#and my fwiends are all busy

[fizzycereal]

INTRO POST

(Please read this)

Hi :D welcome to this dumpster fire of a blog :D

Info about me :D

Names to call me:

Fizzy (sure)

Fizzerz (why not it silly)

Dumbass (lol okay just be joking)

Fuzzy (okey :])

BIZY (dis is ur fault irl fwiend 😡/j)

Cereal (uhh okey?)

Lizy (only if you know me irl, sorry I just kinda don't feel comfortable with it being used)

Atlas (uhhhh okey? Sure? I mean I'm not Atlas but i wouldnt do anything if you do)

My legal name (no 😡)

Nicknames (sure, just be one of my moots/friends :P)

Pronouns: ANY PRONOUNS >:DD(I do personally prefer they but go wild ig :]) + AROACE 🧡💛🤍🩵💙 (romance and sex repulsed >:DDDDD

Birthday: July 30th 😎

Timezone: CST

I'm actually Hispanic/Latino! (My parents are both from Mexico 🇲🇽, sadly I can't speak Spanish anymore but I can only understand it)

I get stressed out pretty easily (I am a big over thinking and I can get overwhelmed easily) + I'm a gigantic procrastinator :') + I am a bit paranoid (I can get very stressed/I start to panic when I think someone is mad or I made someone sad at me)

I tend to say sorry a lot + please tell me when you're gonna vent to me

I have a bit of a stutter + I'm pretty sure I have a bit of a lisp too

I'm not really that busy but on Sundays don't suspect art, ect.

Idfk how to talk to people :')

Romance+physical touch kinda makes me uncomfy

❗I'M A MINOR❗❗

I personally use guys, dude, man, ect. as a gender neutral term if you aren't fine with that please tell me

I really like to play DND (I have only played like twice but if you guys want to show me your characters please do)

Please use more masculine phrases on me (I just prefer them)

This blog will have swearing so beware 😰

I do think I may have ADHD( intensive or mixed) or autism :P

(User boxes :3)

Fandoms I'm in

OSC (I'm just grouping all of the object shows together)

Be more chill

Heathers (again, not really that active on it)

Moral Orel (I FUCKING LOVE THIS SHOW AND IT DESERVES MORE)

Nerdy prudes must die (oh my fucking god. I NEED IT)

DnD (not sure if you'd call it a fandom

Eddsworld (used to be very into it still am)

Metal family :P

Riordanverse(UPDATE: WHOOOHOOOO BABYYYYY I'm on the dark maze >:D and now starting Magnus :3)

Smiling friends

Hazbin hotel/helluva boss

Scott Pilgrim (I have read the comics now, you can't best me mortals/j)

AND WAY MORE (to much to list 😔)

I only have Tumblr and a wattpad (it's @/FizzyCereal it's dead)

Sorry if I make any spelling or grammar mistakes, english isn't my first language :']

DNI LIST:

The basic criteria of a DNI list (transphobic/homophobic, racists, pedophiles/MAPS, Zoos, anyone who supports them)

Nsfw I'm a fucking minor (If your account is all NSFW or it's just straight up porn please don't follow me)

People hating on people for just "cringe" (you are in thin ice if you do this)

PEOPLE HARASSING PEOPLE (please kindly eff off)

Kids who go to my school (this isn't including my friends)

People who support problematic ship (it makes me feel uncomfortable)

Please respect this or I won't hesitate to block you.

❗PLEASE ASK QUESTIONS FOR @ask-salt ❗

(This will be updated)

Also sorry if i am annjoying to you guys :')

Don't be nervous to DM (only thing that can be a problem is that I can be very busy and awkward)

Please do ask if I'm comfortable for using my art or anything made by me (sometimes I will not say so if you don't ask. I can feel uncomfortable really easily if you want you can ask what are my boundaries)

Funni reference for my boy.

THIS REFERENCE IS NOW A BIT OLDER HE DID GET A BIT OF A NEW DESIGN

#object show community #introduction #intro post

[babyapocalypse]

Hi! If you’re not busy, can you do another WT oneshot? Basically, Cody regresses from relief once Sierras gone and Aleheather parent him?

sure thing !! this’ll probably be the last request I can get to tonight, but if any of you want more then keep it going, I’ll be pretty available to write tomorrow!

Cody was so stressed out around Sierra, making him unable to slip. Once she had got booted off the show, he felt a flow of relief come to him. He felt like he could regress, although he wasn’t aware if his two surroundings would be able to tolerate that. He was already slipping, so they’d have to deal with it. Cody knew Heather was a regressor anyways, so it couldn’t be so bad.

He had slipped, acting like a silly little kid. He stared at all the bugs on the ground, waving hello to all of them and giggling. Alejandro spotted Cody out, waiting for Heather to realize. “Can we babysit him please? We can practice our parenting skills!” Alejandro says, a smile wide on his face. “Fine, I suppose.” Heather scoffs, walking over to Cody.

Cody waved at them, kicking his feet around. “Look at my fwiend!” He said, showing them a worm. Alejandro looked amused at the little creature, meanwhile Heather was a bit disgusted herself. “You like worms, little guy? Aren’t they fascinating creatures?” Alejandro asked him, causing Cody to agree with the statement. Heather scoffed, looking for an animal that was actually worth her time.

She ran into a squirrel, going to pick it up. She eventually did, although it wasn’t a normal squirrel. It started attacking her, causing her to run around screaming. Cody and Alejandro both stayed there laughing meanwhile Alejandro high fived him.

Heather had finally got the squirrel off, looking like she just came out of a thorn bush. She was screaming, trying to look presentable. “Ah, seems like someone needs a kiss.” Alejandro says, kissing Heather on the cheek. “Get lost, you loser!” She yelled, causing Alejandro to pretend to be shocked. “We do not use this language around the little ones!” Alejandro exclaimed, pretending to get her in trouble. Cody laughed at Heather being scolded by Alejandro, thinking it was one of the funniest things ever.

Cody had gotten his backpack, dusting off his pacifier and putting it into his mouth, gently sucking on it as he rocked back and forth. Alejandro came up to him, whispering a joke to him making fun of Heather’s torn up clothes from the squirrel. Cody giggled, drawing a liking to Alejandro. Heather noticed them laughing, causing her to frown.

“Oh, mi amor, you look perfect, im only teasing.” He explains, causing her to turn away from him. “Cody, do you think this gentlemen is being very good right now?” Heather says, looking over at the little boy. Cody shakes his head no, causing Alejandro to gasp. “Wow! That is a surprising answer Cody! Whatever floats your boat.” Alejandro says, turning away from Heather.

After their little pretend fight, they play some games with Cody. They end up bonding together extremely well, making Cody happier than ever. He never thought he could have as much fun with these two as he did today. He secretly hoped he had a chance to regress around them again, despite him probably never telling them that to their face.

#total drama agere

[lumen-tellus]

i was tagged by: @asuraid owo i tag: ALL MY FWIENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ww

OC TAG GAME

✨ favorite oc ✨

Maria i.e. Yulia!! (i am particularly biased to her bc i put my entire philosophy interest and quoiromantic sensibilities into her + my love for “characters who act completely the opposite of how they are internally” so she is. very beloved!!)

⏳ oldest oc ⏳

teeeechnically that would be Faite, a goddess i made up when i was like. ten or something. but i don’t use her for anything at this point. the next oldest oc - that i actually still think of every now and then - would be Angelica, my very no-nonsense anger and parent issues who i still associate with ice at the same time oc lol

❣️newest oc❣️

Daisy i.e. Yulia (a different Yulia), who is the (very deceased) bestie of the other Yulia’s mom!! (yes i know it’s convoluted but trust me it makes sense)

💥 meanest oc 💥

ppppprobably May? she definitely isn’t the kind of person who cares about what her words lead to so long as it isn’t indiscriminate murder. discriminate considerate murder tho is understandable, likely not likeable but understandable. she can give a pass potentially on that.

💘 softest oc 💘

Sylvia!! my baby little dooter sweetest child in the whole world who i make suffer a lot

☢️ most aloof/standoffish ☢️

Maria, when she’s being Yulia - though with her, it’s not quite being aloof and standoffish, more Yulia is just very, very objective and disaffected in behavior so she comes off to many, if not everyone, as rather cold and somewhat distant to people in general. she can certainly emote - purposefully or not - but it either takes a very strong instigation or it looks very painfully clear that it’s an act she’s putting on, no matter how “natural” she is.

🎉 dumbest oc 🎉

ok this is hard bc none of my ocs are dumb by any means - at minimum, average intelligence, and the rest are ridiculously smart like ranging between “i have a phd” to “im literally a prodigy” so udsusguydsguysd and even beyond that, i like to hc my ocs as being v smart in some other sense if it’s not an intellectual smartness - like being people-smart, business-smart, etc etc. mmmmmm i guess for this question tho id put Nemo i.e. Mnemosyne - a very dense young lady who by no means isn’t smart.............. but she’s definitely a bit of a cuckoolander, unfortunately.

✔️ smartest oc ✔️

................also Maria im sorry i DID make her the strategist for her friend group so i unfortunately also made her stupidly smart as a consequence rip

👼 ocs i’d be friends with 👼

mmmmmmmmmmmm maybe Shiva or Esmeralda? u can’t say that life-wizened older women wouldn’t be fun to be friends with lolololol also. compared to my other ocs those two are So Very Normal and for my own sanity id rather be friends with the normal guys over my deliberately nutcase or deliberately in need of a therapist ocs (which is most of them)

#harmonics.txt #you can tell im v biased to one of my ocs in particular at least rn LOL

[monstermince]

wip tag game!

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder  regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an  ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little  snippet of it or tell them something about it.

thank you @someawkwardprose @violetmessages @shejustcalledmeafish @princess-of-the-worlds for the tags!!!! :) I’m late to this but that’s okay. 

Rhys Williams’ Rules for Dating Trainee Necromancers -- a sequel to my funky little john and gwen do necromancy fic, where it’s from Rhys’ POV and seeing how Ianto, Tosh, and Owen readjust to life while living out of his house along with John, and Rhys/Gwen relationship repair to become Rhys/Gwen/John. John necromances a dodo whom he names Doreen. bday gift for zoe  Snippet because i’m very proud of  this one: In the time that it had taken Rhys to burp Anwen, change her diaper, and get her settled for her mid-afternoon nap, Gwen and John had managed to raise a dodo from extinction. Rhys liked to think that he was a pretty open and accepting bloke. Yeah, he knew that the smallest things could set him off, and he couldn't help having a shout, but in the end, wasn't he the one who always compromised? With Torchwood, with Jack bloody Harkness, with his wife now excitedly embracing her newfound skills as a necromancer, with her odd and crass necromancy coworker? Given all that, he thought that he was allowed to have a bit of a shout and throw a bit of a strop. John saw the colour rising in his cheeks, his balled up fists, and he quickly said, as charmingly as he could: "Don't worry about it, big guy. I've had plenty of pets, and it all worked out."  So Rhys had his shout, and then phoned Ianto for help. 

Exit Wounds AU -- AU where Gray decides to take revenge on Jack not by blowing up the city, but by forcing John to help him con Jack into thinking that Jack and Gray are setting up a rival organization to Torchwood, and for Gray to slowly win Jack’s trust so he can destroy him when he reveals his identity. Too bad Gray never accounted in his revenge plotting for making fwiends. 

We belong awake (December 1998) [VVows] -- my vvows fic titles are little catalogues. Trying to do a fic where Jack, John, and Ianto make it everyone else’s business as they try and figure out the best way to celebrate the holiday season (spoiler: they don’t celebrate, they just fuck a lot)

gwenjackrhys -- the title is slightly misleading because it also contains gweniantorhys and gweniantojack, but it all started because i wanted pregnant gwen whips jack post-COE in a sad, not sexy, way

ten’s a simp for tosh -- self-explanatory

tagging - i feel like everyone i know i have already seen tagged, so apologies if you’ve already done this (and please send me your post!!!!) @toshsato​ @horselover107​ @ultraviolet-eucatastrophe​ @torchwood-99​

#wip game answered

[nonaglae]

Welcome to ‘Merica

[Disclaimer: my English not so good]

And so it begins, finally!

On Monday, way too early in the morning, my friends and I (let’s call them Talia and Angie) started our big adventure to the U.S. We’ve been talking about this trip for a very long time and planned it for even longer (or the other way round, I forget). But let’s not dwell on the past, and get right to it. Although, technically all I’m doing right now - and will be doing in the future - is talking about the past, just not dwelling. 

Anywho, on Sunday evening Angie and I showed up at Talia’s where we all spent the night to go to the airport together first thing in the morning. Shout out to Angie’s aunt, who brought us and our suitcases there! In preparation for the big day, we talked about what we’d forgotten and - since it was too late for Angie and I to change anything about that - we stuffed the rest of Talia’s stuff that wouldn’t fit in her suitcase in ours... My clothes now smells like coffee, and we all know how much I looooove the coffee. Fänx for that one, my fwiend! Later on, we tried to check in online and failed successfully which is why we went straight to bed, only to get kicked out of it at 4:30 a.m during the deepest of sleeps. Actually, not one of us had a very deep sleep that night... At this point it’s time to say thanks, not only to our bodies and the adrenaline kicking in so it did not feel like an early morning, but also to Talia’s dad for picking us up and taking us to the airport. Dzięki Atur!

At the airport we went straight to the BA desk to not only check in our suitcases but ourselves too. Luckily, there was no queue and it was our turn in to time. But, oh boy, there should be a queue after that! Why, you ask? Because apparently we did not book any luggage for the flight. Which, in the end, probably is semi-true since accoriding to the booking, we could bring one piece of luggage at max 23kg for free. Plot twist: this applies to luggage you bring to the cabin with you -and who does that?! Being pros at hiccups by then, we added luggage to our booking (in other words, we paid extra), left our hand-made queue behind and made our way through security and to the gate. Believe it or not, all of that went smoothly.

First stop London with a 3hour lay-over. Boring and London is a way too busy airport, but we made it on the second plane eventually. Hello triplple7, hello entertainment! Hello freezer. Yeah, it was that cold! Or at least from where the three of us were sitting. Next to us, however, it must have been summer at its best, since people around us sat through the entire flight in shorts and T-shirts, while we were curled up in our hoodies and tucked in our blankets and were still freezing. We still did not want to miss out on the ice cream they served mid-flight, because why would we? It can’t get colder than cold, right?! Spoiler: it can.

Eight hours and two movies later we got to Charleston on time and had karma kick in on us as we ended up in a nice queue, waiting more or less patiently to enter the U.S. Officially in the U.S., we had to get our suitcases and check them in again (not to worry, this time we did not have to pay extra, thanks for asking) for our final flight of the day to Greenville. A little later than scheduled and after a little more bumpy flight than expected, we finally made it to Greenville, where our good friend (let’s call him Will, who is Talia’s hubby) came to pick us up. Sounds good, right? Not so fast, my dears, not so fast. We had to get our luggage first, which did not make it on our plane. We’ve been on the road (or in the air) for the better of a day by then, so not at all tired and not at all wanting to do nothing else but to get home and go to bed. The good news is, there was one more plane coming in from Charlston that night, the not so good news was that the lady at the counter could not tell us whether or suitcases would make it on that flight. So we had two options, either wait for about 1,5 hours and see if our suitcases arrived with that plane or come back another day. We went for option one and grabbed some food in the meantime. Just as it’s supposed to be when you get to the States, we got burgers at a well known burger franchise and had them in the parking lot. We’re so American, right (sorry for the cliche, it’s been following me since)? But this is when it kicked in - WELCOME TO ‘MERICA! We finally made it - almost.

Long story short, we got our suitcases in the end and drove to the place where Angie and I are staying. Being slightly tired and exhausted Will and Talia just gave us the lightning tour of the place and left us alone in the wilderness and went home. 

All in all our journey took up pretty much an entire day, which - as I thought at the time - was good, since it was around 11 p.m when we went to bed and I had the hope to beat the jetlag by just blending in with the new now. Considering that I am writing this post at 7 a.m in the morning after having been up for the last 3,5 hours, I believe the jetlag beat me after all.

The happs pf yesterday shall follow shortly and I hope to catch up with today today as well so that everyone in the future is up to date with the past.

And as always: to be continued!

[mama-pigtails]

Mama, I's havin twoubles. I has the sads. My fwiends awen't reponding to me... an' I feew wike a bover 'cuz I dunno wha to talk about wif dem... I fink dey might be busy, bu' den I fink too hawd an' I feew sewfish fo' wantin dem to talk to me. An' all dose thoughts make me sad, n' bein sad makes me feew smol but it feews icky n' bad n' not good. I dunno wha' to do 😢

Hello, sweetheart!

It’s hard when our friends don’t respond to us, huh? It’s not selfish to want to talk to them, that’s what friends are for! But we have to remember that sometimes our friends are busy or don’t see our messages or not in the mood to talk, and they can’t get back to us right now.

When that happens to me, I like to drop them a message to tell them I’m thinking of them - just a “missing you! hope to talk soon, I have some awesome things to tell you!” is good! And that way they’ll see your message when they’re ready!

#ittybittybabyone #answered

[hwaitham]

WAAAA ms co im vewy excited for da wrio and neuvi fic... cnnot wait... but must be patient !!! will be good girl for wrio and neuvi (c1 neuvi came home to me !!! he loves me soo much hehe now to get wrio...)

sorrie for not being active nonnie... have been v. busy... i believe i am 💐 nonnie?

(also hav u been keeping up with hsr? boothill is so... i wan him to be my bestie... hes so charming... and aventurine... i truly believe avie is to me as haithie is to you ms co... i hav 3500 jades and a wish !!!)

- all my love, 💐(?) nonnie

omgie booket 💐 non - non ! ! ive been thinking about u lots lately — i know u said u're busy , but i hope the universe is still being so so kind to u my dear !♡

n EE EEEKK . . the thweesome fic omii . . . Uhhmmm ! hehe im writing it albeit vrie vrie hesitantly n slowly T T i jus feel rllie nervous thinking about posting it here ! it is So ddlg like . . more than anything ive ever written before WAAH i honestly may jus post it to ao3 n link it here ?? ૮꒰ྀི⊃⸝ ⸝ ⸝⊂꒱ྀིა but i'll keep writing it for u babie ! n WAHOOO congratzies on rolling c1 neuvie — he loves u so so so much ! ! 🥺🥺

( i Hav been keeping up wif hsr — but i did delete the app frm m phone a few weeks back . . tho . . . boothill is rllie Rllie tempting me to redownload LOL um xddd . . u're so right he is so best fwiend forever in m mind ! ! i thimk i may add him as one of m platonic f/os ?? :///D good luck on ur vennie pulls when his banner hops around — im pawsitive he cant stay away long frm a soul as sweet as Yours ! :3 )

#( ˶˘ ³˘(｡˃ ᵕ ˂｡ ྀི) #ur askie added +1000 xp to m motivation meter ! ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ im gonna do it im gonna do it im gna write the fic n post it ! !

[gallus-rising]

for p1: current favorite ship/first favorite ship and p2 current favorite character/first favorite character. also top 5 pokemon for 3

i'm afraid i can't give you first fav ship/character since my memory is terrible and also i'm probably over thinking it and trying to go too far back 😔 first fav character was assuredly someone from Digimon tho lol

ok under the cut because it got longish lol

current favorite ship: currently suffering from ekumob brainrot 😔

when I started shipping it if I did:

ok their friendship was already very important to me but when the broccoil arc was animated?? idk for some reason that Activated something in me..... there was also this one popular fanartist on twt who's since moved on from mp100 that def contributed. no idea where they are now but i hope they're doing well 🙏

my thoughts:

oh god we'll be here all day. they r. Good

What makes me happy about them:

hhhng human/monster ships always make me happy just because (´ ∀ ` *) but something specific to them is the slowbuild trust between them?? most of my ships are built on canon friendship stuff and mp100's platonic relationships are particularly good. i wouldn't be able to properly describe it w/o going into full series meta lol but this is a good place to start probably

What makes me sad about them:

we all know that mortal/immortal pairings never end well :']

things done in fanfic that annoys me:

there isn't enough fic for them for this to rly be applicable :''']

things I look for in fanfic:

thing i'm desperate for in both fic and art is ghost Dimple. get that claw guy outta here he is a mere means to an end

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: 

ekurei is always fun but Mob is aro to me u-u i'm shipping him in an aro way. i promise it makes since in my head

My happily ever after for them:

just very chill living together. Mob seemingly lives alone and his normal friends feel a lil bad for him and try to set him up w someone every once and a while but Mob always politely declines. when Mob is busy Dimple spends time with the extended S&S crew because those are his fwiends 🥺 sometimes Dimple is gone for a few days but he always comes back home <3

who is the big spoon/little spoon:

depends on whether Dimple is in Big Ghost mode or Little Ghost mode lol but i feel like they both equally enjoy either role

what is their favorite non-sexual activity:

Mob astral projecting so Dimple can possess his body and do the sorts of normal human things he misses. just. small ghost Mob hanging out while Dimple goes on a walk or has dinner or takes a bath or w/e. also. small ghost cuddles 🥺 tiny ghost Mob and tiny ghost Dimple snuggling 🥺🥺 Mob's unconscious body is about 5 feet away ig

current favorite character: bouncing around between various Dungeon Meshi characters atm but let's go with Laois

How I feel about this character:

autism to autism communication

All the people I ship romantically with this character: 

no one. he is aroace to me u-u

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

i don't say this lightly but the Touden party is the found family of all time oh my GOD

My unpopular opinion about this character: 

as an autistic/autistic-coded characters he is ofc subject to Pure Sunshine Syndrome UwU so most of my unpopular opinions are just canon facts lmao. he's very smart and a capable leader, charisma is just his dump stat

also i know someone wrote a meta post explaining this way better but Laios is just so angry. the post was mostly about how in most media the character who is autistic misreads the social situation is always in the wrong. the character must always realize they've committed a horrible social taboo and eventually apologize to everyone for their bad behavior. but Dugeon Meshi lets Laios be angry. like yeah!! why didn't ppl just explain things to him?? he gets mad when other ppl pretend to get along w him but actually dislike him and are waiting for him to get a clue. so yeah, Laios is a chill guy but underneath that he is just so angry at the world all the time. he's pissed off ppl treat him like a freak for acting sincerely, he's pissed off ppl treat his sister like a freak for her natural talents, and Kabru is super valid and right for assuming that Laios hates humanity bc he kinda does a lil (tho not to the extent that Kabru thought ofc)

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

let him have fangs and glowly cat eyes and all that. he needs to live out his furry/otherkin dreams.

my OTP:

N/A

my cross over ship:

you know what???? Venom.

a headcanon fact:

ALMOST ALL DUNGEON MESHI CHARACTERS HAVE SOME KIND OF DISCORDED EATING IN THIS ESSAY I WILL--

top 5 favorite pokemon: hhhhng picking just 5 is v difficult so consider this incomplete. listed in no particular order because i'm bad at that 😔

turtwig line. i yelled when the Big Torts appeared in Detective Pikachu

porygon line. split line evo where you can evolve proygon2 into porygon3 which is stated for Sp. Def vs porygon-z's Sp. Atk WHEN!!!!

pidove line. fav regional bird. unfezant is Peak bird design

smugleaf snivy line. it's a skink that evolves into a legless lizard what's not to love??

klefki. L + Ratio + Prankster + Thunder Wave + Spikes + Dual Screens + Light Clay. Taunt users DNI

#*furious pecking* #thank youuuu <3

[foxcomment]

Slowly

Then more I think about it, then more I understand that my life is meaningless and useless.

Like... who needs an Autistic person in "my" country? No one. Can I leave this place? No. Straight up No. Does anyone needs a person who basically born in an Awful country that started a ww3? You guessed it - NO.

I felt down for past week, tried not to show it to my fwiends, but today i just literally nauseous from all my thoughts. Why was I born Here? I had a chance to be a good American guy, with a careless life. But instead I'm sitting here, and thinking if life is my personal punishment. Been thinking what the death is, like... is it like just... when you start as a new person or just... end. Like... nothing. An absolute end. Black. No soul, no after life, no anything. The last one is scares me the most, so that's the main reason why i keep going on my painful, useless life as a person of most hated country. I'm just wasting my potential in here. Even if ANYONE will Ever invite me to work in any copany that is not in "rU" country, I won't be able to get any money, or even be able to move. Visas to any countries are illegal here. I'm in a New Korea, with isolated internet.

Design work keeps me a bit busy and distracts from some problems... for now~ But I'm DREAMING about getting a job in educational or Any VR industry.

Writing it up for myself, jsut to stay in some relatively good mind. Hope no one actually reads it.

[magdasabs]

HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Sabs! How are you? I'm here for my weekly uptade, hows life going, the job, excited for next week match, the fwiends, any pic of crochet you can share (would make me happy :(), any life update? Hope you're fine and happy! /weekly update anon

hi weekly update anon! I honestly had an awful, crazy busy week but it's looking up now :) it's nice to be going into the weekend in good spirit cause yesterday was awful and I cried in tissue culture. I'm very excited for the games next week and to start my woso trip around 3 countries! still a bit stressed with packing but it's honestly not looking too bad and I still have quite a long time left

I've had 0 time to crochet the past few days and before that I made things that can't go on tumblr 😅 I did have one fwiend order though! but I'd like to make all my coworkers a little gift before I leave so hopefully I'll be crocheting things this weekend and will post some

[kimmimaru]

My dog is a little shit at times. Love him to pieces but he is such an idiot. I meet a LOT of other dog walkers out and about and my dog has all the common sense of a used tea bag, I have trained him to ignore other dogs off the lead but on the lead he will just come to a total stop, tail wagging and eager to greet any dog coming his way. I only allow him to greet dogs I already know but he’s the same to ANY dog, even ones who are quite obviously going to bite him if he gets close lol. I don’t let him near them but I have to literally drag him out of the way because he’s just like: FWIEND! HULLO FWIEND! Other dogs busy snarling at him from across the street and he’s just mr happy wags. Idiot pup.

[kkaebsongtypo]

[2:52pm] Jeno swung your hands back and forth between the two of you as you walked around the mall, build-a-bear in your arm.

unus annus m.l

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Chapter 11: Bestie!

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1.45 pm flashed on Harry's phone.

He had cancelled his plans with his mum and sister for the lunch with Hebe.

His mum was a little mad at him for that. And so was Gemma. Both the ladies in his family hated his manager. They couldn't believe how stupid Harry was to be influenced by what he said. But it was understandable. He really did had random girls telling him he was their "baby daddy" it was messed up. But YN was not just someone random. She was and still is the love.

Here, Samantha dropped off Hebe back to her Mummy.

YN and her got ready for the day. YN actually got to go gym this morning before Hebe came back. She felt fresh and energised! Last night's crying helped a lot. YN had a meeting, she took Hebe with her. YN's manager stayed with Hebe whilst YN was in the meeting. Then YN took Hebe to the park. They went to arcade for a little while. Hebe wanted to get Indian food so YN drove to their favorite restaurant and YN ordered for take out.

"We go and sit there." Hebe dragged her Mummy to their usual table.

"We're going home today darling." YN told her. "We're having a friend over for lunch. We'd wait for him, yeah?" She asked.

"Fwiend?" Hebe looked confused.

"Yes!" YN nodded.

"Okay!" She shrugged.

They went back home with the food. Hebe went straight to her play area by the living room. It was a little open area in a corner which was just a odd space. So YN turned it into her play area. It was easier to keep an eye on her in case she was to hurt herself some how. There were all the toys she picked out herself. Her doll house, a tiny kitchen, her dolls and super heros, a small sofa for her, she got them recently on her second birthday so she is still very much into them. There is a little pick piano which her Aunty Sam and Aunty Cam got her for Christmas last year. She loves that too. YN looked up a few tutorials on YouTube to teach her how to play it, it surprisingly worked like a real piano, it was just very small. Hebe could actually play a nursery rhyme on it. She had a small table with her books and colour pencils. Hebe could actually write all the alphabets from A to Z, she was very fast learner. YN was like that when she was Hebe's age.

According to her mum, YN started talking when she was just eighteen months old. Started writing out letters and numbers around that time too. She was a smart kid. YN was glad her daughter is similar.

Some times YN wondered what she'd grow up to be. May e she'd wanna be a director? A teacher? She acted out her own class in front of her dolls and taught them alphabets. Or maybe a doctor? A singer? Like her Papa. Or maybe an actress? Either way YN would support her through everything.

"Mummy can I watch Cartoon? Pwease?" Hebe came in kitchen where her mum was taking out the food.

"Just for a little bit, okay? Then we're gonna eat." YN said.

"Pwomise!" She grinned a toothy smile and went out. She also knew how to turn on and turn off the TV and also switch through channels. She put on her favourite Sofia The First, she usually watched Jake and the Neverland pirates, but she changed her mind today, it seemed. She just have two hours of screen time a day and weekends were no exceptions. And she is very obedient with that. She isn't even that interested in watching TV anyway, she is just always too busy playing with her toys or colouring in her books— she's recently took a liking over colouring and drawing. What a smart kid she is!

YN watched her sing along Sofia and dancing on the rug now. She is really entertaining some times to watch. YN was surprised to see how she had the lyrics to the theme song all memorised. YN used to watch it when she was young and it brought back so many memories of hers. How she literally skipped school to watch her favourite cartoons in the morning.

I was a girl in the village doing alright

Then I became a princess overnight

Now I gotta figure out how to do it right

So much to learn and see.

Hebe twirled around with her arms in the air. Speaking half gibberish and half English. YN noticed she is wearing her Tiara, on her track suit.

Up in the castle with my new family

In a school that's just for royalty

A whole enchanted world is waiting for me

I'm so excited to be.

She wiggled her bum to the beat. YN watched her as she danced laughing at her antiques, she is lost in her own world. She sang the theme song to Jake and the Neverland pirates with same passion.

I'm finding out what being royal's all about

Making my way it's an adventure everyday

It's gonna be my time

To show them all that I'm

Sofia the First!

She did her little jump and climbed up on the sofa making herself comfy. There were still fifteen minutes until Harry comes over. YN went out to them living room.

"Can I please join you?" YN asked.

"Yes!" Hebe chirped. YN sat down on the sofa as well.

"Thank you." YN said.

"Your wewcome, Mummy!" Hebe smiled.

YN had to post the new trailer to her movie on her Instagram so she just did that quickly. She never used her phone around Hebe but she really had to post it. She is the director and her say was the last say really. She had to post the trailer first.

YN is second guessing calling Harry over to see Hebe? Maybe... Did she really hurry into anything? She doesn't care about Harry (well, she foes but wouldn't admit) but she didn't wanted Hebe end up be hurt in anyway. She was just a toddler. It would be a lot for her to take in if and when YN finally decides to tell her that he was her dad, who was absent for all two years of her existence on this planet. It wasn't going to be anytime soon. She'll just have to see what happens next really.

She let out a sigh when the door bell went off.

"Be right back." She told Hebe after planting a soft kiss on her head. YN went to get the door.

He stood there, nervously toeing his shoes on the ground. His hair looked like he just ran his fingers through them. He had a black hoodie on from his own merch line, ripped jeans and white sneakers. A boutique of red roses tucked under his arm and a small tiny box of some fancy chocolates in his other hand. It reminded her of the day they celebrated her late birthday, he bought her red roses and a cake.

"Hi." He smiled with his lips pressed in a thin line.

"Hi, come in." YN stepped aside so he could walk in. He paused for a second before he slipped off his shoes before going in— he remembered that YN doesn't like to have outside shoes inside her house.

YN found Hebe on her previous place, all invested in the cartoon playing on the screen.

"Hebe, can you turn off the TV and come here please?" YN asked. The little girl huffed and fell down on her side on the cushion beside her.

"It's lunch time come on, you can watch it later I promise." YN said. Hebe looked at her mum from the corner of his eyes as if to contemplate whether her mum is really promising. She ended up giving in and ran to the dining area after turning the TV off and keeping the remote nicely on it's designated place. Harry was surprised to see how organised this tiny angel is!

"Hello Hebe!" Harry said once the Hebe was standing next to her mum. She looked a tiny bit shy, hugging her Mum's leg.

"Say Hello princess." YN said.

Harry's heart fluttered seeing how adorable she looked. She had a track suit on, white shoes which looked very clean and neat. Her brown hair were pulled into two space buns on her head. Her green eyes looked big and rounded like a little puppy as she literally had to lift her head up to look at him.

"Hello!" She gave Harry a tiny wave. Harry looked at YN.

"She'll warm up." YN said knowing what he was going to ask.

"Oh okay." He looked back at the green eyed girl, "I got you chocolates and flowers." He crouched doen to match her height, and picked up his little presents just enough to make them seen. Hebe stared at him, not remembering who he is. She did saw him last night but she must have forgotten his face because they interacted for such short time. Or she was just nervous and scared of a new person.

"Mummy said, do not take chocowates and candy and gif's fwom stwangers." She said in her high pitched voice.

"Well, Mummy is here right Bebe?" YN spoke, "go on and take it if you want."

Hebe glanced at her mum once who nodded. She slowly approached Harry, and accepted his presents. She smiled.

"Thank you." She said.

"You're welcome, angel." Harry cooed feeling his heart become full by her cuteness. He patted her head gently and earned another soft smile from her— her Mummy patted her head like that when she did something nice and praise and she loved it. They gathered at the dining table.

"Mummy can you keep it please?" Hebe asked handing her chocolates to her Mum.

"Of course." YN took the box and kept it on the kitchen counter for time being, she's gonna ask for one after lunch.

"Thank you." She said to Harry who helped her up her high chair.

"Of course, love." Harry liked how polite she was. YN is really a great parent, she wasn't anything like the media portrayed her to be like because she was a young mum, Harry doesn't know about that yet. Hebe is just two and half years old, she seemed to be so smart— she can already talk in full sentences even though it took him some to figure out what her broken pronounciation meant, she was so polite and listened to her mum. It stung when she called him a stranger, but he is technically a stranger to her.

Throughout the lunch Harry made pretty good friends with Hebe. He liked the way she talked, gave her small smart answers to his long silly questions. YN was sat there mostly silently, as if monitoring what was going on there carefully and taking mental notes. Harry did made efforts to talk to her. She was still mad at him and didn't wanted to talk to him at all, she'd just humm or nod her head in answer.

After they were done, Hebe was still eating. She was not a messy eater for her age, but she ate very slow. But after she was done she climbed down her high chair, it almost gave Harry a heart attack thinking she might fall or hurt herself but she didn't, YN looked unbothered, it was Hebe's daily thing. She took her own plate to kitchen and kept it on the counter— she is helpful too! She just took her plate and spoon, and it was helpful enough.

"Thank you Bebe!" YN cooed.

"You welcome Mummy!" She smiled, "I go pway wif Alvin and Macy Mummy? Pwease?" She asked.

Who was Alvin now? Who is Macy? Harry got confused. She have friends? That's cool! He was planning to hang with her for today. He looked at YN who was putting away the dishes in the sink.

"What about we call them both over tomorrow morning and go play at the beach, yeah? We have a friend over right?" YN said.

Hebe was standing on her small ladder so Harry was able to look at her from other side of the counter. She looked at Harry.

"He gon' pway wif Hebe?" She asked her Mummy.

"Why don't you go and ask him yourself?" YN suggested. Hebe got down her ladder and disappeared behind the counter. Harry was too busy looking at YN who was totally ignoring him that he was pulled back from his admiring when he felt a tug at the hem of his hoodie. It is Hebe!

"You gon' pway wif me? Pwease?" She asked sweetly with a sweet smile on her face.

"Of course, I can play with you." He smiled back. Hebe took a hold of his pointer finger with her whole hand and walked to her play area.

"We gon' 'ave a tea pawty." She said, "sit down pwease!"

Harry sat down on the rug there. Hebe was warmed upto him quicker than he expected. She introduced her stuffies to him, all of them had silly and adorable names like, Bikny, Dodo, Zozo, and so on. YN joined in a few minutes after she was done putting dishes into sink. But their tea party was over and now Hebe is sitting on Harry's lap as he taught her how to play her piano.

"I pway twinkle twinkle little star? Mummy taught me!" She got excited. Hebe liked to brag about how she could play her favourite song, she played it to everyone who were her friends.

"You know how to play it?" Harry asked.

"Mhmm!" Hebe nodded pushing her baby hair out of her face proudly.

"Go on then. I'd love to hear it." Harry hyped her up.

And she played it. Hebe have taken a huge interest in playing her piano and YN could teach her as much as she herself learned from YouTube. She was considering to get Hebe a Piano teacher to putting her in classes if that was possible. She have already asked her manager to look for classes YN could send Hebe to, she just haven't got to talk about it to her girlie. If she wants to go, then she can go to Piano classes for sure! But she is two and half years old YN does think it would last that long for her but it's worth trying if she grows to love music that's amazing.

"You did so great!" Harry commented on Hebe's Piano skills.

"Thank you!" She grinned a toothy smile.

It's been already over an hour now. YN said Harry could only meet her for an hour no more time was allowed, but Harry lost the track of time. How could he possibly be looking at time when he got to spend time with his daughter? YN didn't wanted to confuse the little girl so much, she knows how Hebe gets attached to people. She can't go much long without seeing her Aunty Sam or Aunty Cam, she misses them a lot. She still didn't trusted Harry with her, she doesn't want Hebe to just miss him and be hurt when he decides he doesn't want to be involved in her life, that he couldn't take up the responsibility of being a parent. It would a lot for a toddler to handle, she wouldn't remember most of it when she grows up but she will find out about in future if her dad decides to eventually leave. She is thinking way far in the future but she couldn't help it. Her daughter is her everything and she just wants her to be happy.

That is why YN just allowed Harry to hang with her for just an hour. It would be easier to tell her that he was just a friend who came to visit and they won't see him anytime soon or not at all. It's been two hours instead. YN was going to point it out but her phone started ringing.

"Bebe, why don't you pick up your toys now yeah? We're going out." YN said. She had to go for fitting as she have a premier to attend in a week, both her Aunties were busy to look after her whilst YN was gone so she had to go with her Mummy.

"Wait... You said I have an hour with her." Harry spoke, he looked a little mad. It didn't seemed like it's been an hour to him.

"It's been two hours." YN said in the same tone as him. Harry glanced at his phone and it's indeed been more than two hours.

"Can I go to Aunty Sam?" Hebe asked.

"Your Aunty Sam and Aunty Cam are busy Princess. I am sorry, but I promise we'll have fun, okay?" YN promised her. "I need to take this call, but please pick up your toys for me?"

"Okay." She agreed. She picked up all her small toys which were supposed to go in a toy box. Harry helped her of course.

"No, not there!" Hebe complained as Harry was about to put her favourite stuffie away in the box.

"Where does it go then?" Harry asked.

"Binky go with Hebe!" She asked for it back politely and a sweet smile on her face.

"She your favourite huh?" He asked giving the toy back to her. It was a crocheted stuffed Fox she called Binky.

"Mhmm!" She nodded. "Can I call you Bestie?" She asked.

Harry noticed she was addressing him as sir the whole time and not by his name even he told her his name. It was wholesome in a way.

"You can call me Harry." He said.

"No, Mummy say it no' nwice t'call elders by name." It took a little while for him to make out what she said, it almost sounded gibberish as it was the longest sentence she spoke in a while.

Harry was impressed how YN was teaching her own cultural values and etiquettes. It is extremely disrespectful in India to call someone elder by their first name. YN once told Harry that, they even call the people they don't know Uncle or Aunty just out of respect which Harry finds very impressive. She was once also explaining him what you call your relatives who are elder than you, some of it stuck in his head the other went totally off his head.

"You call me Bestie." He chuckled, "where did you learn that word? It's... Funny." He didn't why he said that.

"Mummy call Aunty Sam an' Aunty Cam Bestie 'cause they her fwends." Hebe explained, "you my fwend now so I gon' call you Bestie."

"Yeah? I am your friend now huh?" Harry was over the moon to be friend already. Well, Bestie was actually nicer than Uncle, he wasn't her Uncle he was her Dad.

"Yes!" She nodded.

"Can I get a hug please?" He asked.

"Yes!" She repeated and gave him a quick hug. It lasted all for just two seconds but Harry felt his heart flutter, she hugged him for the first time. His daughter hugged him for the first time!

"Good job Bebe!" YN came back from attending her call.

"Mummy can I have chocowates now?" Hebe asked for her reward. YN would give her a chocolate anyway.

"Yes, why not!" YN agreed.

"One fo' Bestie too, Mummy!" Hebe called.

"That's me." Harry bragged once YN turned to look at her daughter all confused. She just rolled her eyes and grabbed the chocolate box Harry got Hebe. There were a bunch of different ones so YN took it out so Hebe can choose which ever she wants.

"Can I 'ave two?" She held out two of her fingers like a peace sign, and pulled a puppy dog face.

"Go on." YN chuckled. Hebe gasped and picked two of the prettiest looking chocolates gave one to Harry and one to her Mummy and took two for herself. Pretty much the entire box was empty now there were just few left in it.

"Thank you!" She smiled.

"Your welcome." YN put the box away. Hebe stuff both the chocolates in her pants pockets and ran to get her out side shoes.

"Be careful these are very sugary." Harry pointed out. It was these kinda little things that triggered YN a lot of her parenting.

"I know what I am doing, Harry, I don't need you to comment on what I should be careful with or not too. I am her mother and I know better what's good and bad for her. You don't know her yet." She snapped, she didn't meant to but it just happened. He was technically right, but he doesn't know Hebe well and what she was like and what she ate. In her opinion he shouldn't speak up for that until he gets to know Hebe.

Harry saw the look of regret and guilt wash over her features as she said that. She was right he does not know Hebe yet. He didn't said anything and just kept quiet. YN's ego was too big that moment for her to apologise for snapping at him so she went after Hebe leaving him alone there. God this was harder than she thought!

YN helped Hebe put on her outside shoes by tying off her lace. And she was good to go. YN waited for Harry to leave, she wasn't going to ask him to leave, it was rude.

"Oh, you— you want me to leave?" He asked his stupid question.

"I am not going to ask you to leave because that's just rude but I am getting late for work." YN said holding Hebe's hand.

"Okay." He nodded. "Can I hug her one more time before I go?"

YN just nodded in agreement. Hebe loved hugs and cuddles so she gave her Bestie another hug. It felt so... so surreal to hold his own daughter in his arms like that. He couldn't believe she was his part, he just hung out with her for a couple of hours but he would die for this girl in a heartbeat if he have to. She was a new person to him, but he can get to know her right? He can maybe have a good relationship with her if he tries hard enough this time. He already loves her so much it seemed impossible that his love for this small human was just growing every passing minute. It made his eyes teary.

"I love you." He whispered to Hebe. She finally broke the hug, she is a toddler, toddlers are wiggly and don't stay in one place for too long. Harry just got to hold her for a few seconds but those few seconds felt prolonged to him this time.

"Wes go Mummy!" Hebe tugged at her mum's hand. She loved to go on car rides.

"Yeah, did you say bye to Harry?" She asked.

"Bye Bestie!" Hebe waved at Harry.

"See you soon princess, bye." Harry waved back.

"YN wait..." He stopped her, "I— I don't have your number. Can— can you put on me phone so I can contact— contact Hebe?" And you.

"Yeah." YN nodded. Harry gave her his phone

He went back home with a huge smile on his face.

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He told his mum everything about his little daughter. How amazingly she had been brought up by her mother and how polite she is.

"She sounds so lovely." Anne said refering to YN this time. "Don't know why you kept her from us."

"Mum, you know she is way younger than me so I was a little nervous tell you about her and then everything happened..." Harry trailed off his own words.

"You should have thought about it before getting on with your shenanigans, Harry, right?" Anne pointed out. Harry just looked at her with embarrassment written all over his face in italics.

"But she is mad at me, mum." He sighed. "I don't know how to fix things with her."

"Do you think it's right to do? I mean, of course you can get to good terms with her, she is mother of you daughter, but I know what way you're saying this Harry." Anne said, "just make sure she isn't seeing or dating anyone, yeah? It would mess up things even more."

"Yeah, she isn't dating anyone. I don't know if she is seeing anyone though." Harry said.

"You still have feelings for her?"

"I do, I think I still love her. But it's been two years since I saw her." And I might have fucked up even more before..."

"What did you do Harry?" Anne squinted her eyes at him.

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It was pretty late when YN got back home. Hebe was fast asleep in her car seat. Good thing they ate at a restaurant or she would have gone to bed empty stomach.

YN had her outfit bags with her as well, she can't leave Hebe alone in the car in the house so she picked up Hebe and carried her bags at the same time. With Hebe on her shoulder one of her arm under her bum to support her up. And three of her suit bags hung on her fingers as she tried to open the door with other hand on which she had different bags with her shoes hanging on it.

"You want me to help you?" She heard a deep raspy voice which startled her. Is he seriously going be keeping an eye on her now? She'd sell her house and move far away from him if he does that. But right now she's going to take his help.

"Mhmm!" She nodded.

Harry took the keys from her and unlocked the door for her and pushed it open.

"You can give your bags to me." He was already taking stuff from her and walked inside first taking off his slides by the door.

"Was out on walk when I saw you." He explained why and how he appeared there. YN just nodded.

"Thank you." YN said.

"It's okay." He smiled. "Can I talk to you for a while if you have a moment?"

Well, her ego finally went away and she was ready to apologise to him for snapping at him earlier today. And she would listen to him, she did put a lot of thought into it. It's been a day but she can always wait and see, but Harry have been putting effort into seeing Hebe. She would rather have Harry in her life as a father figure because one; he was her father, two; he have the right to be involved in her life. If he wants to obviously.

"Yeah. I need to put her to bed first." YN said.

"Okay." He nodded, "can— can I come with you?"

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Harry waited outside whilst YN changed up Hebe out of her track suit into her PJs, she looked to be pretty heavy sleeper like her Mummy as he didn't heard a cry from her the whole time. When he peeped in he saw YN looking at her with dove eyes as she tucked her away in her bed under her sheets. She placed a kiss on her forehead.

Hebe was growing up too fast for YN. If she could she'd want her to be this age forever. Her third birthday is in six months from now! Didn't they just celebrated her first birthday like last week or something?

YN felt like she was getting protective over her. She have a father too, even though YN is not with her dad anymore it does not mean she can not have him around. YN felt like she was being too selfish. She couldn't sleep the entire night last night thinking about it. She stopped herself before she acted upon on her angry feelings. It was unfair for Hebe and for Harry. She can kick his ass if he hurts her daughter in any way. She was going to confront to him about him ignoring her texts and calls before. She was going to tell she doesn't want to have to do anything with him personally he can just be there for Hebe. She can't go through another heartbreak, or she'll pass away. Or at least she thinks that.

YN finally went out to where Harry was waiting. She closed the door to Hebe's room gently and they went back downstairs.

"I need to do some house chores but we can still talk what ever you want to." YN said.

"Yeah." Harry nodded. "I know we're going slow with Hebe and I think this is the right way to do it. I can not apologise enough for what I did YN. I wasn't in right place after I got to know about the news."

"I know." YN nodded. Rolling up sleeves of her crewneck she started washing up dishes in the sink.

"You know, I have had a lot of girls telling me I fathered their baby. And trust me, it wasn't like I didn't believed you it was what Jeff said and I acted upon it subconsciously." He said.

"Yeah, that's why you sent me the notice to go to court for her custody and get a paternity test done after she was born? Yeah, of course you believed me Harry." Sarcasm was dripped down her words.

"I never reached out to you again, well, I did but you changed your number. I was too scared to reach out to by other means I didn't even know where you lived back then." Harry went on, "trust me, I did believed you and I loved you, I fucked up and I want to fix this."

"We are going to fix this. Yeah!" YN nodded, "you are going to prove me that you are good parent for Hebe and we'll get fifty-fifty custody of her after that." She added.

"I don't want her to grow up without a father like me, even though you did the exact same thing as him. But at least you're putting in effort to be involved in her life. And let me get this clear, I am still not going to let you have paternity test." She ended her rant with putting the cleaned dish on the drying rack by the sink.

"I am not going to ask for a paternity test. I know she is my daughter too." He said.

"Good." YN nodded. "That's it?" She asked when Harry fell into complete silence.

"What about you and I? About us?" He asked.

"What about that?" She shrugged.

"I was being a pussy back then, I am sorry love. But I think I still love you." He said.

YN stopped doing what she was doing to glare at him. Wow! Took him two fucking years and he still thinks and is not sure. Why is she giving it a thought now? Who wants to be with someone who doesn't trust you? YN doesn't want that!

In her opinion he was just being an bitch now. This isn't the right time confess his supposed feelings for her. He met her just two days ago. This isn't right!

"This isn't right Harry." She shook her head and continued her work.

"Why? Are you seeing anyone?"

"None of your business." YN sighed.

"It is my business. You have my child with you, and I don't want some random dude around her!" Was his explanation.

"Are you going to be questioning my parenting too now? Where the fuck were you for two years huh?" She snapped, "you think I am that stupid that I'll let her see people walk in and out of my life growing up? You seriously think so low of my and claim to love me? Get your shit together please!"

"I am not questioning your parenting, YN! You're taking it the wrong way!"

"I am taking it the right way Harry. You don't get to show up out of blue and be all bossy when you were absent through out the pregnancy and first two years of her life." YN walked to her laundry room and started Hebe's clothes in the machine.

"She doesn't need you in my opinion. One can grow up without their father. I don't fucking care if this hurt you. I was going to apologise for snapping at you earlier today but I have changed my mind for good now. I let you be around her for her sake." She shut the machine a little too loud. She was fuming now.

"YN don't make me—"

"What are you gonna get your lawyers involved Harry?" She asked. "Go on then. Yeah?"

"What was wrong with me asking for a paternity test, if you were saying the truth YN?" He asked.

"Because I fucking know how much it hurts knowing the person you call your father doesn't think that your not his child!" She said. "My own father had a paternity test done and he still, to this day, doesn't believe I am his daughter. And I don't trust you with that either. I don't want my daughter to go through that either. I don't know if you're going to still trust that piece of telling you that she shares you fucking DNA. It is going to be in her records forever and even if I don't tell her— though she deserves to know it— she is going to find out eventually some other way. That is only going to ruin your relationship with her. She is going end up being hurt. Doesn't matter if you both end up not making up and go back having a normal father daughter relationship. She is still going to have to live with it forever and you're a celebrity. Think about it.

"Now you think that low of me?" Was all he asked. "Are you going to bring this up for the rest of my life?"

"Yes!" She nodded. "And also, Yes!"

"You don't think I know what you've been upto Harry? I hate myself for caring so much about you. You don't think I know what the fuck you're busy with whilst I was alone here taking care of Hebe? And you think you have the right come out of nowhere and get to be involved in her life just that easily?" She asked.

There was so much YN have seen, heard from her friends who are friends with Harry as well. How he has been and what he is upto. Sure it's no secret she had a baby when she was just nineteen, heard so much shit for becoming a mum at such a young age, but she never openly told anyone who is father of her baby except for her two best friends. She was asked a million times, hinting questions or nudging her to spill a fucking name but she didn't. It was hard enough for her to be all alone in a society where being a single parent— a single mother— is so looked down at. And Harry's thing with this paternity test is just cherry on top for her.

Whilst she was here alone— with the girl he now wants to be around as her father— he was busy dating other people. She finds it nothing wrong with him dating other people, yes it made her jealous, but it's his life he can do whatever the fuck he wants with it. But he just can't come up out of literally nowhere and start being bossy around her when he wasn't there for first two years— heck! Three years! He can not question who she dates or have coming in and going out of her life, he was busy being a father to his girlfriend's children leaving his own daughter behind alone with her mum. YN wouldn't do anything that would potentially be bad or no good in long run for Hebe, that girl is YN's life. She'd be alone if she have to for her.

"It's not fair YN. You can't do this to me." He said.

"And what you did to us was fair, Harry? Was it? Are you high? What are you saying!" YN snapped.

"I am sorry. I will try to be a good dad for Hebe. I promise. Please?" He begged. "I promise to be there for you."

"I think you should leave now Harry. I'll text you when you can meet Hebe next time." YN said.

She wanted to cry. And not in front of him. So she have to kick him out of her house even though she didn't wanted to because it's rude.

"Okay." He sighed after a moment of silence.

After Harry left, YN just did what she felt like. Went in a bathroom downstairs and cried her heart out. Crying was the only thing which kept her sane. It was good to cry some times she thought.

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No Time Like The Present

Pairing: Steve Rogers x F!Reader

Genre: FLUFF GALORE

Warnings: none... maybe like one (1) mention of smut at the end

Requested: nope

Summary: On a mission, Sam, Bucky and Steve somehow get turned into one year old babies. Mrs Y/N Rogers, wife of the one and only Steve Rogers has to take care of them. After the whole ordeal is over, Steve wants his own baby.

Author's Note: Hiya peeps! I know, I know, the babyvengers trope is kinda overused at this point but I just couldn't help but write my own version of it!!!!! they're so cute after all!!! (also, writing overprotective/jealous baby Steve was so fun). enjoy!

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"They what?!" Y/N shouted into the phone. "Yes. I'm not lying, Y/N. And you're the only one here who can help us. Please, just come over to the Compound for a week. I know you don't like to get in the middle of all the Avenging stuff but please," Maria Hill begged. Y/N rubbed her temple in annoyance.

What choice did she have?

"Okay okay, I'll pack and be there in an hour. Think you can keep them occupied?" Y/N chuckled in defeat. "Sure I can, they're surprisingly quiet for their age," Maria laughed along, "See you in an hour, Mrs Rogers." Y/N ended the call and made her way to hers and Steve's shared bedroom to pack a bag. Unbelievable.

Sam, Bucky and her husband Steve had gone on a mission. They were supposed to come back today, and they did, but… not in the way everyone was hoping. They returned… as babies. Small, one year old babies who were, according to Maria, extremely adorable. But babies. How had that even happened?

As promised, an hour later, Y/N reached the compound. Her being a civilian, Steve was overprotective of her, only allowing her to come to the Compound for emergencies. They had a house in the city; Steve no longer lived at the Compound. "Maria!" Y/N called out and the agent turned, relief flooding her face.

"Thank God, come here!" One of the other agents took her bag and Y/N followed Hill towards the briefing room. Once inside, Y/N froze in shock upon seeing the babies playing with toys on the floor. "They are actually babies," she whispered and Maria sighed next to her. "I know. Everyone is super busy, you're the only one who can handle them."

"How long are they going to be like this?"

"One week. Something on the mission, a sorceress, yadda yadda yadda, babies," the agent explained and Y/N nodded, turning to look at the babies once more. She had to admit, they were cute. Bright blond hair, big blue eyes, pale skin— that was her… husband, Steve. He wore a blue onesie. Next to him, in a red onesie, was Bucky.

Fluffy brown hair too long for a baby framed his face, his steel blue eyes focused on the toy in front of him as his lips formed the most adorable pout Y/N had seen. Finally, in a sage green onesie next to Bucky was Sam. His honey brown eyes were filled with amusement as he held up a toy bird, moving it around. All of them were simply cute.

"Hey guys," Y/N cooed, sitting next to them. As soon as she said that their eyes snapped towards her. Big, kind-of-toothless grins spread over all their faces. "Y/N!" Steve shouted gleefully, rapidly crawling towards his wife and jumping into her arms. He buried his face in her chest as he giggled loudly, slobbering.

"Hey there, baby boy. I missed you," Y/N laughed, rubbing his back as Sam and Bucky, too, crawled over to her. "Y/N," Sam whined, making grabby hands. She moved to keep Steve down but he whined louder than Sam, tightly clutching her t-shirt. "Stevie, I need to say hello," she insisted but Steve shook his head.

"My wife!" he pouted and Y/N didn't know whether to feel disturbed or awed. I mean, sure, Steve was her husband… but he was currently a baby. That's weird. "That's big Steve, mister. Now let me say hello to Sammy and Buck." Grumbling, Steve let go, sitting on the floor grumpily as Sam and Bucky both climbed into Y/N's arms with grins.

When Y/N pressed a soft kiss to baby Bucky's head, Steve's lower lip wobbled as tears filled his eyes. And when she kissed baby Sam on the nose? Steve wailed loudly and crawled back to Y/N, attempting to shove Bucky and Sam off her lap. "Aw, Stevie, come here!" Y/N giggled at Steve's behavior.

She sat cross-legged on the floor with Sam on one knee, Bucky on one and Steve between the two facing her. All three cuddled into her as Steve quieted, resorting to sniffles. "I love you so much, bub," Y/N whispered, pressing two kisses to Steve's cheeks. "Wuv you too, Y/N," Steve mumbled sleepily.

All of them were tired from their mission, it was almost bedtime anyway. Maria told her that they had all been fed already; that was a relief. "How about we all go to bed now, hm? Come on, Sammy, you first." Bucky and Steve crawled off of Y/N's lap and went back to their toys, albeit with reluctance.

Y/N then stood up with Sam in her arms and with a nod to Maria, left the room. Y/N knew where his room at the Compound was and took him there, getting him ready for bed within five minutes. "FRIDAY?" she questioned once Sam was tucked into bed. He was behaving well, given how he still had some of his adult brain with him.

"Yes, Mrs Rogers?" the AI replied. "Can you, maybe… turn the bed into some sort of a crib?" Y/N chewed her lip. "That is possible, Mrs Rogers." And she watched as safety rails showed up at three ends of the bed, spare the headrest which was already fluffy. Y/N gathered some of the pillows and placed them around Sam, caging him in.

"Goodnight, honey bun," she cooed, somehow reaching over and pressing a quick kiss to his forehead. "Night, Y/N," Sam murmured, already half-asleep. Then she went back to the briefing room to collect Bucky, who was asleep. His thumb was in his mouth as he mindlessly sucked on it, cradled in Maria's arms.

"Here," she whispered and handed the sleeping baby over. Y/N smiled and went to Bucky's room, managing to get him ready for bed without waking him up. Then she placed him in the middle of his bed, asking FRIDAY to do the same to Bucky's bed. Soon, he was tucked in nice and sweet. "Night." She kissed his forehead as well.

Maybe it won't be so bad, these kids were angels. Apart from the still overprotective Steve, of course. He was hyper. "Y/N!" he shouted the moment she came back and picked him in her arms. "Stevie, shh, bubba. It's very late, you need to be quiet," she chided gently and Steve's eyes went wide as he covered his mouth.

"Sowwy, Y/N," he muttered and she melted, pressing several kisses to his cheeks as they reached his room; the one they shared for a year before moving out. Steve got ready as well and she placed him on the bed, this time changing her own clothes and getting into bed with him. FRIDAY set up the safety rails.

Y/N placed several pillows on Steve's side of the bed as he yawned, rubbing his eyes. "Tired," he whimpered and Y/N cooed, bringing him closer to her. "I'm here with you, baby, go to sleep," she smiled. "My wife!" Steve exclaimed proudly and giggled, snuggling into her as he felt himself getting taken over by sleep.

"Big Steve's wife," Y/N scoffed to herself.

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A knock on the door to her room woke Y/N up. Steve was still asleep, also sucking on his thumb. Confused, Y/N went and opened the door, only to see no one there. "Huh?" She was about to close the door when there was a soft whine. "Y/N…" Her head snapped downwards and she saw Bucky looking up at her, pouting.

"Aw— honey bun, how did you get out of your bed?" she chuckled as she picked baby Bucky up. He instantly snuggled into her arms. "Fwiday," he mumbled and Y/N fondly shook her head. "My intelligent baby," she teased and a smile bloomed on his face. "Your baby," he agreed and buried his face in her neck.

There was a loud cry which startled both of them.

"MY WIFE!" Steve yelled, sitting up in bed. Tears were wantonly running down his cheeks as he sniffled angrily, glaring at Bucky. Bucky cowered under his stare, also tearing up. Y/N's eyes widened. "Shh, bub, it's okay, it's okay…" she consoled Bucky first and he went quiet, clinging to Y/N like his life depended on it.

Y/N then sat next to Steve with a stern expression on her face. "That was not nice, Stevie, apologize right now," she chided and Steve cried harder after being reprimanded. "My wife, mine! Stealer!" Steve pointed an accusatory finger at Bucky, who didn't back down this time. He knew he had Y/N's support.

"Stevie."

Steve huffed and looked at Y/N with the best possible puppy look he could muster. Y/N melted. "Come here." Steve crawled onto her lap and hugged her tightly, still throwing Bucky unsure looks. "You love me, Steve?" He nodded eagerly. "Then say sorry to Bucky. Now," Y/N raised an eyebrow.

"Sowwy Bucky."

"Issotay."

"Friends?" Y/N asked, looking back and forth between both babies. "Fwiends," they repeated and finally smiled at each other. Y/N picked Steve up and wiped the tears and snot off his face, pressing kisses all over his face. "Good boy," she praised and Steve giggled loudly and gleefully. "What are you doing up so early, Bucky?" she then asked the dark-haired baby.

"Miss you," he mumbled bashfully and Y/N cooed, also pressing kisses to his face. "You are just adorable. Both of you." She placed them both on the bed and asked FRIDAY to set up the safety rails again. "Now, I'm going to get Sam. You two stay and behave, okay?" Both babies nodded. "Good boys. Be back soon."

She left the room and Steve instantly turned to Bucky, dropping his friendly facade. "My wife," he said protectively, "Not yours." Bucky rolled his eyes. "You a baby, not your wife. Big Stevie's wife," he snarked and Steve pouted harder. "Mine!" he insisted. "She my fwiend," Bucky retorted, crossing his chubby baby arms.

Steve glared at him. It was an adorable sight, really. "Only fwiend. Mine," he hissed and grumpily turned away from him. Bucky did too, pouting. That's how Y/N found them when she walked in with Sam; Bucky facing the foot of the bed and Steve facing the headrest as both of them glared at nothing. Oh boy.

"Are you guys still mad?"

Sam blinked as both of them turned to her. "My fwiend," Bucky insisted. "My wife," Steve also insisted. Y/N sighed. "You're both correct. Stevie, it's okay, I'm only Bucky's friend. I'm your wife, okay?" Just saying that made her gag. Pedo vibes… "I love you. I love Bucky too, but only as a friend."

Steve calmed down a bit after that. "Otay," he mumbled. Sam was then placed next to the two. He only stared at them, mostly with confusion but also with mild disdain at their "childish" behavior. "I'm gonna get your things now, okay? And you're all getting cleaned up. After that, breakfast."

All three of them nodded. Y/N left the room again, calling Maria. Soon, she returned to the room with two handfuls of baby stuff; diapers, clothes, powders, toys, whatnot. She changed their clothes fairly easily (surprisingly not throwing up at the sight of three soiled diapers) and then put them in new clothes.

Steve wore a tiny t-shirt and shorts, Bucky went with a sweater and full pants, while Sam went with overalls. "My handsome boys!" Y/N squealed excitedly and whipped out her phone, taking a few pictures. "Aren't you simply… ugh cutie pies," she groaned and picked Steve up first. He seemed elated at that.

"Breakfast?"

"Yes, Y/N!" The three of them shouted excitedly and Y/N put Steve in the baby pram sitting outside the room. It had three seats, meant for triplets. Bucky and Sam were also placed in the pram and Y/N took them to the communal area. There, she met Rhodey. "Hi there, Mrs Rogers," he greeted with a kind smile.

Y/N gave him a hug, much to the dismay of Steve. Baby him was overprotective to a new degree. "Issotay, they jus' fwiends," Bucky told him quietly when he noticed how Steve's eyes watered again. Steve hurriedly wiped his tears off. "Heard what happened on the mission. They are cute," Rhodey chuckled.

He waved at the kids. They waved back politely. "A handful, though. Steve has become 1000 times more protective. He got mad at Bucky because I was talking to him," Y/N rolled her eyes, "Keeps insisting I'm his wife. I don't know how to feel about that, to be honest." Y/N pulled a face and both of them laughed.

"Well, Mrs Rogers, I guess I'll leave you to it now. They look like they're hungry. See you!" Rhodey left and Y/N turned to the babies. "Hungry, boys?" They shouted again and Y/N placed all three of them on the new baby chairs at the dining table. The whole Compound was now baby proofed. What do one year olds eat?

She found out that the fridge was filled with baby food and sighed with relief. Placing three bowls in front of them, she watched them eat. This week was going to be an amazing learning experience. She and Steve had been married for around 3 years now, maybe after this week… they could try for one of their own.

If she made it through this week without any problems, she knew she was ready to be a mom. Steve would be a fantastic dad as well. "More." Startled, Y/N turned to see Bucky staring at her with a huge smile, lips and cheeks covered in mango purée as he showed her his empty bowl.

She blinked.

"Bucky, darling, eat slowly or you'll choke," she sighed as she filled his bowl, cleaning his face with the bib he wore. "Otay, Y/N," he mumbled distractedly before eating, much slower this time. She took out her phone but suddenly noticed Steve staring at her. She raised her brows at him and he frowned.

He held his hand out and Y/N took it, chuckling a bit as he tugged her closer. She moved her chair closer to his and kept holding his hand as he ate. Sam was the neatest and cleanest of them all, not too fast, not too slow and not at all messy. Steve was eating as slow as was humanly possible, to keep holding Y/N's hand.

When they finished eating, Y/N kept all the bowls in the sink and cleaned the babies, taking them to the briefing room which was now turned into some sort of a daycare room. Filled with toys, no sharp things, all the corners baby-proofed. Y/N sat on the floor near the door as the three babies crawled to the toys.

The week went by in a breeze. Taking care of Steve, Bucky and Sam was easy, especially Sam. He was the quietest, keeping to himself and his toys as Bucky and Steve fought on a daily basis. 100% of the time over Y/N Rogers. Any time Y/N gave Bucky (or Sam) even a second of attention Steve got jealous.

He threw tantrums, threw things around and cried so loudly that the entire city could probably hear him. One time, baby Steve even dumped his food on Bucky's head because Y/N was wiping Bucky's face while eating. Y/N had shouted at him then and he sobbed for an hour straight. Y/N didn't feel bad at all, he deserved it.

"Ugh, this week has been so tiring," Y/N groaned to herself as she lay on Steve's bed in her pajamas, baby Steve asleep next to her. She rubbed her eyes and took her phone in her hands, swiping through all the pictures and smiling to herself. There were over a 100 new pictures on her phone, all of Bucky, Sam and Steve.

A few minutes later, Y/N fell asleep as well.

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Who's hugging me? My husband is supposed to be a baby.

Y/N woke up to the feeling of strong arms around her, pulling her into a firm chest as someone stared at her. She blinked her eyes open and turned her head, smiling widely when she saw her husband's own smiling face. He was big again! "Stevie!" she squealed and hugged him tightly. He laughed.

"My wife," he whispered teasingly and Y/N groaned, slapping his chest. "You were such a nightmare baby, still cute though," she laughed as Steve leaned over and gave her a sweet kiss. "Big Steve manages to keep his protectiveness and obsession under wraps, baby Steve was unfiltered," Steve grinned and Y/N shook her head.

"So I saw your real colours this week?"

"Pretty much."

"You're impossible, good thing I still love you. My Captain," she whispered and leaned in for another kiss. As they sat there making out, there was a knock on the door. Y/N went to open it, grinning when she saw Bucky standing there with a smirk on his face, leaning against the doorframe.

"Your intelligent baby is here," he joked and Y/N laughed, pulling him into her embrace. "Yup, my baby," she crooned and Steve jokingly shouted out, "My wife!" Bucky and Y/N pulled away from each other, laughing loudly. "I'm gonna go get Sam, behave," she winked and left the room, leaving Bucky and Steve alone.

"You managed to get the best wife ever, Steve, I'm so happy for you," Bucky chuckled, sitting on the bed. "I know, she is awesome. Taking care of three one-year-old babies? I love her even more now," Steve smiled, running a hand through his hair. "You two should have your own kid, you know? It's been 3 years since your marriage."

Steve considered Bucky. "She will make an awesome mother. I'll talk to her." Their little chat ended just as Y/N walked into the room with Sam. "It was so fun taking care of you guys, you were extremely cute babies!" Y/N squealed, laughing as Sam gave her a one-armed hug. They talked for a while longer (Y/N showed them all the photos much to their horror) until Sam and Bucky left the room.

Steve, sitting in the middle of the bed against the headrest, patted his thigh. Y/N plopped down on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck, realizing how much she missed this. Steve put his arms around her waist and tugged her closer with a soft sigh. "You were an amazing babysitter, doll," he told her sincerely.

"Thank you, Stevie."

"And I was thinking…"

"Hm?"

"I want one of my own," he smirked at her, tilting her head. Y/N's eyes widened. "You think I'm ready?" Steve scoffed. "Are you kidding? Three babies. Triplets. All by yourself. You are more than ready, doll," he cheered and Y/N thought for a few minutes. "Okay," she finally breathed out, "Let's try for a baby."

Steve immediately ripped her t-shirt down the middle, hungrily pulling her in for a kiss as his hands roamed her body. "No time like the present," he growled, "I missed you so much, doll." They spent the rest of the day in their room.

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A/N: lmao my bestie said baby Sam reminds her of Boss Baby. I guess it's kinda true. Thanks for reading, leave a like if you enjoyed!

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