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buckrecs · 11 months

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Sex Pollen

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Play Pretend by @wkemeup

When Bucky is injected with a substance that leaves him desperate for release, you offer your help.

In The Dust by @metalbuckaroo

at a shack after a mission, Bucky realizes the ‘dust’ that he thought wouldn’t be effective anymore needs to be brought up. You insist partners are suppose to communicate with each other.

addicted to you by @bonky-n-steeb

you find Bucky to be irresistible after you both get affected by sex pollen.

Left Gasping For Air by @bucksfucks

doused with sex pollen, you & bucky are met with a difficult decision.

Take You There by @heli0s-writes

Sam plays a game called Fuck or Die. It's like he willed it into existence as you and Bucky explore the basement of an old Hydra lair.

Chemical Reactions by @slut4buckysarm

bucky barnes joining in on your solo mission was the worst part of the night. that was until the both of you got dosed with sex pollen.

Daisies by @rebeccccccaaa

Bucky gets hit with that god awful (but really hot) sex pollen.

burning desire by @lanadelreyscokewhor3

after being sprayed with sex pollen on a mission gone wrong, bucky is the only man who can help you. the issue? you hate his guts.

A Piece of His Heart by @thefanbasewhore

Bucky has been struggling with himself for a few months now but never reaches out for help. In order to confront him, you lock him in the lab but only to find out it was on lockdown for a reason and you're now stuck to quarantine with him

only the two of us by @barnesafterglow

stuck together, you and bucky find yourselves in an unfortunate position (or maybe not)

Mean It by @gogolucky13

You and Bucky get trapped overnight in the safe house after a mission. Everything should be okay, except he's your ex and thanks to his carelessness, the situation gets a little more complicated.

Comply by @gogolucky13

With Hydra, everyone is a prisoner.

your hands have made some good mistakes : part 21 by @thenhewaswrongaboutme

The team comes home for a pre-Thanksgiving gathering. Everything is going swimmingly, until Thor breaks out the Asgardian whiskey.

Little Bit of Pollen by @simsadventures

You and Bucky are both Avengers, but that doesn’t mean you have to like each other. What happens when you two are the only one present when you breathe in a sex pollen?

Dosed by @moonstruckbucky

Sex pollen? Sex pollen.

keep your eyes on the road (aka an unexpected sex pollen adventure) by @bitsandbobsandstuff

Honestly, this is what Bucky gets for not listening to you.

for your own good by @witchywithwhiskey

bucky barnes is gifted a strange-looking plant but when you, his closest friend in avengers tower after steve rogers, touches the leaves, it lets out a strange cloud of pollen. both you and bucky soon feel the effects of the plant's pollen and, though bucky's worried about hurting you, you know he never would—and you need his help. desperately.

Petals by @biteofcherry

Bucky and reader is stuck in a cabin in the woods.

Desperate by @buckets-and-trees

Enemies? Rivals? It's always been reluctant teamwork between you and the Winter Soldier, but when put in a situation where personal feelings have to be put aside, maybe actual personal feelings are uncovered.

Thrill me, Fulfill me by @samodivaa

You agreed to help for one mission—now you are both lustful and carnal, affected by sex pollen—you are flint, he is tinder.

Imagine by @buckyalpine

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forever-rogue · 29 days

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I’m really missing nurse!Steeb x pregnant reader lately, what have they been up to??🥺

AN | I love Nurse!Steeb and his clumsy girl! Besides being pregnant, again, things are as chaotic as always in the Harrington household! 💕

Warnings | Mild Language, Pregnant!Reader

Pairing | Nurse!Steve x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 2k

Masterlist | Steve, Main, Nurse Steve

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“Guess what,” you walked into your bedroom, inadvertently scaring Steve who had been reading intently. He yelped slightly as you offered him an apologetic grin and got into bed next to him, “sorry babe. But guess what!”

“What's up?” He set his book on his night stand before reaching for your hand and lacing your fingers together.

“I'm twelve weeks today,” it took him a moment to put together what you were saying but as soon as he did, his entire face lit up, “I think its time we told people, what do you think?”

“Yes. Yes,” he agreed eagerly. He'd been wanting to tell people since the day you told him you were pregnant but also understood why you had wanted to wait, “I can't wait to tell everyone. They're going to be so excited.”

“And what about you, Steve Harrington?” You clutched his hand tightly before bringing it to your lips and pressing a kiss to his knuckles, “are you excited? Truly?”

“Of course I am,” he scoffed sweetly as you relaxed, giving him an innocent shoulder shrug, “you know you don’t ever have to question that, sweetheart. I’ve been dying to tell everyone, but I know you wanted to wait. Which totally makes sense.”

“I was just worried,” you whispered softly, “I didn’t want anything to go wrong. I’m really glad it didn’t. I’m excited too.”

“I can’t believe I’ve got you, Cami, and now another baby,” his smile stretched from ear to ear as your face lit up, “I couldn’t ask for anything more.”

“What if I get weird cravings in the middle of the night?” When you were pregnant with Cami, there hadn’t been anything too crazy, but you wanted to be prepared. And you didn’t want to annoy Steve - not that you would ever be able to do such a thing, especially when you were pregnant, “what if I complain all the time? What if I can’t sleep? What if you get annoyed with me? What if Camila doesn’t want-”

“Hey,” he put a finger gently to your lips in order to tenderly cut off any more of your doubt, “I will never get tired of you. You know that. And even if all those things happen, we’ll get through them and I’ll try my best to help you. And I have a feeling that Camila will be very excited for a brother and sister.”

“How can you be sure?”

“She’s been talking about how some of her friends have little brothers and sisters that she thinks it’s really cool,” that made you feel immediately better, “trust me, she’ll be excited.”

“So we’re all excited?” you hadn’t realized a few tears had rolled down your cheeks until Steve gently wiped them away. You reached up and held his hand to your face, offering your husband a misty-eyed smile.

“We’re all excited,” he confirmed as he brushed his thumb along your cheek, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Stevie.”

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“Mama?” Camila's small voice cut through your internal monologue as you shifted your gaze to find her watching you with a worried expression on her little face, “what's wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong, my love,” you wiped the tears from your face with the sleeve of your sweater, motioning for her to come over. She padded over and crawled onto the couch next to you, “I'm just feeling a little sad.”

“Why are you feeling sad?”

“There was a commercial with a really cute dog,” you sniffled as she looked at you in confusion, “I know it doesn't make any sense. When you're pregnant your hormones go all crazy and sometimes even happy things can make you cry.”

“Oh,” she considered what you were saying before shaking her head, “I don't think I could ever do that. What's the point?”

“Well, baby, that's how Daddy and I ended up with you. And I'm pretty glad we did,” you pulled her into your lap and pressed a kiss to the top of her dark curls, “and that's how we're going to end up with your brother or sister.”

“Daddy thinks I'll get a sister,” she grinned at you, a gap toothed little smile that you adored more than anything, “what do you think?”

“I think you're getting a little brother,” you whispered softly, “but we're just going to have to wait and see.”

“How much longer?!”

“Four months…ish,” you gently touched your ever-growing belly and sighed, “sometimes babies come a little early but it should be about four months.”

“I'm excited,” she said with wide eyes filled with wonder. She hesitantly reached over and touched your belly as well, “that's cool that they're in there. Does it hurt?”

“It doesn't hurt but sometimes it doesn't feel good,” and that was putting it lightly, “but it's worth It in the end.”

“I hope so,” she nodded solemnly before sliding off the couch and walking towards the kitchen, “can I have some ice cream?”

“Camila Mae,” you slowly stood up and walked after her, “only if you promise to share!”

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“Steven Harrington,” you pushed your sunglasses to the top of your head, raising an eyebrow at him, “my eyes are up here.”

“Baby,” he huffed, his eyes turning a pretty shade of pink. He had not so discreetly looking at your chest and your belly, “its not fair. You're so hot. Gorgeous. Sexy. Beautiful. All of it.”

“Please,” you rolled your eyes at him before gently pushing his chest, “I'm five months pregnant. I'm hardly anything but a beach ball.”

“You're gorgeous,” he insisted, settling his large hands on your waist as he pulled into him and pressed a kiss to your lips, “plus the bathing suit you're wearing? Fuckin’ killing me.”

“Steve,” you squeaked softly as your entire face warmed up, “you just like it when I'm pregnant.”

“I like you always,” he insisted sweetly, “but there is something about you being pregnant that drives me crazy. And that way everyone knows you're mine.”

“I'm all yours,” you agreed, biting the inside of your cheek, “I love you, Stevie.”

“I love you, baby,” he grinned, “so much-”

“Daddy! Mama!” Cami sounded so adorably annoyed as the two of you looked over at her. She was motioning towards the pool, clearly ready to get into the water, “stop being so gross!”

“Yeah Daddy,” you nudged him towards your daughter, “stop being so gross and hitting on Mama.”

“Stop,” he groaned softly, pressing one last kiss to your lips, “you're doing to be the death of me, I hope you know.”

“So dramatic,” you snorted in amusement, “go have fun and keep our kid from drowning!”

“And you put on plenty of sunscreen,” he insisted pointing at the bag you had packed, “join us when you're ready.”

“I will,” you smiled softly, already feeling some tears welling up. It seemed like everything made you cry these days. It was just one of the many perks of being pregnant, “go have fun. I'll keep an eye on this kid.”

You could hear Steve laughing as he went over to Camila. Her entire little face lit up as her father picked up her and threw her over his shoulder to climb into the pool. It was still crazy sometimes to think that these two people were your favorite people in the entire world.

“And you're pretty special too,” you sat down, slowly of course, on your beach chair and rubbed a hand over your belly, “I can't wait to meet you. You've got a while lot of love waiting for you, just so you know.”

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You groaned as you walked through the front door and closed it slowly behind you. It had been a long day, and one of the few that you had to work later into the evening. By the time you got home, the Harrington household was already quiet for the evening.

“Hi honey,” Steve was at the door and already reaching for your bag before you could even wonder where he was. You relaxed as you melted into him, gladly taking the kiss he offered you, “let me help.”

You weren’t even going to bother arguing with your husband. He set your bag down in its usual spot before taking your coat and helping you slip off your shoes. When he was done, you instantly felt better. He reached for your hand and slowly led you to the kitchen, “thanks Stevie.”

“You’ve had a long day, it’s the least I can do,” you sat down at the kitchen table and let out a large sigh, running a tired hand over your belly, “how are you feeling?”

“I’m feeling like I’m very pregnant,” you huffed with a small laugh as you watched him put together a plate of food from dinner. He caught your eye and gave you a soft smile, “I can’t believe there’s still like months of this left.”

“If it’s any consolation, I think you’re doing a fantastic job,” he set the plate down in front of you and pressed a kiss to your head before grabbing a drink from the refrigerator. He set it down next to your plate before sitting down next to you, “I don’t think I could ever do it. I mean…growing a whole human is crazy.”

“I agree,” you took a big bite of the warm, delicious food, savoring the flavor before swallowing, “and I’m the one doing it. But I know it’ll be worth it. Blob number two will be worth it, just like Cami was.”

“You’re never going to let that go, are you?” he asked with a hearty laugh, as you offered him a big smile.

“Never,” you promised, “not even if we have another kid in the future. I’m telling you, they look like blobs on the ultrasound and you can’t even say I’m wrong. I mean, you’re a nurse! You gotta admit they just look like blobs more than anything else.”

“I’m going to agree with you because you’re my wife and pregnant,” he folded his arms over his chest and leaned back in his chair, playfully narrowing his eyes at you. You stuck your tongue out at him, “I know better than to argue with my pregnant wife. Whom I love very much.”

The sweet tone in his voice caused you to soften as you set down your fork, “I love you too, Steve. So much.”

“I know,” he gently nudged his foot with yours, “is there anything else I can do for you? Whatever you need. Bubble bath?”

“Oh, that sounds lovely,” you agreed, “I feel like even my bones are tired. They could use a good soak.”

“And then you can tell me all about your day,” he insisted as you nodded at him.

“But only if you tell me all about yours,” you replied, “and Camila’s. I’m sure the two of you got up to no good.”

“I have no clue what you’re talking about,” and that told you enough to know that the two of them definitely got into something, “we’re practically angels.”

“Shut up,” you laughed at him, shaking your head in amusement, “that’ll be the day. But luckily, I love and want to keep you both around.”

“I want you around too,” he stood up and slowly stretched before reaching for your hands, “do you want seconds first or bath now?”

“Bath now,” you let him take your hands and help to hoist you to your feet, “dessert later?”

“Dessert - “ he paused for a moment as you raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for him to put together what you were actually insinuating, “oh. Oh. Y-yeah, we can do that. Definitely.”

“Come on then,” you tilted your head towards the upstairs, “how often do we get this much peace, quiet and alone time?”

“Almost never,” he agreed, “you’re right. Let’s go.”

Needless to say, things were as hectic and chaotic as ever in the Harrington household.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington one shot #nurse!steve #st #joe keery

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hsllfirescoopsreblogs · 1 month

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「 ✦ Steve Rogers ✦ 」

╰┈➤ 18+ none of these stories belong to me! this is a masterlist of all steve rogers stories i’ve read and reblogged! just thought it would be nice to have them all in one spot! (if your fic is on here and you wish not to be, please let me know!)

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: ̗̀➛ code blue by @bonky-n-steeb

✮ Steve is angry on you for behaving recklessly and you decide to let him take his anger out on you in a very unprofessional way...

: ̗̀➛ oh captain my captain by @starryevermore

✮chris knows how much you enjoy captain america, so he makes sure you live out all of your fantasies. (chris evans pretending to be steve rogers)

: ̗̀➛ it’s you that i lie with by @lipstickbisous

✮pt 1- steve rogers realizes that his love for you is unparalleled, but when he chooses to return to you by the lake, he receives a certain visit from the time variance authority

: ̗̀➛ mr. perfectly fine by @sparkleofpizza

✮Hello, Mr. perfectly fine, how’s your heart after breaking mine?” - Taylor Swift (Mr. Perfectly Fine)

: ̗̀➛ @espinosaurusrexex

☾ forever, of course

✮Steve has a crush on you but your flirty character isn’t making things easy for him. Now he even has to marry you to please a 6-year-old superfan of his. Whether that’s a good plan or not, isn’t quite clear for Steve yet.

☾ watchful eyes

✮When your best friend gets you a new job, cleaning the apartment of the most successful man in New York City, you don't hesitate to accept. The pay is more than good, and the man himself is better than any eye candy you have ever seen. Unbeknownst to you, you've caught his attention just as much. Steve can't keep his mind off you, so much so, that he drives everyone around him insane with his grumpiness when you aren't around. It seems like he has to take matters into his own hands when he realizes, you're too shy to take things further yourself.

: ̗̀➛ something new by @buckyownsmylife

✮The one where Steve moved onto another woman’s arms after the blip, but now that you’re back…

: ̗̀➛ back to you by @literaryavenger

✮You've always been there for Steve, and now you're watching him go back to the girl he always wanted.

: ̗̀➛ hideout by @ronearoundblindly

✮Grant, a guest at your middle-of-nowhere motel, has needs not covered by the usual turn-down service.

: ̗̀➛ he’s just not into you by @sergeantbarnessdoll

✮Steve isn’t into Sharon, but he’s in Y/N.

: ̗̀➛ to know him is to love him by @anonymityisfunwriter

✮ to know steve rogers is to love him. to know him is to keep handing over your heart over and over again. to know him is to be broken by him.

: ̗̀➛ airbag by @ichorai

✮ five time steve tries to propose to you, and one time he actually does.

: ̗̀➛ lift by @str-spangled-banner

✮ You confess to Steve that you’ve always wanted to do the Dirty Dancing lift. Somehow, he agrees to do it with you.

: ̗̀➛ caught by @moonlightyeager

✮ you and steve get caught

: ̗̀➛ you’re stuck with me by @your-eternal-lies

✮ As his perfectly normal civilian neighbour, you’ve always been secretly curious about the Captain. Getting to know him while trapped together in your building’s elevator, however, definitely wasn’t on the agenda.

: ̗̀➛ hangry by @just-another-blog-of-fluff

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last updated april 16, 2024

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carolmunson · 3 months

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orange colored sky Eddie would get flowers for both peach and their lil Gwen

I feel like Peach (you) is more chill around Valentine's day. Not so big, not so small. She'll make dinner for him, or he'll take her out and they'll exchange chocolate or a tiny little 'I love you' type gift like -- 'I know you've been needing a new record storage case.' or 'I know you said your moisturizer was running low.' Stuff that makes you know that the other person is listening or paying attention.

But when Gwen is at pre-school and learns about Valetine's Day? Oh it's uh...it's a wrap, because Gwen loves Valentine's Day. I feel like it's so fitting for Eddie to have a little girly girl daughter. She loves pink and red so she feels like the holiday is for her and her alone. The second her teacher hangs up hearts and tells them about passing out valentine's she gets picked up and is like:

"Daddy, did you know Vawentime's Day is coming? What did you get mommy? Why don't we have and dec'rations like Miss Shonda does at school? How come we don't have flowers? Are you getting me flowers? Is mommy getting flowers? Rochelle said her mommy gets flowers from her other mommy every day," she rattles off, holding onto three of his fingers while they walk down the street toward the subway. "Um..." he starts, hoisting her up on his hip while they go down stairs to the 3 train platform, "Well, mommy doesn't really like flowers. But I haven't got a present for mommy yet. Maybe you can help me?" She brightens up, when he puts her down, bouncing so excitedly that her light up shoes twinkle as the train wooshes into the station, "I can help! And we can get dec'rations! We can-we can um-we can get hearts n' stuff like Miss Shonda has? Did you know Miss Shonda has a Valentine? She said it's Mister Shonda. But um -- " As quick as Gwen's excitement starts, it stops, her smile crumpling into a sad frown while they get on the train. He picks her up again, bouncing her with a soft coo, "Oh, Gwenny, what's wrong? We can decorate when we get home! We'll cut out some hearts!" "I-I-I d-don't have a-a-a V-vawentiiiiimmmme," she sobs, and he stifles a laugh, catching the eye of a woman across from him who is trying to stifle her own at the cuteness of his daughter. "Aw, honey, I'll be your Valentine," he soothes, kissing her cheek, "Me and mommy can be your Valentine." "You and mommy?" she asks, interest piqued, "And Auntie Rob and Auntie Nancy? And Uncle Steeb?" "Oh, absolutely," he assures, knowing that Steve would get a flight to New York for the 14th if Gwen even breathed the words 'Will you be my Valentine?' his way. "Dass a lotta Vawentime's," she mumbles, wiping her eyes, "That's too many, daddy." "So do you just want me and mommy to be your Valentine's?" he asks, pulling her tight to him on his lap when the car gets busier at the next stop. "Ya," she nods, "And we get her a ring, cause Marcus said his mommy was saying she wants a ring or a new boyfwend." Eddie and a few other train takers snicker at her lack of understanding. "Mommy has a ring, baby," he laughs, "Daddy got her a ring a long time ago before you were born. And I don't think we should look for a new boyfriend for her either." "Okay," she nods, pressing her forehead against his, "We can uh. um! We can get her somethin' ELSE! Somethin' pretty." "Yeah, we'll get her something so pretty," he agrees, "I think we'll get you something pretty, too." "Like a ring?" she squirms excitedly. "Maybe a bracelet, or something that won't fall off at the park," he offers, "We'll think of something." "Daddy..." she starts, sleep heavy on her eyes now while she settles into him. A yawn pulls at her face, scrunching her eyes shut, "I like Vawentime's Day." "Me too, Gwenny," he smiles, running a hand over her end of the day curls, "Me too."

#valentine's blurbie #orange colored sky #ocs!eddie #orange colored sky!eddie #blurbie

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champagnejoker · 1 year

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short random eddie munson x goth!fem!reader headcannons

as a goth I feel there isn’t enough eddie x goth!reader works so I shall provide (also some nsfw stuff and possibly steddie cause I can)

thrifting dates!!!

wearing each others jewlery

wearing eddie’s leather jacket

doing eddie’s makeup and nails

when steve hangs out with you guys at the trailer, you and eddie make him bring scary movies from his job for movie night (steeb gets scared)

checking out steve with eddie..

eddie 100% likes the cure (but don’t tell anyone about it)

music dates in the back of his van

playing the guitar with him

record store dates

concert dates!!

eddie loves seeing your lipstick on his dick when you’re sucking it

he likes messing up your makeup when you’re having sex

wayne LOVES you

steve calls you Elvira (let’s pretend it came out in 86)

robin has like the biggest crush on you I don’t make the rules

eddie agreeing to take you to far away goth clubs cause Hawkins doesn’t have any :(

dressing up as Frankenstein and his bride for Halloween

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x goth!reader #eddie my love <3 #eddie munson headcanons

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mariatesstruther · 4 months

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okay more on jackson’s senior center based off this post:

- it started as just miss shirley and her best friend darla wanting to live together and asking maria if she could maybe find a house for them to settle in together instead of living apart

- before this, mama shirley and darla would have to walk five houses each way to see each other for afternoon tea, which just won’t do. mama shirley is 92 and darla is 90 now, and both of them are too old to be have to walking that much everyday, mama shirley tells maria. she quickly and vehemently agrees

- maria has the idea of fixing a house up for jackson’s senior citizens to live in if they’d like to. it takes a lot of unnecessary convincing to get the council to dedicate one of jackson’s best houses to a maximum of five people, but maria gets it done. they pick one of the few houses that are placed in the farther back part of jackson, near the farm and the daycare center, so that it can be far-reaching from the entrance of jackson

- the first people to movie in are shirley and darla, who share a room on the second floor (thanks to tommy replacing the stairs in the house with a reliable ramp with a wall-attached handlebar)

- gary moves in not long after he breaks his left hip while herding the goats. he likes that the house is designed to be wheel-chair access and far away from most people in town. he also likes it because he can be close to darla, who he has feelings for, but nobody knows about that except for tommy and joel

- mr. wilson moves in on maria’s insistence that he’ll get hurt if he continues to live alone and try to do everything himself. his name is harold, but he insists that anyone younger than him calls him mr. wilson on account of maintaining a respectful distance. he’s a grumpy, gruff old asshole that reminds joel more of bill than bill himself, but he’s also known to do anything and everything maria tells him with only a small amount of grumbling. somehow, she convinces him to move in after he accidentally sets his kitchen on fire trying to make himself a pocketknife (which?????? maria still doesn’t have an answer for????? why harold was trying to do that????)

- last but not least is sandra dee, jackson’s oldest and most enigmatic member. nobody really knows where she came from or what her story is: she’s the only one of jackson’s seniors that managed to get to town on her own, arriving to town at 94 about a year after its founding with nothing but a backpack and three handguns. she clamed to be sandra, but they’re not entirely sure if sandra dee is her real name. she hums songs from musicals all the time and has expressed that grease was always her favorite. at least once a month she requests to go hunting with patrol and gets mad when maria tells her no

- senior center tea: shirley and darla have longstanding beef with sandra dee because she always cheats at cards during game night, shirley knows about gary being sweet on darla but is lowkey jealous about it because SHE is sweet on darla, and everyone thinks mr. wilson has a thing for maria but he actually told her in confidence last month that he is actually sweet on gary. mama shirley and mr. wilson can’t STAND each other

- tommy calls the seniors the jackson five. all of them call him thomas. he and joel bring them all basic living supplies at least once a week, but are known to be around there pretty often

tsym for anyone having interest in this pls feel free to add anything u want!!

tagging :))) @clickergossip @nerdieforpedro @mrsmando @callmekittenandyourmajesty @steeb-stn (ty for the idea of putting it next to the daycare!) @thatoneobsessedlinguist-writes

#maria finding out from gary that hes sweet on darla knowing shirley is sweet on darla and harold is sweet on gary: oh FUCK #idk where this is coming from but theyre all so vivid in my mind like #theyd have the best breakfastes over there at the jackson five home #dinas older sister talia works as their main caretaker #shes the only person is jackson all five of them agree is a good egg #she loves them but they drive her nuts #NO gary you cannot bring the stray cats in to sleep in bed with you. because theyre dirty!!!! im not arguing with you about this again!!!!#no mr. wilson miss maria is not coming by today. i don’t know exactly why the council is busy. no i cannot take a letter over there #darla. shirley. are you guys high????? did you steal my weed tea again????????#what do you MEAN you made your own????#its just a whole sitcom #talia and the gang #the tipsy bison #the jackson five #the name makes tagging so convenient #jackson seniors #jackson senior center #maria miller #tommy miller #joel miller

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kitkatd7 · 1 month

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Queen of a Lonely Court

Possible series teaser below :))

I know I've been MIA for literally over a year but I'm back! Got a new phone during college, never re-downloaded Tumblr and forgot😅 anyway, please lmk what you think and if I should continue this story or not! I'm thinking of making it a Loki/Thor pre ragnorok story

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She sat in her throne room, lounging on the stairs in the absence of her subjects, having no one to poise for. Good. Let them leave, she thought. The silent halls seemed to agree in their peace, undisturbed by bustling maids and couriers, chefs, seamstresses, and courters. To hell with them all. All she ever wanted was peace. If it took a kingdom with a queen as the only soul, so be it. Who said it took a people to rule to be ruler?

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appocalipse · 1 year

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hotel with steeb pls

love you and your writing <3

love u more <3 made this a comfort fic since this other request was kinda similar and it went in another direction, i hope you like it anyway ♥

[HOTEL; Sharing a hotel bed with the other when there’s only one left. (COUGH COUGH one bed supremacy COUGH COUGH)]

Your choices were: sleeping in a plastic chair in the corner of the room or sharing a bed with Steve.

He would have gladly agreed to sleep in the chair himself, you're certain —he had offered to do so, insisted even, too kind for his own good; but you're an adult and you two are friends. There's no harm in sharing a hotel room with a friend, is there?

Maybe there is in sharing a bed with a friend, especially if you have a small crush on said friend. Steve is easy to like, very easy. He's kind and sweet beyond measure, kind without expecting any credit for it. It doesn't hurt that he's easy on the eyes, too, does it?

"Which side?" he asks, thoughtful as you'd expect. He's standing beside the bed, hair wet from the shower he's just taken. Steve is wearing pants and a t-shirt, and even though he looks reasonably comfortable, you just know he doesn't sleep with this many clothes on normally.

"Any side it's okay," you say, not wanting to be picky.

"You're sure?" Steve looks like he wants to argue. Then he glances at the bed and says, "Can I have the left side, then?"

"Of course," you're pretty sure won't be sleeping at all anyways. Your restless mind will surely keep you awake for more than a couple of hours.

Thunder rips through the sky outside and you stifle a scream with your hand.

You are no more afraid of a storm than the next person, but this one is really, really loud.

"You're alright?" Steve asks, ducking under the covers.

"Yes," The bed is small. You feel your toe touching him somewhere when you're lying down, and he makes an exaggerated sound of shock. "Sorry."

He lets out a soft chuckle, his eyes closed. When he opens them and looks at you, lying on his side, what remains of his laugh is enough to form a smile on his face. "Your foot is freaking cold," he whispers.

You laugh, looking up at the ceiling. You're trying your best to keep a respectable distance between the two of you, but you suspect hotel beds aren't made with this purpose in mind.

You don't dare lie on your side. Eyes are the windows to the soul, are they not? You're afraid of what Steve might see if he looks into yours more than you're afraid of what you'd find in his.

Your hand fits in the space between your bodies, you calculate. It's not a very big hand.

Another thunder. You shiver and Steve can feel it as much as you can feel his breath on his cheek, the kindness in his eyes as he studies your expression with concern.

His fingertips touch your elbow, hesitant, as another deafening thunder rumbles outside, sounding like it's going to bring everything down, rip the sky in a half. "Do you want me to-"

"Yes."

The word comes out before you can even think about stopping it. You do want it — whatever he's offering, you think, you want it.

You lean towards each other at the same time, puzzle pieces falling into place. Steve opens his arms wide and you move into them like it's your home (sometimes it seems to be), hiding your face into the crook of his neck. He wraps an arm around you like you're something valuable, precious, worth protecting.

Steve seems to have been carved out of kindness, of compassion. Made to love and be loved.

You rest your head on his chest, breathing in his scent, a little nervous at first, a little hesitant.

Steve brings his hand to your head, long fingers massaging your scalp slowly, carefully.

"You okay?"

The smile on your face won't come off easily, you're certain. "Perfect," you whisper, and close your eyes.

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington x you #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington angst #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fic #steve harrington #stranger things fanfic #fanfiction #stranger things drabble #steve harrington drabble #steve harrington blurb

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pogostikk · 7 months

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Do you have full background information on how Connie was able to join the Crystal Gems? Given her parents are very strict, I don’t really see that as possible in a way? 😭

Also, why was she able to join the crystal gems? Because Steven was the one who influenced Connie into becoming a crystal gem sorta.

Sorry this is a kinda a lot HFFGDGFV 😓

(Separation/ Clown AU !! )

HA it makes sense eventually I promise 😭

Okay let me try to explain this to you.

To start, while Connie didn’t have Steven, she did have Amethyst (they met around the same time Steeb and Connie met in canon). And that gem kinda took Connie’s early rebellion and naturally sneaky kid-ness and cranked it up to 100.

She was the one who pretty much introduced Connie to gems and all that, and as Connie became more and more enthralled in that world, the more she wanted to become apart of it too.

So she went through the good ol’ go-behind-my-parents-back-and-learn-how-to-use-a-sword, because she did get close to the other two gems too after awhile. And of course she met Lion and they became besties.

Becoming a Crystal Gem really did build up her confidence (tho she’s still a bit of a loner sometimes), but along with the training and school and all the classes Connie’s parents made her take, she began to get exhausted.

And then remember the incident where Connie punched Jeff? Yeah, that happened, and Connie’s parents finally got super suspicious.

Eventually, one way or another, they figured out what Connie had been doing.

And for awhile she was totally grounded, Amethyst managed to get in touch with her but it was a bump in her training.

But yeah, she finally lost her mind (not literally) and ended up opening up (snapping and blowing up at her first) to her mom. After some much needed long communication, Mom-maheswaran agreed to hear out the gems. And the gems were more than happy to come and back Connie up and overall vouch for their favorite human crystal gem.

Long story short, the Maheswaran parents ended up deciding to let Connie continue her training and pursuit of being a crystal gem, so long as it didn’t drastically effect her studies and the Crystal Gems took good care of her when she was away.

(They didn’t realize exactly what the level of danger was until their daughter went missing)

Jeez this is a lot, I know I just dumped a shit ton of information on one singular ask, but was this helpful? Thanks for the questions!!

#steven universe #su au #human steven #pink steven #connie maheswaran #connverse #asks #there are definitely typos in this post I’m not gonna waste time searching for #good luck understanding what I’m saying lol

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stvharrngton · 1 year

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kyrie don’t feel like you have to apologize for not having written you are doing AMAZING and like someone else pointed out you just finished a huge milestone of writing!! 💖💖

For potential HC night or rn… what do u think are some of Steve’s biggest turn ons? I’m thinking he loves it whenever you do anything domestic, like cooking for him or doing laundry (STRONG contender for a mommy kink, imo). Or you wearing his shirt… or when u grab his bicep to steady urself while putting on shoes… having Thoughts about near-constant-horny Steeb

thank you babe ilysm 🥺 slight nsfw under the cut

valentine’s celebration

no i so agree…. he loves to see you do those normal things bc it just makes him think of your forever together 🥺 (i have never entertained a mommy kink but that is definitely an interesting hc!!)

yeah steve loves seeing you in his clothes. like not even just his shirts or sweaters, sometimes you’ll slip a pair of his boxers on cause they’re super comfy and it just sends him crazy and he’s on you in a flash, pawing at your chest and kissing all over your neck, slipping his fingers beneath the elastic waistband ughhvhsjs and he definitely gets you to ride his thigh whilst you wear his boxers 😳

i feel like as much as steve is such a sweetheart he’s also such a boy and he’s always horny because you’re so pretty and he can never stop thinking about how pretty you look when you’re melting underneath him so his hands are always wandering, his mouth always whispering something filthy in your ear and you do your best to resist bc your legs still hurt from last night but let’s be real you can never resist stevie

#steve harrington #steve harrington smut #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington headcanon #lulu<3 #k.hc #asks #stvharrngtonvday

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buckrecs · 1 year

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Hello! Do you perhaps have recommendations for Alpha!bucky?

Alpha!Bucky

masterlist | req masterlist

ONESHOT

Crave by @harrylovex

you realise that you can’t survive your heat without bucky.

intensional by @noctumbra

alpha!bucky sends you a shirtless pic and then offers to spend your heat with him. feelings ensue.

scent by @noctumbra

“you’re one eager and hungry kitten,” bucky whispered in your ear as he licked over your scent gland, where his bite situated perfectly.

vanilla by @noctumbra

his scent was the other thing that made you go stupid other than his eyes: leather, a bit of vanilla, oranges and wet wood.

wet by @noctumbra

your mating sessions are always intense with bucky.

butterfly by @idy-ll-ique

bucky's going into rut. y/n volunteers to help him. feelings come out.

Let Me Love You by @slothspaghettiwrites

When an Omega is feeling very anxious or nervous their Alpha will hold them close while gently crooning and scenting them until they calm down.

Dating apps are stupid by @buckylattes

You decide to download this dating app, well….Natasha persuades you into it. You make a profile and agree to just have it for a week. If nothing becomes of it then you can delete it. But….you swipe right on this handsome man who’s description shows him out to be a gentleman like you’re looking for. So…what happens when he matches with you???

make you mine by @bonky-n-steeb

Bucky keeps his distance from you thinking you can do better than him. but he loses all his restraints when he sees you with another alpha.

to love is to burn by @bonky-n-steeb

You go into heat at the worst moment in the history of time, maybe ever.

took one hit and I was gone by @bonky-n-steeb

after the rise of hydra, your entire life turned into a living nightmare. you lost everything you held precious, your job, your house, your degree, even hope. but then you’re assigned as a mate to him, your enemy and your only ray of hope, James Buchanan Barnes.

little red riding hood by @bonky-n-steeb

your big bad alpha chases you across the woods.

Break Lights by @boxofbonesfic

his omega by @bucksfucks

bucky helps you through an expected heat.

ever since by @syntheticavenger

Bucky Barnes finds his center in a late night subway ride.

By Chance by @green-eyeddragonfanfiction

Female!Reader is an Omega. Alphas and Omegas are rare, and Reader’s been able to avoid alphas through sheer force of will and luck in equal parts.

Feral by @bucknastysbabe

And You’re Mine by @winterarmyy

In which Bucky, the big, scary, 'undesired alpha' was tricked into a blind date where he met his precious little omega.

Protector by @rookthorne

After an eternity of being held against your will, and just as long having been forced to watch your alpha suffer at the hands of the wicked, an opportunity arose. An opportunity so rare, so unique, that it would never be offered again. It was time to escape, and it was time to bathe the halls in their blood – never again would you be held by the bars of a cell, not if he could stop it.

SERIES

Heart and Soul by @all1e23

Alphas only brought trouble. The only thing they are good for is bringing their Omega’s pain and forced submission. They were dangerous, reckless and cruel. There wasn’t an ounce of kindness in any of them. She didn’t need an Alpha, and she certainly didn’t believe in that True Mates fairytale. That was just some fabricated fable Alphas made up to trick innocent doe-eyed Omegas. She wasn’t going to fall for that. Not again.No Alpha would ever get her to believe that love truly exists. And then, James Buchanan Barnes walked into her life.

Better Like This by @simsadventures

You are the newest addition to New York’s elite team of Detectives concentrating on domestic violence and rape, which everyone calls the Avengers. You are an Omega, very bubbly and open to everyone around you, and everyone is super sweet to you, except one person- Bucky, your true mate. Will you be able to destroy the walls he has been building around his heart for years, or will he reject you and break your heart forever?

Some Alpha by @ofstarsandvibranium

Bucky is an Alpha, but can never seem to find someone who wants him to be their Alpha. Until he finds you, a Beta, who’s as firey as an Alpha, yet also tender-hearted like an Omega.

Heal by @chucksfavouriteprophet

For months you managed to distance yourself from Bucky Barnes, the alpha you long for. But one night you have no choice but to comfort him, something which brings out emotions in both of you. Except it also brings out emotions in the Winter Solider, which results in a devastating turn of events that neither of you might be able to come back from.

All The King’s Men by @nastybuckybarnes

Your father always said that if it weren’t for your presentation, he’d think you were an Alpha. There’s a reason for that. Growing up in a world where Omegas are treated like garbage, you’ve fought for the respect that you have. Until you’re sold off to an old King desperate for a bride. But you will not lay down and present for your new husband. No, you will fight back.

Mr. Grumpy by @holylulusworld

Bucky hates omegas. You change his mind.

knife play by @helvonasche

They're on the run and Bucky goes into rut.

Knight In Rusty Armor by @revengingbarnes

For the sake of politics and to get rid of you, their omega daughter, the King and Queen of England marry you off to the King of France. Settling into an unfamiliar monarchy is a tedious process all by itself, but a new problem arises soon after your arrival at your new home.One of the Knights turns out to be your true mate. Your Alpha. The one you are meant to be with. But you’re mated to someone else. And that someone else is the King of France.

Masterlist by @angrythingstarlight

Masterlist by @holylulusworld

#bucky barnes fic rec #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x f!reader #bucky barnes smut #winter soldier x reader #bucky barnes series #alpha!bucky #alpha!bucky x omega!reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes angst #dbf!bucky #king!bucky #bucky barnes royal au #king!bucky x princess!reader #chubby!bucky #soft!bucky

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forever-rogue · 1 year

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NURSE STEEB BEING EXTRA DOTING AND PROTECTIVE OF PREGNANT READER AHHH

AN | Okay, but yes, Steve would just be the doing The Most 🥺 This can be read as a companion piece to the below but also as a stand alone!

Warnings | Language, Pregnant!Reader

Pairing | Nurse!Steve x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 3.2k

Masterlist | Steve, Main, Nurse Steve

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“Come on,” you were standing on your tippy toes, trying to reach the jar of the sugar that was just out of reach. You could have just grabbed the footstool and been done with it, but you were too stubborn to give in. Why take the easy way out when you could struggle for much longer and get frustrated? You felt the glass canister with the tips of your fingers finally, “just a little more…”

“What are you doing?!” you startled at the sudden, worried tone of his voice. You clutched at your racing heart and turned to your husband with a confused expression, pointing innocently at the sugar jar.

“Ummm, making cookies?” you shrugged lightly, “is that…not allowed?”

“You should be more careful,” he insisted and you immediately knew where this was going. Raising an eyebrow you crossed your arms over your chest, “you could have gotten hurt or something could have fallen on you. You should have asked for help, honey.”

“Steve.”

“You should be careful with your condition-”

“My condition?” you cut him off with a giggle, shaking your head fondly. You adored your overly cautious, loving, dramatic nurse of a husband. He raised his eyebrows and gestured to you dramatically, “I’m pregnant. Barely. It’s fine, Stevie. I can still do things on my own…let me do things on my own, while I still can, yeah?”

“Almost fours months is not barely pregnant-”

“You can barely tell I’m pregnant. Blob is still only a small bump-”

“But still-”

“I was just grabbing the sugar-”

“I don’t want anything to happen to the baby,” he huffed softly, affection lacing his tone despite his exasperation, “or to you. If I can do anything to help that, I’m willing to do it.”

“Hey my love,” you closed the little bit of distance remaining between the two of you, reaching over to turn his face back to you. He turned around, a shyness to him as he had confessed his worries and fears. You gave a sweet smile as his cheeks turned a pretty pink, “I know it’s only because you care; Blob and I both love you so, so much. But nothing is going to happen to either of us. And the moment I need help, I will ask. I promise, okay?”

“Okay,” he nodded softly, taking your hand in his and pressing a soft, reverent kiss to your knuckles, “I know, I’m just being…too much.”

“Stevie,” you leaned and pressed a kiss to his soft, plush lips, “you are not too much. I mean, you work in the ER, I can’t even fathom the horrible things you have to see. And I know that worry only comes from a place of love. Please don’t ever change, please always be my sweet, wonderful, amazing husband. ‘Cause you’re the best husband ever, and you’re going to be the best father ever too.”

“I hope so,” a soft smile tugged up the corner of his mouth as he nodded. You took his hand and brought it to rest on your stomach, where you see and feel the small bump. You watched as a huge grin stretched across his face, and his golden honey eyes softened. He loved getting to watch your bump grow, watching your body change with your pregnancy; to him it was like a thing of magic. You’d agree for the most part, but days it was rough.

“Well, I know so,” you rested your hand on top of his and gave it a gentle squeeze, “Stevie?”

“Hmm?”

“Will you be a love and grab the sugar from the cabinet?” you asked softly and he sighed in fondness, shaking his head at you, “I want to make cookies - do you want to help me?”

“I’d love nothing more.”

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“Seriously,” you groaned before flopping back on the bed and sighing in defeat. The day had come, and far sooner than you had anticipated - but you could no longer see your feet. You lifted up your legs and studied your socked feet sadly, “seriously?”

Your bump, still affectionately known as Blob, had been growing steady, but you swore that it had popped out overnight. You ran a hand over your belly, tutting softly. Six months in and you were slowly having to let go of being able to do certain things for yourself. At first it had been frustrating, but Steve had sweetly reminded you that it wasn’t forever. That however wasn’t much reassurance at the moment.

“I can do this,” maybe giving yourself a pep talk would help you to accomplish your goal. It was just put on some shoes, surely you could handle that. And they weren’t even laced or anything, just some flats. At this point in your pregnancy you definitely were not opting for heels - and to be honest, rarely did ever since you’d broken your ankle. You might have gotten a husband out of that experience, but you’d rather not go through that again. You padded over to the closet and tried to reach down to grab your shoes.

You were too optimistic, too enthusiastic, or something, but you misjudged how far you needed to bend down to reach and before you knew it you fell and landed on your butt. Luckily it was a very short fall, that was probably even a dramatic way of putting it, and you knew nothing was wrong. It took a moment to fully process what happened before you broke into a fit of giggles. Of course, of course - that was just your luck, wasn’t it?

You shouldn’t have been surprised when you heard Steve’s footsteps coming quickly down the hall before he burst into the bedroom. His eyes were wide with worry, a pout on his pretty features.

“Oh no, sweetheart,” he came over to help you up, trying to calm himself down. Clearly nothing was wrong, but he couldn’t help the little bit of worry in his bones, “what happened? Are you okay? Did you…the baby?”

“I’m alright,” you promised softly, reaching to take his outstretched hand in yours, “baby’s alright. I just landed on my butt. More importantly, I continue to be the clumsy fool I’ve always been.”

“Oh my clumsy girl,” he took your hand and slowly - and delicately - helped you to your feet. When you were back on your feet, his hands found purchase on your waist as he looked you over. He’d never admit it, but he was still going to give a little look over just to make sure things seemed okay. Husband and medical professional duties, he would always claim, “how did you manage to do that?”

“I, ummm, well,” you paused before pointing to your belly, “Blob here appears to have popped out suddenly…and they’re making it very hard to see my feet. Hard meaning I can’t see my feet.”

“Wow,” his entire being visibly relaxed and softened as he looked down, “you’re getting so big.”

“Mmm, not entirely sure that’s the best way of putting it,” you teased, watching as his mouth opened in surprise and he seemed to fumble over his thoughts, “I’m kidding, my love. I know what you meant. But your kid is starting to make it hard to do things…like putting on my shoes.”

“My kid, huh?” there was that lovely, playful smirk on his face. You gave him a firm nod and he snorted in amusement, “last time I checked this was a team effort. Didn’t exactly hear you complaining, sweetheart.”

“Shhh,” you put your arms around your belly and angled your body away from his, “the Blob can hear you! We can’t give them the birds and the bees talk already!”

The two of you looked at each other for a moment, before breaking into a fight of laughter. Yeah. You really loved the fact that you could be goofy with him. Among, you know, everything else. You appreciated the fact that he always knew how to make you laugh, no matter if you were feeling at your worst and lowest point, in the middle of sex, having a great day, or just wanting to cuddle with him.

He slowly sank down to his knees in front of you, tenderly pushing up your sweater before placing a kiss to your belly. Alright, besides making daily things a little harder, your little blob was also continuing to make you incredibly emotional. There was that familiar stinging at the back of your eyes, causing you to blink back your tears as you looked at your husband.

"Hey kid," he spoke softly and yeah, you were about to fall into a pool of emotions, "your mama and I are very excited to meet you, but for right, take it easy on her, huh? She's already missing her feet, but we know you'll be worth it. We love you so much."

"Steve," your voice as he looked with a soft smile, unaware of the fact that a few tears had already pearled up and ran down your cheeks. His hand found your face and he gently brushed them away, “I'm sensitive and you’re not helping! Stop being such a wonderful man.”

“Sweetheart. It’s alright, I’m just making sure Blob knows to be good to you,” you sniffled at him and he cast a quick look into the closet before noticing the dismissal expression on your face, “what shoes do we want today, honey?”

“I just wanted the black velvet flats,” you pointed pathetically at the shoe rack, disheartened by the fact that you couldn’t even manage to grab them on your own. But it was okay, you kept reminding yourself, this was temporary and you’d get Blob out of it, “the ones with the pretty bow.”

“Excellent choice my love,” he praised, grabbing the shoes in question. You nodded through a few more tears, watching him closely as he took each foot and slipped on your shoes, “there we go, all done.”

“Thank you,” he stood back up, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his warm, strong frame as best as he could considering the current state of your bump. You couldn’t stop yourself from taking his face in yours hands, touch as soft as silk and tender with reverence.You kissed him slowly, letting him overwhelm your senses as you lost yourself in him. But it was then that you remembered, “shit! I’m late for work.”

“Oh baby, baby, baby,” an affectionate lilt colored his tone as he looked between your bump and your face, “come on, let me take you today - I’ve still got a while before I need to head in.”

“But then you’d have to pick me and take me home,” you hated the idea that he would have to go out of his way for you. He had, however, reminded you from the day he’d met you in the ER several years ago that it was okay to rely on others and ask for help when you needed it. This just happened to be one of those times.

“What a horrible thing that would be,” he ran his knuckles across your cheek before kissing your forehead, “to see you. But I’m willing to take that on. C’mon, let’s get going.”

“I love you, Stevie.”

“I love you more, angel.”

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You were eight months pregnant. And feeling extremely pregnant. But you still kept going and tried to do things for yourself as much as you could, knowing that soon enough that you wouldn’t be able to just go out and do things you wanted or needed to do. The reality that in a few short weeks your daughter - still affectionately known as Blob - would be here was both thrilling and terrifying. You’d go from being responsible for yourself but also a whole other human being. One that wouldn’t be able to take care of herself and would depend on you for everything. Oh boy.

“Everything alright, sweetheart?” you felt his warm hand at the lower part of your back as he came back to put a few things in the shopping cart. There you were again, zoning out in the middle of the grocery store. To be fair, there was a lot going on in your head these days. You turned to him and nodded your head with a small smile; you knew he could tell that you were having a moment. He pressed a kiss to your temple, giving you a small squeeze, “almost done and then we can get out of here and get onto the next stop. Hanging in there okay?”

“Mhmm,” you promised, subconsciously rubbing a hand over your belly, “just had a moment and realized that Blob is gonna be here soon. I guess, realistically, any day now.”

“If it’s any consolation, first babies tend to be born close to their due date or even a little after,” of course he would try to reassure you, despite the fact that he was just as nervous as you, “and whatever happens, we’ll manage and it’ll all be fine, yeah?”

“Yeah,” you knew that you were lucky to have a husband like Steve, and you knew that you were even luckier that he was able to take over a month off once the baby was born, “I know, Stevie. It’s just getting more real and real every day. Sometimes it still doesn’t feel real. But then I realize I’m huge and waddling and then yeah…feels very real.”

“Well, you’re the prettiest and lovelist waddler ever,” there was a cheeky little smile on his face as you playfully rolled your eyes at him, “I gotta grab a few more things, but I’ll be right back if you wanna wait here, okay?”

“I’ll gladly wait here,” you gave him a small salute, leaning on the cart for some added support, “won’t even move a muscle.”

You heard him laughing as he walked away, shaking his head in amusement. You let out a long sigh as you tried to take as much weight off your feet as possible. You looked around and studied some of the baking mixes - of course Steve would leave in the baking aisle. Maybe you could make something sweet later tonight to satisfy your and Blob’s need for dessert.

You weren’t sure how long you’d been standing there and going over different recipes in your head until you heard a loud throat clear behind.

“You gonna move or what?” oh. So that’s the type of interaction you were going to have. The man was large, angry looking, and had a deep scowl on his face. You swallowed the lump in your throat as you tried to find something to say, “you been standin’ there for at least ten minutes. You wanna let someone else have a turn, bitch?”

Okay. Someone definitely woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Your heart beat wildly as you opened and closed your mouth a few times, “I-I-I’m sorry.”

“Y-y-you’re sorry,” he mocked and you were ready to dissolve into a mess of tears, “then move before I-”

“Back the fuck off man,” Steve picked the perfect time to come back, a furious look on his face to make sure you were unharmed, “she was waiting for me.”

“She coulda moved-”

“She’s eight months pregnant,” he jumped in between the two of you. You’d seen a hundred different sides and moods of Steve, but you’d never seen him quick this…protective. He looked like he was ready to fully cause some damage to this man. Of course he was - no one talked to his angel, or the little blob like that, “just calm down wait a moment.”

“Doesn’t mean she had to take up the whole aisle,” you could see the man was trying to decide if he should push Steve further or just leave. You also knew that if it came down to it, Steve wasn’t afraid to throw a punch (you’d never seen that side of him, but he’d told you all about his youth and younger years). He threw up his hands before turning on his heel and walking away, muttering under his breath.

Steve’s chest was rising and falling rapidly as he turned back to you with a frown on his face. He could see that you were protectively cradling your belly as your lip trembled with effort not to cry, “are you alright, angel? He didn’t touch you for anything did he?”

“No, he didn’t,” you shook your head before throwing your arms around him and letting him pull you into his body, “he was just being mean. You got here before he did anything.”

“I’m so sorry,” he took your face in his hands and studied you for a few moments before pressing kisses to your forehead and cheeks before stopping at your lips, “I shouldn’t have left you. I don't know what I’d do if anything happened…”

“It’s okay - you weren’t even gone that long,” you murmured, already feeling better in his presence, “that guy was just a jerk. But don’t worry, we’re okay. I know you’d always protect me.”

“Of course,” he insisted, “I've always got you, angel.”

“I love you, Stevie,” you buried your face in his chest, “so much.”

“I love you,” he closed his eyes and let out a small sigh of relief as he kissed the crown of your head, “how about we stop by the diner you like and get a milkshake, huh? I think we could use a little break.”

“That sounds perfect,” you nodded eagerly, “Blob and I really like the sound of that. We both love you so much.”

“I feel like we’re just going to name her Blob at this point,” Steve snorted, “Blob Harrington.”

“Tell me your daughter does not look like a blob on the screen during ultrasounds,” you teased as he tried to contradict what you were saying but realized you were right, “besides it can be her middle name. Maybe like Camila Blob Harrington. Or Emilia. Aurora? Hmmm…I still like Camila.”

“Camila,” he mulled over the name as you nodded; you’d talked about names during plenty of sleepless nights but had yet to settle on the perfect one. You still had some time so you hadn’t been too worried about it. But now, seeing the look on Steve’s face, you might have been onto something, “Camila.”

“Yeah?” you looked at him with wide eyes as he nodded excitedly, kissing you before you could say anything else, “Camila Harrington. I love it.”

“I love it too. I love you, I love her,” he looked at you as though you had hung all the stars, “you’re everything to me.”

“You’re everything to me too, my love,” you promised, “to me and soon to Camila as well.”

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