran football star and ABC Monday Night Football commentator in a two-day tryst with a married 46-year-old TWA flight attendant, Suzen Johnson. I found it hot because all he did was make out, had a blow job and fuck her anally. Which means he prefer hitting the starfish and his wife, Kathy Lee didn’t give it up. And it put a new light on the gay rumors in his past and the fact he’s at least BI.  

#4: Jumbo

Lyndon B. Johnson, the 36th US president had extramarital affairs with multiple women over the years with one allegedly led to pregnancy with a son out of that relationship. This isn’t surprisingly considering that LBJ was known for exposing his genitals (nicknamed Jumbo), whirls it around whenever he’s in the john, shouting “Woo-eee, have you ever seen anything as big as this”, and bragging that he’d had sex with more women than John F. Kennedy—whose exploits were well-known in D.C. One of the reasons why he’s my favor president.

#3: Joe Barton

In November 2017, nude selfie pictures of then US Rep. Barton surfaced online from a video of him masturbating, and sent it along with sexually explicit messages to a women with whom he was having consensual sexual relationships. The photo of Barton, who had pointed his camera upward from below his genitals, next to a text message reading, “I want you soo bad. Right now. Deep and hard.” Reading this and not knowing who he sent it to had me believing he sent it to a man. Wishful thinking on my part.

#2: “Waitress Sandwich” at La Brasserie

In 1985, Senators, Edward M. Kennedy and Christopher J. Dodd reportedly took their dates to a fancy Washington, D.C., restaurant, La Brasserie. Plenty of alcohol had been consumed. Plenty of alcohol had been consumed. When the meal was coming to an end, their dates went to the ladies’ room. A waitress was summoned to the private dining room where Kennedy allegedly picked up the waitress and threw her on the table, knocking plates and other items to the floor. He reportedly lifted her up again and put her on top of Dodd, who was seated in a chair. Kennedy then engaged in an attack that continued until another employee entered the room. That was the kind of shit senators were doing back then.

#1: Poolboy Scandal

The sex scandal rocked Jerry Falwell Jr.'s marriage and ended his stewardship of the evangelical education empire founded by his father, Jerry Falwell Sr.. The guy banging his wife claimed that Jerry enjoyed watching him have sex with her and even claimed that they formed a ‘throuple’ - a polyamorous couple who invite a third person to join their relationship. Jerry, denied that, but you can guess he was at least being cucked. At most joining in. All this is hot to me because of his father. First, because I wanted to fuck him. Second, because he’s turning in his grave.

[tweedlydumbtweedlydoo]

Uncle Bucky (Part 1) | Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: You and Bucky are best friends and he’s like an uncle to your daughter, maybe even more like a father figure to her. Will your relationship ever be more than friends? 

A/N: I got this inspiration after watching the finale of TFATWS and I just knew I had to write this. So here is the first part! Please let me know what y’all think. xx 

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“How am I going to do this, Bucky?” You ask with tears rolling down your cheeks. You were scared, more like terrified. After a one night stand with a guy you’d met months ago, you began feeling horrible. It had been Bucky, your best friend, that suggested you might be pregnant. 

However, you knew the two of you used condoms, but like Bucky said, they sometimes break. He drove you to the store and bought the pregnancy tests and then he drove you home and waited by your side until you saw the results. 

“Doll, you’re going to do fine.. you’re going to be fine.” you hated Bucky sometimes for his calm voice and ability to stay calm in dire situations. His hands cupped your cheeks, “You’re going to be a great mom.” 

“What if I’m not? What if motherhood isn’t cut out for me?” You ask, starting to freak out once more. 

Bucky leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, before locking eyes with you, “You listen to me. You are going to be a great mother. You’re going to be the best you can be and you’re going to rock it. That’s your anxiety talking and it’s not a very reliable source. But me? Your best friend, I’m a reliable source.” He cracks a smile and it makes you laugh, “You’re going to do amazing.” 

“I don’t want to do this alone.”

“I’m going to be there, every step of the way.” He wipes a tear and finally lets go of your cheeks. He didn’t lie, he was there every step of the way. 

He was there for the ultrasounds, the late night cravings, he was there for the morning sickness and the ups and downs of your hormones. He was there when you would decorate the nursery. He and Sam were the ones to put together the furniture, which ended in some arguments between Sam and Bucky on where the pieces went. 

He and Sam painted the nursery since you didn’t need to be around the toxic fumes. He was there for the false labor, rushing you to the hospital but only to be told it was braxton hicks and you could go back home. He was there for the real labor, staying by your side, rubbing your back, feeding you ice chips and keeping a wet cloth on your forehead. He even stayed during the actual birth, even if he thought he was going to pass out. He made you a promise and he wasn’t going to break it. 

Hours later Bucky fell asleep on the couch in the delivery room when a nurse came in to check on you and the baby. She couldn’t help but gush at Bucky. 

“Your husband did great during this..” The nurse gushes to you with a smile, “Lots of men we see check out and don’t do near as much as he did. You got yourself a lucky one.” 

You didn’t correct her, but gazed at Bucky’s sleeping figure, “Yeah, I do.” 

The moment you’d seen Bucky hold your new baby girl, it was the moment everything clicked with you. That was the moment you fell in love with him. 

The doctor placed that small baby onto your bare chest as she wailed. Multiple hands were wiping her off and clearing her throat. Bucky was grinning from ear to ear and had kissed your head, gushing to you, “you did amazing doll. You did so well.” 

The nurse took the baby for a moment and wrapped her in a blanket, before coming back to you and Bucky. “Would you like to hold her?” She directed her question to Bucky who looked down at you for approval. 

You gave a soft nod and watched as the nurse placed her in his arms, telling him how to hold her. “make sure you support her head..” 

He looked terrified, like she would break in his arms. He didn’t hide the fact his eyes burned with tears, “Hi there..” 

And in that moment, you knew you loved him. 

~

Soon after you found out you were pregnant, you and Bucky decided Brooklyn wasn’t the plan anymore and moved out to Delacroix to be with Sam and his family. They were all the two of you had left and you wanted to be with them, especially Sarah since she had already raised two boys on her own. You needed someone like that in your life and this move would provide that. 

A few days later, you were released from the hospital and you sat in the back of the car with your little girl, who you chose to name Ava, and Bucky drove home. However, his grip on the wheel was so tight you could see the knuckles of his flesh hand turning white. He was terrified of something happening and drove under the speed limit. 

“Bucky... you’re driving like an old man.” You tease. 

“We have precious cargo.” He says, looking at you in the rearview mirror, “Plus I am an old man.” 

When you two arrived to your shared home, Sarah, her boys and Sam were there waiting. They’d put up a sign in the yard and were waiting on the porch for y’all. 

Bucky carried the car seat in, you following close behind and Sarah gushed immediately at the sight of the tiny baby in the carseat. 

After the two of you made your way inside and got comfortable on the couch, Bucky stood in the doorway and Sam approached him with a beer. 

“Thanks.” Bucky says, taking it and taking a swig. Bucky gazes lovingly at you where you’re seated next to Sarah on the couch. He watched as you fixed Ava’s hat while she laid in Sarah’s arms. He couldn’t believe you’d done it, given birth to something so perfect and looking so gorgeous during it all. 

Sam takes notice of the love in Bucky’s eyes, “Congratulations, man. She’s beautiful.” 

“She’s not mine.” He says, taking another drink of his beer. 

“Which one?” Sam asks, patting his friend’s shoulder. He knew Bucky loved you, there was no denying that. Bucky confessed he was falling in love with you about 6 months into your pregnancy. He was getting a sneak peak into what a normal life could be for him and to see that life with you? He wanted it. 

You knew that he had to be in love with you, no man would stand by your side during all of this if he didn’t. You were scared though, scared if you acted upon those feelings, would your friendship change? Would it become awkward? What if it didn’t work out and you were left losing not only your lover, but best friend. 

You couldn’t imagine a life without Bucky by your side and you didn’t want to risk it. 

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Sidemen Goes Camping - *Gone wrong*

W2S x Reader Fanfiction/Harry Lewis x Reader Fanfiction

Summary: You accompany your boyfriend and his friends on one of their Sidemen Sunday shoots but your baby boy just can’t wait to meet you.

You had been getting this pain in your abdomen for several hours now, you knew what it could potentially be but they were not getting any closer or any more painful. You decided to bare the pain and hide it from the group so as not to worry anybody.

You and your boyfriend, Harry, found out 6 months ago that you were already 2 and 1/2 months pregnant, and to say both of you were shocked and unprepared was an understatement. However, over the last few months you had both discussed all outcomes and scenarios, making you feel a lot more prepared and calm about the whole situation.

When you told all your close family and friends it made everything do much easier. You especially felt a lot more at ease when you had told Talia, Freya and the rest of the Sidemen. Knowing you had such a close relationship with people who were supporting you the entire way was the best feeling you could’ve had.

But anyway, you were nearing you due date and these pains you were feeling could not have been contractions, your water had not yet broken. You were hoping that it was just Braxton hicks contractions.

You didn’t want to be the reason the boys couldn’t film this week’s camping video. Just because you were feeling a little pain didn’t mean you should interrupt their shooting. You were sat off to the side with Talia and Freya for the past 4 hours whilst the boys were filming, acting as if you guys yourself was camping. Every so often you would see Harry sneaking a look at you before smiling making you forget about the pain for a moment.

It was now 3 hours later and the boys were then finishing their outro to the video when you felt the pains suddenly get worse. Worse to the point you were grimacing in pain and you couldn’t actually speak while it was occurring.

“Y/N what’s the matter?” Asks Freya, now kneeling in front of you.

You couldn’t answer as another contraction hit.

“HARRRYYYY!!!! GET OVER HERE. NOW!” You hear Talia scream loudly.

Hearing Talia shout all the boys and Harry looked over to see what was going on before rushing over to you, clearly panicked.

Harry kneels at your side and grabs your hand as he asks, “Y/N what’s happening?” Worry evident on his face. “Is it the baby?” You both knew what you were having but you chose not to tell everyone, that’s why Harry didn’t use the name you’d already chosen.

You go to tell him it’s fine but another contraction hits making you squeeze Harry’s hand hard causing him to groan in pain and the rest of the group to worry. At the same time you feel the running of water down your legs.

“Guys, I think Y/N’s water has just broke” One of the lads say, you believe it to be Tobi, but you couldn’t actually see who it was.

Everybody starts talking over each other in panic, except for you and Harry who just look at each other smiling before laughing. This causes the group to look at you both as if you were crazy.

“Why are you both laughing whist Y/N is in the middle of having a baby?” Ethan asks confused.

“Because you lot are the ones panicking yet it’s not even your child. Plus me and Harry agreed that when this time came we would take a minute to think about what was about to happen before rushing anywhere and panicking”. Your explanation makes the group smile knowing you and Harry had discussed this. Harry starts to suggest that it was time to get you to a hospital, Kon rushes over with a nervous look on his face.

“Ummmmm... I was trying to organise a way for us to leave but apparently the only entry and exit point has been blocked off by some fallen trees. They’re trying to move it now but they are unsure how long it’s going to take.” Kon rushes to explain.

“What is Y/N meant to do? She can’t have a baby in the middle of a field without any medical support.” Simon panics. Everybody starts trying to make a plan not knowing you’ve already got one.

“Guys!” No-one hears you except Harry, who just squeezes your hand in support.

“Guys!” You say once more, but no-one hears you once again.

“GUUYYSS!!!” Harry screams, gaining all of their attention.

“Thanks Haz. Guys it’s common for women to give birth without medical support. Also my mum’s a midwife I’ve seen her deliver many babies outside of a hospital. Josh, Simon can you go gather the blankets you were using for your video.” They nod, another contractions hit before you can continue.

“JJ, Ethan can you guys empty out that van over there so I’m able to lay down. Tobi, Vik find as many full water bottles you can and then meet us at the van as soon as possible.” All of them head of with urgency to do what was instructed.

“Frey, T, I need you both to help deliver our baby. it’s not going to be pretty and if you don’t want to do it I’ll completely understand.” You say between the heavy breaths you are taking to keep the pain at bay.

“Y/N we’re honestly happy to help”. Talia says grabbing your shoulders as Freya nods in agreement.

About 10 minutes later, you were in the back of the van leaning into Harry’s chest with Freya and Talia by your feet waiting for your baby to make an appearance.

“Y/N I see the head. I think you need to push now okay?” Freya Says.

After a few minutes of pushing you heard the cry of your baby boy. You look and see Freya and Talia smiling happily whilst wrapping him up in a blanket before handing him over to you and Harry.

“We’ll give you three a minute. Also congratulations mum and dad.” They smile before heading out.

“Y/N, look at him. He’s perfect. I can’t believe we made him, also I’m so proud of you for carrying him and then pushing him out in the weirdest of places”. Harry beams whilst kissing both you and your new son on your foreheads.

“Well, our son wanted to make an entrance in an unusual way, just lie his daddy”. You say with a smirk. Before kissing Harry and then both of you look at your son with so much love and affection.

An hour later an ambulance arrived and took you, your baby boy (Reuben Lewis) and Harry to the hospital whilst the boys offered to pack up and meet you there later.

When they entered the hospital room later that day, you noticed they bought balloons and gifts but what you noticed more was the instant smiles on their faces at seeing Harry holding his son.

“Sorry about the rental van guys. I’ll pay for any damages cost and Talia and Freya thank you for helping deliver little Reuben into the world”. At earing his name they all gasp before smiling even wider.

“Y/N, Harry that’s a lovely name and also don’t worry about the van. I’ve already called the company and they said not to worry about any additional charges as due to the circumstances they wouldn’t charge us”. Josh offered the information, instantly easing your mind that you hadn’t got them into trouble with the company.

You all spent the rest of the night laughing about the experience and how panicked all the boys were. JJ even offered a joke about Harry being the baby of the group yet he has a baby before the rest of them.

You look over to Harry holding your son whilst talking to the group and you just couldn’t imagine a better guy to be the father to your child. You knew you’d be okay so long as Harry was by your side.

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BTS Reaction || You Don’t Want Kids [Request]

BTS X Fem!Reader

A/N: I am in no way saying it’s a bad thing to either want or not want kids! It’s down to everyone’s personal feelings on the subject

Seokjin:

Pacing around the bathroom was all you could do to try and calm yourself down, you'd been feeling so sick lately which you thought would pass with time but then you noticed how late you were to your period and you realised what was happening. One of your worst fears could have been coming true at any given moment,

"How long has it been?" You questioned your best friend who was sitting on the other side of your phone, you'd taken the test and laid it face down on the counter so you couldn't see it. You didn't want to see it. This was the one test that had the chance to ruin your life,

"50 seconds since the last time you asked. Why aren't you doing this with Jin?" That was a good question, you knew you should have been with him but you couldn't. Not when having kids wasn't something you wanted.

"He's out-" The door to the bathroom tried to be pushed open but it was locked,

"Babe?" You hung up the phone and threw the test into the bin beside the sink trying to fix your face to make it look like you'd hadn't been crying for the last ten minutes.

"Yeah?" You questioned as you pulled the bathroom door open and looked up at him, he held up a bag in the air.

"I got you some anti-sickness tablets. Gingernut biscuits. The lady in the store said it'll help with cramps," You told him that all of this was because you were on your period, it was the only explanation you could give to him.

"Thanks, you can take it-" You stopped talking when you noticed that his gaze was fixated on something behind you.

"Are you?" You frowned looking over your shoulder, you'd left the box out on the side when you were in a rush to let him into the room, you looked down at your hands as you took in a deep breath.

"I-I don't know. Jin I'm scared." You whimpered as you finally let all the tears go that you'd been holding back for a while, he pulled you into his arms kissing the top of your head. The pair of you were in an agreement where kids were concerned, he didn't want to have any and neither did you. It had been one of the things you'd talked about in earlier days before moving forward with the relationship. Jin stated that he didn't want kids because he wanted to focus on his career and you and you told him about your fears of being a bad mother.

"I think it's been enough time, I should check the test." You mumbled into his chest as you pushed away from his chest and went to get the test from the bin.

"Turn it over," You should sense the nervousness in his voice so you turned it quickly and looked at the screen.

"Not pregnant." Was flashing back at you which made you smile in relief throwing down the stick into the bin and turning to pull Jin into another tight hug.

Yoongi:

It wasn't you that had brought the topic up for discussion it was the boys. You'd all been joking around in the dorms about your future when the subject of children came up into it all and you laughed it off saying you didn't want to have kids. At first, Yoongi brushed it off not wanting to bring it up in front of everyone but as soon as you got back to your shared apartment he had to question you on what you said.

"What did you mean when you said you didn't want kids?" His question was self-explanatory but you looked over at him from the wardrobe, you were getting ready for bed when he brought it up.

"That I don't...want kids?" You questioned, you thought what you said made sense but the frown on Yoongi's face told you otherwise.

"Ever?" You slowly began walking over to the bed and sat down beside him. This wasn't something that you and Yoongi had ever discussed since you'd only been dating for about 6 months.

"Never," You whispered unsure on how he was feeling about this. His face was giving away no indications as to what he was feeling about what you were saying to him. Truth be told he wasn't sure how he was supposed to feel about it. The thought of having kids had never bothered Yoongi before now, he'd thought about it in the distant future but he never put real thought into it.

"Do you want kids?" You questioned as you got under the covers and continued to watch Yoongi who was frowning,

"Not yet." Yet. That was the downfall of this. There was a chance he wanted kids. A chance you didn't want to have.

"Yoongi-"

"Do you think you would ever change your mind?" You shook your head at his question softly, it was something you'd felt strongly about for years. Yoongi began nodding his head as he stared down at the covers, he was trying to think everything over. Trying to think about if Kids was something he wanted or something he'd been brainwashed into thinking he wanted.

"Yoongi we should-"

"I don't want kids either," It came out more rushed than he intended it to but he was serious about it,

"No, Yoongi. You don't have to think about it now...We can talk about it and we can be adults about-"

"What's there to talk about? We can have fur babies right?" The thought of being surrounded by dogs instead of crying children was starting to become more appealing by the second to Yoongi. The thought of having another Holly around, someone to keep him company while he was away at work.

"Y-Yeah," You stuttered not expecting him to react so well to this, he just smiled and leant forward to kiss your lips.

"Then fur babies are enough for me," He chuckled as he kissed you over and over again, laying you down on the bed below him.

Hoseok:

Family events were always met with dread in your household, the constant questioning on where you were in your relationship with Hoseok. Why you weren't married yet, why you were waiting so long to get engaged at least and the greatest one of all. Why you hadn't had kids yet. A baby was placed on your lap as you sat with Hoseok in the living room,

"Watch him." Your cousin whimpered as she rushed to the bathroom to pee, she was pregnant with her fourth child.

"Look at you!" Your auntie yelled as she saw you bouncing your cousins baby up and down on your knee, waving your fingers around in front of his face and smiling at him.

"You're going to be a great mother, when are you having kids?" The questioned was directed at Hoseok this time, they knew how shy he was around them and would tell them anything they wanted to hear if it meant they would approve of him.

"I'm not sure, we're still young-" Your brother's loud laughter cut Hoseok off from talking about it and you stared at your younger brother who was shaking his head.

"Y/n doesn't want her own kids, she hates babies." You frowned looking at him and silently begging that he would shut up. The discussion of babies hadn't been brought up yet and you were hoping you could continue to ignore the discussion altogether but it was only a matter of time.

"You don't want kids?" Hoseok questioned slowly, the living room fell into an awkward silence and your auntie took the baby away from you.

"Let's talk somewhere else," You took Hoseok by the hand and lead him up to your old childhood bedroom,

"Didn't you think that was something we needed to discuss?" He was angry and he had every right to be angry with you,

"I didn't think it was important yet-"

"What? Y/n, that's our future you're talking about. I want babies, in fact, I want four." Your mouth fell open as you heard that he wanted four babies, the thought of having one was enough to scare you into never having sex again.

"Hobi, it's not something I want...Before you ask no, I'll never change my mind." You had reasoning behind not wanting to have kids, the fear of never been good enough and seeing what it's done to your family and their relationships was enough to put you off kids forever.

"If I have kids I'll never have my own freedom...My own life." He shook his head as he listened to you, you knew it was deemed selfish by some people but it wasn't something you wanted.

"Will you ever change your mind on the matter?" You shook your head looking up at him sadly, you knew what was about to happen, your mother had warned you it would happen if you ever told someone you didn't want to have kids.

"No," Your voice came out as barely a whisper and Hoseok wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head and sighing. You both knew what this ultimately meant for you both but it didn't have to be right here and now,

"We'll finish this later...Okay?" He questioned looking down into your eyes, you knew it meant things would end as soon as the day was out so you prayed the day would go on longer and last as long as possible.

Namjoon:

The topic of your future together with Namjoon had been coming up frequently in the last couple of days. He'd asked you to marry him and, of course, you said yes since he was the love of your life. You were in the middle of talking about the future plans, how you wanted to travel for a while before marrying him and then it got onto the harder questions.

"How many kids do you want?" He meant it as a small innocent question since it was something everyone knew he wanted. Everyone knew how badly Namjoon wanted to be a father, you'd known it too but you'd pushed it deep down inside of you. Having kids wasn't something you wanted in life.

"I-I don't really want...Any." As soon as the words left your mouth Namjoon stopped talking and looked at you, his mouth was hanging open a little as he tried to comprehend what you said.

"Joonie?" He shook his head as he tried to wrap his head around it,

"But you know I want kids, don't you? It's- It's not something I want to put off," The reality was starting to set in. That you and Namjoon couldn't have a future together unless you gave him something he'd always wanted, something he'd wanted for the longest time.

"Is this just a 'I don't want kids' thing now? Or forever?" His voice was cracking as he stared into your eyes, this was something you should have discussed before getting engaged but the subject had never come up. Whenever it came up in your brain you pushed it away, focussing on how much you loved Namjoon.

"I never want to have kids," Your voice came out as barely a whisper and Namjoon leant back against the sofa he was sitting on in defeat.

"Why?" The question that everyone asked whenever you told them you didn't want to have kids,

"I-I just don't want them, the thought of carrying a baby for nine months is scary enough and then what if I'm not good enough-"

"What if you are good enough? Y/n! You'd be a fantastic mother," You knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to do what everyone else around you did whenever they found out that you didn't want to have children. Convince you that you were wrong.

"So it's a deal-breaker for you? If I don't want kids..."

"You don't think you'll ever change your mind?" You shook your head, it was never something you wanted but you wanted Namjoon to be happy, for that to happen it meant ending things so he could find someone to fit his life better.

"We know what we have to do, don't we?" He whispered to you as he looked up at you, you were twirling the engagement ring around your finger as you nodded.

"C-Can we just have tonight together, one night to say goodbye?" He stuttered out to you as he moved closer to you.

"One night to end things on good terms." You agreed with him, leaning your head on his shoulder as you tried not to cry just yet.

It was one night together that helped you both end on good terms, you wanted Namjoon to find someone better and you agreed to stay friends - whether that stuck or not was a different subject.

Jimin:

There was a small baby shower happening for Namjoon and his wife as they got ready to have their first child together, of course, that meant that all of his wife's friends with kids were around the party as well and you'd been left to sit with them on the sofa.

"Where's your little one?" One of the mothers questioned as she bounced a baby on her leg, you swallowed the lump that was in your throat and then shook your head,

"Oh, I don't have or want any kids." You whispered nervously as they looked at you, from past experiences mothers didn't turn to react well whenever you told them this information. You could already see the wheels in their heads turning as they all gave you dirty looks as though they were better than you because they wanted children in their lives.

"Does Jimin know that?" The first mother questioned, her tone was bitchy but you looked at her. She was pointing over your shoulder, you glanced back to see Jimin touching Namjoon's wife's bump while bouncing a child on his hip. The giant smile on his face was something you loved seeing,

"He does, h-he respects that I don't want them." They all hummed in disagreement with the statement and you were left to your own thoughts, the conversation had come up with Jimin before and he told you he wasn't bothered about having children but seeing the way he was around them. It made your heart fall at the thought of taking that away from him so you turned away again.

You were walking up to the house when Jimin finally decided to break the silence that had been hanging over you both since you left the party.

"What's going on baby? You've been so quiet." The sniffle you did, alerted him that something was wrong instantly and he rushed you into your shared home,

"What's wrong?" He panicked forcing you to look at him as he cupped your face in his hands, you shook your head doing anything you could to move away from him but he wasn't letting it happen any time soon.

"Tell me what's bothering you-"

"You want kids, everyone can see it," He frowned, letting you go and watching as you walked away from him.

"All the mums at the party could tell you wanted kids...I-I don't want to be the reason you don't have a family in the future. I don't want you to hate me because I don't want kids." He rushed over to you shaking his head as he heard what it was that was truly bothering you,

"No, no baby. Please don't think like that. I will never hate you...I don't need kids to have a family, you're my family." You sighed hearing him tell you this, you didn't want to be the reason he put things on hold.

"All I need is you." He whispered before kissing your lips softly so you could no longer fight him back on it.

Taehyung:

The guilt had been weighing down on your chest all week since the interview that the boys had done it was just some small TV interview and they were asked questions about their future lives. All of the guys saying the same thing - that they wanted kids which instantly made you sick with worry and guilt as Taehyung seemed to be one of the most excited ones at the prospect of having kids.

"Tae?" You questioned late one night he was laying beside you reading a book on something -- You hadn't been paying attention when he told you what it was since you were busy worrying.

"Yes, darling?" He sat up on the bed, shuffling back so that his back was pressed against the headboard of the bed.

"Did you mean it the other day? When you said you wanted kids?" Your voice came out as a stutter, you'd been trying to think of the best way to bring this subject up all week and nothing seemed right. It was a serious topic that couldn't just be dropped randomly into a conversation.

"I did, why? Are you pregnant?!" The excitement in his voice only made you feel worse for what you were about to tell him, it broke your heart knowing you were about to shatter his future dreams with you. This was something you'd never told anyone before, it wasn't something you wanted everyone to know.

"N-No, I'm not. I don't want to be either?" It came out as a question which struck Taehyung with confusion as he looked at you trying to work out what you were saying to him.

"You don't want kids?" You heard how hurt he sounded by it and you wanted to cry but you nodded your head.

"I should have told you before now...Before we got so deep into our relationship but- It's not something I ever see myself doing." You whispered as you looked up at him, you didn't want to see the hurt on his face but you had to know what he was thinking.

"You don't want kids, ever?" You nodded in agreement with him and he rubbed the back of his neck, he always respected every decision you'd make without questioning it but this time he needed to know the rationalising behind it.

"Why?" That was the million-dollar question that you had an answer for,

"I-I don't think I'd be good at it? It's not something I-I ever see myself doing?" It sounded as though you were questioning yourself, which you weren't, this was something you felt strongly about and nothing would ever change that.  Taehyung was unreadable as he stared down at the covers surrounding you both,

"Not even in the future?" His question came out shakey and you shook your head.

"I-Is this a problem?" The reality began to settle in that you might want different futures and not having kids could be a deal-breaker to him, he stayed silent for a couple of seconds as he thought about it all.

"I don't want you out of my life...If not having kids is how I keep you then so be it," That sentence didn't make you feel any better about what was happening,

"Tae this is serious, you can't just say that now. What if you regret it in the future. I don't want you to hate me-"

"I don't want a future if you're not in it, I love you and nothing in this world or universe could stop that," He kissed the top of your head, forcing you to relax in his arms.

Jungkook:

Jungkook's laugh came out louder than usual as he sat across from on the sofa in your shared apartment. You'd been watching movies together all night trying to have a relaxing time together and you'd just finished 'The Waitress' when you decided to tell him you didn't want to have kids.  Throughout the movie, he'd commented about how "all women wanted to have kids." Which wasn't true in your case but now he was laughing to himself as you told him that you didn't want them. You knew he wasn't trying to be malicious about it and he just thought you were kidding so you didn't get upset with him.

"You can't be serious, everyone wants kids Y/n." You frowned as he continued to laugh the way he was but it just wasn't true for you. The thought of having a baby wasn't something that appealed to you, even as a kid when other people had baby dolls you didn't. The maternal instinct had never been something you possessed.

"Jungkook...I'm serious, I-I don't want kids. What's so funny about that?" As soon as he realised the sincerity in your voice he stopped laughing and stared at you, his face was unreadable as he stared you dow. You didn't know what to do so you just looked away from him, you didn't want to feel any worse about this than you already did.

"I should have told you before now, you always wanted kids-" His hand moved slowly and he placed it on top of yours. You stopped yourself from talking too much or rambling on when you felt him touch you. Whenever you told someone that you didn't want children in the past they would go on some kind of word rampage about how you didn't mean it but Jungkook was different, you could see in his eyes that he was different from them.

"We don't have to have kids baby," You frowned hearing the words fall from his lips, you were sure you'd heard him talking about wanting kids in the future. This wasn't something you wanted to take away from him and have him regret years later down the line.

"But you want kids, Kookie I don't want you to say no to that because I don't want them," He shook his head at your words, cupping your face in his hands as he stared into your eyes. He began rubbing his thumb along your cheeks as he looked at you, he wanted you to see how serious he was about this. You knew he could never lie to you, whenever he did lie he'd avoid eye contact.  

"What I want is you in my life, if kids don't come with that then I'm okay with it. I love you Y/n," You relaxed against his touch leaning your face into his hands as you tried not to tear up so much at what he was saying to you.

"Besides, we can always get dogs or cats...Even one of those giant iguana's." He said excitedly as he began listing off all the different pets you could have instead of having kids. He didn't once question you on your reasoning behind it as many others did before him. It was comforting not having to explain it, that he understood your wishes and he was willing to go along with them.  

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Moving On (1/?)

Summary: you have to confront your past....what could go wrong

Characters: former Bucky Barnes x reader, current ?? x reader, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Sam Wilson, Wanda Maximoff, Steve Rogers

A/N:  here is the angsty piece, it will have at least 2 more chapters; does not follow any MCU story line; flashback in italics; attempting an MCU/SPN crossover; let me know if you want to be tagged in the next chapters

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Pulling up to the compound you weren’t sure what you expected, but surprisingly you were a lot calmer than you had anticipated.  You hadn’t seen most of the team in the 4 years since you moved to the SHIELD office in DC and you were excited but so much had changed.  You took a deep breath and grabbed your bags before exiting the car and heading inside.    

Tony greeted you immediately with a huge hug, it always amazed you how calming his hugs would make you, you pulled away after a quick kiss to the cheek and followed him through the compound.  “Your accommodations are right this way” he told you with a smirk.  “Wow, billionaire, genius and bellhop?  I wasn’t expecting that” you giggled.  

“I expect a good tip” Tony remarked as you followed him to the elevator.  “How about I pay you with kisses from your favorite niece?” you asked as you pressed a kiss to your daughters head “once she wakes up that is”  “That is perfect payment!  She looks even bigger than when i last saw her” he mentioned gazing at her as you all headed out of the elevator.  

“Morgan has been asking all week when you were arriving, I think there is a tea party scheduled for this afternoon”   

“Well, that works for me, I’m honestly surprised she’s still sleeping.  What time is the briefing?” you asked as you headed into the apartment followed by Kevin, carrying your bags, and Tony.   

“About 10 minutess, I can push it back if you need to settle in but I thought you might want to rip the band aid off, so to speak” he smirked.   “No, Kevin will be here with her, I can freshen up quick and be on our way” you smiled as you settled your daughter in the crib Tony had waiting for you.  “GIve me 5 minutes, and I’ll be ready” you headed into the bathroom to wash up quickly.  

Chatting with Tony on the way to the conference room felt like you had never left, you loved working with him and missed seeing him on a daily basis, but you had actually grown much closer to him since you had moved away.   You took a deep breath before entering the room and looked around to all the Avengers eagerly awaiting Tony’s arrival and the start of the meeting.  

“Ok, we can start, Special Agent Y/L/N, will be running the show” Tony announced as he made his way to the head of the table.  You smiled looking around the room, your eyes landing on his before you walked in and got to work.  Clearing your throat you began handing out the briefing you created “this is my surveillance notes for Mr. Dick Roman over the last 4 years, he has various aliases depending on what country he is in, but no matter where he is, he leaves a mess in his path when he leaves”  

“Hold up, you are not coming in here and talking about so whack job, being all Ms Business without even a proper hello”  You chuckled “I’m sorry Wilson, I wanted to get through the briefing so that we can properly form a plan before getting into personal greetings, but if you need a hug Sammy, I am more than willing to oblige” you stated as you walked towards him.  

“Damn right I do” Sam responded while pulling you into a bone crushing hug “and it’s Special Agent now, huh?  Running up the ranks in DC, I see” he winked at you as he placed a kiss on your forehead.  “What can I say?  I guess they like me” you shrugged as you stepped back.  

“And who wouldn’t” Steve quipped as he pulled you into a hug “we all miss you” he whispered in your ear before kissing your cheek.  “Thanks Steve” you turned toward Bucky who was awkwardly standing behind you.  

“Got a hug for me, doll?” he asked almost as if he was afraid of you.  “Of course, Bucky” you hugged him and as soon as he touched you, all the months of incredible memories between the two of your flashed in your mind as if they were just yesterday.  

You took a deep breath before releasing him “you look good, Buck, I like the short hair” you smiled before being pulled into a triple hug with Wanda and Nat. Laughing immediately when they started tickling you.   “Ok, please stop” you squeal.  “And this is why I was wanting to get through the documents first” you shook your head and got back to work.  

It was only about an hour later when you all decided to break for lunch and head to the common area.  You heard crying as soon as the elevator doors opened and knew the inevitable had happened.  Rushing into the room you find Kevin trying to rock Joy in his arms, trying to calm her down.   Reaching over you rubbed her back, when she looked up and whimpered “mama!’  

“I’m sorry, she woke up a few minutes ago and was a bit disoriented, we tried reading a book and singing but she wasn’t having any of it” Kevin told you with a sympathetic smile.  “It’s ok, I figured the new space might be a bit confusing.  You’re ok, right, Joy?” you asked as she climbed in your lap and wrapped her arms around your neck.  Mumbling something in your neck you couldn’t understand, but you heard her sniffles and the attempt to regulate her breathing.  

“It’s ok, mama’s here now” you hummed in her hair as you rubbed her back.  Looking up you came across a variety of faces, some confused, some shocked and some in awe of the sweet moment.   “Sweetie, do you want to meet mommy’s friends?” you ask hoping the change in subject will help calm her down. She huffed a no in your neck and tightened her grip.   

“Oh, but uncle Tony is here and he said that Morgan wants to have a tea party, but you can’t do that clinging to my neck” you told her softly.  She pulled away to look at you “unca-to-ee an mogan uh heew” you hummed confirmation before she slowly turned around to the room full of people watching your interaction. She gasped when she saw Tony “unca-to-ee! An Nat!” she shouted before climbing down and running to her two favorite Avengers.  

“Thank you Kevin. You can enjoy the rest of your day in the city, I got it from here”  you patted his leg and rose from the couch to follow Joy over to the group.  “You’re sure? I don’t mind sticking around” he responded only for you to quirk an eyebrow at him “of course you’re sure, I’m out, call me if you need me” he responded shaking his head at the fact that he questioned you.  

“So, everyone, this is Joy, Joy sweetie, these are mommy’s friends” you told her “can you say hi?”  “Hi fwens” she shouted as she waved at everyone.  “I hungee, can i hav a nack?” she asked as she looked up at Nat.  “Of course you can!  Let’s see what we can find” she told her before sweeping her up in her arms and heading to the kitchen, Wanda and Tony following behind.  Bucky, Sam and Steven were still in a bit of shock.  

“You have a daughter” Steve stated  “She’s adorable, Y/N, she looks just like you” Sam told you with a wink before heading to the kitchen.  “Thanks, she is a handful, but completely worth it” you responded with a soft smile.  

“How old is she?” Bucky asks, almost frightened of the answer.  “She just turned two last month” you smile remembering the fun little party you threw for her.  “So she’s not…” he started to say but trailed off, with a look that you didn’t recognize, not sure if it was relief or disappointment.  

“No, Bucky, she isn’t yours, I would have told you if that was a possibility” you respond softly.  “Sure” he states before looking at his feet.  “Yes, if i was pregnant with your child, I would have told you” you were defensive now, that he would think otherwise.  “I can’t do this right now, I thought we could work together and be civil but I guess I was wrong” you state as you head towards the kitchen hearing him mumble something under his breath you stop in your tracks.  Turning toward him you walk over slowly, as if you were afraid to spook an animal ‘what did you say?  I couldn’t hear you”  He took a deep breath before looking at you “I said go, that’s what you’re good at” And just like that you were transported back to the day when everything in your relationship crashed 

“Doll, we need to talk?” he stated as he sat down next to you on the couch.  “Okay, what’s going on Bucky?”  “I really care about you Y/N, but I don’t think this is working, I think it’s best if we go back to being just friends” he tells you, barely looking you in the eye.  “Oh…. and why the change?  I thought things were good” you respond trying to keep yourself from crying .  “Nothing changed, it’s just not working” he responds again remaining vague and just expecting you to agree.  

“Is there someone else?” you whisper knowing that something had to have prompted him to dump you after dating for the last 6 months, the best 6 months of your life, but apparently not his.  “No, there’s no one else, I wouldn’t do that to you” he tells you reaching for your hand to comfort you but you pull away.  

“Come on Bucky, we’ve been friends for years, I’ve seen the women you’ve been with, I’m not stupid” you spat at him, knowing there was always a prettier woman on his arm the moment he got bored with what you used to refer to as his flavor of the month.  “There is no one else, Y/N, I promise you” he’s nearly pleading with  you to believe him.   You shake your head as you stand up, the tears rolling down your cheeks now, but you don’t care.  

“That’s actually worse, you’d rather be alone than with me” you chuckle humorlessly as you head toward the elevator, you had to get out of here before breaking down completely.  “Don’t touch me!” you screech as he lays his hand on your shoulder.  

“Doll, I’m sorry, but I still want to be friends, we’ve been friends for years, I still care about you”  he tries to console you but at this point you feel so rejected that you want nothing but to get away from him.  

“I don’t care what you want, you certainly don’t care about me” you yell just as Sam, Steve and Nat come in to see what the yelling is about.  “What’s going on?” Steven asked, looking concerned.  

"Nothing important, just your friend getting rid of his latest fling" you bitterly spit out as you glare at Bucky. "Have a nice life Barnes" then you are stepping into the elevator just as Natasha comes in before the doors close.  You start sobbing and she pulls you into a hug.

"What the hell man?" Sam asks as Bucky drops his head and leaves the room.

"You are the one that ended us, don't make me be the bad guy for taking a job out of town to try and get over you" you tell him barely above a whisper.  Bucky looks at you with regret "I messed up, but I find out from Nat that you aren't even in the state any more. I didn't get a chance to fix things, to fix us" he tells you reaching out for you.  

You just shake your head "Fix us? When were you planning on doing that?  Between which supermodel did you even remember my name?" you spat as his eyes widened.  "Not even a week after you were done with me did I have to see you with another one of your flings, so don’t stand there and pretend like you wanted to fix anything.  You got bored, like you always do, and you tossed me aside.”  

“That’s what you think?  I got bored and moved on?” he questioned looking hurt.  “What else am I supposed to think, Bucky?  You gave me no explanation, nothing.  You were just done with me.  So, yes, I took a job at the SHIELD office in DC so that i didn’t have to watch the man I loved parade around all the beautiful women who were just waiting in line for their turn” you tell him as you think back on making the decision to leave all of your friends and colleagues in NY.  

“Loved? As in past tense?”  he questioned.  

“Yes, honestly Bucky, we knew each other for so long that when we started dating, I thought you were it for me.  You knew all my baggage and dirty secrets and you still wanted to be with me, that had to mean something, right?  But it wasn’t meant to be”  you whisper and feel the tears pricking the back of your eyes.  

“We still could, we could start over, I owe you an explanation, but it’s not too late” he tells you, pleading for you to give him a second chance.  

To say you were shocked by his statement would be an understatement, you hadn’t spoken in 4 years and now he wants a second chance but before you can respond, Joy comes running back in the room. “Mama, com on, is yunch time!” she says as she grabs your hand and pulls you toward the kitchen.  

Lunch was more relaxing than you expected, especially after the short conversation you had with Bucky.  This isn’t what you expected today, not that you really knew what to expect but him asking for a second chance after all this time, really surprised you.  By the time lunch was over, Joy had more energy than normal, she was quickly acclimating to her new surroundings and loving all the extra attention.  

Walking over to Bucky after cleaning up your plate “Look, we should talk, but this mission takes priority.  When Roman is under lock and key, you and I can sit down and try to restore our friendship, but until then, we need to remain professional and leave our personal lives out of this.”  Bucky only nodded in return as he watched you pick up your daughter and head out of the room.  

PART 2

[klarolinelibrary]

Hi KC readers,

We have decided to create a list of KC stories that were updated during the week which we plan to share every Friday. This is one of the ways we plan to promote different KC authors and stories in our community. 

For our first weekly releases, we have collected stories on FFN and AO3 that were updated during the week of April 16 - April 10! We hope you enjoy the new stories.

Happy reading!

FFN

He's got you mesmerised (while i die)

Author: klavscaroline

Rating: T

Length: Drabble

Summary: You gave him your sweater, it's just polyester. But you like him better a.k.a. unrequited carolijah (high school au)

Date of update: April 10 2021

Klaus POV - The Trouble with Spells (chapter 20)

Author: ilovetf

Rating: M

Length: Multi Chapter

Summary: The Trouble with Spells as seen through Klaus's eyes and his POV. Over the years, people kept liking this story and some even asked for Klaus POV, so I decided to give it a try. Hope you enjoy it. All feedback is more than welcome. Good or bad.

Date of update: April 10 2021

Black Roses (Chapter 29)

Author: xKlaroStylesx  

Rating: M

Length: Multi Chapter

Summary: Vampires, witches and werewolves are welcomed at the Whitmore Academy for the Supernaturally Gifted but that doesn't mean they all welcome each other. Ambitious student witch Caroline Forbes shares a mutual loathing with arrogant yet mysterious vampire Klaus Mikaelson. A spiral of events occur when their two dueling worlds collide and a life changing connection is formed.

Date of update: April 13 2021

Our darkest moments (Chapter 8)

Author: CookieDuo

Rating: M

Length: Multi Chapter

Summary: Discovering her entire life has been a lie, Caroline is determined to find out the truth and travels to the small town Mystic Falls in search of answers. Meanwhile, in the woods outside of Mystic Falls, a "monster" prays on unsuspecting young woman. In time the connection between the two becomes clear... Dark Klaroline!

Date of update: April 14 2021

A Failed Sacrifice (Chapter 3)

Author: CookieDuo

Rating: M

Length: Multi Chapter

Summary: She ruined the sacrifice to save her own life, and in order to survive she turned to the only other vampire who'd been able to survive the wrath of Klaus Mikaelson. She gets away, and learns from the master, but when Klaus eventually catches up to her, her life will never be the same again.

Date of update: April 16 2021

AO3

Always Finding Trouble

Author: Cupcakemolotov

Raiting: M

Length: Drabble

Summary: Assassins in love were so cliche, but here she was. Married, even.

Date of update: April 10 2021

In Your Hands

Author: ThrowMeAStory

Raiting: E

Lenght: Drabble

Summary: 4x16 au, Part 6. The date.

Date of update: April 10 2021

The blood in your mouth

Author: perfectpro

Raiting: T

Lenght: Drabble

Summary: After Liz Forbes's untimely death, Caroline finds herself at the helm of her mother's empire. She's been trained for this role, but Klaus Mikaelson is a man she hadn't known to expect.

Date of update: April 10 2021

I AM SORRY BABY 2

Author: wincefish16

Raiting: Not rated

Lenght: Drabble

Summary: CONTINUATION OF I AM SORRY BABY. THIS WILL FOCUS ON KLAUS'S CHEMO AND THE PROBLEMS THAT COME WITH IT.

Date of update: April 11 2021

Give Me A Sign (Chapter 2)

Author: PumpkinDoodles

Raiting: M

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: Caroline Forbes is happy that she left founders' parties, competition over guys she'd known since elementary school, and even Mystic Falls itself behind years ago. She's not second-best to Elena anymore. Even Liz would be proud of her new life working on the side of the law. Mostly. (If you need to compel someone into giving up stolen goods, is it really a crime?). Of course he's the one person from her past who comes looking for her. Klaus does that.

Date of update: April 11 2021

The Wolf II (Chapter 31)

Author: Yokan

Raiting: E

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: The Guerreras' threat still looms over the Mikaelson house as Caroline tries to adapt to life as a vampire, away from her daughter. But an unexpected family reunion makes everything worse, taking away the little peace Klaus, Caroline and Elijah managed to find after the war that nearly broke them. [It's The Originals Season 2, but Caroline was a witch, had Klaus' baby and now she's a vampire. Klaroline, obviously.]

Date of update: April 11 2021

A smutty anniversary (Chapter 5)

Author: kcatdino

Raiting: E

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: Caroline and Klaus celebrate 3 months together with a day full of smut.

Date of update: April 11 2021

One of a Kind, Two of a Kind, or the Three Musketeers (Chapter 9)

Author: Phandancee74

Raiting: T

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: Caroline recognizes how hard it is for Elena to be a doppelgänger, her fate predestined as well as her face. It's pretty tough being the last of your kind too though, and Caroline is determined to protect them both, with some very helpful Bennetts on their side. A fic that integrates Malivore and the larger supernatural universe into TVD from the start.

Date of update: April 11 2021

Humanity (Chapter 8)

Author: FandomizedArtist

Raiting: Not rated

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: Now with the power of an Original vampire Lucien had everything, everything except his complete revenge on the all mighty Klaus Mikaelson. With the help of a witch he had tracked down the only woman who in thousands of years Klaus had fallen in love with. Miss Caroline Forbes. Adding her name to his list of evil todo’s he created the plan to kidnap, drain the vervain and compel the newbie vampire to be his. In this fanfiction Klaus does have hope but Caroline did not have Alaric’s twins.

Date of update: April 12 2021

Magics Miracle (Chapter 5)

Author: 1Jemmagirl22

Raiting: T

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: Caroline is in Paris with out her humanity after the death of her mother. It seems her friends aren't happy with her new state so they inform the one person capable of turning her emotions back on. Klaus. When a prophecy about a second Tribrid comes about in New Orleans, shock to sweeps through the city. It seems nature doesn't consider Hope such an abomination after all as an even greater one is about to be created. The hands of power are changing and when they're done even the worlds most powerful witches won't be able to stop it.

Date of update: April 12 2021

We are young (Chapter 11)

Author: kcatdino

Raiting: T

Lenght: One shots

Summary: Basically, Klaroline flirt in front of their kids who they are barely older than, and Landon is appropriately confused. Edit: Now a series of one-shots!

Date of update: April 12 2021

When Blood Calls for Blood

Author: Cupcakemolotov

Raiting: M

Lenght: Drabble

Summary: At sixteen, Caroline helped kill monsters. Hers, his, and theirs. Ten years later, and Klaus returns to Mystic Falls with unfinished business.

Date of update: April 12 2021

The War of Succession

Author: BelleMorte180

Raiting: E

Lenght: One shot

Summary: When King William I dies without a living male child, the whole of England spends two generations at war over who is the true heir to the throne, sending the houses of Lockwood and Mikaelson into battle. When the love of her life is slain in battle, Caroline realizes that her hand is betrothed to the victor since she is the only grandchild of the late king. Upon her wedding to the new king, she vows that she will hate him for all eternity but time is a fickle thing and so it the heart. Written for Au Season Enemies to Lovers. Kind of based off the War of the Roses.

Date of update: April 14 2021

Some ancient call that i've answered before (Chapter 2)

Author: klarrolines

Raiting: T

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: According to Greek mythology, humans were created with four arms, four legs, and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves. Or all the lives throughout time that Klaus and Caroline found each other in.

Date of update: April 14 2021

Soulmate visions (Chapter 3)

Author: kcatdino

Raiting: T

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: On your soulmate's eighteenth birthday, you see through their eyes for an hour, but they don’t know. And if your soulmate turns eighteen before you are even born, you never get a vision. Klaus gets his soulmate vision right after he orders Tyler to bite Caroline on her birthday.

Date of update: April 15 2021

World Enough and Time

Author: perfectpro

Raiting: E

Lenght: Drabble

Summary: Caroline is perfection in and of itself, and Klaus thinks that he could search the world twice over and never find a creature so endlessly fascinating, so perfectly enigmatic that he is still finding things to learn about her a thousand years later. Or, what gift is suitable to celebrate the passing of a thousand years?

Date of update: April 15 2021

LITTLE TENSE

Author: wincefish16

Raiting: T

Lenght: Drabble

Summary: PROMPT- HUMAN MARRIED KLAROLINE. THINGS ARE NOT LOOKING GOOD IN THEIR RELATIONSHIP. DAMON IS CAROLINE'S BROTHER AND KLAUS'S BEST FRIEND. HE TRIES TO FIX THINGS BETWEEN THEM.

Date of update: April 15 2021

Reasons Not to Date a Mikaelson (Chapter 2)

Author: kcatdino

Raiting: T

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: Bonnie and Caroline gain a new roommate for their freshman dorm when a vision leads them to tracking down a pregnant Hayley in the Rockies. Also, Bonnie may or may not have raised a certain dead Original instead of Jeremy and Klaus takes a job at Whitmore teaching, to be annoying. He’s very good at it. This is a season 5 rewrite where the Originals never leave for New Orleans. But you know, with comedy.

Date of update: April 15 2021

Quiet Light (Chapter 4)

Author: coveredinthecolors

Raiting: E

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: Caroline Forbes sets off to the Bahamas with her boyfriend, Elijah, where she'll finally meet his brother for the first time. But as it turns out... she knows Klaus Mikaelson a little too well.

Date of update: April 16 2021

AO3: Contingency Plan (Chapter 3) FFN: Contingency Plan (Chapter 3)

Author: Eliliyah  

Rating: M

Length: Multi Chapter

Summary: When Stefan's idiocy threatens Caroline's carefully laid plans, she has no choice but to turn to Klaus Mikaelson for help. Unfortunately, the criminal king of Philadelphia won't be swayed by simple seduction and has a different kind of proposition for her. It's a good thing she has a contingency plan. Never try to overthrow an empire without one. Dark Klaroline Mafia AU. COMPLETE

Date of update: April 11 2021

AO3: Last Love FFN: Last Love

Author: kirti_01

Raiting: M

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: Klaus had promised to be her last love, was sure that Caroline, will come to him. Maybe in a year, or a 100, perhaps. But Caroline decides not to wait for that long. After graduation, Caroline moves in with Klaus to give her feelings for him a chance. And Elijah finally lets go of his obsession with Katherine and finds himself attracted to a university student, his student, a human named Samara.

Date of update: April 12 2021

AO3: A Beautiful Symmetry (Chapter 153) FFN: A Beautiful Symmetry (Chapter 153)

Author: Uppity Bitch

Rating: M

Length: One shot

Summary: A collection of random AU one-shots featuring Klaroline. *2019 KC Award - Best one-shot series* Chapter 153: The Blonde Identity. Spies on opposite sides always had one mission, and nothing should ever compromise an operation. But Klaus always had a weakness for a woman who wore murder in her eyes.

Date of update: April 14 2021

AO3: Always and Forever (Chapter 8) FFN: Always and Forever (Chapter 8)

Author: WingedLadyColette

Raiting: E

Lenght: Multi chapter

Summary: Always and Forever is put to the test when the Mikaelson siblings  all gather together once more to throw the balance of nature into disarray when the Petrova Doppelganger reappears once again in a little Virginia town of Mystic Falls. But that's not the only thing that catches the big  bad wolf's attention.

Date of update: April 16 2021

[charlottesmidnight]

Distance || Sirius Black

Part 2 here

Summary: Reader gets accepted into a prestigious school to pursue her dreams of becoming a healer. The only problem: it’s 3000 miles away from her heart and her home.

Words: 880

Warning: Angst

A/N: First time publishing my writing! Excuse the grammar errors, I didn’t really re-read this one :/

You stared at the piece of folded paper for what seemed like forever. It was a piece of paper that you would have been so excited to receive if you had been the same woman you were 6 months ago when she applied to the prestigious American healing academy, in fact you would’ve been over the moon. However, in six months a lot of things in life can change. In six months, you started dating your soulmate. So now, you weren't happy at all to receive the letter.

“Hello love,” Sirius greeted as he attacked into a hug from behind, breaking up her string of thoughts. “What do you have there?” He asked as you cautiously folded the letter and placed it in your pocket. “Nothing,” you replied, masking your inner turmoil with a bright smile as you pulled away from the hug and returned to you and Sirius’ shared room quietly making Sirius frown in confusion. He knew whatever you were hiding from him wasn’t “nothing” but he also knew that sometimes it was best to give you some space. Afterall, two of you might have only been dating for 6 months but both of you had been friends for much longer than that, he knew you like the back of his hand.

That night’s dinner was a quiet one with James and Lily out on their date, it was just you and Sirius. It was an awkward 30 minutes before Sirius spoke up.

“Are you okay?”

It took you a few seconds to consider what to say to Sirius before you finally replied.

“No.”

It only took one word to cause Sirius to look up from his meal and stop eating. He raised his eyebrows in concern as if asking you what was wrong and you took the sign to continue speaking.

“I got accepted by this prestigious American healer training academy.”

“That’s amazing.”

“No. No it’s not”

“Wait, you are still going to continue studying-”

You looked up from your plate and stared at Sirius, a hint of guilt present in your eyes, and it didn’t take him long to understand why.

“I think I might want to go to America.”

“And what exactly do you mean by ‘you think’”

“I want to go to America”

There was a pregnant pause as both you and Sirius attempted to comprehend the weight of the words you just spoke.

“Say something” you urged as the tension between both of you increased.

“I don’t know what to say.” he replied silently as he continued with his meal as if nothing even happened.

It was around midnight when Sirius crawled into bed with you already lying in it. You both had your backs turned towards its other, eyes closed but unable to speak. That was when Sirius decided to speak up again.

“Are you sure? About....the whole thing?”

“I think.” you replied which was enough to shut Sirius up for the rest of the night and the morning after that.

-1 week later-

“I need to tell the academy about my decision.” You said, voice low and hushed as you washed the dishes with Sirius right by your side.

“We’ll make it work.” He said with a voice equally as hushed.

“Really, you think we can make this work?” Your voice teeters on the brink of screaming. “You barely said a word to me all week and you think we can survive being 8 hours apart?” You scoffed.

“No. You want me to tell you the truth? No.” He said, almost slamming the plate in the soapy sink. “We had a plan. You attend St. Mungo’s healing school here and I undergo Auror training here. You can’t just dump a bomb on me and expect me to be ok. You know how rigorous both Auror training and Healer training can be! You can’t just expect me to fly out every Saturday just to see you for a few hours! We don’t even have that type of money or time!”

“I’m not asking you to visit me every week! We could visit each other during term breaks! We could write letters, we could make this work!” You sounded out, voiced laced with desperation.

“Oh so you think seeing each other 4 times a year is enough to sustain a healthy relationship?” He rebutted.

“I’m asking you to try” voice on the verge of breaking.

“What’s the point in trying if we already know the outcome?” Sirius replied, anger and sadness both equally evident in his tone as he walked away from the kitchen, leaving you alone, on the brink of tears.

Knowing Sirius was right hurt you. Knowing that seeing each other only 4 times a year was a stretch even for both of you. However, what hurt you even more was that Sirius didn’t even want to try and make it work. Wasn’t your relationship worth fighting for? Only 6 months of dating but 7 years of being best friends and that relationship wasn’t even worth fighting for?

You stormed out the kitchen, warm tears rolling down your face, as you headed to your room and pulled out your suitcase. Pulling out your muggle phone, you checked for how soon there would be a flight to New York City, America.

[pterodactylterrace]

Guys Like You Chapter 12

Title: Guys Like You

Chapter: 12

Chapter Summary:  When two hearts are meant for each other, distance isn’t an issue... right?

Rating: 18+

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol consumption. Angsty. 

Chapters:  {Prologue} {Chapter 1} {Chapter 2} {Chapter 3} {Chapter 4} {Chapter 5} {Chapter 6} {Chapter 7} {Chapter 8} {Chapter 9} {Chapter 10} {Chapter 11}

Wrapping up filming was a bittersweet event. Mostly bitter to be perfectly honest. While Faye was happy that she had completed her first big contract, she was going to miss the people she had grown close to while working there. She was casual acquaintances with a few people, but the biggest loss was going to be Henry.

You see, now that filming was over and his lease was up at his current rental property, he was moving back to his house in South Kensington. Briar was near hysterical when she found 'her room' at his house packed up. Henry spent most of that day with the little girl either in his arms, or dragging her as she clung to his leg. Not much packing was accomplished on that day.

When it was time for Henry to actually leave for his home, was the worst part of the entire ordeal. Briar had planted herself in the passenger seat and screamed every time someone tried to move her. Faye could almost swear she saw Henry tearing up when he drove away, Briar still screaming in her mother's arms.

He was loyal with his FaceTiming and phone calls, texting her as much as he could throughout the day. Not long after he had gotten home, he had to leave again for another project. This one was only supposed to take four months, but it didn't make it suck any less for Faye. Whenever Henry would FaceTime, she would slap on a happy face, delighted to see his goofy grin as he tried to show her some 'secrets' behind the scenes. Mostly the snack table, and occasionally Kal sleeping at his feet. He was so happy with what he did. Truly, genuinely happy.

While he was away, Faye had taken up a contract with some fashion designer, doing makeup for models before photoshoots and for the runway. She loved what she did, but she found doing beauty makeup was becoming boring and repetitive very quickly. She could barely remember the last time she had applied a prosthetic.

That was the biggest strain on their relationship so far. Yes, the distance was awful, but that was nothing compared to the arguments they had over Faye's job. Henry kept insisting she not renew her contract when it came back around. Faye continuously told him that she didn't have much of an option, she was in England on a work visa. If she didn't work, she couldn't stay in the country. Then Henry would suggest she take another job, and she would tell him that every offer he had was just for beauty makeup. She had had absolutely no offers for special effect makeup, like she wanted, so right back to square one.

After their latest 'disagreement' Henry had told her he was coming to visit. He cited the distance as the reason behind their animosity towards each other. Faye had a feeling it was because they were past the honeymoon phase and starting to notice all the flaws in each other. Like how he lacked detailed planning for anything, and just made general ideas like that would solve everything. Or how she would always get irritated every time he would try to help, insisting she could do everything on her own. He was stubborn and she was obstinate, neither one willing to bend when they thought they knew best.

Faye always made sure to hide her tears until after they had hung up. It wasn't because she didn't want him to see her upset. It was a matter of pride for her. She refused to let him know she shed any tears over him.

Henry would usually round his night out with either a couple shots of whiskey or an intense workout, but he made sure to never raise his voice with her. He wouldn't do that, he wouldn't act aggressively towards her, no matter how frustrated he got. She could interrupt him when he was trying to make a point all she wanted to, he refused to do anything to intimidate her or make her afraid of him.

Briar was blissfully unaware of everything going on. Henry still called her every evening to say goodnight; he had an alarm set on his phone to remind him and everything. She would even sometimes con a bedtime story out of him if he wasn't busy on set. Every time she spoke to him, she asked him when he was coming home, Henry's heart breaking even more each time she asked.

She never asked when he was coming back. She never asked when she would see him again. She always asked the same question, every single day.

"When you come home?"

It was that simple phrasing that tore him apart. She considered him a part of her home. He hadn't known her for a full year yet, but she could still get him to do just about anything she wanted just by poking out her lower lip and batting her eyelashes.

Now, standing at Faye's door for the first time in months, he didn't feel at all like he was coming home. Should he knock? Before he'd left, they had gotten to where they both just walked in to each other's homes. They gave each other spare keys and everything. He still had hers on his keychain, but she had returned hers when his lease expired and he'd just never gotten around to giving her a key to his Kensington home.

Finally he settled for knocking on the door, counting the seconds until he heard the deadbolt slide free and the door swung open.

Faye wasn't sure exactly what kind of greeting she was in for. She expected a cold one, none the less. Maybe a tight smile and a nod; perhaps avoiding looking at her and coming inside, not the giant bear hug she suddenly found herself trapped in.

"I missed you." Henry mumbled into her neck, holding her as tight as he dared, afraid she might vanish if he released her.

"I missed you too." Faye finally whispered, taking a step back to let him in when she was released from his embrace. Henry didn't make it two steps in the house before a tiny human firecracker was launched at him, barreling into him at full speed while screaming excitedly.

"And I missed you too!" Henry told the little girl, snatching her up for a hug.

"I made for you! I go get it!" Briar excitedly announced, squirming down to sprint back to her room.

"She filled out an entire coloring book for you." Faye explained, nodding him to the living room. Nothing had changed, and yet it all felt so different to him. Sitting down on the same couch he'd first kissed Faye on was now so foreign to him. He didn't even have time to speak before Briar was back, leaping into his lap and showing him her well loved coloring book. Looked like adult conversation was going to have to wait until after bedtime, which ended up taking much longer than it should have.

Faye had thankfully managed to get Briar dressed after her bath before she went running at top speed to her room, grabbing the biggest storybook she could find and dragging it out to Henry.

"This one!"

"That one?" Henry gasped, pretending to have trouble lifting the book. "Ugh, but it's so big!"

"That one, that one!" Briar insisted, grabbing his little finger and dragging him back to her room where she demanded he read no less than four of them before she ended up falling asleep in the middle of Rapunzel, giving Henry the chance to slip out unnoticed to go in search of the little girl's mother.

He found Faye sitting cross legged on her bed, working on something in her sketchbook. He cleared his throat to not startle her too much with his presence, the woman giving a small sigh before closing her book and setting it down. Now, one problem remained. How to start this conversation. Ultimately Henry just blurted out the first thing that came to his mind.

"So, what are you going to wear to the season two premiere?" As soon as the words left his mouth, he regretted them. There he went being a dork again.

"Uhh... probably my black cocktail dress. Hopefully I still fit in it. It was from before I had Briar." Faye responded after a pregnant pause.

"Seems a little simple, doesn't it?" Henry asked with a cock of his head.

"Well, I'm not part of the main cast. I get to go to the premiere because I was a member of the crew, but no one gives a shit about the crew. As long as I don't show up in a pair of sweats, no one is really going to care. We're not the ones getting our pictures taken, after all."

"You're not... going with me?" Henry asked, his brow furrowing as the corner of his lips tugged down.

"Henry I... no." Faye sighed, running her hands through her hair in frustration. Best to just get it out of the way and see where they stood once the dust settled. "You really don't understand, do you? I'm not the kind of girl you take out on dates where you might get photographed. I'm not the girl you introduce to your friends. I'm not the girl you want on your arm at some big event. I'm not the girl you take home to meet your family. I'm a fuck up and a loser. I'm a nobody." Faye paused, taking a slow breath, forcing herself to keep the tears at bay for just a little longer.

"Henry, guys like you just don't fall for girls like me."

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[dibs4ever]

I want to keep you

Barbara laid back in her bed. Feeling exhausted

No she hadn’t been out patrolling

She hadn’t done that in months

But she was so tired she felt like she’d been on a full nights patrol. She hadn’t slept more than 6 hours combined in the last 3 days

Why?

Her fingers danced across the reason

Her swollen belly, with a little life growing inside

A baby boy to be exact

She was 8 and a half months pregnant, she’d picked out an amazing couple to be his parents. Greg and Neil, they’d been on the waiting list for a baby for the last 23 months and she was giving them the baby they so desperately wanted. She was doing the right thing right? The child would be born half an orphan. His father dead. Her a single woman with no experience on what it was like to be a mother, a full time librarian, Batgirl, and living in a dangerous city. Police commissioner Jim Gordon’s 20 something year old daughter, a single mom to a father she refused to name . Wasn’t exactly the smartest move.

Dick....she missed him. She missed him so much it hurt still even 8 months later.

Her fingers danced across her belly, feeling the flutters. It was an odd yet thrilling sensation feeling the baby boy move. She had her shirt up so she could see her bare belly move around as the baby did so.

She smiled “You’re the reason I haven’t slept. Moving around like that.” She felt what she assumed to be his foot kick her hand and laughed

“Okay well part of it, other part is my own anxieties. Not much longer and you’ll be here and honestly I’m scared.”

Another kick

“Not about birth, that’s actually the part I’m least scared of. I don’t want to have you though. Being pregnant means-“

She blinked back tears before continuing “Being pregnant means you’re with me, once I have you-you’ll be gone. I mean I know Greg and Neil will be amazing parents. They’re going to love you to no end and you’re going to be provided for it’s just....” she took a breath “Dont tell anyone but a part of me wants to keep you, see what traits of me and....him you have ya know” another kick

Barbara’s tears were replaced with a weak giggle “I’m almost positive you got his acrobatic genes. All I’ve felt you do the last month is flip around inside me and punch me in the ribs while doing so, getting tight in there Huh buddy?”

As if on cue she felt the motion inside her gut that had became familiar. She held her breath holding her hands on her belly feeling the weird sensation as the baby did a full body flip inside her.

She let out a grunt, lying there for a moment til the baby was situated and she wasn’t uncomfortable.

She thought back to that night. Nightwing and Batgirl both just had a rough battle, ending a long three month investigation with success.

Joy, adrenaline and exhaustion running through their bodies. They stood on a rooftop, taking the time to cool down and enjoy the view before heading to their apartments for a long deserved rest.

They would stay together. They’d been dating in secret now for five months. Thinking that maybe if they let themselves get into a firm stable relationship perhaps this time it would work forever. Although they were sure some people knew. They did belong to a family of some of the worlds greatest detectives after all.

He’d wrapped his arms around her from behind as she stood on the edge looking at all the lights below. She felt his chin come to a rest on her shoulder “It’s beautiful isn’t it?” She asked

He nodded against her “Yeah it is”

She smiled leaning into him, enjoying the peaceful moment

“But I’m not talking about the skyline.” He whispered before turning her chin so their lips could meet

That was all the convincing it took. Both were more than starved for touch. Having been preparing for this raid and rehearsing it for two weeks along with trying to keep their relationship secret It made their love making non existent as of recently.

Together they made love on top of Gotham’s tallest building overlooking the city they loathed below.

She was pulled out of her daydream by the life inside her moving again. He did that a lot. A constant reminder of what he was. The product of her and Dick.

She didn’t want to see him. She’d decided that once the baby was out she wanted them to rush him out of the room immediately. If she never saw him it’d make it less real

“If only he was here” Barbara said her hand on her stomach as tears attempted to build up. This was something that had been happening a lot lately. She assumed it was through a mixture of hormones and perhaps the reality of what she’d do soon

“ I want to keep you more than anything- you’re like my last piece of my best friend,but I can’t be selfish”

Should I do a second part of Barbara meeting her & Dick’s son?

[erin-bo-berin]

Daddy’s Little Girl

MASTERLIST

This was an anon request of a fic where the reader is Rossi’s daughter and is dating Spencer. Oh man, I loved writing this cause it was so much fun writing not only sassy Rossi, but overly protective Rossi. I think the gif goes perfectly with this too. Enjoy!

Spencer Reid/Reader

Rating: G (fluff)

Word Count: 2,538

At the age of 60 years old, David Rossi was still very active in the BAU. After all he’d seen in his 40 years in the FBI, suspicious had become his middle name.

That’s how he knew—how he sensed—something was up.

He knew who to go to when he needed information, which is why he was heading down the hallway, opening up the door into the familiar lair of his good friend and colleague, Penelope Garcia.

“Garcia, I need you to do a deep dive.”

•

Your hands were full causing you to struggle to open the glass doors to the Behavioral Analysis Unit. You had almost gotten it open, but it had swung shut before you had even taken a step forward.

“Here, let me help you.”

A large hand appeared on the door handle, opening the door for you. You looked up into the handsome face of Dr. Spencer Reid and tried to refrain from blushing.

“Thank you, Dr. Reid,” you thanked, walking in ahead of him.

He went off in a different direction than you as you headed to your father’s office. 

He greeted you just about as he usually did.

“What are you doing here?”

“Always great to see you too, dad,” you chuckled, holding up the take out cup in your left hand.

“I brought you coffee.”

“I can get coffee around here.”

David Rossi eyed you suspiciously. You may be his own flesh and blood but you weren’t an exception to his natural suspicious nature. In fact, it probably made you even more susceptible to it.

“Yes, but why torture yourself?”

You sat the cup on his desk.

“Besides, I brought you and the team some cupcakes and other little treats,” you motioned to the box, “New item I’m testing out.”

Your father might’ve been the best cook in your Italian family, but you had taken the title of best baker. You owned your own bakery in D.C. that specialized in Italian treats that you’d grown up loving yourself. There were recipes from both sides of your family, recipes that had been passed down for generations and recipes that you’d created yourself that were staple desserts in your shop. You also even sold homemade cupcakes and cakes. 

He peered at the box.

“Prentiss said she wants to adopt you. Especially after the last box of sweets you brought in.”

“Hey, I’m always up for more than one mother.”

Your mother had been wonderful, but you had unfortunately lost her not long after your high school graduation. It had been nearly ten years since her passing and you still missed her daily. Growing closer to your father had really helped your grieving though; he was like your anchor in such hard times.

“Aren’t you supposed to be at work?”

“Dad, can’t I come visit you without you asking me a million questions?”

He chuckled, standing up to hug you.

“I’m just asking.”

“Well, I’m the owner of the bakery so I make my own hours. Meaning that I can come visit whenever I want to. Plus I’ve hired more help recently that allows me to spend time elsewhere other than the bakery. They’re doing fine without me there,” you smiled.

“Besides, you always said that when your passion feels like it’s taking too much out of you that’s when you need to take a step back. I was getting burned out and was losing motivation to bake. Now that I’m not constantly working at the bakery, I’m more inspired to create new things and bring them for your team to try.”

You shook the box gently in your hands at your last words as if to emphasize them.

“I’ll let you get back to work though. I’ll go distribute these and get out of your way.”

“I’ll see you for dinner though, right?” he asked.

“6 o’clock sharp, wouldn’t miss it.”

You smiled, turning and heading back into the bullpen. When you were sure he wasn’t looking, you left the cupcakes on a desk, taking a sharp left towards the exit.

You walked down the hall, where you knew a supplies closet was located. You slipped in, seeing him already there waiting for you, leaning against a stack of boxes filled with who knows what.

“Hey,” you smiled.

Spencer Reid looked up at you and broke into an award winning smile, crossing the short distance to you and taking your face into his hands to kiss you.

“Hey yourself,” he grinned after the kiss.

“I missed you. Things must’ve been busy cause you haven’t called.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” he frowned, “Every time I had a moment to call you, Dave- uh your dad was around.”

“Ah, I understand. You can’t get anything by him. You could pretend you were talking to the President and I’m sure he’d somehow figure out it’s me.”

Your hands roam his chest, tugging on his tie gently as you lean up to kiss him again.

You and Spencer had been dating for approximately four months. But, it was hard to do as you were hiding this small bit of information from your dad.

“I don’t like keeping this from him,” Spencer frowned, stroking your cheek with his thumb.

“I know. But I figured it would save the drama of him freaking out.”

“But I’ve worked with him for ten years now. You were practically still a baby when he came back to the BAU,” he chuckled.

You grimaced.

“That’s another reason why. He won’t hesitate to point out the age difference.”

“Oh come on, give him a little credit. I’m sure he’s not that bad,” Spencer mused.

“Are we still talking about the same David Rossi here?”

“He loves you Y/N and he obviously loves me,” he smirked.

“Who couldn’t love that bella faccia?” you grinned.

“I love it when you speak Italian to me,” he mumbled, kissing you again.

Needless to say, very few words were spoken for the next little while.

•

“So I got the information on that deep dive you wanted me to do, sir,” Garcia said, approaching Rossi.

“And?”

“And I don’t see why you can’t just talk to Y/N instead of me snooping on her,” Garcia huffed.

“Your findings, Garcia?”

She sighed and handed over her iPad, showing GPS findings she had on his daughter.

It confirmed what he had suspected the entire time.

•

You had gotten lost in Spencer’s kisses, losing time as well. 

The two of you were so busy that you didn’t even hear the door open or anyone come in. It wasn’t until you heard the familiar voice of your father that you jerked away from Spencer.

“Huh. I came in here for more printer paper and found something else instead.”

“I just refilled the printer this morning,” Spencer said, looking confused.

“So you did,” Rossi said, his gaze hard on you.

“Dad, you weren’t in here for more office supplies,” you crossed your arms, your anger outweighing your previous embarrassment.

“Can I talk to you Y/N?” his eyes flicked to Spencer, “Alone, please.”

You followed him, feeling like a puppy with your tail between your legs. You glanced backwards at Spencer and mouthed your apology at him. He looked as nervous as you felt.

Rossi didn’t say a word until you both were in his office, the door shut firmly behind him.

“So how long have you been dating Reid?” he asked, sitting in his chair, locking his fingers together over his stomach as he looked up at you.

“Four months,” you winced, “How long have you known?”

“I’ve suspected it for a while, but my suspicions were confirmed when I had Garcia check the GPS history on your phone. It seemed to ping a lot at the kid’s apartment.”

“Dad! That’s an invasion of my privacy! You couldn’t have asked me?”

“You couldn’t have told me?” he shot back.

“I didn’t tell you because I knew you’d react like this.”

You crossed your arms, feeling very much defensive.

“Y/N, he’s 39. You’re 26.”

“So? I’m an adult, dad! Not a little kid. Besides you and mom were seven years apart.”

“Yes, but seven is different than thirteen years,” he pointed out, “You’re not sleeping with him are you?”

“Oh my god,” you groaned, “I can’t believe we’re talking about this.”

“Well I don’t want him getting you pregnant, Y/N,” he fought back.

“What part did you miss that I’m twenty-six? Besides you want grandchildren!”

“No grandkids until you’re 30,” he deadpanned.

“I can’t believe you’re acting like this, dad. I thought you loved Spencer!”

“I do. I just don’t love him dating my daughter.”

Your raised voices were attracting attention so you tried to swallow the rest of your angry words.

“I’ll see you tonight at dinner. Maybe by then you can stop treating me like a child.”

You spun on your heel, marching out of his office and the BAU.

•

Dinner was pretty miserable.

You had had time to cool down and now you just felt exhausted. You didn’t know what to say to your dad to change his mind. You really liked Spencer and you didn’t want something like your father’s approval to ruin your relationship. At the same time though, your father’s opinion meant a lot to you.

You had sat and picked at your salad and now you were barely touching the steak you’d ordered.

“Dad-”

“Y/N, I-”

You both chuckled, realizing that you’d both tried to talk at once.

“You first,” he said.

“I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I didn’t mean to have a tantrum like a little kid. That wasn’t very mature of me. Especially since you were at work and I’m sorry. I just really like Spencer and I didn’t and don’t know what to say to make you feel better about the situation.”

“No, you had every right to be mad,” he admitted, reaching across to take your hand.

You smiled at him. No matter how much you’d argued throughout your childhood and teenage years, even up until now, nothing would make you love him any less.

“It’s not that I don’t want you to date Spencer. I love the kid, really I do, I was just worried for you.”

“Worried?” 

Your brows furrowed in confusion.

“Worried, why?”

“Well you may not remember much about it the first time since I retired from the FBI when you were only six. But I know you remember what it was like when I went back ten years later. I always ended up missing your extracurricular activities, I was hardly around, we didn’t spend much time together. It was all because of this job which can be extremely demanding.”

“I don’t follow,” you said, frowning at him.

“I was just worried that with you dating Spencer it would be the same thing, but just in a relationship. Him having to cancel dates or not be able to spend time with you. I know it hurt your mom a lot. That’s why we ended up getting divorced because it was such a strain on our relationship. It’s a dangerous job. It takes a toll on the person’s significant other, Y/N.”

“I know,” you nodded, appreciating his concern, “We’re taking things slow though.”

“Didn’t look so slow when I walked in on you two in the supply closet,” he muttered.

“Dad,” you groaned, exasperated.

“What I meant is that we’re taking time to get to know each other. I didn’t want to put pressure on him for a big commitment especially since I knew he has a grueling job. So far, it’s been working out. I’ve learned a lot about him and I really do like him. He’s really sweet, thoughtful and cares so much about others. In fact, he’s been wanting to tell you this whole time and it had him stressed out about keeping it secret from you.”

“Sounds like him,” Rossi chuckled, “I have to admit though. If you had to date anyone in this world, I’m glad it’s Spence.”

“Really?” you asked, your heart warming at the unexpected fatherly affection.

“Yes. He’s smart and he’s a gentleman. Plus he carries two guns, so I know you’re always safe with him.”

You beamed, taking a sip of your drink.

“You really mean that?”

“I do. And if it means anything to you, you have my approval.”

It meant the world to you.

•

You and your dad walked off the elevator in front of the BAU, laughing at a story you’d just told.

He told you he had to pick up a few files to take home with him and you said you were happy to join him, just so you could spend a little more time together.

You were shocked to see Spencer still at his desk, working.

“What are you doing here Spencer? It’s almost 8.”

He looked up, seeing you and Rossi and immediately hopped out of his seat.

“I thought I’d get a little work done. But uh, since you’re here do you think I could talk to you? Sir.”

With an amused sidelong glance at you, Rossi agreed.

You watched him walk up to his office with Spencer following behind him.

Of course, being the nosy person you were, you tiptoed after them, simply to listen from the other side of the doorway.

•

“So what did you want to talk about?” Rossi asked, offering Spencer a seat.

“Um well, I wanted to talk to you about Y/N.”

You had to groan. Of course Spencer would do something like this. But it was incredibly sweet, you couldn’t deny that.

“Oh? What about her?”

“Well I wanted to apologize for not telling you about us. She didn’t want to upset you.”

“Go on.”

“I just wanted to say, Rossi, that I have nothing but good intentions with her. I think I’m really falling for her and I would do anything to protect her.”

You smiled, hearing Spencer say that.

“I know you might not approve,” Spencer continued, “But I’ve done nothing but been true to my word and been a trustworthy person for the last ten years and I swear it when I say I’ll take care of her.”

“Spence,” Rossi tried to intervene his rambling, amused, “Spencer!”

Spencer quickly fell silent.

“I believe you. I already talked it out with Y/N at dinner earlier. I told her that if I had to give my little girl away to anyone, I’m glad it’s you.”

“Really?” Spencer smiled big.

You couldn’t wait any longer. You burst into the office with a matching smile on your face.

“Y/N! Were you listening to our conversation?” Rossi reprimanded.

“Yes, I was. I’m nosy. It’s the Italian in me.”

You gave him a hug, thanking him for being such a great dad before you went over and hugged Spencer’s side.

“Just remember no grandkids before 30.”

“Okay, Spence we have four years to fall madly in love, have a wonderful wedding, buy a house and then we’ll start family planning. Sounds good?”

You laugh, seeing your dad give you a wink and a thumbs up. Their replies came at the exact same time.

“Sounds good.”

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