#the tug of war between “our babies are even cuter than I ever imagined” and “this is just for show” is a whole other war for könig

[kneelingshadowsalome]

eating König x high school sweetheart up like a buffet tbh [Gordon Ramsey voice] finally some good fucking food 🤌🔥

What if König and Sweetheart had an oops baby? Sweetheart is estatic because it’s the best of both of them and König would be the best dad! You’ve overcome your pasts to build a sweet little future together!!

He agrees that he would be the best dad (to anyone else’s baby, not hers 😤) but is panicking because his plans to leave her in the dust have been effectively put on hold for 18 years. She didn’t baby trap him, he obvs baby-trapped her!! He’s goes into Turbo Cope Mode and convinces himself that no one will want her as a single mom, and that no one is more qualified to raise HIS baby than HIM. He’ll play happy family for now (⬅️ will play happy family forever).

I just imagine him breeding her like crazy ("out of revenge") until there's 5 carbon copies of him and her running around and calling him 'daddy' and her, 'mommy' :) It stopped being an "oops" at the third one but he simply can't stop himself!

He wasn't sure what his plan was but it def wasn't this: her being like a ray of sun when he comes back home, kids running around everywhere and practically climbing him like koalas, asking if he has anything for them, the oldest even snatches his knife out of it's sheath when he's preoccupied with grabbing this crawling little thing on the floor before it bonks its head.

"The babysitter cancelled at the last minute," she breaths a smile and a kiss on his lips while the 3 months old baby König is staring at them wide-mouthed. "Perhaps it's a good thing, otherwise you'd have too much time in your hands to knock me up again..."

[robinskey]

Prompty thing... 8, 13, 57. Any one you'd like. 💚💜

Prompts: “You’re seriously like a man-child” (8), “I lost our baby” (13), and “Just get home as soon as possible, okay?!” (57)

A/N: Thanks for the prompt!! I went with Steve Harrington, and it’s a modern AU-mostly so I could use cell phones. I wrote this relatively quickly, so it’s probably not the most perfect piece of writing in the world, but I still really like how it turned out. :)

The first day you left your new puppy home alone with your boyfriend was an utter disaster. 

Over the weekend, you and Steve had visited an animal shelter. You both had terrible puppy fever, and ever since you’d moved in together, Steve had been begging you to get a pet. However, since you both worked minimum-wage jobs, you decided that adding another financial strain on your budget-no matter how cute-would be a terrible idea. Thus, you settled on the idea of volunteering at your local animal shelter on the weekends. Then, Steve could get his furry-friend-fix, and you could cuddle some cute canines without having to spend a penny. It sounded like a great idea.

However, as soon as a worker asked if you wanted to see the newly-arrived litter of puppies, you knew you’d made a terrible mistake. The moment Steve laid eyes on the tiny mutts, he started begging you to let him take one home. He was currently engaged in a ferocious match of tug-a-war with the puppies while launching a steady stream of pleas at you.

“Come on, Y/N, please?” Steve whines.

“Babe, you know I want a dog just as much as you do. They’re just a lot of work.”

“I know, I know. But between the two of us, we can handle it,” Steve says. He picks up one of the furry balls of energy. It squirms slightly as he holds it up, and its chocolate eyes bore into your soul. “How can you say no to this sweet face?”

You bite your lip-a sure-fire sign that your defenses are down. Steve cradles the puppy in his arms like a child, and you melt at the sight of your adorable boyfriend rocking an even-cuter baby animal. (Of course, you’d never tell him that last part.)

“Can’t you imagine this lil guy-” Steve squints down at the puppy “I mean, this lil girl sleeping at the end of our bed? Playing fetch with her in the backyard? Can’t you just imagine that?”

Of course you can imagine it. You can’t stop imagining it, now that Steve’s planted the idea in your head.

“Come on, baby. I’ll potty train her, feed her, take her out on walks…I’ll do everything. Just please let me get her.”

“You’re seriously like a man child, you know that?” you chuckle, shaking your head.

The pout that Steve’s pink lips automatically curl into only further proves your statement. But you hate seeing him sad (even fake sad), and he knows that, so his childish strategy works.

Forty-five minutes later, you’re driving home with both your boyfriend and his new best friend in the passenger seat. The windows are rolled down, and two heads-one canine, one human-stick out of the car. Two velvety ears flap in the wind, along with Steve’s majestic mane. (You shudder to think of the knots he’ll have to work out of his hair later.) Steve’s arms wrap protectively around the puppy in his lap.

Because you had no intentions of coming home with a third family member that day, you and Steve lack the proper supplies to care for an animal. Therefore, you’ve decided to run to the pet store while Steve introduces your child dog to her new home. You drop him off and head to the store.

You’re waltzing around the store, trying to choose between two different collars, when your cell phone rings. Steve’s face pops up on your screen. He’s clearly in motion by the way he bounces in and out of frame.

“Hey, just in time!” you say, moving the camera so that Steve can see the display of collars before you. “Do you see anything you-”

“I lost our baby, Y/N.”

Your face falls, and you switch the camera batch to selfie mode.

“Please tell me you’re talking about the vinyl we bought last week or something and not the dog we just adopted.”

“She looked like she needed to pee, so I took her out, and she made a break for it,” Steve huffs, out of breath. “I’ve been running around the neighborhood for the past ten minutes, but there’s no sign of her.”

“Really, Harrington? The dog’s been in our care for less than two hours. What happened to you being a ‘damn good babysitter’?”

“Turns out I’m not as great of a pet sitter,” he sighs. “Just get home as soon as possible, okay?!”

You rush out of the store and speed all the way home. 

To your surprise, when you arrive back at the house, Steve’s sitting on the front step, hugging the puppy to his chest.

“Where did you find her?” you yell as you make your way across the lawn. 

Steve jumps slightly, then smiles sheepishly at you.

“Hiding under the couch,” he says. “I guess she snuck back into the house when I wasn’t looking.”

“You’re an idiot, Steve Harrington,” you sigh, collapsing on the porch step beside him. “An idiot who you just adopted a dog with,” Steve says, gently bumping your shoulder with his. “I think that means you’re stuck with me forever.”

You roll your eyes but can’t keep the cheesy grin off your face. The puppy wiggles out of Steve’s grip and onto his shoulder. Her tiny tongue licks your cheek.

It’s a pretty good little family you’ve got started here.

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