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angelltheninth · 11 months

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What kinks so you think Dan Heng, Gepard, Sampo and Welt would have?

Oh Anon, you have no idea how many times I've thought about this exact thing.

Pairing: Dan Heng, Gepard, Sampo, Welt x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, rough sex, mutual edging, clit stimulation, toy use, marking, cum marking, possessive sex, ties, praise kink, slight power play, knife kink, breeding kink

A/N: I'm not sorry for writing Sampo like this, I have a fic in the works for this man and oh boy... its good food.

DAN HENG + CUM MARKING

He doesn't need to come inside of you, he's a little afraid of the risk of getting you pregnant before you want it and besides when you look so good with his cum shot on your bare, arched back as well as your ass cheeks he doesn't feel like he's missing out. Of course he could also do this while you're fully dressed, in the middle of one of your quickies and make your panties white with his cum. You better keep them on until he takes them off you later, he'll be watching.

GEPARD + POWER PLAY/PRAISE KINK

Because he is often the boss he enjoys taking orders in the bedroom. Tell him to do anything, the knight is at your mercy, here for your pleasure. Don't touch yourself because that is what his skilled hands are here for, just relax into the bed and let him guide you to your pleasure. He could come just like this you know, with your hands raking down his back as he watches your clit twitching under his finger. Tell him he's being good for you one too many times and you might get his cum before you were expecting.

SAMPO + KNIFE KINK/MUTUAL EDGING

As an assassin he can get out of this tie any time he wants but he lets you tie his hands behind his back and edge him with one hand and keep a knife at his throat with the other, while he works the little toy in your cunt. There's a slight sting of pain when he stops the toy, laughing at how you try to threaten him. You need a little more practice sweet girl, show him your angry face in the mirror let him shoot his cum all over it why don't you? Not yet. Not until you've had your revenge.

WELT + BREEDING KINK

This man has lived through some things, so of course he wants to leave behind a legacy of some kind. He doesn't allow himself to full indulge in it until you tell him you want a family, a big one at that. You really are the woman of his dreams aren't you? He isn't the possessive type but damn if there just isn't something about knowing that he can have you whenever he wants until you get pregnant and that every other man will see you grow round with his child. Shit, how he wants to see it, wants to suck your breasts when they're all sensitive, wants to sink into your pussy when you're feeling the hormones driving you crazy and give you so, so many pretty babies.

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33max · 1 year

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The Dan and Brad falling out?! 👀

(part 1 is here & part 2 is here)

So, Daniel does his best to put the binkie thing out of his mind. He knows Brad didn’t mean anything by it, he was just reacting with the same instincts he does with his little girl. Daniel tries to tell himself that he was looking out for Max, and that’s what matters.

As we know, Daniel spends a lot of time making sure that Max knows he’s a good boy. He’s unconditionally good - even if he’s had a bad day, he’s still a good boy, and nothing will change that.

The first red flag is when Brad is coaching Max to do some sit ups, and he says “Okay Maxy, be a good boy and give me 5 more!” and Daniel again, quietly seethes. Max is a good boy whether he does 5 more sit ups or not.

But again, Daniel ignores it because Max isn’t bothered at all, he does the extra sit ups and then giggles happily when Brad tells him what a good job he did. Daniel doesn’t want to make a big deal out of something that isn’t, but… Max is so important to him… he’s doesn’t want there to be any negative impact on him. Daniel thinks “Okay, if it happens again… I’ll say something.”

And then something happens that Daniel can’t ignore.

One afternoon he and Michael are out on the balcony working out, Brad and Max are inside playing with Max’s dinosaurs. They’ve already finished their workout. Daniel is keeping an eye on Max through the patio doors, and he is having a great time showing Brad all of his dinos.

Then he throws one, it’s a flying type, and he’s just trying to show Brad. It hits the wall with a bit of a bang and Brad says “no Max, good boys do not throw their toys like that”

And Daniel kind of loses his cool. He sees Max’s face fall through the glass doors, and he knows Max is going to cry.

“Maxy, hey baby, Michael has seen a new boat!” Daniel says as he walks into the apartment, “Why don’t you go and look at the boat with him, yeah?”

He wants to get Maxy out of earshot so he can talk to Brad. It’s not something he wants Max to hear.

But Max just whines and lifts his arms up for Daddy to cuddle him, not interested in any boats right now. And Max is always his priority, so he scoops him up and cuddles him.

“I’m bad,” Max whispers to him, and Daniel sees absolute red.

“No, you’re Daddy’s best boy. You’re a good boy.” Daniel tells him, staring daggers at Brad. “Daddy knows best.”

Brad is quite confused, but he knows he’s done something wrong here. He doesn’t really understand, but he knows he’s upset Max and Daniel is furious.

“Brad said…” Max whines, but Daniel cuts him off.

“Brad is wrong.”

It’s later, when Michael coaxes Max into making some bread with him, that Daniel speaks to Brad about it.

“He’s not your kid,” Daniel says seriously, “You don’t get to tell him he’s not a good boy. You don’t get to clean his binkies. He’s sensitive, he’s had a different upbringing, he has different needs to your kid. You follow my lead on this, or you can’t be here when he’s like this.”

And Brad gets it. He totally gets it. Realises that this is different.

It’s awkward between Daniel and Brad for awhile, but it settles down once Brad follows Daniel’s rules ♥️

#answered #thatsapodium #turkey dinosaurs au

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acetonitril · 5 months

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20 questions for fic writers

Between bouts of scientific sexting, IKEA shopping, and emigration counselling, @urmomsonfire tagged me to do this. Thank you! And let's go.

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

68,121 with special mention to the fact that I wrote 47,952 of them this year, the rest in the last five

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently Top Gun, mostly Tatort before that

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

all in bad taste

the sight of you leaves me weak

(toi et moi) dans la nuit on trouvera

And Everything Is You

chat with you, baby (flirt a little maybe)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Always! One reason being that I think everyone who takes the time to leave a comment at least deserves a thank you. But I also just love the interaction with people in the comment section. I love how people can write entire essays down there and are willing to discuss it all with you and want to hear extra info and thoughts on your fics. I'm doing all this for the interaction, I think.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Nichts unversucht gelassen Dich zu hassen which no, will never have a second part thank you very much

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I don't quite know how to quantify happiness but dare I say big boy, come on 'round? It's the fic with the latest stage in a relationship and basically shows that you can still be happy and sappy even after years of marriage and it's about the changes you experience and accept as you grow old together, which qualifies as happy ending I think.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I can't remember that I ever have.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Me? Smut? Noooo. (The gay kind. The somnophilia kind.)

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I haven't actually written any crossovers and I'm personally not a huge fan of them but there was a time when I was determined to write a Star Trek TOS/Tanz der Vampire crossover. It never worked out because I didn't find the time to do it due to unexpected changes in my life.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I translated one of my fics once but I wouldn't count that. The translation was part of the process and is also really bad.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

throwing A Look in Someone's direction No. I have not.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

If I had to pick one ship for the rest of time than probably Spirk. Maybe Victorian bachelors Holmes and Watson because they're hilariously codependent.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I don't know of that counts but I probably won't ever finish the Nachspiele series (if you care). I'm like 40 episodes behind and don't think I'll ever get back into it enough for me to care.

I also have a Hangster WIP which basically had the concept of telling their story through the years, including their first time and epic breakup and getting back together, through songs Bradley plays to Jake on a bar piano. But there were details I couldn't quite figure out so I abandoned it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think I'm good at visualising stuff for myself. I don't know if that translates to my writing/characterisations though. Also overthinking.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

First lines, last lines (or endings in general, knowing when to stop), titles. Plot. Not getting distracted but that's a general problem of mine.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

As in "incorporating dialogues with lines of another language into a fic"? I don't mind it when it's well done and adds to the story but I can't see myself doing it (maybe for the train fic).

19. First fandom you wrote for?

I'm going to take the very easy out here and say Tatort.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

This might surprise some of you but toi et moi! If, and I say IF, the cave fic turns out the way I want it to, that might be a strong contender, too, but it's also just really self indulgent, so.

No idea who has been tagged already but tagging uh @theinsouciantknitter, @perishablealex, @wordsonamission

#tagged

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babybutlerarthur · 4 months

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Here are some headcannons to go with my series of mood baords

CGS:

Chase:

.One of Jackie's and JJ's cgs

.Jackie calls him Papa

.In a queer platonic relationship with Marvin

.Calls Jackie Little Man and JJ Dapper Dan

.He physically cannot be the stern one. The Littles give him puppy dog eyes and he melts every time

.Having the Little around has actually helped with his mental health. He's even been allowed to visit his own kids!

.Whenever Jackie comes over with a knew scrape or cut, he puts on a mock serious face and (in his best doctor voice that he got from watching House MD multiple times on repaeat) goes "what's the damage?" Upon which Jackie will giggle and request the superhero of the day.

.Absolutely spoils his boys (in both affection and gifts)

.Whenever JJ wants to have a tea party, he'll let the little dress him up in all sorts of crazy outfits. Anything to make the baby smile. He even makes some tea before hand (with the help of marvin) so it's cool enough for the baby to drink out of his special tea party bottle

Marvin:

.One of Jackie's and JJ's cgs. Jackie calls him Dada

.In a Queer platonic relationship with Chase

.Laid back mostly, but has to be the stern one in their little family

.Uses his magic mostly to intertain the Littles, but he has been known to use his magic to drag Jackie into the tub.

.Despite being the "iron" firs tof the family, the iron is more like brittle chocolate made to look like iron. He'll do anything to see his boys happy.

.He has a strong distrust of Anti. But, he trusts Henrik. So, for now, he'll allow Anti to have playdates with Jackie. But he'll be keeping an eye on him.

.Loves to play pretend with the kiddos. The get the dress up trunk out and (ever the creative souls) he and Jackie will come up with stories for the two, three, or four of them to play together

.he makes pretend better by making illusions for the kids.

Henrik:

.He is the cg of Anti

.Possibly the only one who can handle Anti

.Gentle parent with a stern voice.

.His favorite show that Anti watches is Doc Mcstuffins. He regularly sits down with the toddler to watch it.

.He tries to find better ways to let Anti vent his more destructive tendencies, like tearing paper into shapes or eating cherry jello with his fingers

.Has a tendency to mutter to himself in German while getting a sleepy toddler either down for a nap or up from one.

.He hardly ever looses his temper with the little, even when he's throwing a tantrum. He just makes sure there's nothing around the little could use to hurt himself or others, let's him scream it out, then scoops him in his arms so they can talk about it. This almost always ends up in the toddler falling asleep against him, having tired himself out both from the tantrum, and the big talk afterwards.

.He loves to spend time with Anti. Whether that be reading, playing, teaching him things, or watching TV together.

LITTLES

Jackie

.One of Marvin and Chase's Littles

.Usually sits at around 4-6 years old

.He always has scraped knees and elbows, but he almost never cries. Just runs over to his Dada and Papa with a big grin asking for a superhero bandaid.

.He adores his baby brother, and does everything he can to help with him (even at the expense of his parents. They never stay mad at him though, since he was trying to help).

.Hates getting into the tub, hates getting out of the tub.

.Tends to forget to pick up his toys, but his cgs are there to help him out.

.A very affectionate little boy.

.He and Anti don't really get along, but not for his lack of trying! (And he will continue to try until the toddler likes him!)

.He loves playing pretend! He normally plays a super hero (because they're the coolest), but sometimes he'll be the knight. Or, if JJ wants to be the knight, he'll be the princess!

Anti:

.Henrik's little, Calls him Vatti

.Usually sits around 2-3 years old

.Likes to cause problems on purpose, especially at the expense of others.

.He's mischievous by nature.

.Add in teolportatiin powers and you've got a recipe for disaster.

.At first, he tried to push Henrik away by being extra mean to him, but the doctor didn't budge.

.He has so many dark, menacing, and down right unsettling toys. But his favorite is his Lambie plushy from Doc McStuffins.

.If he looses her, he wails and the meanness crumbles and he wails until his Vatti gives him Lambie and lots of hugs.

.affectionate to one (1) person, and that person is Henrik.

.Jackie's cheerful energy and warm personality unnerve him, so he plays extra pranks on him.

.He likes squishing jello between his fingers, but he hates the clean up that happens afterward.

.Throws tantrums. Henrik just let's him get it all out before going to talk calmly with the little.

JJ:

.Chase and Marvin's youngest little

.usually around 0-1 year old

.he doesn't talk. Usually opting to make graby hands or pat his cgs when he wants attention or wants something.

.depending on where his headspace falls, he'll sometimes sign what he wants. .Absolutely adores his baby dolls. He likes to push them around in the little carriage. It's a great way for him to get exercise. She put him infront of the carraige and hand him a baby and he's entertained for hours

.loves bath time! He likes splashing around in the water (bonus points for the fact he isnt the one who has to clean the bathroom after bath time)

.he doesn't throw tantrums. Instead, he hiccups and cries (though, this is fairly uncommon. He's usually pretty happy).

#agere #age regression #sfw agere #sfw littlespace #sfw regression #fandom agere #agere fandom #jacksepticeye egos #antispecticeye #marvin the magnificent #dr schneeplestein #chase brody #jackie boy man #jameson jackson #agere headcanons

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blueikeproductions · 1 year

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JD is just laying on his sleeping bag in his shared room with Dan and Liam, reading one of Dan’s Marvel Transformers comics. Liam is wiggling around in his crib looking fussy.

JD: Man that Grimlock is a jack ass. Reminds me of Thrash getting crowned king back at the fall dance. All Grim’s missin’ is his own Heath-

Liam: -starts crying loudly-

JD: -whips out his gun, now a Shockwave toy, instinctively- …The fuck am I doing? -sets the toy gun down and gets up to check on Liam-

Dan’s mom rushes upstairs and into the bed room: What’s wrong? What’s happening? JD: I dunno! Liam just started crying!

-both plug their ears as Liam starts crying louder-

JD: Man that runt’s got PIPES! Death metal might be in this kid’s future!

Dan’s mom picks up the fussy baby and rocks him: He doesn’t smell or anything. It’s not a diaper and he just ate! C’mon baby, c’mon it’s ok. Oooh… -Liam is still fussy and crying-

JD: -still plugging his ears- Ugh this kid’s screaming a decade’s worth of resentment and misanthropy I’ve been keeping bottled up, and he’s got nothing to scream about like I do! How do we turn ‘em off?!

Dan’s mom: Oooh, when he gets like this Daniel usually sings to him..!

JD: Perfect time for Danny-boy to be on a date with Dumptr-, I mean, Dunnstock! Ack my ear drums…!

Dan’s mom: You try, JD.

JD: Huh?! I can’t sing! Veronica was VERY clear on that when I tried to serenade her last night!

Dan’s mom: PLEASE…! -Liam still screaming-

JD: Ok, ok…! Um… Oh wait! Better idea! -fishes out his harmonica from his coat pocket and plays a loud note to clean it out-

Liam: …? -his volume goes down some-

JD: -takes a deep breath and starts playing Karma Chameleon on it-

Liam: -slowly but surely calms down, starts giggling and cooing, yawns, and falls asleep in his mom’s arms-

-JD finishes the song as Dan’s mom tucks Liam back in to the crib, the baby sleeping peacefully now-

-JD and Dan’s mom both sigh in relief-

Dan’s mom: Good call on Karma Chameleon. That’s what Daniel usually sings to him!

JD: Had a hunch… Plus I, uh, think Liam’s a little young for Big Fun’s Freeze Your Brain anyway…!

Dan’s mom: -ruffles JD’s hair, the formally troubled youth blushes- You’re pretty good with kids. You think you’d step up to the plate and be a dad someday?

JD: Are you kidding? With MY upbringing? -looks at Liam, loosens up and half smiles- …Maybe I’ll see where “honorary” big brother takes me first…

-Dan’s mom smiles-

-All three flinch as they hear the downstairs door slam, as Roland has come home, and he sounds agitated-

“GOD I HATE TODAY. THOSE IDIOTS AT THE OFFICE, HNGH! …Where is everybody!? HELLO???!

-Liam starts crying loudly again-

Roland: -from downstairs- Oops…

JD and Dan’s mom hug each other in mutual fear, exhaustion and light irritation at Liam’s screaming and start crying in synch: WHYYYYY???

#heathers #heathers AU #heathers oc #heathers the musical #jd headcanons #jd heathers #jason dean #heathers 1989 #heathers movie #blueike #BlueIke productions

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amigosmercedes · 2 years

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Deja Vu vs Cruel Summer = Olivia Rodrigo vs Taylor Swift

I have not listening both Deja Vu and Cruel Summer. But, I will.

Why? I am mid 30s closet lesbian bisexual that has many things to do. I do not want investing my time and feeling for something that I might be don't like. Likewise, I am neither of Taylor Swift fans or Olivia Rodrigo fans. I write on this Tumblr because I am annoying with Taylor Swift antics with her queer bait, grammygate, and also I have little crush to Dianna Agron.

The only song from Olivia Rodrigo that I have had listening is the hits Driver License. My take about Drive License, it's like Lana Del Ray songs. But more catchy and power.

(Frankly to say Lana Del Ray is bad performers. Lana better be just write songs. Lana has plenty potential as songwriter than performers)

So, I am commenting based on some article and wikipedia

In the wikipedia the Deja Vu songs was credited as

Songwriter(s)

Olivia Rodrigo

Dan Nigro

Taylor Swift

Jack Antonoff

St. Vincent

Cruel Summer

Song by Taylor Swift

Lyrics

Fever dream high in the quiet of the night You know that I caught it Bad, bad boy Shiny toy with a price You know that I bought it

Killing me slow, out the window I'm always waiting for you to be waiting below Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes What doesn't kill me makes me want you more

And it's new, the shape of your body It's blue, the feeling I've got And it's ooh, whoa, oh It's a cruel summer It's cool, that's what I tell 'em No rules in breakable heaven But ooh, whoa oh It's a cruel summer With you

Hang your head low In the glow of the vending machine I'm not dying You say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times We're not trying

So cut the headlights, summer's a knife I'm always waiting for you just to cut to the bone Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know

Oh, it's new, the shape of your body It's blue, the feeling I've got And it's ooh, whoa, oh It's a cruel summer It's cool, that's what I tell 'em No rules in breakable heaven But ooh, whoa, oh It's a cruel summer With you

I'm drunk in the back of the car And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar (oh) Said, "I'm fine, " but it wasn't true I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you And I snuck in through the garden gate Every night that summer just to seal my fate (oh) And I screamed for whatever it's worth "I love you, " ain't that the worst thing you ever heard? He looks up grinning like a devil

It's new, the shape of your body It's blue, the feeling I've got And it's ooh, whoa, oh It's a cruel summer It's cool, that's what I tell 'em No rules, in breakable heaven But ooh, whoa, oh It's a cruel summer With you

I'm drunk in the back of the car And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar (h) Said, "I'm fine, " but it wasn't true I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you And I snuck in through the garden gate Every night that summer just to seal my fate (oh) And I screamed for whatever it's worth "I love you, " ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?

deja vu

by Olivia Rodrigo

Car rides to Malibu Strawberry ice cream One spoon for two And trading jackets Laughing 'bout how small it looks on you (Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha)

Watching reruns of Glee ==> Gaylor Swift Universe, Glee is always about Dianna, thou

Being annoying Singing in harmony I bet she's bragging To all her friends, saying you're so unique, hmm

So when you gonna tell her That we did that, too? She thinks it's special But it's all reused That was our place, I found it first I made the jokes you tell to her when she's with you

Do you get déjà vu when she's with you? Do you get déjà vu? (Ah), hmm Do you get déjà vu, huh?

Do you call her Almost say my name? 'Cause let's be honest We kinda do sound the same Another actress I hate to think that I was just your type

I'll bet that she knows Billy Joel 'Cause you played her "Uptown Girl" You're singing it together Now I bet you even tell her How you love her In between the chorus and the verse (ooh) (I love you)

So when you gonna tell her That we did that, too? She thinks it's special But it's all reused That was the show we talked about Played you the song she's singing now when she's with you

Do you get déjà vu when she's with you? Do you get déjà vu? Oh Do you get déjà vu?

Strawberry ice cream in Malibu Don't act like we didn't do that shit, too You're trading jackets like we used to do (Yeah, everything is all reused) Play her piano, but she doesn't know (oh, oh) That I was the one who taught you Billy Joel (oh) A different girl now, but there's nothing new (I know you get déjà vu)

Here my take as the outsider that has logical minds.

Olivia does not need to give songwriter credit to Taylor Swift and co (Jack Antonoff, St Vincent)

Taylor Swift and co do not entitle to anything Olivia wrote if the songs that Olivia wrote were totally different in every aspect from the lyrics and the way it performed like rhyme, chorus, and musical renditions.

Why?

Clearly Olivia wrote the lyrics differently, and I bet the rendition and way the songs performed also not the same.

You do not need to give credit for inspiration for anything's you create that 100% different from the product that you get inspired.

Ed Sheeran won a U.K. High Court copyright lawsuit over his 2017 hit song Shape of You. Judge ruled Ed, 31, had not plagiarized the work of another British performer, Sami Chokri, who accused Sheeran of stealing the melody from his 2015 song Oh Why. Yet, when you are listening the Reff part clearly like Oh Why Oh Why Oh Why and the way it sang almost identical, compare to Shake It Off songs. Then, if you go back to Deja Vu vs Cruel Summer, these two songs are not identical. Olivia do not need give credit for Taylor co for the songwriter.

(Even though, we know in Gaylor Swift Universe, Glee is always about Dianna. As jealous much Taylor listening her favorite muse entangle in another people songs. There is no bases for song writer credit. LOL. I am joking on this one.)

If Taylor and co insist on getting credit for Olivia songs, then Taylor obligate to admit that she is wrong about Shake It Off songs. Since the lyrics of her song clearly the same as song called “Playas Gon’ Play” by the group 3LW.

Also, if Taylor and co insist on getting credit for Olivia songs, then Taylor obligate to give credit to Dianna Agron. Taylor wrote bunch of songs that inspired from Dianna antics, characters, hobbies, behaviors.

#taylor swift #taylor nation #swiftgron #gaylor #dianna agron #kaylor #swifties #tilly #gaylor swift #gay love #gay women #cruel summer #deja vú #olivia rodrigo #driver license

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jamtoasties3316 · 2 years

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Thinking about baby Charles and Papa Carlos

Maybe to change things from the other baby/forced little AUs, Charles is a baby girl?

Always in pink with a hairbow, mostly in dresses, everything in cute girly colours, pink diapers, no "boy toys" to play with just my little ponies and babydolls. She's Papa's good girl, sweet girl, babygirl, princess.

Charles loves Papa, she falls asleep best sucking his cock like its her paci with cum leaking into her diaper. She loves how her Papa is her strong alpha who can carry her without fuss.

After a day playing with the boys (Lando and Maxy) Papa makes sure to give Charles a bath with lots of bubbles (a pink sparkly bath bomb?) and dress her in her softest pink onsie and give her a pink paci for sleep. Can't have Charles getting any ideas that she might like to be a baby boy now.

oh yes, she would be daddy's little princess! i think Carlos Jr would be quite jealous of Carlos Sr loving on his baby girl so much.

Charles in her cute little frilly dresses and pink diapers, and with her hair a little longer so Daddy can put some bows in it and make her pretty! She loves playing with his barbies and ponies and is the perfect little baby girl, so eager to be good to daddy and she adores her Daddy so so much.

Daddy's cock feels so good in her little pussy and Charles loves bouncing on her daddy's cock or lay back and let daddy play with her little tits and pussy. And the best thing is leaking cum in her diaper from being fucked while clumsily suckling on daddy's cock as she falls asleep. SHe knows Daddy is so good!

And baby boys and girl playdates! Max and Lando might be a little jealous of Charles's pretty outfits. Even better when baby boys Max and Lando were Alphas and Carlos Sr likes to show them Charles's pretty little pussy so Dan and Toto and Lewis can taunt their baby boys for their useless cocks getting hard. As if they would ever fuck an omega.

Charles getting a good bath after, having daddy wash her as she plays with pretty bubbles and giggles at the bath bomb. She ofcourse wants daddy to join her in the big bathtub too though!

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weepingseraphstranger · 19 days

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Character Playlist ♡ Maria Catani

I love making playlists for my characters. Even the ones I don't plan on making public.

(I'll Never Be) Maria Magdalena - Sandra

" I'll never be Maria Magdalena "

Cold Hearted - Paula Abdul

"You're the one to sacrifice Anything to please him Do you really think he thinks about you when he's out? "

Bubblegum Bitch - MARINA

"Oh, dear diary, I met a boy He made my doll heart light up with joy Oh, dear diary, we fell apart Welcome to the life of Electra Heart "

I See Red - Everybody Loves an Outlaw

"Did you really think, I'd just forgive and forget, no After catching you with her Your blood should run cold, so cold You, you two-timing, cheap-lying, wannabe "

Better Than Me - Doja Cat

"Better than me All of them bitches ain't better than me I know you wanted somethin' else at your feet You gon' figure out you lost one and that's me "

Piece of My Heart - Erma Franklin

"But I'm gonna show you, baby That a woman can be tough "

Ain't Nobody - Chaka Khan

" Happened so naturally Did not know it was love The next thing I felt was you Holdin' me close What was I gonna do? I let myself go "

Catch Me (I'm Falling) - Pretty Poison

" You came into my life The look in your eyes took me by surprise It's you and nobody else Your love has made me so blind I can't see "

Cheri Cheri Lady - Modern Talking

" I get up, I get down All my world turns around Who is right? Who was wrong? I don't know "

Sexy Bitch - David Guetta

" I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful "

Le temps de l'amour - Francoise Hardy

" On se dit qu'à vingt ans On est les rois du monde Et qu'éternellement Il y aura dans nos yeux Tout le ciel bleu "

Hey Rich Boy - Millionaires

" Hey, hey rich boy, look my way Hey, hey rich boy, make my day Hey, hey boy, you look so fly Throw that money in the sky "

Girls in Bikinis - Poppy (cover)

" Girls in bikinis Girls in bikinis and platform heels, in new hot wheels "

The way I are - Timbaland

" Baby, if you strip, you can get a tip 'Cause I like you just the way you are "

Rules - Doja Cat

" Said play with my pussy, but don't play with my emotions (Emotions) If you spend some money, then maybe I just might fuck ya "

Promiscuous - Nelly Furtado

" I'm a big girl, I can handle myself But if I get lonely, I'ma need your help Pay attention to me, I don't talk for my health I want you on my team So does everybody else "

Rich Girl - Gwen Stefani

" No man could test me, impress me My cash flow would never ever end 'Cause I'd have all the money in the world If I was a wealthy girl "

When I Grow Up - The Pussycat Dolls

" I wanna see the world, drive nice cars, I wanna have groupies "

Hands Up! - Vanessa Doll

" Pearls on my neck and a bottle in my Fendi Ice cream pussy, stripper shoes in a Bentley "

Killer Queen - Queen

" She keeps Moët et Chandon In her pretty cabinet "Let them eat cake," she says Just like Marie Antoinette "

Gloria - Laura Branigan

" Or will you catch him on the rebound? Will you marry for the money? Take a lover in the afternoon? Feel your innocence slippin' away Don't believe it's comin' back soon "

You don't own me - Lesley Gore

" You don't own me I'm not just one of your many toys You don't own me Don't say I can't go with other boys "

Juicy Couture - Ayesha Erotica

" I'm gonna get what I want Claire's Icing, all the best Look much hotter than all the rest Coach bags, Candy stores I get what I want then I go get more "

Maneater - Nelly Furtado

" A maneater, make you work hard Make you spend hard, make you want all of her love She's a maneater, make you buy cars "

Primadonna - MARINA

" Would you do anything for me? Buy a big diamond ring for me? "

I'll Be It - Ayesha Erotica

" I'll be your blonde tonight, if that's what you like Stilettos and fishnets, if that's what you like "

What's Love Got To Do With It - Tina Turner

" What's love, but a sweet old-fashioned notion? What's love got to do, got to do with it? Who needs a heart when a heart can be broken? "

Lip Gloss - Lil Mama

" They rollin' they eyes, they lip gloss cheap It ain't my fault but I can upgrade ya Show you how to use nice things with nice flavors "

Love Game - Lady Gaga

" Hold me and love me Just wanna touch you for a minute Maybe three seconds is enough for my heart To quit it "

Addiction - Doja Cat

" I got such a pretty body Feels prettier when I'm a mess "

Say So - Doja Cat

" Shut it, save it, keep it pushin' Why you beating 'round the bush? Knowin' you want all this woman Never knock it 'til you try "

Vixen - Ayesha Erotica

" Lust and drugs, no intuition (No) Who goes first? Make your decision (No, no, no) If you want to I can play the victim I am your vixen "

Government Hooker - Lady Gaga

" I can be good (if you just wanna be bad) I can be cool (if you just wanna be mad) I can be anything, I'll be your everything "

Toxic - Britney Spears

" I need a hit, baby, give me it You're dangerous, I'm loving it "

Worth It for the Feeling - Rebecca Black

" Here we go again Last time it took us down to the bitter end I might need some more healing But it's worth it for the feeling "

Morning Light - Doja Cat

" Don't wanna waste your time Go 'head and live your life I could be yours tonight We'll be up 'til the morning "

You Know I'm No Good - Amy Winehouse

" You say, "When we married" 'Cause you're not bitter "There'll be none of him no more" "

Off to the Races - Lana Del Rey

" My old man is a bad man, but I can't deny the way he holds my hand And he grabs me, he has me by my heart "

(I'll Never Be) Maria Magdalena - Sandra (again)

" You take my love You want my soul I would be crazy to share your life Why can't you see what I am? Sharpen the senses and turn the knife Hurt me and you'll understand "

Yummy - Ayesha Erotica

" Yeah, big purse with the rhinestone buckle Keep a pink stun gun just in case I’m in trouble Double double, yeah, they asking for the fries on the side But I never take 'em home unless it's eyes on the ride "

When I Rule the World - LIZ ft SOPHIE

" When I rule the world, then you're the little girl You should do as I say 'cause things are gonna be my way I rule the world, so get down on your knees "

Pretty - Coco & Clair Clair

" You know what I mean, it's the sweetest thing Honestly, just look at you then look at me I'm feelin' pretty, no matter the city, we're packin' knives "

Sexy Naughty Bitchy Me - Tata Young

" I like all of my shorts to be a little too shorty Unlike all of my guys I like them tall with money "

She's A Lady - Tom Jones

" Well, she's all you'd ever want She's the kind they'd like to flaunt and take to dinner "

Emotions - Mariah Carey

" You've got me feeling emotions Deeper than I've ever dreamed of "

Candy - Doja Cat

" I can be your sugar when you're fiendin' for that sweet spot Put me in your mouth, baby, and eat it 'til your teeth rot I can be your cherry, apple, pecan, or your key lime "

Better - Jeremy Passion

" Baby, you're so much better Better than what I imagined love would be like Better, hotter than the clearest day Or the storms at night "

Private Dancer - Tina Turner

" I'm your private dancer A dancer for money And any old music will do "

Gibson Girl - Ethel Cain

" He's cold-blooded so it takes more time to bleed Obsession with the money, addicted to the drugs "

Streets - Doja Cat

" Damn papa, you a rare breed, no comparing And it's motherfuckin' scary Tryna keep him 'cause I found him Let a ho know I ain't motherfuckin' sharing "

Gimme More - Britney Spears

" A center of attention (do you feel that?) Even when we're up against the wall You've got me in a crazy position (yeah) If you're on a mission "

Lolita - Lana Del Rey

" Shining like a God, can't believe, I caught you, and so Look at what I bought Not a second thought, oh, Romeo "

Fool For You - Alice Smith

" Sweet sugar, I surrender, I don't want no other man. Baby, you win and you ain't never got to worry Ever got to worry, you'll never be alone again. "

I've Been Lovin' You Too Long - Etta James

" With you my life has been so wonderful I can't, I can't stop now You are tired and your love is growing cold My love is growing stronger as our affair, our affair grows old "

Wayamaya - Lizzy Grant

" I remember an all white day with 8-story waves He said "Your eyes are gray" (Beautiful) We were livin' on Côte d'Alene "

Lies - MARINA

" Don't wanna know, don't wanna know, oh I can't let you go, can't let you go, oh I just want it to be perfect To believe it's all been worth the fight "

Kill Kill - Lizzy Grant

" I'm in love with a dying man I have done everything I can "

DISDAIN - CORPSE

" Tell me how the fuck it feels, girl When shit starts getting fucking real, girl When it all sets in, what’s your deal, girl? Like who gon’ have you now? "

In My Feelings - Lana del Rey

" Makin' love while I'm makin' good money Sobbin' in my cup of coffee, 'cause I fell for another loser "

High By the Beach - Lana del Rey

" The truth is I never bought into your bullshit When you would pay tribute to me 'Cause I know that All I wanted to do was get high by the beach Get high baby, baby, bye bye "

Sex Money Fellings Die - Lykke Li

" Sex, money, feelings, die "

Back to Black - Amy Winehouse

" And I tread a troubled track My odds are stacked I'll go back to black "

I Can't Stand the Rain - Tina Turner

" I can't stand the rain against my window 'Cause he ain't here with me "

#character playlist #done trying to unbold the bold letters #<3

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For You, I'd Become Hercules - Daniel Ricciardo

Summary: After many years spent apart from each other, Y/N gets back to Daniel, her childhood best friend, who happens to have held back a big part of his life from her. His son Theo.

A/N: My bestie is about to go wild on this one. Title was inspired from Evann McIntosh's song "Yours", which you should totally listen to. All credits go to them.

Word Count: 9,1k

Warnings: swearing, mentions of absent mother, single parenting, heartbreak, mentions of hospitals and sickness.

"Y/N?"

You smiled as your eyes settled on your childhood best friend after all the years you had spent apart. "Hey, Dan," you chuckled. He closed the front door of his condo behind himself, making the two of you settle into the lightly dimmed hallway of his complex.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, letting his arms open to engulf you in a long hug.

"I promised you I'd move here after college," you said, smiling at him. "I got my degree and now I have a job here in London,"

"No way," he chuckled excitedly, throwing his arms around you again. "I'm so proud of you, I know-"

The loud cry that came from his door made his body stiffen as he let go of you quickly before inching back inside his condo, leaving the door open for you. He sent you a quick look behind his shoulder, forehead creasing. "This wasn't exactly the way I wanted you to know, but here we go," Daniel huffed under his breath while he walked inside the living room, you following right in tow.

A toddler sat in the middle of the room surrounded by toys, wailing his heart out until Daniel lifted him up in his arms, shushing him quickly. "Daddy-" was all the little one could say, wrapping his small arms around your best friend's neck.

Saying you were shocked was an understatement. You and Daniel had stopped talking to each other as much as you used to because of his career, of how busy he was. But missing out on a baby was a big thing, especially if it was your best friend's baby.

"Y/N, this is my son Theo," Daniel sighed, rubbing the little boy's back as his body shook with sobs. You let silence fill the room as you looked between Theo and his father, rubbing your forehead as you tried to get past the initial shock.

"Hi, Theo," you breathed out, sending him a small, reassuring smile. "I'm your daddy's best friend," you whispered sweetly, wiping away the tears that streamed down his cheeks.

Theo hid his face away from you, tucking it in Daniel's neck as he shook with another sob. "He's a little shy," Daniel mumbled, biting on his lip as he made his way inside the kitchen. "Want a cup of coffee before I leave for training?"

"Mrs. Blake, this is my best friend, Y/N," Daniel introduced you quickly to his neighbor, grabbing his duffle bag from the laundry room and making his way back to the kitchen, where you and the middle-aged woman stood. "Thank you again for coming over,"

"Daniel, will you just stop thanking me? We've been doing this ever since Theo was basically born," Mrs. Blake chuckled. "Do you need me to make him dinner?"

"Uh, no. Y/N is staying over, and I won't be long today," Daniel said, checking inside his bag for everything. When his eyes settled back on you, he sent you a quick, cold smile before bending down to kiss Theo's forehead. "I'll see you later, buddy. Okay? Be good for Mrs. Blake and Y/N,"

The toddler nodded absentmindedly as his focus stayed on the plastic dino he was playing with. As you looked down at him, you noticed the familiar traits that Daniel and he shared, from the mops of dark curls sitting at the top of their heads, to the familiar dark eyes and the nose you had found so strange when you were a kid.

You didn't hear the front door closing or Daniel's last goodbyes, too busy looking at the little guy sitting in front of you.

"So, tell me, Y/N, what are you doing here in London?" Mrs. Blake asked with a small smile, sitting on the couch right next to the floor-to-ceiling windows and motioning for you to join her.

"I, uh- I just graduated from college and I managed to get a job here," you said, playing with your fingers in your lap as you zoned out again, silence building between the two of you.

"You didn't know about Theo, did you?" She asked gently after a few minutes.

"Not really,"

Mrs. Blake chuckled sadly, her hand opened as she grabbed the toys Theo handed her, the boy sending you a quick smile. The two of you found yourselves observing him, silence settling between you again as the little boy talked to his toys.

"I only remember the wailing from that night," Mrs. Blake started after a while. "I opened my door to understand what was the source of all that chaos, and I was only able to catch Daniel holding the carrier with Theo,

"He looked extremely scared, so I did what my motherly instinct told me to do and helped him out. He's never told me who the mother is, or what she told him that day," Mrs. Blake ended the sentence with a sigh, shaking her head softly. "He turned out to be a good father, you know?"

"I know he did," you mumbled, a small smile on your lips as you let little Theo play with your hair. He seemed amazed by it as he let his hand card through it. "Soft," he whispered.

"It's soft, isn't it, Theo?" Mrs. Blake agreed with him. "But don't tug on it, okay? It's gonna hurt your new friend,"

Theo looked up at you, his curious little orbs scanning over your features as he quietly took you in. He was quick to get back to his toys, not giving you the chance to actually talk to him, or even try to form a small bond.

"He'll open up, don't worry," Mrs. Blake sent you a sympathetic smile, squeezing your hand. You looked back at the kid, a soft grin on your lips as the light feeling of warmth spread through your chest.

He was all Daniel.

"What?!"

Michael's voice reverberated around the empty gym as he and Daniel took a water break, sweat covering the driver’s tan skin.

"Y/N visited us," Daniel repeated, getting rid of his shirt and letting his bottle slide back into his bag. "She lives here, now,"

Michael was shocked at his friend's words but kept his eyes on the man. "Was Theo happy to see her again?" He asked quietly, watching as Daniel grabbed a towel, drying his skin with it. All Michael got was silence, not a word coming from his friend's mouth. It took him a few seconds to actually understand why his friend wasn't talking, and when he finally realized, there was nothing holding back his curiosity.

"You didn't tell her?!" He asked in shock, his mouth hanging open as Daniel sighed out.

"I was going to, at one point," he admitted, guilt overtaking him as he pushed his hair out of his face.

"Ric, Theo has been your son for three years. Three!" Michael started reasoning. "When did you think you were going to tell her? After his fucking graduation?!"

Daniel rolled his eyes, walking towards the bench press with Michael following right behind. "I swear, I was going to tell her! I was just scared she would drop me,"

Michael shook his head, letting the sound of metal clinking fill the gym as the two of them stayed in silence. Daniel's guilt had been eating him up ever since you had unexpectedly met Theo: the shocked, sad look on your face at that exact moment was enough to show him you had felt betrayed. The two of you had never held secrets away from each other, especially if it was something as important as Theo. He needed to apologize, in some way.

"How did she react?"

Daniel looked back at Michael with a sad look, a frown forming on his features as he shook his head. "She was shocked," he sighed. "And then I fucked it up by being cold as always,"

"Where is she now?"

"My apartment,"

"Listen, you're going to go home and talk to her," Michael said, voice firm. "Make her dinner, apologize, explain to her why you didn't tell her..."

Daniel took a deep breath, nodding his head as his friend pointed a finger towards him. "And please, don't fuck it up,"

The takeout Italian food you had ordered before Daniel could have come home was sitting in front of you, the pasta you had tried to eat staring back at you as your best friend talked. All you were able to do was zone out, the new discoveries of the day still shocking you.

You weren't going to lie and say it didn't hurt you, the fact that Daniel had spent all those years hiding his private life from you, the fact that he didn't even consider telling you, one of his closest friends, or asking for your help. It hurt. Bad.

"God, I still remember that time back in high school," Daniel chuckled under his breath as he fed Theo some pasta. "You were so obsessed with learning how to drive, and-"

"Why didn't you tell me about Theo?" You interrupted him, voice thin and shaky as you mustered the courage to speak the words that crowded your mind the entire night.

Daniel's smile quickly faded, being replaced with a look of guilt as a thick layer of silence filled the room. "I- uh, I fucked up, I know,"

"I-I even went home, I saw your sister, your parents," you said, your eyes glossy as you sniffled. "There was no word spoken about Theo coming from their mouths,"

"I was scared,"

"Scared of what, Daniel? You know I'd be by your side even if the world was ending," you sighed, standing up from your chair to recompose yourself, giving him your back. "I wish you could have just told me,"

A tear slipped past your eye and slid down your cheek. You compressed a sob, mentally slapping yourself for being so sensitive and rude to your best friend. It felt like everyone had lied to you all that time, leaving you unaware of your closest friend's situation. It hurt you.

"I'm sorry," was everything he whispered, standing up and pulling you in a tight hug. "I started overthinking, I thought you would have left me,"

"I could have helped you, Dan," you sniffled. "Hell, I would have dropped out to come here and help you,"

"We both know I would have never let you do that," he said in a whisper, carding a hand through your hair. "I could never be that selfish,"

He cupped your face, wiping the tear that had previously run down your face with the pad of his thumb before looking back at Theo, who was playing with his sippy cup on his own at the table. "Let's go finish dinner?"

You gave him a soft nod, maybe even feeling a little better because you had been able to talk it out with him. The warm feeling in your chest, the same one you had been feeling back in your teen years too, didn't leave you alone for the rest of the night.

You looked out the window of your apartment, biting on your nail as the phone pressed against your ear hummed. The clouds crowding the sky of London blocked the moon, not letting the comforting rays of moonlight peek and illuminate the city.

"Y/N? Is there anything wrong?" your best friend Julianna mumbled sleepily from her side of the line. "What are you doing up this late?"

Your eyes wandered to the clock hanging against the wall of your kitchen, noticing just then that it was well past midnight. You had lost track of time back at Daniel's, spending most of the night catching up as you got accustomed to Theo's presence. "Fuck, J, I'm sorry I woke you up," you muttered. "Some shit went down, but I can just talk to you in the morning,"

"I'm awake, now, and I won't be able to fall back asleep until you tell me," she chuckled. You heard faint sounds coming from her side, it sounded like she was leaving her bed. "What's up? Spill,"

"I, uh- today I met with Daniel," you explained, rubbing your forehead with a long sigh. "And I surprised him at his apartment,"

"He wasn't with some girl, was he?" Julianna asked, her voice harsh as she reminded you of all the times you had come to her with a broken heart because of Daniel's new girl.

"No, he-" you stopped in your tracks, trying to find the right words. "He became a dad,"

"Oh my God-" Julianna whispered. "You gotta be kidding me,"

"Theo is three and a little shy," you chuckled, shaking your head as you thought about the toddler that had managed to win a part of your heart already.

"Three?! Holy fuck, I'm killing him-" your best friend mumbled under her breath. "Didn't you meet his family when you went back home? They left you clueless about everything that happened?"

The sigh that left your lips was enough to let her know, making her scoff. "I can't believe it,"

"J?"

She hummed, your heart was beating out of your chest as you finally figured out the way you were feeling.

"I think I still love him,"

-----

You were hurriedly walking towards Daniel's apartment, a smile on your lips as you thought of the night ahead of you. You'd received a text from your best friend when you were still at work, suggesting a movie night with him and Theo.

Things had become better after you talked things out with Daniel, he didn't hesitate to send you pictures of Theo every possible time, updating you and making your days slightly better.

You were more than tired from your workday, but you weren't going to turn down a relaxing night with the boys, especially if it was Disney movie night. You were welcomed inside the warmth of the condo complex before you knew it, slipping inside the elevator to reach Daniel's floor with a content sigh.

When you knocked on the front door, you were met with Theo's small frame smiling up at you. "Hi, little guy!" You said excitedly, smile so bright your cheeks hurt. He silently grabbed your hand, tugging you along with him towards the kitchen, where Daniel was preparing all the snacks.

The giggle that escaped your mouth made Daniel turn around, revealing the 'Cars' matching pajamas he shared with Theo. "Oh my God," you gasped softly, your smile even bigger as you looked at the two of them.

"Well, good evening to you too, Y/N," Daniel chuckled, slightly crouching down to hand Theo the bowl of popcorn as he sent you a quick smile. "Be careful not to drop it, okay, bud?"

The toddler nodded, slipping out of the room, the soft padding of his feet making a small smile form on Daniel's lips. "Hey," you whispered, walking closer to Daniel. "You should have told me about the PJs, I would have tried to match,"

He laughed, the butterflies in your stomach starting their dance all over again as he pressed a hand on your smaller back, leading you towards the couch, where the Disney logo was already staring back at you.

"C'mon daddy!" Theo babbled excitedly. "I wanna watch the movie!"

"What are we watching tonight, Theo?" You asked, ruffling his hair as he jumped up and down on the couch.

"Hercules!"

Daniel groaned loudly, making his son giggle as he pressed play on the remote and started the film. He sat next to his father, leaving Daniel in the middle as you took the only spot left next to him.

You tried your best to follow the plot - even though you had seen it multiple times as a kid - without letting your eyes close. You were able to get halfway through it: the songs seemed to lull you, and even if the movie was pretty chaotic, you found yourself falling asleep on Daniel's shoulder.

In your half-asleep state, you felt Daniel's arm slide around your waist, pulling you close to his chest. A small hand cradled your cheek, but it got squatted away in less than a second.

"Theo, don't wake her up," you heard Daniel whisper.

"Daddy, she's pretty," the toddler whispered back, his voice close to your face as he studied your features.

"She is," Daniel's answers didn't go unnoticed by you, his hand smoothing the skin of your waist as he inched you even closer. "But now it's already past your bedtime for both of you, so to bed you go!"

Your body was hoisted in Daniel's arms as Theo padded right next to him towards the master bedroom. Your best friend laid you down on his bed, rolling the covers over you before helping Theo with brushing his teeth and settling him in his bed.

Your eyes opened slightly when Daniel walked back inside the room, your voice groggy as you pushed yourself onto your elbows. "Sorry, work was rough today,"

"It's fine, Theo needed to go to bed anyway," Daniel chuckled, grabbing a blanket and pillow from one of his closets. "You can sleep here, I'll take the couch,"

"No!"

Daniel turned around confusedly, a small smile on his lips as you stuttered. "I-I mean, you wanna share? The couch doesn't seem too comfortable,"

He chuckled teasingly, lifting the covers on the other side of the bed. "No need to be so nervous. We're friends, we used to share all the time,"

You managed to push out a fake giggle as his words opened a small wound inside your heart. Friends. That was all you were.

-----

Not a month after his statement about the relationship the two of you shared, Daniel was directed towards Silverstone, ready to race once again in one of the most loved circuits ever. You had taken the responsibility of being Theo's babysitter for the weekend to help Daniel out: he had to travel away from home, and Theo happened to not feel too well, so you let yourself get comfortable in the Ricciardo's household for just a couple of days to look after the little one.

"Daniel, we will be just fine," you sighed into the phone, your best friend's worried voice coming from the other line mixing with the loud noises of the McLaren boxes. "Theo just happens to have a small cold,"

"Call me if anything happens, okay?"

"Okay," you mumbled before ending the call, your eyes immediately falling on Theo's tired body. He lay on the couch, lazily following a Disney movie playing on TV as he cuddled what you had realized was his favorite stuffie. He had been able to eat just a small part of his dinner under your watch, and the amount of tissues that sat around the two of you was concerning.

The race was going to start in a couple of minutes, and you were hoping that seeing his daddy would make Theo feel a little better. You let a hand card through his soft, short hair, taking note of the whine that left his lips when your hand came in contact with his head. His forehead was burning, and you were sure he had a headache, too.

You weren't going to lie and say you weren't worried, you had measured his fever already once, and it only seemed to get worse. Theo let his head rest in your lap, shocking you a little after all the coldness he had given you since the moment you first had stepped foot into his house weeks prior. He seemed to enjoy the movements of your hands in his hair, relaxing him even more and pushing him into a light slumber.

You switched channels, turning down the volume as soon as the booming voices of the commentators filled the condo. When the cameras focused on the car number 3, you let a smile paint your lips. Daniel was sliding in, getting accustomed to the car with a small smirk on his face. Seeing him in his element reminded you of the times back in your childhood, from his first karting experiences when he was a kid, to cheering for him in High School as his number one fan, knowing he’d go far.

Daniel had been a constant part of your life ever since birth, you didn't even know how you could have gone a couple of years without him.

You were pushed out of your thoughts when Theo stirred, a whine leaving his lips as he tightened his grasp on his stuffie. He let a cough out, and that's when you finally heard his labored breathing. As you let your hand graze his forehead, you also realized that he had heated up even more in the time being.

Your heart started beating out of your chest as the situation dawned on you: Theo needed medical attention as soon as possible. Daniel hadn't left Theo's doctor's number, and you were sure that their clinic must have been closed for the weekend, anyway. The only option left was the ER.

You threw on your coat and helped a sleepy Theo into his, slipped quickly your pairs of shoes before making your way to Daniel's car, the only one that had a baby seat settled in the back. You were sure you had never driven that fast in your entire life, with a hand tightly holding Theo's as you sprinted past cars in the busy streets of London.

You made it to the emergency room in just a small amount of minutes, where you were escorted by a kind nurse to the pediatric ward. The two of you were last in a small line of kids and parents, Theo looking the youngest of them all.

You sat in a small chair waiting for your turn, the little boy cuddling in your arms as he struggled to breathe, your heart clenching every time he shook in his fever-induced dream.

With a panicked sigh, you grabbed your phone, pressing on Daniel's contact and hoping he'd pick up. You were quickly sent to his voicGraceil, your eyes tearing up as you tried to muster up the words you were going to say to your best friend.

"Uh- hey, Dan," you sniffled, taking a deep breath before you kept going. "Theo and I are at the hospital right now: his fever got worse and he's wheezing. Call me back as soon as you can,"

You shakily put your phone back in your pocket, carding a hand through Theo's hair as you looked at his sleepy form in your arms. A mother sitting in front of you sent you a reassuring smile, her kid dozing off against her side as they waited. Her smile had a calming effect on you, making you take a deep breath and close your eyes as you let the time pass.

You woke up to the sound of your ringtone around three hours later, your eyes quickly falling to Theo to check on him before pressing the device to your ear. "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Daniel quickly mumbled. "Excuse me- I just got back to London,"

"Oh- we're still at the hospital, Barts Health," you mumbled, finally noticing you were the only ones left in line. "I think we're about to go in,"

"Fuck-" Daniel muttered under his breath. "I'm in a cab right now, I'll be there in a couple of minutes,"

He ended the call right after that, leaving you in the empty hallway. Theo stirred, yawning quickly before whining out. "My head hurts,"

"I know, buddy. I'm so sorry," you whispered, kissing his forehead tenderly as your leg bounced anxiously.

"I want daddy," he sobbed, hiding his face in your chest and staining your shirt with his tears.

"He's on his way, Theo,"

The kid sobbed, wrapping his arms around you as he closed his eyes again, making you tear up. The entire afternoon had taken a huge mental toll on you, and the fact that you thought everything you had done was wrong made things even worse. As if blaming yourself for not noticing Theo's state as quickly as you should have wasn't enough, you felt extremely bad for making Daniel think that everything was going to be okay when he had called before the race.

"And you must be Theo Ricciardo!" The voice of an older man snapped you out of your thoughts. He stood by his office door, a kind smile on his face as his eyes scanned the still sleepy boy in your arms behind his thick pair of glasses.

"Yes," Theo's small voice said shakily. He gripped onto you as you stood up to shake hands with the doctor. "Let’s go inside? Mommy will be with you all along, don’t worry,"

"I- uh, I'm not-"

"I'm here!" You heard Daniel say from beside you, his breathing uneven after running around the entire hospital to find the two of you. "I'm here, Theo,"

"Daddy!"

"Let's see what's wrong with you, little guy. Shall we?"

You wrapped your coat tightly around yourself as you walked beside Daniel, Theo sleeping in his arms. The light breeze of London was hitting your face harshly, small puffs of warmth leaving your mouth as you watched your best friend put Theo in the backseat of his car.

"I'm sorry," you whispered, shaking your head as you tried to hold the tears in.

"What?"

"I'm sorry," you repeated. "Theo hadn't been feeling well the entire night and I still told you he was going to be okay, and-"

"Y/N, it's fine. Having the flu happens sometimes," he interrupted you, wrapping his arms around your frame tightly. "Thank you for taking care of him,"

He held you for a little while, relaxing against your body to let the stress of the day leave the both of you before dragging you towards the car. The streets were still crowded by just a few cars, even if it was well after 6 p.m., and you used the silence inside the car to wipe the stress away from your body.

When the car stopped inside Daniel's garage, you quickly went to unbuckle Theo, lifting him up in your arms so Daniel could take care of his luggage. He was quick to follow you inside his condo, right behind you as you lay Theo in his toddler bed. The kid seemed to let out a content sigh, turning on his side and giving you his back.

"I think I'll go home, now," you whispered awkwardly, biting on your lip as you looked at Daniel. "You need to rest,"

"And you do, too," he mumbled, his hand slipping into yours as he pulled you inside his bedroom. "I don't want you driving in this state. Just stay with me?"

"Daniel-"

"Just for tonight,"

You chuckled as you looked at him, the glimmer in his eyes the same as when he was a kid. You let out a small 'fine', his smile so bright you were sure it could light up the whole room. He let you take the bathroom first, and you changed as quickly as you could into a pair of comfortable clothes of his.

You missed the soft glance he sent your way, too busy putting your phone in charge and avoiding his eyes before taking place under the sheets. Having naps in the same bed had never been a problem for both of you, but you couldn't deny the tension that had built when you had first inserted yourself back into his life.

You were confused, to say the least, but not shocked. Your feelings for Daniel would have come back at one point, you thought. You had seen him fall in love so many times, living his life without even thinking you might have felt a certain type of way about him. He had been so oblivious for all those years, it had pissed you off.

When you two had parted, you had rid yourself of your childhood crush. You had joined college, became busy with classes, and found yourself in different relationships before graduating. You didn't think your crush could have come back that easily, this time, your feelings were even stronger.

"Still not tired?" He asked, his side of the bed dipping as he lay down next to you.

"I don’t want to oversleep," you admitted, playing with the strings of the hoodie you were wearing. "Don’t want Theo to starve, later,"

"C'mere," Daniel whispered, lifting an arm up so you could rest your head on his chest. Your heart thumped against your rib cage, making you smile. “We’ll worry about that later, darling.”

A moment of silence filled the room, your mind wandering as you took in Daniel’s tired features. "Tell me something good, to make this day better," you whispered.

"I placed second," he chuckled. "Lando first,"

You giggled, shaking your head as you closed your eyes. "Theo is gonna be so proud of you," you said mid-yawn, sleep taking over you. "Just like I am,"

He kissed the top of your head, taking one last look at you before closing his own eyes, wishing to dream about you on that evening.

-----

Daniel Ricciardo was going on a date.

He wasn't happy or thrilled about it, he couldn't stand those shallow dates at expensive restaurants anymore, especially if they were set by Michael and Lando.

His character had changed after Theo became part of his life, he thought that he had changed for the better, thanks to his son. Dating, or having sex, wasn't as important as it used to be. His main focus was on giving Theo the happy life he deserved.

His friends almost forced him into 'just one date' with a beautiful girl named Meghan, and he had been regretting the 'yes' he had given them ever since he’d seen the sad look on Theo's face when he was told his daddy was going to be busy again. Daniel wasn't ready to get back into the dating life, at least, he thought he wasn't.

When you had gotten the news, though, you had tried to conceal the pain with everything you had inside you. Your feelings for Daniel weren't mutual, the date made it clear. You had smiled and offered to take care of Theo for the night, just so he wouldn't have to be worried.

When the night arrived, he dropped the toddler off with a thankful hug and headed quickly towards the destination, where the pretty brunette was already waiting for him. The entire conversation that night was about his fame and racing, something that he had never liked to discuss during dates.

When dessert was brought over - right when Meghan started discussing her follower count on Instagram - realization hit him. He had compared his date to you the entire evening, noting how she wasn't as selfless as you, or how he didn't feel the warmth in his chest with her.

"Are you even listening to me, Daniel?" Meghan said, her annoyed tone snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Yes, I-"

"You definitely aren't," she snapped. "You haven't been listening to me all night, I'm surprised you even showed up,"

Meghan lifted herself up from her chair, catching the attention of the few people around them as she grabbed her purse, ready to walk out of the restaurant. "Good night, Daniel,"

His eyes snapped shut with a sigh as he ran a hand through his hair. He asked for the check with a quick hand gesture, trying to get out of the place as soon as possible, he couldn't bear the apologetic looks coming from the people around him.

He was sure he had never paid for dinner that quickly, and he breathed out in relief as soon as the cold air hit his face. He slid inside his car and drove towards your apartment to pick Theo up, his thoughts racing as the streetlights illuminated his features.

Your building stared back at him as the butterflies inside his stomach intensified at the thought of you. Everything about the date left his mind as he stepped inside the complex, the flight of stairs seeming longer than it actually was as his heart thumped against his rib cage. What was happening to him?

You opened the door after a quick knock, Theo in your arms as he slept softly. "Hey, how did it go?"

"She left because I wasn't paying attention to her," Daniel chuckled. "Michael should just stop setting me out on dates,"

Your heart fluttered selfishly as you realized he hadn't been interested in the girl as you handed Theo to him. "How was he?"

"He was good," you mumbled, looking at the toddler with a small smile. "Ate all the food and watched some TV with me,"

"That's good," he whispered, cradling his son's head to his chest as an idea popped in his mind. "Y/N?"

The hum he got from you was enough to send him into a spiral, his palms getting sweaty as nerves got the best of him. "The team is hosting a gala in two weeks,”

"That's cool," you smiled. "Want me to babysit Theo again?"

He chuckled, shaking his head as you sent him a confused glare. "I'm asking you to be my date, dummy,"

Your eyes widened in shock, legs starting to shake as you stared at his dark orbs. Was he joking? You slowly nodded your head, disbelief making you go numb.

"Is that a yes?"

"What do you think it is, dummy?"

-----

"Wow-"

Daniel's impressed words whispered under his breath were enough to make your heart flutter. He stood in front of you with one of his suits, the ones that were so unique you never saw anyone wearing them too. To your surprise, Theo was clasping his hand, a bouquet of flowers covering his face.

"Well, good evening, boys," you giggled, kneeling down to gently take the flowers from Theo's hands. The little guy smiled when he saw your face, giggling when you kissed his cheek. "Thank you, mister,"

Daniel helped you stand back up, his hand in yours as you finally let your eyes find his. He had the softest smile adorning his lips as he let his thumb brush against the back of your hand. "You look beautiful,"

You bit your lip to hide the lovesick smile that formed on your features. "You don't look too bad yourself," you teased, walking back inside your house to put the flowers inside a vase, before grabbing your purse and locking the front door behind yourself.

Daniel let his palm find your smaller back, his other hand holding Theo's as the three of you left the apartment complex and settled inside the backseat of a dark car.

"Private driver, wow," you teased him as he helped Theo in his car seat, a chuckle leaving his lips as he gave directions to the driver. He settled down next to you, his hand slipping in yours as he made small talk regarding the night, telling you who was going to be there and what the event was going to be about.

The car came to a halt quicker than you had expected, nerves making your hands shake as you saw a few photographers standing near the entrance of the venue. "They'll just snap a few pictures, we'll be by your side for the entire time," Daniel whispered, making it seem like he had almost sensed your stress.

His hand stayed in yours as he opened the door, helping you and Theo out as the photographers greeted him. They snapped a few quick pictures, and you were sent inside the venue soon after.

The place was large, beautifully decorated with chandeliers and large tables already set for the dinner that would have soon started. Teammates were introduced to you, same went with girlfriends and coaches. Theo had quickly run away with other kids, and you and Daniel found yourselves at the bar with Michael and his date, Gwen.

"Y/N, I've heard so much about you!" Michael said, making you giggle, especially when Daniel elbowed him in the ribs. "Ric can't seem to shut up about you, sometimes,"

Daniel flushed a deep shade of red, running a hand through his hair nervously as he pulled you closer to his body. "Michael is just overdramatic,"

"Am not,"

Gwen laughed from beside you, her manicured fingers touching the velvety material of your gown, starting a conversation with you about your dresses. Theo's little squeals were enough to interrupt you, and when he ran all the way to hug your legs, a small smile painted on your lips.

"Daddy, dinner!"

His statement made everyone turn around. Waiters and waitresses were starting to carefully move around the tables with food, and the owner of the team was making his way towards the improvised altar, ready to give his speech.

"You hungry, Theo?" You asked.

"I'm starving!"

You were sure you had never eaten food as good as the one you had eaten that night, your tummy feeling full as they brought dessert around the tables. Theo hadn't made it through the entire dinner, he was already sleeping in your lap, holding one of his toys close to him.

You had felt someone's eyes on you for the entire night, but had shrugged it off, focusing on the amazing evening you had been able to spend with Daniel, Theo, and the people close to them. You enjoyed your night, forgot about the unsettling feeling, and let yourself have fun with everyone. When your date left to talk with his personal trainer and the rest of the team, though, the feeling returned.

You wrapped an arm around Theo, holding him close to you as you checked the few people still surrounding you, seeing if they were paying any attention to you. When you gave the tables behind yours a quick look, you noticed a pair of eyes staring back at you.

They belonged to an older man, his glare cold as he quickly stepped towards your table. You didn't know whether you should have left to search for Daniel or just act as if you hadn't seen him, but you chose the latter.

Your hands were shaky as you let them run through Theo's hair, trying to recompose yourself, but everything seemed to change when the chair in front of you moved, the man sitting just a few feet away from you.

"Hi," you shakily said.

"Hi," was all he said, his eyes scanning your face before dropping to Theo. "You're Y/N, right?"

You nodded quickly, tightening your grip on the kid in your lap as he kept looking at you. "I'm Zak, I work with Daniel,"

You seemed to calm down after his statement, starting to breathe again after what felt like years. You smiled at him, letting a thick layer of silence fill the surrounding air. He was the first one to speak.

"He talks a lot about you, you know," Zak said, his voice deep as his eyes met with Theo's sleeping form. "But, as much as he likes to hide his feelings, he's been hurt before,"

"I can imagine," you whispered, recalling the conversation you had had with Mrs. Blake.

"I just- kind of took it upon myself to make sure he's not gonna go through all of that again,"

You smiled at him, realizing all he was doing was making sure you weren't going to hurt Daniel, and Theo, of course. You felt the little one stir in your arms, his arms looping around your neck and letting his face hide in your chest.

"Mommy, the lights are too bright,"

Your world stopped at his words, at the name he used to call you. The shock was evident on your face as your eyes fell on Zak, who just calmly smiled.

"I'm sorry, Theo. I promise you we will go home soon," you whispered as you looked down at him, using the palm of your hand to soothingly caress his back. When you looked back up to meet Zak's eyes again, he was gone, no sign of him inside the venue.

A warm hand on your shoulder snapped you out of your trance, and when you turned around, you were met with Daniel's smile.

"Theo is pretty tired," you whispered to him, seeing that the room was starting to become packed again.

"We probably should start heading home," Daniel nodded his head, pressing a quick kiss to your temple. You stopped him before he could leave to grab your coats, letting your hand find his as his eyes met yours.

"Thank you for tonight,"

The smile on his face made your heart flutter, and his hand squeezed yours for a quick moment. "You're the one I should thank, I don't know where I'd be without you,"

When you left, that night, you caught Zak's gaze again. He smiled your way, saying goodbye to you with a quick movement of his head. He was sure, nothing or nobody was going to make him change his mind on that.

You were the right one.

-----

“God, I also need to start looking at kindergartens,” Daniel sighed as he rubbed his forehead, leaning against the washing machine. “I’ll have to do that in the next couple of days,”

You let a thick layer of silence build between the two of you, wondering whether you should have told him about what Theo had called you at the gala the previous week. “I’ll help you with it, don’t worry,”

He gave you a look of pure appreciation, his arms engulfing you in a hug. He let the comfortable silence be his way of saying ‘thank you’, pressing a quick kiss to the crown of your head before dragging you towards the living room.

His hand never left yours as he fell on the couch, tugging you along. You slipped in his arms with a giggle, his body welcoming yours in a warm embrace. His fingers drew small shapes on your arms, the feeling of his strong chest against your back making you relax into him.

“Do you think I’m a good parent?”

His words made your heart stop for a quick second, snapping you out of your thoughts. “Of course you are,” you whispered, turning around in his grasp to face him. “Theo loves you, what makes you even think that?”

“Racing makes me absent all the time, I feel like I always miss the most important parts of his life,” Daniel admitted, his fingers tangling in your hair.

“Theo is so lucky to have you as a dad, Daniel,” you whispered, letting your hand cup your cheek. “You might be busy sometimes, but you always put your kid first, no matter what,”

Your best friend’s eyes settled on something behind you, silence filling the room again. The hurt that had painted his voice when he first asked you the question had you heartbroken, and it made you wonder how long he had been asking himself the same question.

“It was really hard,” he mumbled, playing with your fingers as he started talking. “I didn’t know I had a kid until his mother left him on my doormat, it truly left everyone shocked,”

You squeezed his hand gently, looking up at him with a reassuring smile as he found the courage to talk about Theo’s story, about what happened.

“I was having a hard time with the car, I wasn’t doing well anymore, I felt awful,” he explained. “The only thing that seemed to make me feel relaxed was fucking around. I met Jessica at a bar, after a race we lost. We had sex, I left as soon as we were done and went on with my life,

“Months passed, everything had gone back to okay, and I saw her at my door. She left Theo to me, explaining to me that he was my child and that she wanted nothing to do with him,” at that point, your eyes were glossy. You could have felt the pain in his words, it had become so evident at that point.

“We took DNA tests, everything, and Theo was really my son. There was nothing denying that,”

“Where did Jessica go?”

“I don’t know. It’s almost as if she deleted herself from the world. She doesn’t live here anymore, she’s not on any social media and has deleted my number,”

You let your head rest against his chest, your hand playing with the material of his shirt as you took in the truth. You really wished you had known about Theo from the start, to give a little help, to be there for Daniel during the hard times.

“You’re strong. You know that, right?” You whispered, letting your eyes find his.

“I’m not,” the sigh that left his lips made your heart clench. “I’m barely holding on. I’m broken,”

“For you, I’d become Hercules and hold your broken pieces together,” you whispered, letting your hand cup his cheek. “No matter how hard it gets,”

He leaned into your touch briefly, before letting his eyes meet yours again. You hadn’t truly realized how close the two of you were, your faces just mere inches away from each other as your breathing became uneven.

He was the first one to inch closer, letting your lips meet for the first time. The smell of his cologne filled your senses, and the feeling of his hands gently cupping your cheeks was enough to send you into a frenzy.

He let his forehead rest against yours, when the two of you pulled apart, your breaths ragged. He smiled, lightly, but he still smiled.

And it made your heart soar.

-----

There was nothing as important as Theo’s birthday, to Daniel. It was December fourth, his little boy was turning four and sitting right between you and him as all of you were squeezed in the back of a taxi directed to Perth to celebrate the little guy’s special day.

It had become tradition for the Ricciardo’s to meet up on Theo’s birthday, celebrate it together before parting ways again, it was something they just couldn’t miss. You had been invited, something you truly weren’t expecting.

“Nana!” Theo yelled, snapping you out of your train of thoughts. His tiny hand was pointing out of the car window, where Grace was standing. She was waiting for you by the driveway, hands locked in front of herself as a smile painted her lips.

You helped Theo out of the car since he was excitedly kicking around, wanting nothing more than to go hug his grandma. “Buddy!”

Theo ran in Grace’s arms, giggling as she pecked his face with kisses. “I missed you so much!” She squealed, letting him onto the ground to play around when her eyes met yours.

She was smiling, so brightly you were sure her cheeks hurt. You hadn’t seen her in months, and she seemed to be so happy to have you there with her family. “Oh, Y/N,” was all she could whisper as she pulled you in a tight hug. “I’m so happy you could join us,”

You almost teared up at her sweet words, just as happy as she was to finally see her after all the time spent apart. Grace pulled away to greet Daniel, who was standing next to you. Your eyes dropped to Theo, who was excitedly playing with a lizard he’d found on the ground, as a smile painted on your face. Maybe that was where you belonged, you thought.

“Everyone is inside,” Grace explained, a faint smile forming on her lips when she noticed Daniel’s hand mindlessly rest on your waist, pulling you closer to him. “Wanna head inside, buddy? Your auntie is waiting for you!”

Theo nodded his head, gripping his grandma’s hand as the two of them headed inside. You didn’t realize you had been nervously zoning out as you watched them walk away, at least, not until Daniel squeezed your hip to catch your attention.

“Don’t be so nervous,” he whispered. “I know this is their first time seeing us together like this, but they won’t change their opinion on you,”

He bent down to kiss your forehead, his hands running through your hair, knowing it would calm you, before Michelle’s voice snapped the two of you out of your trance.

“Enough of that, lovebirds! There’s a birthday we need to celebrate!”

Theo had opened his presents, including the remote control car you had gifted him. The glimmer in his eyes when he first saw your present was enough to make you smile excitedly, kissing the top of his head when he rushed towards you to thank you.

By the end of the day, he was still out with his auntie and the new gifts, his squeals and giggles being loud enough to be heard inside the house where you, Daniel, and his parents were talking.

“‘Chelle already started to plan the trip to Hawaii,” Grace said, drying her wet hands on the closest towel before joining you at the kitchen island. “Are you coming this year?”

“We’ll have to see,” Daniel mumbled, his eyes looking out the window to keep an eye on Theo.

“We?” You asked, smiling when his cheeks turned a deep shade of red.

“I mean, just if you want to,” he mumbled, his hand resting on your thigh.

“Daddy!” Theo barged in, Michelle running after him with a smile. “Can I sleep here? With Nana and Papa?”

Daniel looked at his mother for her consent, being greeted only with a smile and a nod of her head. “He can stay in your room,” she reassured him. “Wanna stay in daddy’s room, baby?”

“Yes!”

“You have to be good, though,” Daniel kneeled down to his son’s height, ruffling his hair with a chuckle. “We’re only a call away, mom,”

“I know, Dan,” she giggled. “You two go get some rest, alright? We’ll take good care of him,”

“Alright,” Daniel sighed. “Good night, buddy. I’ll see you tomorrow,”

The toddler pressed a kiss to his father’s cheek, before running towards you to hug your legs. “Good night, mommy!”

“Sweet dreams, Theo,” you shakily said, finally accepting the fact that Theo wasn’t seeing you as daddy’s friend anymore. As you looked around, you were met with Daniel’s shocked expression. He took a deep breath before saying his last goodbyes to the family, leaving the house with you by his side.

The car ride was silent. Daniel seemed to be in his thoughts, his eyes focused on the road as he gripped the steering wheel lightly. You felt like things were going too quickly for him, that being called mommy from Theo was just too many steps ahead. Your friendship had just taken its sharp turn, the kiss you had shared just a few weeks prior was still playing in your head. You just hoped it wasn’t going to end as quickly as it started.

“I’m sorry about Theo,” was all he whispered, slightly shocking you. “He’s called you that many times when we were alone. I told him to drop the name, but I guess he just couldn’t let it go,”

His confession made your heartbeat quicken, a smile forming on your lips. “He’s- he’s called me that before, it’s not a big deal,”

“He has?”

You nodded. “At the gala,”

Daniel chuckled, shaking his head as he parked the car in the driveway of a rather big house. “I was worried he’d overstep,”

“I was worried I was the one overstepping,” you admitted, chuckling when he frowned your way.

“Why?”

“I don’t know,” you giggled, the mood inside the car changing. He laughed, letting his head rest against the car seat. You planted a quick kiss to his cheek, your fingers intertwining.

“I appreciate you,” he whispered, turning his head so his lips could ghost yours. “So much,”

You kissed him gently, letting out a little squeal when he pulled you onto his lap. “Daniel!” You giggled loudly, palms flat on his chest as you looked at him.

“What? Can’t appreciate my girl?”

Heat rose to your cheeks as you felt like a teenager again, straddling his lap inside the walls of his car, sharing sweet kisses. “You should really consider coming to Hawaii with us,” he mumbled after he suddenly pulled away. “Work has been stressing you out, and I can tell. You deserve a trip,”

The tip of his thumb brushed against your swollen lips as you gave his statement a thought. You did need a vacation, you weren’t going to lie: work had been busy, filled with meetings and important deadlines. It truly had been stressing you out.

“It would be in a couple of months, baby,” Daniel whispered. “Just give it a thought and let me know,”

You nodded your head, pressing one last peck to his lips before opening the car door and sliding out, Daniel following your tracks.

You were still uncertain, but maybe the universe wanted you to be there. Next to Theo and Daniel, being part of their lives, part of their routine.

Maybe that was where you belonged.

-----

3 months later...

“You little troll!” You squealed jokingly, running after Theo as he splashed water your way. His giggles were loud when you wrapped your arms around him, spreading kisses all over his face as the warm Hawaiian sun shone on your faces.

“Daddy! Come play with mommy and I!” Theo yelled to Daniel, who was sitting by the shore, looking at his two favorite people playing together. He chuckled, stepping towards the two of you with a smile.

“Show daddy what I’ve taught you, baby,” you suggested, pushing the few strands of wet, dark hair away from Theo’s forehead.

The toddler looked at his father with a smile before lying flat on the water, floating ‘just like the big kids’, as he had said just prior. Daniel’s reaction was priceless, his lips pulling in a wide smile as he gave you a quick look.

His fingers were quick to tickle Theo’s stomach before pulling him in his arms, excitedly laughing with his son. “Look at you!”

“Was I good, daddy?” Theo asked with a giggle.

“You were spectacular!”

Theo laughed, pointing your way as he talked to his father. “Mommy helped me,”

“Do you think she should teach me, too?” Daniel asked, smirking your way when Theo nodded.

“Such a way to ask for alone time, Ricciardo,” you rolled your eyes, biting your lip before pressing a quick kiss to his lips. Theo’s tiny hands smacked the cheeks of you and your lover, pushing the two of you away in a fit of laughter.

“No kissies!”

You shook your head, pressing a quick peck to Theo’s cheek before letting your lips find Daniel’s one last time. “I’ll go get some sunscreen on, my shoulders are burning,” you muttered quickly, pointing a finger towards Theo teasingly. “And you, mister, you better come get your sunscreen refill in ten,”

“Mommy!” He pouted, giving you his puppy eyes you couldn’t resist.

“It’s gonna be quick, then you’ll be able to play with daddy and Papa as much as you want,”

You left only after you had gotten a small, resentful ‘okay’, walking towards the beach to reach for your beach bag. You looked from the distance at the boys, your boys, with a loving smile. You had never felt love for someone the same way you felt love for Daniel and Theo, never. Your heart belonged to them, in any possible way.

You wondered where you would have been at that point, if you hadn’t gone back to Daniel. Maybe you would have been back home, still heartbroken over the things he had made you go through as a teenager. Maybe you would have been in London, too scared to let him know you had kept your promise. Maybe you would have been somewhere else, far away from his life, living different experiences without him and the kid you had started to call your own.

You were there, though, living the life you had been wishing for ever since you were a little girl. A love story, a kid you loved so much, moments you would never be able to forget.

Your life was complete, everything you had asked for.

You weren’t uncertain anymore, there were no ‘maybes’, no ‘perhaps’.

That was where you belonged.

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hi! can you write “they are trying to calm the child(ren) that is/are crying because the other parent is away” with daniel 🥺 like your kid being all sad because he’s away but when he gets home he brings a lot of toys and chocolate for them

Hey Anon!! I love this idea, I think there can't be a better mix than Daniel and kids

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Summary:Every weekend that Daniel was away was very difficult for his son, Benjamin.

Author note: nothing just fluffffffff

Prompts: #1 - they are trying to calm the child(ren) that is/are crying because the other parent is away

You and Daniel started dating in 2013, five years after you got married and in a couple of months you got pregnant with a child you so longed for and loved, He had the same personality as his father and everyone loved him, they were always very close and Ben always wanted to be like his dad, an f1 driver, he loved it when we went to see his dad at the races and see all the cars, but when we couldn't go it was really hard for him to be away from Danny, and there was nothing worse for you than seeing him suffer so much for it, you wanted to take him to his father's side and make him happy and showing his wonderful personality, he only stopped suffering for a moment when they did face time and talked to his dad and he would talk until he fell asleep, which was the easiest thing to do, but when Daniel called early it was so difficult to calm him down and make him stop crying when he hung up the call, and I understood him, I missed him too, but I couldn't compare my feelings with those of a child who was four years old and couldn't express his emotions, and here we were on the couch in the living room on a Saturday afternoon, Danny was in Imola and since we couldn't go with him we were talking on the phone "Ben come here, look who's calling" and two seconds later I saw him running from across the room to where I was "Hellooo big boy, how are youhuh?are you behaving well with mommy?" Daniel spoke to him while showing that big smile he had and that Ben had also inherited "yes daddy this morning we made pancakes and put a lot of chocolate on it and then we went to the park and I went down a very high slide with mommy" you loved watching the interaction the two of you had, it was like watching a little version of Daniel, Ben seemed so excited to tell his dad everything and and Danny seemed very interested in hearing everything his son had to tell him "Oh really? when i'm back home we're going to go to the park and slide together too and maybe i'll have some presents for you too if you keep being so nice to mommy" To think that after he said goodbye to his dad he would start crying until he arrived on Monday afternoon was a horrible feeling for you "OH REALLY DADDY? what are you going to bring tell me tell me please" "nop nop, I can't tell you anything, it's a surprise, if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise" he said smiling "but i have to wait a long time to know" muttering to your cell phone and pouting for not telling him "I have something to show you and you won't have to wait, look" So Daniel changed his camera and showed his driver's room and he was walking through all the pits, and when he found the drivers they went to say hello to Ben "well, I have to go Hon, they're calling me to get ready for practice" "No no no daddy, I don't want you to go, please no" Tears were beginning to form in his eyes, and I hugged him tight so he wouldn't feel bad "Daddy will be back soon love, it's okay, don't cry baby" you couldn't say more to try to calm him down, while you gently kissed his head "Don't cry big boy, I'll be back soon so I can play and give you all the gifts I bought for you, but please don't cry" and I assumed that Danny felt the same as me, he didn't want Ben to feel bad "say bye to Daddy,He will be back in two days" "byee daddy" "bye bye big boy see you soon ok? Love you so much, being nice for mama" "good bye Dan, good luck" already finishing the video call "Love you Honey, I also have a gift for you on Monday" he said in a mocking tone and winking, And now all that was left was to calm Ben down until tomorrow where they would make another call again and by Monday he would be with his dad.

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On Monday morning you had to go back to the routine, get up early, take a shower, wake up Ben, change him make breakfast and take him to kindergarten, see you in a few hours go get him, then go home, finish your work there and well, wait for Danny to come back "Are you excited baby? today we will see daddy again" "yeyyy, I'm so happy mama, How long will it take for daddy to be here?" "look, when the short stick on the clock hits four and the long stick hits twelve, daddy should be here, there's still a little time for you to take a bath and play a little right?" trying to entertain him so that time passes faster for him "Yep mommy". After finishing everything, the two of us were in the living room playing with their cars, until I get a message from Dan.

+Hey love, when the bell rings tell ben to go see who it is

-It's ok babe, we are waiting <3

No more than fifteen minutes passed when the doorbell finally rang. "Why don't you go see who's at the door, Ben?" so he got up as fast as he could and ran to open the door "DADDY" That was all you heard until Daniel started laughing and talking to Ben, while you watched from the hallway. "I missed you so much my love, let's hug daddy tighter" Dan left his suitcase at the entrance and lifted Ben in his arms and with one of his hands he carries some bags. "Look what I brought you for being so good boy" He gave him two bags, one larger and one slightly smaller, as he sat him on the sofa and Daniel knelt in front of him. "look what daddy brought, mommy, it's a lot of chocolate" "That's great my love, you're going to have a lot of desserts" "A NEW CAR MOMMY LOOK" you looked at Dani to share a smile and a look that only transmitted pure love, you could not believe that you had found this man, you could not choose anyone better than the father of your son "it's so pretty Ben, we will all be able to play races together" and when you barely finished speaking, Dani said again "I have another surprise, I bought the food, so we won't have to cook and what do you think if the three of us sleep together?" and that's how the three of them ended up in bed, all hugging each other while caressing your son's hair "I love you two too much"You told them while giving your husband a kiss "I don't think so, I love you more" he answered you "IT'S A LIE, I LOVE YOU TWO MORE" Ben yelled after they thought he was asleep.

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leossmoonn · 3 years

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Helping Hand [Kol Mikaelson]

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pairing - kol mikaelson x fem!reader

type - fluff

note/ request - “hey can i request a kol fluff where the reader and him babysit her sister's babies and they prefer kol” this was so cute, enjoy!

summary - kol helps you babysit and you both learn the kids prefer kol

warnings / includes - children (jkk i hate love kids), flirting, kissing

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Babysitting was supposed to be easy. You loved babysitting. You did lots in your youth. You worked very well with kids. Well, at least that’s what you thought before your sister dropped her kids off.

“Lacey needs to be in bed by 7, otherwise she just won’t sleep the rest of the night. The only thing Noah will eat are chicken tenders. You have those right? Try to get him to eat some carrots, too, okay? Thanks,” Your sister, Monica, said.

She handed you a duffle bag full of baby supplies and games for Noah.

“Oh, and Noah likes to watch Paw Patrol, but if you want him to calm down, put on Aladdin or The Little Mermaid. He likes the monkey and Ariel. Oh! And-”

“I got it, Mon. I used to babysit when we were younger, remember?” You said.

“Right, right. Okay, well if you need to know anything else there’s a little folder Dan and I put together.”

“Noted. I doubt I’ll need it, though,” you chuckled.

“You probably will,” Monica laughed breathily. She then bent down to Noah.”Be good for Aunt Y/n, okay, my loves? Mommy and Daddy will be back in the morning.” She got back up and kissed Lacey on the cheek, causing the baby to babble.

“Bye, Mommy!” Noah exclaimed.

“Bye, honey!” Monica waved. She then left, picking up her dress and heading over to her car.

“Have fun!” You shouted as the drove away. You then shut the door and smiled at the baby in your arm and the 5 year old on the ground.

“Hey, so what do you guys wanna do?” You asked.

Noah looked around, spotting your cat. “Kitty!” He shouted, running full speed to the cat.

“Oh, Noah, please don’t! Hazel doesn’t like it when people run at her!” You exclaimed, running over to him with Lacey still in your arms.

You saw Hazel jump to the ground and run upstairs. Noah pouted and looked to you.

“Kitty didn’t wanna play,” he said. “Well, cats generally don’t like to play with people they don’t know, Noah. Why don’t we watch some TV and play with some of your toys. Kitty might come out if we are calm,” you smiled at him.

“No! I want Kitty now!” Noah screamed, running up stairs.

“Noah!” You shouted. You went to run after him, but Lacey giggled in your arms, reminding you that you had another kid to look after.

“Alright uh, why don’t we put you in your playpen, okay?” You suggested.

Lacey babbled again in reply.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” you smiled.

You carried her to your living room where Dan, Monica’s husband, had set up the playpen. You set Lacey in, setting in a few toys. You then turned on a baby monitor, setting it right beside the playpen. You took another monitor and clipped it to your pants so you were able to hear Lacey at all times. You then started to go upstairs, hoping that Hazel didn’t attack Noah.

“Hazel? Noah?” You called out.

“Are those your other partners, darling? I don’t think I agreed to an open relationship with you,” a sexy, Australian voice sounded from behind you.

You stopped in your track, holding the railing as you turned around.

“Kol?! What are you doing here?” You asked, a big smile on your face.

“Well, I was taking a stroll around the neighbourhood and couldn’t help but be curious as to why there were two children being thrown into your house,” he explained with a smile.

You chuckled and climbed back down the stairs, walking over to him. “They’re my sister’s. That one is Lacey,” you said, pointing to the baby in the playpen.

“Oh, my. She is adorable!” Kol exclaimed, walking over to the baby.

“Yeah, she is,” you nodded. “I uh, I have to go and check on Noah. He’s my sister’s 5 year-old. He was chasing Hazel.”

“Want me to help?” Kol asked.

“No, it’s okay. I got this. I’m great with kids,” you reassured.

“Oh, I bet,” Kol smirked. “What?” You asked, crossing your arms around your chest.

“Nothing, nothing. Now go, I’ll stay with Lacey,” Kol smiled.

“Alright,” you sighed, turning around on your heel.

You ran up the stairs, going straight to your bedroom, knowing that that’s where Hazel liked to hide. You busted through the door, groaning as you saw Noah on his stomach, reaching under your bed.

“Hey, Noah, leave Hazel alone, okay?” You asked.

“I want to see see Kitty!” Noah exclaimed. “Well, Kitty needs to some to adjust you,” you explained.

“Why?” Noah asked. “Because cats are shy and reserved, unlike dogs who like people,” you answered.

“C’mon, why don’t we go and get you a snack,” you suggested, getting on your knees.

“I’m not hungry,” Noah grumbled. “Then how about we watch a movie? Your mom told me you like Aladdin and The Little Mermaid, right?”

“Yeah, but I wanna play with Kitty,” Noah said.

You rolled your eyes, your irritation building. “You have to let her come to you okay. I know it’s a little annoying, but that’s just how cats are.”

“Noah, why don’t we go and play with your trains,” Kol said from your doorway.

Your head snapped up to him, glaring. “I told you I got this.” “Yeah, it sure sounds like it, darling,” Kol chuckled. He got down next to you, smiling at Noah.

“Who are you?” Noah asked, looking at him.

“I am Kol. Y/n’s boyfriend. I didn’t realise she was watching you and your sister today,” Kol smiled.

“Yeah, she’s my Aunt,” Noah said. “I know, she told me. So, what is the problem you are having here?” Kol asked.

“I want to pet Kitty, but she’s hiding,” Noah pouted.

“Ah, well cats are pus-”

“Kol!” You slapped his arm. Kol rolled his eyes, “Cats are annoying. I prefer dogs, myself. Why don’t we just bring your toys up here and wait until the cat comes out?”

“Okay!” Noah smiled. He got up to get his toys from downstairs.

You scoffed, “Why does he listen to you and not me?”

“Because boys listen to other boys. Unless it’s their mother,” Kol explained.

“Wow, so even 5 year-olds are sexist?” You asked jokingly. “No, not like that,” Kol rolled his eyes.

“Mhm,” you hummed. “Well let me get Lacey since we are staying up here.”

“No, no. Why don’t I deal with Noah, you go and watch Lacey,” Kol said.

“Hm, alright. You have fun in your little boy’s club,” you smirked, getting up.

“Will do,” Kol smiled at you. He got up with you, putting his hand on your waist and pulling you in.

“Kol, no,” you giggled. “Just one kiss, love,” Kol said, looking deeply into your eyes.

You sighed, knowing you wouldn’t be able to resist him. You put your arms around his neck, leaning up to press your lips against his. You melted into him immediately, kissing him chastely. You pulled away after a few moments, hearing Noah’s footsteps approach your room.

“Have fun, gorgeous,” Kol winked at you. “Will do,” you chuckled.

You went downstairs, going over to Lacey who was standing up in her playpen.

“Wow, you’re stronger than I thought,” you chuckled. You went to the duffle bag, pulling out the folder Dan and her made. You went to Lacey’s feeding schedule and looked at the clock.

“Looks like it’s time for dinner,” you smiled.

You got out the bottle of breast milk that Monica had packed and heated it up, going back over to Lacey. You set the bottle on the coffee table, grabbing Lacey out of her playpen and laying her down in your arms. You then grabbed the bottle and attempted the feed her, but she kept resisting.

“C’mon, Lacey. I know you’re hungry,” you said. “I know I’m not your mom, so it’s a little weird, but you can trust me.”

Lacey looked up at you, smiling and giggling. Her little hands reached out for the bottle. You breathed out in relief.

“That’s it, good girl, Lacey,” you cooed as you put the bottle gently in her mouth.

She drank for a good few moments before she pulled away.

“All done?” You asked as if she could answer. You set the bottle down, lifting Lacey up gently.

“Okay, do you wanna be burped?” You asked again.

Lacey looked up a you, a mischievous grin on her lips.

“What is that looks for?” You giggled, lifting her up to your shoulder.

As you were would to get a cloth, Lacey then spit up on your shoulder and in your hair.

“Oh, shi-sugar!” You exclaimed. “I must have fed you too much, I’m sorry,” you apologised to the squealing baby.

You set Lacey down in her playpen, going over to your kitchen to get a washcloth. You came back to the living room to find Kol with Noah in his arms.

“I heard you shout, you okay?” Kol asked. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just got spit up on, though,” you groaned, gesturing to your hair that was now sticky due to your sister’s breast milk.

“Yikes. You must have fed her too much,” Kol said.

“Well obviously,” you rolled your eyes. “It’s been a while since I’ve taken care of a baby, you know?”

Kol chuckled, “Are you sure you’re prepared for this?”

“Yes. I am CPR and First Aid certification. I have the Pediatrician’s number. I took 10 baby-sitting classes when I was 16 so I was able to do baby-sitting as a business, so I’m pretty prepared. It’s just some kids are more difficult than other’s,” you shrugged.

“Wow, I never knew you did all that to be able to watch children,” Kol said, genuinely surprised.

“Yeah, well, if a kid dies on your hands, you can go to jail,” you sighed.

“Americans are so weird. Back in the day, if a child died while you were taking care of them, it probably means they were weak and didn't deserve to live,” Kol remarked.

“Don’t say that in front of the kids!” You scolded. “And yeah, that was in like, ancient times. I’m glad it’s changed.”

“Are you calling me ancient?” Kol asked. “Hm… yeah,” you smirked.

“How rude. I know why these kids don’t like you, then,” Kol teased.

“Who’s the rude one now?” You challenged, going to your laundry room to put the washcloth in the dirty basket.

You came back to Kol and Noah sitting on the couch with Lacey on Kol’s lap.

“I think you have competition, babe,” Kol laughed. “Well, she’s cuter than me, so I’ll let it pass,” you laughed, sitting down with him.

“Can we watch little mermaid?” Noah asked.

“Yeah, of course, buddy,” you nodded. You turned on the TV, going to Disney+ and starting the movie.

“Did you guys get to see Hazel?” You asked.

“No,” Noah shook his head sadly. “Aw, well, I’m sure she’ll come out now that we’ve given her space,” you reassured.

“Yay!” Noah exclaimed. You couldn’t help but smile at his enthusiasm. You watched half of the movie before you started to feel tired. You had your head on Kol’s shoulder and your arm locked with his. Kol had one of his hands on your knee, his other on Lacey’s back and supporting her as she was sleeping on Kol’s chest.

As you felt yourself start to doze off, Noah then started to talk.

“I’m hungry,” he whined. You yawned and sat up. “Do you want chicken fingers? I’ll fix some for you.”

“Yeah!” Noah smiled at you and nodded.

You went to get up, but Kol’s hand on your thigh brought you back down.

“What are you doing?” You looked to him. “Let me do it. You’ve been running around trying to take care of these children,” Kol said.

You rolled your eyes. “I’m fine. And I’ve barely done anything.”

“Yes, you have. And I can tell you were about to fall asleep before Noah announced his hunger. Let me do this,” Kol insisted.

“Ugh, fine. What about Lacey?” You asked, gesturing to the sleeping baby.

“You can have her,” he said, picking her up and setting her on your lap.

“Alright,” you sighed, taking Lacey into your arms.

“I’ll be back,” Kol said. You smiled up at him and nodded, turning your attention back to the movie.

Not even a minute later, Lacey started to cry.

“Oh, no. Lacey, what’s wrong?” You asked.

As she wailed, she pointed to Kol, who was placing fries on a baking pan.

“Oh, you gotta be kidding me,” you muttered. “I’ll be back, Noah.”

Noah nodded, his eyes focused on the movie. You got up, taking Lacey with you.

“What’s up?” Kol asked as he set the pan in the oven.

“You seriously didn’t hear her crying,” you gestured to the sniffling baby.

“I did, I just thought Noah did something,” Kol shrugged.

“Hm, nope. She wants you,” you said. Kol shut the oven with a smile.

“Really? I feel so honoured.”

“Yeah, yeah. Just take the baby. I feel bad enough she spit on me. I don't want her to keep crying because she doesn’t want me to hold her,” you frowned, holding Lacey up.

“Maybe she needs her diaper changed,” Kol suggested.

“No, I changed her diaper in the beginning of the movie, remember?” You said.

“Yes, but babies poop and pee all the time. Let’s check,” he said and held up Lacey to his nose.

“Oh, yeah, she needs to be changed,” Kol cringed, handing her to you.

“What! Why me?” You asked. “Well, because she obviously wasn’t crying because of you,” Kol said.

“She’s gonna pee on me. I know it,” you said, taking the baby back.

“That’d be funny,” Kol chuckled.

You glared at him, making him apologise.

“Sorry. Fine, I’ll stand there with you. I’ve never changed a baby’s diaper, anyways,” Kol said.

“Yeah, and you probably never will,” you sighed. Kol frowned, “Well, you never know. We can always adopt.”

You smiled, “Yeah, true.”

You two went to the living room, grabbing the duffle bag and going to the bathroom. You cleaned up Lacey successfully, Kol clapping.

“Wow, I would never be able to do that,” Kol said.

“Next time I’ll give you a chance,” you smirked, lifting Lacey back up.

“Alright, let's go back and relax,” you said. Kol nodded and walked with you to the living room.

You were pleasantly surprised to see Hazel there next to Noah.

“I see you’ve got the Kitty,” you smiled.

“Yeah! She likes me,” Noah giggled. “I bet she does,” you nodded. “Kol, can we play with the trains?” Noah asked.

“Yeah, of course, buddy,” Kol smiled. You went to the couch with Lacey, Lacey sitting up and babbling while pointing to Kol.

“I think someone wants you, babe,” you chucked.

Kol got up and took Lacey, setting her down on the floor in-between his legs.

“Need any help?” You asked laying down on the couch.

“Nope,” Kol said. “Okay,” you sighed, closing your eyes.

And before you knew it, you were fast asleep. Kol smiled fondly at you, getting up quickly and placing a blanket over you. He then grabbed all the pillows and another blanket, creating a little play space for Lacey.

“Alright, you sit right there and if you fall, the pillows will be there to support you,” he said.

He then started to play with Noah.

“How long?” Noah asked. “How long what?” Kol asked.

Noah pointed to you and then back at him.

Kol chuckled. “Oh, I see. Well, we’ve known each other as friends for 2 years. I asked her ask out 2 years ago and we’ve been dating ever since.”

“Do you love her?” Noah asked, looking up at Kol with big, innocent eyes.

Kol chuckled, staring at you as he spoke. “Yeah, I love her. I love her a lot.”

Noah giggled. “My daddy says ‘i love you’ to us and my mommy every night.”

“He’s a good man,” Kol said. Noah nodded, going back to playing with his trains.

You woke up 2 hours later to faint singing and a dark room.

“Kol?” You called out once you got more awake. You looked around the room, starting to panic once you realised Noah and Lacey weren’t in the room.

“Noah? Lacey?” You called out. As you started to get up, Kol walked into the room.

“Kol? Where are the kids? I-I accidentally fell asleep,” you breathed out.

Kol gave you a smile and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around you.

“The children are fine, darling. They’re both sleeping,” he explained, pressing a soft kiss to your head.

“Oh,” you chuckled. You looked up at him with a thankful smile. “Thank you so much for helping today. I’m afraid my baby sitting skills are a little rusty.”

Kol shrugged with a smile, “No worries. I like helping you and spending time with you. Plus, I have discovered I’m actually good at taking care of children.”

“You are. Who would’ve known under all that murder-vampire-ness, you would have a soft spot for kids,” you smiled.

“I also have a soft spot for you,” Kol said, setting his hands on your hips and leaning in.

“Oh, is that so?” You smirked, entangling your fingers in his hair,

“Mhm,” Kol hummed, pressing his lips to your’s.

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storiesforallfandoms · 3 years

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normal family christmas ~ nikki sixx;the dirt

word count: 1434

request?: yes!

“Can you do a Nikki Sixx x reader one-shot where the reader is his wife and they have a 3 year old daughter and it’s 1996 and they host Christmas dinner at their place and her parents, her brother (older by 3 years) and his wife and 6 year old son, her 2 friends and their husbands and 3 year old daughters, Tommy, Mick, and Vince come and it’s just cute and fluffy? Nikki and the reader adopted a dog, a male Golden Retriever they named Buddy, a year after their daughter was born.”

description: after all his years of partying and drugs and touring, nikki never thought he’d have just a normal christmas with his normal family

pairing: nikki sixx x female!reader

warnings: swearing

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Years ago, Nikki would’ve never dreamed of an actual Christmas celebration with family and friends and kids. Hell, he had never expected an actual Christmas in his whole life - his dad had split, his mom was a colossal bitch, and she could never keep a stable job long enough to be able to afford Christmas presents. Nikki’s Christmases were always sad, lonely, and present-less.

Then (Y/N) came intot his life, and gave him his beautiful daughter Mia. It was a struggle to adjust to fatherhood. Nikki could barley take care of himself, let alone of a child. But the moment Nikki looked into her eyes and saw his own looking back, he vowed to be the best father ever to Mia.

With a wife came her family and friends, and with a child came actual, happy Christmases. This Christmas, that included inviting (Y/N)’s family and friends for dinner, as well as Nikki’s bandmates.

Nikki’s heart raced with nervousness as the time neared for everyone to arrive. He was in their room, fumbling with the tie he had picked out for the occasion. Nikki was far from being a tie person, but he figured it was the right attire for this situation.

A small knock on the door brought him out of his thoughts. (Y/N) poked her head into the room. “Are you ready, hun? Mom and dad just arrived.”

The mention of his in laws made Nikki’s heart rate spike. “Yeah, I’ll be down soon. Just gotta fix this.”

(Y/N) slipped into the room and eyed Nikki’s outfit. “Why are you dressed so...proper?”

“Well, I figured this was the right way to dress with everyone coming over.”

(Y/N) rested her head on Nikki’s shoulder and smiled at him through the mirror. “Just be yourself, baby. Everyone who will be here, you’ve met already. You don’t need to impress anyone.”

She kissed his cheek and headed for the door. “Whatever you decide to wear, do it fast. I will not hesitate to have dinner without you.”

Nikki smiled at her as she left. She always knew how to ease his nerves.

About ten minutes later, Nikki was descending the stairs into the living room. He had decided to leave on the button up shirt, but now with one of his sleeveless shirts on underneath, complete with his ripped up jeans instead of the uncomfortable dress pants he had originally chosen.

His father in law was sat on the floor, playing with Mia and the new dolls she had gotten from “Santa”.

“Hey Nick!” he said when he saw Nikki.

“Hey Mr. (Y/L/N),” Nikki responded. He bent over to kiss Mia’s head. “Mrs. (Y/L/N) helping with dinner?”

“Of course, you know how she is. Can’t leave poor (Y/N) alone.”

Nikki laughed as another knock came on the front door. Before he could even more, Mia was up and racing to answer the door. Her voice trailed back to the living room as she exclaimed, “Uncle (Y/B/N)!”

(Y/B/N) and his wife, Jane, and son, Christopher, entered the room, Mia in her uncle’s arms.

“Hey munchkin,” he said, setting her back on the ground. “Merry Christmas, Nikki.”

“Merry Christmas you guys. Hey Mia, why don’t you go play with Christopher in your play room?”

“Okay!” Both children raced out of the room.

Shortly after, two of (Y/N)’s friends - Tonya and Chrissy - arrived with their husbands - Dan and John - and their daughters - Jessie and Luna. The band boys were the last to arrive, fashionably late as always.

The more people that filled his house, the more anxious Nikki felt. Not because he didn’t like having all these people around, but because he didn’t want to screw this Christmas up for (Y/N) and Mia.

He felt a wave of relief wash over him as (Y/N) called, “Dinner is ready!”

The kids raced to sit around Mia’s small plastic table, the proclaimed “kids table, while their respective parents got their plates. Their four year old golden retriever, Buddy, was laid on the floor next to Mia, but they all knew there was no use in telling the kids not to feed him, especially Mia.

After grace was said, John spoke up first to make conversation, “So guys, any plans for new music in the new year?”

“John, I’m sure the boys don’t want to talk about work right now,” Mrs. (Y/L/N) said.

“Actually, we have an album in the words for next year,” Vince responded. “We’ve been using our time off to write, next up is just recording and figuring out melodies and all that technical stuff.”

“Must be hard on your families for you guys to be travelling all the time” Mr. (Y/L/N) said. “I don’t know how (Y/N) does it.”

Tommy and Vince shuffled awkwardly. Nikki was the only one of the four in a stable relationship, not that Mick cared much about his marital status. Tommy, on the other hand, had just went through a very public divorce, and Vince had just lost his baby girl. The word “family” was a very touchy topic for the two of them.

Luckily, an exclaim of excitement from Luna pulled everyone’s attention away from the question. The kids were giggling together as Buddy licked up whatever Luna had dropped on the ground.

“Luna, baby, don’t feed the dog,” Chrissy scolded.

“It’s fine, Chrissy. Mia feeds Buddy all the time. There’s no use in telling her not to,” (Y/N) said. “That boy is spoiled beyond his wildest dreams because of Miss Mia.”

The three year old smiled innocently at her parents before going back to devouring her food. Nikki and (Y/N) shared a look across the table and Nikki couldn’t help but smile at his beautiful wife.

The dinner small talk continued and, soon enough, the plates were being cleared away. Anything that could fit in the dishwasher, (Y/N) piled in there. The pots and pans used for cooking were the only things that had to be hand washed, and (Y/N)’s mother had gladly took over that job so that (Y/N) could join everyone in the living room.

The kids were playing on the floor while some Christmas movie played on the TV screen. Nikki sat on the couch with (Y/N) cuddled under his arm, his father place to be. The sounds of everyone talking just seemed like a dull murmur to him at that moment, which he was fine with. He wasn’t part of the conversation, and that’s how he liked it.

One by one, everyone began to leave. The kids were starting to get tired, and it was starting to get late. As they were the last to arrive, the boys were the last to leave, hugging (Y/N) and kissing Mia on top of her little head before telling Nikki they’d see him in the new year to work on the album.

With everyone gone, (Y/N) convinced Mia to put her toys away and go to bed. When their daughter was tucked away for the night, (Y/N) joined Nikki in their room. She shed herself of her clothes, leaving her in just her bra and panties, and pulled on the button up shirt Nikki had discarded after everyone left. She crawled into bed next to her husband and curled into his arms.

“I think tonight went well,” she said.

“I think so, too,” Nikki agreed. “I never realized how many people we knew.”

(Y/N) giggled. “It doesn’t feel like a lot until you put everyone in one room, or one house I guess.” She looked up at Nikki. “Were you okay with it, honey? You enjoyed today, right?”

“Of course I did.”

“I know the big family gathering isn’t usually your scene - ”

“Hey,” Nikki cut her off. “Baby, I loved tonight. I loved having everyone over and getting to have a normal Christmas with family and friends and home cooked meals, just as much as I’ve loved having a beautiful wife and daughter to celebrate Christmas with the past three years. I never thought I’d ever have this in my life. Actually, I thought I’d be dead long before now. I was just nervous about ruining tonight for you and for Mia.”

“You’d never ruin anything, Nikki,” (Y/N) told him. “Everyone loves you, myself and Mia especially. Just having you here to spend the day with, that’s all we really need.”

Nikki smiled and kissed her forehead. “Merry Christmas, baby.”

“Merry Christmas, Nikki.”

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extremelyblackandwhite · 4 years

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handmaid - 37

PAIRING: mob!sebastian stan x ingenue!reader

WARNINGS: age gap

A/N: this chapter is gonna be the last one and i think i’m gonna need therapy for attachment. finished this chapter after seeing seb’s baby pictures and now i think i need double the therapy. hope you enjoy this chapter, it has been such a pleasure to write for you, it’s been my absolute honour to read all the comments and to offer you this story. thank you so so much for all your support x

A YEAR LATER

Y/N woke up in her bedroom with the sounds of birds chirping, the signs that another spring day was starting to wake up in Paris. Extending her arms, she remained under her weighted blanket for a while, watching the chandelier above their bed. It had been a wedding present from her mother’s part of the family and while both her and Sebastian thought it was a bit too much, they eventually got their contractor to install it in their bedroom in their Paris apartment. It had taken a bit of time to get used to but now she had the ritual of waking up and watching the sun create little rainbows through the clear crystal of the chandelier.

After she felt her awake status surround her whole being, she left her bed, grabbing her dressing gown and wrapping herself around it before taking to the room next to her. Slowly and carefully, she pulled on the handle of the door down, opening it. Her eyes came in contact with the peaceful grey colours of the walls slightly decorated with small little ivory coloured clouds. Coming in closer, she let her hips slightly hit the white crib where the one year old was standing, wide awake with the ear of Sebastian’s old toy bunny, Oreo, in his mouth.

- Hello my little bunny. - she smiled down at her son who, recognising his mother’s voice, immediately started to giggle, extending his arms up to be picked up by her. Y/N merely smiled, extending her own arms towards his crib to pick him and hold him against her chest. - Let’s go have breakfast. Can you say breakfast?

- Dada. - he said with a smile that showed he was proud of himself. She rolled her eyes at the word, if there was something Sebastian had done perfectly was make sure their son’s first word would be dada and while Y/N had been trying to make sure Nate spoke anything else, he only proudly said dada much to her nuisance. Y/N merely smiled as she rolled her eyes, getting him off his grey onesie and into a white shirt with little train drawings and some dark jean overalls. - Dada, dada!

- Say mumma. - she laughed, holding him close as she took to the kitchen where Amelia was starting to cook some breakfast. - Mumma.

- Dadda! - he broke out in laughter, wrapping his chubby arms around his mother’s neck. Y/N merely smiled, sitting down on her chair and pulling the high chair with her foot, popping the tray off so she could sit the baby down who was never happy whenever she strapped him to his high chair which is why Sebastian normally did it himself, but as of today he was still in New York dealing with some business transaction gone wrong. Normally Y/N would’ve travelled along with him but ever since Nate had been born, she had been paranoid someone would try and harm him.

- Morning, Mrs. Stan. - Amelia placed a plate of Y/N’s favourite breakfast, poached egg on mushrooms in front of her and a blue plate of slice bananas in front of baby Nate whose hands immediately went for the slices. - Are you sure you don’t want me to bake the cake for baby Nathaniel?

- Your holiday started yesterday, Amelia. You shouldn’t even be here.

- It’s baby Nathaniel’s birthday.

- So it isn’t due to my husband? - she raised an eyebrow at the maid. - You don’t need to worry about me, I’ll be fine.

- Mr. Stan is worried.

- Mr. Stan is always worried. - to say that Sebastian had upped security since the ill fated Mr. Williams incident was an understatement. If Y/N left the house to go to the bakery, four armed men would follow her around with one in front, one in the back and two on each side. Yet, that was nothing compared to when Nathaniel went outside. She guessed it was a regular thing, after all her small little ball of sunshine was the one who would one of day solely inherit her mother’s fortune, her father’s family and Sebastian’s too. Either way, he was excessive with protection and she should’ve guessed he wouldn’t have allowed her to be alone with their son for a long while. Before she could try and convince the hardworking full time maid to take her much deserved holiday, Nate grabbed his plastic plate, smashing his face against the banana slices making her choke in a laugh. - Alright bunny, that’s enough bananas.

- Don’t be upset at him, Mrs. Stan.

- I won’t if you take your holiday. - Y/N pushed her plate away from her, walking to her son’s high chair. Nate extended his chubby arms towards her, cooing to be removed from it which she complied to, holding him to her chest as she walked over to the living room that was filled with toys and other things belonging to Nate. He was spoiled but in this Y/N couldn’t completely blame Sebastian as she could be even as bad as him when it came to fullfilling her son’s requests.

Placing him on his baby matt, Nate turned onto his belly crawling over to her mother’s knees, looking up at her with a look that could only be described as cheeky. Y/N lowered to her knees, watching as Nathaniel crawled around happily with his toy bunny. He still didn’t say much and was still learning to how to walk, instead putting himself up on his legs, holding onto the couch before eventually collapsing to the ground. Speaking of which, the one year hold grasped onto the white leather and pulling himself off the ground and on his chubby legs, the other hand firmly gripping onto the bunny’s ears.

- Do you wanna try and walk all the way to mumma? - she asked the blue eyed baby who looked away from her and back again. - Go on, come to mumma.

Nate looked at her with confusion, the eyes he had definitely inherited from his father looking around the room almost as if he was preparing to fall into a pit of fire. With Oreo clenched by the ear, he let go of the couch, standing on his chubby baby legs. Before he could take another step, he went tumbling towards the ground yet Y/N was faster than that, moving so she could catch her baby before he got hurt. As he collapsed on her lap, he turned his head up to look at his mother, pouty lips and tear filled eyes.

- It’s okay, baby. It’s okay. - she pushed the brown curls away from his face, leaning down to kiss the top of his head. - It’s okay, mumma will always be here to catch you.

- Mumma. - he babbled, burying his head on her chest.

- What did you say? - she looked down in disbelief but before the baby could say it again the front door opened, a very familiar voice coming through.

- Where’s the birthday boy? - Y/N rolled her eyes, picking Nate up and getting up before walking to the entrance where Sebastian was taking his jacket off, placing away his gun before his wife could complain to him about weapons near the baby. His eyes shined with pride as he watched Y/N stand in front of him, holding their son on her arms, who had taken to hide his face in the middle of her hair. - Someone’s shy today.

- Guess what. - she walked closer to him, pecking him quickly. - Nate said mumma.

- No way. - Sebastian cooed at his son, caressing the top of his head. - You can say mumma, little buddy?

- Dadda! - Nate shrilled out of pure joy, extending his arms towards him which Sebastian gladly took, kissing the side of his head.

- You know, Seb, next time you ask the maid to watch over me at least let me know. - she leaned against him, head on his shoulder. - My father’s security can handle me and Nate when you’re not around, I told you that a million times.

- Can you blame me for wanting you and him to be safe?

- No, I can however blame you for making the hardworking maid work overtime. - she smirked. - How’s New York?

- It’s rather bleak when you’re not there.

- Did you speak with my father? - she questioned, fully knowing Sebastian would probably be questioned by her family back in New York at arrival.

- Yes and both him and Dan think it’s rude that they’re not invited to Nate’s birthday.

- Nate’s not getting a big birthday party, I told them.

- I know, angel, but you know how much your father likes this little bunny. - Sebastian smiled at his son who had taking to munching his jacket’s collar, eyes looking into the ones exactly like his. - Pretty sure the only reason I’m not dead is because I’m his dad.

- C’mon, we need to take Nate’s cake out of the fridge and sing happy birthday before his nap time.

- It’s his birthday, angel. Can’t he skip night time?

- Sure, he can. However if he does then we lose night time fun as you’ll be the one to check on him when he tries to climb out the crib.

- Birthday cake time it is. - he followed Y/N into the kitchen, placing his son on his play matt. The baby rolled around, hands gripping several of his toys while his father went to the kitchen, wrapping his arms around his wife’s waist, placing a kiss on her shoulder. - Did you miss me?

- Of course I did. - she turned around to kiss him, hands on top of his shoulders as if they hadn’t seen each other in years. - It gets awfully cold when you’re alone in a king size bed.

- Mhm, it does get very cold, doesn’t it? - his hands toyed around with the string that held her wrap up dress in place. - Does our son’s birthday also count as my birthday?

- Why would it count as your birthday? - she furrowed her brows.

- It’s the anniversary of when I became a father and I think I deserve a little present. - he leaned down to kiss her neck.

- Well, I think th ...

- MUMMA! - the babyish voice coming from the living room interrupted her sentence and made Y/N look over Sebastian’s shoulder to see Nate standing on his chubby legs as he took a few small steps towards the kitchen table.

- Oh my god. - she ducked under Sebastian’s hold to meet her son midway, grabbing the polaroid camera on the way to take a photo before he fell down or decided to sit down. - You’re walking. Nate, you’re walking!

- What? - Sebastian turned around, joining his wife who was now sat on the ground with her arms opened towards Nate who quickly walked over to her before falling on top of her chest. - He walked, he just walked!

- I know. - Y/N picked the baby up, kissing his little fat cheeks. - I’m so proud of you, I’m so proud of you baby Nate.

- I can’t believe he’s walking already. We need another one.

- Sebastian, we just had one.

- Yeah but he’s walking and he can say mumma and dadda. In no time he’ll be going off to university and won’t want snuggles anymore.

- Honey, Nate can’t say anything other than mumma and dadda, is still eating soft solids, and he doesn’t even have all his teeth yet. He won’t be going to university any time soon.

- No, I think we need another one. A girl this time, so we have one of each.

- Seb, darling, I don’t think that’s how it works. Besides, wouldn’t you rather wait til Nate is a bit older and doesn’t require attention all the time?

- I know, it’s just that looking at you with our son makes me want to have at least 10 more kids.

- I won’t push 10 more kids. - she laughed, kissing his cheek before looking down to Nate who was cuddling her and his bunny. - For now, for now I have everything I could have ever dreamed of.

- Should we get that cake then?

- It’s in the fridge. - Y/N carefully got up, holding her precious baby close to her chest as Sebastian went and grabbed the little cupcake. The ex handmaid placed her son on his high chair as Sebastian put the little cupcake in front of him, lighting a single candle with his lighter which immediately caught the attention of small Nate whose eyes widened in pure joy and curiosity.

The mob boss wrapped his arm around his wife, kissing the side of her head before the two of them started singing Happy Birthday to little Nate who was clearly more interested in the flame of his candle. Once the song came to an end, both of them cheered, clapping at the baby who looked at his parents in confusion.

- C’mon, Nate blow the candle. - Sebastian took to be by his son’s side, making a blow motion with his lips. Nate merely turned to his mother, confused at his father’s actions.

- Why don’t we do it together? - Y/N stood by her son’s other side, blowing the candle together with Sebastian while Nate giggled, clapping his hands out of pure joy. - Happy Birthday, sweetheart. Mumma loves you, dadda loves you.

The rest of the day went rather uneventful, with Nate making both his parents laugh as he decided to eat the cupcake with his hands, getting his cheeks full of chocolate. He remained awake for a few hours, playing with his father while Y/N read one of her books in the couch, wondering how she’d gotten so lucky to have such a precious son and such a loving husband. As night began to make its presence known and the birthday boy became grumpy, Y/N put him back in his crib returning to the living room to see Sebastian standing on their balcony watching the Tower Eiffel’s lights. Without him noticing, she walked behind him, wrapping her arms around his torso, allowing herself to be involved by the scent of his cologne.

- Hello there, Mrs. Stan. - he turned around in her embrace, hand going to hold hers. - How about a dance?

- I can never say no to you, Mr. Stan.

He leaned his head to rest against the space between her neck and shoulder, free hand holding her waist as the two of them moved slowly from side to side. In that moment, no money belonging to her or to him, no empire he’d built or family she inherited mattered for in that moment he had his whole world in his arms and that ... that was enough.

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dongiovannaswife · 3 years

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Could you write a little snippet of you and Giorno comforting the twins after a nightmare?

Tysm for this request!!! I loved writing this because lately I’ve been feeling so down and lonely it helped with those feelings ;w; I hope you like this. The boys are 5 years old and the plot is revealed as we go :D the part in italics is supposed to be a flashback.

CW: sickeness mention and talk (the whole stand’s awakening thing is discussed, giving it a medical focus, but nothing too explicit). Poorly proofreader bc,, sleepy baby I am.

Translation(s); ** solecito: sunny or sunshine, it sounds far better in spanish uwu

Dr. Bocelli Enzo hums, reading the result in the thermometer. By his side, in his bed, Jovi sighs, settling in for a short nap —his brother, Dante, looks up at the old man with big, curious eyes: his little hand holding Giorno’s.

The Don’s eyes, although worried, shift into a calm, flawless mask when he looks down at the boy.

“Well,” Bocelli speaks up, turning to look at Lena —she’s holding Jovi, laying with him in the bed. Tired eyes look back at him, giving him permission to keep talking.

“The fever has subsided and, as we thought, their stands have emerged: it has been found through tests and as a general incidence that through the next few weeks or a month they will experience the sudden manifestation of their stands, be that their physical form, fragmented powers of it, or symptoms of distress. I recommend you look over them closely.”

Giorno hums, feeling Dante move and stand up, hugging his neck —bringing his hands down, he soon hugs the little one to his chest, lifting him slightly so he rests on his chest while he leans back, enough to give him space —but he doesn’t lean on anything.

Lena speaks this time, “What kind of symptoms could we expect?”

Bocelli presses his lips together for a second, thinking about his answer briefly. “Symptoms of a cold, some fevers (if the temperature rises too much and you can’t control it, then we may have to intervene), some bellyaches —it could be anything that could make you think of a simple sickness, but it’s the changes on their body. Let’s remember stands do change the body; that, and the mind is also affected, I mean, not literally, it’s about somatic symptoms.”

The Donna nods, thinking about his words. Eyes falling into the little one on her arms.

“Are we allowed to medicate them, then?” Giorno asks next, frowning over the extent of his words, already disliking the possibility. “I refuse to let them go around in pain.” He clears his throat, trying to tone it down; his words end up in a whisper, mumbled with something else underneath. “I don’t want to see them hurt.”

Bocelli’s eyes reflect something puzzled when he looks at Giorno, a small from making the wrinkles around his eyes stand out. “If that happens, call me, always.”

The couple exchanges a look.

“Okay.” Lena hums, smiling softly when the boy in her hold sighs, holding onto her tighter.

It had been a week since that. The symptoms were few and sudden, but nothing too out of the ordinary, Bocelli had said.

The clock almost hits midnight as the couple stands in the kitchen, cleaning up the mess from dinner —the boys had asked for homemade pizza and as if it wasn’t enough, homemade ice-cream. While it had been a big challenge for them, the big grins from their boys and the delighted sounds as they ate had been enough to look over at each other, smiling proudly.

With Giorno washing the dishes and passing them to his wife so she can dry them off, both fall into quiet conversation, with Ares climbing into the sink to join them, meowing when the couple exchanged kisses —demanding attention.

Ares blinks slowly, head falling slowly as he fights the will to sleep for the millionth time in the day —but the sound of rushed small footsteps wakes him up. Giorno and Lena quickly look over their shoulders, trying to find any sings of intruders or enemies.

But they only see Jovi standing in the doorway, clutching his toy under his arm —one of his hands trying to wipe off his tears in angry motions as sobs betray him, making him shake.

Both move fast, reaching out to wipe off their hands and, with Lena being able to do so quicker, she approaches the boy in a rush, kneeling before him.

“Solecito,**” she calls, sweet and worried but calm at once. “What’s wrong? Does something hurt?”

Jovi shakes his head, dropping his toy to throw himself into his mother’s arms, sobbing loudly. His small form trembles in her hold, small hands holding onto her shirt for dear life —words barely comprehensive when he speaks between sobs. “Bad dream,” he sobs louder when Giorno joins them, putting a warm and large hand on his back. “Ares was hurt.”

“Ares?” Giorno repeats, looking over the cat, who’s sitting in the floor now, staring with big, worried eyes. “Jovi, baby, Ares is okay.” Lena passes the boy to him and, as soon as Giorno lifts him off the ground, Jovi seems to calm down a bit. “See?” he points at the cat, “He’s right there.”

Jovi looks back at the feline, sobbing when he finds him well, looking back at him. Giorno drops a hand low, rubbing the pads of two fingers between them —and Ares, recognizing the motion, walks up to them —tail standing tall.

Lena picks the cat up, scratching his cheek, taking him closer to Jovi. “See, baby?” she says, watching him extend a shaking hand out to scratch Ares’ head. “He’s okay, he’s happy and he loves you.”

Jovi nods, smiling through a red nose and eyes, “I love him too, he’s a good friend.”

Giorno nods, leaning to kiss his forehead, “He loves you too, buddy. Now, let’s go upstairs and get you freshen up, yeah?” he touches the boys’ forehead subtly, making sure he doesn’t have a fever.

Walking out the kitchen, Lena calls for her husband. When he stops, she gives him Jovi’s toy, “I’ll go up to Dante, see how he’s doing, see you there?”

Giorno hums, booping her nose with the toy, earning a chuckle from her and a curious look from the boy in his arms. As the walk up the stairs with Lena before them, Jovi touches the owl in his father’s chest, the pad of his little finger doing quick motions inside of it, as if imagining he’s coloring it.

“Daddy?” Jovi asks, seeing his mother walk up faster to his bedroom out of nowhere, “Why mommy running?”

“Ehm,” Giorno looks ahead, seeing her open the door in a rush and step inside even more rushed —the faint sound of a sob making him move faster immediately. “Jovi,” he answers, looking back at the boy for a second before looking back at the corridor. “We want to make sure your brother is okay.”

“Oh,” Jovi puts a finger on his lip, looking up at the ceiling, just like he has seen uncle Fugo do when he’s thinking. Rising the same finger from his lips and up the sky, he soon affirms. “Maybe he’s having a bad dream like me!”

Giorno nods, coming into the bedroom. “Maybe, let’s see how he’s doing, yeah?”

“Love,” Lena speaks up —sitting in bed with Dante on her lap, cradling him to her chest. “Dante was asking for you.”

“What’s wrong, buddy?” Giorno asks, sitting by his wife’s side, settling Jovi on his lap. He reaches for the tissues in the bedside, helping Jovi clear his stuffy nose.

“Daddy?” Dante asks, looking up from his mother’s hold, eyes widened in fear —tears threatening to fall.

Giorno hums, extending a hand out to pinch his cheek gently. “I’m here, buddy. What’s wrong?”

Dante sobs, blinking back tears. “I had a dream. You and mommy were away…” he holds onto Lena tighter, shaking. “And never came back.”

Giorno’s heart breaks. So does Lena’s —both exchange a look, seeming to communicate without needing words.

When Dante’s eyes go between them in shock and Jovi is about to ask what’s going on, both speak up at the same time.

“We would never leave you.”

Dante’s lip trembles and, finally, the first tear falls off his cheek, lost in the river that flows right after. Jovi’s commoved, unable to do anything but stare up at his parents.

“Dante, Jovi,” Lena looks between the twins as she names then. “You two are our reason to wake up every morning.” She extends a hand out to each of them, treading her fingers carefully through the manes of blonde-reddish curls with enough care to not pull, tangle or undo them. “We love you a lot, remember that, always.”

Giorno hums, nodding. “You are, and always will be, our little ones, okay? It was a dream, everything —from Ares getting hurt to us leaving you was a bad dream: we will be okay and together.”

The boys nod, with Jovi giving his toy to Dante, seeing as him keeps crying. “Don’t cry, Dan! Let’s play, yes?”

Dante takes the toy, hugging it closer to him. He looks up at his parents with big eyes, red from crying. “Can we?”

Giorno hums, “Just a bit while you feel good enough to go to sleep.”

The twins grin at each other, looking back at their parents; “Not sleepy.”

Giorno and Lena exchange a look, surprised.

It will be a long night.

When the faint rays of sun start to come in through the boy’s window, Lena stands there, watching the city wake up —Jovi in her arms, asleep and snoring loudly. With Giorno sitting in the couch, still struggling to not move to much in case he wakes up Dante, his eyes fall on his wife, watching as the sun makes her hair all golden and warm under its light: when she turns around, the bags under her eyes are enough signal of her tiredness, but the calm and love in her features while she sways from side to side while she closes the curtain enough to let him know she’s okay.

“We should take the day off,” she murmurs, sitting by his side in the couch. Moving the boy so he lays comfortable on top of her.

Giorno smiles, gentle and warm —but dripping with sarcasm. “Do you think our bosses will be okay with that?”

Lena shakes her head, a smirk tugging at her lips. “We are the bosses, baby.”

Giorno grins, shaking his head now.

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jai-graphics · 3 years

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‘What’s the point? It’s not like I don’t have you...’

Chaotic Red Diamond Adoption AU

“I would do anything for you…” Dan declared, dramatically before laughing. He motioned his avatar to climb up the blocky hill.

“Name Asher after me…”

“He’s already named and born, Tommy.” This wasn’t the first time Tommy asked this. It happened while getting the news that Jemma is pregnant, month after month during the nine months, and moments while Asher lived his first year. It happened frequently, really…

“Well, you won’t do anything for me.”

The older man laughs. “What’s the point? It’s not like I don’t have you…”

Tommy opened his mouth but then closed it. “Okay, that was cute.”

Dan laughs followed by Tommy doing so.

“Name Jemma after me…” Okay, now that was first time.

After he finished playing in the Shady Oaks servers, Dan ended his stream and watched a few minutes of the person he raided then he decided to visit Tommy’s room.

XXXXX

“Alright, I’m gonna get off for the night…” Tommy turned from the screen and to the person by the door. “Aww, I was thinking about raiding you.”

Dan pressed his shoulder against the doorframe and shrugged.

Tommy simply mentioned him to show himself for the stream. “Look who’s here, it’s the big man himself…”

Dan rolled his eyes half.heartedly then walked over to the teen’s side and laid his arm on his shoulders. Tommy’s chat suddenly got flooded with ‘My childhood!’ and ‘Dan!’ in caps and repeating letters.

“That was a pog collab.” Tommy points out.

“It is. Very pog…”

Tommy pointed at something on the screen and whispered inaudible to Dan, looking up at him and his arm wrapped around the older man’s back. Dan whispered something back and patted his shoulders.

“Alright boys, we will be raiding Tubbo. Thank you all for watching. I’ll see you all on Tubbo’s stream. This is such a fun stream probably doing more of just chillin in the Dream smp.”

Dan snorts.

“How about another collab from this old man, huh?”

The chat box got filled with ‘Yes!’.

“Well, the crowd asked for it, Dad…”

Dan shrugged. “Soon.”

“Alright, I’ll catch you all. Goodnight!”

Dan saluted. “Goooooodddd Byeeeee!”

Before the stream cuts off, ‘Nostalgia!’ and ‘I feel so old now!’ enveloped the chat.

“Way to go, Dad. You made my chat feel old…” Tommy said sarcastically as the screen plays Tubbo’s stream.

Dan laughed. “Really inevitable.”

“Like you…”

“Hey-“

“But you wouldn’t believe it. First day, I got this-“ Dan mentioned to his new glasses. “-Squid already made a meme about it: Danny Potter.”

Tommy laughed. “That sounds like ~bleep~.”

Dan laughed. “But still hilarious…”

“Get a bowl cut, you’ll look like Vector from that minion movie…”

“Ahaha! No! I knew you would find a way to roast me because of it.” Dan flattened his hair to copy to bowl cut and pouted trying to imitate Victor while they walked out the room.

Tommy laughed. “You know it, Edna Mode.”

“No! Stop! Say this to your fans, you’re grounded for life.”

“Whatever you say, Dwight Schrute.”

“Stop!”

Then the father and son laughed.

“So, when do you want to collab again?” Tommy sat cross legged on the play mat and fidgets with one of Asher’s toys.

“Maybe there’s no need to, MCC could team us up.” Dan says as he walked over to Asher’s crib to fix the blankets.

“No no no, please. I don’t want to lose…” Tommy whined.

“Hey, I wasn’t that bad!”

“You kept dying back there!”

“Out of my curiosity of those Lucky Blocks…”

“Still! Plus I could be teamed with Wilbur and Tubbo then you would be the only old person.”

Dan snorts. “Okay, my dear child…”

Tommy groaned.

Dan chuckled and walked over to the teen’s side and locked his arm around his chest and pulled them both until they were both lying down on the mat. He laid a quick peck on Tommy’s temple. “You’re as in denial as I am…”

“Old man…”

“Child…”

A pause.

“So, how’s the Dream smp?”

“Oh, you wouldn’t believe what happened!” Tommy then continued to ramble about the events.

After a few minutes of Tommy rambling Jemma walked over with Asher in her arms, wide awake.

“So, it happened- Oh, hey Mom.” Tommy smiled then he reached out grabby hands.

Jemma neared and laid Asher beside the teen then joined in the bundle at Tommy’s other side.

“Dida-Dida.” Asher babbles and Tommy cooed, playing with his hair.

Asher being such an adventurous baby, he climbed on Tommy until his belly is on Tommy’s face. Asher laughing throughout his trench, having no care for the world.

Dan giggles as Tommy shifted his face to the side to breathe.

“Dad! Your kid knows no personal space!” Tommy then let out a muffled chuckle. “Like Father like son…”

Tommy then shifted Asher so he’s on his chest, staring at his wide puppy eyes.

Okay, Tommy had a confession. When Jemma was announced pregnant, Tommy felt nervous. He was nervous that his parents would just ignore him, giving all the attention for their biological child than to their adopted one. It pains him to think about it but as if reading his mind, Dan and Jemma continued to give the support and attention to him. Both on social media and in real life. The best comfort he’ll ever have for his secret fears.

Adopted or Biological, he knew his parents love them both equally…

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