#i'm in the baby's nursery and all his clothes n shit are in here so theyre gonna get back to coming in my room to get shit all the time

[clearlydiamondz]

Nesting

(Y/N) is at the point in her pregnancy where she is now nesting. Erik is confused, but he's going with the flow.

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Erik sat at his desk, playing with some of his friends streaming the new Call of Duty game. Being a successful streamer with millions of fans, he now had a life where he could live comfortably and still do what he loved, which was playing games.

Being a gamer is actually how he met the love of his life, (Y/N). Meeting on a discord back in high school, the two of them hit it off. There was only one thing that prevented them from being physically together. He lived in Oakland, and she lived in Miami. Her parents thought she was silly to find love over the internet, calling it a weird phase while his friends thought she was made up.

That was until she surprised him at his high school graduation. Saving for months, working as a moderator and at Chick-fil-A, she was able to save enough money to meet him. With the supervision of her parents of course.

Now here they are, 10 years later married and expecting twins. Two boys and she was over the moon about it. If they were over the moon, Erik was over the planet Jupiter. All of the outfits, baby supplies, and decorations were bought on Erik's behalf. Every time he walked into a store, he always walked out with something for the babies.

She could show him something that she thought was cute for their nursery and within days, it was ordered.

He was always clingy with her, and she loved it. Ever since she was pregnant, it was like he was at her side every second of the day. They were lucky enough to be streamers so they could have that time together, but boy he was obsessed.

His camera roll was filled with pictures of her, showing the journey from when she first found out she was pregnant to the development of the baby bump.

"Damn, why are you so bad, move!" he yelled into the headset.

"Nigga fuck you!" Quan yelled back into the mike making everyone bust out laughing.

"Awe you mad." Chelsea teased him. Eventually, they ended up winning, as they sat on the loading screen talking shit with each other.

That's when Erik heard a bang in the room next door, which just so happened to be the twins' nursery.

"Hold on y'all." he stepped away from his gaming set, walking in to see the baby clothes everywhere and his wife in the middle of the room folding them and placing them in the drawers.

"Mama, what are you doing?" he asked her. She turned to look at him with a pout.

"Baby there is so much to do and we only have a week left until they are due and I can't even-" she was crying at this point, Erik realizing that it was probably her hormones.

"Shh, it's okay. You know I'll help you with anything you need. The doctor wants you to not be on your feet as much." Erik was a little confused by the sudden rush to want to do stuff. Just last night she was in the middle of the kitchen reorganizing the kitchen drawers and the cupboards making room for the twins' bottles. She literally took everything apart.

Or how she decided to wash every piece of clothing and blanket for the babies, even though everything was brand new.

What he said made her cry even harder. "I appreciate you so much baby, y-you are just so good to us and-" she cut herself up hiccuping.

"Here about you go sit in the living room, play a movie and I'll order you some of the spicy ramen you like from the restaurant downtown," he told her helping her stand up.

"Ooh yes. You know the spicy foods can induce labor," she said matter-of-factly. He chuckled at the random fact before saying,

"Once I'm done for the stream tonight, I'll organize their room for you. I don't want you putting any unnecessary stress on yourself." he told her, she pouted before saying,

"You'd really do that?" she whispered as her eyes started to water again.

"Yes, now go relax. I'ma place the order now okay?" he kissed her on the forehead, then on the lips, then on her stomach. He watched his wife walk, well more like waddle, out of the room to make herself comfortable downstairs in the living room. He came back to the station, not before ordering him and his wife some ramen.

"Alright y'all, I'm back. (Y/N) needed help with something." he said getting his player ready for the next round.

"How yo ole woman doin? She should be about ready to pop any moment now right?" Damien, one of his other close friends said.

"Yeah, next week will be the due date," Erik said with a smile. The chat was filled with congratulations from his supporters.

"Awe. Look at you all gushy and shit. Can't believe Stevens gonna be a daddy." Quan teased him as he rolled his eyes laughing. He was about to say something but he heard his wife scream out for him.

"E!" she yelled.

"Hold that thought y'all." he got up and ran downstairs to see his wife downstairs with four big boxes.

"Can you move two to the living room and the other two upstairs for me baby? I'ma get their swings set up. " she said sitting there with a smile on her face.

"What are these?" he asked looking at the boxes.

"The swings," she said still smiling.

"So you bought four of them?" he asked her as she sighed.

"No, two of them we got free with the sponsorship. The other two I did buy so we can have a setup and downstairs. Because apparently, the only bad review is that they are really heavy." she said matter-of-factly. "I'm kinda hungry can we order something?" she said rubbing her stomach.

Pregnancy brain.

"Mama, I told you I was ordering some of the ramen." she looked at him confused before realizing.

"Ugh, I forgot. I'm so slow," she said, face palming herself. "I keep forgetting stuff," she said, her eyes watering.

"No no no, it's okay baby. I know you don't mean to, I'll remember everything for you. Even if it's your social security number." he joked making her laugh.

"Please, I remember my social security number. 832-21-" she paused forgetting the last four. "Oh my god, I can't even remember my last four digits." she panicked. Erik cussed himself knowing he just made it worse. "I can't even remember my social security number. How am I expected to take care of two babies!"

"It's 9382. Don't worry my love. You will be okay, I promise." he grabbed her by the face, kissing her lips as she sighed. "I want you to relax, I'll take care of everything. I promise." he whispered. She nodded before waddling into the living room. After taking two of the boxes upstairs, he came back.

"Sorry, (Y/N) needed me again." he sighed. "For a pregnant lady, this girl is a freaking busybody. She is supposed to be on bed rest." he stated.

"Where is she going?" Chelsea asked.

"It's not where she's going. It's what she's doing. She can't sit down for the sake of her. I woke up last night to her re-organizing the twin's closet. For the third time. It was like two in the morning." he stated.

"That's wild." Damien chuckled.

"Huh," Chelsea said, coming to the realization of something. "What else?"

"She reorganized the cabinets in the kitchen, washed all of the baby stuff even though it's new, and been on a cleaning frenzy for like three days straight," he said.

"You sure she ain't got OCD?" Quan chuckled.

"She doesn't. Actually she's pretty messy but for the last week, it's like she needs everything to be cleaned." Erik replied.

"Erik, it sounds like she's nesting." Chelsea chuckled.

"The hell is that? She ain't no pigeon." Quan replied, making Erik chuckle.

"No you fucking dumbass." Chelsea rolled her eyes. "It's a natural instinct for mothers to want to get their home ready for the baby. It happens with humans and animals. That's why it is called nesting."

"I ain't gonna lie, that's kinda adorable," Damien stated.

Erik's interest peaked, he minimized the game window and opened Google to look at it. "Alright chat, let's learn some new shit," he said clicking the first link.

"So it says that they have an overwhelming desire to organize, clean, and prep for the baby's arrival. That makes a lot of sense." he chuckled.

"Yeah, it's a natural instinct. It's like an itch, she won't be able to stop until the twins are here." Chelsea told him. "It makes sense because she's due next week. When my sister was nesting, my mama told me that it was a sign that babies were about to come. So she might be going into labor within a couple of days. Just gotta roll with it man" Chelsea chuckled.

After the stream was done, he found himself downstairs, seeing her prepping the swings before looking at him.

"Oh, I was just getting the stuff prepared for you. I know-"

"It's okay. I know you can't help but get your hands dirty." he chuckled kissing her on the cheek. She looked at him confused.

"What's with the change of heart?" she asked in confusion.

"You're nesting." he expected her to know what it was, but the look still stayed on her face.

"I'm not a freaking bald eagle, the hell is nesting?" she asked as he chuckled.

"You have this urge to clean up, organize, do a bunch of stuff hands-on. It's called nesting. A sign that Thing 1 and Thing 2 are coming." he said rubbing her stomach. She thought about it.

"Makes sense. I have had this urge to reorganize the pantry also.."

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Bundle Of Joy | Tengen and his wives X fem Pregnant reader | PART 2 OF SWOLLEN

Warnings!: Sfw!, Home water birth, Nudity, fluff!

Parings!: Tengen Hinatsuru Suma Makio and fem reader

Y/N's POV: As im sitting in my rocking chair doing some casual online shopping for the nursery to prepare for the new baby, I suddenly see this cute newborn outfit as my eyes glimmer in awe. "Hina!" I call her from downstairs, "Yes? what do you need sweetheart? her eyebrows raise in interest. "Which color do you think i should ge-" Suddenly i feel water gush out of me, my eyes widen as panic takes over me. "Oh shit.." Hina curses under her breath, "TENGEN!!!!!!" Tengen downstairs on the couch, he sighs rolling his eyes thinking that one of his wives got into a disagreement. "What??" He yells back. "Y/N'S WATER BROKE COME QUICK!" Hina yells back down to him.

"Oh shit.. IM COMMING Y/N!" Tengen runs upstairs as Suma and Makio look at eachother as both of their eyes widen and their eyebrows furrow, coming from their room and are following not far behind Tengen. Tengen walks into the room, he carries Y/N bridal style downstairs into the living room setting her on the couch. "MAKIO! GO GET SHINOBU!" Tengen yells, Makio get's on the phone and calls Shinobu to come guide them of what to do as they all panic. "Okay.. Y/n im gonna need you to breathe in and out" Makio says, I nod."Okay.. Okay.." I squeeze my eyes shut as i feel a sharp pain washing over me intensely, I whimper due to being uncomfortable, embarassed, and overwhelemed by such feelings, also remembering what Makio said i start doing breathing techniques. Suma comes back with Shinobu panting hard gesturing that she ran all the way to her house. "Hey mama!" Shinobu says panting and rushing.

She reaches in her medical bag for a sethescope to listen to me and the babies heart. "Okay! it seems like shes going to go into labor in the next 24 hours, i hope you dont mind but i am going to have to stay here and make sure she gets through the birthing process well, considering.. i am the midwife." She smiles. Me and Tengen both nod, I groan at feeling another contraction. "Okay, Tengen please go get her a robe or something comfortable get pillows, blankets, ONLY water." Shinobu asks. "Okay ill be right back Y/N" he says as i nod. Makio and Hinatsuru starting to slowly calm down knowing proper aid is here, other than Suma's non-stop crying. "Are you okay babe?" Makio asks as she takes a step towards me to sit down and rub circle's into my tummy.

"I'm okay.. just uncomfortable." I say as i wince at another contraction. "Good" Makio nods at me kissing my cheek. "Im back with everything" Tengen says walking in. "here put this on" he says helping me stand up to take my clothes off and put on the white clean robe. Shinobu makes me special tea to soothe my nerves and to help with the pain. "Here.. I made you some tea it can help with the contractions.. i put some medicine in there too, be careful its hot." She says assuringly. "Thank you Shinobu i dont know what i'd do without your aid. I say smiling

Time Skip! "Tengen.. Please go run hot water in your master bathtub please." Shinobu asks Tengen, "Of course." He says running hot water into our master bathroom tub which has the biggest tub in the house. I start to cry as the contractions slowly get worse and worse each time knowing what time it is. "hey hey!, don't cry!" Suma says trying to calm me down. " OH yeah?! you're one to talk you moron!" Makio teasing Suma. "I wasnt even talking to you Makio!" I quickly grab Suma and Makio's hands, "Please dont argue like this, not at this time i really need the both of you.. ALL of you, im so scared i dont think i can do it" I confess as i start to cry. Makio and Suma both start "Shhh"-ing me trying to get the voices out of my head. "You're going to be great!, and you're going to be an AMAZING mom, WE are going to be amazing Mom's." Makio says, Suma nodding in agreement. "I love you guys.. thank you.. im so scared.. i really needed that" They start tearing up as they both take turns kissing me.

As i start to feel another contraction, "Y/N.. It's time" Shinobu says looking at me with determined eyes. "O-okay.." i say as Tengen and the girls rushing to my aid to help me stand up, Tengen picks me up bridal style and starts making his way over to the bathtub. I sit in the hot tub, not even caring or worrying about if its too hot or too cold. I look over to my side and see beautiful smelling melatonin candles lit, and there it is.. towels..blankets.. baby supplies.. medicine.. even a bassinet, only thing missing.. was the baby.

Tengen sitting behind me to give me support when i need it, with nothing but a robe and shorts Makio hina and Suma on the tile of the right side of me. "Okay.. Your cervix has dialated to 6 cenimeters, you ready to start pushing mama?" Shinobu asks looking up at me and Tengen. "m' scared.." as i reach for Tengen as He and Hinatsuru, suma are all holding me keeping me supported and comforting me, as Makio records this memory. "You ready? I know its gonna hurt but we have to get this baby outta you sweetheart" He says reassuringly "It will all be over before you know it, Mkay?" he says "I nod quickly at him and Shinobu"

"1,2,3 Okay.. Push.." She says as i make one push, I wince and groan in pain. I had stopped pushing as tears fall from my eyes, catching my breath and asking Suma to give me some water for some sort of "relief??" I calm down as i do another push.. "1,2,3 Push!" Shinobu screams as i Push with force, the babies head being halfway already out. "Okay.. There's the head!" Shinobu says excitedly as Tengen Suma Makio and Hinatsuru start grinning. "Ready for another one?, 1,2,3 PUSH!" She says as i push again. With one more push.. next thing i know is me groaning and breathing heavily as theres silence..

Wails can be heard.. The sound of a baby crying... OUR baby crying. Shinbou rushes to get the baby out of water and onto a towel as she starts rubbing the newborn up and down warming him up , drying him off. She takes a baby nasal and sucks up the mucus from his mouth ears and nose. "Hi baby boy!" she says cooingly at the baby to try?? and soothe him. She wraps him up in a towel and hands him back to me. "Oh my god.. hi!?" i say out of breath, as i lean my head against Tengens stomach leaning back.. I see hes crying. "Y/N.. You did.. such a flamboyant job!" I look over to see Hinatsuru, Makio, and Suma all weeping, all of the girls kiss me and give me hugs as Tengen is watching trying to make it seem like he isnt crying, as Shinobu watches in awe.

"Welcome to the world, little Bundle Of Joy."

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The Reaper and the Death Angel Part 51

Looks like I'm back on track, I'm very happy with this chapter.

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Part 50

Contains: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, drug driving, injury to a child, follow the plot of 5x07-5x08 loosely

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Gemma loses the last bit of good will.

Gemma didn't know why she was in that hotel room or why she decided to spend the night with a man she didn't know, what she did know was that having her car stolen after getting black out drunk was going to mean that she would be back to not being alone to spend time with Abel again.

She wondered what Nero would say, things were going well with him but they had never had a conversation about getting serious, but she called him anyway, hoping he would understand, hoping he wouldn't tell Jax what had just happened.

****

"What is it?"

Jax was making a ruckus throwing on his clothes, "That was Nero, Gemma's had her car stolen, at a no tell motel."

You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes, "I guess she's not better, was she with someone?"

Jax shrugged, "no idea, I'm about to find out."

You climbed out of bed, "I'll head into the lab early, maybe get a post or two done and then I'll come home and pack. Go easy on her Jax, she's going through a lot."

Jax huffed, "she has been given chance after chance to pull her shit together, this has to stop before she gets someone hurt."

You nodded, "see how she is when you get there, is she's sober she can have Abel while we leave, if not, Wendy can take him and she doesn't get another chance until all this shit with Clay is over and done with."

Jax sighed then walked up to where you were sitting on the end of the bed and leaned down to kiss you, "alright, but if she's still drunk she's done."

You nodded, "that's fair. I Love you Jax, please be safe."

"Love you too darlin."

****

Gemma's heart dropped when she heard the bikes, she could see the look on Jax's face as they walked up to her with Nero in tow, Bobby and Tig went off to talk to the manager while the other went to speak to Gemma. When they got within speaking distance, Gemma leaned in close to Nero to talk to him, "if I wanted them to come I would have called them."

Jax did his best to stay calm, "what the hell happened?"

"I cashed here last night and someone stole my Caddy."

Jax wasn't buying it, "someone?" He went looking around the hotel room and returned with a bottle of white liquid "since when do you drink banana vodka?"

Nero was kinda as they stood around her waiting for the truth, "what happened?"

"I woke up to take a piss and he stole my wallet and my SVU. I don't remember his name."

Jax tried to suppress his disgust, "Jesus Christ, who are you."

She walked away upset, Nero going to comfort her, "this is why I called you, because I don't need that shit."

Jax took a deep breath and walked up to Nero, "I'm sorry you got pulled into this, she's a Goddamn train wreck."

"She still your mother ese, respect that. You know, she's caught between a husband she hates and a kid she thinks hate her. Women like your mum, Jax, they don't do so good without family. Hmm, go easy." Nero left to take a call and Tig and Bobby came back with nothing, but when Nero hung up he had a determined look on his face.

"My guys found the Escalade, and the dude is still there." With one last glance at his mother, Jax left.

****

"Y/n said I'm not allowed to let you go back to work."

Ima's hands were on her hips, there was no way Sam was going to win this, "come on baby, you know I'll be alright."

Ima rolled her eyes, "no, we need to start planning the nursery anyway."

Sam smiled, "alright beautiful but only because I know you're more loyal to my sister than me and you'd call her if I went to work."

Ima smiled, "damn right I would."

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"Ahhhh, y/n, Clay Morrow is at the door for you, do you want me to let him in?"

You rubbed your face, "yeah, walk him in please, and don't go anywhere, he won't be here for long." Travis escorted Clay in and sat down watching him while he tried to speak to you.

"What do you want?"

He shrugged, "Juice is here with your intern, I thought I'd tell you what you needed to hear rather than sit in the van."

You shook your head, "why do you still have to O2? You're breathing fine."

He huffed, "doc says I still need it for a little while. Does he need to be here?"

You waved your hand, "yes, now hurry up and say what you need to say so I can get on with my life."

"I know you're not going to take this well but I also know you can listen to reason. Jax can't run this Club, in the last few months your brother has been shot and Charming is at risk, you need to tell him to step down." You kept your face neutral despite the urge to shoot him in the head.

"You really think I have that much pull over him? And let's be honest Mr Morrow, we both know that this isn't on Jax. He's done more for the Club and for Charming since he's taken over than you had in twenty years. Now kindy fuck off, before you put your foot in it and I start looking at your motivations a bit closer."

You turned to Travis, "get rid of him, please."

Travis stood up to his full height, "with pleasure, you want me to bar him from now on?"

You shook your head, "don't make it any harder on Juice, he can sit outside and wait for me to come out if he wants to talk from now on." Clay walked out and Travis looked at you through his peripheral vision, smiling as you shook the recorder by your side, Clay was getting worried and it was showing.

****

Jax felt a strange anger when he found out what Gemma's one night stand did for a living, you would probably tell him that he was a sociopath who didn't care and felt nothing for the women he hurt but your calming voice in his head did little to quell the building rage as he got on his bike the chase after the man.

As the bikes gained on the torn apart car, Jax thought about what he was going to do to the man when he caught him, he didn't have to think for too long because he was jumping out of the car and shooting at them before running away into a patch of bush by the side of the road. Jax was on his in seconds, throwing his fists into the man's face while Chibs tried to pull him away.

"I'm good, let me crack this piece of shit."

Nero stood next to Chibs to block the man from Jax's view, "you want to be on the five o'clock news. Take what's yours. Let's get out of here."

Jax did his best to reign in his rage as he stalked up to the man, "I should kill you for what you did to my mother."

He got a bit of sick satisfaction at the fear in the man's eyes, "that makes sense. But you're not going to do that right?"

"Not today. Check his pockets." Chibs went through them and handed the money to Jax, the man's protest going unheard. He walked off in a huffed, Nero threatening him one last time before they mounted their bikes and drove off.

****

"Jax's has got to go, I don't care how you do it but get rid of him. He's leaving tonight to spend some time at the cabin with his bitch, do it then."

Gogo swallowed, "you want us to take him out?"

Clay shook his head, "nah, hire someone from the outside, make it look like a beef. I have another job for you three."

Clay sounded so angry, "what?" Franky didn't know where this was going, only that Clay was going off the rails.

"I need to to scare my old lady, she drives home the same way every night, she needs to know that pimp can't look after her like I can."

Greg's eyes went wide, "so what, you want us to run her off the road?"

Clay shook his head, "I didn't say that, just give her a reason to think that Jax can't keep Charming safe."

"Fine, but this better get you back at the head of the table, we can't just off Jax and get away with it without you running things, especially is y/n gets in the Club's ear."

Clay felt his blood pressure rise, "don't worry, once the little prince is dead, you can get rid if her too."

****

"Hello my love, to what do owe I your call?"

Jax chuckled, "my mum was sober when we got there, we got her car back too. I think she should be alright to take Abel."

You rubbed your face, "ok, I have a few more things to do here then I'll be done."

Jax sounded tired, "I'm going to have Tig go up with you, make sure you're safe."

You sighed, "alright, I can look after myself but I know it will ease your worry so I'll agree. I'll air the place out and make dinner, how long before you get there?"

"About two hours after you, thank you for being so patient."

You smiled, "I love you Jackson."

You could hear the smirk in his voice, "I love you too darlin."

****

Jax watched Gemma head into the office after talking to Nero, he took a deep breath and followed her, sitting down on the couch and readying himself for the oncoming conversation. "I'm sorry I embarrassed you."

Jax waved his hand, "It's ok. You and y/n, she's really trying mum."

Gemma nodded, "I know. I know she is, if I was her I wouldn't let me anywhere near Abel." Jax was a little shocked at her self awareness.

"What's going on with you mum?"

Gemma's face fell, "when my Thomas died, I did the worse thing a mother could do, I made you make up for the love he couldn't give me anymore. I'm sorry Jackson, I'm sorry that I've always been too much."

Jax ran his hands over his hair, "when he died, I felt so bad."

Gemma did her best to comfort him, "I know baby."

Jax shook his head, "it wasn't because he was dead, it was because I'd have you all to myself. I knew how wrong that was"

When Jax, filled with shame at his jealousy of your relationship with Sam brought this up to you, you hugged him and told him it wasn't his fault that he felt like Gemma didn't have love enough for both of them. At first, he was offended that you had suggested something so horrible but the more he thought about it, the more he realised that growing up, he felt like his mother didn't have space in her heart for everyone.

"I love you mum, and we're going to get through all of this, I promise." Jax stood up and pulled his mother into his arms for a hug, Jax didn't know what to do, all he knew was that things needed to change.

****

"You all packed?"

You nodded, "I just got to get the cool stuff in the cooler, you're staying for dinner at the cabin right?"

Tig smiled, "you want me there?"

You nodded again, "I do, I realise that you and I have serious fundamental issues but we can't let them stew. I have yet to make up my mind about you, which has never happened before, so I'm trying to like you, not only for Jax and the Club but so there's no bad blood between us."

"I don't know what to say."

You took a deep breath, "don't say anything, just deal with your personality problems that got us to this place originally."

Tig knew what you were talking about, you thought he was a coward and in many ways, you were right, "I'm trying."

You smiled, "I know, that's why we're having this conversation."

You looked around, "alright, I'm ready to go."

You handed Tig the cooler, "right on time, I'll text Jax before we leave." You nodded, "how did today go?"

Tig shrugged, "we got Gemma's car back and Clay didn't make a scene, I think we got off easy."

You sigh, "yeah, has Clay stirred the pot about these home invasions? I know he's been sowing the seeds of doubt."

"Yeah, he has. Why do you ask?"

You thought for a moment before giving an honest answer, "because he's the only one who has anything to gain from them. Not only does it make Jax look weak and unable to lead but it makes Charming look unsafe without him at the head of the table."

Tig went pale, "he's behind this?"

He huffed, "shit, who's doing the dirty work?"

You titled your head, "who's been absent every time something goes wrong?"

"The nomads, do you have proof?"

You nodded, "bootprints, fingerprints and a bug in his house. Would you like to hear him admit everything?"

Tig blinked, "who else knows?"

You smiled sadly at his tone, "Jax, Sam, Opie, Bobby and Happy, Clay sent the Nomads to Happy's house to go after his mum and aunt."

Tig swallowed, "Sam?"

You nodded, "Greg pulled the trigger."

"Why are you telling me this now?"

Your smile turned a little nasty, "because I needed to know if you were involved before I was alone with you, far away from help. Don't worry, you passed."

He snorted, "gee thanks. Let me guess, you want me to act like I know nothing?"

You nodded, "unless you want to run a foul of the CIA."

"I hear you."

****

Gemma knew she shouldn't be smoking before she took Abel home, but after her conversation with Jax she couldn't calm down. Stopping by Unser's and talking to him had helped a lot but the last few days had made everything so much worse, between getting her car stolen and Clay trying to worm his way back into her life, she felt lost. Nevertheless, she stamped out her joint and headed T-M to bring Abel back home with her, grateful she had been given more time with him even after last night.

When Gemma got to T-M, Abel jumped into her arms and hugged her, "grandma, I missed you."

Gemma pressed a kiss to his little cheek, "I miss you too, are you ready to go?" Abel nodded, and Gemme buckled him in, driving off with the radio blaring. Had she been sober, she might has picked up on the dark van following her.

As she drove down the road, she grew tired, the loud music barely keeping her awake. It was the sound of a horn blaring that shook her eyes open, the van came up fast and almost bumped the back of the car, the wheels screeching as her car shifted. She managed to right the car before the next wave came, and then another, then the van pulled away. Just as she thought it was over, the van was back and this time, she didn't have to reflexes to correct the swerve.

The tree came fast and hard, then there was nothing.

****

"You might as well come inside and help me sort this place out."

Tig didn't look impressed, "Tragger, I'm not a child, no one's going to come up on us without me hearing it, and let's be honest, I'll be protecting you."

Tig shook his head with a smile, "you're kind of mean."

You huffed, "am I lying?"

He rolled his eyes, "no, but it makes me feel inadequate."

You handed Tig and knife and slid him the cutting board, "good for you, please chop the carrots."

He did as you asked, "what are you making?"

You washed your hands and turned on the oven, "baked skin on chicken breast with veggies."

Tig licked his lips, "yum, I'm glad I said yes to your invite."

Before you could say more, your mobile rang. It was a fast conversation, "we need to leave right now. Jax and the guys have just been attacked on their way here." You and Tig raced out of the cabin, when he got to his bike, you practically pulled him away, "is that thing bullet proof?" He didn't answer as he climbed into the passenger seat and you drove off.

It didn't take long for you to get to the scene. Jax and Chibs were by the road, their bikes nowhere to be seen. You ran up to them and grabbed Jax's face in your hands, "what the hell happened?"

Jax looked so angry, "are either of you hurt? Let me check you." You ran your hands over Jax then Chibs, then Jax was putting and hand on your upper back and leading you into the bushes.

"A van came out of nowhere and someone started shooting, we managed to down this guy before the van drove off."

Tig turned to you and you gave him a knowing look, "he's black?"

You nodded, "yeah, my guess is someone's getting worried we're on to them and wants to throw us off."

Chibs blinked, "why am I getting the feeling that I've been left out of the loop."

You took a deep breath, "load the body into the truck, Jax can explain to you what I just told Tig."

Jax glanced at you, "I've called the others, Bobby's on his way."

You shook your head, "we have a problem, the shells on the road are for cop killers, they were planning on killing both of you." It didn't take long for the four of you to return to the cabin, Jax downloading Chibs from the front seat while Chibs and Tig sat in the back.

When they got the body inside, you all stood around the corpse, "check his tats."

They pulled up his sleeves, "a few prisons tats, Black Nation."

You nodded, "we need to get an ID." Before you could go outside to get the fingerprint scanner, Jax was producing a fire axe. With two violent swings, the stranger's hands were off his body.

"What are you doing Jackson?"

He puffed on his cigarette, "take one to Pope, have him ID the prints. I want affiliations, who he works for, everything."

You threw your hands up in the air, "I'm going to get an ID now so we don't have to send hands to anyone."

You left to get the kit and your laptop from the car while the others waited, "who's the other one for?"

Jax glared at the body, "Unser. Same request" You returned and knelt by the body.

"Why Unser?"

Boddy huffed, "because if he's working with Clay he'll lie about it."

You shook your head and pressed a dismember hand to the screen, "Charles Turner, pretty standard rap sheet, more time inside than out."

Before you could say more, Hale's ringtone pulled you away, "I'm sorry, I need to take this." You could tell something was wrong by the way Hale sounded, his voice was shaking and there were sirens screaming in the background. It was like your brain was stuck in mud, car crash, Abel badly hurt.

You came racing out, the body on the floor still there but out of your mind, "we have to go."

Jax knew something was wrong, he had never heard that tone in your voice, "what happened?"

You were already at the door, "it's my baby."

****

Jax wanted to throw up, after getting authorisation from Hale to travel under lights and sirens you slammed on the gas and drove like a mad woman, all Jax could do was hold on while you worked the old mustang like a high performance race car. "Did he say anything else?"

You shook your head as you ran the red light, "there was no paint on the back of the car and Gemma said someone was trying to hit her. I have a very bad feeling Jax."

"What?"

You took a deep breath, you were close to St Thomas but it felt like a million miles away, "Clay wouldn't put her at risk and he wouldn't risk breaking her heart by killing Abel, if he's ordered this, he would have told them not to hurt her."

Jax was catching up slowly, "so the only reason she would have crashed is because she wasn't sober."

Your eyes never left the road, "we're about to find out."

Sam and Ima were already at the hospital when you go there, Sam putting a hand on your face to slow your racing mind, Ima had clearly been crying, "I've already signed to consent papers, the surgeons are looking after him now. You can go through and be there if you want."

You rubbed your face, "go, it's alright." Seconds later, a nurse was coming to take to you and Jax back to the cardiac OR.

Abel was already out when you got there, Jax watching from behind the glass while he shifted from foot to foot, "Jesus, how long does this take?"

You took a deep breath, "they run the wire from his femoral artery up to his heart, thirty minutes at most if this is the fix."

Jax's eyes went wide, "and if it isn't?"

You shook your head, "we'll know soon." You looked at the monitor, "it looks like it's working, it's going to be ok my love."

"Like this kid hasn't been through enough shit."

Jax wouldn't stop moving, "this is on Gemma, if she was drunk or high I swear to God Jax."

Jax turned to you, his expression becoming angry, "I know, I know."

You grabbed Jax's hand as they went to deliver the shock and Jax felt you relax, "it worked, he's fine." Jax pulled you into his arms, resting his cheek on the top of your head, "we should go check on Gemma, they need to stitch him up, we don't need to see that."

On the way to the room, you stopped by a nurses cart and looked around, Jax slowing to watch you as you swiped a syringe, "what are you doing?"

You huffed, "testing a theory."

Clay was waiting when you got to the room, "fuck off."

He didn't move, "if you don't get the fuck out of this room right now you'll be happy you're in a hospital." The noise was waking Gemma, so you stepped closer to Clay, "I don't want to traumatise her anymore, get out." Maybe it was the expression on your face or the way Jax was standing behind you but Clay got up and left with a glare.

When Clay was out of view, you screwed the syringe into her IV and drew some blood before capping it and dropping it into your pocket. Gemma woke up soon after, looking around with worry. "Abel?"

You swallowed, "is in the peds ward. He had an irregular heartbeat due to the crash and needed a Cardiac Catheterisation, he's fine now."

That didn't ease her worry, "he was bleeding." you were trying to be gentle but Jax wasn't having it.

"What happened, were you drunk?"

Gemma looked at you and you crossed your arms over your chest, "there was no paint on the car Gem and you're a good driver, being run off the road in a car your size isn't that easy."

She shook her head, "no, I almost got away but a truck came out of nowhere just after the van pulled off, I was too busy pulling away from the van to see it."

"Jesus Christ, did you get a look at them?"

She blinked, "the van was dark brown, that's all I could see."

You pulled Gemma into a hug, all your worries forgotten, "I'm so glad you were the one driving, all Abel had was a cut on his head, that's where the blood came from, he's ok."

You saw her relax, "when can I see him?"

You smiled softly, "he's still asleep but you can see him when he wakes up." She smiled, "thank you."

"I'm just happy you're both ok." Before you could say more, Unser arrived.

Jax left to talk to him while you headed to Abel's room. In the hallway, you met up with Holt, who had come for moral support, "how's your boy?"

You shrugged, "he's fine. I need a favour."

Holt nodded, "anything."

You reached into your pocket, "test this blood for me, I need to know if there's anything in it."

Holt's eyes went wide, "you think Abel's grandmother was under the influence?"

"I don't know, but I want to find out."

****

Sam and Ima had wandered into Abel's room before you, "you guys doing alright?"

Ima wiped her face, "these guys have to go."

You had never heard her so angry, "I know, we're working on it, you didn't answer my question."

Sam sighed, "we're alright, the baby too, it's just been a long few weeks."

"You should go home and rest, the last thing we need is you back here because of an infection."

Sam shook his head, "I'll stay until Abel wakes up." You didn't argue, instead you pulled up a chair and waited for Jax to return.

Bobby walked in soon after, "Jax went to see Pope, Unser came through, we can trust him."

You sighed, "we better settle in, it's going to be a long day."

Just as you were getting comfortable, Wendy arrived, "what happened?"

You shrugged, "looks like road rage, Hale thinks it was random."

You readied yourself for a fight, "but Abel and Gemma are ok?"

You nodded, "fine, if you think you can…."

She cut you off, "I'm not going to use this against you, you've let me into Abel's life, the last thing I want to do is hurt that by pulling something at a time like this."

You were taken aback, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have jumped to that."

She waved her hand, "it's understandable, I came back into Abel's life when things were rough for you. I just want to be here with him."

You swallowed, "stay for as long as you like, I'm not sure when he's going to wake up."

She nodded, "where's Jax?"

You looked at Sam, "Club business, Gemma managed to get a look at the van, he's gone looking for it."

She huffed, "let's hope he gets to him before Hale does."

****

"The hand belonged to Charles Truner, Tyler's LaRoy's number two, he has the info on all his known associates. How's your boy?"

Jax shrugged, "alive."

Pope smiled, "and your old lady."

Jax huffed, "out for blood, she's not going to rest until these people are dead."

Pope nodded, "if someone went after my daughter, I want the same thing. The CIA are very nervous Jackson, they want to know if I'm still on board even with your… internal issues."

"Are you?"

Jax chose to ignore that Pope was aware of the Nomads, "of course, they assured me that their asset was dealing with the matter, I'm guessing that's still your future wife?"

Jax nodded, "yeah, I'm not happy she's had to jump back in, neither is she but the work's got to be done"

Pope chuckled and the tone changed, "August will help you if you need men, we don't want people who go after small children and elderly women in out ranks Jackson, you have free reign to deal with this how you see fit."

Jax heard the message loud and clear, get rid of them.

****

"I told you to scare her, not run her off the road. How did you not know Abel was in the back?"

Greg rubbed his aching face, "she was already all over the place when we pulled up on her, it's not our fault she was on something."

Clay shook his head, "that bitch isn't going to think that, she's going to boil us all alive if she finds out were the ones behind the attack."

Gogo huffed, "I don't know Clay, she seems harmless to me."

Clay's face turned cruel, "that's what everyone thinks. She's a fucking viper, if you piss her off, you'll be dead before you know what hit you."

Franky wasn't worried, "you said it yourself Clay, once Jax is gone, she's next."

****

Nero walked into Gemma's room, Chucky leaving with a smile. When they were alone, she started to cry, "hey, it's gonna be alright."

She shook her head, "I was stoned driving Abel. I lied about a truck, I couldn't swing the car around fast enough. I thought I'd be alright, I drive high all the time. I just didn't want to miss my chance with them."

"It's going to be ok baby, it's ok."

Gemma knew he was lying, "no, it's not. y/n isn't going to care, if I had been sober, I would have gotten away from the van, she'd know that."

Nero sighed, "she's a good girl, I'm sure she'll understand."

Gemma swallowed, "no she won't, she's been telling everyone to watch their backs, it was worse than getting her child hurt, I couldn't protect him because I was high, she and Jax are never going to forgive me if they find out."

"That will come back Gemma, you know how that shit works, you got to get in front of it. Tell them the truth."

A knock from Chucky broke the conversation, then Clay was rounding the corner and walking through the door. "I need to step out, my bowels very loose in situations like this."

Nero smiled, "well on that note. I'll check in on you."

Clay followed Nero, "I'll walk you out." Clay has grown bold since the crash, "whatever it is between you and my wife, it's over."

"Maybe we should let her make that call."

Clay shook his head, "I know you and Jax are tight and the Club appreciates your pussy salvation but make no mistake, you get in my way with Gemma, I'll kill you."

Nero didn't flinch, "don't worry, mano, I don't make mistakes, not like you."

****

Abel was still asleep when Holt came back from the lab, you waved him inside and he sat down, handing you an envelope, "where's Jax?

You shrugged, "finding the guys that tried to kill him and Chibs, what did you find?"

His face told you what you needed to know, "I went back to the scene, the only tire tracks were from Gemma's car and the van, and I had Angela look at CCVT on the road, no trucks entered any of the exits to the highway at the time of the crash. She lied, to what extent isn't for me to say, your answer is in there."

He patted your leg, "I'm sorry, I've bought in one of your backups, take as much time off as you need."

Without another word, he left. Sam clenched his jaw, "I'm gonna see what's going on out there."

He got up and left, taking his rage with him, "are you going to look at the tox screen?" Sam wasn't the only one who sounded angry, Ima wasn't happy with her and you could understand why.

"When Jax gets back."

Ima grabbed your hand, "if she was on something, I'm not letting her near my baby, ever."

"I know, I don't blame you."

****

Jax felt lost, sure he had got the guy who tried to kill him and Chibs but it left him with more questions than answers, either Gemma lied and there was no van or worse, the Nomads went after his family themselves. At least they had Franky on the hook, Jax just had to find a way to explain everything to you, without you going over the Club's head and killing them yourself.

****

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

Clay huffed, "I hate hospitals."

Juice nodded, you had sent him back to the Clubhouse for that very reason. "I can't find anything on anyone, I asked around, The Mayans are doing some digging but I think we're still in the dark."

Clay knew something was going on, "anything you need to tell me." Juice shook his head, "no, why?"

Clay smiled, Juice's tone told him he was on the right track, "well, Roosevelt was pressing you pretty hard when we got out."

Juice shrugged, "yeah, I guess."

"Why just you?"

Juice was getting worried, "I don't know."

Clay's voice got higher, he was trying to seem like he wasn't digging, "I think you do."

Juice huffed, "he's just an asshole cop."

Clay shoved Juice down as he went to stand up, "what's he know Juice?"

Juice felt his heart race, "nothing."

Clay wasn't buying it, "don't lie to me."

Juice swallowed, "I'm not."

Clay leaned in close, "hey, you can tell me the truth son."

"Please Clay, I can't."

Got you.

"You've got no choice. Tell me Juice."

Juice took a deep breath, "my father, he's black. Roosevelt tried to use him to get me to rat but…"

Clay smiled, "but y/n already knew and lied for you."

Juice nodded, "yeah. She told me she'd take it to her grave."

Clay felt like rubbing his hands together, he had Juice right where he wanted him, "I'm the one who set the Nomads in motion."

Juice wasn't shocked, "what happens now?"

Clay smiled, "you keep my secret, I keep yours." Juice nodded, the moment Clay was gone, he was going right to you.

****

"You should take your wife home."

Sam shook his head softly, Ima had fallen asleep against his shoulder hours ago, "nah, she's getting this weird pregnant lady strength, I'm worried she'd kill me."

Jax huffed, "yeah, I can see her doing that. Has Abel been awake?"

Sam shook his head, "for like a minute an hour ago. y/n just went to take a call, she'll be back in a bi…. speak of the devil, are you ears burning?" You rolled your eyes as you walked in and kissed Jax's cheek.

"Did you get the guys?"

Jax nodded, "only the ones that went after us, my guess is the Nomads were the ones that went after Gemma."

The envelope was burning a hole in your pocket, "Jax, I have something to tell you and you're not going to like it."

Jax crossed his arms over his chest, "what?"

You took a deep breath, "there was no sign of a truck Jax, the only treads that were there were Gemma's car and van's, traffic cameras show the roads in and out of the highway were free of trucks too."

You reached into your pocket, "I have the drug test, I figure we ask Gemma once more before we open it."

Jax looked at the white paper in your hand, "Sam, take Ima home, she doesn't need to stress if this goes wrong, and neither do you. The last thing we need is you popping a stitch."

Sam smiled sadly, "sure brother, call us when Abel's up and we'll come back." When Sam woke Ima, he didn't give her the chance to protest before he was taking her home.

"Thank you for that."

Jax swallowed, "you're not the only one worried about the stress on Ima and her baby y/n, let's not talk about it anymore."

Jax sat you down, his eyes still on the paper in your hand, "you wanna look?"

Jax huffed, "not really."

You handed it to him, "we don't have to but Jax, if she can't protect Abel because she's using drugs, we can't let her near him."

Jax rubbed his face, "I know."

Before he could say more, Juice came in looking like he had seen a ghost, "what's wrong Juicy?"

"I need to talk to you, alone."

Jax's eyebrows rose, "it's alright my love, I'll be back soon." You got up and followed Juice into a quiet hallway, "what's going on Juice?"

Juice was almost hyperventilating, "Clay knows about the black thing."

You did your best not to react, "he's not going to tell anyone Juice, he won't get anything out of it."

Juice was still panicked, "he's given you an assurance, hasn't he?"

He nodded, "let me guess, he's behind the Nomads?"

Juice's eyes went wide, "yeah, how did you know?"

You smiled, "I've been lying, the bootprints were a match to Greg and I have fingerprints on the shells from the bullets that hit Sam. Jax, Opie, Bobby, Happy, Chibs and Sam already know all the details, we're telling people as we need to. I'm still working on Galen so we can't risk this getting out."

Juice relaxed, "what do I do?"

You smiled, "you come clean Juice, if it goes wrong, then I can get you out of the country and with a new identity in hours. Then I'm talking Abel and leaving his father because there is no way I will let my child be raised by a racist."

Juice blinked, "you would really leave Jax over this?"

You nodded, "in a heartbeat. Now let me make some calls and then we're going to put this to bed."

Ten minutes later, you were returning to Juice with a smile, "it's all set, if shit goes wrong, I have a plane waiting to take you to where ever you want to go. You ready?"

Juice gave a nod, "alright how do you want to do this?"

Juice took a deep breath, "can I get Chibs here?"

You smiled, "sure, how about we do it at my place, a little later, that way no one's worrying about Abel?"

Juice nodded, "that sounds good, what are you going to tell Jax?"

You shrugged, "that you need to tell him something later on and he better be ok about it if he ever wants to see me again."

He stopped you, "maybe it can wait until tomorrow? I don't want make things worse."

You nodded, "of course, you wanna come in and spend some time with Abel?"

Juice shook his head, "nah, it will just make things harder."

****

"Mummy, my head hurts."

You shot up off Jax's shoulder, almost knocking him in the head on the up, "hey little man, I'll go get a nurse to have a look." You ran out of the room and came back in record time, Jax having climbed into bed next to him.

The nurse cleaned his cut and gave him some pain meds, "you feeling a bit better now?"

Abel nodded and rubbed his face, "yes." You waved Jax over and lay down opposite to Jax so Abel was in the middle, "is grandma ok?"

Jax smiled, "yeah, little man, she's ok. Do you remember anything?"

Abel nodded, "grandma's car went funny, then she hit something."

"Did you see a big truck in front of you?"

Abel shook his head, "no, there was a big car behind us."

You looked at Jax, "we need to look at those results Jackson."

He took a deep breath, "just a little bit longer, I want to enjoy the peace while it lasts."

****

When you left the room to get coffee, the Nomads were standing around, if you didn't know any better, you'd think they felt guilty, "have you found anything?"

Franky shook his head, "nah, but we're still looking. We're gonna find the guys that went after your family."

You smiled and placed a hand on his shoulder, "thank you for everything, you've been such a help to Jax and the Club."

The looks they shared made it clear that you had lulled them into a false sense of security, it wouldn't be long now they made another slip up.

****

"That's your fourth coffee, you doing ok?"

You rubbed your face, "my head's acting up, I'll be alright."

Jax made a face, "go home, Abel's going to be asleep most of the night anyway."

You shook your head, "we need to talk to Gemma first."

The envelope was still in your pocket, "I know, do you think she lied about that too?"

You shrugged, "for as much as Holt tries to be stonefaced, he loves Abel, his reaction pretty much told me what's in it."

Jax nodded, "yeah, I know, he called me to apologise."

You huffed, "he's a good man, despite the fact that he thinks we show too much affection towards each other in public."

Jax chuckled, "because he shakes Kevin's hand when they meet up for lunch."

You giggled, "yeah. Don't knock it, that could be us in ten years."

Jax shook his head, "I can't wait."

Knock Knock

It was Nero, Jax got up and let him in, "what's going on man?"

Nero swallowed, "can I talk you outside for a minute?" Jax left with a nod, his hand lingering on your cheek. They walked to an empty hallway and Nero stopped, "Gemma lied about the truck coming at her."

Jax snarled, "I know."

Nero's face remained calm, "what are you going to do."

Jax huffed, "she almost killed my kid."

"So what pres, you're gonna beat the shit out of your mother, hasn't that been done enough by your family."

Jax shook his head, walking away in a rage, "she's your problem now."

Jax returned and the conversation turned back to the tox screen but as you reached into your pocket, Gemma walked in, "maybe we ask her first."

Jax stood up, his face going hard, "are you going to tell her gonna tell her or am I."

Gemma stopped in her tracks, "I love him so much."

You stood up and walked next to Jax, reaching into your pocket, "this is a drug screen, I don't want to have to get my answers from this."

She glared at you, "you ran a drug test on me?"

"Yes, I did, there were no treads from a truck Gemma, and there was no paint on your car, there has to be a reason you lost control."

She crossed her arms over her chest, "why haven't you opened it?"

You huffed, "because I want to give you the chance to come clean." Jax stepped closer, putting himself between her and Abel.

"There was no truck, I was driving high and couldn't right the car after the van pulled away. I just didn't want to miss my chance with Abel." Rage, all you felt was white hot rage, you understood what Frank meant when he told you there's no anger on earth like the anger you feel to someone who hurts your child.

"I'll be back in a moment." You walked out, heading right towards the guys, "can someone please take the gun off my hip."

You raised your arms and Chibs walked over, lifting your shirt and taking the gun out of its holster, "why?"

You took a deep breath, "because Gemma was high when she got into the car with Abel and I don't want to do anything I might regret." You walked back into the room, your shirt over your belt showing the missing gun, a brief look of fear coming over Jax's face.

"I love you Gemma, I really do but you're done, you don't call, see or come near my child until you can be trusted to keep them safe. Driving high is one unforgivable thing, but driving high while our enemies are hunting us is another. You've done more than just get into the car when you shouldn't have, you've failed to protect my child when I handed him over to you for just that."

She stood there, her eyes growing wet, "Jax can get your key and we'll be changing the alarm codes, you won't be getting a new one for a very long time. You should stay away from me until you've got whatever's going on in your head sorted because I don't trust myself around you right now. Now please, get out of my sight."

Jax relaxed when she left, "thank you for not killing her."

His eyes were still stuck on your empty holster, "had we not been in public, I would have."

****

You and Jax left the hospital late, having left Opie and Kip to stay with Abel. As you climbed out of the shower and crawled into Jax's open arms, you took a deep breath to drop the next bomb, "Juice and Chibs will be here in the morning, Juice has some things he needs to talk to you about."

Jax's eyebrows furrowed, "it's not my place to say anything Jax, just leave it be until the morning."

Jax sighed, "do you ever regret moving here?"

You shook your head, "not for a single second, this will all work itself out Jax. Let your mum get over Clay and get her shit together, maybe spending some time away with Nero will get her back to her old self."

Jax huffed, "how are you so forgiving."

You smiled sadly, "because she's your mother and you love her, I want nothing more than to put a bullet in her brain but I love her too and killing her would just cause more pain. I won't stay angry at her forever, I just need time so I don't look at her and see my father's face staring back at me."

Jax huffed, "I would have let you shoot her."

You nodded, "I know, that's why I got rid of the gun."

Jax swallowed, "how long before we can bring Clay and the Nomads to the table?"

You shrugged, "Galen in back in two days, I'll know after that. Vance has already greenlit him, once the Irish are squared away he's even more of a dead man than he is now. As for the Nomads, they have no idea we're onto them."

Jax went to reply, but Ima was knocking on the door. You invited her in and she sat in the bed next to you, "I have an idea, can I talk to you in private?"

Jax didn't protest, waving his hand as you went to leave the room with Ima in tow, "don't get up, I need a drink anyway."

Jax left, shutting the door on his way out, "what's your idea?"

She smiled, "you're not going to like it, but I think it's going to end things."

Part 52

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Baby On Board

Fandom: Marvel (CEO AU)

Pairing: Chubby!Bucky x F!Reader

Summary: You and Bucky are expecting a child. It was unplanned, but not unwelcome. You're into your second trimester and feeling shitty. All you do is send a "Baby Mama" update to Bucky and he comes running.

A/N: Based off this tiktok.

You wake up with a groan. Bucky's Egyptian cotton sheets pool around your frame. You give a gentle caress to your growing belly. You sigh and murmur out, "Good morning, baby bean." Your usual morning greetings to your growing baby isn't joyous. Today, for some reason, you feel like crap. You hope that as soon as you get up, take a shower, and eat breakfast, that feeling goes away.

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3 hours later, you still like this.

On Bucky's lunch he ends up facetiming you, "Hello, my beautiful baby mama. Got an update of baby bean for me?" You let out a deep sigh and Bucky immediately asks, "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

You sit up from bed, "I just feel like shit today, honestly. I mean, baby bean seems fine still. Kicking my bladder and whatnot, but, I think it's just a bad day for me. I don't feel...right. Ya know?"

"I'm coming home," he says immediately.

"Buck, no! You've been so busy at work and-"

"And Sam will understand that you and baby bean need me. I'm taking the rest of the day off to be with you two."

"Bucky.."

"How about this, you get dressed and we'll go clothes shopping for baby bean."

You can't help but chuckle, "We already have so many clothes from Becca and your mom and-"

"But we didn't pick them. They did. We can continue looking for stuff for the nursery too."

"Fine. Fine. I'll get ready."

"Atta girl. I'll see you in ten, okay?"

You nod and blow a kiss to him, "You're the best baby daddy, you know that?"

"And you're the best baby mama. Okay. I gotta wrap up stuff here and I'll see you in a bit."

"Okay. Love you."

"I love you too. Bye."

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Bucky picked you up and immediately brought you to the mall where you two would be shopping.

You two walked hand in hand on the first floor. You saw a children's clothes shop and immediately pulled Bucky along with you.

"Oh my gosh! Bucky look!" you picked up a yellow bunny baby onesie.

"That's so adorable, sweetheart. I think baby bean will look so cute in it. We should get it."

"You sure?" you look at Bucky nervously.

Bucky scoffs, moves to grab a basket and places the onesie in it, "I'm sure. Go crazy, baby," he kisses your head and gives your butt a little tap on the butt, nudging you to go further into the store.

He continues to just follow you around the store, providing input about the different outfits and accessories you've picked out. The two of you walked out of the store with three bags, Bucky carrying two of them.

At another store, you were going through some baby shoes when Bucky got a call. It was Sam. He was originally going to decline it, but by your insistence, he took it.

As he walked around the store, phone to his ear, he began grabbing things he thought baby bean would look cute in. So imagine this: big CEO Bucky Barnes walking around a children's clothing store with small shoes in his hands. To sum, it would seem like an odd image, but to you? Boooy did it make something stir within you.

You go over to Bucky, wrap your arms around from behind, hands resting on his round belly, "Bucky, baby?"

His hand covered his phone, "Yeah, sweetheart?"

You look up at him, looking all cute and batting your eyes at him as you say, "I want you. Now."

"Now?"

You nod, "Now."

He smirks and murmurs into the phone, "Sam. I gotta go. My baby mama needs me." he ends the call and looks down at the shoes in his hands, "Should I buy this now or late?"

"Later. Definitely later." You take the shoes and place them back on the rack, pulling Bucky by the tie out of the shop to get home immediately.

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[missymurphy1985]

The One Night Stand- part 4 (Cillian Murphy X fem!reader)

Warning - pregnancy / angst / smut

Taglist @queenshelby @margoo0 @being-worthy @peakyscillian @peakyciills @janelongxox @elenavampire21 @ysmmsy @cloudofdisney @lauren-raines-x @misscarolineshelby @screemqueen @cilleveryone @peaky-cillian @misselsbells06 @datewithgianni @heidimoreton @jardinsecos @bitchwhytho @gypsy-girl-08

"The fuck is she doing here Orla?!" He yelled, not caring who could hear him, and definitely shit faced.

"What? Who?" Orla asked, seriously confused.

"Y/n - why is she here?!"

"Nice. I bring your sister to you because you're clearly in the middle of some fucking breakdown and this is the thanks I get?" You scowled. Asshole.

"Can we all go inside please?" Orla interrupted, taking a set of keys out of her bag and opening Cillian's front door. Cillian looked to the floor and followed Orla into his house. You hung back, but Orla beckoned you to follow.

You reluctantly followed, walking into the house you stormed out of a few months earlier.

"Cillian what's going on?" She asked, sitting him down at the kitchen table while making him a coffee and toast.

"I kitted out two nurseries, Orla. One here, one at hers. The works, man. Cots, drawers, clothes, nappies, wipes, you name it I fucking bought it. All of it. I'm such a fucking mug!"

"What happened?" She put the coffee and toast in front of him, and sat next to him at the table. You felt so awkward, stood at the counter. He leaned back on his seat, throwing his arms in the air.

"Baby's not mine, Orla."

"What?" You choked, suddenly.

"What do you care?" He glared.

"That's not fair, Cillian..."

"Not fair? You wanna talk about fair? You walked out of here after I find out she's pregnant, and ignore me for fucking months y/n?! Months! And you wanna talk to me about fair?!"

Orla groaned, suddenly realising who you were. "Cillian, how do you know the baby isn't yours?"

"She showed me the last scan photo. It said 34 weeks. Then I looked at the others.. the dates didn't add up sis. I called her out on it. She tried to deny it, she was crying, getting emotional.. and then confessed. She was already pregnant when we had sex. And she knew she was. Baby isn't mine, she just planned to use me to fund the fucking thing." His head fell back into his hands on the table and gut-wrenching sobs wracked from him.

Your heart broke, and without thinking you went to him. Kneeling at his side, you wrapped your arms around him. Before you could pull away, suddenly realising what you were doing, he fell into you, clutching at you like a lost child who'd just found his mum. You glanced up at Orla, she was welling up, but her face was stony. Angry. Furious, even.

"I'll kill the little bitch... I swear I'll kill her..."

"Orla, calm down, we can deal with her tomorrow. Let's take care of him now, yeah?" She turned her back to you and you could see her calming herself down, hands on the counter.

"Sorry..." Cillian choked, pulling back.

"No, I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

He rested his forehead against yours, holding your hands.

"I should go, I'll leave you with Orla -"

"No... Please? Don't go?" His eyes on yours, pleading with you. You felt torn. He was heartbroken and drunk. You were desperate to stay. He would regret it in the morning, he was angry with you. And yet you were still desperate to stay.

"Y/n, can I talk to you a sec?" Orla asked you to join her in the hallway. Leaving Cillian to eat his toast, try and soak up some of the vodka he'd downed.

"I know what you're going to say..." You started.

"He was devastated when you left y/n. Truly devastated. I can't see him hurt again, this pain is too much as it is."

"I've missed him every single day since I left, but I was so angry with him Orla. So, so angry."

"Did he tell you Kate told him she was on the pill?"

"No.."

"That she was the one who left the morning after, not him?"

"No."

"That she told him she was 25?"

"Shit..."

"Yeah. If you'd given him chance to explain, you'd have found out, wouldn't you?"

"Yes."

"If you're staying, stay." She held your arm gently. She wasn't being hard to be cruel, more to make you understand. And you understood, perfectly.

"I'll talk to him when he's sobered up, he isn't thinking straight. He's still angry with me."

"He needs you to get through this. You were all he talked about when you were dating. And now here's me dating your cousin," she chuckled.

"Twist of fate?"

"Maybe."

She smiled. The recognition you noticed earlier that night suddenly hit you. The eyes and the smile were identical to his.

You went back into the kitchen and found him slumped over the table, fast asleep, he'd exhausted himself. You looked at Orla and both of you rolled your eyes.

"Gonna be fun getting him up the stairs," you sighed.

"Fuck that, sofa's closer!" Orla laughed as you both hooked an arm over yourselves and hoisted him up. He groaned and struggled all the way to the sofa in the living room before you flung him down on the cushions.

"I'm gonna leave the undressing to you - I'll grab a blanket and a bucket. He's shit with hangovers," Orla said, leaving the room.

You stripped him as best you could, down to his boxers and t-shirt, as Orla came back through with the blanket and a washing up bowl.

You settled on the sofa by the window, and Orla in the chair.

"You can head home if you need to y/n, I don't mind staying with him?"

"I don't know what to do, Orla."

"He's going to want you here in the morning. But it's your call."

"He won't even remember I've been here tonight."

"Yes he will. Trust me, he will."

So you stayed. You changed into one of his t-shirts and a pair of shorts you found in his drawers and lay on the other sofa opposite him. His dog, Scout, found a bed at your feet. You knew Cillian would go mad at the dog sleeping on the couch but he was warm and snuggled, you daren't move him. Plus he was giving you those eyes - yep. He was staying. Your little four-legged blanket. Orla stayed too, but she took one of the guest rooms upstairs. You were worried about Cillian's reaction in the morning in case she was wrong.

The sun broke through the living room window, straight into his face. You heard him groan and turn over, hiding his eyes from the glaring light.

You pulled yourself up, Scout was on the floor next to you now, clearly having remembered he was absolutely not supposed to be on the sofa. Stretching your legs out, you knocked the coffee table, startling Cillian, who turned round, bleary eyed.

"Y/n?" He croaked, mouth as dry as a desert. You grabbed the glass of water you nearly kicked off the table and handed it to him. He smiled, drinking it down in one.

"How are you feeling?" You asked, wrapping your blanket around you.

"Like my head's in a vice."

"Do you have bacon?" His eyes lit up as he nodded.

"One bacon sandwich and a strong coffee coming up."

Orla had joined you once she smelled the bacon under the grill. Clearly all Murphy's were led by their stomachs...

"You know I'm pretty sure you can take her to court for the costs, Cill?" She said, once breakfast was done.

"I can't be doing with the hassle of it Orla. It's not worth it. Sile can have the stuff upstairs for when she has the baby."

"Listen, Cill I have to get home. The dog will be crossing her legs. I'll call you later, yeah?" She stood up and kissed the top of her brother's head, before heading out. You walked her to the door.

"Told you he'd want you here, didn't I?" She smirked, before hugging you again and heading out to her waiting taxi. You took a deep breath and went back into the kitchen. He was already cleaning up.

"I can do that if you need?"

"Least I can do after last night. And this morning."

"Can we talk, Cillian?" He stood, motionless, at the sink, taking a deep breath before turning back to you.

"You really fucking hurt me, you know that?"

"I know."

"And you don't, for a fucking second, deserve what I'm about to do. You know that?"

"What are you - " He was on you in seconds, silencing you. His lips on yours, his hands in your hair, backing you against the kitchen wall.

You couldn't think straight - all you could focus on was his body pressed against yours and how perfect it felt. How right it felt. Also how wrong it felt... But you'd deal with that later.

He'd stripped you of the shorts you'd borrowed, and you made short work of his, your feet sliding them down his toned hips and legs.

"Y/n..."

"I swear, if you ask me if I'm sure I'll cut you."

He chuckled, before slamming his length deep inside your warm core - your head fell onto his shoulder at the sudden invasion, a deep groan emitting from inside his chest.

He thrust up inside you, his breathy little gasps against your neck. Your nails clung to his t-shirt, every nerve ending throughout your body felt like it was on fire, or being electrocuted. Your senses were lit up like a Christmas tree.

There were no words exchanged, just gasps, moans, groans... The feeling of him inside you, being connected to you, was enough.

His thrusts came harder, faster, deeper. Your legs wrapped tight around his back. Neither of you planning on making this last long.

Your orgasm hit you quickly - your lip between your teeth as he pressed his forehead against yours. Eyes locked together as he came with you - a silent exchange of pure ecstacy as he filled you - you felt it surge through you like a jet, streams of warm cum lining you walls as they clamped him, milking him dry.

He finally relaxed, his shoulders heaving as he kissed along your neck.

"Okay, so now we've got that out of our systems, can we actually talk now?" You asked, raising an eyebrow at him. He laughed, sliding out of you and pulling his shorts up.

"Best hangover cure there is," he grinned. You pulled your shorts up and went into the downstairs bathroom to clean up. Coming back out, he'd made you a coffee and was sat in the living room with Scout at his feet. You walked in, nervously, and sat next to him.

"Probably shouldn't have done that," he sighed.

"Probably not... Listen, Orla told me the truth of what happened that night, and the morning after. I'm sorry I didn't let you explain, I'm sorry..."

"It's okay. You're here now, right?"

"Yeah... I'm here now. I'm sorry about Kate and the baby... What are you gonna do?"

"Well Sile can have the stuff I've got upstairs. Got no need for it now, have I?"

You shook your head sadly.

"Were you excited? About being a father?"

"Terrified at first. But the more time went on, yeah. I was. I really was. A little me, you know? Not the woman I planned on having a baby with, but still." You nodded, choking a little.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, seeing your eyes fill up.

"I should have told you this from the beginning, and I'm sorry, I didn't think this was more than a fling but I think might be more than a fling, and I should have just been open and honest from the get go because it isn't right to keep it from you..."

"Hey, slow down, it's okay? What is it?"

"Are you in this for the long term? You want me, even after what I did?"

"I've always wanted you. You're scaring me, what's going on?"

"I can't have children, Cillian."

#cillian murphy #cillian smut #cillian x fem!reader #cillian fanfic #cillian x smut #cillian murphy x smut

[cahmilo]

Tinikling? Pt.3

Pairing: Camilo x F!Reader

Genre: Fluff

Tags: Filipino Folk Dance, Clumsy Camilo, Playful Casita

Warnings: Cursing

Word Count: 1.9K

Summary: in which a challenging dance showcase has Camilo Madrigal stressed on. Lucky for him, a certain someone was there to guide him all the way. However, things get complicated when something develops between the both of them.

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"Mami! It's not what it looks like!"

Camilo and Y/N braced for the worst. Out of all the times they could have walked in to them, it had to be at THAT moment. Y/N mentally slapped herself, cursing at how his family is probably gonna hate her even more now.

But they were both proven wrong, seeing a bright rainbow glowing around the house. Pepa's expression went from shock to delight, "Mi hijo has a girlfriend now! My baby is growing up!"

The two teenagers widened their eyes, both in a stuttering mess. "Mami, no! We're not- a- we're not dating-" Camilo hastily repeated, defending himself.

But somehow, all bad luck was on Y/N's side today.

While she attempted to stand up from the very awkward position, she was unaware that the hem of her dress was under Camilo's sandals. So when she tried to stand up, she slipped. again. Seeing her fall from Camilo's peripheral vision, he immediately grabbed her as a reflex but unfortunately his foot slipped from Y/N's dress causing him to fall over as well. again. 

"Well isn't this just a sight to see" Felix teased, earning laughter from the rest of the family.

"Mirabel, can you take care of them? And please take them apart from each other or the entire house would fall into flames." Mirabel nodded, still laughing as she approached Y/N and Camilo giving them a hand to stand on.

"You two are by far the weirdest couple I've seen"

"We are not a couple!" Both of them yelled in unison and then glared at each other.

"Ugh, I think I scratched my elbow I need an arepa" Y/N said, dusting her skirt and fixing her hair.

Camilo scoffed in annoyance, "You're over dramatic it wasn't that big of a fall"

"YOU FELL OVER ME! DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH YOU WEIG-holy shit" She stopped herself, noticing a large scratch in her arm that she was leaning on.

Camilo looked at her and inspected her scar "Fuck it's bleeding, come on I'm bringing you to the kitchen" He intertwined his hand with hers, dragging her away from the courtyard to Julieta.

All alone was Mirabel, not being able to say a word while she was just watching the two bicker.

"DID THEY FORGET IM STILL HERE?!"

— [D-7 to the final showcase]

"Out of all the boys in the Encanto and you just happened to fall head over heels on my cousin." Mirabel teased, eyes focused on the fabric she's stitching.

The two girls were at her room/nursery currently making their costumes. It was not that grand, just the traditional Filipino dance clothing.

Except that Y/N forgot she was groupmates with Mirabel who was always over the top when it comes to fashion and design.

So now they're here. Mirabel embroidering designs on their tops while Y/N was making paper origamis. The one she was currently making was a paper swan, furrowed eyebrows since she couldn't get it right.

"Mira how do I make the wings flap? It wont work!" She exclaimed, ignoring her best friend's earlier comment about her cousin. Mirabel stopped stitching and stood up closer to the struggling girl. Realizing what she's done, she facepalmed.

"You idiot, you're supposed to pull the tail, not the neck of the swan, Here." She demonstrated it to her.

"OH IT WORKED! I'm gonna make this me entire personality now I feel powerful!" Y/N yelled, flaunting her average-looking paper swan in the air. It was good for a first time, except that it was all crumpled and looked like it got ran over.

But the wings flap, though at least.

Mirabel scoffed at her, "You're an idiot. And I know you're ignoring my comments about mi primo." Y/N suddenly tensed up. "What else is there to say, then?"

"Tell me WHEN and HOW you realized". All her attention was now on Y/N, who was trying to make yet another paper swan.

"Erm." She took a moment to think. "I don't actually know, I just somehow found him fun to be with even if we fight all the time. And uhh, we seem comfortable with each other, I think? I cry to him, he cries to me. It's a win-win."

"Okay but friends do that. I wanna know how you FELL in love with him." Mirabel inched closer, stealing the paper swan Y/N was struggling to finish and fixing it for her.

"I said I don't know! He's just UGHH WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME TALK ITS EMBARASSING" She cringed, shivering as a joke which earned a laugh from Mirabel. Urging her to continue, Y/N had no choice knowing that her best friend will never stop until she spills.

"Fine, I'm not sure, anyway! Sometimes he's just sweet and doesn't really care about me and my reputation here. Instead of being conscious about my behavior as a perfect student he didn't give a fuck about that and just let me hang loose, yaknow? And for him, well it's adorable when he doesn't act all sunshine-y around me. He can cry, feel scared, vulnerable and weak around me which is kind of a sign that he's comfortable cause you know how boys are. He can also be a sweetheart sometimes when I don't expect it."

There was a small pause, before Y/N got startled by Mirabel squealing. "YOU GUYS ARE MADE FOR EACH OTHER!!"

"MIRABEL NO"

"MIRABEL YES"

"SHUSH! Shit can you just finish your stitching?!" Y/N yelled before standing up in defeat only to plop in Mirabel's comfy bed.

"About that," The girl responded by holding up two fully-embroidered  tops.

It was beautiful. One was a blouse and the other was a formal long-sleeved top. Both were decorated with yellow and pink swirls, and in the corner was a yellow chameleon and a pink swan.

Y/N walked over, gently holding the blouse. "Mira, this is amazing." With a sly smile, her best friend responded "I hope you understand the two animals I put on the sides."

"Yeah, a chameleon and a swan. Weird combo but its still pretty."

Another facepalm from Mirabel was seen. Y/N glanced back at her best friend, face confused. Breaking the silence, Mirabel sighed.

"They're you and Camilo, you dumbass. You're the swan and he's the chameleon."

Mirabel smiled at the girl who was frozen, flies could probably enter her mouth while it was gaping open in shock. She held her hand and led her to the bed where they sat together.

"It's more deep than you think, amiga. You're the swan because they radiate beauty, grace and love, like you. Even if you're an airhead sometimes, you still manage to be graceful and full of love. My primo is the chameleon because like them, he can't find himself that easily so he resorts to blending in and hiding in order to please others. And I meant when I said you're meant for each other. You have been friends with him since middle school and have not been apart ever since. When Camilo is with you, it's like he's a different person. He only shows forced smiles to us but with you, his real and true personality comes out and it's endearing to see that mi primo finally found someone he can be loose with. The more a shy chameleon spends time with the graceful swan, the more the chameleon blends in and lets out grace and love as well."

"Mira.." Y/N was in awe, taking in every beautiful word her best friend has said to her.

"Yeah, and since both of you are too dumb to realize it, I'm gonna be the bigger person and force you to give this costume to him BY YOURSELF." Mirabel sternly said, quickly folding the top and pants, placing it in her DIY gift box and placing Y/N's crappy paper swans and closed it with a yellow ribbon.

Y/N on the other hand, was still stunned. Never did she think of their relationship in that way. But finally realizing how much it actually meant, butterflies in her stomach kept erupting and her face was so close to malfunctioning from the overwhelming emotions.

"Here, he's probably out doing chores so write a letter and leave it in his doorstep." With a marker, Mirabel hastily gave it to Y/N as she sighed in defeat, following Mirabel's instructions.

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A few hours went by, just like that. After Y/N and Mirabel finalized their dance costumes, she left Casita in the afternoon to tend to her own chores. Today, it was shopping for groceries.

It wasn't an easy task, because shops in the Encanto were scattered. There was one for pastry, different one for wet ingredients, one for dairy, etc. She just wished all of these were packed into one big superstore.

But at the same time, she didn't. She enjoyed the alone time she gets from walking. This 30-minute task was enough for her to stay in silence, being dazed off from the outside world and just focus on what list she has on her hand.

Soon enough, the sun set and darkened the village as soon as she finished getting all necessities she needed. Walking back home was the best part, because Y/N took the other path away from the village and into a sown path of grass and flowers that gave her hint of calmness.

Arriving at her doorstep, she noticed a box wrapped with a pink ribbon. 

What?

Grabbing the gift, she immediately settled her goods in the kitchen as she dashed to her room, opening the gift.

Unwrapping the pink ribbon, she opened the box, finding the same embroidered top that Mirabel showed her earlier.

She said she wasn't done with it?

Cushioning the top were a bunch of paper origamis. It wasn't quite clear what shape it was, until she took one out and held it nearer for her to see.

It was a pink chameleon.

"Could it be?" Y/N was deep in thought. This is definitely Mirabel's idea. Shuffling the box, she found a handwritten letter. Tears were flowing out of her eyes, surprised from this huge gesture and even more emotional, knowing who it was from.

"Y/N,

- tu camaleon <3

I hope you like the surprise  (but I think you already expected it). A small gesture for mi swan for now, but I have more up my sleeve. Thank you for always being patient with me. I know how stressful and a handful I can be sometimes but I'm always grateful that you still stay. You make me feel better, y/n. This showcase was the best thing that happened to me because it brought me closer to you. Unfortunately time will not stop, so I'm hoping we savor each moment more together.

p.s. looking forward for rehearsals tomorrow cause I practiced a lot today for you!

Eyes blurry from tears but she didn't fail to spot the minute doodle in the corner of the letter, showing a chameleon that he drew.  All emotions of love and happiness radiated out of her from just the simple letter. She thought what it would be like if their relationship actually reached the next level. She'd probably be competing Pepa with all the tears of joy from Camilo's sweetness alone. With a hushed and fragile voice, she whispered,

"You are not a handful, milo. You're everything to me."

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bye why did i write it like hes dying or something LMAOOO

also i see a few ppl coming back to my posts ilysm holy shit. i dont have a taglist yet but if u want to be tagged then lmk in my asks :D

also planning on rebranding this fic lol its not quite focused on tinikling anymore and changing it to a more open title would probably get more readers than just filipinos

#camilo supremacy #camilo my beloved #camilo madrigal #camilo x reader #camilo x female reader #camilo #camilo madrigal x reader #camilo fluff #camilo x you #camilo encanto #cahmi fics

[scuttle-buttle]

WC: 1194

Rated: M

Tags: dialogue heavy at times, rat sass king niki, domestic, ikea furniture is a pain in the ass, those little blue shorts, pregnancy, mild smut, humor

A/N: The shorts. We are looking respectfully. That is all.

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You popped the latch and opened the front door, setting your bag down on the front table. Work was long today and your feet were killing you from helping set up the new exhibit, as much as they allowed you anyway. The museum was hot and sticky; your flowy dress did little to help cool you off.

A few feet away you noticed a series of empty shipping boxes - all from Ikea. Oh good, Niki must have ordered the nursery furniture. You couldn't lie, you didn't remember if he told you about it or not. Your mother had warned you that your memory would be horrid throughout the pregnancy.

Rubbing your still relatively small bump, you make your way to the designated baby room. The windows were open letting in the early summer breeze. You could only make out your husband by the sound of his grunts from down the hall.

"Dummes stück…ah!.... scheisse!"

Leaning against the doorframe to rest your tired back you ask "you alright in here?"

Niki popped his head up from behind a large solid piece of wood. The scowl on his face could've melted ice. "Why do they make this so hard to put together? I can't find half of the pieces and when I do they don't even fit. It's bullshit!"

"I'm sure it's not that bad," you placate. "Where are the directions?" He hands them to you before placing the crib siding down and standing next to you.

You aren't sure if it's just the directions being confusing, or if it's that your husband is standing next to you in nothing but those little cheeky shorts of his, that causes you to be dumbfounded. The words on the page blur together. "Uh. Yeah no this is uh… not very helpful."

He leans over the top edge of the directions in front of you, gesturing to something on the page. His words go straight in one ear and out the other.

Eyes glued to him instead of the paper, you think about how Niki has the softest skin. You don't know how he does it, but Christ you love it. He's not overly muscular by any means, but he's got a good layer of lean strength under that supple skin. You admire the little freckles and moles that cover his chest and abdomen, the smattering of hair between his dark nipples, the tiny pouch of stomach that is so comfortable to lay your head on. Glancing down you check out the edge of those tiny blue shorts, his perky little cheeks that you sometimes pinch - you could bounce a 10 pence off of that thing. You lick your lips. The heat inside the room is rising and you are certain it has nothing to do with it being June.

"Well?" Niki interrupts your thoughts.

"Hmm?" You meet his gaze. His brows are raised. "Yeah it sounds good, Niki."

"You have no idea what I just told you," he accuses.

You shake your head and bite back a guilty smile.

Niki sighs. "You're lucky I love you so much, liebe."

"I thought you didn't believe in luck.” He just gives you a look that says you know what I mean. “And why aren’t you wearing clothes? Not that I’m complaining, of course.”

Niki shrugs, “I have shorts on. Besides, I was getting sweaty trying to figure this shit out.” He stands with his hands planted on his hips.

“It's baby furniture, how hard could it be,” you laughed.

“Harder than you think.” Your husband turns away and picks up another series of pieces, attempting to connect them without luck.

“Hmm I’ll bet.” You can’t resist checking out the curve of his ass again, his milky thighs a sight to behold.

Over his shoulder he calls out to you “if you’re done staring at my ass you could always help me.”

Feigning innocence you let out a feux-shocked huff. “I would never!”

“You’ve been doing it the entire time you’ve been standing there, liebling.”

“Well! If you wouldn’t strut around in here in those little shorts then we wouldn’t have this issue.” You plop down across from him, picking up a piece and preparing to help him complete the project.

Almost two hours later the crib was finally finished. You laid yourself back on the carpet satisfied with your work. Niki joined you a moment later, his shoulder flush with yours. After a moment he leaned up on his elbow over you.

Your husband gave you a lingering kiss. “Thank you for helping me.” Gently, he tugged the loose material of your dress up and over your small bump. Since you started showing about two months or so ago he was fascinated with your stomach. While it was too early for the baby to kick he said he loved being able to feel you so full of his child.

“I’m sure you would’ve figured it out on your own eventually,” you smirk as he continued to stroke the taut skin.

You kept your own gaze on his face as he watched his own ministrations; his touch slowly drifted further down to the top of your underwear before sliding under the band. When he began to rub circles against your dampening core you closed your eyes.

Although you were laying on the floor you felt a sense of happiness and contentment as your husband leisurely worked to bring you to your finish. Legs spread to accommodate his hand, your head lolled to the side as you grew closer to your end. Opening your eyes your breathy moan is cut short - "what the hell is that?"

Niki stops at your sudden outburst, confused at what could have made you lose focus of his touch so easily. "What is what?"

You sat upright on your elbows, nodding with your head to the corner of the room. There sat this stuffed bear with the oddest face and unnatural bodily proportions. "That… bear thing."

"Oh," he resumes the movement of his fingers against your sensitive bud, "that's a djungelskog. I thought you might want it for the baby."

"No no no wait-" you take hold of his hand from between your legs. Niki's brows furrow, unsure what the problem is. "That's fine for when the baby comes but Christ that thing is staring me down, Niki. We can't do this while that's watching!"

He lets out a chuckle, "liebe, it's a stuffed bear, I don't think it minds."

"Niki!" you whine, worked up but still uncomfortable by the plastic beady eyes.

"Fine," he stands. "I'll turn it around so it's not looking at you." He shakes his head at the ridiculousness of the situation but complies nonetheless.

"Thank you," you answer as sweetly as you can.

From your angle of the floor you can just see up the edge of the little blue shorts he's got on, pulled tighter by the presence of his hard-on. You bite your lip in anticipation of the moment you can rip them off him.

Your thoughts must be written all over your face because as Niki turns back he tuts - "you were looking at my ass again weren't you?"

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#beyond the checkered flag #swte scuttle buttle #scuttle-buttle #daniel bruhl #daniel brühl #daniel bruhl niki lauda #niki lauda rush 2013 #rush 2013 #niki lauda x reader #niki lauda fanfiction #sleeping with the enemy #niki lauda

[sinfulserpents]

I am in love with your blog! It's just so good, and your thing about Steve purposing nearly made me cry!! Anyway could you possibly do one almost continuing that and do when Steve finds out the reader is pregnant? And maybe a Lil uncle Dustin! God I'm a sucker for domestic stuff ;-;

based on this hc

okay but the cutest thing ever???

so you and steve would move into your own house after you get married

and it’d be a cute lil three bedroom rental

you had to get three bedrooms because the kids loved to stay over

especially dustin who would barely leave the two of you alone

but during the week dustin would be at school and your mum wouldn’t let him sleep over

so you and steve had plenty of time alone

life was great for the two of you

you both got jobs and you were able to still study in indiana college (idk any american colleges, ya girl is australian so ignore my dumb ass)

and were settling into life living together perfectly

it was everything you had dreamed of

however, you getting pregnant wasn’t exactly in your plans for your near future 

at least for a couple of years

but here you were

a little stick in your hands as you sat on the edge of your bed with steve 

both of you were a little shocked

and didn’t fully believe it

so you booked a doctors appointment the next day

and got it confirmed

nonetheless, you were both excited to start a family

steve would definitely immediately start planning everything 

like

“we’ve got to transform one of the kids rooms into a nursery for the baby”

and “babe, lets go shopping for our little bean”

he’d! be! so! excited!

after about a month or so you’d be ready to tell your family

so you’d invite all the kids and nancy and jon over

as well your mum

and have a big family dinner, everybody having a good time

you and steve would plan out how you were going to tell everyone

but our boy would get so excited and just end up blurting it out during dinner

he’d probably say something like “i’m going to be a dad!”

and nancy would chuckle and be like “aren’t you already?” while gesturing to the kids

but then it would settle in 

and you’d just be like “surprise! we’re pregnant...”

steve would be clutching your hands as you waited for everyones reactions

your mum would be the first to break the silence, tears flowing freely from her eyes as she rushed around the table to pull you into her arms

dustin would stand up and be like “holy shit! you guys are going to be literal parents!”

so! many! tears! 

but just the most wholesome thing as everyone hugged you both and congratulated you

nancy would buy your baby so many clothes before they were born

and jonathan would so give steve a camera to document your entire pregnancy with polaroids

dustin would be the most excited though

he was about to become an uncle!!!

he would come over to your house everyday and help you paint the nursery and build furniture

although there’d be a lot of curses of “fucking piece of shit!” 

and steve would scold him with “you can’t swear around my child”

which would earn a smartass response from dustin like “wow steve you’re such a dad”

purest thing ever

steve would also probably give you nicknames like mamas or something like that

and dustin would fucking chew him out for it

when you went into labour though

that’d be a whole other experience

like you, steve and dusty would be sitting on your couch

dustin massaging your shoulders while steve massaged your swollen feet

you were pregnant so no matter how much they complained, they still did everything for you

and you’d suddenly feel an intense pain and then it felt like you peed yourself

and you’d just be like holy shit

steve would notice how tense you became

and be like “what’s wrong mamas? is our little football player kicking you again?”

and you’d just shake your head and try to stand up

dustin would be like “oh my god, y/n did you pee yourself?”

you’d slap his chest and be like “no, my water just broke”

and both of them would be sent into fucking hysteria

steve yelling at dustin to go start his car

and dustin yelling at him to go grab your pregnancy kit

yet somehow the both of them would completely forget to help get you up and into the car

it was a whole disaster™️ that ended in you having to shuffle outside yourself

and steve would just be like “shit! babe i completely forgot you! how did i forget you?!”

you’d just shoot back something like “i don’t know steve? how do you forget your pregnant wife while she’s about to give birth?” 

all while dustin is in the backseat of the car telling you to hurry the fuck up and get to the hospital because there was no way he was delivering your baby inside steve’s car

however, once you got to the hospital and endured a harrowing ten hours of labour

you had your baby boy

don’t try to tell me that he wouldn’t already have steve’s head of hair 

fucking strong ass genetics

and dustin would’ve called the entire party and your mum who would all be waiting in the waiting area

steve would cry the first time he held his lil boy!

the most precious sight ever!

but when the party was finally allowed into your room, you’d be exhausted while your little angel was asleep on your chest

steve would be sitting beside you in the bed while you cuddled under his arm

and he couldn’t believe this was real

that’s how the entire gang would find you as they tried to cram into your small as fuck hospital room

dustin and your mum wouldn’t be able to stop the tears that fell from their eyes at the sight

and steve would smile and gesture them over

you’d tiredly ask if they all wanted a shot at holding him, and everyone would nod

dustin calling dibs lmfao

so steve would get them to sit in the chair beside your bed

and walk over to the other side, gently taking your bundle of joy out of your arms

and placing him in your brothers

jonathan would have his camera and be snapping pics of everyone holding him!

your little man would become everyones pride and joy

and when you and steve needed breaks 

well, then it was the kids turns to babysit

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington imagines #steve harrington imagine #steve #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x oc #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington one shot #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington headcanon #steve harrington head canon #steve harrington fluff #stranger things #stranger things 3 #stranger things s3 #stranger things season 3 #stranger things steve #stranger things steve harrington #stranger things imagines #stranger things imagine #stranger things one shot #stranger things oneshot #strangerthing headcanon #stranger things head canon #stranger things fanfic #steve harrington fanfic #one shot #oneshot #headcanon

[nic-214]

Jimercury: Model (2)

Art Credit: Darlingfreddie (Tumblr)

Tw: Domestic Violence

Jim storms into his manger's office a scared Freddie follows after him, "What is this?!" he slams a magazine down onto the table.

In bold letters the magazine title read: "Famous Model Caught With Illegal Immigrant??!!" and a picture of Jim pressed against his car with Freddie bitting on his neck in the parking lot, Jim's head tossed back in a silent moan both seem to be enjoying themselves.

"Look," his manger says softly flipping through the magazine, "We'll talk to Paramour Weekly and have the magazine recall if you're not comfortable with this."

Jim grits his teeth, "I want to clear some shit up first. Call Steven and set me up to be interviewed by Creative Gazette, alright. I'm doing a quick photoshoot for today then the interview.''

Jim storms out and Freddie follows. Diva Taylor gives them a smile and prissy wave, " You!" Jim roars grabbing Roger by his collar, "You took those damn pictures!! You made me seem like some whore!!"

Roger laughs, "You can't touch me lard ass. I'll have you fired and get you blacklisted from ever agency in the country."

"So you did do it." Freddie says, " Why? Are you still pissed that I wouldn't let you use me like your bitch? Are you pissed that Brian finds me more attractive than you? Are you pissed that Brian tried to sleep with me?"

Roger lets out a snarl and shoves Jim away. The blond stomps over and jabs a finger into Fred's bony chest, "I'm getting you fired and making sure you'll never work again."

Brian who was standing there silently there the entire time grabs Roger by his hair hard, "I fucking hate you." Brian says anger dripping from his words, "I'm only here for our baby.''

Roger jerks around and slaps Brian hard across his face, ''You don't talk to me like that. I'll tell the police you beat me and rape me, and you'll never get to see your baby."

Brian's face pales and he lowers his hand, the handprint on his face still a angry pink.

"Should we-" Jim shushed Freddie and hurries into his private room.

The Irishman dials 999 quickly and reports Roger in to the police. He locks the door afterward and prays silently, Freddie prays as well.

"D-Do we do the photoshoot still?"

"You want a paycheck right?" Jim asks.

Freddie nods and gets things ready for Jim. After what seemed like the 80th picture a commotion was heard from outside. Jim slides a shirt back on and the two step out of the room, Freddie's camera was still in his hands out of his bag.

"You can't arrest me!! Do you know who I am?! My daddy will ruin you!!" Roger yells fighting against the officers.

Freddie started recording shakily.

"Sir we need you to calm down. We just want to talk." a younger officer says.

Roger tries to spit on him only to get kneed in the back roughly. Which made Roger cry out about the baby.

The entire hallway was crowded with people as Roger was getting arrested. Brian stood numbly watching his husband fight the officers, the thirty-two year old looks down at his hand and removes his ring.

"This is our faults isn't it?" Freddie asks softly as the crowd starts to file down the halls. Jim only nods and tries to push past the throng of people taking Fred's hand as they pushed through.

"Brian," Freddie says softly as they stop.

Brian looks up then down at them he looks to of been crying, "T-Thank you." was all he said before he starts to sob.

Jim tosses his arm over Brian's shoulder, "Lets get you some water. Maybe something to snack on."

Brian sniffles and trembles a little as they leave the building. Jim squeezes Fred's hand seeing both Creative Gazette and Paramour Weekly camera men outside the building filming and snapping pictures.

"Mr. Taylor! Mr. Taylor!" a reporter yells trying to shove a microphone into his face, "Is it true Roger was abusive?!"

Brian held his hand up and tries to cover the camera up, "N-No comment." he sounded broken the handprint was still faintly visible on his cheek.

Jim rushed him to his car and they quickly leave the scene. They got stuck in traffic on the way to a restaurant. Jim drums his fingers against the wheel, Brian hiccups and rubs his face.

"Is it bad that I forgive him?" Brian asks.

Freddie makes a small noise and looks to Jim, "His father abused him.... He couldn't break the cycle..... He took it out on me... I know I'll get to keep our baby... So I'll break the cycle for our child."

Jim grips the wheel and shifts in his seat, "Roger is quite the scandal... He's cheated on you-"

"5 times with women and 3 times with men." Brian says anger now spilling out.

"What if the baby isn't yours?" Freddie asks.

Brian sits up properly banging his head off the car roof. He rubs his head, "I'll raise the child as my own and give them a nurturing home. You can have a child but it takes something special to be a dad."

The car was filled with an awkward silence now as they cruise past traffic. The three of them got to a cheap restaurant to eat for lunch. Brian munched down on salad and a tofu burger, he looked so tired.

"I wasn't just Roger's husband..." Brian says out of the blue, "I was his modeling agent and I did camera work on the side with other models that made him jealous."

Freddie pats his hand, "I'm so sorry.''

Brian looks at Freddie then to his salad, "I want you to be my new model."

Jim and Freddie both gasp, "B-But aren't I too dark?"

Brian raises a brow, "You look perfect. Tiny too... Most agencies like that for some reason." Brian waves his fork.

"We can take some practice pictures at my studio." Jim offers wanting to support his boyfriend.

Freddie stammers and covers his mouth blushing, "I-I-I.. Im.. Oh thank you both!" he hugs them both.

They finished up lunch and head to Jim's studio. Freddie was practically bouncing now, "Do I still look pretty with my short hair?"

They were walking up the stairs now, Jim kisses him, "You're so beautiful no matter what... But short hair does look good on you."

Brian chuckles and sets up the lighting and camera, "Alright give me a ballet dancer's pose. I want to see something."

Freddie stretches and wiggles a little. He takes a deep breath and poses.

(Picture)

"Perfect.'' Brian says snapping pictures. He grins showing Jim his favourite.

"You're a better model than me." Jim chuckles, "Practically all natural model."

Freddie felt his blush grow darker and he covers his teeth, "Thank you, darlings."

As the two were chattering about getting Freddie a contract, Brian's phone goes off and his answers it. He sighs and talks about Roger and the baby before hanging up, "Well.. Guess who's going to court?"

........

It was a long lengthy trial that Roger tried to drag on but thanks to Jim's connections and wealth Brian was able to carry on the trial. Roger was found guilty of domestic assault, fraud, drug possession, and identity theft. He loses all rights to his child once it's born and it'll be placed with its father, Brian. But he'll only serve 35 years though.

Brian nearly cried his abuser was out of his life and he got to raise the baby. He thanked Jim over and over again for his help, "Don't thank me. Just make me and Fred the godfathers to Brian Jr."

Brian giggles and picks up the fat man hugging him tightly, "I owe you my life!"

Jim chuckles, "I just want to see my baby become a star. That's all I want from you besides the godfathers part."

Brian nods undoing his hair from his man-bun he lets the long licks trickle down him, "I can't wait to change diapers, squish their wittle cheeks, teach them about space!" Brian babbles as they leave the courthouse.

"Do you have a nursery ready?" Freddie asks.

Brian pales, "Fuck!" he bolts down the stairs, "I've only got the walls painted and a tiny square crib ready!" Brian panics running his hands through his curls.

"Jim?" Freddie looks over to him.

Jim was already on the phone talking to people, "I'm on it. My godchild will have the fanciest nursery."

Brian gives him a look, "Just a normal nursery, I'm already in debt to you."

Jim laughs, "Mr. May no you are not. I'm just being your friend."

......

(Nursery)

Jim and Brian had the nursery all set for the baby which they found out to be a girl. They were ready to go when the caseworker called Brian to the hospital for the labor. Freddie grabbed the clothing bag for the baby and they took off. Jim and Freddie sat in the waiting room they were going to be supportive.

Brian was watching his daughter be born while three officers stood guard even though Roger was handcuffed to the bed railing. Some part of Brian wanted to comfort him, to let him know the pain was almost over. Was he being too nice? Yes, but that was in his nature. He walked over and held Roger's hand telling him words of comfort. Soon Brian heard, "Would the father like to cut the cord?''

Brian did so, he held the baby first Roger wasn't allowed and hearing his cries hurt but the bitch had it coming. After a day in hospital and much bickering on a name Brian had come up with one, "Jimena (hay-MAY-nah) Frederica May." Brian announces.

"Spell her first name please?" Jim asks.

"J-i-m-e-n-a." Brian spells.

Jim blushes and grins, "You really did it? You named her after us?"

"You two have been my truest friends. I think she needs the names of the two strongest people I know."

Jim could feel himself tear up. He and Freddie hug Brian and hold his little girl.

"You know she's a brunet right?" Jim says playing with her fuzz.

"Green eyes too." Freddie comments.

"Kinda looks grey.." Brian adds he paused, "I know she may not be mine. But I'll love her no matter what."

"She was born with addictive issues.. Roger did drugs with her in the womb." Brian tells them, "But I love her so much. I'm willing to help her."

After discussing with Brian about getting help and babysitting, Jim and Fred left. One the drive back to Jim's Freddie looks over at him, "Is it bad that I want a baby?"

Jim nearly swerves, "Really?" he grins, "Freddie-"

"But I'm scared to carry."

Jim pauses now pulling into their driveway, "I'll carry our baby then."

Freddie kisses him gingerly, "But we're waiting right? Until we're a little older and more on our feet right?"

Jim nods and nuzzles him, " When we're 29 and 27?"

Freddie nods that seemed like a long time away, "I love you."

"I love you too."

They kiss again and Freddie couldn't be more in love with his Irishman.

#queen band #brian may #roger taylor #jimercury #jim hutton #jim hutton mercury #freddie mercury #fanfic #queen fanfiction

[camillemontespan]

I won't let you down snippet

Original edit by the amazing lovely fabulous talented (so many adjectives ) @mskaneko

I've since used the edit to make a magazine cover but I wanted to show the original in all its glory!

This will be a one shot at some point, I just wrote this on my lunch break and thought about posting it :) I'm breaking away from the canon and my head canon here - Drake and Camille are not loved. They are judged and examined all the time.

Considering the amount of negative press my face claim for Camille, Meghan Markle, has had, I thought it would be apt to write a one shot along those lines.

A/N: So happy that Meghan has stepped away from the toxic environment with Harry. You do you girl!

On mobile so no keep reading line I'm afraid, sorry x

@jovialyouthmusic @ibldw-main @moonlightgem7 @burnsoslow @fromthedeskofpaisleybleakmore @gardeningourmet @katedrakeohd @emichelle @of-course-i-went-to-hartfeld

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Another day, another 1000 euros spent by the Duke and Duchess of Valtoria.

Following Drake and Camille's ascension to the noble heights of Dukedom, Cordonia has been watching in horror as they seem to strive to ruin everything Cordonia holds dear regarding the nobility and our much loved traditions.

It has come to light that the common born Duke and Duchess have spent an eye watering 50,000 euros on the nursery for their new baby who is due in the Autumn.

'The couple are having their cake and eating it,' one source tells Duke Magazine. 'Because they're close friends with the King, the funding they receive for their duchy has been incredibly high but instead of spending the cash where it counts, they are spending it on themselves.'

Duke Magazine has learnt that the nursery will be kitted out in gold detailing with only the best items for the newborn.

'They're planning to build an extension which will serve as the playroom,' the source continues, 'and the baby will be dressed in only designer clothing.'

Camille is known for wearing the latest clothes by her favourite designers, among which are Armani, Ralph Lauren and Valentino. It comes as no surprise that she will dress their baby in the same way.

Drake Walker is known to be incredibly protective of his wife and no doubt this will be exacerbated when their new arrival is born.

'He is making sure Camille is given the best hospital treatment,' another source tells us. 'Which means he wants an entire hospital floor, complete with security guards, so she can give birth without any intrusions. It's terrible because it means other expecting mothers will have to go to another hospital.'

It is clear that since their marriage only seven months ago, Drake and Camille have let the power go to their heads. We can only hope they will see sense.

Our in depth report continues on page six..

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Drake came home to a worried Magda. 'Drake, thank god you're home!' the maid greeted him. 'Camille won't come out of your room. She's very upset.'

Alarmed, Drake hurried upstairs to their bedroom where he could hear crying from the other side of the door.

'Camille?' he asked, knocking on the wood. 'Baby, what's wrong? Do you need watermelon?'

Watermelon was Camille's current craving.

The door opened slowly and Drake came face to face with his wife. Her eyes were red rimmed, filled with tears and bloodshot. In her hands was a magazine.

She threw it against the wall behind Drake. 'No, I don't want any fucking watermelon!' she screamed.

She rushed back into the bedroom and threw herself on the armchair with her head in her hands, muffling her sobs. Drake picked up the magazine.

He read the cover without comment and turned to the page where the scathing article about Drake and Camille began. Again, he read without comment, his eyes scanning the words.

Sighing, he closed the magazine. 'Why did you buy this shit?'

Camille stared at him, her eyes blazing. 'Trust me, I didn't buy this. Someone posted it through our door.'

Drake closed his eyes. Typical. Ever since they had come to Valtoria to live as the new Duke and Duchess, things had been difficult. They were of common blood and to add insult to injury, Camille was American while Drake also had American blood mixed with his Cordonian heritage.

Their lack of experience made them easy targets for the press, who were royalists and viewed Drake and Camille as upstarts hellbent on ignoring Cordonia's traditions.

'I'm not going to dress up our baby in designer clothes!' Camille protested. 'Do they realise how stupid an idea that is? Babies throw up! They get bigger every week! It would be a waste of money!'

Drake moved to crouch down in front of her and took her hands.

'Camille, breathe,' he said, his voice steady. 'Deep breaths.'

Camille inhaled and exhaled as he instructed. His heart tugged as he watched her rub her eyes harshly and take a quivering breath.

'We're not taking a hospital floor,' she whispered, her voice cracking. 'I'm wanting a home birth! With candles and music and you at my side. I've even planned my birthing playlist! I'm not taking away any hospital beds or making other mom's go somewhere else, I wouldn't dare suggest that!-'

'Shh honey..' Drake murmured, gently placing his hands on either side of her face. 'It's alright. Look, the media are monsters. But all we can do is rise above it and keep doing what we're doing. You are better than them.'

Camille hiccupped. 'They're making everyone hate us,' she mumbled. 'I hate that our names are being dragged through the mud. We try so hard to please everyone and its exhausting. I can't cope with this anymore, Drake. I can't.'

Drake listened with growing alarm as his wife told him how much she was struggling. How she didn't want to get out if bed some mornings. That she was terrified every time they were hounded by paparazzi that they would push her and she would fall, losing the baby. She was scared and anxious all the time and the media circus surrounding them wasn't helping.

Drake listened to her words pour out while she cried. His eyes never once left hers.

'Camille,' he said softly, 'I'm gonna fix this. I promise. I'll get a restraining order, I'll get these vultures away from you, okay?'

Camille sniffled. 'What if you can't?' she asked.

Drake pressed a kiss to her lips. 'Trust me on this,' he whispered. 'Have I ever let you down?'

Camille shook her head.

Drake smiled. 'We're the Walkers,' he told her. 'Nobody tells us who we are. We tell them.'

Camille laughed now, a small laugh but a laugh nonetheless. 'Since when did you become so sure of yourself?'

Drake chuckled and gave her a lazy smile. 'Since I married you,' he answered honestly. 'I promise, baby. I won't let you down.'

#the royal heir #drake walker x mc #drake walker #trr fanfic

[barnesandrogersfanfics]

Unexpected Arrival - 2

Pairing: Eventual Bucky x Reader, Possible Steve x Reader

Summary: As if working with the Avengers wasn't exciting enough.... an unexpected visitor is about to change your life forever.

When the team got back from their mission Natasha went straight to Y/N’s room to check on her. When she opened the door and found the bed empty she started to panic, she had told her to go see Bruce if she got any worse.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y where's Y/N?" Nat asked the A.I.

"Agent Y/L/N was taken to medical by Captain Rodgers and Mr Stark"

"Shit!" Nat cursed as she turned and started running towards the medical floor.

"Nat? Whats going on?" Bucky asked seeing her running towards him.

"Y/N was taken to medical! I knew there was something wrong with her before we left! I should've trusted my gut and taken her there myself!"

"Well lets go check on her then" he said getting into the elevator with Nat.

Nat rushed out of the elevator and saw Tony and Bruce standing at one of the doors looking in while they spoke quietly to eachother.

"Hey, what happened is she okay?" Nat asked quickly wanting answers.

"Shes fine, we handled the situation" Tony said truthfully "did you not get my message? I tried calling you"

"My phone got trashed in the fight...."

"Its been an interesting night lets just start there" Bruce said running a hand through his hair.

"Interesting is the biggest understatement of the year Banner! It was literally the shock of a lifetime!! Especially for that girl in there" Tony said pointing towards the room behind him.

"Does someone wanna tell me what the hell is going on??" Nat snapped.

"You should probably take a look for yourself.... you’d never believe me otherwise".

Natasha walked over quickly, as she looked into the room Y/N was sleeping soundly.... Steve was sat in the chair next to her..... with a baby??!!

"What the fuck...... she.... she was pregnant???" Nat said turning to face the men behind her.

"What??" Bucky asked walking over to see for himself.... when he saw Steve holding the tiny baby in a yellow blanket he turned to the others looking horrified.

"Yep, a healthy baby girl. Born at 04:34am weighing 5lb 9oz delivered by yours truly!" Tony said sounding pleased of himself.

"How is that possible..... theres no way...." Nat was saying quietly to no one in particular.

"If you’re this shocked, can you imagine how shes feeling?" Bruce said nodded towards the room.

"Is it Steve's?" Nat asked seeing him holding the tiny baby and smiling.

"They say its not, she wont tell us who the father is until shes had a chance to tell him first"

"So she didnt know she was pregnant?" Bucky asked from beside Nat, his eyes glued to the tiny baby in Steves arms.

"Not a clue. She thought she had bad stomach flu" Bruce answered looking over her chart.

"She had been sick, she told me she thought it was stomach flu before we left. This is huge!"

"No shit" Tony rolled his eyes "she's gonna be out for a while, you want me to call you when she wakes up?"

"Yeah that would be good" Nat nodded

"I'm gonna check in with Steve quickly and make sure he’s okay" Bucky said and walked toward the room.

"just keep it down i don't want her waking up yet, shes had a tough night"

"Sure" Bucky nodded and headed inside.

Steve looked up when he heard the door open and smiled at his best friend.

"Guess you guys heard about the unexpected visitor we had" Steve said looking down at the baby in his arms.

"Yeah.... they just told us.... a..are they both okay?"

"Yeah they’re both perfect. Y/N is wiped out but after what she went through i cant say i blame her. It was amazing Buck!"

"You were there?... for the birth?"

"Yeah she wouldn't let me leave" he chuckled "that woman has got one hell of a grip i tell ya! Nearly crushed my hands. And this little lady..... i cant stop staring at her Buck! Shes so tiny and perfect. Look!" Steve motioned for Bucky to come and take a closer look at the baby.

"Wow.... shes beautiful! Look at her tiny little hands...."

"She keeps making the cutest little cooing sounds i swear my heart is melting for this kid" Steve gushed as Bucky pulled up a seat "You wanna hold her?" Steve offered his friend.

"No.... no i might hurt her" he said looking down at his metal arm.

"You wont, it'll be fine. Besides i really need to go to the bathroom"

"Oh... Okay" he said letting out a shaky breath as Steve stood up and passed him the baby.

"You good?" Steve asked checking with Bucky before he left.

"Yeah.... i got her" he nodded settling the baby in his flesh arm.

"I'll be right back" Steve assured him before slipping out quietly.

The room was quiet as i slowly opened my eyes, i could already sense there was someone else in here with me but just assumed it was Steve still. When i turned to look i was shocked to see Bucky sitting in the chair holding the baby.

"Hey..... you’re back" i said quietly so i didn't surprise him.

"Hey, Yeah we got back about an hour ago" he replied with a small smile "you had a busy night huh?"

"You could say that" i said pulling myself up in the bed so i was sitting up against the pillows.

"She's perfect Y/N" Bucky stated looking down at the yellow bundle in his arms.

"Yeah she is" i agreed "Buck....she's yours" I added quickly, there was no easy way to tell him that he was a dad "you know that right?"

"I had a feeling she might be" he nodded slowly and gave me a smile. Bucky seemed surprisingly calm about the whole thing actually.

"I swear i had no idea i was pregnant! I would've told you if i did. Having this dropped on you is huge.... i mean we're not even together! It was a one time thing and now we're parents!" I rambled away nervously "i was still going on missions for christ sake!"

"Y/N you didn't know, of course you'd still go on missions"

"I don't expect you to be okay with this, i can do this on my own.... no one needs to know shes yours, if thats what you want?"

"Is that what you want?" Bucky asked looking at me with sad eyes.

"No! Of course i want you to be apart of her life.... she needs her dad too. Im not ashamed to tell people she's yours Buck" i added knowing that was what he was really asking. He was asking if i was embarrassed about people finding out i had slept with him "but if you’re not ready for this i completely understand, i wont pressure you into it".

"Hey, you’re awake" Steve said smiling as he walked back into the room again interrupting whatever conversation i was having with Bucky.

"Yeah" i nodded with a quick smile before looking over at Bucky holding our daughter.....It really was a beautiful sight, he was being so careful with her. Steve must have noticed something in the way i looked at Bucky and Bucky was looking at his daughter because he suddenly let out an "oh my god....".

Bucky and i both looked up at him with wide eyes "what?" We said in unison waiting for Steve to tell us what was wrong.

"Is.... is she...." he pointed at Bucky and looked at you for confirmation.

"Yeah, she's Bucky's" i confirmed casually trying my best to act like this wasn't a huge deal.

"I didn't even know you two were a thing.....you never said anything Buck?"

"We're not together Steve thats why he never said anything" i said to save Bucky having to explain to his friend.

"So it was just a one time thing?"

"Yeah" i said with a shrug, i was trying my hardest to kept my shit together and keep calm. Keep my heart from trying to explode from my chest, i was pretty sure the two super soldiers could hear my heart racing though.

"Hey Steve, could you ask Nat to bring me a change of clothes down i really need to take a shower i feel disgusting" i said changing the subject before it became any more awkward.

"Sure, i know shes waiting to see you and meet this one here" he nodded to the baby in Bucky's arms "speaking of.... shes gonna need a name, have you thought about it yet?"

"Not yet, i don't want to rush into it and regret it. Parents normally have 9 months to decide on a name not 9 hours"

"Fair point" Steve chuckled "i'll go get Nat for you".

"Thanks.....hey Steve?" i called getting his attention as he reached the door.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for being there for me today, it means a lot"

"Of course" he blushed before leaving me alone with Bucky and our daughter.

"I wish i could've been there" he said quietly "I'm sorry doll".

"Its fine, we didn't know what was going to happen Buck".

He nodded slowly but looked kinda sad that he had missed it, or maybe it was because Steve had been there and not him.

"I should go and let you get some rest"

"You can stay, you can watch her while i take a shower if you want?"

"You don't mind? You trust me with her?"

"Of course i do! Buck you’re her dad you’re not going to let anything happen to her".

"Id die before i let anything happen to her" he stated staring lovingly at her.

"See" i said with a chuckle "ive got nothing to worry about. Well almost nothing"

"What do you mean?"

"I have nothing for her, no clothes, diapers....no nursery. All i can do is feed her right now. Tony said he'll take care of it all but i feel bad leaving it all to him"

"He’s probably enjoying it doll you know what he’s like"

"Yeah i know, i just wish i had had time to do all that stuff myself"

"You would've kept her then? If you had found out you were pregnant?"

"I would" i nodded happily and truthfully.

A knock on the door pulled my attention and i turned to see Nat making her way in with a bag.

"Hey sweetheart, i leave you alone for a couple of hours and you go and have a baby?"

"Yeah sorry about that, who knew?" I laughed as she wrapped her arms around me and gave me a tight squeeze.

"Let me see!" She cooed as she walked over to Bucky to get a good look at the tiny bundle in his arms.

"Oh my god shes so precious! Absolute perfection. Y/N.... Can i hold her?"

Bucky looked like he didn't want to part with her but eventually handed her over to Nat gently.

"Hey I'm your auntie Nat. Uncle Bucky doesnt get to hog all the cuddles does he" she said rocking the baby gently.

"Erm about that Nat..... its not Uncle Buck.... she's his daughter"

Nat looked up at me with wide eyes and then looked at Bucky "what?? When did that happen??!" She said loudly causing the baby to stir slightly "shhhh im sorry baby girl go back to sleep" she said quietly.

"I'll give you two a few minutes to talk, i'll come back to watch our girl while you take your shower"

"Thanks Buck" i smiled and watched him leave the room.

"Sooooo, spill! You never told me you and Barnes were a thing!"

"We're not a thing, it was just the once"

"When?? You didn't even tell me you two slept together! We're supposed to be best friends!"

"You remember that mission we went on, the one where we had to stay at that safe house for the night to make sure they weren't tailing us?"

"Alaska?"

"Yep that would be the one. We were both beat up and were helping each other clean up.... one thing led to another and here we are" i said pointing to my baby daughter in Nat's arms.

"And it was just a one time thing...."

"Yeah, it never happened again. He acted like nothing had happened the morning after so i didn't make a big deal about it. We just carried on as normal" i shrugged.

"Did you want things to change? With you and Bucky i mean"

"Honestly? I was hoping it would" i finally admitted "i had liked him for ages Nat and when we finally.... i thought maybe he felt the same way. But clearly i was wrong"

"Y/N..... you should tell him! You guys have a daughter now"

"Thats not gonna make him suddenly want me Nat" i laughed "it doesn't matter anyway, I've already accepted that we'll only ever be friends" i said as i slowly climbed out of bed to grab the bag that Nat had brought with her.

"Hey be careful!" She said taking a few steps towards me.

"Im fine Nat just a bit sore, i can get out of Bed by myself" i told her as the door opened and Bucky came walking back in.

"take it easy doll, should you even be up and about yet?"

"Guys I'm fine, really" i tried to tell them "i just need a shower"

"Okay, Buck you wanna take your girl and i'll get momma to the shower" Nat said handing over the baby, he soon had his daughter settled against his chest and took a seat again.

"You’re a natural Barnes" Nat said sounding surprised walking over to me and taking the bag "lets go get you cleaned up".

"I wont be long Buck, you okay with her?" I asked wanting to make sure he felt comfortable being left alone.

"We're good, go take care of yourself. We'll be waiting for you when you get back" he smiled.

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Excited (Drabble Request)

Request: #99: "After everything... I'd still choose you."

Pairing: Tony Stark x Pregnant Black!Reader

Word Count: 1760

Warnings: A couple swear words, angst, fluffy ending tho

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Damn, damn, damn. You think as you look at the positive pregnancy test sitting on the bathroom counter. You stick your fingers into your fro and pull at the coils as you slide down the wall to the floor. Luckily Tony wasn't home at the moment so you had time to figure out how to tell him. Sure you guys have been dating for 2 and a half years, but the idea of having a kid hasn't even remotely crossed your minds, but now that it's happened, you couldn't have been happier and more scared at the same time. You decided that you've spent enough time going over all of your life decisions that led up to this point so you stand up, dust yourself off, and place the test in the trash. You turn off the light and exit the bathroom, already planning a way to tell Tony.

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   “Hey, how was your day? Are you feeling better?” Tony walks into the bedroom and makes his way to the bed, crawling over his side to kiss your forehead.

   “It was fine. And yeah, I started feeling better at around lunch time. And once I did start to feel better, I went out and got you a little something for your late nights.” You proceed to bend over the bedside and reach for the present wrapped in old newspaper.

   “You didn't have to buy me anything. Also, just to make sure, there's no anniversary that I forgot, correct?” Tony asks as he covers his eyes with his hands.

   “I feel like I should be concerned with that question but I'll look past it. Anyway, open your eyes… now.” You have a white mug in your hands, the front facing toward you and donning the words “ #1 DAD” in big, bold, red letters.

   “Wow, a white mug. What did I do to deserve this?” Sarcasm drips from his voice as he gently grasps the mug and begins to survey it, stopping once he got to the front then looking back up at you. You tried to read his face but there was nothing to read. “Really?” Was all he could muster up.

   “Y-yeah. I found out today.” Your heart begins to beat faster and your breathing rate increases. You attempt again to read his face but it's still blank. “Tony, what's wrong?”

   “Y/N, I have to be honest with you, I don't know what to think.” He sets the mug down on his night stand and then turns back to you and began to nervously rub the stubble on his face. “I think that this is definitely unexpected. I think that I'm not ready for this. I…” He stops to think but you take the time to speak up.

   “Listen Tony, I know why you don't think you're gonna be a capable dad, but I want you to understand that you are nothing like your father. And I'm excited for when this child comes and you are able to see that. But right now, I just need you to be excited.” You take his hands from the face and hold them, caressing your thumbs over his knuckles.

   “I want to be excited, but Y/N this is scary. I don't know if we're ready.” Tony's face is soft and vulnerable, but yours hardens as you get up, and stomp over to your closet and snatch the first duffle bag you saw and start stuffing clothes into it.

   “Well, Tony,  since we have been together for 2 and a FUCKING HALF YEARS I would hope that a step like this could be made and understood. Sure getting a puppy or something would have been less of a shock, but WE made the choices we did and WE should be able to agree on a course of action.” You go into the bathroom to grab your toothbrush and some hair products. After packing them you stop and breath, then look at Tony. “Listen, I know you have your reservations about the situation, but right now I wish you would allow yourself to be happy.” You zip up the bag and slide on the first pair of sandals you see then head toward the door.

   “Y/N…” Tony calls, making you stop but only briefly.

   “I'll talk to you later, Tony.” You sigh, then walk out. After you head to your car you get in and sit for a minute, trying to figure out where to go. You pick up your phone and scroll to the person who will always take you in no matter the time and/or place: Steve.

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   “Well, congrats on your surprise, but I'm sorry to hear how revealing it to Tony went.” Steve comes and sits across from you on his coffee table and hands you a water bottle.

   “Thank you.” You take a sip and then a deep breath. “I wasn't asking much, right? I just wanted him to be happy for us. For me.” You tap on the top of the water bottle as you try to fight back tears. “I just needed him to be encouraging right now. When I first found out I didn't know what to do. I sat in my bathroom, on the floor, motionless, because I was afraid of his reaction, what I would be like as a mom, if I would be a good mom, if this was even a good time to bring a whole ass child into the world we're living in right now. I guess when Tony reacted the way he did, that, in my mind, just confirmed one of my fears.” The tears still gently fell down your face as Steve pulls you in for a hug.

   “Okay, first, you can stay as long as you would like. Second, I do think that sometime soon you and Tony should talk. I mean sure it was slightly inconsiderate for him not even come remotely close to the excitement you were looking for, but I also believe you already started pushing away before either of you got any words out.” He pulls away from the hug but continues to lightly rub your back. You look at his face then progressively look down to your hands, taking in the painstakingly true words. All you do is nod, then stand with the help of Steve's hand to make your way back to his guest room.

   “Can I say one thing?” Steve raises his eyebrow and slightly elevated his head for you to continue. “I did not know that you had a two bedroom apartment. I mean yeah, one I understand stand, but two?” You joke as Steve now practically pulls you back to your room, giggling at your comments.

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   It's been a week since you've seen Tony and during that week the most significant thing you've done was confirm that you were indeed pregnant, a month and a half in. You went with Steve and Nat to the appointment and part of you wanted Tony there, but another part of you wanted to be able to go back and show him the ultrasound photos of the currently practically invisible baby inside. So you decide that a week is long enough for you, at least, to fully comprehend what was happening and figure that it was time for you to go back and face your fears. You walk up to the front door and unlock it with your keys. Once you enter you drop your bag on the couch and start roaming the place. “Tony! Tony, babe, we need to talk.” There was no answer but you could hear faint snoring as you made your way back to the bedroom. You slowly open the door and enter to the sight of Tony asleep on the ground, with a half made crib next to him, crumbled instructions and crib parts skewed everywhere, and the mug you bought him, which was currently and unsurprisingly half full of alcohol. You smile at the sight, then approach your sleeping boyfriend, gently shaking him awake.

   “No, no more instructions…” he mumbles as he wakes up, then smiles once he sees your face. “I knew you couldn't stay away from me.” He sits up and rubs his eyes, then tossed the screwdriver he had in his hand to the side.

  “Can we talk?” You sit down next to him and grasp one of his hands, gently rubbing his knuckles. The smile on his face fades and eyebrows furrow. “The reason why I reacted the way I did was because I was scared too. And I hoped that you would be excited so I knew that this wasn't a mistake and that I didn't make a mistake, so when you reacted the way you did, I didn't know what to think.” You swallow hard to keep from crying, then continue. “It's just, I know this wasn't planned at all, but I believe we can do this, and there is no other person I would want to do this with because I believe you'll be an amazing father, and together we can raise an amazing child.” You look at Tony and give him a small grin, then melt into the hand he placed on your cheek to wipe away the fallen tear you didn't know you had.

   “After what happened last week, I realized that I had no idea how you felt about the situation, a trend it seems that I have. I just want you to know that after everything... I'd still choose you. So I want you to know that I am excited, I promise that I will be here for you from now on, and to show this promise, I attempted to put together a store bought crib. Key word: attempted.” He looks back at the pile of wooden bars and screws, shakes his head then turns back to you. “After realizing last night that this thing is a piece of shit, I have decided to make a crib from scratch because I can make one better than that thing in my sleep. Something that I should probably get.” He stands then helps you up, pulling you close to him by the waist. “I love you.” He whispers as he kisses the top of your head, then proceeds to fluff out your hair again.

   “I love you too. Also I have some pictures for you.” You proceed to show him the string of ultrasound photos from your appointment, then brainstorm names and nursery colors. The rest of the day was full of napping and cuddling, and, due to new found faith in his parenting abilities, an ultrasound photo was placed in a frame to be housed in Tony's lab forever.

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P.S: I'm Mated With The Cursed Alpha!

Chapter Nine

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W-what did he say? Why does he want me to put down Daely...a-and what on earth is he doing here?

How the hell did he even pass security!! SHIT!

He closed his eyes for a moment and sighed deeply when I refuse to move... I mean I was too scared to. By the looks of it, he was holding back his rage, because he didn’t want to harm little Daely in my arms. I looked down at her, then at him, lost for words.

I-I don’t even know what to say or how to explain my way out of this. How can I? The evidence was already in his possession.

“I said put...the baby down!” He said through clenched teeth.

“P-please, c-calm down alright.” I stuttered, choking nervously, but he kept cutting me off.

“Put the baby down.” He repeated again.

Damn, he’s really pissed. I wouldn’t like the see what he’d do to me if Daely wasn’t in my arms. Just thinking about it has me on the edge.

“P-please... I—

Suddenly without having the nerve to do or say anything, he stepped forward and gently plucked Daely right out of my arms.

I gasped deeply as he cradles her head with his large hand. The rest of her little body laid on his muscular forearm as she slept.

Still stunned by what just happened, I stood there dumbfounded as I wrapped my arms over my body.

He walked over and rest her down gently on the changing table with the borders around it so she wouldn’t fall.

I don’t know what it was that has me feeling this way, but he really looks good with her in his arms. He was awfully gentle and careful with her... I have to admit, it made him even more attractive.

The cursed, possessive Alpha was soft with baby pups...but everything changed for the worst when she was finally out of his arms. He looked over at me with those intense green eyes and clenched jaw.

My back was against the wall as I held out my hand to stop him, but that didn't stop him. He marched over towards me impatiently and pressed his larger body against mines, snatching my jaw into his hand firmly.

“You’re a stubborn one!” He said down to me, staring across my face. “Why didn’t you moved when I told you to.”

I whimpered softly. I can’t believe the one man I was supposed to be protected from has me hold up in the property’s Nursery changing room. The one place I thought I’d be safe.

I swear he stops at nothing!

“T-this isn’t the time or the place for this!”

“Well, I just made it the time and place.” He said staring at me with those dark green eyes. “I couldn’t wait to get you alone.”

“But I’m not alone... p-please let me go...” I begged, clutching his wrist, but it only pissed him off even more.

“Who you think you’re talking to?” He said in a low voice, trying not to wake sleeping Daely.

He pulled out the picture collage from his pocket and held it to my face. “What the hell is this?” He asked, getting angrier by the second.

My heart was pounding hard as I looked at the different pictures of me and Jackson. Just seeing Jackson’s face in this current situation made me even more emotional.

“I asked you a question?” He said to me, but my mouth was folded shut because I didn’t know what to say. I’m already a terrible liar. I’ll just put myself in even more hot water.

Shit... he’s so close. Too close! I can feel his firm muscles pressing against me as he holds me against the wall.

He raises a sharp brow at me and locked his eyes onto mines. “Fine!” He said calmly, turning me around. “I guess you want to feel how hard I am for you.”

He thrust and dig his hips into my ass. I don’t know if it’s our clothing that was too thin or his dick print that was that big and hard. I could feel every inch of his thickness.

He grinds his hips slowly into me, rubbing his huge length between my ass cheeks. Goddess! That thing’s so hard and it throbbed... I could feel my core heating up.

T-this is too much... I hated it, but I couldn’t help the way I feel... It’s been a while since I’ve been touch like this. I’m in desperate need of a release, but I don’t want it from him! He’s getting way too comfortable.

“You’re trespassing... This is against the treaty—

“I don’t give a damn!” He cut me off. “I’m not trespassing if something belongs to me!”

“I don’t BELONG TO YOU!” I whispered yelled.

“Yes, the fuck you do!” He said, “Or is it the man in the picture you belong to? Why is he so close to my mate! Feeling on her... KISSING HER! Who the hell is he!”

Still refusing to talk, he arched my back, moving his large hand towards my neck and pull my head towards his chest.

“Still won’t tell me, huh?” He said.

I whimpered softly, looking over at Daely still fast asleep, but I couldn’t focus, his cock was literally springing in his pants as he thrust his hips harder against my ass.

“You feel mini-me, don’t you? You got him really happy...even from the moment I laid eyes on you.” He said in my ear. “This is what we have to go through whenever I smell that sharp, sweet smell of yours... You have no idea what you do to us, little girly.”

He grinds his hips harder from behind. His large hand travels down my body, groping a handful of my breast in my bra cup as the other moved over my stomach.

“You’re not going to talk... I’ll make you talk.” He seethed.

He moved his head into the crook of my neck and ran his tongue over my skin, sucking it firmly. Shivers starting to roll through my body. My breathing started to heave slightly.

He moved further down to my soft spot. The spot where every wolf gets to mark and grazed his sharp canines over it gently.

“Damn! You’re so fucking tempting... I wanna sink my teeth so deep in this sweet spot.” He said, “Mark, and finally, claim you as mines.”

“N-no...” I said, but I didn’t have the will power to pull away.

“Then are you ready to talk?” He said as he felt his dick throbbed uncontrollably against my ass. “Because I’ll have those eyes of yours rolling in the back of your head in no time.”

I parted and closed my lips. I was too petrified to speak. He grew impatient and moved his hand under my blouse, then under my bra cup.

My nipples we’re rock hard! I didn’t want him to feel how aroused I am. It would only make him try even harder to make me crack.

“Oh... I guess I’m not the only one that’s horny, am I.” He said in a lustful tone. “These nipples are nice and firm. Makes me want to suck them until they turn inside out.”

He tugged on my hard, round nipples between his fingers and nibbled on my ear. I-it felt so good. My core was heated up... I was on the edge of cumming...so close.

“I know you like it, Joel.” He kissed the back of my neck.

He said my name...the way he said my name... Goddess! A moan nearly slipped out of my mouth.

He removed one hand and took mine, resting it over his large, stiff dick print through his pants.

Oh my gosh!! He’s enormous!

I flinched, moving my hand away, but he grasped my hand tightly and forcefully move it up and down his length, groaning softly in my ear.

“Don’t run away! A little too late for that! It’s about time you met your future best friend. He’s gonna rearrange them guts... satisfy you real good!” He said rolling my nipple with his finger. “Only a few weeks left until I’ll finally tear up this phat pussy. I’ll be pounding the fuck out of you too with this thick ass you got. Long dick style. No breaks either.”

Oh shit... I was at my limit. I trembled in his hold as he feels me up and talks dirty in my ear. He spanked and grabbed my ass roughly, thrusting his hips into mines over and over, making my tits bounce in my shirt.

“Goddess...” I gasped, moaning beneath my breath. “P-please.”

“Tell me who’s the guy in the picture then.” He said sternly. “Because I just about had enough! If you don’t answer me, I’ll strip this pant off of you and eat this little pussy of yours, front and back. Stop playing with me. Better yet, I’ll suck on that throbbing clit until your head caves in. You’ll have no other choice but to tell me!”

“Please... The baby’s in the room!” I said.

“I know!” He said. “But my patience is growing thin

“B-but, but...”

He shoved his hand in the front of my pants, into my soaked underwear.

“Fuck, you’re so wet for me, princess.” He said slapping his finger over my pussy. “Damn, this kitty’s even more fat and juicy than I expected.”

My pussy clenched so hard. The sensation was swelling up in my core.

“Oh shit!” He groaned. “This little clit is throbbing wildly on my finger too.”

“T-That’s because your t-touching it...” I whimpered, trying to hold back as hard as I can.

“No, that’s because the Alpha’s in charge! You’re turned on by my masculinity. It’s every she wolf’s weakness.” He said leaving sloppy kisses down my neck, sucking on my skin harshly. “Oh...that’s gonna leave a mark, kitten. Better cover it up nice and good before momma Alpha sees it.”

“S-stop...” I moaned.

He paused for a moment and whispered down at me, “Was that a moan?” He said as I shook my head slightly. “Liar! Admit it! Am I causing this pussy juice to flow? I’m making this pussy tremble with pleasure, huh?

“No!”

“Yes!”

“N-no...”

"YES!" He said, rolling fast small circles around my sensitive clit.

I begin to squeeze my legs together as the climax began to roll in, but he stepped one leg between mines to keep them spread.

“Nah uh! Keep them spread! Not until you tell me who’s the man in the picture.” He said.

I was at the break of spilling it all out.

He knew all my weak spots. Bouncing and tugging my breast in my shirt, whiles teasing my clit and sucking on my neck. I’m about to... I’m about to—

“Matter of fact... this is just play, Joel... I can’t wait to see how you’ll be when this fat ass of yours is bouncing wildly on my long, hard cock, stuffing this little hole full.” He said, inhaling my scent deeply. “That’ll be some hot, sweaty sex... I could see it now. It’ll take five of my men to get me off you... When that time comes, we’ll be needing a changing room too after we’re done.”

Moon goddess!

“Who’s the man, Joel?” He asked for the last time, longing out his slimy, et tongue into my ear.

“H-he’s my ex... boyfriend!” I blurted out as I finally tip over the edge.

I moaned aloud, startling Daely just a little as I ride out my orgasm.

“Shh!” Darius said, “you’re gonna wake the baby.”

Embarrassed and sexually exposed, I held my head down, trembling as I waited for the pleasure to finally subside. I can’t believe I’ve cracked.

“Sweet sweet release, ain’t it?” He said rubbing my throbbing, wet pussy for the last time before moving his hand out of my pants.

He spun me around and lift my face up to his. I can’t believe I’m saying this...though I hated his guts, I can’t lie, the man was drop-dead gorgeous. The haircut really brought out more of his features.

The way that he looks at me with those dark green eyes. Those pink full lips, sharp jawline, high cheekbones, he was awfully handsome.

“He’s your ex, huh?” He said. “When did you two broke up?”

“That’s none of your business!” I mumbled.

His eyes flashed a bright gold as he tried to teem his wolf. He clutches my jaw, tightly.

“Don’t get smart with me, because we’ll go another round! And this time my long cock will be down that pretty, little throat of yours!” He said through clenched teeth. “Try me!”

“W-we broke up...a month ago...” I said feeling crushed for lying, but it was my only choice.

His eyes traveled over my face as we stared at each other for an intimate moment then he gradually stepped away.

“That’s all I wanted to know.” He said as Daely burst out crying.

I took a few steps away from him to go and comfort her, only to get a loud, hard spank on my left ass cheek, making my tits bounced in my blouse.

I gasped aloud and paused, feeling my pussy clench wildly as I took a few deep breaths.

After taking Daely in my arms, patting her over my shoulder, she gradually calmed down.

There was a slight awkwardness between us. He just stood there and watch as I held her gently in my arms. After what just happened, I was too embarrassed to look him in the face, so I looked to the ground instead.

“You know, you look really good with that baby in your hand... It turns me on even more seeing how I’m going to have you looking shortly.” He said, giving me a cheeky smile. “But for now...it’s just you and me.”

He walked out of the room, closing the door gently behind him.

I let out a deep shaky breath, feeling all the weight of anxiety being lifted off me as I embraced little Daely.

“Miss Joel, I’m finished!” Alice said, flushing the toilet.

My eyes widened. I forgot she was in there! She opened the bathroom stall and washed her hand, but I was concerned about what she probably had heard.

“Alice,” I said calmly, “d-did you hear anything when you were in there?” I asked her.

“Yes! Musicals!” She said.

“M-musicals?” I said confusedly. “What do you mean?”

“My Momma and Papa do them at night,” she explained. My eyes widened as I finally realized what it meant. “Momma calls them musicals.”

I cleared my throat and nodded at her. “Y-yes they are, but don’t tell anyone you heard ‘musicals’ in the bathroom, alright?”

“Yup! She exclaimed skipping to the door.

For the life of me, please don’t tell anyone...

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Unexpected Arrival -5

Pairing: Eventual Bucky x Reader, Possible Steve x Reader

Summary: As if working with the Avengers wasn’t exciting enough…. an unexpected visitor is about to change your life forever.

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Switching off the TV i got out of bed and stretched feeling my body crack in various places, i quickly checked on Evie who was fast asleep in her rocker before grabbing the baby monitor and heading to the kitchen for some tea and something to eat.

"Hey" Bucky says from the sofa startling me, it was nearly 9pm and i thought he'd still be out on his date.

"Hey" i replied quietly as i continued making my tea and grabbing some food.

"Where's Evie?"

"Sleeping in my room"

"You sure she's okay by herself...."

"She's fine" i nodded looking at the baby monitor that had a huge screen showing my sleeping baby girl "take a look for yourself" i pushed it closer to him.

"Did stark make this?"

"Of course!"

It was suddenly so quiet, you could of heard a pin drop!

"So why are you still here? Thought you had a hot date?"

"I never wanted to go on that stupid date. I kept trying to tell Sam that but you know what his like"

"Right"

"I just wanted to be here, spend more time with you and Evie. But you've been locked away in your room for hours"

"Sorry, i feel asleep" i shrugged "then i watched a movie, i didn't know you were still here and i didn't want the team fussing...." i lied, i couldnt tell him that the truth was i had been sitting in my room crying over him!! I finished making my tea and poured out a cup of black coffee for Bucky knowing he would never turn down coffee.

"Here" i gave him a quick smile as i placed the steaming hot mug on the table in front of him. As i turned to go back into the kitchen Bucky reached forward taking my hand stopping me from leaving.

"Hey...."

"What?"

"Are you really okay?"

"Im fine" i nodded forcing a smile, i could already tell by the look on his face he wasnt buying it.

"Come here" he pulled me down next to him pulling me into his side so that i was curled up against his chest "you know you can talk to me"

"You sound like Steve" i mumbled rolling my eyes.

"Steve? When did you talk to Steve?"

"Earlier, he came by to check on me"

"Oh"

"He heard me crying and let himself in i didn't invite him in"

"Crying? Why were you crying?" He asked looking down at me with worried eyes.

"Im just hormonal, I'm literally crying at everything. Im a mess right now...."

"Thats understandable after what you've been through doll, it'll get better soon. Its not even been 24 hrs yet"

"Yeah i know" i nodded in agreement giving him a small smile.

"That why you got pissy about the whole date thing?" He suddenly asked making my heart start to race.

"Honestly? I don't know.... part of me was angry that you'd even consider going on that date when i had just given birth to your daughter. Then you said you felt like you need to be here, i wanted you to want to be here for her. I don't want to feel like me and Evie are ruining your life"

"What?? Y/N how could you ever think you and Evie ruin my life??" He looked down at me like i was crazy "You have given me the best thing I've ever had in my life. I know we didn't plan for this to happen but, I'm happy it did. And I'm glad that it was with you"

My head fell against his chest in an attempt to hide the fact i was crying again!!

"Doll..... are you crying?"

"Yes okay! I cant help it!" I moaned then we both started laughing at what a mess i was.

"I should get back to Evie, i don't want to leave her alone for too long" i said finally pulling myself out of Bucky's arms.

"Can i come and say goodnight? Is that okay?"

"Of course it is, you don't need permission Buck" i smiled at him before grabbing my tea and some chips and heading back to my room.

Evie was just waking up and starting to cry when we walked into my room, Bucky was straight over there lifting her into his arms.

"There's my girl" he cooed quietly, he loved her so much already it was clear from the way he looked at her, Evie instantly curled up against his neck and started falling asleep again.

"Come and sit down with her Buck, you cant stand there all night" i nodded to the empty side of the bed. He nodded before walking over and sitting next to me, as he got comfy i started a movie on Netflix and opened my chips leaving the bag between us so he could have some if he wanted.

"If i fall asleep wake me up at 3am for her feed" i said to Bucky like it was something we did all the time.

"Sure doll" he smiled down at me before his eyes focused back on the TV.

Bucky woke me up at 3am as promised for Evie's feed, I don't even remember much of it to be honest, i felt like a zombie most of the time since having her. It became a regular thing over the next couple of days, Bucky would stay in my room with us and wake me up when it was time to feed Evie then we'd wake up cuddled up with Evie sleeping in her basket at the side of the bed. I could almost fool myself into thinking we more than two friends who had a baby together.

Waking up this morning i found myself alone in bed and Evie's basket empty, Bucky would probably be out in the common room with her letting me get some more rest. As i sat up i felt the front on my top was wet and looked down to see my breasts had been leaking!

"Really....this is just fantastic!" I groaned throwing back the covers and getting up, my breasts were hurting and feeling so full i could cry! I grabbed Bucky's hoodie that was on the back of my chair and went off to find Evie.  When i got to the common room Bucky was sat alone reading on the sofa, i looked around but there was no sign of Evie.

"Buck, where's Evie??" I asked needing to know where my baby was.

"Steve and Nat have taken her for a walk outside, trying the new stroller Tony made"

"Shit..." i muttered shifting uncomfortably "okay" i nodded before quickly heading to the room next to mine that was currently being decorated for Evie's nursery. I started rummaging through the many boxes looking for what i needed, i remember seeing one here somewhere!!

"Doll, what are you doing?" Bucky asked from the doorway, i turned to see him casually leaning against the door frame watching me.

"Looking for something....."

"What? If you tell me i can help you"

"I need the breast pump.... like now!"

"Why? Are you okay...."

"This is why!" I quickly opened the hoodie showing him my wet top, Bucky's eyes went wide and he actually blushed a little.

"i cant wait for them to bring Evie back, it hurts too much! I need to do this now"

"Okay, go wait in the bedroom i'll find it"

When i heard Bucky come back a couple minutes later i had already shed my wet top and was standing in sweatpants and my lilac nursing bra Nat had gone out to buy me.

"Shit sorry! I should have knocked" Bucky mumbled turning around quickly.

"Come on Buck its not like you haven't seen me in less" i rolled my eyes at him reaching for the box in his hand.

"My god how does this thing even work!!" I yelled getting frustrated with the damn thing.

"Let me see, just try and calm down" he said taking the pump and reading the instructions.

"I have no idea.... this is talking about nipple sizes!" Bucky said looking horrified shaking his head at me.

"Having this baby has left me with no dignity at all! pass me one of those bottles..." i pointed at one of the bottles that attaches to the pump "Bruce and Tony have literally seen everything! And now this!" I said taking the bottle from Bucky and turning my back to him while i unclasped the cup of my bra.

"Ow ow ow!" I cried as i tried to put pressure around my nipple "this is ridiculous!" My head dropped as i started crying at how hopeless i felt.

"Hey come on now, you can do this" Bucky said from behind me, i hadn't even noticed he was that close until i felt his chest against my back, his hands resting on my stomach.

"Do you want me to.... i could try and...."

"Im already humiliated Buck" i shook my head at him. I rested my head back against his chest and closed my eyes trying to calm myself down. When i felt Bucky's hands slowly moving up from my stomach to cup my breasts my eyes flew open, my heart racing.

"Bucky...."

"Shhh just relax" he whispered as his hands started to massage my breasts.... god he was good with his hands! I let my eyes fall closed again as i felt myself relaxing.

"You feeling okay?" He mumbled close to my ear.

"Yeah it feels better actually" i replied opening my eyes, i looked down to see Bucky holding the bottle in his metal hand whilst his right continued putting pressure in all the right places on my breast.....The bottle already filling slowly.

"This is so embarrassing..... i feel like a cow!" I moaned, Bucky just chuckled and kissed the side of my head "Thank you" i said quietly, as embarrassed as i was right now i was so grateful that he had helped me with this.

"No problem doll".

"You know this is a good thing, i get to help feed Evie now!" Bucky called through to me while i was in the bathroom cleaning up and getting in fresh clothes.

"I'll try and work that thing out so i can express too. That way you can feed her more"

"Thanks" he beamed at me at i came back out into the bedroom "you feeling okay now?"

"Yeah I'm good" i smiled "embarrassed but I'm okay"

Bucky pulled me into his arms and held me tight, his hands gently rubbing up and down my back.

"You have nothing to be embarrassed about sweetheart" he mumbled "we make a pretty good team you and me"

"Yeah we do. We always did though, thats how we got here Buck" i laughed thinking back to that mission in Alaska, we had been paired for that mission for that exact reason.

"Thats right, Steve said we were perfect for the job because we worked well together..... maybe we worked together a little too well" he said putting his arm around my shoulders "I mean, what are the chances that the one time i get you into bed i get you pregnant!"

"Must be those damn super sperm of yours!" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Must be" he chuckled "come on lets go find our girl".

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