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soulaires · 3 months
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Sweet Dreams | A.W
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pairings: dad!Aaron Warner x mom!Reader
synopsis: Aaron loves his daughter, he really do. Hell, he would burn down the world for her but sometimes,, all he wanted was to spend one night alone with you—his beloved pretty wife.
warnings: interrupted sexy times, domestic life, GIRL DAD AARON WARNER LESSGOOO, comfort, nightmares, Aaron Warner is so done, reader and dior are little shits, fluff, married life, light smut obvi, it was interrupted though (literally the whole plot) not proofread …
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Aaron Warner is a good father.
He really is, he educated himself on the risks, pros and cons, he even bought himself a book on how to take care of his pregnant wife, a beginners guide on being a father and what not.
He would like to pride himself that he knows about everything, knows how to handle when the baby cries, when the baby throws a tantrum, or when his daughter wants something and such.
but…
If there was one fact no one mentioned to Warner about being a father, it was just how quickly his sex life would evaporate.
He loves dior, he really does. She is his most beloved daughter, baby girl, light of his life, his princess, his Achilles heel (plus you, of course.) and unfortunately the bane of his existence.
he’s kidding.
but of course there are some times that he just wants an alone time with you, his beautiful wife without being interrupted by a certain little princess.
All because you drove him to madness, igniting an insatiable desire within him, awakening the hidden beast that eagerly salivated and panted in response to your lustful glances, strategically unleashed whenever the mood struck.
He would be a fool to lie and pretend you didn’t stir something inside of him, some wretched version of himself rattled the bars of its cage, akin to a hurricane relentlessly tearing through barriers to reach you whenever you allowed your sugar-sweet voice to caress his sensitive ears.
He was a slave for the love you easily gave him as if it’s the easiest thing you can ever do. How can you easily love someone like him? a hopeless man yearning for thirst and begging for a single drink, a solitary taste, as if dying of thirst and pleading at your feet.
You were his goddess, and the privilege of sharing your bed, your throne, surpassed all his wildest dreams. Simply being by your side was more than he believed he deserved, and he vividly recalled the day he first encountered you—the day you convinced him that he was truly worth something.
The room is awash with the silvery glow of the moon, you notice, setting a tranquil atmosphere that amusingly contradicts the feverish warmth of Aaron's caresses. His kisses trace a journey from the curve of your neck to the hollow of your navel. However, any sense of composure shatters when your husband playfully bites your right nipple, sending all rational thoughts scattering out the window.
“Ah, Aaron,” you groan after a sharp nip against your collarbone. “fuck! baby…I—we can’t—!”
“Shh, we can, love. Dior is asleep” he whispers against your ear, “just let me take care of my wife, yeah?” He said as he caressed your hair, admiring your beauty under him. “It’s just us…” he said as he chuckled and that made you shiver.
“Pretty, momma…look at you, my pretty wife.” Aaron shifts to readjust himself as he hurriedly vanishes the remaining clothes and attacks your lips and kisses you passionately and hungrily as if he has been starved for years.
“Gods—look at you, ma, pretty as life and poison, want me to put another baby on you, hm?” he said as he dragged his teeth against your chest to taste your beating heart and he then placed soft and slow kisses on your face while stroking your face with his thumb.
You draw him closer, intending for a light and sweet kiss to allow your husband to continue his gentle touches. Yet, it’s not your fault that you find yourself getting lost in the sheer perfection that is Warner.
He, in turn, envelops both of you with his hand, stirring a gentle desire for more within you and oh, dear god, you need more.
Just as you are about to open your mouth to voice out your desires for a little more, a soft, almost inaudible knock interrupts the intimate moment.
The unmistakable soft voice of your three-year-old daughter pierces through the room, calling out, “momma..? dada..?” Panic flashes between you and Aaron, and hastily, you both scramble to locate your discarded clothes.
“mommy! daddy!” yelled dior through the door as she started knocking continuously that makes you and your husband panic more. “‘s da door broken..?!”
“just a second, princess,” Aaron softly calls out, panicking when his hard-on doesn’t seem to go away. Hell.
He glances up at his wife and stares at you, baffled when he realizes that you had already put on your night gown and on your way to open the door.
“Wha—how?” he asks in disbelief. “You were literally just—”
“Don’t underestimate me.” You joked.
Aaron dismissively shakes his head, muttering under his breath, and takes a seat on the bed, discreetly covering his arousal with the white comforter just as Dior bursts into the room and enthusiastically throws herself into your arms.
“Hey, baby,” you whisper, gently rubbing comforting circles on her back. “Nightmare, love?”
"Uh-huh," Dior nods against your neck, her tears leaving your nightgown slightly damp.
you picked her up and went to the bed as dior hugged her dad, sniffing as she softly cried, “oh, darling. What happened, princess? hm?” Asked Warner as he hugged his crying daughter to his arms.
“I—hiccup t-thought monsters got you,” said dior, her green eyes filled with tears. you then pulled her into a hug.
“aw, baby, we are fine,” you said, patting her back. you brush the blonde curls out of your daughter’s eyes. “yeah, sweetheart, no monsters here.”
“Are you sure?” She asked, looking suspiciously around their room.
“Promise,” you replied, assuringly as you stood up to rock her to calm her down.
“We promised, sweet princess. And if there is, daddy will scare the ugly monsters away,” your husband assured her from the bed as dior starting to calm down,
“really?” she said with a shaky voice and a glassy doe eyes and you almost cried seeing her state.
Poor baby.
“I promise, Di, daddy will protect you and momma.” Aaron said sincerely as you rocked her back and forth in your arms, running your fingers through her wild curls.
Dior sniffles start to quiet down. “Mhm…,” she says. “Can I stay here?” She looks at you with puppy eyes that is impossible for you to say no so you nodded.
“Of course, princess ,” Aaron responds, quietly mourning the loss of one night with his wife, alone.
As you continue rocking Dior in your arms, attempting to lull her into a peaceful slumber, your efforts are momentarily interrupted by her sweet voice, breaking the silence of the room.
“Mommy?” Dior queries after a few minutes, perched on your lap with a wide-eyed expression. “What's wrong with daddy?”
Your gaze shifts toward Aaron, who remains sprawled face-down on the bed, emitting occasional groans and muffled whines in his attempt to compose himself for the sake of your toddler. Suppressing a grin, you find amusement in his comical efforts.
“Well, Di,” you murmur, showering light kisses on your daughter’s chubby cheeks to conceal your amusement. “I think your daddy is having a nightmare, much like the one you just experienced.”
Dior gasps in innocent concern. ”Oh no! Mommy, give daddy kisses to scare the monsters away!”
Smiling at her pure-hearted suggestion, you gently explain, “I don’t think that will help, sweet thing.” Observing Dior's face scrunch up in confusion, you swiftly add, ”You see, adults have different nightmares than kids do.”
“But kisses always help!” Dior insists with unwavering conviction.
”Well, if you insist,” you reply, giving in to her innocent plea, and share a quiet laugh at the sheer delight evident on Dior's face.
As you comply with dior’s request, you peppered kisses onto your husband’s face, eliciting a chorus of giggles from both him and Dior.
After showering Aaron with a cascade of kisses, he playfully remarks, "Mhm, daddy is okay now, but he'll be even more okay if you give daddy a kiss too."
Dior, with her eyes sparkling, responds enthusiastically, "Okay, Daddy!" She complies, peppering him with a flurry of sweet kisses as you heard Aaron giggles so you did, and in the midst of the joyous exchange, she graciously plants kisses on your face, too.
“Thank you, baby. Ready for sleep?” You asked and the response is a barely there nod.
“Love you and g’night, little missy.” You whisper, your voice sounds like a lullaby to the quiet room.
Aaron chimes in, taking on the role of the protector, “daddy will be right here, chasing away any monsters that dare to bother you, emerald.”
Dior, even in her drowsy state, manages to mumble a sleepy “luvu, daffy, momfy” before succumbing to dreams. The room, now quiet except for the soft breathing of your little one.
Your husband then looked at you and softly smiled, “I’ll chase all of your monsters away, too, love.” you softly giggled and gave him a peck.
However, as the night deepens, you feel a pair of eyes on you. Turning your attention, you find your husband, his expression akin to a kicked puppy, a playful pout adorning his features. It’s a silent plea for the solitude that eluded him tonight, a longing for those moments when it’s just the two of you.
You meet his gaze, understanding the unspoken disappointment in his eyes. As a promise of solace, you assure him with a tender look that whispers, ”Next time, it'll be just us.” you promised him.
And you were never the one who breaks promises.
So, was it really a surprise that after you fulfilled your promise you found yourself with two positive pregnancy tests?
No, not really.
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📫 :: my first post in 2024 ?!?!!? Anyway this will be a series !!! Next one will be the introduction of the new addition to the family and THE question of “where does baby come from?” From baby warner. Also, if you want to be added to my taglist please do let me know!
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dykevanny · 2 months
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from every voice, the same question rings:
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sparkleresthold · 3 months
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More SG foolishness 💙💛
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captainhysunstuff · 10 months
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Soichiro is worried about Light’s taste in men.  (Let’s assume that somehow Yotsuba was never involved with Kira junk in this reality, lol.)
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alpacacare-archive · 1 year
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(tags by @ourselvers​ on this post)
you'd think right? but the truth of the matter is that this man operates like this
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aemondsvisenya · 1 year
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Okay I NEED more girl-dad!Aemond - headcanons or a full on oneshot, I don’t mind, I just need more of it
YESSSS, girl dad Aemond is THE BEST
I absolutely WILL write one shots/fics about it, I’m just super busy right now and headcanon posts usually help me figure out how/what to write anyway, hope that’s okay!
I also included a reader who is AFAB/pregnant because I wanted to touch on some pregnancy headcanons, but I’ve tried to avoid reader pronouns, hope that’s okay!
Warnings: mentions of pregnancy
💚 Aemond Targaryen as a girl dad - Headcanons 💚
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This man lives for his daughters, quite literally LIVES for them
When you’re pregnant for the first time, Aemond is so ridiculously happy, he truly doesn’t think he can get any happier.
He’s admittedly somewhat anxious because he wants to be a good father, and he’s a little worried that his child will fear him because of his eye and scar, or even that he’ll be a terrible parent like his own father, but you set him straight and tell him that your child will adore him as much as you do.
He will be nothing like his own father, he vows - he will never make his child feel unwanted or unloved, like they aren’t good enough
The whole pregnancy he’s so attentive to you and your needs, talking to your growing belly in High Valyrian and stroking it softly; he’s in awe when he feels the baby kick against his hand, eye wide and an involuntary smile curling his mouth
He picks out the egg for her cradle himself, spending hours looking at all the eggs before choosing a sapphire one that you think matches the one in his eye. He makes sure it is incubated and ready for the arrival of his child, determined that they will have a dragon and not suffer like he did when he was young
When the baby is born, he insists on being at your side so that you’re not alone; it disgruntles the maester but he’s firm that he wants to be there the moment the child enters the world, he wants to be there for their first breaths. He also wants to make sure you’re not alone, he knows all too well that childbirth is a risk and he can’t bear the thought of you being alone for something that might potentially endanger your life
It all goes well, thank the gods, and as the maester lays the baby in your arms, he says to your husband, “congratulations, my Prince; you have a healthy daughter” - Aemond thinks he’s about to weep as he looks down at his daughter, falling in love with her immediately because she’s so perfect, she looks every inch a true Targaryen with her pale hair, and she has inherited his eyes. He vows he will always protect her, will always make her smile, will be the best father he can be to her - and you know he means it.
She is named Visenya to honour his dragon’s first rider, a true Targaryen warrior and queen
Aemond does everything with his little Visenya; it’s common to find him reading with her tucked in the crook of his arm when she’s a baby or on his lap as she grows into a toddler, smiling fondly as she babbles away to him. He insists on being in the nursery with her whenever he can, much to the surprise of the ladies who are charged with looking after her, and he can never part from her for long
He introduces her to Vhagar a few weeks after her birth - you’re extremely nervous, it must be said; you trust your husband, you have no doubts he knows what he’s doing, but Vhagar is so gargantuan that it’s hard not to worry a little about your baby. But Vhagar is remarkably calm as Aemond shows her his daughter and says she is called Visenya, and when he decides to take his daughter on her first dragon flight, Vhagar glides slowly and rather gently for someone of her size, like she knows to be careful of the fragile baby her rider has strapped to his chest
It’s obvious that your daughter LOVES Aemond just as much as he loves her
Visenya is a total daddy’s girl, she has him wrapped tightly around her little finger and she knows it: he will do anything she asks, whether it’s read a book or give her a hug or even take her dragon riding. She is so spoilt, his little princess
A couple of years after Visenya, you deliver another child - another daughter. You’re slightly worried that Aemond will be disappointed, that he wants a son, and you know that people will whisper; but the second he lays eyes on his second baby girl, he’s absolutely smitten. He loves her so much, just as much as her sister, and suggests that she be named Daenys after Daenys the Dreamer
A third daughter follows, this one named Naerys, then another who is called Jaenara, and then finally comes little Saera… and he’s so overjoyed with each of their births, so happy with all of them, far happier than he’s ever been in his entire life
People do in fact whisper - they say you have not done your duty, you have not given the Prince a son, that there must be something wrong with you and that it’s the gods’ way of cursing the marriage. At first you pay no mind to it, but eventually it becomes too much and you tearfully apologise to your husband for it
Aemond has never been so appalled in his life - he’s furious at everyone who has said such things, extremely furious, but he’s also perplexed because how could anyone think he doesn’t love all of his girls? How could he not love them, all five of them? And how could he be disappointed in you when you have delivered five healthy babes? The gods have blessed the two of you indeed, with five incredible girls and you surviving all of their births.
Anyone who dares mention “trying for a son next time” in front of Aemond ends up with his sword against their throat, his single eye cold as he calmly demands they apologise
Visenya is Aemond’s double; she grows tall and lithe like him, her eyes exactly like his one, and her face is almost the mirror of him with high cheekbones and sharply defined features. Her blue egg hatches into a sapphire coloured dragon that she names Starswift. Her father is so proud when she becomes one of the youngest dragon riders in living memory, and he even trains with her in the yard when she asks him to teach her: he tells everyone around him how excellent his Visenya is, what a fierce warrior she is. He is quite literally the proudest father in all of Westeros
Daenys is a lot like her aunt Helaena, which means Aemond adores her like he adores his older sister. She’s somewhat shyer than Visenya, and she’s very studious - just like her father. She has a big imagination, and Aemond always listens to her when she describes a dream or thought she’s had, no matter how small or silly it may seem to others - he never makes her feel like she’s being ridiculous. Her first egg didn’t hatch, but before she could even get upset about it, Aemond was already whisking her off to pick out a new one that did eventually hatch - a little dark purple one that she calls Nymrax.
Your middle daughter Naerys is very much a princess; she loves dresses and dolls and prides herself on being beautiful. You can count on Aemond buying her whatever fancy toy she wants, letting her have any dress made that she desires, because he can’t say no to his daughters. Being super feminine doesn’t change the fact that she is a Targaryen, however, and she is every bit a dragon rider like her family before her; her egg was a pale pink one and it hatched into a pink male dragon she named Moonfyre - a clever and sly little thing who hates everyone but his rider. He will literally snap and blow smoke at anyone who comes near unless Naerys is there, he is literally like a little kitten with her and she treats him like a spoilt house cat, cooing at him and rubbing his scales.
Jaenara is quite literally the total opposite of her older sister; she’s very much a tomboy and likes to play rough. Aemond chuckles when she, aged three and a half, follows him to the training yard and rather cutely demands that he teach her how to spar. “Like Senya,” She says firmly, picking up a stick; her oldest sister is her idol, but not as much as their father is. She’s not particularly loud or aggressive, but she’s curious and adventurous, she works hard, which are all traits Aemond admires about her. She bonds with a dark green hatchling from the Dragonmont when she’s young, and she calls him Shadowspine, and as soon as he’s large enough to ride that’s it - she disappears for afternoons on end, exploding the world around her, though her favourite places are the ones that have forests and nature.
Finally, there’s Saera - she is quite literally the baby, and she knows it. She knows she’s cute and adorable, and she’ll go up to Aemond when he’s reading or doing something, and just pout until he chuckles and lifts her onto his lap. She even does it at some banquets and feasts that she’s allowed to be at (only for an hour, and she’s escorted by a nursemaid), going up to her father with her big eyes and pulling at his sleeve. Most men would be annoyed at their children bothering them - never Aemond though. He always smiles softly and gives all of his attention to her, all of his daughters. Her pale hair is an absolute mess of curls and tangles, which Aemond fondly brushes for her every morning - he’s gentle, careful not to tug too hard with the brush. Her hatchling is black, much to everyone’s surprise, and she names it Midnight.
It’s not just for his youngest daughter: Aemond does ALL of their hair, braiding it into whatever hairstyles they want, helping them brush it, his fingers deftly weaving and moving through the pale hair they all inherited from him.
Aemond knows what it’s like to be treated differently, the second son, and he’s determined none of his kids feel like that, especially his younger ones. He tries to spend an equal amount of time with each of them, to be certain not to favour one over the other, and to make sure they all grow up knowing they’re loved and protected. Even when they’ve misbehaved and need a stern talking to, he is sure to keep calm and never say something that could make them feel unloved, he never has an unkind word for his girls ever
He’s the kind of father who takes his daughters’ education VERY seriously and will oversee every aspect of it himself if he has to.
They have only the very best tutors and maesters teach them, of course, but Aemond insists on teaching the girls High Valyrian himself. From the time they’re babies, he talks to them in the language of his ancestors - their ancestors. To add, if are to be dragon riders, they must know the language to communicate with their dragons as well as each other
And then there’s his eye… you know that before your first daughter was even born, he was worried that any children he had would be horrified and disgusted by the sight of his missing eye, even when you insisted it wasn’t true at all
Visenya sees his eye by accident when she’s four and sitting on his knee as she pretends to brush his hair with her hand; her fingers accidentally pull at the strap until it comes loose - and then her eyes widen, aghast. You can see Aemond’s eye also widen - in fear, fear that his daughter will look at him and see a monster instead of a loving father. “Oh, kepa, your eye!” She looks worried for him. “Are you okay? Does it hurt?” And to his shock, she hugs him and buries her face into his shoulder
None of those girls think he’s a monster or hideous or even remotely scary, of course; they all find out as they get older that the patch is covering his missing eye, they learn why the scar is so big and why sometimes he’s in pain, and they do everything they can for him when the pain flares up. Visenya will send one of her sisters to find you, another to fetch a maester, and then she and the remaining two will stay with Aemond and try to distract him, comfort him even. He appreciates it more than even he can put into words - the girls may all be very different from one another, but they are the same in that they are good people at heart because of how they’ve been raised
It warms his heart far too much when Jaenara announces at breakfast one day that she wants an eyepatch like her Kepa and all of the girls then decide they’re going to have eyepatches too. They all just really want to be like their brave amazing father who loves them 🥺
All in all, Aemond is truly the best dad in Westeros to his daughters, he would burn cities to protect them from harm, would murder anyone who dare hurts them in any shape or form, would conquer the world if they asked
{my ko-fi}
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yennao · 9 months
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Have 6 scribbles from a stupid lil comic I’m making for nobody but me in which Miguel is one of the spiders yote into 1610 a la collider and Miles’ dad is his first point of (very confused) contact.
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What struck me about Enjolras and Grantaire in the musical tonight is something I never realized in quite this way before: there’s a moment when they switch places. Enjolras learns no help is coming, and he loses hope, and he stops believing change is reachable. Grantaire realizes that he had something to believe in all along, that his life meant something simply because he shared it with and is giving it for his friends. Grantaire believes. And in switching places, Enjolras and Grantaire can really see each other and reach each other for the first time. They clasp hands and you know they would embrace were it not for the war they’re fighting. That’s the moment their romance has a real chance to work, and that’s the last moment they have. But the love was there, even however briefly. And that matters.
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lovestryke · 5 months
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my shattered glass optimus because i think the canon pallette looks too dull and random. (ie literally nothing like the og optimus's colors. the challenge is to remake his iconic colors into evil ones!! not just purple and black!!) i'll admit, i dont know much about primus. but in my sg universe, optimus would revere it as this higher power, the god of everything. treats you like shit if you don't believe in primus. also an asshole who LOVES hearing himself talk. you'll ask for advice and he'll give you 2 or 3 semi-valuable sentences and start bragging about himself and what he would do if he were in your situation. he'll also start going on a rant about how if you prayed to primus then things would be better for you.
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soulaires · 5 months
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aaron warner family headcanons
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The Warner Family.
pairings: dad!aaron warner x mom!reader
summary: get to know more about the warner family!
warnings: fluff, domestic, ooc, domestic shenanigans, protective aaron warner …
🪩:: voicemail ; read my other aaron warner fics here.
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Aaron found out about it when he heard some crying in the bathroom at the middle of the night, noticing your lack of presence beside him, he got worried and walk towards the bathroom.
There, he saw you, in front of a mirror having a breakdown.
He approached you and asked whats wrong.
“love?” he said softly, as he hugged you from behind and caressed your hair, “My love, whats wrong?” he asked you worriedly.
“aaron..” you trailed off as you continue to sob. He hugged you tightly and kissed your forehead , pulling away as he make you look at him, “what is it, angel? You can tell me.” he urged you.
“I’m pregnant.” you blurt out.
With the lack of reply, you panicked.
“I missed my period recently and I feel kinda shit lately so me juliette and nazeera bought an pregnancy test earlier and I tested all 7 of them and they are all positive, I don’t—”
As you were rambling, he quickly hugged you tightly and lifting you up to the ground as he span you around. You laugh softly at this gesture as he peppered kisses to your face and hair while he whispered sweet nothings.
“Its okay. We will be okay. Don’t worry. We got this, yeah? I love you. Thank you. Thank you, I love you so much, My love.”
at the first stage he got nervous about being a dad and have some self doubt but later got over it as he saw you patying your belly despite it still not visible.
he got more protective over you and never ever let you do things.
you guys told your friends by a guess the word game. They all cried.
He bought a book about being a dad and take notes on pregnancy books to help you out.
Baby proofs the every part of the house immediately.
He went to every appointment with you
He never ever made you feel guilty for your cravings.
Oh you want a food from a store hours away? Just wait.
A hellspawn food combination that you want? He will eat it with you.
Massage? Done.
A food from a different country? He ordered his men to get it ASAP.
Want some sweets especially made by your husband even though you have never tasted his baking? He learned how to bake immediately!
You guys did an gender reveal in the most fun way.
You did it as both kenji and juliette worn a baby costume with 'boy' written in the blue bib for juliette while 'girl' in a pink bib for kenji
They both FIGHT to determine who wins to know the gender
They even go overboard as they jumped into the swimming pool racing each other to the finish line
Kenji won.
So, its a girl!
You guys decorated her room immediately
You did ALOOOTTTT of shopping!!!!!
Your husband just spoils you rotten as you keep buying cute toys, plushies, and pretty cute clothes!!!
“my love, don't you think its a bit too much?” “I am sure the little princess do not need that much clothes, honey.”
he gave up as soon as he saw some cute baby clothes + a matching one.
When you guys did a baby shower its so emotional like omg you guys are gonna be parents!
You and Aaron planted a tree so it grows with baby dior!
teenager!dior safe place is the tree, she goes there to lay down, read and to relax when stresses!
Your friends wrote letters for dior to read when she reached the age 7, 11, 13, 15, 16, 18, 20, 21 and 22!
You and aaron made her a gmail account as you guys constantly wrote her some letters and random things there for her to read in the future
When you went into the labor he desperately wished to take away your pain and was crying with you. He comforted you as he cares your hair and gives you kisses.
“shh, its okay, baby. Im here. Im not going anywhere. ”
“you got this, my love. You are doing so well.”
“Aaron! I can't do this—”
“yes, yes you can, darling.”
He really can't bare to see you in so much pain even though he had seen so much worse
He was very gentle and was crying when he held your baby girl in his hands. His princess, his girls, his universe.
After the labour, you were barely allowed to do things in the house, he only let you rest while he take cares with everything.
You guys had an 3 months lockdown, not allowing anyone to visit the baby
Always keeping an eye for baby monitors
You and him do an rock, paper scissors when it comes to changing baby Dior diapers (he lets you win, sometimes.)
Dior have your eyes so he is a victim to those puppy dog eyes. He can't say no to you, what more to his princess especially with your eyes?
Learns to do her hair!!
Dior first words is not 'momma' or 'dada' it was Kenny. Kenny. You and aaron felt betrayed.
Despite with the nickname, kenji teared up and always paraded the moment (to your husband dismay) he grows to adore the nickname when she keep calling him that
He sometimes forget that he played dress up with baby di so sometimes he go to work with tiara, ribbons, those princess accessories on him.
“Refrain from laughing, there is nothing funny about this matter.” “uh...theres something on you, sir.” “oh.”
Sometimes they were to scared to point it out
Kenji, nazeera and juliette made fun of him not until they were a victim of the dress up
At one point, kenji kidnapped baby dior and was later banned from seeing her for 2 months (barely a month in dior throwed a tantrum wanting to see her uncle kenny)
Baby dior played with your make up when she misses you! She wanna look like you because she misses you so much
Dior is an nature girlie! Aaron believes his angel is a reincarnated of persephone/artemis
Baby dior wears her pants backwards. She believes that “tails” should be at the back. You and Aaron gave up on the fight.
You guys had an motto that if its not hurting anyone or themselves, don't fight it. Let them.
One time you guys thought she was playing phone call but turns out she was in an hour real call with james.
Seashells hunting !!!!!
Everytime you guys went to a beach aaron always buy a big beautiful seashell then hides it in the sand for her to find!!! And her reactions always makes you and him melt!!
he also buries some treasure chests
He made an contract of no boyfriend until shes 30 and made baby dior sign with her prints with paints. He framed it.
You scold him for that and he just shrugs lol
teenage!dior have you in her closefriend and private insta!!
she collects shells and glue them to a cardboard and gifts it to you!
She wants a sibling so one day she just go “I want a baby sister or brother 🥺”
Keeps wishing on a well for it
Aaron is 100% in he just goes “Princess, ask mommy :)” “me too, baby. Let’s just ask momma for it, hm?”
Well, let’s just say she always get what she wants…
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itsbrucey · 2 months
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Closeson fic where Darryl is dressed up as Santa for a Thing and Glenn makes out with him and someone catches them. My funniest version far is it either being the Twins or Grant bc it becomes a survival horror in unique ways.
Or something like that. Anyways.
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ari-cuno · 1 year
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[Nostalgia] "Well, well, well, here we are again."
"Why was your first instinct to throw a knife at us, Killer?"
"Cross...please...-"
"If you're here to bother Nightmare and our kids, I suggest you leave because you're wasting your time."
(What if Nightmare ultimately decided to leave the past in the past..? After seeing what Drea- Shattered did to Mirage, would he really want to help. Perhaps he deserves a rest and a peaceful life as a mother figure for his two children. As for Cross and Dream...)
Dark cream week hosted by @zu-is-here
Killer belongs to Rahafwabas
Dream belongs to Jokublog
Cross belongs to Jakei95
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cakesmelons · 8 months
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Nightmare is the only one who can hold back Shattered but the problem is... he hates Error too ;P
This was a little delayed because One Piece is always more important than my entire life(probably not but it's fun and I'm bonding with my father so)
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friendshapedcas · 10 months
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Buddy needs to become a theatre guy or smth in season 2 bc it can’t just be glossed over that the only thing he ever earned himself and not his father just handing it to him was the lead in the play
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secondstar-acorn · 10 months
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just finished the new dndads ep and i am. hm.
picture me driving home from work, mouth open in shock, tears in my eyes as I see what’s coming and THEN. the last five seconds happen.
THE SHRIEK I LET OUT. ANTHONY.
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majachee · 3 months
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YOU HAVE A TMNT SHATTERED GLASS AU?!?!
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I DO, I DO! It's been in development for a WHILE now, and I've offhandedly mentioned it once or twice on here. But I never really delved into it lmao
The premise is that the OG turtles get transported into the SG world as a last ditch effort to defeat SG Splinter and save the SG turtles! >:3c
SG lore copy-and-pasted from discord:
So for those unfamiliar with Transformers: Shattered Glass (source material that directly inspired this au); it's an alternate universe where not only the roles of villains/heroes are swapped, but the main personality traits of the individual characters get flipped as well.
For example: in this AU, Bradford would be a genuinely caring, teacher-esque guy who got famous for teaching kids self defense and responsibility with his martial arts skills. The Rat King would still be passionate about rats, but he'd be a behavioral scientist who studies the behaviors and intelligence of domesticated and wild rats in order to beat the stigma against them. Teehee.
I love using the canonical kraang technology and dimensional travel in the show itself, so the main plot is that the OG turtles get isekai'd into the "shattered glass" universe as a last ditch effort made by Good Dad Oroku Saki and Oroku Miwa to save the "evil" turtles and defeat the EVIL YOSHI.
Karai and the turtles' roles are flipped in the SG universe, yes. Miwa sees the turtles as her brothers and wants to save them from her wacky as hell bio dad.
Shenanigans DO HAPPEN because this is post-season 5 for the og turtles, and the awkwardness of cooperating with alternative, good guy versions of your enemies to fight against emo versions of yourselves is... wild. Lol. Teehee. :^))
The flipped personalities are way more obvious with the turtles lol
Leonardo is aloof and slacks off, purposely shoving missions and chores onto his younger brothers. He's also lacking the enthusiasm and passion OG Leo has for his interests. SG Leonardo wears disinterest like a badge of honor, though he's also severely lacking in that as well.
SG Raphael is quiet, a pushover, and is much more emotional than his counterpart. OG Raph covers up his insecurities with snark and anger, SG Raph's an open book and is very easily worked up to the point of blubbering out all his weaknesses to his enemies. He hides behind his brothers in battle until Leo or Donnie makes him fight. Saki and his team avoid fighting Raph for obvious reasons.
SG Donatello is a genius and he knows it, that is why he sabotages his underlings and his two aforementioned brothers. He does not use his brains to make inventions or plan tactics, instead he uses his brains to bully everyone else around him and purposely cause problems. He dangles his intelligence above others in order to make them feel bad, especially if they ever ask him to do something with said intelligence.
SG Mikey spent several years in Dimension X on a mission for Splinter, he is now several years older than his brothers and is the self-appointed leader. He is deathly serious, ruthless, has no time for pranks or jokes, and ends up carrying the weight of the team for a majority of their missions. (Because Leo and Donnie keep trying to make Raph do their jobs. 👊😔)
The time difference between Earth and Dimension X fascinated me. So yeah, SG turtles saw Mikey go into a pink portal for like 2 minutes and he came back several years older than all of them. And also a foot taller. That was a very "well damn" moment for them. Lol.
SG Mikey is a more central antagonist than SG Splinter/Yoshi. Evil Mikey centric YEAHHH
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