#but technically this is just a baby shower and not a gender reveal

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baby shower?! won’t the baby drown?!

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The Butternut Squash (The Surprise, Part 19)

Emily Prentiss x fem!reader Warnings: pregnancy times, mentions of female anatomy/breastfeeding, explicit language (let me know if I missed anything!) Word count: 2.2k

Summary: You and Emily don't really need a baby shower, but you do need help getting the nursery ready, so the whole BAU comes over one Saturday to help out.

Week 29: The Butternut Squash

You had insisted on no gifts. You and Emily had plenty of money. You didn’t need a registry, and you didn’t need a baby shower. What you did need was help getting the nursery decorated and set up. So Emily–fresh off a 4-day case–had invited the entire BAU over to help prep the nursery on a rare, free Saturday.

“Emily,” you complained that Friday morning when she came home. “I won’t even have time to make food!”

“You don’t need time to make food,” she chastised, wrapping her arms around you from behind and resting her chin on your shoulder. “Because we’re just gonna have it delivered.”

You scoffed. “I always cook, Em. It’s my whole thing!”

She turned you around and grasped your face in her hands, kissing the tip of your nose, then moving to your lips. You huffed impatiently, even as your stomach erupted in butterflies (and maybe a few kicks from the baby) when Emily kissed you. “Okay, well, right now your whole thing is being seven months pregnant, so…”

“I could at least make cookies…” you grumbled. “If you get me chocolate chips from the store?”

Emily raised her eyebrows at you, but smiled lightly. “Will it make you happy?”

“Mmhm,” you confirmed, turning on the charm and your very best puppy dog eyes.

She sighed and rolled her eyes, kissing you one more time for good measure and grabbing her keys from the counter. “I can’t say no to you when you look at me like that.”

“Thank you, my love!” you called after her, a little too giddy with your grocery store victory.

“Yeah, yeah…” she muttered, shutting the door, but you knew she was smiling behind it.

But, now, here you were. Saturday, mid-morning. A plate of fresh-baked, homemade brown butter chocolate chip cookies on a plate on the coffee table… along with gifts from every single member of the BAU. Despite insisting they not bring any.

Hotch sat in the living room with you, playing Mario Kart on the Switch with Dave and Jack. Penelope gossiped with you on the couch. Meanwhile, Emily was running operations in the nursery, and every so often you could hear her ordering Derek and Spencer around. It made you giggle. JJ squeezed your shoulder, hovering back and forth between rooms.

“You need anything, Y/N?” she asked.

“I’m okay,” you assured her. “Thanks, JJ. Just… make sure Emily doesn’t get too bossy.”

JJ laughed. “Oh, I’m not sure anyone can do that.”

“Can we do gifts now? I think we should do gifts! Open mine, Y/N!” Penelope insisted, patting the spot next to her on the couch for JJ and handing you a glittery gift bag. You should’ve known they wouldn’t listen when you’d said not to bring gifts. You would’ve done the same thing. They were your family, after all.

You pulled out the tissue paper to reveal several tiny baby onesies in bright colors with adorable designs and sayings. Happy Camper. Silly Little Bear. Even one with tiny dinosaurs all over that said Babysaurus. Your heart felt like it might burst thinking about how cute your little one was going to look in these.

“Penelope, these are so cute!” You wrapped her in a hug. “I’m gonna send you so many pictures of her in these!”

“I know you guys are waiting to find out the gender, so I tried to pick ones that were gender neutral. Although, I mean I guess technically every outfit is gender neutral or… should be, or–”

You stopped her before she spiraled. “They’re perfect."

Before you knew it, Jack was pressed up against you, shoving another gift bag into your hands.

“Open ours, Aunt Y/N!”

You wrapped an arm around him and gave him a squeeze. “Thanks, buddy. I can’t wait to see what it is!”

You pulled out the most adorable stuffed gray wolf, soft as velvet, complete with two little pointy felt teeth sticking out.

“Oh, Jack, it’s perfect!”

“His name is Wolfie,” Jack told you, snatching the toy back.

“Jack,” Hotch scolded. “Remember, that’s for Aunt Emily and Aunt Y/N’s baby. It’s not yours.”

Hotch looked at you apologetically, and you shook your head to let him know it wasn’t a big deal.

“I made you this picture, too,” Jack said, handing you a crumpled piece of paper. You smoothed it out to find stick figures of you and Emily. He’d drawn your belly as a big circle, with a tiny swaddled baby inside of it. You grinned.

“Now, this is art, Jack. This is going right on the fridge.”

“This is you,” he said, pointing. “And this is Aunt Emily. And this is the baby inside your tummy.”

Speaking of the baby, she was incredibly active right now. Almost as if she, too, was happy to be with her BAU family.

“You want to feel her kick?” you asked Jack, and he nodded. You grasped his hand in yours and pressed it over your baby bump, estimating at the last place she’d kicked. Jack screeched when he felt her kick his hand, jumping on his tiptoes.

“Oh my gosh!” he squealed. “Oh my gosh! Daddy, there’s an alive baby in there!”

Hotch smiled at you. He was such a good dad. A good team leader. A good friend to you and Emily.

“After she’s born, Jack, you’ll have to come over and hold her,” you told him, but he was already gone, distracted the Switch.

“Aw, crap,” Dave exclaimed as Hotch hit him with a red shell. Hotch chuckled. “Y/N, go ahead and open up mine,” Dave said. “I’ve already lost this race. It’s the one with the silver paper.”

Penelope grabbed the gift for you, since your arms wouldn’t quite reach all the way to the coffee table. You ripped off the paper to reveal a box set that read, “Ciao Pasta Bistro.” It included a tiny little metal stock pot and colander, little ladles, and soft felt pasta shapes–bowties and raviolis and elbow noodles and shells.

“Oh my god,” you breathed, looking it over. Penelope and JJ leaned next to you to get a closer look. “This is freaking adorable.”

“The little meatball’s gonna know her pasta shapes if Uncle Dave has anything to say about it!” Dave called, cheering as he zoomed past Hotch with Star Power.

“Thank you so much, Dave,” you said, and you really meant it. They were such thoughtful gifts, so particular to each of them. You couldn't wait to show the baby, to let her get to know her BAU family, too.

JJ waited until everyone was distracted and Penelope had been dragged into Mario Kart (“Okay, but I’ll win! They don’t call me a tech goddess for nothing!”) to give you her gift. She sat next to you and pulled a bag from underneath the coffee table.

“These are more for you than for the baby,” JJ explained. “But if your pregnancy is anything like mine, you’ll get plenty of baby gifts, but not a whole lot of mom gifts.”

“That’s really thoughtful of you, JJ.” You squeezed her hand.

She pulled things out one by one, displaying them discreetly and explaining their purpose. “Listen, your nipples will hurt so bad. So bad. Just telling it like it is. So…” She held up a plastic tube. “Nipple cream. This one was my favorite. Also, silver nursing cups. I can’t explain why the silver makes them less sore, but it does.”

You nodded, feeling both overwhelmed and extremely grateful. “It’s basic, but there’s also a food delivery gift card in here. I know you love to cook, but I promise you’re not gonna feel like it for a while after giving birth.”

“JJ, I don’t know what to say. This is so nice.”

She held up a finger to stop you. “Last gift.” She pointed to herself. “Me and Will. We’re happy to babysit. Often, if you like.” When she saw you start to protest, she said, “Look, Henry’s getting older, and I really miss baby snuggles. So it’s really no trouble at all.”

You felt like you might cry. It wasn’t that nobody paid attention to you or took care of you during your pregnancy. Emily took excellent care of you. It was just that JJ was right. Most people looked at the end of your pregnancy and the birth of the baby as the end of the hard part for the birthing parent. But you knew that wasn’t going to be the case. And JJ knew, too. You were so grateful for her friendship, for her support.

“Thank you so much, JJ,” you said quietly, pulling her in for a hug.

“Oh, are you opening gifts?” Spencer asked, entering the room and hovering quietly behind you.

“Yep!” you said, watching him retrieve a tidy package wrapped in newspapers and hand it to you. You looked at him, eyebrows furrowed. “Are you guys done with the nursery already!?”

Spencer chuckled. “Oh, no. Not even close. I just snuck out while Emily was yelling at Morgan.”

You shrugged and started tearing the paper. “That tracks.”

Inside Spencer’s package was a set of colorful board books with titles like Quantum Physics for Babies, General Relativity for Babies, and Rocket Science for Babies.

“Spencer, these are awesome!” you exclaimed, reaching out to squeeze his hand. “Baby Prentiss is gonna be a genius.”

“You know, that’s probably true,” Spencer observed, taking Penelope's place in front of the TV next to Jack. “Scientifically speaking, children inherit their intelligence from their mother, not their father. So no matter how intelligent or unintelligent the donor was, the baby will inherit your intellect. And you’re really smart, so it’s likely the baby will be, too.”

“Trust Reid to come with a prepped science lesson,” Emily said, poking her head around the corner.

You threw a balled-up piece of wrapping paper in Emily’s general direction. “Zip it, Em! I like hearing about what Spencer knows.”

“Nerd,” she muttered under her breath, coming up behind you to place her hands on your shoulders and kiss the top of your head. “You alright? You need anything?”

You squeezed her hand. “I need you... to stop being so mean to Derek.”

“Thank you!” Derek exclaimed, emerging from the hallway to shove Emily out of the way and plant a kiss on your cheek. “It’s nice to know someone around here cares about Uncle Derek.”

Emily shoved him back. “Yeah, well, I don’t want to have to tell the little butternut squash that you wussed out of painting his nursery one wall in.”

Derek grabbed one of the cookies from the coffee table and took a bite, momentarily closing his eyes in enjoyment. You smiled. This is why you loved cooking and baking.

“Listen, Prentiss,” he teased. “I’m taking a well-deserved break. You’re lucky I love your girl or I wouldn’t put up with this shit.”

“Ooh!” Jack squealed. “He said a bad word!”

Derek looked at Hotch apologetically, then reached down to grab the last unopened gift bag. 

“Here, mama,” he said, handing it to you. “Saved the best for last.”

You grinned at him, handing Emily the loose tissue paper as you opened the gift. Inside was a collection of soft toys that included a football, a whistle, and a little number one finger.

“Oh, man, are we gonna have a little football fan, Uncle Derek?” you asked, grinning cheekily.

“Not just any football fan,” he insisted. “There’s one more thing in there.”

You pulled out a tiny Chicago Bears onesie, complete with a number 34 on the back for Walter Payton.

“A Bears fan, huh?” you said, smiling from ear to ear.

“I figured since the little guy or gal’s gonna be born right as football season’s kicking off, he’ll spend a lot of time on the couch watching the games with Uncle Derek. And we gotta be decked out in our matching gear.”

“If you let us sleep, Morgan,” Emily said, squeezing his shoulder playfully. “You can indoctrinate my son into being a sports fan all you want.”

“Or daughter!” you protested, and the whole team laughed. By now, your faux-feud over the baby’s gender was well-known. They were even placing bets. It was about a 50/50 split.

“Alright, guys,” Emily said, clapping her hands together and rallying the troops. “One wall down, two walls to go. And one wall of wallpaper, but I don’t think that’ll take as long.”

JJ, Penelope, Hotch, and Dave stood to follow Emily to the nursery while Derek took a seat next to you. Spencer sat cross-legged on the floor with Jack, fully immersed in Mario Kart.

“Be there in a second, Emily,” he called. “We’re about to start Rainbow Road.”

You grinned, so glad to be surrounded by Emily’s family–her real family. Happy that you had people who were excited for you, people who took care of you, people who gave up their Saturday to help you get ready to welcome a new family member.

“Hey, Jack, add me and Derek in for the next round,” you said, lowering yourself gently onto the floor, Derek’s hand instinctively grasping yours to support you. “I play a mean Moo Moo Meadows.”

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OUTNUMBERED (mingyu as a dad pt. 1)

genre. fluff. mingyu as a dad. warnings. y/n is pregnant for the second time. it's just extremely adorable nothing much more. pairing. husband!mingyu x fem!reader. wc. 1.4k. a/n. this will be pt 1 to a series of mingyu as a dad because i have lots of ideas for this lol enjoy!!

pt. 1 | pt. 2 | pt. 3

“What was it that you wanted to tell me?” Mingyu asked, smiling as he placed some food in front of Dowon for dinner.

“You know I missed my period this month…” You started.

“Yes…” Mingyu followed along, brain coming to the hope sooner than you could get the words out, “Did you take a test?”

You nodded, pulling it out from behind your back and handing it to him. He glanced at it just to be sure before a huge grin broke out on his face.

“Looks like Dowon’s getting a sibling.” He said, wrapping his arms around you tightly, “I love you,” He whispered to you softly.

You smiled, feeling grateful that you could have another child with Mingyu. You both had always wanted Dowon to have a younger brother or sister to play with, and it was happening sooner than you thought. He wasn’t even 2 yet.

After your 20 week ultrasound, you both found out that you were pregnant with twins, not just one baby. The news was shocking, of course, but Mingyu seemed only happier after hearing it.

“3 kids is even better than 2.” He assured you, hand on your stomach to try to feel any kicks from the babies. Ever since a week ago, the twins had been quite active in your womb, kicking you throughout the day. “Plus Dowon will probably be over the moon about it.” Mingyu added, giving your cheek a soft kiss before moving to your lips and kissing you deeper.

//

Throwing a baby shower was a big feat given that you were going to invite all of Dowon’s uncles. Each of them had promised to bring presents, and you were positive that the twins were going to be even more spoiled than Dowon was.

You had set up a fun gender reveal as well. Each of the guys would write down whether they thought it would be a boy or a girl and then put them in a box. At the end, you would pop the balloon and reveal that you were actually expecting twins. 

You and Mingyu already knew that you were expecting a boy and a girl, so it would be obvious when you burst the balloon. Mingyu was ecstatic at the thought of getting a daughter, just as you expected. He had already splurged on adorable dresses for when she was born and you scolded him for spoiling her more than his son. He had compromised by buying boy clothes that matched the dresses to appease you.

“They’re going to have a daughter this time, I swear.” Jihoon commented, sipping on some punch. He was talking to Seungcheol, Vernon, and Dokyeom. Wonwoo was technically sitting with them as well, but he was too preoccupied with his glasses being stolen by Dowon to add much to the conversation.

Joshua, Jun, and Minghao were talking with you about the pregnancy, and making sure Mingyu was being nice to you. Of course, that was an unnecessary thing to worry about. All the guys knew there was no one more whipped than Kim Mingyu.

As for Soonyoung, Seungkwan, Chan, and Jeonghan? They were busy teasing Mingyu within an inch of his life. He really couldn’t catch a break when they were around. You caught a glimpse of his puppy eyes from across the room, pleading with you to save him but you just laughed. When it came to teasing your husband, you’d always take his friend's side.

When the socialising came to a slow and everyone was more than eager to get to the gender reveal party, you grabbed the box filled with guesses and went through them with Mingyu. After tallying them all up, the predictions for a girl just barely surpassed the votes for a boy. Seungcheol, Joshua, Jihoon, Dokyeom, Minghao, Seungkwan, and Chan voted for girl, and Jeonghan, Jun, Soonyoung, Wonwoo, and Vernon voted for boy.

You both decided that Dowon should get to pop the balloon, so Mingyu held him in his arms, carefully guiding the thumbtack towards the black balloon. The balloon popped and out burst blue and pink coloured confetti. You bit back a smile while Mingyu couldn’t wipe off his proud grin.

The guys were confused, and eventually Wonwoo was the first to realise what was actually going on. He gave Mingyu a look, probably communicating in some silent language with him. Mingyu had been roommates with him for years, so they understood each other the best. Mingyu nodded slightly, prompting a smile from his best friend.

Seungkwan figured it out a second later, jaw dropping as he asked, “Really? Are you really having twins!?”

Once he shouted that out, the room exploded and it was impossible to hear anything anyone was saying. Mingyu shushed them all, replying to all their questions with one simple statement, “Yes, we are having twins. One girl and one boy.” He giggled as some of his friends were still shocked at the news.

A whirlwind of questions flew your way as each of the twelve guys wanted to know different things. Whether you had names picked out, whether the names were going to be matching, whether their outfits were going to be matching, whether they could buy the twins matching outfits and toys, when your due date was, if you were expecting to get a c-section. The questions went on and on for over an hour as each one was answered and a new one thought of to replace it.

But eventually, the party died down, and the guys left one by one. Once Seungcheol had finally stepped out of the door, being the last one to leave, you and Mingyu both let out simultaneous sighs. It was exhausting and fun, but you were still very glad it was over. 

Minghao had offered to take Dowon for just this night to let you and Mingyu catch a break, which you much appreciated. Mingyu led you to the couch and you both crashed. You immediately snuggled into his chest, his arm wrapped around you and hand naturally rested on your baby bump, rubbing gentle circles on it.

“You’re already showing so much, love.” He mumbled adoringly. He was the kind of guy that couldn’t get over how cute your bump was. It was his babies in there after all.

“I’m carrying twins, of course I’m showing.” You replied, yawning as tiredness took over your body.

“You shouldn’t sleep on the couch, let me take you to bed.” He said, taking note of your eyes threatening to close. He picked you up easily despite the extra weight from the twins, carrying you carefully to bed as if you were made of glass. He placed you on the soft mattress, adjusting the pillows and pulling the blanket up to cover you. You smiled sleepily at him, reaching your hand up behind his neck to pull him down for a kiss.

“Come here, I don’t sleep well without you.” You whispered. Mingyu smiled charmingly, climbing into bed next to you, head resting on the pillow with a dreamy look in his eyes as he looked at you. 

“We’re soon to be outnumbered… Do you think we’ll manage okay?” You asked.

“Just make sure they’re extra adorable, then we can get Minghao and Dokyeom to babysit more often than they already do.” Mingyu compromised, assuring you of your worries.

You giggled softly at the thought. Mingyu was probably right about it, though. Minghao and Dokyeom were already wrapped around Dowon’s little finger. The twins would easily win over their hearts. As for the cuteness factor, you weren’t too worried that the children of Mingyu would be lacking in it.

You fell asleep quickly once Mingyu started humming, hugging you close enough that you could hear his heartbeat match the rhythm of the soft melodic notes. Once he was sure you were in your dreamland, he slowly stopped his lullaby.

“Don’t kick her in the night, kiddos, she needs to sleep.” Mingyu mumbled to your bump, “Sleep well, darling. I love you.” He kissed your temple lightly so as not to disturb you and then settled down to sleep himself. It was rare to have a night uninterrupted with an almost two-year-old in the house, and you both knew it would only worsen once you had two newborns in addition, so you took advantage of any extra sleep you two could get.

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Falling asleep and waking up with Lando are probably two of my favourite things in the world. The warmth of his body next to me. His arm lazily resting across my hip. His soft snores when he's not talking in his sleep. It all feels very normal. When we're in bed like this he's just Lando. He's not the formula one driver everyone loves to have an opinion about. He's just my Lando.

"You have that look on your face what you pull when you're thinking. What's on your mind?" Lando mumbles one eye half open.

"You. I just love when we're like this. It's just us and there's no expectations. I get to just enjoy being with you and no one needing your attention for anything else" I knew what I was getting into with Lando, I've never been oblivious to that but when so many people demand his attention for media or fans or whatever it may be on a daily basis I appreciate being able to have these moments alone.

"I know you aren't a morning person but it's nice to just relax and not have a reason to get out of bed. It's been amazing having you in Monaco, I didn't realise how much I needed it until you were stood in my apartment. It wasn't a hotel. It wasn't a motor home or drivers room. It's my home and that means more to me than anything else".

"Lando I'll be here as much as you want me to be here. I've loved being here with you as well. It just feels like it's meant to be. I would love to stay in bed with you but we have a busy day. I need to arrange everything for Liv and Max's gender reveal" after brainstormings for a few hours I came up with what I think is the perfect way for them to find out if their baby is a boy or girl. I have the envelope so I could technically look but I want to find out with them.

"I still can't believe they're having a baby its wild"

"I know! Who would have thought them meeting in Belgium would lead to this. I need to shower and get ready for today I'll be as quick as I can" walking into Lando's bathroom I lock the door knowing Lando is likely to follow me. Normally I'd happily share a shower with him but I am a woman on a mission today. I loosely curl my hair and apply my make up in the bathroom before opening the door to allow Lando in.

"Fuck me baby you look stunning" Lando looks genuinely surprised at my appearance and I have no idea why. I've done nothing different.

"Thanks babe. You seem surprised" I stand leaning against the door frame of the bathroom as Lando brushes his teeth.

"I'm not surprised, you always look stunning but there's just something about the way you look today" feeling Lando pick me up and throw me over his should I can't help but laugh as I'm thrown on the bed "I need you. You've given me a semi just looking as good as you do"

"Lando..." I can't even argue as I feel Lando's lips on mine. He's always affectionate but I don't know what has got into him today.

"Baby I just need to eat you out" who turned my boyfriend into a teenage boy? Feeling my legs spread and my underwear pulled to the side I don't stop Lando. I have a list as long as my arm to do today but I want this from Lando as much as he wants to give it.

"Please Lando, I need you" my words are all it takes to feel Lando's fingers tracing my slit and his tongue teasing my clit. He's holding me down with his spare hand leaving me a moaning mess on the bed underneath him.

"You two are so loud when you start" Liv says to me as we're stood in Lando's kitchen ready to leave and my cheeks heat up with embarrassment "it's a wonder that I'm the pregnant one not you"

"I'm so sorry. You didn't need to hear any of that" I would say it'll never happen again but I'm never going to be quiet when Lando is giving me multiple orgasms with his fingers and tongue alone.

"It's nice to see you so in love so I'm not going to complain just don't wake me up when you're so loud and we're good. Plus Lando had let us stay here so I can’t complain" Liv says with a laugh knowing I'm dying inside. We all know it happens but no one wants to hear anyone having sex.

"Are you okay driving? You know where we're going and I know you hate when I drive" I ask Lando as he joins us in the kitchen knowing how dramatic he is when I drive us anywhere.

"Yeah I'm driving. I don't think I'd survive a car journey in Monaco with you" rolling my eyes I hand Lando the keys to his Lamborghini Urus so we can all travel together.

"Okay drama queen. Liv are you both ready?" I ask picking my phone and bag up knowing we need to leave soon.

"Yeah we're both ready. I'm nervous to find out" Liv tells me as we walk to the car and I can only imagine how she feels.

"Do you want a boy or a girl?" I ask knowing everyone usually has a preference.

"I honestly don't think I'm bothered Lucía. I think I'll be happy with either but I know Max would love a boy but I think that's just a man thing isn't it? Did you look in the envelope?"

"Nope. I was tempted but then I changed my mind. I want to find out with you and Max" our conversation continues as Lando drives us through the streets of Monaco towards Monte Carlo golf club. I know Liv and Max are both confused as no one is dressed for golf and neither of the boys have their golf clubs.

"Are we playing golf mate? You could have said!" Max is gutted I can tell.

"Max he didn't know. I only told him when we left the apartment where we were going. He has no idea what I have planned" I can't let Max blame Lando for the lack of golf prep considering he didn't know. Today isn't about them playing a round of golf.

As Lando parks the car we pile out and into a golf cart. I may have had to pull the Alonso card and possibly the Lando card to pull this off but it's going to be worth it. The golf club have closed a section of the course for us that is out of everyone else's way. I want this to be about our friends, not people realising Lando is at the golf course.

"Why are you driving?" Lando asks expecting me to let him drive the golf cart "You're never allowed to drive when we're together"

"You drove here but now I'm the only one who knows where we need to be" I say with a shrug as I drive us around the course.

"This is almost criminal driving around the course and not playing a round of golf" Max complains as we pass every hole on the course.

"Max don't complain, you have no golf clubs with you. We're here for a purpose" I say pulling up to the quietest spot on the golf course where the team have absolutely nailed my vision in such a short space of time.

I didn't want anything too over the top but the small set up of a golf cart cut out, pink and blue balloons with a backdrop reading 'boy or girl with will our caddy be?' Is perfect. It's big enough for us to make a celebration but not too over the top when it's only the four of us here. The views behind us are incredible of the sea in the distance and the sun is shining.

"This is perfect! It looks so good! Lucía you've pulled this off to a point I didn't think you would! I was thinking just a balloon with confetti when I asked you to arrange something"

"Liv I've never done things by halves, I'm not about to start now" walking behind the back drop I grab the golf club that is now engraved with 'baby Fewtrell' handing it to Max "you have a few practice shots first then the golf ball printed with the baby footprints is the one that has coloured powder in it. I have my phone on the tripod recording, go ahead whenever you're both ready" leaving Max and Liv to have a few moments with each other I feel Lando wrap his arms around me from behind.

"You've done amazing to pull this off. It looks incredible, we're all lucky to have you in our lives you know that right?"

"I've only done what Liv would have done for me if it was the other way around. What do you think, boy or girl?" I turn my head to look at Lando as I'm stood in his arms. I know regardless he's going to be an amazing uncle. He's already amazing with Mila and Athena and they adore him.

"I think girl. I can see Max being a girl dad but I know he'd love a boy as well"

"I think boy but you know my thoughts on girls" I say with a laugh as we join Liv and Max who are ready for their moment.

"Go on mate it's your chance to shine" Lando tells Max as he lines up the ball. He takes a few practice swings away from the ball before getting into position with Liv by his side. As the golf club hits the 2 inch ball I scream with joy in Lando's arms as blue power explodes around us.

"No fucking way!" Max and Liv both shout as they embrace in a hug. Our best friends are having a baby boy!

"I'm so happy for you!" I say hugging Liv then Max once they pull away from each other.

"I wanted a boy so bad I didn't want to admit it. I almost convinced myself it was a girl so I wasn't disappointed if I ended up having a girl" Liv tells us as we take in the blue power spread across the green below us "honestly Lucía I'm so thankful you arranged this for us. It's been perfect. I can't wait to share the video with my mum"

“Her and Noah are going to be so happy” hugging Liv I try not to cry and ruin my makeup. I didn’t realise just how happy I could be for someone.

A few days later we’re in Austin and it’s media day. My time in Monaco has gone so quickly I almost don’t want to return to the UK after the race. Lando and I have fallen into a perfect routine together and call me insane but I could see myself living with him. I know I have to go home after this weekend as much as I don’t want to but right now I’m joining Lando for the interviews that are open to fans.

Standing at the back of the room I want to keep out of the way and let Lando’s fans get closer to the front but I still want to be here. I’m savouring every minute I have left with him and that means being by his side at all times except when he’s in the car. As the interviewer fires quick this or that questions at Lando one in particular catches my attention.

"Do you prefer blondes or brunettes?" The interviewer asks Lando oblivious to the fact I'm in the audience.

"Blondes" Lando says with a slight laugh barely able to get his words out before the crowd around me goes wild "my girlfriend is blonde and she's in the audience so I have to say blonde or she'll kill me" this is the first time Lando has said in public that he has a girlfriend which sends the audience into meltdown and I can't help but smile at him from my place at the back of the room. A few fans have realised I'm stood where I am and smile at me but my eyes are on the man at the front of the room. My man.

“And is it true your girlfriend is Fernando Alonso’s daughter?”

“Yeah it’s true, Lucía is Fernando’s daughter” I’m interested to see where this interview is going considering it’s taken a detour from rapid fire questions.

“How does he feel about you being in a relationship with his daughter?” Talk about digging for an exclusive! Lando already knows I’m happy for him to talk about me in public but I can tell by the look on his face he doesn’t want to give too much away. We’re both enjoying our relationship as it is and we don’t want anything to change.

“He’s happy for me. I think. He hasn’t pushed me off track yet which is a good thing I guess” Lando explains making the crowd in front of him laugh. He’s got them on a string. He could say anything and they’d believe him “I’ve known Fernando a long time and I’ve always looked up to him. Hopefully he knows by now I’m a good person and will always treat Lucía with the love and respect she deserves”

“You sound like the kind of guy every dad wants for their daughter”

“I have my flaws just ask Lucía she’ll give you a list” Lando says with a laugh as he winks at me. Never mind the audience being held on a string, the man has me hanging on his every word. As the interview wraps up Lando works his way around the room taking photos with the fans until he gets to me.

“I love you y’know”’ I say wrapping ay around Lando’s neck kissing him softly.

“I know and I love you”

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esmelucia if anyone wondered what it's like to be on your knees for Lando its a similar view to this 🤤

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This isn’t proof read and it’s shockingly bad but I’m sorry it’s taken forever for me to post. I’ve been so busy I haven’t had time to sit and write ��

[synthient]

I gotta say thanks for finding out about the other two Agents reflecting in the window during Cypher's dinner date. Not only is it much creepier with this... ghost of ever-present observation? Reminder that we're not friends, no matter how much Smith smiles and nods at whatever Cypher feels he needs to get out there before cooperating? But it also can't have been easy to arrange the shot in a way that basically nothing is reflected in the glass but them (not even the harp lady who seems to be right behind Jones).

Semi-relatedly, I needed to make sure it's really called a harp and stumbled upon a whole paragraph on Wikipedia about harps being associated with heaven and angels in Christian imagery. And while that could 100% be a coincidence, let's face it, this is the Wachowskis we're talking about :D

You're right lol, we've got some fun deal with the devil in exchange for the pleasures of heaven symbolism going on. Although I did just watch the episode of Work In Progress where the main character gets dragged to her boss's over the top baby shower/gender reveal party, and there's a gag where one of her co-workers is like "look! she even rented a harp for me to play! I don't even care about the baby shower, but [technical explanation of why this is an especially high-end harp]! It's a harper's dream!" So it is possible that the Wachowskis just like harps

[i-write-boop-spoops]

N Harmonia as an expecting father headcanons

thanks for the request anon!

i had a bit of trouble with this one, but i hope it turned out to your liking. there's a lil bit of angst, but everything works out!

features pregnancy symptoms and extremely mild references to how pregnancy happens

Enjoy!

When you found out you were pregnant

You and N had just settled into a home of your own

After many years of travelling

Even though you weren’t (and still aren’t) technically married

You both loved each other to death

And wanted to be together forever

Despite this, your reveal did not go over well at first

Honestly, finding out you were pregnant kind of threw N for a loop

It was such a surprise, you two were so careful

He felt woefully unprepared

And totally unsure if he even wanted to be a parent

You never really discussed having kids before

The only babies he ever interacted with were pokemon!

Considering his relationship with Ghetsis

His human ‘Father’

He was afraid he might end up treating his child in the same way

When you told him

So gently, smiling as you spoke of your beautiful new future

He panicked

And left

As someone who just found out they were pregnant

Having the father of your baby, and who was essentially your spouse, walk out like that

Was devastating

You curled up on the kitchen floor and cried

Not knowing if he would ever come back

Thankfully, about an hour or two later, he did

When he did, he apologised so profusely

And held you so tight

Promising that he would be there for you and your little baby no matter what

In those distraught hours when he was away

He had spent the time thinking of you, and your sweet baby, in the forest by your home

Two sawsbucks and their deerling walked by

In their floral, spring colours

The deerling was just a baby

So small

Their legs shook as they walked

All the while, their parents guided them

Nudging them with their noses

And helping them up when they fell

In that moment, he envisioned you two in place of those sawsbucks

And a toddler as the deerling

He was also reminded of the Pokemon who lovingly raised him

And Anthea and Concordia

It was then, N shed all his doubt, and returned to you

After this rocky start, yourpregnancy goes much smoother

At least in terms of support from N

You still get all those aches!

N is great for holding your hair back when you needed to throw up

If nausea is a big problem, he’d lovingly brush out and tie up your hair everyday to make things just a little easier for you

In fact, he'd do it anyways if it wasn't

N sort of understood the science of human pregnancy before you got pregnant

Like how it happens, and the basics

Since he was so used to talking and living with Pokemon, he was way more familiar with the many kids of reproduction and pregnancy they experienced

Heck, he’s even helped a few Poke-moms lay eggs!

So you often find him stuck in a book

Or on his Rotompad

Reading up on everything

He makes sure you take your vitamins and eat well

But that hasn’t stopped him from going out at 3am to forage (aka go to the local 24hr shop) for ice cream when you’re really cranky and craving it

Without even realising it

N has started doing some more PDA

Nothing drastic

Just affectionately touching your bump

It’s very adorable

Really whenever he interacts with your bump, your heart can’t help but sing

He’s definitely the type to rest his head and just listen

Very excited to feel any kicks or movement

Wonders if your baby will understand Pokemon too

So fascinated by each and every ultrasound!

N doesn’t get a lot of traditions

He didn’t grow up knowing about them

So he doesn’t really get all the hullabaloo of baby-showers and gender-reveals

Like he appreciates all the excitement and gifts, but the baby isn’t even here yet!

That being said, if you do want to have one or both of these celebrations

He won’t stop you

Please don’t mistake N’s reserved nature for a lack of care or excitement

In reality, as your pregnancy continues

He looks more and more forward to being a dad

And can’t wait to meet your little one!

When you go to sleep at night

He holds you tight

And cradles your bump

Dreaming of taking his little family up on the ferris wheel

[auroracalisto]

something extra

Summary: You’ve been married to Morgan for some time now.  And you’re expecting your second child, with a little surprise on the way.  The team decided to throw you a baby shower.

Notes: Okay so I just chose names.  Because I thought they were cute.  Obviously, you can change them in your head, but I just needed a name to the character.  Sooo.  Anyway.  There isn’t really any warning for this.�� Fluff.  Pure fluff.  This can technically take place after Morgan left the show canonically.  However, you can also just imagine that he left without any of the bad shit happening to him.  Whatever you’d like to do.

Your large stomach was the first thing to pop through the elevator as Derek stood behind you, keeping a hand on the small of your back.  Your little boy, Jonah, went running for Penelope as soon as he saw her.  Penelope loudly laughed and lifted up the little boy, giving him a tight hug.  

Your smile was unmistakable.  You were happy.  And so was Morgan.  

After a year of marriage, you were having your second child.  Jonah would be four in the fall.  After a year of Derek resigning from his position in the FBI, you had moved closer to Spencer’s apartment and Derek had begun to redo houses as an actual job while you continued on with your job.  It worked.  You had free daycare with your job, which was a blessing.  Little Jonah was a hyper boy, but it was undeniable that he was one of the happiest children.  

Spencer was the first to greet you with a hug.  “How’s the baby?” he smiled widely, looking from you and his best friend.  “Have you guys chosen a name yet?”

You smiled and looked towards Derek.  He let out a soft laugh.  “Yeah, but we figured we’d say it at the party.”

Spencer nodded quickly, his hair bouncing as he did so. 

You were seven months along and just now having your baby shower.  And your friends didn’t even know the gender of your child, so everything was very gender-neutral.  Except for the cake that Penelope had especially made the inside be the color you’d associate your little baby with.  

Derek helped you to the conference room, and you greeted each of Derek’s old co-workers with a smile.  Penelope came in with Jonah and as soon as she put him down, he went running over to Aaron, who had brought Jack that day.  The two little boys immediately went to play with each other, despite their age difference. 

Derek helped you to sit down and he kissed your cheek.  “You’re glowing,” he smiled at you.  

You just giggled, placing your hands over your still growing belly.  You looked towards your friends.  Although you had never worked here a day in your life, you knew that these people were your home.  They always made you feel safe and loved.  Derek as well.  He was lucky to have them, even if he decided to leave.  

“So,” Penelope excitedly came over, her smile wide and bright.  “When are you revealing the gender?” she asked.  

“We will, we will,” you laughed.  

About half an hour had passed of eating good food, telling stories as Derek caught up with his friends, and getting ready for a cake.  A cake that really didn’t tell the whole truth.  

Derek cut into the first slice and placed it on a plate for everyone to see.  It was pink.  

“A girl?” J.J. excitedly spoke, smiling widely at you.  

“Yes,” you let out a soft laugh.  “But there’s something else—”

“Something else?” Penelope quickly spoke, confusion written on her face.  “Is the cake bad—“

“It’s a boy and a girl,” you smiled over at Penelope.  “We’re having twins!”

Penelope’s eyes lit up.  “What happened to it just being one?!  That’s amazing, [Your name]!”

“The other baby hid.  Every single time we went for an ultrasound, we always just saw the little girl.  And then, just last week, we found out that we were actually going to have a boy and a girl,” you giggled, smiling and hugging your friends.  

“Have you chosen names yet?” Aaron asked as he got a piece of cake for Jack from your husband.

You smiled as Morgan began to speak. 

“The boy is going to be named Dillon,” he said, looking over at you, his heart softening as he saw your smile.  

“And the girl is going to be named Hope,” you said.  

Penelope’s smile was on her face once more.  “That’s adorable.  I’m so happy for you two!  But, uh, I think I might have to buy more gifts.”

You let out a laugh.  “You don’t have to.  I’m just happy that we’re finally able to share that with you guys.  You have no idea how many types Derek had to take my phone away because I almost messaged you.”

[oscars-wifeyyy]

The Innocent 16

It was the day of the baby shower and the Martinez family along with Elizabeth were helping with the decorations and party. However, once Ruby and his mom started arguing about the decorations Elizabeth got a call from Cesar so she picked it up and walked outside.

"Wassup, mano?" Elizabeth asked,

"Why am I on house arrest?" Cesar groaned.

"Because the Prophets are outside and you still have a target on your back and no protection from the Santos," Elizabeth sighed, "look, just hang tight for a little longer, alright?" Cesar reluctantly agreed and hung up the phone.

An hour passed until Cesar, Monse, and Jamal arrived at the Martinez household so they could talk about the RollerWorld money, but since Elizabeth wanted nothing to do with it, she decided to let them do their thing as she went over to Oscar's place. She walked up the steps and walked straight inside to see Oscar, Sad Eyes, Rico, and Lorca there with the money stacked, but she paid no mind as she laid across the laps of the four boys, her head on Oscar's lap.

"Puta, get the fuck off of me," Lorca pushed her legs off of his lap, "you don't even hang out with us no more,"

"Hey, stupid. I got school, homework, and work so you can bring your dumbass to either one of my jobs or text me since you got my number," Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "Rico and Sad Eyes text me and I hang out with them because they text and ask,"

Lorca scoffed, "really, manos. Y'all don't invite me to y'alls hangouts?"

Sad Eyes laughed, "because your stupid ass always says some type of fucking excuse so we stopped. Don't come over here crying over that shit,"

Oscar groaned, "why did I introduce you pendejos to her? What the fuck is this friendship you got goin' on with my girl?"

"Oye!" Rico raised his voice, "it ain't our faults that she loves us more than you,"

"Awww!" Elizabeth saw Oscar glare at his boys, "don't say that to my little Spooky," she jutted out her lip and sat on his lap, putting his head on her chest, "mi precioso es mi número uno por vida,"

Oscar grinned at her before flicking off the three laughing boys that sat next to them on the couch, "alright, I'mma spend time with my girl so take all this shit somewhere else, yeah?"

Lorca nodded and grabbed the bag filled with money, but Rico rolled his eyes before grabbing the bag from Lorca's grasp, "fool, we ain't lettin you hold the damn money with your stupid ass," the three boys started arguing as they left the household to go somewhere else.

Oscar made Elizabeth straddle him, "wassup, mamita. Thought you were helping out Mario and little man with the baby shower?"

"I was," Elizabeth paused, "but they didn't need my help so I left and came here to hang with you. Oh! I got us something, but it's back at my place so let's go on an adventure to my place!" Elizabeth got up from his lap and pulled him off the couch.

Oscar chuckled, but grabbed his flannel and walked out behind Elizabeth to his car. The two drove to her house with the music on blast until they got to her place to see her mother's car in the driveway. The two got out and went inside to see Leticia laid down across the couch fast asleep so Oscar went to the hardworking mom and carried her to her room so she could sleep in her bed. When he left her room a minute later Elizabeth was holding up a bottle of peel-off charcoal face mask and a couple face masks.

"We, my handsome lover, are gonna do some self-care and if my mom is not up maybe we can give each other some attention," Elizabeth winked at the older man.

"Oh, you know me so well, hermosa," Oscar chuckled, "you got some snacks and movies ready then?"

Elizabeth rolled her eyes, "when have I ever been around with no snacks in my hand? Of course I got snacks and the movies ready. We can even order some Postmates or take out too. Babe, we are going to have a blast,"

"ok, self care day then and since it is your birthday, anything you want to do I will do," Oscar laughed then winked at his girl who was blushing.

"Damn, you remembered? I didn't think you would to be honest. Alright, my love, it's 17th birthday vibes so sit down and let me put this on for you," Oscar sat down in front of Elizabeth, holding onto her legs, "alright the peel off mask is gonna be done in 10-15 minutes then we're gonna do the moisturizing mask after. Thank you, baby, for doing this with me,"

The two put on the peel off mask and watched Shameless on Netflix, letting the mask dry to peel it off. While they were waiting, there were a lot of laughs that caused Leticia to wake up and walk into Elizabeth's room only to see the two with animal themed face masks on their face looking at her like two deers in headlights. Leticia laughed, pulling out her phone and taking a picture of the couple shaking her head as she left, happy that her daughter had found happiness and let go of some of her responsibilities.

It was time for the baby shower so Leticia and Elizabeth were able to go over to Ruby's house as Oscar went back to his own to try and get the Santos to not trash his place. The mother and daughter duo walked into chaos around the house as bleeding kids were ushered into a room and Geny was way too drunk. Elizabeth walked up to Ruby, "yo, what is going on? There are bleeding kids, a drunk Geny, and Jamal and Cesar are in what looks like an argument," Ruby was about to speak, but Elizabeth stopped him, "never mind. I'm gonna go over to Cesar and Jamal then I am going to Monse,"

Elizabeth walked up to the two boys when she heard Cesar say, "I smashed Paula and I think Monse and I are back together," Jamal had a big outburst on health violations, but Elizabeth walked up to them, "it isn't your problem because, one, she ghosted, two, you gave her that ultimatum, and three, you were broken up or on a break, either way, you guys weren't talking to each other. Alright, now I'm going to Monse and see what she's doing," Elizabeth walked inside Mario's room to see the white girl and Monse talking on the bed, "oh, sorry, I will let you guys talk,"

Elizabeth walked around with a plate of food, but felt down because no one really remembered her birthday except for Oscar. She would have thought they would remember, but she let it go as she plastered a big smile on her face and took care of Geny who was at this point word vomiting.

"Oh, Eli! You know, I always thought you and Mario would be a great couple, you're smart, he's smart, great match," Geny giggled, "sure you were a freshman and he was a senior, but still. He was also in love with this skank, Angelica. Oh well, do you have any boyfriend?"

"Yeah, I do, Geny," Elizabeth chuckled, "You're not going to know who it is either,"

Geny groaned, "why not? I want to know to see if you and Mario can still have a shot to be together," Geny's eyes widened, "Oh! Maybe you can be with Ruby,"

Elizabeth gagged at the thought, "thanks, Geny, but my boyfriend is pretty great right now,"

Geny ran away to go into the bouncy house and Elizabeth saw Jamal there so she stayed inside since it was cold out and went to her mother, "hey, ma. This party is about to go into a disaster," Leticia laughed along her daughter.

It wasn't until Jamal and Geny came back inside that Elizabeth saw Jamal with a bleeding face and Geny apologizing after him. She stood up to help them out, but Ruby started yelling, "Ok! Party's over, everybody out!"

"Wait, wait, wait, what's happening?" Mario asked.

Monse ran out of the room, "Amber's having the baby!" Mario threw Jamal into Cesar's arms and into the room that Amber was in while Leticia ran inside with Geny.

"Who's Amber?" an Asian lady came up to Ruby.

"Do we get paid the whole night if we leave early?" Another white guy asked.

"Who are these people?" Monse looked at Ruby dumbfounded.

"Extras," Ruby muttered, making Elizabeth and Monse look at the people wide eyed, "What? She didn't gave any friends or family so I had to improvise. Fifty bucks plus some food isn't a bad gig," Ruby handed out the money.

"Where did you get that kind of money," Cesar asked.

"I know those bills," Jamal said, "What the hell are you doing?"

"Using against my twenty five percent. It's permitted in the bylaws," Ruby said.

"There are no bylaws!" Jamal whisper-yelled, flailing his arms.

"There are bylaws!"

"Give me this!" Jamal took a hold of the money as the whole gang did as well and Geny went back out to the living room, "The ambulance is on its way! The baby is coming now! Everyone needs to pray!"

When Geny went in the room again, Jamal started talking, "Guys, guys, it's the curse. Don't you see? This is all building to something. I found the money then Olivia died, and now we're back at the scene of the crime, money in hand which means-"

"Someone else is going to die," Monse said.

"The baby," Ruby zoned out, looking at the money.

"We have to get rid of it," Cesar stared down at the money in his hand.

"Technically, we just gave a bunch of cursed money to all of those extras," Jamal looked at the front door.

"They're actors. No one is going to miss them. Let's go!" Ruby said.

"Wait, we don't know how to get rid of a curse!" Elizabeth said, "curses have rules. We can't just throw it away," Abuelita walked past.

"Abuelita!" Jamal called, "The money is cursed! How do we destroy it?"

"Burn it! Burn the money," Abuelita went inside the room.

The crew went out to the backyard and grabbed the trashcan and the bag of money, "You've torn our neighborhood apart," money was thrown in, "you've ruined relationships," another group of money was thrown in, "and stolen our youth," the last bit of money was thrown in, "but it's over. Curse be gone!" Jamal lit the money on fire, but Abueltia came running out.

"Stop! Stop! Jamal! Don't burn the money!" Abuelita threw the money on the ground, "the money isn't the thing that doesn't belong in this house! The money is not cursed!"

Now everybody was back inside, eating the gender reveal cake and laughing, "oh, I'm gonna lie," Ruby said, "this cake is good,"

"It just should've been chocolate," Jamal shrugged while everyone laughed, Mario scoffed, "too soon, man!"

"Mario, I want you to now that if that beautiful baby was yours, I would've loved it, but woo! Thank God, you're not gonna be a daddy just yet,"

"You dodged a bullet," Elizabeth looked at Mario.

"We all did," Ruby said.

"That girl really didn't know. And that was a big ass bun, fully risen. Ok!" Jasmine said.

"The truth always comes out," Abuelita said.

[just-existing1]

That’s Not My Name

Pairing: Kwon Soonyoung (Hoshi) x Reader

Warning: None, I write pretty much all fluff if you haven’t noticed by now

Summary: Hoshi ignored you all day because he wanted to sleep and now he wants your attention, but you want to tease him just a little.

Words: 919 words

Author’s Note; The reader is technically gender neutral because I never stated the gender but in my head I definitely pictured a larger male reader, so that’s why it reads in a particular way, at least I think it does.

Here you go @duck-clapper​ I wrote this because you wanted a Hoshi post and you said that I wouldn’t get it done tonight so HA! 

“Baby,” Your whines echo in the silence of your bedroom. Eyes trained on the figure under the comforter, you tug the blanket slightly. Soft blonde colored hair peeks out from beneath and a light smile graces your features. Pulling the cover slowly, you reveal your boyfriend’s sleeping face. Losing to your need for affection you lean down and shower his face with kisses, no spot on his face is left unkissed. He groans, shoving you away, and rolls over to hide his face in the pillow. You feign hurt, jutting your lip out in protest. Draping yourself over him, you wiggle as you whine.

“Pay attention to me,” The high pitch in your voice pesters the boy trapped beneath your wriggling figure. He sighs, brushing you with his hand in a signal to get you off of him. You scoff, thinking about how you guys had gone out all day and done what he wanted you to do. Including but not limited to: shopping, playing with cats at a local cat cafe, more shopping, dancing in the park even though you vehemently opposed it, and then lunch at a restaurant that you didn’t like but went to anyway because he wanted to go. You ignore him and wiggle again, expecting him to give in and love on you since he’s usually the one who wants your attention.

“Go away. I want to sleep,” He grunts, pushing upward into a sitting position, knocking you off of him. Huffing indignantly, you leave him to sleep, going to the couch and laying down.

“Little shithead, I’ve did everything he wanted to do today and he doesn’t even want to let me love on him, fine then,” You mumble to yourself as you open Tumblr and start scrolling.

________________________________________________________________

You awake to the sound of shuffling feet and blink rapidly focusing your eyes.

“Why are you out here?” The soft voice of your boyfriend pulls your attention to the hallway, he stands, engulfed in one of your over sized hoodies.

“I was scrolling through Tumblr… I must’ve fallen asleep. Apart from that, I’m out here because someone told me to go away so that he could sleep.” You sit up, ruffling your hair to wake yourself further.

“Ahh, well, I’m awake now and I’m ready to be drowned in affection, Y/N.” He walks over sitting on the couch in front of you, smiling happily. You resist the instinct to fix his stray tufts of hair, moving your hands to play with the hem of your shirt.

“You know what? I’m not really feeling the urge to drown you in affection anymore, Hoshi.” Glancing up at him, you raise an eyebrow when you see his eyes staring at you widely.

“What did you just call me?” You can hear the genuine surprise in the tone of his voice, which makes you chuckle.

“Uh… your name?”

“No. No, no. No, no, no.”

“I’m not sure I understand. Are you saying that Hoshi isn’t your name? Should I call you Soonyoung instead?” You tease the boy in front you, pressing his buttons little by little.

“My name is not Hoshi or Soonyoung to you, okay? My name is Baby, or Babe, or Love, or literally anything else.” He retorts crossing his arms and turns away from you.

“Are you being serious? Because that’s pretty dramatic.” You roll your shoulders, your joints popping as you put your feet on the floor, sitting on the couch correctly.

“It’s not dramatic. You’ve called me Baby practically since the moment we met, therefore, my real names should not exist in your vocabulary, got it?”

“Okay, calm yourself.” You pat his back comfortingly and he faces you again. Eyes doing a once over on you, you see his expression change briefly before he crawls onto your lap. You lean back on your hands, fighting against yourself, every fiber of your body telling you to smother him in the all the affection you had been dying to give him.

“I’m not calming down until you fix it. I’m going to pout until I hear you call me Baby.” You stifle a laugh, bringing one hand up to stroke his cheek as he smiles.

“Aww, is my Baby being a little bitch because he’s not getting his way? Yes, he is,” You joke and he glares at you, smacking your hand away.

“Wow, okay, fuck you too, Y/N.” You sit up wrapping your arms around his waist, pulling him closer to you. With his chest pressed against yours, he puts his hands on your shoulders, gazing down at you.

“You didn’t want my attention all day and now that I’ve called you by your name, you’re going to pout until I drown you in affection?” You ask and he nods happily now that he realizes that he’s about to get his way.

“Yes, that’s correct,” He leans down kissing your nose and you smile, relishing in the feeling of his soft lips against your skin.

“Okay then,” You move quickly, pushing him onto his back and laying over him. Brushing his hair back, you let your lips brush across his face. He giggles and you smile once again before you begin planting hard kisses across the entirety of his face.

“I love you, Hoshi,” You tempt him one more time and he smacks your arm lightly, before connecting his lips to yours.

“I love you too even though you’re definitely bullying me right now,” He mumbles against your lips, before capturing them again.

[sckyie]

angel | daichi sawamura

word count: 1.2k

genre: guardian angel au, angst??????

pronouns used: gender neutral

a/n: im not good with genres but ill write a part two if people ask for it

✎...

Everyone knows about guardian angels, a spirit who watches you to keep you safe. The angel who watches you life day in and day out. Regardless of religious, there is always someone watching over you to protect you. There was always the rule up above where you could never reveal yourself to your person. But was there ever a rule where you couldn't fall in love with them?

Daichi Sawamura was your person. He was easy to protect, as a cop he didn't have many near death experiences. Except when he almost dropped stock box on top of him, other than that he was safe. You watched him everyday and remembered his routine.

In the morning, he'd wake up to shower then get dressed for work. He makes his coffee then he heads off the station. Daichi starts his shift then at lunch he gets food from the cafe nearby. After work, he calls Sugawara on his way home. At home he either watches TV or reads before going to sleep.

You always wondered what would've happened if he saw you. Today was no different from his normal routine, except his call to Sugawara.

"Hey Dai, I have a question."

"What's up?"

"Do you believe in guardian angels?"

"Huh? That stuff is nonsense. Why do you ask?"

"Oh, someone on the news who almost died claimed they saw an angel saving them."

"It's probably some lunatic. Guardian angels aren't real. It's just science, people just want to believe what they want."

This hurt quite a bit. Hearing the one person you fell for not believe in you. Honestly it wasn't news to you, many people didn't believe in guardian angels too. You were just a myth to him.

Daily reports were a common thing with guardian angels. You'd report the usual, no casualties but another guardian angel noticed something off with you.

"Your wings are grey, is everything alright?" She asked.

"Oh nothing," You sighed.

"He doesn't believe in you, huh?" She replied. "It's alright."

"I wish I could be with him. Be next to him, I love him but- It doesn't seem right, like it's forbidden," You say.

"You don't know that, remember the legend?" She says. "An angel traded his duties to be with his person. I'm not sure what he gave up to be with her but if you ask the big man maybe you could be with him."

"I don't think I want to," You said gloomy. "I'll see you soon, I'd rather sulk alone."

Returning to Daichi, you noticed he was researching something. 'Guardian angel sightings' was in the search bar. Your heart fluttered as you watched him read different articles. "There's a way to see your guardian angel?" He scoffed. "Well, guardian angel, where are you? Show me that this isn't just some hoax."

"I can't," You whispered. "I can't show you I'm real."

"If you can't, show me some sign or something," Daichi joked.

An idea popped up in your mind. You seat yourself beside him and typed into the search bar, 'I'm as real as it gets.' Daichi panicked and nearly dropped his laptop. You worried you scared him off but instead he opened a document. "Type here," He stuttered.

"Do you believe in me now?"

"Wh- how are you real?"

"I can't answer that, I was just created and given this job to protect you."

"Why can't I see you?"

"It's forbidden."

"Really? Wow, how do I know that you're not a ghost?"

"How do you want me to prove it?"

"What's something only a guardian angel could do? What's something only you'd know about me?"

"You nearly killed youself in your work storage room, you tried to put a box away and it almost fell on you. Thankfully I stopped it."

"That was you? Wow, I thought I was just lucky."

"I..."

"Why'd you stop typing?"

The looming figure above you caused you to stop. "Say goodbye to him." The figure says.

"Hello? Did you leave?" Daichi pulled the laptop close to him.

"I have to go," You typed. You slowly moved away from him and turned to the figure next to you.

"You know the rules, you can't let them see you," The figure said. "You aren't even allowed to show them you're around. You might have to be reassigned ."

You remained quiet as you were being scolded. Your wings turned a darker grey. It was known if your that if the color of your wings turned black that you'd disappear. "Your wings," They pointed out. "I'm reassigning you a person."

"I'd rather disappear than lose Sawamura," You say.

"Wherever you went, angel, I'm glad to know someone is watching over me," Daichi says. You made him smile, but your wings only got darker.

"You love him don't you?" The figure says. You nodded.

"It's not allowed," You sighed.

"Do you want to be with him?" They ask. You perked up as those words were said.

"How can I?" You ask.

"You may reveal yourself to him now for 24 hours, but once I bring you into the real world, I'll erase any memories you have of him after today. He'll have to be the one to find you," They say. "Would you like to?"

You nodded and the figure gestured towards you to stand in front of Daichi. A bright light began to appear, catching his attention. You began to fade in and Daichi stood up to approach the light. You take a step down and were able to see him up close. The light fades and his hand was reaching out to you.

"Daichi?" You whispered. His hand touched your shoulder but almost immediately retreats.

"You're here- I thought it was forbidden?" He says.

"It's complicated- I'm only here for 24 hours," You explain. "Then I won't remember you." You mumbled the last part.

"Well, if you're here for the next 24 hours, I'll call in to talk to you. I'm sorry I didn't believe you're real," He says. "If I'm being honest, I thought you'd have wings."

"Oh," You fluttered your wings for them to appear.

"They're almost black? Why is that?" He asks.

"Oh, they turn black if I begin to lose hope, if they turn completely black, I.. I cease to exist," You sighed.

"So you've been with me since I was a baby?" He asks.

"Technically when you were born, I was too," You explained.

"Do you have a name?"

"Y/n," You smile. "Do you have a pen?"

Daichi dug through a drawer and hands you a marker. You take his hand and write your name. The rest of the day he asked you about any near death experiences he's had and how guardian angels work.

He stayed up all night just talked to you up until, thirty minutes left. You sighed and thanked him for making your night. "Look for me yea?" You felt your eyes water. "I don't have much time left."

Twenty minutes.

"What do you mean you won't remember me?" He asks.

Ten minutes.

"I promise to find you, I won't stop looking for you," Daichi held your hands.

One minute.

"I'll make sure you're with me," He wiped away your tears.

Thirty seconds.

You cupped his cheeks and leaned in to kiss him. He held your waist as his lips pressed against yours.

Ten seconds.

You pulled away but you already felt yourself fade away. "I love you," You whispered.

"Don't leave," He says, but you were already gone.

✎...

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His New Partner

Chapter 31: The Nine Long Months

Series Masterlist

Previous Chapter

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Words: 2877

Warnings: Pregnancy, child birth, some angst, some fluff, cussing.

A/N: I feel like this kind of sucks, and I’m so sorry! I’ve been having a bit of writer’s block recently, but I hope that it’s not too bad for you guys. Also, the italicized words are flashbacks.

“Seriously?” Y/N groaned, dramatically throwing her head back onto the pillow behind her. “No food? No water?”

“Come on, N/N. It’s not too bad.” Tony failed to hide his grin. “You still have these delicious ice chips.” He shook around the tiny styrofoam cup that was filled to the brim, watching as the girl got more and more annoyed.

She rolled her eyes. “Mmm, delicious.”

“I’m sorry, Y/N. But it’s for serious reasons, and I know you that know that.” Dr. Madeline Bennett, one of the top OB-GYNs in America, spoke with an apologetic smile. “These next several hours are not going to be easy, but you’ve been preparing for this for the past nine months. As long as you cooperate, you’re going to do great, sweetie. ‘Kay?”

Y/N nodded her head, sheepishly placing her hands on her extremely large belly. “Okay. Thanks, Doc.” She watched as the other woman walked out of the room, letting out a heavy sigh once she knew that she was completely gone.

“Y’okay, kid?” Tony asked her, seeing the nervous look that was painted his friend’s face.

She dismissively shook her head in response, trying to break herself out of the nervous trance that had currently taken over her mind. “I’m fine.” The girl rubbed her hands up and down her midsection, wishing that it could be filled with something other than a baby. “Just hungry, that’s all.”

“Ewww!” Y/N groaned after taking a bite of the pancakes that Pepper had just made her. She made grabby hands towards the paper towel roll, a sour look completely taken over her face. “‘Gimme, ‘gimme.” Her articulation was horrible due to the massive clump of barely chewed food that was just sitting in her mouth.

Pepper frowned as she handed her friend a rectangle of the paper towel, watching as the younger girl spit the mushy piece of pancake right into it. “What’s wrong with them?”

Y/N took a long drink of her water, gurgling to get the taste completely out of her mouth. “You didn’t tell me you put banana in there!”

The strawberry blonde furrowed her eyebrows. “I didn’t think I had to. You love my banana chocolate chip pancakes.” She placed her hands on her hips, remembering something that happened way back. “Actually, you were the one who suggested putting the bananas in-in the first place! You said it would be a healthier option!”

The three months pregnant woman shoved her plate away from her. “Ya, well, I don’t like bananas anymore!”

“It’s true.” Tony agreed nonchalantly as he walked into the kitchen, taking a large bite of his apple. He walked up to Pepper, who he had recently got back together with after their brief ‘break’, placing a chaste kiss on her cheek after swallowing.

“They make her sick now.” Vision added from his seat at the kitchen table.

Rhodes nodded from right next to him. “Ya, she can’t even smell them.”

Pepper sighed, grabbing the basically full plate and beginning to dig in herself. “Well, if anyone has a manual to pregnant Y/N, that’d be greatly appreciated.”

“I’ll have F.R.I.D.A.Y. send it over.” Tony replied, and no one could tell whether or not he was actually joking.

The girl in discussion just gave a small shrug Pepper’s way, taking another sip of her water. She then placed the glass down with a frown, noticing how nobody was moving to get her anything different. “So… do I just not get breakfast now?”

“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah!” Y/N wailed. “Oh, god. Shit!” Her hands were clenched in fists, and her head was back and aimed towards the sky, silently asking whatever God or Gods were up there to help her out. As the large contraction finally began to calm down, the girl took a deep breath in hopes to relax herself. “Those things hurt like a bitch.”

“The little one’s just eager, that’s all.” Tony spoke from his chair right next to her bed.

Y/N quietly chuckled. “Never stops moving; just like-” She stopped herself from finishing her sentence, knowing that it would hurt too much to say the name of the man who broke her heart. “Never mind.”

Tony gave her a sympathetic nod. “I know, sweet pea.” He placed a hand on her forearm and gave her a comforting squeeze, not wanting her to be under anymore stress than she already was. “You and your little boy are fighters.”

“You ready for the big reveal?” Dr. Bennett asked with a smile as she walked into the small Avengers Compound office that had been set up for her appointments with Y/N.

The girl, who had wanted to keep this whole ordeal out of the press, had insisted on not going out for doctor’s visits.

“A bit nervous, if I’m being honest.” She responded.

“Why?” The older woman questioned. “You want a certain gender over the other?”

Y/N shook her head. “Nope, just... I don’t even know. I guess I’m always nervous for these things.”

“Well, there’s no need.” The doctor spoke while grabbing the jelly to rub on her midsection. “This is just going to be a little cold; you know from the last time.”

The five months pregnant woman winced as soon as the substance touched her belly, making Dr. Bennett chuckle.

After several seconds of scanning Y/N’s belly to get a good view, the doctor had finally figured out which sex it was. She turned to her patient with a smile. “You for sure want to know, right?”

“Yup.” Y/N responded shakily. “Tell me.”

“You’re having a boy!”

The girl let out the breath that she didn’t know she was holding, grateful to have at least one mystery now solved. “Oh my goodness, I’m so excited. How is it that you know?”

Dr. Bennett pointed to the screen. “Well, you see this little protruding thingy right here?”

“Hey, sweetie.” Pepper greeted as she walked inside of the small room, Rhodes trailing directly behind her. “How you doing?”

Y/N sighed. “Not too bad. Pretty uncomfortable, though.” She rubbed her hands up and down her large stomach, noticing that Rhodes was carrying a paper shopping bag. “What’s in there?”

“We, uh, went out and bought you a little something.” The man answered with a grin, before pulling a small brown teddy bear out of the bag. He watched as Y/N’s eyes lit up, her hands going over her mouth in awe.

“You guys!” She beamed as they placed the plush toy in her waiting hands, hugging it tight to her chest. “Thank you so much. You know how much I love stuffed animals.”

“Uhm… ya, N/N… it’s actually for the baby.” Rhodes said with a sheepish look.

Y/N’s face instantly dropped. “Oh, um… sorry. I didn’t know that.”

The man began to laugh at her reaction, realizing that his little joke probably wasn’t very funny to her right now. “No, no, I’m just messing with ‘ya! It’s for you, honey.”

The girl let out a heavy breath and shook her head at his antics.

“Ya,” Pepper added, “the baby couldn’t even play with that anyways. The plastic eyeballs are a choking hazard.”

Y/N’s eyebrows drew together. “They are? Well damn, I didn’t know that either.” Her bottom lip began to quiver, almost comically, as she squeezed the teddy bear tighter to her body. “I could’ve ch-choked my baby. I-I’m ’gonna be such a terrible mother!”

“Oh, boy.” Tony frowned, walking towards her to stroke her hair. “No you’re not, sweetheart.”

“N/N,” the other woman spoke kindly, “you’re going to be an amazing mother, and you are amazing with these kinds of things. I’ve seen it.”

“Oh goodness, all this stuff is so cute!” Y/N smiled while she and Pepper sat on the couch, scrolling through countless baby websites together. They had originally planned on going to the stores in person, but opted out because Y/N didn’t want to be seen pregnant in public. Who knew what the paparazzi would do if they caught sight of it?

“I know right.” Pepper agreed before flipping her laptop towards the other girl, pointing at two small blue objects on her screen. “Look at these little booties!”

“Aww!” Y/N giggled. “Those are so adorable.” She turned back towards her own computer, continuing to scroll through. “There’s a huge onesie selection on this one site. Like, they are all so nice, and they look like they’re good qual-”

Pepper looked towards her friend, wondering why she stopped mid-sentence, only to see a heavy frown painted on her face. “What’s wrong, sweetie?” When Y/N wouldn’t answer, Pepper decided to peer over her shoulder, slightly gasping at the sight in front of her. 

Right in the middle of Y/N’s laptop screen was a navy blue onesie, a big Captain America shield placed right on the front of it.

“Oh, honey-”

“It’s fine.” The seven months pregnant woman interrupted, discreetly wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. “Let’s just keep shopping. We’re not nearly done.” She technically was correct, as for obvious reasons they hadn’t done a baby shower. There was still a ton of things to purchase. “What about a breast pump?” She sniffled. “I need one of those, right?”

“When is this going to be over?” Y/N groaned, dramatically running her hands down her face. Or, at least any man would’ve said that she was being dramatic. Any woman would completely understand the pain that she was going through. “I’m sick and tired of this!” She glared down towards her protruding belly, pointing a stern finger at it. “I swear, when you get out here young man, you are in very big trouble!” She instantly felt a sharp pain come from her womb and gasped in response. “Wha-? Little guy just kicked me!” 

Rhodes tried to hide his chuckle with a fake cough. “I guess it’s payback for you yelling at him.”

“Ya.” Tony nodded along. “He clearly knows his mom’s voice by now. That’s a good thing.”

The girl shrugged. “I guess.” She began thinking back to all the long nights that she spent just speaking to him and him alone. “Still doesn’t make my cervix hurt any less, though.”

“Buddy,” Y/N sighed as she laid on her bed, rubbing her nine months pregnant belly, “you’ve ‘gotta calm down. It’s getting late, I want to sleep.”

She got a kick in response, much like the ones that she’d been getting for the past hour or so.

“Oh, I see how it is.” She lightly chuckled. “So stubborn, eh? Hmm… how can I get you to go to bed?” She racked her brain for any ideas that would work, before finally stumbling upon one. “How about I sing you a lullaby? Okay? ‘Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star’?”

An additional kick to the womb alerted her that he was probably okay with that.

The girl cleared her throat before beginning, ready to sing her little boy a song that she’d most likely be singing to him for the next several years.

“Come on, Y/N.” Dr. Bennett urged in a calm and collected tone from between her patient’s legs. “One more push, that’s all.”

“That’s all, N/N.” Tony repeated from his friend’s side, her hand squeezing the living daylights out of his own. “One more and he’s here.”

She gave them a strained nod before beginning that final push, her screams so loud that they could’ve probably been heard throughout the whole Compound.

Though, they were interrupted by a sudden high-pitched cry; one not of an adult, but of a newborn baby.

“I-Is that-?”

“Yes.” The doctor interrupted Y/N with a grin, slightly holding up the boy to show her what he looked like. “He’s here.”

A huge smile took over the girl’s face as she laid back on her bed, her muscles finally relaxing after many tedious hours.

Dr. Bennett cut the umbilical cord herself, knowing better than to ask Tony because he wasn’t the father, and wrapped the baby up before bringing him over to Y/N’s waiting arms.

“Hi, baby boy.” The mother cooed as she brought him close to her chest, taking in just how beautiful he was. “You’re finally here.” Tears began to mix with the sweat that was already coating her face, and she sniffled.

“He’s gorgeous.” Tony spoke from beside her, making her glance up to smile at him.

“Isn’t he?”

Y/N looked back down at her newborn son and began to lightly bounce him in her arms, causing the boy gurgle in response. “He’s so precious.”

“Do we have a name yet?” Dr. Bennett questioned the girl.

She nodded her head before making eye contact with Tony, getting ready to drop a huge metaphorical bomb on him. “The first name is Anthony, and the middle name is James.”

Stark’s heart felt like it stopped beating for a second. “W-What? You can’t be serious.”

Y/N nodded. “Well, I am.” She turned back towards the doctor, a big smile on her face. “That’s the name.”

“N/N-”

“Tony, I want this.” She interrupted him firmly. “You and Rhodey have been with me every step of the way through this pregnancy. This is my way of saying thank you, and that I love you guys.”

The man nodded, feeling tears spark into his eyes at her words. He definitely didn’t feel deserving, but if that’s what she wanted, he wasn’t going to argue.

“Is there a last name that you want me to put?” The doctor spoke again. “You can decide later if you want, that’s totally fine.“

“Rogers.” Y/N stated, her tone leaving no room for discussion. She knew that she was about to get heckled for it, but had already made up her mind many months prior.

“Are you sure about that, N/N?”

“Yes, Tony.” She gulped, stroking her son’s soft face. “I am.”

“So, I’ve been wondering…” Steve spoke as Y/N sat on his lap with her back faced towards him, the television in front of them playing a movie that neither one of them were actually watching.

“So, you’ve been wondering…?” The girl repeated playfully, turning around in his lap to face him.

The man took her left hand in his right one and began to toy with the large diamond ring on her finger. “We’ve been engaged for a few months now, and you still haven’t told me what your last name is going to be.”

“What do you mean?” Y/N asked, tilting her head to the side in the way that Steve found so adorable.

“Like, you know, are you taking mine? Are you keeping yours? Are you hyphenating?” He listed off, very curious of what her answer was going to be. “I know that there’s a lot of new ways of doing things these days, and I know that with your fame you might want to keep your own. Whatever you do choose, though, it’s fine by me.“

The Captain’s words were followed with a loving kiss from his fiancée, which he immediately melted right into. His large hands firmly gripped Y/N’s hips as he groaned lowly into her mouth.

“Was that supposed to give me some sort of an answer?” He asked after their lips parted.

Y/N gave him a sweet smile. “I want to take yours.”

“Really?” Steve questioned.

“Yes.” She nodded, hands resting at the nape of his neck and massaging gently. “I want to be a Rogers. I always have.”

“And you’re absolutely sure about this, doll? Because from what I’ve read, most celebrities hyphenate or just keep their own.”

“I’m not them, though.” The girl stated. “Stevie, I’ve been scribbling ‘Y/N Rogers’ in my notebook since the night of our first date. I’m very sure about this.”

The mother and son sat in silence, her lightly stroking his little face with the pads of her fingers. She watched as he repeatedly opened and closed his eyes, crystal blue irises that were very much like his father’s melting her heart already.

Her family was currently on their flight in, ready to meet their newest member, and her friends from work we’re going to drive up right away. Y/N had politely asked Tony, Pepper, Rhodes, and Vision to step out of the room, as she had wanted a moment alone with her baby before all of the commotion. And for the first time in a very long time, Y/N had gotten the chance to just breathe.

She had been so worried, so incredibly nervous for the past nine months that she had almost forgot to actually enjoy the experience. So scared of her and her baby being alone, that she really forgot to cherish his company. But now, holding her precious little creation in her arms so lovingly, Y/N knew that she and her son were going to be okay.

“Ya, sweetheart.” She spoke softly to him, rocking him in her arms. “We’re going to just fine.” She pressed a kiss to his forehead and let it linger, basking in the presence of the person who was now most important to her. “Just fine.”

Baby Anthony James Rogers murmured a couple incoherent sounds in response. He had not a single clue that he was missing out on meeting his father, the man who should’ve been sharing this very exact moment with them.

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PARENTHOOD INTERVIEW: Disney.

10 QUESTIONS NOT LINKED TO YOUR KID(S).

what is your current career now? “I guess you’d call it executive, but that’s boring. I’m in the entertainment industry - music and film.” 

are you enjoying it? “Sure.” 

where do you currently live? “New York, and then France throughout the summers.” 

are you married? “I am.” 

what is one thing that’s stayed the same with you since st judes? “I still don’t have the patience for most people.” 

what’s the biggest change you’ve experienced? “I’ve aged, let’s not talk about it.” 

now that you’re older and have had a successful career, what’s your biggest goal in life? “I don’t like this question. I think my whole life has been a goal. I’ve never had specific ones, I just know what I’m working towards. I don’t understand people who just stop and decide they’ve reached a final destination. Surely that’s the equivalent to dying?” 

would you still consider yourself famous? “Yes.” 

what was the first thing you did after your graduation? “We moved to New York because my Dad opened the labels second branch there, and I oversaw it. It’s also where I wanted to be for years. I didn’t want the girls permanently living in the Springs.” 

do you have any regrets about your time in st judes? “No, I did well. I was probably too nice at times.” /LOL

QUESTIONS ABOUT PARENTHOOD.

who are your children? list them in age order. “Good question...Kidding. Fleur, Dixie and then Pippa.” 

if you gave birth, who was the easiest pregnancy? if you didn’t, which pregnancy did you feel most anxious about. “Being pregnant with Pippa exhausted me. I don’t know why. Technically the twins should’ve been harder, but there you go.” 

did you have any baby showers or gender reveals? if yes, what did you do? “I did. Just a party. Not gender reveals though, I feel like very specific families do those and...yeah.” 

what kind of parent would your children describe you as, do you think? “Insane. They’ve said it to my face.” 

which stage was hardest: baby, toddler, child, teenager or young adult? “All of it from being toddlers, up. I feel like they’re babies, they’re so cute, it’s so exciting and then they hit about three and it’s like...well, shit, they’re still here.”

what has been your favourite memory with each child? “Stereotypical things; the birthday parties, Christmases...I think my favourite Christmas was the one where we set up a grotto in our house and they had all of their cousins and close friends over. That was magical.”

be honest, do you think you’ve had any failings as a parent? “No. I’ve made mistakes, sure, but I haven’t failed them.” 

what do you think you do well as a parent? “Honesty. I feel like too many parents try to sugarcoat things for their kids. People used to criticise me for how harsh I was on the twins with things like school and who they hung out with, but at the end of the day, all three of them are successful and have the world at their fingertips now. They understand what it means to work hard and they know how to say no to people or spot “friends” who aren’t actually friends.” 

how much involvement do your own parents have in your child’s life? “A lot.” 

as a parent, what is something you’re still learning? “It’s normal for children to want to follow trends and if they want to ignore me and wear something hideous, that’s on them. I still look great.” 

what’s the funniest memory from parenthood so far? “We’ve had so many. I think people have this idea that our family and household walk around in designer clothes, everything is immaculate and we act like we’re one of the Bridgerton families, but it’s not the case. The girls are hilarious - especially Pippa - and we have enough inside jokes to keep me going into old age.” 

when do you feel like you were needed the most? “The baby years, obviously.”

JUST FOR FUN, WHICH CHILD… if you have just one child, you can just say if they’d do the stuff or not.

which child is the most sensible? “Fleur.” 

which child is the most independent? “That’s tricky because I don’t want to contradict myself in implying that two of them aren’t independent. They all are...I’m going to say Dixie, though. I think she’s the one most likely to get up and do something for herself without even consulting Brody and I.” 

which child did you always have suspicions about being famous one day? “Pippa. That girl’s mind and imagination is something else.” 

which child was the hardest work as a child? “Pippa. Dixie and Fleur were very similar and she was like the little sister who just came ball dozing in and shook up what all of us were used to. Good for her, it was needed.”

which child have you cried/stressed over the most? “Gross. None of them.”

which child has the tidiest room? “Dixie.” 

which child do you think likes you the most? “Fleur.” 

which child is most likely to forget your birthday? “Pippa.” 

which child is/was the most academic? “Dixie.” 

which child is/was the most athletic? “Fleur and Pippa were both pretty sporty.” 

which child tends to be the most annoying? “All three. Fleur is a perfectionist and very precise. She can’t let things go until they’re just so...which is a little like me, I suppose. Dixie’s the whiner. She will wear you down until she gets exactly what she wants and Pippa’s the loud one. She has so much energy and just never stops.” 

which child asks for money the most? “That’s a tie.” 

which child is most likely to move in back home? “Probably Fleur.” 

which child helps out around the house the most? “Dixie...barely....but it’s more than the other two do.” 

which child enjoyed disney the most growing up? “They all liked it but none were obsessed.”

BEING AN ACADEMY PARENT.

did you have a say in the academy(s) your child(ren) picked? “Yes and no. I advised them on which ones to go to and which I personally think are a waste of time and for the most part, they listened.” 

how did you feel when your child decided they wanted to go to an academy? “Fine. I saw it coming.” 

do any of your children study the same as what you did? are they less, equally or more successful than what you were? “None of them act or have anything to do with movies.” 

when your child(ren) were younger, what did you THINK they’d end up working as? “I never really thought about it. I was too busy focusing on them in the present and preparing them for what they needed at the time. I still don’t think about it, but then I suppose we’ve always had the luxury of not having to worry about them being financially stable or anything like that.”

have you met any of your child’s friends or partners? “I’ve met a lot of friends.” 

what’s your biggest worry about your children being in an academy? “There isn’t one.” 

what’s the one piece of advice you’d give your child as they start this journey that you wished you had? “You’re not overrated, they’re just threatened. And for good reason.”

MEMORY LANE.

what tv programmes/films were on repeat as your children were growing up? “I could not get rid of Peppa Pig. That bitch finds her way into every household, I think. I thought the twins would bully Pippa, because her name is so close, and they did but in a shocking twist of events, Pippa embraced it and started acting like her which was awful because that pig is a brat. But, she’d full on snort when she was trying to make a point or copy her laugh and snort afterwards on purpose. I think that’s the closest I’ve ever been to having a parental meltdown.” 

have you ever lost your child/had something happen that’s made you panic? "Pippa again, shocker. We never lost her but she once got her head stuck in a hotel stairwells banister. Don’t ask me how.”

what was the first holiday you went on as a whole family? “We didn’t travel for a while after Pippa was born. I’m so against going to places with newborns. It’s just pointless. Travelling for work is pointless, but the parents who drag their tiny kids to Disneyland or sit on scorching beaches with them are insane. For her fourth birthday, we went to Disneyland Florida, though.” 

can you remember a time you’ve ever been called to the principals office? “Many times, mainly for Dixie and Pippa.” 

say one thing about your child that you think they’d like to hear, but wouldn’t expect you to say. “You’ve done way more than enough to make me proud. For sure.” 

[starfleet-wannabe]

You’re my Best Friend- Joe Mazzello x Pregnant!Reader

Summary: Pregnant!Reader reflects on her Pregnancy while sharing a lovely moment with Joe in their kitchen.

Word Count: 1739

Warnings: Fluff. Just pure unadulterated fluff

A/N: This story is written and dedicated @elliesmithy3  aka. @rogerina-yee-haw who inspired the idea, without you this wouldn’t have come into fruition. Ellie, you are my muse and you never fail to make my day! I have recently started writing again as a hobby and this is only my second posted piece. It was really fun to write, and I hope you all enjoy, it means a lot to me that you would take the time to read my story.

Parenthood used to scare you. The very idea of a helpless, defenseless creature needing your care and attention to survive used to shake you to the core, as you imagined every little possible scenario that could go wrong. It didn’t help that as a writer your mind was prone to overthinking these horrific scenarios as a single thought would refuse to leave until you focused on every little detail. However, this was all before you met Joe, all before he became the love of your life.

  You had been married for nearly two years before you both decided to try for a family of your own, and with luck on your side, you became pregnant only after a couple of months of trying. To say you were excited would be an understatement. To say Joe was excited would be an insult to the word itself. You practically had to teether Joe to your side as he was bouncing off the walls with his energy, every part of him oozing with excitement as he couldn’t wait to become a dad.

“That’s our baby in there Y/N,” Joe said almost every single time he put his hands on your bump, wanting to feel every movement the baby made. His smile, while bright on its own, appeared to shine at over a million watts since you told him the news, never leaving your side and never taking his hands off of you!

“You are just so beautiful,” Joe said as he watched you in the kitchen, while you were making a small meal you were craving. Your Spotify playlist set to a classic rock station, as you continue to stir your meal.

“I’m glad someone thinks so,” You said, having not felt that well recently about your appearance. You could no longer see your toes when looking down and needed help with getting off the couch. While Joe was more than happy to help with every little thing you needed, you hated feeling like a burden to others and having to be dependent on other people.

“Y/N, I mean it,” Joe said a determined look in his amber eyes. “You are doing something so spectacular right now, you’re creating a baby, our baby, and that is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.” Joe wrapped his arms from behind you, resting his hands on your bump and if, on cue, your little ball of joy decided to kick back.

“Well dear, she already likes you,” You said turning off the stove and turning to face Joe. “I swear every time you’re near me, even if it just your voice she decides it’s time to play hacky sack with my kidneys.” Joe laughed at your comment before kissing your cheek.

“What can I say Y/N, I guess she just daddy’s little girl,” Joe said his smile growing bigger than before, a feat you were sure had to be impossible at some point, while he continued to run circles on your bump. 

You still remember just how enamored he was when you learned you were having a daughter. When the technical asked if you wanted to know the gender, you both couldn’t say yes fast enough, however, Joe said his at breakneck speed making you wonder when he learned to talk even quicker than he normally did. With the cold gel on your belly, and your right hand holding Joe’s, you looked on screen as the technician moved the wand over your stomach. You have done many ultrasounds before, but each one was more spectacular than the last, as you watched over the months of your baby developing, enjoying watching them hiccup on screen, as you felt their movements within you, fascinated by the sheer fact that this baby was growing inside you.

“Congrats you two,” The technical stated breaking you out of your train of thought. “It’s a girl!”

You felt your heart stop at the news, as you tried to process the information. You were having a daughter and couldn’t help but to start tearing up as you thought about the little girl moving within you, feeling her squirm, and that’s this was a little girl you already loved with your whole heart without ever having held her in your arms. You were already so in love, and you wondered how you were going to have more love to give her. 

When you turned to Joe, with tears in your eyes, the first thing you noticed was the stream of tears running down his face, like a waterfall into a river. Joe looked at you with so much love in his eyes. You couldn't help but fall in love with him all over again. You have always adored how sensitive Joe could be, and this time was no different. He stared at you for a bit, before looking back at the monitor, new tears forming as his eyes lingered on the screen. 

“We’re having a baby girl, Y/N.” He said at a whisper, still processing the news before his grin grew into an even bigger smile. Before you realized it, he started showering you in kisses, starting at your cheeks before finishing with a long tender kiss on the lips, unlike anything you ever felt before. This man never kissed the same way twice.

“I’m glad your happy, dear,” You said letting your fingers trance a few of his tears away.

“Y/N, I’ve been happy since the day you said you would marry me. This is just perfect! Life is just perfect! You are just perfect! And our little girl is going to be just as perfect as her momma!” You could only smile back, as your husband asked for at least ten copies of the ultrasound wanting to have a keepsake of this moment forever, his mouth still moving at nearly a hundred words per second.

It was the next song that came on the station that broke you out of your train of thought and caused you to look into Joe’s brown eyes, the lights of the kitchen showcasing the red hue of his auburn hair. It was the grim on his face that let you know he was thinking the exact same thing. 

“Do you still remember how our dance went to this?” You asked putting your arms on his shoulders as you did nearly three years ago. While he might have had on a nice tux back then and you had on a white dress smaller than your current size, the feeling remained the same; this man was the love of your life. “I might not be able to do all the moves.” You said looking back at your bump, a lovely smile on your face as you watched Joe put his arms around your waist, his fingers lingering on your stomach.

“That’s not a problem at all babe,” Joe said as he started to lead into swaying back and forth in your kitchen. “You’re my Best Friend” becoming white noise as you just looked at him and caressed his cheek, examining all the features you hoped your daughter would process. You wanted her to be a mini copy of Joe with ginger hair and brown eyes running around the house. You found yourself longing for the days when Joe and her would be driving you crazy in the best way possible, as he no doubt would spoil her, giving her every little thing she would ever desire, showering her with so much affection. You looked at Joe and saw all the fears you ever had for the future go away, as you knew he already processed so much love, more than any man should be allowed to. When she started kicking up a storm again, you pulled Joe right hand from your waist and watched as his face lit up with every little kick. He kneeled before you and lifted your shirt to reveal a small sliver of skin, his hands laying on both sides of your stomach, and while there were days you felt as big as a house, you couldn’t help but feel like a goddess right now, as Joe’s attention was to the little life you created within you.

“Hi Baby Girl,” Joe said before placing a kiss above your navel. “We’re very excited to meet you, just a couple more weeks until we get to hold you in our arms.” His right thumb tranced the spot he kissed before your daughter decided to kick again. 

“Until then, please be kind to Mommy, she works so hard to provide so much for you, and you need to treat her with respect.” You could feel your eyes water up as you continued to watch as he bonded with your bump. 

“I love you so much and can’t wait to show you off to the world.” Joe got up from his knees and look at you as if he was looking into your soul. His features soften as his big brown eyes poured with love. Pulling you into a passionate kiss, you felt your breath hitched, as you leaned further into the embrace, closing the space in between as much as you could with your bump in the way.

  “You are going to be the greatest dad ever Joseph Francis Mazzello III.” You said after Joe broke the kiss, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders. 

“Only because I have an amazing wife to share this journey with,” Joe said placing a kiss on your forehead. “I can’t thank you enough for this wonderful gift.” His hands found there way back to your stomach, lingering for a moment before returning to your waist.

“Right back at you darling.”

“Hey babe,” Joe said causing you to look up, as you saw his eyes wide opened, staring at the stove behind you before he started laughing to himself. “I think your food is getting cold.”

“Let it get cold. I have all the warmth I ever need right here.” You said looking at him with a grin on your face. “Plus I found a better craving to satisfy me.” You said as you leaned your head on his shoulder and taking in his scent. You have never been happier. Ever fear, and every anxiety you ever had about becoming a mom failed to exist, as you knew that as long as you had Joe by your side, you would be able to handle anything in your way.

[stripper-patrick]

Cravings 🍱 Thor

Back Home 🌑, I’m pregnant 🥀, Cravings 🍱, Hormones 🎭, Baby shower 🧸, Birth 👣

Warnings: angst

Relationship: Thor x black plus sized reader

I’m now 4 months pregnant and showing a little bit. I decided to do a gender reveal at my baby shower in a couple months so no one at all knows right now.

I wake up at 12am with my stomach growling. I was exhausted so I went straight to sleep and skipped dinner even though it was against Steve’s orders. I really want tacos.

I pull the covers back and stand up grabbing my robe cause it’s a little too chilly for my tank top. Bruce has leftover tacos and I’m gonna eat them whether he likes it or not. I’ll reimburse him.

I head to the kitchen to see Thor there drinking a beer. I haven’t really spoke to him since I found out I was pregnant. Just short conversations or dry ass hi’s and bye’s.

“What are you doing up?” He asks

“Same question to you” I go in the fridge and grab the tacos.

“Those are Bruce’s right?” I nod popping them in the microwave “I’ll have to reimburse him cause I really need these right now” I actually look at him and he looks sexy. Wife beater (white tank) on, grey sweats. My god.

“What?” I look at his face shaking my head.

“And I’m down here because Bean wanted tacos and I knew Bruce had some”

“Bean?”

“That’s a little nickname I made up for the baby. Anyways why are you drinking at 12 in the morning”

“I was watching basketball”

“Mmm” the microwave beeps and I grab the tacos taking a bite. I moan at the taste and Thor looks at me.

“I’ve heard that sound plenty of times” he winks

“Shut up” I roll my eyes. He strides over to me standing tall above me. He leans down and takes a bite of my taco. Honestly if he was gonna kiss me I would’ve let him. Maybe that’s the pregnancy talking.

“Goodnight” he kisses my cheek and rubs my stomach kissing it before heading upstairs.

I finish and head back upstairs laying down.

...

I wake up to the sun shining bright in my face. I get up and run to the bathroom throwing up the taco I had a couple hours before. Ok maybe Bean didn’t want that.

I brush my teeth and wash my face before going downstairs to see the gang.

“Morning” the smell of coffee makes me scrunch up my face in disgust.

“Hey” I say

“How’s baby Bean” Thor asks.

“Giving me a hard time” I roll my eyes. Bruce goes in the fridge and groans.

“Where are my tacos”

“I’m sorry I’ll pay you back”

“You ate them?”

“Technically Bean wanted them and I had to oblige”

“I mean yea whatever he says goes”

“Or she” I say “I’ll either run and get you more or I’ll pay you back”

“You don’t have to” he says grabbing a bowl. Bruce gets some cereal and I feel really.

Someone knocks on the door and Tony opens it. I see Jane wall in and I roll my eyes.

“Nice to see you too Y/N how’s my stepbaby”

“Jane that’s not-“

“Stepbaby? Either of you would be lucky to see this one” I say “so kiss my fat ass” I stand up and walk to the balcony

“I’ve done that before” Thor says. Jane hits him and I smirk.

“And I know he’d do it again”

[cherylblsom]

The Definition of Perfect - Ch.3

(A/N): After 27 years I am finally providing you with an update!!

Pairing: Cheryl Blossom x Toni Topaz

Word Count: 2,521

Warnings: just some swearing 

Read it on AO3

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5

**flashback**

“So what did you wanna tell us T?” Fangs asks, he’s sitting on the couch in his trailer, Sweet Pea is perched beside him with his feet up resting on the coffee table. Toni is standing in front of the pair, she’d been pacing back and forth when they’ve arrived and had finally stopped to look at the pair. 

“Yeah, what’s the hot gossip?’ Sweet Pea chimes in, flashing one of his signature smiles in Toni’s direction. “Let me guess, Cheryl finally convinced you to write about her for your journal entry in the magazine”

“No and how did you even know about that? Whatever doesn’t matter, moving on…” 

“Ohh” Sweet Pea nods as if understanding ”You need sex advice? Now listen I don’t know a whole lot about-“

“Sweet Pea shit UP” Fangs cuts in, he lands a soft blow to his friend’s shoulder before turning his attention back to Toni, she offers him a grateful smile before opening her mouth.

“Cheryl and I, well I guess Cheryl technically, is pregnant…” she says slowly as she watches their faces closely to gage their reactions.

“Oh my god Topaz!! That’s awesome” Fangs replies, a huge smile pasted across his face.

“No shit!! I’ve been waiting for this” SweetPea says, his face lighting up in response. “Tell me you’re naming the baby after me. Sweets jr?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, they’re naming it after me” 

“Fangs c’mon we all know that your name just doesn’t have as much baby potential I mean think of-“

“Oh and your name does? You’re nuts if you-“

“GUYS!!’ Toni says loudly, stopping the boys dead in their tracks and causing them to look up at her with wide eyes. Growing up with these two had taught her early on how to stop their bickering, even if it was just playful at the moment. “It’s twins”

“One for both of us” they say in almost perfect unison before falling back into the couch laughing. 

“Oh my god” Toni groans, rolling her eyes in response to her best friends. “I hate you two”. She walks over to the couch and flops down between the two boys who immediately pull her into a tight bear hug from both sides. 

“You know we’re stoked for you Topaz” SweetPea says, his voice shifting to a more serious tone. “It’s what you two deserve, a family to call your own”

-

“What do you mean by complication?” Toni asks slowly, Cheryl is gripping her hand tightly and shifting her eyes between Toni and the doctor as she awaits a response. 

“What’s wro- oh FUCK” Cheryl practically screams as another contraction hits her full on, she squeezes Toni’s hand so hard she’s afraid it might break. 

“It’s just that one of the babies is in the wrong position, sort of turned sideways. It’s not uncommon for twins actually, and can be an easy fix” the doctor finally responds once Cheryl has been coaxed through her contraction.

“So what does that mean exactly? And why didn’t the other doctor pick up on this?” Toni asks. She can feel how hard Cheryl’s heart is racing just by the pulse from her wrist and she gives her wife’s hand a reassuring squeeze to try and calm her.

“Well she most likely would have on your next visit but since Cheryl went into premature labour the doctor didn’t get a chance to see their positions. Usually we would turn the baby now but since it’s behind the other one we will have to turn the baby after the first one is delivered”

“Is that even possible?”

“Yes, but it can be risky and if we can’t do it in time we would have to rush Cheryl into an emergency C-Section. The other option is we just go with a C-Section to begin with and deliver both babies that way” 

“What’s the better solution?” 

“That’s not a decision I can make for you, both options come with their own set of risks but I can promise you we will do everything we can to keep everyone safe. And if you decide against the C-Section I would strongly advise an epidural since turning the second baby will result in an increased level of pain”

“Toni.. I- I don’t want a C-Section. It wasn’t the plan…” Cheryl’s voice says quietly, she turns her head to catch her wife’s eyes with her own. 

“Neither was going into labour a month early, but maybe this is safer for the babies”

“No.” Cheryl says more forcefully then she meant to, but there was no way in hell she was letting anyone, especially a doctor she doesn’t know, cut into her. 

“I’ll leave you two to discuss. But the contractions are getting closer and she’s already 5 centimetres dilated so we don’t have a ton of time” Dr. Roberts says slowly, she nods at Toni before exiting the room and letting the door click shut behind her. 

-

**flashback**

Veronica had decided to throw them a baby shower, because of course she has insisted on that. And this was Veronica Lodge they were talking about, so Cheryl was well aware that it would be an over the top occasion despite Toni’s protests and assurance that they just wanted something small. After all, when Veronica set her mind to something there was no changing her mind. But what Cheryl wasn’t expecting was the bombardment of questions Veronica has decided to throw at the pair over just how the event should look and sound and even smell. Every time Cheryl thought there wasn’t possibly any more questions Veronica could come up with another one would fall from her mouth. They were currently seated at the kitchen table in Cheryl and Toni’s house, mugs of tea steaming into the air between them as Veronica typed furiously at her MacBook keyboard. 

“As fascinating at this is…” Toni says, holding herself back from rolling her eyes at Veronica’s ridiculous questioning. “I have a hair appointment, so I’ll leave you to it!” She leans in to kiss Cheryl gently and run her hand over her belly, at almost 6 months pregnant her bump has grown significantly and Cheryl was almost constantly complaining of back pain. 

“I love you” Cheryl says softly, she kisses Toni again before letting her slip out of her grasp, she hears the sound of door opening and closing mere moments later and sighs softly before turning her attention back to her best friend. 

“So flowers! I’m thinking roses, they have a certain… ambience that just screams baby shower to me. Especially yours. Now there’s the matter of colour. White for purity, yellow is typically used for friendship but of course also symbolizes new beginnings. And then there’s the classic red we can’t forget about…” she trails off lost in thought. She has her glasses on which Cheryl knows means business. Veronica hums softly and clicks her pen on her bottom lip before her eyes light up. “What about yellow and red together? That symbolizes happiness and excitement and then of course they have their individual meanings, we could even add in a few white if you want?” 

“You’re the expert” Cheryl says, she laughs lightly in response to her best friend, typical of her to got way overboard for a simple baby shower. But Cheryl had to admit she kind of liked the papering. “I’m just excited to meet them - I have a feeling they’re both girls, did I tell you that?” Cheryl looks up from rubbing her stomach to make eye contact with Veronica. 

“Only like twice a day for the past two weeks” Veronica says, a smile spreading across her face. “I however - disagree, but all will be answered in due time. I’ve been thinking of ways to do the gender reveal and need your opinion” 

“Of course you have” Cheryl rolls her eyes while picking up her mug of tea and bringing it to her lips. 

-

The day of the baby shower had arrived and by the time Cheryl rolls out of bed she already has 10 text messages and 4 missed calls from Veronica despite the fact it’s only 10:03 A.M. 

“You behave today” Cheryl says, looking down at her stomach. “No making me sick okay? Its a big day” 

The morning was chaotic with Veronica running around decorating the house with every colour of the rainbow and making last minute calls to ensure everything would be going to plan. Cheryl had to hand it to her, the girl knew how to plan an event. When she walks downstairs she’s awed by the beauty of it. Red, white and yellow roses are littered around the living room and kitchen in different coloured vases. Over the doorways hang streamers with hints of colours at the ends and over the couch is a banner that showcases a blue and pink bear with a question mark at the end. To the side of their couch is a table decked out in white and gold ribbons that looks like it's set up for a variety of baby related games. And on yet another table a plate of cookies shaped like bottles and diaper pins and rattles is layed out. The French doors leading to their patio are open and a soft breeze is blowing into the dining room and cooling down the heat emanating from the stove. Their motorcycles are still parked to the side of the patio and Cheryl smiles fondly at them, she hasn’t ridden in months and she didn’t realize just how much she misses it until now. Veronica had even gone the extra step to deck out both their motorcycles in pink and blue ribbons which danced lightly in the breeze. 

“Are you ready to find out what’re you’re carrying?” Veronica says softly from behind Cheryl, she breaks her stare focused on the bikes and turns towards the voice. 

“Of course” Cheryl smiles. “But you know, you never did tell me what you’re doing for the reveal”

“A wise women never reveals her secrets” Veronica replies. The doorbell rings suddenly, casting an echo through the house and Veronica hurries away to open it.

By the time everyone has arrived Cheryl is completely exhausted from welcoming them all and talking about how she’s both and excited and nervous for the new additions to the family. The table near the front door is stacked high with all sizes and shapes of gifts, I guess nobody had listened when the pair said not to spoil them or the babies. Cheryl is currently seated on the couch between Archie and Betty, the cat is settled on her chest, her paws resting gently against Cheryl’s belly. She’s purring softly as Cheryl runs her hand over her back in even strokes. 

“Does she always do that?” Betty asks, a light chuckle behind her voice. 

“Cherry? Oh yeah she loves to cuddle. Especially now with my stomach, it’s her favourite place to nap”

“A personal guardian for the twins” Betty says, she reaches out to pet the cat’s head and smiles softly at Cheryl. 

“Okay guys!” Veronica calls suddenly, emerging from the kitchen with Toni on her heels. “Let’s all make our way outside” 

People make their way out slowly, Cheryl and Toni emerging last. Her back is in an increasing amount of pain but Cheryl would be damned if she let that keep her down today, this was the last big thing happening before the birth of her babies and she wanted to be present for it.  Veronica ushers the pair to the side of the patio where they have a perfect view of their motorcycles and Cheryl raises her eyebrows at her wife who just shrugs in response. Veronica is beaming and Cheryl wonders for a moment who’s most excited about this gender reveal. Sweet Pea and Fangs step up from the crowd and each swing themselves onto the seat of one of the motorcycles, keys in their hands. 

“Ready?” Veronica asks, eyeing Cheryl and Toni. They both nod in response and Cheryl reaches for Toni’s hand to give it a couple reassuring squeezes before turning her attention back to the motorcycles. The boys crank the engines in perfect sync and the bikes roar to life, the exhaust sputters out as a dull grey colour at first before changing to more vibrant colours. The bike Fangs is sitting on is spilling pink exhaust from the tail pipes while the other spills blue and Cheryl’s face lights up as she takes in the moment. 

“SEE!” Sweet Pea calls, noticing his bike is the blue one, “A sign you should name the baby after me!”

Toni laughs in response and rolls her eyes before turning to Cheryl and pulling her against her lips, she kisses her deeply and passionately. Cheryl can’t help the tears that have started to fall down her face in response, she kisses Toni back hard as the pink and blue smoke swirl around them and then dissipates into the air.

-

Cheryl lets out a loud scream and grips Toni’s hand as she shakes through another contraction, they’re getting increasingly painful and longer as the time drags on. She falls back into the mattress when the worst of it is over and turns her head to look at her wife. 

“I’m not letting them cut into me” Cheryl says sternly. Toni nods in response before reaching to wipe Cheryl’s head with a damp cloth. 

“Then you need to get an epidural. And I know, you don’t want to. And it wasn’t in the plan. But we gotta go off the plan babe, it’ll be okay”

“Toni… I don’t know”

“Cher.. you’re so strong, the strongest person I know. But I can see you’re in a lot of pain and it’s only going to get worse. I promise this will get easier if you agree, and we’ll make sure the babies are safe and sound okay?” She runs her thumb over Cheryl’s knuckles and smiles down at her. A soft whimper falls from her wife’s lips and then she nods slowly in response before clicking the call button to the right of her bed. 

The relief that comes from the drug is almost immediate. Cheryl, who is laying on her side in the bed now, relaxes as it makes its way into her bloodstream and starts to numb her pain. She smiles up at Toni, thanking her silently for convincing her to make this decision. 

“You did so good baby, not much longer now” she leans down to press a kiss to Cheryl’s temple, her eyes flutter close in response and she relaxes further into the mattress dosing off lightly. She isn’t sleeping long before she’s woken up with the pain of another contraction, the doctor had told them an epidural can speed up how fast you dilate but Cheryl hadn’t expected it to be so quick, it was barley 30mins later. Dr Roberts rushes in at the sound of Cheryl’s scream and immediately goes to checking how far long she is. 

“Cheryl… you need to get ready to push” she says slowly. 

(next)

[topsyturvy-dream]

For @laniquelove​'s April Challenge: Random Headcanon. The headcanon is about being pregnant with Liam’s First Child, and it’s under the cut because it is quite long (I got carried away! Hahaha 💜)

As promised, tagging: @decisso​

Note: If you want to see the HD version of the picture, just click on it. Enjoy! 😄

Being Pregnant with King Liam’s First Child:

Liam tears up the moment he finds out you're pregnant

"Words can't express how much I love you. You make me the happiest man in the universe"

He'll pick you up and spin you around while kissing your lips because he's just so happy, and then suddenly stops to panic because he might have hurt you or the baby

But you assure him that it's fine, and the baby is most likely still a little bean, so he smiles and kneels before you, kissing your stomach

"You may not be able to understand or hear me yet, but know that your mother and I already love you"

Let's face it, having his first ever little bean, Liam is the most attentive husband and father-to-be

You'll have an endless supply of kisses because he's very affectionate

Liam also loves to put his hand on your belly to feel the baby's kicks

Sometimes, he will play the guitar for you and your little prince or princess

And if he's not busy, he will read them short stories or even serenade them with happy tunes ("Your papa was part of the Cordonian Singing Quartet when he was younger")

Of course, you can't help but smile at his sweet gestures. It's the cutest, really

Cravings? Liam is totally be the type to bring a chef from another country to Cordonia just to satisfy your cravings. After all, nothing but the best for the mama-to-be!

Future family talks. Liam can't wait to have a big happy family

Did I mention that Liam is the sweetest husband ever? Because he is!

One evening, there is an important gala that requires his and your attendance

But because none of the beautiful dresses fit, you feel quite insecure about going out in public

Liam will have none of it, of course

He comforts you and assures that you are the most beautiful and enchanting woman he has ever seen in his life, and until now, he's thanking his lucky stars that you picked him to be your husband

"You are bringing life to this world. A beautiful baby that we created out of our love for each other"

This causes you to tear up a little bit because he is just so patient, kind, and loving to you

Convinced, you “kick him out” of your closet to get ready, telling him to wait for you by the grand staircase

Liam looks so mesmerised as you walk down the stairs. Taking in your beauty, he swears he’s falling in love with you all over again

He showers you with kisses - your lips, your forehead, your cheeks, your baby belly, everywhere basically

"You're glowing, my love. If only I could, we will just stay here and I will make love to you for the whole night" - "Why don't you do that then?" - "As tempting as it sounds, we have a gala to attend, my queen."

He's really proud of his soon-to-be-family. When people ask how the pregnancy is, he excitedly talks about having a baby with his beautiful wife

Liam never really lets you out of his sight for long, until he can't take it anymore. You both leave early because you need to be "resting"

King Kinky doing what he does best: picture yourself standing in front of a full body mirror, Liam behind you. One one caressing your stomach, the other on your breast

He wants you to watch yourselves making love

Another round on the bed after that, and once you finish, you fall asleep snuggled close to your husband as he wraps his arms around you, making you feel safe and content

Official pregnancy photos, lots of them because memories, and these pictures are hung on the walls of your wing in the palace (and the exclusive photos were published in Trend magazine)

It's also his phone screen picture. Whenever he has to be away for very important business meetings, and he's tired and just wants to go back to cuddle with you and the baby, he checks his phone all the time to give him the much needed inspiration and energy

Baby shower! Only the very close friends and family members were invited to find out the gender of the baby (but of course, the public can't know based on royal traditional, so it's a very hush-hush event)

Lady Hana planned it (who else can you trust with the secret of the baby's gender), and if there's anything she can do perfectly, it's to plan amazeballs events

There's a "gender reveal piñata" where you and Liam stand under the piñata and pull a string, then out comes confetti, balloons, and ribbons colour-coded according to the gender of the baby

"3... 2... 1..." you both pull the string; cheers and applause can be heard in the private garden where the event is held

You look at each other with happy tears and big, bright smiles

"It's a baby---"

Artist's Note: Firstly, I just want to say that I really loved drawing this particular artwork. It's my masterpiece - the Mona Lisa to my Leo Da Vinci! 😂 Okay, maybe not to that extent, but I really do love this drawing because it was a labour of love. It literally took me a week to finish this because I can't get the colours of the dress right (aka I had to see which different colours work together for the dress, so imagine all the layers LOL). So yeah, I love it because I put a little piece of me inside that drawing (metaphorically lol). As for the headcanon, I actually made a mistake when I was writing it. I technically wrote an outline for a fic instead 😂🙈 So when I was looking through HC posts of writers here, I decided to edit it, but it's alright because I did include the most important parts. As for the baby's gender, I put it as "---" so y'all can pick whatever gender of baby you want to have with Liam (that's the power of imagination). Although if you want to know what I feel the gender of Liam’s first baby will be, tune in on 30 April (April Challenge: Take Your Child to Work)! 💕 Thank you so much for reading! I hope that both the artwork and headcanon brightened up your day 😊