#we cooking with it tonight woooooo

[natugood]

I was looking through my parents spice cupboard and I found some old ass looking asafetida, turns outs it’s from an Indian govery store in NYC that my mom bought sometime in the mid 1980s

[daisybell17]

Loki’s Birthday!

You knew Loki wasn’t all too familiar with surprises and so you woke him up with a breakfast plate instead

“happy birthday to you! happy birthday to you!” you sung quietly, walking in with the tray

Loki slowly woke up and saw you and your cute face singing and carrying a tray of food

“good morning my love” he smiled looking at you and sitting up

You sat the plate of food on his lap and gave him a long kiss

“happy birthday my love”

“mhm thank you honey”

“so…what does the birthday boy want to do today?” you asked as you ran your hand up and down his chest

“just want to spend my day with you” he smiled

“we can do that, but remember we have your birthday dinner tonight” Loki groaned, remembering the event

“do we really have to go? I just want to stay here with you” He said as his hand grabbed your chin

“mhm yes my love we have too! your friends are all going to be there” You gave in and kissed him

“really?”

“yes love now go and eat the birthday breakfast i made you” you kissed him once more and went in for a shower

“thank you for cooking my love you know how much I love your food”

“always!” you shouted as you got in the shower

You and Loki got ready for the day since you had about 10 hours to kill before his birthday celebration

“so…what would you like to do today my love?” You asked, placing your arms around his neck

“hmmm you know what? i want to try something a little more…daring” He smiled

“Oh? Like what my dear? I assume this activity is one of Midgardian invention then”

“You could say that…Well Mobius recommended this excellent idea to me!”

“Oh don’t tell me its jet skiing? You know that’s his favourite activity to do.” You say, not really wanting to get wet today

“Oh not that my love…its another activity…just trust me ok?” He pleaded

“Ok ok! I trust you…anything you want today birthday boy”

You followed him…blindly…worse mistake of the day

“LOKI ARE YOU CRAZY?!”

“WHAT? CANT HEAR YOU LOVE” The wind thrashing against you both

“I SAID ARE YOU CRAZY?!”

“OH…YES! I THINK THIS WAS A GREAT BIRTHDAY IDEA”

“IM GOING TO KILL YOU”

“NO YOU WONT YOU LOVE ME!”

“LOKI I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DROP ME IM GOING TO STAB YOU”

“JUST TRUST ME LOVE, MOBIUS SAID SKYDIVING WAS EASY!”

“WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN TRUST MOBIUS?! LOKI IM GOING KI- AHHHHHH”

“WOOOOOO!!!”

Loki took you skydiving on Midgard and he had an absolute blast while you passed out from fear

Landing safely on the ground you looked furious at Loki

“Love, ok let me just say you said i can do anything for my birthday!”

“YES I DID…BUT I THOUGHT MAYBE YOU WANTED TO GO SHOPPING!? OR HAVE A PICNIC?! OR VISIT THE GARDENS! OR HELL…SEX! PASSIONATE, HOT, HEAVY AMAZING LOVE MAKING SEX BUT NOOOO SKYDIVING!”

“Hey! I still want the passionate, hot, heavy and amazing love making se-”

“NOPE”

“awh come on! did you not enjoy skydiving? its something off both our bucket list!”

“hmph”

“love…i know you know we weren’t in any actual danger, i have magic remember?”

”i know just scary….”

“love I would never hurt you…never”

You smiled “I know….it was just so sudden…” you sighed… “did you enjoy your activity for the day my love?”

“i did…and I especially liked it because you were with me” He smiled at you and gave a longing kiss

“I love you idiot” you say as you pulled apart

“Love you too my darling” Loki said back. He loved you so much and this day was one of his favourites

“Ok! So…your birthday dinner?”

“Yes! Hmm but how about scuba diving with sharks befo-”

“I don’t want to hear another word of it” You say sternly

“Just joking my love, lets go, I look forward to seeing my friends…and you can get mad at Mobius too”

You smiled “Ok ok I love you…Loki you mean everything to me”

He blushed “And you are the answer to my life my love…i love you.”

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(a/n): it’s loki day!! everyone say happy birthday loki!! bbg is holding the timeline everyday i wish she had a break today :( ill hold it for you <//3 but yes happy birthday loki mwah!

[the-fiction-witch]

XMAS 2020 Special Present

MOVIE: ORBIT EVER AFTER COUPLE: NIGEL X READER RATING: FLIRTY

I smiled as I stood cooking some dinner for this evening.

"Hello, My beautiful celestial princess" Nigel smiled nuzzling into my neck giving my cheek a kiss and wrapping his arms around me "How are you doing?"

"Fine, Cooking away" I smiled "Would you like a cookie?"

"I would like a cookie if cookies are being offered" he smiled

"Alright just one more else you won't sleep tonight" I giggled handing him a cookie

"Thank you" he smiled "Y/n... Could I uhh Could I have one of my presents?"

"Not till tomorrow Nigel" I laughed

"Awww come on please" he whines squeezing me tightly "Pretty please My celestial princess?"

"No presents till tomorrow Nigel"

"Please?" he whines, kissing up my neck and my shoulder "Just one present?"

"No, No presents till the morning," I told him "But if your very good you can have some ice cream before bed"

"But I don't want ice cream I want a present"

"Tomorrow" I smiled tapping his nose and giving it a kiss "Come on dinner time" I smiled, so we went and had our dinner even if he kept bothering me about it, I finished up dinner and headed to bed reading my book as I sat in bed

"Please My beautiful, adorable, sweet, Celestial Princess" He pleads cuddling into my side holding me close and kissing anywhere he possibly could "May I please have my present?"

"Nigel, it's one more sleep then you can have all your presents in the morning" I laughed patting his fluffy blonde hair

"But I want them now" He begs

"You can have one present" I laughed

"Woooooo!!" he cheered "Which present do I get?"

"Well You can Have your special presents" I smiled

"I can!" he smiled "what special present?"

"You'll find out" I smirked giving him a little kiss and pushing him to sit against our headboard sitting over his lap

"Oooohhhh... one of my special presents" he smirked "Uummm I would very much like one of my special presents my Celestial princess" he smirked kissing my nose

"Which present?" I smirked

"You can choose" He blushed "But.. you know which one I always look forward too"

"Well okay" I smiled, giving his lips a sweet kiss and tugging off his boxers...

[artpharos]

Rosali for the meme

Woooooo here we go sometimes modern AU Rosali 

who hogs the duvet

Alisha is more used to the comforts of home- including the duvet. Rose doesn’t really mind; she finds it cute when Alisha’s all bundled up in a duvet like a giant squirrel. She just ends up getting another blanket so that she won’t be cold when Alisha hogs the duvet. 

who texts/rings to check how their day is going

Rose isn’t that good communicating over the phone- it’s a hassle to text or call, and she’d rather talk to the person face to face. But Alisha is the type who’d call her immediately the moment she realizes Rose forgot to bring her lunch with her, or when there’s some problem that she just wants to talk to Rose with. At first Rose finds it annoying, something to be tolerated. But as time goes on, she realizes she likes the sound of Alisha’s voice; misses it when they are apart, even if only for a few hours. 

who’s the most creative when it comes to gifts

Alisha tries to be creative; she wants to find something that Rose will love, but Rose has seen so much, found so many things. So she goes out of her way to make her gifts extra special- sporks and flaming wine and all sorts of weird and strange things. Rose finds it all hilarious, but it’s Alisha- every gift she gives her, even if she’s seen it all before, is something special that she treasures. 

who gets up first in the morning

Alisha is a creature of habit and schedule. She rises with the dawn for her morning training- but there are mornings when Rose is waiting for her when she wakes, arms crossed and a moody frown on her face, staring off into the distance. Dressed all in black, her sheathed blades lying carefully at one side. It’s on days like those that Alisha suggests Rose joins her for a morning jog; makes it a point never to ask what it is that bothers Rose. It’s not that she doesn’t want to know, but there are some things that Rose will tell her when she’s ready. 

who cries at movies

Despite how uptight and stoic Alisha can be at times, she’s always the first to tear at any emotional moment, to swoon in the romance dramas. Rose finds it all very amusing, and usually makes sure she packs tissues whenever Alisha drags her off to watch the latest heartwarming film of the month.

who gives unprompted massages

Alisha’s upbringing is formal and stiff, based on ritual politeness and tradition. When they first met, she’d never so much as touch Rose without asking for permission. So when Rose gives her an unprompted massage one day after a long day at work, it catches her by surprise. She didn’t stop Rose though- it’s relaxing, good for her muscles, and, though she wouldn’t say it aloud, Rose is a pretty damn good masseuse. 

who fusses over the other when they’re sick

Rose is used to being self-sufficient, even when she’s sick. That’s why it surprises her whenever Alisha shows up with medicine in hand and hot soup in a thermos the moment she tells her she’s sick. With her careful upbringing and everything she’s been taught, Alisha seems to know every little thing that could go wrong with any illness- even the flu- and is extremely determined that Rose doesn’t go that way. Rose is usually too weak-willed to protest and doesn’t mind it- she likes it when Alisha takes care of her, and her presence is a comfort in her fevered delirium. 

who gets jealous easiest

For Alisha, flirtatious banter is part of maneuvering in politics. For Rose, it’s something she’d rather not have to deal with- to see men flirting with her Alisha, to give her princess those smarmy predatory smiles that sends chills down her spine. Alisha can handle herself, and it doesn’t mean anything when she responds politely back. Rose knows this, but that doesn’t stop the spike of jealousy each time it happens, nor the savage relief that Rose feels when Alisha complains about the party afterwards.  

who has the most embarrassing taste in music

Rose is actually alright with mostly any music- travelling around as much as she does, she’s picked up an appreciation for just about anything. But she’ll never get over the fact that nearly every song Alisha knows somehow comes from an opera. Not when it’s such a good point to tease. 

who collects something unusual

It’s not as though Alisha’s gullible, but she’s very intrigued by the little trinkets and charms she comes across in the strange little cultural shops. Rose tries to tell her most of them are tourist traps with outrageous prices, but whenever Alisha brings her some newfangled bracelet with the biggest grin on her face, Rose just can’t find the heart to tell her the truth. 

who takes the longest to get ready

The nature of Rose’s life is quick-paced and she’s used to getting ready fast. Alisha isn’t bad, usually, but there are days when she has to dress up for functions and that takes a while. Still, catching a glimpse of Alisha all prettied up in her finest clothes always makes the wait worth it, Rose thinks. 

who is the most tidy and organised

Alisha’s meticulous in how she organizes her things. Which makes living with Rose a bit of a nightmare when the assassin-turned-Shepherd traipses in with her muddy boots and dumps her bags all over the place. She wails and moans and Rose tries to clean up, but no matter how hard she does, it’s never quite perfect. It’s okay, though. She’s starting to appreciate the little bit of chaos Rose brings into her life. Even if she works extremely hard to scrub the mud off her carpets. 

who gets most excited about the holidays

Alisha loves holidays- or rather, loves celebrating holidays with Rose. She’s used to her traditional role as the princess during the holiday celebrations, but she’s never had someone to spend time with- to celebrate love and life and happiness with. And Rose- Rose is so easily caught up by the festive cheer that it makes their holidays incredibly fun and full of laughter. 

who is the big spoon/little spoon

Alisha is usually the big spoon because she likes it when she can hold Rose close- to know that Rose isn’t sneaking off to murder someone tonight. For her part, being the little spoon is strangely comforting to Rose. To have someone like Alisha holding her- someone who’d never hurt her, who loves her- it makes her feel the safest she’s ever been. 

who gets most competitive when playing games and/or sports

Rose doesn’t think she’s that competitive, but oh boy Alisha has a competitive streak that rivals only Mikleo’s. And when Alisha has her eyes set on making sure Rose eats her words for something or other, she’s not going to stop until she wins. (Rose has to convince herself she lets Alisha win; it’d be too much for her pride to ever really concede the princess beats her fair and square most days.) 

who starts the most arguments

It’s hard to tell. They both come from different backgrounds, and sometimes their views on morality or life or politics just clash. They fight fiercely and sometimes it ends up with both of them in tears, but it just takes one person to say ‘sorry’ and soon they’re back in each others’ arms. 

who suggests that they buy a pet

Rose doesn’t like how lonely Alisha’s smiles are when they have to leave, so she suggests buying a pet to keep Alisha company when she’s gone. THAT SAID SHE DOESN’T LIKE IT WHEN ALISHA NAMES THE DOG ‘Rose’ AND IT FOLLOWS HER AROUND AND IS SO AFFECTIONATE THAT IT ALMOST BUTTS ROSE (the person) OUT OF THE BED THE TIMES THAT ROSE IS ACTUALLY HOME– 

what couple traditions they have

It’s not much of a tradition, but every few years they go on a pilgrimage of sorts back to where Sorey sleeps. The path is old, the memories familiar, and every time they go- they remember how different their original journey was, full of half-truths and uncertain words. How even then, they still relied on one another- forged a bond that couldn’t so easily be broken. 

what tv shows they watch together

Alisha really likes daytime soap operas. Rose finds them over-acted, tedious, and not… very good. But she finds it hilarious to watch them with Alisha, pointing out how absurd the story is while Alisha wails at her and flings pillows in her direction. 

what other couple they hang out with

it would have been nice for them to hang out with Sorey and Mikleo :’) 

how they spend time together as a couple

They don’t spend a lot of time together- much of their time is spend travelling the world for their own separate duties. So when they can, they bundle themselves at home and actually just… spend time together. Talk to one another. Relearn who it is that they love. And sometimes Rose brings Alisha out to dinner in a slightly-fancy-but-not-too-fancy restaurant and they just enjoy being themselves in each others’ company. 

who made the first move

Rose, despite how brash and forward she usually is, was reluctant to commit to anything at the start. But how could she deny her feelings when Alisha stepped up to her, fire in her eyes, and declared that she loved her? 

who brings flowers home

It’s extremely cheesy, but there are days when Alisha brings back a bouquet of roses for Rose. Rose thinks it’s an incredibly bad pun on her name, but at the same time, she always takes care to pot the flowers and sometimes finds herself staring at them with a wry smile on her face. 

who is the best cook

Alisha may have eaten some of the finest foods Hyland could provide, but making those foods is something Rose has better experience with, much to Alisha’s happy surprise. 

[ikiyou]

Rules: Answer the 20 questions and tag 20 amazing followers/people you’d like to get know better. 

and

Rules: Put your music on shuffle, list the first ten songs, and tag ten people.

Twenty questions:

nickname(s): Ikiyou, Iki  zodiac sign: Leo height: 5ft 3in aka CHUUYA’S HEIGHT orientation: hmmm I wonder…. nationality: American favorite fruit: red grapes  favorite season: Currently Spring favorite book: Harry Dresden favorite flower: pretty, vibrant, colorful ones.  I don’t really know….irises?  Lilies? I used to like snapdragons as a child but I don’t think they’re my fav anymore… favorite scent: curry, cooking steak, um….. favorite color: blue favorite animal: wolves, dogs, birds of prey coffee, tea, or hot cocoa:  mocha hot cocoa (Ghiradelli Mocha Hot Cocoa – buy it, you’re welcome) cat or dog person: DOGS.  But I do have a soft spot for cats favorite fictional character: Chuuuuuya # of blankets you sleep with: A sheet and 1 blanket. This place aint got no AC….. dream trip: THE WORLD.  WITH MY FRIENDS. AND JAPAN.  FOR SEVERAL MONTHS (FRIENDS MAKE ANY TRAVEL WORTHWHILE) blog created: It’s up at the top, Soukoku Week 2017 ^ # of followers: 31! random fact: Crap, I have so many.  Romanian beer is the best. You’re welcome.  If you can get it in your country let me know. I would send money to the Port Mafia to get this stuff.  Like.  Take my money.  Please. Random fact about me: uh….I can play the piano, although I haven’t done so in years…I also have a random dream to become a good singer…

Ten songs: My playlist is made of songs and sound files ripped from Youtube AMVs so, you’re really asking for a lot if you want ten ‘songs’, but here we go….

1) Life is  Journey from 天月/ Amatsuki 2) Romeo Von*Cho version 3) Hibikase – Hatsune Miku version 4) Sugar Song and Bitter Step (Kekkai Sensen ending) Mafumafu version 5) Caramelldansen W0000000!!!! :D :D :D 6) Darkness My Sorrow ~ Woooooo! Chuuuuuyyaaaa 7) 小さな恋のうた(A Small Love Song) - MONGOL800(cover) by天月 8) LIFE!! by天月-あまつき 9) 弱虫な炎 (Weak Flame)….I think that’s what it’s called….ripped from a BSD AMV…. 10) Kisaragi Attention – 8 person Nico Nico chorus version

Whew, nothing weird popped up lolz.  Like….THIS ONE I love to torment people with:

(Yes that’s on my run track and I laugh every time, I’m horrible XD)

Tagging....frick, I aint got time!  You see this, you tagged!  It’s 2:30 on a Saturday and I haven’t started homework yet, and my butler hasn’t cleaned my house yet (I have no butler), and I gotta go for a run, and I have an rp game scheduled tonight that I forgot about, and I got art to do and FRICK SOMEONE GIVE ME A TARDIS.

[hazzamylouworld-blog]

Shape Of You

The soft whirl of Louis' laptop acts as soothing backdrop music as he scrolls through he and Harry's YouTube videos of the last nine months. Since figuring out they were going to have a baby nearly nine months ago, they've been documenting each month of Harry's pregnancy for their fans through video diaries. They answer questions, show off Harry's ever growing belly, and give updates on the baby's growth. Louis' favorite video to date is when they told the fans they were having a boy. It was the longest they've made due to the fact that they were stalling so the fan's could squirm in anticipation. All the fans went nuts when they revealed they were having a boy and they even asked the fans what they should name him. Some were terrible names, Larry, Lewis, and so on. But one name stuck out to them. Finley. It was different and that's why Harry fell in love with it. It took Louis a bit of time to get on board with the name but the more Harry said it, the more he fell in love with it. Anything Harry says sounds beautiful anyway. Louis smiles at the memory and rubs at his arms as a subtle chill falls over him. Harry's upstairs taking a nap so Louis doesn't have the luxury of his warm, cuddly body on his. Cuddling with Harry is especially wonderful now that he's got a big, rounded belly that rolls with the life of their little Finley. He's an active little boy and his favorite time to kick around is the middle of the night, hence why Harry is asleep now in the middle of the day. Louis' glad he's getting rest but he's quite ready for him to wake up and cure his loneliness and boredom. He clicks out of YouTube and pulls up Twitter to make an announcement. Harry's nearing the end of his pregnancy now, with only one week to go, so Louis figures today will be a good time to post one of their last videos, whenever Harry wakes up. The whooshing sound of the tweet sending crashes the silence of the room just before Louis hears creaking from behind him. He looks up to see Harry standing in front of him with a small pout. His rounded belly pokes out of his nearly too small jumper making Louis' smile. His hands rub lazy circles over it as he blinks sleepily. "Hi sleepy head. Finley wake you?" Harry shrugs, diving for the comfort of Louis' shoulder. Louis hums, rubbing a hand over Harry's belly. "Sleep well?" Another shrug. "You don't seem quite woken up yet." "Woke up with tummy cramps." Louis frowns. "Yeah?" He paws at Harry's belly again and hums, "Not too much longer lovely." "What're you doing?" Harry asks him, rubbing a fist to his eye sleepily. Louis feels his breath tickle at his neck and shivers slightly from the tingly sensation. "I was just looking at our old videos." "We need to post a new one. Was tiny compared to now last month." "That is true. You've got quite the belly on you now. I was just thinking about posting today actually." "Ok. I've got to start dinner soon so after we eat we can." Harry explains before sitting up and yawning, pushing his belly out to stretch his back. "Ugh...." He grunts, rubbing both hands to the sides of his bump. "Everything alright?" "Just uncomfortable.." "I bet." "Echo, turn on kitchen playlist." Louis announces to their Amazon Echo when both men step foot into the kitchen. Music soon fills the air and Harry smiles softly. "Dance with me, Hazza." He coo's at Harry when Kiss Me by Ed Sheeran plays. "Sap. You kissed me for the first time to this song." "I did. And I'm going to kiss you now too..." He mumbles, pulling Harry close and dropping a kiss to his lips before swaying back and forth, "And you." He squeaks down to Harry's belly, pressing a kiss to his hand before placing it over the top. Harry cringes. "Oh you don't like my kisses?" Louis asks, in mock offense. "No. No, it's not you. It's Finley. He's stretching around like crazy. Look how weird my stomach looks.." Louis looks down to see Harry's not so rounded belly and laughs. "You look like you're pregnant with Spongebob." "HEY." He cringes again and rubs a hand to his side. "Maybe he's just hungry?" Harry shrugs. "Maybe. I'm making his favorite tonight." "Buttery noodles?" Louis says with a scrunched nose. Harry nods. "I'm making marinara sauce for you but don't bring it NEAR me once it's done. I've been feeling queasy all day." Louis frowns. "Want me to cook?" "No. I like doing it. And lying down feels too uncomfortable. Need to move about." Louis nods. That's Harry's way of saying "You're a shit cook and I want my house in tact." Harry starts the noodles and steps back away from them as they begin to boil. He lightly groans and rubs a hand over his rounded belly with another cringe. "You good?" Louis asks, coming up behind him and rubbing his arms lightly. Harry lightly hisses and nods. "It's just these stomach cramps. Bloody Braxton Hicks are awful today." "I'm sorry love." Suddenly, "Side to Side" by Ariana Grande begins playing and Harry sighs. "Louis William Tomlinson. I know I didn't add this to our kitchen playlist." Louis shrugs innocently. "So I might've added a few. I'm a secret Ariana fan. Please stay married to me." Harry rolls his eyes with a light smile. "Whatever." "I've been here all night, I've been here all daaaaaaay..." Harry sings softly as he stirs the noodles, hips rocking side to side. "Well, well, well look who knows all the words." Louis says, pointing a spoon accusingly at Harry. "I play iHeart radio for Finley when he can't sleep. So sue me." He shrugs. "Love the little hip shake you're giving me, you sexy man." Louis says, smiling wide. Harry stops and blushes. "No. No don't stop. It's cute. Belly's going wild from you dancing." "Sort of makes my tummy feel a bit less crampy." "Yeah? That's good! I heard dancing helps loads with cramps and that. AND I've also heard it could induce labor." Harry's eyes light up. He's so done being pregnant. His hips continue to sway as he moves across the kitchen cooking. "Woooooo...." He exhales with a cramp as the song ends, rubbing circles over his belly. "Another?" "Yeah." "Must be because the music stopped." Harry laughs lightly after the pain fades. Echo doesn't play another song and Harry continues cooking despite the silence. He feels another cramp and backs up to the cabinet, gripping onto it. "Wooooo....woooo....." He breathes, kneading his fingers into his belly, "Play another song, Boo. They're coming back. Worse." Louis frowns and nods. "He must love music like us." Harry shrugs. "Don't see why he has to hurt me for it." "It's only beginning my love." Louis says with a cackle. "Ow, Louis! The music! Hurry, my tummy's hurting." "Right. Echo, play more of Kitchen playlist." A Drake song starts and Harry rolls his eyes. "Should've known this would be on here. You love Drake nearly as much as you love me." Louis shrugs. "Harry, he got shot on Degrassi, ok? How can I not support him?" "Hmmm..." Harry cringes, "Sorry..another cramp...mmmm..." He presses his belly forward and rubs the bottom with a big exhale. Louis frowns. "Dance it out." He giggles. Harry begins swaying to the beat, shaking his bum dramatically once the pain ends and he's able to tease Louis. "Stop teasing me, Hazza or dinner will never be done because we'll be too busy upstairs." Harry giggles and continues dancing. The song ends just as another cramp begins. "Mmmmmm Louis, turn it back on..." He mumbles, pressing his face into his hand supported by the cabinet. One hand rubs side to side over his belly as Louis attempts to make Echo play again. They have one demanding baby that's for sure. He smiles at the next song on the playlist. Shape of You by Ed Sheehan begins playing and Harry stands back up. "Ed's new song!" "And you love Ed like I love Drake." Harry rolls his eyes. "At least I actually know Ed and he's my mate." "Drake is mine." "I think he'd be a bit afraid of you." "Just dance you meanie." Harry begins dancing hard to Ed's song because well he IS his mate and his voice just brings it out of him. He does a little twerk as he cooks the sauce and Louis beams, sneakily taking out his phone. "Hi world. This is how Harry and Baby Finley prepare dinner." He whispers. Harry twerks down to the ground and Louis rearranges himself as to not show off how excited he is. Harry turns around with a giggle and gasps. "Louis! Don't film me!" "Harrrrry, it's adorable. Your belly is on full display." He points to Harry's rolled up shirt and smiles. "And I look HUGE." "This is great exposure for Ed." Harry rolls his eyes. "Like he needs EXPOSURE." "Echo, play Shape Of You again." "Louuuuuiiiis." "Come on Hazza. For the fans, pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaase." He pouts. "Fine but give me like a ten second break. M'having more intense cramps now." He sits on a bar stool and rubs circles over his belly with a big exhale. "You alright?" Louis asks, pawing at his tummy. Harry rubs a thumb near his belly button and nods. "Yeah, my tummy just hurts....." He mumbles before gripping onto the bar stool, "Mmmmmmggh....." His face scrunches and Louis bites his lip, rubbing large circles into Harry's belly. It fades and Louis watches in concern. "Are you alright?" Harry nods. "It's gone. Lets do the video." "Harry, are you sure?" "Yes. I'm positive. It's for the fans and I'm past ready for this baby to come." Louis laughs. "Ok love." "Ok everybody. We're back in action with Harry's Pregnancy Dance Video." He says in a shit announcer voice that makes Harry giggle. Harry rubs a thumb near his belly button again as he feels another cramp coming on. He paces the room with his hands on his hips, attempting to breathe normally. "Haz? Ready?" "Yeah, yeah I'm ready." Echo plays the song and Harry begins twerking and twist around like he does on stage and nearly forgets his cramps from earlier until another, much more intense one presents itself. Harry cringes and presses a hand to his knee, rubbing over his belly. "H?" "I'm ok, I'm-" He feels an intense amount of pressure and then a pop before water soaks the floor. "Shit. I-" "You're in labor." "I danced myself into labor." Louis stares at him wide eyed before grinning. "Hey world. This man just danced himself INTO LABOR. I'm going to be a DAD. So here's the last pregnancy view you'll see of Harry..." He points the phone at Harry who tries his best to smile against the pain as he rubs circles into his skin. "So signing off for the last time as a pregnant couple, that's Harry, Finley in his belly, and I'm Louis. Next stop fatherhood." Louis shuts off his phone and rushes over to Harry who has now lowered himself into a chair with another groan. "How do you feel love?" He asks. "Hot. Sore. Nauseous. But..excited." "Yeah? Me too. This is it." "This is it." Harry says before squeezing Louis' hand. "Contraction?" Harry nods and bites his lip, gripping onto the chair. "Ok, ok breaaaathe. Breathe. Breathe for me." The pain soon ends and Harry throws his head back. "Think it felt better when I was standing." "Yeah?" "And moving." "Well...nobody said you couldn't dance because you're in labor. Go for it." Harry bites his lip but nods. He cradles his rock hard middle and paces the room as Louis sets up the music again. He gets behind the boy and they sway, Harry with his head presses to Louis' chest. Louis places his hands on Harry's belly and hums. "Your belly is hard as stone." Harry nods softly. "Mmmm.....mmmmmmgghg..." He begins to moan and Louis feels his stomach muscles getting tighter. "Breathe love. Dance with the music." Harry closes his eyes and sways, hands rubbing rhythmic circles into his belly along with Louis. The pain ends and Harry sighs in relief. "Any relief?" "Felt a bit better." "Good." Song after song plays and Harry's contractions grow stronger and stronger. Pillow talk is playing now and Louis' a bit bitter over it. He sits at the kitchen table grabbing a quick bite (only because Harry forced him to) and watches Harry sway along with the music. Harry's dancing is the only thing that's keeping him from throwing Echo across the room for playing such a song. Harry curls his arms over his exposed belly and his face scrunches up again. "Ohhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....ohhhhhhh..." He groans, swaying his hips and rubbing his hands to the skin of his throbbing bump, "Ow...owwwww.....mmmmmmmm....wooo...woooo...ohhhhh...." The pain finally ends and Louis' scoffs. "Of course your worst contraction would be during THAT song." Harry wipes his forehead and sighs. "It's a good song and he's happy." Louis shrugs. "We're happier." He mumbles. Home plays next and Louis smiles lightly up at Harry. "Thank God, a slow one." Louis smiles. "Sing. It might help distract you." "Make a little conversation so long I've been-ughhhhhhhh..." He grips the counter and bends over himself as his belly heaves forward and contorts with the contraction. "Or not." Louis mumbles. "Waiting to let go of myself and feel al-ahhhh-owwww...." Harry groans. "You don't have to continu-" "T's my favorite....woooooo...wooo....mmmmghhhh....." The pain finally ends and Harry breathes heavily through the rest of the song, until the end when another contraction hits. The contractions continue worsening as the playlist continues. They're listening to Niall's song now and Harry is squatting down, back to the island gripping at his knee as the pain washes over his belly in white hot waves. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh....hohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." "I hate this, Haz." Louis whimpers, biting his lip. Harry raises his arm and presses a fist to his forehead and grits his teeth. "Mmmmmmghhhhhh-ohh...ohhhhhhhhhh..." The pain finally ends and he slowly stands, swaying his hips and taking deep, slow breaths and rubbing the underside of his belly. "Can we hear something relaxing?" Louis laughs. "I'll try to remember to tell Niall to write something more relaxing for your next labor." Harry bends over the kitchen table and presses his face to his fisted hands and groans. "Hey, hey...is that another one already?" Louis asks, rubbing Harry's tense back. "Mmmmmmm yes...." "Ohhhhhh....woooo......ohhhhhhh...ohhh my stomach..." He hisses before dropping a hand down to his belly. "Here love..." Louis says before wrapping his hands around Harry's bump and rubbing soft circles into the tightly wound muscles in his stomach. The pain fades and Harry stands back up, pacing and tracing his fingertips over the skin of his bump. "Relaxing music coming up." Louis hums, "Hey Echo, could you play something relaxing?" Soft tranquil sounds emit from the port as Harry sways his body, throwing his head back and rubbing circles on his sides as groans leave his lips. The pain is intense but it's only natural that one of the biggest parts of Harry's life, music, helps so much with the pain. That and Louis who hasn't left his side in their giant kitchen. Harry's thought about going to the living room and maybe even lying on the couch but the thought of not standing makes him feel sick. He's so sore and it feels like the baby is between his legs, he'd nearly feel like he was squishing the poor lad. Louis hums along to the soothing tunes and wets a cloth before placing it over Harry's forehead. Harry sighs in momentary relief as it cools his overheated body. It's a long evening spent groaning and swaying in their now darkened kitchen as midnight creeps upon them. Harry is in intense pain now and unable to speak between the pains to Louis who is freaking out to say the least. Harry's sat down now criss-crossed on the floor and gripping at his thighs against the pain. He suddenly drops to his side and Louis' panics. "WHATS WRONG H?! WHY DID YOU FALL?" "I didn't....I-mmmmmmgghghhhh the baby's head feels like it's coming-ahhh-ahhhh-outtttt Louis help me up!" Louis' eyes bulge and he helps the boy up quickly. Harry waddles over miserably to the opening of the kitchen, grabbing onto either side of the door frame and leans over himself, gripping his thigh. "Ohhhh....ohhhhhhhhhhhhghhhhhhhhhhh...." He grunts out, veins pulsing with the push. His belly contorts and the muscles strain forward with the force. It tightens up so tightly Harry can barely breathe. He gets a small break to stand before he feels another intense contraction and squats down. "Ohhhhhhughhhhhhhhh.....nnnnnnnnn...nnnnnnghhhhhh-ahhh...wooo....wooo...." "Ohhhhhhhhh....ohhhhhhhhhhhhughhhhhhhhhhh......" He grunts again with another push. He breathes heavily and slips his shirt down and pants off, rubbing a hand down his heaving belly before grunting and bearing down in a squat again. "Nnnnnghhhhh....hmmmmmghhhhhhh...." He gets on his knees and presses his hands to the floor and grits his teeth, bearing down harder. "Mmmmmmmmghhhhhhhohhhhhhh...." He stands again and slowly sways his hips and clasps his hands to his belly before quickly gripping hold of the door frame again and deeply squatting. "Hhoohhhhhhghhhhhhhh-ahh.....mmmmmmghhhhh-ahh..." More liquid trickles from him and he wipes it off his legs with a look of disgust. He feels around below him and gasps at the warm, hard head he feels just barely pressed out from him. He has no time to celebrate as his stomach soon rolls with another contraction. "Hmmmmmghhhhh-ahhh....nnnnnghhhhhhh..." He feels the head emerge further and gasps again when he feels it fully emerge. "What?! What is it?!" Louis rushes over and looks beneath Harry, earning a gasp from him now. "His head, his head, it's his head, Hazza!" Harry removes his hand from the baby's head as Louis places his there, and presses both hands to the wall again, throwing his head back and bearing down as his belly continues to contract. He feels the shoulders slip past and screams at the burn. But soon Baby Finley is in Louis' arms and Louis is not only in love with the shape of his dancing hubby but he's also in love with the shape of his brand new baby boy.