#pls they’re SO overprotective i love them

[greg-montgomery]

BESTIE 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Under The Weather

Warnings: None really other than sick reader, fluff<3

Word count: 1.1k

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Greg Montgomery x gn!reader

A/n: I wrote this specifically for @greg-montgomery because Fay is sick and I wanted to give this to her<3. Bestie I hope you’re getting better🩷🩷.

Tags: @hotchnerbau @criminalskies @ssahotchnerr

Forever tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle

You’d had a very sore throat the last couple of days, which made you miserable.  The only thing that helped was that Aaron and Greg had been taking such good care of you.  They insisted on it.

The first day they both stayed with you, snuggling you, feeding you, giving you medicine.  They pampered you to no end.  The second day Aaron went to work and Greg stayed with you, then on the third day Greg went and Aaron stayed.

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[yailtsv]

pls do pazzi x gf!reader!!! maybe one where they’re jealous

💕

Jealous Jealous Girl - p.b & a.f

💌 Syn: some guy hits on you at their game against St. John’s and they get jealous

»»— warnings: poly!!, jealous!P, jealous!A, overprotectiveness, sexual innuendos, sexual flirting

»»— note: I loved writing this lmao

»»— word count: 1.5k

»»— pair: pazzi x gf!reader

“Do you know where my mascara is?” You ask your roommate after you have already done everything else makeup wise

“Yeah, here” she says walking into your room and handing it to you “thank you” you say taking it from her

“Mhm, you almost ready? Jackson’s gonna come over once you leave.” She tells you, mentioning her boyfriend “Do I need to stay with Paige and Azzi tonight?”

“Um yeah if you don’t mind” she says sheepishly with a red face making you giggle “alright let me talk to them and pack a bag” you respond back making her nod and walk out of your room

Hey, can I stay the night at

one of your dorms?

D1 yapper 👅🗣️

Yeah, we were already gonna ask if you wanted to come over after the game. Jana and Allie are planning on going to Teds with a few of the girls, so we’re gonna hang out at my dorm.

Is there something wrong though?

No. Jamie’s gonna have her boyfriend

over and I would like to get some sleep tonight so…

D1 yapper 👅🗣️

🤣🤣 What makes you think you’re getting sleep with us?

Ummmm….😧😧

my princess👸🏽

Don’t break her before we can even see her today Paige.

D1 yapper 👅🗣️

What did I do? 😐 why can’t I flirt with our girl 😩

my princess 👸🏽

Maybe because everytime you flirt with her she becomes a red faced stuttering mess, and she still has to make it inside Carnesecca Arena, and walk past all of the fans that are probably gonna ask for pictures.

Umm should I just…leave this conversation 😃

D1 yapper 👅🗣️

Nope. When will you get to New York?

Im just now leaving my dorm so it’ll be a little bit.

Is there some place you want to meet up?

my princess 👸🏽

Wait outside the locker room when you get here

Read at 3:30pm by you &, D1 yapper 👅🗣️

Putting your phone down you go and grab your shoes putting them on, before grabbing everything you would need to stay the night with your girlfriends and walked out the door and to your car - driving to Carnesecca Arena

While walking in to Carnesecca, Azzi was right and you did have to stop a few times to take pictures with fans but eventually you made your way to the locker room and waited outside like you were told.

After around 10 minutes of scrolling on your phone you heard two voices that you knew extremely well, walking towards the locker room door.

“Hi baby” Azzi says walking out of the locker room and immediately pulling you into a hug once she saw you

“Hi Az, Hi P” you say giving both of them a hug and a kiss “how’s your day been?” Azzi asks twirling a strand of your hair around her finger while Paige still has her arms wrapped around your waist

“Good i ran some errands and did some homework. How was your guys days?” You ask as Paige bends her head down and starts kissing down your neck

“Fine we just went to the gym, had practice and relaxed until game time” Azzi says with both you and her completely ignoring Paige and her kissing

After a little bit of talking with them and or their teammates, it was time for you to go to your seat and for the girls to go warm up.

A little bit after the game started a guy sat next to you “is this seat taken?” He asked literally after he already sat down

“Um no?” You say skeptically making him smile at you and look like he’s about to say something but you turn your head and look back at the court to see Paige staring at you with an expression that you can’t place.

Once you and Paige made eye contact, she kept it until you looked away nervously from the intense contact, making her look over to Azzi and signal her to look at you - seeing exactly what Paige saw which was you talking to a guy that checked you out everytime you looked away- actually no, he didn’t stop checking you out since he saw you in the gym doorway and decided that he was gonna sit next to you.

“You know two of the uconn players are staring at you right?” he asked while shoving popcorn into his mouth “yup, i see them” you say pulling out your phone and acting like your busy “Do you know them?” He says not getting the hint that you don’t want to talk to him “Yeah” you say in a monotone voice

“How?” He asks but gets ignored as you pretended you didn’t hear him, and then Azzi shot a three pointer making you and everyone stand up and cheer

Once you sat back down you stayed looking at the court following your team up and down the court with your eyes, Paige and Azzi have been out for the last 4 minutes taking a break - through those 4 minutes they were staring hard at you and the guy next to you

“So how do you know the team?” he asks again rubbing his finger on your thigh to get your attention. You move your thigh away from his fingers but don’t turn your head to look at him - still watching the teams run back and forth “They’re my friends” you mumble out to him, not really wanting to talk to him at all but also being weary on what you say to the man as you don’t want him to cause a scene

“How’d you meet them? Can you get me their autograph babe? He asks putting his hand directly on your thigh not moving it when you try to push it off “We go to the same school and I’ll try but I can’t promise anything, they’re gonna be really tired after the game” you say completely lying about the trying to get their autograph part - Luckily Sarah gets another three making the perfect conversation stopper

From the UConn bench it looks like your talking to the guy willingly, he is so very obviously flirting and checking you out, your also avoiding eye contact with Paige and Azzi, and they can see his arm is reached out resting on your thigh. What they can’t see from the bench + you being in the middle of a section far from the UConn bench is the discomfort on your face, the way your moving your thigh and trying to get his hand off, the way your avoiding eye contact with him purposely and only focusing on the court.

“Take a picture it’ll last longer” Jana teases Paige and Azzi from the bench making both of them take their eyes off of you and turn to Jana glaring at her

“What? You both are over here staring at her like she’s prey and you’re the predator. She loves both of you, stop being jealous.” Jana tells them before looking back towards the court.

Paige and Azzi turn their heads to look at each other, communicating through their eyes before Geno tells them he’s subbing them back into the game.

After the game and line up all the fans started making their way out except for you and now your shadow “hey, let’s go get coffee or somethin. On me.” He says putting his hand on the small of your back

“Actually that’s not gonna happen.” Paige says coming from behind you and wrapping her arms around your waist pulling you into her chest and away from the guy. Azzi standing right beside her.

“Oh wait Paige, Azzi yooo you guys played awesome tonight.” He said holding his hand out to dap them up

Paige and Azzi both just looked at his hand then to his face making him realize they’re not gonna shake his hand, and he slowly puts his hand down

“Oh um alright. Well if you don’t mind I’m trying to ask this pretty girl out” he said trying to get Paige and Azzi to leave

“Actually we do mind” Azzi says sassily “she’s our girlfriend, she’s not available for you” Paige cuts in pulling you into her more

“Oh uhhh” the guy kinda has a shocked face not really knowing what to say or do “if YOU don’t mind, we’re gonna go and spend time with OUR girlfriend.” Paige says with her voice dripping in jealousy

Her nor Azzi gave him a chance to say anything more and just turned around guiding you in front of them, leaving the guy just standing there with his jaw dropped.

Paige and Azzi haven’t said anything since you guys left that guy on the stairs. They guided you to the locker room and to the car all in silence - the 2 1/2 hour car ride home was also silent.

Right when you guys reached the dormitory and made your way to Paige��s, Paige pushed you into the dorm with her and Azzi following you into the room. Paige leans over Azzi to shut and lock the door before turning around and looking you in the eye “Go to my bedroom, strip, and wait on the bed” Paige demands making you look at both of them and then slowly walk to her bedroom, already knowing how the nights gonna go

@melpthatsme @rebecca-woso

[astropookie]

planets on your IC and your traumas

aot

don’t take this seriously pls. these are general observations, depends on the aspects, degrees and your whole chart to be more specific.

mars on IC: in your childhood you’ve watched a lot of fights and then love gestures -like kisses and hugs-. you saw your parents/people who lived with you being really unstable and contradicting in their actions. you could have felt really worried of how impatient they were and how they suddenly they acted like they did nothing. that’s why you’re so cautious/defensive about others response.

sun on IC: you could have looked a lot for your family’s acceptance. you could have felt the need to mold your personality according to your family’s wishes. a mother figure could have been more present. you could have been overprotected or too shy to socialize. you easily run out of your social battery. major introvert.

moon on IC: in your childhood one of your parents/loved ones could have not gave you what you needed to feel emotionally secure. you didn’t feel understood or seen when your were a child. mother could have been too focused on their child’s life. strong emotional connection with mother. you could have felt too much and bottled it up -depends on other placements-.

venus on IC: you idealize your family and home, you focus on how it should be bc you’re scared of change in relationship terms. you tend to lean on and keep relationships -friendship, romantic, family, etc.- that had been in your life for a long time, doesn’t matter if they’re toxic, just bc it’s more “easy”, “comfortable” or you tell yourself “it has always been like this why would I change it” -something like that-.

neptune on IC: your childhood’s environment wasn’t the best. you could have felt alone, as if the people/parents who lived with you weren’t there. they gave you too much freedom or one of your parents were absent -emotionally, physically-. you could have felt the need to lock yourself in your own world to not see what was happening in reality. didn’t felt connected to your family or home. you kinda wish to not have raised yourself.

uranus on IC: there was always something happening in your childhood. you could have felt you didn’t have a home even though you had one. your parent could have been eccentric -or pretty normal- or had “rare” habits compare to others. or you could be the eccentric one in your family. could have felt like an outsider. like jupiter on IC, you could have moved around a lot but bc of an unstable household.

pluto on IC: there was/is a lot of tension in your home. you were domineering by your parents/people who lived with you and you tended to shut up and let them be. your parents or siblings could have abused their power and used it against you or for their benefit. even though your home’s toxic you care so much for the people who live there. you have a strong bond with your family. there’s so much control coming from your parents.

jupiter on IC: you could have changed houses a lot and bc of that had to adapt to different cultures -open minded-. your parents had/have a lot of influence in your life, they could be the reason you had a high quality education. you need to have a busy social life to rest from your parents. you could have a different mentality comparing to the ones on your household. issues with parents -depends on the aspect but mostly-.

mercury on IC: your beliefs are highly influenced by your family. your family’s values have a high influence in your decisions. you could have spent a lot of time thinking about your family dynamic -mercury can represent were’s your mind at-. you could have been a curious child. also pretty anxious. you could have being criticized constantly in your household and as a kid you could have criticized yourself too.

saturn on IC: you could have felt you couldn’t trust your parents. strict household. your parents could have been too harsh on you and didn’t provide emotional security. they had a lot of expectations towards you and that’s why you could have felt frustrated when you didn’t achieve what they wanted. you could have taken care of responsibilities that you werent supposed to took care of at a very young age.

extras

taurus IC: everyone had to have the last word and where stubborn asf -when I remember my childhood-.

virgo IC: too analytical and were really strict, parents or the ones who lived with you were looking for what you’ve done “wrong” or out of the line.

mars retrograde transit square natal mercury: short-tempered, that’s it. I was feeling too much out of nowhere, didn’t know where all this bothersome came from. MY MIND PLS. in a situation, all my overthinking thoughts, my traumas, my anxiety, gets triggered and or I get mad and anxious bc i ran into conclusions without thinking, as if every situation pushes a bottom that reminds me of something from the past and I get in an alert mode. like BISH STAWP why are you being so defensive 😭

(*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ/ᐠ - ˕ -マ.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ♡ ⋆ ˖ ݁ . ₍^⸝⸝> ·̫ <⸝⸝ ^₎ ༘⋆૮꒰ྀི⸝⸝> . <⸝⸝꒱ྀིა ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ૮₍˶ •. • ⑅₎ა

♡ Based on personal experience and what I’ve analyzed in my surroundings.

♡ English is not my first language.

♡ I’m not a profesional astrologer.

Thank youu. baibaiii🫣🫶🏼💋

Do not copy. Please give me credits.

[anakinstwinklebunny]

Okay imagine dilf!Anakin getting you pregnant and despite your controversial age gap shows your bump off whenever he can. Family dinner? He’s personally coming behind you and pulling your shirt back a bit to enunciate your bump. Not allowed to go swimming without him making you wear the tiniest bikini, show off that little bump. Oh and don’t forget the overprotectiveness.

He takes off his prosthetic arm when he’s cuddling you in fear of hurting your bump no matter how big or small it is, he’s completely obsessed. And don’t get me started on how he’d act when the baby finally comes

- 🌺

Author's note: nonnie I've missed you!!! PLS THIS IS AWESOME GIVE ME MORE TILL I PASS OUT also thank you @lacebird for feeding me with this photo above, I'm salivating..

DILF!ANAKIN lives for the fact that he got you pregnant, and he makes it his personal mission to highlight that fact every chance he gets. He's just so obsessed with how your belly swells, how radiant you look every day (even tho you literally vomit, have swing moods - that man loves it all) he can't bring himself to hide it.

So when it comes to family dinners, you barely even sit down before his large hands are all over you, smoothing down your shirt like he’s straightening a pure masterpiece. “Come here, baby,” he murmurs, sliding behind you - palms possessively framing your bump. And he doesn’t stop there since it's Anakin we talk about. Those long fingers lifting the hem of your shirt just enough to expose the gentle swell of your belly before his hands just sprawls all over it, trying to feel you skin-to-skin

But it's worse if he's doing it before your or his family - you’re all mortified, cheeks burning with embarrassment he apparently doesn't feel but it’s not like you can stop him. If anything, the smug grin on his face grows even more when he notices how flustered you are. “What?” he teases but before your pretty lips can even open to scold him, he's all leaning down, pressing gentle kiss to this sweet spot on your neck, mouth by your ear - "c'mon, can't have you hiding all the time now, right? Have to show up my perfect treasure"

Swimming? Do not even think about wearing something that hides you. Anakin has you in bikinis so small you feel naked. He sits by the pool, legs spread wide, eyes locked on you through the sunglasses as if to make sure you're all safe. Hand rests on his thigh, thumb twitching like he’s stopping himself from dragging you back out of the water.

“Turn around, angel,” he calls out, tone of his voice making you blush, spreading this heat over your body. When you do, he smirks like he’s won the greatest prize ever “Beautiful,” he adds

And at night? Oh, you thought cuddling would be normal? Think again. Before you even get comfortable, Anakin’s already taking off his bionic arm. You'd roll your eyes every time, but he's all shaking his head, acting so serious

“No way,” he said “What if I accidentally press too hard? Not happening.” He settles behind you, pulling you against his chest, real hand immediately spreading over your swollen bump. Lips finding your delicate spot on your shoulder and it's where he's all murmuring to the baby, fingers stroking so softly over the curve of your tummy, drawing circles and shapes over the spots where the baby moved lately

“Gonna be the second most beautiful girl in the whole world - right after your momma..One queen, one princess - both already having daddy wrapped around their fingers"

And when the baby comes, he’s absolutely wrecked, usual cocky behavior replaced with something painfully tender. He holds them like they’re the most fragile, precious thing in the galaxy. He holds them so gently yet firmly out of fear to break it or lost it from his arms “Hey there, little one,” he whispers, brushing a finger along their tiny cheek.

Yet he never forgets you. Not for a second. After putting the baby down for a nap, he'd be all yours, pulling you into his lap like you weigh nothing. “Do you even realize what you’ve done?” he asks quietly, hand moves to your belly -- still soft and round post-pregnancy -- and he pressed a tender, loving kiss to your forehead, then to your cheeks, lips, nose, eyebrows, eyelids, jawline, neck

“You gave me everything, baby,” he murmurs. “And I’ll spend the rest of my life making sure you know it.”

And because he’s Anakin, he won’t stop touching you - lips on your temple, hands cradling your waist, fingers brushing over the swell of your belly as if he’s already thinking about doing it all over again. But the most important thing is that he's there - all supportive, all understanding, giving you all the time you want to get back to your state before pregnancy (but let's be honest, his emotions towards you won't change because of your body)

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[sttoru]

Can v pls have Geto who takes care of reader's hair coz she hasn't been caring for it much coz of missions?

(:°з」∠)

𝝑𝑒 synopsis. taking care of yourself while undergoing a whole lot of stress because of missions can be a pain in the ass. that’s why you have your lover with you.

tags. geto suguru x female reader. fluff, sprinkle of angst, a little bit suggestive. suguru is in love and a bit flirty. hair type is not specified. reader gets called ‘sweetheart, pretty, baby’.

“sweetheart,” suguru lets out a gentle sigh. he doesn’t like it when you’re assigned countless of missions. that means you’ll forget to take care of yourself and he hates it. so, here he is again, on the couch, legs spread with you sitting on the floor between them.

you’re looking guilty. you don’t wish to worry your lover, but sometimes you get too carried away. the missions assigned to you by the higher ups are indeed tiring. this time you’ve forgotten to take care of your hair. it’s a hassle to neatly put it together every morning, “i’m sorry.”

“no, no. no apologies,” suguru shakes his head. you’re not the one who needs to be sorry. the higher ups should be. jujutsu society should be. they’re slowly ruining you, his beloved, and it’s eating away at him.

he clenches his jaw and his eyes darken for a second. his hands stop tending to your hair. suguru is more than just mad. he’s starting to get overprotective, angry at the world, at the non-sorcerers who always need sav—

“suguru?”

your voice snaps him out of his daze. suguru quickly changes facial expressions. from an frustrated one to a sweet one. the one he always wears when you’re around. you bring out his caring side and always will, no matter how much he drowns in his dark thoughts.

“sorry, pretty,” suguru chuckles lovingly. his love for you is the only thing keeping him sane. he pushes your hair to the side, exposing the nape of your neck. he kisses the exposed skin softly—leaving a trail of kisses down your spine, “i just wish you’d take care of yourself better.”

you pout. suguru always says that. he’s always the one to take care of the mess you’ve made of yourself when you come back home. you wrap your arms around his leg and nuzzle your cheek against his inner thigh, “i promise i’ll do better next time.”

the long haired sorcerer lets out a short, light-hearted laugh. his hand pats your head while his lips relieve your tensed muscles, kissing back and forth between your shoulders and neck. “are you really? or are you just saying so to make me stop nagging at you,” suguru teases, tongue licking a stripe from your earlobe to your helix.

you huff, embarrassed because you know he’s right. “i’ll try to, ‘kay?” you flutter your eyelashes at suguru and he immediately gives in. he smiles, a smile that reaches his sharp eyes, and he nods in satisfaction. “as long as you try, baby, then it’s fine with me.”

suguru will always be there to take care of you if you can’t do it yourself. no matter what.

[silly-little-gooses]

the Hawthorne as middle aged fathers pls

BWAHAHAHA THIS IS SO FUNNY OML

Jameson ~ I’ve said this before but he doesn’t have dad jokes, he has dad riddles. He’s the dad that loves to embarrass his kids in front of their friends, tease his kids about their crushes, and try to keep up with the youths trends but fail miserably. He’s the dad that attends every sports game, every school play, everything and is always cheering the loudest. He seems like the fun, chill dad but can be very overprotective at times.

Grayson - his kids (and assuming partner) are the only ones who can make him soft. He still carries his trauma from his childhood, but refuses to let it interfere with his relationship with his children. He’s the dad to push you for greatness and allow you to struggle, but also will be there if you fail. He would do anything for his family. He may seem strict or mean at times, but it’s all out of love and concern.

Xander - I personally think that Xander and Max wouldn’t have any kids. Instead, they’re the cool, rich, hot aunt and uncle. Xander is the uncle at barbecues that allows you a few sips of his beer. He’s the uncle that takes his nieces and nephews to do crazy stuff but always return them with no scratches or bruises of any kind. He’s more of a best friend than a parental figure. He would use his nieces and nephews as test experiments for his machines and stuff. Some would get scared, but he would offer them ice cream, candy, or toys and he’d get them to do it.

Nash - the best dad of them all. He raises his kids to be honest, humble, and kind. Yes, he will brutally harm any person who tries to harm his kids and then turn around and tell his kids to always have patience. Believe it or not, Nash is a huge worrier as a dad. He’s always worried if his kid is safe, happy, healthy, etc. He’s not usually an anxious person, but when it comes to his kids, he definitely is. He’s the dad that refuses to shave his mustache and listens to “dad country” (if you know, you know.)

that’s all, tysm for the request! <333

[sugar-coat-it]

HI <3 congrats on 500!!!!!!

Teenage dream (my beloved)

NSFW: A & B

SFW: S (dying to know)

Pls just pick & choose whichever too lol. Love ur work sm

THANK YOUUUU <3 <3 im going to do all three 🤭

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

He’s sooo attentive and sweet after sex. He doesn’t really know what he’s doing at first, but he’s trying! It’s never just going to sleep, they’re usually up and talking for a while afterward and raiding the kitchen for a late-night snack. Unless they’ve really been going at it and totally tired each other out, which does happen sometimes. But he’s got the cuddling part down, he’s so happy to hold her for as long as she wants and tell her how amazing she is and how he can’t wait to do it again. He gets a bit emotional after sex sometimes so he needs the closeness as much as she does. I think he’d be so giddy over the opportunity to take a shower with her after sex because it feels so grown up to him

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On him, I think his favorite body part would be his hands. He thinks the fact that he has callouses from his guitar strings is “wicked”, so he’s proud of them. He has fairly long fingers too, which he prides himself on for… other reasons (he really likes fingering her slowly so he can fully feel how deep he’s going inside of her)

His favorite body part on girlie is her tits. Basic, but he’s obsessed with them. Even when they’re just cuddling he wants to slip his hand up her shirt and feel them a little. We already talked about how he uses them to warm his hands too. He doesn’t just like them because they’re fun to touch though, he loves giving them attention when they’re getting intimate. If her bra is off, his mouth is usually on her tits within seconds, he loves sucking on them, especially while she’s playing with his hair.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He’s definitely not overprotective! He actually loves to see girlie go outside of her comfort zone, especially because he’s usually the one pestering her to do something crazy with him. He doesn’t want to limit her, but he’ll be straight up if he thinks she’s making a bad decision. He better not hear anyone talking bad about her at school, that’s when he’s at his most protective, and he will show it. ESPECIALLY when it’s shit talk from other guys.

He doesn’t want to admit that he ever needs to be protected, but he secretly appreciates it when she keeps him from doing something too stupid or getting himself in trouble. Despite his grumbling, he knows she’s right, like when she stopped him from attempting a rail slide on his skateboard while drunk.

[11queensupreme11]

queen! i must know what anubis is like as a yandere 👀👀… and his kinks pls 😭

kinks are already done, so i'll do the first one!!!

ANUBIS

Possessive yandere: Some can be extremely possessive and just see the darling as theirs, while others go beyond that and see their darling as an actual possession rather than their own person. Their darling is just an object that belongs to them, all thoughts and feelings mean little to nothing. (10/10)

Obsessive yandere: These guys are absolutely fixated on their darling and they want to know, or already know, everything about them. They’re the type to jot down everything they learn about their darling. They might stalk them just so they can keep looking at their face and steal their belongings so they can have a piece of them. (8/10)

Overprotective yandere: These guys are overprotective af. They coddle their darling and might even go so far as to infantilize them. These guys tend to take away certain (or all) freedoms just for the sake of keeping their darling safe. (9/10)

Delusional yandere: Opposite of a lucid one. These types of yanderes believe that their darling actually loves them. Hits or insults will go over their heads and they'll be unable to understand that their darling genuinely hates them. (7/10)

Reverent yandere: These are the worshippers. They see their darling as a god(dess) or some other higher being. These guys are the type to do and give anything their darling wants... except giving them their freedom, of course. (4/10)

Training yandere: Oh god. In my opinion, these are the worst. These guys literally brainwash and mentally break their darling into loving them. They use manipulation, punishments, and other methods to mold their darling into what they want. Psychological abuse, physical abuse, sexual abuse, they'll go to any lengths to 'train' them. (3/10)

Dependent yandere: Cannot do anything without their darling. They're just too dependent and clingy towards them. They're also most likely to have a submissive personality and constantly need their darling's full attention or else they'd break. They'll insert themselves into their lives whether they like it or not. (6/10)

[little-miss-dilf-lover]

okay i am back with thoughts, my love ✨

okay okay, hear me out with no judgement pls i am a freak.

i'm such a SUCKER for a good 'damsel in distress' plot. i don't mean utterly helpless female character…no no no…simply super duper strong and protective male character…

like FUCK…guard dog vibes!

and yk who gives those vibes?! say it with me….Tangerine and Logan! HDJSNFFBGHFHHTT screaming crying throwing up i need them to punch someone for me.

it would turn me on heal me so badlyy.

like wdym you started a bar fight for me bc some guy said something mean about me, Logan? wdym you threatened to kill someone who looked at me wrong, Tan?!

yes pleaseeee😍

…am i the only one seeing the vision? or has this been discussed and i just wasn't aware? i just love an overprotective boyfriend vibe! but protective and NOT possessive. like let me be myself but protect me from anyone who tries to harm me…don't be a controlling dick 😔

(i fear they would both (tangerine and logan) also have a hint of possessiveness but i choose to ignore that)

okay, love you darling! i hope you had a good nights rest 💗

YEAAAAAA FOR THOUGHTS BC I LOVE EM

this is forever a no judgement zone

YUUUP YUP ME TOO!!!! like shes just an ordinary average kinda girl but he’s so excessively ‘the protector’ that it makes her seem like the damsel but she doesn’t act like the damsel. that makes sense right ?? like when talking about size kink describing how big he is and not how small she is

tan and logan are such guard dogs ITS MAKING WE WEAK IN THE PUSS. okay this might sound completely unhinged but you know those cringe (sorry) families that act like wolves and stand behind the alpha😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 I picture our boys like that. but they’re behind and they’re like the readers protective shadow

and they assess everything, always looking around to make sure you’re safe in public, stand in front of you when using your phone, holding your drink when you go to the toilet, walks on the outside of the pavement FUCK I GOTTTA STOP BC I WILL IMPLODE

big fat yes to the being protective and not possessive!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they have a teeny tiny small cute little streak of possessiveness but they’re sweeties so it makes it okay LMAO

anything to do with body guards or guard dogs or protector & protected makes me actually throb. something about it goddamn😋

love you and I did, hope you did too (even though this is a bunch of hours later😭😭😭)

[wazzasauce]

au jumpscare

finally figured out the designs for these losers yippee!!!! this is basically just a Draxum raised raph and mikey au but also he’s a good dad and loves his weird little green kids that are named after mf elements 💕💕💕💓💗💖💖💥💥‼️‼️

um yeah so!! i am still figuring out a name for this au but i have a couple of ideas, if i can’t figure it out I might make a poll if some people r interested so far 😼😼

ok idk what else to say now yahoo 👍👍 here’s some other sketches and ideas n shit

not a lot of drawings of draxum because idk how to draw his ass!!!

anyway here’s some notes for now

- rhodium goes by he/she

- mercury goes by he/they

- mercury drew the little flames +designs on rhodium’s mask and arm wrappings (they also drew his own design on his mask so they could match!!1!!1!1)

- rhodium and mercury have a very similar relationship compared to that of the og show, they’re both very loving and like physical touch, but rhodium can be very overprotective of mercury (especially bc he’s kinda like physically weaker in this au compared to the show) and mercury can get really annoyed by that

- regardless, they’re still really close, and rhodium knows that mercury can handle himself, she just can’t stop the older sister instincts yk

- rhodium can summon her tonfas, but doesn’t really need them for fighting, since he prefers his own hands over using weapons

- they’re both pretty advanced in mystic shit so far, like end-of-first-season to middle-of-second-season kinda

- they’re both aware that they had two other brothers, but they very tragically are dead (lmao false)

- mercury does graffiti in the hidden city and sometimes on the surface advertising about draxums plan to end humans or something

- they refuse to clean the paint stains on their mask because it fits his aesthetic (lol what a loser)

- mercury does have a tail i just forgot to draw it lmao my bad!!!

- a majority of their scars come from them being clumsy idiots and the others are from training (none were caused by draxum except like one technically)

- combined iq of 3

- both make decisions pretty much entirely based off of emotions 👍👍

- they loev each other yay 🫶🫶 i love healthy sibling relationships

- rhodium still loves plushies!!! she is such a goofy goober

k that’s all i got wahoo

everyoen pls like these idiots i will cry

[stars-of-kyber]

Oh how I absolutely loved the Kanthony + 38 prompt. Thank you thank you thank you!!!

Just one request pls pls pls - can we see this same prompt but with a role reversal I.e., with Kate being the one fainting and after they’re dating? Pls - it would make my whole year 🥹🤌🫶

Hello anon!

Thank you very much! I'm so glad you liked it!

Just lemme say that this got a bit out of hand... But I think it's cute so I hope you like it! I called it This Time We're Falling Together

This is a kind of Sequel to This story! It's better if you read that and then this, but it can be read as a standalone as well!

Enjoy this mess!

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Kathani Sharma’s fiancé was annoying and overprotective. And a hoverer. And a bloody hypocrite.

She loved the man with all her heart, really did, but by God, sometimes he did his damnedest to irritate her!

She had a nasty stomach bug, courtesy of little Augie Basset. Simon had been really sick and Daphne called Kate desperately, begging her soon-to-be sister-in-law to watch the baby as she took her husband to the A&E. The younger woman was aware that Kate was home from the gallery and she knew Kate wanted to rest and see some details about her upcoming wedding. Daph would never bother Kate on her free day if there was another option but her mother was also down with something and Augie's usual sitter was out of the country on holiday. It was down to her or Eloise by this point. 

Kate really didn't mind. She loved her soon-to-be nibbling and Augie was a delightful little thing. At 10 months old, he was trying to stand on his feet and he was starting to try and form words. She secretly rejoiced the chance to have some one-on-one time to try and get the boy to say something similar to "Auntie Katie" before he said "Uncle Ant". She was already at a disadvantage since her fiancé's name was already much easier for a baby to babble than hers. She needed all the time she could get.

Newton was always excited when Augie was around. The first time she took him to Violet's for family brunch after Augie had been born, Kate was a bit scared the dog and the baby might not mingle well. Newton could be rough when he was excited and the puppy could feel left out with much of the attention on the new baby. 

Turns out her worries were for nothing. Newton had wiggled his little chubby butt all the way to where the four-month-old was resting in his carrier. Kate held on tight to the leash, in case her dog did something that might hurt Auggie and Simon was standing close as he told her to let him take a sniff. And so Newton did. He smelled the baby curiously for a few moments before realising it was friendly and giving it a nice sloppy lick to the head, to little Augie's delight. And that had been that. 

Unfortunately, Augie was fussy the entire afternoon. He cried whenever Kate tried to set him down, clinging to her T-shirt with little chubby fingers, and he hadn't taken much of the bottle she had tried to feed him. Her sister-in-law had informed Kate he had been sickly the past week but he had been to his paediatrician and was slowly getting better, so Kate hadn't been much phased. 

Anthony had come home that day to find his fiancée on the couch with his nephew cuddling into her chest, both of them as asleep as it would get, Newton had wiggled himself at the crook of her arm, his snout pressed against the baby's side as he wagged his tail to Anthony. 

In the end, Simon had a stomach bug, Daphne had thanked her profusely for watching Augie all afternoon and Anthony had sent a photo of Kate, Augie and Newton to the family group chat with the caption 'Who's babysitting who?', which had prompted a long discussion on how clearly the corgi was the one true nanny in the pic. It had been a lovely afternoon.

A few days later, Kate woke up with a sore body, a dry mouth and nausea rolling over her in waves. She bolted from bed, the world threatening to collapse under her wobbly legs, and emptied the meagre content of her stomach into the toilet, Anthony following behind her with a worried frown already twisting his face. 

Apparently, the stomach bug Augie Basset had passed to his father and grandmother and had gotten Kate too. She and all of the inhabitants of Bridgerton House but Hyacinth, although Anthony assured her his baby sister almost never got sick at all. She hadn't gotten chickenpox the summer three of her siblings had it and she was the only member of the family who had never been down with the flu. Apparently, the only health-related issues Hyacinth Bridgerton was capable of having were self-inflicted ones, such as a broken arm and some stitches to the head. 

According to Violet, Eloise had taken control of the upstairs bathroom, Greg was curled into a ball under his comforter with stomach cramps, and Frannie was running a temperature and couldn't keep any food down. Hyacinth had already called her big brother to take her out to eat because she couldn't stand living off chicken soup and crackers anymore and Violed did not allow the 10-year-old to run the cooker without adult supervision, and no one close to adulthood was in any condition of doing so. 

Kate could relate. The idea of a nice meal that wasn't clear broth or toast seemed wonderful in her head, although her stomach protested at the thought. She'd taken some sick days, to Benedict's most utter delight. But she'd only done it because apparently whatever Augie gave her spread pretty easily and she couldn't risk contaminating other people but Anthony's brother would not hear of it. 

"First, the two of you are using all your holiday leave and now Kate's even taking sick days!" He had laughed through the call. "Love really can perform miracles, I guess." 

The day Benedict discovered Kate and Anthony were planning to travel abroad for their honeymoon, he'd stared at her as if they'd told him they had decided to quit their jobs and move to Antarctica. 

"What?" She asked with a raised eyebrow as Ben stared open-mouthed. 

"I'm sorry, did you just say you talked to Mr Griphins about using your holiday leave after the wedding?" 

"I'm going on my honeymoon." She scoffed, turning back to the planner in front of her. "We're going to travel." 

"Willingly?!" Kate blinked at her future brother-in-law as if he had gone crazy. "Both you and Anthony are willingly using all your holiday leave?"

"I'm not that bad!" 

"When was the last time you took a holiday?" Ben interrupted before she could reply. "That wasn't either mandatory or an emergency?" Suddenly, her shoes became quite interesting and Benedict couldn't even decipher what was her reply. "Come again?" 

"I haven't, alright?!" She rolled her eyes, throwing her hands up in exasperation. "But we are going. We're taking a tour around Italy, all the way from Piemonte to Sicily. We're going skiing and wine-tasting and seeing beautiful art and eating great food." 

"That sounds fishy. Does Anthony know that?"

"He suggested it." 

"He what?!"

Kate's boss had also been shocked when he got a call from her saying she needed to use up some of her sick days. Was everything okay? Was she in the hospital? Did someone die? 

Kate might be a bit too hard on herself, but she refused to be a health hazard. So she stayed curled in bed, feeling her body begin building up a temperature but too tired and aching to actually get up and check. Her stomach was in knots and only taking toast with a little smear of marmalade and a very softened version of Mary's Chicken noodles soup. 

Anthony had worked from home the first day Kate came down with her stomach bug and he had tried to take some days off to take care of her, but his fiancée had categorically refused. There was very little he'd be able to do from home. The doctors had told both Simon and Violet during their visits to the A&E that it was viral and the way to treat it was to rest, have plenty of fluids, some rest, some vitamin C, and rest and try to eat as much as you could and rest. Did she mention rest? Because her body seemed like it had been run over by a truck and she was exhausted. 

There was no logical reason for Anthony to miss work. She'd probably just sleep all day long, getting up to go to the loo before rushing back to the comfort of the bed and the less contact between them, the better, before Anthony ended up sick himself. Kate had promised she'd call him in case there was anything wrong, which they both knew she wouldn't do unless she was actually really close to dying. 

So Anthony had gone to work after forcing her to take the vitamin tablet and leaving a big bottle of Pedialyte on the nightstand, telling her that bottle better be empty when he called to check on her around lunchtime and that she was supposed to check in as often as she could. Behind her back, he had scheduled with Mary to come to the flat to make sure Kate was alive and breathing, refill her water and try to get her to eat. Maybe it was vengeance from when she had forced him to call a family member after their disastrous first date. 

He would pay for that. Not right at that moment, but when she had enough energy to get out of bed, she'd definitely make him pay.

The first few days went by in a blur of exhausted sleep, constant trips to the toilet and stomach pain, but by the 6th day, things were slowly but surely starting to come back to normal. 

Despite this, she was still barely keeping anything down and she was still tired, sometimes dizzy, but she could spend more time awake and walk around the house without feeling like she'd walked all the way to India and back when she reached the sofa. 

And that's how she found herself alongside Anthony as he took Newton for a short walk on a Saturday morning. Her fiancé, as overprotective as always, had tried to talk her into staying home. 

"I need fresh air, Anthony!" She complained, groaning as she leaned down to fit her trainers into her feet. "I've been cooped up here all week, I'm losing my mind! I want to see the sky." 

"The sky is as cloudy and grey as always, you can see it from the window." Anthony scoffed. "And we live in London, there's no such thing as fresh air." 

Still, Kate was bundled up in her jacket next to him as they strolled down the sideway, her hand tugged into his arm, Newton's leash around his hand, the chubby little pup wiggling his butt as he stopped to sniff every single plant and lamppost he found. 

"I'm going back to work on Monday." She told him decisively. 

"Are you sure you're well enough for that?" He asked, his face twisted in concern. Kate knew Anthony worried about her just as much as she worried about him. They were both workaholics who tended to ignore their own bodies' needs and demands until they actively broke down, too sick to actually keep going. And because she knew that, she knew her fiancé was just as bad as she was when sick. "You need to rest."

"You wanted to work three days after getting your appendix removed, Anthony." She rolled her eyes at him. "You're the last person who can lecture me on this."

"You're still barely being able to keep anything down." Anthony continued as if she hadn't said anything. "And don't think I don't know you're still feeling some pain in your stomach."

"I'm much better now." 

"You've been living on toast and marmalade for a week." He raised his eyebrow, offering his fiancée a pointed look. 

"That's not true." She scoffed. "I managed to eat strawberry jam instead of marmalade yesterday and I didn't throw up." 

"Oh, alright, now you're so much better!" He rolled his eyes, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I don't know why I was worried at all." 

"I'll be fine, okay?" She pulled herself closer to his side, enjoying the way he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "I'm already feeling much better." It wasn't a straight-out lie, she did feel better. The much more part was a big exaggeration, though, and she knew her fiancé could see it as well. 

 "I'm just worried about you," Anthony said, kissing the top of her head gently. "I can't stand the thought of anything happening to you."

"Nothing's going to happen to me, you silly man." Kate laughed as she kissed his cheek and pulled away, bending down to help Newton, who had managed to tangle his lead on his little legs in his excitement to chase after some pigeons. "You're not getting rid of us that easily, Mr Bridgerton. We're here to stay, isn't that right, Newty?" The corgi barked at the sound of his name as if agreeing to what his owner said. 

"Good, I put that ring on your finger for a reason." Anthony extended his hand and Kate took it, letting him pull her to her feet. 

Nope, big mistake, Kate thought as the edges of her vision faded. She rose way too quickly and her vision turned even darker the moment she was standing on her own two feet. She clutched at Anthony, who, by the look on his face, had noticed something was wrong. 

"Kate?" His voice sounded way too far away from her ears as she tried to blink back the spots that were swarming her sight. "Kate!”

And then everything went black.

Kate came back to herself slowly, dizzy and a little nauseous, with a throbbing pain burning against her temple. She was laying on the hard, cobblestone floor of the park. The flaps of her coat, which had been previously quite snug across her chest, were zipped open, making Kate shiver with the wind. Newton was next to her face, sniffing at her and licking the skin of her cheek.

"Stop..." Her voice was weak as she tried to move her hand to push the dog away from her only to find out that her wrist was securely in her fiancé's hand as he murmured something she couldn't really understand under his breath. Her poor, stressed-out fiancé looked like he was very close to having a panic attack. His eyes were wide, and all blood seemed to have left his face. Kate could feel the way his hands were shaking as he tried to feel her pulse. "Anthony..."

"Kate! Kate, are you listening to me?" He came closer to her face, his hands feeling her cheeks. "Kate, please..."

"Newton's licking me." She whined in a weak tone, closing her eyes again. Her head just hurt so bad. But, at least, the dog’s attention stopped. "What happened?" 

"You fainted." He told her sternly, the words hitching with fear. "You were fine one moment and the next you went pale and the next thing I knew you collapsed against me." Kate tried to move, to push her body upwards towards a sitting position but Anthony just pushed her shoulders right back. "Stay down." 

"M'fine." She grumbled but laid her head back on the concrete anyway, licking her dry lips.

"Yeah, sorry for not believing that at the moment since you said that and then you fainted right after." Anthony scoffed, reaching for his phone. "You're going to lay there until I get the ambulance here." 

"No, Anthony!" She reached for the phone in his shaking hands with sluggish moves and clammy fingers. "No ambulance."

"Will you just stay down, please?" His tone was at least an octave higher as he held her down. "You fainted, I'm pretty sure that calls for an ambulance." 

"My blood pressure just dropped." Kate closed her eyes, breathing deeply, feeling the dizziness slowly start to ebb away. "No need for an ambulance for that." Kate opened her eyes to see him still with the phone in his hand. "Oh, for God's sake, Anthony. I'll let you take me to the hospital, just put that phone away!" 

"You'll go without complaint?" He asked her with a raised eyebrow, his thumb hovering over the call button. "You're not going to get home and tell me you're fine and refuse to go?" 

 "I promise." Anthony studied her face for a moment, trying to see if she was being honest, and seemed satisfied with what he saw there. His hand drew back from the button, locking his phone and shoving it back into the front pocket of his trousers. "Can I sit up now?" 

"No, staying lying down just a bit longer." 

Anthony didn't even allow her to go up their flat when they returned from the park, his arm placed carefully around her for support in case she were to feel dizzy again. He just unlocked the car and told her to wait inside while he dropped Newton upstairs and picked up her bag and some water for her parched mouth. 

The A&E was as loud and busy as ever, but it did not take that long for them to be sitting in front of an older man with greying hair and heavy-rimmed speckles resting on his nose.  

"How can I help you today, Miss..." He looked at the computer screen on his table. "Sharma?" 

"I have a stomach bug." She told the doctor with a humourless smile. The man just raised an eyebrow at her. "I've been having some symptoms for about a week and..."

"She fainted in the park." Anthony interrupted her, making her roll her eyes, the doctor looking between the two of them. 

"I was getting to that, thank you, Anthony." She huffed. "My blood pressure dropped when I got up too fast. But my fiancé is worried, so now we're here."

"Alright..." The man blinked, his gaze flickering between the two of them for a moment before clearing his throat. "You said your symptoms began last week?"  

"About Monday, yes." Kate nodded. "I was babysitting our nephew on Friday and he had a stomach bug, passed it around for half the family." 

"Yes, kids are usually the best vectors for these things." He typed something down before looking back at her. "And apart from dizziness, any other symptoms?" 

"I mean, just the usual. Some stomachache, my body hurts and I've been really tired. And the nausea, I've thrown up a bit." Anthony scoffed and Kate glared at him. "Would you like to do my medical consultation for me, Anthony?" 

"She hasn't been able to keep anything other than toast for a week." He told the doctor, who went back to his typing. 

"And chicken noodle soup," Kate added, but the doctor didn't exactly look impressed at that. 

"And you fainted." 

"Yes."

"Was it a strong dizziness or did you lose consciousness?" 

"I... um... I blacked out for a bit, yes." The doctor wrote some more into his computer. 

"And for how long were you unconscious?" Kate opened her mouth to reply, closed it and turned to Anthony. 

"For about a minute." He told the doctor. 

"Right." The doctor pulled away from the table and stood. "If you could hop onto the exam table..." 

The doctor listened to her chest, checked her eyes and mouth, and palpated her abdomen, asking Kate to tell him if it hurt. Throughout all of it, Anthony was staring at her, a worried little frown carved into his features and it did not ease once Kate was down from the table, sitting back next to him, her hand reaching out to grab his with a gentle squeeze. 

"All the symptoms would match a stomach bug, but I'd like to run a few tests, just to be safe." The man pushed his glasses up his nose. "You're a bit dehydrated so I asked for IV fluids and something for the nausea. Just go down to the nurses' station, they'll take you to get your labs done and then start on your IV while we wait for the results." 

Nausea IV meds were, in Kate's humble opinion, one of the best things invented by mankind. Within 30 minutes, Kate was feeling better than she had all week and Anthony had even managed to convince her to eat a bit of a chicken sandwich he managed to get in the hospital's food stall. Her mouth didn't feel as dry and her stomach didn't feel like it was ready to push every single drop of its content out at any second. 

Despite the two hours sitting in the waiting room, Kate was in almost a good mood when the doctor called them back into his small exam room. She was ready for the man to tell her fiancé she was just going through a nasty stomach bug, then hopefully prescribe her some more of that nice nausea medication she could take at home so she could just slowly go back to her normal life. 

"So your labs came back and there's nothing here that indicates any type of a severe infection..." 

"See?!" Kate turned to Anthony with a triumphant smile. If she had to sit through being poked around with needles and sitting in a waiting room for hours, at least she could have the satisfaction of rubbing at her fiancé's face that she was right all along. "I told you it was just a stomach bug!"

"Not quite..." Both Kate and Anthony turned so quickly to face the doctor that it was a wonder their necks hadn't snapped.

"I'm sorry, what do you mean by not quite?" 

"It's possible you actually have a stomach bug since many people in your family seem to be presenting similar symptoms, but I believe some of these symptoms you have been experiencing might actually be because of... a hormonal imbalance you're going through now." 

"Excuse me, a what?!" Anthony reached out, lacing his fingers with Kate's, his thumb running circles over the back of her hand. 

"You see, your body is going through a mass production of this hormone called human chorionic gonadotropin which is...." 

"Doc, please." Kate interrupted the man with a raise of her hand, her patience running a bit short. She hated when doctors talked to her in a way she couldn't really follow. "I have a degree in Fine Arts. He's an accountant. Between the two of us, we speak about 5 different languages and none of them is the one you're using right now. We're gonna need you to be a bit more clear here please because I didn't understand half of what you just said." 

The doctor looked at the two of them across the desk before taking a deep breath. 

"You're pregnant." 

It took a moment for Kate to process the words that had just come out of the older man's mouth and when they finally settled in her brain, she just let out a loud disbelieving laugh. 

"No, no, that can't be right." She shook her head with a chuckle. Anthony's hand had gone lax around hers, his palm resting against her leg. It seemed he still needed a moment to process the words. "I can't be pregnant I..." Kate choked on the words, the laughter dying in her mouth. "We weren't trying and... I mean... I can't be, can I...?"

Kate turned to Anthony, expecting some sort of answer, either in agreement or disagreement, but he was just staring at her with wide, surprised eyes.

They had discussed the idea of children, of course, they had. It would be stupid walking into a life together without discussing what expectations each of them had of what this life would be. They both had believed for a long time that love and a family would never be in the cards for them, but then they met and Kate could not imagine not wanting a little human that was half her, half him. She had seen him with Hyacinth and Greg and baby Augie and she knew it was something she needed in her life. 

But it was something they agreed on for the future. They'd wanted to settle into their married life and enjoy each other as a newlywed couple before beginning to plan for a baby. They had time. Or so they thought. 

"When did you have your last period?" Kate furrowed her eyebrows at the question. When had it been? She… Why, she couldn't really remember!

"I don't know… I..." She wracked her brain for the last time she had to reach for the tampon box she kept under their master bathroom sink. "I have a really irregular period because of my erratic work schedule so I..."

"It was at brunch at Mum's," Anthony spoke up suddenly, turning to Kate. "Before her birthday, on the 18th. You asked Daph for tampons because you didn't have any but she didn't have any either so you had to get pads with Frannie..."

"Because Eloise uses a cup, yes!" Kate nodded. "So, what, almost... oh." The doctor raised an eyebrow at her. 

"That was almost three months ago." Anthony finished for her. 

"That would put you between 8 to 10 weeks, I suppose." The doctor told her patiently. “The usual calculation is from the last period. But an ultrasound can give you a better estimate.” 

"Holy shit," Kate whispered, tugging on her hair. A baby? She was pregnant? They were having a baby? God, she hoped they had Anthony's hair.

"I guess we're not going wine-tasting in Italy anymore." 

The entire ride home from the hospital was quiet, both of them absorbed in their own thoughts. The doctor had sent her home with a prescription for nausea medication, a few vitamins and a reminder for her to schedule a visit to her OB/GYN, as soon as possible. And if she was back to being unable to keep food or fluids down, she was to come back to the hospital at once to be admitted. 

They were having a baby. Kate was growing a human being inside her…  Hers and Anthony's little human being. It didn't really feel real yet. She barely knew what to feel at all. 

Anthony hadn’t spoken a word on the way home, but his hand hadn't left Kate for a single moment since they had stepped out of the little exam room in a daze. He kept continuously in contact with her, either with his fingers on her lower back as they walked to the parked car or his palm on her thigh as he drove. Or how he offered her his hand to help her out of the car as he always did. 

Kate toed her trainers off by the side of the door before collapsing into the sofa with a deep, tired sigh. Anthony dropped down next to her while Newton climbed up after him, wiggling himself between them. 

"So…," he started, but the sound trailed off and no other word followed. Kate understood the feeling. She didn't know what to say either. 

"Yeah, so..." She turned to the side to see Anthony's eyes studying her face and they held their gaze. It was quiet for a few moments while they looked deep into each other's eyes before both of them burst out laughing. It was a strange laugh, something between wonder and surprise and nerves. Kate herself wasn’t exactly sure why she was laughing at all, she just knew she couldn't really stop. Perhaps the shock of the news, added to the past two weeks of nausea and exhaustion had finally made her brain short-circuit. 

They laughed together for a full minute, unable to contain it, until it slowly dwindled to a stop. Kate was out of breath, her chest heaving up and down with the effort to breathe regularly, but the smile on her lips refused to go away. She didn't even want it to. Next to her, Anthony's shoulders were slowly stopping to shake, his head thrown back, his hands raking through his hair as he always did when he didn't know what to do with them. 

He really was the most handsome man she'd ever seen, wasn't he? Their child would be spectacular. 

"God..." Kate's head lulled to the side, resting against her fiancé's shoulder, his fingers reaching out to twist themselves with hers. "A baby..." 

"Yeah..." Anthony's mouth brushed against the top of her head, sounding awed. "What now?" 

"Do you think we can get a refund on the ski park?" Kate could feel the rumble of his chuckle as his arms wrapped around her tightly. "Oh God, and the winery tour..."

"I can't believe that's what you're thinking about right now." 

"I don't..." Kate shook her head, turning to bury her nose against his neck. "I don't even know what to think, at the moment." 

"I get that." Silence took over for a couple of moments before Kate shifted, turning to watch her fiancé, worrying her lower lip between her teeth.

"Is this..." She breathed in deeply, steadying herself. "Do you... Do you want to do this?" 

"What? Have a baby with you?" Anthony turned to look at her as if she had gone insane. "I thought we had agreed on three kids." 

"Yeah, but one day in the future, not like in about 7 months' time!" 

"Is this not something you want to do now? Because we..." The quiet worried tone of his voice had Kate close to shaking. 

"No! No, I..." She grabbed into his arms, her fingers digging into his flesh with more strength than necessary. "I mean, yes, I do, I want to, I want this…it's just... Ugh!" Kate shook her head desperately, unable to get her head put the words together properly. "This wasn't the plan! We had decided on something and that’s not it. The wedding and the trip are..."  

"Kate! Kate, look at me." Anthony's hands cupped her cheeks on either side of her face, tilting her face gently towards his. "Fuck the plan!" Kate chuckled, her eyes filling with tears. "I want everything with you. I love our house, our things next to each other in the closet, your mess of paint boxes in the office next to my books and even your stupid dog.” Newton looked up as if aware he was being mentioned, his tail wagging and his tongue hanging outside his mouth happily. “I want everything you're willing to give me. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and start a family with you. Yeah, sure the timing isn't exactly perfect..."

"I'm going to have to have my dress altered." Kate moaned, making Anthony chuckle. 

"You still have three dress fittings before the wedding." He kissed her forehead and then the tip of her nose. "Sure I would have preferred to have planned this in advance, and not have it sprung on us two months before our wedding, but still." His lips found hers in a sweet, gentle kiss. "All the way here I couldn't stop thinking what our child would be like." 

"What, like a stubborn workaholic?" Kate asked, a cheeky smile blooming between the tears running down her face. God, she loved that man so much it was ridiculous. 

"I mean... It's really very possible." Anthony snorted, running his fingers through his hair. "We're going to have to work on that, won't we?" 

"Well, I guess the forgetting to eat and skipping meals thing will have to be out of the cards, at least for me." Kate sighed, enjoying the feel of her fiancé's arms around her, joking together, just the two of them. Well, three with Newton still happily stuffed between them on the sofa. And four, if you counted the baby. Their baby. The idea brought tears back to Kate's eyes. That hormonal, emotional thing had barely started and she already hated it. 

"On the other hand, you and I are very skilled at erratic sleep schedules."

"I suppose we'll be putting your insomnia to the test really soon, huh?" She hummed. 

"Why do you think I used to stay up until the early hours of the morning with Hyacinth when she was little?" 

"That's true." Kate nodded pensively. "At least one of us will have some idea of what they're doing." 

"Kate." Anthony pulled away from her, tugging on her arms until she was sitting on his lap, her legs bracketing either side of his thighs, and they were face to face. Newton huffed in annoyance at the sudden jostling before curling himself into a ball next to them. "You're going to be the most amazing mother I've ever seen. You're loving, caring and compassionate..." 

"I also have no idea what I'm doing." She sighed dejectedly, biting the inside of her lips to keep from spilling the tears pooling in her eyes. She wanted this, their little family, so, so much, and yet there was this stupid voice inside her head telling her she could barely remind herself to stop working and eat or rest, how was she supposed to take care of a baby? 

"No one knows what they're doing when they have a baby. My dad once told me, after Greg was born, that no one is ever ready to be a parent. It doesn't matter how many times you do it." Anthony told her gently, his knuckles brushing away the spaced tear from her cheek. "I was so scared I'd fuck up Hyacinth for good when she was little. Sometimes I still am sometimes and she’s not even my kid. Hell, even Daphne, who was born to be a mother, was terrified about it." Daphne was the type of nurturing person who everyone knew would be the most gentle, loving of mothers. She dreamed of having a baby since she was a girl if the stories were to be believed. There was no way she was scared. 

"You don't have to say things to make me feel better, love." Anthony tutted at the way Kate rolled her eyes at him. 

"I would never. Ask her about it if you don't believe me!" He scoffed. "A couple of months before Augie was born, you remember I took Daph to get groceries while you, Ben and Simon were painting the nursery?"

"The smell of the paint was making her sick." Kate nodded. She remembered the day rather well. Anthony's sister had asked them to help decorate Augie's nursery. They were going with an underwater theme and Kate and Ben had spent the entire afternoon painting bubbles and little octopuses and brightly coloured fish under Simon's careful instructions. Anthony, who was absolutely no help in the art department and was mostly there for moral support, had dragged sister, who was quickly turning three different shades of green, away before she threw up on the floor. 

"Daphne realised she got the wrong shampoo for Simon on the way back home. And then she sat in my car crying for almost twenty whole minutes. Crying. Full-blown ugly sobbing with a runny nose and tear-stained cheeks, about how she'd be a terrible mother if she couldn't even remember the correct type of shampoo to buy, how would Simon trust her with their child? She'd end up being one of those horrible mums who forgot her kid in the car." 

"You're fucking with me." Kate couldn't help but laugh. "There's no way Daphne would have said that." 

"Cross my heart and hope to die, I'm not." Anthony chuckled. "Ask her if you don't believe me." 

"How can you not be scared about this?" Kate asked, leaning her forehead against his and closing her eyes, just enjoying the delicious feel of her fiancé all around her, with his arms wrapped around her waist, holding her close to him. 

"I am scared." He confided in her with a whisper, pressing their lips together in a quick kiss. "I'm absolutely terrified, actually." Another soft kiss. "But at the same time I think about our baby growing inside you and I'm so fucking happy that, Kate, I can barely breathe." 

"Yeah..." Kate's smile was tentative at first, growing in proportion as she looked at Anthony's glowing face so close to hers. His hands were firmly on her waist, his thumbs brushing circles over the slip of bare skin between her shirt and trousers. "I'm really fucking happy as well."

"There's absolutely no one else I'd ever want to do this with." He told her, her eyes staring deep into hers. "I love you so, so much and I can't wait to do this with you. All of this, the wedding, marriage, our baby..." 

"Our baby." Anthony's hand drifted from her waist, brushing against the little bit of exposed skin until it was resting over her still-flat stomach. Kate laughed and tears spilt down her cheeks without her consent, Anthony's free  palm cupping her cheek, using his thumb to brush away her stray tears, while completely ignoring his own. This man, this stupid, ridiculous, wonderful man that had come into her life, fainted into her arms on their first date and then proceeded to turn her entire world upside down. This fool, who was too hard on himself and loved so fiercely, although he had declared love not to be in the cards for him for so long. 

Kate used to tell herself she was perfectly happy with life the way it was before. That she loved her job and her art, that being there for her sister and stepmother was enough for her, and that she didn't need anything more than that. God, what an idiot she had been! 

Love had sneaked up on her quietly in a hospital room and by the time she walked into that restaurant for their second first date, Kate Sharma knew she was meant to spend the rest of her life with Anthony Bridgerton. Sure, he was infuriating sometimes, so stubborn it hurt and so, so cocky. Sometimes he worked his damndest to be his poshest self in order to annoy her, she was certain of it. 

Yet, at the same time, he was the kindest, most caring and gentle man she'd ever met. He listened to what she had to say and valued her opinion on things, even if they bickered endlessly when they disagreed. He took his time to learn what she liked and what she didn't. Kate had never felt so comfortable and understood as she did when she was with him. 

Anthony Bridgerton would be a lovely father. He was excellent at taking care of every single person he cared about. Well, everyone but himself. But that wasn't a problem. Kate knew a thing or two about being way too hard on yourself while being 110% there for the people you loved. They could have each other's backs. She'd take care of him and he'd take care of her. And they'd take care of their child, together.

"I love you so much it's actually a little ridiculous." Kate sniffed, laying her hand over his across where their child was nested and turning her face to place a soft kiss on his wet palm. "And I'm really excited to have our little family as well."

"Even if it means you'll have to get your dress altered?"  

"I'll live." She shrugged, making Anthony chuckle a little watery.

"I heard your fiancé is loaded, I'm sure he'll pay for any alteration you need to get done." He offered, replacing his hand with a soft brush of the tip of his nose against her cheek. "He'll even buy you a whole new wedding dress if you want. Or three." 

"I can pay for my own dress alterations, Anthony." She scoffed.

"Shh, stop fighting me on this." His lips brushed against her cheek before settling against her mouth in a sweet, deep kiss. "It's kinda my fault alterations might  be necessary anyway." 

"I'm pretty sure it takes two to make a baby, love." Kate laughed. "And I think you'd find I was a very willing participant in the actions that led to this moment." 

"That you most definitely were." He hummed against her mouth. "But you'll end up doing most of the hard work in the end. It's only logical for me to pay for the alteration costs."

"Logical only in your posh little ri..."

"Besides that," Anthony interrupted her loudly before she could continue her rant. "What is mine is yours and all of that. Or it will be soon." 

"You're gonna do it whether I agree to it or not, won't you?" Kate pushed away from him just enough so she could look her fiancé in the eye as she raised an eyebrow at him. 

"I mean, yeah, probably." He shrugged, not really ashamed of admitting it. 

"You know what, alright." It was Anthony's turn to be caught by surprise by her easy acceptance. She'd always agree to it, and if she didn't, he'd probably go to Edwina and plot behind her back to pay for it himself. In the beginning, Kate had thought he was trying to buy her love and as a fiercely independent person, she had tried to rebel against it. And then she slowly started to understand that paying for things and giving presents was Anthony's weird way of expressing his affection, apparently, since words were not always his forte. Bit by bit, she started to accept it. Not without a bit of a brawl, though. She'd never go down without a fight. Or almost never, anyway. "I'm a bit too tired to bicker about it, really." 

"Are you feeling alright?" It was almost funny how quickly his expression changed from surprise to smugness to worry as he studied her with his soft brown eyes. If she knew Anthony at all, which she liked to believe she did rather well, he was already considering if he should just drag her back to the hospital for admission. 

"I just need a nap, Anthony." She rolled her eyes good-naturedly at her overprotective man. "It seems our little bug takes up a lot of my energy."

"Don't call our child a bug." Anthony rolled his eyes, but he was getting up from the sofa, Kate scrambling to wrap her legs around his waist to steady herself. "And you're going to drink some water before sleeping." 

"Whatever you say, Mr. Bridgerton, as long as you nap with me." 

And five minutes later, Kate fell asleep with a smile on her lips, wrapped safely in her fiancé's arms, their legs tangled together and their child between them. 

The closer to the wedding it got, the more stuff appeared on Kate's already unending list of things to do. She needed to wrap up all her work in the gallery before she took her holiday, there were doctors appointments to go to and last-minute decisions to make, a rehearsal wedding and dinner to plan.  Her last dress fitting was coming up and she desperately needed to find a way to tell their family she was pregnant. 

Anthony had assured her no one on his side of the family would be anything but delighted at the news. His mother most certainly wouldn't have any grounds to judge them too harshly, since apparently her wedding had taken place in late February and Anthony was born in September of the same year. Plus, there were very few things that were considered as going too far for Violet Bridgerton in order to get her the precious grandchildren she so desperately wanted. And although Mary would not go the same length as her mother-in-law, Kate knew her stepmother was also desperate for a grandbaby of her own. 

Kate had been the one to insist they find a good moment to share the news. She was pretty sure that, if it was Anthony’s decision alone, he'd have walked into family brunch the day after they had their first OBGYN appointment, shouting at the top of his lungs that they were having a baby, ready to show every single member of their family the blurry ultrasound picture he had taken to carrying around in his wallet. 

At first, Kate had wanted to keep the news to themselves for a bit longer, to be able to fully wrap her head around the fact that yes, there was a baby coming in approximately 6 to 7 months. They deserved time to enjoy it for themselves for a while. And then that time passed and she had wanted the moment to feel right. Anthony respected her decision and allowed her to take the lead on how to tell everyone about their baby. Unfortunately, the right moment never seemed to come.  

And that's how Kate found herself sitting in Violet Bridgerton's living room, three weeks before their wedding, surrounded by their still blissfully-unaware family. Her mind was working overtime as she tried to find either a very good explanation as to why she wouldn't be drinking at the bachelorette party her sister and sisters-in-law (the ones legally allowed to drink, anyway) were throwing on the following weekend and why she didn't want her mother and mother-in-law at her final dress fitting, since she had started to show the week prior and taking in her clothes in front of the two women would certainly give her away. 

In the end, the situation presented itself rather clumsily and Kate just took it. 

Violet, Daphne and Mary were deep into a discussion over seating arrangements for the ceremony and the reception while Anthony had been dragged to a corner by Simon and Ben and they were now locked into a quiet debate over... Kate wouldn't even venture a guess. Anthony would probably tell her about it on the way home anyway. Eloise was sitting with her nose buried in a book, Colin was giving a plate of pudding his entire, undivided attention and Fran was focused on her phone. 

And that's how Kate found herself sitting with Augie rather comfortably on the sofa, her nephew bouncing excitedly in her lap as she watched Hyacinth and Greg squabble over a game that was similar to marbles, but not exactly so. The baby squeaked loudly, trying to wrap his chubby little hands around Kate's loose hair while his aunt valiantly fought the attempts. 

"Kate," she lifted her eyes to find Hyacinth staring at her with pensive eyes, two marble balls clutched to her fingers. "Will you and Anthony have a baby of your own?" 

It was rather impressive how the entire room's attention focused on Kate after the girl's question, all types of side talk were put on hold to hear what her reply would be. 

"Yes, we will, Hy." Kate nodded, smiling gently at the little sister that was almost as close as a daughter to her soon-to-be husband. 

"Yes, but when?" Hyacinth continued to probe. Violet seemed ready to scold her youngest child for inappropriate questioning when Kate cleared her throat. 

"Around mid to late November, I'd reckon." Kate had been attending weekly brunches at Bridgerton house for about a year and a half at this point, and she had never seen any room in that house go as quiet as now, right after her answer. She could feel Anthony's eyes stuck to her, half in questioning, half in encouragement. The rest of the gazes were shifting quickly between her and her fiancé, trying to determine if it was some sort of joke or not. Not even Hyacinth dared to speak. The only sound  ringing around was the delighted giggles coming from Augie as his aunt bounced him on her knees.  

It was Eloise who dared to break the silence, clearing her throat loudly after a full minute of stunned silence.

"When you say November..." Anthony's second sister turned to look at Kate with a frown. "You mean like a hypothetical November because you want a winter baby or....?"

"Not hypothe... Ought dear, careful!" Augie had managed to grab a fistful of Kate's dark hair and was tugging at it with all his baby might. "I don't mean it like that."

"So you mean like, this November." It wasn't exactly a question but Kate nodded anyway. 

"Yes."

"In six months." 

"Give or take, yeah." Kate could feel the eyes of the entire room glued to her, their expressions ranging from confusion, to surprise to disbelief. Even Colin's pudding was forgotten at the centre table. 

"And just to be very clear," Eloise clasped her hands together in front of her, her body leaning forwards. The book on her lap fell to the floor but no one even jumped in surprise at the noise. "You are aware that it takes about 9 months to... grow a baby, yes?"

"Around 40 weeks, according to my doctor, yes," Kate confirmed. Eloise just nodded her head slowly, looking completely taken aback.

"Katie..." There were tears running down Mary's cheeks when Kate turned to look at her stepmother, who seemed like words had escaped her after she whispered her child's name. 

"Wait," Gregory, bless him, had been one of the most confused faces during the entire exchange and only at that moment, understanding seemed to be drawing in his mind. "That means you're pregnant?"

"Yes, Greggy." Kate smiled, her eyes already turning wet. Stupid hormones, she barely could say anything without having to fight back tears. It was worse than PMS. "I am."

It seemed like the confirmation lifted the invisible barrier that was holding the people in the room in place, because everyone seemingly burst into action from all around her, blurting out questions and letting out little happy exclamations or excited squeaks. The noise was so sudden and so loud, the family all moving at the same time to reach Kate that her nephew got frightened, letting out a loud, wailing cry. 

"Alright, just a moment, excuse me, please. Coming through, thank you." Simon barreled his way through the crowd of people all speaking one over the other, pulling Anthony behind him by the shirt. "I believe this is mine," he said, picking up his scared son, who burrowed quickly into his father's chest, his tears drying immediately. "And this here is yours." He sat Anthony on the empty space at the loveseat with a cheeky grin. Kate's future husband seemed perfectly content to have been pushed around the room and quickly wrapped his arm around her, his hand resting at the side of her quickly rounding stomach, just as he had taken to doing for the past month. Since they'd gotten together, Anthony was always touching her in one way or another. A brush of his fingers to push her hair from her face, a hand on her waist, a soft touch at the back of her neck. But since they had found out about their baby, Anthony's hand was always on her.  "I am really happy for the two of you, you'll be excellent parents." 

"Thank you, Si." Kate smiled as he bent down to press a quick kiss to her cheek, urging his son to do the same.

"Now if you'll excuse me, Augie and I are going into hiding." He told them, fixing the baby on his hip with a smirk. "I'll leave you to them. Really happy and all. Good luck." 

He was gone through the sea of people around them before any other words could be exchanged, leaving the soon-to-be newlyweds and parents-to-be in the clutches of their loving family and their gleeful, excited questions.

Kate and Anthony Bridgerton had lied to their family before leaving on their honeymoon, and they were feeling only partially guilty for it. 

You see, they were not the type of people who enjoyed surprises. Both Kate and Anthony were planners and thrived on having all the possible, available information on their hands in order to make the most of the situation with as fewer issues as possible. This applied to their work lives, to simple things in their daily routines and to talks about the future. So when their OBGYN asked if they wanted to know the gender of their baby they agreed on the spot. And so she told them. 

But when their mothers and siblings questioned them about it, they said it wasn't possible to see it yet and that they'd probably find out in their next appointment, after they returned from the trip. 

There was a reason for that, of course. They had planned a nice little surprise to announce, not only the gender but also the name of their child. Anthony and Kate had agreed on names both for a boy and for a girl very quickly, although they had kept that to themselves as well. 

So roughly a week after finding out their child would be a boy, Kate and Anthon boarded a plane to Piemonte, Italy, with a whole scheme set up for their little surprise gender reveal. For everyone else, they'd be posting a bunch of photos showing Kate's bump around Italian museums and monuments saying "Baby's first trip. Of course, he'd be into art."  But their family deserved a bit more than an Instagram post with a funny caption. 

Kate spent the entire week hand-painting wooden boxes in black and gold and had copies of their ultrasound pictures made. Kate had sent her husband out for art supplies, password padlocks and t-shirts she could paint on and take out while she worked and he obliged her every single whim while reminding her to eat, drink some water and take a couple of breaks. And then the little chest had been finished, safely locked and left in possession of a few trusted friends. Agatha Danbury was responsible for handing Mary, Violet and Simon and Daphne's boxes. Penelope Featherington would give Colin, Eloise and Edwina theirs and Henry, their friend from the Galery, would be responsible for Ben's. Frannie would be responsible for her own box, as well as Hy and Greg's since she had pinky promised Anthony she wouldn't tell a soul. Francesca was the only one they trusted to do this.

Early in the morning of the day they had agreed to the surprise, Anthony sent a text to their family group, telling them they'd be receiving a small present for them and that, under no circumstances, they were to open the boxes before their group call at 1 PM. 

Anthony and Kate were bickering in a quiet corner of a Fiorentinian cantina when the time of the call came. One of the best things about entering her second trimester was that the morning sickness had faded. On the other hand, her cravings had been getting progressively stronger and she would randomly have a desperate need for a specific dish or ingredient while other things she had previously excited to have looked like the most unappetizing thing in the world.

That was what had fueled their current bickering. Kate had ordered a Pappardelle al ragù di cinghiale, which was a flat pasta with some boar meat sauce while Anthony had chosen a Gnocchi alla Sorrentina, which was just the little round pasta with tomato and mozzarella sauce. Unfortunately, the moment the food was placed in front of them, Kate knew with absolute certainty she wouldn't be able to eat hers, while Anthony's looked exactly like her gastronomic dream come true. 

"You have your own food, you know?" He had asked with a raised eyebrow the moment she reached for his plate with her fork, hers going completely ignored. 

"Bug wants the gnocchi, Anthony." She shrugged, scooping some of the potato dough and sauce into her fork. "It's not my fault."

"Couldn't you have ordered gnocchi for you, then?" Her husband rolled his eyes, but he was already swapping the plates between them. 

"I don't know what to tell you, love." A huge smile broke into her face as he placed the pasta in front of her. "He's the boss, not me. And I didn't know he wanted the gnocchi until I saw it." Kate couldn't hold back the moan when she shoved a forkful of the food into her mouth. God, that was the best thing she'd ever eaten in her life. She could spend the rest of her life eating just that. 

Anthony just eyed the way her mouth closed around the fork for a few moments, a different type of hunger burning in his eyes, before he cleared his throat loudly. 

"I'm joining the call," He warned. "Please stop being indecent with your food." 

"You love it." She scoffed, licking her lips a bit more seductively than she would normally have. 

"I really, really do." He agreed, with his gaze following the path of her tongue. "But I don't think our mothers and siblings need to see it." 

Kate just stuck her tongue out at him as the call connected. They were bombarded with questions the moment the sound came in. They could see Mary and Edwina in their living room, with Newton at Kate's sister's lap. Violet had the children and Francesca on the dinner table, each of them sitting in front of their own box, their names shining on top of it in golden ink. Daph and Simon were sitting in their bed, little Augie on his father’s lap, his own box between his parents’. Ben, Colin and Eloise were sitting all clutched together in what seemed to be Ben's living room floor. 

"What's going on?" 

"Oh finally, I've been itching all morning!"

"Would you two care to explain...?"

"CAN WE OPEN IT NOW?!"

"Kate, did you paint those yourself?"

"Why was Frannie aware of this and I wasn't?"

"Wait, Francesca knew it?!" 

"Are you kidding me?!"

 "I'm muting everyone if you start at this," Anthony told them, strictly. 

"I'd like to see you try." Colin taunted and his brother instantly silenced their line. 

"Anyone else?" Little mumbles of no and shaking of heads followed his question. "Thank you. So, Kate and I had some interesting news at our last ultrasound and..." 

"Is it twins?" Daphne interrupted, with wide eyes. "Because if it is, I'm going to have to sit down for this." 

"Not twins," Kate assured her with a laugh. "Only one little bug here, I promise." 

You’re already sitting. Eloise wrote in the group chat. Please unmute us, Colin promises he will behave.

"Guys, just get on with this, Mama's going insane here," Ediwna begged, looking way closer to hysterics than her mother was. 

"You're all so impatient," Kate giggled, wrinkling her nose. “Suppose we should let them open it now, yeah?”

“Maybe we could let them wait for a little longer?” Anthony suggested, a teasing smirk on his lips.

“Anthony Bridgerton!”

“Don’t you dare!”   

“I’m smashing this open now if you don’t give us the code.” 

“Alright, alright!” He laughed. “Go on then, the password is 1811.” 

There was the heavy sound of metal clicking and hurried hands against the wood before they were replaced by whoops of triumph as each of their family members managed to open the lock. 

"Oh my God, you two, I'm shaking here." Violet let out a quiet little laugh. "We can open it, right?" 

"Please do, but don't do anything else yet." Kate nodded, her husband's hand finding hers under the table. Christ, she was already on the brink of tears. At least this time, her husband look as right about to cry as she did. Across the screen, ohs and ahs were filling the air. 

"Maybe someone..." Anthony cleared his throat, trying to keep his voice steady. "could read it aloud?" 

"Me, me, me, me!" Hyacinth was jumping up and down in her chair. "I'll do it, let me." She barely allowed her brother to nod before she started reading the words painted in loopy cursive at the top lid. "Hi, family. This is me. Oh, look there is a little arrow pointing to the ultrasound. That's really cute." 

"Hyacinth, on with it, focus!" Ben snapped. 

"Right, sorry." The youngest Bridgerton giggled. "This is me. I know that all of you already love me very much and I can't wait to meet all of you in November. But that's a long time from now so I thought I could introduce myself. Nice to meet you, I'm..."

Hyacinth looked up from the lid, blinking at them with big, green eyes filled with expectation. 

"You can open the wrapped thing now," Kate instructed and they were all tearing at the thin paper, tugging on bows until they unwrapped a shirt. 

"Oh, guys...!" Daphne choked on her words with a watery sniff. "Ned's Auntie Daph." Kate had decorated each shirt by hand, each of them reading Ned's and the person's title. There was Ned's Granny Mary and Grandma Violet, a bunch of Uncles and Aunties. Augie's read 'Ned's big cousin/best friend Augie.' "I love this so much." 

"Ned?" Violet asked softly, tears running down her face. 

"It's a boy?!" Greg cried out in excitement. 

"I'm going to be his godmother?!" Edwina squeaked, her hands shaking so hard she could barely hold the fabric up. "Look, Ned's Godmother Eddie! The shirt says it, you can't take it back now! I have proof!"

"I'm going to spoil my godson so bad," Ben commented, a laugh mingling with his crying as he held the shirt to his chest. "I'll be unbearable, you're going to regret this choice so hard." 

"Katie!" Mary cried out, calling attention to herself. "Is this...?" 

Kate had been crying since Hyacinth had started reading the message out loud and all she could do was nod at her teary stepmother across the screen. 

"What, what is it?" Edwina was basically climbing over her mother to see what she had seen. "Is this what?" 

"It's his name," Mary commented, her fingers tracing the name they had settled for the baby the week after they found out he existed and that Kate had painted on the bottom of the box with golden ink. 

Edmund Arjun Bridgerton.

"Oh, Anthony..." Whatever Violet was planning to say next was muffled by her own sobs. There wasn't one person with dry eyes in the entire call apparently. Daphne had her face hidden in her husband's shoulder. There were wet tracks over all their siblings' cheeks, even Eloise was trying to brush hers away without much success. 

"I hope this is alright..." Anthony cleaned his face with his free hand with a sniff. "We wanted to name them after our fathers and..." 

"Your dad would be so proud of you, my boy," Violet told him, smiling softly at her son and daughter-in-law over the camera, her shoulders still shaking. "All he wanted... All both of us wanted was for our children to be so incredibly happy, and look at you now..."

"Thank you, Mum." Kate squeezed her husband's hand lovingly before turning to her own stepmother's little image on the screen. Mary was still staring at the box in awe, tracing the letters with the tip of her fingers. 

"Mama?" Kate's voice was just a tiny thing as she called the woman who had raised her. "Is it alright?" 

"It's more than alright, dearest." Mary looked up to Kate with bright, teary eyes and the biggest, softest smile lighting up her own face. "It's perfect. Appa would have loved it so much."

"You think so?" Kate missed her father so much and she desperately wanted her son to have a little bit of her father, even if they'd never have the chance to meet in this life. But when Anthony asked her about naming their son after their fathers, the idea of hearing her beloved Appa's name whenever someone called her child made her chest hurt. She had been slowly and steadily healing from her loss, but it was still too fresh for her. And then her husband had suggested having it as a middle name, just a bit of the man that had created Kate for their baby to always quietly carry with him and…. Yes, that could work. She liked it like that. It was a bit of both the men that had shaped his parents into the people they were and the men they hoped their child would be like. 

"I know so, Beta." She laughed gently. "He'd probably be here dancing around the room and calling every single member of the family back in India to tell them about his grandson." 

Kate choked back on a snort and next to Mary, Edwina threw her head back in laughter. It was exactly what their Appa would do. He'd probably be humming a song as well as he did so. 

"Now that we all asserted it was an amazing name, which it is, really brilliant by the way, it’s great, Dad would really have loved it," Colin spoke up. "Why is Ben the Godfather? I mean, I expected Simon, but Ben?!"

"There wouldn't even be a Ned if it weren't for me." Benedict scoffed, looking downright offended. "I introduced the two of them!"

"You cannot keep rubbing that on everyone's faces forever." 

"I believe I most certainly deserve being my brother's first child's godfather for that, thank you very much." 

"I completely understand having Ben and Edwina as godparents." Daphne chimed in with a little self-satisfied smirk as Simon was putting Augie's new shirt on him.

"Thank you, Daph." 

"And as am a very graceful person, I don't mind not being the godmother of their first child. I'll love my little nephew either way." She said. "We can be the godparents of their second, I'm patient, I can wait and..." 

"I'm sorry, Anthony has other sisters, you know?" Francesca interrupted. 

"Yeah, why would he pick you?" Eloise rolled her eyes.  

"He could pick me." Hyacinth agreed, her three sisters turning to look at her. 

"He can't pick you."

"Yeah, you're too little. And you're already his baby. It wouldn't even be fair." Hyacinth stuck her tongue at the camera. 

"I mean he could totally..." Anthony just clicked on the end call button before Daphne could drone on about their hypothetical second child and said child's possible godparents.

"Anthony!" Kate tried to scold him, but she couldn't even stop laughing to do so. "That was rude!"

"We did what we were going to do." He told her matter-of-factly, picking up his fork. "They can keep that argument on without us there, we're having lunch." He eyed the empty plate in front of her. "Or at least I am...?"

"It was really good," Kate told him, looking down miserably at the plate. 

"Do you want another one?" He asked with a sigh, already calling their waiter over without even waiting for the answer he knew he would get. 

"And maybe some bread too?" Anthony rolled his eyes with no heat behind them, ordering the food in his broken Italian and she was smiling brightly when he turned back to her. "You know..." She mumbled, her hand coming up to brush his hair from his forehead tenderly. "I think you fainting in that restaurant was the best thing that's ever happened to me." 

Her husband let out a loud, sonorous laugh before leaning in, pressing their lips together in a deep kiss. "If I'd known having emergency surgery would end up with me married to the love of my life who's expecting our baby, I'd probably have done it much sooner."

"You're so stupid." She giggled against his lips. 

"Well, I guess that's what makes us so well-matched, isn't it?" He kissed the side of her mouth and then the tip of her nose, making her giggle again. Kate didn't know happiness like this even existed much less imagined she would one day have it. "Since we're one and the same and all that." 

"I suppose you're right." She said with a fake pensive pout, which Anthony couldn't resist kissing. 

"My, my, wife." He shook his head, sending a shiver down Kate's spine. "Admitting I'm right? Marriage sure has changed you, hasn’t it?."

"It's the pregnancy hormones, husband." She mumbled back. "Don't get used to it. "

"I wouldn't dream of it." 

Kate knew she was still in the very beginning of her path through motherhood and, all things considered, she still had a lot to go through in life at only 27 years of age. But, still, she could tell with absolute certainty childbirth was one of the worst experiences she'd ever been through, and it would not be easy to find something to rival it. 

Pregnancy had been a rollercoaster. Her back hurt, her feet swell, her boobs were sore and she looked like a puffy, waddling blowfish. Some food she loved dearly now gave her heartburn and she desperately needed to pee approximately every two hours. By her third trimester, she was moody and uncomfortable the majority of the time. And she was having to learn her life did not belong only to herself anymore, which was turning out to be a bit of a struggle and a point of contention between her and Anthony, who was constantly hovering over her, reminding her to slow down. 

But the good moments? The feel of her child moving inside her for the first time? The wonder in Anthony's eyes when he first felt it too? The excitement that brought tears to her eyes wherever she heard Ned's heartbeat, always strong and steady through the ultrasound? The way their family just loved her and her baby so openly and limitlessly? The way their son would dance inside her stomach whenever Anthony was speaking around her? The hours awake in bed together, imagining what their baby would be like when he was finally here? That completely compensated for the bad times. 

Pregnancy had been a mostly positive experience for her. Childbirth, on the other hand? She couldn't see a single positive aspect of it. 

She'd been in what her doctor had called active labour for over six hours, feeling horrible shooting bouts of pain through her entire body that were quickly getting longer and stronger, which her doctor told her was a good thing?! Because it meant the baby was coming?! 

No, no, no. Ned could stay inside her. It would be safer this way anyway. Kate could protect him like that. 

She had moved up and down around the room, shuffled around in bed, moaning and groaning and probably cursed her husband a thousand times until her doctor had checked her dilation and vitals and cheerily announced everything was running smooth and it was time to start pushing. She hated the woman right at that moment. 

Anthony was there, holding her hand, letting her squeeze it until she all but broke his fingers every time the doctor instructed her to push and, apart from a grunt or a groan, he hadn't complained a pip about it. Even if she seemed ready to bite his head off and swore she'd never allow him to touch her again, he had remained steady, whipping her sweaty brow, giving her sips of water, going through the breathing exercises with her and whispering comforting and reassuring words of encouragement in her ear that had her almost crying every damn time. You're doing great, sweetheart. You're so strong, so brave. I'm in awe of you. I love you so much. You can do it. We'll have Bug here soon. 

Her husband had been an absolute champ throughout the whole pregnancy process, even if he had been an annoying overprotective hooverer the entire time. He didn't miss an appointment, catered to her cravings, rubbed her sore back and feet whenever she asked and helped her through her sour moods and panic attacks.  He stayed up with her when she couldn't sleep and spoke soothingly to their son until he calmed when he was wracking havoc inside her. 

Kate really did love the man more than she could say. She was in just a lot of pain. He certainly understood. And if he didn’t, he could try being the one pushing their baby out.

It had already been dark outside for at least a couple of hours when the doctor told her, "Just a couple more, Mummy. And then we'll be done and your baby will be here."

Kate screamed as she pushed, the contraction wracking through her body until she was almost out of breath, Anthony's knuckles white from the pressure she was putting on them.

"I can see his head." The doctor announced from between her legs. 

"I can't do this anymore." She cried, dropping her body against the bed, Anthony's moist washcloth soothing the hot skin on her face. “I can’t, make it stop.”

"Yes, you can. It's almost over, love." He kissed her fingers and Kate lifted her eyes to find her husband looking at her wide-eyed and ashy. 

"You look pale." She said hoarsely. "You're not going to faint on me now, are you Mr Bridgerton?" She asked, chuckling weakly at their old joke. 

"I might," Anthony said back, his tone just a bit too serious as he looked towards where the doctor was with a nervous frown. 

"Anthony, don't you daAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" The pain had her body shooting out of the bed, Anthony's free arm moving behind her to hold her steady as she crushed his hand in her fist, tears streaming down her face. And then when the blinding pain was gone, Kate dropped down back to the bed in exhaustion, and a loud piercing wail rang clear through the room. 

"He's here, Kate! You did it!" The doctor cooed, speaking over her son's little cries. Kate desperately tried to sit up, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to get a glimpse of her baby, but she couldn't. 

"Anthony!" Kate tugged on her husband's arm, trying to use him as leverage to host herself upwards despite the ache in her body. "I can't see him! Can you?"

"Yeah, I can." His voice was far away, his gaze glued to the place where the loud wailing was replaced with a soft little whimper. His entire face was frozen in wonder, tears running freely down his face. "Kate, he's..." He blinked, turning to look at her for a moment, his fingers still holding onto her hand, but this time it seemed like he was the one who needed to be held together. "God, Kate... I..."

"Everything seems alright, guys." The doctor assured her and maybe Kate didn't hate the woman all that much after all. "You'll be able to hold him in just a second, as soon as we cut the cord. Daddy, do you want to do it?" 

Anthony went even paler, his eyes wide as he stared at the woman who was holding their child as if he hadn't even heard her. 

"Anthony," Kate poked his arm with the little strength she had left. "Are you going?"

"Yes, I..." He shook his head, trying to get rid of the fog in his brain, still ignoring his wet eyes. "I want to do it, yeah." 

"Don't faint!" Kate ordered as he let go of her hand. She was mostly joking, but he did look a bit unsteady on his feet. 

"I won't." He answered, following the nurse who was motioning to him to come forwards, whispering under his breath. "I think..."

Kate let her body drop back into the reclined bed.  The thirty seconds that took the medical team and her husband to clip and cut the umbilical seemed like the longest of her life. And then Anthony was back, carrying a little bundle in his arms, his eyes shining with more love and adoration than she'd ever imagined possible. She shuffled in bed to a more sitting position, instantly reaching out to the little baby wrapped in a soft white blanket. 

"Here's your Amma, Bug," Anthony whispered lovingly, gently placing their son in her waiting arms and, at that moment, everything else in the world around them disappeared on the spot. Kate could barely breathe, all air appeared to have vanished from her lungs, every thought other than the baby in her arms and the man next to her vanishing from her mind. The moment he deposited their child safely into her arms, Anthony turned to her, pressing a soft kiss to her lips and another to her forehead, tears running freely down his face, dripping from his chin into his medical gown. 

"Hey, you," Kate whispered, tracing her fingers over the smooth pink skin of her son's cheek. Oh God, her son! Her Ned! She stared at that little thing that had been living inside her for the most part of the past year, jumping around and not letting her sleep with his tiny feet against her ribcage and he was the most perfect thing in this world. "Oh, look at you..."

Edmund curled against his mother's chest the moment he heard her voice, the whimpering stopping as he lay against the warmth of her chest, his little plump lips smacking together. There was a shocking amount of brown hair at the top of his head, wet and gooey and curling at the tips. His eyes were big and round with that greyish hue all newborns had. His skin was coppery, lighter than hers but darker than Anthony's. He had Anthony's cheekbones and his long, straight nose. Actually, apart from his huge wide eyes and the way his hair curled in itself, Edmund looked so much like her husband it was almost funny. Even just a couple of minutes old, Kate already knew he'd be the spitting image of his father and she absolutely loved it. 

"He's perfect," Kate whispered to her husband in awe, her fingers tracing the smooth baby skin of his arm until she reached the tiny hands, his slim little fingers wrapping themselves instantly around her finger. 

"He is." Anthony agreed with a wobbly voice, kissing the top of Kate's head again. "Thank you." He whispered into her hair. "Thank you, thank you thank you." Each time, he peppered her with more warm, wet kisses. "Thank you for him and for coming into my life and for absolutely everything."

"Your Papa's being silly, Neddy," Kate told her baby with a chuckle which was mixed with a small sob. "I'm the one who should be thanking him." Kate turned her face, pressing her lips to her husband's wet cheek before looking back to the child they'd made together. "Every day, I think it's impossible to be more happy than I already am, and every day I prove myself wrong." 

"I love you two so, so much, Kate." He whispered, his fingers brushing the curls atop their son's head reverently. "I'll do everything I can to be a good father, I promise." He choked at his own words for a moment. "I'm not... I know I'm not perfect but I will do everything I can…." 

"You already are more than enough love," Kate told him decisively, her eyesight blurry from all the crying. "Bug and I are really lucky to have you." 

"I'm most certainly the lucky one." He kissed Kate's wrinkled nose. 

"Now it's not the time to argue with me, mister." She tutted at him. "I just spent over 7 hours pushing your child into this world. Just say ‘yes, ma'am’." 

"Yes, ma'am." He laughed. "I'm so happy I could burst." He confessed, caressing the side of their son's face as the baby blinked slowly towards his father's voice. "I barely even know what to do with so much joy." 

"I know." Kate let her head fall to Anthony's shoulders with a tired little smile. In her arms, Ned let out a small sigh, his eyes blinking slowly until they were closed. Sitting there with her husband's arms around her and their child curled safely to her chest, Kate felt what absolute bliss was like. "I feel like that too."

Perhaps, she was wrong. Giving birth wasn't even that bad, after all.

[midnight-omega]

Alpha hc

I'm back with some general hcs about my alphas :)) pls bear in mind these kind of things vary from person to person and their world they're building !

Some of these are nsfw also ! proceed with caution

🍃 Characterized by the instinct to provide for and protect their loved ones/pack

🍃 Alphas are rather possessive creatures! Not in a toxic way (at least not all the time), but in a caring sort of way. Being a little wary and overprotective is the way most alphas show love

🍃 Alphas tend to be a little skittish around other alphas they don’t know. Alphas can be buddies! But it takes a little bit of awkward leeriness to get there

🍃 Not all alphas are aggressive douchebags. Their protective natures make them quicker to jump into “defend” their loved ones giving them the reputation of being overly aggressive and ready to fight 24/7

🍃 Alphas do tend to have a shorter temper, though

🍃 Alphas have the longest and sharpest canines out of the dynamics

🍃 Building muscle mass is easier for alphas and many find working out to be a great way to blow off steam and relieve stress! But just because its easier for them doesn’t mean they’re all buff and that they all enjoy a workout

🍃 Alphas are typically taller and more muscular, but that’s not always true. Alphas can be short and chubby too! Though it may be a bit rarer for them to have these kinds of builds

🍃 A group of alpha friends are like a group of dude bros (the positive himbo kind of dude bros!)

🍃 All alphas experience ruts and all alphas knot (I’ll make a more detailed rut/heat post later probably!)

🍃 Female alphas cannot conceive. They have a vagina, but lack the functioning uterus as a whole the same way male omegas are born with a penis but lack the function to create viable sperm

🍃 Female alphas can enjoy penetrative sex, but it’s dependent on the person and not typically common.

🍃 Vaginismus is very very common in female alphas, so most tend to avoid penetration

🍃 Female alphas do have boobies ! They can lactate in very rare circumstances but its uncommon

🍃 Lone alphas (an alpha without a pack) are considered rather dangerous. In the past lone alphas would sort of infiltrate packs and cause chaos with their unwanted scents and ruts. Sometimes these infiltrations would end in murder or sexual assault. It’s generally believed that without a pack or loved ones to take their protective instincts out on they devolve into baser more aggressive instincts

🍃 Alphas have a lot of pent up stress. It’s not really manly/alpha-ly to express these healthily so often times their well intentioned worrying about their loved ones (are their pups safe at school? Is their mate doing well in that job interview? Are their mom and their aunt still fighting?) Turns into anger and the same aggression seen in lone alphas. 

🍃 Its really important for alphas to find a way to relieve this stress and worry. If they can’t manage to express it or talk about it, that is (some can overcome toxic mindsets!)

🍃 That’s why a lot of alphas like physical activity like I mentioned earlier! Working out, sparring in various martial arts, and sports are popular options, though there are also alphas who take refuge in creative fields too

🍃 Alphas who are a little less active, perhaps not as tall or not as masculine coded do tend to be bullied a bit for it

🍃 Alphas are pretty carnivorous. They looove meat and red meat especially and have a hard time cutting it out of their diet

🍃 Alphas never really grow out of teething. Not to say they’re like sharks constantly growing new teeth, nah, but they always hold onto the teething instinct to gnaw and chew for relief

🍃 Fidget toys that are made for chewing are super popular and an excellent way for alphas to stim

🍃 On the more kinky side of things you ought to try giving your alpha a bit even if they’re not into pony play their c h o m p instinct will trigger

🍃 Speaking of kinky shit say it with me not all alphas are doms! Collar them and tell them they’re a good boy/girl fr

🍃 Body worship is a really popular kink among alphas whether they prefer to be on the giving or receiving end

🍃 Most alphas are also total sluts for praise fr compliment ones body and tell them they make you feel safe and they’re yours for the taking

🍃 Alphas are typically expected to join the workforce, the same as betas. They can typically enter any school and any field they please

🍃 If an alpha is the head of their pack or the packs second in command they may forgo work to take care of pack issues especially if the pack is large. Managing a large pack is a full time job within itself 

🍃 Alphas are generally expected to mate but there won’t be too much pushback if they decide not to (though it depends on the family)

🍃 Alphas are not good with finances, do not trust them with pack credit cards fr

🍃 Alphas are typically in charge of obtaining housing for their mate and family and take a lot of pride in making their house a home (this is the denning instinct at work)

[easily-distracted-by-fandom]

yap abt ur ocs to me pls

Noooooo I yapped so much. Now I gotta retype ittttt

Imma talk about Coranthe bc she is my bbg and also deserves so many hugs actually.

she’s the oldest of the Lelouch lineage which means she was the first of the pain and suffering her parents caused by trading their children’s misery for power.

she was genuinely the perfect daughter. Poised, graceful, ferocious, intensely smart. She loved dancing and suffered through paperwork to make her parents proud. She took care of Ema when she was younger and grew immensely protective. That was bad. Her parents seperated them because they’re a holes and needed more power so more misery it is.

Coranthe threw herself into her work actually. But it wasn’t enough, she was wilting and burning out and she wanted her little sister. But the rebellion had other plans

the rebellion has so many plans. The rebellion had a member who decided the Lelouches had gone too far and needed to die. Their plan what to kill the kids first so there would be no heirs, the twins were barely even born yet and had a bunch of really volile magic. As all youngsters do, before it settles into something tameable. Children can’t die like once they’re out of the womb they’re immune for like 4-5 months.

anyway so they targeted Ema. This was bad. Coranthe noticed very fast with her overprotective mom instincts. It was the middle of the night and the man had a knife enchanted with sharpening sigils. This was… also bad~. Coranthe lost an eye, an arm, a leg, and caused irreparable damage to her nervous system. She’ll never be able to walk for more than 30 minutes at a time, much less dance.

Ema abandoned her for dead, in tears and basically locked herself in her room for the rest of time, after her promotion to heir (taking the name Emaline) she’s the Actual Perfect Heir. Making deals with fae for memory charms and feeding her parents a steady supply of misery (unlike Tay. Who got married off to an abusive asshole in an attempt to do that but thanks to a loophole she is no longer a Lelouch and thus doesn’t count. This also means she is totally free from the obidience cause in the blood contract. Thank you marriage contract. Ovi does not get this. She get consort contracted, which means she is forever doomed)

anyway. Coranthe was saved by the rebellion (she killed the dude so they took her as a replacement) and told them her name was Anthe Spinner and she was a maid for the Lelouches. She is trying very hard to leave them behind (she subverted the contract by technically dying lol) and suppressed all the good memories to get over them. She hates all the Lelouches and refuses to admit the other kids are also victims, after all she got out (she lost her life. Her dreams. Sometimes it feels like she’s still trapped there). Her spiderweb of scars are a never ending reminder that pain and also pain.

her favorite thing now is forcing others to dance to her beat (manipulation). She’s behind a wholeeee heck of a lot of stuff actually (not Ovi’s marriage. She felt relief when Ovi got out though she pretends she didn’t). Girlies aroace so she be vibing. She has a large spider tattoo on her back, covering the large brand her parents gave her during the blood contact process (Ovi’s was on her arm, she covered it with her flower. Tay and Kai have theirs on their neck, Kai covers it with makeup and Tay burned it off when she began ascending. Emaline has it on her back as well. Kora has hers on the back of her hands, she’s planning on reversing the contract. Zaki’s is infused with fae magic and slowly overtaking his body and Finn and Ever have theirs on opposite feet)

[celestie0]

ok i thought i would like kai and god how wrong i was ahhaha

when that thing with soccer ball happened i thought that satoru tried to intentionally kick it in kai’s face to create some distance between them💀 him being jealous and overprotective the whole chapter was so hot omg how do u make him so hot. 

i really don’t understand what kai’s goal was with that whole “interview”?? i mean i do but couldn’t he just tell her directly hey you’re just going to need to suck someone off if u want to succeed and not have her go through all of that and embarrass her?? or was the embarrassment the point?? also can we talk about how scary it is to go to a bar with 3 men that are basically strangers and shady asf, like i knew something was going to happen the moment that guy made a remark “you’re going to learn so much under him”. if i were her i would have went with satoru after he had pulled her over lolz but u can see how angry she was at him that she decided to ignore the red flags just to spite him

and the end with satoru saying that he’s going to help her and that she’s enough really shows the difference between him and kai. i hope the last 3 chapters are full of fluffff cause our girl has been going through itttt but i also hope she does make him beg and grovel just because of how bipolar he has been acting.

overall great chapter and definitely worth the wait!!! 

omg dear reader i love how fkn real u keep it always 😭🤣 AND THE LENGTH of ur asks im always so sobbed to see it 😭💕 thank u for taking the time

OMG pls tbvh i thought of that being the case (gojo kicking ball to kai) but changed my mind in the end loool but nah he was just distracted seein them tgthr. and aaa yea he was in overprotective mode this whole chap he just cant help getting involved w her 😭😭

yea i thought a lot ab kai’s motives in this chapter. he clearly likes/was attracted to her since the beginning, but when she rejected his kiss, he realized there’s not rly much to be built there (or in his mind she doesn’t “put out” easy 🙄),, so she lost favor w him and he pretended to look out for her just to be spiteful after that. i guess i liken it to guys that are only nice to girls if they’re attracted to them and/or provide them w something like sex or attention. i think in ch8 he was genuinely looking out for her (albeit not very compassionately), but after she rejected his kiss, he was like meh idc to be careful ab this anymore. but also, i think he himself didnt realize that she is pretty capable and actually has a decent resume/shot at the dreams he gave up on, so the more he learned ab it, the more insecure he became ab his own goals and also her rejection of him, and then bam he felt compelled to embarrass her (grade A asshole). but also, he got her hopes up w a decent sounding job, just to crush em, which he knew would add to the pain

and yea i think her red flag radar was goin off the whole time w kai and her friends but mannn i think she just was rly desperate given everything going on 😔 and yea i mean satoru was always gonna keep an eye on her for sure regardless, but she was angry w him, he was hurt by her, just not a good environment for mutual support and care to occur lmfao. ur so right tho that wld be such a terrifying situation to get yourself into

and i knowwwww reader went thru so fkn much this chapter i felt so bad 😭 but yeah there will probs be more than three chapters haha cuz i have a lot more stuff to cover, but it’s def satoru’s turn to obsessively pine over her lmao.

THANK YOU DEAR FOR THE ASK IM SORRY FOR MATCHING IT W AN EVEN LONGER ONE but your comments just spark sm of my thinking cells haha. hope to see you in the next one <333 💕💕💕

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Ohmygosh I literally just saw the reply u had to my ask and you KEEP GIVING ME SNIPPET IDEAS !!! sugu with an arm around your waist and playing with your hair is soooo cute :,(( okok but talking about what that made me think of… one idea that’s really growing on me is (very specific but hear me out) childhood friends with stsg — you all have some pretty deep personal feelings for eachother (ur in love) (but shhh it’s for the plot) and (RELEVANT!!!! HEAR ME OUT!!!!) reader is a bit too nice to people who don’t always deserve it, maybe struggles with saying no to people. SO… somehow, maybe you end up in a relationship with someone who stsg just immediately do not like. Probably someone who they simply just don’t think is right for you (only they are :3), or is toxic but in a very sneaky way. So that they can see it, but you can’t. And the whole reason reader would be dating this other person in the first place is not actually because they like them but just because they want to experience romance (maybe gaslighted themselves into thinking they DID actually like the person) because it’s not like you have two of the most caring and loyal best friends that are in love with you to help you experience romance, right???? RIGHT???? 🤨🤨🤨 and reader doesn’t seem to immediately recognise that what their “partner” is doing is unhealthy/understand how to set boundaries in place. Me personally I think stsg would go insane after seeing you tolerate someone that treats u wrong :,( I feel like at first they would be a bit hesitant to do anything bold because you know!! As much as they hate it, it’s your life and only you can decide who to date !! (even if they both know damn well u would be so much happier with them) but then. After meeting your partner and seeing the way they treat you, I don’t think it would be long before satoru is attempting to explode them with his mind and sugu is straight up deathstaring them SHDJDHHF THEYRE SOO SILLY PLS😭😭 maybe you leave to go the bathroom or something and when you come back the mf is shaking and sweating in fear. and they’re like “🧍🧍 we didn’t do anything we swear…” I CANNOTTT 😭😭 okok thank u for listening to my silly speech about how I love them more than life itself shehdh.,,, I feel like this one and the cheated on!reader go together well ,… :3 — stsg anon !!

STSG ANON YOU’VE DONE IT AGAINNNNNN u already know how i feel abt stsg childhood friends to lovers ……. 😔😔😔 i am a weak weak individual.

goshhhh stsg anon ….. ur concepts are always so tasty and full of potential …… this kind of reader would be so perfect for stsg like they would protect u soooo fervently T—T… i can imagine them being like little guardian angels when they were children, scaring bullies away and encouraging u to stand up for urself….. :(( they’re just the sweetest little guys ever!!! and i agree that u dating someone who doesn’t treat u well would literally make them go insane LMAO “satoru is attempting to explode them with his mind and sugu is straight up deathstaring them” THEY’RE SOOOOOO SILLY SO OVERPROTECTIVE……… 😭😭😭

no but i agree sm though, i think they hate ur partner INSTANTLY and want them to Die but they don’t want to upset u yk??? and they don’t want to act like they have control over ur life either. so they just trashtalk them in secret 😭😭 but once they realize that the relationahip is dragging u down and causing u harm i honestly think they just get desperate … like. your happiness and health ALWAYS comes first to them. and suddenly they’re staging a whole intervention, making a powerpoint to convince u to see your own worth + break up with ur partner….. and if u refuse?? they are NOT above threatening the loser themselves. like. stsg are sweethearts but they have zero respect for anyone who hurts you <33

aaaaand then mysteriously your partner breaks up with you :33 toooootally not bc of stsg. they’re innocent ur honour !!! they’re just relieved that u aren’t stuck with someone like that anymore. (aaand they’re happy that they get to be as touchy as they want without u getting worried abt making ur partner jealous <333)

tbh i think stsg might suffer even more if u were to date someone who’s genuinely a very good person LMAO…. because they can’t help but feel overprotective, a little hostile, but they just can’t find anything to complain about???? your s/o is perfect. but they still feel this strange dislike towards them …. (i think this would also force them to realize that they do in fact like reader 😭) anyway i feel like they’re very much grumpy and a little stiff at first but when they see how happy ur partner makes u they can’t really hate them anymore 😔😔😔 and i do feel like they’d become friends with them eventually…. reluctantly…… as long as they can stay by your side, they’re satisfied :’3

[delcakoo]

enhas reaction to you being jealous *ೃ’

✘ PAIRING ! enhypen x gn!reader

✘ GENRE ! fluff n crack !

✘ WC ! 3.3k.. woops

a/n: thank you sm for all the follows <3 pls enjoy and give feedback if u do!

read the sequel !

// LEE HEESEUNG !

seeing you all jealous honestly makes him,, a bit proud?!

not if you’re really upset or mad of course

just the fact that you love him so much to the point where you’d show you’re jealousy for him else y’know!

but being the good boyfriend he is, hee always makes sure that anything you don’t like doesn’t get very far

currently your boyfriend is playing some comp multiplayer game on his laptop

val or something <\3

meanwhile you’re relaxing on his bed eating popcorn and scrolling through disney+ trying to figure out which iconic movie to re-watch

heeseung has his mic off, but you can both still hear his teammates communicating and yelling call outs to each other

but the thing is

these are just random people he’s playing with

so when he unmutes to tell his team his current position, you listen carefully to what they say

listen, you’re a bit overprotective >:[

in your defence that’s your man and if they say anything mean to him they’re dead to you and you’ll probably figure out some way to get them banned

however you’re even more taken aback when one of the girls on his team goes “damn, whoever’s playing reyna? your voice is hot as fuck.”

you whip your head towards heeseung, narrowing your eyes at the screen threateningly as if the random player could see you

heeseung being the curious, cocky mf he is has to turn around just to see your pouting expression

this idiot even giggles before finally unmuting to respond

“thanks, but i’m taken.”

the girl laughs, “yeah? do they play? they should 1v1 me. winner gets you.”

your jaw drops in disbelief, and heeseung looks at you again, eyes widened

“uh, i’m good. they don’t play anyway.”

you desperately want to walk over there and yell some sense into the girl, but you calmly stay planted to your spot on the bed

“hm, your loss i guess.” she replies

as soon as the game ends, you begin whining, forcing heeseung to teach you everything about valorant

he tries to reassure you, letting you know that he already blocked the player for good and he’s all yours

but forget disney movies.

you swear on your life you’ll get all the way to platinum just to find that girl and fight her to the death

heeseung only laughs, shaking his head as you begin watching “top 10 tips for valorant beginners” on the tv

// PARK JAY !

jay’s just like. why

mans is so confused

he’s literally obsessed with you there’s no need to be jealous!?!?

however he’s not one to be oblivious at all, if anyone does try to flirt with him he’ll just completely ignore them and let them know he is most definitely taken

you guys are out on a date and decide to chill at this small cafe for lunch

everythings going great, you take some amazing pictures of jay looking all boyfriend material as usual

when your waitress comes to take your order

she’s very pretty, and seems to be around the same age as you and jay, which is all cool

until you realize she’s just staring right at your boyfriend and is completely ignoring your existence

“hey there, can i get you started with a drink?” she smiles, continuing to only look at him

you roll your eyes, deciding to just focus on the menu as your mood has been soured

jay politely orders a water, as the waiter proceeds to start writing on her notepad for about five seconds before finally turning to you

her smile visibly drops, suddenly looking bored

“and for you?”

“just a water as well, please.”

this time, she only nods slightly before walking off into the back

you scowl and turn to jay, “so she has to write down your cup of water, because, for some reason she can’t just remember that, but not mine?”

jay sighs, “i know, just try to ignore her babe.”

the waitress quickly returns, and you can’t help but notice her new, bright red lipstick. you barely contain your scoff, watching her take out her notepad once again before smiling at jay

listen you knew he was handsome, but could she not see you right there

“what can i get for your lunch, sir?”

in the middle of ordering, jay notices your upset expression

he would never allow you to be frowning in front of him, especially on a date

while continuing to tell the women what he wants, he reaches over, intertwining your fingers through his

your eyes brighten at the touch, lips quirking proudly when the waitress notices, rolling her eyes

“is something the matter?” jay immediately asks

she looks back at him quickly, smiling, “oh, of course not, sir!”

“great, my partner is ready to order whenever you are.”

// SIM JAKE !

this man just laughs at you

jealous? pfffffft

as if anyone could be better than you?!

teases you for sure, but also reassures you by giving you lots of words of affirmation and cuddles

you’ve just woken up when you see a notification from enhypen’s twitter

oh wow you wonder who could’ve posted

perhaps it’s one of jungwon’s bed selcas

or maybe niki posted a picture of the sky for the 100th time

you click the notification and nearly fall off your bed

sim jaehyun.

good lord

your boyfriend has posted mirror selcas and you’ve never taken a screenshot so fast in your life

in your desperate attempt to click on the photos, you end up in the comment section

there’s a flurry of hearts and dog emojis, along with all sorts of comments asking jake to either date them or marry them

one engene is asking if layla wants a sibling and that they can bark

you laugh, shaking your head as you continue scrolling through the thousands of comments

you land at one retweet that has a picture captioned “i’m so jealous!”

it’s a signed manifesto album, where jake wrote “do you wanna go on a date?”

(he actually did that btw)

you pout, quickly closing twitter and calling the culprit of the crime

he answers after three rings, “hi babe, we’re at dance practise!” he says, and you can faintly hear paradoxxx invasion playing in the back

at the sound of his cute voice, you nearly forget your point of calling, “yah, why are you asking engenes on dates dumbass!?”

the line goes silent for a moment before he bursts out into a giggle, “yoi, are you jealous? i can take you on a date too.. i guess.” he teases

the audacity…

you scoff, “fine, maybe i should go on a date with another member then since you’ve found someone else.”

you can hear someone giggle in the back, most likely jungwon

“ay! that’s not happening,” he replies strictly, “i’m sorry baby. i’ll take you on the best date in the world tomorrow!”

“yeah you better dumbass, now stop flirting with engenes!”

“no promises~”

// PARK SUNGHOON!

lord…

this cocky idiot is teasing the shit outta you

of course he’s being flirted with by every breathing life form

this only makes your life much harder

but if you really do get upset he always makes sure you aren’t insecure and know that he’s all yours

you and sunghoon are in the mall going christmas shopping

something you bOth suck at

so you decided to fuse your small brains together and hopefully get at least some gifts done today

your boyfriend recites the list you’ve made, “okay, next is a new cologne for jay hyung. but doesn’t he have enough of those?”

when he gets no reply, he worriedly turns around to check on you

you were very easily distracted so sunghoon was practically your babysitter at times like these

when he finally finds you, you’re practically drooling, staring at a churro stand nearby

he sighs, smiling slightly at how cute you look before walking over

“really? we’ve gotten two gifts and you want a snack break already?”

you look up at sunghoon, eyes sparkling and tugging his sleeve

“pleaseeee hoonie, they smell so good!”

he really couldn’t resist your pouty face, leaning down to give a quick peck to your lips grinning, “i’m going to go find jay’s gift while you wait then, if anything happens call me right away, okay?”

you nod, smiling as you watch him enter a nearby perfume store

by the time you’ve got yourself a bag full of the sugary sweets, you’re practically starving

you munch on them happily, skipping off into the perfume store to find your boyfriend and share them with him

until you see an extremely gorgeous women talking to him, batting her eyelashes flirtatiously

but the worst part is sunghoon is smiling

smiling, and talking to her!

you feel insecurity flash through you, watching him interact with someone so beautiful

you walk over nervously, wiping your lips of any churro crumbs

when sunghoon sees you, he waves you over happily while the girl only frowns in confusion

“jagi,” you watch as her eyes widen at the pet name, “this is nagyung, my old friend from school! we were just catching up.”

you wave over to her, offering a small smile, and she only looks at sunghoon awkwardly, “uh, yeah. it was nice seeing you hoon, text me whenever!” she winks before rushing to leave.

you pout, waiting for sunghoon to look at you once she left. when he sees your expression, he tilts his head

“what’s wrong?”

you scowl, taking out another churro, “you know what’s wrong. she was all over you.”

he immediately smirks, “are you perhaps.. jealous?”

you whip your head to him, “no way! i just…” you trail off

he laughs, taking a churro for himself, “you’re so obsessed with me y/n~”

you groan, watching him continue to laugh at your dismay, “she was just so pretty, and i guess i felt a bit insecure.”

sunghoon stops his giggling, looking at you sadly before pulling you closer, kissing the top of your head, “don’t be, while i may not show it, you have me wrapped around that tiny finger of yours,” he admits

you raise an eyebrow, your mood suddenly switching again, “oh really? so is it okay that i used your credit card to buy these churros?”

he sighs in utter defeat

// KIM SUNOO !

sunoo is very observative

if you were jealous, he’d probably know right away and would make sure you’re okay

he might tease you about your pouty face a bit first though c:

he’s probably the sweetest about it even though he isn’t the jealous type himself

you and your boyfriend are walking back to the dorms after an amazing date at the amusement park

it was a chaotic day, mostly consisting of you dragging sunoo onto every ride big or small, including the roller coasters

sunoo would be screaming his dolphin ass off every time there was a drop, while you were just having a great time cackling next to him

then later, he tried to be all sappy and win you a prize from one of those rigged shooting games that was obviously a scam aimed towards dumb kids

either way, it was the thought that counted

as you were about to ask sunoo for a piggyback, being too tired from all the screaming and running around the park, a girl calls out to him from across the road

“sunoo, is that you?”

you tilt your head in confusion, looking over to see a gorgeous woman walking over to you

sunoo gasps, “jiwoo? wah, it’s been so long! this is my partner, y/n!” he introduces you, “jagi, this is my childhood friend and ex neighbour, jiwoo!”

you both politely bow in greeting, nodding to each other

and for the next ten minutes, sunoo and jiwoo spend catching up and talking about every little thing they can think of

you’re just nodding along every once in a while, but you definitely start to feel a bit needy and bored

sunoo, knowing you so well, could instantly tell that you were getting restless by your fidgeting, letting jiwoo know that he had to get going

once they’ve hugged it out and said their goodbyes, he skips over to you giddily, taking your hand in his

he sighs, “wow, i haven’t seen her in forever, i can’t believe this! turns out, she also had a crush on me! i thought it was one-sided the whole time.”

she what

he what

“you guys had crushes on each other!?” you whine

sunoo giggles, “yeah, but that was just silly childhood crushes.” he replies, kissing the tip of your nose fondly

“yeah, but that means she might still like you!”

sunoo only smirks, watching you frown curiously, “aww, you’re so cute when you’re jealous!”

“i am not jealous, where did you get that idea?!” you smack his shoulder, trying your best to maintain a stone face

he raises a brow, “you have the biggest pout right now, don’t lie to me jagi.”

he can read you like a book

“that’s it, i’m taking you back to the park so you can get scammed by those old salesmen again.”

// YANG JUNGWON !

this boy..

while he is mature in most situations, jungwon would find it hilarious

he would definitely start giggling at your jealous expressions and whining and make it worse

like hoon though, he would stop right away if he noticed you needed some genuine reassurance and offer you lots of kisses and words of affirmation

your boyfriend has come to visit you at work since he finally has a break from promotions

not that your job was very exciting, you just made bubble tea and other sweet drinks

but for some reason jungwon found it very endearing to just watch you interact with the customers while sitting in one of the booths like a proud mom

the worst part was when he took random pictures and sometimes even recorded you, your face always cutely furrowed in concentration

and every time you complained, he only started laughing, dimples appearing as he smiles in victory at his growing camera roll

luckily, today everything was running rather smoothly at the boba shop

besides jungwon changing his lock screen to you in the middle of spilling tapioca pearls everywhere

sighs

the doorbell suddenly rings as a woman walks in, you notice her staring at jungwon before ordering two regular milk teas with pearls

you were a bit confused, since she was alone

regardless, you began working on her drinks, glancing at your boyfriend who was on his phone, waiting for your break to start so he could steal you away

once you’re done making her drinks, your jaw nearly falls off when you watch her smoothly slide into jungwon’s booth across from him, offering the other boba to him, smiling

“hey, i got this for you since you looked lonely.”

you snarl, staring daggers at the woman

why did your boyfriend have to be so good looking just sitting on his phone

jungwon’s eyes widened in surprise, politely taking the other drink and nodding to her. “oh, thank you but,” he points over to you, who’s still standing behind the counter, flabbergasted, “i’m taken.”

the girl gasps, “oh, i’m sorry, i just assumed because you were— well, alone. you can keep the drink.”

she bows and apologises to you, before running out in embarrassment

you quickly walk over once she’s gone, snatching the drink out of your boyfriend’s hand and having it yourself, slurping it down angrily

he laughs uncontrollably, finding the whole situation hilarious

you shake your head, grinning slightly, “i can’t believe i just made a drink that someone used to flirt with my boyfriend. right in front of me.”

jungwon continues to laugh, “your face was so funny! i wish i could’ve recorded that!”

you giggle yourself, “at this point i need to get my name tattooed across your forehead so people back off of what’s mine.”

he only pats your head, ruffling your hair annoyingly, “don’t worry jagi, i’ll only accept boba from you~”

you whip your head to the boy, “yah! you liar, you were about to drink the one she gave you before i took it!”

he starts laughing once again, making you smile in adoration

he’s lucky he’s so cute..

// NISHIMURA RIKI !

oh no

the spawn of satan..

this man tries to make you jealous

all. the. time.

he goes out of his way to do stupid things like commenting on how a girl looks just to see your jealous pout and whines and even giggles after (before apologizing moments later)

and the thing is your boyfriend’s a whole ass hypocrite too!

whenever you even talk to one of his members for too long he gets all jealous and needy and says that you’re being stolen from him and demands your full attention

what to do with this boy..

you guys are on a arcade “date”

but this is no cute getaway where niki tries to get you the biggest teddy bear because he’s sooo in love with you

oh no

this is a war.

you and your boyfriend have been keeping tally on who can win the most games against each other (very romantic)

niki won basketball, bike racing, and one of the zombie shooter games

meanwhile you won the hunting game, piano tiles, and the giant crossy road game because niki kept jumping in front of cars

either way, it was tied and you are determined to win because the loser has to do aegyo for the other

something you both absolutely despised

you’ve been taking turns choosing the game, and now it was niki’s turn

“what game next?”

niki scans the room, pointing to something in the corner, “hammer game!”

you sigh, following him as he runs over to it like a toddler

it was simple, whoever hits the circle the hardest wins

the thing is a certain someone has been working out a bit too much and it wasn’t you

that didn’t stop you from trying though, “okay, let me show you how it’s done.” you say grinning, cracking your knuckles before picking up the hammer

“whatever you say babe.” niki replies, smirking and taking out his phone to record you

until he suddenly feels a quick tap to his shoulder

he powers off his phone again, turning around to see a pretty girl standing in front of him with a giant teddy bear

“hey, i just wanted to give you this because i thought it was cute like you!” she says, handing it over to him

meanwhile in the background you’re having a great time slamming the hammer down onto the target, completely oblivious to what's happening behind you

niki takes it, smiling, “oh, thank you.”

as he replies, you’ve turned around smiling proudly, “babe did you see th—“

your eyes turn to slits, watching the exchange before furiously stomping over

you smack his arm, making your boyfriend yelp out

then he starts laughing of course

“what the fuck is this?! i turn around for one second and girls are winning you teddy bears?” you complain, shaking him around

he continues smiling, “well i think it’s cute,” he says, showing it to you cockily, “like that girl~”

you throw the hammer down, rushing over to the prize stand as niki follows you, very amused, with his bear still in hand

“i’m going to win you the biggest, cutest teddy bear in this whole goddamn place.” you glance back at him, “and you’re throwing that out.”

in the end, you spend an hour collecting tickets for niki’s new and much better teddy bear from you, while he stood next to you giggling the whole time at your focused expression

when you got home though, he made sure to give you lots of cuddles and hugs as an apology

oh, and that teddy bear from the girl?

it mysteriously disappeared the next day when he woke up ;)

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