#cute momma daughter stuffs?

[woso-dreamzzz]

Princesse's Halloween

Hardersson x Daughter!Reader

Natalia Guijarro (OC) x Hardersson!Reader

Part of The Big Adventures Universe

Summary: The sixth of my Halloween-centric fics

"You're saying this is a family tradition?" Talia asks, one brow raised in confusion as you gather Kung up in your lap to feed him treats.

"Yes."

"And your mums did this all the time?"

"Yes," You laugh," Right up until I was born. Then they had to include me in it."

"And they just choose each other's costumes? Nothing fancy? And the other person has to wear it?"

"Yes."

Talia grins, looking you up and down and you get the funny feeling that you're missing something.

"Do you want to do?"

"I would love to do it." You girlfriend practically purrs out the words and now you definitely know you're missing something.

But Kung thumps his foot and Reina hisses on the balcony at the neighbours and Prins whines to go on his walk and you forget all about the look Talia had on her face when you told her about your family tradition.

It doesn't even come to mind again until you're welcoming your mothers in the day before Halloween.

"Oh," Talia says, throwing her bag down onto a spare chair as she comes in from her media commitments.

She's had a lot of those now that she's the Barcelona captain and you're secretly very thankful you don't have a captaincy. You don't know if you'd make a very good captain.

It's a dream, of course. Every wannabe footballer, pictures captaining their club and their country but you don't know if anyone would ever see you as a leader like that.

It's one thing to captain a youth team. It's something completely different to captain a senior team.

"I didn't realise you guys were coming today," Talia continues," I thought you were coming in a few days?"

"You'd be surprised by how many flights are packed after Halloween," Pernille throws over her shoulder, having completely taken over the stove in the short time she's been in your apartment.

Magda's over by one of the shelves, staring intently at Rocky like she's willing him to blow up with her eyes. "It's awful. There was a baby on our flight. It wouldn't stop crying. Who brings a baby into business class?"

You laugh. "You've gotten grumpy in your old age, Morsa," You say fondly.

"We didn't travel with you at all!"

"You did," You say," I used to go to camp with Momma."

Magda flicks her hand dismissively. "Yeah but you were a well behaved baby. You barely cried." She looks over at Talia, nose wrinkled. "I bet you cried a lot."

Talia grins, more of a smirk really as Reina clambers all over her. "And tantrums. They're the stuff of legend in my family. Completely blew Patri's tantrums out of the water."

"Yeah, well-"

"Must you two do this every time?" Pernille asks, plating up food and opening some drinks. "We get it. You're 'enemies'. Can we just skip this bit and get to the point where you're bonding over being remarkably similar?"

Talia and Magda exchange a look.

"You always ruin my fun," Magda complains good-naturedly, sitting down at the table," But fine. Only because I love you." She leans over to kiss Pernille square on the lips.

"Hey!" You say," If you banned PDA for us, no PDA for you! No kissing at my table!"

The meal is delicious as always.

Talia doesn't think for a moment that Magda was the better cook from your childhood no matter how many times you insist she was.

After cleaning up and a few movies, you finally remember that look a few weeks ago. The look that Talia gave you when she agreed to pick out your costume this year.

Magda and Pernille had gone first with Pernille choosing a cute tiger onesie for Magda and Magda choosing a massive, inflatable chicken costume for Pernille that nearly didn't fit through the doorway when she came in wearing it.

You'd chosen a fairly goofy looking vampire costume for your own girlfriend, complete with a set of fangs that glow in the dark.

It's only when you get changed into the costume that Talia chose for you, that you remember that god awful smirk she wore when you explained to her your family tradition.

"Er..." You look at yourself in the mirror, trying to pull down the skirt of your nurse's outfit. "Talia, are you sure this is everything? It's...Kind of short..."

You can hear Talia cough, movement outside the door and then her head is popping in.

"I...er...bought this before I found out your parents were coming. You look good though."

"So I take it this is the full costume."

"You look very good as a sexy nurse," Talia says, grinning back at you in the mirror.

You purse your lips in thought. "Yes, I do." You turn, passing her in the doorway. "I'm looking forward to hearing how you're going to explain this one to my mothers."

[yourmomsawh0r3]

but it’s for the baby!

pairing: no apocalypse joel miller x f! wife reader

Joel had just walked through the front door, setting his toolbelt down on the table, when Y/N burst through with bags dangling from each arm, her belly leading the way.

"Hi honey!" she greeted him with a grin, slightly out of breath.

Joel raised an eyebrow, taking in the sheer number of bags she was struggling with. "Did you buy the whole damn store?"

She giggled, her face lighting up. "Maybe... but honey, it’s stuff for the house and the baby!"

"Uh-huh," Joel replied, crossing his arms and shaking his head with a teasing smile. "I don’t even want to know the total. This is really gonna hurt the pocketbook, isn’t it?"

"Hold on, sweetie," Y/N huffed, kicking off her shoes and sliding into her slippers with a sigh of relief. "Momma's feet are swollen."

Joel chuckled softly, watching her waddle over to the couch. She sat down with a dramatic exhale, and he followed, taking a seat beside her. "Alright, let’s see what you got."

Y/N started unpacking the bags, her excitement bubbling over as she showed Joel a tiny onesie that read Daddy’s Girl in cute, curly script.

Joel’s heart swelled as he gently took the onesie from her. "Sarah’s gonna look so cute in this." He smiled, picturing their baby girl.

Y/N beamed at him, her hand resting on her belly. "She is, isn’t she? I couldn’t resist."

"I love you, honey," Joel said, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Now, what else did you get?"

She dove back into the bags, pulling out baby-proofing supplies, more tiny outfits, and bits and pieces for the house. Joel nodded along, giving his input when needed but mostly just watching his wife in awe. Her joy was contagious, and every little item she held up felt like another piece falling into place for the life they were about to start as parents.

Later that night, after a cozy dinner together, Joel glanced over at the couch to find Y/N fast asleep, her hand resting on her belly as she snored softly. He smiled, shaking his head fondly as he stood up.

While she rested, Joel got to work, quietly baby-proofing the house just as she had planned. He installed cabinet locks, covered electrical outlets, and made sure every little corner was safe for their daughter’s arrival. He chuckled at how much they still had to do, but they’d get there. One step at a time.

When he finished, Joel returned to the bags, reaching for the Daddy’s Girl onesie. He held it in his hands, marveling at how small it was, the fabric soft against his rough hands. He pressed it to his chest, grinning like an idiot. They were going to be parents.

Suddenly, he felt Y/N’s arms wrap around him from behind, her soft lips pressing a kiss between his shoulder blades.

"We’re going to be great parents," she whispered sleepily.

Joel turned around, holding her close, one hand resting on her belly. "It’s not gonna be easy," he said, his voice low and sincere. "But we’ll do it together… we’re a team."

Y/N smiled up at him, her eyes full of love and trust. "Yeah. We’re a team."

Joel leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. "Now come on, Momma," he murmured, his hands running down her back. "Let Daddy show you how much he loves you."

Y/N giggled softly as he guided her back to the couch, both of them filled with warmth and excitement for the life they were about to share with their baby girl.

[aestheticaltcow]

The Playdate

Richie Jerimovich x Reader

Single parent meet cute? I had this idea a couple of days ago, and it came out almost as good as I wanted.

The Bear Masterlist

“Hey. Everything okay?” Richie asked as he answered Tiffany’s call that afternoon. She was frazzled as she explained being held up at work, Frank was out of town, and Eva needed to get picked up from a sleepover… or something like that. She’d been talking so quickly that Richie could barely keep up, “Can you please pick her up and watch her for a couple of hours? I’d really appreciate it, Richie.” 

Richie agreed and quickly pulled on his jacket before walking out of his apartment and to his car. Tiffany had sent him an address on the other side of the city right before the afternoon rush hour; what should have been a 25-minute drive turned into 45. Richie was annoyed when he approached a light yellow house with large flower bushes encapsulating a small front yard decorated with lawn gnomes and large, colorful pinwheels. He rolled his eyes at the sheer asshole-ary of the entire aesthetic. 

He walked up to the front porch and rang the doorbell. He waited a few moments before you answered with a quizzical look. Richie felt himself square his shoulders as he took in your appearance; you weren’t dressed up by any means. Your hair was tied up in a messy bun. Glasses perched on your nose. Funky patterned pants that were practically painted across your thick thighs. A slightly cropped sweatshirt that showed a sliver of skin. Richie noticed the intricate mandala tattoo on your left hand and fingers. He didn’t want to come off as creepy, but it was hard not to check you out.

“Hi, can I help you?” you asked as you leaned against the doorframe. Richie swallowed softly before answering, “Yeah- I’m Richie, Eva’s Dad… here to pick her up. Tiff got held up at work.” 

You nodded, “Come on in, the girls are in the backyard.” 

Richie followed as you walked down a short hallway decorated with family pictures and memorabilia. You opened the backdoor and allowed Richie to walk through before you. He smiled when he saw Eva and your daughter playing on a swing set, happily singing along to the music playing from a portable speaker on the back deck. “Hi baby,” he called, getting Eva’s attention. She waved before looking at your daughter. The two girls nodded before flinging themselves off the swing set. They erupted into laughter when they landed in a patch of grass. You shook your head, “Those girls are gonna be the death of me.” 

Richie chuckled in agreement as you checked your phone for the time. “Hi, Dad!” Eva yelled as she came running up to you and Richie. You smiled as he bent down to scoop up the girl. You didn’t know much about him, just that he and Tiffany divorced a couple of years ago and he worked in the restaurant industry. “Momma, can Eva come play again this week?” your daughter, Violet, questioned as she joined the three of you on the deck. You checked your phone for the date, “I need to talk to your Dad about it, but I think we can figure something out.” 

You watched Richie put Eva back on the ground. “Get your stuff, Eva. We gotta go.” Eva frowned at Richie’s request, but when Violet grabbed her hand and pulled her into the house, the two were back to laughing. You smiled and pushed your glasses up, “Did they drive you crazy?” Richie asked as the two of you walked back into the house. You shook your head, “She’s a good kid, and Violet loves her.”

Richie nodded as he pushed his hands into the pockets of his track pants. “Is she with you or her Mom this weekend?” you asked out of curiosity. Richie thought momentarily before answering that she was with him that weekend but would be back with Tiff on Wednesday. You nodded, “I think Violet’s Dad is coming into town next week, but I can figure something out with Tiffany.”

“You could also just figure it out with me.” Richie rebutted flirtatiously. It made you blush. Richie bit the inside of his cheek as you ducked your head to the side to prevent him from seeing it. “We could just do that.” you laughed as you pulled your phone from your pocket, “What’s your number Richie?” 

The two of you exchanged numbers as the girls bounced down the stairs, laughing about something. “Ready?” Richie questioned, looking down at Eva with a goofy grin. She nodded and looked at you. “Thank you, Y/N!”

“Of course, sweetheart. You’re always welcome at the house, okay?” you responded as the four of you walked back to the front porch. Eva nodded and hugged Violet tightly before she and Richie walked down the walkway to his car. You stood in the doorway and watched him help Eva into the car before walking around to the driver’s side. He waved in your direction with a grin before getting into the car. You bit your lip and quickly scurried back inside. Would it make you a horrible person to ask your daughter’s best friend’s Dad out on a date sometime?

[imelliesgf]

mom ellie, headcanons

pairing: wife!ellie x wife!reader

warnings: modern!au, super fluff, ellie being a crybaby.

author's note: english is not my first language, so lmk if i made any mistakes pls

not proof read

ִֶָ 𖥻 ٫ ໋ It was you who got pregnant, since Ellie's biggest dream in life was to see you pregnant. You, of course, agreed, as you were excited to experiencing pregnancy.

ִֶָ ִֶ 𖥻 ٫ ໋During your pregnancy, Ellie would talk to your daughter all. the. fucking. time. like, she gets home from work and the first thing she does is kiss you and immediately goes on her knees to talk to the baby.

"Hey little one, how was your day? Did you take care of Mommy like we agreed, uh?"

ִֶָ 𖥻 ٫ ໋ Her worst nightmare it's you making any effort, even the smallest. Sometimes she won't even let you get out of bed by yourself, saying "Honey, you can't do too much effort. It is dangerous for you and the baby" and kissing your forehead after that, while you keep cursing her under your breath.

 ִֶָ 𖥻 ٫ ໋ Admires you all the time, like, seriously, it's kinda creepy sometimes. You'll be brushing your teeth and suddenly be startled to find Ellie's reflection in the mirror, staring at you with her beautiful green eyes, muttering "You look so wonderful" even though you're disheveled and looking like you just woke up.

"Baby, you're so beautiful, and hot, and cute, and pretty, and—" "Ellie! I'm peeing!"

 ִֶָ 𖥻 ٫ ໋ When your body starts to change due to pregnancy, she uses every possible compliment to enhance your beauty.

 ִֶָ 𖥻 ٫ ໋ When your little girl was born, Ellie nearly exploded with happiness. Her eyes glowed such an intense shade of green, you have never seen them before. She looked radiant, happiness suited her.

"Hey little one, you're finally here," she said with adoration written on her face. The small baby in her lap, moved curiously at the familiar voice. "It's momma baby, do you remember my voice?" as soon as the word 'momma' left her mouth, a toothless smile formed on the baby's face. "Of course you do."

 ִֶָ 𖥻 ٫ ໋ Ellie is so SO attached to your daughter, any little noise she makes and Ellie is already running towards the baby, screaming "I'm coming little one, don't worry, momma is coming!" hearing Ellie's voice, the baby in your lap would giggle in the cutest way possible, making you giggle along with her.

 ִֶָ 𖥻 ٫ ໋ When Ellie managed to convince you to go out with Dina for a while to clear your head since you were lying awake all night while the baby was crying wanting to be fed, you felt a little bad about the situation. Like you were being a weak mother or something, even though Ellie assured you that you were the strongest woman she knew, and certainly, the best mother your daughter could have. When you got home after a fun and exciting day with Dina, you melted to find Ellie and the baby sleeping cuddled together in your bed.

 ִֶָ 𖥻 ٫ ໋ The first word the little girl said wasn't momma or mommy how you guys expected to be, but boo boo. The first time she said that you and Ellie looked at each other with interrogation points on your faces, but as time passed, you figure out that it was a name for your breasts. Every time she's hungry, she would say "boo boo" and try to reach your breasts while saying this. Ellie would find it the cutest thing in the entire world.

"Mommy, boo boo!" the little girl said with a pout on her lips, her little eyes twinkling in your direction as she tries to scoot off Ellie's lap to reach you. You took her in your arms, turning back to Ellie when you heard a growl come out of her mouth. Ellie had an even bigger pout than her daughter's on her lips, her green eyes glistening with tears. "I want boo boo too."

 ִֶָ 𖥻 ٫ ໋ Ellie turned your daughter into a child obsessed with dinosaurs and space. Buying countless dinosaur plushies and shiny sticky stars for her bedroom ceiling. And since the little one was old enough to start playing with dolls and stuff, Ellie always play with her, always making sure to include dinosaurs.

"Oh no! The bad dinosaurs are trying to catch Mr. Bunny!" your daughter said with exasperation in her tone. "That's not going to happen, 'cause the super good dinosaur is here to save Mr. Bunny!" Ellie appeared in the room with a huge plush dinosaur in hand. You smiled wildly seeing the happiness in both their faces.

 ִֶָ 𖥻 ٫ ໋ The first day at kindergarten, Ellie cried a lot. And when I say a lot, I mean, she cried like a baby, like she was never going to see her daughter again.

She had been the one to walk your daughter to class after she said goodbye to you. As you waited by the side of the car for a little too long, a kindergarten worker appeared, gently holding Ellie's shoulder as she sobbed through her tears and walked to you. "Oh my God, baby what happened?" your voice was full of concern as she got close enough for you to put your hands on the sides of her face. "I-i a-already miss h-her," she said with difficulty, hiding her face in your neck and crying desperately.

lmk if u guys liked :)

[mommahughes19-23]

Momma and Papa of the Year - B.B

@bboeser : thank you for giving me 3 of the best gifts of my life, a partner, a best friend, and momma ❤️‍🔥

tagged : @mrs.boeser

location : her heart

_quinnhughes : i dont miss the hormonal version of yn but I do miss watching her struggle to get up. 🤡

↪ mrs.boeser : that's a bit rude of u to say but I miss watching you get high sticked @_quinnhughes🤡🤡🫷🏻

↪ bboeser : I just try to be a cute husband and y'all are fighting in my comments smh

zadorov_16 : glad to be a part of your wild American journey 🫨

mrs.boeser : I love you so much you mean everything to me❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

eliaspettersson : when can I babysit again !?

↪ mrs.boeser : quite literally never again 😬

↪ bboeser : love u Petey but gotta agree w the mrs 😬😬

kuzya_096 : AHHH MY FAVORTIE AMERICAN COUPLE благословенная семья ( blessed family )

tdemko30 : oooo I see a future goalie in my sight🤩

↪ bboeser : where, not here, future right wing in our house.

dakotajoshua8 : 👶🏻👶🏻👶🏻

ilyamikheeve66 : alexa play 'baby' by beibs

arturssilovs1 : I agree with @tdemko30 , looks like a future goalie. 🤩

lindholmelias : and I WASS LIKE BABY BABY BABY OOOOO

colemcward : mom and dad gave me a sibling 🫨

↪ mrs.boeser : who tf told u I was ur mom😤🤨

↪ colemcward : dad did @bboeser

↪ bboeser : it may have slipped when I was drunk 🤫

_tylermyers_ : come over my kids wanna playdate!

connor.garland8 : 'nucks favorite parents 💙💚💙

@mrs.boeser : thank YOU for being the best partner and dad EVER. I love u so so so so so much baby ❤️‍🔥

tagged : @bboeser

location : his heart

connor.garland8 : still the 'nucks fav parents💙💚💙

_tylermyers_ : why does he think those sunglasses look good🙅🏻

↪ bboeser : bc they do u dweeb 😤

colemcward : so ur un adopting me ? 🫨🫨

↪ mrs.boeser : I NEVER ADOPTED U IN THE FIRST PLACE COLE🤬

bboeser : my favorite momma 💙💙💙

lindholmelias : how do I get me a father Brock?

↪ mrs.boeser : YOU dont I do 😏

arturssilvos1 : still a future goalie 🥅

↪ mrs.boeser : GET OUT OF HERE WITH THOSE LIES

ilyamikheeve66 : маленький брок (mini brock)

↪ mrs.boeser : WOT

dakotajoshua8 : 👶🏻👶🏻👶🏻

kuzya_096 : my American mom🇺🇸🇺🇸

↪ mrs.boeser : WHY DO YOU ALL THINK IM YOUR MOM?!?!

↪ kuzya_096 : bc u are even if you dont admit it 🇺🇸

eliaspettersson : can I babysit if im supervised? 🤨

↪ mrs.boeser : by whoM!?

↪ eliaspettersson : @_quinnhughes

↪ mrs.boeser : FUCK NO

↪ _qunnhughes : that's rude 🤨

zadorov_16 : looks just like Brock

A.N :

I had to pre-write a bunch of A.N in the drafts I have bc I NEVER remember to do them lololol, any who im gonna take me a lil break and read some stuff and then I might be back in a little if I dont fall asleep putting my daughter to bed lol. I ALSO DARE SOMEONE ELSE TO HIGHSTICK QUINN ILL KILL U.

Tags : @lukey-pookie-hughes43 and @skylershines and @quinnylouhughesx43

[princess-charlie-of-hell]

Vox: Is obsessed with Alastor, gets turned on from Alastor getting beat up, wants him dead, probably was manipulated from Alastor as well, is together with Valentino

Fandom: aww how adorable, Vox is just a yandere for Alastor, I ship them so hard😍

Lucifer: only fighted with Alastor, was disappointed as it turned out that Alastor was still alive, Centuries older than Alastor,

Fandom: They are so cute, Lucifer totally would take care of Alastor when he finds out that he is hurt, RA for live!

Alastor: dislikes men prefers the company of women, generally tries to manipulates everyone for his Purposes, is focused on Charlie and their relationship is going to be important for the plot

Charlie: gets manipulated by Alastor, He is probably going to use her because of her powers, probably a 100 years older or more than Alastor, is together with Vaggie

Fandom: How can somebody ship the two, they are so toxic! Charlie is too young for him, the shippers are so delusional, she already has a canonically partner, he is only using her!

Right now, none of the three ships would be healthy but somehow the fandom mainly seems to care about it by Charlastor so I am thinking, what is the main difference between the three ships?

My theory is simple, call me crazy but could it be that the reason that Charlastor receives more hate than the other two because Charlie is a Woman and not a man.

Like image if Lucifer and or Vox would be womens, I think that Radiostatic and RA would definitely be less popular.

Alastor and Vox would then probably be called "Silbing coded or something similar because in my opinion the song " Stayed gone" could be Interpretated as just Silbing bickering or even could be used to make jokes about Alastor being Vox father who dissappeared for 7 years to get milk.

Or with RA, if Lucifer would be a woman, Alastor probably would be nicer to her and and I could see people using it as Alastor being a mommas boy or if their dynamics stays the same I can see people saying stuff like Alastor being a bratty child to her. About RA would be probably be said how toxic the ship would be because Lucifer is lonely and more easy to manipulate after her divorce and self isolation

Or the opposite where Alastor is a woman. I totally could see people saying that she directly hated Lucifer because he reminds her of her abusive father and then they get treated like Father and daughter

Charlastor probably would be called toxic Yuri and it would be said how Charlie Vaggie and her a in a love triangle

In my opinion M/M Charlastor probably would be one of the most favorites ships from the three because they have the most scene time together and generally have the best Chemie from the three (again just my opinion) and be called the toxic Yaoi ship

Disclaimer! I am not bashing any of the ships, I ship all three of them but I just find it unfair how Charlastor seems to get the most hate for being toxic while people don't seem to have a problem with the toxicity of RA and RS. I also find it just interesting to image how a ship would get differently treated if the genders of the characters would change

Is anyone else my opinion or is this just me? It also could just be my imagination and I am just interpreted too much in to this

[thegamingcatmom]

Hi! >:3 This one is for the Dimi sisters, for each of them what do you think they enjoy doing around the castle? Like I imagine they are pretty bored esp in Winter where they can't go outside due to the cold, I imagine Dani and Bela could enjoy reading by the fireplace but there has to be something else to do, right? I don't think Cassandra is a bookworm like her sisters, in fact I doubt that one can be STILL for more than 5 seconds XD I have a few HC of my own like I think Bela likes to read but not romantic stuff like Dani I think she'd be mroe into learning new stuff constantly from the books she reads and I think she is into art so she likes painting in the atelier, or just sketching in a notebook while sitting by the window (I once read a fanfic where Bela learned to cook? And I found it so cute and stuff that she cooked for tehf amily etc that i accepted that HC too). Cassandra would be in the armory sharpening her weapons bc theya re never sharp enough or practicing ehr moves against a dummy, perhaps even getting Dani to play some pranks on the staff (who no one finds funny except for the both of them and getting on Bela's nerves which is a plus I guess :p) Dani... Aside from reading her romantic novels and pranking the staff with Cass I thin she'd be into poetry... she'd try her best ok? (I'm kinda lost with Dani's hobbies tbh XD) What are your own HC for their hobbies? :p Have a good day <3

HI HELLO 🫶

I love your thoughts and I absolutely agree that Cassandra is incapable of focusing on anything for too long. Her record is approx. 10 secs, which is exactly how long it takes her to string someone up, slice their jugular and watch them bleed, lmao.

However, I´d like to think that Momma Alci makes sure to keep her unruly offspring entertained, mainly because it keeps them from bugging her. Momma values her me time. 🛁😌

Besides, there´s always the maids to terrorize. That never gets old. 🤭

Reading

Mostly books that expand her knowledge, like you said. She takes after Momma in that respect. 🤭

Another thing she really likes are mystery thrillers. They have her on the edge of her seat in a way no hunt has managed yet.

She´s not that big into horror though, believe it or not. Probably because she more than gets her fill of that on a daily basis in that castle, lol.

Romance? Please. She has neither the time, nor the patience for such mundane things.

Painting, drawing

She enjoys the calm that comes with it (which is rare in that castle), but she also does it to impress Momma. 🤭

Her favorite things to paint are still lifes. Especially fruit. Especially when it´s rotten. She finds that there´s a certain beauty in the grotesque.

Her favorite things to draw are humans. Or, more specifically, their insides. Organs and bones. Or just certain body parts with the muscles exposed.

Being down in the cellar almost every day truly brought out her artistic side. It´s very...inspiring.

Playing the piano

Again, she does it mostly to impress Momma, seeing how the Lady is quite the talented pianist herself.

Her favorite things to play are dark, tragic pieces that capture the haunting spirit of her existence. Such as Beethoven – Moonlight Sonata 1st Movement.

Music holds immense significance in House Dimitrescu, so it was only natural for Bela to prioritize mastering it as soon as she was capable of forming coherent thoughts.

Stringing them up

Slicing their jugulars

Watching them bleed

...I don´t know what else to tell you, lol.

The middle daughter isn´t particularly picky about how she spends her evenings. She simply does what she does best and, more importantly, what she loves doing. That´s all the fulfillment she needs.

It´s as simple as that with her. I aspire to be like that.

HOWEVER-

I do like the idea of her sharpening and taking care of her weapons because she certainly holds them dear to her dead heart. They´re her babies. :3

HOWEVER-

I don´t really see it as a hobby because it still means "work" for her. She doesn´t cope well with that sort of thing, lol. She´d much prefer spending her precious time on actually using her sickle rather than maintaining it.

HOWEVER-

...She might just let a maid do the work for her. While she watches, ofc. Taunting her. Mocking her. Whispering sweet promises of gruesome death into her ear.

"You missed a spot...right here."

*slices that jugular with her newly sharpened sickle*

🤷🏻‍���️

Reading

I think that one is pretty obvious. Anything romance is her jam. ;3

More Reading

Because why read your favorite book just once (multiplied by 1354641486418431) when you can dive into the manic endless realms of your own imagination OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND-

-UNTIL THE END OF TIME!!

Flirting/Roleplaying with the maids

The kitchen, the looming corridors, the cellars, the bedchambers - name any place within the castle, and it can almost always be guaranteed that Dani has left her mark - evidenced by blushing and stuttering maids.

Why hot when evil though?? 😭

Furthermore, as a direct result of her extensive reading, many maids have had the one-time opportunity to participate in one of her famously infamous plays, which focus on recreating her favorite scenes from her beloved books.

...Needless to say, that opportunity truly was a one-time affair.

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Thanks a lot for your ask! 💋

[whosbloom]

Kit Walker » Decorating

day 10 of flufftober

⋆.˚ summary: kit comes home to find you decorating with the kids <3

⋆.˚ fluff , dad!kit , no asylum trauma because kit doesn’t deserve that , son’s name is Liam and the daughter is Charlotte :3

“Why in the world is our son covered in fake webs?” Kits voice rang throughout the house, your son, Liam, following in behind him while giggling loudly.

“Well, Kit, me and the kids were decorating for Halloween. Liam said he could handle putting them up on his own.” You smiled and walked over to the little boy, pulling the fake webs off of him and kissed his forehead.

Your husband nodded, walking over to you and pressed a quick kiss on your cheek, before walking further into the house to find your daughter drawing in a few small pumpkins. “

“You guys went to the farmers market without me? I wanted to pick pumpkins with you guys.” He playfully pouted, kneeling down in-front of her and ran a hand over her hair, kissing her temple.

“Mommy wanted to surprise you.” Charlotte said with a smile, showing off the pumpkin she had been coloring, before pushing herself off the floor and rushed to go put it on your front porch.

“Is that so? Momma wanted to surprise me?” He looked up at you, raising his brows as he stood up straight and placed his hands on his sides.

“Maybe..” You couldn’t help but smile, following after her to go put the cobwebs up, carefully and strategically hanging them around the large fake spider you had gotten earlier that week.

He was quick to follow after you, wrapping his arms around you from behind and kissed your cheek with a grin.

“I can help you decorate, y’know. I’m home now.” He suggested quietly, squeezing you lightly as he looked back at your kids messing with the pumpkins.

Of course you took up his offers quickly.

You had him rake up the leaves to shove into those pumpkin leave bags, tying them tightly and set them up infront of the porch, while getting the kids to not jump on them and tear them open.

He had even helped Charlotte carve one of her pumpkins, lighting a tea candle inside for her, watching as her face lit up.

Meanwhile with Liam he helped him set up some fake graves and bones around the yard, listening to your son rant about zombies and the undead the entire time.

You couldn’t help but admire him, loving how he was interacting with the kids, making you fall in love with him even more.

“Hon, you’re staring.” He raised a brow at you from where he was stood in the yard, a smile on his lips as he walked over to you and rested his arms on the porch railing.

“You look pretty in the moonlight.” You simply said, reaching a hand forward and carded your fingers through his hair.

“That’s rich coming from you.” He chuckled lightly, grabbing your hand and gently kissed the pulse point on your wrist. “I missed you today.”

You leant forward and gave him a quick and chaste kiss, pulling back after a second and squeezed his hand. “I missed you too. Maybe tomorrow you can come with me and the kids to get some baking stuff.. they wanna make cupcakes.”

“Cupcakes? That sounds amazing.” He gave an approving look, glancing back at your kids before turning his gaze to you once more.

“Cupcakes it is. Let’s get them to bed so we can do that and they won’t sleep in until afternoon.” You gestured for him to get the kids while you went inside, cleaning up the kitchen quickly before entering your bedroom.

It didn’t take long until he was entering the room, his gaze falling onto the bed and gave you an amused look.

“Really? You switched my pillowcase for a pumpkin one?”

“It’s cute!”

tags: @lemoniiiiiii , @xrag-dollx , @jazz-berry (ask to be added!)

[holylulusworld]

Wrote a cute little something for Lulu as she is always making us happy with her writing…♥️

Y/N is playing with her and Dean’s little angel who is just 1 month shy of her 1st birthday. Dean has gone to pick up some baby stuff that Y/N needed.

The little angel has been restless, crying on and off. Y/N is trying to soothe her to calm down

Y/N- I know baby, i know *she says to her as she pats on her back* Give mommy one burpy, and you are gonna be all fine.

She keeps on rubbing and patting her back gently to get her to burp after feeding her. She is successful as she hears her daughter giving one large burp

Y/N-Just like your Dad ..huh… *she chuckles at her remembering how exactly Dean does the same after having his meals, specially when its made by her*

But her relief lasts short as the little baby starts to toss and cry again

Y/N-I know baby…i know..i am sorry.

*she keeps on cooing her, finding different ways to make her calm but is unsuccessful*

Y/N- Ok, we are gonna video call daddy, see if he got all your fav things…Tell him to come home soon ..ok baby?

*she talks to her, knowing very well she can’t reply as she hasn’t started speaking yet, she hopes Dean’s voice will calm her down, as it always had*

*She dials the phone and Dean picks up instantly*

Dean(on the Video call)-Hi..Hot momma..missing me already?

*he says with a classic Dean Winchester smirk*

Y/N- Dean, when will you be back? *she asks him while trying to soothe their daughter *

Dean-I have picked up all our angel’s stuff, well, the Confectionery guy over here says the fresh batch of pie for the day will be here in 15 minutes, so just waiting for that *he gives a toothy grin, a little comically scared of Y/N’s reaction*

Y/N-Well this time, tell it to your daughter

*Y/N faces the phone towards her*

Dean-Hi, my baby angel, Daddy will be there shortly *she starts fussing again* Oh no…baby…look at me…my fav girl…Daddy is gonna be home soon..we gonna play all the games…and eat pie *he keeps on talking in hope his voice soothes her down*

The little angel, recognising her father’s voice, look towards him through the screen, and stops crying, just staring at him

Dean-That’s my girl, very good, daddy hates to see you cry *he blows a kiss to her* i am gonna be home soon baby…Dada loves you

The baby girl is just staring at the screen with her glossy green eyes , a small smirk emerging from her lips*you roll your eyes looking at the carbon copy of Dean*

“Dada…”

Your head snaps toward your daughter and then towards Dean, back and forth .

“Dada…hom…”

*she starts giggling at reaches out for the phone*

Y/N starts pouring kisses at her chubby cheeks “ I knew Dada will be your first words, i won the bet Dean”

She looks back at Camera and sees him already revving up the baby(impala), putting phone on the stand.

Y/N-Dean, what!! You were just at the store a second ago…

Dean looks at the screen, his eyes a little glossy itself-Yeah well, my baby girl needs me home, Dada is gonna be home…pie or no pie…

With that Dean drives off eager to meet lil Angel and hear her say Dada all day long…….

I hope it was good🥹🥹

Aw...that was so cute and sweet and all Dean deserved. He should've gotten the chance to have a family too. *I loved it with all my heart. Thank you for this sweet gift.*

[shelbystales]

Best Aid - Part Five

Modern Tommy Shelby x Reader - Masterlist

Previous parts: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

Summary: you are a young doctor in Birmingham. After a crazy incident, Thomas Shelby shows up at your hospital. You don’t know much about the man everyone seems to fear, but you definitely will.

Warning: swearing,

A/N:  Comment and interact, tell me what you think! it means a looot thank you very much. Tell me if you ant me to tone down the medical stuff.

English is my second language so I apologize in advance for the grammar mistakes.

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You were on your way to your brother's house to pick up your mom. You managed to buy a car, not with the help of insurance, of course.

"Hey, momma," you greeted her with open arms as she walked out the door with your brother, "how you doin'?" you asked, hugging her.

"Good, my love," she replied with a smile. She seemed well, with rosy cheeks and wearing a cute blue floral dress.

"What's up?" you greeted your brother with a hug, "how's everything?"

"All good. She's feeling a bit fancy today. Keeps insisting she's going on a date," he shrugged, and you smiled.

"Cute. I'll bring her back in the late afternoon, alright?" you asked, and he nodded.

You and your brother aren't super close. You get along well, but you're not best friends. In fact, you're not very close to any of your siblings. Over the years, you've all gone your separate ways, naturally growing apart. It's just the way life goes if you don't make an effort.

You took your mom for a coffee at the botanical garden and took a stroll with her. She delighted in a pistachio ice cream and was enchanted by the thousands of different flowers.

She seemed to be in good spirits, with some minor memory lapses, occasionally asking where this beautiful place was, but nothing too concerning. Nothing that indicated her Alzheimer's condition was worsening. she was at the beginning of the disease, you and your siblings discovered her alzeimer less than six months ago. You quickly pulled some strings and put her on an innovative treatment at your hospital that promised to delay the effects a little. So far it seemed to work, the disease was progressing slowly.

You both sat on a bench near an artificial pond teeming with fish. You picked up some seeds from the ground and handed them to your mom to throw into the water. Each seed hitting the water and capturing the attention of the fish brought a joyful laugh from her.

Something people don't talk about much is how some elderly folks, at a certain point, become reminiscent of children. They start to live a lighter, happier, and carefree life.

"How's your life, daughter?" she surprised you with her question.

"Good," you smiled.

"When are you gonna introduce me to that boyfriend of yours?" she asked, making you laugh.

"What boyfriend?" you asked, and she didn't respond. She gazed into the horizon as if searching for the answer, but it wasn't in sight. To avoid her getting frustrated, you changed the subject, "You know, there's a guy I thought might be interesting to pursue, but I've changed my mind, Mom. Too much work," you chuckled.

"Oh yeah. Love truly is a job. It takes time and a lot of effort," she spoke, returning to her normal tone as if nothing had happened.

"I know, I don't think I'm ready for that," you said, and she smiled at you.

"We're never really ready. And that's why it's so good. Imagine being ready for everything. Life would be so monotonous... so boring," her words made more sense to you than ever.

"Momma, you're so wise, you know that?" you smiled and hugged her affectionately “I love you”

“I love you too, honey,” she said giving light taps on your back.

During lunchtime, you took her to her favorite restaurant, not that she remembered that detail. After lunch, you headed to your house, and she comfortably dozed off on your bed while watching a soap opera, Ozzy sleeping snuggled at her feet. He liked her.

Taking advantage of her nap, you grabbed your patient records and began reviewing the files of the patients scheduled for your upcoming shift, as usual.

On the other side of town, Thomas was deeply immersed in the battle against the Italian mob.

He had found himself entangled in a war that seemed to have no end in sight.

Thomas Shelby, was known for his cunning tactics and unyielding determination, and he knew how to navigate a world where loyalties shifted like sand and trust was a rare commodity.

The Italian mob, equally fierce and calculating, was proving to be a formidable adversary. One that he should fear since they had no limits.

Just this week they tried a deathly attack on his younger brother John. That didn’t go well for the mob. John pulled a Houdini act and got out of dodge. Giving Thomas a small win or rather not giving a loss.

Now Thomas had to think about his next moves, but the only thing in his head was you and your fucking safety. He had put two men to watch you at every hour, 24/7. If you ate a fly he would know, if you hiccuped he would know.

He didn’t want you to pay for his mistake. He couldn’t have that.

But there was something more to it, something more to you that he couldn’t quite understand yet. In the middle of all the chaos in his life, you felt like a piece of the puzzle that didn’t fit. And it was driving him nuts.

"Tommy," Arthur asked, stepping into his brother's office. "We're ready," he said. Tommy nodded and got up to follow his brother to the meeting room, where they were about to have a family meeting.

"Glad to see you in one piece, brother," Tommy said, embracing John.

"Me too," John replied with a smile.

"Alright," Tommy said, taking a seat. "We need to establish a few things today. First off, personal security. Everyone's already got bodyguards, I made sure of that. Don't worry, they're paid not to be seen. Also, don't leave the house without letting someone know. You can either message the family group or someone directly. The Changrettas aren't messing around, and they want our blood."

"And whose fault is that?" Polly asked confrontationally.

"You really want to go there?" Thomas asked seriously. "Because as far as I know, the death of his father worked out pretty well for you, Poll."

"It had to happen," Arthur chimed in with the facts.

The feud between the Shelbys and the Changrettas had been brewing for a long time. They were at each other's throats over territory last year, though it hadn't yet turned into an all-out war. The Changretta patriarch had been growing more brazen and greedy, pushing boundaries with each passing day.

Polly owns a five-star hotel in the city center, and on numerous occasions, he would get drunk and create scenes in the hotel lobby. And it often got to the papers and her clientele would drop like crazy for the following weeks. His fixation on her, driven by an unreciprocated affection, only intensified the animosity

Last year's territorial dispute had been a warning sign, a foreshadowing of the chaos that was about to unfold. The Changretta patriarch's audacity had only fueled the fire

But the breaking point came when he attempted to assault Lizzie, Thomas's assistant. Yes, she used to be a prostitute in the past, but that doesn't give any man the right to violate her. Besides, Lizzie has been Thomas's steady affair for years.

Polly crossed her arms defensively. "I'm not saying I'm sorry for what happened. But it could have gone another way," she retorted, her voice sharp.

"It hasn’t, Poll," Tommy replied evenly. “ We need to stay focused on what's happening now. The Changrettas are out for revenge, and they won't stop until they think they've settled the score."

"Right," Ada chimed in, her tone serious. "So what's the plan, Tommy?"

Tommy leaned back in his chair, contemplating. "We hit 'em where it hurts. We disrupt their operations, cut off their resources.”

Arthur leaned forward, his expression determined. "And we make it clear that they'll regret messing with us. We won't back down."

“How do you plan on doing that?” Polly asked, armed crossed

“We need allies” he answered

Back at your home, your mother's nap ended, and she woke up with a contented smile. You put aside your work and joined her in watching the remainder of the soap opera.

As the afternoon turned into evening, you prepared to take her back to your brother's place.

As you were dropping her off, you were invited to have dinner at your brother's house. His wife is a kind and easygoing person, sometimes even more so than he is. Spending time with them was pleasant, a change from your routine as a single woman living alone and having solitary dinners with your cat.

When you finally got home, you noticed your apartment door was open. For a brief moment, you wondered if you could have left it that way, but the voice in your head quickly dismissed that thought.

Without any desire to find out if someone was still inside, you turned on your heels and dashed back to your car. The only thing in your mind being the safety of your cat.

Doing what any normal person would, you called the police.

You quickly dialed the police and explained the situation, your heart pounding as you waited for their response. They assured you they would send officers over right away.

Standing by your car, you felt a mix of anxiety and fear, wondering what you might find inside your apartment.

Within minutes, the sound of sirens grew louder, and two police officers arrived at the scene. You explained the situation to them, your voice shaky with apprehension. They assured you that they would thoroughly check your apartment and asked you to stay outside.

As you watched them enter your apartment building, you felt a sense of unease wash over you. Moments later, they returned, confirming that there was no one inside, however, they said it seemed someone had broken in. All your things were out of place.

They said they would get the security camera's videos and find the person behind this. And they insisted you slept somewhere else.

You went back to your apartment to gather a few stuff and find Ozzy. When you walked in you were startled. Drawers were pulled open, belongings strewn across the floor, and the place that was once your sanctuary now felt like a violated space. Your pulse quickened as you realized someone had been inside, rummaging through your personal belongings.

After some searching, you found Ozzy under your stove, the poor thing was terrified.

You took a deep breath, trying to steady yourself and ignore the rising panic. The police assured you that they would investigate the break-in thoroughly and advised you not to touch anything until they had collected evidence. "Just get what you need and leave the scene," the offcier said

Feeling a mixture of anger and vulnerability, you sat down and took it all in. You had no place to go. Yes, you could go to your brothers, but it felt like an intrusion. Feeling backed into a corner, you decided to rent a hotel room right next to the hospital. The hotel was cheap, but they had security 24/7 and cameras, which was enough for you at the moment.

The following day was intense. You had to do your rounds at the hospital but every step you took felt like you were being watched, and a sense of paranoia began to settle in. No matter where you went, the feeling of being pursued was constant, leaving you on edge.

You questioned yourself, doubting if you were blowing things out of proportion, letting the break-in get under your skin more than you should. Yet, every time you glanced over your shoulder or felt a shiver down your spine, you couldn't shake the certainty that someone was lurking out there, hidden in the shadows. It was a persistent feeling, like an itch you couldn't scratch.

As you carried on with your hospital tasks, the unease clung to you. It was as if a chunk of your normal life had been snatched away, stolen along with your peace of mind. And in your frustration, you couldn't help but lay the blame on someone: that man with those gorgeous striking sea-blue eyes. Fucking Thomas Shelby.

You cursed his name under your breath, feeling a mixture of resentment and a strange connection you couldn't quite explain. Whether or not he was truly involved, his presence had thrown your life into turmoil, first your car and now your apartment.

"Hey girl, you okay?" Jeremy asked concern etched on his face.

"Yeah, just a bit tired. A little paranoid," you replied, and he chuckled.

"Aren't we all?" he questioned, making you smile.

Jeremy had quickly become one of the most important people in your life. Your friendship was so genuine and light, something that brought you immense comfort. All you wanted was to spill the beans about what had been happening, but was it a good idea?

You soldiered on with your day and tasks, doing your best not to dwell on your life outside the hospital. By the end of the day, you felt so drained that it was as if you had worked three days straight. The truth is, when your mind is on high alert, when anxiety takes over, both your mind and body bear the brunt.

As you arrived at your hotel room and swung the door open, a man's figure seated at the foot of your bed met your eyes. With a scream, you instinctively recoiled, slamming the door shut with force. All you wanted was to run out of there, but before you could, the door swung open, revealing that the man was none other than Thomas himself.

"Fuck!" you exclaimed, pushing the door and, consequently, him. "You're gonna give me a heart attack!"

Thomas rubbed his chest, probably where you had nudged him. "You can be a real charmer, you know that?"

"Charm's not exactly my priority right now," you retorted, still reeling from the shock. Your heart is still beating a million times per second.

"What do you want?" you asked impatiently.

"Just checking up on you," he replied calmly.

"I'm great, can't you tell? Life's just great," you retorted with heavy sarcasm, slumping tiredly onto your hotel bed.

"Why didn't you tell me that someone broke into your place?" he inquired.

"Because you're the bloody reason it happened in the first place! Did that knock on the head mess up your brains? I want nothing to do with you," you stated firmly, frustration lacing your words.

"Look, I know you're angry," he began, his tone softer now. "But I'm worried about your safety. If you're being targeted, you might not be safe here. I can offer you a place to stay, at my aunt's hotel. It's secure, and you can stay there for as long as you need. No strings attached."

You raised an eyebrow, surprised by his unexpected offer. "I appreciate the concern," you said, your voice guarded. "But I'll figure things out on my own. I don't need your help."

He sighed his expression a mix of frustration and concern. "You're stubborn as hell, you know that?"

You nodded, a small smile tugging at your lips.

“Look, y/n. I’m not taking no for an answer. You are not safe here. It’s a fact” he said

“And why do you care?” You asked, surprised to see Ozzy climbing on top of the bed and snuggling up to you. He usually hides when people are near.

Thomas hesitated for a moment, his gaze flickering between you and the cat nestled against you.

"Because I've seen what happens when someone underestimates danger," he admitted, his tone softer now. "I've lost people I cared about, and I won't let that happen again if I can help it."

You were taken aback by his candid response, his vulnerability catching you off guard. It was a glimpse into a side of him you hadn't expected. As you looked at him, his expression held a mix of genuine concern and something deeper, a hint of regret perhaps.

"You can't control everything, Thomas," you replied softly, your fingers still brushing over Ozzy's fur.

He nodded, a rueful smile touching his lips. "I know. But that doesn't mean I won't try." he took a deep breath "If not for you, then do it for the cat. He deserves safety," he said, making you chuckle.

"Low blow," you quipped, stealing a small smirk from him.

"I won't bother you. In fact, if it's what you want, I will stay as far away as I possibly can. Just please accept it," he insisted, his tone earnest.

After some thought, you eventually nodded. "I don't want to see your face."

"You won't," he replied, his voice firm as if making a promise.

“Okey” you said giving in

Unbeknownst to you, Tommy struggled to suppress his own desires. While you were seated on the hotel bed, he fought the intense urge to sweep you into his arms. To just throw you on the bed and fuck you senseless. But he knew he needed to respect your boundaries, to earn your trust before making any advances.

After your last encounter with him, he noticed he skipped a few steps. He made you terrified. He made you fear for your life, and according to you, that was the reason you kissed him. And that was not something he wanted. He wanted you to desire him as much as he did you right now.

Your current vulnerability only heightened his need to keep you safe above all else, above all his wishes, holding back his desires for a future moment when you'd be ready for him.

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[starsurface]

May I please have mk1 cg sindel headcannons

Yes of course!! :D

(Also I got the other message, don't you worry, the Readers a Babyspace Regressor <3)

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

CG Sindel w/ Babyspace Regressor Hcs

💜 Such a good Momma 🥺

💜 She absolutely adores you

💜 Your so tiny and cute, how could she not?

💜 Really likes baby regressors, especially because she can snuggle up and cuddle you

💜 And dress you up in cute onesies 👀

💜 She was a mom to baby twins once, she knows what she's doing

💜 Sindel isn't weak, but she'll normally pick you up with her hair

💜 It's just more convenient, and she can do stuff with her hands

💜 However, that doesn't mean she won't hip carry you, your her baby after all

💜 Will try her hardest to push some of her royal duties onto someone else so she can care for you

💜 If she can't watch you because of some important meeting, she'll have one of her daughters watch you (they love you)

💜 If it's after MK1, Li Mei is one of your go to babysitters <3

💜 You. Are. So. Spoiled.

💜 Whatever regression item you want, it's yours

💜 She's empress, she has power and money, don't you worry about a thing

💜 You have a thousand and one stuffies and will continue to get more

💜 However, only a handful get to stay in your (her) bed :(

💜 Don't worry, she bought a really nice stuffie holder for all your other friends so they're okay

💜 Will laugh if you try to chew on her fingers, but will lead you to your paci or something similar

💜 Finds tummy time really fun and adorable

💜 Your just laying there on your belly, showing her some toy or plushie of yours

💜 Tummy time with you laying on her is more just cuddling, but she'll laugh if you try to eat her nose

💜 Is really good and really fast at changing diapers if you need them

💜 Unfortunately, you can't be a very naughty baby because she won't let you >:(

💜 Your constantly in her reach, whether she picks you up or uses her hair

💜 And that means that whenever you do something naughty, she'll pick you up and gently scold you

💜 If it was an accident, it'll be more of a silly scold though, accidents happen sometimes

💜 Favorite cg nicknames are Mama, Mommy, and ‘Della (it's close to Sindel, but mostly only used when your bigger)

💜 Very good with babblers

💜 She'll have a full blown conversation with you as you babble and giggle away

💜 Also knows what you want when your fussy (mom instinct)

💜 Very good when you get fussy or have a hissy fit

💜 She'll gently shush you and let you babble about what's wrong

💜 Likes calling you Sweetie, Princess/Prince/Royalty, Sweetheart, Munchkin

💜 She'll dress you up in the cutest onesies and you don't get much of a choice <3

💜 Like, you do, but why would you ever say no to the onesies she got you? They're so cute, soft, and silky 🥺

💜 A suckered for good pouty face (but also puts her foot down a lot because she's a big meanie)

💜 Since your more tiny, she's more cautious with you playing with her hair

💜 Not that she doesn't trust you!! She just doesn't want it pulled

💜 Adores doing your hair though <3

💜 . . . Would probably make you look like a pineapple if you had short hair by making a ponytail on top of your hair 😒

💜 Make sure to send her to timeout because she's mean >:(

💜 One of her favorite activities is you on her hip while you walk through the gardens, passing by interesting Outworld flowers and people training

💜 Very proud Mama, anyone that speaks ill of you gets to speak with her personally <3

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I know this is about MK1 Sindel, but MK11 Sindel is so pretty. <3.

I really like MK1 Sindel too, sorry if this is shorter than others though. :(

[confettiparasite]

Do you do Disney age regression stories?

My attempt at an Inside Out short story:

The cold weather relaxed Riley as she watched the raindrops slide down her window. She had been skipping school recently, feeling too small and anxious to go.

Her mother didn't mind but wanted to know what was wrong.

The truth is, Riley was terrified of her friends finding out she regresses. The fear of being judged was too strong for her small mindset.

“Riley?I brought breakfast.” Riley’s mother made her way inside, holding a plate filled with yummy food.

She sat next to her regressed daughter and placed her hand on her shoulder.

“Sweetheart I know something is wrong, you know you can be honest with me right?”

“I-I know mom, I just…don't think you'd understand”

“You never know honey, come on, give it a shot” her soothing voice made Riley feel safe, like her worries just melted away.

“Well, you know about the thing I told you about last week?”

“The age regression?”

“Yeah, I just, I'm scared mom, what if my friends find out and they all start hating me?” Riley’s voice shook as she spoke, tears wanting to fall from her eyes.

“Oh my baby” Riley’s mother hugged her causing the now fully regressed girl to cry out.

“I don't want my friends to think I'm weird momma! Maybe I should stop” She hugged her mother close in hopes of hiding herself from the world.

“Your friends would never hate you honey, and you don't have to tell them if you don't want to, but you shouldn't stop if it helps you feel better, Riley” she comforted while petting her head. “I promise I will always love you no matter what”.

“Pwomise?”

“I promise Riley”

The little girl smiled.

“Now how about you eat your breakfast and we watch some cartoons?”

—

“Momma look!”

Riley’s mother stared at the girl sitting on the floor, surrounded by crayons and paper. She was holding up a drawing of her family with a big smile on her face.

Riley’s mom giggled at the sight “It looks amazing honey”

Riley giggled and wiggled her little feet happily.

The sound of Bluey and her mom's comforting words never failed to make Riley feel small and happy.

“Momma? Can I have paci?”

“Of course my dear” she grabbed the clean pacifier from a box and handed it to Riley.

The girl instantly put the paci on her mouth giggling to herself.

“What's all that cute giggling?” Riley’s father stepped out from his bedroom with a smile.

“Papa!” Riley hugged him tight.

“I see my girl is feeling specially small today” he pet her head messing up her hair, but she didn't mind.

“Riley, me and ur dad were actually thinking on something”

“Yes momma?” She mumbled, paci still in her mouth.

“How about, if you start going back to school, today we go to build a bear!”

“Weally?”

“Yup kiddo” her dad smiled.

“O-oki then!” she giggled.

Her parent’s smiled at their lil sunshine.

“Then let’s get you ready kiddo”

-

Riley was dressed in her favorite clothes and had a face mask on to hide her paci.

She was so excited to get a new furry friend and already knew what she was gonna get.

“Can I get a bunny momma?”

“Anything for you honey”

“Papa can you help me pick?”

“Sure sweetie” he smiled and held her hand guiding her to the plushie section.

Riley went with a purple bunny and her parents helped her pick out a princess dress for her new friend.

“What will you call it hunny?” her mother asked.

“Hmm…Berry Bun!”

“That's an adorable name sweetie” she smiled.

“What do you want it to smell like?” her dad asked, looking at the scent options.

“BLUEBERRIES!” she giggled.

“Alright boss,” he laughed.

“Let’s go stuff the plushie first,” The mom reminded.

-

After some minutes of Riley giggling with all the steps, she decided to ask for a favor.

“Momma? Papa?”

“Yes sweetie?”

“Can I has the sound of you two saying we love you?”

They looked at eachother, then at Riley and hugged her tight.

“Of Course baby, we love you so much”

Riley giggled in the embrace of her parents, feeling happy and sure that no matter what, her parents will love her.

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[pedroshotwifey]

Christmas Countdown Day 21 - Christmas Movies

What to Watch

Pairing: Husband!Marcus Pike x Pregnant!Wife!Reader

Word count: 863

Tags/Warnings: no warnings, just fluff! no use of y/n or reader description other than her being preggo, sweet nicknames, sweet feels, reader and Marcus have two kids, good dad marcus pike, stuff im forgetting

Summary: Marcus never fails to save the day

A/N: This is a cute one! I love the family dynamic when it comes to Pedro characters. Maybe it stems from the fact that I want to give him ten kids. Hope you enjoy this Christmasy fluff!

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You’ve been trying to get a movie started for half an hour now. 

It’s a Friday night—family movie night. It’s the last Friday before Christmas, so everyone’s decided to watch a holiday movie. Unfortunately, Marcus is running late, and neither of your children can agree on something to watch. 

“Honey,” you start, trying to reason with your daughter. “How about we watch Thomas’s movie tonight, and then tomorrow, we’ll watch another?” 

Louisa crosses her arms as she pouts, looking absolutely pissed for a seven year old. 

“But Mama, I want to watch my mov–”

“I want the train!” Thomas interrupts her whinilly. You sigh, watching as your four year old’s outburst causes another round of bickering. 

Frankly, even though your daughter is dead-set on watching Barbie in the Nutcracker, you agree that it sounds better than The Polar Express. It may be a classic, but it’s always creeped you out. 

Your strategy right now though is to try to convince your daughter to do the ‘big sister thing’ and let her younger brother have his way just for tonight. 

“Alright, guys,” you say gently after a moment, attempting to slow their arguing. You have no idea what to do to convince either one of them at this point. “How abou—”

Just then, the door opens, and your entire body sags with relief. It’s almost comedic, the way you hadn’t realized you’d been so tense. 

“Daddy!” the kids yell in unison, already making a dash for the front door. Despite your stress, you smile as you hear an ‘oof’ that must be from Marcus getting pounced on by two children. 

You come in a few seconds after them, one hand balanced on your protruding stomach as you lean against the doorway. Marcus has already dropped his work things to kneel down and embrace his kids. 

“Hello my angels, have you been good for your mother today?” He glances up at you with a knowing look, having heard all about their behavior today over text. They’ve been rowdy since they got off school for Christmas break, but you can’t blame them. 

You’ll admit that you love how exciting this time of year is for them, even if it means they’re a bit naughty. The magic won’t last forever, afterall. 

You bite your lip to conceal a laugh as Thomas and Lou give each other a knowing look of their own. At least they can agree on something. Marcus hms thoughtfully as he starts to stand. 

“Let me give your mother a kiss, and then we can talk about what to watch,” he says, rubbing both of their heads. 

You smile and take a step toward your husband to wrap your arms around him. He grabs your hips gently as he gives you a soft kiss. 

“You’re doing so good, Momma,” he says just loud enough for you to hear. “Why don’t you let me deal with this while you go sit down for a minute.” 

You smile at him gratefully, breathing in his scent as he embraces you. 

“Thank you,” you whisper, planting a kiss on his cheek before pulling away to track back into the living room. 

As you sit, you close your eyes and focus on Marcus talking to your children. He’s such a good dad, you have no idea how he does it. 

It’s not long before the three of them are trailing in behind you, the kids snuggling up with you as Marcus takes The Polar Express out of its case and puts it into the DVD player. 

He gets it set up and presses play before toeing his shoes off and sliding behind you on the couch, near the armrest. He gently tugs you back so that you’re tucked comfortably against him, the children resting on you as you stroke Lou’s hair and Thomas’s back. 

Marcus slides his arms around you, linking his hands above your belly and slightly under your swollen breasts to alleviate some pressure. You sigh, relaxing further into him. 

You tilt your head back slightly as the movie begins, giving Marcus a lingering kiss. 

“How did you do it?” you whisper with a slight giggle. You feel him shrug behind you. 

“Just told them we would watch both movies tonight.”

You shake your head and huff a laugh through your nose. You both know neither of them have the energy to even stay up for the duration of one. 

Thomas is already snoring within about ten minutes, and Lou is well on her way. Halfway through the movie, Marcus carefully gets up and carries them individually to their rooms. 

“Poor guys are exhausted,” he laughs, dipping down to slot your lips against yours again. You chuckle in agreement. It’s been a long day of bickering. 

You’re about to open your mouth to speak when Marcus scoops you up just like he had your children, making you squeal as quietly as you can as you wrap your arms around his neck. 

He carries you bridal style to your room and lays you down on the bed before getting in next to you. Tucked within his loving embrace, you’re out like a light quicker than the kids were.

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“Hi.”

“Hi.   You must be Millie.”

Nodding enthusiastically, she takes another pull from her straw. “Well, my real name is really Amelia. Amelia Grace.”

“That’s a beautiful name. For a beautiful girl.”

“But I like being called Millie.  I think it’s cute.”

“It is. It is very cute.”

“What’s your name?”

“Mia.”  

“I like that.  It’s super pretty.  And it kinda sounds like my name. Millie, Mia. See?  Are you friends with my mom?”

“I am now.”

“My dad?”

“Your dad and I have known each other a long time.”

“And your uncle Duey’s girlfriend, right?”

Laughing, Esme plucks the clips from Millie’s hair; using a palm to smooth down the wild and unruly tresses before securing them above her forehead and both ears. “You ask a lot of questions.”

“It's 'cause I'm nosey.”

She nuzzles her daughter's temple with the tip of her nose. “That I know.” 

“Are you? Uncle Duey’s girlfriend?  ‘Cause he really needs one.”

“Millie…” Her mother gently scolds. “...you can’t…”

“He does, mom! He needs someone to love! Someone who loves him, too. Like you have daddy and daddy has you! Are you, Mia? Are you his grrlfriend?”

“I guess you could say I am. You know, you’re very smart.  You’re four?”

  “I’ll be five in seven months! I’m supposed to be starting school soon. Daddy says as soon as he knows for sure that no bad guys will show up and cause problems.  I hope it’s soon! I really want to go and meet new friends and learn new stuff. Do you think it’s really different here? School? Than where I lived before?”

“I don’t think it will be too different.  Probably a lot of different words for things. That you’ll have to get used to.”

“We just moved here, you know. Mommy and me.  I didn’t even know that I had a dad! Not until like a week and a bit ago. Well, I knew I had one.  ‘Cause momma didn’t make me all by herself. But I just didn’t know where he lived. Or what he looked like. Or even what his name was!  And then, BOOM! He just showed up. In New York City!  ‘Cause he wanted to protect mom and me from the bad people.  And get us somewhere safe.  Now we’re here! In our new home!”

[soccer-love]

Your child - our child

Laura Benkarth x reader x readers child

“Momma.” my daughter Anna whines, holding onto my leg. 

I roll my eyes but laugh. 

“Yes, baby?” I ask while picking up my cup of coffee. 

“When are we going?” she asks, the same things she already asked me four times within the last fifteen minutes. 

“Later honey, it's not even nine.” I say pointing at the clock on the wall. 

“But I wanna goooo.” she says and I smile. 

I work as a doctor for the FC Bayern women's team and although its Saturday the club decided to do a “Bring-your-family-to-work-day.” 

And what can I say, I think there is no bigger fan of the team than my sweet almost five year old daughter. 

“I know love, how about you eat your breakfast and let mommy drink her coffee and then we can go.” I say and she nods, getting up from my foot. 

My ex boyfriend soon broke up with me after I told him that I was pregnant but it is his loose, he choose not to be part of our live and my I have a good job so I can take care of Anna myself. 

Of curse I often need to travel with the team but then Anna stays with my parents or my brother and his wife. 

“Can I wear my jersey?” she asks as we finish breakfast and I put our dishes in the sink. 

“Sure, wanna go grab it?” 

“Yess.” 

For Christmas I got her the mini version of the jersey of her all time favorite player, Laura Benkarth. 

“I’m ready!” Anna announces as she comes back with the jersey in her hands, I help her putt it on and she patiently for me to put on my shoes. 

We drive to the campus and as we get out of the car, Anna grabs my hand. 

“Are you excited?” I ask and she nods. 

On our way to my office we walk past some stuff members with there familys and some players. 

Some of them know that I have a daughter but most don't. 

“So this is where I work.” I say as I unlock the door and let Anna in before me, she looks around before walking over to the big window, it has a wonderful view over one of the training pitches. 

“Do you see them train?” she asks, completely focused on the view. 

“Sometimes yes.” I say and lean against the doorframe. I hear someone walking  past me but don't bother to turn around. 

“She’s cute.” I hear someone whispering and jump a little when I feel them resting there hand on my shoulder. 

“Jesus are you trying to give me a heart attack?” I whisper yell turning around. 

But when I see the big smile on her face, I can't stay mad at her. 

“Sorry.” 

My heart jumps at the sight of her. 

Laura Benkarth. 

One of our best goal keepers. 

And my girlfriend. 

I meet her here during work and got a long really well, after her injury we spend a lot of time together.  

About four months ago, she came into my office when I was just about to leave, completely nervous and asked me to go out with her. It was honestly really cute. 

We went out on three dates before she finally had the courage to kiss me and after four more she asked me to be her girlfriend. 

And honestly I’m completely in love with her. 

“Its okay.” I say and she gives me a big smile, but I can see her eyes flickering to Anna who's still standing at the window. 

Our relationship is already something serious but I was kind of scared to introduce her to Anna because she's my baby girl and I want to protect her at all costs. 

Besides the fact that the last person that asked me on a date quickly ghosted me after I told them that I have a kid. 

“Baby?” I call out and even though she knows that I meant Anna, Laura also looks at me. 

“I want to introduce you to someone.” I say and she walks towards me, her eyes glued to Laura. 

I pick her up and she wraps one arm around my head. 

“Do you know who this is?” I softly ask and Anna nods. 

“Laura Benkarth.” she whispers. 

“You can call me Laura.” my girlfriend says and I see the sparkle in Annas eyes, excited to meet her. 

“I’m Anna.” she answers and holds out her hand, letting Laura shake it. 

“Very cool name, you know my middle name is also Anna.” Laura admits and I already know that this was enough to make Anna also fall in love with her. 

“Really that's so cool.” Anna says. 

“You know what?” she adds, and Laura shakes her head. 

“We got the same shirt.” Anna explains and points at Laura and I only then realize that she's wearing her black jersey. 

“Wait....we got the same one?” Laura asks and I let Anna down so she can turn around and show Laura the name on her jersey. 

“Yes, because you are my favorite player in the whoooole world.” Anna informs her and I notice Lauras cheeks getting red, cute actually. 

“Thank you.” she says, smiling at Anna. 

“Laura?” I hear someone call her from down the hall. 

“Coming.” she shouts back. 

“Sorry I need to go.” Laura says to us and Anna nods. 

“See you.” she says, waving at Laura. 

“See you later.” Laura answers, she gives me a smile while walking past me. 

I step back to let her outside, but grab her hand before she can go. 

“Do you wanna come over for dinner tonight?” I ask. 

Her eyes are filled with so much love that I almost get weak knees just by looking at her. 

“I would love to.” 

“Around six?” 

She nods and I let go of her hand, so she can go. 

Anna watches me work through some medical forms and I explain to her what I do all day, before we go and explore the campus a little bit. 

I show her my favorite places and we say hi to some of the players. 

Around 2pm we go home, I let her watch some Tv and she takes a nap while I write some mails. 

“What are you making?” Anna asks, she's sitting at the small table in the kitchen while I start making dinner. 

“Pasta.” I say and she smiles. 

Exactly a minute before six, I hear the doorbell rings. 

“Hey.” Laura says as she comes upstairs. 

She wearing black jeans, a white shirt and a denim jacket. 

“Hi.” I answer and she looks behind me, checking if Anna is near before kissing my cheek. 

“These are for you.” she says, handing me a bouquet of flowers.  

“Thank you.” I watch her, taking of her shoes before following me into the kitchen. 

“Look who's here.” I say and Anna looks up, a big smile forming on her face as she notices the person in the doorway. 

“Laura.” she cheers and gets up, running towards her and hugging her leg. 

“Hey, their little lady.” Laura says, she leans down so she's at the same hight as Anna. 

“Hey, big lady.” Anna answers, making Laura laugh. 

“Did you have a good day at the campus?” Laura asks, I watch them from the kitchen counter. The way she acts with my daughter, lets my heart melt. 

“Yes, momma showed me everything.” Anna says enthusiastic and makes a gesture with her hand. 

“Can you two may move to the table while you tell her about everything.” I ask and use the same enthusiastic tone like Anna before. 

Anna does what I said, but Laura looks at me. 

“Can I help you with anything?” she asks but I just shake my head and she sits down too. 

I fill our plates, before brining them over. 

During the whole dinner, Laura is extremely sweet with Anna. 

Around eight I take Anna to bad, even though its already past her bedtime. 

“Momma?” Anna asks as I tuck her in. 

“Yes, love?” 

“Can Laura come over more often?” 

“I can ask her if you want.” I say and smile. 

“I really like her and she makes you happy.” Anna explains before closing her eyes. 

I wait a couple of minutes before walking out, quietly closing the door behind me. 

Laura is still sitting at the table and when I come in she looks up. 

“I’m supposed to ask, if you want to come over more often.” I say and she laughs. 

“Are you asking that for you or for her?”

“Both.” 

Laura gets up and walks towards me. 

“I would love to come over more often, I really like it here.” she explains and gives me a smile. 

“But you know that this means, that this..us, is getting more serious.” I say and she nods. 

“Don't get me wrong, I really like you but Anna is my life and her father already left before she was born and I just want to protect her from that heartbreak of losing someone she likes and-” 

“Hey.” Laura says, stopping me from rambling and places her hands on my shoulders. 

“I knew the day, that I asked you out, that Anna will always come first for you and that's okay because she is your daughter. And I would be a complete dick if I asked you to choose between her and me.” she says and I’m glad that she understands the way I feel about my daughter. 

“Yeah I would never choose, but I want both of you, because I love you both.” I admit and only then realize what I just said. 

“I love you too.” Laura answers ans wraps her arms around me, pulling me closer. 

I warp my arms around her shoulders and press my face into her neck, inhaling her smell. 

The feeling of her arms around me, my body against hers, makes me feel incredibly safe. 

I pull a little bit back, making eye contact with her. 

“Do you wanna watch a movie or something.” I ask and she nods. 

We go into the living room and sit down at the couch, I rest my head on her shoulder I while she chooses a movie. 

By the end of the movie I’m almost asleep, still laying in her arms. 

“You should sleep.” Laura whispers and tries to get up, but I grab her hand. 

“Can you stay, please.” 

She nods and together we get up and into my room, I give her one of my shirts and a pair of shorts to sleep. 

When she comes back from the bathroom, she lays down next to me and I cuddle into her. 

“Thank you for introducing me to Anna today.” she says and I look up. 

“Technically I did nothing.” I say and laugh. “Before we got closer, I only knew who you were and that you’re one of the grates goalkeepers the world had ever seen. And then you just came by, smiled and we’re your charming and kind self and I loved you within a second. And I think exactly that happened today with Anna.” 

I See Laura getting red, the smile on her face growing wider and Jesus I love it when I have this effect on her. 

“I kind of have this feeling that we are already becoming a family.” she admits and I nod. 

“I like the idea of that.” I say and close my eyes, softly wrapped in the arms of my (future) wife. 

[claire-elvisgirl]

A growing Lily - pt. 1

Here we aaaare!!! Part 1 is finally ready...I hope you like it. Daddy is ready to show his love...chapter 1 is cute and soft, but the others 2 will be particularly detailed and full of love, sex and all the stuff we like so much! Enjoy!

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Word count:2012

Summary: You’re divorced. Elvis takes you and you little daughter to live with him.

Warnings: Nothing particular in chapter 1

Your marriage wasn’t meant to be a happy one. You knew it the moment you find out you were pregnant. Your husband didn't take the thing too well and left you. You didn't want to give up on your baby, so you kept on with your pregnancy alone. You were young and inexperienced, but you managed it very well and had a beautiful girl named Lily.

She was your only joy. One sunny afternoon she asked you to take her to the park to play. You didn't feel so good, but she insisted and you decided to take her out. A nice breath of fresh air would have helped you too.

You sat on a bench and she flew off to play. While you were watching her, a young man appeared and approached you. He had incredible blue eyes and dark blond hair. “Hi miss!” he said with a soft voice. You looked up: “Hello!”. “May I sit down?” he asked gently. “Of course!” you answered. He sat next to you and started to talk. You ignored him. “I’m Elvis, by the way. You got a name, li'l gal?”

“Y/n!” you replied without looking at him. “Y/n? Why, that's a real pretty name. Where you from? I ain't seen you aroun' here before.”

You heard him keep on asking things about you. The thing bothered you, but at the same time you found him interesting. “I’m in town since a month!”

He looked at you surprised: “You’ve been here for a month, and I ain't seen you 'til now? Man, I must be blind! I never met a gal as pretty as ya before.”

You coughed. Then Lily ran to you. "Mommy can we play now?".

Elvis was shocked and enchanted at the same time: “Why, what is this? We got ourselves a momma's little girl here?” He kneeled down in front of Lily and started to make funny faces. “Who's this little princess?”

You smiled: “This is Lily, my daughter”. He turned to her. “Well, hellooo Lily! Ya look just like your momma!” He winked at you. Lily giggled. "Who's he mama?"

Elvis pinched her cheek: “I’m a good friend of mommy, Lily. My name is Elvis! Can you say it?”. She smiled and repeated: “Eylvis?!:” He laughed and you smiled as Lily ran away to play. “Boy she’s the cutest thing I've ever seen!” he said. “You and your husband should be very proud!”.

“Well, in fact I am!”. Elvis noticed something bothered you. “What’s the matter?” he asked.

“I’m…I’m not married! I was!”

He tried to understand. “Was, huh? So you ain't married anymore?” He looked at you sadly.

You shook your head and looked up: “Well...he left me while I was pregnant of Lily!”

He turned agry: “He...what??? Now that were just plain awful. Now, a gal like you shouldn't be all alone. Ain't ya got nobody here for ya?”

You hated pity and compassion from others. “Oh don't worry, I can manage everything pretty well!”. He put a hand on your shoulder causing you to shiver inside. “Ya really think ya can raise a child all by yourself? A child needs a man, sugar, someone to protect 'em!”. He was getting more involved as time passed. You looked down. “I can't force him to stay with me if he doesn't want to!”. Elvis grabbed your hand and looked deeply into your eyes. “I wasn’t talking about him!!”

You looked at him for a while. You couldn't believe what he was saying.

“Elvis…!?”. Thousands of thoughts flipped through your mind. He was practically offering you a new home, a new life, with him and Lily. You took back your hand from his.

“Why would you do that? I mean...why would you take a girl with a daughter? You're not worried about what people could say!?

He laughed loudly. “Y/n, I don't care 'bout what them other fools might say. All I care now is 'bout you, and 'bout that precious little girl. If ya say yes, you're gonna be my wife and she’s gonna be my little girl. We're gonna be a family! A real family!”

He smiled at you and you slowly looked up at him and smiled back. “Are you serious?”

He turned serious: “Dead as a rock, y/n. I’ll be your man for the rest o' ya life!” As he slowly leaned towards you, Lily laughed loudly pointing her little finger to you. He smiled and gently picked Lily up on his lap. “Why, look at that. Seems like your little princess here wants us to be together!” Lily smiled, she seemed to know what's good for you. He kissed you again, this time more passionately. Lily pulls out her arms to him. "Daddy!?" He blushed and held her in his arm.

"Come here, my little angel. Come to daddy". Lily smiled and hugged him tightly. You looked at them, a little worried. You were certainly pleased about the situation, but you were afraid of rushing things, especially for your little girl. You didn't want to hurt her in any way.

You tried to get Lily back and explained to her that he’s no daddy.

Elvis held her tightly. “Ah come on, y/n, don't be angry with her. Lil' Lily is happy, aren't ya honeybee?” He sat Lily back on his lap and put his nose on hers. "Awww, look at ya little angel! Daddy loves ya, Lily." Lily touched his face and looked at him with her bright blue eyes. You were melting inside at that sight and you were feeling that maybe that young man could really change your life.

“Elvis you don’t have to do it…” you told him seriously.

He pinched your cheek: “Don’t worry, don't ya just see that we're bonding too well? Me, you, and lil' Lily, we can be a real family! You just have to say yes!” Lily smiled and kissed Elvis' nose.

You were tempted to tell him yes right there, but suddenly a strange fear pierced your heart. You saw all your past life in a second: the marriage, the separation, the divorce…you were not ready to face all these things again. “I...I can’t, I’m sorry!” You got up from the bench and took Lily in your arms: "C’mon Lily, time to go home".

Elvis stood speechless as he watched you going away. Lily looked at him and started to cry: "No, mama! I wanna stay with Eylvis!". You tried to calm down Lily and took her way home. Elvis stood up and ran after you: “Y/n, ya can’t take away my little angel!”. You looked at him firmly: “Elvis please, she's not yours and you know it!” He stood up and went after you. Lily was still crying "Daddy…Eylvis!".

He grabbed you from behind.  “Y/n you can't do it…”.

You tried to explain your reasons very calmly: “Elvis please, if you want to do it, I'm ok, but I can't do it in a snap! It’s a thing that has to be settled with time and patience...”

He nodded: “Why, of course! Of course I’ll be a gentleman 'bout it. I’ll give ya all the time ya need. But remember, this is just between you and me...and your little angel over here. Now, ain't this a real pretty picture of a family?”  He held you both tight against him. You looked at him a little scared, but at the same time you felt relieved and happy.

You gave him your hand. “Listen, I'll think about that, ok?”. He kissed your hand: “You take all the time ya need, darlin'” then he looked at Lily. "Awwww, what a cute little angel. Do you know who's your daddy, Lily? Yeah, Eylvis is your daddy now!” Lily looked at you, smiling. You felt strange inside. For the first time you thought maybe you really needed someone, and most of all you’re enthusiastic about how much Lily loves Elvis.

He tickled Lily. “It's like this little honeybee knows just what's best for us. And now I got a little mission for ya, y/n!”

“A mission?” you asked.

“Yeah. I want you to go home and gather all the things that you and Lily need for you to be living with me from now on. I want it all ready in 'bout two days. What ya say 'bout that?

You stopped and stared at him. “Two days?? Oh Elvis, how can I…? I mean, it's happening so fast, I have to be sure I can trust you. I can't let this thing hurt me or Lily!”

He grabbed your hand again and his eyes were pointing right at yours. “Ya can trust all I say. Look how I love your little angel. Look how she loves me!” He kissed Lily on the forehead.

You were starting to trust him and you decided to give him a try. “You know what, you're right! I'm in!

He was filled with joy and he held you tight. “Oh y/n you’re making me so happy! We’ll be the best family ever!” Lily smiled again. "Ya, daddy!" and she hugged you both. Elvis smiled, kissed you and Lily and left. You looked after him, your face was a mixture of joy and excitement, but you were still a little worried.

In the following day you kept thinking about him and his proposal. He was offering you a stable home and a new life. You were really concerned, but you thought you had nothing to lose. You trusted him. He told you that was not the first time he saw you. He had spotted you and Lily many times before, but he never had had the courage to talk to you. And now he was practically asking you to marry him. Legally or not. All these thoughts were bouncing in your head, as you started to gather things you and Lily may need to go with him. Before you left, you took Lily in your arms and asks her what she thought about Elvis; you wanted to be sure that she would be really happy. You were still in doubt, but Lily gave you the courage to go ahead. She loved Elvis very much; she kept on calling him daddy and the way they bonded at the park was really amazing.

Two days after, he came to pick you up with his car. He got off and ran to hug you and Lily: “My precious girls…”. Then he turned to you. “Ready?”. You nodded and seated in the car. He drove away…away from your past, from your husband and from all the bad things that happened to you.

He took you to his home, a beautiful country home with a big garden.

He was enthusiastic. “Hey, look! The whole gang is waiting for us!!”. You were concerned: “Elvis who are these people? I thought we would be alone…”

He smiled at you grabbing your cheek. “Oh don't ya worry. My friends are the best fellas you could ask for. They'll keep us safe and happy, honey. Now, come with me, I’ll show ya around!” He parked and Lily gets out of the car and hugs him. Then all the others came, one after the other welcoming the new family member. Elvis opened the door and helped you to get out of the car.

You stopped and watch all the wonderful things around you: “This place is amazing!”

“I told ya!” You smiled and followed Elvis. Lily looked at the guys. They were dressed in a way she had never seen before. She pulled you close laughing: "Mommy, are they cowboys?"

You laughed back: “Of course they are my love, aren't they Elvis?" You winked at him. He played your game.

“You betcha, Lily! These guys are the best! Now, let’s go meet 'em all!”  You looked at Elvis. You kiss passionately. You felt really in love with him. Then you hug each other. You heard noises behind you, but you don't worry about it. You don't care what others think, because you are finally happy.

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