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mostlymarvelsstuff · 2 years

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*warning extremely angsty request* I apologize in advance. I am a gremlin who thrives on angst.

Could you write something for WandaNat x reader where instead of Nat, it’s reader and Clint on vormir and r sacrifices herself? And when he gets back, Clint has to tell Nat… and then after they defeat Thanos, Nat has to tell Wanda…

Like honestly just break my heart with it 😭

Authors note: Ask and recive friend. Prepare for angst galore, I hurt myself writing this 💔

Word count: 5549

Warnings: Angst, no happy ending

WandaNat Masterlist Marvel Masterlist Alternate Ending

You're awakened the same way you had been for the past five years, by your surviving girlfriends sobs. Hopefully this would be the last night she suffered like this. You quickly sit up and pull her into you, her shaking arms wrap around you to help ground her.

“It’s ok baby. It was just a nightmare, I’m here” you whisper as she tucks her face into your neck

Ever since the snap and witnessing Wanda disintegrate in your arms the Russian was petrified of losing you too. She had nightmares every night of you also disintegrating, leaving her completely alone. Yelena and Wanda were gone, and after losing his family Clint practically was too. You were all she had left, her lover and her rock. Her heart and mind simply couldn’t handle that fear.

She sniffles and you can feel her warm tears against her shoulder, “I have to relive watching our lyubovʹ(love) get dusted only to watch the same happen to you. Over and over again.”

“I know. They always feel so terribly real.”

Her brows furrow as she looks at you, “You have nightmares about it too?” A stupid question she knows, I mean why wouldn’t you. You’d seen the same events she had, you were the one holding Wanda. But in all these years you’d never said anything to her about them so stupidly she assumed that you were spared the heartbreak and fear.

You nod, “I do”

Her brows furrowed further, “Why did you never tell me detka(baby)?”

“Mine aren’t as bad as yours” you shug not wanting to admit to how your survivors guilt usually had your friends and lovers dead bodies blaming you and you were worried that she would agree, “They aren’t as frequent”

“That doesn't mean they don’t matter. You're struggling too, you should have told me so I could help you. Be there for you, like you are for me.”

“I didn’t want to add to your worries or stress.” you explain, “You mourn for Yelena and Wanda, you lead the remaining Avengers, you have nightmares every night, you look for hope everyday. I couldn’t add to that.”

She shakes her head, “I'm your girlfriend, I’m supposed to take care of you. I’m supposed to help you through things. Please don’t hide from me.”

You sigh, “You're right, I should have said something. I’m sorry.”

Her eyes search yours, “It’s ok detka(baby). Just no more secrets ok? Isn’t that what you told me when we first got together.”

You smile at the memory. Sometimes, with everything that's happened it felt like decades ago instead of only eight years. Then your heart sinks, and your expression matches your grief. How had the two of you only had Wanda for a mere three years. It wasn’t fair.

“Y/n?” Nat cautiously calls, obviously sensing the change in the atmosphere

“I miss her” you answer, tears dripping down your face

“I do too. So much.” She releases a shaky sigh, “But thanks to Scott and Tony today things might change”

You nod, “I hope so.”

She snuggles into your hold once more, “We’ll get her back. We just have to”

Hours later the team had assembled and the time had finally come. You were all going to get the stones back, and the ones you’d all lost. Time to reverse the snap. Time to bring everyone back.

Natasha walked beside you, hand in yours as you and all the other heroes approached the large pad in the center of the room. She sent you a loving glance and a smile as Steve went over everyone's roles one last time. She was to accompany Rhodey and Nebula to Morag in 2014, while you and Clint were to go to Vormir in 2014. While you were each excited to see space neither of you could deny the lump of anxiety and worry for the other you each had in your chests.

She gives your hand a squeeze once Steve finishes talking, urging you to turn to her. Her eyes search yours as she cups your face, you give her a smile as you lean into her touch and bring your arms around her waist. Your lips meet hers in a gentle kiss, her forehead rests against yours once she pulls away.

“Be careful detka(baby), please.” she pleads

“I will be, Clints got my back.” you reply, glancing over at him to see him giving you two thumbs up, “We’re getting them back Tasha. We’re getting her back. I promise, whatever it takes.”

She nods before pulling you in for another kiss. This one fueled with more emotion than the last, “Whatever it takes. I love you so much”

“I love you too baby.” You reply, hearing the machine begin to power up, “I’ll see you in a minute”

The trek up the mountain was harder than you and Clint had anticipated, but finally you had reached the top. You had expected to be alone, however that was not the case.

“Welcome” You both turn, weapons drawn to face the creature who spoke, “Y/n, daughter of Edith. Clint, son of Edith” Your brother spares you a glance “You can consider me a guide. To you and to all who seek the soul stone”

“Oh good.” you reply, “Tell us where it is and we’ll be on our way”

You follow as he leads you to the cliffs edge not far from where you previously stood “What you seek lies in front of you. In order to take the stone you must lose that which you love. An everlasting exchange. A soul, for a soul.”

The two of you ponder over his words, both pacing as you stare at the cliff. You understood him. You knew one of you must die to get the stone, afterall Thanos came here with his daughter and left alone. And now it appeared Clint would be doing the same.

You wanted nothing more than to return to Natasha. To hold her in your arms, tell her how everything would be ok and bring Wanda back. But you couldn't do that at the expense of your brother. His wife and children needed him, you couldn’t do that to his family. Natasha and Wanda needed him too, he was their best friend and mentor. You couldn’t do that to so many people.

You stop your pacing, and his by grabbing onto his hand. He quickly turns to you and can read your face like a book, “No. Don’t you dare say it”

“Clint” you sigh, “Thanos left without his daughter. A soul for a soul. It’s the only way”

“You don’t know that! There has to be other options, other ways!” he shouts

You shake your head, “There isn’t”

“Why not?! Because the floating shadow said so!?” he counters, “We don’t even know if we can trust him!”

“Why would he lie?” you question, “He's the keeper of the stone. He has nothing to gain by withholding anything from us”

Your brother's brows furrow as he looks away into the distance of space. He's quiet for a few minutes trying to come to terms with the whole idea.

“If we don’t do this, billions of people stay dead. Laura, Cooper, Lila, Nathaniel and Wanda among them”

Finally he looks back at you with tears in his eyes and nods before pulling you into a bone crushing hug, “Tell Laura I’m sorry. And make sure the kids don’t hear about what I've done.” he asks, “And tell them I love them”

You shake your head, “You’ll tell them yourself”

His answer comes in the form of a gasp as your knee meets his gut, knocking the wind from him. You desperately run for the edge, glimpses of your two beloved redheads flash through your mind as you go, and you can’t help but smile. This was for her, for Wanda.

The sound footsteps bring you out of your thoughts and you tumble across the cold stone with your brother. He manages to pin you down, looking at you like you’d lost your mind.

“Let me do this!” you shout, sitting up on your elbows

He sighs, his gaze softening as he looks at you, “I can’t do that. I can’t. You're the only family I have left and I’ll be damned if I’m about to watch you die.”

Before you can say anything he's pushing you down again before he's sprinting off. You know he’ll jump before you reach him so you ready the grapple Natasha had given you for the mission, she had wanted you to be prepared and have anything you might need.

You sprint after him, aiming the device. He turns before jumping to see you catching up and quickly jumps. His victory is short lived, you collide with him mid air and attach the grapple to him. He barely manages to grab onto your arm.

“Son of a bitch” you mutter, looking up to meet his gaze, “Let me go!”

“No!” he shouts, “What about Natasha!?”

Your eyes shut tightly as you think about your girlfriend. Her warm embrace and kind heart. Her fiery hair with the blonde ends and her deep green eyes. Her soft skin and her plump lips. Her radiant smile and her lovable laugh.

“She needs you Y/n! She's already lost so much, losing you would kill her! You can’t leave her alone!”

You open your eyes again, “She won’t be alone. She’ll have Yelena and Wanda and you back.”

“She needs you!” he counters, “She loves you for godsake! You're just as important to her, don’t you know that!?”

“Of course I know that!” you fire back, “But we all agreed to do whatever it takes and I promised her we would get Wanda back so if this is the only way- ”

“It’s not the only way! Let me do this instead” he begs, reaching his other arm out or you

“I can’t do that. I let Thanos get past me to Wanda and Vision, this is my fault and I’m going to make it right.”

“It's not your fault. Everyone needed to do better, we were all to blame.” he replies, “I've done terrible things since I lost my family, if anyone deserves to die for humanity it’s me.”

You give him a sad smile, “Your children need you Clint. So does Laura. My girls will need you too.” You pause to collect yourself. A few tears escape down your face as the realization of you never getting to see your beautiful Wanda again sinks in, “Promise me you’ll take care of them. Promise me you’ll tell them I love them.”

He shakes his head his other hand mere centimeters away from yours, “Please don’t do this”

“I have to. I love you big brother. Tell my girls they meant the world to me” you push off the cliff with all your strength, smiling to yourself as your arm frees itself from his grasp. Your brother's shouts are drowned out by your memories, Wanda and Natasha voices coming through clear as day before you hit the rocks with a sickening thud.

When Clint awakes in a pool of water he frantically looks around for you, his baby sister. He's hoping and praying it was all a dream or hallucination. That the image of your body lying so many feet below in a pool of red was some cosmic joke. But deep down he knows it isn’t. He knows you're really gone. The weight in his hand confirms this when he opens his grasp to see the soul stone. He angrily shouts as he punches the water. Tears roll down his cheeks. Truthfully he doesn't know how he's meant to face Natasha now, without you. But he returns to his timeline nonetheless.

The heroes look around at each other sharing large smiles at their success, until Nats eyes fall on her best friend. He's soaked to the bone, a look of despair on his face and now she sees that you're not beside him.

“Clint, where's Y/n?” she asks, barely above a whisper. Deep down she knows the answer, but her heart can’t bare to accept it

His tear filled eyes meet her concerned ones, “I’m sorry Nat” he chokes out

She shakes her head as her feet carry her to him, “Where's Y/n!? Where is she!?”

“She's gone, Nat. She sacrificed herself for the stone.”

Natashas world stops for a moment as her brain attempts to process his words. To help her realize the truth Clint brings his hand to eye level and opens it to reveal the stone.

“A sacrifice was needed for it. She wouldn’t let me- ” His explanation is cut off by a scream. A primal one full of loss and sorrow.

“No!! No!!” she shouts before shoving Clint, “You were supposed to keep her safe! You were supposed to bring her back to me!!”

Steve quickly walks closer, ready to intervene is necessary. But Clints gaze keeps him at bay for now. “I tried Natasha. I tried so hard but she…she was determined to do whatever it took to keep her promise of bringing Wanda back”

“No. I didn’t mean….” she says as she furiously shakes her head. Clint attempts to hug her, to show her it wasn’t her fault that you had taken those words to heart and that you knew she wouldn’t trade you for Wanda. Your survivor's guilt had simply been too much to bear, but she resists his embrace and pounds her fists against his chest.

“I trusted you!!” she screams at him, “You took my heart with you and you returned without it!!” Her tears blurr her vision as sobs shake her and in her grief she doesn't realize she's implying she wishes her best friend had died instead of you.

Her knees give out and Steve manages to catch her before she hits the ground, “My Y/n, my detka(baby), please! She can’t be gone! She can’t leave me!!”

“I’m so sorry Natasha” the soldier replies holding her as she sobs

Clint's guilty face comes into her view once more, “I'm so sorry. If I only could switch places with her I would. She…She said she loves you. You were her world. Wanda too”

A cry rips through her so hard that even Steve shakes, “I didn’t mean for her to trade herself for anyone! This isn’t what I wanted!!”

“It’s not your fault.” Steve tries to reassure her, looking to the archer for help

Clint nods, “She knew that's not what you meant, believe me I made sure of it. But she blamed herself for not stopping Thanos, for letting him reach Wanda and Vision. To her, this was how she could fix things.”

“Who’s going to fix me?!” the Russian shouts back, angry at you for leaving her. She fully collapses in Steve's embrace and Tony finally makes his way over. He lets his hand run through her hair in a comforting manner he has seen you do hundreds of times.

He doesn't want to ask this next question but he knows he has to, “Where is she- her body?”

Natashas body freezes. In her panic she hadn’t even thought to ask that. Why wasn’t your body at least brought back to her? Why did he leave you there

Clint shakes his head, “Gone. Like she was never there”

Natashas heart clenches. You were her everything these past five years and her loving girlfriend of eight years, but now just like Wanda, she had nothing of you. Her nightmares became a reality, and she would trade anything to be back in bed with you.

“I want my Y/n, please I want her back. Someone bring her back!” she pleads to the universe rather than the people that surround her. No one knows what to say, or if there is anything that could comfort her.

Thor breaks the short lived silence, “Why are we putting Natasha through this?” he questions, making everyone look at him, “We have the stones, we have all of them. So why can’t we use them to bring Y/n back?”

Clint shakes his head, “That's not how it works. The deal was a soul for a soul.”

“When I said whatever it takes I didn’t mean this.” Steve says feeling guilty, “We don’t trade lives, that's not what we do”

“Not even one for billions?” Tony questions, making the Russian glare at him, “I’m sorry Nat. I’m just being realistic. If losing one brings everyone back then I think the trade was worth it”

“But we don’t even know if this will work. Her sacrifice could be for nothing.” Bruce decided to add in

“Stop! Just stop!” Natasha begs as she pushes herself to stand, "I just lost the other half of my heart, the only half I had left…so don't fucking argue about her death being worth something!! Don't you dare!"

The room goes silent as Bruce, Tony and Steve refuse to meet her gaze. Clint still holds the stone in his hand, afraid to let go of something that tethered your presence to this world.

"I have nothing now. No little sister and no girlfriends, so if this doesn't work….you can consider me one of the casualties." She chokes out before quickly leaving the room

As soon as she's gone Clint's legs give out. He hits the ground with a sob as he continues to clutch the stone. The memories of the event play over and over in his mind….how could he have let you slip through his fingers. Steve crouches next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder so he knows he's not alone.

"It wasn't your fault either"

"Like hell it wasn't!" He shouts through tears, "She was my little sister! I was supposed to keep her safe! But instead I watched her die!"

The Captain sighs, "It was an impossible choice. One that shouldn't have had to be made….I'm so sorry"

Somehow, despite being blinded by tears, Natasha had made it back to your shared bedroom. She hesitates at the door, not quite ready to let your absence sink in. It had been so hard for you and her to come back to this room after Wanda died, how was she supposed to face that grief a second time? How was she supposed to face it all alone?

Finally she forces her shaking hand to open the door and she rushes inside to collapse on the bed. She cries as she takes in how empty the king sized mattress now feels without anyone to hold her. She grabs at your pillow, pulling it in against her chest. The smell of you surrounds her then, like it would if she had been curled into your chest. And for a brief second it's almost like you're there with her like you were this morning, talking about Wanda. She had a chance at coming back, even if it was a long shot the chance was there. You didn’t have that however. You were gone. Grief hits full force then and she screams into the pillow.

You were never going to hold her again. Never going to calm her after a nightmare and sing her back to sleep. She would never hear you laugh, hold your hand or feel your lips ever again. Never again would she see you looking at her with a tender gaze, nor would she hear you tell her how much you loved her. And if Wanda came back, you wouldn't be there to greet her. What was she supposed to tell her?

She screams into her pillow, struggling to breathe as her chest heaves due to her hyperventilating. Her hold on your pillow tightens, the fabric of the pillowcase threatening to rip under her intense grip. She more than likely would have continued to spiral like this, had her phone not began to ring, American Pie filling the silent room.

“Natasha” the familiar voice calls out, “Sestra(sister), are you there?”

“Yelena?” she asks, a mix between a sob and a whisper

“What's wrong, what's happened?” she asks, hearing the brokenness in her tone

Tears fill the redhead's eyes as she realizes what this means. If Yelena was back that meant everyone else had come back as well. That meant your sacrifice had achieved something. That meant…Wanda.

“I uh, it's too much to explain over the phione. Can you meet me at the compound as soon as possible?”

“Of course. I’ll pack my bags and fly out at once.” she replies

Suddenly Natasha can feel the ground beneath her begin to shake and an explosion sounds, “Actually, make the flight for tomorrow. I gotta go deal with some things”

“Yeah, ok. Go kick ass, I’ll be there.”

“YA tebya lyublyu(I love you)” she rushes to say, not wanting to go another second without her little sister knowing that

Yelena pauses for a moment, not used to having her older sister be so open with such things, “YA tozhe tebya lyublyu(I love you too)”

As soon as the phone hangs up Natasha is bolting out of her room and through the compound. Not only to find the others to tell them what they did worked, but to also figure out what was causing everything to shake.

She doesn't need to wait long to receive her answer, as she looks out the large windows she sees an all too familiar ship in the distance. And there, approaching the compound in his armor and holding his blade is her worst nightmare.

“No, that's not possible. He can’t be here. He died.” she mutters to herself as fear fills her. She can’t lose Yelena and Wanda again. Not after just getting them back, losing you in the process.

“Natasha!” Steve yells, gaining her attention and she knows she's needed for battle. He can’t win again.

Dust and rubble settle around her as she looks around the battlefield, and if she's being honest things don’t look good. Tears build in her eyes as fear of losing a second time washes over her. She lost you, and it might not even have been worth it.

Steve stands, tightening his broken shield on his injured arm with a grunt. She quickly joins him, standing by his side as she reloads her guns. She's ready to die by his side if it manages to stop him and let Wanda and Yelena live, besides that wouldn't be terrible would it? Because at least then she could be with you once more.

They're about to charge The Mad Titan, but a small crackle in their comms makes them freeze. They stop moving and remain unearthly quiet as they focus on the sounds, trying to decipher if what they just heard was true.

“On your left” Sams voice tells them

They both watch in awe as multiple portals open behind them. Warriors of Wakanda, the Asgardians, sorcerers, and all of their teammates that had once been lost now pour through them. They both smile as a few tears fall from the Russians eyes, then their attention falls back on their enemy.

“Avengers!” Steve shouts out

“Assemble!” Natasha finishes

The battle commences and Natashas sole focus is on keeping the enemy from gaining any ground and grabbing the stones until a wave of red magic catches her attention in the distance.

She runs towards the area, heart in her throat as she prepares to see her girlfriend for the first time in five years. Any alien that gets in her way meets a quick demise, she won’t let anyone get between them. And when she finally finds her, seeing her there in her red jacket, her heart almost stops.

“W-wanda” she whispers, almost afraid to say her name out loud

The other redhead feels a familiar presence and spins around, “Tasha!”

The Russian stumbles, nearly falling to her knees as she runs into the arms of the other woman, “You're back. You're really here.”

“I’m here malysh(baby), I’m home.. Wong told us how long we’ve been gone….I’m so sorry. I can’t imagine what you and Y/n have been through.” Wanda takes a moment to look around for you, thinking you’d be right behind Natasha to greet her, “Where's Y/n?”

She shakes her head, tears cascading down her cheeks as she lets out a sob, “She….she's gone Wans”

Natasha looks at her, thinking loudly about what happened letting her see everything. Wanda sees the conversation Nat shared with you that morning in bed, she sees the speech Steve gives and then the conversation Nat shares with you before the time heist. And then she sees Natasha witness Clints return. She sees, hears and feels how Natasha handles the news that your broken brother relays to her. She hears how the other heroes comment on your sacrifice. She can’t bear to see more.

“No!” she shouts, clutching at the strong arms that hold her as tears stream down her face, “Not our lyubov'(love)! Not Y/n, please!”

Natasha holds her closer, letting Wanda fall apart in her embrace for a brief moment. Until the sound of the battle around them brings them back to reality. She hears the purple man bark some orders and her expression hardens. She pulls back from Natasha, scanning the surrounding area for the monster responsible for all of the pain and suffering Natasha and you had gone through over five years. The monster responsible for taking you from them. She's going to make him pay.

Her eyes begin to glow red, swirls of her magic building around her arms and legs as a growl takes over her features. Before Natasha can say anything the witch is gone, flying in the direction of the so-called conqueror. The Russian quickly runs in that direction. She knows she probably isn't much help in a fight against someone like him but there was no way she was going to let Wanda fight him alone. She couldn’t risk losing her again.

Wanda lands in front of him, dust and a mist of her magic forming a cloud around her. She eyes him angrily, full of hate and rage. He eyes her curiously, not seeing her for the threat she is. Natasha manages to catch up in time to see red energy swirling in her girlfriend's hands as Thanos smirks at her.

“You took her from me. From us.” she venomously tells him, her accent heavy in her anger

He scoffs, “I don’t even know who you are.”

“You will.”

He charges her, wildly swinging his blade at her, but she uses her magic to block every hit. He takes a few steps back, bringing his blade up and over his head before swinging it down towards her. She stops it with her magic, holding it there as he struggles to gain control of his weapon. Before he can even blink she's snapping his blade in half and sending him flying backwards. He quickly stands only to be engulfed by red tendrils of magic that hoist him into the air.

Natasha watches in awe of her girlfriends sheer power as she begins to crush the armor Thanos currently wears. Sounds of it crunching and him grunting in discomfort are all the two women currently hear, the rest of the battle is simply background noise as they relish in his suffering. The Sokovian shouts as she lets her powers ramp up and to his horror his own armor begins to squeeze the life from him. He can feel how it tightens around his chest and neck and fear overcomes his features as he realizes how strong she truly is. He opens his mouth, ready to call his troops to action, but he doesn’t get the chance to do so. In one swift movement of her hands, his armor folds in and crushes his ribcage with a sickening crunch. When she's sure all life has left him she lets her powers fade and his body hits the ground with a thud.

The battle around them slows as the children of Thanos attempt to regain their berings after witnessing what they thought to be impossible. The Mad Titan lies dead, defeated by mere humans. Humans who still have the six Infinity Stones.

“Get the stones! We make them pay for this!” the woman shouts

The heroes frantically look around to see which of them has the gauntlet only to find it in the possession of their resident genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. His gaze lands on Natasha and her eyes widen as she recognizes the look of sheer determination on his face. She watches in horror as he begins to remove the stones.

“Tony! Don’t!” she shouts, making everyone else's attention go to the man as well

He smiles at her, “One for billions Romanoff. It’s worth it.”

“Tony!” Steve shouts as he rushes towards his friend. But it's too late. The stones attach themselves to his armor, forming a new gauntlet and as he looks at the faces of his friends that surround him, he snaps.

The army around them turns to dust as Tony collapses onto the ground. Pepper, Rhodey and Peter are the first to surround him, but they're quickly joined by Steve, Natasha and Wanda.Everyone manages to get their goodbyes in to the beloved men before he passes and the rest of the heroes honor his sacrifice by kneeling in silence.

Nearly two weeks after Tony's funeral, three women find themselves in a cemetery in Ohio. They gather under a tree with pink blossoms, around a newer headstone. It reads: Y/n Barton. Sister, girlfriend, Avenger.

At its base rests a small plush hawk with a picture of you and Clint, a bouquet of flowers beside it indicates he was here recently to see you. He likely hadn’t wanted to stay long, not wanting to risk facing Natasha and the guilt about his failure to save you, or risking Wanda seeing his thoughts which have been of your death on replay.

Yelena lights a small candle for you before brushing a few stray leaves off the picture of you and your two girlfriends. When she's satisfied she places her hand on the stone before standing and walking over to where her dog Fanny waits by her truck. She knows the other two women will need a moment.

Natasha moves off to the side and rests her forehead against your cold stone. Tears fall down her face as she lets her fingers trace the carving of your name. All she can think of is your face. How you had smiled at her that day, for the last time. How you had kissed her so softly yet fiercely. How your hand felt in hers before you said your goodbyes.

Wanda sniffles as she places a small plush bear next to the photo of the three of you. Its fur was the same color as your hair and it was holding a heart that was your favorite color. She knew you had to have it….you would have loved it.

“Why?” Natasha croaks out, “Why did it have to be you, detka(baby)?”

“You should be here with us. We miss you so much lyubov'(love)." Wanda adds as tears roll down her cheeks

Fanny watches over the two women, whining when she knows they’re upset and Yelena looks down at her dog, “I know. I don’t like seeing them so sad either. But without Y/n, I don’t think they'll ever be the same.” The dog looks at her, tilting her head as if asking a question, “You would have liked her.”

A few minutes go by and the two redheads know it's time they go. They like visiting you, well, your headstone. But they know it isn’t healthy for them to stay too long here, dwelling in their sadness.

“I love you” Natasha mumbles, her forehead still against the stone, “I love you so much. I don’t know if I told you that enough these past five years, but I really hope you knew. I’m so sorry I didn’t realize you were suffering with so much guilt. I should have taken better care of you, should have been there for you. I’m so sorry”

Wanda brings her forehead to the stone then too, “She knew Tasha, and this wasn’t your fault. You were both suffering and you both did the best you could”

“Well my best wasn’t enough was it! She left us!” she shouts, overwhelmed with guilt of her own, “She left us Wans.”

“Oh Natty, this wasn’t your fault my love” Wanda says, quickly wrapping her up in a tight embrace, “This wasn’t your fault”

“Why did she leave us Wan?” the Russian asks, sounding more broken than ever

“She…she wanted to bring me back, and she thought that was the only way to do it.”

Natasha shakes her head, “There had to be another way. Because having one of you without the other, it's not right. It's not how it's supposed to be.”

“I know, baby. I know.” Wanda agrees, running a hand through her girlfriends hair

“This isn’t how it’s supposed to be.”

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justmeinadaze · 1 year

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A Virtual Romance Part 2 (Steve X Reader)

Warnings: No smut in this one. Plenty of feels and some angst. Light touching with a dash of dirty talk.

Word count: 2538

STEVE

Can I ask you a question?

And be honest with me!

Always.

Are YOU going to hide your identity tomorrow night?

Steve starred at the message on his phone from his seat across from his father’s empty desk. To be honest, he wasn’t sure. There was a cocky side of him that thought ‘what girl wouldn’t want to be with Steve Harrington?’ but you weren’t like all the other girls. You were different. He knew that from the moment you stood up for that girl in the school chatroom.

You weren’t afraid to tell popular kids like himself to shut the fuck up. You both HAD had conversations in the past though were you mentioned you had interactions with these kids that weren’t favorable. Had Tommy and Carol bullied you? Had he chuckled along with them at you to save face? What if you hated the person he had always pretended to be?

He never wanted to pretend with you but he was always terrified of losing you if you found out who he was. After Monday night though, he strongly wanted to take that risk.

What would make you comfortable?

That’s not what I asked, Stealthy.

“Steven! Thank you for coming by after school. I’m so sorry to keep you waiting.” Steve’s father patted him on the back before taking the seat across from his son.

“Yeah, no problem. I’ve only been waiting an hour.”

“You know how it is around here, kid.” Steve makes a small hm sound as his dad flashes him a frustrated look. “Steven, I called you down here because we need to talk about your future. Your senior year is almost over—”

“The first semester isn’t even over yet.”, he interrupted.

“AND I WOULD HOPE,” his father raised his voice, “that you have already applied to colleges and are preparing to be a strong independent adult. Of course, after you graduate, you have a job waiting for you here. You can intern while at school and then I can hire you full time once you have your degree.”

“Oh, I see. You brought me down here to talk about your future for me. Not my own.”

Mr. Harrington pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance as the intercom in his office beeps.

“Sir, you have a call on line one. It’s Mr. Way.”

“Steven, this is a very important client I have to talk to. We’ll finish this conversation later.”

Steve angrily rises from his chair and leave his dad’s office, completely forgetting to message you back.

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YOU

Shit. Maybe I pushed him too hard. Should I send him another message or just wait for him to answer my question…?

You looked at your watch. Usually, he was online by now and he hadn’t replied back to your last message. You starred at the blank word document in front of you, attempting to work on your report for History but your mind couldn’t focus.

You minimized the screen and went looking through the school chatrooms. He wasn’t online and he wasn’t talking to anyone. Your leg jumped anxiously as you watched the conversations unfold in the group room. Everyone was talking about the school dance and how they thought it would be.

ComplicatedQueen84: I bet the music is going to suck!

Bandgeek1234: Oh of course! You think Principal Higgins knows good music? Lol

MadeULOOk: Who’s going to be crowned King and Queen?!

CurlyCarol85: Tommy and Me. Duh!

Sk8terboiHigh: Oh yeah? What about Harrington?!

TommyLoveshisGirl: He can’t be king if he isn’t bringing a date.

ComplicatedQueen84: WHAT?! Harrington is going stag?? I nominate myself has his queen ;P.

StealthyNinja02 is online.

StealthyNinja02: Hey

StealthyNinja02: I’m sorry I didn’t answer you earlier.

StealthyNinja02: I was talking to my dad and lets just say it didn’t go well.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: I’m sorry. Is everything ok? Do you want to talk about it?

StealthyNinja02: My dad has this plan for me and its basically being him. I don’t want that.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: You should tell him. Tell him you want to be your own man and follow your own dreams.

StealthyNinja02: Ouyay, I don’t even know what those dreams are. All I know is I don’t want to be him.

StealthyNinja02: Do you get along with your parents?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: For the most part, yeah. My stepmom can be a bit of a hardass but my dad is cool.

StealthyNinja02: What about your mom?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: She left when I was really little.

StealthyNinja02: Shit, honey. I’m sorry.

StealthyNinja02: I

StealthyNinja02: I was thinking of going to the dance without a disguise. I feel like you should see me for who I am. Honestly, I’m tired of hiding.

StealthyNinja02: I do it with my dad, kids at school, my friends. I don’t want to hide from you.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: I don’t know if I can do the same. I’m sorry. I feel like such an asshole.

StealthyNinja02: Lol if there is one thing you are not it’s an asshole.

StealthyNinja02: I understand. Like I said… I just need to see you in front of me. Hear your voice. I need to touch you and know you’re real.

You & Steve

You walked up to the gym holding your dress with your hands. The glitter shimmered as your hips moved. You traced your fingers along with the mask over your eyes making sure it was in place as you entered through the double doors.

Steve was already there looking around nervously as Tommy and Carol blathered on about how stupid this dance already was. He went with the cliché Prince Charming costume and true to his word left his face uncovered. Suddenly a beautiful figure got his eye.

You sighed anxiously as you wondered to the middle of the makeshift dance floor. Fiddling with your hands, you reached up to play with your hair but there was nothing to grab since you pulled it into a tight Cinderella style bun.

“Ouyay?”

You slowly turned around on your heels coming face to face with the amber eyes of your online crush.

“Steve Harrington? You’re StealthyNinja02?”

“I am. Wow, you are gorgeous.”, he breathed shakily as his eyes scanned over you.

“This…this was a mistake.” You start to walk away as he reaches for your arm.

“Please, don’t go. Give me a chance. I wasn’t lying when I said I didn’t want to hide anymore. Give me a chance to show you who I am.”

You searched his hopeful expression, finally nodding. He big smile stretched across his face. “Great! Do you want to go somewhere else so we can talk?”

“What about the dance? Shouldn’t you be ‘seen’ or something?”

“Ouyay, I don’t give a fuck about this dance. I just want to focus on you.” That made you genuinely smile and the vision of it made Steve’s own grin grow as he walked with you out of Gym and down the empty hallways of the school. “Is there another name I can call you? Beside Ouyay.”

You shake your head. “Ouyay is still fine.”

He nods. “Where did that screenname come from anyway?”

“It’s pig latin. Ouyay areyay umbday. You. Are. Dumb.”, you giggle at your own cleverness as Steve smiles.

“So I’ve been calling you ‘You’ all this time?”

“Technically yes.”, you laugh harder.

“God damn, your laugh is beautiful. I always imagined what it would sound like but it doesn’t compare to the real thing.” You blush as you look away from him. “Have, um, have I met you before?”

“A couple of times.”

“Was I an asshole?”

“No, Steve Harrington, you were not an asshole. Your friends on the other hand…”, he looks away guiltily. “Why do you hang out with them?”

“I don’t know. Caters to the image, I guess. The image of who I’m supposed to be. King Steve, right?”

“So, you cater to Tommy and Carol, two people you hate and your father, someone you don’t want to become, when do you cater to yourself and be who YOU want to be?”

He stops walking, looking down into your eyes. “When I’m talking to you.”

“Steve… you shouldn’t do it for me. You should be who you want to be for you. The rest will follow.”

“HEY! No students in the hallways!”, a security guard screams at you both.

Steve chuckles as he grabs your hand and you both run in the opposite direction. You tug his palm pulling him into the cafeteria, up the stage near the front and behind the curtain. The two of you freeze, waiting. His body is pressed up against yours as you hide. The smell of his cologne makes your brain go fuzzy as you look up to find that his eyes are looking down at you.

You stare at each other, having a silent conversation as the security guard breathlessly runs into the cafeteria. Steve lips slowly descend to meet yours. Your fingers reach up and tangle in his hair as you pull his head closer to yours.

“Hey guys. Be on the lookout. We have students roaming the halls.”, the guards walkie talkie beeps as he removes his finger from the button.

You turn your head to peak through the tiny crack in the curtain as Steve trails kisses down your cheek to your neck. Reaching down with you hand, you rub against the growing bulge in his pants.

“I don’t think two fingers was enough.”, you whisper.

“Fuck”, he moans as he places his forehead on yours.

The guard starts heading the stage and you quickly take Steve’s arm running back through the hall and outside near the parking lot.

“Whew, this dress was not made for movement.”

He coyly pulls you into his arms. “We can always just take it off.” You bite your lip as you smile. “Please tell me who you are.”

“I can’t.”

“Can’t or won’t?”

“Harrington! There you are! We have been looking everywhere for you.” Tommy pulls on Steve’s arm guiding him back towards the gym.

“Tommy, Jesus. Can I have one second?!” He turns around to grab your hand to bring you back to the dance with him but to his dismay you were already gone.

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YOU

The following Monday everyone was talking about the dance.

“Oh my god. It was so lame.”

“Did you see Steve though? He looked so hot.”

“I know but who was that slut with him?”

“Her dress was gorgeous.”

“Hey, Space cadet.”, Sam snapped her fingers in front of your face. “What’s going on? You’ve been staring at the stage for like five minutes.”

You moved your food around your tray. “I’m sorry. I’m just tired.”

She eyes you skeptically. “You didn’t tell him, did you? Who was Prince Charming anyway?”

“See if you had gone to the dance with me then you would have found out. And no, I didn’t tell him.”

“Y/N…”

“I know. I just…I can’t, ok?”

You phone vibrates but you ignore it. “At least talk to him. Tell him what you’re so afraid of.”

“I’m going to go outside before next period. Get some fresh air.” You quickly get up and head out the door before waiting for an answer.

You let an exasperated sigh as the cool Indiana wind hits your face.

“Are you okay over there?”

You jump at the sound of Steve’s voice. “Yeah, just frustrated.”

“Pfft. I know how you feel.” He flips his phone shut as he leans his head on the wall he’s sitting against.

“May I…ask what you’re frustrated about?”

He chuckles before he realizes your serious. “Oh, um have you not heard the idle gossip? Steve Harrington and some mystery girl?”

“I’m not one for gossip.” You slide down the wall to sit beside him, pushing down the butterflies that flutter at the feeling of being so close to him again. “So, what’s the problem? Mystery girl wasn’t everything you thought she would be?”

“No. God, no. The exact opposite. She was beautiful and sweet and funny… being able to just touch her… It’s hard to explain. Honestly, I think I wasn’t everything she thought I would be.”

“What makes you say that? I mean, who wouldn’t want to be with King Steve Harrington?”

He scoffs at your response. “That’s what they call me. I hate that. I don’t know…she’s not answering my texts and I haven’t heard from her since the dance. I miss her.”

You swallow down the lump that rises in your throat. “I’m sure she misses you to. Probably…just finding her bearings. Give her time.”

“Thank you…”

“Y/N.”

He smiles over at you as he gets up and runs towards his car in the parking lot.

###############

Steve

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18 is online.

StealthyNinja02: Why are you ignoring me?

StealthyNinja02: Is it because you found out who I am?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: No. I just… needed some time to think.

Stealthy Ninja02: Think about what?

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Steve… I can’t do this. I can’t be what you want me to be.

Stealthy Ninja02: Ouyay, I’ve never asked you to be anything but yourself! I

Stealthy Ninja02: Hang on. I bought something today.

Steve reads the back of the box and follows the instructions Bob gave him at the Radio Shack. Suddenly in the corner under his name he saw his room and half of his face. He moved closer to the camera’s lens.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Steve, what are you doing?!

“I have zero technical skills. Can you hear me?”

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: Yes…

“Good. Because I want to actually say this. I want you to really HEAR what I’m saying. I don’t care about the cliques or Tommy and Carol. I don’t care what people say behind my back. I… I don’t want to be that guy anymore. I want to be a better man. I want to be myself. You were right. I keep putting up these appearances for other people who I’m pretty sure hate me any way.”

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: I don’t think your dad hates you.

“Please. Have you met my father?”, he chuckles. “If he doesn’t hate me then he definitely doesn’t like me.”

Steve looks straight into the camera as if he’s looking into your eyes.

“I don’t want hide anymore and you shouldn’t either.”

He watches the screen as the bubble next to your name appears and reappears. After a few minutes you finally respond.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: You talked to me today…

“What did we talk about?”

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: You were right. You weren’t who I thought you would be. I expected someone from the AV club or something like that. When I saw it was you, I thought what everyone else does. King Steve Harrington who can get any girl he wants. But then we talked and you kissed me… I don’t care what people at school think but I do care about how they would treat you and I’d be lying if I said it wouldn’t break my heart if you tried to save face instead of following through with what you are saying right now.

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: For example…

Ouyay_Areyay_umbday18: No one was around when we were talking today but what would you have done if people saw us outside, sitting together, casually talking.

“Y/N?”

Ouyay_areyay_umbday18 is offline.

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modern!mom!Robin x pregnant!reader

if you’d like you can reblog my original work, but please don’t post it without credit. if you take inspiration from my ideas please tag me, I’d like to see how someone else would write it

word count: 15.7k

warnings: ivf, reader is pregnant, reader has morning sickness, reader loses her appetite sometimes, reader passes out, bed rest, labor, birth, breastfeeding, ?

summary: you bring Robin and yours first child into the world

When Robin saw you holding and playing with Steve and Nancy’s baby for the first time, her heart swelled and her ovaries were on fire and she could physically feel the eggs shooting out of her ovaries. She knew biologically that obviously couldn’t work but she wanted nothing more than to have 100 of your babies right then and there.

It shocked her. She’d never felt that before in her life. She’d never really wanted kids before, and she wasn’t upset about the fact that her sexuality prevented her from having any. But now, god did she wish one of you could produce sperm.

Holy shit did her panties get wet when her mind drifted to the thought of you being pregnant. Your egg or hers, that baby would still be hers and just the hypothetical thought of knowing that you wanted to put yourself through that for her made her weak in the knees.

You’d look so beautiful, a little baby bump on you. God, she was dying to see it. But you two had never talked about kids before. Never once had either of you mentioned the idea of trying to have a baby one day, and that was because you both thought that if the other wanted one they’d say something and you’d talk about it.

But every time Robin tried, it was like her throat closed up and she couldn’t breathe. She was so nervous to ask about something like this, this wasn’t like buying a new couch or something, this was having a baby you were gonna be responsible for for the next 18 years.

You two had also watched Nancy go through that whole pregnancy and even visited for a bit when she was in labor, and you certainly didn’t look thrilled. Neither was she, but she didn’t want to have to put you through that if for some reason she couldn’t do it. It looked really painful and uncomfortable, sure the pictures were cute and the bump looked adorable on Nancy and would be 10x cuter on her own wife but she wasn’t sure if it was worth the pain it came with.

But, she’d started secretly and sort of accidentally saved up for the cost of everything for the last 5 months while she was trying to bring this up to you. Thankfully, you had set your life up right before meeting Robin and you were a CEO of *insert company of job here i don’t know high paying jobs ok I’m poor😭😭* and made enough to support you and Robin completely on your own but Robin would never do that to you.

You helped her get a job that definitely paid a little too much for the position but it was benefiting the two of you so you didn’t care. It was perfect for Robin and it gave you a little extra cushion in case something happened to the house or one of the cars.

You had a decent amount of savings racked up already, and these last 5 months Robin had racked up around 4,000 for the cost of getting pregnant through whatever medical procedure you two chose. Yea, that job definitely paid way too much. But Robin was hoping that by showing you how much she managed to save in a few months, that this was possible.

It took a few more days, but she finally worked up the courage to do it. She saw you talking to the neighbors 1 year old who had waddled over to you whilst his mom was getting stuff out of the car. You were getting the mail, when you heard a little babble and looked down.

“Hey, little guy…where’s your mommy, huh?” You asked, looking around and quickly realizing that the neighbor was doing something and was obviously busy. “You know, it’s dangerous to be wandering off like that. Could really scare your mom, and you don’t wanna do that, right?” You said and bent down to his level, smoothing his hair back.

He cooed and you smiled waving at him. A few minutes later his mom looked around and then called his name, obviously panicking. “Hey, hey….sorry, he wandered over here and I noticed you were busy so I just kept an eye on him for a moment” you said, hoping she wouldn’t be upset.

She hugged you and said “thank you, so much. Gosh, ever since he learned how to walk he’s been so curious. I really am gonna lose him one day, I’m gonna have to put him inside first next time” “of course, of course. If you ever need, my wife and I can probably watch him for you. She loves kids, and he seems like a sweet little man” you said and she smiled.

“Thank you for the offer, I might have to take you up on it one day” she said and you both chuckled. You talked a little more and then went back inside and Robin was curled up in a ball on the couch watching T.V.

You thought she was just being Robin, but in reality she was dying inside. She wanted to have a baby with you so freaking badly, she needed it.

She got up and walked over to you in the kitchen, on the opposite side of the little island and said “babe…” “what’s up, beautiful?” You asked and she took a deep breath. She cleared her throat and said “h-how would…what-…I- d-…”

“Robin…what’s wrong? What’s going on, are you okay?” You asked, cupping her cheek and trying to initiate eye contact incase for some reason she was having an anxiety attack or maybe seizure or a stroke or something. You always thought the worst when it came to Robin.

“I’m fine…I just…I really- okay, uhm, I-I really want a baby. Like so freaking bad. I don’t know why, but ever since I saw you with Steve and Nancy’s baby I’ve been going crazy and can’t stop thinking about having a baby with you. I-I don’t care who carries the baby, o-or babies if- i-if that’s what happens cause that can happen. But also it’d be really really really hot and adorable and just…god, you with a baby bump I mean- I-I’m speechless you know, you would look so beautiful with our little baby in there. But I could do it for you if you don’t want to. Nancy was in a lot of pain you know, and that doesn’t exactly look like a whole lot of fun and also she looked like she was in a lot of pain before she started pushing, I can’t even imagine how much it would hurt to push an entire 8 pound baby out. But for you, oh for you I’ll have 100 babies if it makes you happy. I’d be just as happy to carry our baby and grow it and go through all the pain and feel it kick and scream and cry and tear myself in half to push it out for you. And- and I know it can be expensive, but if we save up for a few months together and take some of our savings out we can be like…6 months pregnant by this time next year. Or- or not. We don’t have to, if that’s not what you want. I know babies are a lot of work, I just- I had to get it off my chest, you know…um,” Robin said, you could tell she was nervous as shit, you wanted to giggle at the memory of her being just as rambly on your wedding day.

You stood there in shock for a few moments, sure you’d thought about having kids but you weren’t entirely sure if you wanted them. You were kinda scared to be pregnant if you were being honest, and that was one of the perks of being married to a woman, you’d never have to worry about it.

It was all just so…stressful. The thought of carrying a child, a human inside of you and your body stretching that much to accommodate it, sounds creepy and painful. You hated surgery, and definitely didn’t want a c-section, you didn’t want to be within 100 feet of a scalpel. An epidural is literally terrifying, you were pretty sure Nancy said that when she finally got it she literally couldn’t feel anything, and you really didn’t want to lose feeling in any part of your body and be stuck in a bed for who knows how long. You were a little like Robin in that sense, when you were panicking or really really stressed about something you wanted to move and pace around.

It was all just so much to think about, being pregnant and having a baby is a big deal. But…the way Robins face lit up when she talked about you being pregnant and mentioned you having a little bump. She obviously really wanted this, and it definitely made you want to give her a baby. All the “what if’s” were killing you, but you might just do it but only because it’s her. You’d do anything for her.

When you finally came back from your little la la land of thinking, Robin wasn’t in front of you anymore. You heard small sobs in the bedroom, and panicked. You ran to the bedroom, carefully opening the door so you didn’t startle her and she had crumbled to the floor, knees to her chest as she cried.

“Baby, baby hey, come on, it’s okay. Don’t cry, please sweetheart. Robin, you have to calm down” you said and held her face in your hands, wiping her tears away. She shook her head and said “no- no I- I fucked e-everything up…a-and now you pr-probably hate me-”

“I don’t hate you, Robin. I could never hate you if I tried. Please, sweetheart, I just want you to calm down so we can talk” you said and she let out a shaky breath. She whimpered and you pulled her onto your lap, hugging her tight and trying to calm her down.

“I didn’t mean to scare you…I just…having a baby and being pregnant is really big, you know? It’s scary and also really expensive. I’d do anything for you, Robin. I know this is very important for you, and I’m sure you’ve put a lot of thought into it and you’re ready for it…so I think that yes, w-we can try to have a baby. I’ll carry it, I don’t want you going through that kind of pain. Plus, you have a lot going through that little head all the time and you still work hard to regulate your emotions and the things you say and those pregnancy hormones would really mess up your whole system up there, and I don’t want you to have to buy new maternity clothes that trigger your sensory issues and you’d probably be way more uncomfortable being pregnant than I would and would probably have a heart attack during the labor and I don’t know I just- I don’t think you’ll be happy if you were pregnant. I’d rather do it, I could probably handle it better” you said, trying to say the right things that wouldn’t make her more upset.

“That’s not fair to you….” she mumbled into your neck, sniffling softly. You sighed and said “maybe…but I don’t want to put you through 9 months of hell when I could do it instead. I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, and I know being pregnant would change your body and the way you live in ways you might not be able to handle bub” “But…but what about you…” she asked and you sighed.

It took a week to convince her to let you be the one to have the baby, and then you guys really started saving up for it. You saved up enough to do two rounds, which took a year and a half. Then, you made appointments and everything went into motion.

You and Robin would both be going through the process of retrieving and fertilizing both of your eggs, that way you had plenty and you could keep them if you decide to have more babies in the future. However, you were going to be carrying Robins egg fertilized by whatever donor you chose and if you two decide to have more kids, no matter who carries it, it’ll be your egg. You had already chosen the donor so the eggs were fertilized and implanted and it was time to wait.

You didn’t want to test before the official blood test you would have at the doctor's office, you knew it would only stress you out more. You could tell Robin was getting antsy, she really wanted to know. But for your benefit, she’d wait a century if she had to.

The first attempt failed, and god did it hurt. You and Robin both knew very well that it didn’t always take the very first time, I mean hell this is the first time your body had ever come in contact with a fertilized egg. You just really wished that it would’ve taken the first time, you were really worried you would struggle too much and wouldn’t be able to get pregnant and make your dreams come true.

The second one failed and you wanted to give up, and you almost did. Maybe you weren’t meant to have kids, maybe this was god telling you not to have kids. It felt stupid, but you couldn’t help how you felt. Why couldn’t your body just accept these stupid eggs? It shouldn’t be this hard and this painful.

You gave it another try and the third one took, and you were so so so happy. That time you had to go alone to the doctor because Robin accidentally agreed to go on a work trip for her job and didn’t realize your test was on one of the days she would be gone.

She didn’t want you to tell her over the phone, if it was negative, she wanted to find out in person. By the time she got home, you were still only 5 weeks pregnant, but you knew you couldn’t lie and say it failed again as a part of some sort of surprise, you guys had been waiting for this for way too long.

You set up a camera in the living room facing the front door so you could get her reaction on video to watch till the end of time, and quickly ran back to the bedroom. You were nervous and excited, you couldn’t wait to tell her.

“Babe? I’m home!….Babe!” She said and you came out of the bedroom, the ultrasound picture in your back pocket. You ran over and hugged her, she picked you up and spun you around a little and you giggled, kissing her a few times.

“Are you okay? How did everything go?” She asked, you knew what she was talking about. You bit your lip and pulled the ultrasound picture out and she furrowed her eyebrows. You chuckled and pointed to a little blob on the picture as you said “that….is our baby,”

You both immediately teared up at the words “our baby”. “Oh my god…stop, stop please- are you serious? You’re pregnant?” She asked, tears already spilling down her cheeks. You nodded and said “yea…we did it babe”

“Oh my god” Robin said and hugged you, sobbing into your chest. You whimpered as she buried her head into your neck, placing a gentle kiss to her hair and holding her as she cried. She bent down and kissed your belly, she knew that the baby couldn’t hear or see or even think yet but she was just so happy.

You placed a hand on her head, wiping your tears as she said “hi, baby…mom loves you so much already, you don’t even know” “yea she freaking does” you said and she wrapped her arms around your waist so tight, she was just so happy and excited to finally be having a baby with you.

She talked to the baby every day, and it made you feel so loved. She was attached to you at the hip now, and even though your stomach was still the same as before and you literally weren’t even having symptoms yet, knowing that there was a baby in there made her go crazy.

She was so proud of you, and if you thought she worshiped the ground you walked on before she really did now. You and that baby were her main priority now, she never went more than 3 hours without trying to call you at work to check on you.

You started having morning sickness at 7 weeks, at first it was okay but by your first appointment at 10 weeks you couldn’t keep a meal down. Robin felt so bad, it even made her cry sometimes. She felt like somehow it was her fault, like she shouldn’t have mentioned having a family or you being the pregnant one because now you hated eating and was starting to lose weight because of it.

They gave you medication to help with the morning sickness and vitamins to help support your body and your health during the pregnancy and you got to hear the heartbeat, which made Robin cry like a baby. She filmed the heartbeat playing and even took a few pictures with your belly in the frame, still trying to really process that you’ve got a precious little angel in there.

You smiled as you got your blood work done, seeing her outside waiting for you with a grin on her face, the volume up just high enough that you could tell she was rewatching the recording of Baby Buckley’s heartbeat. (You decided to start calling them that since when you got married you hyphenated your last name with Robins and it also sounded really good. “Baby Buckley”…literally melted your heart every time you said it)

You couldn’t believe she was this happy just to be with you and experience this with you and have this baby with you. You loved that about her. Nothing about your relationship was awkward or questionable, her love for you was so real and so genuine it was overwhelming sometimes.

You started showing a little about a week later, there was a sudden bloat that wouldn't go away which you realized was your bump starting to grow. You didn’t really say anything to Robin, but she noticed anyway.

“Babe…babe, come here!” She said as you were trying to leave for work. You hummed and turned around, waiting for her to say something. She walked over and lifted your shirt up, gasping slightly. It wasn’t that big, and you would only be able to tell you were pregnant if you already knew, but Robin was already crying about it.

“Y/n, look!” She said, placing her hand over your belly, sniffling. You chuckled and said “I know, bub. I noticed it this morning” “why didn’t you say anything?!” She said with a playfully annoyed tone in her voice.

She kissed your tiny bump as you said “it’s not much of a difference, I didn’t even think you’d notice” “that’s our baby, y/n/n. Of course I noticed. Oh, hi baby buckley!” she said and kissed your belly again, murmuring about how much she loves the baby.

You tried to leave for work but she grabbed the Polaroid and had to take a picture, and yes you were late for work, but you just loved seeing Robin so happy. You were so thankful to have her with you through all of this, you honestly don’t know what you’d do without her.

It felt like you grew overnight, because by the time you were 4 months, just barely into the second trimester, you were buying new clothes because your bump had gotten too big. Robin was obsessed with it though, constantly having a hand on your bump and talking to the baby about any and everything.

You barely had to tell the group about the baby, it was pretty obvious by how much more Robin was clinging to you and the fact that you were using the bathroom quite a lot due to morning sickness and the baby sitting right over your freaking bladder. They were super excited though, Steve’s son was way out of that baby stage and was more toddler than baby and they certainly missed when he was all small and bundled up in his swaddle like a little football.

You did have to explain the process, especially to the younger kids. Steve, Nancy, and Eddie sorta had an idea of how it happened, but the younger ones thought sex was the only way to make a baby. They were shocked to find out it was possible for you to be carrying a baby that was biologically Robins, it kinda freaked Eddie out.

As you got bigger, Robin was going crazier. You looked so beautiful, running a hand over your belly absentmindedly as you murmured things to the baby here and there. Not to mention, your boobs had swelled up some already and Robin was drooling anytime you wore a remotely low cut shirt.

She swore to god you were glowing but most days you felt like crap cause the morning sickness still hadn’t gone away and everything was achy and you felt like just a blob of swollen everything. She was so so so excited to meet them, it felt like time had flown so fast yet not fast enough.

Then, you felt kicks. You had just gotten to work and you were already moving a lot this morning, a lot more than usual but you weren’t in too much pain so it was okay. You were in the elevator, having to go all the way to one of the top floors to talk to a coworker.

You felt an odd swoosh or something in your belly and furrowed your eyebrows, placing a hand on your belly. A few moments later you felt it again and then felt what you thought was butterflies. You were so confused, you’d never felt this before.

You kept feeling it that whole time, and when you got back to your office you were starting to get worried. It’s been half an hour, and these flutters and swooshes hadn’t stopped for more than five minutes at a time. You sighed and called Nancy, chewing on your lip nervously.

You explained the situation to her, and she screamed with happiness. Your eyes widened and you said “what- what is it? Nancy, seriously I’m getting worried. What if somethings wrong with the baby?” “No, no oh my god no it’s kicking! Your baby is kicking!” She said and you gasped, looking down at your bump.

“What? No, I’m barely 5 months! The doctor said I wouldn’t feel them till 6 most likely” you said and Nancy scoffed over the phone. She sighed and said “that’s total bullshit, I felt them at 4. Everyone’s different, and almost all of the moms at daycare felt them early on too. 6 months my ass”

“Oh…fuck, time is flying” you said, tears filling your eyes as you felt those soft little kicks again. Nancy chuckled and said “I know, I know. You get pregnant and you can never blink or you’ll be at your kids high school graduation”

You talked a bit more, cried a little and then got back to work. They started kicking again after you ate lunch. It made you chuckle, it felt so weird yet incredible to know your little one was growing and getting bigger and stronger.

You then began to cry again, because Robin didn’t get to feel the first kicks. She’s been waiting for them since before you even got pregnant, it was gonna break her heart. You let out a shaky breath, rubbing your bump as the baby kicked some more.

When you got home, you burst into tears as soon as you saw Robin. She immediately ran to you, hugging you and trying to calm you down. You whimpered and cried into her neck, mumbling about what had happened but she couldn’t understand.

“Babygirl, you have to calm down and tell me what happened or I can’t help” she said, rubbing your back. You rested your head on her chest, sobs still racking your body as you took deep breaths with her. You didn’t wanna tell her, but you knew she wasn’t gonna let you not tell her what had caused you to cry this hard.

“I-I uhm…oh god, I c-can’t” you said and she kissed your head and continued to soothe you, she’d stand her all day if she had to. You felt so bad, like somehow this is your fault. You felt a kick and nearly fell to the ground, you couldn’t stop your crying and that only made it worse.

“Babe, babe…hey okay come on let’s sit, come on…you gotta breathe y/n, please. Deep breaths, come on. I can only help you if you calm down and talk to me” she said, wiping your tears away as you sat on her lap, sobs still racking your body.

“I…I- fuck…you’re gonna h-hate me” you said and she shook her head. She smoothed your hair back and said “no, no I could never hate you…no matter what, baby, I’ll always love you. You could never do anything to make me hate you”

You let out a shaky breath, resting your head in the crook of your neck. She took off your blazer and your shoes, letting you relax a little. “I-I- I felt th-the baby kick for the first t-time today…” you finally said and she gasped, sitting up straighter.

“What?! Baby, that’s so good! That’s amazing, why are you so sad?” She asked and you whimpered. A sob slipped out before you said “b- be-because you didn’t get t-to feel the first k- kic-kicks”

“Baby, hey it’s okay…of course I would’ve loved to feel their first kicks but I understand that they were gonna start kicking whenever they wanted. I was never guaranteed to feel those first kicks, I know that. I’m not gonna hate you, it’s not even your fault. And I don’t hate the baby either, I’ll probably get to feel thousands of other kicks before our little baby Buckley gets here” Robin said and you whimpered.

You kept crying most of the night, you just felt so bad that she missed it. Eventually she realized there was no soothing you completely so she just laid with you, poking your belly to make the baby kick. She was never gonna get used to that.

You later found out it was a girl and you were so happy, you wanted a little mini Robin more than anything. You had so many weird cravings, but Robin almost never made you feel bad for them. Even the especially gross ones.

Orange’s and ranch nearly made her barf. But you looked so happy she couldn’t bring herself to say anything. You also couldn’t stop eating ramen, holy shit you’d do anything for ramen most days. You craved McDonalds a lot, especially the fries. You’d even woken her up at 2 in the morning for it one time.

You woke up starving, and whilst looking for food you noticed the McDonald’s wrapper in the trash from a few days ago and instantly you were 10x hungrier. The baby seemed to be too, she was kicking quite a bit.

You were near the end of your 6th month of pregnancy, which meant the baby was getting even bigger and you were starving 24/7. It’s like everything you ate was only for the baby.

“Babe…Robin…” you said and she gasped, trying to sit up. She cleared her throat and said “wha- what’s wrong? Are you okay, is she okay?” “Yea, yea we’re fine, baby, sorry…uhm…I’m just- I-I’m really hungry and I was wondering if you could take me to McDonald’s” you said and she chuckled.

She rolled over and kissed your bump, caressing it softly. “Yea, babe I can take you to McDonald’s” she said, her voice all raspy and sleepy which made you wish you still had the energy to have sex with her.

She washed her face a little and slipped some shoes on and you were out the door, her hand on your belly as she drove you to McDonalds. She bought you nuggets, fries, and a milkshake even though you said you didn’t need all of it. She had to make sure her girls were fed.

She also had to see the smile on your face as you took your first few bites of the fries, closing your eyes and smiling. You both chuckled and you placed a hand on your bump as you said “she’s kicking like crazy, oh my god” “really?” She asked and you nodded. She placed a hand on your stomach and smiled, the baby kicking up a storm underneath her hand.

“Oh my goodness sweetgirl…calm down before you hurt mommy” she said and you chuckled, taking a sip of your milkshake. You loved when Robin talked to the baby. It made you fall in love with her so much more, you didn’t know how much your heart could handle

You felt like you never stopped growing, constantly needing new clothes. Now that you were pretty much in the third trimester you were really starting to feel the pain. In your hips, your back, your feet, even your stomach sometimes just from how much it had grown in such a short period of time. The baby kicked so much, you were sure that she was the reason your lower belly was so sore all the time.

Robin obviously noticed, and constantly gave you messages. She didn’t realize it would hurt this bad, she knew it was painful but it broke her heart to see you tear up sometimes when you came home from work because of how bad it was.

She was the best partner you could’ve had. She took care of you, really took care of you. She ran you baths most nights to relax your tense and sore body, rubbing your feet when you needed and rubbing your back almost every night before bed. She was constantly massaging lotion into your belly to make the baby relax and eventually make you relax as well and fall asleep. That was her favorite way to fall asleep with you.

It was getting a lot harder to work the farther you got into the pregnancy, especially during the last few weeks before maternity leave. By then, you were 30 weeks and felt like death. Even though you were getting paid maternity leave you knew babies were expensive and decided to go on maternity leave at 35 weeks instead of now or any earlier so you’d have enough money to take care of your new family of 3 for a few months.

What you didn’t mention to Robin was that you’d been feeling so weak lately, and your appetite was surprisingly disappearing which made you dizzy and you were being super overworked all the time. You were in a lot of pain too, the baby was moving a lot and jabbing and kicking at your ribs sometimes, even knocking the wind out of you occasionally.

You felt so stressed all of a sudden like you needed more on your plate, you felt like you weren’t prepared at all for this baby and like you were gonna get fired at any moment and everything would crash and burn and this baby would die because you couldn’t keep it together.

You knew that these thoughts were way out of line and just things made up in your head, but at the same time it felt so real. It even kept you up at night sometimes. What if you did all the work, paid all these fees and got to the end and she was stillborn. God, it would kill you. It would literally kill you.

Last night you literally didn’t sleep at all, not one bit. You were trying for 3 hours before you got up and started watching T.V and then cleaned the kitchen and then reorganized the spice cabinet by alphabetical order and finally it was 5am and you could start getting ready for work.

You showered and Robin rubbed lotion all over you, especially in the places you couldn’t reach, kissing you softly and smiling at you. She obviously didn’t realize you weren’t with her almost the whole night, she usually did but she must’ve been in a deep sleep last night.

You left for work, skipping breakfast, and found out the elevators weren’t working. You took the stairs which literally knocked the wind out of you and you had to stop twice, one because you were practically wheezing and then the baby was kicking so much and you didn’t want to move.

You were light headed by the time you got to your office, your stomach rumbling. You didn’t wanna eat just to throw it back up, everything just made you nauseous lately. Maybe this was punishment or something for not doing better, having the stupid first trimester nausea and morning sickness all over again.

You felt so exhausted by noon, barely able to stay awake. It was time for lunch which you usually tried to skip but you had to eat something today. You made it down 4 flights of stairs before you passed out and fell, down a few steps and to the ground, barely able to breathe.

You were only slightly conscious, your eyes were so heavy you couldn’t open them and you felt like you couldn’t breathe. You tried to call out for help but you couldn't. You felt so weak. Eventually, you couldn’t fight back anymore and you were completely unconscious, barely breathing and praying to god the baby would be okay.

Luckily someone found you less than 10 minutes later and got an ambulance for you. By then your lips were turning purple and you were really pale and you practically looked dead. You still had a pulse, thank fucking god, but paramedics couldn’t immediately tell if the baby was okay.

They gave you CPR and oxygen the entire way to the hospital, and you sort of woke up a few times but you didn’t remember it. Based on the ultrasound, everything looked okay so far and the baby had a heartbeat and was even kicking.

The coworker that found you called Robin and instantly her heart dropped. She’d never started crying so fast in her life. She almost forgot to put shoes on because of how fast she was trying to get out the door.

She nearly got caught speeding by police and almost crashed twice but she made a 17 minute drive in 9 minutes. She ran to the front desk asking for your name and they said you hadn’t arrived yet. That was a huge mistake.

Robin immediately broke into sobs, resting her head on the desk as all the emotions came flowing out. The nurse was trying to calm her down and comfort her but she was on the verge of an anxiety attack and she couldn’t regulate her emotions no matter how hard she tried.

The commotion at the E.R entrance caught her attention and she instantly recognized that shirt. You hated that shirt. Hated it. Said it was the ugliest thing in the store, but also was one of the few things in your size at the store so it was either that or go to work naked.

She ran to you, not letting any nurses stop her. “Baby…baby- y/n, hey, hey come on, wake up! Wake up! Y/n…” she panicked, cupping your cheek and placing a hand on your bump. You were so pale, so fucking pale. Your lips were purple and your body wasn’t as warm as it should’ve been.

“No- no hey s-she’s not dead right? S-She can’t be- I- oh my god-” Robin said and the paramedic said “Miss, I understand you're scared but you have to let us do our job. We’re gonna try our best to help your wife, please step aside”

A nurse came over and slowly guided her to the waiting room, calming her down a bit before she let her be. Robin grabbed her phone from her pocket with a shaky hand, calming Steve’s number. “Hey, Rob…what’s up?” He asked and all he got was a shaky breath and a whimper. He immediately panicked, Robin had only called him crying 3 times before.

The first time was when you had your first big fight, Robin forgot a date and it made you really mad because you had already felt like she was pulling away and just used you as an experiment. She was so scared that day, she really didn’t want to lose you.

The second time was the night before you got married. She nearly had an anxiety attack, worrying that you didn’t really want this and eventually you'll realize your mistake and leave her. Steve threatened to call you so many times but Robin didn’t want to mess the plans up.

The most recent time was the day you told her you were pregnant. That was less of a sad cry and more of a happy cry, but she didn’t call crying just because.

So now, you can imagine why he’d be nervous. She let out a small sob and said “S-Steve…” His heart broke, she sounded so scared and so hurt. He instantly responded, softly letting her know he was there.

“Hey, hey what’s wrong? Are you okay? Is y/n and the baby okay?” He asked and she bit her lip. She cleared her throat and said “can y-you…come to th-the hospital ple-ease?” “Yea, yea of course I can…I’m on my way I’ll see you soon” he said and she hung up, closing her eyes as she tried to calm herself down.

She couldn’t stop panicking. Knowing you might be hurt, or the baby might be hurt, was killing her. Steve got there as quickly as he could, not breaking as many traffic laws as she did but he got there faster than he should’ve.

Once he saw her he ran towards her, bending down and meeting her eyes as she looked at the ground. “What happened? Did something happen to y/n?” He asked. It broke her.

She instantly looked away, beginning to cry again. He pulled her up and hugged her, rubbing her back as she sobbed into his chest. He sat down and let her curl up in his lap and cry, he knew that whatever happened was being taken care of by doctors so getting her to tell him why she was in the waiting room of a hospital wasn’t his main concern at the moment.

She was so scared, so fucking scared. What caused this? Was she not taking care of you well enough? Did she do something to cause this?

“She…s-she passed out a-at work…fell d-down the stairs a-a little and…a-and passed o-out” she said and whimpered, she just wanted to know if you were okay or not. Steve smoothed her hair back as he said “hey, hey it’s gonna be okay. She’s strong, so so strong. You remember when Nancy passed out when her water broke, she was just fine”

“This- th- t-this is different. Y/n…s-she’s weak…her body- i-it gave out on her. N-Nancy was just- she was i-in shock…y/n might be sick- s-she could be dying. I can’t- I-I can’t lose them, Steve…” Robin said, her mind beginning to go numb, which also helped her stop crying.

“Y/n is going to be just fine. She’s in good hands, these doctors know what they’re doing” he said and Robin shook her head, sniffling. She bit her lip and said “I should’ve n-never said anything…I-I knew this was a-a bad idea. O-Of course she was gonna get h-hurt. I am an…a-awful wife”

“Hey, hey no you’re not. Neither of you could’ve predicted that something this scary was going to happen. This happens to many pregnant women all over the world, there’s no way they don’t know how to help her. You’re an incredible wife, Robin. Y/n is so lucky to have you, she can’t possibly know how lucky she is” he said and Robin shook her head, picking at her nails.

It took an hour for them to call for the family of Y/n Buckley, and Robin immediately got off of Steve and got to the doctor so fast her feet were on fire. Steve jolted slightly, he had fallen asleep a few minutes ago and definitely wasn’t expecting that.

“Is she oka- i-is the baby okay? What’s wrong with her? Is she gonna be okay? How did this happen-” she said before Steve came up behind her and just slowly put his hand over her mouth. She turned around, eyebrows furrowed and eyes full of worry. “Let the doctor talk, Rob” he said and moved his hand back down.

“Your wife is okay. She passed out from what we presume to be exhaustion, as well as lack of food and she was dehydrated. It seems as though the pregnancy has taken a sudden toll on her body, causing her medications to keep her from throwing up and keep her appetite up to not work as well. She hasn't really eaten in a while, we could tell so we want to keep her 48 hours and see her eat 3 meals a day, or at least 2. She is going to have to go on bed rest for most likely the remainder of the pregnancy, the fall caused some bruising on her lower back and her right side, and her body needs to gain it’s strength back to prepare for labor and birth. She needs to stay in bed as much as possible, and limit her time out of bed to 60 minutes a day. It’s important she rests, she needs it to help her have a safe and healthy labor and delivery” the doctor said and she bit her lip, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

“S-She’s gonna be…o-okay?” She whimpered, the doctor asking if she wanted to come see you. She nodded so fast her head nearly rolled off her neck. You were sleeping when she got to you, which initially scared the shit out of her before she realized you just needed rest.

Steve got her settled, made sure she wasn’t squeezing your hand too tight and left to get food. You looked much better than before. Color had come back to your skin and lips, and they had been giving you I.Vs and you had 2 protein shakes while you were awake. Robin was still scared out of her mind.

She doesn’t understand how she didn’t notice you were so exhausted and drained. She should’ve known. A good wife would’ve noticed and taken care of you. Obviously she wasn’t worth your love. She should’ve prevented this, she can’t even notice when you're on the verge of passing out, how will she be able to take care of you.

You slept for god only knows how long, murmuring things in your sleep occasionally and shifting positions a couple times. Usually you’d wake up a lot to pee or because of some kind of pain or the baby was kicking too much to let you sleep, but she was glad you were getting the rest you needed.

When you did wake up, she started crying again. “Babe? Oh, oh hi baby” she said and cupped your cheeks as your gorgeous y/e/c eyes opened slowly. You whimpered and looked around slowly, realizing you were in a hospital.

“Shit…” you mumbled and Robin sighed shakily. She bit her lip and said “why didn’t you say anything?…do you not want to talk to me about these things o-or, or did I make you feel like y-you couldn’t? I- I-I don’t understand, I tried so hard to make sure you were taken c-care of-”

“it’s not you…” you said weakly, sighing softly. She took a deep breath and said “then what is it?” “I didn’t…I didn’t know it was t-this bad I thought I was just having a sh-shitty couple of weeks” you said and she brought your hand to her mouth, pressing a few kisses to it.

She opened your palm and pressed it to her face, holding it there and feeling the warmth of it, reminding her that you were okay. “Rob…” you said and she sighed shakily.

“It’s…its stupid, I-I know but…I almost thought t-that I wouldn’t feel this again, y-you know? Feel your hand on my face…h-hear your voice again. You were- y-you were pale as shit and your lips were turning purple I-….I mean you were dead!” She said and your eyes widened.

“That isn’t entirely true, miss…your wife was severely oxygen deprived, which is what caused the pale skin and purple lips. Her body tried to shut down to save itself, but we fixed her up and she’ll be okay. We previously discussed with your wife that you’ll be on bed rest for the remainder of your pregnancy to make sure you and the baby stay healthy, only 60 minutes out of bed is allowed. I can confirm that if you take the new medications we give you, and follow our instructions about bed rest and eating that you and your daughter will be just fine” the doctor said and you nodded, rubbing your bump.

Once they got your vitals and stuff they left you and Robin alone. She hadn’t let go of your hand the whole time. She refused, she wasn’t going to let you go ever again. You were never ever leaving her sight again, you wouldn’t be in the same room alone for a long ass time.

“I didn’t mean to scare you…” you said to break the silence. Robin had been really quiet, just caressing your hand softly, tears running down her cheeks. She looked up at you and said “I…I know. I just…I’m still processing everything. m’ really scared something else is gonna happen to one of you”

“I’m sorry…” you said, getting sleepy again and trying to stay awake. She shook her head and said “no, no don’t be sorry. Y-You didn’t do anything. It’ll be fine, I’m sure. I’m just scared, that’s all” You hummed and she used her fingers to push your eyelids down, making you smile a little.

She let go of your hand for a moment to tuck you in, kissing your head and going back to her spot to get some sleep as well. “Robin?” You asked about a half hour later, unable to sleep. She hummed and sat up, rubbing her eyes as she said “yes, sweetheart? What’s wrong, is everything alright?”

“Just uhm…why don’t you come sleep in the bed with me? I promise I’m not that injured” you said and she smiled a little. She crawled into bed with you and cupped your cheek, kissing your head and giving you no other option but to bury your head in her chest so she could hold you.

The next few weeks were a bit better, you were eating more and you felt so much more well rested and relaxed. You were finally managing to get some sleep, that pregnancy pillow Robin got you literally saving your life at this point. At first, one of you guys’ friends would come take care of you but Robin got early parental leave and was able to stay home from 32 weeks on.

She was constantly by your side, cuddling with you and feeling the baby move all the time. She was so eager to get out, but you still had 2 more months left with her hyper ass kicking up a storm in there. You loved her, you really did but man she could kick.

You felt better and healthier, and you were much happier too. Obviously you were still experiencing some pain, you were 8 months pregnant for fuck sake but Robin made it easier to manage. It was all gonna be worth it for this little girl.

Eventually you had to get a birthing ball to have at home, because you felt so much pressure and pain in your hips you just needed something to relieve the pain, even just a little. Robin was really sweet and would always rub your back or massage and squeeze your hips for you when she could tell you were in pain.

She even rubbed your feet for you, even though you didn’t want her to have to touch your feet she insisted. She didn’t care how gross you thought it was, she knew you needed the relief.

You were sure the baby knew who Robin was, she’d move a ton when she heard Robin's voice or when Robin grabbed your bump and said “hiii babygirl” with gentle kisses to your belly. You swore you were feeling her nuzzle her head into Robin's hands when she rubbed your bump at night, it was always the same motion and while it could’ve been her ass you would like to pick the cuter option and say it’s her head. Robin thought you were slightly delusional and this was some symptom of pregnancy brain but it was adorable watching how excited you got about it.

By the time you started the 9th month you were ready for this kid to be out. She was kicking and jabbing you so much, and your ribs were so sore cause she’d finally turned head down and started attacking your ribs. Robin saw a thing about holding your belly up to help with the pain or something online and she finally tried it and holy shit did it feel good. You finally felt some relief on your hips, and Robin would always stay for as long as you needed.

Some days were really hard, and you were in a lot of pain but Robin stayed up with you and did whatever she could to make it easier. You cried a lot thinking about how much you loved her and appreciated her, and it freaked Robin out a little how you could never seem to stop talking about her and how much she does for you. You loved her too much, you couldn’t help it.

You started nesting as well, which didn’t help at all. Even though you were still supposed be on bed rest you were constantly sneaking out of bed and cleaning the shit out of the apartment. Places you’d never even thought to clean before. One time Robin caught you standing on the kitchen counters to dust on top of the cabinets and literally lost her shit.

You only agreed to get down if Robin promised to clean it for you and she did, which led to a lot of sneezing but she would walk on glass before she let you do something dangerous like that at 36 weeks pregnant.

“You’re gonna give me a heart attack, you know that?” Robin said, you were now in bed with her arms wrapped around you so tight you were almost having a hard time breathing. “I just- I- you know I can’t explain it I just have to clean everything and make sure everything is okay for the baby. It’s not babyproofed enough there’s so much she could hurt herself on” you said, placing a hand over hers, which was obviously carressing your bump.

“You’re nesting,” Robin said and blushed a little, all these little things that came with the pregnancy made it feel so much more real, she’ll never be able to comprehend that this is actually happening, you’re actually having her baby.

“I am not nesting. That’s so…suburban stay at home white mom” you said and she chuckled. She kissed your head and said “you’re preparing your nest, mama bird” “don’t say that” you said and crossed your arms like you were mad, but she knew you weren’t.

“I read that it’s a sign labor is coming soon. Then again, it’s a little early for that, but a girl can dream” Robin said and you chuckled. She sighed and said “I just can’t wait to meet her. You’re gonna be such a good mom”

“You think so?” You asked, rubbing your lower bump. Robin chuckled and said “of course I do. In fact, I know you will. You’re amazing, y/n/n, this baby girl is so lucky to have you. She’s got the most beautiful, most patient, most loving, most kind, most caring mommy in the whole freaking planet”

“She’s got a pretty kick-ass mom too” you said and Robin blushed hiding in the crook of your neck. You sighed and said “I want her out already…I just want to kiss her little face and squeeze her little chubby cheeks and hold her tiny little body and cuddle her and hug her and just love her. How am I supposed to wait another month?” “I don’t know, babe. We’ll struggle together that’s for sure” she said and you chuckled, feeling a kick.

Picking a name for her was a bit of a struggle, you wanted to try and find something not super overused but not crazy and hard to spell or pronounce. You went through tons of names, trying to imagine her face based on the scans and trying to think of a name that would fit her.

You tried every name in the world, and finally two days before your due date you figured out her name. Jadyn Buckley. You liked it because it was pretty gender neutral and wasn’t too girly which you didn’t want. Robin liked how it sounded and since it was your favorite name that she suggested she loved it even more.

You were so glad you finally chose a name, Robin celebrated by running to your favorite bakery and grabbing a small cake. You thought it was weird to celebrate choosing your baby’s name, but then it turned into celebrating your last few days of being just the two of you.

For 8 years it’s just been the two of you. Pretty soon, there’ll be three of you and that’s something Robin never thought she’d be able to say. She felt so lucky to just have you, now she was about to have a baby with you and that’s just so special to her. She’ll never get over being able to say “my girls are waiting for me” or being able to think “I miss my girls”, and the baby isn’t even here yet.

She just knows she’s gonna be perfect. She does the cutest things during ultrasounds, yawning and turning over and using her hands to move around and stretch. Robin knows she’s the most adorable baby ever, she doesn’t have to see her to know that.

You hope she has Robin’s eyes. That’s all you care about. She could look any kind of way, she’d still be your gorgeous baby girl that you love no matter what, but you really hope she has Robin's eyes. Robin's eyes are your favorite thing in the whole world. They’re absolutely beautiful, and being able to see that little piece of Robin in Jadyn would just melt your heart.

You both knew it would be pretty rare for you to have her on your due date, not a lot of babies come on the due date. So you weren’t heartbroken when you went to bed still pregnant that night, but after being a week overdue you were losing your mind.

You couldn’t stop crying, you felt like a complete and total failure and you were kind of a mess. Your hormones were worse than they had ever been before, you were really really sensitive nowadays. Not to mention the pain you were in was excruciating and you had reached your breaking point.

You hadn’t slept in 27 hours now, you’d woken up at 3am yesterday and as much as you tried you couldn’t take any naps during the day and you’d been too uncomfortable to sleep tonight. You were making brownies now, you found brownie mix in the pantry and you were gonna lose your shit if you didn’t do something soon so making brownies it is.

“Babe? What the hell- get back in bed” Robin said and you groaned. You sighed and said “Robin just- please, go away. This goddamn kid has been kicking all night and I’m so sick of being in bed all the time I’m going insane I can’t fucking do anything without being in pain and I just- I need to do something, okay? I’m so sick of just crying in bed all the time, I feel like a piece of shit all I fucking do is complain and whine about how much everything hurts and it’s stupid but it’s all I have left to talk about. I haven’t left the house in 3 weeks and I’ve been wearing the same outfit for 4 days and I just- I can’t do this anymore! I’m going fucking crazy Robin I just want to feel like a human being again! Just let me make some fucking brownies!”

You sighed, put the spoon down, and placed your hands on the counter and let your head drop between your shoulders as you started crying. Robin knew you didn’t mean to be so aggressive and tell her to go away like that. She knew you were frustrated, she’d been trying to help in whatever way she could but she knew you were gonna snap eventually.

“Come here…come here, sweetheart,” she said and wrapped her arms around you, letting you bury your head into her chest as you cried. You wrapped your arms around her weakly as she rubbed your back, kissing your head softly.

“I’m s- sorry…I-I shouldn’t have s-snapped like th-that” you said and Robin shushed you, smoothing your hair back. She took a deep breath and said “don’t apologize baby. I know it’s getting overwhelming and I know that you’re struggling a ton right now and I’m so fucking proud of you for doing this. I know you wanna give up and just die or whatever, but you're so close to the end honey. I know it doesn’t feel or seem like it, but I’m sure that by this time next week you’ll be standing here with our baby in your arms wishing you were still pregnant because despite what you think I know you’ll miss your bump and you’ll miss having her in there all safe and sound. Sometimes you gotta get your stress and frustration out and I’m the only other person who’s home, so I get it. Don’t worry about it, I promise. I know you love me” she said and you smiled a little, sighing softly.

You hummed and pulled away wiping your tears as you said “I probably look and sound bat shit crazy right now” “only a little” Robin said and you both laughed as you continued scraping the last of the batter into the baking dish.

Robin moved behind you and started massaging your hips and lower back, making you gasp and groan softly. She smiled as you moved her hand to the left a little, wincing as she did. You leaned back and Robin pushed harder, making you whimper.

Eventually you took a short break so you could put the brownies in the oven and then Robin brought the birthing ball so she could continue doing god's work on your sore back. You leaned against one of the seats that went with the island in the kitchen and she massaged your back and hips whilst you waited for the brownies to finish.

By now, you’d tried everything to induce your labor. Even the things that were just myths, you had to keep trying because you really hated surgeries and needles. Sure you could handle a shot or an I.V but you didn’t want an epidural or a c-section. Those are terrifying, you’d honestly rather be pregnant forever than have to do either of those options.

So naturally, when your doctor set a date for you to be induced you were stressed out. Inducing could mean needles, and all kinds of other stuff and you really didn’t want that. But being 41 weeks and 4 days pregnant makes you desperate for anything that’ll get your damn baby out.

You still felt like a failure, like this was god telling you you were incompetent or something. Why couldn’t your body do what it was meant to do? Was it something you did? Are you just not meant to be a mom?

All those thoughts came to an end when you finally felt your first real contraction. You’d been feeling some really light and short ones on and off the last day or so but thought they were Braxton hicks. Now, you were on your way Steve’s house because they still offered for you to come over whenever everyone else did and since your body wasn’t showing any signs of getting this baby out any time soon you figured why not leave the house one last time because the next time you leave you’ll hopefully be coming home with 3 people instead of 2.

“Ow- oh shit…” you said and placed a hand on your stomach, squeezing Robin's hand as she had already been holding it the whole ride so far. She looked over quickly and said “wha- baby, what’s wrong?” “I- Mmh, it- my stomach…” you said and her eyes widened.

She pulled into Steve’s house and turned off the car as fast as she could, getting out and opening your door to help you better. It had passed pretty quickly, and you felt okay now you were just surprised by the pain. “Hey, hey are you okay? Is it the baby- are you-” she almost began to ramble before you stopped her.

“I’m fine,” you panted, circling your bump with your hand as you took a few deep breaths. “I-I think I just…had a contraction?” You said and Robins eyes widened. Her jaw dropped a little and she said “w-wh- contraction? Should we go to a hospital?”

“No, no…remember there’s the contractions before real labor. That’s probably what these are. Unless they’re 5 minutes apart or my water breaks we should be okay to do as we please, but I don’t want to be out too long” you said, caressing her face, already recovered and breathing just fine.

She nodded and you smiled a little, turning so you could get out of the car. She helped you out of the car, and you got inside and everyone was all over your bump, begging her to come out already. You were okay with them touching your bump, plus you’d gotten used to it by now.

You laid down one of the couches for most of the time you were there, cuddled up with Robin as the contractions came and went. They were nearly 15 minutes apart, and as long as you breathed through them and didn’t freak out you were fine. It only felt so bad the first time because you weren’t expecting it, but these barely hurt enough to truly mess with you. You could even talk through most of them, which helped Robin keep calm a little.

Even though they were manageable, you couldn’t sleep through them at all and eventually Robin couldn’t stay up any longer so you were either up for hours at a time or you woke up every 15 minutes because they were just strong enough to keep you awake.

By the next morning, they were a little stronger but still pretty far apart so you felt okay. But it killed your appetite completely, usually when you were in more serious kinds of pain you just couldn’t bring yourself to eat which really scared Robin but you drank some milkshakes and protein shakes for her.

You were really hoping the baby would be here or at least actually be on the way by tonight but no, she was still taking her sweet time. Robin fell asleep again, she was really exhausted and you couldn’t blame her, if you could sleep right now you totally would.

Now they were stronger and more intense, wrapping around your back and spreading down your thighs a little. You didn’t want to wake Robin up but you just wanted her to comfort you and hold you. Not to mention, it was really hard to stay in this position the whole time and keep quiet.

Eventually you snuck out of the room, little sobs racking your body as you made your way to the couch, holding onto it as another wave of pain hit you. You whimpered, gasping as you tried to breathe through the pain. You groaned, taking a few deep yet shaky breaths, whimpering softly as you tried to focus on something other than the pain.

You knew it only got worse from here and since your water hasn't broken yet you were getting kind of scared, how much worse could it get? You walked around the house, managing the pain and breathing through it like you were supposed to when suddenly, you felt a gush of water come out of you and you instantly froze.

You gasped, backing up a little looking down. Sure enough, there was a puddle of fluid where you had just been standing. You whimpered, grabbing a towel from the dirty laundry pile and cleaning up the mess. You took off your pants and underwear and put those in the dirty laundry pile too, going to the room to put new clothes on.

You were trying to dry your legs but you were still leaking and it was making you frustrated. You called your O.B really quickly and told her what happened and said to come in to the hospital as soon as possible.

“Baby,” Robin groaned, feeling for you in the bed. She whined when she couldn’t feel you, rubbing her eyes and sitting up. It was 1:30 in the morning, why weren’t you in bed? “I’m in the bathroom,” you said loud enough so she could hear you. You took a deep breath and just put some underwear and shorts on, waddling into the bedroom. “Why’d you let me fall asleep?” She asked and you sighed.

You rubbed your bump as you said “cause you need it, Robin…e-especially since my water just broke and we’re not gonna be getting a whole lot of sleep for the next few months…” “WHAT?!” Robin said and jumped out of bed, running to the nursery to grab the hospital bag, rambling so fast you literally couldn’t understand what she was saying.

Well, at least you were done leaking amniotic fluid and wouldn’t have to change again. You sighed and went to the bathroom, brushing your hair and teeth as Robin said something about the car and she’ll be right back

You grabbed yours and Robin's bags from the closet and set them on the couch because you were probably gonna bust your ass trying to see the stairs that you had to use to leave the apartment building under your bump, get through a contraction if need be, and carry both of these bags at the same time.

You heard Robin come back into the building, she nearly knocked the door off the hinges as she came back in, losing her shit and running to you as she found you squeezing the shit out of the couch with your face scrunched up in pain. “Fuck, sweetheart- what can I do?” She asked and you groaned softly.

You shook your head and took a few deep breaths, letting it pass. You finally opened your eyes and Robin was nearly crying, her hair was a mess and she looked so tired. She caressed your cheek and said “are you okay? Is the baby okay? How bad is it? Do you feel okay? Do you need to push?”

“Babe….I’m f-fine, everybody is fine, okay? It’s not the worst thing I’ve ever felt, at least not yet. I’m probably not gonna be pushing any time soon, don’t worry. Look, I’m gonna time the next one and then we’ll go to the hospital, alright?” You said and leaned back and laid on the back of the couch, rubbing your bump.

Robin sighed relievingly, sitting next to you. She rested her head on your lap, kissing your belly and caressing it softly. You groaned and said “I can't even see your face, my stomach is too big” “it won’t be pretty soon” she said, voice cracking as tears pricked her eyes.

You tried to reach over your bump and run your hands through her hair or something but you couldn’t reach. You huffed and grabbed her hand instead, trying to make her not cry. “We have plenty of time to have more kids, babe. Don’t worry” you said and she sighed shakily.

Sure enough, the next one came about 5 minutes later, you could practically hear Robin's thoughts going crazy but she was keeping her cool, just letting you squeeze her hand and do what you had to do. “Mmmh…Robin,” you moaned softly, a sudden new intensity of the pain coming on.

“What is it, sweetheart, what can I do?” She asked, carefully placing a hand on your bump, rubbing in gentle circles. You whimpered, nearly starting to cry. Once it passed, Robin held you for a few minutes, rubbing your belly and letting you relax.

She brought the other bags down to the car and then helped you to the elevator, letting you bury your head in her chest and take deep breaths, preparing for the next one. Any time you were in a more severe pain during the pregnancy you’d cling to Robin like this, and it always made her so happy that she got to be the person you need when you're in pain.

You had another contraction in the elevator so Robin scooped you up, trying not to move you too much as she got down the stairs at the front of the building and brought you to the car. She used to go to the gym for her mental health and to help her have something to do when her mind was going a little crazy and when you guys started talking about having kids and things like that she started getting into weight lifting just so she could do things like that. She never wanted you to be insecure about the weight you’d gained by growing a human being so she did what she had to do.

By the time she got you to the car it had just passed so you got in the car as quickly as possible to help you relax again. Robin made sure everything was in the car and then started the drive to the hospital. She noticed once she pulled in how shaky you were, which made her nervous.

She came around to your side of the car and grabbed your hand, kissing it softly. “Bubba, why are you so shaky, huh? Is there anything I can do to help?” She asked and you sighed. You’d had about 4 more contractions before you got to the hospital and the pain was already getting at you. You shook your head and said “no I just…I mean I’m exhausted, and- a-and the pain is worse than before and I’m also really freaking nervous,”

You chuckled and she smiled sadly. You sniffled, wiping a tear away. “It’s gonna be okay, honey. Everything's gonna be just fine, I promise. Nothing is gonna happen to you, and once we get inside we can talk to the doctor about an epidural and see how you-” she said before you stopped her.

“No- no, I don’t want all the crazy shit going into my body. Especially into my back of all places, what if there’s a fire and I can’t move my legs huh? I’d have contractions for a week straight before I got that stupid epidural” you said and she sighed.

She ran a hand over your bump and said “babe, I know you’re scared but you might not be able to handle it and so many women have successful labor and delivery stories even with the epidural….I’m sorry okay, I just- I hate this, and I hate you being in a pain and I really wish I could stop it, that’s all”

You then started crying, and Robin's eyes widened. How did she fuck up? Was she making you frustrated? She felt so stupid. “Honey, hey, hey don’t cry I’m sorry. Y/n, hey what’s making you cry?” She asked and you let out a sob.

You sniffled and said “I…I’m just being annoying w-when all you wanna do is h- h-help me, I’m being a fucking…just c-childish over a st-stupid needle and some drugs that’ll make this go w-way easier for me” “no, no honey. Baby, you’re scared, and that’s okay. It’s okay to be scared I just…I just wanted to ask you one last time that’s all. You’re not being annoying, I know why you’re scared and I get it, but I also know that I’ll sit with you for as long as I have to to help you get through this and I’ll do whatever it takes to help you bring our baby girl into this world, okay?” She said and you nodded.

She helped you out of the car and brought just your bag up for now since she knew it’d be a while before this baby got here and you didn’t need everything right this minute. She demanded they bring you a wheelchair so they did. Robin was being a little scary with the way she was talking to these nurses and doctors, but she wasn’t going to let you get mistreated in any way.

You got a room and Robin helped you change into a gown before nurses got all kinds of monitors on you and checked your vitals and the baby’s vitals and blah blah blah. You would’ve fallen asleep through it if you weren’t in all kinds of pain.

It was nearly 3am by the time you got settled, barely 3 centimeters dilated and hours of contractions to come. You were laying on your side now, Robin cuddled up with you per your request, both of you just listening to the baby’s heartbeat monitor. “Can't believe she’s really coming now…feels like I’ve been pregnant forever” you said and she chuckled.

She smiled and said “well at least you didn’t have to be induced,” You hummed, playing with her shirt as you took a deep breath, a bigger smile gracing your face as you felt her move a little. You looked up at Robin and said “hope she has your eyes. I love your eyes. They always look at me with so much love…and they’re so beautiful. It’s okay if she doesn’t…be really adorable if she did though”

“You just can’t get enough of me, you need two of me?” she said and you giggled. You kissed her softly and said “yea…just wanna meet her,” “I know, babe…me too” Robin said and cupped your cheek, caressing it softly.

You were mostly okay the first few hours but by the time you got to 5 centimeters you were struggling. Contractions were 4 minutes apart now and they were really strong, and your back and hips were hurting even more. God, and you were so drained and exhausted. You hadn’t slept in 2 days, you were in so much pain and you had already been in labor for 10 hours without a whole lot of progress.

You were starting to break, and you were contemplating getting the epidural. The pain was getting to be too much, and all you walked was a goddamn nap. You finally told Robin after debating it in your head for an hour, and she simply caressed your cheek and asked if you wanted her to ask for you.

Unfortunately, they ran some tests and determined it would be too dangerous for you to get the epidural and could cause complications. You broke into sobs, you really needed some kind of relief. Robin felt so shitty, she should’ve just sucked it up and been the one to carry the baby so this wouldn’t be happening to you.

She kissed your head and brought you closer, hugging you tight. “I-I can’t…Robin, I can’t do it a-anymore…it hurts” you whimpered, crying into her chest. She rubbed your back softly as she said “I’m so sorry, baby….I’m so fucking sorry”

You did everything you could after that, you walked around the hospital and around your room, you used the birthing ball, you tried every position in the world, you even tried getting in the stupid shower but none of it was helping as much as you wished. The baby kept trying to move and kick which was only causing you more pain.

Eventually you came back to the bed, tears streaming down your cheeks as another contraction tore through you. You yelled out slightly, twisting the bedsheets in your fists as you tried not to scream. You really couldn’t handle the pain, you nearly felt like you were gonna pass out.

“Baby, come on sit back and breathe” Robin sat behind you and you whimpered, groaning as it got worse. You tried to breathe through it but the more you tried to breathe the more you cried and you were having a hard time calming down. “Sweetheart,” Robin said quietly, tears forming in her eyes as you moaned through the pain.

As soon as the contraction ended you started feeling nauseous, and ended up throwing up everything in you. Robin was really starting to get worried, this couldn’t be good. You felt so dizzy after, you nearly passed out but you were using everything you had left in you to stay conscious.

You got more I.V’s and some nurses came in to help massage your back and find the perfect position to help with your pain, and help Robin understand what she can do to help. Sitting on the ground on your knees and leaning your upper body on the birthing ball really helped, and it gave Robin easy access to help support your bump a little and massage your back and hips.

23 god awful hours after your water broke you finally got the go ahead to push, and you quite honestly don’t know how you did it. It got so bad that any time you closed your eyes you would hear Robin scream your name in a panic because she thought you passed out. You were so shaky the whole goddamn time, you were so nervous and so overworked you really needed a damn break.

It took 20 minutes to get her out, and when you did you’d never felt so much relief in your life. Pushing that baby out was the most painful thing you’d ever done in your life, now sobbing into Robins arm as all kinds of pain ripped through you from between your legs, in your back, and the contractions that were supposed to help you push out the placenta.

You wanted to die when they asked you to deliver the placenta, your body was so drained and so tired you wanted to be done with the contractions and the pushing and all this bullshit. “Good job, momma! You barely even tore at all, just need to do a couple little stitches, you did such a good job” the doctor said and you whimpered.

Suddenly it hit you, holy shit you just had a baby. “Mmh- m-my baby- where’s my baby?” You asked frantically, you couldn’t hear her loud screams as she took her firsts breaths anymore and you were scared. “She’s okay, momma bear don’t you worry. We’re just checking on her and making sure she’s healthy that’s all” the pediatric nurse said and you let out a big sigh of relief, still trying to breathe right.

You groaned and said “I h-hate you” Robin’s eyes widened and her heart dropped a little, did you really mean that? “I’m fucking…g-getting stitches on my v-vagina right now…and I can’t breathe, a-and I’m panicking cause I- I can’t hear our baby c-crying even though I know s-she’s okay…and I’m so t-tired. I just want…I w-wanna sleep. But I’m never g-gonna sleep again. All because I-I love you too much s-so I stupidly agreed t-to have a beautiful little b-baby girl with you. So I h-hate you cause you m-made me love you and m-made me do stupid things b-because I love you” you said and she chuckled softly, there you were.

She kissed your head and gasped as they brought the baby over, a nurse helping you pull down your gown to do skin to skin. You thought she’d still had all that gunk on her but they had wiped it off mostly. They gently placed her on your chest, she was just still crying and whimpering and fussing a little but as soon as they placed her on your chest she was cooing and trying to muzzle into your neck.

You gasped, instantly beginning to cry again. You placed your hand on her little back, patting it on instinct and the other on her little head. God, she was tiny but she sure as hell felt huge coming out.

You swore she was gonna come out 20 pounds, there’s no way this tiny little ball of perfection was the thing you had given birth to.

Robin began to cry softly too, stroking your hair and watching you bond with the baby. “S-She’s perfect, y/n. I’m s-so proud of you, baby. I-I’m so goddamn proud. You did a-amazing, look what you made” Robin said softly and you both chuckled. You kissed her little head and smiled, you couldn’t believe you were actually holding your baby girl right now.

Robin had never felt so much love and appreciation for you in her life. You really had been so strong during all of this, even when you were breaking down in her arms wanting to quit and cut her out of you yourself, you kept going for her. Man, was it worth it.

“She knows her momma,” a nurse said softly as she kept cooing, grabbing onto your finger while she was all tucked underneath your chin. Robin wiped a tear off your face and said “can I please get a picture of this?”

You rolled your eyes and said okay, of course you wanted a picture of your first moments with your sweetgirl but you felt and probably looked like shit. You didn’t even care about the pain that you were still very much feeling anymore, you were just focused on the baby now.

“I’m so proud of you too, bubba, for coming out healthy…at least so far, and hopefully forever. You did an amazing job at kicking my ass these last 10 freaking months, I’m so proud of you” you said and everyone laughed. Robin took a few pictures of you and then you let Robin hold her, god you couldn’t stop smiling.

You’d go through all the pain again 1,000 times over just to see Robin's face right now all over again. She was so fucking happy, caressing Jadyn’s cheek and holding her little tiny body in one freaking arm. You grabbed the Polaroid camera and took a picture, and then took a few on your phone.

“She’s beautiful, babe. You did such a good job. Didn’t she, bubba? Didn’t mommy do an amazing job making this cute little face and pushing out this little body and these tiny little hands, and these tiny little feets?” Robin said, it melted your heart to see her talking to the baby already, she was such a natural with her.

Jadyn reached up to try and grab her face, cooing up a storm. Robin smiled and let her do what she wanted, grabbing Robin’s chin lightly and then her lip, patting her cheek a few times. You chuckled and said “sweetgirl, what are you doing to mom?”

“She’s just exploring, that’s all. She’s brand new, babe- oh…hey, she has my eyes” Robin said as she finally opened her eyes wide enough to tell. You smiled and said “really?” “Yea, look,” Robin bent down slightly so you could see and you smiled even more, booping her nose.

A few minutes later they took Jadyn for testing and cleaned you up, putting the massive freaking diaper looking thing on you and helping you get your achy legs out of the stirrups. Holy hell were you sore, you can’t believe it hurt so freaking bad when all it was was that 7 pound 2 ounce little baby. She wasn’t even big, you don’t think you would’ve been able to do it if she was a bigger baby.

You were barely awake now, your eyes unable to open and you only able to see a blur of Robin as you were finally settled, everything was over now and you were only feeling the after pains which weren’t nearly as bad as the contractions. “Babe, come on get some sleep” Robin said and you shook your head.

“The baby…” you whimpered and she sighed. She tucked your hair behind your ear and said “she’s okay…she’s getting her tests done, making sure she really is a perfect and amazing little girl. She’ll be gone for a while, why don’t you sleep?” “I just….” You said and closed your eyes, your grip loosened on her hand and your whole body visibly relaxing.

She smiled and kissed your head, watching you sleep for a while. She really was so fucking proud of you. You’d been up for literally almost 2 and a half days, had been going through all kinds of unbearable pain for 2 days straight on top of all the pain you’d been feeling for 10 exhausting months to have a baby all because she said she wanted one.

She didn’t say she needed one, she didn’t force you to, she didn’t say you had to have her baby. She simply said she wanted one and you barely thought twice before you said yes, and you’d do it as many times as Robin wanted. She was so grateful for you, and to have a partner as loving, supportive, and caring as you are.

Not to mention, you had never ever looked so beautiful in her eyes. You would beg to disagree, dark ass eye bags making you practically look like you have black eyes and greasy hair and flushed cheeks and red rimmed eyes not having you feeling like a supermodel.

She felt so bad when you were only able to get a little over an hour of sleep, because the baby was fussing and the nurses chopped it up to her being hungry and came back so you could breastfeed her. Robin wished she could’ve done it for you, but you were so happy to hold her again, you didn’t care how tired you were.

Robin smiled as she watched you and Jadyn, it seemed like you already knew what to do as the nurse helped you get her to latch for the first time, it only took two tries before she was suckling away for milk. You’d been sort of pumping the last couple days, your boobs so sore and swollen you needed some relief so your milk had pretty much come in already.

You caressed her tiny cheek and as her big, curious eyes stared up at you. “Hi, beautiful…mommy’s precious girl” you whispered, smiling softly. Robin kissed your head and took some pictures, obviously at an angle that didn’t show your boob too much and had it mostly covered by her head.

“So proud of you, baby. Doing so good for mommy” you said and she cooed, wiggling around a little. You let her squeeze your finger, she cooed softly as she started really getting milk. “Poor girl, you must be hungry. Gotta fill this belly up, huh?” You said and poked her tiny tummy as soft as humanly possible.

Robin kissed your head and said “you are so incredible, y/n. Thank you…for everything. Especially our little bundle of perfection. You’re seriously so strong, babe, I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to do this” “one of the perks of me doing it first, I’ll probably know how to make things easiest for you if we getting around to having you carry our 2nd baby” you said and she sighed happily, resting her head on top of yours.

“My precious girls…” she whispered softly, wiping away a bit of milk that had leaked from Jadyn’s mouth. You smiled and said “she must be really hungry,” “hey, if I could suck on your boobs right now I’d never stop either” she said and you gasped, looking up at her.

She chuckled and you blushed slightly, looking down at Jadyn again. “Little ears, Robin…god,” you said and Robin laughed a little, running a finger over the little head of hair she had.

“I can’t believe she’s really here. She’s actually real, you know? I mean- I- I know I’ve felt her move and I’ve felt her hands and her head and her feet against my stomach for over half my pregnancy but…I don’t know a part of me always wondered how I could actually just create a human out of a tiny little egg and tiny little sperm and just some empty pouch I have inside me. But now she’s here, and she’s- I mean she’s like…real. She has a brain, and lungs and her own little organs and her own little heart, and all that stuff. I made her. I…I literally made her” you said and Robin chuckled softly.

Robin caressed her cheek and said “I know baby…it is pretty crazy. You did one hell of a job, our baby girl is perfect” You smiled, looking up to kiss her. Jadyn started getting sleepy and pretty much stopped suckling so you gently unlatched her and you let Robin burp her.

“Oh, hi bubba” she said as she gently lifted her out of your arms so you could put your bra back on. She put the burp cloth over her shoulder and rested her in the same spot, patting her back softly. You smiled and grabbed your phone taking a video.

Robin hadn’t realized you were recording, she was too busy kissing Jadyns head and trying to keep her smile from reaching her ears. Jadyn cooed and grabbed Robin's shirt, making her tear up a little. “Hey, hey why are you crying?” You said, forgetting you were still recording.

“Cause I…c-cause we have a baby together” she said and Jadyn cooed. You smiled and said “overwhelming, huh?” Robin nodded and kissed her head again, whimpering softly.

Once she was done Robin laid her little body across her arm and chest so she could watch her, and eventually she fell asleep in her arms. Robin sat next to you and you took a picture of them, little Jadyn all snuggled into Robin as she slept peacefully.

Robin placed her in the hospital bassinet a few minutes later so she could get proper rest and sat next to you again. She cupped your cheek and said “I love you so, so so much. I’m so lucky to call you my wife. What you did was…amazing, sweetheart. I can't tell you enough, I can’t express how proud I am of you”

“I love you too…and I know you are, baby. I’d do it a million times over just to make you happy again” you said and she kissed you softly. You smiled through it and pulled away a few moments later, smiling up at her. You blushed and she opened her arms for you to cuddle into, and you got some more sleep before Jadyn inevitably woke up again.

You didn’t tell the group that she had arrived until you got home two days later, the doctors were just taking precautions and had you stay 48 hours due to your pregnancy and labor and birth being so hard on your body. You were overwhelmingly sore, especially down there but your whole body as well, from being so tense and all that pregnancy pain hadn’t gone away just yet. You couldn’t get enough sleep to recover from it all because of the new baby, even though she was actually a pretty good and quiet baby, taking care of her was still a lot of work.

Plus, Jadyn was brand new and you wanted time for you and Robin to bond with her by yourself so they wouldn’t be allowed to come over for 2 weeks, but you sent them pictures every day and FaceTimed them when you could.

Robin was overjoyed to have everyone meet Jadyn, she was so happy to be a mom and she just kept showing her off like her most prized possession. Max was in shock when you said you’d been in labor for 2 and a half days, she immediately declared she was never having kids.

You couldn’t help the smile on your face as you watched Robin show her off to Steve. You loved her and Steve’s sibling like relationship, and she was so freaking excited to show Steve what you had done for her. “And y/n did such a good job getting her out…didn’t she? Didn’t mommy do so well?” she said, kissing Jadyn’s cheek.

Robin had so much energy, even though you both were getting the same amount of sleep she was bouncing off the walls while you were ready for another nap.

Nancy came over and you compared birth stories parts of your pregnancies, and she even brought over some of James’s old stuff and most of it was gender neutral anyways but neither of you would have cared if it was blue. Unsurprisingly, Jadyn eventually wanted to nurse after a while so you went to the nursery to feed her whilst you heard Robin going on and on about how perfect Jadyn was and how incredible you were doing.

God, you fucking loved her.

There was somebody who commented on my post about this story and if you comment I automatically assume you are like super excited about it so, @averagestudent03 here you go

Taglist: @amberputh

As of now l'm writing for

Eddie Munson

Joseph Quinn

Jamie Bower

Steve Harrington

Robin Buckley

Eddissy

Maya Hawke

So just comment the taglist you want to be added to and l'll add you :)

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yakultstanreblog · 1 month

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@alwayschasingrainbows hi hi thank you sm for all the questions <33 I appreciate u sm ik u accidentally asked on my main but I’m gonna answer them here :))) also thank you for sending ur own answers too I loved reading them and learning more about you and found them super interesting!!!!! <3

1. What is your favourite childhood movie and why?

Strangely I’d never been big on movies or tv as a kid or even now (I want to get more into it now but my adhd still says no) my mum even told me that when I was young she could sit my brothers in front of the tv to be entertained but not me, I’d lose interest hella quickly… probs the first time I got into anything tv related was when I was 10-12 and was invested in the drama of the tv series “dance academy” on abc3 Ive actually met the producer! other than that I didn’t mind a reality show as a kid but then most of that wore off after I studied media in school and we went as live audience to “reality” shows and I realised how set up everything was and couldn’t care less afterward -

If I had to pick any movie that I loved and that still strangely brings me some sort of comfort.. it would have to be the 2010 Jaden Smith Version of Karate Kid ahahaha idk why (well I kinda do there’s lots of reasons but then I’d go on another whole tangent so I won’t) I was like 11 when it came out so I think that can count :) I can weirdly watch it over and over whereas most other movies I watch once and never again.

2. Do you have a favourite book or book series and why?

I talked about this in some previous posts on here but my fav book of all time is “Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine” by Gail Honeyman !!!!! I also am very passionate about “The uncaged sky: my 804 days in an Iranian Prison” by Kylie Moore-Gilbert (the audiobook version narrated by Kylie herself) and fav wholesome series has gotta be the Heartstopper graphic novels!!!! AHAHA again I could go on and on and on about why I love them all individually as they are all VERY DIFFERENT from each other, but I’ll literally be writing like 3 giant essays so I’ll stop myself now!! I will say, while it’s important we consume and love media that we don’t relate to to broaden our perspectives of life, it’s obviously easy to consume and love media that we see a small part of ourselves in and think this has a lot to do with why I love these so much!

3. The colour that makes you happy

Probably a dark green which reminds me of the rainforest:))))

4. Your favourite cereal?

I honestly don’t eat cereal and never really have :,) cereals were kinda demonised in my house as a child (almond mum tings?) but then eventually they weren’t anymore but I never rlly enjoyed their taste - this is such a sad answer but probably Kelloggs sultans bran LMAO. I haven’t had it for years but I rlly don’t mind it … I think it’s probably very different to American cereals cause it’s not sweet … one time I went to an American food store here in Aus and everything I tried taste like pure sugar and hurt my stomach so bad LOL never again I’m hoping and praying that Americans have other food options not featured in this store 😭 cos I understand some of it as a one off dessert but like everyday breakfast omg noooo I hope ur stomachs are ok

5. Your favourite gemstone?

I’m ngl I don’t have a super passionate answer about this one off the top of my head (sorry I’m such a boring person!!) I think they’re all so pretty!!! I gave them a google to try decide which I like most but it’s impossible .. I think I love any of the blue ones!! I’ll tell you one thing I rlly don’t love the yellow topaz cos I’m born in Nov and I see it on everything and I swear it’s the worst one imo like liteeally any other one I love! But I can still appreciate it ig :,)

6. Any activity you liked as a child and do you still like it now?

My biggest pain as a child was athletics!!!! I used to be competitive in 100m, 200m, long jump and triple jump :) sadly I no longer do athletics or compete but my passion for running/competitiveness lived on and by 15 I ran my first half marathon.. but from 17 onwards I got quite sick and was unable to run (minus a few little months of getting back into it over the yrs only to have to stop again) and now I’m 24 and finally getting back into it again.. kinda.. cos my health is still kinda shit but I’ll go for a lot shorter runs a couple times a week and hoping and praying my health gets better so I can proper get back into it.. not to compete anymore just for myself cos it’s one of the only things in this life that brings me joy :) I’ve also always loved taking photos although I’m not professional or anything it’s just been a fun little hobby I guess.. I have a few diff cameras but in currently trying (failing) to save for this new different one.. just waiting for my uni scholarship money this tri bc I’m too unwell to use it to go on a holiday atm I’m gonna use it to buy this camera I’ve been wanting oop :,) I’m a much bigger a fan of film photography over digital but the camera I’m planning on buying is kinda a combo of both eg. It produces images of a similar vibe to film photography but is actually digital so u don’t have to worry about wasting film :) it’s also a point and shoot, super small and can be taken anywhere which is much better than my current digital camera which is bulky and has a million settings idk how to use lol.

7. Have you ever read Lucy Maud Montgomery books?

I was about to say no I’ve never heard of her but then I googled it and saw Anne of Green Gables which I read when I was like literally 8… and as I’ve said in a previous post I never remember what I’ve read even if I read it two minutes ago bc adhd tings but I always remember how it made me feel - and I remember really enjoying it! Maybe I should give it a reread cause I barely remember what it was about :,) as for the rest of her books I don’t think I’ve read any! I love so much that you have a fandom page omgggg I wish I was that passionate about something !!!! PLS PLS give me recommendations if someone were only to read 1 of her books .. okay maybe 2 for now!!!!! I might actually give them a read :)))

Thank you thank you again for all ur kinds words I hope u have the most amazing day/night <33333 I appreciate u a lot!

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Blip: Matt Murdock x fem!reader

Summary: Matt disappeared during the blip, leaving Y/N alone. Being broken and desperate at first, soon enough the girl turned into her own kind of villain, going by name Darkness. And then, miraculously someone came back from the quantum realm with the possibility to turn this shitty situation around.

The reader is (was) a part of Avengers, previously called the Shadow with powers to control... well, the shadows. Literally and figuratively (like the shadows in people's mind and/or past). Imagine something like Darkling from the Shadow nad Bone. A snippet of her story is here(prologue) and here (chapter 1). I need some action on those to continue the story .

A/N: this story is for my favorite @somest1 - THANK YOU! Hope your back is better now, girl :) And hope you'll enjoy.

3 years ago

I woke up screaming my lungs out, springing from the bed, shaking like in fever and with tears in eyes.

I just had the worst nightmare ever.

Only it was not a nightmare, but a brutal reality.

Thanos gathered all the infinity stones and erased half of the population of the Earth. I was lucky I was spared. Soooo damn lucky. I get to live my life and move on a day to day basis.

Yeah…. I was so fucking lucky.

Matt wasn’t.

He just turned into dust right in front of my eyes and there was nothing I could have done. One second he was standing next to me and the other was just gone. Like he never existed.

And I was reliving this scene in my head every night. Screaming, sweating, never getting enough sleep to actually rest. My mind was spinning and I found myself losing any motivation to live. Foggy and Karen blipped as well so I was completely alone.

Ok, maybe that was a bit of exaggeration. After all, I had my avengers friends.

Steve was running some therapy group and after everything that happened, one day out of the blue, he just showed up at my door, wanting to check if I was alright.

I was not. Obviously.

I opened the door, dressed in Matt’s favorite old hoodie, which was way too big for me since I lost a lot of weight due to the stress with puffy eyes and nose and cheeks red from extensive crying. I was pathetic.

“Y/N….” Steve’s voice broke the moment he laid eyes on me

“I…. I’m sorry, Steve.”

“Why are you sorry?” he immediately pulled me into the bear hug. He was not Matt, but his strong arms gave me a little bit of comfort “I should be the one apologizing. I should have come to you earlier”

“No.” I shook my head abruptly, pulling myself closer to him “you have enough on your head. I would just be…..”

“Don’t say it.”

“…. a burden.”

“I told you not to say it.” He muttered “Hey, look at me” involuntarily I raised my head to look him in the eyes “you’re not alone, ok? Not anymore. I’m taking you with me.”

“Where?”

“To a safe place. Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you.”

“Who’s we?” I frowned

“You’ll see” he smiled and urged me to gather the most important things.

2 years ago

In my defense, I tried to learn lessons from Steve’s group meetings. I really did. But soon sitting on my ass, doing nothing but finding joy in little things got me fed up. I transformed from the little, scared and pathetic girl into a violent, vindictive woman. I bet it was those shadows in me that I tried to suppress for way to long. So after a couple of months I decided to let them out. From what I heard, Clint was raging his personal vendetta (since he lost all of his family as well) and I was considering joining him.

One day, I just found him on the street in some Japanese city, running around in some new suit, using blades and knifes instead of his characteristic bow and arrows. There were dead bodies and blood all over him and his face was twisted in both anger and pain.

“So, you are the Ronin? I heard about you.” I whispered standing behind his back, careful not to stamp on any of the people he killed

“I give you ten seconds to explain exactly who you are and why are you here.” He hissed

“Clint.”

“Y/N?” he turned around facing me “You’re alive?”

“I don’t know if that’s the right word to describe it.” I whispered when he hugged me briefly “I heard, what happened to you. I am so, so sorry Clint.”

“If you came here to ask me to stop……”

“No.”

“No? So, it wasn’t Cap or Nat with their big ideals and …..?”

“No. I don’t share their approach anymore.”

“Anymore. So you did before? What changed?”

“The anger. The pain. The fear” I shrugged “The sense of unfairness.”

“You lost him.” He stated simply. Clint never met Matt, but he heard me talk about him back in the Shield and Avengers days. We were close enough to let him in on that secret.

I just nodded, not able to say a word.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.”

“I know. I know you know how it feels.”

“You came a long way here, didn’t you? Let me take you to my place. It’s not much, but you can spend the night there.”

“Thanks. I… I actually came to ask for advice.”

“Ask for advice?” he laughed sarcastically “Me? Not a really good role model, am I?” he motioned towards the bloody stains on the streets.

“Not like this.” I shook my head “I need to know how do you remember. How do you not let those little memories of people you loved slip away.” I looked straight into his face, now shocked and so vulnerable “I’m starting to forget Clint. And I don’t want that.”

“Let’s go. I’ll tell you all you want, just not here.”

1 year ago

I had some lessons from Cap and some from Clint, but never really found my place with them. So I was riding solo like a villain now. I learned how to control my shadows like never before, maybe it was because they were always a part of the dark side of me which I now embraced fully. When I was pretending to be good, acting good, they were so much harder to contain. When I dropped the act and let the darkness in, they became an extension of my own being. I wasn’t just the Shadow anymore. I was going by The Darkness now. Not a killer, not a hero, but someone to be afraid of. I get back to Hell’s kitchen becoming the fright of every criminal in the city. Beating them up, leaving all of them defenseless, controlling all the transfers and dirty transactions. Never killing them though. I was not like Clint and murdering them would not bring me any satisfaction, that one I was sure of. Instead, my point was to make them afraid. Constantly. Scared that if they make one false move the Darkness would come straight at them. I wanted them to have sleepless nights, full of nightmares just like I did before. I wanted them shitting their pants just at the mere mention of my name. I wanted them looking back in fear I was hiding in the darkness where they could not see me. Truth be told, some of those cowards died because of a heart attacks caused by constant terror.

I got exactly what I wanted.

I got Hell’s kitchen in the palm of my hand. Cleaning it from the scumbags just like Matt always tried to. Just like he wanted to. But sometimes, just sometimes, I was wondering if he would recognize me under all those dirty things I did. Would he want to be with a villain? Or would that be too much for my catholic boyfriend and his work ethics?

Flashback

“Do you think we can ever make this city safe?” I was looking through the window onto the empty, silent street. Of course all the drama was happening underground. “Like, can we actually clear it from all the crime, criminals, pain and fear?”

“No. No, I don’t think so. Sad thing about it is that crime is like a hydra. You cut one head of it and two new grow back.” He hugged me from behind, his chest to my back, hands on my waist, chin on my arm.

“Then why are you still fighting? Isn’t it futile? And it sounds a bit hypocritical. I mean, you beat the shit out of the villains, risking your own health. And mine. And you have no hope it will get better?”

“I never said that” he spun me around so now I was facing him in the dark. I was facing Daredevil, in his suit, arguably the most dangerous person in Hell’s kitchen explaining his action “don’t try to outsmart a lawyer” he smirked and I did the same “I said we cannot eradicate crime. But we can fight for the good people. We can make this city better, safer. By doing good. Nothing will ever be perfect. No one….” He pulled me closer “wait, no, there’s one person who is perfect with her flaws, imperfections and insecurities. She’s the one who’s always positive in her quiet way, doing good and creating a safe space.”

“She?” I scoffed ”Matt, are you cheating on me?”

“You little silly kitten” he brushed his lips on my cheek and I closed my eyes. It’s been a while since we have an intimate moment like this “I love you.”

“I love you too, Mattie” I answered before he kissed me deeply conveying all his feelings for me.

End of flashback

So, would he love me the way I was now? Not so optimistic? Not creating safe space but running on terror and fright? Would he…..?

I quickly discarded those thoughts, though. He was gone. There was no point in wondering “what if”, it was bad for the mental health. I had to play with the cars I was given. And those weren’t exactly the good ones.

Now

I was called by Steve to the so-called headquarters. After all this time, he still believed there were a team to have such. Guess, he did not change that much.

“We need you.” he said over the phone

“Who’s we?” I joked, using the same phrase as 3 years ago when he found me in my apartment broken and crying the loneliness and pain away.

“You’ll see.” He smiled catching the reference at once.

“No, it won’t work this time, Steve. I’m not the same girl who buys into everything you say.”

“So, I’ve heard. You upgraded, right? I’m just not sure if you did it in the right direction.”

“ Are you disappointed now, Cap?” I smirked. I acted like I did not care, but truth be told, it pained me. I did what I did and there was no regret there, but hearing harsh words from him…..

“No. I’m not. You choose your own path, can’t blame you for that, even though it could have been a different one. But you’re still a part of the team. We have a chance to make things right, the right way. Will you come help?”

“Of course I will.” I muttered “and…. Steve?”

“Yes?”

“For what it’s worth, I am sorry.” Yeah, I lied. There was a bit of regret in me

“I know.”

***

“Scott? Holy shit, is that you?” I opened my eyes wide noticing the ant-man himself standing in the room, surrounded by the other members of the former Avengers .

“Hey there kiddo, long time no see.” He smiled brightly

“Yeah, um…. I guess. How are the ants? And how are you still…..?”

“Oh it’s a long story and ….”

“You’re late.” Clint walked right behind me patting my back making me jump as he smirked “we won’t be telling you this story for the second time.”

“Nice to see you too Clint. How’s Ronin doing?”

“Y/N.” Natasha came out of the room “it’s so good to see you again.”

“Hey, Nat. New haircut?”

“I didn’t really have much to do for the last couple years so can you blame a girl?”

“Not really. Is there someone else coming back from the grave? And why the fuck am I the last one to be called?”

“Um, cause you’re unstable kid. You’re the threat to this entire operation.”

“Well, talk about coming back from the dead. Hello, Stark.”

“Y/N.”

“Are you….um, you look pale.” Yeah, I know, not very intelligent response

“I spend some time in space, so that’s the effect on me.”

“Y/N!” before I realized what was happening I was being crashed in the embrace of Hulk. Bruce. Bruce who was now Hulk. Apparently he figured a way to make them both work together.

“You’re….. you’re crushing me Bruce” I panted and he let go “but nonetheless it’s good to see you.”

“Same kid. Now, since we have to move on pretty quick, how much do you know about the quantum physics?”

“Only as much as you taught me. Why?”

“That would be enough. Now listen….”

“How Is it that I’m the only one who doesn’t have a clue what is going on here?” some man, looking hangover, with dark glasses, long hair and matter beard burped from the corner

“Thor?” That was quite a surprise “what happened to you?!”

‘Lost the girl, lost the Kingdom, lost his brother. Blah, blah, blah, slippery slope. We’ve all been through it. Now can we stop this pity party and move on?” thankfully Rocket was quick to interfere before Thor really started the pity party. Not that I blamed him, he’s been through a lot.

Long story short, Scott found out that if we travel in time and space we can gather infinity stones and actually defeat Thanos. For good. So we studied the timelines, decided the best times to go back to, divided ourselves in teams and …. went back.

“See you in a minute” Nat smiled at us before we all disappeared.

I was travelling with Tony, Steve , Scott and Hulk. Despite some obstacles on the way (it can never be easy, right) we succeeded and came to present safe and sound. I frantically turned around checking if everyone were safe.

“Where’s Nat?” Clint managed to say next to me, not seeing our redhead friend.

Oh, shit.

Yes, we’ve been thought another loss. But we fought on. Having all the stones we get all the lost souls back. Loosing Tony on the way. He died a hero. After I paid my respect and said goodbye to everyone I returned to the Hell’s Kitchen. Hoping Matt would be back as well. Probably confused, not knowing what happened. Scott warned me that for those who blipped the time stopped so it would be like they never left.

“MATT?!” I yelled the second I opened the door to his apartment “MATT!? Are you there?”

“Y/N?” he emerged from the bathroom, confused expression on his face “Baby, what happened?”

“MATT!” I jumped right at him, making him grab my tights as I pulled him closer than possible. He really was back.

“Y/n? Not that I’m complaining, but……” he held me close and my heart was just racing hundred miles an hour.

“I missed you.” I muttered cupping his cheek lovingly

“Missed me? Baby, I’ve been in the bathroom for barely five minutes. “ he raised an eyebrow suspiciously “what are you up to?”

“Oh, right. I should probably explain this to you.”

“Explain what?”

“Nothing. Never mind. Later. Can you just kiss me? Please?”

“I don’t understand the rush but how can I refuse?” he leaned down, put a single strand of hair behind my ear, traced his fingers over my jaw (making me impatient with all those gestures) and finally pressed his lips onto mine. I melted into him instantly. I knew I missed him, but I never realized the scope of it. His touch and warmth, and the security I felt in his arms. His soft hair and his slight stubble. God! I locked my hands on his neck pulling him closer, not wanting him to stop.

“Someone’s desperate.” he smirked with playful glint in his eyes as his lips moved to my neck

“I….”

“Don’t deny. I can feel your heart racing.”

“I wasn’t going to deny.” I groaned when he found that soft spot.

“Do you need something more from me, baby? You just gotta ask, you know.”

Surprisingly even to myself I didn’t want more. I just needed to be in his arms, cuddling, holding him and letting him hold me, craving to just feel him next to me, not in the physical sense. And he did that, as we laid in bed in each other embrace, enjoying this moment as I explained to him everything that happened.

“Three years?” he asked, terrified “I’ve been gone for three years?”

“Yes.”

“And…. And you’ve been alone all this time?” his grip on my waist suddenly became stronger, one of his hand sneaking up my back pulling me closer to his chest.

“I was so lonely, Mattie, so freaking lonely.”

“Oh, my love.” He kissed my temple and then top of my head and then my cheek and nose, ultimately brushing his lips against mine “you poor little thing. I am so sorry.”

“You said as if it was your fault. You did not have anything to say in the matter. Might have as well been the other way round. It could have been me who disappeared.”

“I would go crazy without you.” he muttered, cupping my cheek and brushing his thumb over it, making me instantly lean into the touch “absolutely crazy. I would turn into Frank Castle with his personal vendetta.”

“Or like Clint Barton.”

“The guy you used to work with? Hawkeye?” he was fairly familiar with my Shield friends “what does he have to do with it?”

“Nothing. It’s in the past now. Can you kiss me again.”

“Stop asking. I’ve got three years to make up for, right? So trust me, you’re not leaving this apartment, this bed specifically, any time soon.”

“Mattie!” I giggled when he switched our positions so instead of my head on his chest I was now flat on my back, his toned body hovering over me.

“I will make up for all the lost time” he murmured closing the gap between us, the kissed quickly turning more and more heated, our hands wandering everywhere and soon we were both shirtless. “So… what do I do with you now…..?” he whispered against my collarbone.

Before I could answer there was a rather loud and frantic knock on the door.

“Who the hell….?” Matt hissed trying best to ignore the noises and focus on me.

“Matt? Y/N? Are you in there? What happened in this damn city?”

“Foggy!” I wriggled out of Matt’s arms, to which action he groaned and rushed to the door. “Foggy!” hugged my friend tightly “So good to see you. Is Karen all right? Have you seen her?”

“She’s on the way.” Foggy explained “but before she get here I suggest you put on some shirt. I;m not even asking what did I interrupt.”

“You always had bad timing” Matt hissed showing at the door and passing me his T-shirt.

“Well my bad timing saved your ass from trouble a couple times, so I’m not sorry. But now, can you explain to me what is “the blip”?

***

3 weeks later

“Y/N?” it was after hours and Matt was getting ready for his night patrol. This time I was joining him since we agreed my skills were far too good to go to waste. I guess one good thing coming from the blip was that I was finally acknowledged by my boyfriend.

“Yes, Mattie?”

“There are some rumors on the street. And since you’ve been here the last couple years maybe you could explain something to me.”

“Sure, honey. What did you hear?”

“Who is Darkness?” Oh shit. I was up for a lot of explaining.

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Blood On The Dance Floor: Chapter 3

Hoseok x Reader

Genre/Rate: 18+, established relationship, thriller, fatal attraction!AU (kind of, but with major changes), smut, angst, and fluff.

Summary: Bora has a realization, you surprise Hobi at work, and you finally meet Bora.

Warnings: None to note.

WC: 1.1K

Author’s Note: Continuing my yearly tradition of posting something on my birthday lol! I know this part is kind of short but I hope you guys enjoy it!

“I need a fucking drink,” Hobi muttered to himself as he looked up onto the stage, where the members of HYBE’s most popular male and female group were standing. It was the first week in December now, and the year end shows were already beginning. In addition to working with HYBE’s newest boy group who were now freshly debuted, Hobi was put in charge of choregraphing a few unit stages as well. Hobi being Hobi, he loved the challenge but god damn it, he felt like he was going to lose his mind.

“Hobi, what do you want to do?” Bora wondered from his side and Hobi glanced over at her before taking a deep breath.

“I guess we’ll show it to them again,” he replied before walking up the steps to the stage with Bora following right behind him, and every member of the two respective groups settled their gazes on Hobi as he began to talk to them.

“I know this can feel a little awkward, doing a dance as sensual as the one we’re having you guys do to Sway With Me, but you all have to loosen up a little bit,” Hobi told them. “Here, get together with your partner and we’ll go over the movements again. Bora, demonstrate for the women please.”

“Yes Sir,” Bora nodded her head, moving to stand a few paces away from Hobi so that they were both visible to the groups.

“And 5, 6, 7, 8,” Hobi counted them off, leading the groups through a medium paced version of the choreography. The couples were still too stuff with each other though, their arms not even completely around each other as they danced.

“No, no, no, no,” Hobi groaned. “This just isn’t working.”

“Tell me about it,” one of the male idols mumbled.

“Maybe we should take a short break,” Bora suggested. “Let the choreography marinate in their minds a little bit, you know?”

“We don’t have time for that. The show is tomorrow,” Hobi reminded her. After thinking for a few seconds, a lightbulb went off in Hobi’s head and he snapped his fingers in victory. “Bora, come here.”

“Ok,” she said confusedly before moving to stand right next to him.

“Bora-ssi and I are going to demonstrate the choreography for you guys, so that you can have a tangible sense of what we need from you tomorrow night during the show,” Hobi explained. Turning to face her, Hobi held his hands out and Bora placed her own into them, letting him wrap her arms around his neck before he settled his hands on her waist and pulled her closer to his body.

“And 5, 6, 7, 8,” Hobi counted off again, following the music that was still dancing as he led Bora in a tango. The two of them went through the movements effortlessly, their limbs seemingly an extension of each other’s as they did the entire song.

As they danced, they also kept an intense eye contact with each other. For Hobi, this was just an example of how he wanted the idols to do it the next night; for Bora, however, it felt like the spark to something special.

She had never realized how deep and beautiful his brown eyes were and now that she had looked into them, she didn’t know if she’d ever be able to look away from them again.

“And that’s how it’s done!” Hobi smiled once the song ended, and the group of idols all applauded for their mini performance. “Now, let’s all try that again.” The music began again and the couples went through the choreography a few more times, getting better and better each time that the song restarted.

Although she knew she should’ve been paying attention to the idols, Bora couldn’t help but to keep her gaze on Hobi. Watching him put such passion into his job impressed her, and she couldn’t help but to notice how his muscles bulged underneath his fitted sweatshirt.

“Alright, let’s break for today!” Hobi announced. “We meet here, bright and early, at 9am for rehearsals!” All of the idols bowed to both Hobi and Bora before beginning to filter off stage, and Hobi was about to do the same until he heard someone shout his name.

“Hey, Jung!” Hobi turned around then, a wide grin on his face when he saw you standing in front of the stage.

“Y/N, hi!” He greeted you happily, walking to the edge of the stage and bending down, pressing a firm kiss to your lips. “What are you doing here?”

“Well, I was bored at home so I decided to come visit you,” you responded. “I hope it’s not a bad time.”

“Not at all,” he assured you. “We actually just ended for the day. Here, I’ll introduce you to everyone.” Hobi grabbed you by your hand then, introducing you to all of the crew members, a few other choreographers, and even a few idols that were still sticking around for VCR shoots.

“Ah, I almost forgot,” Hobi chuckled as he led you down the steps from the stage, where Bora was gathering up her things. “Y/N, this is my assistant choreographer Bora. Bora, this is my wife Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you,” you smiled as you extended your hand towards her and you noticed the slight hesitation she had in placing her hand in yours, as well as the small grimace that she was obviously trying to conceal with a smile.

“Nice to meet you as well,” Bora replied. “Hobi showed me a photo of you but I have to say, it doesn’t do you justice.”

“Well, thank you,” you nodded towards her. “You’re quite the looker yourself. I hope Hobi hasn’t been working you too hard. I know he has a hard time knowing when to slow down. ”

“Oh no, he hasn’t thrown anything at me so far that I couldn’t handle,” Bora replied with a smile and you couldn’t help but to raise an eyebrow at her choice of words.

“Hobi, we should get going now if we want to make it to our favorite restaurant for dinner,” you told him and he nodded his head.

“You’re right. See you tomorrow Bora,” Hobi said.

“Bright and early,” Bora grinned.

“It was nice meeting you Bina,” you said.

“It’s Bora.”

“Excuse me?”

“My name,” Bora deadpanned. “It’s Bora, not Bina.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you bowed lightly towards her. “My honest mistake.”

“See you later Bora,” Hobi repeated before placing his hand on the small of your back and starting to lead you out of the building. “Bina? Really Y/N-ah?”

“Whatever,” you muttered. “You better keep an eye out for her.” Hobi just rolled his eyes, wrapping one arm around your waist as the two of you walked out of the building. Unbeknownst to the both of you, Bora watched the both of you the entire time, her stomach turning at the sight of Hobi’s arm around you.

“Fucking bitch,” she muttered underneath her breath before gathering her own things and leaving the building.

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justheretop0st · 1 year

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Honest

“How long have you felt this way?”

Silence. There was nothing that hurt worse than silence. It maintained a tingling pain throughout her chest. Her eyes wanted to release tears, but none fell. Her lips wanted to shout, but no words left their confines. Her skin wanted to be hot, but it just prickled with cold needles. She needed to save face, she was in the laundromat parking lot. People could only see her holding her phone in front of her, but would anyone ever truly know what was happening in this moment? Probably not.

“For a year and a half.”

“So what did you think would happen if you brought it up when you felt like that?” She knew the exact answer. Perhaps there was to much strain put on their relationship. Perhaps it was doomed from the beginning, not because it was long distance but because his family believed that they were destined for each other. What a destiny.

“That I would hurt you. That we would break up the group dynamic. That you would drink? That everyone would stick their nose in what happened.”

This was a reasonable fear. It was completely valid. But it didn’t make the tingling ease up. No. It made it worse. “Well, you’re the type of man to tell people to shut up and mind their own business. I would too. We don’t have to tell anyone. Am I hurt? Yes. But not because you feel like this. I’m hurt because you waited. You’ve said so yourself, ‘when I lose interest in something, I lose motivation and just stop doing whatever it is.’ You lost interest in this relationship, you lost motivation, but you kept this going. You wasted my time and you wasted your time.”

Taking a deep breath somehow made the pain worse. Perhaps it was pressing against her heart and perhaps it was the blood she could hear throbbing in her ears. “I am upset. But not because you feel like this. People drift apart and it’s ok. You said long distance relationships are doomed to fail from the beginning. Yet you pursued it with me, with no sign or word of how you truly felt. Now, I want you to be happy. Even if it isn’t with me. But take what I’m telling you to heart. Learn from it and apply it. Be honest with your person. I would have preferred you told me back then, versus now. Because we wouldn’t have wasted the time. It would have saved me the energy of keeping this relationship going.”

He was silent through it all. Perhaps he took this time to eat his Pizza Rolls. But he was silent and let her speak her peace. Maybe it was because she wasn’t yelling at him. In fact, she was relatively calm. Her voice was cracking, but under the circumstances, it was to be expected. But every once in a while, she would hear a sniffle. She did hope that he wouldn’t be as upset as her. She was glad that she decided to talk to him. She was glad that even though he didn’t want to, he still was willing.

“Now, if I have to be the bad guy I will. I think we should call it. And I think now is the time for you to express whatever you need to. Now is the time to be honest and let everything off your chest. I don’t want you to end up with regrets.”

Again there was silence. He always did take the time to pick his words. When his voice did pierce the silence, the tears that wanted to fall, finally fell. “You aren’t the bad guy. At least, you aren’t the sole cause of this. For any regrets, I have none except not having the courage to tell you sooner. I have no qualms about us being friends. You’re a wonderful person and you’ve shown that everyday. I think that’s it on my end really.”

It was her turn to be silent. She tried her best to regain her composure. She’s been through this before and still it hurt like a red barbed wire being dragged through her body. She had to end the call. There were more questions. There were things she needed closure on. But what would it matter now?

“Ok. Well I think I will need some time before I can talk to you again. So.. I’ll talk to you soon.” Her voice cracked and her automatic sniffle was apparent. She had hoped it didn’t pick up, but as loud as it was, it did.

“That’s fair. I am here for you if you need me. Ok?”

“Yeah. I’ll talk to you soon.”

“I’ll talk to you soon.”

The moment the call ended. A wail escaped her lips. She gripped her hair and leaned against the steering wheel. Her breathing was caught and hitched even though she tired to calm herself down. She had things to do.

It took a few minutes, but the tears stopped. She looked in the rear view mirror and saw her eyes were red and still watery. At this point who would care? Who would really care enough to ask? She had things to do. With a final wipe of her eyes, she opened the door and left the comfort of her car.

She had things to do. She had laundry to fold. She would be honest to herself later. But life moved on, and that was the honest truth of it.

#angst #break up #mini fic #reader x male #male x reader #long distance couple #long distance exes #long distance angst #honesty #self doubt #peaceful break up #writing #my writing #writing drabble #my life right now #writing to real #writing to vent #writing to cope

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soapsudsblog · 1 year

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Marisa Ramirez’s last episode GH Transcript 12/4/02

Nikolas: Hey. So, how's Kristina?

Ned: Well, the surgery was a success. So far, so good.

Gia: Thank god.

Nikolas: Alexis -- she's doing ok?

Ned: Yeah, she's ok. She's tired, ok.

Gia: Look, I know this is probably a bad time to tell her, but there's a problem.

Ned: With what?

Gia: The rest of Alexis' life is falling apart.

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Gia: Alexis.

Alexis: Hi, Gia. What do you think of my little girl?

Gia: She's beautiful.

Alexis: And she's strong.

Gia: I can't tell you how relieved I am. You must have been out of your mind with worry.

Alexis: Well, it all worked out, thank god.

Gia: Good. Listen, now that Kristina's ok, I was hoping you could take a couple of minutes to look through your messages and let me know what the priorities are.

Alexis: My daughter's my priority.

Gia: I'll come back, then.

Alexis: That's just the point. I won't be returning messages anytime soon.

Gia: Ok, well, no problem. I can handle the messages. I just need to know which are important and which aren't. Maybe you could just look through the list?

Alexis: My daughter's important. Nothing else matters to me. But thank you for coming by.

Gia: You're welcome. Well, I hope Alexis has a huge trust fund because her law practice is about to go bankrupt.

Ned: Well, this may come as a shock, but Alexis for once in her life is actually focused on something other than work.

Gia: I completely understand. I have helped out as best I could. You know, first, it was logging messages, but now it's gone way past that. Alexis needs more than her nephew's fiancée helping out.

Ned: Ok, I'll find another lawyer to fill in. But in the meantime, can you just do the best you can to hold down the fort until I find somebody?

Gia: I'll try.

Ned: Thanks.

Gia: Well, I guess I'm going back to Alexis' office.

Nikolas: All right. You ok?

Gia: Yeah, I'm fantastic.

Nikolas: Ok.

Gia: Just log all the angry messages and I'll meet you later.

Nikolas: Ok. See you.

Ned: Thanks, Gia.

Nikolas: Ned, can I ask you something? It's a little personal, maybe a little out of line. But I just --

Ned: I'll let you know.

Nikolas: You and Alexis -- what went wrong?

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Ned: What happened between Alexis and me is really not your concern.

Nikolas: That's fair. You're right. It's just I'm -- I'm really looking for some advice. Ned, you and Alexis -- you have this connection, however you want to put it. I don't really know. It's just that it was strong enough to get you through a wedding that didn't happen, you falling in love with Alexis' sister, and a child --

Ned: When do we get to the advice part?

Nikolas: Ok. Gia and I, as you know, have been engaged for over a year. We've made wedding plans, guest lists. We've set dates that came and went. We've -- we even figured out the wording of our invitations, hired and fired bands --

Ned: Forget the bands. Forget the guests lists. Forget the invitations.

Nikolas: What --

Ned: In fact, why don't you just forget the whole wedding?

Nikolas: Why would I do that? I love Gia. I want to marry her.

Ned: Then do it, because planning a wedding is like looking out over a ledge when you're poised to jump. It's an excellent way to come to your senses and realize you'd rather not. Why do you think they call it "taking the leap"?

Nikolas: Yeah.

Ned: You wait too long --

Nikolas: You wait too long and you lose.

Man: I'm here to see a patient -- Alexis Davis. I was told downstairs that she's on this floor.

Nurse: I'm sorry, but visiting hours are just about over.

Man: This is an emergency. Ms. Davis is my attorney.

Gia: Excuse me. You wouldn't be Walter Dern, would you?

Man: Yes. How would you know?

Gia: I'm Gia Campbell. I'm Ms. Davis' associate. I've heard your voice on our answering machine several times. Look, I'm afraid Alexis isn't seeing visitors right now. She just had a baby. Unfortunately, she gave birth prematurely. It was a very difficult labor and delivery, and the baby just recovered from surgery.

Walter: I'm not unsympathetic, Ms. Campbell, but I'm on the verge of being evicted. I run a homeless shelter on Courtland street. The state has instituted condemnation proceedings, something about a freeway off ramp. Do you know what that means? 32 families will be put out on the street. Now, Ms. Davis was supposed to file an injunction against the notice to quit. It has to be filed tonight or we're out of court. And I don't see any alternative but to sue --

Gia: Ok, slow down, Mr. Dern. The injunction will be filed on time. In fact, Ms. Davis was so concerned, she just called me to make sure that the paperwork was all in order, which it is.

Walter: Are you sure?

Gia: Absolutely. I just copied -- that is, I reviewed the restraining order, and I was on my way to file it just now.

Walter: You're an attorney?

Gia: Of course.

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Elizabeth: "I love you too much to wait another day. Marry me. Tonight." So, she doesn't know anything about this?

Nikolas: Nope, nope. Not a thing. And I've got the whole honeymoon mapped out. I mean, we're going from Venice to Corsica, then to Sicily. And Paris. I forgot about Paris. Paris is a lock. Remember, we were supposed to go there last year --

Elizabeth: I remember, yeah. Gia was so excited.

Nikolas: Yeah, well, I had to call it off for work, of course.

Elizabeth: It's not like you had a choice. I mean, you just had to take over your family's estate.

Nikolas: Yeah, well, you know what? It's just taken up too much of my time, and it's time that I should be spending with her.

Elizabeth: Well, this whole trip -- it sounds amazing, Nikolas. It really does. But what about Gia's plans? I mean, didn't she want some big cathedral wedding with bridesmaids and a horse-drawn carriage and a wedding veil with a mile-long train? I mean, wasn't that her fantasy?

Nikolas: Yeah, that's -- that's the problem, Elizabeth. I mean, this fantasy wedding of hers is becoming more of a fantasy every single day, and there's never going to be a perfect moment. And the more you wait for it, the more apt of losing what you have.

Elizabeth: Tell me about it. You think you have something worth waiting for, and all of a sudden you realize you've waited too long.

Gia: Hey, what's with you two? I have amazing news, and you guys look like somebody died.

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Gia: It was so exciting. I felt so empowered, you know? Like I actually made a difference in someone's life.

Nikolas: You filed the injunction yourself?

Gia: Mm-hmm. Found it and filed it, and I saved Dern's shelter -- not to mention Alexis' reputation. Nikolas, 32 families have a warm place to sleep tonight because of me. It's so amazing. You know, I hate to admit it, but I think my family was right -- I would make a fantastic attorney. So you know what? I'm going to law school.

Elizabeth: Ta-da!

Gia: Oh! For me?

Elizabeth: For you.

Gia: Oh. Thank you. I bet I know who they're from -- Walter Dern, Alexis' client.

Elizabeth: Well, there's a card.

Gia: Oh.

Nikolas: No, let me. Ahem. You're right. It says "thank you for the save. Walter Dern."

Gia: Oh.

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#GH #General Hospital #Nikolas Cassadine #Gia Campbell #Nia #Marisa Ramirez

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edgyeddiefan · 2 years

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Summary: Season 5. Time changed and Steve is stuck in the past. Can he change the turnout of time?

Warnings: language, angst?, fluffy moments, Steddie/Ronance.

Notes: I wrote this for a fan I follow. The problem is I am not a writer so this may be cringey, and/or suck.

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“Steve. Steve. STEVE!” The brown haired boy sat up from the grassy outdoors. His eyes still cloudy from the bright sun. “Steve! Thank goodness. Are you ok?” Nancy stood above him looking down at his squinted eyes. “Huh..?” Steve answered confusion plastered on his face. “Steve. You passed out.” Nancy said helping the teen up. “What in the..” he looked at Nancy to see her long straight brown hair. Nancy cut her hair. And it wasn’t straight last time he saw her. “Are you sure your ok? You don’t look to good. Maybe you should stay home from school.” But didn’t they graduate already? Steve looked around at the scenery. The bright blue skies and no sign of Hawkins ever even being destroyed. Steve looked at Nancy. His pale face had the girl confused and in some state of panic. “Hey Nance. What year is it?” *2 days earlier* The gates had completely destroyed Hawkins. Eddie was dead. Max…no one knows exactly. Vecna was still out there somewhere and he wasn’t going to stop until the whole world was his. “Hey Steve. You doing okay?” Robin asked walked up beside Steve. “Yeah. I guess. I’m worried for Dustin. He isn’t doing too well.” Steve answered looking over the hill to see Eleven, Mike, Will, Lucas, and dustin talking about only god knows what. Dustin still had a tear stained face and that blank emotion. “Hey. He’s always going to be with us. Dustin just needs time to cope. It’s not everyday you lose one of your best friends let alone role model.” Robin says sitting in the grass at Steve’s feet. She pulled on his pant leg motioning for him to sit too. “Thanks Robin. I just wish there was something I could do. Like…go back in time. Change things. You know?” Steve says sitting and looking off in the distance at Hawkins destroyed form. “Sure. We all want to go back and change something but if we did we wouldn’t be the people we are today.” Robin answered. “Whoa. Where did that come from? Miss. Inspirational.” Robin laughed. “I wish. I saw it from a movie. Im not smart enough to come up with that on my own.” Steve smiled “sure you are. You just don’t want to.” Robin looked down at Hawkins. “Yeah. I guess so.” The silence between the two went for a couple minutes before Steve finally stood up. “I need some air. Watch the little shits for me?” “Sure Steve. Whatever you say.” Steve walked out of the meadow and back into the forest towards Hoppers cabin. The truth was he also needed time. The fact he couldn’t save Eddie or max or anyone else got to his mind. He did need air but he was also scared that if stayed any longer he would have broke down. The stress put on him was high and the fact he was scared that he couldn’t save anyone else. He decided it would be best to not bother Joyce or Hopper if they were home. He strayed from the path little by little. He knew these woods well. From lovers lake to skull rock. He even knew the little things like where trees were or even bushes. Though he never stopped walking. He followed another path down to the city. Walking through each fallen building. Each crack of the upside downs destruction. Every shop him and his dates had ever been too. The memories of the town flooded his brain. It saddened him that the small town in which he grew up was gone. That exact thinking is what led him down this hole. When he finally gave in. He was sent somewhere else. Somewhere only the ‘King of Hawkins High’ would know. To the past. ———————————————————————- I hope this isn’t terrible. Let me know if anyone wants a part two?

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chayacat · 8 months

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Road96: Shandara’s Land (14)

Fandom: Road96

Rated M for Language and Violence.

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The clock is ticking in his mind. He has to be fast if he wants to save them. But for that he must find them. And without knowledge of the place, it may be difficult. But that's not knowing Stan Sanchez. He will search every corner of this basement until he finds them. He must. On Jarod and Alex's side, the water continued to rise. As Jarod searched for a way to escape, Alex began to lose hope.

“We're going to die... We're going to die...” said Alex, desperate.

“Don't say that. We're going to find a way out of there.” Responds Jarod.

“Look all around us! There is no exit! and the water continues to climb! We're not going to get away with it! We're going to end up drowning! I'll never see mom and John again...”

“Hey.” starts Jarod, putting his gloved hand on Alex’s shoulders. “Listen kid. Now is not the time to give up. We'll get through this. I know we're going to get through this. Trust me, ok? One way or another, I'd get you out of there. Even if I have to leave my skin there. Take it back, will you? We need you, kid.”

Alex looks at him sadly. He may be a 14-year-old genius, but he is still a child. He nodded, a small smile emerging on his face. Jarod nodded in response and patted Alex on the shoulder before looking around. The room doesn't really have any other way out than the door. But it is securely closed and seems very resistant to water pressure. We can say what we want, but when she wants to get rid of someone, Merlina Yung does not go by four paths. The door is therefore their only survival option. But the water rises, beginning to reach Alex's basin. He must act quickly, or find a solution to attract someone, without knowing that Stan had freed himself from his room.

On Mitch and Anna's side, the room they were locked in was getting colder and colder, slowly but surely. Anna warmed up as best she could, rubbing her arms forcefully. Smoke came out of his mouth, a sign of the coldness of the room. Mitch tried to break down the door, but nothing happened. Even his monstrous kicks didn't change anything, the door didn't move a bit.

“Daggnabit. This door is more resistant than I thought. But don't worry, I'll get us out of there.” Mitch said, smoke coming out of his hood.

“it's useless Mitch... Merlina reinforced this room so that we could not get out of it. You can only open it from the outside and still... With the ice that will form, the door will be completely frozen. We're going to end up frozen here. That's not really how I imagined my death.” said Anna sadly.

“Hey don’t say that. We're going to survive, okay? I'm sure Stan will come and get us out of there.”

“How can you be so sure? We don’t know what kind of trap he fell into. If it finds he drowned, was crushed, or burned... and it's the same for Jarod and Alex. We may be the last ones still alive...” replied Anna as tears starts to flow on her face.

“Hey. Look at me.” said Mitch putting his hands on Anna’s shoulders. “You know they say that twins... are mentally linked. That they always know when the other is not doing well and all this weird and wacky stuff. But believe me. Stan is still alive, I feel it. And I know he made it. He will come to save us. I am sure of that. So don't lose hope. Believe in him.”

Anna stood for a few seconds without reacting, before smiling and nodding. Mitch was right. Now was not the time to lose hope. The cold was getting heavier and heavier. Mitch then took Anna against him, so he could warm her up and prevent her from falling asleep. He couldn't help but feel anxious himself. But he hid it, so as not to make Anna lose hope for good.

“Hurry up Stan... I beg you. Please.” He whispers, his voice trembling a little.

At the same time in the corridors, Stan was running at high speed. Looking from right to left for the rooms where the others were locked up. He tried to pick up the slightest sound, the slightest voice that would allow him to direct it. He prayed internally that it would not already be too late. Suddenly a noise caught his attention. Someone was banging on a door. Then voices. Or at least one vote. Alex's.

“Hey!!!! Kid!!! continues to make noises!!” Said Stan rushing to the voice.

He ran as fast as he could, hearing Alex's voice more and more. He arrived at the door where he was able to see him with Jarod. The water was still rising dangerously so that Alex no longer touched the ground, gripping to Jarod to stay his head above water. In the bottom you could see a box floating and on it, the bag of the young boy.

“Move! I'm going to blow up the window of the door!” said Stan aiming his shot gun.

“I've already tried! The glass is doubled! and the door is too solid! You must get us out of there differently!” responds Jarod.

“You're funny! How do I do it?? It's not like I really have time to think!”

“S... Stan! I... I notice that some doors had a control panel to open them! Look for...look for the one connected to that door! Quick!”

“Okay! Okay! A control panel...a control panel...Ah! I found it!”

He placed himself in front of the control panel of the door. Jarod and Alex began to lose their footing little bit, despite Jarod's efforts to keep Alex's head above water. Stan tried to press all the buttons, but none worked. You had to enter a very specific code to unlock the door. time was fleeing at high speed, and Jarod, now completely immersed in the water, banged on the door, a sign to Stan that he was running out of time. Alex lost consciousness. So, in a desperate act and when he no longer heard Jarod's blows, Stan in a scream of rage fired his shotgun at the control panel which exploded... and unlocked the door. He then opened the latter, allowing the water to spread in the corridors of the basement. Alex and Jarod were driven and found themselves on the ground. They regained consciousness while panting, spitting out the water that had begun to enter their bodies.

“Hey! Are you alright??” asks Stan running and kneeling to them.

“You...You...You take your time...Damnit. We almost stayed there for good.” said Jarod coughing.

“Ok... If this is your way of thanking me... There's nothing to it. Kid? Are you okay?”

“I’m...i see my short and genius life parade before my eyes...it was...horrible. But...i’m fine...thank you Stan...” responds Alex coughing too.

“Can you get back up? we still have to find Anna and Mitch.”

Alex got up with Jarod's help and retrieved his bag from the crate. And as he hoped, nothing had been touched by the water. the trio set out to free Mitch and Anna, still trapped in their ice trap. Precisely on the side of Anna and Mitch. The cold was beginning to become unbearable. Anna felt her eyes close little by little. She just wanted to sleep a little bit.

“A-A-Anna! Don’t...Don’t close your eyes! Stay...Stay with me!” said Mitch, shaking because of the cold, warming her to keep her awake.

“But...I'm...tired...” responds Anna a little weak.

“N-n-no no no, don’t fall asleep! If you close your eyes, you’ll die, okay?? S-Stan will get us o-ou-out of here! But you have to stay with me and awake! P-Please, h-hold on!

“I... I’ll try.” replied Anna, leaning more against Mitch.

Mitch hugged her tighter to him, trying to warm her up as best he could. But even he felt the fatigue taking him. He had to resist. Otherwise, he knows that he will never wake up again. As he slowly began to close his eyes... a scream. A voice. And this voice, he could not forget it. Stan.

“MIIIIIIIIIITCH!!!! WHERE ARE YOU?? PLEASE ANSWER ME! MITCH!!!” Shout Stan in the corridors.

He knew it. He felt it. But he had trouble answering him. While all he has to do is yell for him to find them. But he felt weak because of the cold. And he felt that Anna was not going to stay for long. His brother is there... only a few meters away from him perhaps... and he may miss them because of Mitch's weakness. But Mitch didn't want to give up. Not so close to the goal. So, he clenched his fist and in a burst of adrenaline, he screamed at the top of his lungs.

“STAAAAAAAN!!!! STAAAAAN WE’RE HERE!!!!” Shouts Mitch.

“MITCH! HANG ON BROTHER I’M COMING!!!” Responds Stan.

Mitch heard several speeding steps towards them. And when he saw his brother behind the door, Mitch couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

“Mitch! Daggnabit hang on!” said Stan. Through the door.

“Stan...” responds Mitch.

“Open the door! Hurry kid!” replied Stan to Alex.

“Give me a sec damnit! I need to hack the control panel!” Said Alex with his small computer in hand.

“Hang on Mitch! Don't close your eyes! I'm here!” Then he saw that Anna was almost asleep. “Anna! Anna! Stay with us! Listen to me! Please!”

Anna opened her eyes slightly, looking at Stan. But the latter knows that she will not last much longer just like Mitch. He watched Alex tap on his little laptop as fast as he could.

“Come on kid, come on!” said Stan.

“I can’t open the door! All the system is frozen!” said Alex.

“WHAT ?!”

“What if you try to warm up the room?” said Jarod.

“Of course! Just give me a sec!” replied Alex, hacking the air conditioning system of the room. “Okay! Time to reverse the temperature!”

As he pressed a button, they could hear a strange noise above them. Mitch and Anna then felt that the temperature gradually rose. Stan saw water slowly flowing at his feet and tried to open the door. He finally managed to open it after a dozen attempts. Stan ran up to Mitch and Anna and took them both in his arms, hugging them tightly.

“Daggnabit...you’re so cold!” He said worried.

“Yes... For once... I wouldn't say no to a good cup of hot chocolate... I know what it's like now to be meat in a freezer.” Said Mitch shaking a little.

“Hehe... You haven't lost your sense of humour at least... Come on you two. We get out of here.”

“And... Adam?” asks Anna.

“...We didn't find him. Merlina used him as bait. We were trapped like fools. The kid will warn the others that we are coming back and what happened. We need to take care of both of you. You are completely frozen.”

Helped by Stan and the others, Mitch and Anna left the room. Alex managed to reach Sonya and the others, explaining what had happened. Although she was sad to know that Adam was still captive, Sonya was relieved to hear that he was fine and that the whole group was alive. The small group left the building as discreetly as they had entered and left in the direction of the hideout.

They could feel soothed... Because they have just escaped the kiss of Death.

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(The holidays are finally over which means a slightly less tense pace of work, and more time to play Baldur's Gate too. a lot of romance possible, but my heart has already been captured by this dear Astarion. Even if Gale and Karlach are just as adorable. I hope you’ll like it like the other ones! Feel free to tell me what you think about it! Have a great weekend to you all! See ya!)

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rosenallies · 1 year

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It’s me! Hi! Nat and Jane enthusiast who writes you little fics 🙋🏽‍♀️ I need to start using a specific emojis or something so that you know that its me but anyway I’m back with a story but for teacher au 🤭 This is very long and I’m so sorry but it’s too funny not to share. So bear with me 😭 im going to explain this situation that happened with me and my younger brother but instead of me and him, I’m going to insert emerald and jasper (even though our age gap is 10 years instead of 3 so this situation was even dumber for us 😭 but hopefully this story makes sense)

So it’s a Saturday which for kids that’s turn up day. And on this particular Saturday, their parents aren’t home and at this point the kids are like 11 and 14. Jasper comes knocking on his sisters door and telling her that nonny asked both of them to do the dishes while they’re all gone. So he says, to make an equal workload, he’ll unload the dishwasher and she can load the dirty dishes. But he wants her to come in the kitchen with him because he’s bored. She’s like okay whatever and she brings her phone to play music so that they’re no bored. And they’re kind of talking when emeralds playlist starts playing Break Free by Ariana Grande (this is important as this is the exact song that me and my brother were acting like complete fools to🥲). When Jasper and Emerald get together they act so silly, so when this song comes on they stop what they’re doing and just start break dancing and shit. Keep in mind, Jasper is a gangly child with poor control of his limbs 😭 While they’re dancing and just being stupid, he FALLS. And not like a regular fall it’s like a cartoon character that slipped on a banana type fall. Feet completely left the floor and everything 😭😭 And somehow (I don’t even know how this happened in real life) he hits a lower cabinet and dents the fuck out of it 😭 first Em makes sure he’s okay and she’s really freaked out but he’s fine. Once he says that he’s okay, his butt just hurts she loses it 😂 So now she’s hysterically laughing at him. Like bent over, stomach hurting, crying laughing. But then they notice the dent and they’re both like 😮 they don’t even finish the dishes because Em has to help him to the couch and while she was bringing him an ice pack, their parents get home 💀 so they’re like what do we say about the dent?? Parents saying hello and before they can even ask them anything the kids start frantically explaining what happened and the parents are just like “huh?” “You feel and broke our cabinet dancing??” They ofc gets laughed at by their parents and told they aren’t allowed to break dance in the kitchen 😭

Hope you enjoyed that because I’m crying reliving this in my head 😅

snsbsbsb pls 😭😭 first of all, was ur brother ok bc 🫣🫣🫣 how tf did he dent a whole ass cabinet 😭😭 that is so cute tho I can imagine them doing chores together all the time just bc they like the company and it makes it go by quicker when theyre having fun 🥰🥰

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mostlymarvelsstuff · 2 years

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Ok. With that wandanat angst, you know, the one that broke my heart and left me in tears, can you do an alternative ending one where Steve takes the stones back, and after he returns the stone, y/n comes back. And she walks to the grave where they are all standing at the end, and she does THE WHISTLE, you know the one I'm talking about. There reactions are up to you. But Steve is there behind y/n to explain.

Please🥺 and I love your writing so much

Authors note: everybody say a big thank you to @mutlifandomloverblog for mending our broken hearts 💖

Word count: 6479

Warnings: Angst, happy ending

WandaNat Masterlist Marvel Masterlist Original angst ending

“It’s ok baby. It was just a nightmare, I’m here” you whisper as she tucks her face into your neck

She sniffles and you can feel her warm tears against her shoulder, “I have to relive watching our lyubovʹ(love) get dusted only to watch the same happen to you. Over and over again.”

“I know. They always feel so terribly real.”

You nod, “I do”

Her brows furrowed further, “Why did you never tell me detka(baby)?”

“That doesn't mean they don’t matter. You're struggling too, you should have told me so I could help you. Be there for you, like you are for me.”

She shakes her head, “I'm your girlfriend, I’m supposed to take care of you. I’m supposed to help you through things. Please don’t hide from me.”

You sigh, “You're right, I should have said something. I’m sorry.”

Her eyes search yours, “It’s ok detka(baby). Just no more secrets ok? Isn’t that what you told me when we first got together.”

“Y/n?” Nat cautiously calls, obviously sensing the change in the atmosphere

“I miss her” you answer, tears dripping down your face

“I do too. So much.” She releases a shaky sigh, “But thanks to Scott and Tony today things might change”

You nod, “I hope so.”

She snuggles into your hold once more, “We’ll get her back. We just have to”