#toddler just wants baby to get here already so she can play cars with him lolololol

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Dad and Mini’s Weekend

Author’s note: Gameday re-write! Bolt up as always. Hope you enjoy this dad!Justin piece!

“Daddy?”

“Yes, baby?”

The toddler stops in her tracks, putting down the purple crayon she was holding to look up at him like he’s offended her. “I’m not a baby, I’m this many,” she informs him, holding up four fingers. He reaches over the tiny drawing table and puts one of her fingers down so she’s only holding three up. They’ve been trying to work on it this week and there is clearly room for improvement.

“You’re right mini, you’re not a baby. Daddy’s sorry, do you forgive me?”

She hops out of her seat, the masterpiece she was creating quickly forgotten so she can give Justin a hug. “I forgives you, but...why do you call me mini?”

“Because,” he begins, laughing when she holds her hands up to be carried. He secretly still really liked to hold her, it was hard to believe the once small, green-eyed miniature girl version of him that he could hold in his hands like a football, was now a fully functioning, walking and talking miniature…person.

He walks the two of them to the bathroom, turning on the light so she can see their reflection in the mirror. ”Look at us, you look just like me. You’re my mini me. My mini.” She stares back and forth between her reflection and his, tilting her head as if that would help her get a better look. “See? We have the same eyes, same nose and—smile? That little hole in your cheek? It’s called a dimple. I have one too. And when I was your age my hair was blonde just like yours.” He pokes at each body part as he lists them off, his heart being warmed at the sound of her little laugh.

“Oh! We match daddy. We’re the same!” Remi kisses him on the cheek.

Justin was in charge for the next few days while you were in Chicago at a work conference. Remi had recruited you to help her make a list of things she wanted to do with him. And he made it his personal mission to get everything on the list done, to make up for all the lost quality time he didn't get to spend with her during the season.

Today, the main thing on the agenda was the aquarium. He strapped her up in her car seat and asked what she wanted to listen to on the way to their destination, secretly already knowing the answer because it had been the same for the last two weeks anytime either of you drove her around.

"The Cars song!"

“What’s the magic word?” He says looking at her through the rearview mirror, waiting for her to understand what he was getting at.

“Um…please?”

He nods and grabs his phone, playing the song on repeat. Remi starts dancing in her seat as “Life is a Highway” plays on the speakers. Justin watches intently as she wiggles her arms and shakes her little body as she pleases and joins her in singing along. If he could bottle up these tiny moments he would and he’d savor them just to be able to look back on them in the future because his mini was already growing up too fast.

Their duet lasted over an hour, driving into Newport from the ranch, and every time they left their home it made him grateful for his purchase to give his family some privacy. Of course he loved meeting fans and interacting with them but he wanted to be present with his daughter and interruptions or a quick selfie here and there got a bit old. And Remi was still trying to wrap her mind around why her dad always had people following him or taking pictures with him so answering those questions was always more fun for you than it was for him. So when he could be in the comfort of his own home, he wanted to be. But then again, if Remi said jump, most of the time he said how high and that is why he had this trip to take her to see some fish.

"Do you see those with the pretty tail that looks like a tutu? Those are called Red Betta Fish, so we can mark off the red square because we found something." Justin points out, handing Remi the marker and showing her the spot on the aquarium scavenger hunt they just checked off. After she was done she handed him the sheet, holding on to the writing utensil. He held out his free hand for her to hold, which she happily grabbed as her dad continued identifying different fish.

Remi looked at the various colors and sizes of the animals in front of her. “Do fishies have mommies and daddies too?”

“They do,” her dad nods, smiling at the fact that his daughter was tugging at his heartstrings due to her care for animals. He saw more of himself in her every single day but it was still mind-blowing.

“Maybe the mama went to work too, like mine. And the one in Finding Nemo!” She muses, looking up at him.

“You’re right! It’s exactly like that.” Neither you nor Justin had the heart to tell her what really happened to the mom when you all sat down for family movie night last Saturday. "Should we go find something blue?"

The toddler could not contain her excitement at the sight of the luminescent jellyfish. "Can we take one home? I want mama to see."

"Mini, I don't think they'd be very happy living at the house, they need lots of water. What if we find one at the gift shop to bring home? I think I saw some with glitter."

She understands immediately, silently wondering if she could let one live in the pool at their other house in California but she forgets her train of thought as soon as she he mentions glitter. "Yeah! I want more sparkly things in my room. Daddy?" He hums, grabbing her hand again, "someone is looking at us."

Justin turns around and spots the culprit, a little boy, maybe around 12 or 13, wearing his jersey. He can hear the dad, at least he assumed, who was telling him to just go up and ask for a picture. Remi pulls her dad over to them, clearly having heard the entire exchange as well.

"You should take a picture with my dad. He's really nice and he'll say yes." She obviously knew he played football but didn't quite understand the fact that her dad was famous. He was literally just her dad and he wanted to keep it that way as long as he could.

The kid's dad smiles at her, asking Justin if it's ok to interrupt his family time. "It's fine," he reassures him, "she insists and isn't the best at taking no for an answer," the quarterback huffs out a laugh. "Do you have your phone on you?" The dad pulls it out immediately, snapping a picture of the three of them as Remi looks on proudly. She definitely got that part from you. The father and son thank him after he signs the jersey with Remi's marker and both duos move on with the rest of their day.

Remi falls asleep on their way home, hugging her new plushie tight like her life depends on it. She's awake by the time he pulls into the driveway, thanking him for the "best day ever."

As soon as he opened the door, she went to her playroom to sit her plushie in a chair so all of her stuffed animals would be ready for tomorrow's tea party. "Hey," Justin pokes his head in, announcing his arrival when Remi doesn't turn around, purely focused on her "stuffies."

"Mini, what do you want to eat for dinner?"

She finally turns, plopping down to sit on one of the beanbags. "Can I have pizza pretty please? With ranch. Ranch is yummy."

"Sure, pizza and ranch coming right up."

"Thank you daddy," she says instinctively, having turned all of her attention back to the table.

Justin closed the playroom door, taking the stairs two at the time to grab his phone from the master bedroom. He clicked on your contact, praying you'd answer asap. "Babe, I really need your help. Remi wants pizza for dinner, how do I make healthy pizza?"

He hears you laugh on the other end of the line. "Oh my god. You know you don't have to give her absolutely everything she wants. I know you said you wanted to make salmon, so just make that. She'll be fine."

"I know but—she really wants pizza," you can hear the slight pout in his voice, reminding you of Remi.

"She also wants to be a unicorn when she grows up."

"I don't think I can make that happen, but I can definitely do some pizza. Can you just send me the recipe, please?" He really was desperate.

You chuckle at his antics, Remi really did have him wrapped around her little fingers. "Fine. Pushover."

"Whatever, thank you. I love you and we'll see you tomorrow."

"I love you too honey. You're a really good dad," you tell him seriously, "Rem has no idea how lucky she is to have you. We both are."

Justin didn't realize exactly how much of a pushover he was until he found himself sharing his bed with a toddler and the blue sparkly jellyfish he bought a few hours earlier and a gray bear named Muffin. Remi had cried sometime after dinner, a tell-tale sign she was tired, complaining that she missed you and his solution to that problem was to let her sleep in your spot for the night. She, of course, happily agreed.

All of the lights were off and he was seconds away from closing his eyes when he heard her giggle. "What's so funny over there little lady?"

"My pillow smells like mama. Like she’s right here.” She whispers in shock and he shakes his head in amusement, both of them drifting off to sleep with smiles on their faces.

The next day, Remi wanted to get into her costume. She’d been watching a lot of Spidey and his Amazing Friends and was convinced that she was Gwen Stacey aka Ghost Spider. So when her grandparents bought her a costume, she wore it pretty much daily. And her dad had to be Thor…for obvious reasons. The superheroes saved the city from the green goblin’s plan to turn everyone into hamsters and then they had to save Muffin from Doctor Octopus’ evil lair.

“We make a pretty good team, Spider Gwen.” Justin says, putting the Thor hammer on the couch.

“It’s Ghost Spider daddy.” She corrects him.

“Oh I'm sorry Ghost Spider. How about you take your costume off and we take a little snack break? Superheroes need food to keep up their energy.”

After enjoying her apple slices with peanut butter, Remi grabbed the list and asked her dad to read off the two things they had left.

"Flowers and slime."

She had added making slime to the list because she learned how to do it in preschool last week and made you stop at the store to get all the necessary supplies. Although he was secretly looking forward to this little science project with her, it was just another reminder that she was much closer to kindergarten than she was to the newborn stage. He followed the detailed directions that Remi got from school and added glue and food coloring to a bowl and let her stir.

“Do you wanna add in the baking soda?” He hands her the spoon and she dumps it into the bowl.

“Uh oh daddy I spilled. I need a tissue.”

“It's okay, we can clean it up when we’re done. You can keep mixing, you’re doing so well.” Justin runs a hand down her ponytail, proud of himself for successfully getting it all, even if it took him three tries. In his defense, Remi had a lot of hair to work with. “Next, we need to add some of this saline solution and mix it with our hands. Are you ready?”

Remi rolls up her sleeves with her dad’s help and digs into the bowl, kneading the slime with so much joy in her face. The orange slime came out gooey and perfect and they played with it for a while, cleaning everything up together when they were done. He loved that she was into science, fishing expeditions, superheroes and of course...football. But she was also a lover of unicorns, princesses, tea parties and all things glitter so they had gone through a plethora of her interests throughout the week.

The last thing on the list was going to the flower shop to surprise you with a bouquet when you came home. He walks into the tiny store with Remi on his shoulders, setting her down so she can smell the roses. "The yellow is pretty."

"It is pretty," he acknowledges, a sense of peace washing over him. Justin felt like he was in a constant state of serenity when he was home, the calm and quiet energy that followed him daily during the offseason was something he didn't want to take for granted.

The store clerk spots them browsing and asks if they're looking for anything in particular. "My mama is pretty, so we need the prettiest flowers in the world for her surprise."

She smiles, placing her hand on her chest at the toddler's words. "Well, I think I have just the thing you're looking for," the clerk crouches down to Remi's level, "do you wanna take your dad and see?"

Remi nods excitedly after looking at Justin to make sure it's alright. He walks behind her to the side of the store where they are shown an expansive array of flowers to make their own bouquet. The quarterback chooses sunflowers, remembering Remi's comment about the prettiness of the yellow, baby's breath and peonies and Remi picks out some roses, ranunculus bulbs and tulips, all various shades of pink. He gave her a fist bump on their way out the door, thoroughly proud of their work.

Before he knew it, you were texting him to let him know you were picking up dinner on your way home while the two of them watched Moana. Usually she’d be up and running around while the movie played in the background but tonight she was focused, cuddled into his side with her eyes glued to the screen. But as soon as you walked into the house Remi ran into your arms, not wanting to let go.

“Oh hi sweet cookie, did you have fun with daddy?”

“Uh huh, daddy is the best! I love him,” she mumbles into your shoulder.

“I love him too, he’s pretty great isn’t he? You’re so lucky sugar, you have the best daddy in the whole world.” Justin walks up to you and wraps his arms around both of you, sandwiching Remi in the middle. He gives you a kiss on the cheek and kisses the top of the toddler’s head. “So…tell me everything. What did you and daddy do?”

She takes a deep breath and you know you’re in for a long story. You catch your husband’s eyes and he shoots you a tight lipped smile as he goes back outside to your car to get your bags inside. Remi doesn’t let you go as you walk her to the couch.

“It was sooooo fun…” she begins, telling you every single detail without missing a beat.

“Do you need help unpacking? You know I have a little experience with it.” Justin smiles, looking down at your suitcase, long after Remi had gone to bed. You weren't going to say no to the help, gesturing for him to go for it. The man grabbed all of your essentials, easily placing them in their rightful places and putting your bags up without breaking a sweat. His tidiness and attention to detail had become even more attractive since you became parents, it really came in handy.

"How was it? Did she nap at all?"

He closes the distance between you and wraps you in his arms, sneaking in a kiss. "Barely. Maybe fell asleep twice for a total of less than two hours the last 4 days."

"I knew that was gonna happen," you laugh, shaking your head, "she was probably scared to fall asleep and miss spending every single waking moment with you."

"Not just 'waking.'" He notes. "She also slept in our bed...said she missed you too much to sleep alone."

"Of course she did, that kid is a genius."

"I swear she's three going on thirty. It hurts to admit but I just kept thinking about how fast she's growing and honestly? Sometimes I miss the baby stage. I—I think I want another kid." Your husband admits.

You look up at him with your eyes wide in shock, "really?"

"Yeah. Remi is...perfect. I just want her to have someone to play with and everything we did this weekend was great but it would be nice for her to have a sibling to do those things with. Hanging out with dad is cool now but it won't be forever."

Pondering his revelation, you bit your lip, taking in his words. "Two kids. That wouldn't be so bad."

Now it's his turn to be surprised, "you sure? I mean we don't have to make a decision right now, it's just-I always saw us having our own little crew running around."

"We did make a pretty cute kid, another one would just add more fun to our lives. Just promise me one thing."

"Anything,” he responds without hesitation. He’d probably carry the baby for you if that was humanly possible.

"This time I want to have an offseason baby, there's no way I'm having another kid in the middle of the season."

Justin's laugh vibrates against your chest as you hug him. "Deal. And maybe this one will look like you a little bit because Remi is all me."

"You carry a child for 10 months, suffer through over 20 hours of labor all for them to look like someone else. This one better look exactly like me or I'm suing you and your selfish genes."

"We'll have to wait and see but I may be seeing you in court."

[chrisevansonly]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞: 𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐱’𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐟𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐱 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: the only person matteo loves more than you and charles is his uncle max, and his uncle max might have just given your husband an idea you weren’t so ready to talk about…

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: mentions or anxiety, slight arguments, bit of angst, but also lots of fluff and cute uncle max moments!

𝐚/𝐧: here is chapter 3!! this is the beginning of matteo’s karting journey! i place him to be around 2 here, still too young but this is where it all starts thanks to uncle max and charles! this one isn’t super angsty yet but as we keep going some chapters are gonna get interesting 👀

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At the age of two Matteo was already quite the quiet little boy, his preschool teachers always attempted to get him to come out of his shell and interact, but he didn’t really love the idea. At home with you and Charles he was the complete opposite, chatting, laughing, and wanting to play games all day long. You were worried but his paediatrician was sure to quell any worries, simply stating he would grow out of it and he was just a bit more anxious than most kids. 

“Maman play?”

Came his little voice from the living room, he sat around a tower of building blocks and toys cars

“Sure my love, I can come play, papa will be home soon too”

“Papa!!”

You laughed at the toddler’s squeal of excitement, knowing his father was coming home soon and he would have both his parents to play with him. 

“Papa jouer?”

You smiled leaning down to kiss his forehead, a hand smoothing his unruly chocolate brown hair away from his eyes 

“Ou, petit ours, papa jouera”

Matteo giggles before pushing a few toy cars your way, letting you roll them back towards him as he smiled and clapped, truthfully as much as he adored Charles, Matteo was a mommas boy deep down. 

It wasn’t too long after you’d begun to play that you could hear the tell-tale sound of Charles’s Ferrari pulling into the driveway, what you weren’t expecting were two voices instead of one. Matteo got up and went over to the front window, a noise of what you could describe as pure happiness spilling from his lips. 

“Papa! Maxie!”

He turned to smile at you excitedly, a sight that never got old to you at all. You joined him in the window, smiling at your husband and Max Verstappenm aka Uncle Maxie, as they both walked to the door. As soon as it opened Matteo took off in a run towards his father. 

“Matteo ralentit, s’il te plait, bébé, fais attention!” 

His giggles only got louder until he managed to fall to his knees before getting to Charles, both of you waiting for him to whimper or cry from hitting the floor but he only sat back on his butt, frowing up at Charles. 

“Oh, ç ava petit ours?”

“Ouch”

Charles smiled before bending down to pick his baby boy up, kissing his cheek 

“Yeah, ouch Teo…we need to listen to Maman when she says careful right?”

Matteo nodded, his eyes glossing over a little bit, as Max excused himself to come over and say hello to you, pulling you in for a hug and kissing your cheek 

“Hey Max, how are you?”

He smiled 

“Not bad...though not sure you’ll like me in a few minutes”

“What why?”

Charles cleared his throat, shaking his head 

“Nothing amour, don’t worry about it”

“Charles.”

He watched you cross your arms, eyebrow raising just enough letting him know he was treading on thin ice if he continued, only making the dutchman at your side laugh 

“Matteo, want to come with me and see something special?”

Max asked, causing the little Leclerc to turn his gaze to him before he began to nod enthusiastically

“Present?”

Max smiled taking Matteo from Charles 

“Yes, present little bear”

As the two of them disappeared out the front door you looked at your husband, the good mood you were in beginning to dwindle knowing the two F1 drivers had gotten themselves into something, no doubt, not checking with you first.

“Mon amour…”

“Qu’est-ce que tu me caches Charles? Ne mens pas, je ne suis pas d’humeur.”

It was nothing new for you to speak in French, but Charles knew if it came out when you were a little irritated, he had minutes to fix the problem 

“Rien, je vous promets que ce n’est rien de grave ma belle…venez voir.”

You hummed, not impressed at all, and it wasn’t like you were mad at him, because you weren’t. It’s just that there had been talks of karting and knowing Max you had an inkling of what this surprise was. 

“Charles-”

He was quick to take your hands, pulling you to him so he could press a kiss to your lips, his eyes remaining soft 

“Just please, come outside…then be as mad at me as you want”

Sighing softly you agreed, following your husband outside as he held onto your hand tightly, not wanting you to let go, Charles knew there was a huge chance you’d be upset over this but, here’s to hoping it wouldn’t be too bad. As you approached the garage you eyes widened seeing Matteo sitting in his own little go kart, Max cheering as he made fake karting noises, obviously it wasn’t on, for safety reasons of course. Matteo was smiling away, giggling as Max pushed him around a little bit, Charles glancing at you to see just how you felt about this.

“Maman! Kart Maman!”

You nodded walking over and crouching down to look at your little boy, and you would be lying if you said the happiness in his little green eyes didn’t make your heart soar 

“Yes my love, did Uncle Max and your Papa get you a kart?”

He squealed happily, placing his hands on the wheel as you straightened up, looking over at Max 

“So who’s idea was this?”

Both men remained quiet which only made you roll your eyes 

“Someone want to tell me or do I need to play a game of clue?”

“Well you see…it was both of us”

You looked to your husband who had a sheepish smile on his face, nervousness behind his eyes

“Max and I were just attending a meeting and we saw it and well the rest is history, I just thought it would be cute for Matteo to have you know…nothing more”

“Nothing more? Charles he’s going to be wicked on the track with this thing!”

Max was smiling until he noticed your attention become focused on him, then it was his turn to feel nervous, bringing a hand up to rub at his neck 

“When he goes on the track? That’s funny because last time I checked we weren’t talking about Matteo and karting, it wasn’t even up for discussion yet.” 

Charles sighed as he watched you take Matteo out of the kart, holding him to your chest as you placed a kiss to his cheek, staring at the red and gold paint like it would bite you if you got too close to it.

“Max is just teasing baby I promise, I just wanted to get it so he can sit in it and just be around them, it wasn’t to make you upset” 

“I appreciate that, but I thought we said we’d talk about it before you decided to even purchase a kart, Charles he’s two, i’m not even ready to discuss this with you yet…”

You paused walking a little ways from the two drivers before stopping 

“Max I really appreciate what you did with Charles, but next time, speak to me first, Charles you should know better.”

They watched as you walked back towards the house, Matteo frowning and he noticed the distressed look on your face. 

“Maman sad?” he asked softly. 

“No Matteo, Maman isn’t sad, let’s go play inside hmm?”

“Play play!”

Charles watched the two of you disappear into the house before running his hands over his face, clearly not expecting you to be this upset by it, but deep down he knew better, and he should have talked to you about it. He and Max put the kart away before saying goodbye to one another, not before Max went to apologize to you. 

As Max’s Audi pulled away from your family home Charles only hoped he hadn’t overstepped too much, Matteo was still young, he knew that but there was also the hope that he could introduce his little one to the world of racing. Knowing how happy Charles was as a kid to kart and grow up around race cars, he only wanted to share that with his son.

He just hoped he hadn’t messed that dream up by upsetting you. 

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english translations:

Papa jouer? - Papa play?

Ou, petit ours, papa jouera - Yes little bear, papa will play

Matteo ralentit, s’il te plait, bébé, fais attention! - Matteo slow down please, baby be careful!

Oh, ç ava petit ours? - Oh, are you okay little bear?

Mon amour - My love

Qu’est-ce que tu me caches Charles? Ne mens pas, je ne suis pas d’humeur. - What are you hiding from me Charles? Don’t lie to me, i’m not in the mood

Rien, je vous promets que ce n’est rien de grave ma belle…venez voir. - Nothing, I promise that it’s nothing serious beautiful, come see

[thecuriousbeauty]

Traitor- The Present

Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Synopsis:y/n is a hard working painter, trying to make the ends meet. She lives with and takes care of her sick Uncle, the only one she has for a family. She has dreams to make it big, and when the desperation for money strikes, she has to make a choice. Walk away after listening to an incredible deal that would fix all her problems, or take up the deal. A top secret, risky deal, which involves meeting Harry Styles.A man once rumored to be a dangerous secret weapon of a leading mafia. artist!y/n x mafia!harry (he's also a doctor)

Word limit: 5,021

Warnings: Smut. Fingering, dirty talk, exhibitionism, choking, light degradation.

Author's note: Thank you so much for all your love on the last part. If you guys want me to add your names to my tag list, just drop me a message! Feedback is appreciated, and please re blog to support me. Happy reading:)

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"I swear there's no one on the planet that makes better sandwiches than you, Harry."

Harry and y/n were enjoying a picnic in the park, complete with ham and cheese sandwiches (cut in triangles, per her request), fruit salad, and cookies they had baked together the night before. Much to both of their delight, the park was nearly empty aside from a few toddlers playing in the jungle gym with their mothers.

Or so they thought.

"What are you doing tonight?", Harry asks her, enjoying the fresh air as he leaned against the tree, with his arm around y/n. Her back was towards his chest, and she was looking up at him.

"Oh I have to talk to a client, who wants to buy one of my paintings.", she lies. She had a meeting with Romania tonight.

"After that?", Harry drawls, kissing her neck.

"I promised Uncle Luke we would play pictionary today!", she says, as his lips hum against the pulse point of her neck.

"You can't get enough of me, can you?", she teases.

"No.", he agrees, stroking her hair between his fingers. "I would spend every minute of the day with you if I could."

"I would get bored.", y/n says playfully, and Harry growls, tightening his grip around her waist making her giggle. "I'll remember that the next time we're in bed.", he whispers in her ear, making her blush.

Then she saw them. Three men surrounded different areas of the park. All three of them were looking at them. y/n suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"Um, Harry?"

"Hm?"

"I think we should pack up and head home. I'll run late for my meeting with the client.", she says, squeezing his arm gently.

"Already?", he asks, pulling away from her neck and she nods. "I'll spend the night with you tomorrow, okay?"

His face turns into a cute pout, and she wonders how people in his past were intimidated by that face. "Okay. You'll have to make it up to me, baby."

"I will.", she promises, starting to pack everything up. They finished packing their snacks, took their picnic blanket, and y/n took Harry's hand tight in hers, keeping her eyes on the men as they walked to her car.

She drove away soon. "Why don't you drive Harry?", she asks.

"I don't like driving.", he simply says.

"Why is that? Did you have a really bad accident?", she hints.

"Uh...maybe, I don't know. I don't enjoy it. I like walking, and the hospital's close from my house.", he shrugs, looking outside the window. He looked so innocent to y/n.

She drops Harry, before leaving. She had a bad feeling, and she grabbed his hand before he could go. She had already scanned the place to see if the men had followed her, but they hadn't.

"Harry, be careful, yeah?", she says, worried.

"Yeah, why?", he strokes her cheek, noticing that something's bothering her.

"The world is not a good place.", she squeezes his hand. "Lock your doors, okay?"

"I will..are you sure you're okay?"

She smiles, bringing his hand to her lips to kiss it. "I'm okay. I'll see you tomorrow, Harry."

Harry nods, kissing her forehead. "Remember I'm here if you need to talk about something."

The guilt storm hits her hard again, and she nods. "Thank you. I gotta go now."

"Yeah. See you, sunshine."

She had to do it. She had to tell Romania that this has to stop. She got to the building, took the elevator, waited impatiently for it to open and Hans greets her at the door.

"Ah, in time today Miss y/l/n", he remarks, looking at his watch.

"I'm not always late.", y/n mumbles and he chuckles, stepping aside. "Come in."

Romania sat on the couch as usual, and y/n wonders if she gets up from there once in a while. Oliver was not standing, for a change. He was sitting on the seat next to the one that y/n usually occupies when she's here.

"Good evening, y/n.", Romania gives her a smile and Oliver ignores her, classic Oliver.

"Hi.", y/n nods, taking her seat.

"Anything stronger than water?", Hans asks her, cocking an eyebrow.

"No, just water. Thanks.", y/n says to him. She didn't want to drink with people who plot to kill other people who got into tragic accidents and lost their memory.

"So? What are your updates this week?", Romania asks her, keeping one of her lean legs over the other and looking at her with interest. Oliver turns her head to look at her, and Hans keeps her water in front of her before sitting on the table he usually leans on.

y/n got talking. She told them everything she found out and didn't. She told them about the ring as well.

"So he's still holding on to that.", Romania smiled. "That's a great break through, y/n."

"Was that Reagen's?", y/n guesses.

"Yes. She didn't know, but Harry was planning to propose to her after that night. After their last mission. Diamond ring, silver beading, wasn't it?"

y/n nods. Romania looks at Hans for confirmation who nodded. "That's the one."

"That means some part of him still isn't ready to let go of Reagen.", Romania says. "Or it was a slip of the mask. He wasn't expecting you to search his room and find the ring. He could easily lie to you, like he probably has numerous times now. Whatever is necessary to keep his identity secret."

"I really think you're wrong, Romania.", y/n says softly. "And I'm sorry that you all lost your friend, but he's no longer in there, if he ever was. The Harry I know is a kind person. He isn't capable of hurting anyone."

"You've fallen for him, haven't you?", Romania sighs. "You're in love and you've been sleeping with him."

Was it love? A fire ignited in her chest whenever she thought about him. Her whole body tingled when he touched her. She wanted to go home to him every day. Was that love? y/n didn't know. She hasn't been in love before.

"I heard he was good in bed.", Hans says, nodding. "Lot of girls wanted to get laid but he only ever had eyes for Reagen."

"He trusts you," Oliver says. "You've gained his trust, y/n. This week, you really have to destroy his walls and get him to remember everything. You don't understand. We need him. His life is in danger if keeps his act going on any longer."

"I-I'll take him somewhere safe, where no one can hurt him.", y/n whispers, then thought about how dumb that sounded.

Romania scoffed. "We have men everywhere, y/n. You have no idea how big we are. You're lucky it's just the three of us talking to you."

"I've seen guys following us, looking at us weirdly. Are they your men?"

"Maybe, maybe not.", Hans shrugs. "Can be enemies plotting his death. Too scared to come any closer to him. They were all terrified of Harry once they got to know he was our secret weapon."

"W-Why do people have to be so terrified of him?", she couldn't help but ask the same question she asked last meeting.

"He is not the man you think he is."Oliver spoke slowly, like he was warning her. "Take his fondness towards you as leverage and find out what we need. Do your job and let us worry about protecting him, okay?"

"You have time till seven days, and I have a plan.", Romania tells her. "Do it as I say, and you'll be done. You'll be free to do as you please, whether he remembers or not."

"B-But I can't just leave him-"

"That's your fault, getting romantically involved with him."

Yes. It was her fault. y/n nods, finishing the entire glass of water. "Tell me your plan."

"Road trip.", she says, clapping her hands together.

"That's your great plan?", y/n asks confused.

"Hans.", Romania said and Hans spread out a map on the table. "Reagen and Harry were smuggling gold from San Francisco to New Mexico, on road.", he says, pointing at the places on the map.

"From here.", y/n spoke softly, and they nodded. She lived outside the city, in a small town near San Francisco, but the nearest city to her is Dan Francisco. 

"It's a sixteen hour road trip. It'll take you two days if you cover 8 hours every day. Four days if you cover four hours every day. The choice is yours. But we need Harry here by the end of this week." Hans pointed to a place near the border. It wasn't Mexico yet.

"This was where the blast took place. Where Reagen died, and where Harry lost his memory. We want you to take him through the same route they took on their last journey together. We're confident Harry will remember something, if not everything."

"You want me to bring him to the same place he lost his past life..to see if the place brings back his memories?", y/n put it together.

"Precisely.", Romania nods. "Now what you want to do in those four days is not my concern. Get a room, go to a party, go to the beach, go to a movie. I don't care. But I need Harry's memories back. Traveling on this route, a route he has taken many times before, has to be the key."

It was a good plan if it works. "And if he remembers?"

"Leave the rest to us.", Oliver says, and y/n buries her head in her hands as she thinks. "Is there another option?"

"This is our best option y/n.", Hans speaks softly. "Our last hope. You can make it happen."

Just one more week and she can put all this behind her. Of course she knew that wasn't possible as she is now involved in Harry's life, but if at all he remembers, even a glimpse of who he used to be, no one can hurt him. They'll all be scared. Things might change between y/n and Harry, but at least he'd be safe, she thought. Yes, she had to make him remember.

"Road trip it is, then."

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Harry sits on his bed, watching as y/n sorts through his wardrobe. "Do you have anything other than these formal shirts?", she asks, finding only more and more of single colored shirts.

"No. That's all I need.", Harry shrugs. "You don't like them?"

y/n turns to smile at him, and walks to him. "I love them, Harry. But for our trip, you definitely need more. I'm gonna take you shopping."

"I don't like shopping..", Harry mumbles, grabbing her hips and pulling her in between his legs. His thumbs draw circles on her skin that's exposed. y/n was wearing a crop top and shorts. "Can I not just love on you for the entire day?", he asks, kissing her neck and y/n feels his soft hair as she moves her hand to play with his hair.

"As much as I would love that..", y/n kisses his lips, making him smile. "You are in dire need of new clothes." She squeaks as Harry pulls her onto his lap. "We can have our fun later."

"The kind of fun we like?", he asks, moving her hair back to expose her neck, attaching his lips to her soft skin.

"Uh huh.", y/n sucks in a breath, twisting a curl around his finger. "Why can't your friend just drive the car back herself?", he asks.

y/n had made up a story to tell Harry about the road trip to Mexico. It had to be convincing. Romania gave her that story as well. She had to say that it was her friend's, and her cousin had driven to San Francisco last time he was here but he took the flight back, so the car was still with her. Now he needed it back, and he was too busy to come here himself.

"Cause she's busy. I owe her one.", y/n says, feeling horrible to lie to him, but she had no option. She would get him on the road, and try her best to make him recollect his memories. If he didn't remember, she would tell him the truth before the week ended. She wouldn't let him get killed. He might leave her when she tells him the truth but it's better than him dying. She could live with regret, but she couldn't, knowing that she helped someone with murder.

"And you need a trip. You've been working non stop, everyone needs a break.", y/n kisses his jaw, and Harry smiles, "I don't need breaks, I love work. The only reason I agreed is because of you."

"You can't say no to me, can you?", y/n pats his cheeks.

"You're cute.", he chuckles, before lifting her off his lap and standing on his feet. "Let's go."

y/n took Harry shopping, and he just stood there like one of the mannequins themselves, while y/n sorted through the clothes. He seemed to be enjoying looking at her, rather than the different collection of clothes.

"Here, try these on. There's the trial room.", y/n says as she places a pile of shirts onto Harry's hands.

"Um, okay." Harry walks to the trial rooms, and y/n chuckles to herself. He was so adorable and innocent. y/n even tried google searching about him, but she didn't find much. She wanted to know why people were scared of him. She wished she could talk to Reagen. She was the only person not afraid of him, and who was closest to him.

“How’s this?”

y/n gives Harry a once over, as he poses for her in a floral shirt.He hadn’t done all the buttons up, and she could see half of his butterfly tattoo.

 She bites her lip, nodding. “Get it.”

Harry looks around, before reaching a hand to tug her into the trial room. “Harry! What if people see?”

“There’s no one around, love.”, Harry pins her to the wall, trapping her with his large frame. “Are you getting worked up?”

“No..”, she lies, breathing heavily as he leans closer, his breath fanning over her face. “No?”, he smirks, pressing her lips onto her hers, and biting her bottom lip. She opens her mouth to let his tongue inside, and lets him explore her mouth. Harry’s knee comes in between her legs, separating them. One hand holds her hip while the other slips up her thigh, to her core. 

She clenches her thighs immediately, and he pinches her thigh. “Keep them open. Let me see for myself if you’re wet.”

She plays with the curls on the back of his head, and grips his shoulder as he parts her panties and runs a finger through her sleek wet folds. 

“Ah hah, looks like someone was lying.”

“Harry stop..t-they’ll hear us..”, she whispers, fighting back a moan as he slips one finger inside her. She was wearing a skirt, so he had easy access. 

“You’ll just have to be quiet then, baby.”, he hums, adding another finger and pumping them in and out of her slowly, in a dangerously slow pace. “Should I let you cum? You lied to me.”

“Y-Yes, please..”, she whimpers, starting to ride his fingers because he wasn’t using them fast enough for her to get off. He pulled away his fingers immediately, and she whined in annoyance. 

“You’ll take what I give you, won’t you sweetheart?”, he questions, the hand holding her hip moving to her throat. “Fuck..yes..”, she answers, her eyes fluttering as she looks at his hand around her throat. “Please..”

“Please what? You want me to choke you?”

“Yes, a-and let me cum.”, she murmurs, and he cocks an eyebrow, pressing his fingers around her neck just enough to make her vision a little bit disoriented, but it felt so good. “Please.”, she quickly adds and he hums in satisfaction. “Get inside me.”

“You’ll get to cum only if you are a good girl and be quiet, okay? Can you do that for me?”

“Yes.”, she agrees, nodding her head and he releases her neck, turning her around. “If you make a sound, I’m gonna stuff these panties into your pretty little mouth, got it?”

“Uh huh..” Harry flips up her skirt and drags down her panties, before unbuckling his pants and getting his dick out of his boxers. She keeps her hands on the mirror covered wall, and he keeps his hand on her shoulder as he slips his hard cock into her pussy.

“Fuck, so tight around me. Such a perfect hole.”, he groans, and she gasps at the feeling of being full, before quickly remembering that she should be quiet. Harry fucks her deep and quick, making her bite her lip so hard she was sure it was bleeding. It felt so fucking good. 

“Feels good, baby? This what you wanted?”Harry's fingers dig into the flesh of her hip.

“So good.”, she hummed, and let out a small scream as he thrusts quickly, and it hit just the spot. She was struggling to keep standing. 

“What did I tell you?”Harry grabs her ass, squeezing one of her cheeks. “What would happen if you couldn’t be quiet?”

“Y-You’d stuff my panties in m-my mouth..oh god.,”, she moans, and he picks up her panties. “That’s right. Want to let the whole world know what a dirty little girl you are? Open your mouth.”

His fingers grabbed her jaw and squeezed, making her open her mouth and he stuffs her panties into her mouth, making her moan around it as he continues to fuck her. “That’s better. Do you still think you deserve to cum?”

She couldn’t answer with the panties in her mouth, and she didn’t think she would be able to even if she could have. She was seeing stars. But she managed a weak nod.

“Yeah? I don’t think so.``, Harry quickened his pace, feeling him getting close and she clenched around him. “Fuck yes, just like that.”, he groans. “B-Because I’m nice, I’ll let you cum. Let go, baby.”

It doesn’t take much longer for her to tip over the edge, and he has to hold her up to make sure she doesn’t fall on her knees. Her legs were shaking from the orgasm, and her head was floating. Harry groaned as he released as well, slowing down his strokes. He pressed his forehead to her shoulder, breathing as they came down from their highs. 

He takes the panties out of her mouth, and presses a kiss to her shoulder. “Can I pull out?”

She nods, and he does, slowly before turning her around and pushing all the cum dripping down her thighs inside her. She whines from sensitivity. “You’ll hold everything in, right love? I’ll take care of it when we get home after our little shopping trip.”

“I-I think we’re done shopping for the day..”, she sighs, head leaning on his chest and he chuckles, pulling her into his arms. He presses a kiss to the top of her head. “You’re so perfect.”

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Two days later, y/n and Harry were ready for their trip. She had planned it all for four days, the last day would be the seventh day. The end of her four weeks.

"You can always call me anytime.", y/n tells Uncle Luke as she checks the house over and over again, to make sure he has everything. She had found a home nurse who would take care of him when she was gone.

"I'll be fine, y/n. I told you I don't need a nurse!", he says as y/n checks his medicine cabinet, making sure nothing needs a refill.

"I know you can take care of yourself, the nurse is so I don't freak out, okay?", she says, sitting down when her uncle grabs her wrist.

"I'll be good, I promise.", he says, smiling with the soft glint in his eyes. "But you haven't been on a trip since ages, y/n. I want you to have fun."

y/n smiles, squeezing his hand. "You used to love going to new places and outdoors. I wish you were little again so we could both go get ice cream, and I'd push you on the swing in the park.."

y/n leans forward to hug her uncle, closing her eyes in comfort as his arms wrap around her. "You remind me of Reena sometimes. She would be a beautiful smart girl like you right now, if she was alive."

"She would. I'm sure she's looking at you from up there.", y/n says to him, and Uncle Luke smiles at her. "My little girl. I'll see her some day."

"Yes, until then, you're stuck with me."

y/n gets him to laugh. "Seriously, have fun y/n, don't think about me, okay? I'll call every day, but don't spend too much time worrying about me."

"I'll try.", she nods.

"Guess you gotta go, Harry will be waiting for you.", he says, stroking her hair back.

"Yup. It's just four days, I can do this right?", she asks for assurance, and Uncle Luke nods, placing a kiss on her forehead. "You can. You know, while I was making tea yesterday, I put in salt instead of sugar?"

"Oh god. That must have tasted horrible."

"My point is, y/n, don't trust everything you see or hear. You can't even differentiate salt from sugar if you don't look carefully."

y/n's eyebrows creased, and she bit her lip, thinking about that statement. Did Uncle Luke mean something? He did throw around words like that often, but this seemed different.

"What do you mean, Uncle?", she asks, pulling back from the hug to look at him.

"What do I mean?", he asks, confused. "Wasn't I talking about Reena?"

y/n knew he had forgotten, and there was no point bringing it up again. He would only get sad about the fact that he forgot something he just said. y/n made sure she packed everything, and went to go pick Harry.

She waits for him in the car, and after half an hour of waiting, he finally comes out. She gets out of the car to help him load his bag into the trunk.

"I thought you were gonna bail on me. We're already two hours past the time we were supposed to leave. We have to-"

y/n stops talking as she turns to look at Harry. He had gotten a haircut, shaved his mustache and trimmed his beard. He looked so handsome, the haircut made his eyes stand out. His green eyes were shining bright. He immediately looked a few years younger. His skin glowed in the sunlight. He wore a black t shirt exposing his muscular arms, and displaying all his tattoos. He wore baggy jeans and sneakers with that.

"Enjoying the view? We're not even in Mexico, yet.", Harry smirks at her, his dimples popping.

She blushes, pushing on his shoulder. He looked incredibly hot. "Who are you? What did you do with Doctor Turner?"

"He's gone for vacation, won't be available for four days. I would recommend rescheduling the appointment if you had one.", he says, making her giggle and hug him. "You look great Harry."

"Thank you, and you always do, y/n. Sorry for the delay, I had some last minute packing left. I'm ready to go now. Oh! I didn't know it was convertible.", he says, looking at the car.

"Isn't it sick? I thought you'll like it.", y/n says, watching him go around and look at it.

"Interesting," he agrees. "It's safe, right?"

"Of course. I drive safely. Hop in, let's begin our trip!"

Harry smiles and kisses her before getting in. Harry asks her questions about where they'll be staying, and she tells him she booked a room in a hotel near the beach for the day.

y/n sang along to the music and Harry listened to her with a smile. She really was a sunshine in his life. They stopped for tea on the way, and for a break. It was a little hut-like place, overlooking the hills. It was the only spot she could find on the highway.

y/n clicked some pictures of Harry as he leaned against the car. He caught her, and brought a hand to his face. "Whyy?", he drawls.

"It's a beautiful view!", she says, smiling as she looks at the photos.

"Let me take yours then! Stand there.", he points to a tree, and snatches her phone out of her hands.

"Okay." y/n walks over and strikes a pose, making Harry grin as he clicks. She made a funny face for the next one, and Harry pinched her side playfully when she came back running to him.

"You're so pretty.", he mumbles, pressing a kiss to her head as she looks at the photos. She smiles, leaning her head on his shoulder and tilting her head up to meet his lips. "Thank you."

They hit the road again. Harry had come off a night shift the day before so he was tired. He yawns and leans his head on the window.

"Will you get sleepy and crash if I sleep?", he asks.

"No, I think I'll survive for a while. We have one and half hours more, get recharged.", she pats his knee.

He was too tired to protest, and he let his eyes close. y/n kept looking at him sideways when she could. Harry looked so peaceful. She wished she could keep him safe with her like this forever.

Harry woke up energetic before they got to their hotel. It was a small place, but the view from their room was beautiful. Palm trees stood tall along the beach, dancing to the tune of the breeze emanating from the waters of the sea. They missed the sunset, but the sky was still painted in hues.

They decided to freshen up and then take a walk on the beach side. y/n changed into a purple and pink blouse, paired with matching shorts and put on her sandals. Harry chose a simple white shirt and black shorts. Harry took her hand when they walked, making y/n's heart flutter. They had held hands before, but now they were away from everyone, in their own world and happy.

Then they sat down on the sand while looking at the calm waters. "Why San Francisco?", y/n asks Harry as she traces her thumb on the cross tattoo on his hand. "You didn't grow up here, did you?"

"I don't think so..", Harry murmurs. "I think I'm from London."

She knew he was British from his accent that was incredibly hot, but London was new information. "Then why did you move here?", she asks.

"I-I don't know..I've been here since the time I remember.", he whispers.

"Move back to London, Harry. Or Mexico, or somewhere.", she mumbles, making him look at her. "Leaving you and my life behind?"

"That's what's safe for you. You can get a job there too, build a beautiful house and fall in love with a beautiful girl. Build your life there, Harry. Be happy.", she whispers, kissing his cheek. She couldn't tell him anything more.

"I built my life here, y/n. I don't know if I can do it again. I'm content with what I have now. I don't think it's possible to fall in love again either."

"Again?", y/n lifts her head from his shoulder. Was he talking about Reagen?

He tucks some of her hair behind her ear. "Yeah. I'm in love with you, y/n."

She felt her ribs hurting from the butterflies fluttering from her stomach up to her ribs, pressing on them. Her heart beat so fast, she thought it would explode out of her chest. y/n stroked his cheek as he looked at her with those gorgeous eyes. Her own eyes filled with tears, so she closed them, not wanting him to see and pressed her lips onto his soft ones. Harry's hand moves to the back of her neck, pulling her closer as he kisses her passionately.

"I love you too, Harry.", y/n whispers back, and touches their foreheads together. It was tearing her apart, hurting him. She would be responsible for breaking his heart. She wanted to walk into the sea and scream, letting the waves of the sea drown her voice.

Will he think think that what they have between them is also an act, when he gets to know the truth? But this was all true. y/n couldn't deny it anymore. She was in love with this man. The man who came into her life unexpectedly, and now without whom she cannot imagine living without.

"I'm happy, y/n. As long as I have you, I'll always be happy.", Harry whispers, pressing a sweet kiss to her forehead.

[creedslove]

BEING JOEL'S WIFE AND BECOMING A MOM TO SARAH 🩷 - HEADCANONS

No outbreak!Joel Miller x f!reader

A/N: Sarah is a toddler here ❤️

When you and Joel started dating, he was a little weary of letting you meet Sarah; it was nothing personal, but he didn't like the idea of introducing someone to his daughter and have her attached to them just to walk away from her

Sarah had already suffered enough having to grow up without her mom, so he didn't want to take any risks and you obviously understood everything, you never wanted to force things up with Joel and Sarah and you were also a little anxious about meeting her… what if she didn't like you?

But whenever you were out on a date with Joel, he still talked about his daughter, telling you how she was like and what she enjoyed doing and you loved how proud he was of his little girl, you could tell he was an amazing dad and she seemed like a wonderful girl

And even if you didn't know her, whenever you were out with Joel, you always bought a few things here and there and asked him to take to her, whether it was a box of chocolate, or maybe a cute blouse or a puzzle because he always bragged about how smart his little girl was

And that always made Joel soft, he didn't understand why you did it if you hadn't met her yet, but he was thankful you were so sweet to her without even knowing her

And you explained to Joel you were already fond of Sarah because of him and the adorable things he talked about her

And after that, he decided maybe it was time for you to meet his baby girl, so when he threw a barbecue for the 4th of July, you were among the guests he'd invited

And that's when you first spotted Sarah, she was playing with some other kids from the neighborhood, you'd seen pictures of her, but none of them prepared you for how pretty and adorable that tiny little princess was

Her laugh was adorable and she had warm brown eyes like her dad, and you were sold right there, she had got your heart without even talking to you

Of course you'd brought her some treats like you often did, and Joel was happy, knowing his daughter would love it

He was busy with the barbecue when you noticed Sarah fell roughly onto the floor and scrapped her knee. You saw how it happened but you weren't close enough to prevent her from falling, but you still rushed to her and felt your heart breaking the moment her little eyes glistened with tears, a small sob left her mouth

You picked her up in your arms and carried her to the kitchen, sitting her down and looking for something to wipe off the blood and a band-aid

"Can you get my daddy, please?"

Her small voice broke the silence as she watched you curiously; Sarah was an outgoing kid, but she was usually used to have her daddy around her all the time

You nodded and stroked her cheek, your thumb drying her tears kindly, standing up to go get Joel, she held your hand with her small one and asked your name, which you informed

"So you're the nice lady who sends me gifts? Nice!"

She said adorably and you two engaged on talking about the favorite treats you sent her

Joel watched your interaction as he was walking into the kitchen and felt pretty happy to see how well you two were getting along

After that, you went to Joel's more and more often, always spending time with him and Sarah

You would spend hours helping her with the homework, doing puzzles, playing dolls or baking cookies

And it didn't take long for Joel to need your help in babysitting him when he couldn't finish a job earlier or needed someone to drive her or pick her up at school

Once you went to pick her up and saw how she was sobbing, those her little hands tried to wipe her tears as fast as they appeared

You left the car and rushed to her, worried someone had harmed her or just been mean

You asked what was going on but she didn't say anything at first, she just sobbed as you wrapped your arms around her small body and pulled her closer

You thought maybe she would fight your embrace, but she didn't, in fact, she clung to you more and more and hid her face while you cuddled her and tried calming her down

You decided to call Joel because you were running out of ideas and didn't know what to do to soothe her, but she finally looked up at him and told you what was going on

Some mean girls from her class made fun of her because they were rehearsing for the mother's day presentation and Sarah didn't have a mom

Your heart shattered with how cruel those kids could be, and even more so when Sarah looked at you with hopeful eyes and asked you to go to the presentation

You immediately said yes and after that you went to all of her school presentations with Joel

When you finally married your husband Joel, you had a private conversation with Sarah, she was gorgeous wearing the flower girl dress and you asked her if she would like you to be her mommy officially

She squealed in happiness and said yes

And from that moment on, not only you got yourself a handsome husband, but also a beautiful daughter

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[sweetprfct]

Can I request a fluffy Joseph Quinn x fem! reader long oneshot where reader wakes up and hears laughter and finds Joseph in their daughters room playing with her and as reader watches them she reflects on how she met Joseph when she took her niece to a Comic Con to meet him and it was love at first sight?

The Alchemy

Joseph Quinn x Fem!Reader

Summary: Seeing Joe with your daughter, you couldn't help but look back on the first time you met him. That one normal day you dreaded so much that turned into something so beautiful and important, almost like a golden daylight you never knew before.

Author's Note: I barely write any fics that involves with kids, so this is a rare one for me. Somehow, I enjoyed it! :) Comments are always welcome!

Wordcount: 5.3K

Letting out a deep breath, you smiled at the work that you just finished. Organizing the living room and the kitchen every day was getting harder, but you weren’t complaining. It was the trails that your toddler would leave behind. Her stuffed animals, puzzles, books and Barbie dolls. After putting them all back in the bin, you finally sighed in relief, ready to just crawl under the bed covers and be in Joe’s arms. 

However, laughter and giggles echoed down the hall and caught your attention. Looking at the time, you realized that it was late. Well, late for your daughter to be up at this hour. Walking down the hall and into her bedroom, you found Joe, still in his work clothes, on the floor playing with Rosie. 

“Hi! I’m Miss Bunny!” Joe used his baby talk, letting the stuffed bunny hop in front of Rosie. 

“Bunny!” Rosie’s fingers were on her mouth as she used her other hand to point at the stuffed bunny.

“Miss Bunny thinks it’s time for bedtime!” Joe let the stuffed bunny dance towards Rosie, who giggled happily.

You leaned against the doorframe and smiled, watching Rosie laugh as Joe tackled her with the bunny kisses. He then reeled her in his lap and attacked her with kisses all over her face. Rosie’s brunette curls were all disheveled the moment Joe pulled away. He laughed softly, stroking his daughter’s hair as she wrapped her tiny arms around Joe’s neck. She laid her head on his shoulder and yawned softly, while Joe caressed her back.

“My little Rosie.” He murmured, giving her a soft kiss on the forehead. 

“Daddy… love.” Rosie said, yawning again.

“I love you too, darling.” 

Joe started humming softly as he rocked Rosie in his arms. As you watched them, you couldn’t help but remember how you and Joe first met. If someone would have told you back then that this was going to be your future, you probably would have laughed so hard at how ridiculous it would sound. It was something you never knew that could happen in your life. 

Ever.

It started one Friday afternoon when your sister came knocking on your door. You sighed as soon as you saw her car outside the window. You love your sister. You really did, but you were tired of babysitting her daughter every time she needed to go do something. You had your own life too, and you were stressed out at work already. 

“What is it?” You asked as soon as you opened the door.

Camille gave you a shy smile as your eyes shifted towards your niece, Zoe, who was sitting at the passenger seat of Camille’s car. The window was down, and she was occupied with her phone. Your niece was 13 years old and somehow, your sister always wanted you to watch her.

“No, Camille.” You shook your head before she could say anything. “I’m not babysitting tonight. I had a long day at work. I don’t have the energy to deal with kids right now.”

“No, no.” Camille shook her head. “I’m not here to ask you to babysit. It’s just that… this weekend…”

You raised your brow at her, leaning your body against the door frame and your arms crossed in front of your chest. 

“What about this weekend?” You asked.

“You see, there’s this comic con convention in the city, and Zoe has been begging me to take her because her favorite celebrity is going to be in it, but I can’t go this weekend because I have this project at work.” Camille let out a deep sigh. “I was wondering if you could take her, please?”

“No—No!” You repeatedly shook your head. “A comic con? No way! That’s way too crowded for me and you know I hate that! Besides, I’m not a fan of those things.” 

“You don’t have to be a fan to go,” Camille explained. “Can you please just take her? She has been asking for this. She has been wanting to meet this guy. She really likes him.” 

“It’s a guy?!” Your eyes widened. “What does she know about liking a guy? She’s like five.”

“She’s 13, honey.” Your sister tilted her head at you. “He’s a celebrity named Joe… something. I don’t know, he’s from this show called Stranger Things.”

“Stranger what?” You furrowed your brows and shook your head again. “No, no. What am I gonna do there?”

“Just please accompany her? I’ll pay for everything. Your gas, both of your food and even your admission ticket.”

You sighed, shifting your eyes at Zoe, who was now looking at the both of you. She had pleading eyes, and you knew she was silently begging you to say yes to accompany her.

“Do I have to stand in line to meet this man?” You asked, shifting your eyes back to Camille.

“I don’t think so.” She shrugged. “I guess it depends on their age rules, but you literally just have to accompany her. You don’t have to interact with anyone.”

You rubbed your forehead and scrunched your face as you agreed. Your sister should be glad that you love your niece or else, you would have said no to this, and she wouldn’t be able to convince you at all.

Camille smiled, pulling you into a hug and said, “Thank you!”

You pointed your index finger at her, raising your brow and said, “You’re paying for all of this. I’m not spending a single dime.”

Camille nodded her head and said, “Oh and… um… can you please not smoke in front of Zoe?”

You were taken aback by her little comment as you gasped softly. “You smoke in your household, Camille!”

“No, I haven’t!” She argued. “I haven’t smoked in years.”

You sighed, shaking your head in disbelief. Why was she acting like she was all innocent?

Camille took a step forward, touching you by the forearm. Her eyes were practically begging as she said, “I know you smoke when you’re stressed, and I know the crowd stresses you out. It’s just that Zoe is growing older, and I don’t want her to be picking up those kinds of habits.”

You scoffed, “Speak for yourself.”

“I know.” Camille admitted. “She doesn’t need to be like me before.”

You rolled your eyes and nodded at her as she gave you another thankful smile before walking away. As your sister slid herself back into the driver’s seat, you saw Zoe smiled at you and looked down at her phone. In just a second, your phone vibrated in your pocket and saw Zoe texting you a thank you as the car pulled away from your driveway. 

Entering back into your place, you flopped yourself on the sofa and sighed. You didn’t understand how your sister could have a daughter and could barely be there for her. This was why you told yourself that you could never have kids. There was too much time and needs that you needed to sacrifice just so you could take care of them. 

Shaking your head, you googled the show Stranger Things just to at least know what this was all about. You scrolled through the list of cast and saw two men that have the same name as Joe. One with long thick straight hair and one with curly long hair. You wondered which one Zoe was so fond of. Not really caring about it, you exited google and spent the rest of the night cuddled with your blanket on your sofa, watching your shows. 

However, when Saturday came, you were dreading to get up. It was way too early and why were comic cons started at 10am? It was a Saturday! Who wanted to get up that early for it? For what? For an autograph and a picture? 

On the way to your sister’s house, you grabbed yourself a cup of coffee and when you arrived, you found Zoe already waiting for you on the front porch. She looked excited and nervous at the same time. She had a backpack with her, and you furrowed your brows as you studied the outfit that she was wearing. 

When did your sister approve of this sort of outfit?

In your opinion, you didn’t think it was bad. However, in your sister’s eyes? You knew she had an argument with Zoe this morning when she saw that t-shirt she was wearing. 

“Hellfire Club?” You tugged on Zoe’s shirt lightly as soon as she slid herself on the passenger seat. 

“So, your mom was okay with you having a picture of the devil on your shirt?” You raised your brow at her, making Zoe roll her eyes.

“She doesn’t know it.” Zoe shrugged. “It’s from the show. It’s not really the devil, Auntie.”

You chuckled softly, “So, this is not like a cult thing?”

Zoe sighed and said, “No, it’s not! Auntie, I thought you’re the cool Aunt. I thought you would be cool about this?”

“I am cool about this!” You argued, tugging on her shirt lightly again. “Let me see.”

Zoe turned her body to face you as she looked down at her shirt and gave you a proud smile. You chuckled softly, poking her stomach softly.

“I actually think you look pretty cool.” You smiled before finally driving out of the driveway. 

Zoe smiled as she scrolled through her phone. For a moment, there was a comfortable silence between the two of you as you entered the freeway and made your way to the city. You looked over to Zoe and saw that she was scrolling through the website of the comic con. 

“So, who’s this Joe guy, anyway?” You asked, interrupting the silence.

You saw the grin on Zoe’s face widened as she focused her eyes on the phone of her screen. Not a minute later, she held up her phone with a picture of a guy. He was wearing the same Hellfire Club shirt, long curly hair and had tattoos. 

“That’s him?” You laughed. “With the perm and everything?”

“That’s just his character. He’s wearing a wig.” Zoe slumped on her seat, sighing. 

You laughed softly, shaking your head. You continued to focus your eyes on the road as the skyline of the city slowly appeared in front of you. Zoe looked out the window for a moment, and you couldn’t help but glance at her. You saw the frustration in her eyes as you bit your lower lip. You didn’t mean to upset her over a picture, and you could tell she was going through something else.

“Hey,” You reached your hand over, patting her lap. “I’m sorry. You know I’m just teasing you.”

Zoe turned to you and nodded her head. “It’s just that… he already gets so much hate online, you know? He’s such a sweet guy, and I wish people were nicer.”

You couldn’t help but smile and squeezed her hand lightly. “People just don’t have anything to do with their lives that’s why they’re being like that.”

“Yeah…” Zoe looked down at her lap. “Mom just doesn’t understand it either.”

“Well, you know how your mom is.” You rolled your eyes. “She’s too stiff and strict. She got that from your grandma.”

Zoe let out a sigh, setting her chin on the palm of her hand as she looked out the window. 

“Oh, c’mon. Cheer up. You’re going to meet him soon.” You gave her a reassuring smile. 

Zoe gave you a nervous smile, nodding her head. She took your hand in hers and squeezed it lightly. As Zoe grew older, she was more comfortable sharing things with you than Camille. It wasn’t like you didn’t scold her about certain things. Camille was just too strict, and she never tried to understand that Zoe was growing up, and she was in a phase where she was experimenting different things to learn more about herself. 

Arriving at the convention center, you walked in with Zoe and immediately saw a crowd of people already. It took about 15 minutes just entering the building, which you didn’t understand because you both were here before it even opened. Your eyes studied the room, looking at the people dressed up in different characters. You wonder how long it took them to dress up like that. They all looked really cool. 

“Oh, over there!” Zoe tugged on your arm, pointing towards the corner at the back. 

Your eyes immediately saw the big banner that had a picture of Joe’s character with his name plastered next to it. Grabbing you by the wrist, Zoe dragged you quickly towards it, stumbling and bumping through the crowd.

“Okay, slow down, Zoe.” You said. 

“I can’t. The photo op is supposed to be at 11.” Zoe explained. “It’s already almost 10:30. I wanna be in line already.”

You took a deep breath and your eyes widened immediately as soon as you both arrived at the booth. The line was already long, and you followed Zoe all the way to the back and sighed. The crowd was making you anxious, and Zoe being in a panic and nervous mode wasn’t helping you either. 

“How long is this going to take?” You asked.

Zoe shrugged. “It starts at 11. Maybe an hour or so?”

Your eyes widened. “Okay, how about this… I’ll be right back.”

Zoe tilted her head at you, a brow raised. You swore whenever she gave you that look, she looked exactly like your sister. 

“You’re already stressed? Are you gonna go out for a smoke?”

“No.” You immediately answered as you made a face. “I’m… just gonna look at stuff… outside. The city skyline looks nice.”

Zoe kept her brow raised, knowing the fact that you were lying in front of her face. 

“Mhm…”

“Just stay here and if you ever move, just text me where you are.” You pointed your index finger at her. “Don’t go anywhere far. I swear to god, Zoe. Your mother is going to kill me.”

Zoe rolled her eyes as you walked away. Walking through the crowds, you found two sliding doors that walked out to the balcony. The skyline of the city was right in front of it, and you couldn’t help but admire it as you took out a cigarette from your purse and lit it up. You exhaled a sharp breath, puffing out the smoke when another person joined you. 

Glancing to your side, you watched as he fumbled through his coat pockets. The cigarette was tucked between his lips, and he looked like he was looking for his lighter. 

“Great.” He murmured under his breath, taking the cigarette that was between his lips and exhaled a sharp breath.

Taking your lighter from your pocket, you took a few steps towards him and handed it to him. As he gazed up at you, his chocolate button eyes immediately caught yours. A small gasp was caught in your throat as you stared at him for a moment. As he slipped the lighter from your hands, you felt his touch on your fingers and suddenly, you felt something sparked inside of you.

Almost like the chemicals in your brain have changed. 

“Thank you.” He gave you a shy smile before lighting his cigarette. 

You nodded your head, giving him a faint smile as he gave you back your lighter. You noticed the English accent that slipped through his voice and wondered if he was just visiting town. 

A comfortable silence surrounded the both of you for a moment before he interrupted and said, “Overwhelmed?”

You chuckled softly. “I don’t like the crowds.”

He nodded his head and blew a puff of smoke into the air and continued, “Me too. Gives me anxiety.”

You gave him a soft smile and looked towards the view of the skyline in front of the both of you. Then, you glanced over to him again.

“Y…You work for the convention?” You asked.

“Um…” He laughed softly, scratching the back of his head. “I guess you could say that.”

“I don’t know how you do it. Working and dealing with all those crowds?” You shook your head. “It’s why I choose to work in an office.”

The man chuckled softly, putting his cigarette out and said, “I guess so but after saying hi and taking pictures with them, it’s sort of worth it.”

You furrowed your brows at the small comment that he just made. For a moment, you were confused as to what he was talking about. You looked over your shoulder and through the glass windows and saw the banner that was literally underneath Zoe before slowly looking back at the man in front of you. You felt your cheeks flushed when you realized who it was. Putting out your cigarette, you let out a small laugh and shook your head.

“What?” He asked.

“My niece…” You laughed, turning to face him. “She would kill me right now if she knew who I was talking to.”

He gave you a wide smile, “I’m guessing you don’t watch Stranger Things?”

“I actually didn’t find out about it until just yesterday.” Your cheeks flushed again. 

You didn’t know why you were feeling embarrassed. There was literally nothing to be embarrassed about. You just didn’t watch the show nor knew him at all. That was all. It wasn’t a crime or anything. 

“I’m just accompanying my niece because my sister can’t seem to show up for her daughter lately.” You rolled your eyes. “I don’t know why she would have a child if she can’t even take care of her. It was like she just doesn’t even care. I mean… Zoe is literally growing up so fast, and she doesn’t even realize that—”

You glanced at him and saw an amused smile that was tugging on his lips. You bit your lower lip and looked away for a moment.

“And… I’m ranting to you. I’m so sorry.” You laughed softly, playing with the lighter in your hands. 

“It’s okay.” He grinned widely. “I totally understand. One of my mates back in London is sort of the same. He tends to leave his kids to his sister, and I honestly feel like he doesn't care at all.”

“Yeah…” You looked down at your fingers. 

“But I think it’s cool that you accompanied your niece to meet me.” Joe gave you a warm smile that suddenly made your stomach turn. “Not many people would do that, especially for a convention like this.”

You pursed your lips, giving him a small smile as you kicked the metal railing softly with your foot. Your head hung low, and you could feel your heartbeat race faster. Why was it all of a sudden, you were feeling a little shy? 

“I’m Joe, by the way.”

He held out his hand and right before you could shake his hand, your flustered self dropped the lighter on the floor. You let out a nervous laugh as Joe picked it up on the ground and handed it to you. You introduced yourself as you took the lighter from his hand, feeling his touch against your skin again. Once again, you felt the electricity sparked inside of you, and you couldn’t explain what it was. 

“Nice to meet you.” Joe smiled. 

“Yo…You too.” 

“I should get back. I have fans waiting for me.” Joe made his way towards the double doors.

“Of course.”

As he walked away, you turned your back towards the double doors and slapped your palm on your forehead, feeling so stupid and embarrassed. You didn’t even know why. You were never nervous when it came to talking to men, so why were you all flustered towards Joe? Was it because he was a celebrity or was it because you didn’t even recognize him, and you had the audacity to rant about your personal life to some stranger?

Shaking your head, you made your way back inside the convention center and waited for Zoe to finish off her photo ops with Joe. You sat in the corner and watched everyone around the center for a moment, before you occupied yourself with some work on your phone. 

“Auntie!” Zoe called out, running towards you. “Look! Look!”

She squealed, handing you two printed pictures of her and Joe. You smiled and stared at the picture. One of the pictures was Joe hugging her tightly and the other one was them doing peace signs, and his tongue was sticking out in a goofy and dorky way.

“Was he nice?” You asked. 

“Yes, he was so sweet! He said that he liked my shirt, and he called me darling.”

You laughed, taking the pictures from her. “Here let me hold this for you, while you prepare to go get his autograph.”

“Okay.” Zoe fixed her heavy backpack, but you were quick to grab her gently by her straps.

“Zoe, you’re struggling with that. Let me hold this for you.” You said, sliding her backpack off her shoulders. 

As you set the backpack on the table in front of you, you helped fix Zoe’s shirt and just in time, Joe had walked by. Your eyes caught his as he gave you a warm smile when he passed by. Zoe was literally bouncing off her feet, while you were trying to fix her shirt but it was no use, she wouldn’t stay still.

“Zoe, sweetheart. Calm down.” You said, squeezing her arm softly.

“I’m gonna go!” Zoe said, walking away from you.

“Okay, text me–” You sighed and rubbed your forehead. 

The rest of the day was slow. After Zoe had received her autograph from Joe, she had dragged you into his panel, and you sat there the whole time, watching him. His expressions and how he interacted with his fans. He was sweet to all of them and you were lucky enough to be sitting in the front row. Your sister truly had spent a lot of money for Zoe to get that VIP seat. You couldn’t help but wonder every time Joe glanced towards you, if he was thinking about that embarrassing conversation that you two had earlier. 

“You know, he’s only two years older than you.” Zoe had told you later that night. 

Since you had a long exhausting day running around with Zoe, you decided to abuse your sister’s credit card and took you and Zoe to a nice restaurant. That stress level from the crowd and making sure Zoe didn’t run off got you craving for steak. Something that you knew your sister was going to shake her head and roll her eyes. You couldn’t help but grin at the thought of it. Camille always had teased you all her life so when you had grown older, you kept giving her a payback every chance you got. 

“So?” You raised your brow.

“So? I saw him looking at you during his panel.” Zoe shrugged, playing with the mashed potatoes in front of her. “Why did he keep glancing at you?”

“Who knows.” You took a sip of your wine and continued eating. 

“Maybe he found you pretty or something.”

You barked out a laugh, shaking your head. “Zoe, stop spending so much time on the internet. It’s rotting your brain.”

“What? It could happen.” She shrugged and ate the mashed potatoes. 

“Zoe, he’s an actor.” You made sure that she understood it.

“Yeah, but–”

“Excuse me.” The server came by your table, smiling at you. “This was ordered for you.”

She sets a bottle of wine in front of you along with a slice of tiramisu cake in front of Zoe. You straightened yourself on your chair, wondering who the server was talking about. Following the server’s gaze behind her, you saw Joe sitting across the room. He was with another man, who looked like his friend or something. The man sitting next to him was literally grinning ear from ear as he nudged Joe on the arm. 

“Ohmygod.” Zoe gasped.

Your eyes widened as you saw Zoe’s expression turned into a panic mode. You felt your heartbeat race again when you saw Joe get up from his chair and walked towards your table. Zoe grabbed you by the wrist, and you swore for a 13 year old, she could snap your wrist in half from the way she was gripping it. 

“Zoe.” You gave her a look and a warning voice to calm down and behave herself. 

“Hi.” Joe smiled at you. “We meet again.”

“Again?!” Zoe exclaimed, shifting her attention to you. 

You squeezed her hand softly under the table to calm herself down as you smiled at Joe. “Are you stalking me?” You joked.

“Are you sure you’re not stalking me?” Joe retorted back.

“Well, I was here first before you, wasn’t I?”

Joe was silent for a moment before shrugging and nodding his head in agreement. A small laugh escaped from him before his eyes turned to Zoe. 

“Hi.” He grinned at her. “Nice to meet you again.”

“You too.” Zoe smiled excitedly. “I’m such a big fan.”

“Thank you.” Joe nodded before turning to you again. “May I?”

You nodded your head as he pulled up a chair next to you. You wonder if you were dreaming. You wonder if this was real, and you certainly wonder how the hell Zoe was just talking about this and now, it was happening? Was this some sort of prank? Were you on camera right now? Glancing towards your niece, she focused her attention on her food, but she was practically giddy on her seat.

“You didn’t have to do all this, you know?” You said, pointing at the wine and the tiramisu cake.

“Actually, it’s a little thank you.” Joe cleared his throat. “Ever since our conversation earlier, I couldn’t help but think about how I never had a conversation like that in a long time. You know, something real and genuine?”

You nodded your head towards the man that was sitting on their table. “He doesn’t give you genuine conversations?” 

Joe looked over his shoulder and laughed softly. “He’s my manager. Most of our conversations involve work.”

“Ah,” You nodded your head in understanding. “Well, I’m glad I was able to give you that.”

“Well, I was hoping that maybe we could continue more conversations like that.”

You bit your lower lip as soon as you felt Zoe kicked you on the leg under the table. You clench your jaw from the pain that you felt. You swore Zoe was going to get an earful from you later on. As you continued your conversation with Joe, he had given you his number at the end of the night, and Zoe was practically excited and giddy when you both returned in the car. 

“You’re literally the coolest Aunt.” Zoe had told you later that night when you had dropped her off home. “Thank you for coming with me today. It really means a lot.”

You smiled as you helped her slip her backpack on. “You know I’m always here for you, Zoe. I know I get busy at times but if there’s any problem or anything you need, I’m a text away, alright?”

Zoe smiled, wrapping her arms around your waist and embraced you. It was that night when you realized that the reason why you were always so irritated with Camille for bringing Zoe for you to babysit was because you cared too much about her. You didn’t want Zoe to have a distant relationship with her mom because she was always busy with work. You wanted Zoe to have a safe and healthy relationship with her family because she deserved so much love and happiness in this world. 

“Hey, I didn’t know you were there.” Joe’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts. 

Rosie was fast asleep in his arms as you smiled and walked towards them. Joe was still sitting on the floor, his hand gently caressing Rosie’s back. She had her head against his shoulder, face pressed on his neck. 

“What are you thinking?” Joe whispered. 

“You…” You smiled, rubbing Rosie’s back softly. “Zoe.. and Rosie.”

Joe smiled slightly, thinking about Zoe. He couldn’t believe she was almost graduating high school now. When he first met her, she was this energetic 13 year old. Now, she was almost a grown adult and more energetic and smarter than ever. 

“Her graduation is coming up pretty quickly.” Joe said. 

“Yeah, she’s Valedictorian of her class. I’m so proud of her.” 

Joe got up from the floor and walked over to Rosie’s bed and set her down gently. He covered her with her blanket, tucking her in comfortably before setting the stuffed bunny next to her. Turning to face you, he wrapped his arms around your waist, giving you a soft kiss on the lips.

“If it wasn’t for Zoe, we wouldn’t be here right now.” Joe murmured.

You let out a soft hum, wrapping your arms around his neck. “That’s true… We wouldn’t have Rosie either.”

Unwrapping his arms from you, Joe looked over his shoulder and stared at Rosie, who was fast asleep. He knelt down next to her bed, softly brushing her brunette curls away from her face before placing a soft kiss on her hair.

“I don’t know where I would be without the both of you.” Joe smiled. 

Kneeling down next to him, you placed a soft kiss on Rosie’s forehead. When you were pregnant with Rosie, you and Joe had promised each other that no matter how busy life gets, you both will always put her first no matter what. 

“I love you both so much.” You whispered.

“Mama?” You gazed down at Rosie, who fluttered her eyes open.

She reached her arms towards you as you smiled and picked her up in your arms.

“Get some rest, sweetheart.” You rocked her softly, while Joe rubbed her back.

As you set her back down on her bed, you felt Rosie’s arms tightened around your neck. You chuckled softly at Joe as he shook his head. 

“In bed with us it is then.” Joe stated.

Walking out of Rosie’s room, Joe followed behind you, turning the lights off and went to freshen up as you settled Rosie on the bed between the both of you. You tucked her in the bed before you went to change into your pajamas. Not moments later, Joe’s arms wrapped around your waist, hugging you from behind.

“That day…” Joe kissed your cheek softly, turning you around to face him. “When you started talking about Camille, and I saw you all flustered, I knew that I wanted to get to know more about that girl that I met on the balcony.”

You chuckled softly, running your hands down his chest. “It was the first time I ever felt something like that to anyone. It was like the chemicals in my brain twisted and turned into something I never knew before.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him softly on the lips. Joe pressed your body against his as he kissed you deeper and hungrily.

“It was like suddenly, everything was golden. Like I saw colors I never knew before.” You said once you pulled away from the kiss. 

“You and Rosie are my life.” Joe murmured. “You both are everything to me.”

He softly caressed your cheek with his thumb before taking your hand and took you to the bedroom. As you settled on your sides of the bed, Joe wrapped an arm around Rosie, giving her a kiss on her forehead again before moving over and giving you a quick kiss. With both of them like this in your bed, you couldn't help but thanked your little stars for bringing Joe into your life, and you certainly thanked your little stars for letting your sister dragged you to that comic con with Zoe. 

Who knew that one day that you dreaded so much turned into something so important? 

Who knew that was going to be the beginning of your life forever? 

The End.

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[bitchinbarzal]

(this is kinda horrible, but the thought is still sad)

gigi and uncle adam are besties, have been since she was three days old.

and ofc as we mentioned, he might use her to pick up girls every once in a while, but that’s besides the point.

once gigi gets a little older, maybe 3,4(?), adam gets with this one girl. and she’s nice, gigi thinks.

at least she was the first time she met her.

two versions past this point:

1. then suddenly, uncle adam doesn’t come over that often. he’s passing on their weekly uncle adam and gigi dates, and he doesn’t watch her favorite cartoon anymore. and finally it rattles little gigi so much, that one night she crawls into luca and moms bed with her favorite stuffed animal clutched in her hands “dada, why uncle ad no love me no more?” with the saddest little pout on her face and luca loses it. is on the phone with adam the morning “dude, i don’t know what changed lately, but all i know is you better get your ass over to my house to watch paw patrol, or else i can’t stop your niece from believing you don’t love her.”

2. the next time gigi comes over to hang with uncle adam, her and the new gf get left alone for a little while, while adam runs to the grocery store. and instead of playing tea party with her (like gigi asked) the new gf jsut ignores her. and then she takes a call. “no, i don’t know where he went. he left me here with a fucking toddler. god kids are so difficult.” and gigi doesn’t really understand, but she knows that wasn’t nice. and so she asks her again “wanna play tea with me” and the new gf loses it. angles the phone away from her mouth and tells gigi to go away, that her uncle adam doesn’t love her as much as he loves her (new gf) and she really needed a new babysitter, because her (gigi) “uncle adam” is “getting real tired of having to hang out with her.”this scares gigi, and she goes to the corner to play tea by herself and cries. when uncle adam gets back, she’s excited for a little while, until she remembers what new gf told her, then she calms down. when mom comes to pick her up, she goes sprinting for the door. mom and adam both think this is a little weird, because usually she’ll fight tooth and nail to stay, unless promised ice cream, but they ignore it. until gigi starts rejecting uncle adam. “ready for another play date g? we’re going to the zoo!” gigi screams “NO!” and runs to hide. and of course this is now getting pretty strange, but adam starts to ignore it, and lean more in to hanging out with his gf. and now a few weeks go by. and gigi misses uncle adam. really bad. like wakes up at 2 am and crawls into luca and moms bed, bad. “momma, i miss uncle ad” “baby you’ve been mean to him, that’s why he hasn’t come around.” “he was a meanie first!” “how was uncle ad mean?” “he doesn’t love me as much as he loves her, and, and he doesn’t want to be with me no more.” now luca intervenes. “honey when did uncle adam tell you this?” “NO- no uncle ad. new gf. she, she said that uncle ad didn’t love me as much as her, and he doesn’t wanna go on our play dates anymore.” luca is up bright and early to go kick adam in the ass and make him apologize (but also has to go early to make sure momma bear wasn’t going to actually beat new gf’s ass for saying that). adam breaks up with her within the hour, but it’s going to take a lot longer than that to get his and gigi’s relationship back to where it was.

nonnie… who hurt you?? (Also I’ve named the girlfriend ruby in this)

So imagine the girlfriend has said all that to Gigi and she’s just sad. She’s so upset and when you come to get her, she sprints into your arms.

This is really unusual because Gigi spends maybe one weekend a month in Columbus with Adam because of his schedule and she’s usually crying and screaming to stay but this time she’s already on-route to the car without her bag or stuffed animal.

Adam comes out to the car to say bye but Gigi is just asking you if she can call her uncle Rut on the way home.

When it’s Adam’s next weekend to have her, Gigi declines the invite and says she’d rather stay with mom and dad. Which hurts Adam a lot he hasn’t missed a Gigi weekend since she was six months old.

Then Adam’s in Detroit playing the red wings and he stops by to watch a game on their day off, Gigi doesn’t want to sit next to him.

Both you and Luca are confused and somewhat concerned, it brings up conversations of has something happened, should you be asking Adam.

Then one night at bedtime Gigi calls on Luca to read her story and when Luca goes to grab his book, daddy loves me she gives him goodnight moon.

“Baby this is Adam’s book”

Gigi is so annoyed she loves this book “No, it’s daddy’s book now”

“Ok, G what’s wrong? Why are you so mad at uncle Adam?”

You’re standing in the hallway listening “He doesn’t love me anymore!”

“Did he say that?” You ask, coming in.

She shakes her head, eyes filling with tears “No! Ruby did, she told me he loves her now not me anymore and he doesn’t like playing with me”

You both let her sleep in your bed for the night, consoling your babygirl’s sobs throughout the night. Her cries making you cry.

“I’ll kill them Luca, I swear to fucking god” is all you said all night. You were beyond angry at both of them, Ruby for doing it and Adam for allowing it to happen.

Luca leaves the bed early morning to call his brother and explain the situation, much to adam’s surprise and anger. He breaks up with Ruby over the phone as he’s half way to Ann Arbor.

When he gets there, he finds your car to be the only one in the driveway and he’s a little frightened.

When he comes in, calling out for someone he sees your angry face staring at him as you’re soothingly gigi to sleep for her nap.

“You’ve got some nerve fantilli”

“I didn’t know!” He excuses, walking in to the nursery.

“She was heartbroken Adam, she was up all night crying and I… Adam you broke her heart, her first heartbreak and it’s her uncle who broke it”

That kicks Adam right in the gut.

He sees that she’s not asleep yet and he points to her “Can I?”

Typically, you would say no but she was heavy and your arms were sore so you passed her off and left to make lunch.

There, Adam stood holding her just like she was a baby once again and he mumbled the words to Goodnight moon to her. When she finally fell asleep he kissed her head and whispered “I’m so sorry Princess”

[reigningqueenofwords]

A Daughter

A/N: I've been reading John Winchester's Journal, and decided to put in some of the things I've read about into this.

Part 2 of Dad’s Back

It had been three days since John showed back up with you in tow. Just three days, and the three Winchester men had completely melted for you. 

The day after he’d showed up, they were on the move to the next motel. Sam rode in the back with you, and Dean followed behind in the Impala. An hour into the drive, you were over it already. You pushed against the straps of your car seat, fussing and whining. Sam tried to distract you, but you wanted none of it. “Maybe we can pull into a town and find a playground? Let her wear herself out?” Sam suggested, glancing at his father. 

John sighed and nodded. Sam had been less fussy on long car rides, but he had to remember that he had been traveling since he was an infant. It was just what he was used to. You, however, had lived in the same place your whole (short) life. 

Dean furrowed his brow as John pulled onto an exit. Normally John stopped as little as possible. Finally, they pulled into the parking lot of a public playground. “What gives?” He asked as he got out of the car. He saw Sam unbuckling a fussy toddler. 

John shrugged. “She’s not having it. Sam suggested we stop and let her play. Wear herself down so she’ll nap on the drive. How about you run and get us some lunch? Get her some nuggets and a small fry.” He told his son, glancing to where Sam was walking you to the slide. “I just assumed we could travel like usual, without thinking the only reason it was easy to travel with Sam at that age was because he was just used to it. She’s not.” 

“I hate to say it, but I’m glad things happened now, and not in a few years. She won’t have the memory of losing her mom and starting to travel.” Dean noted. “You gonna do with her like you did with us? Go balls to the wall for her birthday?” He chuckled. “Remember when I was 8, and you brought us to Chuck E. Cheese? We ate pizza, played video games, and it was like we were just any other family?” He fondly remembered that day. 

“Yeah, I remember that.” He smiled. “Sam fell asleep while eating his pizza that night.” He shook his head. “Did you know your mom always talked about having a daughter one day?” He asked. 

Dean shook his head. “No, you never mentioned.” Growing up Dean only asked about Mary on the anniversary of her death. It was too painful for both of them. 

John had a soft and sad look on his face. “Yeah, she would talk about it, sure that our next one would be a girl. I would have been over the moon.” He admitted. “The idea that I would ever have a daughter died with your mother.” He sighed, shaking his head. “And then I was told about that little girl. I was floored. Sammy had just about to turn 13, and you were 17.” 

“Bet that was one hell of a shock.” He watched his baby brother play with you, and could tell Sam needed this. “I think this will be good for Sammy.” He glanced at his father, making John raise his eyebrow. “We tried to give Sammy the best childhood, but shit happens.” 

“I tried to do my best for you, too. Not just Sammy.” He didn’t ever want Dean to think differently. 

“I know you did.” He assured him. “But me and Sammy? We’re entirely different. I was asking to shoot guns. He just wanted books.” He shrugged a shoulder. “Who do you think will be the first to walk her to the park closest to where we’re staying? Or will take her to the library and teach her to read?” He pointed out. 

“Daddy!” You called out, clearly wanting him to join you and Sammy. 

John chuckled. “Guess that’s my cue. And she’ll look up to both of you.” He patted Dean’s shoulder. “Go get lunch and meet us back here.” 

Dean watched as John made his way to you. Maybe you’d be good for all three of them. 

You’d just turned 4, and as Dean figured, John did his best to make it an excellent day. He got you a strawberry cake with the Disney princesses on it, Sam decorated the motel room, and Dean did all the present wrapping. They couldn’t get you a lot of presents, but you seemed to love all of them. Your favorite was a stuffed animal that John bought you. You fell asleep cuddling it that night. 

The three talked quietly, not wanting to wake you. “So, I had an idea.” Sam started. “Maybe this summer we can find a day camp for he-” 

“No.” John instantly shot that down, confusing Sam. “When Dean was 10, I got you boys into a summer camp. You were 6, so you didn’t hear about what happened at that summer camp. On day 5, it turned into a case. Dean could have been killed, and a counselor was killed a week after Dean’s brush with death. Never put you boys in camp again.” 

Sam looked surprised, never having heard of that before. “Oh, wow.” He shook his head, glancing to where you were sleeping. “Yeah, we don’t want that.” He loved you, a lot. The thought of you being in danger bothered him. Looking back at his dad, he shrugged. “Or maybe we can find something else to do with her.” You had a lot of energy, so when he wasn’t in school he was trying to find something to do with you. 

John was proud of how his boys accepted you, and did everything they could for you. “She loves you, and would be happy doing damn near anything with you.” He chuckled.

Tagging: @ilovetaquitosmmmm

[tomtenadia]

Detours to You - ch 7

Who wants a lot of fluff with Rowan playing dad? This chapter is nothing but Rowan enjoying some great time with his daughter

When Friday eventually arrived Rowan was elated and could not contain his excitement. The day he would finally get Maya for an entire weekend had arrived and he was just counting down the hours. He had spent the week preparing the room for her, bought a nice duvet with a space theme, some basic furniture and toys as well. But he stopped his spending frenzy when he realised he still knew very little about her. Priority number one had been the car seat and the of course baby proof the house. She was five but his research online had told him it was safe because toddlers loved exploring where they were not meant to. And of course food. He had a list of possible recipes and foods that she might like and stocked up fridge and pantry. Eventually Aelin called him and told him that the bags were ready at the shop for him to collect.

Rowan indulged in leaving the office a little earlier, with the excuse that he had to go to the school and was still not used to the whole picking up a child from school. 

He took his work pickup and smiled at seeing the car seat in the back. That was just for that trip, he was going to move it back on his car. Now he was at the school and he was nervous.

Aelin had given him instruction were to park and where to go. Dutifully he left his pickup and ignored all the eyes turning to the fire department vehicle.

He joined the other parents outside the gates and noticed a few women staring at him.

“You must be new,” asked one “Which one is yours?”

“Oh I am just doing a favour to a friend.” 

“You are a firefighter?” Asked another one getting closer.

“Yes.” He hoped school finished soon so he could escape as quickly as possible.

Fate had pity on him and the bell rang, allowing the parents in . Rowan followed the instruction Aelin gave him and found Maya’s class.

“Whitethorn, I am here for Maya Galathynius.”

The teacher nodded “Aelin told us.” She weaved a hand “Maya darling, time to go home.”

A moment later a small tornado crashed again his legs “Rowan!!”

He crouched down “Hi you, ready to go?”

“Yes.” He grabbed her backpack and together they left the premises under the stare of almost all the mothers. He would have to give Aelin a head’s up of possible gossip coming.

When they reached his vehicle Maya was beaming “Is this yours?”

“Yes, it’s my work pickup. I am a firefighter.”

Maya gave him the most stunning smile “Let me help you in.”

Carefully he fastened her in and went at the front “Did you have a nice day?”

“Yes, we have learned more letters,” she replied happily “Can I write your name?”

“Of course, but at home.”

Next stop was the shop and he had to park near the river and walk hand in hand with Maya. The feeling was incredible and his daughters loved to tell him stories about some of the places and he listened.

“Hi Elide,” she screamed as they got inside the shop.

“Hi muffin,” the woman crouched down and squeezed hard “Ready for your weekend of fun with Rowan?”

Maya hugged his legs tenderly “so much.”

“Go and choose three books while I get your clothes from auntie Elide.”

Maya squealed and ran away.

Elide stared at Rowan admiring his daughter “You are already in love with her, aren’t you?”

“How could I not?” He added softly.

“This was a big step for Aelin.”

“I know and I am extremely grateful. I have been counting down the hours to this.”

Elide laughed and passed him the bags “Aelin packed a lot of her stuff, since you have no clothes for her. I think she dumped a lot of spares because you know… toddlers.”

“Yes, I have bought some too. They were so cute and I just could not resist.”

“Rowan, look, I have three.” Maya walked to him with her trophies.

Rowan crouched down and laughed”These are four but it’s fine. You can have all the books you want.”

Elide rang the items through the till and passed a bag to Maya “Go and have fun you two.”

They waved goodbye and went back to the car with Rowan carrying three duffels bags.

The drive home took a bit longer as the path to his house was snowier than usual and he was very careful at the presence he had with him “You live in the woods.”

“I do, do you like the woods?”

Maya nodded energetically “Mama and I walk a lot.”

At the house he heard his daughter gasp “your house is big.”

Rowan chuckled and went to free her.

“Let’s go in, it’s cold.”

In the lobby he removed her coat and her shoes and gave her slippers he had bought for her.

Once inside Maya was stunned “pretty.”

“Do you like it?”

“Yes.”

“Come, we are going upstairs and get changed.”

Slowly Maya climbed the stairs while Rowan followed behind keeping a tight an eye on her.

“Ready for your room?”

He opened the door and Maya ran inside and then he had to help her climb on the bed “It’s so big.”

He did not have a single bed so he had kept the double one.

While Maya explored the room and the few belongings he had placed, Rowan unpacked her clothes and took out her pyjama. He chose the elf one and called Maya “Come here so I can change your clothes.”

She walked to him hugging the elf toy he had bought her and that he had placed on the bed “Do you like that?”

“Yes, is it for me?”

“Of course.”

She hugged him “thank you.”

“Now pj on and then we can have dinner.”

Rowan helped Maya undress and then wear the night clothes. She looked adorable in the elf pyjama.

Once done, he lifted her in his arms and walked back downstairs.  

“Food?”

“Yeeeess!” She roared.

In the kitchen he sat her on a chair “Do you like mac and cheese?”

“Yes, nana makes it a lot. Mama loves it too.”

“Good,” he added, while getting all the ingredients ready “do you want to go and see hockey with me tomorrow?”

Maya’s face lit up, her green eyes shining in utter joy “The Stags?”

Rowan crouched and pushed away a rebel hair from her face “Yes. Do you like them too?”

“Yes, mama says they are the only team to like.”

Rowan laughed and stood again “your mum is absolutely right. They are the best team.”

“I want to play hockey too.”

He smiled “your mum told me, she is looking for a team for young kids.”

“I am not young. I am six in January.” She pouted.

Rowan bowed deeply “I am sorry m’lady, you are a big girl.” And at that she seemed to regain her cheerfulness pretty quickly.

When food was ready he sat at her side. He had even bought plates and cutlery for kids because they were lighter and easier to hold with smaller hands.

They were chatting away when Rowan’s phone rang and he saw it was Aelin. “Want to say hi to mum?”

He activated the video call and placed the phone against the jug of water.

“Mama.”

“Hello my love, are you having fun at Rowan’s?”

Maya eat a spoonful of her food “Yes. He made mac and cheese.”

“Oh you like that.”

“Yes and it’s really good.” She added “and I have a big room like a big girl. He bought me four books and an elf.” She lifted the toy so Aelin could see it.

“Mama misses you a lot.”

“I miss you too but I am having fun as well. Rowan has a big house in the woods. It’s so pretty.”

Aelin laughed on the other line “Good, promise me you will be good.”

“Yes, tomorrow we are going to the hockey.”

Aelin gasped “Now I am jealous. Make sure you wear your jersey, it’s in your bag. And take a lot of photos for me.”

Maya nodded and went back to her food “can I speak to your d— Rowan?”

He picked up the phone and switched off the camera and leaned against the counter while keeping an eye on Maya.

“It sounds like she is having a great time.”

Rowan chuckled “she is not the only one,” he whispered “I love so much having her here. I went on a shopping spree. Thank you for this.”

“She is very low maintenance, keep her interested and you are sorted.”

“How’s Rifthold?”

“Far too warm for November. I miss the snow.”

Another deep laugh “it’s snowing heavily again, so my morning will be spent shovelling the driveway.”

“That’s what you get to live in the woods.”

He chuckled “I would not change it for anything in the world.”

“Rowan, I finished.” Screamed Maya lifting the plate on her head to show him she had eaten all of her food.

“Can I just wish her goodnight before I go?”

Rowan passed the phone to Maya and mother and daughter said their goodbyes, then he took it back “Call me tomorrow evening again, and I will make sure I will send you a lot of photos.”

“Thank you. Good night Rowan.”

He closed the call and went back to his daughter “would you like strawberries?”

“Yes, I like them.”

Dinner went smoothly and Rowan was pleased to see that Maya ate all he offered. He loved cooking and enjoyed the chance to cook once for another person.

“Maya, I need to wash the dishes and clean, you can sit on the table and draw or colour or you can go and play in the living room, just stay nearby.”

She remained on the chair “Can I stay with you?”

“Of course, tell me what you would like to do while you are here.”

She placed her index finger and looked up in a pensive position and he saw so much of Aelin mannerism in his daughter “The aquarium.”

Rowan turned lightly “Do you want to go?”

Maya nodded enthusiastically.

“Ok, Maya we have a plan, we are going to the hockey tomorrow and on Sunday to the aquarium.”

“Rowan?”

“Yes?”

“Do you have milk chocolate?”

Rowan cursed deeply. “No Maya, we can go and buy it tomorrow?” He paused “What if I make you my special hot chocolate?”

Maya got off the chair interested.

Rowan moved her chair near the stove “Kneel here and watch?”

He grabbed the milk and the bar of dark chocolate that he had bought in case Maya wanted it. He grabbed a pan and started breaking the bar in it. Once the heat was on he poured milk and began stirring.

“It’s melting,” exclaimed Maya.

“Yes, and it’s really good.”

It was ten minutes later when he filled two cups “Let’s go in the living room.”

Together they walked to the living room and Maya climbed on the sofa with her toy.

“We ned to wait a bit because the chocolate it’s hot.”

Rowan gave her the blanket and covered her legs “Do you want to watch something?”

“Mama and I don’t watch a lot of tv.”

He smiled “I know but I have a super movie,” he took out the dvd case of My Neighbour Totoro “This is really good, is one of me favourite movies.”

Maya looked at the case “I love him, can I have him?”

Rowan placed the DVD in the player and sat back down. Maya shifted closer to him and he hugged her  closer.

Maya remained silent and attentive until Totoro appeared “he is cute.”

“He is a forest spirit,” explained Rowan happily.

“Can we go in the forest and find him?”

He nodded solemnly “once the snow is gone we can try and spot him.”

Maya grinned and climbed on Rowan’s lap allowing him to fully enclose her in his arms. Rowan gently caressed her hair, feeling his chest bursting with the deep desire to hear the word dad coming out of her lips. He wanted to shout to everyone that he was a dad, but for now he just enjoyed every moment he could with her.

Chocolate over, Maya started to doze off so Rowan scooped her up and climbed to the upper floor.

Gently he tucked her in and took a quick photo to send Aelin. He then sat at her side, brushing her back and making sure that she was fully asleep. 

“Good night, baby.” He whispered with love “You just entered my life but I already love you so much,” another gentle brush of her hair “I am your dad and I am looking forward to the moment I can tell you.” His lips pressed a gentle kiss on her silver hair, then watched her sleep until he was positive she was not waking up. Eventually he made his way to his bedroom and climbed in bed with a book. Aelin texted him back and they chatted until she left for bed.

Rowan grabbed his book again and a smile was etched on his face.

He fell asleep with the thought of the little girl, his little girl, sleeping on the other side of the corridor.

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[tired-o-fighter]

Does vincent have a favorite dad *Whispers* Don't worry I won't tell anyone if he does.

Please vote for nameless au so we can tie

Vinny never had a favorite dad. All of them were different and cared so much about him in different ways. But it was so obvious that they all loved him unimaginably and so did he. The amount of love he has for each of them is more than her knowledge of words can describe and she doesn't have a favorite because she can't even compare them.

BUT

That's not what y'all are here for.

Although vinny never had a favorite, she always had one that she was the closest with. The most comfy and felt the best to be around. But it depends on which part of her life you're asking

New born and later, baby vinny was without a doubt the closest to leo. He monitored her every second, fearing she's gonna die. Not leaving her alone for a second.

During the time she was the tiniest, he made a baby wrap with his mask to keep her close and later it just became the norm to do daily tasks while carrying her.

He was the first dad vinny named. He's her "bawa" and he did cry for a good hour and half after that interaction, realizing that she's the most precious thing in his life and he doesn't know how to keep her safe forever.

Toddler vinny and raph are best friends.‌ Vinny is filled with energy and curiosity and although they all spend time with her, try to teach her different things, and just make her giggle; Raph surprisingly (to no one but himself) is the best one with kids. He would spend hours playing with blocks and hair clips and go collect more for her every late night so he can surprise her in the morning. Although vinny loves them the same, she prefers to play with raph because he's the cool dad who has secretly taken her to ride on a motorcycle but she can't ever tell leo or they're both dead.

Ever since vinny started school (yes he goes to school thank you online education!) Mikey and vinny got a lot closer. Legally, there should be a guardian who moderates their education and mikey had so much fun helping. He always wanted to go to school and tho he knew a LOT of stuff (thanks to splinter and donny taking education VERY seriously) he has so much fun learning history and science and it makes him incredibly happy.

Vinny's papa is a very important person in their class and the kids love him. No one knows they're a turtle and an axolotl. But they love them and respect that they won't show their faces

Arts and crafts are their favorite and they love making craft together. This specific doodle is from when they made a gift for one of Vinny's classmates for his birthday.

DONNIE HOWEVER gets the angsty teenager. You can't raise a kid away from society and not get an angsty chaotic teenager who decides to trust humans and be cool and gets emotionally DESTROYED by horrible people.

She doesn't want his dads to know about her. She's distant she doesn't want them to know what she's doing. And donny is no doubt the chilleset papa. Leo is going crazy trying to mother hen her to make sure she doesn't do anything stupid. Raph is over protective and wants to fight her negative emotions, her bad feelings, and anyone she talks to. Mikey keeps trying to bond with his little kid and struggles to let go of that closeness.

Donny however knows how to be supportive and keep his distance. To be extra careful of their boundaries and the same time not let her distance herself.

This specific doodle is set after the first time vinny revealed himself to some of his human "friends" and they started hurting him, throwing stuff at him, and calling him mean things. After they left he took his shell cell and called donny, even tho he was supposed to be home and already asleep. Not saying a word just calling and then texting please pick me up.

Donny was there 8 minutes later. Helping her in the car. They had a quiet car ride. No words exchanged. When they came back home and started walking towards their own room donny looked at her with a smile "i love you vinny! I love you and I'm proud of you." He said. "I'm always proud of you and you are the most important thing in my life. I'm so glad i was blessed with you." And then, he starts walking away. She immediately runs to him, hugging him and started sobbing.

"I'm never trusting anyone ever again!" She sobbed trying to catch her breath. "I know honey. I know." He responded in a sad, bitter tone. Did he agree with her? Not exactly. Trusting would be much much harder but not impossible. That's not what she needed to hear tho. He'd help her process and heal later. Right now, he didn't know how bad the situation was, how hurt she was physically. But he knew his feelings were absolutely wrecked. And the best he could do was to support her.

Thank you so much for reading this and thanks for supporting nameless au. There's still time to vote for me so i can tie with big sis leo.

But regardless I'm grateful for you guys. Before this competition i was very insecure about my AUs thinking no one would like them. Specially an oc adoption au? I only shared with a few close friends

But now i have people who actually care for this au. Who care for vinny. Who enjoy my brain coming up with random shit.

I get asks, i made friends and I'm so happy to be in this place. Regardless of winning or loosing or getting a tie, I'm so happy to have come so far.

Hey @turtle-tot-tournament here's my biggest propaganda in hope for a tie. I'm so happy to be in this competition and I'm so grateful for having the most awsome poll master. Being a poll master myself, i can see how hard you've worked and i appreciate you so so much <3

[aajjks]

let the drama commence 😈

outfit: https://pin.it/6KpRZRXRG

hair: https://pin.it/341OBznRf

seol: https://pin.it/2NaFcVfKB

mommy issues!JK

quitting your job was very hard. you even had an emotional breakdown about it but jungkook comforted you through it all. he enrolled seol into a new elementary school and despite the drastic change, he’s loving it. his new teacher, ms. frizzle, is amazing and you like her too. not too long after, alina enrolled areum into ms. frizzle’s class because seol missed her and she’s loving it there too.

jungkook nailed his interview for the job in incheon and became a manager for their company. eunwoo was hired too and now he can drive alina crazy all day.

you ended up moving into jungkook’s apartment before the end of your lease because without your job, you can’t pay for your rent and let’s just say, the boys are loving it. jungkook cooks for you everyday and you’ve watched no way home so many times you could quote the movie word for word. and since jungkook teleworks, well, you two aren’t up to any good when seol’s at school.

“mommy!! you look so pretty” gasps seol.

“thank you honeyy. you look so handsome. where’s your dad?”

“he went to put the gifts in the car. it’s okay mommy. daddy is coming back”

you can’t help but coo at seol when he reminds you that jungkook is coming back. you both did a lot of shopping for alina’s baby shower today and you’re so excited because….

SHE’S HAVING A BABY BOY!!

~🫧

“Hi baby!” Jungkook sneaks up behind you, pressing a kiss on the back of your neck, Seol giggles at his father’s display of affection. “Hi Seol! Yn I put everything in the car- are you ready to go?”

Before you can say anything to him, “DADDY I WILL GO OUTSIDE IN THE GARAGE! HURRY UP I WANT TO PLAY WITH AREUM!” Jungkook laughs, and Seol runs out.

And Jungkook takes the opportunity to crash his lips to yours, kissing you hard and sloppy because you’re just so irresistible.

His arms wrap around your waist and he tries to deepen the kiss but you stop him. “Y-Yeah we’re already late…but let me look at you first.” After he breaks the kiss, he takes in your beautiful figure.

“W-Wow oh my goodness yn- fuck look at you.” He is awestruck right now, absolutely foaming at the mouth when he sees you.

“My pretty pretty girl…” he coos, “you look beyond pretty!” He exclaims, completely out of breath.

But then you hit him on his chest playfully, “okay okay fine let’s go.”

•••

After a few minutes of driving you’re finally at the cha household, Seol immediately gets out the car with your help of course. “Okay mommy I’ll go and play with areum and the others now!” He turns to leave but you press a kiss on the toddlers cheek and soon he’s off.

Jungkook then gets out of the car to help you out with the gifts, “baby it’s going to be so fun!!! I can’t wait for you to meet my friends!!!!! I mean you know eunwoo really well but there’s a lot more! Some of them got wives too.” He picks up some of the gifts along with you.

And you both walk into the yard. There’s a handful of people there. “OH LOOK HES HERE!” Mingyu exclaims, you’re surprised when the man approaches your boyfriend.

Jungkook settles his hands on your waist, pulling you close to his chest. “Hey man! Oh all of you are here!” Jungkook laughs out loud when he sees Jaehyun, another tall one approaches jungkook.

“Oh yugyeom- and Chris!! Ah hi you guys!” Jungkook introduces you to all of his friends.

“Of course there’s yn!” Eunwoo finally comes to his friends all gathered around you and Jungkook.

“HEY MAN! My favorite couple is here!” Eunwoo greets you both.

“Yeah guys meet my beautiful girlfriend yn!” Jungkook proudly introduces you once again. Looking at you with nothing but love.

“Our boy is in love huh? Hi yn!!! It’s so nice to meet you”

“Oh yn? All the girls are there!! You’re free to go if you’d like.”

JKS OUTFIT^

[kallystah]

| 13 | Mission : Baby

613 words

-Thank you, I am so grateful! Thanked their neighbor before leaving, leaving them both on their front doorstep, frightened.

The older one, still not realizing what she has just asked them, inflict on them, sets his violet eyes on what is nestling in the arms of his equally shocked brother. The one with glasses looks down at the sleeping toddler, mouth half open, pacifier ready to fall.

-Since when did we become the backup babysitter?

-We have sunk very low.

Starting to blame themselves for the situation, they whisper to prevent the young little girl from waking up. However, when Rindou looks back at the little girl, he can't help but look disgusted while his brother lets out a laugh, amused by the situation.

-She fucking drooled on me!

Faced with his exclamation, she wakes up crying, dropping her pacifier. Panicked, the braided person takes the child to calm him in his arms while his brother picks up the lollipop to give it back to him.

- Run it under water first, it's disgusting otherwise!

-All right, I'm going !

From then on, running in all directions frantically to respond to the little girl's slightest need and desire, they finished playing with her, her dolls and her cars. The unicorn headband and the princess headband decorating their face, they collapse on the sofa, exhausted when the one who dominates sleeps peacefully between the two of them. Starting to complain about the Legos on which he slipped several times, the two-tone grimaces as he speaks again.

-Don't you think it stinks Ran?

Turning around to exchange a look filled with apprehension, they finally set their gaze on the little girl's bottom, well filled.

-This little...

-Oh no...

-You take care of it.

-Eh ? The oldest is indignant.

-Don't do that, she's already vomited on me!

-Okay then go get me some gloves, a mask, and some disinfectant, head to the bathroom.

Executing more quickly than expected, here is the eldest trying to change the diaper of the youngest gesticulating everywhere, dressed in a blouse, gloves, a mask, his hair tied back. Meanwhile, the other of the brothers on the doorstep, his nose in his T-shirt, hands him the things he needs before returning to the corridor to get some fresh air.

-Rindou the diaper, go throw it away!

-Don't throw it at me like that! He grumbled, catching her as she was ready to land on his face. It stinks of death.

-You did worse when you were his age.

-But shut up!

-Go throw it in the trash at the bottom of the residence.

-But you can imagine seeing me with a diaper full of shit in my hands!

-Do you want it to stink up in the apartment?

-I'm going, don't kill her.

-I know what I'm doing ! He smiled before grimacing at the new diaper. How I put that ? You know, you little one?

Hearing her gurgling, he sighs before taking it in his hands to figure out how to put it on before his brother comes back.

-Of course you know and you won't tell me, you selfish thing. You dare to challenge us when you are two years old, you have a future in the underworld my little one... If you want I will teach you how to kill people.

Laughing, she extends her arms towards the one who has just changed her to hug him, happy to have spent this day with them.

-Don't worry, Rindou will also teach you his techniques. In a few years you will be the future queen of Roppongi!

~~~ chapter 13 -> end ~~~

Masterlist tkr

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Saints row 2 dads (and you're the baby)

         *------------Dad Maero-----------*                                                                   ~Maero doesn't exactly know how to dad, I mean the guy is a literal walking tank he doesn't know how the hell to raise a baby and in the middle of him trying to start a gang? Nah. ~Not many people take him seriously with a little baby strapped on him hell some even laughed at him...Well until he picked up the nearest chair and smashed it over the guys head (and the lil baby just clapping happily..he's proud of that)  ~He can def say his baby gets him the girls (and no I don't mean his truck) the lil baby strapped on him has all sorts of girls wrapping themselves around his arm. Who would of guessed a baby would be so helpful?  ~That doesn't mean he's exactly protected from the other gangs (or his child) so usually he'll leave his baby with feed dog in a makeshift baby play pen he totally didn't steal.  ~He didn't really plan for you to go to school (after all he didn't exactly know your mom was even pregnant so why the hell would he of dropped everything to put you in school? exactly) so he just has anyone in his gang with a high school (or college if he's lucky) Education teach you basic shit you'd need to know. ~No, he doesn't have you tatted up, as much as everyone jokes and would honestly think you have a tattoo somewhere. He hasn't tatted you up main reason is IF his gang fails and he y'know dies..He wants you to be adopted and raised in a better place (and tats aren't exactly gonna make you number one most wanted baby for adoption)

~ Jessica ADORES you, hell she's taken on the role as your mom she loves spending time with you (which is a huge help to Maero) Jessica even makes small jokes here and there about giving you a sibling but that nearly makes Maero have a damn heart attack (after all he doesn't wanna possibly orphan two kids or be stuck like before but with a toddler and a damn baby) ~You like to call Donnie 'Uncle don don' and he fucking loves it. Hell him and Maero even made a deal when worse comes to worse Donnies up for adopting you! So yay! (ig-) ~Maero tries his damn hardest to hide you from other gangs ESPECIALLY from the saints. After all he knows the saints took out the sons of Samedi so..easily he knows the boss is fucking ruthless. He doesn't want any of the other gangs having an advantage that'll literally break him if that said advantage is hurt..or killed.  ~Feed dog is a second uncle to you, you've already told him your dream of wanting to become just like him and 'daddy' (which Maero is semi relived and semi on edge of what the hell you could mean. He hopes you just wanna be a tat artist)

~..and that's exactly what you became, after everything was said and done you lost everyone but your uncle Donnie and some photos. You grew up and became a tattoo artist..with a small hussle on the side of course after all like father like daughter                     *------------Dad Shogo-----------*                                                                 

~Well weren't you a fucking surprise. Yup those are the words your dad said as soon as he met you. He was completely unsure of what to do with you what do you even eat? ~His father on the other hang somehow knew you existed and immediately wished to meet his grandchild. Of course your dad tried his hardest to try and keep his father away but ultimately, he ended up meeting you and actually for once felt proud (most likely because he felt his son was FINALLY becoming responsible)  ~Jyunichi is usually the one that takes care of you (so basically he's your adopted dad now) he usually ends up scolding Shogo for the reckless stuff he does with you ~Like the time Shogo decided he wanted some Father child bonding time and put your car seat on his bike and sped off Jyunichi decided the best punishment for that was to (tattle) tell Shogos dad about the stupid shit he'd been up to. ~Even though Shogo is completely reckless and needs A LOT of child caring classes he actually does care about you and tries his best to protect you. He'll leave about 20 so Ronin to stay with you if he needs to go out (or he'll leave Jyunichi with these 20 so Ronin to protect you)  ~If you want or need something he damn well gets it! He also tries his hardest to not be like his dad but sometimes it comes out, when he sees your eyes fill with tears he'll immediately do anything to make them stop it just reminds him of how his childhood was and that's not at all what he wants ~He tries to keep his dad away from you, he doesn't want you to grow up like him. If you end up messing up when his dad is around Shogo will immediately blame anyone else or even himself so you're not subjected to your grandpas harsh words so quickly.

~Shogo honestly would've rather put you up for adoption than let you have to continue the Ronin legacy..I suppose luckily it did end up coming to that as after the Ronin fell you were taken in by Stillwater CPS. You were left in the system for years all because you refused to believe your dad was gone

~When you finally grew up you didn't want revenge for what happened..okay that's a lie you did want revenge, so you ended up helping those who hated the saints and made their life fucking miserable.   

                      *------------Dad Veteran child-----------*                                                                   ~What.the.fuck. yup those were the words he said to your mom as she dropped you off, She didn't exactly want to abandon you but yeaaahhh you were kinda too much on her free-spirited life of partying and drugs. ~Bro was flabbergasted to be meeting you he knew he prob did have some kids out there, but he never expected to actually meet any of them. ~He won't ever admit it but he did try to take you back, leave you at a fire station, leave you in the park just anywhere away from him he COULDN'T take care of you! But his guilt always got the best of him and he'd end up grabbing you and humming a tune to stop you from crying ~Just like with Maero you def came with perks the ladies loved him! Almost all the time he'd find some girl bending over to coo at you while he's on the phone with the General or Mr. Sunshine. He prob would've taken those girls home but you refused that (oh well at least he got their numbers) ~He also became a more well known DJ with you always in some carrier or a stroller with him (he didn't really trust anyone to take care of you) lots of people ended up making nicknames for you two or jokes like "I guess Veteran child is Veteran dad now huh?" or "Veteran child and his Veteran baby" he totally didn't adopt the nickname Veteran baby for you and he also totally didn't dress you up to look like him at all  ~The General and Mr. Sunshine...eeehhh he'd rather they stay away from you he for one doesn't want them to use you as an advantage orrr the creepier possibility they actually like you and he'll have to witness them coo over you (trust him it's a scary look)  ~When he ends up dating Shaundi you're a toddler by then, she totes loves you but doesn't exactly understand you're a toddler sometimes. She'll end up putting something violent on the TV for you to watch and Veteran child will have a freak out  ~He'll literally cover your eyes with both of his hands and go "Shaundi! What the fuck they're 2?!" She'll just shrug and go "Hey I was raised around that and turned out fine" He'll go visibly pale thinking of you becoming another Shaundi ~He doesn't really worry about dying until Mr. Sunshine and the General threaten him to kidnap Shaundi while he was out looking for music (ofc with you) ~"Yeah, this one's a real banger Y- Holy shit!" After the convo is over, he will literally start crying you're five by that time so you're aware and try to help him the best you can. He'll give you a small smile, but he knows what he has to do now.  ~He'll make some calls of course none of his friends want a kid, so he's left with only one other option. He tells Cps some wacky story about his 'neighbor' so that you're taken away by the time he's dead.  ~And it happens your dad dies and well you're taken away to a 'better home' Ironically enough when you grow up you become just like him. Except you work for the saints (yes yes you should hate them. But when you finally learned what happened you could only hope your dad doesn't hate you) you end up taking on the nickname he gave you 'Veteran baby' and claim the legacy of Veteran child. Oldies end up really like you at first and soon you're on to becoming one of the best Djs without the fears your dad had                             *------------Dad Johnny gat-----------*                              

(this is gonna get sad be ready) ~(adopted)Johnny was the most prepared, why? Well you were his and Aishas they both finally felt maybe it was time to adopt a child and so they adopted you a perfectly healthy baby {gender} ~(not adopted)He can still remember holding you as Aisha laid in the hospital bed resting, You had his eyes Aishas nose you were perfect in every way ~the three of you actually had some great time (Troy purposely led the whole Gat case elsewhere so Johnny could at least hear your first word) you were def one smart baby though  ~Sadly Johnny did end up getting arrested while out to get groceries which was horrible for you and Aisha, Eesh didn't know exactly what to do except wear a disguise to go out or ask her sister for help ~Johnny hated everyday in that god damn jail away from you and away from Eesh he already knew he was gonna get death row he was at least thankfully for the visits Troy made to tell him updates on Aisha and you  ~and of course Gat never dies! He was saved and brought back home you were about four at the time and immediately rushed to Johnny with your arms out. He picked you up and held you close before introducing you to your 'Auntie Boss'  ~Much to Aishas displeasure sometimes Johnny would end up taking you to the saints HQ (Mainly cause Pierce and Shaundi wouldn't quit bitching about meeting you) ~Most of the time when you were at HQ Shaundi and Pierce would end up dressing you up (in oversized clothes) of course Auntie boss would lend some clothes as well. By the time Gat came back to pick you up you had a random strippers cowboy hat on, an oversized purple shirt with a belt around your waist and Shaundi had done your hair in [random hairstyle]  ~When you got home tho as much as Aisha thought it was cute she loved to see you in clothes that were for you so she'd end up dressing you up in your own clothes ~When Aisha died it was hard, you had to stay at HQ for almost a whole month without any info about your dad or your mom Auntie boss ended up saving you from some Ronin member that tried to take you  ~During your stay Pierce and Shaundi always tried their best to cheer you up and always treaded away from the subject of your parents, one of them was always left to take care of you  ~When Johnny got out of the hospital his immediate first thought was to find you and luckily you were just sitting on the couch as some random stripper was paid to do a puppet show for you, When he saw you he rushed over and hugged you happy that you were at least alive ~you were made aware of Aishas death and attended the funeral Auntie boss had to cover your eyes from all the violence ironically enough Johnny didn't want you to see him punch out some guys teeth at such a young age                              *------------Dad Dane Vogel-----------*                                                        

~wowza well aren't you just...something  ~He isn't a good guy we all know this nor is he really the best dad.  ~he usually keeps you in a little play pen by his desk with some blocks and stuff Jamie picked out ~He has no clue who the hell your mother is he tried to narrow it down but he gave up when you started calling him 'da' 

~Jamie is usually the one that takes care of you, watches you and takes photos of you..

~oh yes you read correctly, See Dane may not exactly be the best dad but he loves to have photos of you around his desk and one in his wallet ~He keeps his distance from you though as he just doesn't understand how the hell to be a dad which is ironic since he'll get pissed if anyone assumes you're Jamies kid and he'll correct them with a "ha.uh no I'm Y/ns dad don't we look alike?" He'll act like they're stupid or something ~When you were a baby sometimes he'd go off on little rants and wait for you to 'answer' "so yeah that's my plan whatcha think?" '....baaaaa' . . . . "y'know you are right, first idea it is little soon to be Ceo"  ~He never worried a day in his life about dying he always felt something would always save him so when he did end up dying no one really knew what to do with you, So you ended up going for adoption  ~Down the line you became the complete opposite of him, you helped people one of you major plans was to get rid of the homeless by making the unhomeless! You sure as hell earned your ticket to heaven. And even though Dane was rotting in hell he couldn't help but cry a bit after the earth had exploded and you weren't down here with him..but he was happy either way. 

[chrisevansonly]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞: 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬, 𝐈𝐭 𝐏𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐜 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: when charles needs someone to turn to it’s his mother who can help provide him with the insight he needs to try and find the solution to mend his relationship with you.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: angst, mentions of arguments, some fluff

𝐚/𝐧: here we are chapter 5 and this time we are doing a little charles pov hehe and we are still in the angst phase but don’t worry i promise things will turn around soon, this is a smaller chapter again🫶🏻

𝐰𝐜: 900 something?

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Twenty Four hours that was the amount of time that passed until Charles was crawling at the walls, beginning to go crazy at the unanswered calls and texts he’d been sending to you since you walked out of the door. Arthur could only help his brother so much before he deemed it an issue for Maman Leclerc to handle, and Charles was starting to see that too. Truth be told this was the last thing he wanted to happen to his family, he hated himself for getting so angry and so loud with you, his angel, his wife. 

If there was one thing Charles wasn’t it was a hateful man, he had so much love to give and share with you, seeing your face crumple and the tears that rolled down your face was enough to have him kicking himself in the ass. He almost felt stupid as he pulled into the driveway of his mothers, getting out of his car only to freeze as you walked out with Matteo.

“Papa, Papa!!!” the toddler squealed excitedly 

“Bonjour petit prince”

He watched as you let go of his hand so he could run over to hug him, Charles was quick to pick Matteo up and press a few kisses to his face 

“Papa play please?”

“No baby, I can’t play right now, maybe later okay? You go home with maman alright?”

The two year old frowned not understanding why he couldn’t play with his dad, but held his arms out for you to take him back, barely glancing at him

“Charles..”

Your voice sounded tired, a slight edge to it which the Monégasque only had himself to blame for that 

“Amour…”

“Not now.”

With that he watched you place Teo in his car seat, quickly getting into the driver’s side door and speeding away from the house, almost like you couldn’t get away from him fast enough, another pang of hurt spreading through him. Blinking back the tears in his eyes, he looked towards the front door where Pascale waited, a knowing look on her face, as soon as Charles reached her she was quick to kiss his cheek and pull him in for a hug.

“Mon Charlie, tu as l’air tellement bleu” 

“Parce que j’ai le blues, maman.”

Charles followed his mother into the house, taking a seat on the couch while Pascale got them both a cup of tea, just how he liked it of course. Silence filling the air as he figured out what to say, where to start, shame quick to cloud his brain as soon as he began to think too hard.

“Seems like you both had a little trouble recently?”

He was quick to look up at his mother, the worry in her eyes enough to let him know she knew everything already 

“I fucked up maman…I-I”

“Chérie you made a mistake and it can be fixed, you know Y/N, she loves you so much despite how she is feeling, and I know she feels horribly about how she reacted as well..”

“Really because she acted like she hates me outside.” 

Charles closed his eyes, letting out a breath 

“She is hurting Char, and I know you want to be there for her and help her through it, but I think right now she needs a bit more time to breath, and you do too, so youre staying here with me, you can help me make dinner tonight, your brothers will be here too.”

“Maman..”

Pascale waved her hand 

“Pas de dispute avec moi, tu ne viens plus que rarement me voir pour dîner.”

With that Charles nodded, excusing himself to go up to his old room, letting himself fall against the mattress, he didn’t know what to do, where to go, how to feel, all he knew was he missed you and he missed Matteo. It almost tore his heart apart to see his son’s sad eyes knowing he wasn’t coming home with you like he usually did. 

He felt like a failure as a father and a failure as a husband, but deep down was he a horrible person for wanting to share his passion with his little boy? No, far from, and you knew that, you did which is what gnawed away at you, unbeknownst to Charles. What he did know is he wanted to fix things, and fix things fast because a day without you felt like a lifetime, and it was something he wished to never feel again, even as he stared at the unanswered texts.

▸Charles: can we talk tomorrow…? please

He stared at the screen, patiently, crossing her fingers and hoping to see three dots pop up at the bottom. Seconds turned into minutes, which turned into almost half an hour before his screen lit up, the background you and Matteo when he was first born

▸Amour: okay, just come to the house whenever.

Charles was quick to type back

▸Charles: okay, okay thank you baby! i love you so much..

He didn’t think it was pushing it to text his usual i love you but when you didn’t answer back, he wondered if it was, if he had pushed you already, sending you further away, he only hoped he hadn’t messed up to the point where he really was losing you forever.

It wasn’t until roughly an hour later that his phone screen lit up once more, this time an attachment was sent, a photo of Matteo cuddled up with Charles’s favourite sweater, curled onto your chest a simple ‘we love you too papa❤️’ written below it.

Maybe things would change for the better, maybe there was enough time to fix what had been broken, and to get back to being a family.

ʚlittle karter taglist

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english translations:

bonjour petit prince - hello little prince

mon Charlie, tu as l’air tellement bleu - my charlie, you look so blue

parce que j’ai le blues maman - because i am blue/i have the blues mom

Pas de dispute avec moi, tu ne viens plus que rarement me voir pour dîner - no arguments for me, you rarely come see me for dinner.

[princessdreamie]

DBH new ending part 2

Update: The english version just came out and we got the name for Chance's little brother. Ron will be renamed to Seth (Se for short). S already is used for selena so i had to use the next best option here. I will leave his name for the current parts but from part 3 onwards he will get his real name instead of this. and yes, Nicole's kids has his name translated as well but i keep him Named bully. Fits him better

so obviously nicoles kids has been born already as has Selena's. N's kid is still the normal bully kid as in the normal ending. And since we dont know the English name of sel's kid we will call him Ron.

We are starting off with nicole and julie playing with the babies including ron bc sel got pretty busy with some issues in the bar and nicole offered to watch ron with the other young kids. Ron isnt much of a fan of Na for some reason. And he doesn't hang around bully either. Thankfully chance knows his little brother best and helps out where ever he can. Ct is still being a fucking brick to our sweet boy, but what else is new. Na starts showing some symptoms of her needing her treatment but bc bully is being his usual self he cant stand it that the grown ups pay attention to her at this moment.

Chance went up with julie while aida and ct try to comfort him. We all know they would do that. (I wont even need to explain why if you are a long time reader) anyway, j asked c to do certain tasks. By that time na already has been grwon to a toddler, and gets very whiney when ut comes to this procedure. Chance tries to calm her down with a song that sel sings to ron and it works for a good minute until the machine does its thing. But after that she stopped crying eventually and they went back down. Ron tries to reach c and he is all content when he was finally picked up.

After c went home with his brother per pick up The adults talk about some boring stuff about their jobs. Bc that nonsene needs to be in there in the majority of the chapters as far as i know from this book lol. C & r arrive home right b4 they had dinner. Mitchell informs him that his mom might not be able to attend but to his surprise his dad will. By then their relationship has gotten way better than a few years ago. E even calls him his son once in a while. While the guys eat, c told him about the incident with bully and na aswell. After hearing what happened E was in thinking of something but b4 he could tell him what his opinion was a interrupted by a tiny light turquoise tiger. Her name is Lolly and is the same bot as tigger was. Just as a girl and more confident. She asked her 'big brother' why he hasnt brought her along. C told her about his day as well and e just stopped trying to get his attention.

Next moring levi and chance were going to school. They are still very good friends but they usually hang around their own group of friends. The day goes on without a hitch and the 2 boys wait for their rides. Fisher was on a trip with his own parents, after they and n proswayed him to go. He didn't want to go at first, bc that would mean to leave bratty and bully behind. But in the end he went with them.

The 2 Boys wait ouside for their rides. And they finally see Mt driving around the corner. After the kids said their goodbyes, c went inside the car. But b4 they could drive home someone called out to them. It was Aida (Ai for short) with lv's little brother. Ai and Mt talked for a bit b4 her attention went back to c. C wasnt sure what she wanted from him so he asked her what she wanted to tell him. She cut to the chase and asked what this song was that he sang to na last time. Na seemed to calm down the ebst with it where as other song barely did the trick. They tried looking it up on the internet but to no avail. C just told her that his mom (Selena) made up a Melodie and some lyrics bc r wasnt cooperating very well when he needed to sleep. He heared it so many times that he doesn't need to think about it too long. If his parents have their usual bickerings or are getting some much needed rest from the parenting, he would step up as a big brother and sing it to him. That's why r has become so clingy forwards his older sibling and basically became his comfort person as well.

Ai asked if he could write it down or make a recording of the song. Na has been at her worst since the last few treatments and k was somehow making it worse. C promised that he will do that when he has done his homework. And just as he promised, after he had dealt with his housework he was thinking to just scan the texts and send them to the Stanton's. But went against the idea in case they didnt know the rest of the melody. He went to sel, who was prepearing some afternoon snacks in the kitchen, c asked her if he could record her singing to the song so that he could send it to Na's family. But sel had a better idea. She asked why they wont just do it together. As a duo they make it the ebst after all in her opinion. Said and done, they recored their song on his phone and send to them as well.

A few days later, the Ferguson family got invitrs to a party that was held by some business partner of e. They talked a bit with the guests there and eventually run into n and her dad. Not much going on there other than n thanking s and c for their help with the lullaby. E wasnt aware of it up until now so he was surprised they didnt tell him about it. S gave him a snarcky remark, as she does ^^, and we cut to bratty and ct where they help taking care of the house. Bratty continues being a pouting crapbag, and ct just ignores the obvious red flags.

some time passes by and Na and bully have grown into 5 year olds by then. The kids get ready for their day in kindergarten. Bully isnt much different from the original. He still is bratty's little clone, & na has finally her medicine that she would take a few times a day. N makes sure that everything has been done until they hear a car coming. Na gets all excited and gets to the door first. Mt was waiting with c and lv to pick them up, for their way to school is also passing by their kindergarten building. Over time na has gotten close with the 2 boys while she and bratty had rather a rocky relationship. She never liked ultraman and if they played w/ each other she rather wanted to play a girl role rather than a superhero. And the show was to loud for her as well. So to say that they weren't the bestest of friends wouldnt be a lie.

With c on the other hand, she could play as a princess all day long. R was still not interacting a lot w her even tho c & s tried their best to make it fun for everyone involved. But unfortunately r & na never got along. At least they acknowledge eachothers presence unlike with bully. They try to ignor him to a normal extend. He really is a freaking menace to them & other kids.

back outside the stanton youngins ride in the car. While bully does his own thing na tells her 2 cousins (chance might not be blood related but they still call him that) about her weekend. Out of no where lolly and tigger came out of their hiding places . lolly was in c' backbag and tigger in Na's handbag. Noone knew that they snuck in with them either. Gg and ll (tigger and lolly respectively) started talking and laughing together in the car so loud that even mt noticed the Racket. But bc they were already so close to their first destination he just kept quiet.

Back at the Ferguson's house. E is still working in his office bc he (partially) watches over R while s has a nap after watching him for hours on end. He helped her but his work alsways keeps him busy. At first s was skeptical about him handeling a toddler and company at the same time, but she was to tired to put up a fight. There have been a few times where he was at his wits end but e would find a solution after a long time thinking about it. There were monets he wished that c was stilled homeschooled so that he cohld help with his brother. He and his wife know how well the 2 boys get along. at the beginning s wanted r to go to a very good kindergarten nearby or even go with the Stanton kids. But e wasnt for it, she doesnt know but the reason he didnt want him to be with the other 2 younger kiddos was bc of bully.

He had noting against Na, he liked her well enough. But something always mad him feel uneasy when he sees him around his or their families. Back when c told with the incident when his son visited them, he wanted to ask a few questions but bc of his 'Daughter' he forgot it over time. Yes, he treates ll as his own kid, loke n does with gg (somewhat). He dottes on her and even makes sure to give her gifts on her bday (her activation day)

some backstory for those who want to know about ll ^^

they went to the lab with c where they manufacture and prepare the robots afyer a few months had passed. Like n did with gg. E wasnt originally going to come along. But with some persuasion of s and c he caved in. S's belly was still growing from her baby inside her. Grant showed them their models and some of the new plans in case they wanted to transfer their bots conscious into the newes versions. The fam checkes out a good bunch of the smaller bots but they didnt really seem to like them as much as tigger. E still liked him even after gg told him about his mistake. He was on N with this, that he wasn't to blame, although he wished that he could have known about his mistake, bc he felt really embarrassed thinking back on their interactions w/ each other. but he realized if he would have changed his actions back then he might have not met s and they wouldnt be as happy as they are now. The 3 fergusons gey to an other room and there they saw other animals this time. Aside of little tigers, there were bears, kittens, puppies and even some differenr kind of birds.

grant tells them that they had requests comming in for other animal bots. Some liked birds more than felines while others would rather have something forest related. But c still wantes to have a tiger so they dont feel out of place when they meet gg for the 1st time. They finally fond a good model after some recommendations from the workers. The bot they showed last was a light turquoise Tiger bot with small white paws and a white belly. What they liked about her tho was not the color of the fur and such but her eyes. They were almost sky blue with a sea blue gradient. they turned her on and her personality was determined on the ppl in the room and the bots installed ai. And her personality was what they were hoping for. A polite girl with some fun elements for the kids. She was smart but also very cuddly forwards the 3. She even knew how far she could go with the snuggles and talking depending kn who she was with. E wasnt really a hugger so she sat on his shoulder most of the time. But with s she could go in her handbag and snooze. They bought her after they finalized their contract and their ID installment. When they got home they showed her the baby room with the crib inside. Ll was exited to hear that she gets a bby brother after some more waiting. C was allowed to choose her name, bc he was the one who wanted to have this bo. But also bc s knew he wanted to be a part of the decision as well. C thought of some names days prior and called her lolly. E was not exactly a fan of it and the 2 compromised tha her full name would be Lolita Bethany Anna Ferguson. S was so over it and was trying evrythin to make them change their decision. But e always wantes a girl, while he loved his upcoming bby boy, and obviously c as well, if they had a girl she would have been one of those 2 names. But they promissed to call her Lolly as a nickname. lolita was just a name so that it works with the name lolly.

c introduced ll to hjs friends in school once, and while lv wasnt in the same class as him, he still came to visit a few times of he gets bored. There he saw ll for the 1st time and was impressed that she was so well behaved. He had visitee the lab a few times but sometimes he would meet some wild action animals running on thw floor w/o any care. C asked if he could visit his family to let them meer his new siste, to which lv was not hesistand to agree to his request. A few days later S and c came to the Stanton's, for their usual playdate with r and na. N wasn't around bc she was in the hosp for she got her baby a few weeks ago. S was worried that she would stay for so long. But j calms her friend down, telling her that ct wanted to be on the safe side for his second kid, but they promissed to video call later that day to see the tiger girl. Ll got to eet thw humans first and had soem fun playing with c and little Michael. Yes, he is back and finally over his creepy crush on n. He brought his current gf with him. We dont need ro name her, LM changes his gf every few months or so. He became a playboy of sorts and he doenst get flag for it as much as we hope he would.

I have to keep it somewhat book canon, otherwise it will just be a silly fanfic 😋😅 He and ct arent as close as b4 since he studied abroad but he still keeps up with their lives in a way. When S and c left their home it was getting very late. They lost track of time and had to getbhome fast. As they arrived home, e was already waiting for them on the sofa asking what they had for breakfast to them be so irresponsible. Ll took it into her own paws to defend her mom and big brother. E was astounded by her arguments, wondering how a weeks old roboter can be so smart. After dinner they s got a call on her ipad, as she saw the id name she called the boys (and girl) over. N and ct were in the hosp, n laying in her bed and ct sitting on the night stand. The fergs congratulated on their new born and when n asked for their newest member ll wasnt shy to jump scare them. Ct wasnt happy for the sudden appearance but n was just laughing after she got over her little scare. Tigger then crawled up the bed and the 2 clicked immediately. The 2 bots talked more than the humans did and they had to close the call for them to stop. After they said they goodbyes and gratulated again on their new baby.

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Koa 10 Hour IVIG

June 6th, 2023

Koa Green ITP 10-hour IVIG treatment

My day began pretty bright and early. I woke up at 7 am and left my room with my husband and baby still sleeping. I walk into the living room and my mother is laying down on the couch. She asks me if she woke me up and I say “No Mom, you’re fine. I just wanted to get up early for Koa’s treatment today and get some stuff ready.” She continues to sit for a few minutes more in an upright position. I know if I’m up she will be too because that’s just the kind of helpful woman she is. I begin to get myself dressed and cleaned up. I prepare a bottle of milk for my son. I pack things along the way…bottles, clothes for me and the baby, a bathroom bag, diapers, snacks, and toys. 

My son Koa has been diagnosed with acute (so far) ITP. Idiopathic Thrombocytic Pupura, but I have yet to hear a doctor say the long form of the disorder 😀. He is 1 year and 6 months old, he was diagnosed at 1 year and 4 months. 

The treatment that he needs today will last about 10 hours. This will increase his platelets for about a month and a half before he needs this same treatment again. That’s two hours longer than my husband's work day, I think to myself. However, I won’t be there alone with my child, my mother has come to help, and my husband will stop by at lunch and come back after work to finished treatment with mom. Once he’s out of work I usually tutor online for 1-3 hours each evening. For the last emergency treatment, I did cancel tutoring but this time, I will work around it. 

The IVIG treatment is gamma globulins, pharmaceutically made to increase the amount of platelets. This will be administered through an IV in his hand, arm, or foot. It can cause nausea, headaches, and irritable behaviors as well as fatigue. Also, my one-year-old can’t tell me if he feels any of that yet, so it sucks. 

I finish loading up the car. As I do so I think to myself it would be nice to have my husband there to help set up at first. But how could I ask him that? He usually arrives late to work from Koa’s blood draws which are each week, two last week when Koa’s platelets got so low. Then he also missed a day due to Koa’s emergency/initial diagnosis hospital stay. That first scare lasted three days and he received his first IVIG then.      

Plus my mom is here to help. However, by the time you park, unload, cross the Helen DeVos bridge, get your pass from the security desk (sometimes there is a line of people there, also waiting for their badges too), and arrive at the hematology/ oncology floor you are already 15-30 minutes late on a good day. So Mom and I leave and once in the car, she asks to stop for coffee and get me donuts for breakfast. I didn't budget time for this but oh well (7:45 am, we need to be there 8:30 am).  She is helping and I’m pretty sure as a mom with a toddler that late isn’t bad. Once in the parking lot, we decided to take what we can carry + the child also needs carrying, and get the rest with the Ozark wagon later.

As I said we have to figure out where we are going and then get the badges before checking in at the Hematology floor. Once there at the check-in we have to put cream on Koa’s arms to prepare for the IVIG and add bandages so the cream stays on. (In hindsight they go for hand or foot for treatment because the arm veins are usually so bruised after multiple blood draws. I will have to remember to do the hands and feet next time. So I don’t think this helped at all.) 

We wait a few minutes and then they call his name. We get vital done and then they show us his room for treatment. I am really happy when I walk in because 1. He’s needed this treatment for a while now. 2. He has significantly bad bruising and has 12k platelets (below safe level). 3. The nurses have put not one but two gym mats on the floor for him to play on! (I never knew I could ask for gym mats at his previous stay which lasted 3 days. The rooms and playroom are hard flooring and my son was just described as a fall risk)! (Ahh!)

However, from an online IPT Parent group I met the only other ITP mom in my city. She helped me advocate for my child. She told me about the cream and bandages and his play area by having me ask for the gym mat. 

The day before I was on the phone for about 13 minutes with the nurse talking about the specifics of his room and the layout to keep my hooked-up (IV) toddler safe. No easy feat.

I do highly recommend getting into an FB parent support group if you have a sick child. Don’t take everything online there seriously but if you can connect with another parent it helps tremendously even over messenger. 

While we are waiting for IV time Child Life come in to introduce themselves and suddenly we have a ton of toys between the ones we brought and the hospital toys. (Child Life workers are amazing hospital staff that helps advocate for sick children by being a support to parents and children.) 

FYI if you have a sick child in your family like this, ask the parents if you can stop by 30 minutes to an hour, it helps. Mom and baby/child see someone new and you don’t have to buy them anything. Just ask a nurse if you can bring the child some toys from their play area. Anything new to the child helps during a 10-hour treatment!

After 15-20 minutes it’s time to set up the IV. We are taken to another room Koa and I. Grandma doesn’t wish to see this part and I understand why. It’s not fun and it hurts. I find myself in this small room with my child and four other ladies. One is our outpatient treatment nurse, the other Child Life, and two are nurses or maybe phlebotomist, I’m not sure. Koa is on my lap and I hold him there while his arms, hand, and feet are checked for the best vein. He squirms and of course, detests this whole process. I have to continually put him back on my lap as he slides down. The first time they try to insert the IV the vein blows as they said and they have to try again somewhere else. Right away, petechiae appears on his arm around the site of the failed attempt. 

They finally establish the IV in his hand and the nurse puts medical tape and a shield around his hand. This took a book and two songs on the IPad to entertain my child. The Child Life worker helped keep him entertained. Still, he cries because an IV is much harder to establish than a blood draw. I asked the nurse why IV is so hard and she explained to me a little. A blood draw is just to take blood out of course but an IV enters a vein to add contents from the IV to the blood stream. So it needs to sit well and stay in. It’s hard as as mom when they are poking and prodding your child. Also a nurse had most of ther arm weight down on my child and it felt like she was pressing down hard on him to stay still. I told her not to forget that he bruises easily. ITP is rare they only have one other patient that lives in the city although more might come to DeVos for treatment. She listens as I speak and says “Oh yes” and then she lightens her arm on Koa. As a rare disorder mom you have to be a spokesperson for your child even amongst nurses. We get back to the room with nana. She talks to him. Then the nurse hooks him up. She gives him medication as well and says he will be asleep in 5-10 minutes due to the drugs. He falls asleep, but it takes quite some time the nurse enters and exits so many times. Child life stops in as well to see when we wish for music therapy to come in. We say later since he starts napping. As he sleeps I thank God for my child and plead for him to get well soon . Yet I’m also thankful that he is finally receiving the treatment he needs. It was a long battle to get approved from insurance but maybe more on that later. 

As he naps my mom is on the phone with my mother in law explaining what the treatments looks like and everything. She goes to the restroom to talk so she won’t wake up Koa. After her call, we eat some sandwiches and snacks from the nourishment area as he sleeps. When Koa awakes we are still going strong with the IVIG. He plays a little on the floor and we give him snacks. I place an online order for Zoup soup. My mom goes to get it in the few minutes the order takes. Dad visits on lunch to play with him and visit. I share my soup and treats with husband. Child Life comes in and decides to send someone later after family time. I crave in a snack because of the stress of it all and give Koa some snacks too. The nurse comes in to check on us and give more medicine. Koa acts a little suirmy and grandma holds him in the chair. Once his dad is gone I go back to Zoup because my mom didn’t realize she’d have to pick up my sweet tea from the cooler. Then I come back and see that Koa didn’t like me leaving but is happy I am back. I use the restroom and hear my mom reacting to Koa who has just thrown up. As I exit the restroom I see Koa has thrown up all over mom. She and him are both a mess. I hold Koa so she can clean up. He cries as fusses because he is messy and of course uncomfortable. She picked her shirt up so she wouldn’t drop all the gross stuff. She uses the restroom. I look at Koa and it is in his hair and on his IV and his clothing. What a mess! Mom changes shirts and I use the sink in the room to rinse his hair. We called the nurse of course to help clean nup. She has to change his medial tape and clean off his IV shield. Note to ITP moms, everyone needs a change of clothes that comes, just in case!

We get him all cleaned up and then Music Therapy with Child LIfe comes in. He is a little shocked at her at first, but seems interested in her guitar and musical instruments. I sing along as she starts with his favorite Wheels on the Bus. My mom has to leave as she cries a little after the first song. She comes back to sing and thank them. Then the nurse has to finish giving him the rest of his liquid medicine he refuses this terribly. The nurse tries, I try, then grandma tries and gets it down! He was screaming, crying and turning his face away every time we came with the little syringe. Towards the end Koa seems really irritable and crys/fusses a lot. We assume he’s going back to sleep with the medication the nurse gave him. He fights sleeping plays some more and then falls asleep. By time my husband comes back after 4:45 he is still asleep. My husband and switch off holding him, so I can go home to tutor online. We told the nurse ahead of time that I would switch with my husband. She asked if I could call the sessions off since Koa is in care. I said maybe but didn’t really want her making decisions for my personal life. Plus my mom and husband watch him while I tutor any other evening. I was there 100% of the time for the last one. Mentally I think it’s good to take a break. Let the other parent take some of the burden. I did 8 hour and husband did 2 or less. No that I’m comparing but having shifts just like the nurses do really helps out. Koa has two adults and that’s enough. 

Then I drove my husband’s car home which was an experience by itself and I taught online. An hour and a half later husband, Koa, and grandma arrive home.

Once we are all home together we are beyond exhausted. Then my husband assembled Koa’s  Cocomelon bed together the same night. Kudos to him! 

Post Care

The post care for Koa included taking pills for 3 days. Two sets of pills twice a day, one in the moring and one in the evening. It was also very rough getting the medication from our local Meijer Pharmacy because one was ready and technically he needed the unavailable one first. Then I call and tell them this and explain if he needs it twice a day he should get at least one dos by noon. The other medication they are out of and it’s clear there is some confusion about it in general. So the pharmacy and the hematology/ oncology team goes back and forth several times. Then I’m at the pharmacy and Koa can’t sit still. Then they inform me that the last medicine comes in a liquid but it’s too late the change it now. So yeah totally don’t recommend Meijer Pharmacy but what are you going to do.  You still need the medication at the end of the day. 

That’s a wrap. Or an unhooking as we could say.

PurpleMom 

#ITP awareness

Elyssa Green