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i like the way you kiss me - rafe cameron

Baby daddy! Rafe x Baby mama! Maybank! Reader

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Summary:

i like the way you kiss me

i can tell you miss me

i can tell it hits, hits, hits, hits

not tryna be romantic,

i’ll hit it from the back

just so you don’t get attached

Rafe stops over for a surprise visit with his daughter. She may not be home, but that doesn’t mean he has to leave, does it?

Warnings:

Smut (18+ only!), p in v, fingering, dirty talk, slight breeding kink

Word Count: 4.2k

A/N:

Yay, my first Rafe fic! And y’all I haven’t written smut in years so I hope this isn’t awful. I would love to turn this into a sort-of series of interconnected baby daddy! Rafe and baby mama! reader one shots if you guys would be interested in that!

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“Maaaamaaaaa!”

You couldn’t help but smile to yourself when you were woken up by the baby monitor. Iris never woke up angry and crying, you were greeted every morning to the sounds of her babbling to herself and calling for you.

It may have been earlier than you’d like, but it certainly wasn’t a bad way to wake up.

You climbed out of bed, wiping your eyes before standing and walking down the hall towards the nursery. There was a chorus of “Mamamamama” as you headed towards your 1 year old daughter, who greeted you standing in her crib with the biggest smile. Her sleep sack was tucked beneath her feet - you’re not sure how she even manages to stand in it.

“Hi, pretty girl,” you greeted her, earning a giggle from the baby. She never failed to brighten up your mood, just by existing. You always heard a parent’s love for their child is intense, but you didn’t quite believe it until you had her and experienced it yourself.

She also happens to be the cutest baby to ever exist. With her head full of brown hair and blue eyes, she is certainly her father’s daughter. She’s tall for her age, too. You thought it was a little bit bullshit that you carried her for 9 months and did all the hard work just for her to come out her dad’s twin, but how could you really complain when she was so beautiful?

Iris lifted her arms for you to pick her up, and you couldn’t help but give her a snuggle before you moved to the changing table. You got her changed out of her pajamas and into a clean diaper, dressing her for the day in a light green dress with bunnies embroidered on the chest, a long sleeve white shirt underneath.

Iris had an extensive wardrobe. Shopping for clothes and putting together outfits was one of your favorite parts of being a girl mom, so you were certainly guilty of overspending on her, but the truth was that most of her closet came from Rafe. In fact, most of her stuff in general was from Rafe.

You never asked him to do any of that, but he was always showing up unannounced with shopping bags full of baby clothes, toys, anything he saw and thought she would like. Random packages would show up throughout the week, stuff he found online and sent directly to your house. He spoiled her badly, but it made them both happy, so you didn’t complain. You wanted her to have the world, anything she wanted, and you couldn’t quite provide that, but Rafe could.

“Good morning, my favorite tiny person!” Your twin brother, JJ, greeted his niece as he walked into the pink bedroom. She giggled the second she saw him, and he scooped her into his arms, twirling her around and making her laugh harder.

“JayJay!” she exclaimed, her tiny hands reaching for his messy blonde hair immediately.

“And I also exist…” you mumbled as you threw the dirty diaper away in the pail, but you couldn’t help the smile on your lips.

JJ acknowledged you with an eye roll before turning right back to Iris. “Are you ready for a day out with Uncle JJ?”

Iris grinned wildly at her uncle, one of her favorite people in the world. She didn’t exactly know what that meant, but if it involved JJ, she was certainly happy to be there.

You made pancakes for breakfast, which both JJ and Iris absolutely devoured. Iris was covered in a mess of syrup when she was finished, but thanks to a combination of her bib and baby smock thing, she didn’t get a drop on her outfit. You cleaned up her face and hands, Iris fighting you the entire time.

“You have everything she needs?” You asked nervously as JJ packed up the diaper bag, Iris dancing in front of the TV to the Bluey theme song.

“I got diapers, wipes, a sippy cup, a change of clothes…I think I’m set, sis,” he said, giving a look that says calm down, I’ve got this.

It was hard for you to not be nervous letting your daughter go off without you. She was still rarely out of your sight, besides Rafe’s weekends. You were too nervous to send her to daycare, at least not yet, and Rafe agreed, so he helped pay the bills in the house you shared with JJ while you stayed home with her, which gave you the chance to work on college courses online.

“You packed snacks in case she gets hungry?” You asked, fiddling with the string of your pajama shorts. You hadn’t even had the chance to get changed into real clothes yet, since you’d been following Iris around all morning and making sure she was set to go.

“Yes,” JJ answered, sounding frustrated. “I’ve got this. We won’t even be gone long, she’s going to be fine.”

You probably would have come up with another question, but you were all interrupted by the front door opening as someone let themselves into the house like they owned the place. You and JJ looked towards the direction of the hallway as the sound of footsteps trailed down it, even though you definitely already knew who it was.

“Dada!” Iris practically squealed, and she ran as fast as her little legs would carry her towards the tall frame of her father, who was grinning like crazy and setting down a bag.

“There’s my girl,” he said, crouching down with his arms open wide to catch her. She tripped over her own feet at the last second, falling against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, standing to his full height again. Iris wrapped her tiny arms around his neck.

“She was just about to head out for a date with Uncle JJ,” you said, smiling at your daughter’s laughing face.

Rafe looked away from her to give you a questioning look. “Why is JJ taking her?” he asked like your brother wasn’t even in the room. JJ rolled his eyes, but didn’t bother to say anything.

“He wanted to spend time with her,” you answered. “And I have a big exam to take so I needed a couple hours alone.”

Rafe looked at you like he was confused, concerned. He was protective of his girl. “If you needed someone to watch her, you should have called me.”

“I know you’d watch her any time,” you said, not wanting to argue with him today. “But JJ really has been wanting to take her to the park, so I told him he could.”

Rafe’s eyes finally went to JJ, and he scoffed with a roll of his eyes, but didn’t push it. He sat Iris back down as JJ zipped up the diaper bag and slung it over his shoulder, picking up the car keys.

“Alright, little lady, ready to go?” JJ asked, a smile on his face as Iris danced around.

“Go! Go!” She chanted, jumping up and down. JJ picked her up, sitting her on his hip.

“Alright. We’re gone,” he said, leaning over to give you a kiss on the cheek. “See you guys later.”

“Have fun!” you called after them. “Be safe!”

JJ acknowledged you with a “Yep!” and then the front door was closing, leaving you alone with Rafe.

You looked at him. He didn’t look like he was in a rush to leave.

“What did you bring?” you asked, gesturing to the bag he had sat by his feet.

“Oh, it’s nothing,” he shrugged. “Just some clothes.”

You laughed lightly to yourself - the little girl already had so many clothes, you weren’t sure if she’d be able to wear them all before she grew out of them.

You took the bag from him, sitting it down on the couch to go through later. You always liked to wash her clothes before letting her wear them, because who knows what kind of germs they’ve picked up in the store.

Rafe trailed behind you as you walked back into the kitchen, picking up the dishes from breakfast and washing them in the sink. He stood next to you without a word and helped by drying them after you washed.

When you were done, you turned around, leaning against the counter. Rafe picked up the stack of dishes and put them away in the cabinet they go in, before walking over to stand right in front of you. He reached up, pushing your hair behind your shoulder.

“You look pretty,” he murmured, his eyes taking in your frame.

You laughed softly. “I haven’t even changed out of my pajamas. I just rolled out of bed.”

A smile played at Rafe’s lips, his hand moving to rest on your cheek. “So? You’re always pretty.”

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help the way your heart beat harder in your chest, your cheeks beginning to heat. “Didn’t you have a date last night, Rafe?”

That made him chuckle. “You knew about that, huh?”

You felt embarrassed, then. You weren’t supposed to know that. The only reason you did was because Sarah had told you. You weren’t supposed to care.

“It was nothing,” he continued. “We didn’t really click. She was…boring.”

You felt guilty for the satisfaction that brought you. Rafe hadn’t had a serious girlfriend since you had gotten pregnant, and you liked it that way. You and Rafe weren’t good for each other, you broke up long ago and it should stay that way. But you can’t help how jealous you feel any time the topic of Rafe and another girl comes up, and Rafe always seems to catch an attitude with you for days every time you mention seeing a guy.

“Well I’m sorry to hear that,” you lied, highly aware of how close he was standing to you now.

His thumb rubbed over your cheek before he moved it to your lips, tracing over them, pulling down slightly on your bottom lip.

“Missed you…” he muttered, his voice low. You felt the vibrations of it through your own body.

Despite your best judgment, your mind went hazy around him. You could feel his breath against your cheek. “I’ve missed you too,” you whispered back, like a fool.

He smirked at that, and then before you knew what was happening, he was leaning in, pressing his lips to yours. They molded together perfectly, as they always did. Rafe’s lips were soft against yours as he kissed you gently at first, almost as if he was testing the waters.

The kiss became more hungry before long, and then he was pressing his body closer to yours, one hand staying on your cheek while the other moved down to rest on your hip. He had his body pressed against yours, practically devouring you with his kiss, his tongue tracing along your bottom lip.

You let him in. Of course you did, you always do.

His tongue pressed into your mouth like it belongs to him. There’s never been anything shy about Rafe. You heard yourself moan into the kiss before you even realized it was you that made the noise, and you felt Rafe’s lips turn up into a grin as he kissed you.

His big hands trailed down your body until he bent down and they reached the backs of your thighs, then he was lifting you up, causing you to squeal and wrap your legs around his waist, giggling against his lips. He laughed too, and he began walking through the house and back towards your bedroom.

He dropped you on the bed and you looked up at him, already breathless. He wasted no time before he was crawling over you, his right hand leaning on the bed and his left sliding beneath the hem of your tank top. It slid up until he was cupping your bare breast, grabbing it and gently pinching at your nipple, drawing a moan from your lips.

He placed kisses all over your neck, gently biting every now and then, as his hand kept up its movements. “You always had the perfect fucking tits,” he groaned against your skin.

He sat up, his other hand joining in on your other breast. He yanked your tank top up to palm at your tits more, giving himself full view of them, thoroughly enjoying himself. Eventually he pulled the thin material over your head entirely, tossing it onto the floor carelessly.

Then he leaned forward again, wrapping his lips around one of your nipples, making you moan in pleasure as his hand slipped beneath the waistband of your shorts. His fingertips traced along your pussy over your panties, feeling how wet the material was already. That made him groan against your tits, sending a shock of vibrations through your sensitive nipple.

“Feels like you’ve been wanting this,” he said, satisfied with the effect he still has on you.

You didn’t even bother denying that. You wanted him desperately. His every touch was like electricity, and all you wanted was to feel him inside you again.

His hand moved up to slip beneath your panties, and you gasped when you felt his fingertips teasing over your slick folds. He moved up to press his lips to yours again, kissing you passionately as he pressed a finger against your entrance.

“Rafe…” you breathed out against his lips, and he groaned at the sound of his name on your tongue. He never got tired of it.

“You gonna be a good girl for me?” he asked, placing kisses around your mouth, over your cheek.

“Yes,” you promised him. You would have promised him anything in that moment, you think.

He pushed one long finger into you then, and you whined, back arching slightly. His eyes darted down to your chest at the movement, and you would have laughed at his obsession with your tits if you weren’t distracted by the feeling of his finger knuckle deep inside you.

He curled it up, pressing right up against that bundle of nerves deep inside you. You’re losing your mind from one finger - it really had been too long.

He added in another finger, stretching you further, and you felt the cold from his ring as he pushed both fingers in all the way. It sent shivers through your body. You were desperate for him to move, to just fuck you already, but he always liked to take his time with you.

After what felt like an eternity, he slowly began to pull his fingers out before pushing them back in. The pace was agonizingly slow, but he was also pushing against that perfect spot every time he thrusted his fingers all the way back inside.

“More, please,” you begged him, your eyes fluttering closed and body writhing beneath him with desperation. You began to push your hips down against his hand, begging him to move faster.

“Look at you,” he chuckled darkly, and you could hear the grin in his voice without having to open your eyes. “Fucking yourself on my fingers. You were always such a needy little slut.”

You felt yourself blushing at his dirty words, but they also only turned you on more, and you started moving your hips along the length of his fingers even faster. He groaned at the sight of you, and he began thrusting his fingers into you at a powerful pace, wanting to reward you for being good for him.

His palm pressed against your clit, rubbing against it perfectly as he kept hitting that perfect spot over and over.

You felt that familiar feeling building deep in your belly, and your thighs began trembling. Rafe noticed, picking up his movements.

“Feel good, baby? Gonna cum on my fingers?” he teased, watching your face with full interest.

“Yes,” you whined, feeling like your vision was going blurry. You felt it through every part of your body, and your pussy clenched tight around his fingers, which he couldn’t get enough of.

Your orgasm crashed through you without warning and you cried out, body arching and hips rocking against his hand even harder. Rafe worked you through it, praising you, watching you come undone on nothing but his fingers.

“Good little whore,” he praised, watching you hungrily. “You want my cock now?”

“Yes!” you answered quickly, practically yelling it. “Yes, please, Rafe.”

Satisfied with your answer, he removed his fingers from your pussy, making you whine at the empty feeling, despite the incredible orgasm you just came down from. Your eyes popped open and you made eye contact as he put his slick fingers in his mouth, sucking them clean with a groan.

He moved to his knees between your legs, pulling his own shirt over his head and tossing it away. You took in the sight of his muscular chest, toned abs, thick biceps. You felt like you were drooling over him. Your attention didn’t escape his notice, and he laughed.

His big hands slid over your smooth tanned legs, from your calves to your thighs. He squeezed them, and then he was moving even further up, hooking his fingers into the waistband of your shorts and panties and pulling them down together.

When you were completely bare before him, he drank in your naked body, eyes raking over you with obvious hunger. You could see the prominent bulge in his khaki colored shorts, and you wanted so badly to reach out and touch it.

His hands moved to his belt, and he made quick work of his pants, undoing them and pushing them down his legs. He was left in his boxers, and you did reach forward then, trailing your fingers lightly over his clothed cock.

He groaned at your touch, his hips involuntarily bucking forward. He didn’t say it, but you suspected it had been a while for him, too, and the thought of that pleased you. He gripped your wrist roughly, stopping your movements but looking like he really hadn’t wanted to.

“I don’t have long today,” he said, his breathing heavy now. “Made plans. We have to be quick.”

He pushed his boxers down his thighs, revealing his cock, already painfully hard and aching, pre cum smeared at his tip. You took in the sight of it like you were starving. He was so big, it had intimidated you the first time you slept together. Hell, it intimidated you now. You wanted to take him in your mouth, but that’s not what he had in mind today.

He crawled back over you, leaning on his arms on either side of your shoulders. He leaned down to kiss you deeply, then moved to placing kisses along your jawline and down your neck, over your chest. It was nice, and you sighed at the feeling.

“You’re still on the pill, right?” he questioned as you felt his thick length pressing up against your core. You shivered at the feeling.

“Yes,” you answered. As cute as Iris was, you both could agree that you didn’t need another accidental pregnancy when you weren’t even together.

“Good,” he replied, and then he was reaching down between your bodies, lining his tip up with your entrance.

When he finally pushed inside you, you gasped at the stretch, gripping onto his biceps for leverage, which he loved. He pushed into you slowly, knowing it had been a while since you’d been together and not wanting to hurt you. When he bottomed out, he stilled, but his body was shaking like all he wanted to do was fuck into you senselessly.

You let out a shaky exhale, and he kissed you again.

“You feel so perfect, like you’re made for me,” he breathed against your lips, and you moaned at his words.

“You can move,” you told him. “I can take it.”

He groaned at that, and then he slowly pulled out until only the tip remained inside of you, and you found yourself hating the empty feeling he left behind. Then he pushed back in slowly yet powerfully with a roll of his hips, and you felt full again.

He set a gentle pace at first, rocking into you deeply but softly. He kissed you as he moved, distracting you from any potential pain, wanting to keep your focus on him and how good he makes you feel. Because no one does it like him.

“More,” you pleaded when there was no trace of pain left, and all you wanted him to do was fuck you properly. “Harder, please, Rafe.”

You didn’t have to tell him twice. He picked up the pace, rutting into your tight heat faster. He buried his face in your neck, groaning at the feeling of you wrapped so tightly around him.

Whimpers and moans fell from your own lips uncontrollably as he fucked you hard, his cock diving even deeper into you than you remembered and making you see stars. Your nails dug into his back, leaving deep red scratches that made him hiss in a mix of pain and pleasure. He loved it when you marked him up.

His sat up more on his knees and his hands grasped the bottoms of your thighs, pushing them up until they were pressed against your chest, making it harder to breathe but also letting him fuck you at a new angle that was impossibly deep and overwhelming.

You let out a strangled moan at the new feeling, and Rafe grunted harshly with every brutal thrust into your pussy.

“Love this fucking cunt,” he grunted out through gritted teeth, a slight sheen of sweat on his tanned skin. “Always think about it. Always come back to it. Can’t fucking get enough of it.”

He moved one hand back to your clit, rubbing circles over it as he fucked you deep. You gasped, moaning loudly as he built up another orgasm in your body, that familiar heat spreading all over you.

“Rafe…’m so close…” you whined out, which only made him move even harder.

“Cum for me again, baby. All over my cock this time. You can do it, baby, I’m right here.” he’s breathing heavily as he speaks, his own release building rapidly.

The tension snaps, and you cum hard, thighs trembling around his body and his name spilling from your lips like a prayer. He worked you through it again, his fingers continuing to work circles over your clit until it became too much.

When you came down from your second high and were left a shaking mess beneath him, he moved both hands back to grip your thighs against your chest as he fucked into you roughly, chasing his own high that was so, so close.

“Gonna fill you up in a second, baby,” he grunts out, watching the way you look up at him, looking completely cock drunk because of him. “You want that?”

“Yes,” you managed to tell him, your body weak now. “Want you to cum in me deep.”

“Yeah?” he questioned, your words clearly doing something to him. “I bet you would like that. I bet you’d love if I put another baby in you, wouldn’t you, whore?”

All you could do was moan in response, taking everything he gave you. His pace began to falter, his hips stuttering as he took everything he wanted from you. He pushed into you as deep as he could, stilling, leaning forward to bury his face in your neck again as he groaned loudly and filled you deeply. You grasped the back of his head as he came inside you, holding him close.

He didn’t move for a minute when he was done. He stayed on you, catching his breath, as you held him back.

Eventually he pulled out of you, collapsing next to you with a big sigh. He wiped his hand across his forehead, breathing heavily. It was silent but for the sounds of the two of you catching your breath.

Finally, you spoke. “You really missed me, huh?” you teased him, looking over at his naked form on your bed.

He laughed, lifting himself up. “‘Course I did. I always do.” He stood from the bed and began to pull his clothes back on, tossing you yours as he found them. When he was dressed, you finally stood from the bed, still naked, about to head into the bathroom for a shower.

“I gotta get going,” Rafe said, pulling his shoes back on. “But I’ll see you soon.”

“Yeah. I have to do my exam.” You watched him as he stood, his full 6’2” form towering over you.

“I’ll text you,” he said, leaning forward and placing a kiss on your cheek. It felt intimate, and it made you blush. “Give Iris kisses for me when they get home. Let me know she gets back safe.”

“I will,” you promised him.

He gave you one last smile, and then he was gone. You heard the front door closing as you gathered up some clean clothes to change into after your shower.

When you got out of the shower, you smiled to yourself as you saw the missed text from Rafe. You opened it, and rolled your eyes as you read it, but you couldn’t wipe the grin off your face anyway.

Rafey

Miss you already.

[peachesofteal]

Hello! Been enjoying your Through Me series, thanks for sharing it. Curious how Simon reacts to Mama having morning sickness and/or when the baby bump starts showing.

Hope you have a wonderful day!

Through Me (The Flood) - Simon Riley/female reader

"I'm pregnant, not dying."

Simon's lips twist, trying to swallow a smile as he plucks Orion from your arms. "I know, mama. Still, he's huge. You don't need to be picking him up if you can't help it." You throw your hands in the air and your shirt rises, highlighting where your belly has started to change. He can't help but stare at it, warming with pride, with obsession, lust. You turn him into a madman. The bump has pushed him farther into the irrational, possessive, caveman part of his mind, more than he ever thought possible. You're his, all his, carrying his baby again, and it does wild things to him.

"What am I going to do when you're not here?" He frowns, and you place your palm on his hip, patting reassuringly.

"Simon, I love you, but you're going to have to let go a little bit."

"I'm going to let go plenty when I leave for work." He huffs, reaching out to spread his hand across your belly. The swell is hardly pronounced, but still there, and it does a weird thing to his heart every time he touches it. You, and the baby. It clangs around in his chest like a wild drum.

He's sick at the idea of leaving you, and you read it on him. "We're going to be okay, Si. I promise." You can't promise that, just he can't promise anything either, but he'll hold tight to the hope.

"I know." Still, he doesn't let go. He leaves his hand sitting there, thumb rubbing circles into your belly, watching your eyes. You're tired. You've been sick, more sick than you were with Orion, and it's wearing you down, whittling your energy away. "You should rest." You glance at Orion reluctantly, and he kisses your temple. "I've got the rest of the night. Go lay down."

Simon snaps the last button closed on Orion's pajamas as he starts peeking around the room.

"Mamamamama-" Ry babbles, looking left and right for you. He always wants you before bed, wants to at least see you if you're not the one putting him down. Simon doesn't blame him. They're kindred spirits in that way.

"Alright little man, let's go say goodnight to mama." You're asleep on your side, a pillow wrapped up in your arms, and he carefully settles onto the bed, tilting forward so Orion can give you a kiss.

"Mama mama." He calls, and your lashes flutter, barely rousing to say goodnight with sleepy sweet smile.

"Hi baby." You reach, bringing him close. "Daddy tucking you in?"

"Had to say goodnight." He soothes a hand over your hip and down to your belly, gravitating towards it like always now. You're in no better shape than you were earlier, and worry twists in his gut. You've promised its normal, but it doesn't sit right with him.

"Okay, love you." You kiss Orion's cheek, holding the back of his head before letting go, looking up at Simon. "Coming to bed after?"

"Gonna clean up the kitchen and then I'll be in. Go back to sleep." He tries not to focus on the anxiety, trying to stay in these moments, these short moments that he'll need to hold onto for as long as possible.

At the door, he turns, watching you slip back under the waves of sleep. His baby in his arms, another one growing inside you, the entirety of the stars shining in the sky around their moon. You.

He makes it to bed an hour later. You're out like a light, sleeping like the dead, snoring, rolled onto your back now, arms and legs out like a starfish, and he tucks himself around you, shifting carefully to avoid waking you while still getting as close as he possibly can. He finds the bump again, flexing his fingers into soft flesh, breath fanning across your collarbone.

"She says you can hear us, you know. Not clearly I guess, but enough to know our voices. That's why she's always talkin' to ya. So you know who she is." He takes a deep breath. "She wants another boy but I think you're gonna be a girl. Have a feeling." You twitch with a small noise, and he kisses your neck to settle you. "Have to even out the odds around here, and you'll have a big brother to look out for you. Protect you, when you need it." He pushes Tommy from his mind as soon as he appears, burying the ghosts back to where they belong. Wounds heal, but scars can still hurt.

"You talking to him?" You murmur, and he holds you tighter.

"Her, yes. I'm talking to her."

"Mhmm." Your burrow your face in his neck and sigh. "Love you."

"Love you too mama."

[teenyweenyeenymeeny]

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i'm glad whenever i can share her laughter !!!

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for when you have everything you ever wished for. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // charles leclerc x fem!reader

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“You almost ready babe?” Y/n heard Jeongin call as he walked into their bedroom, finding his girlfriend staring at herself in the mirror. He walked up behind her and kissed her shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m starting to hate how the dress looks on me,” Y/n sighed. She knew pregnancy was going to change things about her but know was a bad time for her insecurities to act up.

“Does it help that I think you look beautiful in it?” Jeongin asked

“No, but thank you,” Y/n sighed

“Could just blame our son.”

“You knocked me up.”

“We were drunk and you were sad,” Jeongin defended as he pulled her over to their bed and sat her down. “You look great in the dress babe. Pregnant or not.” Jeongin kissed her lips.

“You mean it?” Y/n asked

“Of course I do.” Jeongin helped her get her shoes on before helping her stand. He grabbed her jacket and purse for her and led her out of the apartment. Not letting her stare too long into any mirrors as the got into the car to go to his fathers company. There was a little bit of paparazzi outside for whatever reason. Once the car stopped, he noticed Jisung and (Astrid) with Deiji just getting out of there’s. “Perfect timing.” Jeongin joked as he got out of the car.

Jeongin helped his girlfriend out of the car before shutting the door behind her. He grabbed her hand and followed his friends up. Getting noticed by his niece which forced them to stop.

“You didn’t have to wait up,” Jeongin told them

“Deiji insisted,” Jisung said as the continued up the steps. Security got the door for the five of them as there was some yelling from news sources.

There was a good crowd that had already shown up. Jeongin managed to weave through the crowd with Y/n to find his family.

“You guys made it!” His mother clapped and hugged Y/n before her son.

“And holding hands?” His older brother snickered

“Did you tell your parents?” Y/n asked her boyfriend

“No…”

“He’s really good at that,” his dad commented

“Y/n and I are dating and she moved into the penthouse with me,” Jeongin told them, wrapping his arm around her shoulder

“And the wedding is next week?” His younger brother asked

“And you’re not invited,” Jeongin told him

“I wasn’t invited to (Astrid)’s either.”

“They went to the courthouse. Plus she already told us they’ll be a ceremony later.” The oldest son reminded him

Y/n smiled watching the family dynamic. Thinking one day she’d marry into it. She wrapped her arms around Jeongin, staying close to him through the night. Having to sit often with the added human. Though she was entertained by her niece during that. The little girl patting her stomach as she showed off how much walking she had learned— it wasn’t much.

“What you doing?” (Astrid) asked her daughter as she picked her up from behind. Making the girl giggle.

“Ah!” Deiji said, pointing to her aunt.

“Auntie,” (Astrid) said

“She’s getting good at walking,” Y/n said

“She’s been practicing. Won’t be able to catch her soon.”

“Can’t wait for those days.”

“They come quickly.”

“Mamamamama,” Deiji interrupted

“And the talking,” Y/n said

“We’re starting dinner soon,” Jeongin said as he and Jisung joined their girls.

“Great. Uncomfortable conversations,” (Astrid) smiled

“Say dada,” Jisung told his daughter

“Mama,” Deiji said

“Good try, Ji.” Jeongin laughed at his dejected friend

“I can’t wait till you feel this betrayal.” Jisung glared

“Dinner,” Jeongin’s youngest brother passed by the group.

Jeongin helped his girlfriend up and the five walked to the dining area. Jeongin helped Y/n to her seat, towards the end with the rest of the family. Once everyone was sat, Jeongin’s dad made a toast. Thanking everyone for coming and supporting the company. Announcing his elsest was taking over the company at the end of the year.

“I would also like to congratulate Jeongin and his girlfriend on their pregnancy,” an applause came around the room as Jeongin patted her knee and she shot him a smile. “I would also like to congratulate (Astrid) on finally leaving her family behind. Even though she’s not my daughter, I’ve always seen her as one.”

The applause continued before everyone started eating. Little conversations taking place around the table.

“Feeling okay?” Jeongin asked her close to the end of dinner

“Little tired,” Y/n shrugged

“Wanna go home soon?”

“I don’t want to be rude and leave…”

“You’re pregnant. People will understand.”

“Alright.”

The two stayed a couple more minutes before saying goodbye to the family and Jeongin made his way around saying goodbye to the other people there. Jeongin got her out of the building and into the car. Y/n sighed in relief when she sat down in the car seats with him next to her.

“Feet hurt?” Jeongin asked as the driver started off to their home.

“Yeah,” Y/n sighed, “straight to bed.”

“Gotta wash up,” Jeongin kissed her cheek and wrapped his arm around her. Y/n smiled and leaned into him.

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[josh-lanceero]

mamamamama

[caesarsprincess-selfship]

Damn I literally did that

[theicarusconstellation]

please share some regulus + mariela (and maybe with some bonus james and finch) thoughts with The Masses

YES MY DARLING

clarification for The Masses: mariela is my jegulus’ daughter OC, and finch is kit’s ( @ninety-two-bees ) OC that was originally unrelated but will make a black-potter family appearance in the future👀

regulus nicknames her “little star” before she’s even born and it sticks forever <3

regulus will not put mariela down for a second. she is stuck in his arms as a little squishy baby who naps on his chest and listens to their heartbeat to fall asleep.

regulus loves to kiss her face n cheeks n head everywhere they can; SHE HAS THE SOFTEST BABY CURLS😭😭😭😭😭

one of the only words mariela says (once in a blue moon) is “mama” (what she calls regulus) and she mumbles it in her sleep sometimes when she’s cuddling with him like “mamamamama…”

they’re both the only two out of their family that experience mutism and prefer BSL to spoken language, so they have a very close bond, and regulus is the only one that can fully calm her down

mariela (and finch) likes to sit down and play with regulus’ curls, whether it’s braiding them, putting clips in them, tying them in strange patterns, etc., she just loves her mama’s curls <3 a very satisfying sensory activity for her when she’s little and when she’s older

mariela is a s l e e p y baby, always napping in regulus’ arms and nuzzling closer to her. she can’t get to sleep without hearing her mama’s heartbeat and her singing, but she stays asleep for hours.

bonus for james and finch🤭: just like regulus can with little star, james can always tell when finch is about to knock something over or crash into it, so he’s at the ready and scooping him up in his arms before he can. kisses and hugs often follow, and lots and lots of giggles ofc. the only things james can’t save are his glasses though. poor things get ripped off and whipped around by his little baby, then finch comes around and smacks them off on accident through his various jittery activities. those glasses last like 2 weeks and then he’s buying a new pair, but regulus loves them so he never gets contacts (not that he’d want to. my james is quite fond of his glasses <3)

picrews of mariela and finch under the cut!!

my little star/jegulus’ daughter OC mariela by me

sunshine finch by my love kit @ninety-two-bees

[vivianleighwishesshewasme]

First Words

Tommy and Grace have a friendly wager on Charlies first words.

The friendly wager had begun between the two loving parents once Charlie started babbling.

Dada or mama, whichever word would be said first could pick their prize. They’d both posted sweet little things as prizes if they won to a corkboard in Tommy’s office. 

Tommy’s was a weekend away in the woods just the two of them to work on baby number two.

Her plan was a weekend away in London with shopping and a spa day just the two of them. 

Little did either parent know that they were working against one another.

Grace in secret had been teaching Charlie how to say dada.

Tommy was caught by Ada teaching Charlie how to say mama. 

“So either, you both win, that’s the point isn’t it?” Ada said laughing as she reached out to her nephew and closed the large wooden door to his office door behind her.  

Tommy grinned and blushed knowing he’d been caught. By his own sister who would mercilessly tease them both about in the many years to come.  She bounced Charlie on her hip.

“God, I remember when Karl was this small. Both Freddie and I were trying to get his first words to be ma or da.” She patted Charlie on the back and snuggled him to her. He squirmed trying to get away.

“No, I'm not done with holding a baby yet.” Charlie let out an indignant sequel making the brother and sister duo laugh. “ Alright, you win.” She sat him down on the floor. He instantly scooted to his little wooden horse and bit down teething on it. 

“I still can’t believe you had a child. When will there be an announcement for number two?” Ada asked cheekily, earning an elbow to her side by her elder brother. 

“I could ask you the same Ada?” He guarded his chest as she went to smack at him.

“I’m in no rush, I’m not married. You are, and happily may I add.” She childed him gently. She loved this side of her brother. He had life back in him similar to his old self before France. She'd always appreciate Grace for that even if they didn’t always agree on everything, she did bring Tommy back to them. 

“Were you and Freddie happily married?” Ada reeled back. She hadn’t been expecting that. A flash of guilt ran across her brother's face. She softened a bit. 

“Oh Tom,don't. I know you were friends till the bitter end. ”  She paused and a small smile passed across her face.  “There toward the end we were more like good friends than anything. He got so sick and, well you know.” She shrugged, grateful that he was moving toward her with papers. 

“Yeah. so here is the latest proposal for the Shelby company limited. I wanted your opinion first before the dinner meeting tonight. Polly already gave me her opinion without my asking for it.” Tommy chuckled at the last part as Ada rolled her eyes. 

“Of course she did.” Ada on the floor with Charlie saying mama after every few paragraphs. He babbled back and tried pulling the papers from her.

“We’ll Tom, I think you have another opinionated family member to add to the board. 

The Shelby dinner table was full of people and food. The meeting was semi productive but it had really been meant more to bring the family together than anything which was a good thing because not a lot was actually being discussed.

The record stopped at the corner of the room and before a servant could turn the record and replace the needle Charlie pipped up chattering like mad.

“Mamamamama!” He yelled as he smacked his cup against the table.

 Group cheers erupted at the family meeting.

“We’ll Grace it appears you won after all.” Tommy smiled at his wife and squeezed her hand. 

“They both won, don’t let them fool you.” Polly spoke, causing the group to laugh and congratulate the couple.

“I’m surprised his first word wasn’t horsy.” Esme blushed as the group continued to laugh.

Ada winked at Tommy unaware that her sister in law had caught it. 

[ateriblewriter]

Not Like This (q.h)

A/n: I’m sorry. Let me know if ya’ll would like a part 2

Warnings: angstish sad stuff accidents?

No one was happier than Quinn that the week-long road trip was finally over and he was able to go home to his little family. Facetiming everyday wasn’t cutting for him and his heart ached every time he heard his child crying for him because he had to leave. But he was coming home tonight. He would have a little homestand and then he would have to leave again on the road. He would always come back home.

Unlocking the door to the little space that Y/N and he shared with their one and a half year old, Quinn couldn’t help but sense something was amiss. Once he crossed the threshold his senses went into overdrive. Something was burning on the stove, most likely some sort of dinner Y/N had decided to whip up quickly. Next thing to hit him was the sound of a baby crying, his child crying.

“Y/N? Babe, where are you?” Quinn entered the home, placing his keys in the bowl on the table next to the door. Other than the crying child, there appeared to be no signs of life in the place. Placing Quinn on a higher alert as this was very unusual to the household.

“Hey there little guy.” He went over to the crying child in front of the master bedroom door. Picking up the child he tried to soothe him, but to no avail. Baby Theo continued his ear piercing crying that was laced with fear and distress. “Hey, hey it’s okay. I’m here daddy’s here. Where’s mommy kiddo? She would never leave you like that.”

Quinn made his way over to the stove, turning it off. Not that it would do much good, the food was already ruined and there wasn’t much he could do, but at least the contents of the pots wouldn’t start a fire or anything like that.

Meanwhile Theo continued to cry his little head off, reaching for something that was behind Quinn possibly in the shared bedroom. It must have been setting the child off.

“Y/N! Where are you?” Quinn tried one last time. He was still trying to calm his crying child down, but to no avail. Again there was no response.

A pit started to form at the bottom of his stomach. Something must really be wrong for his love to disappear like this. This wasn’t like her. Especially when it came to Theo. She would never leave him alone by himself, he was just a little over 18 months old, it was dangerous. And Y/N hated to see her child cry. Unless it was a tantrum, she always made the effort to comfort him immediately.

“Mamamamama” Theo cried again, putting all of his weight into reaching out of his father’s embrace and towards the door to his parent’s bedroom. “Mama.”

“I know baby T. I want her here too. But I don’t know where she is.” The two searched a few other rooms in the home before reaching the master suite. Quinn saw her feet first. They were on the floor sticking part way out of the doorway to the adjoining bathroom. “Babe? You okay in there?”

“Fuck.” Quinn yelled a little too loudly when he saw her lying there on the ground, scaring the child in his arms even more. “No no no no.” He fell to the ground beside her, still holding Theo. He noticed Y/N was still breathing but just barely, which is never a good sign.

“Please, Y/N, you have to be okay. You can’t leave me like this.” Quinn knew he shouldn’t move her just in case there was some sort of injury. But he needed to hold her. She couldn’t leave him. Not yet.

To be continued? 

Please let me know what ya’ll think. I do have a bit more cooked up if you’d like me.

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

A giant fire breathing black dragon abruptly smashes its way into the castle roaring loudly and then proceeds to gently give Solana a cookie before explosively ascending back out into the sky and leaving.

BAAABABABA! MAMAMAMAMA! RAAAAAAAAAAARRRR!!

Wh-What did she just say...!?

I think she was trying to thank it...

THANK YOU, WONDERFUL DRAGON!

[bibibi-tchx]

OMG FROM ONE OF YOUR NEW POSTS..has babie dom, when he’s really sleepy and with rhea, has he ever called her ‘mama’ instead of ‘mami’?

ye!!!

like rhea will typically stay as ‘mami’ but when he is so so so teeny an even more sleepy to the point where it is hard for him to say much, her name gets shortened to ‘ma’

same with damian being ‘pa’ and finn being ‘da’: for a tiny lil baby, it is so much more easier to do so

but then when he is a happily, babbly baby, no older than a year, he will jus call out for his cgs with ONLY them syllables

“mamamamamamamama” over again, which rhea finds absolutely adorable whilst dom is being bounced in her lap, her hands playing with his hair or playing simple games of peekaboo- he will he chanting “mamama!”

when hes sleepy its even more cuter, bcus he may have his paci in his mouth, but hes mumbling “mamamamama” whilst shes making his bottles, giving him cuggles with his “papapapapa” whilst “dadadada” is reading his stories

lil man is a babbler!! he is a baby boy who is babbling away even despite the pacifier never leavin

ty anon <3

[leaderoffestivals]

Poltergeist Chapter 11

The Neverland of Grudges Ch 3

Arashi: [ Once upon a time, there lived a Princess with a very beautiful heart.  Of course, she was not only beautiful on the inside, but in her outward appearance too,… … and the name of this Princess was Narukami Arashi. ]

Scenario Writer: Akira Season: Winter Characters: Mikejima Madara, Narukami Arashi, Sakasaki Natsume, Aoba Tsumugi

< The video: Early afternoon that day. In the Common Room at Dancing Cranes Home. >

Arashi: [ Once upon a time, there lived a Princess with a very beautiful heart. 

Of course, she was not only beautiful on the inside, but in her outward appearance too,… … and the name of this Princess was Narukami Arashi. ]

Arashi: [ However, there was someone who did not like the Princess at all. That person was the Queen of the country, who had a beautiful appearance but possessed an ugly and twisted heart. 

—Hmm? The Queen’s name? Well, for now, let’s call her Madara ♪

And although the Queen was the stepmother of the beautiful Princess, there was no familial love between them—

—because the black-hearted Queen was wildly jealous of her step-daughter’s great beauty.

Today, as she always did, the Queen asked of her magic mirror which only reflects the truth—

“Mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all?”

—Eh? You’re saying that would be Narukami Arashi?

Grrr~! So infuriating! If only that person weren’t here, I would surely be the most beautiful in the whole wide world! ]

Arashi: [ That’s it, I should get rid of that beautiful Narukami Arashi! Then, I will be the most beautiful person in the world! MA~MAMAMAMAMA! (1) (Laughter) ]

Tsumugi: What an interesting story! It’s full of openings for a straight man (2) to interact with!

Natsume: SeriousLY? How can you lie to the children like thIS? What’s this about the Princess’ name being Narukami Arashi?

Arashi: Hmph! That’s fine, isn’t it! Fairy tales are for living your dreams, aren’t they! I want to be a Princess too!

Natsume: WeLL, I do understand how you feEL, but won’t the children be confused to hear you’re playing the Princess roLE?

Arashi: Hold on! Why would that result in any confusion, is there a law that says a Princess must be female?! What does it matter anyway; fairy tales are fantasies, after all!

Madara: Urm. By the way, why am I laughing like that humongous character in One P*ece (1)? That’s a reeeally strange character to be portraying me as, isn’t it?

Arashi: Fufu! While I was reading the manga, the thought, “Ah, this person is just like Mama” went through my mind!

Madara: All the same, I’m not that huge either, am I?

Arashi: Ohh seriously, that’s enough. Stop interrupting and watch quietly!

Arashi: Erm, actually... One of the reasons I’m showing you guys this segment of the video was because I wanted to showcase how especially charming I was as I read the picture book to the children. However—

—There’s another reason as to why I want you to see this. 

Somehow, as I was reading the picture book to the children, some of them had very strange reactions to the story… …

Madara: Huh? Strange reactions—? 

Arashi: Yes. I mentioned encountering an “unusual incident” earlier, didn’t I? 

By the way, you might have already guessed it by now, but the title of the fairy tale I was reading to the children was “Snow White”. 

There were a few pages missing in the picture book for some reason, so I improvised by doing up a few sketches and adding them in. 

Look, this scene in particular is my favourite—

The scene where Narukami Arashi, with the seven cute dwarves—Sorry, I mean the four foolish Knights—repel the assassins dispatched by the evil Queen together ♪

Natsume: That’s amaziNG. You’re casually altering the plot of the story as you pleaSE. 

Madara: Er, how can you just get rid of the assassins sooo easily? The story would just end there, wouldn't it?

Arashi: That doesn’t matter~, the ending’s the only part that needs to make sense in the end—No, in fact all will be well as long as the story ends well.

Most people will be satisfied as long as the story ends with—”And they all lived happily ever after.”

Tsumugi: Indeed. That much is true. 

Madara: But then, what about the strange reactions you mentioned the children having earlier? Right now, the only thing I find odd is how they’re able to listen to this story so attentively to the very end, though?

Arashi: That’s what’s coming up next. See, it’s the last scene of the most beautiful Princess in the world, Narukami Arashi’s—or rather Snow White’s—story now. It seems this picture book is pretty faithful to the original, truly scary “dark fairy tales” because—

The Princess made the Queen dance on a scorching hot iron plate as revenge for all the terrible things she had done. 

It’s meant to be a satisfying scene where good triumphs over evil, and the evil villain gets their just desserts, right?

Arashi: However, as I was enthusiastically reading that scene out loud, several of the children started crying—

—and they definitely weren't tears of joy.

Arashi: They weren’t quietly sobbing either. They started shrieking loudly all of a sudden, as if possessed by demons, or evil spirits—

Some of the children even started throwing up uncontrollably.

I was at a total loss for what to do—I almost started crying myself.

Fortunately, one of the staff came hurrying over right away and soothed the agitated children, calming them down.

Natsume: OhHH? How impressiVE. I guess that’s a genuine professional childcare worker for yOU. 

Tsumugi: Hmm~. Getting children to stop crying once they start is no easy task, though… …

Arashi: No. The children’s crying stopped instantly. It seemed as if a magic spell had been cast on them.

Natsume: … … Could it be the children were administered an inhalant sedatiVE?

Arashi: No, it didn’t seem like that at all.

Looking back on it now, the method of it was really baffling, though… …

That staff worker simply went around whispering something into the children’s ears, but they recovered and stopped crying immediately. 

What was that all about, I wonder? With everything that’s happened, and now, the children’s strange reactions—there’s definitely something odd going on here. 

Madara: Hmmm… … Can I just ask—were all the children in the room crying at the same time when the tears started? 

Arashi: Why are you asking about that? If I think back on it though, among the children… … I recall it seemed to be the older kids who started crying first—?

Up until that moment, they had been behaving very maturely, in a manner way beyond their years, which was why their reaction came as such a sudden shock to me. 

The younger ones must’ve felt the same way too, and started to panic and cry themselves when they saw the older children cry—

—And they were the ones who continued crying for a long time after, for some reason. 

Madara: Hmmm. I see. A great deal is starting to fall into place nowww. 

Tsumugi: Oh my… …? Do you have any idea about what transpired during that strange event, Mikejima-kun? 

Madara: Well, there’re some things which seem reeeally odd to me, which is why I’m just inquiring casually about them. 

I’ll start looking into the situation more closely tomorrow, taking into account what I’ve heard from Arashi-san. 

Indeed. This is only just a ‘hunch’ of mine, but—

—there’s a possibility an unbelievably tragic incident or accident might have taken place in the history of that Dancing Cranes Home. 

—————-To be continued——————-

Chapter 10 / Chapter 12

Translator’s Notes:

Arashi is mimicking the laugh of Charlotte LinLin, https://onepiece.fandom.com/wiki/Charlotte_Linlin/Abilities_and_Powers a OnePiece character with tremendous strength and endurance. Her nickname is Big Mom (Biggu Mamu, haha), and her height is 8.80m (28 feet 10 inches) tall. 

Tsumugi says “tsukkomi” which comes from “boke and tsukkomi” or “Wise Guy and Straight Man” of the Japanese comedic duo routine known as “Manzai” (漫才) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manzai

It's not proofed, so if you have any feedback, please DM me.

[mama-vaggie]

Mamamamama! I back!

*reaches up for a hug*

Hi baby! *biiiig squeezey hug*

How are you doing?