#pspspspsps bare fans

[februarytodeath]

bare: a pop opera ruined me!!!!!

jupiter by flower face is peter/jason coded idk

[gangst3rswife]

Hello, don't mind me.

Just gracing your dashboard with these beautiful people and their mirror selfies. Cause why not.

[ucannotkillmeinawaythatmatters]

pspspspsp Holloweane fans, come get y'all's juice ‼️‼️

“It’s magical, isn’t it?” Miss Holloway said, her tone so light it seemed innocent. “It almost doesn’t look real.” Duke tore his gaze away from the scenery to give her a very pointed side-eye, “Now darlin’, just what exactly are you implying?” “I didn’t imply anything,” she singsonged as an incredibly coy smile spread across her lovely face. “Whatever implication you got from my words is just your interpretation.” In which Duke and Miss Holloway wake up to snow outside <3

I'll put the link here and the rest of the story below the cut!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62220355

Awareness came to Duke in slow, syrupy stages. A flutter of his eyelids revealed sunlight filtering through his blinds, entirely too cheerily for his preference. He lifted his head slightly, exposing himself to the chill of the room, and squinted at the clock on his dresser.

Instead of glowing green numbers steadily projecting the time, the clock blinked repeatedly, its numbers stuck flashing 2:36. Duke let his head fall back onto the pillow with a soft thump. It certainly wasn’t actually late afternoon. The power went out in the early hours of the morning, so he had no clue what the actual time is.

He spent an exceptionally short moment considering grabbing his phone to check the time. The thought was quickly tossed away. Not only was the chill of the room a deterrent, but he had no obligations today.

Duke shifted slightly, snuggling back into the warmth of the blankets and the arms wrapped gently around his torso. Miss Holloway’s body pressed against his back, creating a line of warmth that heated him inside and out. He craned his neck, trying to get a glimpse of her lovely face without disturbing her sleep. Duke learned early on that her ability to wake up at the slightest disturbance was unparalleled. Still, he couldn’t help but allow his eyes to roam and take in just how relaxed she looked in her sleep.

She was burrowed in just as deeply as he, her head just barely poking above the blankets. He liked the way her hair splayed out on the pillows. With his dark blue sheets, her hair looked like tongues of flame against the night sky. Duke chuckled a bit at his own flowery poetics. She just managed to bring that side of him, a side that he hardly knew existed, right to the forefront. Miss Holloway would probably laugh with him if he mentioned his thought to her once she was awake.

He sighed contentedly as he relaxed his straining neck and settled back onto his pillow. Duke wanted to fall back asleep, but the curtains did little to stop the sunlight from beaming its way directly into his eyeballs. He really had no clue what time it was, it shouldn’t be this bright outside at all. Still, even if the sun had a personal vendetta against him, he could still bask in the peace of a rare calm morning, and a calm morning with Miss Holloway in his bed, at that. Against his back, Duke could feel her breaths puffing against the bare skin of his back. A smile tugged at his lips as a wave of fondness rolled over him.

He’d make breakfast for her when she woke up, he thought. He had all the ingredients for pancakes, and he could even do a nice apple-cinnamon compote to go on top. Miss Holloway would absolutely insist on helping, never content to sit idle. If he was lucky, he’d convince her to just make eggs, set the table, and let him do the majority of the work.

Maybe he’d put on some music they could enjoy while they worked. He could sneak a couple of her favorite songs onto the queue just so he could hear her sing along. Duke wasn’t sure what the rest of the day would hold for them, but he could at least make sure breakfast was as nice as possible. She deserved it.

As if his thoughts summoned her, Miss Holloway’s arm tightened against his stomach before relaxing. Her hand ran across the soft pudge of his stomach, a trail of goosebumps following in her wake. He could feel her sigh against his skin and cuddle evermore closer, as if she could merge with him if she just scooted close enough.

He leaned back into her touch, acknowledging her awake state without words. Some mornings, even though Duke could tell Miss Holloway was awake, she wasn’t ready to have an actual conversation. So on those mornings, like this morning, he stayed silent, content to allow her to wake up slowly in quiet.

Duke could spend the entirety of eternity like this, quiet and wrapped up in the safety of Miss Holloway’s arms. Her fingers continued their nonsensical path across his body, touch for the sake of touch, a gentle intimacy. Her lips joined the sensations traversing his body as she kissed her way across his back and up towards his shoulder. Each kiss left a bloom of heat in its wake, adding to the warmth spreading in his heart. Duke smiled and turned his head to meet her, already anticipating her destination.

Their lips met in a peck, then two, then three. He pulled back just long enough to turn the rest of his body to follow his head so he could catch her with a better angle. Her hand smoothed against his back, following the dip of his spine up to his head, where her fingers tangled in the curls there. Duke used his hand to lift her chin, gently, and couldn’t help but smile at the sight of her.

“Hiya Duke” she says with a smile of her own, before catching his lips with hers again.

The angle is better this time. The slide of her lips against his sufficiently distracts him from remembering to respond to her properly. His cheeks feel warm when he pulls back, and he can’t help but smile at the way her head chases him, leaning back in for one more peck.

He shifts back properly this time, and speaks in-between peppering every inch of her face he can catch with kisses. “Heya darlin’. How’d you sleep?”

She laughs at his antics. Duke takes advantage of the extra space he’s granted from the force of her laughter tilting her head back. He ducks down and presses more kisses to the exposed skin of her throat. Her giggles taper off into a pleased sigh. He tries to hide his smile, but Duke is sure Miss Holloway can feel it pressed right up against her skin. She tugs on his hair a little, so he shifts until his head is rested against her chest, breathing in time with her and feeling her heart thudding steadily.

“I always sleep well when I'm with you” she hums, and it takes Duke a moment to remember that he had asked her a question.

His smile widens when the realization hits. His cheeks were hurting at this point, sore from the sheer outpouring of joy he experienced any time he was near Miss Holloway.

“I’m glad” he responds, and he grabs her hand to press a kiss there, in the hope that the motion would encapsulate all the feelings he surely couldn’t put into something as trivial as words. “What d’you wanna do today? I’m thinkin’ pancake breakfast.”

“That sounds nice. I’ll help, of course. I am surprised you don’t wanna go outside first thing, though.”

Duke tilted his head up, just so she would have the added benefit of properly seeing the confused scrunch of his eyebrows, “Why would I wanna go outside, darlin’? It’s cold as hell.”

Miss Holloway smiled down at him and bopped the tip of his nose with a gentle finger, “But you were so excited about the snow last night—”

Duke didn’t even give her a chance to finish her sentence. He remembered now. The second the word snow fell past her lovely lips, he tried to abandon the warmth of their combined body heat under the blankets. In his eagerness to get up, he somehow managed to twist himself up in the sheets. He yanked on them, trying to get to the window as fast as possible. Hatchetfield hadn’t seen a proper snowfall since he was a kid, he’d be damned to miss it because of a sheet trapping his legs.

Miss Holloway took pity on him and, with deft fingers, released him from his prison. He slowed just enough to give the back of her hand a peck in thanks, then rushed to the window and threw the blinds open. As far as his eyes could see, the entire world was swathed in white. It wasn’t actively snowing, but the ground, the trees, and the roofs of the surrounding buildings were all weighed down with an overly generous heaping of snow. It looked like the whale world had been transformed into a winter wonderland snow globe, just waiting for someone to shake it up.

Disbelief welled up in Duke’s rapidly beating heart. He just couldn’t believe what his eyes were seeing. For the past week, the whole town had been up in arms about the incoming storm; it was the only thing anybody wanted to talk about. But for the last week, Duke didn’t allow himself to get excited. Something in him didn’t really believe it would happen. Snow in Hatchetfield was completely unheard of, even despite all the weird things that took place in the town. So, Duke didn’t let himself give into any of the hope or hype surrounding the weather. If he didn’t get excited, then he wouldn’t be disappointed. But now, right in front of his eyes, a sight he used to wish for every winter as a child.

He startled a little when Miss Holloway appeared at his shoulder and wrapped a fluffy black blanket from his bed around both their shoulders. She slid an arm around his waist and leaned down slightly so she could rest her head on his shoulder.

“It’s magical, isn’t it?” she said, her tone so light it seemed innocent. “It almost doesn’t look real.”

Duke tore his gaze away from the scenery to give her a very pointed side-eye, “Now darlin’, just what exactly are you implying?”

“I didn’t imply anything,” she singsonged as an incredibly coy smile spread across her lovely face. “Whatever implication you got from my words is just your interpretation.”

His heart seized, and Duke wanted to groan out loud at the feeling. The sheer amount of love and care he held for her was too overwhelming; he feared he would burst at the seams, and it would all spill out. How could he use something as silly as words to express all that he felt for her? There weren’t enough words in any language to properly express all that he felt. The arbitrary mess of syllables and sounds couldn’t hold a candle to it. How much he loved her, how honored he was to be held in any kind of regard by her. Even when he was confused, even when he didn’t understand. He trusted her, he loved her, he adored her with all his being.

Overcome, he pulled her in a hug, being careful to still keep the blanket wrapped around their shoulders. He hugged her, as if she would be able to feel all that he was feeling, as if his arms could send telepathic messages straight to her brain. She relaxed into him, melted, really. Someone as amazing as her, as awe-inspiring as her, felt comfortable, even happy in his arms. And Duke was struck with the knowledge that he loved her, just as she loved him back.

“Thank you” he said with a tremble audible in his voice. And he meant it for the snow, for allowing him to know her, to love her, and for her loving him back.

“For what?” she asked.

And Duke heard what she meant.

[demetriandelibinaryboyfriends]

First of all, thank you so much for compiling all this, OP!!! This is impressive analysis and very eye-opening (even if in an utterly gutting way).

Like I knew M/M was more popular than M/F (as it always seems to be in fandom, sadly), but my god!!! I did not know the situation was this dire!!! I always figured Carmanda had way more fics tbh???? I'd never actually looked because I'm not super interested in reading/writing fic for the adult cast, but it seemed to have a popularity parallel to Lawrusso that made me think there had to be dozens of fics. Not...23??? Even as a casual Carmanda fan, that's a gut punch. And almost 2/3 of those have them playing second fiddle to Lawrusso anyways, it sounds like. That's...ugh. Kind of really hate this fandom's refusal to focus on f/f independent of the characters' friendships and relationships with male characters. I thought being the most prominent adult female characters in the show, Amanda and Carmen wouldn't have to suffer from a lot of this...and yet.

I'll admit I'm kind of a mixture of pleasantly surprised and disheartened that YasMoon (a ship that I definitely consider at OTP status and has rivaled my love for Elimetri on several occasions) is one of the most popular f/f ships for Cobra Kai??? Like yay, YasMoon is (proportionally) popular among the f/f that DOES get written in this fandom!!! But also...how bad does the sapphic situation have to be for 23 total fics and 12 focused fics to be considered a top femslash pairing in a sea of thousands of fanfic???

Welp. I've been toying around with the idea of binge-writing a bunch of YasMoon songfics, but was hesitating for basically...the exact reasons OP talked about. I figured practically no one would read them. Next to no one in this fandom wants to really engage with wlw over mlm, regardless of the actual pairing ;_____; (god knows my MoonPiper content barely gets interaction either). But now??? This is my solemn duty. I must pump out as much of That Lesbian Shit as possible and skyrocket those damn numbers until there is a halfway acceptable amount of wlw in this damn fandom!!! This is the push I needed to finally just go on the feral YasMoon spree I've been craving for months, and for that I must thank you. My lesbian fics may get ignored, but every revolution starts with thankless, invisible work </3

I am picking you up and spinning you around like a princess OP because we need a femslash event SO FUCKING BAD!!! I will gladly participate in anything you have to offer, and probably churn out far more than I ever dreamed I could because I'll just get that gripped by Divine Lesbian Inspiration. Throughout the entirety of @dykesynthezoid's event(s), I will be in a little lesbian hermit cave hissing at anyone who dares disturb me.

Also pspspspsps followers!!! This is an open invite to come write YasMoon with me!!! Or any Cobra Kai lesbians you want :3

Cobra Kai: Femslash Ao3 Statistics

Yeah. This took a while and the results were kind of depressing. But I have graphs!

Some necessary notes/disclaimers before we get started:

- I am only human and it is inevitable there may be small errors in the data that I missed. This is a very rudimentary exploration and very little math was involved. I am not a mathematician or statistician and this is just an exercise, not a peer reviewed study (obviously).

- This is not a callout post. No one is attacking you for your writing habits specifically. This is an analysis of trends first and foremost, not a criticism of individual behaviors. If you feel yourself getting defensive while reading this, please take a step back and consider why you might be reacting that way. Also, if you say something stupid on this post, I will just block you, obviously.

- You may be thinking, “Wow, all that seems a little presumptive, why would people say stupid things on this post?” And to that I say: God I wish that were me. Unfortunately, people in fandom have a habit of being weird about femslash.

Okay. Let’s get into the numbers!

*Note: This data was gathered 6/23/23.

Firstly, we have a basic breakdown of CK’s Ao3 categories laid out in bar graph form:

As to be expected, M/M takes the lead, accounting for just under 2/3rds of all CK fic on Ao3. Granted, M/M’s popularity is no surprise when you consider the fandom’s most popular ships and the characters and relationships that feature most prominently in the show.

Now, note that these are taken from the category numbers as listed by ao3’s filter system. The number listed for F/F is 360.

However— This does not reflect the actual number of CK fics containing F/F hosted on ao3. This is because a. many authors have mistagged their works and b. the ao3 filter system is flawed, and some fics end up where they shouldn’t (the ‘Multi’ tag definitely contributes to this).

Soooo I went through CK’s entire F/F tag and counted which fics were, in fact, actually F/F.

(If you’re wondering about criteria—Firstly: they had to have a Cobra Kai character in an F/F pairing. Crossover fics with two characters of an entirely different fandom in an F/F pairing weren’t counted. There had to be at least one CK character involved in the F/F in question. Secondly: Actual textual mention of F/F, even if it’s just one tiny sentence. Literally I’d take anything. I need you to know I was NOT harsh about this, truly I was looking for ��does this have F/F in any way whatsoever and is it Cobra Kai”)

The number for actual F/F fics came out to 313.

(*Note: there are some areas in this data where standards become unavoidably subjective, so there’s a necessary margin of error. Plus, your preferred methods may be different! These are just mine).

Here’s a pie chart comparing the number of actual F/F fics (313) to the total number of non-F/F CK fics (which was found using the total number of CK fics on ao3, minus actual F/F).

As depicted, F/F content comes out to 5.7% of the total CK fics on Ao3. 5.7%. That… Sure is a number!

Remember how M/M is the most popular category? I wanted to see what the data looked like if we controlled for it. In its simplest form (like, aggressively simple, this would go differently if this were a formal study), this means removing all M/M fics from the data; and dear god, note that this is not because I don’t like M/M or something (lmao), it’s just because it gives us insight into how the popularity of M/M can affect the overall breakdown of the data in question.

That being said, here’s a bar graph with CK’s Ao3 categories, now adjusted with M/M controlled:

Honestly, I found it nice that Gen fic is so popular in this fandom? You don’t see that everywhere. That being said, it’s obvious that even when we’re disregarding the most popular category (M/M), F/F still lags wayyyyy behind Gen and M/F.

(If you’re interested in more percentages: controlling for M/M, F/F makes up 10.4% of all the non-M/M CK fics).

Now that we have our overall categories data out of the way, let’s look at the breakdown of F/F specifically. This is a bar graph featuring the 6 most popular F/F ships (“popular” meaning they have more than 10 fics. I know. It’s rough out here), plus the overall number of genderbent M/M or M/F.

It’s so funny to see SamTory winning this one because I can tell you, it sure doesn’t usually feel like they’re that popular of a pairing when you’re someone who writes for them. But, considering all their canon interactions, it’s understandable why they’re the most popular F/F pairing, even if F/F overall is still underrepresented.

Our last bit of data focuses on how often F/F pairings are used as background for other ships. This graph takes the previous breakdown of the 6 most popular F/F ships, and compares it to the number of fics each pairing has where the F/F pairing isn’t just in the background.

The criteria for that: the F/F ship is a. featured prominently, b. has an impact on the plot/story, and/or c. features scenes that focus particularly on the F/F ship interacting.

(Note: in effort not to bias the data against drabble compilations, those fics are counted as long as at least one of the drabbles focuses specifically on the F/F relationship in question).

Man. Some of these are just brutal. Even Sam/Tory is cut down by almost a quarter.

Ok, so, this is all very interesting. But; what do we do with this information?

Well; I think the biggest takeaway is just that F/F is still really, really, really underrepresented in the fandom. And I think most fans would have guessed that was the case, but they might not have realized just how bad it was. While I would still expect M/M to be the most popular, given what I stated earlier, the fact that F/F is that far behind both M/M and M/F is… upsetting. Like, the discrepancy shouldn’t be THAT big. 5.7%. There are so many female characters in this show, interesting ones, who interact with each other and have complicated relationships. It doesn’t seem like it should be possible for numbers to be so extreme.

Some good news: we can always just write more F/F! I’ve been talking about potentially planning an F/F event and I’m definitely moving forward with that (let me know if you’re interested!) I’ll also soon be starting a blog to host that event and any other events that relate to F/F, basically a home for F/F CK content. If you’d be interested in helping mod that, please let me know for that as well.

Okay; thanks so much for sticking around to the end. I know that was long! Trust me, it took quite a while to write all this out.

[33roda]

pspspspsps thoma hcs pls

(definetly not nine :3c)

getting no sleep yet still thinking of thoma..... what a devil u are nine .....thoma hc's coming up!

sfw:

when he's not busy with work, he still likes to cook

which usually leads to him making little meals for you and his friends

u know those "making my husband a bento box" videos? yeah he makes those 100%

really fun and playful, so he talks a lot! doesn't mind if you're equally as talkative or not, he just enjoys your presence :)

somehow knows several spots in inazuma that are just. full of cats n dogs. likes to take you there to feed them (even tho they give him most of the attention 💀)

really loves being little spoon.... or just facing you as u cuddle ..... a big fan of casual cuddling

likes it when you teach him new things, and loves to teach you stuff as well. group/duo activities are his favorite so <3

if he's tired or having a bad day, just sits next to you n lets you hold him... usually falls asleep. makes u tea when he wakes up tho

gets giggly if u play with his lil horn headband

nsfw:

pet play enthusiast. if u disagree ur wrong /lh

if you give him a collar he would definitely wear it all the time...... although he gets embarrassed when asked about it

very shy sub, but really loves to service you

would absolutely cum just from giving you oral.....

also likes the humiliation if you make him sit there for a while as he pleases you while you just do something else

needs to taste your cum or have it in him every time u fuck or else he gets upset frfr

also has a thing for spit... but rather than you spitting in his mouth or something, he just likes it when you get all his pretty spots wet <3

if you're sucking on his nipples or blowing him, just drool all over them n get them nice n wet.. or when ur making out

just loves the visual of the spit strings on his body, n it makes him feel all dirty ahhh

usually waits for you to initiate stuff, only does it himself when he's feeling extra slutty, teasing u in public n whatnot

barely ever needs punishment except for when he does that :( he also feels guilty about it later but he always cums even when you tell him to hold it

cums loads, n loves it when you stuff it back into his hole & plug him

[solarwonux]

Lucky || Joshua

Dad!Joshua x f!reader

w.c: 3.0k

warnings: mentions of suggestive themes, mentions of pregnancy

note: Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays today on this fine night I bring you Joshua Hong as a father let’s all cry together thank you very much. I hope you like it let me know your thoughts <3

pspspspsp: @sunlightwoo it’s back hehe

masterlist

“Are you and momma still friends?” Joshua’s daughter questioned tilting her head to the side, clinging on to his neck as the waves crashed around them. Joshua grinned and pushed back her beach hair. “Of course sweetheart why are you asking?” He wiped her running nose with the back of his hand before splashing a small amount of water in her direction. An annoyed expression forming on her face reminding him of the similar scold you had given him hours ago.

“She put you in time out.” She shrugged and reached to the side of Joshua’s body. Cupping her hands underneath the clear blue water before throwing it in his direction missing his face completely. “That wasn’t very nice sweetheart.” He chuckled. A wave crashed pushing them back slightly causing his hold on her to get tighter.

She pouted and pushed his face away, turning her attention to where you and his mother were sunbathing. “You made momma mad, that wasn’t very nice either.” She argued and pinched his arm, a mannerism she had inherited from you and the only thing that you did that he hated. But no matter how much your pinches hurt, because they did. He couldn’t imagine living his life without your stupid quirk.

“Momma’s not mad anymore though.” Joshua smirked and attacked her cheek with kisses, whines fell out of her mouth. Eyes burned holes in the side of his and he knew you were sending him your infamous glares. The ones that could send him six feet underground, that is if looks could kill and being married to you would’ve sent him underground years ago. He was thankful they couldn’t.

“She said you were in time out for three days.” She held up her hand signaling four with her fingers. Numbers weren’t her forte. You and Joshua had tried everything to get her to understand that three and four were two completely different numbers but she was at an age where listening wasn’t something she liked to do. The two of you figured she’d eventually figure it on her own, though sometimes Joshua suspected she was doing it on purpose. Her teasing attitude was another thing she had inherited from you making Joshua’s list longer by the second. “One less finger bubs.” He brought his hand out and pushed down her pinky to form three with her small fingers. A smirk appeared on her face as she raised it again only proving Joshua’s suspicions.

“Okay love, but momma isn’t mad at me anymore.” He stated confidently meeting your eyes only to have you send him the middle finger making his mother laugh beside you. He silently cursed but thanked god that your daughter wasn’t looking because the questions would’ve been endless. And he had barely survived the where do babies come from interrogation last week.

He knew you were still mad at him. You were fuming to the point that you were giving the summer sun a run for its money. But he had a plan, one he was sure would have you forgiving him in seconds. Only problem was the little demon in his arms innocently playing with the water surrounding the two of them--hated sleeping in her own bed. And he couldn’t ask his mother to look after her tonight because she had taken your side in the stupid fight.

In conclusion he was in a bit of a pickle.

Half an hour, that’s how long it took him to put his daughter to bed. She had requested a bedtime story, Joshua over the moon had no problem in reading one to her. But then when he was done she had requested another one and this time he had to act out every single character while she judged his performance. This had gone on for half an hour until finally her breathing got steady and she was fast asleep. How the beach hadn’t tired her out was a mystery he would eventually solve one day.

Joshua carefully turned off the lights and placed her favorite stuffed animals around her, so that when she woke up she would be met with a familiar set of faces. He tiptoed out of the room and turned off the lights. Taking a quick glance around the room, making sure nothing was out of place and that her night lights were on before carefully closing the door. His body cringed at the sound of squeaking hinges and he swore he had stopped breathing while he stood there in the dark hallway, motionless. His ears perked up to see if he could hear any sound of movement from the other side of the door and once he was sure his daughter was still fast asleep he quietly made his way to your shared bedroom.

“She’s asleep, let’s hope she doesn’t end up in our bed tonight.” Joshua walked over to where you were standing in front of your small vanity that also doubled up as a dresser. “We wouldn’t be trying to break this habit if you hadn’t insisted on her sleeping with us for the last few months.” Joshua let out an inaudible groan knowing very well he was the one at fault. “How am I supposed to say no when she asks with that sweet innocent voice and then gives me the look?” He eyed you through the mirror before wrapping his arms around your waist. His chin resting against your shoulder while you applied your eye cream gently. “It’s like she knows my weaknesses and then uses it against me.”

“It’s not that hard to break you Joshua.” You met his stare through the mirror, a knowing smirk forming against your lips. You sent him a wink before grabbing your cherry flavored chapstick and slowly applied it on your lips. The action sending shivers up his spine, his mind racing as he imagined your lips on his. The thought of the bitter sweetness of the cherry flavor hitting his taste buds made his mouth water. But alas you were still mad at him and his plan hadn’t gone in full effect yet. Patience is what he needed.

“Are you still mad at me?” He pouted slightly making you shake your head in annoyance. You huffed at his obvious question and removed his arms from your waist, pushing him away gently before making your way to your side of the bed. “I already apologized, what more do you want me to do?” He threw his hands in the air before letting them fall to his sides in defeat.

“You lost my necklace the one you gave me when our daughter was born, sorry’s not gonna bring it back.” You took off the many throw pillows that decorated the bed and threw them on the floor. Usually you would put them on the lounge chair by the window but tonight you couldn’t be bothered.

“I already told you I’d buy you a new one.” He groaned and walked over to his side of the bed peeling back the covers, stopping when he saw the tears start to roll down your face, his plan long forgotten.

Lately your mood swings were giving him a hard time and although he suspected why, he wasn’t sure if he should bring it up when the thought hadn’t even crossed your own mind. At least that’s what he concluded when you hadn’t brought it up. “It’s not the same Joshua, I know it’s stupid to hold such sentimental value over something so miniscule but it meant a lot to me and you lost it.” Joshua sighed letting the sheets go and crawled on top of the bed, kneeling in front of you and bringing his hands up to your face.

“Baby I swear I thought I had put it in the pocket of my coat when you gave it to me.” He wiped away your tears gently and placed a kiss on your forehead. “It was there when we left the reception. I even called Minghao to see if the venue had contacted him but he didn’t pick up.”

“Of course he’s not going to pick up, he's on his honeymoon, Joshua.” You sniffed and blinked rapidly trying to keep the tears at bay. “My point still stands, I’ve looked everywhere for it.” He sighed and wrapped an arm around your waist as he brought you close. Your knees hit the edge of the bed making them buckle, your body landing on top of Joshua’s as he laid the two of you down gently.

“Did you check your car?” You raised an eyebrow locking your eyes with his tender ones. His eyes grew wide and faint blush creeped on his cheeks as he recalled the very inappropriate events that went down in the passenger seat on your way home from the reception. “N-No the thought didn’t even cross my mind.” He cleared his throat, your face breaking into a smile as you removed yourself from his embrace and laid back, letting your body sink into the softness of your bed.

“I knew you hadn’t checked everywhere.” You placed your arms underneath your head watching the ceiling fan. He was chewing the bottom lip as the realization finally washed over him a very annoyed groan fell out of his lips as he dropped his head. “When did you find it?”

You laughed and moved so your body was now facing his defeated one. “Right after we dropped off your mother at her house. It was peeking out from underneath the back seat as I was putting bubs in her car seat.” You placed a hand underneath his chin and raised it. “This a new form of torture. I’ve been suffering all day today.” Joshua whined snaking his arm around your waist and pulled himself up so his chest was against yours. “I deserve an apology?” He pouted before pecking your lips.

“I’ll think about it, right now I’m exhausted.” You grinned and pushed your hand through his dark locks leaning up and kissing his nose. “I want to keep talking to you. You barely said a word to me all day and watched me suffer. I’m in a drought come and save me.” He finished and cuddled himself further into your body, his head on your chest. You giggled scratching his scalp, small satisfied sighs escaping his lips.

When you and Joshua first met on a disastrous blind date set up by your mutual friends where he accidentally spilled wine all over your new white dress, marriage was definitely not in the cards. But nothing is ever set in stone and you should’ve known his charm would win you over when he walked you home that night. Silence raining over the two of you except for the sweet apologies he would spew out every few minutes, thus beginning your loving journey together.

“What are you thinking about?” Joshua whispered drumming his fingers down the side of your body before resting them on top of your stomach. “How dramatic you are.” You joked wrapping your arms around his neck. He hummed and cuddled himself further into your body placing a gentle peck against the skin of your collarbone. “I think you might’ve rubbed off on me then.”

You giggled feeling his hand rub soothing circles against your stomach. A smile played against his lips and you wondered if he knew the secret you had been carrying for the past two weeks. It had started out as a suspicion when the food at Minghao’s wedding had made you sick. Then your emotions started getting the best of you, snapping and crying over everything and anything. When his mother came over to visit and noticed your weird cravings she had made you take a test while Joshua ran to the grocery for some parsley his mother had asked for. He didn’t question it. He had no reason to since his mother had insisted on cooking dinner for the four of you that night. But when he noticed the parsley had been left untouched in the fridge his suspicions started to grow.

He had been oddly observant lately, doing everything with caution, putting your daughter to bed every night a task you usually did and no problem in doing. Acting out all the characters in the story for your daughter was one of your favorite past times. He had insisted that you needed to rest, claiming he didn’t want you to stress out too much and just relax. So you expected he knew and was just waiting for you to tell him so he could finally celebrate. You had to admit it was fun seeing Joshua walk around as if he were avoiding the cracks on the sidewalk and the unsolicited back massages were to die for but you couldn’t keep living like you didn’t know he already knew. As clueless as he had acted, he hadn’t done a very good job at it. And After your secret doctor’s visit yesterday confirming what you had already known, you had been dying to tell him.

“Cut the shit Joshua, when did you find out?” You looked down at him as he smiled widely causing you to roll your eyes. His insides bubbling up with joy as he laid back facing the popcorn ceiling. “You aren’t very good at hiding things. I found the test a week ago when I opened your bathroom drawer looking for the tiny rubber bands to finish our bub’s hair.” He turned his face sending you a playful wink. You groaned running a hand through your face, finally realizing that your plan of total secrecy was a total bust.

“And our daughter can’t keep secrets no matter how many green gummy bears you give her before dinner.”

“I knew it was a little weird when she asked for just green gummy bears. She’s never liked them.” You nodded and grabbed Joshua’s hand. You brought it up to your lips and kissed each of his knuckles gently before resting on the side of your neck, scooting yourself closer to his warm body. “But I do, really honey you should’ve known better.” He smiled and pinched your cheek gently before leaning down and capturing your lips with his. He kissed you slowly at first, the kiss getting deeper by the second as he rolled you onto your back and carefully straddled your hips.

Joshua smirked the taste of your cherry chapstick hitting his tongue making his mind run wild. Slowly he pulled away and kissed down your neck, making his way down your clothed body not caring that small pieces of lint were getting stuck on his plump lips. He rolled your shirt up and sent you a wink before peppering kissing over your soon to be growing belly. Excitement was an understatement and he couldn’t wait to show you how much he truly loved you making a mental note to shower you with more love than usual. His plan finally going into action as he heard your soft sighs escape your lungs.

“Mommy is daddy out of time out?” The two of you panicked and you pushed Joshua off your body making him fall off the bed landing on the hardwood floor with a painful groan. Your daughter laughed hard at her father’s pain while she climbed up on the bed before sitting down next to you. “He’s on probation, baby.” You stuck out your tongue at Joshua who was looking at you rubbing his lower back. “And when were you going to tell me he knew about baby bean?” You raised an eyebrow at her. Her eyes grew wide with realization and launched herself at you hugging you tightly.. “I’m sorry momma, daddy said he’d take me to see uncle Hannie if I didn’t say anything.” She sent her father an evil look and he knew he had lost this argument just like all the other ones.

“It’s okay baby.” You kissed her temple and pulled away taking her pouting face in your hands making your heart clench. “I can’t believe you Joshua bribing our daughter into secrecy.” You scoffed. Joshua looked at the ceiling wondering what decision in life he had made that lead him up to this moment where his favorite girls were ganging up on him again.

“That’s not fair you did the same thing?” He stood up and sent you an accusatory finger making you gasp out in shock. Your daughter copying your mannerisms. “I did no such thing right baby?” You looked down at your daughter who had taken it upon herself to get under the sheets and cuddle up to your side. “That’s right momma’s innocent.”

“I should’ve known the odds were forever going to be against me when I met you.”

“It’s what you signed up for.”

“Yeah and I wouldn’t change it for the world no matter how many times the two of you gang up on me.” He smiled and stood up before quickly jogging over to his side of the bed and laying down. He wrapped an around you and your daughter bringing the two of you close humming happily. Your daughter squirming as she tried her best to let herself lose which only made Joshua’s arm grow tighter.

“But make no mistake one day I will get my revenge.” He sent you a wink before reaching over and pecking your lips lightly and then your daughter’s forehead and laid back. “Baby bean is gonna be on my side and I can’t wait.”

“Don’t get too confident, I don't want you to end up disappointed.”