#turns out angel is a young father and we see him with his adorable baby

[satrs]

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘯! PART 1

SYNOPSIS; random moments of the bllk men with their children!

FEATURING; BACHIRA MEGURU. MICHAEL KAISER. ITOSHI RIN. BAROU SHOEI.

TAGS; kids(duhhh). fluffffff. mention of marrige.

WORD COUNT; 1.1k

ᥲ/ᥒ ꜝꜝ ✎UHHHH YEA THIS WILL PROBABLY BECOME A SERIES LOL. Feel free to send in ideas/request for this<§§ (URGHHH I LITERALLY LOVE THEM)

BACHIRA MEGURU & EIKO

"Meguru! Eiko! Move it!" You were growing more irritated with every passing minute because of your little family. Your six-year-old  daughter Eiko and her father, who also happened to be your loving husband, were taking forever to get ready.

You got invited to your mother-in-law's for dinner today, but you were sure that you would arrive late if those rascals didn't get moving. 

Meguru offered to take it upon himself to dress your doting daughter up, giving you the time and space to get ready yourself. But oh boy, you should've done it yourself. 

"Oh no, it seems like mommy is getting angry. We should hurry up", Meguru snickered, tons of giggles filling the room with him, Eiko. He had already dressed her up nicely- some dungarees with a yellow shirt, matching his and was meanwhile putting on her shoes. 

They turned their attention to the figure standing at the door, a warning look on the young woman's face. "What even is that Meguru", you mentioned, motioning your hand from him to your daughter. "You can't go out like that."

A big pout was visible on your husband's face, your daughter joining right in, similar bright yellow orbs staring up at you. "Why not? We are twinning!" Meguru lovingly pinched Eiko's nose, a joyful giggle erupting out of her. 

"Why not mommy! I want to match with daddy!" He playfully snickered at that, lifting his daughter up in his arms and making his way towards the door with her. "Mommy is just jealous she's not in our club." Megurus playful manner made a small smirk creep up your face. "Excuse me?"

"You heard him!", Eiko said in a dramatic tone.  You admitted defeat with a loud sigh, a smile on your lips as you saw your family happily step out of your shared home.

She sure was a cheeky parent's child, always glued to his side no matter what.

MICHAEL KAISER & LINA

There was no word that could describe the things he was feeling at that moment, holding his newborn daughter in his arms, seated right next to her exhausted form on the hospital bed. 

She was here. Finally, 

All his previous worries and fears flying out the window, his whole body filled with joy and happiness, but most of all- love. He realized the moment he lay eyes on this little baby, making herself visible to the whole wide world, that he would do anything for her. 

It was really a sight to see- your usually confident and cocky lover now fighting with his tears as he carefully placed his finger into the small palm of the newborn. He looked up at you, eyes full of love and adoration. "What should we name this angel?", you asked, a lovestruck smile finding its way onto Michael's lips. 

Angel do you say? Well, he got an idea. "Lina.", he said, holding his daughter closer to him while softly stroking her head. Lina was a German name which meant 'little angel'. And Lina truly was his and your little angel. 

You flashed him an exhausted but loving smile at the sound of the name, your hand reaching out in an attempt to pull both of them closer to you. Kaiser complied, carefully laying Lina in your arms as he sat down next to you on the bed, doting you and her with kisses. 

"Hello Lina", you said, placing a big kiss on your baby's temple. Kaiser's big arm him wrapped around you, pulling him both of you closer to him. "My lovely girl. Love you both so much." 

And as you saw shining pearls of tears roll down his face, you saw your all's future in his eyes.

ITOSHI RIN & CHIKAO AND CHIMON

"No. Say Da da." both of the toddlers were seated in the highchair, waiting impatiently for you to bring them their beloved baby porridge.  Rin couldn't believe it as he heard Chikao say 'mama' and chimon 'ma' right after, happy but clearly displeased with the fact that they didn't say 'daddy', not even one of them.

"mamaaaa!", Chiako returned back at Rin, a loud and demanding voice, shocking the father right away. He sighed, but his eyes lighted up as he heard Chimon's next words. "Da." 

"Yes! Da da. Say it!" But Chikao turned his attention to you as he noticed you placed their food in front of them. "C'mon Rin. Don't be a bad loser. They'll say it one day." You went over to Chikao, lifting the spoon up to feed him. He just huffed in annoyance at your lecture, sitting in front of Chimon doing the same.

"And when? Sae is non-stop teasing me about it." You laughed at that, the image of your partner frowning while your brother-in-law picked on him a humorous thought. 

"Well, Chimon at least tried", he stated, raising his eyebrow at Chikao as he moved the spoon to his mouth, "unlike you little guy."

Chikao remained unbothered, the same static expression on his face like his father him, causing him to giggle. Suddenly, Chimon began to laugh cutely, smashing his hand on the table. "Sa sa!" Chikao was quick to follow him, making the same movement and saying the same word his twin brother did. 

Rin was flabbergastered as he realized they meant to say 'Sae', widening in shock. "Oh, so you and uncle are on the same team, huh?", he stated laughed showing no sign of stopping and soon, signs joined in. 

He couldn't help but let a smile creep up his lips as he saw you- his family so happy and joyful, looking forward to more days filled with laughter to come. 

BAROU SHOEI & RENHO

"Not like that. You need to do it like this princess."

It was a sight to see, really. Shoei and your little girl take care of the household. He had the apron you once bought for him as a gag, which read 'Big chef‘, while your daughter had a 'Lil' chef' one.

"Like this?", your five-year-old daughter questioned her father, earning a small smile from him followed by a nod. You cooed at the scene before you, causing both your chefs to turn around, their faces frowning at your pouty face. "Stop it mommy, we are working!", your daughter snapped, a surprised gasp, leaving you and Shoei at the loudness of your daughter's voice.

"Don't snap at your mom like that", Shoei's words made you smile a bit, but your smile soon disappeared at his next words. "But she's right. Stop with that all cutie look." It was your turn to frown, a dramatic huff escaping your lips.

"Alright. Since I'm disturbing you," you said, strolling over to the fridge, earning both of their attention,"I'll just eat this pudding all by myself." 

They both simultaneously turned their heads towards your direction, a loud 'No!' coming from both of them. You chuckled at their reaction, placing the pudding right back into the fridge before walking to Shoei and Renho. 

"Just kidding. We'll eat that after your delicious meal, yeah?" With that, you gave the both of them a kiss on their temple before leaving the two five-star-chefs to concentrate on their dish.



ᵃˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ k-azus.°

#my work 𓆩⟡𓆪 #ᴋ-ᴀᴢᴜꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴍᴀɴ! ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ.ᶻz #blue lock fluff #bachira fluff #bllk fluff #blue lock x you #blue lock #blue lock x female reader #bllk #barou fluff #rin fluff #michael kaiser fluff #ʙʟᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴅᴀᴅ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ.ᶻz #itoshi rin #barou shouei #michael kaiser #bachira meguru #blue lock headcanons #blue lock dads #DON'T TTM RN. (cries)

[opultea]

Pet Parents

You and Genshin men with a fluffy family! ft. Gorou, Diluc, Kaveh

GN Reader (No Pronouns) - Fluff - Drabbles - Romantic

Word Count: 0.7k

Gorou

"We're kinda like Tawara's parents, aren't we?"

Gorou's head whipped up at your sudden statement, his pale cheeks filling in with red. You bit back a smile at the way his ears twitched as if trying to make sure he heard you correctly.

As a frozen Gorou processed your comment, the pup sitting between you decided that you were more likely to pet him with the general in his current state. You smiled as Tawara turned over, inviting you to rub his soft belly.

As you gave Tawara his earned affection, you raised an eyebrow at your flustered boyfriend.

"Gorou? Are you okay?"

"P-parents?!" He stuttered abruptly, pulled out of his state by your voice. "You mean... me and you? Parents? T-together?"

"Yeah," you shrugged. "We take care of Tawara, right? And he's so small and cute, which makes him the perfect baby!"

Gorou nodded slowly, his ears laying back against his head as he calmed his firey face.

"Not to mention..." You started cryptically, cooing as you gave Tawara's face a squish. "He's super diligent and adorable, just like his father,"

You hid your giggle as Gorou shot up again, his tail wagging fervently behind him as the blush returned to his face.

Diluc

The cats of Mondstadt were renowned for leading anyone who followed them to their home; the Cat's Tail. However, many of the felines could be found lazing about Angel's Share. One would think these cats are placed specifically to lead people away from the competitor, but upon the visit of the establishment's owner, their true intention would become clear.

Diluc had only intended to spend time with you when he sat at the outdoor table of the Angel's Share, but it seemed that time was being stolen by some affectionate kittens. Diluc raised his eyebrow at the tabby rubbing its face against his leg, shifting to avoid its strange affection. You held a giggle as a large calico stood, hooking its paws on your partner's chair to gain a better vantage point.

Kaeya was not so kind as to withhold his amusement.

"My my, to think the cold-hearted Master Diluc would be so beloved by Mondstadt's cats. Whatever do they see in you, I wonder?"

Diluc's ire was redirected long enough for a young tuxedo to jump into his lap, meowing blissfully as it made itself comfortable.

"It must be since you're so warm," you offered, reaching over to pet the cat on Diluc's lap.

The brothers' reactions differed severely. Diluc coughed into his fist to hide the growing warmth on his face, Kaeya's amusement at your innocent comment raising his gleeful smirk.

"Isn't that sweet, you two should consider adopting,"

You laughed at Diluc's hardening glare; the only way he could show his disdain with the cat on his lap now reaching up to tap its paw on his cheek.

Kaveh

"Kaveh, honey, I don't know if we have the room..." you said softly, lips pursed gently in a worry you tried to hide.

The golden-hearted light of Kshahrewar was often found with the animal populous of Sumeru City, worry crumpling his brow as he fed them and spent his salary on beds for the strays. You loved his caring nature and always insisted on helping him with the animals. However, you were unsure how many more animals your little home could host.

"Oh, well I'll keep them in my office," Kaveh released the desert foxes in his arms, letting them stretch and wander around your home. "They won't be too much trouble, and if they get too rowdy, then I'll put a bed outside for them,"

You huffed a gentle sigh, strolling over and smiling as you dodged the desert fox running across the room. Your hand brushed Kaveh's bangs away from his face, fingers curling to caress his cheek.

"You really are too good Kaveh," your loving tone and gaze caused a bright flush to spread from your boyfriend's neck and ears.

"I just think they deserve to live better, not out on the street. Better than me, at least. And if you're being inconvenienced by the animals, I'll just have to relocate them," Kaveh rubbed the back of his neck bashfully but spoke with rigid honesty.

"Aww, of course I'm not being inconvenienced! I love you, Kaveh. And if loving you means loving having a lively home, then so be it. Besides, I think it makes for a pretty cute scene, especially when you dote on them."

The kiss you landed on his cheek was the final straw for his embarrassment. Kaveh withered onto the couch behind him, burning up at your praise.

"I think you're the one that's too good, you know,"

#fluff #genshin impact #genshin x reader #gn reader #no pronouns #sfw #genshin impact x reader #romantic #gender neutral reader #genshin impact x you #gorou x reader #diluc x reader #kaveh x reader #genshin gorou #genshin diluc #genshin kaveh #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff #diluc x gender neutral reader #kaveh x gn reader #gorou x gn reader #drabbles #short

[don-daygamerz]

Little Web Guest

*Image does not belong to me

Ben Barnes x Reader (Family AU)

Bonus One-shot

Summary: Ben's online interview get's interrupted by his cheeky toddler.

Alternate version: Cute Interruption

Warnings: none

Word count: 3.4K

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It was early morning and the start of a busy day like any other. Ben and his wife, (Name), began their daily morning routine but with the addition of setting up the home library for Ben’s online interview. The actor would usually make his appearance through the webcam in his office, or in the living room, but today he thought their home library would be a good place and display as his background. He’d thought to make a good but simple impression of a modest and literate environment. Overall, Ben liked to share his love of reading and the library played a good part for him to display his collection of Leigh Bardugo’s books, kept on his shelves.

“You all set up for your interview, babe?” (Name) had asked him at the kitchen table. Ben looked up from the newspaper and smiled at his beautiful wife, “Ready as I’ll ever be.” He then set his sights on the chair between him and his wife that was occupied by the family’s beloved angel, their daughter, Eleanor Tricia Barnes, Ellie for short (But to daddy…she was ‘bunny’).

“Look at you, bunny,” Ben said in pure joy and adoration as he addressed his baby girl. Little Ellie’s attention was captured by the voice that she loved hearing since in her mother’s womb; she then smiled wide as she looked at her father. “Such a good girl eating all your eggs.” Ellie was four years old and still a picky eater but (Name) and Ben managed. They both were raising a wonderful little girl.

“Did you enjoy breakfast, bunny?” Ben asked his girl. Ellie nodded back and replied, “Yeess, daddy!”

“And what do we say to mommy?” he gestured to mama bear. Ellie turned her head to face you, “Thank you, mommy! Really yummy!”

“It was?” (Name) cooed to her daughter, “Aww thank you, baby. Mommy is so happy you enjoyed your food.” Ellie giggled loud as her mother ambushed her with kisses over her soft cherub face. “Ha ha ha! Mommy! Mommy, stop! It tickles!”

Ben laughed at the hilarious and heartwarming scene in front of him. Oh, how he loved his family. They were his entire world. Breakfast was over and it was time for Ben to reconnect (virtually) with his fellow cast members now friends in preparation for the interview. With the pandemic putting filming projects on hold or rescheduled most of the time, it gave Ben the opportunity to spend more time with his family.

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“Everything good?” (Name) asked Ben as he fixed himself facing his laptop. He gave a smile and nodded, “Yeah. I am all set for the interview…all that’s left is to-” “Daddy?” a soft, young voice interrupted the two from the doorway. Eleanor leaned against the entrance, her small palm hovering over the doorknob. (Name) and Ben could see her pigtails peek out the door. She certainly looked so adorable like a curious little bunny, their little bunny, that is.

“What is it, baby?” (Name) asked. Eleanor gave no reply but ran to her father whilst clutching her stuffed bunny rabbit.

“Daddy?” she asked.

“Yes, bunny?” Ben asked.

“C-can you read to me and Floppsy a story, please?”

“Aww sorry Bunny, not now. Daddy has to work but I can read it to you and Floppsy as soon as I’m done,” he promised her as he kneeled to her height.

“You’re not going away again, are you? You just got here!” she exclaimed out of confusion with impending sadness. Ben had returned home barely a week ago from his earlier interviews with his cast members in person.

Ben and (Name) noticed their daughter was getting anxious with how jittery she became. Eleanor looked down as she clutched Floppsy tightly to her chest. The parents were quick to pull their daughter into their arms to help put her at ease. (Name) patted and rubbed her daughter’s back, “No, no, baby! Daddy’s not going anywhere.”

“He-he’s n-not?” she sniffled.

“No, my sweet. Daddy’s going to an online meeting. He’ll just be seated here and talk in the camera from the laptop,” her mother explained to her. Eleanor looked to her father who now had his palms caressing her cherub cheeks. “Is that true?” she asked him.

His thumbs wiped away the stray tears that fell from his little girl's glossy eyes, “Yes, bunny…” he whispered softly, “I’m not going anywhere. I will be right here, working on my laptop while chatting with some folks.”

The girl sniffled again and wrapped her arms tight around her daddy’s neck.

“Ok daddy.”

(Name) smiled at the sweet and heartwarming scene in front of her. Her baby girl clinging to her daddy as if he would disappear. Ben hugged back and tight. He was happy to be home and hold his daughter in his arms. A very faint smell of his bunny’s shampoo wafted in his face as he gave a big kiss on her head. She smelled of mango and orange blossom with a hint of vanilla. Ben loved his baby’s scent so much as it gave him the feeling of warmth, love, and safety. But most of all it gave him a sense of fatherhood. After all, his baby girl fell in love with the scent and claimed it as her signature scent.

“It’s almost time for the web interview, Ben,” (Name) said hurriedly.

“Oh right. Bunny, daddy is going to be busy for an hour at least. So why don’t you play with mommy in the meantime.”

“Okay!”

“Alright then, let’s leave daddy to work now, Ellie.” (Name) brought her hand out which Eleanor was quick to grasp in her own tiny ones.

“Bye, bye, daddy,” Ellie waved as she and her mother walked out the library.

“Bye, bye, bunny. I love you.”

“LUV YOU, DADDY!!” she proclaimed loudly which caused both adults to laugh.

“Good luck with the interview, my love!” (Name) wished him the best.

“Thank you.” He really was a blessed man to have such a loving family.

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Now while Ben was doing his online interview, his family occupied themselves with their own activities. (Name) was sat down on a small chair playing a game of cafe with her baby girl who was currently her baker and server at the moment. And what an adorable baker/server she was. Ellie was dressed in her pink apron with her baker’s cap that covered her pigtails.

*Image does not belong to me

(Name) and Ben set up a whole kitchen playset in their daughter’s playroom. It had a fridge, an oven, a microwave, plus some (or perhaps many) accessories, even a working sink that Ben helped install. Ben was the most doting father, Eleanor could have. He spoiled her so much that (Name) would have to intervene and place her foot down.

All in all he was a good father.

“Here you go mommy…one eh-ee-éclair!” the girl cutely struggled to pronounce the French pastry name as she placed the toy version on the table. “And two chocolate chip cookies for Floppsy!” Of course, her best-stuffed bunny had to be included. She never went anywhere nor played any game without Floppsy.

“Ooh that looks delicious, chef Eleanor, mmm…” (Name) then pretend munched on the toy éclair, “Mm! So good. You are an amazing baker. Don’t you think so, Floppsy?”

“Ha ha ha! Thank you, mommy.”

“Speaking of chocolate chip cookies, how about you and mommy head over to the kitchen for a little snack?”

“Yay! Come on, Floppsy!”

The girl grabbed her cotton-filled companion and ran to the kitchen while stomping on her little socked feet which only sounded like tiny thumps. It made the woman chuckle at her daughter's delightful sounds when she ran around in her adorable toddler-sized socks.

“No running, baby,” she called out to her softly so as to not disturb her husband.

(Name) plated some cookies and a glass of warm milk for Ellie to snack on. “And for Floppsy?” she asked for her longtime pal.

“Floppsy’s been putting on a few pounds so he’s going on a carrot diet.” With that, she placed a small plate with chopped-up carrots. She knew if she set a cookie for Floppsy, her daughter would sneak it for herself. She didn’t want to ruin little Eleanor’s appetite for lunch hour. So this was just a small treat for Ellie to keep her occupied.

Now mind you, Eleanor Tricia Barnes is a good girl, and (Name) and Ben had done themselves proud for raising a bright young girl. But with how Ben was closely overwhelmed with new projects and interviews, he’d be away from home a lot more often which has made the little Barnes miss him a lot more often as well.

“Is daddy done now?” Ellie asked with stray cookie crumbs around her mouth.

“Not yet, my love. He’ll be done once he leaves the library,” her mother informed her apologetically. (Name) knew how much she wanted to spend every moment with the man she’s adored and loved since she was conceived (a bit of an exaggeration but you get the point).

“But I want daddy to read to me now.”

“I know, I know. But he’s busy at the moment, Ellie. You can watch some cartoons if you’d like,” (Name) offered.

“Yay!”

“So what are we watching?”

“Bluey!”

“Why am I not surprised? Hahaha!” She really loved that show and her mother could not blame her… it’s a really good show.

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It had barely been 10 minutes and Eleanor was getting restless. Her mother had gone off to the kitchen to prepare lunch for the family and she was told to remain seated in the living room and to occupy herself with the TV. But you know kids, they have an acute attention span and patience. So this was her chance to sneak off without her mother looking.

And off she went with Floppsy dragged by her side. The girl reached the door to the library and stood on tippy toes to carefully open the door. She stuck her tongue out struggling to twist the knob of the door. Her ears picked up her father’s voice muffled through the door. This prompted the girl to work harder as she felt motivated to know her father was on the other side.

“Daddy…” she whispered in desperation. Eleanor loved both her parents equally but she was a daddy’s girl through and through. Since birth, Eleanor had realized a love of listening to her father read to her. Every day whenever Ben was home, there was a designated time for him and his daughter to have their own bonding session and that was storybook time. The girl was learning fast in her reading times and it benefitted her education process. (Name) once claimed they were raising a future bookworm. Like father, like daughter. But (Name) didn’t complain for she found it a beautiful trait in her family.

 The doorknob clicked open which made the girl sigh in relief and in victory. She poked her head through the entrance and looked inside to find her father sitting on the couch with his Macbook on the coffee table.

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Ben heard an audible yet gentle murmur call out to him which he recognized straight away. He turned his head in the direction of the door and saw his little girl, his bunny, leaning against the ajar door. “Daddy, are you finished?” she asked with a pair of her dark doe eyes and a cute little pout. The man in question was slightly stunned but was overcome by pure glee. It didn’t matter that his little bunny interrupted him. Not at all.

“Almost, sweetie,” he smiled, “I’m sorry for keeping you long.”

The girl just gave her father a heartwarming smile as she rushed to him whilst clutching her stuffed bunny. Ben placed his daughter on her lap and gave her a kiss on her head.

“Who’s this lovely young lady?” a voice called out from Ben’s laptop which caught both the Barnes’ attention. ‘Oh right, the interview,’ Ben realized quickly. Since he and his wife had Eleanor, they made it their mission to keep their daughter away from social media platforms and secure their family’s privacy. They were just reserved and felt that their domestic lifestyle remained as it is. Private.

So maybe it wouldn’t hurt that their darling angel just makes a small appearance for an online panel interview. Besides, it was out of his hands.

“Bunny, you want to say ‘Hi’?” he said to her. Eleanor looked to the screen of her father’s laptop that he would let her play games on and watch her favorite show, Bluey, she smiled and gave a wave. “Hi!’ she shouted in excitement. Everyone said hello to her back enthusiastically.

“This is my daughter, Eleanor,” Ben told them, “I thought mommy kept her eye on you.”

“She did…but I tricked mommy! But shh…” continued the little troublemaker, “don’t tell her.” The girl added in barely a whisper which the panel found funny and her father laughed at her cheeky behavior.

Eleanor smiled and looked closely at the screen and recognized her father’s cast mates. “Hi Auntie Jessie!” she exclaimed in joy at seeing her favorite person on the screen. Jessie and Ben became close friends since they began working in Shadow and Bone, so it was natural for Ben to introduce his family to them.

“Hi, Ellie! Is that Floppsy?” the actress asked.

“Yeah! Say ‘Hi’ Floppsy. Don’t be rude!” Her reply made everyone online laugh in hysterics.

“Hi Uncle Archie! Hi Uncle Freddy! Hi Auntie Amita! Hi Uncle Kitty!” she waved to the screen.

“No, no, little Barnes, it is pronounced Uncle Kit,” Kit lectured her in a mock-serious tone.

“Don’t listen to him, lovie. Kitty suits him,” Amita chuckled her retort.

Archie decided to intervene as he managed to control and dull his laughter. “Alright, alright,” he gained their attention, “no need to bicker, you have lovely names.”

“You’re not the one called ‘Kitty’. Back me up, Carter,” Kit called to his fellow costar and friend.

The ‘Kaz Brekker’ actor just gave a nonchalant shrug and replied, “You’re on your own, mate.”

“What?!”

“I’m really sorry, haha,” Ben added, “we seem to be delaying the interview. Bunny, can you go back to mommy and wait for me a little longer?”

A wave of sadness washed over Eleanor when her father asked her to wait. “But…but, it’s story time…” she whispered to him softly.

“I will read to you when daddy is finished. I promise. How’s about mommy reads to you and I read the rest when I come back?” he offered her a proposal. He really did not want to delay the online interview nor did his daughter have too much internet presence.

The girl shook her head in disagreement. Now, Eleanor didn’t dislike her mother reading to her. She just preferred that at this hour and the book she was currently reading be read aloud by her father as it was daddy-daughter time. Mommy usually read to her before bedtime. (Name)’s bedtime stories consisted of just making up stuff right on the spot or retelling her and Ben’s past. They were funny and dorky (just like her), and her stories were one of the best, indeed. But right now, Baby Barnes was feeling slightly impatient and was in need of her father’s attention.

“Why not little one?” called out Archie.

“I-It’s about a-a-animals and mommy says it wrong.”

Oh…Oh! There was a look of realization that washed over the faces of the cast members with a touch of amusement. They knew where this was going.

Ben just smiled and shook his head at his daughter’s blunt answer. “Now, Bunny…you can’t blame mommy for how she says things.”

“But it’s true! She always says ‘zee-bruh’…but it’s ‘zeh-bruh’!”

The cast and the interviewer let out a roar of laughter at the little girl’s rant.

“Ha ha ha, I know sweetie. But mommy’s American. Believe me…I’ve tried to re-educate her. She’s a lost cause...” Ben said morbidly but in a joking way which caused everyone even Eleanor to chuckle at his joke.

“Do my ears deceive me or am I just now hearing my husband and daughter make fun of my accent?” (Name) called out from the doorway.

“Uh oh…” Eleanor was busted.

“Uh oh, indeed. And by the way, there is nothing wrong with mommy’s accent,” she told them off in a playful manner.

“Yes, there is,” Ben and Eleanor said at the same time.

“You call chips, french fries, darling…that’s just wrong,” Ben pointed out. It was one of the things he and his wife argued about, but nothing bad. They just loved to debate their cultures and languages.

“Daddy right! Chips, mommy!”

(Name) playfully rolled her eyes and scoffed out “Hmh, Red coats”.

“Okay now simmer down. Ellie bun, let your daddy finish his work.”

“Aww…”

“I made pasta.”

“Bye, daddy!” She immediately jumped off his lap and left him like he was chopped liver. “Where has the love gone?” Kit chortled which caused the others to shake their head at his playful comment.

“Hah, I’m sorry for the interruption, babe,” his wife apologized to him.

“It’s alright, love,” he said sincerely, “In fact, she just was the life of the party.” Everyone agreed to that. She helped liven up the chat with her banter and sassy behavior.

“I’m glad she didn’t cause much trouble…anyway, we’ll leave you be. Love you.”

“I love you too.”

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“That kid of yours sure loves pasta huh Ben,” the interviewer pointed out to the actor. Ben smiled and gave a nod. “Yeah, especially when her mom cooks it.”

“She’s gotten sassier since I last saw her,” Jessie asked her co-star. This prompted Ben to give the story.

“Ha ha, yes. She’s made it a hobby actually. (Name)’s American background is one of my daughter’s targets for her cheeky insults.”

“Ooh really? Now that’s an interesting tale to tell,” Amita cooed at the thought of the little Barnes scolding her mom in her cute voice.

“I can actually give an example…Uhm…It happened months ago when we picked up Ellie from nursery. She was talking with her friends and one of them asked why her mom sounds different from the other moms. Ellie then replied that Mommy was from America and over there they talk funny,” Ben could barely keep a chuckle from escaping from his lips.

“Oh my god!” Jessie exclaimed in shock filled with delight at hearing the little Barnes’ mischief.

“Savage,” Archie shook his head playfully.

“Oh and there was also a time she started calling her mom ‘Dude’,” Ben loved that memory of when their daughter started throwing that phrase around the house.

This panel interview seemed to only be filled with more and more laughter and joy from listening to everybody share their family stories with the added bonus feature of a little web guest.

“I just wanna ask Ben uhm… do you and your wife debate each other on the aspects of your differing cultures?”

“We do. It’s all in good fun and education. They’re just silly arguments, really. Like uhh… I never could get enough how my wife… when she makes a cup of coffee, but to her, it’s a cup of Joe.”

“That doesn’t make sense,” Jessie laughed, “but it’s very interesting to hear that.”

“Oh remember when she made tea?” Amita asked her friends.

“Oh my days…” Archie groaned as his mind automatically replayed that ‘horrific’ day.

“I nearly cried when she showed us how it was made in her country,” Kit said in a mock-traumatized tone.

“There was also a time I brought (Name)’s sloppy joe’s to set for everyone to try,” Ben included.

“I never had a good first taste impression of the sloppy joe but when I tried (Name)’s *chef’s kiss gesture* So good!” Archie complimented.

“No argument there,” Freddy piped in.

“Americans can be weird but they do have their good qualities,” Amita said in good spirits.

“Yeah, it just means you have to look hard for the right one. Isn’t that right, Ben?” Freddy teased.

“Yeah. Without a doubt,” Ben didn’t deny his friend’s statement. Freddy was right. Ben was a slightly closed-off and private person back then. The actor preferred to reside in his home country and he didn’t predict he would settle with a beautiful, smart, kind, and American wife. Despite their differences, their qualities helped bring them closer and bring so much depth into their relationship.

Then there was their daughter, Eleanor. She was their pride and joy. Their everything, really. Little Ellie may have been raised in the posh style of the Brits but she grew to be bold and quite crazy like her American mother. She really was a perfect blend.

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Author's note:

This is an alternate but similar story to Cute Interruption which was a request. I had accidentally typed this story that didn't adhere to the request I was given (It's important to me that I give the people what they want in their stories). So I went and redid the story and left this one abandoned until I saw how it was still good enough to be shared with all of you. It's messy but I enjoyed writing it and didn't want it to go to waste.

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[sweet-villain]

Don't Lose Sight~ J.Q

@haileighboi asked:

Ok so here is a request a little hurt to comfort one shot.

Reader and Joseph Quinn are happily married with twin babies. They kept his relationship a secret for work purposes. So when they finally come out you have some fans you love the reader and then some you don’t. So after receiving hate on her weight (even tho reader just had twin) she beats down on her self and starts talking bad on her. But ofc our sweet Joseph can’t have that so he is reassuring that he loves the reader and that he chose her.

The wind from the window brushed against your cheek as you turned over to your side, snuggling against your husband as he slept. He groaned as he felt you shift in bed, his arm grabbing around your waist as he snuggled his head into the crook of your neck.

You giggled, " Good Morning"

He groans, latching onto you like a koala refusing to wake up. The bedroom door creaked open and two pair of heads peered in. You turn over your shoulder to look at your two little angels as they yelled running to your bed.

You laughed as you watched them crawl up to Joseph, shaking him.

" Daddy, wake up!" Jimmy shook his head while little Jessie crawled to you, pushing her father away as she wrapped her arms around you claiming she was yours. Jospeh chuckled as his eyes opened to greet Jimmy.

" Good morning, bud" Jimmy and Jessie were twins, four year old that looked exactly like versions of Joseph but they both had your smile and your nose. " Morning, princess" Joseph took a piece of Jessie's hair and put it behind her ear. She pouted as she glanced at him causing Joseph to put his hands up in shock.

"Good morning, wifey" Joseph leans over to peck your lips but not before Jessie whine as she huffs that she didn't get her kisses. You made a shock face after giving Joseph a kiss.

" Did Mommy forget to give her princess some love?" Jessie nods her head making her curls bounce as she reaches her hands out to you. You grab her in your arms and blow raspberries to both her cheeks.

She giggles as you do, latching onto your head. Jimmy is watching with Joseph as the two huff not getting the attention.

" Mama!" Jimmy whines as he pats the mattress with a huff. " Me! Me!" you laugh as you turn your attention to Jimmy.

" Oh how can I forget about my favorite baby boy" you cooed as you lean over to blow raspberries on his cheeks. He giggled along with Jessie as you tickled her tummy.

Your husband cleared his throat seeing his two little angels were getting attention and he felt left out. Your head turned to see a pout on your husbands face with those puppy dog eyes. You look at your little angels and back at him.

" How about we give daddy kisses? He looks sad" the three of you tackled Joseph on the bed while kissing all over his face while he laughed, his arm around Jimmy on one side while the other was holding Jessie on the other side.

You loved mornings like this.

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The media and fans don't know that you and Joseph have kids, the both of you felt like your kids didn't need to be involved. This was your family. You weren't going to put your kids through this even when Jimmy and Jessie were so young.

You were getting ready to take them to the park, Joseph had dressed up Jessie as she insisted that daddy dress her up. Jimmy had insisted that he matched with his little sister. He threw a tantrum when you picked out a different outfit for him with a different color.

" No!" he pouted as he threw the shirt on the ground.

" Jimmy, baby. Daddy and Jessie are waiting for us" he huffed as he turned his head. " Okay how about you wear the same colors as Jessie has on?"

He agreed as he slide off the bed and lifted up his arms. Joseph came into the room carrying Jessie all done. He put her hair in little pig tails too which were uneven. It looks too cute.

" You look adorable, baby" Joseph let Jessie down as she walked over to you and Jimmy. She puts her hand in her pig tails like she was showing them off to you.

" I love it" she giggled as you continued to dress Jimmy.

When you were done getting Jimmy dressed, Joseph put on a cap and sunglasses to shield himself from the fans noticing it was him. You had put on your own sunglasses and cap too, hoping that it would help.

You put the hood up on both Jimmy and Jessie as you headed outside after putting them in their twin baby carriage. They were side by side, sitting with a bottle of juice in their hands.

They both insisted that they have the same juice too when the other had it.

" Ready, love?" Joseph asked as he grabbed the keys, you put your purse in the carriage with your phone in your pocket. " Here, you almost forgot this" you handed his phone which he put in his pocket. He leaned over kissing your cheek as you opened the door for him.

It was really nice out today and a good day to walk in the park. It wasn't that too long of a walk. You were more worried that people would notice the two of you.

One hand was on the carriage while the other, Joseph laced his fingers with yours putting it on top of the carriage as you walked with him. He squeezed your hand knowing you were worried.

" Relax love, enjoy the day. Jimmy and Jessie aren't fussy, everything is okay" you nodded but you can't help it as you felt eyes on you.

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You put Jimmy in the small swing set for the babies while Joseph was next to you swinging Jessie in her swing. She had a big smile on her face as she clapped her hands.

" Me too, Mama" Jimmy says as he clapped his hands. " Ready?" you asked him. He swung his feet as a signal that he was. You swung him but you felt a chill down your spine.

You turn your head to glance around and that when you spotted them. Some people were huddled up with their phones up as they talked to each other. One hand was on Jimmy's swing, your hands began to feel sweaty as you continued to stare.

Joseph noticed that you weren't paying attention to Jimmy and he turned to look where you were looking. He saw some of them wearing Eddie Munson's shirt while talking to themselves.

He knew you were on high alert now. Your mom radar was activated.

" Joseph.." you turned to look at your husband.

He nodded, " We're going" he took Jessie out of the swing, she trashed in his arms that she wanted to go back to the swing. You took out Jimmy and he wined in your arms. You put him into the carrier that was by the side of the fence by the swings. Joseph put Jessie in and he grabbed your hand as he hurried out of the park with you.

" That's Joseph Quinn!" someone shouted. You turn your head to glance back at them when Joseph tugged your hand.

" Love, let's go home" you followed him step hoping none of them took pictures or videos of you and your family.

You spoke too soon when you had put Jimmy and Jessie to bed, that's when your phone pinged. His too. He turned to look at you from the spot on the couch as he took out his phone.

You reached for yours on the kitchen table and turning it over seeing notification after notification. Your heart spend up as you clicked the first image that popped up.

Your heart sank seeing a fan took pictures of you with Jimmy in your arms. The caption has read, " It looks like Y/N Quinn with a little bundle of joy. Is this Joseph's kid?"

The comments after comment appeared through the other pictures of you and Joseph, then the twins, more of you together.

" Since when do they have kids?"

" Twins? My heart is full of happiness"

" She's too ugly to have his kids"

" I thought he left her. Wow they must have ugly kids" you closed out your phone feeling your heart sink further and further. You had some fans that loved that you and Joseph got together, but then there were some that always believed that Joseph was too good for you. They believed there would be a time you would break up.

Arms wrap around your stomach and his chin rested on your shoulder.

" Put that down love, don't listen to them" he turns you around in his arms. You avert your gaze from him as sadness overtakes you.

" hey" he reaches out with his hands to cup your face bringing you eye to eye. " You're beautiful, I love you. I love our kids, this will all blow over. Our family matters, Jimmy and Jessie. You and me. Our marriage. Our kids. Okay?"

You nodded, a small smile appears on your face.

" I love you too" he leans down brushing his lips against yours. You melted in his arms as you kiss him.

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You had your phones back in your hands as you scrolled through the comments that were left from some fans. That day in the park went through all the social medias.

" She looks so different that she used"

" She looks bigger"

" She isn't working on herself anymore. Look at all the weight she gained"

" Mama life isn't for her"

" How is Joseph even married to her? Are they married?"

" She looks like a cow"

As you continued to read through the comments, they gone worse and worse commenting on your weight. You frowned dropping the phone on the bed and putting your hands over your face.

You stood in front of the mirror in your bedroom. Dropping your hands from your face and placing them on your stomach as you turned to the side. The frown deepen as you notice that you don't have the same stomach as you used to. The pregnancy with the twins did a number on you and they were right.

You turn to the other side to see if it was the same.

As you were looking at yourself in the mirror, Joseph walked in and stopped as he watched you. He noticed the way your lips turned into a deep frown and watched you turn on both side.

" What are you doing love?" He asks causing you to jump.

" I'm sorry, didn't mean to scare you" he says as he walks around the bed and stands behind you. His arms wrap around you and puts his head on your shoulder looking at his own reflection in the mirror with yours.

You don't answer him as your hands squeeze on your stomach and tapping it. You had hoped for some change but it was the same.

His hands laced his fingers with yours to stop what you were doing as he kisses your bare shoulder.

" What are you doing love?" He asks you again. His eyebrows frown together as he watches. He feels your shoulders drop slightly and sees you turn your head away from him.

He turns you in his arms with his arms wrapped around your waist.

" Nothing" you want to let this go away and not have him worry. But he's your husband he knows better than that.

You sighed, you weren't going to get away with this. He wasn't going to let this go.

" Some of the fans commented on how my pregnancy changed me. They said I look like a cow and that I'm not up to be a mother to look like this" you motion to yourself.

Joseph looked at you in disbelieve.

" What did I say about looking at the comments on your phone?" He asks.

" To turn my phone off and ignore everyone but you and our babies" He nods.

His hand comes up to cup your face as his thumb caresses your cheek.

" You're absolutely gorgeous Y/N. You're the mother of my children, you're my wife. You're my person and you're my everything. I'm so thankful you gave me two of the best gifts I can ever receive in my life. Jimmy and Jessie. Our sunshines" his other hand goes to your stomach under your shirt.

" This, right here" he softly traces up and down on your stomach. " I love to rest my head on here, one of the greatest pillows you have along with you know" He smirks. You giggled, playfully knowing what he means by that. " You're beautiful every single day. From the moment you wake up, to the moment you go to bed with me" he presses a kiss to your nose.

" Don't listen to what they are saying. They don't know anything. You're a great mother to our little sunshines. They adore you. They love you. Nothing is going to change this, we aren't going anywhere. I am not going anywhere. I love you till the very last breath I take"

He kisses your cheeks, " I love you"

He kisses your forehead, " my."

He kisses each hand, " beautiful."

He leans down kissing your clothed stomach, " gorgeous"

He turns you around and smacks your ass, " sexy."

He turns you around to face him as he stands up, brushing his lips against yours, " wife."

He kisses you and you throw your arms around his neck as you kiss him back, smiling against his lips. He knew always how to make you feel better.

Your family is all that mattered.

#joseph quinn #imagine joseph quinn #joseph quinn imagine #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn x you #jewls writes #joseph x reader #joseph x y/n #joseph x you

[lady-rose-moon]

Hello, Mummy

Summary: while expecting your first baby with Loki, you enter a dream that brings a tear to your eye.

A/N: I really hope you like this, guys! I am probably going to start a little pregnancy series with the reader and Loki.

Warnings: none, apart from fluff and pregnancy

You never imagined to be waking in a bed that you didn't recognise. At once, your mind jumped to the possibility of kidnapping from your Midgardian apartment. But you instantly knew that was false just from the magical signature that you sensed in the air.

Slowly leaving the bed, you grabbed a silk dressing gown and wrapped it around your body before departing the unfamiliar bedroom into what looked to be a golden hallway, the walls having drapes of a royal family; Loki included in most of them.

So you were in Asgard. That made no sense! Loki hadn't been back to Asgard after attacking New York and then living with the Avengers to repent for his crimes again the human race. He was a good Avenger, having encouraged Wanda's training and encouraging the progression of the Sokovia Accords until newer principles that even Rogers agreed to.

Your pregnancy wasn't a shock to you both when you became ill and started saying no to even Loki's cooking. He had gotten used to cooking on his own and not being given food by a maid whenever he requested it. You admired how easily he slipped into this mindset. A doting boyfriend, a learning father that wanted nothing more than to make sure the child and baby were safe.

Giggling was heard to your right and you followed it to a nursery. Opening the door slightly, you peeped inside and your heart stopped when you saw a small baby girl laid on the carpet of the nursery playing with a small Valkyrie doll and a ship. Loki was sat beside her, his hair braided to one side and he was wearing the casual Asgardian clothes that you had seen in the early days of living with him.

The little girl looked to be no more than a year old and you smiled when you saw that she looked so similar to Loki. Same black hair, same beautiful emerald eyes but what stood out as yours was her face shape and her nose. She was so beautiful that you felt that you were going to melt.

Looking up, the little girl spotted you and giggled as she pulled herself up onto her bum and reached out towards you, "mummy!!"

Your heart melted when you heard her delicate voice and you smiled as you walked over to her and picked her up. She seemed so beautiful and you melted, even more, when the little girl rested her head on your shoulder and giggled. So, this was your future? You didn't mind it if it meant that this little angel would cuddle you all the time.

You opened your eyes to see Loki smiling at you with such a loving gaze that you hadn't seen before. He looked more grown-up, as if becoming a father was the final step in his redemption and the separation from who he was as Prince of Asgard. Now, he was a father first and a Prince next.

Being careful not to drop the young girl, you sat beside Loki and watched as he shuffled closer to the two of you to wrap his arm around your shoulders and look down at your baby girl with the most adoring smile on his face. This was Loki's fate. His true fate. A loving wife, a daughter and a happy mindset. His past was behind him now.

"Everything is so special," Loki mumbled and you smiled, rocking the little girl in your arms much to her delight, "every moment we have with this infant, our little Roselle... every moment has to be cherished. It'll disappear so soon."

You turned to face him with a small smile on your face, supporting Roselle with one hand to gently cup Loki's cheek. The hesitation that Loki once had you looked like it had been gone for years by how easy it was for him to close his eyes and lean into your touch and you smiled lovingly at him as you whispered, "she will know we love her, even when we're old and grey and she's old enough to look after her own family. She loves us."

Roselle stared up at you with a small, goofy smile and nodded the best that she could. She then rested her hand over your heart and yawned gently before murmuring to you, "ready, mummy. Can't wait..."

You were confused for a moment before you were jolted awake from the dream and back into the waking world. Pain was shooting through your body and you whimpered when you realised that Roselle had told you that she was ready. Your daughter was coming now.

You laid there in confusion before another painful contraction hit you and you whined in pain, reaching out to shake Loki awake.

Once awake, Loki took in the sight of you and hurried out of bed to grab all the necessary items needed and he dialled the number for the midwife, telling her that you had gone into labour. The midwife told Loki to get you to the hospital and she would meet the both of you there as soon as she could.

Loki waited until the pain of the last contraction had died and then helped you up from the bed, making sure that you didn't have to rely on your legs that much as he moved you over to the jaguar that he had bought. Once you were laid in the backseat, Loki's seiðr kept you there to make sure you were safe.

Nine hours later, you and Loki welcomed Roselle Frigga Lokidottir into the family. She was just like you imagined. A small tuft of Loki's ebony hair, blue eyes that would soon melt into emerald and your face shape that you had when you were born. She was perfect.

The look in Loki's eyes warmed you. It was the same as your dream. As he walked around the room with the little pink bundle in his arms, singing Asgardian lullaby after Asgardian lullaby, you knew that your family was perfect. Loki was blessed to have you in his life and now you gave him Roselle.

Once it was time to nurse the little girl again, her small mouth latched onto one of your nipples with her eyes staring curiously up at you, you smiled lovingly at her. She really couldn't wait to meet you, she even looked excited now!

"Hello, Roselle, I just know we're going to be okay," you whispered to her, "we're going to be okay. I love you."

#loki x reader #requests open #imagines #loki pregnancy fic #loki x you #loki laufeyson x reader #loki fluff #pregnant reader #loki (marvel)

[hannibalzero]

Charles Smith liked to think he wasn’t ruled by his secondary gender like most alphas his age. He was mature for a 18 year old, an old soul and serious. It was just who he was, Charles was told he got his seriousness from his mother. That’s all his father talked about, when he was awake. Charles was a young long horn bull, working his fathers failing ranch the only gift his mother left him up. Ranch work was neglected when fucking Arthur Morgan, the omega son of the Van Der Linde ranch the biggest in the state…that used to be Charles until his father sold it to the Van Der Linde.

Not like Charles hated Arthur or anything but it sometimes annoyed him that his father pissed half the ranch away. Arthur was cow, a strong young man, works hard and good at hunting.

They are casual friends and sometimes hung out together, worked on the fence together and went to school, but today…was different, Arthur was riding his horse Beast a big black shire, holding a toddler in his lap. The most beautiful toddler Charles had ever seen, a sweet little African American girl, hair braided in twin strands.

Arthur’s new little sister Tilly, The Van Der Linde’s fostered a lot of kids. Since Arthur’s adopted parents, Hosea (a jack rabbit) and Dutch (a Lion )alpha couldn’t have children so they filled their home best they could. But Tilly made it look like….Arthur had /Charles/ baby. Charles snorted tail swishing as he watched. Why did? Did Charles want Arthur to be his? He knew Arthur was single but…he didn’t want to lose a good friend.

But the thought of Arthur, holding a tiny baby to his large chest. Smiling up at Charles. Arthur would be a good mama, would baby wear? Maybe he would use a backboard if he made Arthur one? Maybe fuss over the car seats and keep trying to get up at night no matter how tired he was. Maybe Arthur would work the ranch with Charles and their baby?! Arthur joining him for the powwow, baby dressed up with Charles in full regalia. Charles had to shake his head to get back to reality.

Right as Arthur noticed Him, Arthur tipped his hat and gave a smile. “Howdy Charles. Doin some line riding?” Arthur called out with that big smile, those blue eyes peeking out from under that black brim hat. It made Charles heart flutter when Arthur smiled like that. Arthur was a tough son of a bitch when it came to people but when it came to Charles, his family or horses the man was a angel. Arthur was known for being a rough fighter and won quite a few fights in school. Most people thought Arthur was a bull but no, a beautiful sweet dairy cow. Speaking of which Tilly was resting a fat cheek on those beautiful tits.

Charles was a bit jealous now. “Good afternoon Arthur, showing Miss.Tilly the ranch?” Charles replied with a good smile of his own.

“Ether.” Tilly said around her pacifier pointing to the eagle feather in Charles hat, a gift from his grandfather.

“Yes’ir, Hosea had to run to town. Was gonna take Tilly to the flower field? Just down the way.” Arthur pointed out as Tilly mimicked him. “If you ain’t doin anything…would ya like ta come? I gotta cooler filled with dinner and-“ Arthur was blushing adorably as he cleared his throat. Was Charles actually seeing this? Did Arthur like him? Charles stated to blush as well.

“Sure, I wouldn’t mind. I brought my bow…maybe we can shoot together? Not at the same time! Can’t hurt Tilly but we take turns?” Charles was fumbling just as bad as Arthur now.

“That’all be great, I’ll meet ya at the gate to let ya in.” Arthur lightly nudged beast to get him going as Charles fallowed. “You’re Pa let you take Tilly out here?” Charles asked as they road together.

“Ummmmm, yeah Cuse I gotta cellphone now. The ranch is big and the youngins fallow me around a lot so papa and daddy gave me one. Micha is mad as hell but he would just sell it for..” Micha was the oldest alpha son of the Van Der Linde. He was known for steal everything and selling it for drugs.

Dutch must have a soft spot of the ugly vulture because he kept bailing Micha out. “Is he still messing with you?” Charles asked voice low now.

“No, I broke his jaw. At least I hope the stupid son of a bitch doesn’t try again. Keeps sayin how he’s gonna be my alpha and I gotta learn my place. How he’s gonna sell the ranch’en.” Arthur stopped and pulled down his hat a bit. “I know I ain’t gotta right, I’m a ugly so’mbitch and I’mma hard to handle…but I won’t ever mate a man like that.” Arthur was trying to hide the fact that he was trying not to crying. Tilly patted at Arthur’s cheek cooing to him. “Thank ya Tilly.” He whispered kissing her head.

“You have every right to turn down unworthy people, honestly you would be doing us all a favor if you killed Micha.” Charles gave a snort as Taima road them through the gate Into the unending pasture. “As for ugly, why do you lie to yourself?” Charles slightly flirted enjoying how pink the cow became.

“Sure sure, forgot you where good at bullshittin’ just like pa.” Arthur road ahead a bit now.

#my writing #charles smith #arthur morgan #wild at heart au #Charles/Arthur #same age au #omegaverse #Charles is a bull #Arthur is an adorable moo cow #Tilly is a cat #rdr2 #arthur morgan rdr2 #rdr2 charles #writing #fanfiction

[dqrkncss666]

Happy Birthday to Vincent!!!

I made a small fanfic at 12 o’clock at night >:) 

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 "Happy birthday my little angel!" the door opened wide as a woman run inside. "Mama!!!" Vincent ran and hugged her. "Happy Birthday Vinnie!" Francis jumped out of bed and threw a pillow at him before she got caught by her father. "My sweet sweet baby!" Claudia kissed Vincent's forehead. "Mama I am a big boy now!!" Vincent crossed his arms. "No, you are still Mama's baby" "Dada's too!" Cedric smiled as he swayed around with Francis in his arms. "Father your hair is a mess... and so is brother's." Francis slapped him lightly. "Owww! You have a heavy hand like your Mother!" he grinned. Claudia chuckled "Now now let's get you both ready!" _______ The whole day servants were going around preparing for the afternoon Birthday party. "Happy Birthday Young Master!!!" Tanaka stood by the library's door. "Tanaka!!!! Thank you!!" Vincent ran to him. "Where is my birthday cake!!! I want to see it!" "You have to wait, brother," Francis told him without taking her eyes off her book. "Aww, I wanted to see it!" "In the afternoon young master, be patient, I will come at 6 o'clock in the afternoon to dress you up."  Tanaka smiled and left the library. Meanwhile, in the drawing-room, Claudia was wrapping Vincent's present. "You remember Claudia, the first time he said "Dada"? He is my smart little boy!" Cedric smiled as he picked up a ribbon and tied his hair with it. "Of course I do, I also remember when he was scared at night and he crawled to our room to sleep." "Yes yes, and his little feet waddling around the wooden floor, so adorable that makes me want another small baby!" he smirked. "Do not even think about it or you will give birth to it." she glared at him and both of them broke down in laughter. _____ In the afternoon Vincent's friends arrived at the manor; Diedrich and Alexis. "Diedrich!" Vincent hugged him very tightly he could break his bones. "Happy Birthday!!" Diedrich tried to word out. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Alexis Leon Midford run-up at Vincent and picked him up. "Alexis you are acting like a three-year-old." Francis glared at him. "Oh um yes yes I am sorry Frannie..." he let Vincent down while blushing. Claudia and Tanaka were watching them from afar. "It was a really good idea not to invite any of the Aristocrats..." Claudia sighed. "Indeed... It would have been really stressful for the young master but now that his friends are only here it will surely not cause any problems." "Claudiaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! We have a problem!" Cedric ran towards them. "What happened?!" "I- I-... I CAN'T BELIEVE HE IS OLD NOW!!!" he started crying like a baby. "Oh for all that's holy Cedric you Grim Reaper..." "Mister Undertaker that's no reason to cry!" Tanaka chuckled. "I want another one! Francis is old too she might kill me in my sleep!!!" he sniffed. "We will talk about it later Cedric..." Claudia rolled her eyes and patted his back. "Why the hell is my father crying..." Francis asked. "He is probably thinking that his hair is a mess, right?" Alexis replied with a wide smile. "Quit the flirting! But you might be correct..." she smiled at him. "Diedrichhhhh!!!! Come on let's play hide and seek!!!" "No Vincentttt I don't want to play! Last time you dressed me up like a princess!!!" he started running away from the devilish Phantomhive and his crazy ideas. "But Diedrich it's his birthday!" Alexis laughed. "Nein!!!! Ich will nicht mit ihm spielen!" "Diedrich please I promise I won't dress you up!" "That's what he always says..." Francis crossed her arms impatiently "I am bored with all of you, I will hunt you down then!" "Aaaah!! Scary sister!" Vincent giggled. Francis took a sword from the wall decoration "RUN NOW THAT YOU CAN!" Alexis, Vincent and Diedrich ran faster than the speed of light. Claudia turned around to see what the kids were doing. "Frannie darling careful with that!" she shouted. "Yes Mother, don't worry..." Vincent and Diedrich hid under a table and Alexis hid behind a lamp; not a very good spot. "Where could they be... Behind the vase? No..." she passed by the lamp and started wheezing as she saw him. "And you will be in the British army, oh please, I will join too then?!" "Oh come on this was the only spot I had to hide!" "Wasn't a good spot under that tabl-" Francis pointed and soon realised. She walked towards it with the sword in hand "Un... Deux... Trois!" She poked Vincent on the back lightly, which made him jump up and hit his head. "Owww! Frannie that was rude!"  Vincent squealed. Diedrich got out from under the table "No no it was funny!" Tanaka walked beside Francis "I think it's time for the Birthday cake!" "Yes!" Vincent stood up forgetting any pain he was in as he run to the living room.  There he saw a beautiful cake decorated with blue and silver cream around the edge and white cream on top. "Do you like your cake Vinnie?" Claudia smiled. "I love it!!!" "I am glad because I held myself back from eating it!" Cedric grinned as he got punched slightly on the chest by Claudia.   _____ After the party and when the two guests left it was time for sleep. "I loved my Birthday party!" Vincent said as he climbed on his bed. Claudia sat on the edge holding a box. "We have something more for you," She gave him the box and he unwrapped it excitedly to find a white rabbit inside. "Is it the one from Alice in Wonderland?!" he picked it up and squeezed it in his arms. "Mhm, your mother saw how much you liked that book and so we requested from the Hopkin's tailor shop to try and make one." Cedric patted his head. "For my birthday I want a sword..." Francis grinned. "Yes Frannie, for your birthday we will buy you a nice sharp sword." All of them started laughing and the clock struck midnight

#black butler #vincent phantomhive #kuroshitsuji #francis midford #undertaker #phantomhive family #birthdays #happy birthday #birthday post #Vincent fan fiction #Alexis Leon Midford #Diedrich #claudia phantomhive

[theshelbyclan]

oh, love!! little family quarrels that decided to develop themselves right before i left hahah.

i would say it is mainly my father’s fault. he used to be good, up until a certain point… i think i was 12? 13? dk, just really young.

i have an older brother (one he never even acknowledged, probs because he had him at 16), and a little sister who just turned 12 - that little girl is my whole world 🥹 all of us have the same dad/different moms dynamic, and with the exception of my brother we were forced to see him every week as kids.

with that image in mind, it’ll be easier to paint the picture for you: he got back to drinking and mistreating his children when i was just about to become a teenager. my brother was living in Japan, so i was the only one left to protect my sister from the things he’d say… she was a baby, she didn’t need that energy.

i started to have a mind of my own and often yelled back, oh boy was that the wrong thing to do in front of him 😅 never turned out well for me lol.

funniest thing was: he started becoming an actual father to my little sister. he was good, didn’t drink around her, bought her everything she wanted. don’t get me wrong, i am more than happy for her! she doesn’t even remember how he is with me… but you’d understand how that stings a bit, right?

he and i spent years without talking. i would see my whole family but he wouldn’t see me. he despised me with all his being.

before leaving, i spent 3 weeks with my aunt, little sis and cousins in Rio. got back to my hometown and stopped at his place to spend the afternoon - probably 7 years after not talking and feeling like shit - and he did not even look my way. i swear, honey, he ignored me like i wasn’t even there. and i tried everything.

he blames me for the state of our relationship. i know that. but i tried to forgive him and rebuild something and he, the fully grown adult, didn’t find it in him to do so. i’m almost 20 now, and i hate the feeling of ‘daddy doesn’t love me anymore’.

then again, every time he opens his mouth i wanna punch him lol. sexist, homophobic, racist comments that always have me asking my badass mom what the fuck did she have in mind - fun fact: she was drunk and trying to make her ex jealous 😂 i adore her.

my sis sent me a screenshot of a message he sent to her saying some of the mean things he used to say to me, and that ticked me off like a bomb. she is an angel who refuses to see his bad side, and i will never let him fuck her mind up like he did mine and my brother’s - so you can imagine how nice i was to him, right?

btw, did you see the age coincidence there? she’s the exact same as i was. the age when you start having your own opinions and little to no filters? yeahhhhhhh….. funnyyyyyyyy…..

when i was boarding the plane, i sent a pic of my passport and my drink to the family group chat and he had the guts to gaslight me saying that i was awful because i didn’t say goodbye. i said “daddy dearest, remember the afternoon i spent at your house with the fam and you wouldn’t talk to me? that was my goodbye. everyone else in this group got one, except you. ain’t it funny????? 🤪🤪”

i got blocked lmaooooooooo

there’s some shit with my ex stepdad in-between all of that too. ya girl’s got double daddy issues!!! 😂

i’m so sorry i got carried away and this has become a freaking biography. thank you so much for allowing me to get this off my chest, love. you have no idea how much it helped just to finally talk about it… mum usually just brushes me off :/

and the final plot lol: yesterday was father’s day in Brazil. HA!

-🦦❤️

Oh love, your family sounds like a bit of a mess... that can’t be easy. Good for you for looking out for your sister, and I’m glad your father’s different with her, but yeah, I imagine that stings... your mum sounds pretty cool though 😂

But yeah, my inbox is always open if you need to get things out babes, hope you know that ❤️ sending you all my love! 😘😘

[jade-parcels]

Hi Hi, i love your writing so much...its so good and makes me feel fluffy inside🥺

So recently I've been having a big thing on Diluc being a dad of a red head daughter (it could be the reader) so could i wanna request a little story with how he'd be with a daughter from baby to about 4 years old? It can be headcannons or whatever you are comfy with...just really fluffy and cute u know?

Thanks in advance♥

I hope you don’t mind if the daughter is a baby here <3

She looks just like me...

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Diluc was aware that his daughter had red hair, she was born that way. She screamed her little head off, waving her small arms in the air as her mother held her for the first time. Diluc remembers leaning over her shoulder to look down at his newborn baby girl, unable to hold back his tears of joy any longer when he noticed the red fuzz on her head.

Ragnvindr genes are strong. Diluc, his father, his grandfather and so on all have red hair, it’s just the way their gene pool works. Their genes overpower everyone else’s, it doesn’t matter if the mother is blonde, blue haired, black haired, their babies always have red hair. It doesn’t matter, Diluc was still shocked to see his beautiful baby with such bright hair right after being born.

For the first two weeks after her birth, Diluc tended to keep his distance. He feared that the baby would hate him. He smelled like fire and smoke, his hands were sweaty and his hair was always frizzy. The last thing he wanted was to give his daughter a bad first impression of him.

But now, months later, he’s gotten used to her and she’s come to love him too. Of course, she still prefers her mother over him but she won’t burst into tears when he picks her up.

Now he’s alone with the baby for the afternoon while his darling wife is out with friends. She deserves to get out of the house! Diluc is more than happy to watch the baby for the day. He has the maids do the laundry, wash the sheets and start on dinner so by the time she gets back, everything will be perfect.

Diluc is snapped out of his train of thought as a chubby hand rests itself on his face. He smiles and presses a kiss to his daughters cheek, laughing as she giggles. He looks at her with love and adoration. She has her mother’s eyes and his head of frizzy, red hair. There are a couple of paintings of Diluc as a baby though they’re stored away now to make from for paintings of his family. He can’t believe how much she looks like him

“You’re going to grow up to be a strong young woman, I know it” he tells her, bouncing her up and down in his arms, turning to block the sunlight from her face “You’ll probably grow taller than your mother too...Then what will we do with you?” Diluc huffs a laugh, earning another giggle from the baby

“My father always said that to me, you know. ‘Son, one day you’ll outgrow your mother. Then what are we going to do?’ Heh...yeah, he would say that all the time. If he had been around a bit longer, he would have gotten to see me outgrow him too” talking about his father stung...But when he got to talk about the good times he had with him, it wasn’t the worst thing in the world

“Your grandpa would have loved you...He would have had fifty of paintings commissioned, tons of little dresses made for you, more than you’d ever be able to wear before outgrowing them” he ran his fingers through her fine, red hair. Her little hand came up to grasp his finger, pulling his hand down to try to bite his hand “Hey- no no don’t do that”

Diluc shifted her in his arms, crossing the room to head down the grand staircase and out to the vineyard. After a bit of walking, he found a nice spot in the grass for the two of them to sit together where they could watch the water

“I got to grow up here...I ran around here through the grape vines, I splashed in this river with my brother. I hope I can give you the best life I can...I’ll do everything in my power to make sure you are safe and loved” Of course his daughter doesn’t understand, she grins up at him and waves her little hands around. She’s so full of innocent joy. She loves the grass, the maids, the birds, the rain. Diluc will do everything he can to protect her, to let her have a joyful childhood.

Soon he will retire from his duties as the Dark Knight Hero. He’ll put away his claymore and become the businessman he was always destined to be. He’ll run the winery and the Angel’s Share without any funny business, no more hunting the Fatui or Abyss mages. He has a family now, he can’t afford to be reckless with his life anymore. He has to be here for all of these little milestones in his daughters life, to see her grow into a brilliant young woman

“I love you, sweetheart. I’ll always be here for you” he promises, smiling down at her again. The touching moment is quickly ruined as she tries to eat a beetle from the grass “No! Give me that!”

#I hope this isn’t too rambly 0-0 #I just kinda word vomited! #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin imagines #genshin impact writing #genshin impact diluc

[lin-nin]

Hey I totally loved reading your head cannons about Techno, Schlatt, Dream, and BBH accidentally killing their s/o's. I had a request and feel free to decline this if it's too heavy or whatever. What if those four lost a baby with you? Be it a child or a premature baby.

onHe We really suffering with these four two days in a row, huh? Obvious warning for pregnancy, birth, death, gore, miscarriage, all the like! This definitely is a heavier topic but I have no problem writing it. Obvious afab reader, as well :) Added a bonus Philza bc this angst prompt was screaming for some Philza.

Techno losing his child

When you had told Techno you were pregnant, carrying his child, he had been ecstatic. The way he smiled at you was enough to make you melt, especially as he held you close. He would often hold your forming bump, or nuzzle his face against it. The way he cared for you and the child you shared was so incredibly tender, making sure everything was okay for the two of you, for your unplanned family.

He rarely left you alone for long, not wanting you to be unprotected. He had only been at the farm when you had felt it, the sharp pain in your back. It had you staggering, tears in your eyes and hand fluttering immediately to your stomach. You knew something was wrong, and it was confirmed when the blood was on your thighs. You had screamed bloody murder, causing Techno to rush in, axe drawn. Ready to take down whatever had caused you to scream. Only to freeze when he saw you on the floor, sobbing and screaming.

It didn’t take long for him to understand. Especially with the amount of blood there was. He didn’t grieve at first, so worried for you. You always came first. He had helped you, albeit with shaking hands, clean everything up. He even helped you into the tub, hands stroking your hair from your face. You had grown numb and despondent, barely aware of his words. It hurt to see you like that.

He reassured you that it wasn’t your fault- because it wasn’t. It was nothing either of you could have stopped, but you still blamed yourself. He did mourn, though. While unplanned, he had been excited. He had looked forward to being able to raise a child with you. He reassured you in the end that the two of you could try again. Whenever the both of you were ready.

Schlatt losing his child

Becoming pregnant had not been your intention. Not in your plans for years to come. You had simply been fooling around, drinking with Schlatt and maybe getting a bit handsy. So when a few months had passed and you found yourself sick on the regular, a growing bump on your stomach, you were horrified. Not against it, entirely. Just taken purely by surprise.

Schlatt had been a little more vocal about it, expressing his disbelief loudly. He didn’t want to be a father. At least he didn’t think he did. He had just wanted to have fun. That’s all he ever wanted- to do as he please. He didn’t please to be a parent. Yet it was coming anyways.

As he watched you teeter around, pregnancy increasingly obvious, he found himself much more open to the idea. And when you had given birth- a healthy baby boy- he was there. He was there, and he was sober. He even was teary eyed when he got to hold his son. Everything was okay for a couple of weeks, until you noted that he wasn’t eating as much as he should be. He only seemed to grow weaker from there, before succumbing to whatever sickness had grabbed a hold of him.

You had cried, feeling utterly broken. Like you hadn’t protected him enough. Schlatt lapsed into drinking more than normal. He was angrier, snapping at anyone who even brought up his son. The only person he tolerated it from was you. Especially when you had shown up, eyes red from crying, requesting a drink. The two of you weren’t together, but you could definitely grieve your son together. It was, at the very least, cause for a friendship between you two. You had wanted a son, you had had him, and you had lost him. Schlatt felt largely the same, and the only thing that numbed the pain of the loss was alcohol. Lots and lots of alcohol.

Dream losing his child

Whatever gods there were seemed to have a sick sense of humor. You loved Dream so much. Everyone knew it, it was clear in the way you looked at him. Everyone knew he loved you the same, too. Especially in the early days, when he didn’t hide his tender touches and soft kisses from the public eye. Even when things started to change, when he grew defensive and angry, he still loved you the same. Even if it was harder for everyone else to tell, you knew. You could see it in his eyes. You were his weakness.

Which had lead to an argument between the two of you. You were a weakness, a liability, in danger. Something he needed to rid himself of. Which was when you had dropped on him that you were pregnant. It wasn’t what you had planned, not the way you’d wanted to tell him. It was almost as if the words had short circuited his brain, tongue turning to lead. He seemed to soften up after that. At least towards you. Only in private. In public he had only seemed to deny any attachment to you vehemently.

Your pregnancy had progressed normally, and everyone quickly knew of it. There were some congratulations, while others worried about Dream’s ability to be a father figure. You didn’t entirely pay them mind. Of course, nothing ever went smoothly with Dream. You had no way of knowing that when you went into labor, your baby would have come out without air in her little lungs or a beat to her heart. You had cried, so much. Holding her little body against you. Dream had seemed to shut down, staring down at his lifeless daughter.

He seemed distant afterwards. He blamed himself, truly. For maybe if he had been a better person, his daughter would have been born alive. He had practically cut you off, saying that he couldn’t risk you going through that pain and loss again due to his actions. It showed him that even if he wanted all the control in the world, there were some things he couldn’t control. The best way he could control this was by removing you from being put in that situation again.

Bad losing his child

Bad was always vocal with his love for you. You adored it, relishing in the way he would proudly tell anyone who would listen about you. It was endearing and you couldn’t help but tug at his sleeve to get him to lean down so you could kiss his cheek. That’s why it was no surprise when you had fallen pregnant. It was still in the early days, then, too. Back when L’Manberg was still around. You didn’t involve yourself too much with it, though. You were too focused on making everything perfect for your baby.

Bad had pampered you like there was no tomorrow. Getting you flowers, and your favorite baked goods from Nihachu. He would carry you around everywhere. He doted on you and made sure you got everything you wanted and that you were as healthy as can be. You adored it, and always responded by kissing the tip of his horns lovingly.

That’s why it was a surprise when your contractions had come early. Far too early. Bad fretted over you, which only seemed to stress you out. The baby was so tiny when she was born. Yet she was alive, and somehow still perfect. Your sweet angel. You loved her, staying by her side religiously. Bad was much the same, scared to even sleep. She spent so long fighting for her life. She was too small, too young, too underdeveloped. You knew it would happen eventually, her chances of survival low. It was why you cherished every moment with her.

Yet when she had finally lost the energy to fight to breathe, in your arms, you bawled. You cried for days on end, letting Bad hold you close as you did. He only held you, rocking you back and forth. He was hurt, unsure what to say o comfort you. Until one day he came to you, a newfound light in his eyes. Claiming to have found your baby, just in a new form. You had followed him, hoping that whatever it was he was right about. As you saw the red vines he presented to you, you felt the same attachment you had felt for your daughter. This really was her, wasn’t it?

Philza losing his child

Philza had been so excited when you had given birth to his son. His second child, at least biologically. He doted on the pair of you like there was no tomorrow. Always telling you how proud he was of you, how much he loved you. Giving your son everything in the world. After all, after losing Wilbur, he was determined to make sure he didn’t lose his second child. Especially when the boy’s wings started to flourish.

Teaching him to fly had always been his favorite thing, especially as he got the hang of it and could effortlessly soar through the skies with him. You would often find shelter under a tree, fondly watching the pair of them fly. As he grew, he had begun flying on his own, straying further from Philza. You never worried. There wasn’t anything to worry about. Until one day you watched him get struck in the chest with the bolt of a crossbow, helplessly watching him plummet almost immediately to the ground.

You had screamed, and so had Philza. He absolutely could not lose a second son, but watching his child speed down to the earth, he already knew he had. He looked with a vengeance for who had killed his son, while you scrambled your way over to where he had landed. Finding the culprit was easy, at least with wings. He hadn’t even thought twice when he had found the fleeing orange flurry that was undoubtedly his grandson. His trident wasn’t in his hand for long, being thrown straight into him.

Fundy had been vehement in his last breaths, insisting that Philza couldn’t love him as a grandson, and couldn’t love his other son properly either. Philza had no interest in his words, simply ripping his trident from his body and leaving. He grieved heavily when he had returned to your side, helping you bury your son. Despite his grief, and clear depression, he never pushed you away or distanced himself. If anything, he seemed to hold you closer. As if it would repair the damage left on both of you.

#Anonymous #philza #technoblade #badboyhalo #dream #schlatt #philza x reader #technoblade x reader #badboyhalo x reader #dream x reader #schlatt x reader #mcyt x reader #tw death #tw gore #tw blood #tw pregnancy #tw miscarriage

[writing-dead-clovers]

One Little Angel (Monster AU!Karlnapity x child!GN!reader)

Very (and I mean very) brief to no mention of blood and cutting.

I tried to skip the blood pact thing, mostly cause you guys are probably tired of reading about it. It's shorter than I wanted it to be, mostly since I have terrible writer's block. If it sucks, I apologize.

May be rewritten.

Sapnap groaned as his two husbands pushed him onto the fear floor. Rumor had it, Phil caught wind of the polygamous couple wanting a little one to spoil rotten, and had a child for them. Sapnap was the one who ended up having the first shift at the Fear Factory, and due to insecurities and the pure fear of not being able to be a good father, he refused and even tried to hide, to get out of having the file handed to him. It took his father, his best friends and his beloved lovers, to get his ass to come out of the fireplace (one of his many hiding places). The ravenette's heels dug into the floor as he was pushed forward. Luckily Phil spotted the trio and chuckled as he landed in front of them. He held a file up, smiling lightly at them. Karl looked so excited that he ended up accidently teleporting into a table, scaring two rookie monsters. Quackity laughed at his husband before going to help the brunette. Sapnap glanced at them smiling before turning his attention back to his boss. "I-" "It's normal to be nervous Sapnap. I can always hold on to the file for Quackity's shift." Phil said, smiling at the younger male. Sapnap's eyes glanced at the file then back to Phil who was holding it out.

Phil's laughter filled the young demon's ears as the file was quickly snatched and opened.

And that's when Sapnap's nerves got worse. This kid was absolutely perfect for his oddball family. The kid was, sadly an orphan (he noted to himself to keep the child away from Techno). Y/n, what a nice name, Karl definitely would remember it, even with his unintentional forgetfulness. A timid child, who kept to themselves. Sapnap felt arms wrap around him, heads on either side of his shoulder. Karl's finger traced the child's photo as Quackity mumbled under his breath, reading the file. "We gotta have them." The two grinned at each other, hearing the demon mumble under his own breath.

They followed him as he ran to the first free station he saw. Karl put the information in as Quackity helped Sapnap get ready. "Good luck babe!" "You'll do great!" He grinned before rushing into the human realm.

Sapnap silently groaned as his head hit the bottom of the bed, before crawling from under it. He glanced down and smiled. There, was the adorable little kid he came to make his own. He carefully sat down and woke the kid up. The child rolled over and bright e/c eyes landed on the male. "Hello, I'm Sapnap." Y/n sat up, back hitting the wall behind them as they scooted away from the demon. "Hey, hey it's okay! Don't freak out!" Sapnap was quick to reassure them, something he learned when dealing with the panic attacks his husbands would have, mainly Quackity's. "I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm here to adopt you." Y/n's eyes got wide. "Adopt? You want me?" And there goes all control Sapnap had. You were definitely gonna be spoiled rotten by him, zero fucks will be given about what others say. "Yeah, me and my husbands want to adopt you. That's if you want." A rapid nod made the male grin. "Okay, there's one little thing we have to do. Can I see your hand?" Oh how tiny your little hand is compared to his clawed one. "This will hurt, but it's how we do adoptions where I'm from. It'll be over in a few seconds, okay?" He couldn't help but baby you, it made him feel odd. Was he gonna be one of those dads that would melt at the tiniest thing their children do? You nodded, scooting closer to him and looking at his hand. He was quick to do the blood pact, the one thing that would bind you to his family forever. His heart broke a little hearing a whimper of pain come from you. Yep, he was gonna be one of those dads. Not that he would mind, really. Sapnap pulled you into his lap, cooing at you, acting exactly like how his father was with him. He almost cringed, but feeling you snuggle up to him made him think otherwise. You were gonna fit in just fine. "Ready to go?" You nodded. Sapnap got off the bed and led you under it. With one arm wrapped around you, his other hand hit the floor twice, sending him back to the monster realm.

Flopping onto the ground, with a protective hold around his precious child, Sapnap sighed happily. He was definitely gonna see how fast it would be to see your personality come out with your new family. He smiled seeing his two spouses. Karl was bouncing around, occasionally teleporting randomly. Quackity helped you two up. The two cooed at you when you hid behind Sapnap. "Little Angel, meet your other parents." You peeked out behind him. Karl was kneeling on the floor, smiling so brightly, that the colorful freckles across his face glow. Sapnap smiled seeing your curious look at Karl.

It would take time, but you would spread your wings.

#sapnap x reader #sapnap x you #sapnap x y/n #mcyt fanfic #mcyt fanfiction #fear family story #fear family series #fear family #karl jacobs x you #karl jacobs x y/n #karl jacobs x reader #quackity x you #quackity x reader #quackity x y/n

[absolutepokemontrash]

MC is Half Demon and Blah Blah Blah-

Time for the Group Retreat!

Part 1 Part 2 Lessons 1-5 Lessons 5-6 Lessons 10-12 Lessons 13-15 Part 3 Part 4

I’m quite hyped for this one, ladies, gents, and esteemed readers! For simplicity’s sake, since this is before M!MC and A!MC arrive, L!MC will go back to being referred to as just MC. Enjoy the Headcanons!

Since the previous Underground Tomb incident ended much less violently, Lucifer is now more worried than angry about MC’s rampant shennaniganery.

Like... his kid was poking holes in his totally foolproof “Your cow-uncle went to live on a farm in the human world” story. What if MC somehow got into the attic and got hurt?!

It didn’t help that they were still in this weird phase of their father/child relationship. On one hand, Lucifer obviously cares for his kid, and his kid likes him... but it’s also only been less than three months and we all know how emotionally constipated Lucifer is.

MC’s also getting REAL sus of all the secrets their dear old dad is keeping... doesn’t help that they STILL haven’t went up into the attic.

Anyhoo~ the announcement for the retreat was a barrel of laughs.

“I’m proposing, a group retreat!”

Everyone met Diavolo’s announcement with the exact same confused reaction. It’s like the entire assembly hall was doing the ‘Guy Blinking’ meme.

“A... group retreat?” Lucifer repeated slowly. “For what reason exactly, Lord Diavolo?”

The Crown Prince was giddy with excitement as he explained. “MC told me about their middle school overnight trip and it sounded like it would be quite fun!”

Simeon, Luke, MC, and Solomon were all seated next to each other in the ‘exchange student seats of less importance’. Luke leaned over and whispered a question to MC.

“Why are you so friendly with the crown prince?”

MC smirked and shrugged. “Lucifer had the Demon-Flu and couldn’t go meet with Lord Diavolo last week so I went for him. Lord Diavolo’s surprisingly bad at Connect Four but has really good luck in Snakes and Ladders.”

Luke’s jaw dropped in complete and utter shock and horror.

“We’re playing CandyLand and the Game of Life next time, want to come?” MC added.

“Play CandyLand... with him..?” Luke looked at Diavolo, who was still explaining his plan for the retreat, then looked back at MC. “I’ll only go to shield you from his corrupting influence.”

“Yeah... Corrupting...” MC had to hold back a laugh at the thought of Diavolo, who during MC’s visit lit up like a Christmas tree upon being called ‘Dia’ and believed that Mood Rings were the greatest human invention ever, being a corrupting influence.

“MC! Torture dungeon or no!?” MC was snapped out of their conversation by Mammon shouting at them from his seat.

“What?”

“Do ya think there’s a torture dungeon under the castle, or not?”

“I’m not sure,” MC turned to Diavolo. “Lord Diavolo, is there a torture dungeon under the Demon Lord’s Castle?”

There is in fact, no torture dungeon. Presumably...

Everyone packed up and headed out to the Demon Lord’s Castle!

The fabulous seven all broke several speed limits and traffic laws in order to be there early. Listen, they had to get there before Purgatory Hall, it was a matter of pride.

Besides, what’s the Royal guard going to do? Arrest six of the seven rulers of hell and a kid? Ha. No. Not when Diavolo controls their paychecks.

The rooming situation remained the same, Asmo, Simeon, and MC were roomed together, and MC got to watch Asmo get psychologically profiled by Simeon. It was truly a sight to behold.

MC was nice enough to assure Asmo that they really liked him and thought he was very sweet.

Asmo, not used to being complimented on his personality, almost started openly weeping.

So, the tour of the Demon Lord’s Castle began! Asmo got yelled at by his ex in the painting and the usual batch of idiots got sucked into the catacombs under the castle.

Lucifer wasn’t terribly sure how or if he should express his concern for MC being stuck in the labyrinth.

All these new fatherly feelings of worry are very very odd. He didn’t worry this much for Satan, mainly because Satan was usually the threat.

Even as a baby...

Lucifer found himself checking his DDD every few minutes to see if MC had texted or called from wherever the painting dragged them to, never mind that if they did text he’d hear the phone ding.

“Lucifer, don’t worry too much,” Diavolo patted Lucifer on the shoulder, a bright smile on his face. “Your brothers and MC will be perfectly fine! There’s nothing too dangerous in the catacombs that they wouldn’t be able to take care of.”

Resigning himself to the fact that MC was under the care of his last choices for babysitting, Lucifer put away his DDD. “I know they’ll be fine, but I’m not overly pleased with the situation.” He shot a glare at Helene in the portrait, who rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

“Lucifer worrying about someone, I’m truly, genuinely shocked.” Hearing Satan’s attempt at goading him, Lucifer, flawless demon that he is, resisted the urge to throw his DDD at his brother.

“Quiet, Satan.”

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“WHY THE FUCK IS A SNAKE DOWN HERE?!”

“ITS HENRY 1.0!”

“YEAH THAT REALLY CLEARS STUFF UP, LEVI!”

MC and Levi continued their screaming match as the group ran for dear life from a giant snake.

Yeah... nothing the brothers couldn’t handle... sure, Lord Diavolo...

They made it out of the scary catacombs... don’t worry.

Lucifer did that parent-thing where he cleaned the catacomb dust off MC’s face with a napkin.

Yay! Parenting!

Failed pillow fight attempt #1 happened that evening. Because Mammon was obsessed with being the fun-uncle and saw his brothers encroaching on his place as favourite uncle.

MC doesn’t know how to break it to him that he’ll probably always be the favourite uncle and he doesn’t have to be such a dumbass to keep his spot.

Scavenger hunt went on as canon dictates.

Asmo had his diva tantrum and stormed off, but MC also wanted to win so they didn’t go after him.

Clearly expecting someone to go beg him to come back, Asmo was very annoyed when no one went after him.

“Um, helloooo? Anyone going to comfort me~?”

“Nope.”

“Well I don’t want your comfort anyway, SOLOMON.”

It was very close, L!MC insisted their loss came from sabotage. No evidence was found but just LOOK at Satan’s face.

Time for the Formal Dance~

If you’re wondering why Luke didn’t say anything when MC was suddenly poofed into their demon form, you’re assuming that Mammon wasn’t in on the “let’s prank the chihuahua” plan.

“Mammon..? Is MC behind you?”

“Nope! Why?”

MC was able to get to the other side of the ballroom with Luke none the wiser! Hell yeah, nothing like screwing with your friend!

So it’s canon that Lucifer is like, a solid 20/10, therefore MC is ADORABLE. What I’m saying is, some of the younger demons asked them to dance.

Asmo was also being MC’s hype man, which was very nice of him. Mammon also tried to give advice on how to be cool and suave. Beel was there for moral support.

“Alright kiddo, you need to be aloof and mysterious! People love aloof and mysterious, that’s why I’m so popular.”

“Don’t listen to him, MC. He flew into a wall as a kid and it killed all his brain cells. Just be proper but not snooty, sweet but not saccharine, friendly but not annoying,”

“Ask them if they want to share some of the hors d’oeuvres.” 

“Okay, first, aloof and mysterious are the last words I would ever use to describe you, Mammon. Second, Asmo I have no clue what you’re asking me to do. Third... Beel that’s the best advice I’ve received in recent memory.”

None of that mattered anyway because MC got swarmed with dance offers.

“Well,” MC smirked and held out their hand at the demon that was bold enough to ask them to dance first. “I admire the confidence.”

The demon’s smile brightened, then dropped completely when their gaze drifted behind MC. “I uh... on second thought... I’m gonna...”

MC’s potential dance partners all quickly scattered to the snack table. The half demon growled and turned around to see their father acting like he didn’t just scare away MC’s groupies.

“Father! What was that for?!” MC huffed, Lucifer rolled his eyes and grabbed MC’s wrist and began to pull them away from the dance floor.

“You’re too young to dance.”

“That’s crazy! They looked like they were my age.” MC protested, their wings fluttering in annoyance.

“Even if they looked to be your age, MC, they’re hundreds of years older.” Lucifer said calmly.

“What about that equivalent age stuff you told me about? Like how Luke is hundreds of years old but by angel/human standards he’s technically younger than me?”

“That doesn’t matter right now.” Lucifer lightly pushed MC towards the hallway that led back to their room.

“But I want to dance with someone!” MC felt their wings involuntarily fluff up.

Lucifer turned and smiled at his dear little brat, crouching slightly to get to their level. “Not on my watch.”

MC’s face was literally this: >:0

Lucifer is out here being the dad in every comedy that involves someone bringing home their partner to meet their parents.

MC was banished to their room, they spent their time angrily reading the manga they had packed.

When Levi escaped the party slightly later MC grilled him for details of what went on after they left.

“Nothing too interesting... except... um...”

“Spit it out, Levi!”

“...lrddiavlondlucferdnced”

“I can’t understand you, stop mumbling.”

“Lord Diavolo and Lucifer danced together...”

“...”

“...”

“I MISSED THAT?!”

So yes, MC’s desire to get a picture of Lucifer sleeping stems from VENGEANCE!

How DARE their father send MC up to their room and make them miss their OTP dancing together!?

So they call up their troupe of idiots and get ready to go be menaces to society.

MC also invites along Asmo because he seemed like he could use the adventure.

And because MC couldn’t plan the prank without Asmo noticing so it was better to just implicate him as well...

“Grrr...”

MC brightened and clapped their hands. “I know that growl!”

“It’s not my stomach, I packed snacks.” MC couldn’t see this, considering the room was pitch black (it must’ve been some kind of magic because demons have excellent night vision), but Beel waved a bag of chips in the air and got to eating.

“No, I’m not talking about your stomach, Beel.” MC skipped towards the source of the growling despite Mammon and Levi’s pleas for them to stop.

Ah! There he was!

“Cerberus!” MC cooed, the three headed dog stopped growling and barked happily. “Whose a good boy? Is it you?”

Cerberus let lose a bark that would probably make anyone crap their pants, but MC giggled and kept petting him. “Yeah! You’re the good boy! You like cuddles! Yes you do! Yes you do!”

A flash of light from a camera caused MC to drop their baby talk voice and stare angrily in the direction where the light came from.

“Whoever took that picture better delete it or I’m going to feed you to the dog.”

Cerberus growled in agreement. What a good boy.

“Well, as nice as this is...” Asmo huffed. “We’ve clearly been duped because this is not Lucifer and Diavolo’s room.”

“Oh well!” MC chirped and continued to pet the three headed dog. “Look at the doggy!”

“MC, you’re crazy. Dontcha ever forget that.” Mammon whimpered as Cerberus growled at him.

So yeah, they couldn’t get out of the room, so they ended up opening up the other door and falling into the catacombs like a bunch of lemmings.

Asmo charmed Henry, and they got out of the labyrinth no problem.

Yay! No consequences! Oh no- hi Lucifer.

Lucifer gave them all the mother of all lectures. Satan showed up with the rest of the gang and brought popcorn.

Belphie wasn’t there, okay? Satan needed to be a little shit for him.

Ah yes, the pillow fight... Mammon’s crusade to be the best uncle culminated in a massive pillow fight that ended with MC, Lucifer, and Diavolo standing over everyone’s unconscious bodies.

So they uh... won the pillow fight.

MC couldn’t sleep. They legitimately couldn’t. As exhausting as the pillow fight victory had been, everyone was snoring, and MC was bleary eyed and awake at one in the morning.

They eventually sat up and looked around, Asmo was passed out in a very unflattering position, Solomon was chanting god knows what in his sleep, Levi was half hanging off Simeon’s bed, Simeon and Luke were sleeping like angels (hehehehe-), Beel was in the middle of eating his pillow in his sleep, Mammon appeared to be dreaming about winning the lottery, and Satan was... suspiciously absent.

He was there a minute ago... weird.

Deciding that this wasn’t worth it and they should just go sleep somewhere else, MC got out of bed and avoided stepping on anyone as they vacated the room.

The Demon Lord’s Castle at night could rival the House of Lamentation in terms of overall creepiness. MC had gotten used to the spirits and curses that littered their home, but they had only been to the Demon Lord’s Castle once before, so they were extra careful not to accidentally touch anything. Their stomach rumbled and they frowned.

Damn, they had the midnight munchies... they needed a snack.

MC made their way to the kitchen and on there way, noticed a peculiar room through a half open door. Taking a few steps back to peek into it, they noticed... doors. A lot of doors. And ivy covered steps. There seemed to be no rhyme or reason to any of the placements, and the room was... weirdly chilly.

“You can come in if you’d like, MC.”

Barbatos’ voice nearly caused MC to hit a high note that they hadn’t been able to hit since their voice began to change. They straightened out their wrinkled pyjamas and stepped inside.

The butler himself was walking down one of the flights of stairs.

“Um...” Quickly remembering their manners, MC straightened their posture and cleared their throat. “Good evening Barbatos.”

Barbatos smiled and inclined his head in turn. “Good evening to you as well, MC.”

“How did you know it was me outside? You were up there a second ago.” MC asked.

“It’s a part of my powers. I can see possible futures, and I foresaw you passing by my room and getting curious.” Barbatos explained.

“Oh,” MC said, half nodding and continuing to look around. A the sound of a door closing out of MC’s vision made them squeak and look around for the source of the noise. “What was that?!”

“It’s nothing to be worried about.” Barbatos raised his hands in a placating gesture. “These doors in my room are gateways to different timelines and some are gateways into the past of this particular timeline. That was another version of me passing by.”

“Does this... happen often?” MC knitted their eyebrows.

Barbatos hesitated before answering. “Not really. It’s quite rare. Lord Diavolo has expressly forbidden me from using my full powers freely.”

“Ah... makes sense...”

“Now, I believe you came down for snacks?”

MC blinked in surprise. “How did you- oh... the time magic...”

“Yes, the time magic. Now, would you prefer yogurt and fruit, or apples and peanut butter?”

“Yogurt and fruit please!”

I’m sure MC’s knowledge of how Barbie’s room works will totally not come into play later. I’m sure.

Solomon and MC graced the brunch table with their cooking. I think you can guess how it would have turned out if Barbatos hadn’t intervened.

Rest In Peace to Beel’s tastebuds.

Anyway, the rest of the retreat was all fun and good.

MC may or may not have slipped up and called Diavolo ‘Dia’ in front of Lucifer. It would’ve sparked a lecture if Dia’s puppy-like excitement wasn’t so damn adorable.

Lucifer’s got a heart... somewhere... it’s probably all shrivelled up and tiny, but I’m sure it’s there.

Everyone went back home, brought closer together through... pillow fights and surviving Solomon’s cooking I guess..?

Anyway, MC got home, unpacked their stuff, watched Kakegurui with Levi and Mammon, let Asmo paint their nails, made and ate dinner with Beel, continued their piano lessons with Lucifer, and received a 100% fake smile from Satan.

It was a nice day with their new family, MC curled up in their bed and prepared to go to sleep.

“Help me!”

MC lurched upwards in their bed, whipping their head from side to side, trying to find the source of the voice. Their room was completely empty, the perks of being half demon extended to being able to see in the dark. No new smells either, they were alone in the room.

Auditory hallucinations were common before falling asleep after being sleep deprived, creepy, but not too unusual.

“MC!”

Okay- that one couldn’t be ignored. It was common knowledge that the House of Lamentation was definitely haunted in some capacity, but the ghosts never really bothered the demons living inside, MC was partly convinced that some of the ghosts didn’t even notice that the demons were there. So it couldn’t have been a ghost calling their name.

“MC! I need help!”

The voice reverberated through their head, like it was trying to hit every part of their skull to make sure it was at least felt if MC couldn’t hear it. MC massaged their scalp and got out of bed.

The House of Lamentation at night truly lived up to its haunted reputation. Cold, clammy, dark, even by demon standards. No spooky old house was going to scare MC though, they walked down the hall with their head held high.

They walked closer to walls and furniture, knowing that the floor was less likely to creak in those areas. How did they know that? Mammon had told them it worked like a charm. Well, it’d work better for him if he stopped tripping over the furniture and alerting Lucifer.

MC was much more nimble and careful, stepping slowly and lightly around the hallways until they reached the door to the attic. They reached out to clasp their hand around the doorknob, then froze. It smelled like…

Oh no.

MC leapt away from the door like it was rigged to explode if they touched it and practically dove for cover into an alcove. The all too-recent smell of Lucifer’s fancy cologne and the increasing sound of someone coming down the stairs made them clamp their hand over their mouth and crouch down.

What was their father doing up there?

He had said the attic was full of old junk and there was no reason to go up there, so why exactly did he-

The door slammed open and Lucifer stomped down the hallway back towards his room, MC presumed. They were about to let out a sigh of relief when the footsteps paused. MC felt their heart drop right into their gut when they heard the footsteps coming back in their direction.

What were they going to say to him when he found them? ‘Sorry! This isn’t where the bathrooms are!’ The last thing MC wanted was to add to their father’s ever growing list of stresses. MC was totally responsible and grown-up, their father didn’t need to worry.

MC clamped their eyes shut and tried to slow their heart rate. Demons were beings of darkness and shadow, they could blend in quite easily. They took a deep breath, cleared their head, and felt the shadows of the hallway shift and cover them like a blanket.

Lucifer’s footsteps stopped, MC heard a tired sigh, then the footsteps started up again, this time in the direction of his room.

They allowed themselves a sigh of relief before relieving themselves of their hiding space and opening the door leading to the attic staircase.

If the rest of the House of Lamentation was considered clammy, cold, and foreboding, the attic staircase was that multiplied by a factor of twelve. MC felt themselves shudder involuntarily when they stepped closer to the staircase. Every primal part of their brain was telling them to turn around and walk away, but one tiny part was holding them back. They placed their foot on the first step, waiting for any kind of resistance, nothing other than the feeling of passing through invisible cobwebs.

“MC?”

Upon hearing their name, MC craned their neck to try and get a look at what could be waiting for them at the top of the stairs.

“Are you coming, or not?”

The cascade of warning sirens that began to blare in MC’s head went ignored as they continued to scale the staircase.

When they reached the final step, they were met with a long hallway, with a single door on the right side of the wall.

“H-hello?” MC tried to instill some force into their voice, but it still ended up quavering a little.

“Down here.” Someone knocked on the wall next to the door, almost causing MC to jump.

Oh. Oh no. MC stood straight in front of the door, and when they saw who was looking back at them they nearly passed out.

“Belphegor..?”

Belphegor’s eyes flashed as he gave MC a once over. His eyes narrowed when his gaze snapped to MC’s. The analytical expression melted into a lazy grin.

“That’s me,” he said softly. “Nice to finally meet you, MC.”

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Adorable Addition(Part 2)

Chris Evans Fanfiction (Fan Fiction Masterlist)

(Part 1)

Warnings: None. Fluff all the way.

Summary: dad!Chris Evans x reader. Chris and you decide to adopt a dog when you see your son with Scott's dog. It is a cute family day and you all enjoy it to the fullest.

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“Can you please take out Dodger for his morning walk? I will handle the children.” Coming up behind your husband, you started to gently massage his shoulders.

“Are you sure you can handle both of them?” He moaned when you starting to untangle all the tight knots in his back.

“Yes, I am. Just let me distract Oliver first because he will throw a fit if you did not take him with.” Your elder son has been more than clingy towards Chris from the moment the baby has arrived. Getting jealous of even you when you kiss or cuddle with your husband. He is the only one allowed to be with his daddy and now he won’t even let Chris pet Dodger. It was adorable at first but now it is slowly becoming a nuisance.

“If you don’t mind, I will take Ollie with me to the park because we haven’t spent much time together.” Laughing at your husband’s puppy dog eyes, you are reminded that he was just as obsessed with his little prince as well. You wanted to remind him that from the moment he has come back from his set in Los Angeles, he has spent most of his time with Oliver.

“I don’t mind and I will get him ready.” The new found habit that your son had developed was to wear something related to Captain America, whether it is a shirt or a hat. Today, he decided upon Captain America sneakers and you did not even have the energy to lecture him about his stubbornness.

“Ready to go, bubba?” Holding an overjoyed dog with his leash, Chris extended his hands towards his firstborn.

"Can we get ice cream on the way?"

"Yes, you can." "No." You both spoke out at the same time and then turned to stare at each other. Sometimes, your husband acted like a three and a half year old child instead of your actual son. He knew that Ollie always gets stomach ache after eating sweets and he still fulfills all his wishes.

"Chris, you know what happens afterwards." It was like trying to reason with a wall when he passed you one of his cheeky smile.

The moment you were about to argue with him, you heard a cry from the baby monitor, signaling your little princess was up. Emma was truly a blessing in disguise because she was a very calm baby as compared to your son. It was such a smooth pregnancy that you both were sometimes worried that something might have been wrong with the baby. From the moment she was born, your world changed a lot but in a good way. She hardly cried and the best thing about her was that she was really attached to you.

"Looks like our princess is up. You better go to her because she won't come to me quietly." Jealousy flashed through Chris's blue eyes because he always thought that your daughter would be a daddy's girl from the very start. But boy, was he wrong. He found that out from day one when she did not stop crying until she was back in your arms.

"Don't be jealous, baby. Now go to the park and remember no ice cream."

"Of course, darling." He quickly strapped Oliver in to his stroller and pulled the shades down. Chris was still not okay with the paparazzi taking his family's pictures and he did everything to avoid that. The moment they stepped out of the house, you ran towards your baby's nursery room. She was fussing now and you knew she wanted to be fed so you got to the task.

"Daddy, why didn't we take baby sister with us?" questioning Chris through the shield, he played with his Captain America teddy bear.

"She is too young right now to play with you but Dodger and I are here so you will have a lot fun."

"Daddy, pick me up, please."

"No, bubba. You just play with your toys till we arrive to the park."

"Please, Daddy. Now! Now!" He started to repeat the words over and over again. Chris tried to quiet him down by giving him his pacifier and more toys but nothing seemed to work.

"Be quiet, Oliver." Chris ran out of patience and snapped at his son. However, regret and guilt washed over him soon afterwards when he saw Oliver's chin wobble and tears pooling in his eyes. The little boy knew that when his dad called him by name then he was really mad.

"Sorry," whispering slowly from the stroller, he started to play with his stuffed toy.

"I am sorry, baby." Quickly putting together the baby sling on his upper body, he slid Oliver in to it and used both his arms to hold on to the stroller and the leash. "Happy, little guy?"

"Yes!" Oliver laid his head on his father's chest and gently sucked on his teddy bear pacifier. Chris ignored the paparazzi that was trailing behind them because his son was his top most priority right now.

The moment they arrived at the park, Oliver tried to wiggle out of the carrier and Chris quickly undid the straps. Dodger and Oliver have been inseparable from the moment they met each other. The kid got jealous when his Dodgie started to pay attention to the new born baby. He did not want to share Chris's or Dodger's attention with anyone and that is the reason why he took so long to get accustomed to his baby sister.

"Enjoy, baby." Chris made sure that Oliver did not leave his sight and did not mingle with any strangers. He made it clear to his fans that he wanted some privacy with his family. This was a private moment and his fans respected that. Chris was truly glad to have a following that were not toxic. "Let's go get some ice cream now."

He called out after he saw that his son was all sweaty and worked up after all the chasing around and playing on the swings. Your son immediately dropped the frisbee and skipped over to you with Dodger hot on his tail. Getting a chocolate ice cream, he wanted to be picked by his father again. Chris knew that his shirt would get dirty but his family was worth it.

“Honey, we are home.” Tiny pitter patter outside your room alerted you of your son running towards your room. Chris followed suit with a stained shirt. You just shook your head at him and mentally checked if there was still some Tylenol in your medicine cabinet.

As soon as he came out of the closet with a new shirt on, he plopped on the side of your now awake daughter. She was dressed in a baby pink polka dot dress with a matching headband and a pink pacifier. Making grabby hands towards Chris, she gave him a smile that showcased her two new front teeth. He was over the moon and immediately cuddled with his babygirl.

“I am going downstairs to make some dinner. Ollie, you want to help?” This was your bonding time with your baby boy where he tells you about his day and all of his feelings regarding the events. He told you all about his day today and how he made Chris mad. You gently explained to him that stubbornness was not a good trait and parents sometimes get angry. But that doesn’t mean that you guys hated him. “Dinner is ready, Chris. Come downstairs.”

“I want to sit with daddy too.” Both the kids were perched on his lap as you fed them both dinner. Chris stole a few bites in between and you laughed when Emma smudged her dirty hands on Oliver’s cheeks. Dodger sauntered in the dining room and went straight towards his eating bowl. This was your family and you cherished every moment you spent with them. The adorable additions to the family have been a blessing and you plan on cherishing them forever.

Hope you guys enjoyed it!!

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A/N: This is just some family dribble that I wrote related to Chris Evans. I just love the idea of dad Chris. Send me some ideas related to Chris as a family man and I will be happy to write about it.

P.S. Thank you for motivating me to write a part 2. Tell me if you want another one.

Like, comment and reblog.

Taglist: @maximeevansblog, @justile

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[angeloroki]

s/o who is like cat from victorious with shoto; bakugo; izuku

— character ; shoto todoroki x gn!reader, katsuki bakugo x gn!reader, izuku midoriya x gn!reader

— request ; Okokok I just had this idea while laying in bead and I think it would be really funny/sweet for izuku shoto and bakugou to have a really dum kinda like cat from victorious

— genre ; fluff, crack

— a/n ; they're all aged up as usual !

shoto todoroki

shoto simply adores you

he may not show it directly through words or anything but he loves you deeply

indeed, since his childhood he has known only darkness and melancholy

so when he met you you were like a ray of sunshine in his world full of anger and resentment towards his father

always cheerful and bubby,

it's true that sometimes he had a hard time keeping up with your excess of happiness

but he would never get tired of your smile that went up to your ears

shoto is also very protective of you

you are a naive and sensitive person

so consider yourself lucky to have shoto todoroki as your bodyguard

he would never let anyone shade his sunshine

a simple cold look and the person would leave you alone

and you then, always so innocent you didn't understand why the person who was bothering you suddenly left you alone

shoto was your guardian, while you were his light

sometimes he had to take a long time to explain something that was obvious to him

you are too innocent and naive

but you will never see him lose his temper with you

he will take all the time he needs to explain to you for example that no, animals in movies are not real talking animals

you were both walking through the mall with a drink in your hand. it was a perfect afternoon, you were telling him in a cheerful voice a rather bizarre story that made you laugh so much, while shoto listened silently with a slight smile on his face. your expression reflected nothing but happiness and innocence. he had become accustomed to your soft and melodious voice when suddenly your gaze fell on a plush shop. a pout formed gently on your face when you saw the price. aoutch. your adorable expression was soon replaced by a sad one. this obviously did not escape your boyfriend.

a few days later, shoto was waiting for you in front of your house with a bag in his hand. a smile immediately appeared on your face. you loved surprises!

« shoto, what's that ? » you say in a questioning voice.

your hand retrieved the bag and you wasted no time in discovering the contents. a large frog-shaped stuffed animal was in it.

your smile widened even more, which shoto thought was impossible considering how much you were already smiling, and a small laugh escaped from your lips. Shoto was pleased, he had succeeded in making you laugh.

« ahhhhh you're the best i love you i love you i love you ! »

« i love you too baby. »

katsuki bakugo

I think you are one of the few people with whom bakugo loses his temper less easily

but your naivety or lack of understanding...

you were... how to say?

quite slow at times

on the rare occasions when he pays you a compliment

you take it in an offensive way, and you end up saying almost in tears "what does that mean???"

and then he has to explain word by word what he tried to tell you in an irritated way

but as soon as you understand that he wanted to compliment you, a wide angelic smile lights up your face

and that bakugo would never admit but it always made him happy

and maybe even his cheeks took on a slight red tinge oops

he was the first one to call you a moron or an idiot

but nuance you were his idiot

so beware of whoever comes to make fun of you

katsuki would take care of that person without you knowing

because he didn't want your smile to disappear because of some assholes

however he often made fun of your tastes, stupid as he liked to say

you loved cute animals like rabbits or little cats

so every time you saw one in the street or at the pet store, bakugo was the first to laugh at you

which made you cry

but bakugo is a wonderful boyfriend and once bought you a kitten that you called king explosion murder

bakugo was on the verge of screaming. you were currently giving him a hard time because he had dared to ignore king explosion of murder who was asking to be petted. and that didn't sit well with you.

« y/n is just a damn cat! it's not the end of the world. »

you turned around, your lips curled up in an annoyed pout.

« it's not just any cat. it's king explosion of murder, our cat. which you promised to take care of. as much as i did. »

he rolled his eyes before sighing loudly. sometimes you could be as stubborn as the young blond, and in some situations it could be really annoying for both of you.

« y/n. » he said in a firm, desperate voice.

« hmm. »

« i'll buy you an ice cream if you'll stop giving me the cold shoulder. »

you finally turned your head to him, your irritated expression replaced by a happy smile.

« let's go. »

izuku midoriya

izuku always admired your energy

indeed you were a living battery

with your bright smile and the way you lit up the room you were in

nevertheless he had to admit that it was sometimes difficult to follow you during the day

poor baby, you were going too fast for him

but what was even more difficult for him was to understand you

you were asking him questions that were so insane and stupidthat he didn't know what to answer

aaand what he understood even less was your innocence or your naivety

how could you accept to give 1000$ to a stranger in the street because he told such and such a lie to fool you ?

your excessive kindness did not fail to surprise the young man with green hair

while we know that izuku is already altruistic

anyway

but despite everything he knew that he had a mission as a boyfriend to make you happy

and fortunately for him you were easy to make happy

he also loved this trait of being fascinated by everything and so easily

it was one of the many traits you both shared

« izuku ? »

he turned his head to face you, a slight smile painted on your face. your sweet voice echoed in his head. your face was serious, which usually was always accompanied by a smile no matter how light or super happy it was.

« do you think that dogs who wear clothes get teased by other dogs who don't ? i hope not. because they're so cute... »

izuku blinked for a few seconds. a confused expression settled on his face. he shook his head gently, though he had to get used to her questiosn randoms.

« um y/n i don't know. but i don't think... »

you raised your eyebrows.

« i saw this video on youtube that showed the opposite. » you said, holding out your phone.

izuku looked at the video intently before handing the device back to you.

« y/n, baby. it's a cartoon. »

« so what ??? » you answer offended.

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