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gumballavocadoharry · 10 months

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The first steps:

"Come on, come on.....come to daddy bubba," Harry cooed, watching patiently for the gurgling baby to smoosh into his arms that were lovingly stretched out for him. "You know I love you," Harry pouted, "And I'll give you cookies." You giggled, flashing an illustrious smile at your husband and baby boy who were bonding over Harry pleading for Zander to take his first steps.

"Oh baby, he'll do it when he's ready," Harry looked over with his usual puppy dog pout, "Yeah, but I don't want to miss it." You rubbed Harry's back reassuringly. "I promise, Zander would want you to be there too."

Harry gave a goofy smile, before picking Zander up and settling him in his lap. "I need to see you growing up," He cooed to the emerald eyed baby whose Harry's genes dominated. "Your my little boy, and I'm your first best friend." Zander cooed, pressing his chubby cheeks to Harry's nose.

"Oh you want kisses now hm?" Harry peppered loud kisses on his baby's cheeks, finally catching a breath to give him a hug, gingerly rubbing his back. "Mm, you're too sweet."In that moment, you wished your cell phone was there to record the sweet moment between father and son.

Later, in the afternoon, You and Harry were positioned at the counter, preparing lunch. Harry being a goofball, was telling a silly story about Mitch while they were recording a new song in the studio. "Ha, Harry! Was Mitch okay? Did you help him up?" Harry nodded, a cheeky smile trespassing across his face. You had noticed that Harry had stopped smiling, was completely turned around staring in awe at something he spotted from his periphery.

He dashed over to Zander; arms retraced in their stretched out position ready for his collapse. It was only once you turned around, that you realized Zander was taking his first steps. You shuffled out your cell phone and hurriedly recorded his first steps as he finally collapsed into Harry's arms. "YOU DID IT!" He cheered, "My baby boy took his first steps! Oh I'm so proud of you!" The father smothered Zander's face in soundly kisses, making sure not to miss an inch of unkissed skin where he didn't send a loud puckering smooch.

"Harry, you're gonna make his little cheeks all red," You laughed, "I know but he finally did it! He walked babe!"

You stepped closer, showing him the video of the precious moment you were fortunate enough to catch on camera. "Our little boy is growing up,"

"Aw, don't remind me." Harry cooed sadly, looking at the baby who was perched in his protective arms. "He'll always be my baby boy."

And you had to agree with that.

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aidanisking · 11 months

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My Babies how far your grown

From being a helpless thing to a brave and mighty Creatures

On, Hong and Raon

You kids have grown up well

Eat more, Children have to play

#trash of the count's family #cale henituse #tcf #tcf cale #cute #raon #on and hong #tcf raon #tcf on #tcf hong #daddy and baby #daddy cale

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zeerro · 10 months

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Boyfriends aesthetic..

#mileapo #kinnporsche #thai bl #mile phakphum #apo nattawin #man suang #chatkhem #boyfriends #boyfriends aesthetic #daddy and baby #bad quality screenshot but i love it so deal with it

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daddys-angel-cake · 1 year

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Daddy and I got tattoos similar to this last month. Mine is a red T-Rex with rainbow spikes and a little heart tattoo on his arm lol. Daddy's is the green one in the picture. We love them so much!

#tattoos #little tattoo #hidden meaning #sfw littlespace #daddy and baby #couple tattoos

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saltoru · 8 months

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being a jujutsu sorcerer and a parent rarely ends well. sorcerers who have to fight for their lives everyday barely have any time and energy even for themselves. adding babies to the picture is hard to imagine.

but gojo was determined to balance his work and personal life when you entered his life, which is why he has a baby girl strapped to his chest as he holds up his hand and crosses his fingers, already to send a special grade curse into his domain.

"daddy~" his baby babbles, cheek squished against his purple uniform.

"yes, baby?" gojo smiles down at his baby and gently sweeps her hair out of her eyes. he pays little to no attention to the curse, who had already spread out their domain and is currently sending wave after wave of attacks, all of which gojo repels with a touch. "this is domain expansion," he gently explains to her, smirking at the curse who is obviously offended that he wasn't taking them seriously. "in a second, you're gonna see daddy's domain."

his baby blinks and shuffles around in the strap, whining a bit as she tries to get comfortable. for all she knows, it's too dark and hot and she misses mommy's smell.

before she knows it, the space around her begins to look like the night sky, and she can't see the curse anymore.

"this is my domain," her daddy says, but she misses seeing the sun. why is it nighttime all of the sudden?

"nooo" she whines as she kicks around. where's the ice cream he promised her earlier? and where is mommy? she doesn't want to go to sleep yet!

"not easily impressed, hm?" he laughs, protectively holding his baby's head against his chest as he closes up his domain after finishing off the curse.

"let's go get ice cream, yeah?" he ruffles her hair and holds up her hands, dancing them up in the air with a huge grin. the sunlight hits her face again and a smile quickly reappears. "you did so good today. did you learn a lot about jujutsu fights today? did'ja enjoy our little adventure together?"

"ice cweam" she smiles, doing a few happy kicks. and that's how the tradition of getting ice cream after missions started for the daddy-daughter pair.

#dad!gojo fills an empty spot in my heart #AW HE'S SO PERFECT #and then yaga found out he brings his baby to missions #and yaga quickly scolded gojo #“but my wife needs a girls' day” he just shrugs #he LIVES for these daddy-daughter adventures #when fighting a curse he's just like “my baby's watching so let me show off a bit”#gojo x reader #gojo satoru #jujutsu kaisen #gojo fluff #jjk x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo scenarios #gojo #dad!gojo

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angelrat96 · 22 days

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Bigger than your head

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billybills-world · 3 months

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REBLOG IF YOU WANT ME BE YOUR DIRTY LITTLE SECRET, LET ME SUCK THE STRESS OUT OF YOU 🥵

#bi selfie #gay men #trans women are beautiful #biseuxal #hot nude #trans girl #transgender #bi sex #gay man #bd/sm community #transgirl #trans women #trans rights #bd/sm daddy #bd/daddy's baby girl #trans yearning

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gumballavocadoharry · 1 year

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Birth of baby styles:

You examined your baby bump. The bulging belly had grown bigger and bigger since the past few months until you finally reached the goal of 9 months. Your hands gently caressed your smooth bump, noting the different positions that baby styles could be in.

Slight apprehension pierced you, thinking about giving birth. You knew there was going to be some intense pain and you worried about complications, you also became worried about complications with baby styles. Your glances were tossed between the wall and your belly. You clutched your heavy heart, hoping for a smooth delivery and recovery. The days felt like ghosts creeping up on you; at any day.....the baby could come.

So no surprise as to why you barricaded yourself in the house. "I'm home yn!" Harry's voice boomed through the living room. Harry could tell his vocal alert was startling for you. "Oh I'm sorry about that babe," He kissed your cheek. "I stopped by the store on the way home and picked up a couple baby things."

A reassured smile set in on your face. "That's so sweet!" You watched as Harry pulled out the variety of yellow, light blue and orange baby outfits and toys. "We don't know the gender," he reminded. You nodded and just continued to smile as Harry pulled out more and more surprises for the new baby.

Later that night, you were getting ready for bed, rather late but only because you had such a hard time getting to bed that sometimes you stayed up through the night, just to avoid being a turtle. But tonight was different.

Your water broke.

You just stared at the pool of water that had come from your uterus in shock. It was your instinct that forced you out of the bathroom and into the bedroom to wake your husband. "Harry, the baby's coming!" Like a grasshopper, Harry leaped up from the bed and grabbed the overnight bag you both had packed in the events of this day.

Harry dragged you to the car where he ran through every stop sign and red light to get you to the hospital on time. "Oh, the baby is trying to come." You clutched your stomach, making Harry press harder on the gas. Your breathing became laboured and it was cutting pretty close to delivery. Finally you arrived at the hospital, and Harry rushed you inside in a wheelchair.

"My wife is having a baby now!" The nurse sprung from behind the counter and wheeled you into the delivery room, where Harry was instructed to scrub up and you to scrub down into a hospital gown.

Your legs were already in the stirrups with a blanket draped over you and Harry was by your side holding your hand, allowing you to squeeze it once a contraction hit. "Are you ready Mrs. Styles?" The doctor asked.

"Yes! Please this hurts!" The doctor patiently reassured you that you would be fine and that it was time to deliver. "One big push yn,"

You pushed hard with all your might. "One more," You gave a big push before falling back into the bed and catching your breath. "The baby's out now," You breathed heavily with Harry anticipating to see your baby. "It's a girl." She was placed on your chest as you and Harry gazed at the beautiful baby girl that was now yours. "She's beautiful." Harry cooed. "You did amazing yn, I'm so proud of you."

Harry kissed your forehead and just looked on at the sweet little angel in your arms. Baby styles was now here.

#harry styles #harry styles imagine #dadrry #harry loves yn #harry and yn #dad!harry #daddy and baby #harry ❤️ yn #harry styles and yn #harry x reader #harry x yn #giving birth #birth of baby styles

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casiia · 5 months

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༉‧₊˚. — simon 'GHOST' riley; smile for the camera.

warnings .: x reader, smut, mdni 18+, very slight exhibition (i think?), v! penetration, choking, size kink, female reader, unedited.

.: masterlist.

simon has STACKS of polaroids of you for when he’s next deployed. you had bought the polaroid camera, all excited to pick up a new hobby; photography. he thought it was stupid, but doesn’t stop you and your aspiring career. you’re taking pictures of everything for the next few weeks. capturing every memory the two of you shared, and piles of pictures were scattered around each room in the house — random ones, blurred ones, blank ones that didn’t develop right.

when you suggest taking pictures for him one night, he doesn’t seem to catch the hint. why’d he have to waste his precious time and take pictures of you when you’re right here?

he still doesn’t understand. he huffs when you climb off of his lap and scurry into your shared bedroom, the soft mutters of the christmas movie you put on for background noise the only thing that catches his attention — and it annoys him. you come back, your shirt hiked up over your bra and the bulky coral-colored camera in hand.

you sit back onto his lap, shoving the polaroid into his hand and guiding his finger onto the button. he accidentally clicks it, a flash blinding you momentarily and you laugh.

“eager are we?”

he sucked on his teeth, his eyes rolling at your poor attempt to tease him. his free hand moves to your waist and dips his fingers below the hem of your shorts. you swat his hand away with a pout, mumbling something about patience but he’s too horny to hear – or care.

simon lowers the camera as you begin to pull your shirt over your head, you whine and tell him to hold it right. but he snaps back and complains that it’s blocking his view.

it’s your turn to roll your eyes, and you pout and tell him just to listen to you. he begrudgingly listens, muttering a retort under his breath that makes you smack his arm and shift off of his lap. but he’s quick to tug you back, saying he’s sorry and you’re just teasing him too much.

you shake your head, your finger hovering his, over the shutter button. you reach back with the other and undo your bra, letting it slip from your shoulder and into his lap. it’s then when you press down and simon takes a picture, your bare breast developing on the film as it slides out the exit slot. now he understands.

he watches with tight lips, waiting for the picture to develop and practically watching it turn into gold in front of his eyes. simon laughs in disbelief and looks at you, he wonders if this was your plan all along. play with it for a little before using it to make souvenirs for him, what a good girlfriend you were.

the hours blend and he has you bent and folded in every position he knows. it’s so embarrassing, and you find yourself covering your face or squeezing your thighs together, now trying to sheepishly hide from the lens.

but he tuts, reminding you that it was your idea. you can’t hide from him and if you try, he’ll keep you up all night — until he’s filled his album with enough pictures to relive any memory of you in bed.

he’s leaned back onto the sofa, one hand in your hair and one hand holding up the camera. he’s groaning loudly as you gag around his cock, your wide eyes fluttering up to meet his. he’s drooling at the sight, tears staining your blushed cheeks and dripping down your chin.

simon spreads his legs and angles the camera down to catch a glimpse of the way you have a hand wrapped around the base of his cock — too big for you to fit it all in your mouth. he snaps a picture, the flash making little dots cloud your vision.

you giggle, pulling your lips off of him to which he annoyingly grunts, trying to push back into your mouth.

“how many more of these are y’gonna take?”

you ask, pressing your cheek into the inside of his thigh. you’re not even looking at him anymore, so focused on his cock and the way your saliva makes his foreskin glisten.

he can’t resist, simon takes another picture and pulls the developing film from the dispenser, tossing it into the pile with the other pictures he’s taken. your face just looks so small aligned with his cock, the angle making him so much larger than he was.

“m’takin as many as i want. what am i gonna do when i miss you when i’m away and need to release some stress?”

simon tugs at your hair, nodding over to the cushions next to him. his hands immediately find your waist when you stand and he pushes you down into the couch. your hair sprawling over the pillows as you look up at him with wide eyes.

another giggle escapes you, your hand covers your mouth to suppress the laughter. it wasn’t that you were surprised about him being so needy, it’s the way he had a mountain of pictures lazily tossed into a pile. film wrappers crumpled lazily and strewn across the coffee table, the packages once holding refills for the film.

“what’s funny, bun?”

simon’s voice is hoarse, he’s spreading your legs and another picture is added to his collection. the way your cunt is glistening with the flash, your juices smeared on your inner thighs. he swears he’s going to cherish these forever, keep them around til’ they are all tattered and barely visible.

your breath is knocked from your lungs, and you can’t form words no matter how hard you try. he’s sliding his cock in between your folds, nudging your clit with his angry red tip. you whine, your hips bucking up to meet his, needing more friction to ease your arousal; and he takes another picture, how he wishes these images could capture sounds.

he’s pressing his fat, heavy cock against your stomach, a groan spilling from his lips when his tip is leaking just below your belly button. simon smears his precum against your skin, translucent globs dribbling from his slit.

“look at that, gonna be in your fuckin’ stomach.”

simon grins at the sight, but before he gives you the pleasure of filling you up, he’s leaning over you and pressing his lips to your neck. your fingernails dig into his shoulders, crescents forming under your touch, and a slew of apologies is mumbled under your shaky breath.

he hums into the crook of your neck, nipping harshly at your skin before dragging his rough tongue over the spot — soothing the bite. simon trails down to your breast, leaving a path of love bites and covering you in his mark.

while he has you distracted, he shifts his hips and pushes himself into you slowly sinking in inch by inch before he’s balls deep. he leans back and he groans at the sight, you are completely exposed for him with his bitemarks sloppily etched into your skin, a bulge forming in your belly. he slides his calloused hand up in between the valley of your breast and he wraps his hand around your neck, he squeezes lightly, and when you moan quietly as if flustered like it’s the first time he has you filled with his cock — he snaps another picture. afraid that this moment will vanish.

that was the last of the film that he has. but god, it’s worth it. he promises he’ll buy you more in the morning, but he’s dropped the camera and holding you close. his throbbing cock plunging in and out of your squelching cunt, your juices painting his abdomen, shining his muscles under the dim light.

when he has to leave, he gathers EVERY SINGLE ONE and hides it in between the pages of an old magazine. no one would be caught dead snooping through his things, but it was a precaution he took because he didn’t want you exposed for all of his teammates to see. you were his, and he was never one of share.

AN: guys...i don't even have words tbh. just simon and like he WOULD take so many pics i'm just sooo :((( urgh. i hate him. if i missed any warnings lmk!

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