#youngdad

[ondathrone]

Handsome younger dad type had a quick dump attempt. I'm pretty sure he was pushing the clock, when they announced a flight he quick wiped and jetted.

[watermelonlovershigh]

A Chilly Nights Sleep ❄🛌 /blurb/

AN: i wanted to write something that had to do with the weather getting cooler outside so i came up with this little blurb. i hope you enjoyyyyy!!!!! please remember to leave your feedback. much appreciation.

This story contains: pure fluff

{ youngish dadrry - husbandrry - soft!harry - dunkirk harry era - Masie-(May-z-e) }

word count- 703

Your daughter Maise wakes up to her room being cold and decides she wants to finish her night of sleep in-between her parents so they can keep her warm.

It's currently three in the morning on November 2nd and little miss Maise just woke up in her big girl bed, shivering from the cold. Maise is your four year old daughter and for the most part has no issue sleeping in her own room which is just down the hall from yours and Harry's bedroom. Unless she's sick or had a bad dream she'll usually stay put in her room until the morning sun peeks through her curtains and wakes her up. But now, her issue is that she's cold.

Of course Maise has blankets on her bed but the air around her is fridged. So the only logical thing to do in her four year old mind is go in her parents room to wake them up and ask to sleep in their bed.

Maise climbs out of her big girl bed and quickly walks down the hall into the room you and Harry are fast asleep in. Harry's on his tummy with his face facing the outer edge of the bed and you're cuddled up to his right side. You both somehow stay asleep when your daughter opens and closes your bedroom door and it isn't until her tiny hands come to gently pat Harry's face that one of you arouse from your sleep.

Grumbling, Harry can vaguely feel something touch his face. Then once he comes to a bit more, he realizes its his four year old daughter. That has him quickly sitting up in bed, now in dad mode. Worried something had happened. "What? What is'it, baby? Somethin' the matter? Are you sick?" He's really just rambling at this point which is something Harry does when he starts to worry.

Though it's pretty dark in the bedroom, there's just enough light from the street lights outside the window for her to look up at her father and shake her head no while answering, "No daddy. My room got cold and I wanted to sleep with you and mummy. So you could keep me warm." All the stress leaves Harry's body and his heart expands twice its size.

Reaching down, Harry scoops Maise up from under her armpits and lifts her in his lap. "Course you can, my little love. We'll keep you nice and warm." She leans forward to embrace her daddy in a hug which he takes a moment to hug her back. But then it's time to lay back down and go to sleep so he helps situate her in the middle of the bed and lays down again himself.

Maise quickly scoots over to give you a cuddle. You somehow stayed asleep through all the comotion. You are a pretty deep sleeper. But once you feel the familiar embrace, you flutter your eyes open and see your daughter now in bed with you. "Hi, baby," you croak out, "what'r you doing in our bed, hm?"

Keeping her voice in a whisper, your daughter says, "My room was too cold and daddy said I could sleep here so you both could keep me warm." Just like Harry's, your heart nearly explodes from how much love you have for this little girl beside you. The little girl you created with the love of your life.

Looking over her small body, you see Harry looking at the both of you, a sleepy smile on his face, and reply, "We will keep her warm, won't we, Harry?"

Harry scoots over as close as possible towards the middle of the bed so that you both are nearly squashing Maise between your heated bodies. He leans down to kiss the back of her head and then leans over to peck your lips. "Mhm hm, keep her all nice and toasty, we will. Can't have our little girl gettin' cold on us. That'd be a shame."

All the sudden Maise lets out a loud, "Shushhh!" followed by her muttering, "Sleepin' now. Quiet, mummy an' daddy." Harry and you just giggle at her sassy attitude and fall back on your individual pillows to actually get some sleep again. For the remainder of the night, you and Harry keep your daughter between your bodies to make sure she stays warm and never gets cold.

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My Masterlist Masterpost

[hemorrhoidbabe69]

What if I go on t and i dont end up as cunty as my dad

[call-memissbrightside]

YoungDad!Katsuki idea

You and him were in love, in high school, and sexually active… which leads to an accidental pregnancy!

You’re scared, you’re young, but you believed that you and Katsuki could get through anything

It was young love, but still love and even if it meant that Katsuki’s dream of being a hero might be affected, you could still raise the baby together? Right?

His parents, more so his mom, convince you not to tell him

“You ruined your life if you decide to have this baby,” his mom scowled,” don’t ruin my sons.”

It’s the way they’re able to break your heart and break down any assumption that Katsuki would love you and your child… it leaves you broken and so, with their advice, you breakup with Katsuki and move.

He doesn’t know why, it hurts loosing you, but nonetheless, Katsuki becomes Dyanmite, a strong-willed hero that never dated because his heart still belonged to you

You had a son, Katsuma, and he was just like his father. So much so, that he’d get into fights in the park if a kid messed with him. Katsuki was on patrol when said fight broke out, and Kiri and him moved in to break it up.

Katsuki is shocked to see a little five year old scuffle with twelve years old, even more shocked to see that little kid looks like him… then you come up running to see what was wrong and it all clicks…

[honey-flustered]

Too Quiet (Fluff)

YoungDad!Steve Harrington x YoungMom!Reader

Summary: You and Steve finally get a moment of peace until you’re reminded that you’re parents of two rambunctious toddlers and a puppy. Sometimes, quiet’s never a good sign.

A/N: This fluffy thought came to me because I have a toddler niece and whenever she gets quiet we know she’s never up to any good. This also goes out to the parents who just need a little break from time to time. (Note: this has also been in my drafts for so long)

Word: 1.6k+

You appreciated the mundane. Boring can be good sometimes. Like for instance, neither you or Steve had any work that needed to be done. No errands, no chores, no 8-12-16 hour shifts. It was just a simple day where the two of you got to relax.

You found yourselves so comfortable, in fact, you hadn’t recognized that you were laid on the couch with your back against his chest, scrolling on your phone until he randomly cleared his throat.

You jolt up, looking back at him. “Whoa! When’d you get here?”

He looks up from his book, reading glasses slipping to the bridge of his nose. “I sacrifice my need to get up and pee for like 2 hours just to be your body pillow. My legs are asleep.”

You roll yourself around, facing him and wrapping your arms around his neck, “I’m sorry I’ve ignored you. It’s just so nice having these moments of downtime.”

He kisses your nose. “I understand, love. I’m really glad we don’t always have to talk to enjoy each other’s company. I like the comfortable silence.”

“Me too,” You grin. “Sometimes, I don’t always want to talk. Sometimes, I just want to scroll through my phone or eat a whole pot of mac ‘n’ cheese all by myself without the necessary judgment.”

“Weird way of bringing that up…but I get it.” Steve chuckles. “And you know what—since we’re throwing things out there—I’m so over people believing that being ‘boring’ is synonymous to being ‘old’. I mean, if I prefer staying home over going to parties it doesn’t mean I’m not still King Steve.”

“Exactly! Boring is the new fun! Like vanilla sex…it isn’t so bad.”

“It’s fantastic! We don’t always need the theatrics. It’s just so extra to have freaky sex all the time. Um, waiter, I’d like vanilla sex with a side of missionary please.”

You snort at his dorkiness. “I have to admit that I don’t always care to drink when we go out. I don’t always want to be a tipsy ditz all the time. Sometimes when I’m out with my friends, they make me feel bad about ordering just wine so I just lie and say that I’m drinking vodka when it’s only water in my glass. I’m just really good at pretending I’m drunk.”

“You’re goddamn Meryl Streep and Viola Davis combined when you act drunk, baby. I could use some pointers. I don’t always want to drink either but the boys…” Steve groans. “It’s always ‘Steve, chug down this beer’ and never ‘Steve, would you like some chamomile tea.’ I don’t drink tea but I just might start if someone offers me.”

“I’d offer you since you’re taking interest. Would you like me to make you some now?”

“Maybe later,” Steve curls his arms around you tight. “I like talking about being boring with you.”

“Yeah, I could be boring with you all the time. Like if I decided to crochet some shit for the hell of it, you wouldn’t judge.”

“Course I wouldn’t. I think you’d be the best crocheter ever and that’s saying a lot because there are a lot of great ones out there. I know this because I watched a youtube tutorial of crochet making…in full. I don’t plan to make a not one piece but I watched it anyway because I had time,” Steve shrugs. “And sometimes, even when I have plenty of time, I don’t always feel like styling my hair.”

You gasp, putting a hand to your chest. “Not the hair!”

“I can be too cool for cool.” He smiles smugly.

“I wanna wear a oversized clothes.” You rush out.

“You deserve it! I’ve seen the kind of clothes you’ve had to wear. Super tight. Not that it’s a bad thing, of course. I don’t always wanna dress in the latest fashion either.”

“I hate going to the beach nowadays. I get sand in all of my crevices and I end up finding sand around the house even weeks after.”

“I hate driving too fast.”

“I like gardening.”

“I like socks with sandals.”

“I’ve been leaning into buying those portraits with the words on them that say things like “home is where the heart is” or some corny thing like that”

“Eww, you mean the ‘live, laugh, love’ crap,” He laughs. “I’m sorry but we’re not that old.”

“Oh, please, I’m sure you’ve got worse.”

Steve thinks for a moment. “I guess I’ve always wanted to ask an employee if they’re working hard or hardly working.”

“Oh, nooo!” You cringe. “That’s horrible. Do you want them to hate you?”

“Alright, so I’m that kind of old, too.” He admits defeat.

“I think mom jeans aren’t as bad as everyone makes them to be.”

“I think dad jokes are the epitome of comedy and I’ve brushed up on some.”

“Ooo, tell me one!” You beam excitedly.

“Okay. What do you call a nose with no body?”

“What?”

“Nobody knows."

You both join in laughter which soon dies down when the gears in each of your heads began to turn. The two of you stare in space, speechless and reflective of the conversation.

“Although, it is a bit quiet,” You say, breaking the silence. “Don’t you think?”

“Yeah, too quiet.”

“Not boring, though.”

“No, not boring. It’s a good boring if it is. But it’s like…something’s missing. Like we’re forgetting something important.”

“Or someone important?”

“Some…ones…” Steve says in a reflective tone, then his eyes bug out and so do yours as you come to the same realization.

The two of you exchanged looks and simultaneously yell. “Our babies?!”

The two of you jump up from the couch and heading in any direction the two believed the boys were in. You checked the pantry, he checked in the bottom cabinets. He checked the in the boys closet, you checked underneath the bed.

“How could have forgotten about them for two hours?!” Steve exclaims. “We’re terrible people! They’re literally all the reasons why we’re so old and boring now so how can we have forgotten?!”

“They’ve handled themselves just fine alone, babe.” You say trying to comfort him.

“You and I both know that when it gets quiet it’s never a good sign. They’re like Max from Max and Ruby and you know how sociopathic that bunny could be. Little Baby Blue hasn’t barked in 2 hours either. What could they have possibly done to him?” Steve says while running his hands through his hair.

The sounds of giggling from the master bedroom is enough to shake you and Steve to your core. The boys were for sure in there and possibly doing something that will cost you a lot of money to repair.

“For all we know they’ve just created armagedon in there,” You say, darting your eyes between the bedroom door and Steve. “Whatever happens, whatever we see…we must prepare ourselves. Some things may be damaged beyond repair and most likely there will be a lot of cleaning up to do…but we mustn’t take out our anger on the children. They’re children who are simply practicing their exploration and discovery skills.”

“Easy for you to say. You weren’t the one who found your game console submerged in a toilet bowl,” He clutches his chest. “You don’t know my pain.”

You groan, hearing more laughter from the boys. “What do think it is this time? Paint on the walls? The forbidden mudpie cake? Fisher Price Guillotine?”

“I don’t know. That’s the terrifying part. They always come up with the darnedest things,” Steve holds out his hand. “Hold it please, I’m not ready for this horror show.”

You swallow hard, taking his hand. Opening the masters bedroom, you see the twins with their thumbs in their mouths watching Saturday cartoons on the large bed. Little Baby Blue is wedged between the boys, relaxing as they both pet him with their free hands. Their eyes immediately dart to the two of you standing in the doorway like you’d just interrupted a nice moment.

“Mommy.” Oslo smiles and runs up to you.

“Daddy!” Bear runs into Steve’s arms.

“My boys,” You say in relief. “Mommy and Daddy are so sorry for not checking on you. We were very, very tired.”

“Das kay, mommy,” Oslo says, snuggling into your tummy. “Blue’s here with us.”

“Blue even gave us some things to eat.” Bear points to one side of the bed which was full of snacks from the pantry.

“I was wonderful where the Oreos went.” Steve says.

You pet Blue. “That’s a good boy! Maybe next time go for the healthier options in the fridge.” The dog huff and you raise your hands in surrender. “Alright, alright. I’ll cut you some slack. I know how hard it is watching two toddlers.”

“I’m going to whip us up some lunch and then we’ll go to the park for family fun day. How’s that sound, boys?” Steve says.

The boys jump up and down excitedly with Steve hyping up their mood. “Ok, but you have to go and get ready real quick. Think you two can do that like the big boys you are?”

“Yes!” They shout at once.

“Go on then after come down for the famous Harrington men’s sandwich.”

The boys run out of the room, Blur chasing after them.

You lean in to whisper to your husband, still in shock. “Everything’s neat. The boys were actually angels the entire day. Thanks to babysitter Blue.”

“I guess those two were having a relaxed day, too.” Steve quips.

Oslo enters the room, tugging your sweater. “Mommy, can you help me find my favorite sho”

“You mean the light up ones?”

Oslo nods and you take his hand, “Come on, we’ll look together.”

“Then, I’ll help Bear get dressed. We’re going to beat you guys!” Steve teases.

You all laugh enjoying the friendly competition. Although, you enjoyed the times where things get quiet. You couldn’t trade the moments of chaos and fun with your family for the world.

[avatar-anna]

What are youngdad! H and the kids doing in break

Harry, Y/n, and the kiddos are in full school mode

Harry helps get everyone ready for school: making lunches, setting out clothes for the younger kids, making breakfast for everyone and getting everyone in the car.

Y/n takes the kids to school and Harry stays with GiGi and Natalia and gets them all fed and dressed. He watches cartoons with them and plays with their toys, etc.

Sometimes Y/n goes to work (once upon a time I mentioned very briefly that she took up styling hair), it's really the only time she gets to work and Harry encourages her to do her thing when he's home.

So Harry takes care of the babies while Y/n is at work. Some days he visits with the Natalia on his hip and Geneva holding his hand and they have lunch together, other days he makes baked goods for the school's bake sale—never store bought because Harry was a baker for goodness sake. He takes the girls shopping and to the park and takes care of pickup from school and goes on even more shopping trips and trips to the park and to get food because even though he packed the best lunch a dad could pack, Collette is still hungry.

Then it's time to get Simone, Collette, and the twins ready for after school activities—Collette goes to dance, Simone has volleyball practice, the twins go to soccer practice, and Natalia and GiGi have toddler classes. This is a divide and conquer type situation, and it leaves Harry and Y/n exhausted by the end of the night.

Everyone comes together at the end of the day for dinner. Most days it's something that Harry or Y/n picked up between practices, but sometimes one of them makes dinner. Everyone sits around the dinner table, talking over each other about their day and what they got up to. Harry feeds Natalia from her high chair while Y/n makes sure Jules and Geneva keep from making a big mess with their dinner.

Sometimes they share looks over the tops of their kids' heads at the madness, but they know they'll recap all of it over a glass of wine later, once homework is completed and everyone is tucked in bed and fast asleep.

Bedtime is also a divide and conquer situation. Brushing teeth and showers and bubble baths and affirmations and getting bags packed for the next day all needs to be done. On non-school nights, the whole family will pile onto the couch or Harry and Y/n's big bed to watch a movie together, which usually ends up with half their children sleeping in bed with them. On school nights, Y/n reads to Collette and Simone while Harry sings the twins to sleep and vice versa.

Then when it's all over, Harry and Y/n collapse on their bed, exhausted by a full day of parenting. Harry pulls Y/n into his lap and clinks his wine glass against hers before asking about her day. Then they fall asleep watching some show they've been binge watching but keep having to re-watch because they keep sleeping through episodes.

It's crazy and exhausting and some nights Harry feels delirious by the end of it. But he loves it, and he loves raising his family with Y/n and being home and feeling normal. It's a different kind of adventure, but one that he doesn't love any less.

[lila-rae]

Watch this! https://www.instagram.com/reel/CjnwGtNDGGR/?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=

So true of him

[francescoakirawrestler]

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[julieannelton]

Tibetan young father carrying a baby. 👶🥰 #tibetan #youngdad #fatherlove ...

[call-memissbrightside]

Just wondering if you're planning on doing a part 2 on youngdad!katsuki?

Yes? No? It’s kinda just drabbles, no real chapters just silly ideas that pop up in my brain

[avatar-anna]

I literally just binged ALL of your youngdad h fics and IM OBSESSED but I couldn’t help but wonder if any of the kids have accents?? I also wonder where the family spends most of their time. In London or LA??

most of the time i write them based out of LA unless they're on tour with harry, but that's mainly bc im from california and am more comfortable writing about a setting im familiar with!

i think in the context of their universe, y/n is more familiar/comfortable raising her kids closer to where she grew up. after she reconciles with her parents and feels like she has a support system, their main home is the US, but i think they spend a lot of time in London too.

harry definitely tries to get his kids to emulate his accent, but since y/n spends the most time with them, they take after her. there's an emily blunt interview where she explains that her kids develop accents when they're in London while she's filming and stuff, but that they'll revert back to normal once they leave, and i feel like that's pretty much what happens with the styles kiddos. i would say maybe simone the first few years of her life she might've had an accent because they spent more time in the UK when it was just her, y/n, and harry!

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[writingsandfandoms]

Oh Dad…you was a deep thinker. Pretty sure you passed that down. You don’t do social media so you will never see this but I’m so glad we have learned to grow towards each other. I love you 💙 • • #happyfathersday #throwback #youngdad #the80s #deepthinker #retro #daddyo #backintheday https://www.instagram.com/p/CQXJkLwlF6w/?utm_medium=tumblr

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