#make him his own onesie 🥺🥺

[wallacefangirl]

someone at aardman probably had to knit that tiny onesie for the movie,,, 💖💖💖

[witherby]

imagine how cute would be if Bruce brings the little wayne to his work on wayne tower 🥺 the moment would be ruined if some paparazzi taking photos with flash and scaring the baby

Sooo the baby didn't end up getting scared, but this idea did make me spit out 2000 words worth of content. I hope that's a fair compromise :3

THE LITTLEST WAYNE: TAKE YOUR KID TO WORK DAY

Featuring: Bruce talking to you like a colleague, a newspaper article, and an overprotective Damian.

"Morning, Clarice. Donuts and coffee are getting delivered in five minutes if you wanna pop downstairs and help yourself. Afterwards, do me a favor and rebook the consultation with Lexcorp for sometime next month? The further out the better."

Bruce's secretary nodded, fingers flying across the keys to accommodate his request. She tucked a lock of strawberry blonde hair behind her ear and shot him a polite smile.

"Of course, mister Wayne — oh, goodness gracious."

Bruce's placid expression quickly became embarrassed. He tried to walk past her but she was already on her feet and rounding the desk, heels clicking over the linoleum floor to stand in front of him and the bundle on his arm.

"Who is this!" She cried, immediately fawning over you. You stared blankly at her as you suckled on your binky, wrapped up in a tiny Nightwing onesie (Dick got to the clothes first this morning) and hugging your father's arm. "Oh, my, you're the most adorable baby I've ever seen! I'm Clarice! I'm your father's personal secretary, and apparently the last person to find out anything, including when he adopted yet another child!"

"This wasn't a...planned acquisition," Bruce muttered, the tips of his ears pink. He let the blonde gently squish your fat cheeks and you preened under the attention, lifting one fuzzy-wrapped hand to brush against her wrist.

"A planned acquisition. Like you're another company he bought on a whim and not a precious angel," Clarice giggled. "What a doll... If you ever need a babysitter, Mister Wayne, please don't hesitate to call me!"

"I'll keep that in mind," he said, exasperated but smiling good-naturedly. "Have a great day, Clarice."

"You, too! Bye-bye, angel!" She waved, and squealed when you waved back.

Bruce disappeared into his office with you, bouncing you gently on one arm while the other shrugged off the duffel bag he carried with him. Zipping it open, he quickly tugged out a pop-up bassinet to place you in, then the pieces to an enclosed play pen he built and filled with some blankets, a couple toys, and an extra Red Robin binky (Tim got to the toys first this morning).

"Okay," he sighed, scooping you up and relocating you to the pen. "I've actually got to run my own company for a bit, and the others are busy, so you get to hang out with me today."

Bruce rested his arm on his desk, then his chin in his hand, and stared down at you. You were staring intently back at him, the binky bopping up and down as you suckled on it.

"You're a little young to learn the ropes, but I'll explain what I'm doing anyway. Every baby book I've looked at tells me you get something out of it even if you don't understand what I'm saying, so today it's time to do payroll. I'd make you sign an NDA, because you're about to see a lot of personal files, but you don't know how to hold a pencil, read, write, or speak yet, so I think we're fine."

Bruce had two monitors on his desk. He duplicated his screen and spun the other one around so you could watch what he was doing in real time.

"I don't like to delegate this task to other people because the last six times I did, they were eventually found embezzling money. Unfortunately, that tends to happen when you live in Gotham. Right now I've opened the pay software — it's this icon here, where the mouse is circling — and I'm going to ask it to open the time sheets for the last two weeks..."

---

A NEW FAMILY MEMBER? BRUCE WAYNE SPOTTED IN WAYNE TOWER WITH INFANT, SPECULATION GROWING

CEO of Wayne Enterprises Bruce Wayne seen with a baby after exiting his office this afternoon!

[An image of you in your Nightwing onesie, tucked securely in a smiling Bruce's arms as he walks out of an elevator, is printed on the front page of the Gotham Gazette.]

Sources say Wayne filed another adoption form with the courts a week ago and is being met with mixed reviews. Large portions of the public are joking that Wayne has an "adoption problem" while others speculate he is too inexperienced to foster an infant.

"Wasn't his youngest kid, like, 9 when he adopted him?" Asks one Carmine Falconi, recently released from Blackgate on good behavior. "None o' my business, of course, but I don't think he knows how to raise a tiny tot like that. My guys ain't touchin' a hair on that one's head, though. Kidnapping the odd teen or two, sure, go nuts, but even us crooks got codes, and that one's off-limits in my book."

Wayne declined to comment when the Gotham Gazette reached out and remaining family have further refused interviews about the subject.

(Alfred got to the phone first.)

---

The newspaper clipping was already framed and proudly sitting on the dining room table when Bruce woke up the next morning and shuffled downstairs for breakfast with you in his arms. He spared it a tired glance, put you in your high chair, and relented to Damian's insistent shoving so the boy could sit next to and feed you (he got to the pantry first).

"The next time you plan on actually doing your day job," the boy hissed, "bring one of us with you. There was an abysmal amount of security protocols you ignored when leaving work to allow paparazzi the chance to grab photos. I won't let your frivolous behavior cause them harm."

"Are you volunteering?" Bruce asked, gratefully accepting the mug of coffee Alfred handed over. He quietly greeted Dick and Jason as they filed into the room and had a quick rock-paper-scissors match to see who got to sit on your other side. Jason won. "Any networking events I have to attend, you almost always find a way to weasel out of."

"If it will keep our new charge safe," Damian huffed, "I can handle a few stupid luncheons."

"That's not a pass to skip school. If it's between a social or a class, you're going to class."

Damian looked simultaneously pissed and relieved. His fist clenched tightly around the small, silicone spoon, before he forced himself to relax and continue feeding you. You opened your mouth obediently for another offering of mushed-up bananas, apples, and cinnamon baby food from a high quality brand, giving a happy hum.

"Then the duty falls to one of you fools," he snapped at Jason and Dick, "which is akin to trusting a mosquito not to drink from you at the first possible opportunity. You'll pick up the slack when I'm otherwise indisposed."

"No can do, baby bat," Dick said, pouring himself a bowl of cereal and scrolling through his phone. He quickly snapped a picture of you with your mouth open to accept another spoonful of food. "I have a day job, too. I don't even live here. I'm just on an extended vacation until the end of next week, then it's back to Blüdhaven."

Damian focused his glare on Jason next, who smirked back and shook his head.

"Legally dead. So, 'less you want Brucie Wayne and an innocent baby seen all around town with Red Hood, the crime lord, it's a no from me."

Damian weighed the pros and cons. Bruce shot him a look and shook his head, dismissing the idea entirely.

The boy grit his teeth. He scraped the last of the baby food from its jar and fed it to you, then delicately wiped the remnants from your mouth. You gummed at his finger and made grabby hands, indicating your desire to get out of the high chair. Jason scooped you up first with a swift call of "dibs!", carrying you away to get bathed and dressed for the day.

"Then...then you have to go into work with Timothy!" Damian demanded, facing Bruce again, who had finished his coffee by now and was eating a slice of buttered toast. The man raised a brow, looking only marginally more awake than he was at the start of the day.

"Tim hates being at the office with me," Bruce explained as Alfred came around to set a plate of pancakes, eggs, and freshly-squeezed orange juice in front of Damian. "Says the Brucie act is annoying to be around and it drives productivity down at least 8% every time. It's a lie, I've checked the numbers, but if he doesn't want to be at the Tower at the same time as me then I'm not going to push a non-issue."

"You?" said Damian, incredulous. "You aren't going to push a non-issue? You push everything. It may as well be your middle name."

He cut into his food with more force than necessary, cutlery scraping unpleasantly against the plate until he lifted his hands again. He shrugged off the hand Bruce tried to place on his shoulder, chewing angrily on a mouthful of pancake.

"I'm open to ideas, son," the man said, "but here are the facts: You have to go to school Monday through Friday. I won't let you homeschool because you need to socialize with people in your age group. Jason isn't interested in declaring himself alive right now. Dick doesn't live at the Manor full time and has separate responsibilities. Tim is juggling college, Wayne Enterprises, and patrols. Alfred is too ol— is aging gracefully, and might prefer to have more time to himself instead of watching the baby all alone for hours on end."

Alfred took Bruce's empty plate away with a very sharp look, then excused himself back to the kitchen.

Bruce turned in his chair to fully face Damian, who glared at his breakfast like it personally caused this mess, and not one hyper-empathetic man and his bleeding heart for orphans.

"Now, can you tell me how best to solve this problem without the occasional "take your kid to work day," or enrolling the baby in a daycare program?"

Yes, he could. But unfortunately for Damian, he had inherited a bleeding heart of his own, which constricted at the thought of giving his little sibling back up for adoption. Instead, he swallowed his next mouthful of food and sighed.

"More research is needed," he mumbled, which was the closest he could ever get to admitting he didn't know something. "However, my complaints still stand. Let the paparazzi get a bad photo if it means keeping the babe safe. Their well-being is your top priority, so act like it."

"Heard," Bruce said, sounding far too fond for Damian's liking. "Finish your breakfast and then get ready for school."

The boy grumbled but complied, and soon stood next to the door waiting for Alfred to pull a car up to the driveway. He watched Bruce carry you in his arms after he slung the duffel bag with your essentials over his shoulder, tugging the small hood of your red oneside up (Jason dressed you first today) over your head to ensure you didn't get cold.

"Have a good day, Damian," Bruce told him.

"Sure, whatever." Damian took you from his father and adjusted your hood himself. You grabbed his finger in your small fist with all the strength you could muster and tried to put it in your mouth. He gently pried it free, and Bruce popped a Batman binky in there instead. "You will be safe today. When I'm finished conforming to what American society deems a proper education, I will retrieve you myself."

Your binky bopped up and down as you suckled on it, staring silently at Damian. It was practically a yes to him, so he took it.

Glancing briefly at his father, he hesitated a moment, then kissed your forehead and quickly passed you back to Bruce before heading outside to let Alfred drive him to school.

Bruce watched him go with an unreadable expression. He quickly turned and faced Dick once Damian was out of earshot.

"Did you —"

"I'm texting you the picture right now," Dick said, thumbs flying across the keyboard. "What should the caption be for my Twitter post? #BestBrotherEver or #SecretSofty?"

"Either way, he's going to kick your ass."

[systemic-chaos]

i beg of you, please give us your nsfw franco headcanons 🥺

I'm bored at work and finally got my meds refilled, so here you go!! Everything is gonna go under the cut again because I don't want to subject anyone to horny Franco Barbi nonsense unknowingly

- First off, Franco is bisexual to me. I think he wants a daddy just as bad as he wants a mommy, since he barely had either one.

- He's also got so much internalized homophobia going on. Man feels horribly emasculated by liking men, which either results in being overly aggressive to other men to try to reclaim his feelings of masculinity (cough cough my easterman headcanons) or finding the act of being emasculated more erotic when it's from a guy. Take your pick depending on the guy!

- Canonically, he's got erectile dysfunction about anything that isn't humiliating. I also extend this to getting involuntary boners whenever he is humiliated, even if it's from someone he doesn't like. It's a sort of trauma response for him, since I don't think the whole stepmom situation was even remotely able to be consensual. I mean, he was like a teenager when that happened if I remember correctly, and teenagers can't consent to adults especially if they are in a position of power over them. All this to say, man's erections have a mind of their own separate from what Franco wants.

- Franco is HEAVILY into ageplay. The baby schitck is DEFINITELY sexual to him. At the same time, I think he finds it both comforting and arousing. It feels a deep gash in his psyche left by continual trauma to go back to a simpler time where he can be comfortable and warm. His favorite sex is when people indulge his fetishes about ageplay.

- Franco is NOT good at penatrative sex. He's a little too selfish in that regard, and I think he doesn't really know how to properly use his dick in that kind of way. He'll just frantically hump you a few times, then he's off like a rocket. Short refractory period if you make fun of him for it, though!

-On the other hand, he's GREAT at oral. Hello, oral fixation! He can happily suck dick or eat you out for hours without a break. It's like a bottle to him. He'll whine about not getting a turn, but he won't really mean it.

-He likes to be denied, up to a point. The humiliation of begging someone else for an orgasm is really nice, that is until it starts to hurt. He can and will throw tantrums about blue balls.

-Sex without humiliation is rare for Franco (since he puts too much stock in needing to get hard) but if you were to avoid humiliating him, he'd be both surprised and grateful. Degradation is sexy, but he values feeling like someone's special little guy who can do a good job pleasing them.

-He'd also be a diehard romantic to anyone who slept with him more than once voluntarily. I'm taking rose petals on the bed, candles everywhere, slow sensual music. Man wants very badly to be seductive and loving.

-If you humiliated him too intensely during sex, he might have a panic attack. He's prone to flashbacks about his father's beatings, and very rarely about his stepmother (since he mostly convinces himself that it was consensual with her). You could probably get him off even if he was panicking, but watch out; He'd definitely try to kill you after.

-He's a champion of aftercare and pillow talk. He's a cuddly little monster and he can be surprisingly considerate to others. He'd praise you to the moon and back, letting you know exactly how great you were to him. He'd also try to get you to take a bath with him. Baby loves baths.

Also random headcanon, but I think the man wears a onesie after sex and just zonk out with his binkie in his mouth. Just lights out for the lil guy.

Hope you enjoyed!! I might do more headcanons, both NSFW and otherwise, sometime!!! Mostly I'm thinking about Mother Gooseberry...

[lululandd]

being john ‘soap’ mactavish’s significant other would include:

had a little power outage today and legit had nothing to do so i wrote these

♡ babysitting his nieces and nephews.

this man has hella extended family and he loves them so so so so so much so he visits them fairly often and ofc they all flock to him when he does. you two would take them out on walks and does playtimes and cute little sleepovers. (mans has onesies and jammies that matches with them its so heartwarming)

♡ funny post-it notes around the place.

you would be looking for something in a cupboard and he’d leave a note saying ‘i put it on the top shelf’ and when you rummage around the top shelf there’d be a note saying ‘made ya look lol (im just kidding its right here)’. there would also be sweet notes hidden in jacket pockets🥺💖 like the true romantic prankster he is.

♡ night screaming.

he seems nonchalant and doesnt need to decompress after work like his teammates does, but he does suffer night terrors and he screams in his sleep. his teammates names, or just a loud ‘NO’ and a myriad other things. sleeping medicine makes this a lot worse because you cant wake him up from whatever nightmare he is having quick enough and he screams for much longer so he doesnt take sleeping meds or anything that could induce drowsiness. it's terrible when he has a cold because on one hand he needs the sleep and the medicine but on the other it would make the nightmares last longer.

♡ ice.

soap loves sucking and chewing on ice. is it is it in the middle of winter? he does not care he still will be doing it. sometimes he kisses you after and holds you in place as you laugh and try to squirm away.

♡ inadvertently picking up his accent.

especially if you're not scottish but lives in scotland. you’re not mocking him you swear!

♡ big fat quiz of the year.

he loves watching these and play along. he misses so much civilian things and would love to know what events he missed during the year. he found out gaz also watches these and they legit spent 15 minutes giggling about the mitchell brook primary school children, repeating their little “oh nooo!”

♡ helping him shave his mohawk.

mans love it when you touch his head gently and begs you to cut his hair every couple weeks as the sides grow out. he pretends as if he ‘cant get the back part right’ on his own.

♡ endless spongebob quotes.

it started because you accidentally said escalators three times in a row and he automatically replies with “EELS” in a deep voice, and you two just lost it. nowadays one of you could point at meatballs in the supermarket, and both would chant “meatballs meatballs spaghetti underneath!” and later if you two happen to pass by the pasta section, “ravioli ravioli great barrier reef!”

[yourtouchismidas]

could you write matth and rg taking the girls trick or treating for the first time please?? 🥺

so i think you take gigi trick or treating every year when she is very little, too little to remember, dressing her up as an avocado when she is a five month old and has only just learned how to hold her own hear up, and then as a spider when she is one, with big stuffed legs that she chewed on while held her in your arms and matty rand doorbells for her and smiled proudly as everyone cooed, then took all the candy round to georges to eat when they got high. when she is three she chooses her own costume, a witch, and asks for the sweets herself. matty still eats most of it, "to save her little teeth" and you share a few chocolate bars with her.

gigi's fourth halloween, you are with matty on tour in america, lounging in the hotel room the morning before his halloween show. you've talked about the fact that it's halloween, obviously, over gigi's head, and the boys have picked out their costumes for the show. gigi hasnt really said anything about it all day, you're not sure she even remembers halloweens past, or if its all just a hazy dribbly chocolate blur. but while you and matty are cuddling in bed watching telly, gigi hitches herself up to look out the hotel window.

"its scary day!" she says.

"yeah, gi," you say, "it's halloween."

she runs back over from the window and jumps on you both "we need to get my costume!"

you peer out the window yourself and see a bunch of school children waiting at their bus stop, all dressed in cute little costumes.

"we can get you a costume" matty says.

"will we have time?" you fret, worried about getting to the venue and sound check and everything.

"yeah, definitely."

"then we can knock on people's doors?" gigi says, "thats what you do on halloween"

you and matty look at each other. there will not be time for trick or treating, you know that. you break this news to gigi, and she starts sobbing into matty's chest, and he strokes her hair but he can't change anything, you simply dont have time. he feels like the worst person in the world.

gigi is still crying when you meet the rest of the band for breakfast, and she holds her hands up to george and he lifts her up and asks whats wrong. she just buries her head in his shoulder.

"we dont have time to go trick or treating," you explain.

"oh dear, gus," george says, as she sobs into his shoulder, "it's a hard life isnt it love?"

you take gigi to walmart while they sort venue stuff out, and she picks a skeleton onesie and you take her back to the hotel room and draw more bones on her face with eyeliner. she giggles with delight.

matty texts, can you bring gi back stage before the show? everythings done, wanna hang.

so you set off. when you get back stage, it's oddly quiet, like no one is there. you cant hear voices. the stage set looms like an empty house, the arena echoey. you take gigi and go and try and find matty's dressing room by yourself, with no one to ask. you find it, in a corridor of dressing rooms, the first one with matty's name taped on the front. you knock.

matty opens the door in his costume. he's dressed as a magician, with a black suit with coat and tails, a top hat, and a wand.

"oh hello there, can i help you?" he asks, looking surprised. you and gigi side eye each other.

"matty," she says, "it's me. your daughter."

"i'm just a person in my house on halloween. ready to give treats to the children who knock" he says, "or tricks," he says, poking gigi with his wand and making her squeal. he disappears behind the door and hands her a plastic basket shaped like a pumpkin, and then tips out a bag of sharing candy into it.

"yay!" gigi says, and you smile knowingly at matty, kissing him on the cheek and wrapping your arms around him.

"no time for this affection young lady," he says, unwrapping your arms from him, but kissing you quickly on the side of the head, "plenty more houses to visit." he gestures down the corridor at the unopened dressing room doors. you grin. matty waves his wand dramatically at the both of you, then closes his door slowly behind him, saying "have a good night," in the most creepy voice he can muster.

you go from door to door, and behind each is another member of the band, or their partner, or a manager, or a security guard. george is dressed as frankensteins monster and chases gigi down the halls with his arms out in the front of him. Ross is wearing red lycra as the devil, a tail pinned to his bum, his long hair all out and down his back, two red horns sticking up out of his head. he's bought way too much candy for gigi and she throws herself at him in gratitude, screaming "i love the devil!" and making you both split with laughter. adam jumps out dressed as a ghost and gigi screams and then pretends not to be frightened at all, and ends up chasing adam round the halls with ross' red plastic pitchfork.

you have gigi say thank to the boys, for making her her own trick or treating street backstage, and she kisses her daddy with her black lipstick before he goes on stage, and he leaves the print there the whole show, while you watch in the audience and your little skeleton falls asleep in your arms, happy as ever on halloween.

[starsurfacemortalkombat]

Super fun idea (imo) - soft play! 🎠🪁Could you do MK1 Johnny Cage with a baby regressor (and toddler if that's fine) at one? Ty!

Hi!! Yes, I'm so sorry for how late this is!!! :(

This is a Johnny Cage w/ Babyspace Regressor pt 2, but the first for Toddlerspace Regressor!!

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CG Johnny Cage MK1 w/ Baby(pt 2)-Toddlerspace Regressor Hcs

⭐ He loves any and all regressors, but toddlers are his best fit!!! He’s really good with baby regressors too!!

⭐ We’ll focus on toddler regressor for a second:

⭐ Energetic toddlers that like to run around his house? My, my your energetic!! Thank goodness your Dada can keep up because he’s just that awesome! 😎

⭐ A crafty toddler? Amazing!! He loves crafty regressors, toddler or baby!!

⭐ Your making a mac and cheese picture? Wait a minute, is that his mac and cheese? Did you ask to use that? . . . Maybe he can let it go this one, his baby’s work looks so gorgeous!!

⭐ A sneaky toddler or baby? Now, now Mister/Missy, just don’t do anything too bad now!!

⭐ He finds it really funny when you try to sneakily grab an extra piece of candy, but your giggling a bit too loudly and he can obviously tell what your doing . . . But he won’t stop you . . Atleast this time

⭐ He’ll let you wear his sunglasses!! You can look just as awesome as your Dada!! 💪

⭐ Karaoke? Or regressors that like singing? Disney song night!!! He’ll even help you with the big kid words!

⭐ Now, some baby regressor focus!!

⭐ For crafty littler regressors, he’ll help guide your hand, or will happily accept a pretty scribbled picture!! He’ll even frame it after it’s happy time on the fridge!! :D

⭐ He’ll get you separate sunglasses, but the exact same as his

⭐ Not that he doesn’t trust you!! . . . But some babies chew . . And he likes his sunglasses, darling

⭐ Any kind of padding you need, he will never, ever, be mean to you about!!

⭐ In fact, I once said in my CG Johnny Cage w/ Padding Regressor Hcs that if you ever felt embarrassed about padding, he’d wear one with you just to show you that they’re not bad

⭐ ^ I stand by this Hc, he’s got the (loving) ego for it

⭐ Plus he’s your Dada!! He can’t have his baby feeling icky or embarrassed about something they shouldn’t be!! And he’ll do whatever he can to make sure your okay!!

⭐ Ugh, bottle-feeding 🥺

⭐ He loves bottle-feeding you, you on his lap, or your head on his lap, near naptime or just while watching a movie, his baby in his arms <3

⭐ Some general Baby/Toddler Hcs now:

⭐ He finds it really funny if you try to copy him

⭐ You flex in the mirror after he flexes? Now you two are giggling and flexing your muscles!! 💪

⭐ The only thing he doesn’t like is his own potty mouth, it’s not a bad habit, but sometimes some no-no words slip . . . Let’s not repeat Dada’s big kid no-no words, alright, Sweetheart?

⭐ He’ll buy you custom items!!

⭐ A plushie from a show you really like? He can get one exactly like it, he likes seeing you happy!

⭐ Custom-designed pacis or sippies/bottles too!! Whatever design or aesthetic - Whatever you want really! How can he say no to his baby’s happiness? He has the money 🥺

⭐ One of you two’s a cuddle bug, and it’s not always you

⭐ Johnny’s a MASSIVE cuddlebug, especially when you're small!! (although all the time really)

⭐ Sometimes Johnny fears that the Pappirazzi will find out about your regression, and he’s already made an entire plan in his head (especially one where they look bad)

⭐ ^ It would never come to this, he makes sure of it

⭐ Which is why he’ll take you out sometimes when your small!! Maybe a bit more for older kiddos or age dreamers, but a trip to McDonalds won’t hurt anyone

⭐ Restablishing, but his favorite activity with all regressors is

⭐ Have you seen his wardrobe? He’s got fashion (and costumes!!)

⭐ With baby regressors he’ll get soft onesies, or character onesies, and help you have a fashion show by carrying you on your make shift run way

⭐ Toddler regressors he’ll get some cute outfits, or costumes like his Indiana Jones one, and cheer as you put on a show for him and his stuffies (they all loved your rpeformance by the way!!)

⭐ Baby or toddler, he’ll try to always carry

⭐ Your his baby, he’s Johnny Cage, why would you need to walk or crawl when your Dada’s a big, strong, action movie star? 🥺

⭐ One of his little nicknames for you would be Superstar!! <3

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Sorry for the long no posting guys, I had a hard time writing for some reason these past few days. But don't worry!! I'll post more soon!! Finals schedule is coming up so I should be able to write some things during that time, hopefully. <3

[kiankiwi]

🐌🤎☆🪵🤍✩°｡⋆⸜✮ CG!Aaron hotch x babyspace!reader 🐌🤎☆🪵🤍✩°｡⋆⸜✮

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Hotch giving bum pats, rocking, working, sleeping (etc) :

- bum pats?

- rocking reader, when they’re fussy, cranky, sleepy and/or, just enjoying it

- how does hotch work when reader is with him AND without him?

- (personally, I love bum pats and rocking! Also diaper pats too!! 🥺)

- ^^^ (connection to this, if you can add these)

- how does hotch get babyspace!reader to sleep?

I love cg!hotch okay so!!!

I feel like Hotch would attempt to give bum pats but sometimes if we're not sleepy enough, we'll want to grab his hand and like play with it or just stare curiously at it bc it's so much bigger than our tiny hands

He does give us bum pats to help us sleep but sometimes we just wanna grab his hands and play or even suck on them lol

He prefers to pace around the office or at home when we're cranky/fussy and really only goes to the rocker once it's clear we're starting to fall asleep.

We enjoy looking over his shoulder and looking at all the things we pass and all the colors and movement over his shoulder lol

Working: when we're with him, we usually hide under his table or in his office (or even in the briefing room if it's unused, we like playing in there) and color and nap bc we know he needs to concentrate and we're content just being near him in silence but if we can't be with him or he's traveling and we can't go, he prefers to have one of the BAU team stay behind to make sure we're in safe hands.

All of the team members love us and they choose to go through rotation to choose who will watch us while Hotch is on a trip. When he's on a trip, he always facetimes us and the team member who stayed behind to care for us.

He never wants us to try and force ourselves out of our headspace just to be able to stay on our own or to try and go with him on a case so one of the BAU team always stays with us. We prefer Spencer or JJ but we love them all.

You guys always do a nighttime routine (even the person that's watchign us does it with us too if Hotch is on a case) It's dinner, bath, bottle bed. And the person that stays with us (whether it be spencer, JJ or anyone else), knows that we'll get mad if they deviate from our regular routines.

So when Hotch is there to help us do a nighttime routine, he loooooves to watch a show with us while we drink our bottle after dinner and then if need be we'll do a bath but after dinner, bath, bottle and our show, he brings us upstairs and changes us into a onesie or some sort of pajamas, and plays with us (usually chases us around if we're mobile at all.) and if we can't walk or crawl, he kinda just walks around the upstairs talking to us about his day and what we did together to get our energy out and then when it's evident that we're tired, he'll sit with us in the rocker and rock us and give us calming bum pats 🥺

After the rocking, he makes sure to put us in our crib in a sleep sack/swaddle and turns the baby monitor so he can go shut down the house and get into bed and still check on us and he can tell if we need him :)

I hope these made sense :) <3

[ancpikachu]

Since tictac is officially banned I thought I’d finally post my Peter B head canons (I’m so glad I didn’t delete them from my notes ;7;). Just for funsies

Peter B Parker Headcanons

Listens to muckbang and then gets hungry

Had a crush on Ariel from the Little Mermaid growing up (it was the red hair xD)

Loooooooooveed watching Bill Nye the Science Guy in class!

Whenever he gets the chance he’ll sneak up behind someone and say “BOO!” just for kicks and giggles xD MJ and Miguel are usually his targets

Definitely dips his fries in milkshakes

Snorlax is is favorite Pokemon (he told me this on character ai xD)

Was more of a Nintendo kid than Atari

Professional yapper about topics he’s really into ie science. No seriously he’d probably go on for hours

Got his first grey hair at 30. Being Spider-man’s a stressful job!

Procrastinates when there’s so many things he has to do at once.

Doesn’t have his drivers license since he lives in NYC

Probably read Archie/Garfield growing up

Listens to Dad Rock *cough cough Linkin Park cough cough* Weird Al’s one of his guilty pleasures tho

Would do that little dancey dance (when he had the Symbiote) to embarrass Miles and Gwen just because xD

Speaking of which if you tell him not to do something….hes going to do it. Just like a cat

Will tease you about everything and anything because this man is DEVIOUS

If you’re his s/o will find every opportunity he can to tickle you because DEVIOUS!!!!

Would watch SpongeBob or Ren and Stimpy with you

Probably did some fist pumping followed by some “Yeeeeaaahhh buddies” back in the early 2010’s just to make fun of it xD

Went to Hoboken just to eat pastries at Carlo’s Bakery. Have you seen their cakes???? 🤤

Coughs, sneezes, and snores like a dad xD it WILL scare you

Knows the best spots to watch the Thanksgiving Day Parade. It was one of his dates with MJ awwww 🥺

He maybe a foodie but he’s not that great at cooking. He’s burnt many Thanksgiving turkeys…Parker luck xD

His favorite animals are Seahorses :3

Not the best at giving advice but he’ll listen to your problems, and try to come up with something to make you feel better. Sometimes it helps other times it doesn’t

Will give you goodbye/goodnight kisses

Tried out being a comedian but no one laughed at his dad jokes :(

Draws devil horns and mustaches on any picture of JJJ any chance he can get xD

Is definitely a Pokemon professor in a different universe

Got stuck to people several times while trying to give them high fives

He smells like Peanut butter…..I totally didn’t make this up because of his initials xD

Will affectionately call you a goober when goofing off

Invader Zim is one of his favorite shows. His favorite character is Dib :P

Has a couple of back scratchers around the apartment because some itches are hard to reach

Has owned a Snuggie/onesie

Donald Ducks around the apartment when it gets hot

Is smart enough to take a computer/game console apart and put it back together, but once it’s taken apart he procrastinates and it’ll sit there for months until he gets back to it 👍

His tummy makes a great pillow. He doesn’t mind if that’s how you want to cuddle

Gets really happy whenever he sees someone wearing his merch (is even happier when he sees YOU 🫵 wearing it) but keeps that to himself

He aches ALL the time since being Spiderman took a toll on his body 🥺 (in particular his shoulders due to all that wall crawling)

Definitely eats cookie dough before baking cookies (and thinks it’s better than the end product xD)

Has attempted to do birthday parties when rent was due

Felt sick to his stomach when he found out about ElsaGate and wanted to sue xD

Got into the habit of talking to himself on his Spiderman escapades, and sometimes does it around other people then gets embarrassed

One of his pet peeves is when someone spits out their gum on the sidewalk

Isn’t afraid to tell the waiter if they got his order wrong :O

Aaaand that’s all I’ve got. Hehehe I love himmm

[dirtytransmasc]

I am now obsessed with the idea of mama bear Zdog and is all because of your amazing posts 😂 Do you have anything else you want to share about her?🥺

I have had this one idea in my head for like a week now.

I don't know if you've seen bluey, but there's an episode about bluey and bingo's (the main child characters) aunt coming to visit after years of not seeing them, and its not straight out said, but heavily implied that she can't have kids of her own, and it makes her so sad that she couldn't visit her sister or the kids because it hurt too much (this is the episode Onesies), this is sorta how I imagine the relationship between paz, zdog, and spider is reminiscent of that.

like I can imagine that entire episode just switching out the characters, and tweaking the timeline.

paz and zdog had been friends since they got sent to this hellhole, maybe even before that, but when paz got pregnant, it made something ache in zdog, and she put a lot of distance between them. she assured paz it wasn't her fault, but some wounds never heal, sometimes they ache, and it was better that they stay distant so zdog didn't do or say something stupid in her grief and anger.

but then spider is born and she's invited to see him. her stomach rolls at the prospect, but she just can't not go see the baby, its her best friends spawn, so she goes. she falls in love immediately.

she gets to hold this little, fresh out the oven, baby. part of her cracks, the pain in her chest blossoms as she comes to terms that she will never have this. but part of her is just content to have this chance.

after that she becomes the go to nanny, paz finding ways to need a nanny more often then she actually needs one, just so zdog gets time with the baby.

she's a natural mom, baby touch and all, she's even got a good mom instinct. she can get him to stop crying the second she picks him up, can get him to smile and laugh. she knows how to tell the difference between his cries, what the different ones mean and how to rectify the situation. paz swears she's a better mom then her.

that's what hurts the most. she's good at this, she's really good at this. more often then not, when she has to hand him back over, they deep within a game or he's asleep on her chest. she hates having to give him back, she knows she has to, she doesn't see him as hers but a little voice in the back of her head screams every time she has to let go of him.

he is her salvation and her destruction.

[midwestmade29]

Unexpected 🩵 (Part 2)

I’m having a lot of fun with this one! Part 2 is fluff and covers the moment you tell Eddie your big news! 🥰

Word count: 1,101 Divider by: @saradika-graphics

Due to the mature themes throughout, minors do not interact. if you’re under the age of 18, please KEEP SCROLLING.

Part 2 disclaimers: Cursing, sickness, mention of pregnancy tests, pregnancy. An obstetrician is a doctor who cares for people who are pregnant and delivers babies. Read at your own discretion.

Be sure to read [Part 1] first 🙂

The GIF I used hit me right in the feels 🥺

Is Eddie’s reaction to your pregnancy announcement everything you hoped it would be?

Today was the day that you were going to tell Eddie the big news. He’s going to be a daddy! You had kept the “little secret” quiet for over a week while you waited on 2 special packages to arrive. You had to play it cool when he grew concerned about you still not feeling well. “Maybe you should go to the doctor? See what’s up and get some answers. I hate seeing my girl feel so shitty. Come on, it’ll make both of us feel better if you give them a call.” He pleaded. “If I don’t feel better by tomorrow, I promise I’ll schedule an appointment. Deal?” When Eddie was satisfied with your answer, you changed the subject. “So, when did you say you’ll be home later?” “I don’t know for sure. Depends on what the boys are trying to get into today. You need me for something? I can bring you food if you want. There’s gotta be something in this city you can keep down.” He noticed your mind was in a different place when you didn’t answer him right away. “You good? You seem off. I can call the boys and reschedule if you need me here. They know my girl comes first!” “No, no! I’m fine, really. You go and enjoy your time with them, and I’ll see you when you get back.” It took a little more convincing, but eventually Eddie followed through with his afternoon plans. Once you were sure he was gone, you checked outside for any packages and sure enough, the ones you had been waiting on had been delivered! You shrieked with excitement when you pulled the custom onesie out of its box, marveling at how tiny and cute it was! You immediately grabbed the 2nd box and pulled out what had to be the world’s smallest New York Yankees hat that you knew Eddie would go crazy for. You held both little items against your chest as you fought back tears, complete joy overtaking you. Thoughts of Eddie and his tall frame holding a tiny baby- your tiny baby you created together tugged at your heartstrings, images of a blue-eyed toddler bouncing on his shoulders as he walked with them through an arena, and Eddie and your child staying up late watching old wrestling matches together while they talk about them and watch in awe. You could get lost in these thoughts forever! In a few short months, your thoughts would become your reality.

Time seemed to go by fast as you found ways to keep yourself busy. Eddie’s surprises were nestled inside the gift box you neatly wrapped along with a positive pregnancy test you took earlier just for the occasion. Now you were lounging on the couch, googling everything baby related in between dozing off and fighting off waves of nausea. At the top of your list of things you needed to find was a good obstetrician! Any friends you had with kids lived states away, so they wouldn’t be able to help. After opening one too many tabs on you phone, you heard keys jingle in the front door making your heart leap into your throat. You were nervous about telling Eddie, even though you knew you really didn’t have anything to worry about. He was going to be the best daddy and the rest of the details would work themselves out. Eddie greeted you with a big hug and kiss and asked you how you were feeling. “A little better after laying down for a while. What’d you bring home? It actually smells good!” your head nodded towards the bag of food that sat on the kitchen counter. “I was near your favorite Chinese food place and thought I’d pick some up on the off chance you’d be up for it. If it smells good to you, that’s gotta be a good sign, right?” You smiled at his sweetness, and he returned the sentiment. Eddie unloaded the bag while you got napkins, drinks, and your present for him. “What’s this love? Did I forget a holiday or some shit?” he asked puzzled, causing you to laugh at his expression. “No, you didn’t forget anything silly. I got you a little something just because. Go ahead and open it!” your heart hammered against your chest when he tore into the wrapping paper. “You know you didn’t need to get me anything. I’m just happy that-“Eddie stopped in the middle of his sentence when he pulled the lid off the box and examined the contents inside. For once in his life, Eddie was speechless! You started to squirm in your seat as he sat across from you unmoving, just staring into the box with his mouth open. “Aren’t you going to take the stuff out and see what it is?” Still in his trance, he pulled the tiny Yankees hat out first and sat it on the table. Next was the pregnancy test that caused his eyes to widen when he saw the two pink lines. He sat it down next to the hat, still not saying a word or making a sound.

When he got to the onesie, he pulled it out and held it in the air as he read what it said. His eyes immediately welled with tears when they scanned over the words “Baby Kingston is All Elite.” You interrupted the silence as you explained a small detail on the onesie, “I had them add the little crown hanging on the K in Kingston since their daddy is the Mad King. I would’ve told you sooner, but I wanted to make it special. The hat and the onesie were delivered today.” “So, this is the reason why you haven’t been feeling well lately? You…you’re…pregnant?” he mumbled. You were hesitant to respond since you couldn’t gage what he was feeling, but you nodded your head yes and spoke the words that nearly brought Eddie to his knees, “You’re going to be a daddy!” He stood abruptly, pulling you in his arms and spinning you around in the air. Laughter and cheers filled the kitchen, happy tears staining yours and Eddie’s cheeks! “So, you’re not upset? I know we didn’t plan on having a kid right now, and it changes a lot of things-“Eddie stopped you before you could ramble on, “Upset? Hell no baby! I’m far from it! Yeah, sure we weren’t expecting for this to happen right now, but we’ll figure it out together. There’s a little piece of me and a little piece of you in there now, and that’s just amazing.”

[you-can-reclaim-your-crown]

Our beloveds.

Satoru would want a family cinnamoroll picture. He goes up to him, hands behind his back, batting his eyes while looking up to him.

Uraume kid of resigned to their fate already but Sukuna...The thing is...he can say no to Satoru. Really.

But Satoru doesn't listen and plays dirty. He's wearing this fucking oversized, fluffy as hell Cinnamoroll sweater, the same one he wore during his pregnancy, as he was stroking his belly and smiling so softly, so radiant, telling their baby all kinds of stories. Of monsters and gods and kings and queens and birds in the sky and fish in the ocean and galaxies that die and get reborn.

And how happy he is now, being married to Sukuna, someone who can finally understand him, who wants him, and how much he loves them both. He would try to blink his tears away, until Sukuna steps closer and gets on his knees, wondering how he got so blessed. And their baby would kick because they demand attention, little spoiled brat. Satoru would cradle his face and kiss him, once, twice and then pull him even closer, all four arms wrapped around him, and Sukuna's face against his belly, telling Satoru how strong their baby's gonna be, judging by their kicks, how beautiful, just like Satoru.

And when he says pressed out a weak "no"Satoru would pout looking him straight in the eyes and say he's sorry for what he has to do now but it's Sukuna's own fault. So he shows his triumph card.

Their baby, big eyes and smile, wearing another cinnamoroll onesie Satoru bought for him.

"sorry my love, dada doesn't want to take a picture with us"

And the smile is gone in a second and Sukuna starts sweating.

"dada no?" 🥺 And their lips star quivering and little hiccups escape their little mouth. Satoru nuzzles their cheeks against each other and looks just as sad.

Fuck

Yeah, he lost. Defeated by a one year old.

"..fine! But you'll swear you'll never show them to anyone outside this room!"

He'll never tell anyone how he feels when their faces light up again, so blindingly and their happy giggling burns into his memory.

There are worse ways to loose, he suppose.

(he also got a mixed Fotoshooting later on. Sukuna as hello kitty, satoru as cinnamoroll, baby as keroppi amd uraume got pochacco or kuromi)

Ahh i got carried away 😅😅

Yeah i fell like they would make sure they stand above the husband. They wouldn't be as... strict (?) with a wife I think. Yeah but eventually they are fine with whoever they choose, because they raised them well. This kid is so surrounded by love, they're gonna measure everything to this amount of love. Good luck everybody.

Uraume tries to be sneaky, but they get caught pretty fast. There are only so much " my lord, i think it is important to spend some time with your spouse alone. I would not mind taking care of the child during the time, so you both can put your mind at ease" you can get away with.

ASDFKFGJLWOXNEJ 😭💕💕💕💕

"Me and the bad bitch i somehow pulled are inviting you..."

I always wanted to wear a wedding dress tbh 😭 it's till death do us part my love, people who ship together, stay together!

i want to know about ur sukugo kid!!!!!!!!! :D

That’s not fair. If anyone else would have asked me, i would have replied „sorry, don’t want to spill anything“ but it’s you and I can't say no to you! 😭😭😭

Ok, so. I still won’t be revealing their name or gender because i really want to include it in my story first, but here i few things:

They weren’t much of a sweets person at the beginning, very much to Satoru‘s distress („my baby’s broken! What child doesn’t like sweets?!“) Sukuna jokingly said to him, it’s probably because of all the sweets he ate during his pregnancy, the kid just had enough for a lifetime. They still developed a sweet tooth later on, they1 were just a late bloomer. They could eat Dorayaki and Taiyaki everyday.

Sometimes they speak in old Japanese like Sukuna, it used to throw Satoru off a bit, but it was so adorable….a toddler acting all serious like their father, crossing their little arms. They learn so speak meme fluently, sukuna doesn't understand a word.

And they love to be barefoot, even outside.

They are totally the type to do the „ask one parent and if they say no, asks the other one“ and the conversation

„then why did you ask me?“

„Because he’s not the boss of you“ definitely happened more than once. They also tried this one on Uraume, but turned out, Sukuna is the boss of them. (Still worth a try. Or several)

Despite their temper and mean words, they’re a good kid.

Maki and co. (Except yuuji and Yuuta) Always say they don’t know how this kid turned out so good with these parents.

Sukuna always scoffes, for him, it’s easy and they’re just blind (and stupid. And boring, he should kill them for insulting his beloved)

He thinks their smile shines brighter than the sun , but his Satoru thinks it’s kind and soft, just as moonlight.

[kodaiki]

꒰ HOW YOUR RELATIONSHIP GETS FOUND OUT ꒱

↳ note ⨾ repost! ↳ genre ⨾ fluff ↳ feat. iwaizumi, bokuto & kuroo

ʚ IWAIZUMI ɞ

it wasn’t planned...your relationship with iwaizumi was to stay under wraps at least until the season was over so no distractions would occur within the team. please, the last thing they’d need is to find out their precious manager was dating their own ace.

all sorts of chaos would ensue!

but it seems as thought the universe likes meddling with your plans...

of course, it was oikawa who found out about it.

on one of the rare days you’d been cleaning up the gym alone with iwaizumi – you were certain the rest of the boys had started walking home – while iwaizumi takes down the nets and sweeps the floor, you return the volleyballs to the cart in the corner of the gym. just as you finish plopping the last ball into the cart, you feel a pair of arms snake around your waist.

you let out a squeal when iwaizumi effortlessly swings you in a circle before settling you down. you spin on your heel to swat his shoulder. “haji, you scared me-!”

“how’d i do today?” he asks, lips tugging up on one side, amused by your flared expression. 

scrunching your nose up, it still baffles you how easy going he could be around you without the others around. still, you find it endearing.

“amazing, as always,” you roll your eyes, stepping away from him only to be pulled back into his embrace with a jerk of his arm, making you laugh at his affection. he turns his cheek to face you, patiently awaiting a greeting kiss, something you can’t do around the others. leaning up, you press your lips to his cheek, smiling slightly.

really, you thought you were both alone. 

but, oh how wrong you were. the loud shriek of a gasp makes you spring away from iwaizumi’s cheek you were pecking and with a turn of your head, you came face to face with a bewildered oikawa. it becomes a stare off between the three of you, oikawa averting his eyes every second to you and iwaizumi until a satisfied smile graces his lips.

“about time!” he announces before scurrying out of the room, surely to share the news to the others. don’t worry, though, because iwaizumi is already running after him, shouting angry threats his way.🏃🏻‍���️💨

“hey makki! mattsun!! we were right!!”

 ʚ BOKUTO ɞ

it’s the cutest thing tbh... you're a student at nekoma hight and you met bokuto at one of the training camps! you were testing the ropes of being nekoma’s manager and you like to say that that trip was the sole reason you decide to seize the position. and it’s definitely not because of the cute ace on another team that practically begged to see you again sometime...

so! you get to talking and soon enough, feelings arise between the two of you and you decide to take your friendship to the next level.

the only people who don’t know about your relationship yet was nekoma! this is only because bokuto told the rest of his time before you could even register and give him a warning (he's an excited baby ok?) no worries though! his team could keep a secret. bokuto would love to randomly text kuroo about your relationship but to keep things calm between the teams (nekoma treats you like their baby), you’re adamant on keeping things quiet until you’re absolutely sure yamamoto they can handle it.

unfortunatly for you, the secret doesn’t last very long. on one of the nights you’re hanging out with bokuto at your place - it was movie and pamper night - you get an unexpected knock at your door. as you swing open the front door, lo and behold, kuroo and kenma are there.

kuroo gives you a big grin! “surprise!”

they explain that they wanted to hang out but at your quick denial, kuroo raised an eyebrow. you never turn down a game night. before he can ask about it, a familiar voice went, “who is it?”

bokuto, in a cow onesie (can y’all imagine that, i’m soft🥺), appears behind you and his eyes widen owlishly when he sees kuroo. kuroo purses his lips together and bokuto is sure he’s about to be yelled at. but then kuroo bends over in an explosion of laughter. “oh my god, what’re you wearing and what’s all over your face?”

bokuto turns defensive real quick, telling kuroo the importance of skin care, reciting exactly what you told him when he asked an hour earlier. the night goes on with you and kenma playing games while kuroo and bokuto argue over who's a better skin care tech🤡

 ʚ KUROO ɞ

you think you’d be good at hiding a relationship. especially the one you share with kuroo. you don’t speak to each other too often during school or practice. hell, you hardly even look his way when you’re in the same room as your friends. however, this only seems to increase suspicion on the two of you. it’s almost weird how often you avoided each other at all costs.

one day after a practice, the team corners the two of you, keen on receiving answers for your odd behavior. the questions you got a problem with y/n, kuroo?, what’s so bad about our captain, y/n? and you got some sort of rivalry we don’t know about? are thrown at you both.

the two of you deny everything, looking absolutely shocked and flustered that they noticed so quickly.

the team doesn’t buy it. they think aloud, recalling the times you never interacted nor acknowledged each other. and just when kuroo defends the both of you by saying your paths don’t cross much so you don’t have too many chances to talk, yamamoto cuts him off, “something’s off about you two, though. y’all got history or something? that’d explain it.”

the rest of the team nods, suspicious looks dropping to more serious expressions. again, you and kuroo deny it all, sputtering out no way’s and that’s ridiculous! 

“that’s not it,” kenma deadpans, without bothering to look up from his switch. “they’re far too flustered to have bad history. they’re probably dating.”

a collective gasp fills the gym. the rest of them immediately begin agreeing and nodding as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“me and tetsu are NOT dating!”

a silence falls as soon as the words leaving your lips. every pair of eyes turns to look at you and you furrow your brows as they all blink at you. their faces, they’re all so blank. it isn’t until you avert your eyes to kuroo who’s grinning at you, looking at you expectantly.😀

“tetsu,” huh? his face says clearly.

“oh... oops."

[stvharrngton]

Hi merry chistmas!!

Could you write steve x reader spending christmas for the first time with their baby?

💚💚💚

hi babe i did this as a baby blurb as i wanted to get it posted before new year and i don’t have time this week to write a full blown fic! i hope that’s okay 🥺

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

word count: 0.8k

warnings: dad!steve and mom!reader, lots of fluff

summary: yours and steve’s first christmas with your baby girl

taglist: @sweetiestevie @dukesmebby

The Christmas lights twinkled in your dimly lit living room, gifts spread under the tree as you placed the plate of cookies and a glass of milk next to the small table by the fireplace. Steve watched you with fond eyes, swaying side to side with your nine month old baby girl rocking in his arms.

“She won’t even remember this,” you stated simply, setting a carrot down for Rudolph next to the plate.

You both looked a picture. Matching Christmas pyjamas and your baby, Grace, in a matching onesie. Steve with his glasses perched on the bridge of his nose, both of your feet clad in fuzzy socks.

“Yeah, I know,” Steve shrugged, his voice cooing as your little girl stirred in his arms, “but it’s fun, right? And we’ll take loads of pictures so we can show her when she grows up.”

You smiled softly, your heart growing ten sizes as the colourful Christmas lights illuminated them both. You padded your way over to them, “Yeah, it is fun.”

Pressing your cheek against Steve’s firm arm, your hand rubbing up and down his clothed back affectionately, eyes glassy as they glanced at Steve before settling on the tiny baby in his arms.

“I wish she would stay this small forever.” You mumbled, your fingers reaching over to stroke Grace’s soft cheek gently.

Steve chuckled at your statement, nodding in agreement, “Me too, honey,” his lips pressing a soft kiss to her forehead, “but shall we get to bed? We’ve got a long day ahead of us.”

“Sure, wouldn’t wanna be awake when Santa comes, huh, Harrington?”

~

The next morning went like usual. Steve was awake and up before you. His hair messy from sleep as he brought your babbling baby into your bedroom.

“Say, ‘good morning Mommy!’ Gracie.” He said with a half whisper, voice quiet as you were still waking up.

“Hi, baby,” you cooed, “how’s my girl this morning?” You asked, as you held your arms out for her.

Her giggling filled the quiet of yours and Steve’s bedroom as you pressed soft kisses all over her face. Her lips rippling together as she blew raspberries in amusement.

Steve watched on with a bright beam on his face, taking his place next to you on the bed. His cheek pressed against your neck as his lips peppered kisses along your clothed shoulder. Steve brushed his nose along the nape of your neck, bringing you to turn your gaze to him.

“G’morning, baby.” He hushed, breathing in the scent of your still lingering perfume.

“Morning, handsome.” You replied, tone soft and groggy, still full of sleep.

A playful smile tugging at his lips, he found himself pressing soft kisses into the skin there. Steve brushed his lips in a wet trail along your jaw before finally settling on your lips. The kiss was soft and sweet, slow and lazy.

He pulled away from you for a beat, his nose running along the slope of your own, loving the intimate and sweet moments you still got together.

“Shall we go see if Santa’s been, hm, sweet girl?” you said playfully, bouncing Grace in your lap.

With it usually just being the two of you, you and Steve often spent Christmas with your parents or round the Byers with the rest of the gang. But this was your first Christmas as a trio. First Christmas as Mom and Dad.

So you opted to spend Christmas morning in your own home with your little girl and go all out with the traditions. Baking cookies for Santa, scattering flour footprints in your hallway and hanging up a stocking each on the fireplace.

Even though Grace wouldn’t remember it, you and Steve wanted to do it right. You wanted to make it special for her first Christmas. But it was also special for Steve and yourself.

Steve had dreamt of his very own family for so long, yearning to be a Dad, a perfect little mixture of you and him all rolled into one. You had soon come round to the idea not long after you got married, wanting nothing more than to start a family with the man you’d fallen head over heels in love with.

The look on little Gracie’s face when you started opening the gifts was a picture. Wrapping paper and bows and ribbons flying everywhere as you and Steve each helped her open the gifts bought by family and friends as well as yourselves. Your baby girl far more interested in the lights and decorations than any of the gifts, unless they made a noise.

It all began to sink in now. That this was real, it wasn’t a dream. The little family you and Steve had created for yourselves was real. You both shared a familiar look as Gracie sat between your legs on the floor, babbling to herself about something or other.

You felt yourself get a little teary as you looked at Steve. His eyes so bright yet so warm like honey, his features soft, a dopey love-sick smile plastered all over his face. He reached over to wipe a single tear away from your cheek, his forehead coming to rest against your own.

“I can’t wait to do this with you for the rest of our lives.” Steve whispered, his thumb stroking over your cheek.

“Me too, Steve.”

[absolutepokemontrash]

Imagine the chaos that would occur if MC was a baby and for some reason they couldn't send them back and get a different student for the exchange program.

Lucifer would have a headache every single day from the moment he laid eyes on MC. His brothers already act like babies and now he has a real one to deal with.

I'm sure Asmo would be having the time of his life dressing it up in cute onesies and posting pictures to Devilgram. He would absolutely not change any dirty diapers though.

Meanwhile Beel isn't allowed to be alone with the baby at first so he doesn't wind up eating it. After he gets past that, I think he would be like an awesome older brother to MC.

Poor Leviathan would probably avoid it like his life depended on it. He just has no idea how to handle the little thing. The first time he had to change a diaper he cried.

I don't think Satan would have much of a problem with it. The look on Lucifer's face when the baby first arrived was enough to win Satan over. He would never let it in his room though. There are too many valuable books in there.

Mammon would complain constantly at first because now he literally has to babysit. It would take him maybe two whole days before his motherly instincts kick in though and he begins loving the kid like it's his own. He sulked for weeks when the baby was finally sent back to the human world.

Oh and Belphie just stays in the attic. Sorry Belphie but there's no way the baby could get you outta there.

Belphie isn’t in the attic because he went to therapy in this timeline! He and baby!MC nap a whole lot together :D

MC is a Baby?!

Lucifer

He has a question for God… WHY?! First the exchange program happens, which was a headache and a half to set up, and now he’s holding the exchange student, who he’s pretty sure needs a change of diapers!

Lucifer makes the logical suggestion of sending the baby home, you know, TO WHERE THEY BELONG, only to find out that MC is an orphan… oh fuck…

When the baby first moves into the house, Lucifer is pawning off his duties so much that even Mammon is shaking his head in exasperation. No. Lucifer is NOT taking care of another baby. Not after Satan…

But Beel had other plans, when Lucifer was distracted, Beel just plopped the baby in his lap, and I guess the mother chemical kicked in because that’s Lucifer’s baby now. He loves this chubby little human… it’s claws are small and useless… so cute 🥺

No one dares to question why the Avatar of Pride has a baby on his lap during meetings, because what are the other nobles going to do? Screw with Lucifer? Only a suicidal demon would do that!

Lucifer is the type to try and reason with the baby with… expected results. “Stop your crying and explain to me what’s wrong.” “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!” “Tears will get you nowhere, explain your problem.” “Lucifer, MC can’t speak.”

All in all, this baby is his now.

Mammon

Everyone look! Did you see that?! It’s all Mammon’s street-cred… flying away…

What do ya mean he’s gotta watch this baby!? Nuh uh, babies are gross, they stink, and they’ve got really chubby cheeks-

Oh would you look at that, now Mammon’s cooing over the baby. Tsk, dumbass.

Listen, while Mammon loves sweet baby MC with all his heart and soul, he’s not the best babysitter… he’s a scammer at heart, and MC is his little partner in crime…

…for roughly two days before Asmo and Lucifer nearly murdered him over it.

Other than scummy scam behaviour, Mammon tries to teach MC how to play cards, since they’re a baby, MC just noms on the cards.

Since he’s such a wonderful big bro, he buys MC so many toys, anytime he walks past a toy store he’s like “Huh, I wonder if MC needs anythin’ else…”

Leviathan

*SHRIEKS OF TERROR*

NO! NO! Not in his fucking room! You know what babies do?! Spit up! Poop! Drool! Not on his merchandise, no sir! Levi will have no part in taking care of this random normie baby!

Weeeellll, there’s one problem with that, MC likes Levi’s giant fish tank, and when they wouldn’t stop crying, Belphie gave up and broke into Levi’s room and plopped MC in front of the tank.

Henry was probably delighted to have a little friend, Levi, not so much. MC was smearing yogurt all over the glass… that was going to take forever to clean…

“Fibsh!” “Shut up normie-baby…” “Fibsh!”

By the fourth happy “Fibsh!” Levi’s cold dead snake-heart melted, but only a little! He has some kid-friendly anime they can watch, right? Nothing that’ll give them nightmares.

Boom, look at the colours baby MC, this is the original 1990s Sailor Moon anime, subbed, obviously. No 4Kids dub for MC.

“This is where Tuxedo Mask and Usagi meet for the first time, but they don’t know each other’s secret identities yet.” “FIBSH!”

Satan

Huh, Satan had seen human babies before, but living with one would be an interesting experience, he could study their eating and sleeping habits, what toys they like to play with in comparison to demon babies…

Well, Satan would have studied MC’s sleeping patterns if the BABY EVER SLEPT! All they did was cry! All night long! Only Asmo could calm them down and Asmo, the selfish bastard, refused to compromise his beauty sleep! Ugh…

“Why do human babies cry so loud anyway..? Isn’t that just asking for predators to come and eat them?!” “WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

Satan does eventually warm up to the baby after he realizes they won’t cry as much if he reads them bedtime stories.

…Satan then feels like crying when he realizes that MC now cries for even more stories. Ah, history repeats itself…

Asmodeus

*squeeeeeeeeee!* babies! So cute! Let him hold MC! Let him hold MC! Awwww, those chubby cheeks and big ol’ eyes…

Babies are just so adorable! Asmo can’t help but want to snuggle them into oblivion!

For the first time in a good long while, Asmo and Mammon work together to dress MC in the most adorable baby clothes! Nothing but the best for his new baby sibling!

Asmo likes to take MC on walks in this new fancy stroller he bought, he wants to flex the cool built-in activity features on all the other babies at the park.

As a firm believer in the importance of learning social skills, Asmo hosts baby play dates! (He doesn’t want MC turning into the next Levi…) b-but… MC is growing up too fast 🥺

…wait growing up is a good thing, that means Asmo will have a sidekick in his romantic pursuits!

Beelzebub

… awww. A baby! …what’s Beel going to do with a baby?

Babies are something Beel is pretty unfamiliar with, he, Belphie, and Lilith were the family babies after all. But fret not, Beel’s willing to-

…why are babies so small??? And squishable??? Oh shit someone take the baby away from him before he accidentally crushes them! 🥺

Beel is way more comfortable just sitting MC on his lap so he doesn’t accidentally crush them.

Yeah so, Beel also doesn’t really know how to feed a baby. Like, are they going to eat this sandwich he made them? It’s steak and lettuce :)

Oh, the baby doesn’t have teeth. Whoops. More food for Beel though!

When MC gets big enough, they get all the piggyback rides. They can assert their dominance over the other babies at the playground by rolling up on a bordering seven feet tall Beel’s shoulders.

Belphegor

…what? Where’s the hu- oh. Down there. It’s uh… a little small.

Belphie is terrified of babies, like- why do they move like that? What do they want?! Please just tell him what you want, baby MC! Stop crying, this brat needs to sleep!

While Belphie is absolutely petrified of the baby, MC absolutely LOVES him. They toddle and crawl right up to him, then start tugging on his pant leg to make him pick them up.

Once Belphie, with the help of Beel, gets over his fear of the baby, Belphie can hardly be seen without them.

Fights have in fact broken out over who gets to hang out with the baby. Asmo and Belphie once got into a cat fight over who got to take MC to their first day of preschool. Lucifer swooped in and won…

Stupid Lucifer…

[tonberry-yoda]

Headcanons of Baetiste (Baptiste) please I'm begging I'm on my knees for this hot doctor 🥺🥺

say no more because AWOOOOGAAAA. see it's funny tho cuz you sent this to me right when i was playing a round with a baptiste lmao

this man is a real life teddy bear, so because of that, expect a lot of hugs, kisses, and cuddles

mans is your personal doctor. if you feel like something, anything, is wrong, go to him and he will have the answer and the cure

he thinks you're so cute, so he will always squish your cheeks and give you little kisses

call him hot, stare at his muscles, mans deserves it and you get a nice view in the process frfr

play with his hair, he would love that

he loves buying you presents, and by presents i mean throw blankets and pillows so yall have something new to cuddle with

have i mentioned that this man loves cuddles???

HIS KISSES ARE LITERALLY SO GOOD OMG

like so sweet and soft and GOOOOOD

he owns like 150 onesies change my mind

and has the cutest boxers ever

like the ones with the hearts, rubber ducks, etc. you think it's so cute fr

snores, but not like dad snores, just like cute little soft snoring that never bothers you

this man will force you to come to bed

your sleeping schedule becomes the best it's ever been when you start dating him lol

he also smells really good

like manly and perfumy at the same time

you dont care what it is, he just smells really good making his hugs 10x better somehow

i feel like he has a little french bulldog, i just feel it in my veins

so in that case, he will always take you and his dog on nice walks and his dog definitely loves you

loves late night walks

just overall loves walking with you as long as you're holding his hand the whole time

also is a fantastic cook??? like literally every meal is SO GOOD

mans feeds you well and helps you get good sleep what more could you ask for???

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Venus’ first Halloween! 🥺

Halloween with the Wyatt’s 🎃

“Urban why is my baby dressed up like a chicken?”

It was Venus’s first ever Halloween and you of course wanted to go all out for her. You spent weeks planning and tons of money into making her first ever Halloween a good one.

“Why not? Doesn’t she look adorable.”

“She does look adorable but I had bought her a pumpkin costume that’ll look so much cuter.” Venus looked between Urban and You her doe eyes watching her parents bicker on and on over which costume was the cutest when she looked over to her side and saw Phoenix putting on his ninja outfit.

Urban and You were to busy bickering that you didn’t notice Venus had gotten down from the couch and was crawling over towards Phoenix who sat comfortably on his bean bag chair and eating a couple of gold fish crackers Urban gave him.

His eyes lit up at the sight of his baby sister he placed his goldfish to the side.

“Venus what are doing?” Phoenix asked her and of course he knew she didn’t understand him yet but he’s been trying everyday to get her to talk. Venus was a very bright baby she definitely understood a lot of things.

She pointed towards her outfit and started tugging on it.

“You want it off?” As if she understood what Phoenix said she nodded her head and Phoenix helped her take the chicken outfit off leaving her in her little onesie.

“Well Venus if you don’t want to be a chicken for Halloween what about a pumpkin? Like mommy said.” Her face scrunched up immediately and she rolled her eyes at Phoenix. Venus most definitely had your attitude and it’s something Urban was dreading when she got older.

“What? Venus you can’t be ungrateful mommy and daddy bought that costume with their own money. If you don’t want to be a chicken or pumpkin what do you want to be?”

She pointed to Phoenix’s headband and he smiled before taking it off and placing it on her head but it fell off slightly due to it being slightly larger.

“You want to be a ninja like me?” She squealed and nodded and Phoenix gave her a toothless grin before picking her up well attempting to pick her up. He huffed and waddled over towards Urban and You.

“You’re getting heavy Venus I can’t keep picking you up.” She whined as if she understood that he was implying that she was a bit heavy.

“Okay okay gosh I’m sorry.”

“Urban my baby is not looking like a chicken for Halloween that’s so ugly she’s gonna be a pumpkin and that’s that.” You stomped your foot and glared at him.

“Well I don’t want her looking like a big round pumpkin Y/N!”

“Mommy! Daddy! Look.” Urban and You stopped bickering and looked down at Phoenix and Venus.

“Venus doesn’t wanna be a chicken or pumpkin she wants to be a ninja just like me!”

“You wanna be a ninja my little princess?” Urban coo’d at Venus as she babbled on about whatever and smiled at Urban and You.

“How about we be a family of ninjas?” You suggested and Urban and Phoenix both nodded their heads in agreement loving the sound of that.

Thankfully with the help of Neelam you managed to put together four ninja outfits and you all most definitely won best family costumes at Maggie’s Halloween party later on that night.

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