#eggy drysdale

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Missing Squishy and Eggy 😔😔😔 do we have some crumbs 🤲🏻🤲🏻 lying around, ma’am 😔🤲🏻🤲🏻🤲🏻

Squishy and Eggy!! I know I haven't talked about the main cast a ton this week, but that's because there's so much going on with the secondary cast, and no time haha. So we may be doing a back and forth kinda deal but I can spare a cute little moment of Squishers and her Eggy boy!

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Stressing Me Out

Summary:  Your little family

Pairings:  Blade X Reader

Rating:  it’s so fluffy

Warnings: talking Fable, front butts, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  750

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“No, no, you gotta hold his head up, Squish.”

“Wike wike dis, daddy?” Fable looks up at Blade with the biggest smile on her face. She still hasn’t given up on the wanting of a sister, but she’s learning to tolerate her chubby bubba.

Blade gives her a slow head nod, and smiles back down at the littlest loves in his life. While he doubted whether he would be a good father or not, you knew. You saw the care he gave his nieces and nephews. Having a special bond with each of them.

This is your favorite time. Letting him think you’re still in the shower, when in reality you’re watching your family be so sweet. Too often it’s a crazy, fun, and fast paced love that you guys have. But these moments are special. Moments where you get to see Blade’s soft side. The side that not many get to see or experience. He protects that side; it’s only for his inner circle.

Fable’s fingers pet around Beckett’s face, and you’re made painfully aware why people have more than one child. She’s still small, but there’s this big girl quality to her. She doesn’t sleep in a crib anymore. She used the potty, picked out her own clothes, even decided how she wanted her hair fixed for the day, and daddy is always the one to fix it.

You already see such a change in your Eggy boy. He has facial expressions, and the cutest little laugh, especially if Fable was paying attention to him. He coos up at her, while she sings to him, or will grunt when she gives you a kiss to your cheek.

You’re little bestie did it now just to spite him. With his fists curled up tightly he thrashes around, and grunts, until you pull him up to your face issuing kiss after kiss on him.

Neither you nor Blade knew that you had enough room to love another child, but you were able to. Almost tearful when you think of having to be away from them. You just couldn’t get enough of your sweet family. From your sexy husband, to your beautiful daughter, to that chubby boy that she holds in her hands.

Blade turns to you, giving you a soft smile, so you flash him a little bit of tit, and he bites at his lip, “Squish, your mom’s being mean to me.”

“Teww hew to quit it, and sing da sunshine song wif me.”

“You heard her, wifey. Get over here, and sing You Are My Sunshine with her.”

“I hate when you call me that,” you walk over to the bed, and give him a kiss. Slyly his thumb ghosts over your breast, and you give a little yelp.

“What’s wrong, Lo? A little sensitive.”

“Mommy! Sing wif me!”

Giving Blade a playful elbow, you do the sweet little routine of singing You Are My Sunshine as a family to Eggy. Still one of Blade’s favorite songs. “So since we wike dis Egg. Wets tawk about da next. Kissy said he wiww dis…discuss youw options when you awe weady.”

“Faby, can we just enjoy the egg for a bit longer before you want me to have another baby?”

“Daddy’s da one dat does aww da wowk,” Blade laughs while you narrow your eyes at him. “Him da one dat does da chicken poop thing in youw fwont butt.”

“Oh my gosh! Fable, you can’t talk about chicken poop in my…front butt when you go to school.”

“Dats what happens. Daddy does aww da wowk. So wet him do dat chicken poop wowd and make suwe it’s a giwl. Eggy is enough stwaws.”

“What do you know about straws?” Blade asks her confused.

“I don’t. Papa said him has a stwaw in hims diapew. I don’t want to see that. Ooh! I gotta go. Don’t wait, it’ww be awhiwe. Eggy some of us don’t poop in our pants anymowe.”

You wait until that dramatic little girl runs into her bathroom. Giving her the privacy she needs, “Yep, she’s all Drysdale.”

“I don’t know how to take that.”

“She is all Drysdale. Cute as can be, but man, she’s a handful. That’s all you, Bladey.”

“We could make another,” with wide eyes you turn to look at him. “Not the three years we waited on her at least. I’m getting old.”

“That’s what I get for falling in love with an old man, who has a big cock.”

“Sweetheart, you had never seen a cock before, you wouldn’t know.”

“Well I have now, big dick. Give me my baby, you two are stressing me out.”

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Hi Ma’am can we have some blade and his wittle babies crumbs please? 🥺🤲 I simply can’t get enough of him, squishers, lo, and eggy 💗

Bladey and his wittle babies and family! I know it's been a busy one, so sometimes I miss these just cutesy drabbles...but let's dive into a calm moment with Blade, Lo, Squishers, and Eggy boy, plus their new babies.

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Get To Wowk

Summary:  family time outside

Pairings:  Blade X Lo, Fable and Beckett

Rating:  adorbs

Warnings: chicken poop, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  700

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“Blade, you better quit,” you warn him as he walks behind you too close, and pressing your ass into his crotch.  “Steven Blade, our babies are out here.”

“I want a baby in here,” he says again adding his hand to your stomach, when you freeze and lean more into him, he gives you a little laugh on your neck.  “Seeing you all swollen again.  Making us another perfect child.”

“But you do all the work, My Lord,” quickly you bump your butt on him, and go over to the blanket where Fable entertains Beckett.  The two puppies running around the yard.  “Your dog,” you turn back to look at him, right at the time that Zeus runs away from a fallen petal.  “He’s a scaredy cat.”

“He’s a baby.  Wook at that face.  Zeusy, come here buddy,” that goofy dog who doesn’t realize his size sloppily gallops towards Blade.

“More like Dr. Seuss.”

“I heard that!  He can’t help it that his body is growing too fast for him,” Asiago gives a little bark, only to have Zeus start to cower behind Blade.

“You were saying?”

“Assgo, you be nice to Zeus.  Him can’t hewp it he’s a pu...”

“Squishers, don’t you dare say that,” Blade gives her a warning, and she only smiles.

“You got to watch what you say wif me awound.  Why can’t me say puss?” you turn to glare at him.  “Weww, why can’t I say puss?”

“Tell her to quit.”

“Squish, you can’t say that word because it’s ugly and for adults.  And I’ll make sure that Harry doesn’t say that word in front of you, and if he does, I’m teaching Annie to say it.  We’ll see how he likes that,” with a roll of your eyes Blade pulls you over to him.  Nibbling at your neck.  “I can’t handle when you dress like them.”

“You can put on some over...”

“Nope, not me.  But you three are too cute,” pulling you in even closer he whispers, “Even if you made it more difficult for me to tease you.”

“Dadadadadadadadadadadada,” Beckett repeats over and over again trying to spin his body around to get to Blade.  While that might be your baby boy, you can’t be mad when you see Blade make the biggest heart eyes at the little baby.  Holding his arms out for him to crawl to his dad.

“Ehhhh,” Fable says quickly jumping into Blade’s lap.  “You go to hew.  Dis is my daddy,” Beckett sits back on his butt and shakes his head no at his sister.  “Yes, him is.  Dis is my daddy.”

“Faby, he’s both your daddy.”

That little girl turns to look at you pouting, and shakes her head no.  “But me had him fiwst,” with real tears in her eyes she turns to hold tightly to Blade.  “Me don’t wanna shawe.”

“Ffffff...” Beckett screams clapping his hands.  Blade looking so lost, you try to get her attention.

“Beckett is trying to say Fabe.”

“Me don’t cawe.”

“Squishers, if you want a sister, you got to learn to share your daddy.  He’s a big boy, he can hold both of you.”

“Weawwy?” leaning back she looks at her dad, and Blade is holding on to every ounce of not crying he can, giving her a single nod.  “One awm fow Faby, and one awm fow Becksy?  But if I have a sistew?’

“Squishers?” Blade calmly says.  Placing her on a leg, he makes a grabby hand towards Beckett, and the happy baby crawls over.  “If you have a sister, I will love all three of you.”

“Fine do da...”

“Squishers, if you talk about chicken poop,” that sweet girl with her slightly wet cheeks just gives you a smile.  “I mean it little lady.  You and bubs finish your playing and me and daddy are going to set up the picnic.”

“You can go in da house and kiss,” Blade nods his head, but you tell her no.  “Pwease, you wewe extwa kissy wif daddy when me got a Eggbewt,” you can’t win with her.  It’s always something.  Too much Blade and too much Drysdale.  “Go kiss so daddy can get to wowk wif da chicken poop.”

“She’s never gonna quit saying that is she?” Blade asks looking at you.

“She’s a mix between you and Lucy.”

“Me wike Wucy.”

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Teddy and Horse

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Summary:  Fable really wanted a sister

Pairings:  Fable X Harry, Blade X Harry

Rating:  🐾🐾

Warnings:  floofster, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  900

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“Uncy Hawwy?”  Fable asks so sweetly. Batting her eyes up to look at her babysitter and godfather.

“Yes, Squishers?” Harry asks looking down at the little girl.  He should know this isn’t going to go well for him, because he just can’t say no.  She leans back more into the couch tapping her fingers on her leg.

“You know, I weawwy wanted a sistew,” Harry nods his head.  Not well at all.  “Weww, Eggbewt is not a sistew.  Him is a boy with a stwaw, and I want a giwl in da house.”

“You have your mom.”

“Dats not the same and you know it.  Since you’we babysitting me, you have my pewmission to take me to get a puppy.  A giwl puppy.  Dares these dogs dat wook wike teddy beaws, and I want one so baby.  And Eggy is no fun to pway wif.  He bawewy cwaws.  Pwease, Uncy Hawwy.  I want a giwl in da house.  Pwetty pwetty pwease.”

“Don’t do that,” he turns his head to look at the ceiling.  “Your cousin Otto used to do that to me.  Don’t do it.”

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Blade stops in his tracks as he walks in his home.  A teddy bear that’s walking on four legs, stops and sits down staring right at him.  “What’re you?” the fluffy ball gives him a yippy bark, before struggling to run away.  Those fluffy paws just don’t allow her any traction.  “Harry Bodecker what did you do?”

Coming around the corner with the teddy bear in her hands, his daughter smiles up at him.  “Wook at hew daddy.”

“What is that?”

“Assgo.”

“What did you just say?”

“Assgo.”

“No,” Harry jogs past, and meets the two of them in the kitchen.  “No, her name is Asiago.”

“Dats what I said, Assgo.  Hew is a sweet Assygo awen’t you.”

“Squishers, why don’t you and Asiago go play, I need to have a chat with your Uncle Harry,” with the biggest smile she walks off carrying her newest friend.  “I can’t get rid of that now.”

“Why would you want to get rid of it?  It’s adorable, and looks like a teddy bear.”

“You named it Asiago on purpose.”

“No.  No, I didn’t do that.  She was eating asiago cheese, and fed the dog some.  Dog loved it.  Your strange daughter wanted to name it after the cheese.  What is with your family and naming animals after food?  Waffle, Donut, Biscoff, Biscuit, what’s that other rat’s name?”

“It’s not a rat.  Do you think Aster would let a rat be in her house?  And it’s Pickles.  You forgot Noodle.  But you bought a dog for my daughter without asking,” Harry only shrugs.  “You just wait.  One of these days, this moment will come and bite you in the ass so hard.  How big is that thing getting?”

“It’s full grown,” Blade opens his mouth wide.  “Yeah.  She needed a shrimpy dog.  She can carry it around.”

“We gotta fix this.”

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“So let me get this straight,” you take a deep breath.  Beckett on your hip while you look at Blade who is avoiding your eye contact, and Fable who is smiling so big holding onto that dog that she has talked about for weeks.  “Fable got a dog that we agreed to get her.”

“You did!  I didn’t have to do the face with Hawwy?” when you look at her, her face falls, and she starts kissing at Asiago.  Hoping you ignore her comment.

“There’s a face? And what happened to the Uncy Hawwy?” Fable shrugs and gives him a sweet smile. “I’ve been had by a toddler.”

“Me not a toddwew, me is fouw, Eggy is a toddwew. Me is a big giwl. But back dis up,” that sweet daughter of yours gives you her best smile, tilting her head, “You and daddy wewe going to buy me a teddy beaw dog?”

“Yes, we did.  But because you got a fluffy thing, your father had to get a huge ass dog to over compensate for the yippy dog?” 

“Mommy said ass.”

“Faby!” 

“You said it first.”

“I’m an adult.  You and Assgo play, while I talk to your father,” she snorts at you saying the dog’s name wrong, while you zero in on Harry and Blade.  “You basically bought a horse.”

“Open floor plan.  We got the room.  He’ll love it.  That thing yipped at me.  And look at his face,” he holds the giant puppy up for you to see his sweet face.  “Zeus.”

“You named the dog Zeus?”

“Yes, look,” he points at a pattern of spots that resembles a lightning bolt.  “He is the god of dogs, and has that.  Zeus.”

“You’re never babysitting again.”

“Well, I never.  I didn’t ask,” Harry crosses his arms across his chest.  “You two asked me.  I did you favor.”

“Where’s your wives and ginger babies?”

Harry’s smile softens at the mention of wives and babies.  “They’re at the castle.  Winnie told Otto he needed to read after surgery to help with his um,” he wiggles his fingers at his throat.  “Is it mean to say I don’t want him to change the way he speaks?”

“He wants to speak clearly,” Blade tells him.  “I remember when I spoke like that, and had the stuttering.  It’s not fun, and people tend to make fun of you.  He’s thirteen.  That’s hard.  I’m surprised that Winnie was confident it would change.”

“It did change.  He could pronounce Rs better.  But back to the horse and the teddy.  You realize we have two puppies,” Beckett wiggles around, creating grabby hands at Zeus.  “No, buddy.  You’re too rough.”

“The teddy is full grown,” Harry informs you, his hand letting Zeus’ long tongue lick at it.

“Well, that’s good, since we’ve got a whole horse, that I’m assuming is staying inside?” Blade gives you a nod.  “And when he needs training, it’s your job.  Asiago is full grown, and I’m assuming she’s trained?” it’s Harry that nods at you this time.  “Alright.  Harry tell your wives I said hey.  I’m sure the babies are being suffocated by Story who has always wanted a red headed baby.  Please save them.”

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Blade and Lo sending this to Family group announcing Eggy in processing. 👨‍👩‍👧🤰

Oh my goodness yes!! And Squishers just being so happy to show off this baby that she's positive is a giwl!

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Squish and Eggy 😍

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🥺🥺 and you know that their dear old dad is sitting close by with bit crocodile tears

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Jen, wook at this!!! Eggy spotted being devoured by Bladey!!! just daddy chomping his chonks 😋😋😋

OH MY GOODNESS!! Wook at dem wegs! And yes, Eggy is a CHONK just like Squish was. And I did see him with like the biggest dimples ever that Squishers likes to poke her fingers in!

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Please write more about big sissy Squish! As much as she loves Eggy, I can just picture her telling Papa that she asked her parents for a sister.

Squish is such a Drysdale! So dramatic and while she loves her bubba, like really loves him, her wants to speak to management about this brother business, because she wanted a sister! And what Squish wants, she usually gets because Blade spoils her.

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Making Sisters

Summary:  Fable needs to talk to someone that's in charge

Pairings:  Ransom X Squish

Rating:  explicit

Warnings: Fable talking, Fable is very opinionated, 18+ ONLY

Word Count:  550

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"Papa!” Fable screams running down the hallway of the estate.  Ransom catches the little girl in his arms, and throws her up in the air.  “Papa we bwought bwought the egg!”

“Why do you insist on calling him that?” Ransom laughs, waiting you and his son.

“Because daddy fuw, fuwtiwi, you know da chicken poop thingy.  He do that to mommy’s egg,” Ransom glares at his son as you two make your way through with Beckett.  “And wook, him him has an egg head.  Weww,” she looks at you, and you’re making a face of disapproval.  “Hims egg head has gotten bettew.  Him him wooked funny when he came out of mommy’s butt.”

“Fable!”

“Dats, what daddy said.”

“No, I didn’t, I said her belly.”

Fable looks between you and Blade, and walks closer to you, lifting your shirt.  “Whewe’s da howe den?  Me don’t see no howe.  How did the Egg get out den?”

“Dad, do you mind keeping Squish for a bit.  She’s needing a break from Eggy.”

“You’re calling the egg head that too?” 

You look down at your most beautiful little boy, and smile, “It’s kinda stuck now.  Squishy girl, and Eggy boy.”

“Fine, take your cooked egg, and get out of here.  It’s me and you today, Squish.  Mimi, and Luce took your cousins shopping, and Kissy is working.  What do you want to do?”

“Meneed to tawk to someone who who is in chawge.  And you awe da owdest, so dat dats you.  Okay?” Ransom smirks, and nods.  “Me wanted that egg, to be a giwl.”

“Is having a brother that bad?” Fable shrugs her shoulders, and crosses her arms.  “But I see you’re very concerned about the straw in his diaper,” she scrunches her face up in confusion.  “I guess you’re not around for diaper changes.”

“Why wouwd me be?  Dats nasty, yuck!  But Papa, him him needs to be a giwl.  So me got a pwan,” she wiggles her body closer to Papa, giving his beard a little sniff, “You smeww wike Cawtew.”

“Carter smells like me.  That kid...What is your plan Squish?  I can tell that this is really bothering you,” he settles back and watches his granddaughter who has the most serious face.

“Daddy needs to do it again.”

“Do what?”

“Papa, me can’t say dat wowd.  The chicken poop wowd.  Fuwtiwi...don’t make me say it.  Me sound wike a newd,” Ransom laughs deep from his belly and she boops his nose, “Not funny.”

“No, Squishers, I’m sorry, it’s not funny.  So you need your dad to fertilize what?”

She throws her hands up in the air in frustration.  “Mommy’s egg that’s in her fwont butt.  Me need a sistew.”

“Did you just say a front butt?  There’s five hundred of you guys, and I have never heard it called a front butt.  A muffin, a cookie, a toot too, but a front butt?”

“Papa!  Stay wif me.  Me need a sistew.  Make it happen.”

“I heard Kissy has good advice on how to make sisters.”

“Me wiww tawk to him when he gets back.  Now, pway Fwozen,” Ransom shakes his head no.  “Awexa, pway Fwozen,” she settles back on Ransom’s lap with with a satisfied grin.  “If me had a sistew me couwd pway wif hew.  But now you gotta watch Fwozen again.”

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Ma’am can you pls give us a little glimpse of Bladey, Lo, and the babies 🥺🥺

Oh goodness...I'm assuming, and hoping you mean Willow Storm and Elswyth Olivina. Squishers got her sister, times two. Squish's main problem seemed to be that she couldn't pronounce their names, so she's dubbed them Willie and Elfie.

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I Want All the Babies

Summary: spending time with all the babies

Pairings: Blade X Reader

Rating: 🥹🥹

Warnings:  Fable, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 450

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Your first baby sits beside her dad, holding onto Willow, while you feed Elswyth. Beckett sitting close to you, still a bit wary of the new babies. Fable pets around Willow’s face softly, before she looks up at her dad, and gives him a quick grin before she looks back at her sister.

“Was me dis smaww?”

“Nope,” Blade answers quickly. “You were extra fluffy. You were never a small baby. Where do you think you got your nickname from?”

Fable shrugs her shoulders and looks back at the baby, “Me don’t know.”

“Your daddy,” you begin. Your fingers pet over Beckett’s, just so he knows, he’s still your baby. “He had this weird obsession with squishing your chunk.”

“Daddy!”

“What? I would get into my stuttering, and I could squish your thighs or cheeks, and I calmed down. No stuttering.”

“And now me name is Skish or Skishers. What about Eggbewt? Why him named that?”

“You did that,” Blade tells her. Fable looks up at him confused, unsure of how she came up with it. “You asked if mommy was going to lay an egg like Birdie Mae’s chicken.”

“Oh da chicken thing!”

“Yes, you said that I fertilized her egg, and she was gonna lay a baby. So we started calling him, Eggy and Eggbert, and when he was born, you and Papa called him Egghead.”

“Me no Egghead, daddy,” Beckett looks over at Blade shaking his head no. “This my baby?”

“Oh,” you look over to Blade quickly, knowing how sensitive he is with that saying. “Yeah, Beckers. These are you babies.”

“No, dis one. Dat Skish baby. Dis my baby,” his little finger points at Elswyth and he gives her a quick kiss.

“Okay, Elfie is your baby, and Willie is now Fable’s baby. Squishers, you like having baby sisters? Does it make you feel complete?” she looks over at you and gives you a quick smirk. “No! Blade Drysdale, they’re a month old. Don’t you start.”

“Papa and Mimi have five,” you glare at your husband who is fighting to not laugh. “Daddy is wike Papa.”

“Wait a minute. I am not like Papa.”

“Beckews what do you fink?”

“Dis is my baby.”

“Ugh,” Fable leans back on the couch sighing. “Me need to stawt wowking awone.”

“And the next person I hear ask for a fifth, they’re wearing a shirt with Papa’s face on it. No.”

“That’s what mom said, and then eight years after Ree, baby Lucifer.

“You said you didn’t want five kids,” you try and remind him.

“Doesn’t count. I didn’t have Squishers. Now I want all the babies.”

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Ma'am, do you have any spare eggbewt and squishy girl floof 🥺

Wittle Eggbewt and Squishers, these two 🥺 Squishers of course is a mess, and Eggy is just a wee baby (toddler) but hims so sweet, and yes, a mama's boy, but he does his daddy too. Squishers is bound and determined that her is going to get a sister, even if that means she's got to share her daddy a little bit.

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A Wot of Wowk

Summary: Fable and Beckett are plotting

Pairings: Blade/Lo X Fable/Beckett

Rating: 😂🥹

Warnings: chicken poop thing, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 700

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“Go teww hew,” you only barely catch Fable whisper to her little brother. It had been getting way too quiet in their play room, so you had to investigate.

“Ooo,” that chunky boy replies to her. Giving her a smile and waddling away, only a diaper on to play with his toys.

“No, you! Hew wiww wisten to you. You stiww have that cuteness. Me is too owd now. I wowk on daddy. You wowk on mommy.”

“Dada!”

“No!” she says dramatically throwing herself back on the floor. “Me going to wowk on daddy you awe mommy’s baby. You get hew.”

His hands pat on his round belly with a giggle. “No baby.”

“Dis is impossibwe. This is why I wowk wif Biwdie. Oh!!” that devious little girl gets a bright idea, and she turns to see you. “Hey mommy.”

“What are you doing?”

“Pwaying wif da Egghead. Can we go see da Adwers.”

“Not today.”

Beckett pats at his belly again giving you that snaggle tooth grin, “Need baby!”

“Reawwy?” she turns to look at him. “I wowk too hawd twying to make you undewstand, and you do? Me and Eggy been tawking, and…” she gives you that crooked grin when Blade walks to stand behind you. “I fink it’s time to wet daddy put in da wowk and do da chicken poop thing in youw fwont butt, and we get anothew baby.”

“Me, too,” Blade laughs giving you a sweet little kiss to your neck. “I’ll take you to Ree’s or Papa and Mimi’s, and I’ll get to work.”

“I’m gonna do nothing,” you give him a playful elbow to his stomach.

“But daddy, do a bettew job and make it a giwl dis time okay?” you start to speak, but she holds up her hand at you, giving a slow breath. “No, I wike Eggy, but I fink we need anothew giwl in dis house. Me need a sistew, so give me one befowe I steaw one! Eggbewt, come on, wets go get a snack, and gib dem some time to fink about dis situation.”

“What did you do to our daughter?”

“She’s four and speaks very colorfully. I don’t see the problem in this,” he tilts his head smiling on you, waiting on a rebuttal. “How about, someone watches the babes, and I make sure that we give our Fable a sister, and if I don’t succeed. I’ll just have to try again.”

“I’m just laying there. You do all the work,” you turn to walk away, needing to pack up some things to take the babes to Mimi and Papa’s.

Blade grabs at your arm and pulls you into his hard chest, “Correction, you’re going to be hanging there.”

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Handing over the ultrasound to Beckett he just holds it in his hands, smiling up at you and Blade when Fable grabs it out of his hands, “I wemembew dis, Eggy. Dis is a baby, what is it? Did you do it wight? I wiww be not happy.”

Your smile fades. Not the reaction you had been hoping for. “I mean. Da baby wiww be cute no mattew what’s in der.”

“Well, Faby…Squishers, Eggy…we don’t know yet,” Fable narrows her eyes at her dad. “What we do know is that, daddy did a very good job.”

“Blade, stop it,” you giggle.

“Daddy did such a good job fertilizing mommy, that there’s two babies in there,” Fable looks in between you two, while Beckett still just smiles. You wonder how you’re going to deal with a four-year-old going on forty, a smiley little one and a half year old, and soon two dramatic Drysdale twins.

“I said a sistew! One. Do you know how to count? What if…daddy if you did two boys in mommy,” Blade chokes on spit, and looks away from Fable. “I don’t know what I wiww do. Beckett Jensen is cute and smiwey. What if ders tewwow in der? We gonna be in twoubwe. Eggbewt, time to tawk about dis. You two, got a wot of pwanning to do. Don’t disa…disapp…don’t mess dis up. I waited a wong time for a sistew.”

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Do Turtle doves discuss about their following siblings? Fable is very Vocal about wanting a sister, but What about Birdie Mae? Is Fable teaching her weird chicken poop logic to her bestie too?

😩🥺 the Turtle Doves! So Birdie Mae isn't quite as vocal and sassy as Fable. Fable has a lot of Drysdale in her, and Birdie Mae has a lot of Arleigh in her. Just the sweetest little cherub. Plus, it helps that I want to see these two on the farm. Beau and Blade typically stay outside with them, but they pretty much have free range on the farm. There are no neighbors. And when they get neighbors it's Posie and Jax.

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The D Word

Summary: Birdie Mae and Fable chat.

Pairings: Fable X Birdie Mae

Rating: 😂

Warnings: chicken poop talk, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 900

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Birdie Mae takes a stick and digs a bit in the dirt, Remy right next to the girls as they walk the property. Always exploring and always discovering new things. Fable spinning a beautiful tale of their adventures when they return, none of which actually happens, but Birdie Mae just giggles beside her friend.

“Biwdie, do you evew want a sistew?”

Birdie Mae stops her digging to turn and look at her friend. Shrugging her shoulders, before she goes back to digging.

“Me wuv my Eggy, but me want a sistew.”

“Have you, ugh,” she throws a rock over her shoulder, leaving Remy to go retrieve it. “Have you thought about asking your mom and dad.”

“Ahh,” Fable falls backwards in the dirt. Her little arms and legs running up and down and creating dirt angels. “Onwy wike evewy day. I wuv Eggbewt, I weawwy do, but a sistew.”

“What is so great about a sister?”

“Weww…me don’t weawwy know but ders not stwaws in der diapews.”

“A penis,” Fable sits up and gives Birdie Mae an odd look. “That’s what boys have. Like the rooster. A penis. Fennel, a penis. Dad’s heathens a penis.”

“Me don’t wike dat wowd, so when I say stwaw, I’m tawking about da penis,” Fable waits a moment and thinks before looking at Birdie Mae. “My dad has a penis?”

“Mine, too. We have a vagina.”

“A fwont butt,” Birdie Mae just shrugs. “How do you know dis?”

“I live on a farm. See,” she points over to the animals on the farm, and Fable only looks at it odd. “Dad said we can’t have one of each, because they’ll make babies.”

“Da chicken poop thing?” Fable asks scrunching her nose up.

Birdie Mae giggles and lays down flat on the dirt beside Fable, “The what?”

“Chicken poop thing. I can’t say the F word”

“Oh, Squish, you shouldn’t say that word. Mommy got on to daddy one day because he said he was gonna F word her.”

“The chicken poop thing.”

“I seriously have no idea what you’re talking about. Oh, that cloud looks like a rabbit,” her finger points up the sky, and both girls giggle when Remy plops down beside them.

“No what Beau does. He takes the chicken poop and fewt…fewtiwi…I can’t say the F wowd, Biwdie!”

“Oh,” she giggles. Her fingers run through Remy’s hair and she gives the doggie a kiss. “That is a hard word. Fertiliza. So…how do they do the fertiliza?”

“Me don’t know. Daddy does it. Does this chicken poop thing in mama’s fwont butt. He does all the wowk, and she just waffles awound, and popped out Eggy.”

“Huh…do we have to do that?”

“Well, if you want kids. Wucky for you youw gonna have a big big husband.”

“Shh,” she slaps at Fable who only giggles at her. Her dirty fingers covering her mouth. “He…he do you know what he did?” Fable laughs shaking her head. “He screamed down the hallway, ‘I will marry you one day Birdie Mae, and you’ll be Birdie Mae Baizen. He’s too big.”

“My daddy is big. And youws is biggew than youw mama’s me think you’ww be okay. Maybe we shouwd ask youw dad if you have to do the chicken poop thing with Raiden?”

“Raiden is not fertiliza-ing my front butt,” she lets out another giggle before adding, “My vagina. Who are you going to marry?”

“If me can’t mawwy my dad, me don’t want to mawwy anybody. And dats da twuth.”

“Your dad is married. You don’t want them to get the D word?”

“What’s the D word?”

“Divonced, and someone leaves the house.”

“No, mama can stay. Fabwe Peawl Dwysdawe just won’t get mawwied. Come on wets ask Beau if Waiden has to touch youw fwont butt to do da chicken poop thing,” she gets up and starts running towards the cabin, only to have a dirty faced Birdie Mae screaming no after her.

“I don’t want Raiden to touch my vagina!”

Beau and Blade’s faces look at each other when they hear that. “Why is Raiden touching Birdie Mae’s vagina?”

“I don’t think he’s touching it yet. You know he tells everyone he’s marrying Birdie Mae Adler, right?” Beau just shakes his head. “Why does she call it a vagina.”

“Because that’s what it is.”

“Daddy, if Biwdie Mae wants a baby wif Waiden, do he have to do the chicken poop thing to hew fwont butt?”

“Blade?” Blade and Fable both look at Beau, both raising their brows and making the same facial expressions. “Don’t talk about my daughter saying vagina, when your daughter calls it a front butt. And what’s the chicken poop thing?”

“She can’t say fertilizer.”

“I also don’t want you to give mama the D word,” Beau coughs on his laugh, and slaps Blade on the back. “I won’t mawwy you, so don’t weave the house.”

“She means divonced.”

“Oh, you two talk a lot, huh? Mama and I aren’t getting a divorce. Raiden doesn’t need to go anywhere near your private spots. And we don’t have to worry about either of you having kids for a long time, deal?”

“Beau, teww daddy to do da chicken poop thing, and give me a sistew, okay?”

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Blade and Lo proposal please or their wedding. I miss them and their simple yet intense conversations.

I'll do the proposal for now 😂 the weddings exhaust me because I want them to be perfect, and fit the characters style, and it takes me forever to write them. Plus, the next wedding will be the biggest one...and I'm not ready to write that one. I have mentioned that Blade was a bit late to the proposal game, however, they were married before Eggy was born...

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Jefferson Will Design the Dress

Summary: Will…will, will

Pairings: Blade x Reader

Rating: 🥺🥺

Warnings: Blade’s stuttering, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 700

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“Squishers.”

“Yep?” Fable asks crawling up on the bar where Blade sits at the stool. Her body turns around to face him, and that chubby little hand caresses his face as she gives a little giggle.

“You know I love your mama right?” he asks softly. Listening to the sound of the water, letting him know you’re still bathing.

“Yep.”

“And that there’s no other woman I want to be with other than her,” Fable taps at her chest with both hands, mouth agape as she gawks at him. “No, no, you’re my girl. Mama is my woman.”

“Otay.”

“I think it’s time that me and mommy…”

“Baby,” her fingers tap at her belly and she gives him the biggest cheesing grin.

“No.”

“But,” her little face scrunched up in confusion. “Me want sissy.”

“I know. But me and mommy need to get married. So I’m asking you, if I can marry your mom.”

“No no.”

“What?” Blade asks mocking a bit of anger but is mostly trying to not smile. “Why can’t I marry mommy?”

“Mawwy Skish.”

“I can’t marry my daughter,” her held tilts to the side and she mouths out a why. “Because you’re too little, and you can’t marry people you’re related too.”

“Mawwy mommy.”

“So I have your permission? You are letting me marry your mommy?”

“Yep. Cuse, me gotta poop.”

With a little giggle Blade sets her down in the floor and she runs off to her bathroom with her special toilet seat, while Blade taps his fingers on the bar. Pulling out that box of the custom ring that he had made just for you.

He’s thankful that you wouldn’t want something showy, but private and intimate for this moment. He knows if there was any form of a crowd he would be a stuttering mess, and most likely pass out from not being able to catch his breath.

He’s never felt the way he does about you and Fable. You are his people. A testament that he could still be a kinky little shit, and still be completely devoted to you. Everything since meeting you had been easy. Had been fun, full of surprises, and the time of his life. You had given him something he forgot he wanted. Always wanted someone to love him the way his mom loved his dad. The way he saw you fit in perfectly with his crazy, dramatic, chaotic, and unpredictable family. It was easy. Perfect even.

Seeing you walk out of that bathroom with your wet hair and barely dried skin, already wearing a shirt of his, he drops down to his knees and you stop in your tracks, “Blade, are you okay?”

“Yeah…yeah, yes. Oh no…no, no. I said I wouldn’t do…do, do this.”

Dropping down to your own knees you pull his hand to your heart, “Look at my eyes, and feel my breath. There ya go, just breathe.”

He whispers out your name, trying to ease his breathing and find his words. “Will…will, will, will, will…”

“Blade, breathe. Inhale. Exhale,” slow and steady breaths. That’s all you can think.

“No…no, no, I’ve got this. Will…you…you, you marry…marry, marry, marry me, me, me, me?”

“Yes.”

“Lo…Lo, Lo.”

“Yes, Blade. Now please, will you breathe, so I actually get to marry you?” he takes a few staggered breaths, but it isn’t enough. It’s not something you’ve ever tried, but if it calms him, and regulates his breathing, it’s what you’ll do. Leaning forward, you press your lips against his, and he melts in your embrace. Knocking you both down into the floor in a giggling mess.

“Whewe ring?” Fable stomps her foot beside you two. “Whewe at? Do it wong.”

“She’s right, Bladey.”

“Right, Squish, daddy couldn’t breathe,” he pulls out a diamond ring, with a pearl right beside it.

“Peawl!”

“Blade.”

“I don’t want a big wedding. I couldn’t even ask you without sounding like I was about to die. Don’t make me do that.”

“We’ll do whatever you want. Jefferson will design the dress though.”

Blade only shrugs. “I mean, he’s designed everyone’s but Iris’s. And that’s because he was seventeen.”

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Blade Drysdale Masterlist

We’re Having a Boy

He’s Perfect

I’ll Try

Stiww Wuv You

Wuv You

She’s Trying

No Jumping on the Bed

I Don’t Wike It

Kisses From Mommy

Some Meanie

He Had a Moment

High Elf Wizard

Leave Him Alone

Cartography 

Destroyed

Bladey

Bodecker

Unless You’re Uncomfortable

Not Supposed to See That

It Was Big

We Wouldn’t

Yes Daddy

Except the Sundaes

Your Babies

Extra Special

Don’t Do It Blade

Not An Option

Butterscotch Blondie

The Chocolate Fountain

Just A Dessert

Oral Fixations

For Today

Don’t Embawwass Youwsewf 

Alright Cutie

It’s A Date

Here’s My Number

What You Two Have

Respect Your Boundaries

Kiss Goodnight

I Trust You

Take It Slow

Will I Get to See You

We’re Too Close

The Christmas Guest

Santa Tell Me

Can I Taste You

Changing The Subject

Maybe This Will Help

If You Want To

I’m Trying

On Top of Me

All of Me

Wanna Taste

Meet My Family

Just Love Her

Button

Good For You

What Do You Need

What Do You Think About This One?

I Can and I Will

Who This Belongs To

Can We Watch

Good and Wet

Red Velvet Cake

Hanging From the Ceiling

It’s So Pretty Though

My Sweet Lolita

We Don’t Talk About This

Merry Christmas Baby

Both at the Same Time

Deal With It

Limited Enough

Poopy Diapers

Fable Pearl Drysdale

The Best Cuddler

Never Been Happier

Squishy Girl

One Car Coming Back

For You

Special Cookies

You Wanna Go Swimming?

You Quit That

Saturday Afternoon Naps

Jefferson Will Design the Dress

Mommy Is

Go Get Ice Cream

Who Do I Tawk To?

Making Sisters

Stressing Me Out

Teddy and Horse

Get to Wowk

A Wot of Work

Didn’t Answer My Question

I Want All the Babies

Anders Jefferson Drysdale

Family Mood Boards

Blade & Lo

Headcanons

Blade X Lo X Squish

Blurbs

Naptime with Bubba, Introduction to Dom, Story’s Missing, Tease of Blade’s Lactation Kink, Blade’s Loyalty

Asks

Fighting with Blade, Lo’s Kinks, Sex After Baby, Blade’s Kids Favorite Movies

Videos

Azzie and Her Baby Doll Blade, Practicing for Bwade’s Baby, Bubba and Stowy, Naptime with Story, My Girl, Lucy & Bladey, Uncy Bwade and Otto, Uncy Bwade Steals Otto, Squish, Blade and Ellie, Squishers in the Morning, Squishers, Squish Learning to Walk, Tickling Eggy

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Can we please see how squishy girl and eggbert are coping with the fact that mommy has two babies in her tummy? 😂

So we saw Squishers' reaction to having two babies in her mama's belly here. She wasn't happy about the fact that there could be two boys. Even though Eggbert can talk, he's still a baby, and is a man baby of very few words.

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You’we On

Summary: Fable Pearl has concerns

Pairings: the Drysdale’s 2.0

Rating: 🥹😂

Warnings: none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 850

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“Eggy, me just don’t know what we’we going to do. Daddy got us in a pickwe. Me can’t evew twust men again he had one job. Me waid out da wuwes vewy cawefuwwy. Weww, me said a sistew. A. A. As in one. Uno. And what does him do?”

Beckett sits in the floor of the playroom, giggling at his overly animated sister. Having very little idea what she’s talking about, but enjoying the attention. “Hmm?” he asks her.

“Him put two babies in hew fwont butt. And,” she pauses for dramatic effect, finger pointed up the ceiling and then she looks back at her chunky adorable brother.

“I wike you. What if we get a bwothew dats wike Thowne or Attie. Me can’t handwe that, and if it’s two. Me moving in with Mimi and Papa. I wiww take my AssGo wif me. You coming?”

Beckett claps his hands and whispers out a Papa. “It’s a deaw. We couwd take Doctow Zeus, but me think daddy wiww miss hims goofy…hey mommy,” her big eyes turn to look at you with a smile. Feigning innocence, but she’s pretty sure you heard enough.

“Whewe’s daddy?”

“Playing a game on the X-Box. You know the monitor is on right?” she looks over to the other end of the monitor mouthing out a no. “Squishers are you really that concerned about two babies?”

“We’ve tawked about dis. Yes, me is vewy concewned. What if thewe’s two boys? And one is sweet wike Owion and the othew is a wiwd cat wike Attie? Me is not weady fow dat. Wook at Eggbewrt,” both her hands go to motion towards your handsome and chunky boy, and he stands waddling over to you, so you sit in the floor getting closer to both of them.

“Wemembew when me was scawed of him, and him come out wike a big fat bwob and me wanted to be da bestest big sistew because him is beautifuw and me wuv him but anothew brothew? I don’t need thwee.”

Walking over to you, she leans her head over on your shoulder. “What is me going to do?”

“Do you remember when Thorne helped you walk back inside when we were at the estate?” Fable looks at you oddly, unsure of where you’re going with this. “You had fallen off your bike, and you were hurting. He almost carried you. Atlas being the fastest ran inside to get me. Between the two of them, I was able to get to you quick. We patched you up, and you got to love on daddy.”

“Me not fowwowing hewe.”

“And anytime all the other kids are tired, and you’re not isn’t it usually Thorne and Atlas that go outside and run with you through Mimi and Papa’s garden.”

“Me stiww don’t get this.”

“What your mom means,” Blade answers calmly. Sitting in the floor with the three of you he scoops his Squishers up and kisses all over her face. “Atlas and Thorne get a bad reputation for being rowdy, and they are. But don’t you have fun with them? You don’t sit calmly with Poppy and play with her bunnies? Otto doesn’t play much anymore, and you don’t constantly want to build something with Z. Or color with Orion. You don’t wander around with the dogs with Foxley and play with the weasel. You usually hang out with Atlas and Thorne. They’re your buds. And they protect you when you get hurt.”

“Okay, and?”

“Would having a little brother that is like them be so bad?” Fable opens her mouth in a big O understanding what he’s saying. “You’re just as rowdy sometimes as those crazy boys. Always running with them, getting on your bike and going down hills to fast. Rough housing in the pool with them and almost drowning each other.”

“So,” she leans back looking at her father, and then looking over to you. “If dey awe two boys, can you twy one mowe time for a guwl just for me? Me awweady have a bwothew and him is pewfect. Doesn’t get any bettew.”

“No promises, Fable Pearl,” you answer. You also know Blade’s major want for girls as well. Wanting to have a family much like the one he grew up in. An only boy who is overly sensitive because of being raised with women everywhere.

A boy who’s tender with his mom, and has some of the best relationships with his sisters. Even wanting Story to be in his groomsmen party. You wouldn’t mind putting another Steven Blade Drysdale in the world with Beckett. And possibly even more, should the twins be boys.

“Fine. I guess I’ww have to take that den. Be gone. Me and Beckett wewe pwaying and having a meeting when you wudely came in hewe.”

“I wanted you to play Mario Kart with me and mommy. Let Beckett sit in my lap and distract me to lessen my skills. Please Squishers. Do it for daddy?”

“You’we on. If I win, you have to twy again if dem babies awe boys.”

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Me waiting for some fable and egg crumbs 🤲

I did say that this week was for the secondary characters...but I can give you a quick crumb.

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Who Do I Tawk To

Summary: Squish is excited about her brother

Pairings: Blade Drysdale X Reader, Squish and Eggy

Rating: too cute

Warnings: talking Fable, Eggy Drysdale, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 250

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"Muuuah," Fable kisses at your stretched stomach. Picking up her stethoscope, she presses it up against her bubba's bump, moving it around and listening. "Okay, Eggy, whewe whewe awe you? Faby gonna find you!"

Her little hands move it all over your belly, in search of your baby. Gasping when she finally hears something. "Dew! Wight dew," she points at your belly with a big smile up at you, "I find find him!" she excitedly announces looking over to her dad. "Him is noisy. How much wonger?"

"A couple more weeks, Squishers."

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Your first baby stares down from Blade's arms at her brother. She gives a cute little giggle looking at the chubby boy. "Him my bwothew?"

"Yep, that's your brother, Squishers," Blade so concerned that Fable is going to feel left out with the new baby, doesn't let her go, but you can tell how much he wants to hold that chunky boy of his. "Mommy doesn't know how to make little babies."

"Maybe dats youw youw fauwt," Fable giggles up at him. "Beckett, I Fabwe Peawl, youw sissy."

While you know she's little, she's been babied, and was the only child for so long, you see in her eyes the love she has for this squishy boy of yours. Blade leans over to give you a quick kiss, and a closer look for Fable. "When do I get another one?"

"What?" Blade asks looking at his daughter.

"I told you I wanted a sistew. Dis is not not a sistew. Who do I tawk to about this."

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Please show us more Eggy being a mama’s boy with Lo. I can see Blade watching them being all 🥹 but also ☹️ When Eggy obviously favors Mom over him

Blade loves both of his kids, and while he is a bit of a pouter, he also thinks about his relationship with his mom and is like 🥺 so he's a bit jealous of course, but he sees Eggy loving his mama the way he did Kitten. Just so tender, pure, and so full of love.

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Choc Choc Cook-Eeees

Summary: Fable is sick and Beckett bakes

Pairings: Beckett X Reader

Rating: 🍪🍪🍪

Warnings: none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 650

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Beckett Drysdale Masterlist

“Come on Eggy,” you call holding out a hand to him, and the dogs just bounce around his body.

“No, top!” he screeches, taking another step towards you. “Mama. No top it.”

“They’re just excited to see you. Come on,” he grumbles a bit more but stomps over to you and grabs at your hand. Blade had been steadily working on something, while a feverish Squish laid out on the couch fast asleep beside him.

You boop that baby’s nose, sitting him on the counter, “You know what sissy needs?”

“Choc choc,” he gives you a head nod, and you giggle at him.

“Yes, something chocolate. But…do we make cake or brownies.”

Beckett places a finger on his chin and mocks thinking. Letting out a few hmms in the process. “Cook-Eeees!” he lifts his shirt, showing you his full belly, and slaps at it. “Wots of choc choc.”

“Yes, baby. Lots and lots of chocolate. We’ll do daddy’s favorite cookies with all the different chocolate,” you lean over to him and give him a ton of kisses. You never notice when Blade leaves his spot, only just to watch the two of you.

But he just closes his laptop, and turns to the side. Gathering Squishers in his arms to rest on his chest, while he watches the two of you. Getting a bit tearful when he vaguely remembers moments like this with his mom. Barely remembering holding her belly where Story was growing.

The motion of you constantly looking Beckett is the same one his mom gave him. So happy and full of love. There is a special bond between a mother and son. And Blade was proud to say he was a mama’s boy.

Even though he would be okay with having Fable and Beckett in his arms every night before bed, watching you brush his hair back as he drifts to sleep, with the utmost fondness in your eyes. Pure sweet love. He can’t even be mad about Beckett’s clear favor towards you, when Squishers was always about her daddy.

This was a tender relationship he enjoyed watching. Especially with the added warmth of his fast talking daughter. He’s unsure of how he got so lucky with his life. Your patience with both kids reminded him of his mother. Never getting frustrated. Just letting the kids figure out life, and say their piece. You needed the patience with Fable, who knew everything and listened to even more.

You lean over to give Beckett a nose kiss before letting him stir in some chocolate chips. His body now moved to his platform to keep him up high to the counter.

One by one letting him drop balls of cookie dough on then sheet, and you finally look up at your husband. Blowing him a kiss before you go back to helping your sous chef. “Look at that. Buddy, go take a spoonful to daddy.”

Beckett gets down and quickly shuffles over to Blade while you put in the cookies. “Hea dada. It’s good choc choc,” Blade exaggerates his moaning of how good it is. “Sissy siiuck?”

“Yeah, she doesn’t feel good buddy.”

“Sissy feel good with cook-eeees.”

“I bet yours and mama’s cookie are the best,” Blade puckers out his lips, and Beckett’s sticky face gives him a messy kiss.

“Loves dada.”

“Loves you too, Beckers.”

“Loves mama?”

“I couldn’t live without her. I loves mama so much,” he gives a giggle tilting his head to the side to look at Fable.

“Sissy make choc choc cook-eeees.”

“Weawwy?” her voice croaks out. “Chocowate cookies awways make me feew bettew. And Dwagons. Can we watch Hiccup and Toothwess wif cookies?”

“Yes, Squishers.”

“Mama?” her head pokes over the couch to watch you. “Can you howd me dis time?”

“Yes, baby. Daddy can hold Eggbert.”

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Weekly Drabbles Roundup 4/18-4/24

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Ransom & Kitten For Her, A Refund

James & Iris Bagels and Barley

Beck & Aster My Ellie

Blade & Lo A Wot of Wowk*

Posie & Jax Pop Pop Genes Run Deep, We Have That, A Best Friend

Frank & Sugarplum Nothing’s Stopping You

Bucky & Brooklyn My Baby Daddy

What If...? Galaxy Themed

Blurbs Second Generation Honeymoons PT 2, Drysdale Godparents Update

Chats Ransom Scared of Bikes, Mama’s Girls, Annoying Things about James and Iris, Squish Going to Work with Azzie, Third Generation Jobs

Mood Boards Opie & Blossom

Videos Perfect and Comforting, Ransom, Aster, Iris, and Bladey, Blade is Going to Marry Kitten, Ellie and Aster Before Bed, Otto Goes to Work with Dad, Real Wild Child, Squishers Doesn’t Share, Dodger is NOT Happy with Thorne, Beau and Birdie, Ellie Belly Wants CAKE, Quill is Unstoppable, Blade Snores Too Loud, Foxley Takes Care of Quill, Eggy Taking a Nap with Asiago, Abel Holding Daisy, Lucy Give Foxley Brows, Fable Feeding Beckett, Jake and Beckett, Fable Feeding Eggy

**Be on the lookout on the blog, I’ve updated a few of the family mood boards...and even character mood boards have been added to a few of the Masterlists.  There’s still a few of the family trees I need to update, and I will in time.  Work has been BUSY, so I’m finding myself not having the energy to write, but I still can add to this universe 😉