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cherry-pop-elf · 5 months ago

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Human Nature

‘Poof’ Periwinkle Fairywinkle-Cosma x Fem! Reader

Sum: Hazel and Dev were at a cozy little sleep over at your house, since Dev was avoiding his father like the plague. Lead to plenty of talks about Poofs Peri’s childhood. So while the parents are away, it’s time for Peri to play

Warnings: 18+, lots of fluff, , first time (for Peri), boob jobs, Wholesome body positivity, Dominate Reader, it’s very fluffy and wholesome with sex because I said so, nonbinary peri rights, “Woah boobs-“ fairy anatomy vs human, kinda cracky but that’s why you are here anyway, and of course Peri Loves Them Tibbies

“Finally….” Peri gave a groan, as he would slump onto the floor. Not giving a single fairy fuck that he was laying on the cold kitchen ground. His parents can be overwhelming, and now you got to see it first hand.

Hazel, and Dev, were having a sleep over at your place. You were Dev’s neighbor, and one of the painfully few adults he can trust, so he wanted to feel like a normal kid with doing kid things. Like sleepovers.

The only friend he had was Hazel, and it’s hard to have a sleep over with out company. Has Peri’s god parent he couldn’t refuse. So the whole evening was spent with hijinx’s, and some good old parents squealing and sharing pictures a plenty.

You loved learning more about Peri, and did your best to try and give him breathing room. Being his little shield with trying to be the one to ask questions and happily look through the photo albums, while Peri was trying not to break his teeth from all the gritting.

So here you two were. Cosmo and Wanda making sure the kids were safely sleeping, and certainly knocked out themselves, as you two finally savored the peace and quiet of the rest of your home. Just away from it all.

“Say, not to still keep on topic, but I gotta ask. Your dad was the pregnant one, so um. Does that mean he’s trans?” You were curious. Could it be blamed? It would be interesting to know if such concepts like that were even existing across other beings. Curiosity is human nature, may it be for good or evil.

“Trans-? Oh! Trans! Nah-“ Given Peri was raised rather closely to humans, compared to frankly any fairy he certainly is often more aware of those concepts. There is a difference between taking care of a human, and living with a human after.

“Our genders, or is it sex-? Whatever. It’s flipped flopped. Men have the vaginas, girls have the penises. We also can shape-shift after all, so stuff like that is kinda pointless at the end of the day. Like how I was born a boy, but never really felt like a boy, so now I have a penis and go by he/they.” He explained to you, as you tossed him a soda.

“Huh….Girls have the male anatomy, boys have the female…..Woah.” Certainly fascinating to think about. It’s as if it’s a construct, who would have thought? Really was curious to you. Something new.

“And then there are different types of fairies. At the end of the day it doesn’t matter. Not unless you care, for some reason, or want to be intimate.” They would explain to you, as he drank his soda. Just enjoying the cold floor on his exhausted body. Even a fairy can get tired.

“So….Not to get weird, but like….Is your penis like….similar to a human penis?” You were to curious! Fairies were all so new to you! The only reason you were aware they exist was because Dev kinda made you aware. You were someone he trusted. He just had to have you involved. It’s a lot to handle after all. A kid is a kid.

“That’s one way to get into my pants.” He gave an eyebrow wiggle, as you hid behind your soda. A whine of protest, as he laughed at you. Just always the charmer. The one to lead the tango. Maybe you want to spin that dance around.

“Why don’t you show me what’s under the top and I’ll show you what’s under this bottom~” You knew he was just being all talk. They typically were, before suddenly ready for a panic attack. You didn’t want to give him one, but there’s joy in making someone squirm.

“What are you doing-?” He gawked, as he saw that you were following through. Off your shirt went, and you sent it flying over to his face. How it dangled off their crown, leaving just one big violet eye to stare at you. To watch as you unclasped your bra. It was a long day, and underwire is painful.

“I know they aren’t the prettiest things around-“ You started, only to be met with those big fairy eyes sparkling. Literally. Like his pupils were just big ole hearts and sparkles. Seemed to be utterly enchanted at your half bare body.

The fairy was quick to zoom over to you, with your shirt gone in a vanished, as he seemed to be enchanted by your anatomy. That you had to be the prettiest person in the whole world. The whole galaxy! Their eyes were just pure. Not just driven. Not sexually charged. Just admiring you like a sunset.

“You wanna touch them?” You asked, finding it all utterly adorable. We’re all fairies this cute? Had to. Just look at him. How his wings were fluttering like crazy, and their head nodding in eager need. Need to just swallow you whole with his touch.

They were hesitant, but his hands would soon cup them. They were so gentle. Not an ounce of green in those finger tips. Just a fairy enjoying the beauty that a human had. Made you wonder how different fairy’s breasts were compared to humans. Were they different at all? Not like you wanted to ask Wanda to flash you.

“So soft….” He whispered, as he soon just face planted into your chest. Had you laugh, as he seemed to have found heaven in them. Fluttery wings just going wild, as he snuggled into them. Enjoying how soft they were, and easy it was to hear your heartbeat like this. They were just perfect for them.

“You are precious.” You had to admit, as you soon would play with their hair. Gently running your fingers on the back of his neck. Didn’t want to mess with his curl after all. Just wanted to enjoy the gentle little affection. Seemed he was enjoying it plenty.

“So….Gonna keep your end of the deal?” A muffled ‘hm?’ Was spoken into your chest, as you swore he was ready to fall asleep there. The warmth, softness, heartbeat, breathing, they just couldn’t resist it. His kryptonite.

“Come on, it’s fair. Lemme see your magic wand~” You giggled, as you had to pretty much prey his pouting face from your chest. Poor man wanted more, and you’ll be happy to give him more. Such a pouty baby. Arms all crossed, and all huffy.

“Pretty please~? I promise you can play with my boobs more if you do it~” You offered the magical creature. That seemed to be what finally made him follow through. Slowly with sliding his suspenders off his shoulder, before working on his buckle.

“Promise?” He asked, and you nodded. As if you could ever say no to those beautiful eyes. Such a shade of purple you couldn’t quite grasp. As if it was just a color that the human eye couldn’t quite register. It made for such a need to look at them more.

With the zipper down, and some shimmying, you finally got to see what you were excited for. Deep down, you were kinda disappointed though. Not by the dick as a whole. It was a normal dick, that was the issue. Nothing really made it seem supernatural, besides the well groomed purple patch of hair above it. Shaped like a star no less. Ok, that was cute. You couldn’t argue with it. Was going to make your next idea all the easier to follow through.

“As promises, I’ll let you play with my boobs again. But, I have an idea on how you can enjoy them more.” You offered, as he rose a curious brow at you. What could that possibly mean?

“What are you doing down there?” He asked, as you were soon on your knees. Your face under his cock, with a devious smile. The fact he asked you gave into your theory he may be a virgin. You were certain to make this something he will never forget.

“Showing you the magical world of boob jobs.” You said, before you brought his soft cock between your breasts. Gentle you were, as you would slide his dick between them. Squeezing it between your soft tissue, with little kisses to the tip.

“Oh sweet fairy world-“ He moaned, as he held onto the counter for support. Truly an experience they never had before. Was making their whole world spin, as their cock was starting to harden with in your grasp. Mans was in heaven because of you.

“Like it?” You asked, as they eagerly nodded. Just an utter puddle under you. Luckily not literally. Just figuratively. How they were gripping the counter for dear life as they were panting hard. Those pretty eyes fluttered closed, as those thick eyelashes of his were sparkling with held back tears.

You couldn’t help but drink it all in. They looked so perfect like this. Just letting out moans for you to listen on repeat. How so little was to much. You didn’t even do much, and you swore they would cum already. Would their cum be purple too? You just had to know.

You would speed it up, with a devious grin, as he was aching between your breasts. Just throbbing for you. Such a mess from so little. Suppose breasts were their one way ticket to their own heaven on earth.

“Oh jeez oh jeez oh jeez-“ They kept whimpering. Teeth biting hard into their lip, as he just couldn’t stop his whimpers and moans. A harmony of sounds for you to dance to. Ever growing more eradicated in their sounds.

“Gonna cum? Cum all over my tits?” You asked, as that had his already flustered face even redder than ever. Just looking at the sight under him was too much. He couldn’t handle it anymore. He just couldn’t.

“WAIT WAIT I-! AH-!” His hips were soon bucking on their own, as the orgasm hit him. The way their head threw back as their body was on autopilot. Riding out the climax. Just listening to what the new burst of adrenaline in their system gave them.

You were a little disappointed, you couldn’t lie, that it was a normal color. Was hoping it was at least lavender. Didn’t disappoint in the amount though. Was Al over your breasts, your face, you swore it reached your hair even. That’s annoying, but it’s forgiven for Peri. Their first time after all. Can’t be mad at that.

Poor Peri was just trembling. Hardly able to keep themselves up, as you stood up. You were glad you were still in the kitchen, so you just dampened a fish towel to clean yourself up. Probably safer to not consume fairy jizz. Who knows what it could do to your insides. That’s for another day.

“You alright over there?” You asked them, as you would look over. Poor Peri was just a mess. Hair all over the place, still flushed and panting, legs bend and feet turned in. Thought they might faint. Had you worried, before he was soon back to trying to play it cool. Like nothing had happened at all.

“Yep! Totally! Cool cool cool-!” Pants zipped, hair slicked back, just in a blink and it was like he didn’t just have the best nut of his life. Had you giggling, before you returned to him. A kiss to his cheek, and a hug. Because after care is always vital.

“Say uh, um. Do you….Do you think we could do that again sometime?” They asked, as they avoided eye contact with you. Oh who could resist such a cute face? Not you. You gave his flushed little cheek another peck, as you laced both your hands together. Just all smiles.

“As you wish.”

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alice-angel12x · 1 year ago

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Happy New Year!!

(Sorry if late) @sketchquill

A fast message from Christmas Future Wally and Christmas spirit present Y/n.

#welcome home #welcome home au #wally darling #wally darling x y/n #wally darling x reader #welcome home wally #welcome home fanart #happy new year

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enemiestolovershoe · 2 months ago

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Double the Joy

Chris Sturniolo x fem!reader

Summary: Y/N and Chris, discover they’re expecting a baby. With the support of Nick and Matt, they face the joys and challenges of pregnancy as they prepare for their new life together.

Words: 8.4k

Warnings: Pregnancy, crying, not proofread

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You and Chris had always been inseparable. Born just one day apart in the same hospital, your moms shared a recovery room, and you’d been told countless times how they joked about the four of you being best friends for life. The bond formed between you and the Sturniolo triplets had been unshakable from day one. You grew up together, went to school together and when high school came, the teasing began.

“Come on, it’s so obvious,” Matt would say, side-eyeing the two of you with a smirk whenever you and Chris would hang out, which was often.

Nick, always dramatic, would stretch his arms wide and proclaim, “Soulmates! They’re soulmates, just admit it!”

At first, it was just jokes. Everyone knew the four of you were close. But then, somewhere in the mess of high school, it changed. The teasing stopped being jokes and started feeling like foreshadowing. One night, the two of you were sitting in his car, talking about everything and nothing, when he said: “I don’t want just to be your friend anymore.”

You’d been dating ever since.

Now, you were both twenty, only a week away from turning twenty-one, and life was good. More than good, actually. The triplets’ YouTube career was taking off in ways none of you had expected. You were thriving in your own ways too, doing some work behind the scenes with their content, but also carving out your own path. Everything was moving forward at the speed of light, and the future seemed so, so bright.

Until one afternoon. You stood in your bathroom, staring at the pregnancy test in your hand, everything in your world crashing to a sudden, terrifying halt.

You swallowed hard, your heart thundering in your chest. It was Positive. The two pink lines were unmistakable. There was no misreading it. Your hand trembled as you set the test on the bathroom counter, your mind spinning out of control. This wasn’t part of the plan. None of this was part of the plan.

You weren’t ready for this — for a baby. You were twenty, for God’s sake. You and Chris were both on the verge of hitting your stride in life, finally coming into yourselves and your careers. The thought of a baby, now, in the middle of all of it… It terrified you. What if this will ruin everything? What if Chris… What if he will leave you?

That thought settled in your chest like a weight, making it hard to breathe. You could almost hear the words, echoing in your mind.

“I can’t do this, Y/N.”

You sat down on the cold bathroom floor, curling your knees to your chest. The fear was choking you, making it impossible to think straight.

Suddenly, you felt a rush of overwhelming emotion — fear, panic, guilt. It all crashed over you in waves, and you grabbed your phone with shaking hands. There was only one person you could call right now. Nick.

You didn’t have a girl best friend, not like most girls your age did. You’d always gravitated toward the guys — Matt, Chris, and Nick.

But with Nick, there was something different. A deeper connection. You both understood each other in a way that no one else could, and Nick had always been there when you needed him the most.

You scrolled through your contacts, finding his name and hitting the call button before you could second-guess yourself.

“Hey Girl, what’s up?” Nick’s voice came through the phone almost immediately, light and teasing like usual.

“I’m pregnant.”

The words were out before you could stop them. You hadn’t even said hello. It just slipped out, raw and unfiltered, your voice shaky and full of panic.

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, you thought maybe the call had dropped. But then you heard Nick breathe, a sharp inhale.

“What the fuck did you just say?” His voice cracked in disbelief.

“I’m pregnant, Nick,” you whispered, and just saying it out loud again made your stomach drop. You didn’t even realize you were crying until the tears started falling onto your lap.

“I’m on my way,” he said, voice serious now, all playfulness gone. “Stay where you are. I’m coming down.”

You, Chris, Matt, Nick, and You all live in the same apartment complex, with Nick and Matt living two stories above you and Chris.

Not even five minutes later, Nick was at your door, his knuckles rapping against the wood before you’d even gotten up from your spot on the floor. You wiped your eyes with the back of your hand, trying to pull yourself together enough to open the door.

When you swung it open, Nick stood there, his wide brown eyes full of concern and a little bit of shock. He looked at you for a split second, and then, without a word, pushed his way inside.

“Bitch, you’re what?”

His voice was louder than you expected, and that’s all it took. You broke. Right there in the middle of your living room, you collapsed onto the couch, your face buried in your hands as sobs shook through you.

Nick was by your side in an instant, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close. His voice softened, his hand running gently over your back. “Hey, hey, it’s okay. I’m here.”

“I’m so scared, Nick,” you whispered, barely able to speak through the tears. “What if Chris… What if he leaves? I can’t—”

“Chris is not going to leave you,” Nick said firmly, his voice steady. “You hear me? He’s not. You two are meant for each other. He loves you. He’s gonna freak out a little, sure, but he’s not going anywhere.”

You leaned into him, your head resting against his shoulder. The panic was still there, swirling in your chest, but Nick’s calm presence was like an anchor, keeping you grounded when you felt like you were drowning.

“I don’t know what to do,” you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.

Nick pulled back slightly, just enough so that he could look you in the eyes. “First of all, you’re not alone in this. You’ve got me, Matt, and Chris. We’ll figure this out together, okay? You’re not gonna do this by yourself.”

You nodded, but the tears kept coming. You couldn’t shake the fear — the overwhelming dread that this was going to change everything. That you were going to lose everything.

Nick pulled you into another hug, tighter this time, and you let yourself melt into it. For a moment, you felt safe. But then you heard the sound of keys jingling in the hallway, followed by the front door creaking open.

Your heart stopped.

It was Chris.

“Hey, babe, I—”

Chris’s voice trailed off as soon as he stepped inside and saw Nick sitting on the couch with you, his arm still around your shoulders. His brow furrowed in confusion, and he shifted awkwardly by the door, clearly not expecting to walk into this scene.

“Uh, Nick? What’s going on?” Chris asked, glancing between the two of you, his voice laced with concern. “Why are you here? Is everything okay?”

You couldn’t speak. Your throat felt tight, and your hands were shaking again. This was it. This was the moment. You could feel the panic rising inside you all over again, but before you could say anything, Nick stood up, moving away from you to give you space.

“Chris, you might wanna sit down for this,” Nick said, crossing his arms and nodding toward the chair across from the couch.

Chris’s eyes darted from Nick to you, clearly confused, but he did as Nick suggested, sinking into the chair. “Okay… Can someone tell me what’s going on?”

You swallowed hard, your heart pounding in your chest as Chris’s eyes locked onto yours. You could feel your hands trembling again, and you pressed them into your lap to try and steady yourself. But the words wouldn’t come. You couldn’t do it.

Nick glanced at you, then back at Chris, sensing that you were too overwhelmed to speak. He ran a hand through his hair and let out a breath.

“Chris,” Nick started, his voice gentle but firm, “Y/N’s pregnant.”

Chris stared at Nick like he’d misheard, his mouth slightly open. “She’s what?” His voice was strained, his gaze flicking from Nick back to you, as if he needed confirmation from you to believe it. “Y/N… is that true?”

You couldn’t speak. Your throat felt like it was closing up, and your chest was so tight you could barely breathe. All you could do was nod, barely, as the tears started falling again, silent at first, but soon turning into deep, shaky sobs.

Chris’s expression changed in an instant. He looked stricken, panicked even, but not in the way you had imagined he would be. You’d thought he might be angry or disappointed, but all you saw on his face was concern — deep, raw concern for you.

“Please,” you managed to choke out through your sobs, “Please don’t leave me.”

Chris didn’t hesitate. He was across the room in a second, kneeling in front of you on the couch, his hands finding your shoulders as he looked directly into your eyes. His face was full of emotion — shock, yes, but also something else. Love. Pure, unwavering love.

“I would never leave you,” he whispered, his voice cracking just a little as he pulled you into his arms. You fell into his embrace, burying your face into his chest as the sobs took over again. “I swear, Y/N, I would never leave you.”

His arms were wrapped tightly around you, holding you as if he was afraid you might slip away. You hadn’t realized just how scared you were until you said those words aloud — the thought of him leaving you, of being alone in this, had consumed you.

“We got this. Together. Okay?” Chris whispered into your hair, his hand running gently up and down your back in soothing strokes. “I love you. You know that, right? Nothing’s going to change that. Not this. Not anything.”

Nick stood behind the couch now, leaning over slightly, his hand brushing softly over the top of your head in comfort. “He’s right, Y/N. We’re all in this together. You’re not alone in this. You never will be.”

You pulled back just enough to look up at Chris, your eyes puffy from crying, your breath still shaky. “But… but what about everything? Your career, the triplets… we’re just starting to—”

“Stop,” Chris interrupted, shaking his head firmly, his hands cupping your face. “None of that matters right now. The career, the videos, whatever-. The YouTube channel already is a family channel so why not add another member? — we can figure all that out later. This is what matters. You. Us. Our future.”

His thumb gently brushed away a stray tear from your cheek, his eyes soft as he looked at you. “We’ve been through so much already, Y/N. We’ve got this. You and me.”

You sniffled, trying to pull yourself together, but the tears kept coming. “I’m just so scared, Chris,” you admitted in a whisper, your voice breaking again. “I didn’t plan for this. I wasn’t ready for this. What if I’m not ready to be a mom?”

Chris’s face softened even more, and he leaned in to press his forehead against yours, his voice gentle and full of reassurance. “No one’s ever really ready, Y/N. But I know one thing for sure — you’re going to be an amazing mom. I know you. You care so much, about everyone. This baby is lucky to have you.”

His words hit you deep, and you closed your eyes, letting yourself sink into the warmth of his embrace. Slowly, the panic that had been swirling in your chest began to subside, replaced by a strange sense of calm. It wasn’t that the fear had disappeared — you were still scared, still overwhelmed — but with Chris here, with his arms around you and his voice steady in your ear, you felt like maybe, just maybe, you could handle this.

Nick was still standing behind the couch, watching the two of you with a small, supportive smile on his face. “And you’ve got the best support system, too,” he added, his voice light but sincere. “Me, Matt, our moms and dads, everyone. You’re not doing this alone.”

You smiled weakly at Nick, appreciating his attempt to lighten the mood. He’d always been good at that, knowing just when to throw in a bit of humor to keep things from getting too heavy. You were lucky to have him.

A few minutes passed in a sort of comfortable silence. Chris kept his arms around you, his fingers running through your hair, and Nick stayed nearby, still being his steady, comforting self. It was the first time since you found out that you felt like you could actually breathe. Like the weight on your chest wasn’t so suffocating anymore.

But then, just as you were starting to settle into this fragile peace, there was a knock at the door.

All three of you froze. For a second, no one moved, and then you remembered. Saturday. Weekly movie night.

“Oh God,” you whispered, your eyes wide as you realized who it had to be. “Matt.”

Chris stood up quickly, running a hand through his hair. “I forgot about movie night,” he muttered, glancing back at you with a mixture of nerves and amusement.

Nick, always the one with a quick comeback, smirked. “Well, guess we better tell him before he starts freaking out about why we’re all sitting here like we’ve seen a ghost.”

You managed a small, shaky laugh, wiping your eyes again as Chris walked to the door. He opened it to reveal Matt standing there, holding a bag of popcorn and a couple of DVDs like he did every week. His face lit up when he saw Chris.

“Hey, man!” Matt greeted with his usual energy, then stopped short when he saw Nick and you sitting on the couch. His expression changed instantly, concern replacing the smile on his face. “Uh, what’s going on? Why does everyone look like they’ve been crying?”

Chris stepped aside, motioning for Matt to come in. “There’s, um… something we need to tell you.”

Matt’s eyebrows shot up, and he closed the door behind him, setting the popcorn and movies on the table before crossing his arms. “Alright… I’m listening. What’s going on?”

Chris hesitated for a second, glancing back at you. You gave him a small nod, signaling that it was okay. He could tell Matt. You trusted him — you trusted all of them.

Chris took a deep breath, then turned back to Matt. “Y/N’s pregnant.”

Matt’s eyes went wide, his mouth dropping open as he stared between the two of you. For a second, you thought he was going to freak out, maybe even panic like you had. But instead, a slow grin spread across his face, and before you could even process it, he was laughing.

“Oh my God, are you serious?” Matt��s voice was filled with excitement, not an ounce of fear or hesitation in it. “Holy shit, I’m gonna be an uncle! Uncle Matt!”

You blinked, caught off guard by his reaction. “Wait… you’re not freaked out?”

“Freaked out? No way!” Matt exclaimed, still grinning like a madman. He rushed over to the couch, practically bouncing on his feet. “This is awesome! I’m so freaking excited! When did you find out? Are you okay? Do you need anything?”

His energy was infectious, and before long, you found yourself smiling despite the whirlwind of emotions still running through you. Leave it to Matt to turn something as life-altering as an unexpected pregnancy into something to celebrate.

“I found out earlier today,” you admitted, feeling a little sheepish. “I’ve just been… processing.”

“Yeah, she’s been freaking out,” Nick added, though his voice was soft and teasing now. “But Chris and I have been doing a pretty good job at calming her down.”

Matt’s eyes softened as he looked at you, and he crouched down in front of the couch, his tone suddenly more serious but still full of warmth. “Hey, it’s okay to be scared. This is huge. But you’re not in this alone, Y/N. We’re all here for you, and we’re gonna support you every step of the way.”

Chris, who had been standing nearby, came to sit beside you again, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. “He’s right. We’ve got this. All of us.”

The room fell into a comfortable silence, with all three of them gathered around you — Chris by your side, Nick still standing behind the couch, and Matt crouched in front of you. "Now let's start that movie night yeah?"

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Twelve Weeks Pregnant

Twelve weeks. You were twelve weeks pregnant, and in just a few hours, you were about to see your baby for the first time — well, on a screen at least. It still felt surreal. The morning sickness had eased up, and you’d started feeling a little more like yourself again, but the idea of becoming a mom? That still seemed like a far-off dream, even as your body began to change.

Chris had been incredible through it all, doting on you in ways that made your heart swell. And Matt and Nick? Well, they’d been as involved as ever — particularly Nick, who had turned into your personal pregnancy guru, constantly asking questions and googling every little symptom.

That’s how today happened.

It was supposed to be just you and Chris at the ultrasound, but when Matt and Nick got wind of it, they practically begged to come along.

“Please!” Nick had pleaded over the phone just yesterday. “I need to be there for my future niece or nephew’s first portrait. You can’t deprive me of this moment.”

“I mean, I can come too, right?” Matt chimed in, although much less dramatic than Nick.

You couldn’t say no. These boys were as much a part of this journey as you and Chris were. And truthfully, you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Now, the four of you sat in the waiting room of the OB-GYN’s office, surrounded by pastel walls, a few outdated magazines on a nearby table, and the low hum of conversation from other patients. You were starting to get nervous. The usual thoughts ran through your mind — what if something was wrong? What if the baby wasn’t okay?

But before you could let your mind spiral too far, Nick leaned over and gently bumped his shoulder against yours, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Okay, real talk. If this baby doesn’t look like a cute little potato on that screen, I’m gonna be disappointed.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, grateful for his attempt to lighten the mood. “Nick, it’s a twelve-week-old fetus. It’s not going to look like a baby yet. More like… a bean, I think.”

“A bean?” Matt perked up from the chair beside Nick. “We’re having a bean?”

Chris chuckled from the seat on your other side, reaching over to take your hand. “You really think you can tell what the baby looks like at this stage? It’s mostly gonna be shapes and shadows.”

Nick shook his head dramatically, crossing his arms. “Excuse me, I have high expectations for this child already. And if it doesn’t look like a perfectly round little potato, I’ll demand a refund.”

You burst out laughing, the anxiety that had been building inside you finally easing as the three of them bantered around you.

Matt raised an eyebrow, looking at Nick. “A refund? Nick, this isn’t Amazon.”

“No, but it’s 2024,” Nick shot back. “I’m sure there’s a customer service department somewhere for fetuses that don’t meet our aesthetic standards.”

Chris rolled his eyes, though a fond smile was playing at his lips. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Ridiculously supportive, thank you very much.” Nick grinned, then leaned closer to you again, lowering his voice a little. “But seriously, how are you feeling? Nervous?”

You nodded, appreciating the sincerity in his voice now. “Yeah, a little. I just want everything to be okay, you know?”

Nick placed a hand on your arm, squeezing gently. “It will be. You’re in good hands. Plus, you’ve got the three of us here, so if anything feels off, we’ll riot. Doctors included.”

That earned another laugh from you, but his reassurance worked. You leaned your head on Chris’s shoulder, squeezing his hand as you took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the moment settle in around you.

“Y/N L/N?”

A nurse called your name from the hallway, and the four of you stood up together, an odd little unit of excitement and nerves. You made your way into the back, following the nurse into the ultrasound room.

As soon as you stepped inside, you were struck by the odd sense of calm that came with the sterile smell, the soft lighting, and the hum of machines. There was a cushioned bed in the center of the room, and the ultrasound machine sat beside it, the screen dark for now.

Chris helped you onto the bed, sitting down in the chair beside you, while Matt and Nick found their place on the couch at the side of the room. Nick immediately made himself comfortable, crossing his legs and leaning back, while Matt sat forward, elbows on his knees, looking genuinely interested in what was about to happen.

“So, do we get 3D glasses for this part, or…?” Nick asked, squinting at the ultrasound machine.

Matt rolled his eyes. “Dude, it’s not a 3D movie.”

“It’s not?” Nick frowned, leaning forward and pretending to inspect the equipment. “What kind of scam is this?”

The nurse laughed softly as she prepared the machine. “Sorry, no 3D glasses today, but you’ll get a good look at the baby.”

Nick let out an exaggerated sigh. “Fine, but I expect a detailed visual. I need to see this bean clearly.”

You grinned, lying back as the nurse spread the cold gel across your stomach. Chris held your hand, his thumb tracing small circles on your skin as you both watched the screen in front of you. This was it.

The nurse moved the probe over your belly, and after a few seconds, the screen flickered to life. The dark shapes began to move, forming into something that you couldn’t quite make out at first. You squinted at the screen, waiting.

And then, there it was. A tiny, fluttering shape.

“That,” the nurse said, smiling, “is your baby.”

Your breath caught in your throat as the image came into focus. You could barely believe it. That tiny shape on the screen — that was your baby. Chris squeezed your hand a little tighter, his eyes glued to the screen, his expression soft and full of awe.

“Oh my God,” you whispered, feeling a rush of emotion flood through you. This was real. This was really happening.

Matt sat up straighter, his eyes wide as he stared at the screen. “Whoa… that’s the baby?”

“That’s the baby,” the nurse confirmed, moving the probe slightly to get a better angle.

Nick’s eyes were glued to the screen too, his usual sarcastic comments nowhere to be found for once. “Holy shit, that’s… that’s the bean,” he said softly, his voice almost reverent.

And then, the sound hit. The rhythmic, steady thump of the baby’s heartbeat filled the room, and all four of you froze.

Chris’s breath hitched beside you, his eyes glistening as he listened to the heartbeat, his hand gripping yours even tighter. Matt blinked rapidly, clearly trying to keep his composure, but it was Nick who broke first.

You heard him sniffle from the couch, and when you turned to look at him, you saw the tears streaming down his face, his hand covering his mouth.

“Nick, are you crying?” Matt asked, though his voice was soft, no teasing in it this time.

“Shut up,” Nick muttered, wiping at his eyes. “It’s just— it’s really beautiful, okay? That’s my future niece or nephew in there. Let me have this moment.”

You couldn’t help but smile, your own eyes filling with tears as the sound of the heartbeat continued. Chris leaned down, pressing a kiss to your forehead, his voice full of awe. “That’s our baby.”

But then the nurse’s brow furrowed slightly, and she moved the probe again, a curious look crossing her face. “Hold on just a second…”

The room fell silent again as she adjusted the screen, and after a few tense moments, she smiled, looking back at you and Chris.

“Well,” she began, “it looks like there’s more than one heartbeat.”

Your heart stopped. “What?” you asked, your voice barely a whisper.

The nurse smiled wider, pointing at the screen. “Looks like you’re having twins.”

There was a collective gasp from everyone in the room. Chris’s eyes went wide, his mouth falling open as he stared at the screen. “Twins? Like… two babies?”

You could barely process the words. Twins. Two babies. You were going to have twins.

Matt broke the stunned silence, letting out a loud, disbelieving laugh. “No freaking way! We’re getting two beans?!”

Nick, still wiping at his eyes, blinked in shock. “Holy shit… double the babies, double the chaos. I didn’t sign up for this.”

You couldn’t speak. The tears were flowing freely now as you stared at the screen, watching as the nurse pointed out the two distinct shapes.

Chris turned to you, his eyes shining with emotion. He let out a breathless laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. “Y/N… we’re having twins.”

All you could do was nod, too overwhelmed to speak, but the smile on your face said everything. Chris pulled you into a gentle hug, his hand resting protectively on your stomach as he whispered into your ear, “We’ve got this. No matter what, we’ve got this.”

Nick, ever the dramatic one, let out an exaggerated sigh, though his voice was thick with emotion. “I mean… I guess I’ll be the best gay uncle to those two beans. This is gonna be chaos. But like… the best kind of chaos.”

Matt stood up from the couch, pacing a little as he ran a hand through his hair. “Twins! I can’t believe this! I get to be Uncle Matt twice over. This is the best day ever.”

The room was filled with laughter, tears, and disbelief, but one thing was clear: this unexpected twist — two babies instead of one — had only brought you all closer. This was your family, and together, you could handle anything.

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21 weeks pregnant

At 21 weeks pregnant, you felt more connected to the babies with every passing day. Their kicks and wiggles were becoming a part of your daily life, and with every movement, the reality of being a mom grew more tangible. Today was extra special though—it was the day you’d finally find out the genders of your twins.

Earlier that morning, after your ultrasound appointment, you’d asked the nurse to write the genders down and seal them in an envelope. Rather than finding out right there in the clinic, you wanted to do something fun and intimate with the people you cared about most: Chris, Matt, and Nick.

You’d taken the envelope to the local bakery, explaining your plan for a gender reveal cake. The baker had been thrilled, and after giving a few details, you left the shop with a promise that the cake would be ready by the afternoon. Now, back at home, you and the boys were waiting anxiously for the call to come pick it up.

Nick, as usual, had been the most animated one, buzzing with excitement since morning. “Okay, I’m betting two boys. You can’t convince me otherwise,” he declared, pacing back and forth in the living room.

Matt, sitting on the couch beside Chris, raised an eyebrow. “Why two boys?”

Nick paused dramatically, his hand on his chin. “Because I just feel it. I have a gift, Matthew. A gift.”

Chris snorted, shaking his head. “I thought you said last week it was two girls.”

Nick waved him off. “Yeah, well, I changed my mind. It’s a boy vibe today.”

You grinned at their banter, the nervous energy you’d been feeling starting to melt away. It felt good to have them here with you, filling the space with laughter and excitement instead of the worry that had been creeping in.

Finally, around 3 p.m., your phone buzzed, and the bakery let you know the cake was ready for pick-up. “Alright, let’s do this!” Chris announced, grabbing his keys while Nick let out an exaggerated cheer.

The four of you headed out to pick up the cake, excitement bubbling in the car as Nick rattled off his many theories about what the genders could be. Matt rolled his eyes at his brother, but there was a fondness in his voice when he spoke. “You’ve changed your mind about five times this week, Nick. Let’s just wait for the cake.”

The bakery handed over the box with a smile, and as you made your way to a grassy field you’d found a few months back behind your apartment complex, your stomach fluttered with nervous anticipation. The day was perfect—clear skies, a warm breeze, and the quiet of the open space made it feel like the right spot for this moment.

You set up the blanket and placed the cake box in the middle. The cake itself was simple but beautiful, frosted in white with a question mark piped in blue and pink icing on top. Inside would be the answer to whether you were having boys, girls, or one of each.

Nick was practically vibrating with excitement. “Alright, let’s do this before I explode!”

You chuckled as you handed out four glasses, each one acting as your cake-cutting tool. You explained your plan: you’d all stick the glasses into the cake at the same time, and when you lifted them, the inside of the cake would reveal the colors. It was a fun twist on the usual knife-cutting, something a little different, and everyone seemed on board with the idea.

“All right, everyone ready?” Chris asked, holding his glass above the cake.

Nick, ever the dramatic one, held his glass in the air as though giving a toast. “To our soon-to-be-revealed nieces and nephews, or whatever glorious combination fate has chosen. May they be as fabulous as their Uncle Nick.”

Matt snorted, shaking his head. “Okay, let’s just cut the cake.”

“Alright, here we go. One… two… three!” you counted down, and all four of you plunged your glasses into the cake.

The moment you pulled them out, the colors were revealed: one side of the cake was blue, and the other was pink.

A boy and a girl.

Chris let out a breathless laugh, pulling you into his arms immediately. “Oh my God, we’re having a boy and a girl,” he whispered, his voice filled with awe and joy. “A son and a daughter.”

You smiled, tears welling in your eyes as you took in the sight of the cake. “I can’t believe it,” you whispered, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. “One of each…”

Nick, who had been quiet for a rare moment, suddenly let out an excited squeal. “A boy AND a girl?! This is perfect! Oh my God, I’m going to have the best of both worlds.” He wiped at his eyes quickly, though the tears were already falling. “I’m going to teach my niece how to be a queen and my nephew how to be the most fashionable little dude out there.”

Matt was grinning from ear to ear, clearly thrilled. “Holy shit, this is amazing. I’m going to be Uncle Matt to a niece and a nephew? This is going to be the best!”

You couldn’t stop smiling, the joy and love in the air so thick you could almost feel it. Chris kissed the top of your head, holding you close as the reality of it all sank in. “We’re having a boy and a girl,” he whispered again, almost as if saying it out loud would make it sink in even more.

Nick, wiping away the last of his happy tears, looked over at you and grinned. “This is unreal. This is next-level amazing.”

You chuckled softly, glancing over at him. “Nick, do you remember the 12-week scan? When you asked about the 3D glasses?”

Nick blinked, then broke into a laugh. “Oh God, yeah. What about it?”

“Well,” you began with a grin, “I’m going to have a 3D ultrasound scheduled in two weeks. If you want to join, you’re more than welcome. You too, Matt.”

Nick gasped, placing a hand over his chest dramatically. “Are you kidding me? Of course, I’m coming! You couldn’t keep me away if you tried.”

Matt chuckled, nodding his agreement. “Yeah, count me in. I want to see those little beans in 3D.”

The four of you sat there, laughing, crying, and celebrating in the soft afternoon light. You couldn’t have asked for a more perfect moment—surrounded by the people you loved most, the future suddenly felt brighter than ever. You were going to have a son and a daughter, and with Chris, Matt, and Nick by your side, you knew that this journey would be filled with love, laughter, and plenty of unforgettable memories.

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23 weeks pregnant

At 23 weeks, the excitement for the 3D ultrasound had been building for days. You, Chris, Matt, and Nick had been talking about it nonstop—especially Nick, who was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement. It was hard to believe that you were already more than halfway through your pregnancy. The little flutters and kicks from your twins were now a daily reminder of the life growing inside you, and today, you’d finally get to see them in a whole new way.

The four of you piled into the car that morning, with Nick riding shotgun and giving directions even though Matt knew the way perfectly well. Chris sat beside you in the backseat, nudging you every now and then as he peppered you with questions. “Do you think they’ll look like you or me?” he asked, his eyes wide with curiosity.

You laughed softly. “I don’t know. I’m kind of hoping for a mix, you know? One might have your nose, the other my eyes. Or the other way around.”

Nick spun around in his seat to join the conversation. “Oh, please, I’m manifesting that they’ll get your eyes, Y/N. You’ve got those big, doe eyes, and it’ll be adorable on a little baby.”

Matt chuckled, glancing at you both through the rearview mirror.

The drive to the doctor’s office didn’t take long, but it felt like forever with the excitement buzzing between you all.

When you arrived, the nurse greeted you with a smile and led you into the ultrasound room. The equipment looked a little more high-tech than the usual scans you’d had so far, and the anticipation doubled as you settled down onto the bed. Chris, as always, was by your side, holding your hand as Matt and Nick took their seats on the couch near the monitor.

Nick’s knee bounced with nervous energy, and he kept shooting quick glances between you and the screen. “I’m not gonna lie, I might lose it when I see them. Like, it’s been cool seeing the regular scans, but this is gonna be next level.”

The nurse smiled at his enthusiasm. “Oh, it’s definitely a special moment. You’ll get to see a lot more detail today.”

You pulled your shirt up to expose your growing belly, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves as the nurse applied the gel to your skin. It was cool at first, but you barely noticed, too focused on what was about to happen. Chris squeezed your hand, offering a reassuring smile. “Ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” you replied, your voice a little shaky but filled with excitement.

The nurse moved the ultrasound wand over your belly, and within moments, the familiar grainy image of your babies appeared on the screen. But this time, it wasn’t just black and white outlines—it was so much more detailed. The 3D imaging brought the shapes and contours of your twins to life, and as the first clear shot came into view, everyone in the room fell silent.

And then, Nick broke the silence. “This is fucking crazy,” he whispered, his voice full of awe. “Look at them! They’re like… little humans! Holy shit.”

Matt leaned forward on the couch, his eyes glued to the screen. “Dude, you can see their faces,” he said, his voice full of wonder. “Like, really see them.”

The nurse pointed to the screen, smiling as she explained what you were all looking at. “That’s your little boy there, on the left. You can see his profile really well—his nose, his mouth, even his little hands curled up near his face.”

You stared at the screen in awe, tears welling up in your eyes. Your son was right there, his tiny face so clear. You could see the shape of his nose, and the curve of his lips. He looked peaceful, floating in the womb, with one hand resting near his cheek as if he were already deep in thought.

“Oh my God,” you breathed, unable to tear your eyes away from the image. “That’s him. That’s our baby boy.”

Chris was silent for a moment, his eyes fixed on the screen. Then he let out a soft laugh, his voice thick with emotion. “He looks perfect. Absolutely perfect.”

The nurse adjusted the wand slightly, and the image shifted to reveal your baby girl. She was nestled against her brother, her tiny legs curled up beneath her, and you could see her little face just as clearly.

“And there’s your daughter,” the nurse said gently. “She’s a little more active—looks like she’s moving around a bit more than her brother.”

Sure enough, as you watched, your daughter wiggled slightly, her hand brushing against her brother’s side. The movement made you gasp softly, overwhelmed by the sight of your two babies, so real and so close.

“She’s gonna be the wild one, I can feel it,�� Nick said, wiping away a tear as he grinned at the screen. “Already squirming around. She’s definitely gonna keep you two on your toes.”

Matt leaned back, shaking his head in disbelief. “I still can’t get over this. You can see everything—their faces, their little hands. It’s insane.”

You couldn’t help but smile through your tears. “It’s amazing. I can’t believe how clear it is. I mean… I knew they were there, obviously, but this just makes it so much more real.”

Chris nodded, still staring at the screen, his voice soft with emotion. “I’ve never seen anything like this. They’re so… perfect.”

The nurse zoomed in a little, showing more detail of their faces, and the room fell quiet again as everyone took in the sight of your twins. You could see every tiny feature—how their noses were starting to take shape, the little bumps of their eyebrows, even the softness of their lips. It was a surreal, beautiful moment, and it felt like the whole world had shrunk down to just this room and the two little lives on the screen.

Nick, of course, couldn’t stay quiet for long. “Okay, not to be that person, but… am I the only one thinking they already look like little supermodels? Those cheekbones? That’s some top-tier DNA right there.”

Chris chuckled, shaking his head as he wiped his eyes. “Yeah, well, they’ve got their mom to thank for that.”

You nudged him playfully, still overwhelmed with emotion. “You’re not so bad yourself, you know.”

Matt, leaning back on the couch, let out a deep breath. “Man, this is wild. I don’t think I’ve ever been more excited about something in my life. Uncle Matt’s got a lot of spoiling to do.”

Nick shot him a look. “Oh please, you can try to outdo Uncle Nick, but good luck with that. I’m already planning the outfits, the toys, the whole thing.”

The banter between the two brothers faded into the background as you focused on the screen, watching your babies in awe. It was hard to believe that these tiny, perfect little beings were growing inside you. The love you felt for them was overwhelming, and as you squeezed Chris’s hand, you knew he felt the same way.

“These next few months can’t go fast enough,” Chris whispered, leaning closer to you. “I just want to meet them already. Hold them. Be their dad.”

You turned to look at him, tears in your eyes and smiled. “I know. I feel the same way.”

As the nurse continued the scan, capturing more images for you to take home, the room was filled with a mix of awe, laughter, and the kind of love that only grows when family comes together to share something this special.

For the rest of the appointment, you all sat in wonder, making jokes about who the babies would take after, what their personalities might be like, and what kind of trouble they’d get into with uncles like Matt and Nick around. But deep down, you knew that no matter what came next, these little twins were already so loved.

The 3D ultrasound had given all of you a glimpse into the future—a future filled with two tiny, perfect faces you couldn’t wait to meet.

As you and the boys piled back into the car after the 3D ultrasound, Matt slid into the driver’s seat, adjusting the mirrors before turning the key in the ignition. The excitement still lingered in the air, and you couldn’t help but replay the images of your twins in your mind—their tiny, detailed faces, the way your daughter wiggled, the calmness of your son. It had been a surreal moment, one that made everything feel so much more real.

Chris sat beside you in the backseat, his hand resting gently on your knee. He gave you a soft smile, clearly sensing you were lost in thought. “You okay?”

You nodded, still processing everything. “Yeah, I’m just… thinking about how real it all feels now. I mean, I’ve been feeling them move, but seeing them like that… it’s something else.”

Nick, who had been uncharacteristically quiet for the first few minutes, suddenly leaned forward from the backseat, sticking his head between you and Chris. “I’m not kidding—that was the coolest thing I’ve ever seen. It’s like… I’ve known they were in there, but now I feel like I’ve met them. Like I’ve already got a favorite nephew and niece.”

Matt chuckled from the driver’s seat, glancing at Nick in the rearview mirror. “Bro, you’re acting like you’re gonna be their dad. Calm down.”

Nick gasped dramatically. “Excuse me, I’m going to be the best uncle those kids could ever ask for. Spoiling them is practically my birthright.”

You laughed, loving the way they bantered, but as you leaned back in your seat, you felt something deeper tugging at your mind—an idea that had been lingering for a while now. You’d been keeping your pregnancy private for months, sharing the news only with close friends and family. But now… now felt like the right time to tell the world.

“Hey,” you said suddenly, interrupting the conversation. “I think it’s time we tell the fans.”

Chris turned to look at you, surprise in his eyes. “You mean, like today?”

You nodded, feeling a rush of certainty wash over you. “Yeah, today. I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but after seeing the ultrasound today… it just feels like the right time. We’ve got the gender reveal photos, and now the 3D ones. I don’t want to hide it anymore. I want to share this with everyone.”

Nick sat up straighter in his seat, his eyes wide with excitement. “Oh my God, YES. The fans are going to lose their minds. You know they’ve been suspicious for weeks, right? Every time you post anything, they’re like, ‘Is Y/N pregnant? What’s she hiding?’ This is going to be huge.”

Matt smiled, nodding as he signaled to turn into the parking garage of your apartment complex. “Yeah, people have been catching on. It’ll be nice to finally let everyone in on it. Plus, those photos are perfect for the announcement.”

Chris turned back to you, his expression soft. “Are you sure? I mean, I’m with you a hundred percent if you’re ready, but once we put it out there, it’s out there. You know how it gets sometimes.”

You squeezed his hand, giving him a reassuring smile. “I’m sure. I’ve been thinking about it a lot, and I feel ready. I think we should do it.”

By the time Matt parked the car and you all stepped into the elevator, the excitement was palpable. Everyone was tossing around ideas, talking over each other as you made your way up to the apartment. As soon as you walked through the door, you settled on the couch with Chris beside you, and Matt and Nick sat on either side, eager to get started.

Nick pulled out his phone, already scrolling through his camera roll. “Okay, okay, so how are we going to do this? Do we go with a full-on post with, like, a series of photos, or do we just drop one bomb and let the fans go wild?”

Matt shook his head, smirking. “Nah, you can’t just drop one photo. You’ve gotta take them on a journey. Start with something subtle, like a cute couple photo, then hit them with the ultrasound, and then drop the gender reveal. Let them freak out bit by bit.”

You laughed, scrolling through the photos on your own phone. “Matt’s right. We should start slow and build it up. How about this one?” You held up a photo from the gender reveal—the one where Chris had his arms around you, both of you smiling, with the cake between you. It was sweet, intimate, and hinted at something more.

Nick gasped, eyes wide. “Perfect. That’s the one to start with. You both look so cute in that one. It’s the perfect teaser.”

Chris grinned as he leaned over to look. “Yeah, I like that one. It’s subtle but says enough.”

You kept scrolling, finding another photo from the gender reveal—this one of the four of you holding the cake with the blue and pink filling exposed. Everyone’s faces were full of joy, and Nick’s tear-streaked face was front and center. “And then we can do this one. It shows the reveal without saying too much, but people will definitely get the hint.”

Nick groaned dramatically, burying his face in his hands. “Oh God, the fans are going to roast me for crying. But whatever, it was an emotional moment, okay?”

Matt snickered, leaning back on the couch. “Bro, they’re going to love you even more. You’re gonna be the emotional uncle that everyone’s obsessed with.”

Chris looked at you, his eyes softening as he saw how happy and sure you were about this. “You’re really ready, huh?”

You nodded, smiling. “Yeah. I want to share this. It feels like the right time, and I don’t want to hide it anymore.”

The boys huddled around as you worked on crafting the perfect post, choosing the photos and writing out the caption together. After what felt like hours of deliberating, you finally settled on something that felt right—a simple, heartfelt message that captured the joy and excitement of the moment. The post read:

“Surprise! 💙💗 We’ve been keeping a little secret for a while now… we’re so excited to finally share that we’re expecting not one, but TWO little ones! Our hearts are so full, and we can’t wait to meet our son and daughter. Thank you all for the love and support—this journey has been so special, and we’re excited to share the next chapter with you. 💫”

After adding the ultrasound photo as the final slide, you took a deep breath, fingers hovering over the “Post” button. Chris leaned over, placing a soft kiss on your temple. “You ready?”

You exhaled, smiling up at him. “Ready.”

With one final press, the post went live. Almost immediately, your phone began buzzing with notifications as fans started reacting, liking, and commenting. The boys crowded around you, watching the chaos unfold in real time as people freaked out about the news.

“Look at that!” Nick said, holding up his phone. “The comments are blowing up! Everyone’s freaking out!”

Matt grinned, scrolling through the messages. “Yeah, and everyone’s losing it over the fact that it’s twins. They were expecting a pregnancy announcement, but not this.”

Chris pulled you into his side, his arm wrapped protectively around you as he smiled. “You did it. Now it’s all out there.”

You leaned into him, feeling a wave of relief and excitement wash over you. The secret you’d been holding for months was finally out in the open, and now the world knew about your little family. It felt right—like everything was falling into place.

Nick, who had been grinning ear to ear, suddenly turned serious for a moment. “You know what? This is just the beginning. I mean, we’re gonna have so much content once those babies arrive. And I’m talking all the cute uncle stuff, playing with them, me crying every time I hold them…”

You all laughed, the energy in the room light and full of joy. As the evening wore on, you spent the rest of the night scrolling through the flood of comments and messages from fans, feeling the love and excitement pour in from all corners of the internet. Your little secret was out, and it felt like the whole world was celebrating with you.

As you curled up beside Chris later that night, your hand resting on your growing belly, you couldn’t help but smile. This was the start of something beautiful, something you couldn’t wait to fully experience with the people you loved most. The future was bright, and you knew that no matter what came next, you’d face it together.

Everything was going to be okay—more than okay. It was going to be perfect.

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stellewriites · 10 months ago

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this is how reading some of the best cod x reader fics the internet has to offer will have you feeling like

#like those dark fics are SO good my lord #im new to cod fandom but ive spent the last week consuming as much as i could of everything p much #the smut is so fucking good i’ve never read anything like it #soap x reader #ghost x reader #gaz x reader #price x reader #tf 141 x reader #john price x reader #john mactavish x reader #kyle garrick x reader #simon riley x reader #i’m putting this out there into the wild and i’m hoping it doesn’t offend anyone because i mean this in the most complimentary of ways #the shame and disgust is very welcome and said positively imo #ghoap #ghoap x reader

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rafeysbambii · 3 months ago

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hello, i’m bambi <3

- 20 something

rafe’s deer girl <3

╰┈➤ 𝐛𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐢 <3

- BAMBI is the town’s sweetheart.

the one who volunteers at the hospital after her classes out of the goodness of her heart.

- BAMBI who’s a sensitive little thing.

the one who cried when she dropped her strawberry ice cream at the beach.

- BAMBI who loves nature.

the one who spends lots of her time in the wild feeding the deers, and documenting new flowers.

- BAMBI who is Rafe Cameron’s.

the one who caught Rafe’s eye when he found her planting roses in the middle of summer.

“you trust me bambi?”

“yes rafey, i trust you.”

MASTERLIST

RAFE CAMERON

how rafe and bambi met!

rafe protecting his bambi!

nothing matters but you!

#bambi🦌🫶🏻#rafe cameron #new blog #welcome to tumblr #bambi!reader #new blogger

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takami-takami · 2 years ago

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more on sexually repressed Keigo: he doesn't want to scare off his crush with his sex drive so every date is like edging himself almost?? it's so good but so painful and whenever they kiss him they press into him just hard enough he makes a strangled moan/ chirping noise in the back of his throat. yeahhhhhh

🪷 anon

Oh my God, those little makeout sessions at the end of your dates have simultaneously become the highlight of his week and the bane of his existence.

You're his first real crush, he thinks, and that brings with it a myriad of... disorienting feelings that go past just butterflies and innocent longing.

Keigo has a commendable will and ability to conceal his newly found desires; but oh my fucking god he wishes he didn't have to. He knows you want him, too. When he presses himself against you, feathers pick up on that pounding heartbeat not from your chest, but from between your thighs.

It makes him throb in more ways than one, too.

He swats the thoughts away, shooing them off like a dog at the foot of a table. He'll be damned if he doesn't do romance right by you. Oh, you'd think he's such a freak if you knew, he's convinced.

He can't have you thinking that; so with a huff, he squeezes your hand before dropping you off at your front door yet again. The fingers on his right hand twitch when you blow him a kiss. He buries them in his pocket, turning away with a wave on his left before he takes flight, all to go home and fuck that same fist raw for another agonizing night alone.

#mini ask event #don't actually shoo dogs away thats not nice this is just an analogy djfkkgkfkck #give them a snack theyre part of the family too #WELCOME NEW ANON!!! thank you for this ask it's right up my alley #sigh #repressed!keigo....#🪷 anon #💌 asks #🖋 writing #hawks x reader #keigo takami x reader #bnha x reader #smut #🌶 spice #bnha thirst #mha thirst

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tiredly101 · 2 years ago

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New Neighbor

Pairing: Wally Darling x Writer!Male reader

New Neighbor Masterlist

Summary: What happens when Home tells Wally as a prank that his soulmate would be wearing a handkerchief on his neck just like he does but what a surprise they get when you arrive.

Illustrated Au (instead of being puppets it's literally the drawn version of them made by Clown and other artist)

It was a regular day in Welcome Home but the only difference is that it was raining heavily outside making most of the neighbors stay inside their house. Wally normally wouldn't have minded such situation since he could paint or sketch but that day he was supposed, along with every single other of his friends, go out to the woods to have a picnic and he was looking forward to said hangout.

Home didn't like how unhappy Wally looked, he couldn't even look at apples the way he normally does, for a very long time admiring the fruit, and so Home decided that maybe a joke could lifts his spirits and so with some creaks and bangs they told Wally that his soulmate would be wearing a handkerchief on their neck the day they meet which managed to gain a laugh from him, seems like Home's plan worked after all since Wally in a better mood started sketching how outside looked today.

A couple of days later everyone heard the whistle of the train letting the neighborhood know that some tourist and possibly new resident arrived into Welcome Home which was able to get Julie excited to the point where it was as if she was vibrating from how hyper she got. Frank got worried because of that.

Barnaby was the first to notice that there was a new house in the neighborhood alas it was a tad further away from the rest but it was still a new house which ment a new neighbor. Sally was extatic when she saw an old typewriter that had a pile of papers that seemed to be plays sitting comfortably in a corner that was next to a bookshelf full of novels that even Frank didn't recognize which ment whoever owned this place wrote said books.

The whole gang heard some laughter and saw that Eddie was chatting rather lively with a guy. He was wearing some beautiful white pants that had detailed drawings of roses in black and they had a black top with the same design but in white, his outfit was strange and a very noticeable contrast with the colorful neighborhood but what stood out the most was the pale yellow handkerchief that he had tightly tied on his neck, it looked almost like a chocker but Wally was left speechless. Home joked about his soulmate barely days ago using a handkerchief when he first meet said soulmate and this surely couldn't be a coincidence!

#wally darling x male reader #Wally Darling #Welcome Home #Y/n #x reader #wally darling x reader #Tiredly Jackie writes #New Neighbor

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slashingdisneypasta · 1 year ago

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*After a kiss between Y/N and a (male) Slasher in the Horror House*

Y/N: He- he just like- grabbed me?

Jennifer, trying to gage whether she should be buying knives or not: Uhuh...

Y/N: And he- he took me-

Tiffany, eyes closed imagining it (Already knows Y/N's into it): Mhm, yeah..

Y/N: And he was there- and I was there-

Jennifer: Yes?...

Y/N: It was firm?? B-But tender??

Tiffany: Oh! So, it was good, huh?~

Y/N, frazzled: No! I mean- well, I saw through space and time for a minute there but THATS NOT THE POINT, I SHOULDNT HAVE DONE IT!-

#inspired by those two freddy fics i did- this would be if y/n had gone straight to jennifer and tiffany as soon as he had kissed her first #BUT you're welcome to read it with any slasher in mind XD #including chucky. chiffany could be in an open relationship #Slashers x Reader #Tiffany Valentine x Reader #Jennifer Check x Reader #Tiffany Valentine #Jennifer Check #Incorrect Quote #Incorrect Quotes #IQs #source: New Girl #Horror House! AU #Horror House!AU

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sweater-daddiesdumbdork · 11 months ago

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On The Hunt: You Broke and I Shattered

Summary- 3.9k Alpha Steve x Little One. You and Steve find where Ulysses is storing his stolen goods; vibranium from Wakanda. Scouting the building, you and Steve separate and Steve struggles with this lone wolf mentality.

Warnings- Steve being upset and lashing out about your relationship with Pan. Reader goes into her heat finally and confronts Steve during it.

A/N- Okay I know it's been a while, LONG WHILE since I have posted these two. Part of me is still apprehensive about your Steve feelings. Be mad and hate him if that is the vibe! I get it, honestly, I do. I can't help but love him as strongly as I always have because I love a broken character that I created. Thank you so much @yenzys-lucky-charm for walking through this and holding my hand with them. For always giving me reassurance to continue this story. You, my dear friend, are a saint for all you do behind the scenes. Dividers made by @firefly-graphics Enjoy, and if you did, please share and reblog. I also love hearing your thoughts and rants about them.

Chapter Seven / Masterlist

It smelled bad.

The Little Wolf’s nose wrinkled as she scouted the side of the large warehouse. You lost track of Steve after he shifted, the Alpha whisking his muzzle against the Little Wolf’s and then leapt away along the edge of the warehouse. As large as the Alpha was, he was easily able to meld into nothing when he didn’t want to be seen. A skill from many years of hunting.

The Little Wolf weaved through the large piles of garbage and pallets, using them to keep her hidden from the multitude of cameras outside of the building. The installers had attempted to keep them hidden, but your time working with T’Challa had taught you where to look.

The Little Wolf was also good at getting by unnoticed, the smaller stature and slinking nature could make her easily pass for a street dog that ran wild.

The scents assaulting her were so foul and strong. The heavy acidic scent of fear permeates the stone and steel walls, making the Little Wolf’s ears lay flat against her skull, her nose wrinkling in discomfort.

A scuffle of footsteps caught her attention, sending her into hiding with her radar-sharp ears swiveling towards the footsteps scuttling down the alleyway towards where you were hiding.

“The shipment’s ready, just need the boss's sign-off.” You heard the man say into a phone and the Little Wolf pricked her ears to catch the last of the conversation. “Yeah, Klaue is expected in a couple days.”

He is not here yet. You mentally sighed, frustrated that there would be a period of waiting around for you and Steve.

<But he will be here soon for us. The Alpha should be coming around any moment, maybe we can get inside.> She was quiet in her movements, easing away from the rambling man whose conversation turned elsewhere, giving them no more vital information. Catching sight of the unlatched door, the Little Wolf paused, glancing around to see that no one was nearby. <Should we wait?>

We could lose our chance. You urged her, unwilling to wait now that the opportunity of getting inside was just so available to you.

<The Alpha…> The Little Wolf hesitated, glancing back at the direction Steve should be coming around.

Will catch up. He can follow our trail and we might lose this entrance if that man comes back to lock this door. This is our chance to see the inside and be prepared for Ulysses.

She finally relented, using her muzzle to ease the door open further and sneak into the dark interior of the warehouse, a sliver of light the only source into the belly of the beast.

It was easy remaining out of sight on the main floor, various containers of weapons that all smelled tinged with vibranium littered haphazardly around and in the center of the building were cages, all emptied but you could see that they had been recently used. All providing cover even as a silent snarl flirted across Little One’s muzzle, anger simmering in your chest as well as sadness that you had been too late to save those souls from whomever they were sold too.

Flashes of your old life, the sales floor clouding your memories while you wandered between them. The fear and pain at being dragged in front of buyers, their hands running all over your naked body and the false promises of giving you a better life if you just bonded with them.

The vileness of it made the Little Wolf shiver and a soft barely there whine escape. <Never again.> She assured you, the fur along her back bristling in agitation.

Never again. You agreed with her, calming once more. You escaped, you had known love and safety with your pack and with Steve. Even now with you two separated, you knew Steve still wouldn’t ever allow anyone to use you like that again.

The Little Wolf eased closer, edging along the last line of containers holding vibranium and weapons, trying to map the building.

There was a huff nearby and you caught sight of silver fur rows back. Steve found us. The Little Wolf stopped, the tip of her tail wagging in a greeting but the Alpha stalked nearby, his eyes blazing furiously at the Little Wolf.

She lowered further, feeling the anger roll from him while he slid up next to her, pressing in against her for a moment just to feel her before he silently let his nose wander along the edge of the containers.

Loud shouts just out of sight called out directions to load pallets onto the truck, making you and the Alpha both freeze for a second. The Alpha turned away and returned to the Little Wolf’s side, rumbling enough so you felt the vibrations rising off him. Not an order from the Alpha but a suggestion that it was time to go.

You pulled back, leading the way out, and once back outside, no one the wiser, you both bolted away from the warehouse.

It had been a while since you had returned to the apartment, Steve had been silent most of the time, both of you sketching out the warehouse's interior and tensley comparing notes with one another. But you could feel the tension crackling between you and Steve. All his responses clipped in a tone that you were just not used to from him.

It was making your Little Wolf uneasy in your mind, pacing back and forth in a skittish way, making you feel like you were about to snap.

You finally pushed away the notes and sketches of the warehouse, making Steve’s gaze snap to you curiously. “What’s wrong Steve?”

His brows furrowed together and his mouth thinned with whatever he wanted to say being held back. “Nothing is wrong Y/N. We should contact T’Challa to let him know what we found.” He pulled away, going to grab his phone when you grabbed his forearm to keep him from avoiding the question. Steve stiffened, a shiver going through him and you saw his nostrils flare a bit, dragging in a breath of you.

“Stop the bullshit Steve, you’re pissed and I don’t know why.” Your Little Wolf yipped anxiously, making you tense up all that much more.

Clear blue eyes snapped, flaring slightly in a glowing color as the Alpha in him rose to challenge him before he turned to you with a slight bare of his teeth. “You didn’t wait for me Y/N. You charged into that warehouse alone.”

Your hand dropped from his arm and you immediately snapped back, if you had hackles, they would be raised at the tension finally breaking. “This is what you are pissed about Steve? I was doing the mission. I don’t need your permission to do that.” A snarl emitted from you, daring Steve to bite back. “Not anymore.”

He rose to the challenge, rounding onto you, his size a sheer force but you held tight, refusing to step back from him. “That’s right Little One, I gave you up and set you free from me.”

A warning growl escaped you as a bit of tears threatening to well up hearing him. “That you did.”

“You have no regard for your safety, we are supposed to be hunting together and you just go into that building without me and that wasn’t the plan, I don’t care that you went in, but I didn’t know where you were, I just happened to catch your scent in the open door. What if they found you and caught you, what if I couldn’t follow you in?” He pulled away with a yank of his hand through his hair.

You squared your shoulders, anger making your tone bite in your words. “It’s not your fucking job Steven to keep me safe. Why are you always trying to shield me?”

“Cause Little One! It still feels like you’re fucking mine, even now while we are unbonded all I feel…” His hand slapped against his chest, where you knew his heart pounded its rhythm.

“Well that sounds like your problem that you need to figure out. I’m not your Little One.” You tossed out, the pain searing into anger at the Alpha in front of you. “You ‘set me free’ which is utter bullshit, you don’t get to dictate how I work now.”

It was like whiplash, his brow wrinkling as his sadness seeped through before anger masked his features once again. “Don’t worry, I haven’t forgotten. You remind me, you had moved on right… to him?”

You knew exactly who he was talking about and that made those tears finally fall, your hand lifting and slapping sharply across Steve’s face hard, enough that his head turned with the impact.

“How dare you, Steve, Pan was my friend when I was broken. My friend Steve, he was exactly who I needed when I was alone. You did this to us. You and that fucking drive to keep me safe. Newsflash Steve, my whole life I fought and I’m never going to stop. Now I’m doing it alone without you. You just thought of how you hurt me while being collared, it was NOTHING compared to what you did in that hospital room. I lost you that day and had to learn how to live without my mate because he didn’t want me anymore.”

“Fuck Y/N, I never said I didn’t want you.” Steve’s jaw clenched tightly, but the anger from his features was gone, disbelief crowning his features now. His hand reached out to draw you in, but you stepped away, unable to handle the contact.

“You broke me that day Steve and now you don’t like this version I turned into? You have no right to be mad about that.” Your voice cracked, a shiver wracking up your body while the Little Wolf started singing in the back of your mind, her own pain breaking in the song. “I survived being used, I survived beatings in attempts to make me submissive, I survived other Alpha’s scarring me with their bites, I survived all the times they tried purposely to break me into bowing for them and being this meek little pup. But you, Steve I barely survived you.”

You let out a breath, feeling your chest lighten as Steve stood before you like he was at a loss for words for a moment. Before you would let him say anything, you turned away to your room and let the door shut him out. Exhaustion hit you like a ton of bricks and as you crawled into your bed to sink into that dark place you yet again were hovering in, your Little Wolf crooning to you, you curled into a ball in your bed and let yourself go.

Steve sat on the edge of the uncomfortable bed in the apartment. It had been hours since you just dropped it all on him, which he knew but hearing it come from you, how your voice became so vulnerable like you were laid open and left to pick up the pieces. To top it off, he knew he was an utter asshole for what he said to you, wishing he could take it back. But it was out there now and he knew he couldn’t take back what he said in a moment of frustration.

There was no way to take any of the last year back, he knew he acted on instinct back then and he was wrong. All of it was wrong, but he had to live with his actions. Actions had consequences and all he could do now was live with those choices, and give you that freedom. You were right, he couldn’t be mad at what you turned into because he was a part of it all. Something in him shattered that day, hard broken shards that fed all his fears and he was still struggling to not give in to them.

It still didn’t make it easier for him, or the Alpha. The Alpha was furious with him once more. A snarling beast who lashed out to make Steve wince at the rage. But he felt he deserved it, he took each one without a snap back.

To top the whole fuck up of a day there was a soft wail through the wall of disbelief and it hit every one of Steve’s senses.

Your heat finally arrived and right now you two were stuck together, with no way to give one another space during this vulnerable intimate time.

And it was almost torture to Steve as his muscles cramped with restraint, resisting the urge to go to you.

The Wolf simmered somewhere, Steve sensed him close, but he was still staying away from the conscious side. Your scent was heavy with need and that made a ping of guilt well up in him that your heat was going to be worse for you because he was there.

If you were back in Wakanda he would slip away, leave you in peace to choose the partner you would want to help you through this. But not in the middle of a mission like this.

<Coward> The Wolf snarled at him, his ears laid flat against his skull and showing his fangs with a snap of his jaw, jolting Steve back to his awareness of his beast. <You would run away instead of staying to take care of her.>

His head hung from his shoulders, gritting his eyes and clenching his jaw as his own beast tried to take over, howling your song to call for you. His rut was going to be rough, more of his wolfish side coming through, the overbearing need to fuck and take care of his mate would be a whole other torture.

“Fuck off.” He snarled loudly, aiming at the Alpha but your soft voice cut through his snarl, making his head snap up, his hair disheveled and eyes flashing a brighter color as his nose tilted up to catch your warm honeysuckle scent.

“Steve.” Your voice was soft in tone and loud in every other way as it broke his inner battle, your hands clutching at a blanket around you, miserable looking. “She won’t stop…”

Steve guessed, as much as his wolf was trying to take over, the Little Wolf would be too. You were so distressed-looking, shaking in the blanket even though it wasn’t cold. He straightened up, holding out a hand to you. “Come here Y/N.” He growled, unable to contain more of the Wolf coming through.

It was all it took, the blanket fell from around you, your body to sensitive for anything on you, as you streaked to Steve, his arms circling around your waist and made you straddle his lap. Getting as close as you could be without pinning you underneath him in the bed. His clothes felt so constricting as you settled in close, tears starting to race down your cheeks while your hands slid up his chest, pulling his shirt over his head so you could get skin to skin, which he was thankful for. “I tried Alpha, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” You leaned into him, your breasts pressing against his chest as your face tucked into his neck, hiding away.

“For what Y/N?” he let his nose press against the back of your neck, inhaling deeply. That alone made the wolf ease back, and let him regain control. Heavy calloused hands went up and down your back as you started sobbing in his neck, your thighs squeezing against him as you rocked your hips slightly to rub against him.

“For being here with you.” You pushed against him and stared at him with sorrow and pain that Steve couldn’t stop the kisses he flushed over your eyes as more of your tears escaped, tears that he caused. Salty on his lips as they escaped into his beard. His gentleness at the moment, although both of your bodies were screaming to mate with one another, seemed to break you.

“I’m so mad at you for doing this to me.” You dug your nails into his shoulders, rocking again as he matched your movement, pushing up to give you some relief in your grinding. “I did what you said, I left you alone and you followed me here. I couldn’t escape you with the pack and I still can’t Steve. Why do you make this impossible for me?” You hissed as your mouth sought his, while his kiss stayed gentle, you bit at him, gasping against him as your nails clawed into the muscles of his back. “You left me Steve and it broke me more than anything else that has happened.” If this was your punishment, Steve would take it. Every sharp claw and hissing bite you lashed at him.

Steve clenched his jaw, unwilling to defend himself and his choices. He did this to you and it was the least he could do was listen. Instead, he pressed you in closer to him, touching you in all the ways he knew made you feel safe and cared for, his lips pressing against yours while you broke because of him. Your pain you lashed onto his back with your nails sharply dragging up to grasp his shoulder and rock yourself in against him once again, he welcomed the pain as he would any of your touches.

You shook in his hold, pushing away from him enough to look at him, your anger melding into sheer pain. “Was I too weak to be an Alpha’s mate, your mate? Do you regret taking a broken and used Omega? I need to know Steve.”

This he couldn’t stand, not from you of all people. With a sweep of his hold, he twisted you to the bed, on your back while he hovered over you with a bare of his teeth at you, all the long hair falling forward around his face, making Steve look wild above you. Your hands went to cup his face, studying the man you and your little wolf still fiercely loved, your fingers pushing up to weave into his hair. “Is that what you actually believe Little One?” Steve’s tone was graveled, a mix of his voice and the Alpha growling at the same time. “Do you?” He said sharper, making you roll your body up into his solid one, giving a nod when you couldn't say anything.

His hands caught your wrists and let his nose trace the inside on each one, you went pliant against him finally and he let his whirlwind of emotions settle. He had you and wasn’t planning on letting you go till you knew in your soul that he never would have left you because of those reasons.

Your hands were pinned swiftly, slamming them into the pillows scattered around his bed. “Little One.” He growled when his lips descended to the soft warmth of your neck column. Kissing behind your ear with much more gentleness than how his hand caged yours over your head. “You really don’t know do you, how much power you have.” His growls were edging on violent, wracking through your body while his touch remained loving, each glide of his hand tracing your side passionate while the other encircled your wrists above your head with controlled strength, the flick of his tongue gliding on your skin and light pressure of sharpened fangs all affection in worshipping you. “How I would do anything for you. You think me walking away didn’t destroy my sanity, made the beast try to claw from his cage?”

You whined under Steve, your heat simmering on unbearable but his words were making you want to scream. All this time he felt this way and he still managed to walk away, leaving you shattered, your fingers curled, digging into his palm keeping you pinned down. He hissed at the pain but never loosened or pulled away from you. “You still did it, you claim to protect me from you.”

Steve rose above you, his touch on your waist going to your face, turning your head till you couldn't look away from him. So much filled his gaze locking with yours and your unshed tears of anger, frustration, and pain were mirrored in his. “Because I am weak, scared, and broken. All I could see in that moment was you dead at my feet, that I had destroyed my mate, half of my soul. Alpha’s might seem powerful, but actually, we are empty without our other halves, made to serve our packs but never finding anything beyond that. That day I almost killed mine and I was powerless to stop it." His throat bobbed, swallowing past the emotion that almost seemed to overtake him. "I made a mistake and I see that now Little One, I let fear control me, and look what it did to us. I can’t take it back and will always live with what I did. You are right, I can’t be mad about who you are now because of it, you became stronger. You don’t need me, not really. You, my mate, you have all the power. Fuck, that day I was breaking down thinking I was powerless to control myself...” His shoulders sagged like admitting this out loud to you took everything out of him. “I should have talked to you about what I was going through instead of running.”

You eased up the grasp of your fingers digging into his palm, allowing yourself to soften slightly under him. Pulling a hand from his hold, your touch drifted up, sliding around the curve of his neck while you silently counted every little ragged scar circling his throat. Every little barb that dug into him and controlled him. This shattered your Alpha and he was struggling to be better. "I see you Steve." You whispered up at him while letting your thumb wipe under his eyes, clearing away the moisture welling up in those sharp blue eyes.

He reached up to take your palm, curling it against his jaw while he tilted into it, pressing his lips to the center. "I see you too Y/N, I'm so sorry I pushed you away."

Your Little Wolf called out his song again while his eyes scanned over your face, feeling the change in you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, holding him closer. “I could throttle you.” You chirped with a crack in your voice and Steve gave a soft sad chuckle as his head dropped to lean his forehead against yours, giving a little sniffle.

“I know I deserve it.”

“And what do you want now Steve?” You asked softly, almost a whisper between you two.

The Alpha was silent, his inhales drawing you in to smother all his other senses, if he could drown in you, he would so happily. “A chance for us, to be the Alpha and your mate you deserve from me.” He pulled away to catch your eyes, such a sharp blue with tinges of yellow melding to give hints of green, the Alpha bleeding through, showing while Steve gave you the answers you sought. “To give you all of me, even the broken parts that need fixing Little One.”

“If I said I need you to talk to me Steve, you need to let me in instead of just trying to keep me safe from the world.” Your hand twisted in his hold, sliding your fingers through his above your head. “That you won’t shut me out because you are trying to keep me safe.”

“I will spend my life showing you I can be your partner.” This next kiss was gentle, a brush of his lips to yours as you pulled him back into your hold, his heavy weight on you making you finally feel like you were where you belonged. “And I will wait, as long as you need to be ready for us again, if that is what you want.”

Ready to be us again… You repeated to yourself, letting his words really take hold. The Little Wolf was a calming presence now, the heat sated enough in just this rebonding moment for you two. You pushed up your hips enough to push against Steve and he instinctively released his hold on you to fall back and take you with him, letting you straddle him while he laid underneath you now, his hands caressing down till they settled on your waist, content to let you decide what you wanted from him next. “I missed you, Steve, we missed you.”

Your touch slipped up his chest while you moved to settle in against him, ease relaxing through you as his arms slipped around you, hugging you to lay against him and nothing more in the moment. You let your cheek lay against his chest, your head tucked under his bristled chin. You could feel his words as he spoke them out loud. “We were wanderers without our home Little One, we missed you too.”

#on the hunt #alpha steve and little one #alpha steve x little one #alpha steve x reader #alpha steve x you #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers and you #steve rogers and reader #the pack #welcome to the pack #its been ages since they have had a new chapter #sorry everyone for the wait #those of you still following this long story #hahaha

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