#i'd start in three weeks! aaah! that's no time at all

[randomisedmongoose]

Got a motherfucking job offer yessssssssssssss

[newtonsheffield]

Molly literally one of your best works - so gooooddddd

Speaking of, can we see how Kate tell him about bb Ed and how he is after she has to leave for a tour right after they’ve just found out.

Is he holding a water bottle for her backstage? Shoving people away so that she can get breathing space?? Aaah tell me moreeeee

The idea just got... stuck in my head I guess!

Oh lil BB Edmund, So I think Kate's probably just released her second studio album, and the world tour's about to start, and Kate probably thought she was really tired from the stress, the rehearsals taking their toll etc. But No that's not what happened.

"Anthony, I am absolutely fucking not wearing that." Kate sighed, looking at her husband. And truly, in times like this she wondered what it had been about him that made her fall in love with him in the first place.

He was standing in their London home (which still sounded terribly WASPish to Kate no matter how many times she heard it) holding up what appeared to be a hula hoop with shoulder straps.

He huffed, "Well, you have to do something! I don't want people getting too close to you, god knows what they'll have that could be bad for the baby! Some sort of plague probably!"

And there it was.

He'd been so irrational since she'd told him. Happiness, and excitement, and love bubbling out of him tempered with a primal sort of need he seemed to have to wrap everyone he loved in cotton wool and protect them from the world. And it was beautiful, it really was, the fact that he was so ready to be a Dad already but it was a little inconvenient given her tour started in three days.

She hadn't even realised at first. She and Anthony had agreed, since they got married, they weren't trying for a baby, but they weren't not trying either. This was a good time really, she could tour now and write another album when the baby was small, delay it a little and the tour would be after that. This was good. Except she'd misread all the signs. She'd misread the aching tiredness and nausea for nerves and stress and the fact Anthony wasn't due down for another week until she'd been sitting on her mother's sofa, three slices into a lemon meringue pie, starting on a fourth and Edwina had said,

"Jesus christ, if I didn't know better I'd say you were pregnant."

Kate had frozen, her eyes darting between Mary and Edwina both looking a little perplexed as she swallowed "What did you say?"

Mary had rolled her eyes, hissing, "Edwina, I told you not to ask! You get your tactlessness from your father. It's a wonder you've ever had a girlfriend."

Edwina had opened her mouth to respond indignantly, but Kate had cut her off. "You think I'm pregnant?"

Edwina had rolled her eyes, "Well aren't you?"

And suddenly it had all clicked into place. She'd dropped her fork on the table in surprise, "Fuck!"

"Well, I guess I'm going to get a pregnancy test." Edwina had sighed, standing from the table, and 30 minutes later Kate had been looking at four positive tests.

She was laying on the Sofa, Anthony had been in London for a few hours at most when she'd nudged him to sit up, tugging his head from her chest where he'd been laying against her like a tiny puppy.

"I wrote a new song." She'd said gently, reaching for her guitar nearby, her cheeks burning while Anthony looked curiously at her.

She'd started singing, the soft, lilting melody, the story of a little mouse come to the city for a few days, the details correct right down to the boots he'd been wearing, and when she finished Anthony was looking at her s curiously.

"What do you think?"

He looked a little confused, "You sound amazing, like always, and I' desperately flattered, but it sounds like a nursery rhyme."

She'd taken a deep breath, intertwining their fingers before she said, "Well, I want the baby to know how we met."

His mouth had dropped open, staring at her, tears in his eyes as he struggled for words, "We're- I'm gonna... you're gonna be a Mum?"

She'd nodded gently, her fingers in his hair "You're gonna be a Dad."

And three seconds later he'd let out the most childlike whoop of excitement and spun her around the room.

And now this.

Kate sighed, taking off her glasses, "Anthony, I get that you want to protect me, and the baby and that's beautiful, I'm so so glad you love us that much. But this is insane, mousey."

His brow had furrowed, staring down at his contraption for a long moment, before he'd sighed, "This is ludicrous isn't it?"

"Yes, babe. It looks like something a serial killer would make."

He flopped onto the sofa beside her, his creation abandoned, chin on her shoulder. "I guess I'll just talk to your security. But I just... I love you, okay?"

"I love you too." it felt warm and safe in her chest just like always, his hand resting on her flat stomach.

"I am going to look after you though, you know that right?" His voice was serious, brow furrowed, nd it burned against her.

"I would expect nothing less."

And he did. Anthony loitered in the wings every night, like the world's most dedicated body man, ladened down with water and snacks and a fan for when she got too warm, love pouring out of him as he stuck to her side while they walked through crowds and something about it made her love him so much more.

And so, when she stood in Wembley, finishing the tour right where it began a few months earlier she said

"You know, I met my husband outside a seedy pub in Brixton, where maybe 60 people came out to see me. I stole two cigarettes from him (smoking is bad by the way kids, don't do it) and he stole something a little more precious from me. So in honour of that, and the biggest crowd that I've ever played in front of: This one's for you Country Mouse and for our baby mouse as well."

And she was sure, the crowd barely heard the start of Foundations of the screaming, but she was only looking at Anthony.

[nisetsundere]

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 26: What are you craving right now? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

yooo, you even included the q's in the ask, that's handy :)

uhh this went long so read more

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? you know, I'd like to say no, but the other day I accidentally tripped over some seething rage I had all bundled up somewhere, and I've been passingly mad when I think about it from time to time since then. I've made a lot of bad decisions in schooling, but when I was still new and fresh to uni and actually a good student, I got into Japanese and they brought up the study abroad opportunity. A semester in japan, being paid to be there, while going to school there and stuff? it was an incredible opportunity and it looked like I was gonna be able to go -- I jumped through all the hoops. as the deadline approached, I checked in and discovered that there was only a single component missing -- one of my letters of recommendation hadn't been submitted yet. I checked in with the prof, and she was like, yeah I'll get to it no sweat. deadline approaches closer and I bug her more and more about it, like, uh, hey, I kinda need that next week, by Friday? it's in three days? PLEASE, it's TOMORROW. but on the submit forum, it has a deadline written on the doc, and that's the deadline for the uni to send the paperwork, NOT the deadline that the uni had established for all the paperwork being turned in. so despite my continual clear and desperate pleas, she straight-out didn't believe me about the deadline. about two weeks after the deadline she told me "I tried to drop it off but they said the deadline was two weeks ago?" and it's like.. yeah.. as I told you, many times, both in email and in person... I couldn't go because you didn't do it on time........

I think about it a lot. It was prolly a turning point of sorts for me. a semester abroad would've invigorated me and I very well mightta succeeded all the way through uni. instead I started ditching more, taking things less seriously, failing a few classes. failing a lot of classes. dropping out. starting because one person thought I was like, lying about the deadline being earlier, and putting it off to the last minute.. but eh. could be that my course was gonna end that way either way tbh, could just be coincidental timing. I'm back in uni now to finish it up, so as long as I don't fuck it up this time......

26: What are you craving right now? aaah just some time with my friends and girlfriend, I've been busy lately and wish I could just take a day off and go catch a movie or play a game or something..

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? well, I'm sure I did as a kid yeah, but not in recent memory. I did go outside wearing nothing but shorts quite recently, but it was the dead of night and pouring rain, I doubt anyone saw me. my chest is really very hairy so I'm a bit self-conscious of being observed unless it's like a pool or beach or something. naked is out of the question :p

70: Is there anyone you would die for? not to be dramatic, but absolutely yeah. I have so many friends and coworkers that have such promising futures, if a gunman were to threaten them, I would 100% take a bullet for them.

thank you for the ask, TNT !! you triggered some Lore with that first one, sorry for the lengthy answer :p