#obviously nothing about this has been funny

[verycoolusername1]

But Two Though?

Summary: In which you're so in love with your boyfriend that you see yourself starting a family with him and you obviously had to sing about it!

Quinn Hughes x Singer!reader

Warning: romantic themes, kissing, pet names, mentions of children, mentions of parenting, and mentions of sex.

A/N: even tho it's a singer reader this imagine also has AFAB!reader(cause of the song lmao) I still use they/them pronouns, no need to worry about that.

Juno is literally so good, and since I gave Nico bed chem, I just HAD to give quinn Juno! Hope you enjoy. And I had this fun idea of embarrassing Quinn when he's with his family on stage last night soooooo

You were estastic when you found out Quinn and his family would be at your concert tonight.

You brushed your hair for what felt like the hundredth time as you calmed your nerves.

Your manager later called you to get on stage, and you rushed there immediately. Your fans cheered as they saw you with your guitar.

"Hi everyone!" You waved to them all.

The crowd roared in excitement as they saw you and sang along to your many songs till the very last one. Little did they know that you had a little surprise.

You finished your last set, and when you didn't go off the stage like you normally would have, your fans grew in confusion but nonetheless enjoyed it.

"You didn't think the show was over, did you?" You chuckled teasingly. "I just have a little special song."

Your fans gasped as the Hughes looked at Quinn for an answer that never came.

"I wrote this song but I'm like never gonna release it." You chuckled. "Might give it to sabs- Sabrina or something. She'll certainly know what to do with it."

Your fans cheered at the slip-up not nonetheless you continued.

"I can't say much about this song, but... it is different from my other songs, different from older and five seconds flat." You explained. You and Quinn were quite private about your relationship, so you didn't want to go overboard on the speech. "I don't know how to describe it, but it made me feel things I didn't even know I would ever feel. This song is called Juno, like the movie Enjoy."

Your fans cheered to your speech as you strung notes on your guitar.

"Don't have to tell your hot ass a thing, oh yeah you just get it." You sang. "Whole package babe, I like the way you fit god bless your dad genetics."

Your mind flashes to you and Quinn in bed, cuddling next to each other in the night. The love you two shared never fading only growing stronger after that night.

"Will this change something between us?" You asked, looking up at him.

"What? No, never. We're still us, you know that." He reassured you.

"Still us." You confirmed in his hold.

Quinn looked at you in confusion. He knew your songwriting, it was a shock that this song was more upbeat and not lyrical there was a hint of fun behind it.

"I know you want my touch for life. If you love me right, then who knows," You hummed. "I might let you make me Juno."

He knew this song was about him, but how? Unless... Oh... oh

You saw Quinn as he interacted with J.T.'s kids and how easy it was to do so. It made your heart swell.

Natalie came up behind you. "You want one, don't you?"

You put a hand on your heart, currently not expecting it. "What?"

"A kid," She clarifies.

Your face flushed as you realized you have been caught. "I mean sure one day but it's too early."

"Well it doesn't help to try now, talk to him." She encouraged.

"Believe me, we've been trying." You chuckled dryly, Natalie on the other hand laughed loud.

"What's so funny?" Quinn was in front of you two now, holding one of the kids at his hip and you couldn't help but wonder... what if that was your kid?

"Oh nothing, Y/N just telling me what an amazing cook you are." Natalie winks at you as she takes her leave with her kid in tow.

Quinn eyed her suspiciously. "Okay... what were you two really talking about?"

"Exactly what she said, how you're a great cook, an amazing one." You lied through your teeth.

Quinn knew you were lying, if anything you was a much better cook than he was but he decided to let it slide and hugged you from behind the rest of the time.

You continued on with the song, getting out of your comfort zone more and more with each line. "Adore me, hold me and explore me, mark your territory tell me I'm the only, only, only, only one."

Luke hums. "This song is definitely was not what I expected."

Jack exclaims. "I'm sorry, did they just say what I think they just said? They just said they're horny on stage."

"You don't have to repeat it." Quinn mutters, his face getting flushed as the song came to a close.

Ellen looked at her son lovingly. "Been together five years and you still get shy when you hear a song they wrote about you."

"Let's not tease him too much he still has yet to ask the question." Jim joked.

"Dad," Quinn groaned.

"You can borrow my ring sweetie, the replica that is." Ellen offers.

"No mom it's not that..." Quinn trailed off.

Jack being the first one to realize, gasped aloud, and shook Luke back and forth. "You already have a ring!"

"I'm going to wait for them backstage." Quinn began to walk away.

"At this rate, we're gonna have to propose for him." Luke mutters, Ellen hit him on the head as a response as they followed Quinn.

When the rest of the family got there, you was already in Quinn's arms looking at him lovingly. They decided to go into their own conversations, letting you two talk alone.

"Did you like the song at the end?" Your voice began timid, the more you grew vulnerable.

Quinn hums. "Yeah, it was nice. Didn't know you wanted a kid with me."

"Yeah, I've been meaning to tell you about that." You look away from his gaze but he quickly gets it back.

"I want to have kids with you too Y/N. If I wanted anyone to make me a father it would be you." Quinn admits.

"You really that?" You said hopefully.

"Of course I do, but I would want to do something first before we get started." He says.

You grow confused. "And what would that be honey?"

"I would like to marry you." Quinn says without hesitation.

Your eyes widened in size as you took in his words. "You want to marry me?"

"I don't have the ring with me right now and I love you too much to say just one speech but I do know that I see myself spending the rest of my life with you, if you'll have me." Quinn looks at you hopefully.

"I'll always want you Quinn, I would be glad to marry you." You caressed his cheek, his eyes closing at your touch.

"I love you guys but please do not make me an uncle tonight." Jack says.

You both glared at Jack who quickly back off, he mutters a sorry and says he'll meet them in the car, Luke joining him.

Once they're gone, Quinn looks at his parents with a shy smile. "We're getting married."

[ssahotchnerr]

Hihi I am also here with a Christmas hc/suggestion 👀: you and Aaron keep the kids’ presents at grandpa Dave’s bc you know otherwise they’d go on a hunt around the house to try to find them. So every Christmas Eve, Dave comes to hang out and before he leaves he’s like “Aaron do you want to walk me out 👀👀👀” and then Aaron has to sneak the presents back in the house while you distract Jack and Ellie

STOP omg yes!!!!!!!

you're the one who figures out they've been snooping - you noticed things in multiple closets have been knocked over, items are in the front while they're usually in the back, and mention it to aaron. you come to him and you're like, "i think they've been looking for the presents 😳" all flabbergasted LOL. it's funny all the same, it's a rite of passage as a kid, but you don't want any surprises being ruined, or for the realization that santa isn't real to strike - jack still has a few years left in him, and ellie's still practically a baby 😭

hehe aaron finally finds them in the act - you're doing some last minute shopping for his gift 🤭, while he's watching them at home. the two of them have been watching a movie, he's just getting miscellaneous work things done, and when he goes in to check on them, they're not on the couch where he left them, movie's still playing on the screen. and sure enough, he finds the two of them looking under your shared bed.

hehe aaron's standing there with his arms crossed, face all :| and is like, "what are the two of you doing??"

ellie's still toddler age, and loves nothing more than listening to her big brother and following him around 🥹 so jack will put the blame on her 😭 (not in a mean way, a brother way) he innocently looks up at his father and says, "ellie wanted to 🥺" and aaron's all "🤨 yeah alright, this is ellie's idea" LOL

luckily they didn't find anything, but the two of you still bring the presents to dave's, and drop off any before coming home after being out and about.

hehe so when it's christmas eve, aaron gives you that look like, dave's coming soon and they can't see what he's bringing. SO you grab the two of them all excitedly and ask who wants to make some cookies for santa!!!!! which is the best distraction because the kitchen has some distance between the front door, so aaron and dave can easily sneak in and out, head up the stairs with the presents, all while jack and ellie are thoroughly entertained and distracted. and if they somehow notice dave, and they do - he obviously can't stop by anf not hang out with them - you can easily say he came over to help with the cookies 🥰🥰🫢

[eddiegettingshot]

it's funny because i don't know oliver obviously and it's not like i'm concerned about his feelings (he's a rich white man he can take it) but i still can't help thinking if i was in his shoes i'd be pissed that i've been on this show for 7+ seasons and i've basically gotten thrown over by a bunch of fans for my side character love interest

i mean i definitely don’t know oliver either but he has been very obvious about his priorities in a common sense way 😭 like these people are too busy calling him all kinds of names but it was VERY obvious from the start that what he was looking forward to was buck getting to explore a new facet of his identity, understand what it means for him, and find happiness in it, because he’s been trying to do bi buck for literally years. then tommy was shoehorned in and then buck was relegated to the background in the same exact spot he’s always been in: stuck in a dead-end relationship nobody really likes much just to say he was in a relationship, doing literally nothing. him saying he wants buck to fuck was clearly him saying he wants buck to do all of that self-discovery stuff above, and the fact that he’s been pestering tim minear for months while never speaking publicly on bucktommy… i feel like it’s so obvious 😭😭😭😭😭

[itsnathateasy]

Hi!!! I love your aot works and I'm so happy you still write for them since not many people do these days. Anyway, I saw requests open so I'm here for an Eren request. Completely okay if you don't write this though, up to you💖

Basically maybe a best friend Eren who's been in love with reader since forever? Reader is the same, but neither confesses for fear of rejection and stuff. But then reader keeps trying to date random guys, none of them know how to be a good boyfriend. And one day after another terrible date, Eren finally cracks and just gets angry and is like, "Don't you see me standing here?"

hey anon!💖 loved this idea! thanks for sharing it with me, i honestly had a blast writing it! hope you enjoy!🫶

word count: 1,4k || ao3 link! warnings: eren gets aggressive at some point, angst mostly!

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“Dw, I’ll give you a ride home” afterwards read the text you’d just received from your best friend, Eren. It’s funny how you keep being like this with each other. You and Eren had been friends since high school and as time went by, your bond only grew deeper, your relationship became more solid, more affable. But it was at moments like this when Eren showed you extra care that you were reminded of the crush you’ve had on him ever since you’d stared hanging out as high school kids. It’s been years since then, of course, but your feelings remained and, frankly, Eren caring for you more as you became closer, didn’t really help with your situation.

You threw your charger and cable in your handbag, almost ready for your night out with your friends. You felt your phone buzzing from inside your pocket. It was Eren calling, he’d probably pulled up at your street. “I’ll be there in fine!” “I’d wait even if you took all day, y/n” he responded in a melodramatic voice. “Please be this sweet when I introduce you to Marshall next week?” “Don’t make me drive away, y/n” his huffing audible through the phone. After checking the lights and locking your front door, you were finally out and walking toward Eren’s car, tapping on his window slightly and giving him a mocking grimace. You heard the clicking of the car doors unlocking before letting yourself in, handing him your bag as you struggled to pull the safety belt over our body.

"How come you’re being this negative about Marshall? He’s been nothing but lovely to me so far” you explained, fastening the safety belt after a few failed attempts, as Eren started the car. “You’re gonna walk into my car and not even say hello now, y/n? Really? Has your brain turned into Marshal mash or something?” he scoffed again, a bitter laughter escaping his lips. “I’m sorry, hello Eren, we’ve been on the phone like thirty times today, we’ve exchanged a bunch of texts AND I just hang up on you a few minutes ago. I thought saying hello again was redundant. Alas, how are you?” you said, raising your eyebrow to his direction. He looked back at you, his own eyebrow raised, obviously disappointed by your disregard towards him, whether fake or not. “I’m terribly offended, y/n” he protested, touching his hand to his heart. “I thought I was your best friend, your special companion, through thick and thin. Yet, you prefer that Shmarshall over me! The decadence!” he mocked, earning a fit of giggles from you. “What a show Eren!” you took your bag that was still on his lap and cupped his face with your hands. “You’re my best friend. But it’s different with Marshall. And he’s really nice, I’m sure you’ll love him!” you said as you sat up and made yourself comfortable in the car seat. Eren huffed again. “Y/n… I’m not going to love him”. You were taken aback by his comment. Sure, Eren had a tendency of not taking a particular liking to your various boyfriends, but this was usually understandable. You, somehow, always ended up with some… Let’s say questionable guys. You’ve had the occasional people who ended up ghosting you, but one thing you couldn’t deny is how you’ve ended up dating shitty guys more often than not. Eren saw right through them, long before you could. Marshall seemed to be different, but you’ve said this about a bunch of other guys. What if Eren was right again? “Listen, meet him first, and then I’ll do whatever you say. If you think he’s rubbish, I’ll dump him. Deal?” You stared at him, an expectant look on your face, but Eren’s face was completely blank. He turned the key in the engine, turning off the car. “Whoa… Big answer incoming” you joked, but the look on Eren’s face remained. “Text Armin. Tell him we’re running late” his voice grim. You questioned his demand, yet you complied, judging by his serious tone.

“You’re being too weird tonight, Eren. Did you have any special cigarettes before coming here?” you said and examined his face, touching him here and there, looking for any trace that he might be drunk or high. “Quit it, y/n!” he snapped, grabbing your hands and moving them away from his face. “Hey, hey!” you yelled back. “What’s up with you? Are you trying to scare me or something?” you pulled your hand out of his grip, crossing them both over your chest. “I’m trying to get you to listen, y/n! But you’re being impossible!” What was he even on about? The more he behaved like this, the more you wanted to leave. “I’m not up for your tantrums tonight Eren. See you around” you reached for the door handle just as you heard the distinct “click” of the doors locking. “Eren! What the actual fuck?? I’ll call the cops!” “Just shut up and listen, will you?” he banged his hands on the steering wheel, turning his gaze away from you. Crossing your arms again, you motioned to him with your head that he should go on.

“It’s just… Ugh...” he began. Great. This was going to be long. “I can’t like any of your stupid boyfriends, y/n. You’re wasting yourself and your time on a series of useless guys, who keep on fucking you, then fucking you over. You always say you’re gonna do better next time and you keep doing worse and worse and I’m right here and you act like I’m your little brother or something, you don’t even see me and I’m doing my fucking best over here only to remain unseen.” He paused, not meeting your eyes, strong hands gripping on the steering wheel. “So you’re only being nice to me because you expect me to reward you somehow?”. He looked back at you eyes filled with anger at your response. “No, y/n, this is what you gathered? I’m being nice to you because I fucking love you and because I actually give two shits about you. But you’re so fucking blind, you’d literally date anyone BUT me! You’ve even hooked up with Floch for fuck’s sake! Out of all people! What the fuck is up with that?”

You were utterly dumbfounded by his speech, not quite knowing how to react. In your experience with Eren, this was probably the closest thing you’d ever get to him conveying emotion. You felt your muscles untensing at his unexpected confession, your arms uncrossing themselves from upon your chest in an almost automatic reaction. You turned your back to the car door, fully facing Eren now as he did the same. “What is this now, y/n?” he said, still upset. “Do you really love me, Eren?” he only scoffed and rolled his eyes at you. “I’d chop my leg off if it meant you’d be happy, y/n. How can you not know this? It’s been like this since I can remember...” he admitted with an awkward smile on his face. “Eren I… I love you too but… What took you so long? Why’d you let me go out with all of these guys?” you questioned, still not quite believing you and Eren were having this conversation. “I can’t make you want me, y/n. I can only profess my intentions about you and I promise they’re good.” You contemplated his words for a while. This was so good, almost too good to be true. "Aren't you scared we might not work out? What if we break up and aren't on speaking terms afterwards? I can't not be your friend, Eren, I don't know how to..." you explained, yet Eren response was prompt, certain. "I am extremely afraid of this. It's why I've never tried to tell you this before. But I'm exhausted, y/n. I'm in love with you. Have been for ages. I can't conceal my feelings anymore. Let's give it a shot, y/n..."

Looking away from him, you spoke again. “Can I kiss you now, Eren?” he sighed, leaning his body towards yours, reaching for your lips. “I’ve been waiting for this since we were sixteen, y/n” he whispered before locking lips with yours. Everything else faded as you savoured the closeness of the kiss. Eren’s short exhales brushing over your nose, hands extending to snake around your waist, pulling you impossibly closer to him.

tiny sneak peak into the future tehe... “You stood lucky with “profess”. I’m sure you don’t know what it means.” “Judging by how you’re straddling me, I assume I used it correctly.”

[cbk1000]

Plot twist: when I'm finally able to go back to working out, I find my endurance hasn't taken a hit at all because my heart rate was going so high during the most mundane of tasks that I basically ran a marathon every day for the last three months.

[cranberrymoons]

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[vaguely-concerned]

the nature of humanity is that every so often someone boldly claims, with full hubristic confidence, "I have something completely new and original and never-before-heard to say about anders!". and every time in my head I rest my finger tenderly over their digital lips to quiet them and say "believe me when i tell you you do not"

[dayurno]

we’ve talked about nurse jean but have you ever thought about nurse kevin. have u. worlds most awkward most attentive nurse in the world. picturing him in scrubs as we speak

OF COURSE I HAVE i listen well obviously i have thought about it. first of all i am into nurse costumes with the little dresses so you can jot it down if you want, but even besides that its really cute……………. little scrubs……….. i feel like although kevin is not a nurturing person at all he would be such a good nurse, if a forceful one….. i think he would do great at telling people what to do and how to do it to get better and all things considered might even be a good nurse. plus if you hit your head really hard and ended up in a hospital and saw kevin day over you checking your vitals wouldnt you think he was an angel?

i wrote a kevjean fic once lovingly titled nurse kevin because it was about the stretch of time jean stayed in palmetto before usc where kevin kind of helped abby take care of jean’s injuries (mostly out of guilt, mostly out of a secret second reason). he was really good and diligent but not gentle at all… truly bulldozing jean back to health…. here’s a funny scene

“Don’t Kevin me, I am serious. If you hurt yourself for any reason, I will make you regret it.” He tilts Jean’s chin back, pushing the mouth of his own bottle through Jean’s lips and forcing water down. As a nurse, Kevin makes a tremendous athlete. “Drink. It’s good to get some water in you every few minutes.”

Cool water slips down his throat. A bit of it drips down the corner of Jean’s mouth, and it must soften the nasty stare he gives Kevin over the bottle. Kevin swipes it away with his thumb, squeezing Jean’s chin, and only pulls away when Jean cannot take it anymore and forcefully grips his wrist.

This is… this is babying, even for Kevin Day.

“I am not an invalid,” Jean tells him, but he is so thoroughly ignored in lieu of Kevin checking on his bandages that it doesn’t matter. “Kevin, I’m fine.”

“You’re fine when I see that you’re fine,” Kevin dismisses him. At last, he straightens up, then taps on the small of Jean’s back for him to do the same. Out of habit, and perhaps something else, Jean does as he says. “Keep your posture up. You might upset your stitches otherwise.”

SO YEAH horrible horrible nurse who does not care at all if you dont want to be healthy…… i need him. he could fix me. he did not fix jean but me for sure he would

[writhe]

i really so intensely do not understand the ~ anti kink discourse ~

[bumblingbabooshka]

'Parturition' is so brave for being the yaoi ship trope episode of Voyager. "Neelix and Tom Paris had a physical.....fight." Also continuing Tom's beautiful habit of loving both infidelity and child abandonment with all his heart. Also, wonderful out of context quote: "I had no right to push that pasta in your lap."

[todayisafridaynight]

did you ever post your thoughts on shishido on here ??

if i did i dont think i said anything major beyond 'hes neat :)'

[sysig]

Me, looking at Charm: Mm, she’s not deranged enough Me, looking at [Purple Text]: Mm, they’re not deranged enough!

Ft. an old idea (Patreon)

[tardis--dreams]

One thing you need to know about me is that I will never reblog anything that has the addition "this should be reblogged by everyone" or anything of the like.

[bredforloyalty]

i don't think we do luv i don't think we do

[thoughts-reasons]

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[cacophonylily]

I am currently reading a 1990 master's thesis analyzing the birth of the French sports press around 1850 just to be sure my depiction of Booker's life and knowledge is as historically accurate as it possibly can be.

Yep, that's right. That's the level of obsessed I've reached today.