#pregnancy announcment

[meg-noel-art]

Caitlyn's not a big fan of the matching shirts but anything for Vi 😌🙂‍↕️

[nataliescatorccio]

ANTHONY AND KATE BRIDGERTON, THE VISCOUNT AND VISCOUNTESS Bridgerton: Season 3, Part I

[silentreigns]

The way this picture is more romantic + has more tension than what F1 WAGs post...

[w2soneshots]

Announcement -W2S

words: 0.6k+

warnings: pregnancy.

summary: you and Harry announce your exiting news to the sidemen in an interesting way.

notes: hello my babies! I haven’t done a dad!bog fic in forever and this brought back all my baby fever🥹. Here’s the request. Enjoy!!🧸💓🫶🏼

Today me and Harry are announcing our pregnancy to the boys. We've been keeping it our little secret for just over four months and it has been difficult but we've loved it. I'm not an official member of the sidemen but I'm always in their videos so morning sickness and the crazy hormones have been hard to hide, along with the fact I now have a bump. I haven't worn anything tight fitting in weeks. We wanted to do something funny and casual with the boys so when we found out that they were filming a photo roulette for more sidemen we knew that was our chance.

"You nervous?" I asked Harry as we drove. "Not really, I'm just excited to finally tell everyone." He replied with a smile. We told our families a few days ago and they were all ecstatic. "I feel the same. Also we're gonna need to tell Faith ASAP because we both know Ethan can't keep any secrets from her." Harry chuckled, knowing I was definitely right.

When we arrived outside of the building and Harry parked we made our way upstairs. "Hey! Feeling better?" Tobi asked as we walked into the studio. Last week I had to leave a side plus shoot early because I started to feel nauseous. The boys were concerned but Harry reassured them that I was fine, since he knew that it was just because I'm pregnant. "Yeah." I smiled with a light nod of my head.

Once we sat down to film we began with a few other videos then finally after around two hours it was time. "Hello and welcome to 'sidemen photo roulette', with y/n!" Simon announced to the camera. "Everyone has sent in a random amount of pictures from their camera rolls and you'll all have to guess who sent it in." He explained. Simon was going to be able to see the pictures so I was just hoping he would stay silent.

We got started and we saw some really funny and random photos. As the game went on my hands were fidgeting as I anticipated what was going to happen. "Ok and the final pic." The picture me and Harry had taken of our dog with the baby's first ultrasound in his mouth popped up on the tv. The room went silent. "Is that? Oh my god!" Ethan jumped from his seat, looking straight at me and Harry. Everyone quickly began to catch on and cheers filled the room.

Once everyone said congratulations we sat back down. "How many months are you?" JJ asked. "Five." I replied. "Twenty weeks?!" Vik exclaimed. Harry chuckled. "Uh yeah. We kept putting off telling everyone. Before last week only me and y/n knew." He explained. "So you-" Ethan pointed down to my stomach, which was covered by one of Harry's oversized hoodies. I nodded then slowly lifted it over my bump. All six of their eyes flickered from my stomach, to me and then to Harry. "So the other week you-" Tobi began. "I smelt something weird and it made me feel nauseous." I laughed.

Later that night I sat between Harry's legs, my back leaning on his chest. He ran his fingers over my bump as we sat in a comfortable silence. "I think they were a bit shocked that we waited so long to tell everyone." I whispered. Harry smiled, even though I couldn't see him. "I like that we kept it a secret. But it feels good to be able to talk to people about it, since it's like the biggest and best thing that's ever happened to me." He replied quietly. I hummed as my hands traveled to land on top of his. "Want me to run you a warm bath?" He asked. "Only if you join me." I smiled. "I was already planning on it."

[str8upjorkinit]

Leos pregnant

[omegalerc]

SERVING PREGNANT OMEGA. there’s no other words really

[howsdeanshole]

secure (1/3)

[reidiot]

i need ollie to comment condolences

[amorgansgal]

I'm going to have a baby!

[autumnheartsprice]

One Gift

Price x afab!reader |Pure fluff, no smut, surprise ending|

Price who absolutely loves spoiling his girl rotten! You're definitely getting princess treatment. Random gifts just because he felt like it, opening doors for you, getting anything and everything you need or want - even if you want ice cream in the middle of the night.

Oh, he most definitely gives you gifts throughout the year, but for Christmas? That man is taking pictures of everything you look at or even consider getting in the shops. That soft blanket you wanted in March? Under the tree. The pretty jewelry set you saw while window shopping? Wrapped up under the tree with the help of Laswell. This man takes pictures and notes of everything you've said you wanted, just so he can pile up gifts under the tree on Christmas Eve.

December 25th comes up quickly. You wake up to Soap banging on the door, hollering for everyone to get up so he can give out gifts. Your husband groans beside you as you softly giggle.

You two eventually make your way to the common room, the glowing Christmas tree welcoming you. You're tugging your tired husband beside you before suddenly stopping in your tracks, since when was there that much presents under the tree? Everyone put there's under last night and it was not like that before you went to bed.. unless..

"John, are you fucking with me?" you mutter, eyes widened like a deer in headlights in your pink Christmas pajamas. His gruff beard comes up to your cheek from behind you as he pulls you close to him; "Why? Don't like it? Only a few 's for the lads." he hushes, as if it's nothing. He presses a soft kiss on your cheek before going to sit down on the couch, gesturing for you to grab a present and start unwrapping.

You've lost track of how much presents you've opened already, the majority from Price, but a few occasional ones from the rest of the team, even some beautiful stud earrings from Laswell. Once Soap calmed down and stopped whining about not being spoiled like you are, the rest of the team moved their way out to find something to eat for breakfast, leaving you and Price on the couch together as you opened your last present from him.

"Love.. you didn't have to do all this at all.. I feel bad, I only got you one thing and it's not even that big.." You whisper, a sense of guilt filling your voice. "Like I give a shit. You could've gotten me nothin' for all I care. My only wish for the big guy was to see you happy." he whispers back, his hand reaching up to softly caress your cheek.

At the sudden sound of the fire alarm going off and Gaz yelling at Soap, you two laugh together and decide to fix them something before they burn the whole building down.

It was getting late and everyone was heading to bed. You and Price stayed back to clean up the leftover plates and whiskey glasses from the boys. As you watched your husband finish loading up the dishwasher and dry his hands, you walked up behind him and hugged him, wrapping your arms around his torso as you pressed your cheek into his back.

"Time for your present now, love.." you nervously stated, you pulled off not worrying about it all day but now the nerves were getting to you. "Yeah? 'S that right? Thought I told you I didn't need anything other than you?" he replied. A nervous pit formed in your stomach as you anxiously bit your bottom lip. "Just c'mon, old man." you tease, trying to ease your own mind before pulling away from him and taking his wrist.

You pull him to your guy's shared room, shutting the door behind you two and pointing towards the bed, telling him to sit as you dig in your nightstand drawer.

You pull out a decent-sized pink box, wrapped with a blue bow around it and nervously hand it to him. "What's this, eh?" He asks, looking up at you before looking back down and slowly opening the box. "I'm sorry I didn't get you anything else.. I've been busy with.. just this one gift.." you muttered out. As you slowly sit down on the bed next to him, he's loosening the bow and opening the box.

He pulls out a light brown teddy bear with a pink and blue polka-dot bowtie, and a collection of small items. "Love..?" he quietly asks, barely audible as he looks at the positive pregnancy tests. His hand comes up to cover his dropped jaw out of pure shock, eyes set deeply onto the tests in his hands. "You're.. you're pregnant..? Oh my god.. you're pregnant!" He looks up at you, barely even giving you a chance to nod before he's pouncing on you, tackling you in his arms and pressing delightful kisses all over your cheeks. "I'm gonna be a Dad! Oh my God, lovie!" he rushes out; he forces himself back so he can look at your joyous face, before leaning in and placing a soft passionate kiss on your lips as one of his hands rests upon your belly where his baby is.

[mommahughes19-23]

Baby Devil - J.H

y/user : already in love with you 01/19/25

tagged : @jackhughes

jackhughes : WHEN, HOW, WHERE, DID YOU GET THE LITTLE OUTFIT 💓 🫨🤨😱

↪ nicohischier : @y/user he's quite literally crying in the shower ... I can hear him from my stall

↪ lhughes_06 : so like what if it isn't a girl and you spent ur money on a headband u won't use 🤨

↪ y/user : @lhughes_06 sir it is 2024 my child will wear it no matter the gender thank u vm

emeliekulikova : congrats my forever favorite WAG, miss you much pretty girl 💓

lexlexdemko : @y/user @jackhughes T and I are beyond thrilled for you guys! Can't wait to see some 'nucks swag on the little one!

tdemko30 : 💓 🫨 🤧

dawson1417 : STOKED to take the little one snowboarding

↪ y/user : @dawson1417 did u even ask u butthole? 🤨🫷🏻

_quinnhughes : about to be the BIGGEST Canucks fan we ever had

njdevils : Can't wait to add the little guy to the roster!

↪ y/user : OR GIRL @njdevils

↪ njdevils : 🫡 @y/user

curtislazar95 : we trust jack with children? where did we go wrong 🙅🏻

bradytkachuk : Emma wants to know when you will allow playdates to happen.

↪ y/user : well with that attitude @bradytkachuk for you NEVER, for Emma WHENEVER YOU WANT MY LOVE 💓

↪ ehtkachuk : I CANNOT WAIT!!!!!! @y/user

bradytkachuck : @y/user ROOD 🤧

A.N : Okie so here is this lil thing. Idk I saw the lil onesie pic and I HAD TO DO SOMETHING OK. This will be my last post of the night bc a girl is tired lol. I think I am gonna do something like this for a few other players maybe. I dont think imma be able to post anything till either tomorrow night or Monday so dont kill me please and thank you.

urrrrrm idk idk idk idk idk what else so thanks and bless Brandon Montour ... hope I missed nothing other than IDK WHY SOME OF THE COMMENTS WONT FORMAT HOW I WANT

ALSO bc she said please @skylershines here you go pookie pie momma <3

[singaporehelmet]

i feel like as a community we moved on way too fast from the fact that max literally threatened to smash george's head into a wall

[catladyoftheyr]

ೀ⋆｡🍞𝓑𝓾𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓞𝓿𝓮𝓷 🍞｡⋆ ೀ

𝘕𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Synopsis: you call Nanami home from a mission early for a special surprise 🤰

Word count: just under 700 I believe, short & sweet

Notes/ warnings: tooth rotting fluff, all ages welcome. Loosely inspired by That would be enough from Hamilton 💖

ETA: thanks for letting me know I completely forgot to copy paste the actual fic from my docs, Jelly 🤦🏼‍♀️

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You were filled with emotion, specifically gratitude when Nanami walked through the front door of your shared home. You said a silent prayer of thanks to whatever God sent him home in one piece this time. He was quiet, clearly exhausted from his latest mission. You greeted him with a soft kiss, enveloping him in your arms. “I’m so glad to see you, Ken,” you murmured in his ear. He wrapped his arms around you and held you close. You inhaled, taking in the scent of his cologne mixed with hair product, a tinge of natural musk coming through.

“They sent me home early. I was scheduled to be in Kyoto for at least another week.” He mused while stroking your hair. “They didn’t give an explanation either, I hope my work is still satisfactory.”

“I’m sure your work is exceptional, dear. You’re a strong grade 1 sorcerer that anyone would be happy to work with. Don’t worry so much, darling. It’s not good for you.” You slowly broke your embrace, leading your husband toward the kitchen. “I have a surprise for you”

“You spoil me, my love,” Kento said, holding your hand as he followed you. “If anything I should be grateful to you for being such a good wife.”

“Oh hush. Now sit down and close your eyes.”

“As you wish”

“Thank you. Now no peeking! It’s important.”

“I wouldn’t dare.” A grin spread across Nanami’s face, his smile lines letting you fall in love all over again.

You pulled a small brown box out of the cupboard where you’d hidden it. Inside was a loaf of fresh sourdough from Nanami’s favorite neighborhood bakery. The bread was still fresh, having been picked up earlier in anticipation of your husband’s return. You’d arranged for them to write a special message for him to see when he opened it, and you’d carefully placed an envelope with your latest ultrasounds under the paper in the bottom of the box.

You placed the gift on the table and strode to stand behind Nanami. You bent over, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and whispering in his ear. “You can look now”

You released him from your grip to let him open his surprise, eager to see his reaction. “You shouldn’t have” he murmured.

“You deserve it. I had them make it special this afternoon”

Nanami opened the box slowly, taking in the scent of the bread with great joy. His eyes narrowed as he scanned the writing on the inside of the lid. “There’s a bun.. in the oven?” He looked at you with slight confusion as the wheels turned inside his head.

“Goodness, Ken. Look under the bread; under the paper.”

He did as he was asked, gingerly lifting the bread and its barrier from the box. He opened the envelope with slow precision, eyes widening as pulled the ultrasound images out. You could see the moment he connected the dots. “Wait a minute. Are you?”

“Yes. I’m pregnant! You’re going to be a dad, honey.”

Nanami sat in stunned silence for several moments, processing the information you’d laid on him. “How far?” He asked, seemingly only capable of simple sentences currently.

“8 weeks, my love. I’ve known for about two now, but you were in Kyoto, and I wanted to make sure everything was okay before I said anything. So truth be told I requested you home early. I couldn’t stand waiting any longer. Your performance is exceptional as usual, dear.”

“I’m speechless. Truly. But I’m overjoyed to be a father. You’re going to make a wonderful mother, sweetheart. I couldn’t be happier to embark on this next chapter of our lives together.”

[ravencincaide]

When you assume you make an ‘ass’ out of me and you 

Summary: Finding out you’re pregnant, you decide to end things over text. Too bad Chuuya and Dazai were NOT buying your poor excuses. Or the time you made them very happy. 

Pairing: preg! Reader x Dazai x Chuuya

Inspired by Sweetober prompt 5: Embracing 

Warnings: pregnancy, cursing, hint at (kinky) intimacy, 

Enjoy ~

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You were feeling like shit. And that was a huge statement considering that you had only ever taken a handful of sick days; turning up to work despite broken bones, staples keeping your skin somewhat together and internal bleeding. Cold was a minor inconvenience and sprained muscles could be forced to function. Ear inflammation was harder but still doable. After all, your job wasn’t all about active field work. A lot of it was information checking online, monitoring people or groups activities through other teams reports or keeping an eye on bank data so your team was within its budget for missions, leisure or other necessities. Damn, it was a miracle how you managed to fix it the last budging year when you had two subordinates who were the definition of shooting maniacs, one chronic alcoholic, and an illiterate clutz who could never find receipts or who somehow switched up numbers in their reports to the point of giving you a heart attack. 

Thereby being away even for a day not only risked your office becoming a shooting range, no work being done, missions delayed however, most importantly, your steady tower of paperwork growing into an unmanageable city. You were on your second week away from the office, with no real prognosis for when you’d feel well enough to be back. And you were dreading going back.

Your boss has turned up a few days prior, had taken a thirty second look at you before you ran to the bathroom throwing up and had essentially three things to say to you while you were hugging the porcelain pony:

“ If it’s a stomach bug, get it cured before you even think about entering the office. If you’re pregnant-” the words had made your head snap up in total shock at a possibility you hadn’t even considered. Seeing as your boss brought it up, clearly she thought that you might be. Maybe not that shocking given that you were fucking more than average “ and want an abortion then hurry up and get it done before its too late. And see you in the office at the end of the month.” You could practically feel the warning look from your boss through the heavy wooden door, threatening you not to sweep this issue under the carpet and to keep her updated. “ If you intend to keep it then get your prenatals in order and see you in three years.” With those words she, being the ever caring friend she was, dropped two packets of pregnancy tests on your desk before leaving you alone. 

When the results came back positive it was not necessarily a shocker. What surprised you more was that the nauseous feeling came as spontaneously as it did and how tired you felt most days. How exhausted thinking, or in your case overthinking, made you. It felt as if that little test, or five, somehow made you grow up overnight. From a carefree young adult doing whatever you wanted, missions, drinking or wild kinky sex you were suddenly expected within the next nine months to become a mother. A responsible and caring adult that would make yourself, your children and your own parents proud. You didn’t know if you were going to succeed with that but you were damn determined to give your baby the best childhood and care you could. And step one in that equation was to remove people out of your life who did not want a serious relationship with you or were interested in raising a baby together. You did not need forced commitment or alimony; what you needed was a partner and a father to your child. And since you were certain your lovers were not up to the role, you were certain you’d do a much better job alone by yourself- as always!  

Still you never expected you would become the kind of trashy person who’d end things over text. You couldn’t understand how people could do it; either talk to the person you want to break up with or do a Dazai and just ghost. This felt too much like attachment issues wrapped in apology for you. Knowing you were already gonna earn a place in hell for it, you typed up a message that you were certain they’d hate you for. Which was perfect in your mind, if you were shooting yourself in the foot by breaking up with two executives who outranked you and your boss by a mile then the least you could do was make sure they wouldn’t unnecessarily seek you out. You’d deal with their revenge on you when you got back from parental leave. 

Thus when the sound of pounding on your door came many hours later you were certain it was your boss again. Either to scold you for the extra workload she got from her bosses thanks to yours truly or to kidnap you to the hospital. Dragging yourself out of bed with a groan you quickly ran a brush through your hair for a more presentable appearance. Giving up on changing out of the t-shirt and shorts you headed for the door, opening it absentmindedly. Too late you realized you should have checked who it was. 

“ What the hell are you two doing here?” You asked, making your meanest look as you crossed your arms over your chest. You were certain it looked more like a chihuahua barking at a rottweiler than anything threatening.

“ Checking if it’s a hostage situation, Bella” You gaped as Chuuya and Dazai brushed past you. Your dark haired ex-lover making his way to your bedroom, hand on the hilt of his gun. Before you could stop him, Chuuya, who was still lingering in the doorway, forced your attention by sticking his phone into your face with your textmessage pulled up on the screen.  

Thank you for this time, I’ve found a better dick. No hard feelings.

“ What is this damned thing?” He asked, his voice far above the usual caring and loving tone he’d use with you. 

“ What does it look like?” You raised your hand and studied the chipped manicure on your nails no longer able to stand the angry and hurt expression on his face. “ I’m breaking up with you, duh.”  

“ Heeh what the hell do you mean by that Y/N? Better dick?” He took a step closer to you, his expression growing darker by the second “ We all know you’re a slut for us, ready to let us do whatever we want to you so stop lying and spit out what’s really going on.” he was gripping your arms tightly. When you refused to look at him he gave you a rough shake in warning. 

“ What the hell-” you caught your exclamation that ‘it hurts’ knowing that it was exactly what he was going for at that moment. “ It’s as I said, I found someone new”

“ How long?!” he didn’t yell but somehow that made it even worse. When you didn’t reply immediately he shook you again “ And what’s so great about this supposed new person.” 

You felt your eyes sting and closed them for a moment, taking a deep breath to steady your nerves. Your next sentence was a hit below the belt; “ They’re actually sweet and caring towards me. Not just after sex.” 

“ Sweetheart-” the look on Chuuya’s face was as if you had slapped him, the arguments caught in his throat. 

You looked away from him, shaking his hands off your shoulders. Your heart was tearing itself in your ribcage, Begging you to stop this nonsense. But you wouldn’t- you couldn’t. You needed to protect the child in your tummy, to shelter them from the constant fighting, every other week visitation, jealousy and screaming. You needed to  prevent them from becoming a pawn in a game called ‘hurt the other parent more’.

“ Sweetheart, do you really believe that-?” Chuuya asked carefully.  

“ -Or is it just that you are pregnant Y/N?” Dazai’s question made you jump, your head snapping in his direction. You could see him leaning against the doorway, an unreadable expression on his face. Damn you hated it when he did that. 

“ I don’t know what you’re talking about '' you lied, back to crossing your arms over your chest. “ I’m done with this conversation so please get out.” 

“ Come on Y/N the cats out of the bag now” Dazai looked almost too pleased with himself as he held up the pregnancy test he had fished out of the trashcan. 

You felt the colour drain from your face. Your mouth opening and closing as your mind raced between forcing them out of your apartment and lying about it, again. 

“ Is it a false positive?” Chuuya asked cautiously, eyeing the brunette. 

“ There are five more in there,” Dazai shrugged, silently telling him to draw his own conclusions, as he took a step towards you. You cursed yourself for not taking the trash out sooner.  

“ Is it ours?” The question made you hang your head in defeat. “ Belladonna is it-” Dazai growled in warning. 

“ Yes” you breathed. You could feel them sharing a look of utter confusion between each other over your head. 

“ Darlin, then why the charades?” 

“ Because you wouldn’t want it!” you screamed at the top of your lungs “ and I- we don’t need a partner out of obligation.”   

Silence lingered in your apartment for a few long moments. You wrapped your arms around yourself. You just wanted them to stop making this harder on you than it already was. Now that they knew the reason for all this, you prayed they wouldn’t cause any more hassle and just silently walk out of the apartment. That they’d walk out of your life and leave you alone. Without any fighting, pity or compromises. Just go, you pleaded silently, before you’d find yourself regretting your decision.   

“ You assumed we wouldn’t want it,” Chuuya corrected you. You raised your head finally facing your lover, ready to scream at him- them to get out. The scream never made it past your lips, his expressing killing any arguments you had left;  you had expected distress or anger on his face, maybe sadness or guilt but all you could see was a bright happy smile. “ And when you assume something you make an ‘ass’ out of me and you. Now come here my sweetheart” he spread his arms out beckoning you for a hug. 

You had never seen that expression on Chuuya’s face. It was as if you had gifted him the sun and moon on a silver platter. You felt all fight fading out of your body, leaving behind just tiredness and longing for his warm embrace.Cautiously you came up to him, breathing a sigh of relief as he hugged you close yet gently to his body, burying his face in your shoulder. “ Oh sweets you’re gonna be a mother- I’m gonna be a father!” 

“ Or uncle” Dazai added unable to stop himself from pushing Chuuya’s buttons“ You’re so cute Chuuya ready to be a dad to my kids”  

“ Shut it mackerel” Chuuya muttered “ You’re just jealous she’s hugging me.” 

“ And you’re just denying the undeniable” 

Chuuya growled in reply before biting back the anger, turning his attention towards you instead. The smile never once leaving his face “ So don’t you dare try and break up with us over this again, ‘kay?” Chuuya moved  back and pressed a kiss to your forehead before brushing your hair out of your eyes “- or you’re welcome to break up with bandages over there”  he teased, making you smile slightly as Dazai let out an annoyed ‘ you dog’. 

Surprisingly the argument didn’t go any further than that. Instead Dazai’s attention was shifting between you in Chuuya’s arms and the little white test still clutched between his fingers before he finally broke the silence:“ By the way Belladonna have you had your doctors visit yet? To ensure the little one is fine.”

You sighed, shaking your head a no. “ I haven’t really got around to it yet” 

“ That won’t do!” Chuuya cried pulling back from you instantly, his hand already dialing his subordinates, while he was walking towards the door then turning around and pacing back into your room“ Yes I need you to find the best prenatal care doctor in Yokohoma- yes directly I don’t care how much they charge- Sweetheart where is your insurance and identification card?” 

You blinked as he stopped in front of you, blue eyes staring at you intensely “ umm In the kitchen, furthest cupboard to the right- top draw. Should be under the travel pamphlet.” Before you could finish your sentence he was already out of the room going to hunt for your documents. 

Still you could hear him talking on the phone, beginning to list a bunch of things he wanted delivered to your place within the next fifteen minutes; childcare books, research on food that was safe to eat during pregnancy, alcohol- he was clear to specify it was for himself- and some safe alcohol free options.

“ - and prepare statistics on best child care facilities in Yokohama, and broker offers for all the housing around those areas -and–” 

“ Chuuya don't just start randomly buying things” you yelled, staring to follow behind him pausing only when a very gentle hand wrapped itself around your wrist. In fact you were half way pulling out of the touch before your mind registered it. The unusual softness surprised you. Usually Dazai was unapologetically rough during sex; unafraid to slap, hit or even whip you and it was Chuuya who showed you in butterfly touches, kisses over bruised skin and soft embraces.

“ Let him be Y/N” Dazai stated, his voice sounding strange in your ears. His hand falling away from your wrist the instant you turned to face him. You could see that his head was bowed, his hair covering his eyes from you. Sometime during your and Chuuya’s embrace he had moved to sit down on a nearby chair. Wordlessly he patted his lap, silently asking you to sit down instead of the usual act of just pulling you into it. You looked at him skeptically as you took your place on his lap. The moment you did he buried his face in your shoulder, his arms pausing inches above your skin as if you’d shatter in his arms if he touched you.. 

“ Are you okay?” You asked as you urged him closer, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Taking it as permission he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you carefully to his chest, burying his face in your hair. He held you like that for a few moments, totally silent but for an almost unnoticeable shake of his shoulders “ Dazai, are you crying?” 

His response was to bring you even closer

“ Dazai, are you okay?” You asked again with more worry in your voice. He hushed you, stroking your hair. You were starting to panic at his reaction, your mind racing so much that you almost missed his answer to your previous question; 

“ I’m more ‘okay’ than ever, Y/N”

[flowerandblood]

I know I said I'd be back earlier this week, but it's hard to write fanfic when you're kind of living in it yourself. A huge dream of mine and my husband's is coming true right now and I want to be all in on the process.

I started writing almost two years ago to cope with some kind of professional burnout and then fertility issues. At one point I was adding one chapter of a story each day, imposing a killer pace on myself, neglecting my other responsibilities that simply overwhelmed me.

My husband has seen my change and has helped me get back on track properly: six months ago I got back full steam ahead with my commitment to my business and projects, plus if all goes well next June we will become parents.

My dreams have come true and I want to be part of them. I'm thinking about my oneshot and I'll definitely be writing it slowly, but it's not my priority right now (and rightly so).

I'll be reblogging gifs and answering to your asks, I'll also try to respond to your private messages. I won't stop writing, but I'm slowing down so I don't miss out on what's really important in my life.

Thank you all for your understanding, your interest, your messages and you kindness. 💕

[sillyseaveerablogs]

OOOOO YOU WANT TEAVESTIGATION SO BAD EH CULT?! /pos