#y/n’s mum

[tenpintsof-sundrop]

Hii !! From the smut prompts (stop rolling your eyes, I know Im predicatable!) could I request "Accidentally Sending Nudes", "Sexting" and... a secret third thing (the choice is yours, go hogwild) for Jason x Fat Fem Reader? I'm leaning more towards sub!reader but shes def a little shit about it :3

Thank you in advance if you write it !! 🌼

See, this is why it pays to send in a request with me, because even if I don't answer it right away, I keep requests in my inbox for months and come back to them later!!! (This is from December 2023)

(Also this request is just plain fun) (because Star knows exactly what buttons to push to get me lmao)

DC Titans Requests - OPEN

How would Jason react to you accidentally sending him a nude?

(Jason Todd x Fem!Thick!Reader)

Warnings: set specifically in the Titans!verse - set during season 3/mentions of season 3 plot points; spoilers for major plot points of Titans (including character deaths on the show); this is kind of enemies to lovers? (enemies to fwb, I guess); the reader uses she/her pronouns and has a vagina; the reader is described as being fat/plus sized; passing mentions of Gar x reader (I couldn't help myself); dubious consent - because of the nature of the trope, Jason sees the reader naked without her explicit consent, and he decides to keep the picture without her consent - but it does spark a consensual sexual relationship between them; passing mention of using nudes for blackmail (that does not happen); this isn't really proofread; (generally, I consider this post to be a fucking mess because it was written in Tumblr but I was still trying to have fun with it lmao.)

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Jason is minding his own business when it happens.

(For once in life, he is fully, completely, minding his own business.)

He's back in Gotham and he hasn't seen you in months - and if asked, he would say that he hasn't thought about you. He doesn't have time to think about you because he's been too busy with this therapy bullshit, training, trying to get back his title of Robin. Trying to get back in the cape. (And trying to get back in Bruce's good graces.)

But that's not exactly true. He's thought about you a lot.

(Most of those times have been with his hand around his cock, but again - he won't admit that.)

There is an occasional time that you cross his mind and it's because he's wondering genuinely how you're doing - wondering if you're well, how your training is going, wondering if you're doing okay under the Dickhead's reign. But he can't ever pluck up the courage to text you and simply ask. Because that would be admitting that he cares, and that would make him look like a weak little prick.

And that's why he's so damn surprised when you text him first.

He hasn't heard from you since he left the Tower (well, since he stormed away from Donna's funeral in what you called a 'toddler fit' - something that ended in a rather vicious text argument between the two of you). In fact, the last thing in the text history between the two of you is you calling him a 'giant, petty, whiny baby who can't deal with his own emotions'.

(You had no clue what had happened between him and Rose, so that did inform a lot of your opinion on the matter.) (And that was probably the reason why Rose still had all of her teeth after you had seen her at the funeral.)

But all of that was aside from the point.

The point being - Jason found himself smiling when your contact name popped up on his phone.

He has you in his phone as 'Pretty Girl' - along with a contact picture of you sticking your tongue out at him in response to having his phone shoved in your face with the knowledge that he was taking a picture of you. (That tongue always makes him think certain things, so even though you intended for it to be some rude thing to ruin the picture, it makes it so much better for him.)

(1) new photo

That instantly catches Jason's attention.

Perhaps you were sending him a picture just to flip him off, or sending him a picture of a dumpster to ask him if it reminded him of home - a common joke you used to make when he still lived at the Tower.

Jason grabbed his phone and opened the message, expecting another tired joke, and-

Holy fuck.

The last thing he was expecting - your naked body. Your gorgeous naked body.

(He likely would have expected a nuclear blast or for the Joker to clean up his act and actually become a decent, sane citizen before he expected this to happen.)

Jason brought his phone closer to his face, making the picture full screen in order to examine it better - he needed to make sure that he wasn't hallucinating, or that this wasn't some weird dream. But fuck, he definitely wouldn't be able to dream up this.

You were so perfect - so fucking perfect in a way that was so very real.

The picture was a fucking stunning side profile of your body - rolling curves, lacy underwear that could clearly barely contain your impressive hips with sweet little stretch marks jutting out from the fabric (jagged little marks across the softness of your skin that made Jason want to act up) - soft fat for him to grab onto, and the perfect teardrop shape of your breast, now bared to his eye in a way that he had only dreamt of before. Something that he had stared at through the oversized tee shirts you wore to bed without a bra, just wondering what you looked like underneath.

And fuck, this was so much better than anything he could have dreamt up.

Jason's cock began to harden almost instantly, and laying in bed, he reached over to his nightstand for some lube, ready to milk that picture for all it was worth, when-

His phone buzzed again.

Pretty Girl: 'Delete that.'

Jason hadn't even considered that you had sent it to him by mistake. He had been far too busy enjoying to even consider the intention or the psychology behind it.

So, he took his hand off the waistband of his sweats and texted back the first thing that came to mind.

'No.'

(He didn't hear your annoyed growl on the other end, frustrated at his downright typical Jason behaviour.)

'It's not my fault you made a dumbass mistake. Besides, it's the least I get after all the nagging from you.'

Then, something else came to mind as the bubbles popped up, meaning you were busy formulating a reply - an annoyed one, no doubt.

'Who did you mean to send it to anyway? Who are you fucking whose name starts with J that's not me?'

(You hesitated.)

Pretty Girl: 'I didn't type in J.'

'???'

Pretty Girl: 'I typed in G. And it turns out the first contact that popped up was Giant Baby. That's you.'

Jason felt annoyed and insulted on all levels. The fact that you were going to Tiger Boy for dick instead of him, and the fact that you had used such a mocking contact name for him. But when he realised that such a pathetic string of events had caused him to accidentally see you naked, he couldn't be too upset.

'I'm still keeping the picture 😈'

Pretty Girl: 'You're such an asshole' Pretty Girl: ... Pretty Girl: 'You owe me one'

'Fine, I'll owe you one'

Jason shrugged it off, thinking he had won, until -

Pretty Girl: 'No, you owe me a cock.'

This made Jason's stomach jump. You couldn't possibly mean-?

Pretty Girl: ... Pretty Girl: 'You owe me a picture of your dick. You know - an eye for an eye type stuff.'

Jason wanted to ask questions - what did you plan to do with the picture? Should he shave his balls first? Did you want more than one?

But his cock got even harder at you asking for a picture, at you demanding to see his cock, and he couldn't properly think - he couldn't even reason that you might later blackmail him with the picture.

No, instead, he found himself ripping down his pants and turning on the bedside lamp for good lighting, pumping himself up to peak rigid hardness and grasping the base of his cock in hand. And then, without hesitation, he snapped a picture for you. He made sure to get his abs in the photo - a collection of his best assets, with his pants pulled down to mid-thigh, showing off his tight stomach, the deep V leading down to his dick, and his thick seven inch cock in hand surrounded by some well-kept dark pubic hair.

(He was proud of it - and that ego was one of the things that annoyed you most about him.)

He sent it without hesitation and then you began typing several times and stopped once again. Jason's stomach churned with nerves until -

Pretty Girl: 'Fuck you' Pretty Girl: 'I thought it would be smaller'

Jason had no clue how to respond to that, and he was busy racking his brain for some clever reply, when -

Oh. Oh fuck.

(1) new photo

You had sent him another picture. And this time it was definitely on purpose.

It was a view between the plump, beautiful thickness of your thighs - your hand was inside the pretty lace of those panties, and your fingers were visible working on your clit while your needy hole dripped wetness onto the fabric.

So you had liked what you had seen.

Pretty Girl: 'What would you do if you were here right now?'

Jason's brain short-circuited then. He thought of so many things - eating your pussy until you screamed, flipping you onto your stomach and fucking you until you begged him to stop, gripping onto those gorgeous thighs, pinning them to your chest and pounding into your cunt until you finally surrendered and said that you had liked him all along, fucking your smart little mouth to finally shut you up-

Pretty Girl: 'Come on, Jay. Don't disappoint me.'

Oh, he won't.

(Another thing Jason won't admit - he came back to the Tower just for you.)

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[igotanidea]

Single parent struggles : father!Dick Grayson x mother!reader

THAT!!! PICTURE!!!!!

summary/request: single Father Dick Grayson x single Mother reader? Where at some kids birthday party also can the kids be between the ages of like 3 and 4.

A/N: writing this was just so cute and heartwarming and pleasant and fluffy. I think this is going to be my new verse, so if anyone ever get any ideas in that - please ask me to write more UwU <3

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„Thomas, please stop running around!” Y/N laughed happily when her 4 year old son slipped on the floor and run into her legs. She was quick enough to catch him, before he actually landed on his bottom and started crying.

“Sorry mum!” he grinned with the cutest smile there was, and not paying much attention to his mother’s admonishment regained his balance and followed the friends that he was chasing. “Wait for me!” he yelled before disappearing.

Her son was invited to a birthday party of his kindergarten friend, and obviously, she happened to be a tag along. Helping with the service and acting as a supervisor.  Not that  she complained. Being a single parent was rewarding, but also happened to be her bread and butter and she didn’t have many occasion to go out the house and spend time with actual adult outside of work. Sure, she loved Thomas with all her heart and never regretted the decision of having him, even when his failure of a father took off running the second he found out about the pregnancy, but sometimes she was just tired. And having an opportunity to hang out and relax and watch her son being so happy around other kids were simply heartwarming. Thomas shed too many tears and experienced sadness asking about the other parent and Y/N swore, that to the maximum of her  abilities, she would protect him from that pain.

“God….” she muttered to herself, gathering the fruit bowl from the counter. “I swear the kids never get tired……” her son’s energy was exhausting, but the serene expression in her eyes were showing the truth feelings behind the sigh. Lost in her own thoughts Y/N turned around not noticing the man standing right behind her, bumping straight into the sculpted chest, immediately being caught by two strong arms, the bowl serving as some sort of airbag.

“I know, right?” the man let out a laugh still holding onto her “I’m dealing with the same problem with my daughter. Don’t know who said that girls are quieter and more polite than boys but it does not apply in this case.”

“Hello Richard.” Y/N tilted her head “didn’t see you around for a while.”

Richard Grayson, more often than not called “Dick” was the treat for all the mothers. Handsome, well-build, kind with charming, boyish attitude and most importantly, single father. Rumor has it that the mother had some mental problems and one day escaped the hospital where she and the daughter were getting some treatment and observation, took the kid and left it on the threshold of Dick’s house before disappearing herself. Despite Dick’s attempt to locate her (and boy, that man definitely had the resources, being the son of the Bruce Wayne) he never succeeded, giving up after some time.

And that gave the soccer mothers plenty of opportunities to get him involved in all possible kids’ activities. Kindergarten play? Picnic? Cinema sally? Birthday party? He was pretty much everywhere. Much to all the husbands’ displeasure.

But, since both he and Y/N were the only single parent and  the subjects of many rumors that gave them the opportunity to get close and become really good friends. After all, there’s no one better to understand the struggles of raising a kid alone.

“Yeah….” He scratched his head awkwardly, letting go of her arm “I’ve been running after Abby, making sure she does not get in any troubles. But it seems like the fire is fought for a moment and I can finally catch a breath. “

“Really?” Y/N mocked putting the bowl away, crossing arms over her chest “guess the apple does not fall far from the tree, right? Abby takes a lot after you.”

“Are you calling me a troublemaker?” Dick caught his chest and his eyes widened in a fake shock. “Me?”

“Yes.” She teased “Aren’t you?”

“Maybe a bit” he muttered taking a step forward. This made Y/N take a step back and in no time she was trapped between the kitchen counter and his body. “But there’s one more thing me and Abby have in common.”

“And what may that be, Mr. Grayson?” she raised an eyebrow, observing his face carefully and impatiently awaiting the answer.

“We both happen to like the member of the l/n family.” He smirked, grabbing her waist and pulling her towards him closing the distance between them.  Her hands found a way towards his neck, locking around it and bringing his lips down for a kiss. It’s been a while since they had any opportunity to be alone, and they were not going to miss it. Even if that meant making out in a messy kitchen in someone else’s house, hiding from their kids. They were acting like teenagers, sneaking around and trying to keep their relationship a secret. And despite the fact that they were both adults this courtship was gentle, careful, soft. They have been hurt before and the cautiousness was making them both take it slow.

But obviously it didn’t mean that there was no passion between them when Dick grabbed onto her tighter, wanting her closer, his hands travelling around her back, sneaking under her shirt, craving to feel her skin, but still keeping the slow, loving pace.

“Behave….” She mumbled into the kiss, but not really stopping him. “Someone can see us…..”

“Oh, please…” he fought the urge to roll his eyes, moving to brush her cheek, jaw and neck in the teasing attempt to make her whine for him  “you can’t keep your hands to yourself either.” The bastard was right since her fingers were playing with his hair, pulling lightly.

“I can stop….” She started withdrawing her hands but he was quick to grab her wrist keeping it in place.

“Don’t.” his soft whispers and touches were literally making her melt. “I missed you, Y/n. I missed this…. us……” God, how she loved his attention, even when he pulled back and stopped kissing her, instead looking her straight in the eyes. “I .... wish to have more of you just for myself…..”

“I know. I feel the same.”  She smiled and her eyes glistened. Before she met him, after Thomas’s father left, she didn’t believe she could find love again. But life can be surprising and even if they haven’t really said the L word to each other,now she was trapped in the arms of a man who did love her with the undying passion and with whom she felt save and taken care of us as never before. And every time they stole a kiss or a secret touch or just talked or spent time together she felt like crying because of that warm feeling inside her chest and belly. This time was no different as  few tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Crying again?” Dick cupped her face, brushing those drops away with his thumb “don’t cry on my account princess.” He brushed his nose over hers, forehead meeting forehead, eyes closing, breathing each other in.

“How can I not?” she sighed deeply, unable to hold back everything he was making her feel. “Dick, I….”

“I know, baby. Trust me, I know.” he planted a chaste kiss on her forehead, rocking her gently to the sound of music coming from the garden causing her to smile again.  

He knew.

He knew the heartbreak, the pain, the unanswered question why. He’s been through it all. And it was not his intention to play around with Y/n’s emotions and feelings or to hurt her. Ever. Not with everything she’s been through.

“I’m not like him…..” he whispered, almost inaudibly and she had to swallow the lump in her throat.

“How long do you think since one of the mums start looking for you to move the chairs or ask for another stupid favor?”

“Y/N Y/L/N. Are you jealous?”

“And what if I am?” she twirled a strand of hair on her finger, eyes fixed on his.

“Well, than I’m flattered, but you have no reason for that, baby.” His hands intertwined with hers, caressing tenderly “I lo…..” he almost said it. Almost.

“Daddy?” a quiet, girl’s voice cut him off and it took massive amount of energy to muffle the annoyed groan. Of course it was kids who interrupted him.

“Yes, sweetheart?” he pulled back

“I cut my finger….” Abby pouted, her gaze switching between her father and Y/N. “what are you doing?”

“We were just getting some fruits for you.” the older girl smiled “I’m gonna go and let your father take care of you, little one. See you around, Richard.” She moved away from him and with one final lingering secret brush of hands left him, still aching for her, not able to ever get enough of her presence.

“Daddy?” Abby asked again once Y/N was out of sight.

“Yes?”

“Do you like Thomas’s mum?”

“Do you?”

“She’s nice and pretty. And gives the best hugs. “ the girl frowned, thinking deeply “so yes, I think I like her.”

“That’s good to know.” Dick smiled pecking the top of Abby’s head.  He was not going to let this woman out of his life and his daughter’s acceptance was very important for the future purposes.

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[harry-styles-obsessed]

Request: can you please write something cute with Harry and like 7 year old daughter please!! + y/n?! Ty!!!

Warning!! Cuteness overload! A/N I have NO idea what I was writing about but I guess I hope this is okay!

©️ please do not copy or translate my work.

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You had, had an overly busy day and finally you were able to head home. Today was Halloween and the kids were already out causing a nightmare. Sure Halloween was fun but still you didn’t like working during it. Here you were unlocking the front door, looking forward to see your husband and, daughter Florence. As soon as you had opened the door you were hit by a strong smell of… something. Your nose crinkled slightly in disgust before you shut the door quietly. As you made your way closer and closer to the living room the smell got more and more potent before eventually you had stopped outside of the door seeing Harry sat on the floor, talking sweetly to Florence, whom was jumping up and down with a nail varnish pot that had a piece of paper wrapped around it which said ‘pleasing’ clearly the little girl wanted to paint her daddy’s nails with his own brand of varnish but that stuff was expensive so he had to get around it somehow.

“Is someone learning to be a makeup artist?” You spoke up, Florence looking at you with a massive grin as she nodded Harry looking to you with a small smile “let’s show mummy yeah?” Florence nodded excitedly grabbing onto Harry’s wrist and lifting it up to show you the… art.. she had created on his hands. The paint was all over his fingers practically, going way past his nails, some of the nail varnish even covering his tattoos. You let out a small laugh “oh wow that’s beautiful.” You smiled looking at Harry who was still remaining a good sport. “Flo has used many different colours. Haven’t you sweetheart.. tell mummy.” He spoke, the little girl looking at you with excitement “yes! Daddy loves blue so I did blue!! Pink!! Black and…” she looked at Harry who looked at her with such a loving look “white.” He spoke, Florence nodding excitedly “that’s beautiful..” you spoke before you walked over to Harry and pressed a kiss to his lips “I’m going to clean up.. have fun…” you giggled out, Florence scrunching her face up as she whined out a “ewww” making both you and Harry laugh.

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As you went upstairs Florence went back to decorating his nails “daddy can I do your nails for your concerts?” She asked excitedly and he chuckled nodding his head “sure.” He spoke watching as she burst with excitement again, nearly sending the nail varnish everywhere if it wasn’t for Harry’s quick movements his large hand surrounding her smaller one “hey… no throwing.” He watched her continue to bounce up and down, not listening to him, in her own world “hey… hey… Flo..” he tried to grab her attention but still she wasn’t focusing “Florence.” He spoke more clearly and she paused looking at him “listening ears on, yeah?” She nodded slowly giving him the nail varnish and leaning into him holding onto him tightly

“Daddy” she spoke softly and he hummed “can you dress as Peter Pan and I go as Wendy?” Harry let out a small laugh, last year he was a princess with her, the other year he was the beast and this year… well… he was now Peter Pan. Clearly. “Of course darling. Anything you want.” She smiled excitedly and kissed his cheek over and over again excitedly “can you paint my nails too?!” Harry nodded and happily did as she wanted, painting her nails oh so delicately, holding her small hands in his palm and carefully stroking the brush over her nails slowly and gently and eventually he had completed on doing her nails, constantly having to keep her hands out of her mouth and keeping her wrists down but explaining “toxic” things to a seven year old wasn’t exactly easy.

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eventually nighttime had come and you and Harry had come up with outfits for him and Florence. Here you were laughing and taking pictures of Harry who was still being a good sport but did not look comfortable whatsoever. Florence looked pretty in her dress and Harry was wearing tight green trousers, a green T-shirt that had holes in it and a random cap but the effort was what mattered. You laughed continuously to the point you were certain you were going to pee yourself and eventually he had taken Florence’s hand and they were both going trick or treating. You loved that man so much.

The evening passed by slowly and eventually the two were back and Florence was eating her dinner, Harry stood by you his arm wrapped around your waist

“Trick or treat…” he teased you still wearing the tight outfit. “Trick…” you hummed out and he smirked before leaning in and kissing you deeply but gently all at once.. oh how you adored him.

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[littlexscarletxwitch]

── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝗮 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗲

paring: mum!florence pugh x fem!reader

tag(s): fluff fluff fluff, flo being a mum, r also being a mum, pregnant!flo, flo melting by just looking at her family

warning(s): tooth rotting sweet, grammatical errors, unedited

word count: 2.3k

note: you asked (I asked), you begged (@allbeatriz begged) and now 'Same shade of green' part 2 is here! FINALLY. Shout out to that lovely person that got me into writing this fic. I love you, stranger, and I really hope you like it. Hope you all enjoy, lots of love, M. <3

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‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. Part 1 | Part 2 ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

Florence always knew she wanted kids, she had always pictured her future surrounded by cute little children.

Then Aaron came along and she felt like it was meant to be. Sure, the baby’s dad wasn’t in the picture, hell, he wasn’t even aware the kid existed until he was born. But it was just how things unfolded, he had left town before she was even aware she was pregnant, and then she couldn’t bother to reach out to him.

She felt like she owed it to her son, he needed his father in his life. So when Aaron was born, she got in touch with him. But he didn’t want anything to do with the baby. Florence didn’t push him, she wasn’t going to let someone into her baby’s life if that person didn’t want to be part of it.

At first she thought it was the right thing to do, but then Aaron grew up and she could tell that there was something pissing him off, yet he never said anything about it. Florence felt guilty for taking that decision for him, she wanted to take it back, she should have done something about it. But then you came along, and somehow you made everything better.

Your eyes were squinted, your tongue was poking out of your lips, brows furrowed, deep in concentration.

“No! Dang it!” you muttered, making the two greeneyed chuckle.

“Eat my dust,” Aaron joked beside you.

“You got me again, little man,” you said, gently ruffling his hair.

It was the third time in a row that Aaron had beat you, it was kinda lame losing to a 10 year old at ‘Mario Kart’, but it was worth it to see him smile at you.

“Okay, time for bed, mister sweet face.”

“Five more minutes, mum, please,” Aaron looked at Florence with puppy eyes.

“It’s late, Aaron.”

“Please,” he tried again, but Florence had a stern face. So he tried with you.

“Oh no, please don’t look at me like that.”

“Five more minutes.”

“Buddy, I—.”

“Please,” you swore you could melt by just looking at those big doe eyes.

You looked at Florence, seeking help. But she was already looking at you, carefully watching your next move, letting you handle the situation.

You cleared your throat, “If you go to bed now, I promise we can get ice cream tomorrow,” you negotiated with the little man.

“Cookie dough and vanilla ice cream?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Okay, that’s a deal,” he shook your hand. “Good night then,” he said with a smile on his face, leaving a peck on your cheek.

“Good night, little man.”

“Night, mum,” he went to kiss Florence goodnight.

“Night, baby. Sweet dreams,” she kissed his forehead and watched as he entered his bedroom.

Florence took a seat beside you on the couch, letting her body crash against yours as you wrapped an arm around her.

“So, how did I do?” you said with a tint of mischief.

“What do you mean?”

“I know what you are doing.”

“What am I doing?”

“You let me handle him. Why do you do that?” you were genuinely curious.

“I don’t know, I—,” you could tell she was holding something back.

“What is it? Tell me,” your fingertips brushed her hair, offering her some comfort.

“You know how I’ve always wanted kids,” you hummed in response. Ever since you had met Aaron 5 months ago, Florence had come clean to you and told you how she always wanted to be a mother. “Well, I have been thinking, like a lot, this isn’t just a rush thought,” she was rambling, she was clearly nervous.

“Just spit it out,” you chuckled.

“I want another baby.”

You stopped brushing her hair, which she noticed.

“I know, I know,” she said, turning to face you. “We’ve only been dating for a year now, and you had only met Aaron just five months ago. But Y/n, you have to understand that it’s what I want,” her bottom lip was trembling. “And I need to know if it’s something you would eventually want or else I… I don’t know.”

But she did know, she would have to let you go. Something she didn’t want to do, but she couldn’t force you into something you wouldn’t want to be part of. Her heart would break into a million pieces.

You felt your stomach sink into itself, she had caught you off guard. You knew this was a long overdue conversation. She had repeatedly told you how much she loved Aaron and you weren’t blind, you could tell she loved kids. That conversation was bound to happen, you just thought you would have a little more time to figure how you felt.

It wasn’t that you didn’t want kids at all, the thought had never crossed your mind. You were always too busy with your life, living in the present as you called it. And then you met Florence, and you started to think about your future with her right by your side. And then Aaron came along.

At first it was weird, for the three of you, but mostly for you. You felt you didn't belong, like you were in their way. They were a family and you were just you, trying to figure yourself out. But the little man welcomed you with open arms, and that was all it took for your walls to break down. You thought that things wouldn't work out, that he would hate. But it was quite the opposite really.

“Y/n?” Florence snapped you out of your thoughts.

Her eyes were watery, your silence made her uneasy. She regretted having brought up the subject, she could tell you weren’t ready for that kind of commitment. But she had to know where you stood.

Who were you to deny her such wish? You only wanted to make her happy.

You took a deep breath, trying to steady your heart. “I say… we should try to make one right now.”

“What?” she sounded surprised.

“Aaron’s asleep, isn’t he?” you began to kiss her neck.

A soft moan escaped from her lips, “We don’t have to—,” you could feel the tint of worry and doubt in her voice.

“Yes, we do,” your hot breath on her neck sent a shiver up her spine. “I want this, okay?” you searched for her eyes. “I want this, I want you,” you kissed her lips. “Unless, of course, you don’t want to make a baby right now. In that case, I’m gonna make some tea,” you teased her, kissing her jaw.

“Just shut up and kiss me.”

“Oh, I’m gonna do more than that,” you smirked as you watched her cheeks go crimson red.

[…]

You leaned your head to the side, squinting your eyes trying to understand what your eyes were looking at.

“So that’s the head?”

“Yes,” the doctor answered.

“I just don’t— oh, there it is,” you said, smiling up at the screen. Finally seeing the baby’s body.

“Looks fat,” Aaron said next to you.

“Aaron!” Florence scolded him, making the doctor chuckle.

“Yeah, she does,” you giggled.

“Y/n!” she now scolded you.

“But she still will be cute, don’t worry about it,” you joked.

“How do you know they are a she?” she raised her brow at you, as the doctor moved around the tool on her belly checking on her baby.

“That’s my kid, right there. I know.”

“Yeah, sure,” Florecen rolled her eyes at you. But couldn’t shake the butterflies she felt when you said ‘my kid’.

“Well, the baby’s healthy, nothing to worry about. I’ll see the four of you in about 3 weeks, and we can see the baby’s sex.”

“I’m telling you, doc. It’s a girl,” you nudge the boy beside you. “Right, buddy?”

“Yeah, I guess,” you noticed he didn’t sound excited at all.

“Okay, that’s it for today. See you guys later,” the doctor said as she closed the door behind her.

“Oh, gosh. I’m starving,” Florence said as she cleaned herself up and adjusted her top. “I’ll go to the restroom and then I’ll meet you guys at the car, okay?”

“Yeah, go ahead, love.”

The two of you walked in silence back to the car, and you could tell something was up with him since it wasn’t like him not to be talking. He was like Florence in that way, they always had to be doing something or else they would explode. Unless, of course, something was up with them.

“Okay, spit out, little man.”

He looked at you, and he knew there was no escaping from this conversation.

“I just… I don’t know…”

“It’s okay, take your time.”

He breathed in, “I don’t want things to change,” and then breathed out, as if a weight was lifted off of his shoulders now that he had said those words.

“Oh,” you understood. He had been an only child for 10 years, soon to be 11. Of course this whole thing was a big change for him. “Look, honey. I can’t promise you that nothing will change because change is part of life. But I can promise you that your mum and I are always going to be her for you, okay?”

“I just… I don’t think I'm ready to share my mamma with someone else,” he shyly confessed.

“Oh, Aaron, baby. it’s okay to feel like that. But you must know that your mum loves you dearly, and another baby won’t change that.”

“No, not mum. I don’t wanna share you, mamma.”

Your heart skipped a beat, “Me?” You asked in disbelief.

“Yes!” he complained. “I just got you and now I have to share you, it’s not fair,” he said walking faster to the car, clearly mad.

“Aaron, wait up,” you jogged to catch up to him.

You stood right in front of him, looked into his watery eyes and then hugged him tightly. You could feel him sobbing into your chest as you ran your fingertips through his dark hair.

“It’s okay, baby,” you cooed. You didn’t know he felt this way for you, you swore you could melt right there.

“You will like her more than me.”

“Hey, no! Don’t say that,” you gently pulled him away to look at him in the eyes. “Don’t say that, okay? You are very special to me, you know that?” your hands cupped his cheeks as your thumbs wiped away his tears. “You may not be mine biologically, Aaron. But you must know that I care for you as if you were.”

His bottom lip was trembling, his eyes had a red hue around them and at that moment he looked exactly like Florence.

“It’s important to me that you know that, okay?” he nodded. “And I’ll remind you of that as many times as I have to, alright?” he nodded once again, and smiled as you left a sweet kiss on his forehead.

“Oh, there you two are,” Florence said, approaching the two of you. “Is everything okay?” she asked as she could tell something had happened while she was gone.

“Yeah, mum. Everything’s good,” Aaron said, as he held you tightly.

Florence looked at you confused, but you just muttered a ‘later’ under your breath and she understood.

“Okay, who’s hungry?” you said, snapping the two greeneyed out of their thoughts.

[…]

The moment her loud crying filled your ears you swear your heart stopped beating for an entire minute.

You felt all types of emotions all at once, happiness, anxiety, love, worry, joy, fear, devotion. It felt as if you were finally complete. And then when you got to hold your babygirl, with Florence and Aaron right beside you, you finally felt at home.

“Oh, I’m so glad she has your nose,” was the first thing that came out of your lips, making the two green eyed chuckled.

“I hope she doesn’t have your bad temper,” Florence mumbled.

“Or her bad jokes,” Aaron added.

“Hey! Knock it off, you two,” you meant to sound hurt, but you were filled with happiness that it was impossible for you to feel some other way.

“Can I hold her?” Aaron shyly asked.

“Of course, buddy,” you smiled at him.

He got comfortable in his chair and you gently placed his baby sister in his arms. Aaron gently brushed his index finger through her tiny hand, and you watched as Florence's eyes began to get watery.

“She opened her eyes,” Aaron gasped.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, but ugh…” he scoffed.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” you scoffed back at him, getting closer to him and watching your baby girl over his shoulder.

“She has your eyes,” he mumbled, annoyed, playfully rolling his eyes at you, making Florence giggled.

“How dare you, little man?” you wiped a fake tear from your eye.

You watched closer, it was true. She did have your eyes, same shape, same shade as yours. And you couldn't help but smile at that, fighting back the tears, because you promised yourself that you wouldn't be one of those corny people who cried just by looking at their babies. But there you were, almost sobbing just by looking at her in Aaron’s arms.

You watched as he began to baby talk to his sister and a smile formed on your face, biting your bottom lip to stop it from trembling.

“We did good, didn’t we?” you whispered to a sleepy Florence, getting back to her side.

“We did great,” she smiled back.

“Why don’t you get some rest, my love?” you left a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Yeah…” she yawed. “I love you, Y/n.”

“I love you even more. Now, get some rest. We’ll be here when you’ll wake up,” you said as she drifted off to sleep.

A smile formed on Florence’s lips as she realised how lucky she was, and how grateful she was for the three of you. She swore she could have melted right there, in that hospital room, surrounded by the people she loved the most on earth.

Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated! <3

-M

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[delicatebarness]

winters child | pilot

Summary: How it all began.

Warnings: Slight MCU Spoilers. Talks of Young Pregnancies Against Will, Mentions of Still Birth. Mentions of Physical Fighting. It is a story about a child born into Hydra and The Red Room, just expect the worst. You are responsible for your own media consumption.

Word Count: 1278

Masterlist | Next Episode

A/N: There are three POVs in this story. Natasha's, Bucky's & Reader's. Each has its own respective emphasis'. As shown previously, Natasha's POV will be Italic, Bucky's POV in Bold, and Reader's POV will be the regular option. Any 'Talking Heads' will be in 'Small'. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I have come up with the idea and written it! As always, feedback is welcome and appreciated. Side Note: I am posting this chapter now to collect thoughts/feedback. If it is requested for more then it will be weekly on Wednesdays when new chapters are released.

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Act One

The Red Room. Every corner harbored secrets, and whispers. They echoed a weight of betrayal. She was one of many Black Widows trained there to become the best of KGB spies. As well as Ballet but that was only a cover. That was where she met him.

"Meeting The Winter Soldier was, chilling, he was an enigma. I remember the room would go silent, and the air would feel heavy like every breath was a reminder of the darkness that processed him. He sent shivers down my spine."

The products of manipulation and trauma, forged with purpose, get information and kill. She did see the echoes of herself within him, and the longer he trained her, the more she saw. The Red Room watched closely as they dodged each other's attacks in a delicate balance. Seamlessly. Watching their crafted weapons and experiments working together in harmony, they couldn't help but wonder.

"I was different, I watched every day as each girl would be taken and come back... sterilized. With each passing day, more of them would go and I would be left behind, still a working machine. Until it was my time."

Another violation of Natasha's humanity was what they did next to her. Turning her once again into another one of their tools for twisted agendas.

"It wasn't until I released the Hydra files that the lies began to unravel. I carried a baby, a baby girl. They used me as an incubator, to produce another Black Widow. Or so I thought. My pregnancy was if you take out the how it happened part, normal. I had morning sickness, stretch marks everything. It was her birth that was the issue."

Nashata had nine months to prepare for the motherhood she expected to experience at the end. Nine months believing that she would be free, no more ballet, no more spy work. She could be a mother. Unfortunately a mother to a child destined to become the same as her. It would be different, she would protect the child. She would use the skills she has already learned to free them both.

"I never got to see the child I carried. I didn't hear a cry. Medics and Scientists surrounded me, surgical lights were blinding me, and my hormones were everywhere. I asked for her. I kept asking for her."

The baby's existence had been concealed from Natasha, more lies and manipulation had her believe that she had lost the child at birth. Her hope was lost. She no longer could see the freedom she had been dreaming of.

"I worked hard. I became the best spy The Red Room created and then, I got out. When I released the files, I knew I had to find out more about what happened all them years ago. Even if it was just why it happened. What was their end goal? I never expected to find out that all this time, she was alive. "Дитя зимы" was what she was referenced as in all their files. Winter's Child. She was nameless, her only identity was a reference to her 'father'. That was when I realized my child was also his. They were breeding soldiers."

Act Two

After the fall of Hydra, everyone fled. The baby who had grown into a worthy assassin was now an average 21-year-old, who had no idea how to take care of herself unless it was in a fight, fending for herself. She didn't know what was happening, there were too many conversations, yelling, and rushing happening at once for her to focus. Watching all these workers she had grown up around in chaos, scrambling to protect whatever information they could, she saw the opportunity and she ran. They failed to conceal their biggest secret, their deadliest weapon.

"One thing I think everyone is forgetting is, I wasn't brainwashed. I never forgot who I was after a mission or a trigger like The Winter Soldier did. That was all I knew, I never had a life before that. I didn't have any triggers. Yet, at the same time, I was still a child, I was still a teenager and now, I'm learning that my upbringing wasn't 'normal'. I just want to explore life as a 'normal'."

Betraying her years of training, she ran as far as she could. Not stopping until she could no longer hear hurried footsteps or the cacophony of echoes. Taking a moment to catch her breath, her thoughts kept running. The only life she had was currently crumbling around her.

"All I could think about was my life is over. Again, I never had a life before Hydra. And, that realization kicked in pretty fast once I was outside for the first time without someone else or a comm in my ear. For the first time, I was curious about what life was beyond my bedroom, the training room, or his office."

After continuing to run, she found herself trying to navigate her way through unfamiliar streets. How was this so close to where she had lived for two decades but never knew of its existence? She couldn't help but feel excited over the newfound freedom, a possibility she never had dared to dream about before. While lost in thought, she almost missed the News broadcast playing on a storefront TV. "Hydra's Reign of Terror Over - Natasha Romanoff speaks on releasing secret files..." She read along with the 'Breaking News' segment.

"Yeah, I read the files. That was how I found out who my parents were also. It was a strange experience reading them and having flashbacks of training with my dad but knowing that wasn't the knowledge I had at the time."

Act Three

The soldier, even though it was against his instincts as a trained assassin, always felt protective over the girl and a type of responsibility. She was small yet incredibly powerful. As they sparred in the training rooms, he would watch her throwing punches toward him, hitting his ribs perfectly. He began to admire her movements, using her ballet training to always be able to get around him. He couldn't help but recall an older widow he trained who moved extremely similarly.

"As a kid, she didn't half give back as much as she took. She was determined in every training session to impress everyone who studied her. No matter how tough of a challenge they threw at her, she never backed down. Funny, I knew another punk who was just like that."

While he was tasked with training her, a dormant side of him was learning from her too. The man he was inside would begin to reach out, she was only a child, and the voice would echo this in his mind as he began to awaken. As the years went on and he watched her grow under his guidance, it became easier for the soldier to come back from the brainwashing. Which, was causing problems outside of their training bubble.

"I believe if I could have controlled it, I would have stayed as The Winter Soldier in that moment. They were worried that I was 'waking up' and that she was the reason why. I mean, it was true. The more time I spent with her in the training room, the more our bond grew and it did start to feel more human."

Although the soldier was unaware that the girl was in fact, his flesh and blood, something in him believed she was his in spirit. He grew a paternal instinct to protect her, and their bond grew fiercely, just like father and daughter.

"No, I didn't know she was my kid."

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[celebtattletale]

They’re Here! Chris Evans announces arrival of twin children

Y/N L/N-Evans (32) has given birth to twins! She and husband Chris Evans (41) revealed that they were expecting a baby three months ago after a Jimmy Fallon interview and now their babies are here.

The couple announced the birth of their first children through Chris’ instagram, posting a picture of him stood in a hospital room with his babies cuddled close to his chest, followed by a picture of Y/N laid in bed looking down at the newborns with Chris’ arm around her, giving her a kiss on her temple.

That he post was captioned only with the date of the twins’ birth and a red love heart emoji, but the number of comments on the post more than made up for the short caption.

The comments section was flooded with supportive messages from both Y/N and Chris’ cast mates, close friends and family, including much of the Marvel cast, as well as extremely excited fans expressing their joy.

Since then L/N-Evans’ publicist/spokesperson has put out a message on behalf of the family of four. They said that ‘Chris and Y/N are overjoyed to share the news of the arrival of their son and daughter’ but let the public know that they would not be revealing their names or faces.

They said ‘The Evans family ask that you respect their privacy and not take pictures of their children’, which was a clear comment for the paparazzi, who have been caught up before for harassing Y/N in the past.

It’s likely that this decision comes from her past experiences, but also because of the immense spotlight that children of celebrities come under when they have one famous parent, let alone two highly regarded Marvel actors.

The couple were forced to announce L/N-Evans’ pregnancy before they had initially planned due to photos being leaked by photographers of the couple on a work-trip, showing Y/N’s baby bump, prompting an instagram post officially confirming the news.

As expected, no details have been released about the birth, but it is known that Y/N went into labour in Boston, where she and her husband mainly live when they aren’t working, and the whole family has returned to their home.

This has been a highly anticipated event by almost everyone; whether they are fans of Marvel or not, most people have been wanting Chris and Y/N to start a family pretty much since they started dating!

The whole world has pointed out how good each of the actors is with kids and we’re sure that they.l do just as well with their own children. Even if they have to start with two at once!

#celebtattletale #chris evans #chris evans x reader #chris evans x fem!reader #chris evans x actress!reader #chris evans x y/n #chris evans x you #chris evans x wife!reader #chris evans x mom!reader #chris evans x mum!reader #chris evans x famous!reader

[elliesmainhoe]

Ellie Williams Headcanons: SingleMom!Reader

My Masterlist

Ellie met you when Maria had assigned her a new patrol route.

She was just walking around in the foliage of the woods, minding her own business and keeping a close eye out for runners when an arrow zipped past her face shooting a deer right in-between the eyes

She span around drawing her gun and pointing it towards the culprit.

"Look. I don't want no trouble- just let me get the deer. Please." You said, hands leaving your bow on the ground and lifting them up in surrender.

"Where are you from? what commune?" She asked, gun still pointed at you. "I'm not from a commune, I'm independent- but I really need to get home, I've been out too long already, I got a little one at home, I need to be back before dark"

"Alright. Go" she said her voice cold, lowering her gun and backing away cautiously.

Ever since then, Ellie always volunteered for that route, hoping that you'd bump into eachother again.

And after a few weeks, you did.

Ellie had strayed off of the route, going further away than Maria had instructed her to go until she saw a cozy brick house on a hill.

It was quite large, a river running past it, a water mill spinning, vines and flowers over grown and running up the walls.

Grey smoke floated out of the house's chimney, signalling to Ellie that there was life inside.

She was still hiding in the woods, out of sight as she watched the house's windows. Trying to spot any movement from the inside.

And that's when she saw you. In one of the upstairs windows, standing over a crib and rocking a baby wrapped in a pastel yellow onesie.

Unfortunately, the sun began to set on the idyllic picture, signalling to Ellie to make her way back to Jackson.

It had been three weeks since she'd spotted you at your home. Ellie felt weird and almost creepy for lurking around the outside of your home that day, so she didn't diverge from her expected route again. Until she'd gotten herself into a... Situation which resulted in her dislocating her shoulder and a nasty knock at the back of her head. And that's how she turned up at your doorstep, knocking on your door.

You opened the door to a disheveled, battered and very out of it Ellie.

"shit. Are you okay?" You asked, earning no response but a groan of pain. "Right okay. Uh come in." You offered.

Was it stupid? Letting a stranger into your house? Probably. But she let you go when she easily could've killed you and stole your food, and you didn't like being in debt to someone.

You guided her into the living room, pushing her down onto the brown leather couch before running off to the bathroom and retrieving the white plastic first aid box.

Ellie was awoken by crying coming from the kitchen.

She got up from the couch, stumbling into the source of the crying. She saw you, holding the baby up against your body, holding a bottle of formula to the baby's mouth.

"Shh sweetheart, shh it's okay Mama's here" you cooed at the baby, completely unaware of your surroundings.

"Boy or girl?" She asked, her voice raspy from just waking up.

"Girl... Her names Rosalie or Rosie" you laughed, bouncing her up and down in your arms, the cries dimming to sniffles as she began nursing on the nipple of the bottle.

Ellie soon leaves, getting back onto shimmer and riding her back to Jackson.

You and Rosalie turn into a part of her daily routine. Whenever she's out on patrol and she sees a baby book, or a blanket she shoves it into her bag.

She goes to see you and your baby every Friday, you'd usually cook her something and she'd play with Rosie while your doing chores and giving you a much needed break.

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Baby fever is real rn. Streamer!Ellie later 🤫

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[xstarsmvxz]

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 ༄ - 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈

Imagine Miguel O’hara with a sport mum type reader.

You know? Like someone who brings sliced frozen oranges to the game, someone who keeps the scores in her head or volunteers for scoring whenever she can, someone who will literally shit on and absolutely humiliate someone else’s kid whenever they break the rules or hurt their child. And Miguel will just stand there absolutely speechless, his face flushed with embarrassment himself as his wife argues with some kids poor mother about what’s fair and what’s not, telling the woman that her child is probably the worst player she’s ever seen as Miguel stares apologetically at the other woman’s crying child.

#𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 ༄ #miguel x y/n #atsv miguel #miguel x you #miguel spiderman #miguel spiderverse #miguel o'hara #miguel smut #miguel x reader #Miguel x sports #Miguel x mum #Miguel x mom reader #x reader #reader insert #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderverse x reader #spiderverse fanart #spidersona #across the spiderverse #spider punk #spiderman 2023 #into the spider verse #spiderverse spoilers #spiderverse oc #spiderman #miguel o’hara #miguel o’hara x reader

[buckybarnesandmarvel]

with the recent video we have of seb in the pink jumper…

imagine walking downstairs with your newborn, and you see him snuggle up on the sofa and you’re completely looking at him in awh. JUST COMPLETELY FLUFF <3

𝐀𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞?

pairings: sebastian stan x reader

warnings: nothing but fluff!

summary: ^^

a/n: such a cute request! thank you bubs!

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Your feet softly padded down the stairs as you held your newborn in your arms, her tiny snores filling the otherwise silent space.

When you got downstairs, you found Sebastian finishing the video for the Chadwick Boseman Foundation. You caught his eyes and he smiled softly before finishing the video and putting his phone back in his pocket. He reached out and made grabby hands as you let out a breathy laugh.

You walked over to him as you placed your baby girl in his outstretched arms. Seb immediately brought her to his chest, placing a hand behind her head for support. Your heart warmed at the sight as you went to join them. You placed your head by his neck, cuddling into him.

He adjusted, so one hand was wrapped around your waist, the other still holding his precious daughter, who shifted slightly in her baby pink blanket.

"You're matching," you whispered as Seb let out a quiet laugh.

A comfortable silence enveloped the three of you again, for a few minutes, before Seb spoke up.

"She's so beautiful."

"Just like her dad." You smiled.

"I was gonna say 'like her mother'."

You let out a small laugh, knowing that she looked like her dad: her bright blue eyes and rosy cheeks almost like a copy of his.

"Agree to disagree?"

Seb kissed your forehead, sweetly.

"Deal."

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[justyouraverage-simp]

daddy day care// steve rogers

pairing: dad!steve rogers x reader, slight bucky barnes x reader (platonic)

summary: when bucky goes on a mission and it goes wrong causing him to become a 6 year old boy once again who better to look after him than his two best friends.

warnings: none currently

a/n: guess who's back! i'm finally writing again and im so happy! ive been so busy with college and work but as it's christmas i've had time to write. i am currently working on my first request and i'm so excited for you to read it but first have this fic!

Y/N and Steve were sat in the living room watching TV when their four year old daughter, Sarah Jamie Rogers, came rushing into the room clutching one of her teddies and she had a silver princess crown on her head. 

“Daddy, when's uncle Bucky going to be back?” She asked.

“Either tonight or tomorrow princess,” Steve said.

“Ughh, okay” Sarah groaned

“Why baby what’s wrong” Y/N said to her daughter who was now pouting slightly.

“I need someone to play tea parties with” Sarah stated as if it was common knowledge.

“I can play with you princess all you have to do is ask” 

“No I don’t want to play with you, you don’t play it properly”

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t realise you could play tea parties wrong” Steve said jokingly, poking his daughters ribs causing her to giggle but then she stopped and wore a sad expression on her face once again. 

“You don’t wear the princess crown or the b-b-”Sarah stutters, looking to her mum for help. 

“Boa baby” Y/N said.

“Boa and without it it’s just not the same” Sarah said slightly whining. 

“Well, I’m sure when Buck gets back I’m sure he will want to play with you” Steve said, pressing a kiss on her forehead, “But until then why don’t me, you and mummy have a movie afternoon and I’ll go get some snacks and we can cuddle hmm?” 

“Yeeeaaahhh” Sarah yelled loudly, jumping onto the sofa elbowing Steve in his crotch causing him to grunt, standing up slowly and walking out the door. 

-

It had been two days since Bucky, Sam and Tony were due home from their mission and it was causing Steve and Y/N to worry none of them were answering their phones or had even contacted anyone in those two days.

“I’m worried they should have been back ages ago” Steve said pulling Y/N in closer rubbing his thumb up and down her arm absentmindedly.

“I know, if we don’t hear from them by tomorrow we will start to panic okay” Y/N said, pressing a kiss to his cheek. 

-

The next morning Steve and Y/N are awoken by loud banging on their bedroom door. Steve gets up and opens the door to see Sam stood panting.

“You’re back, what took so long,” Steve said, pulling Sam into a hug.

“Yeah um about that, we had a slight problem. Tony tried to fix it but without his tech he couldn’t so we had to come back”

“Why, what happened?” Y/N said standing next to Steve.

“It’s hard to explain, it’ll be easier to just show you” Sam said as he turned and rushed down the corridor. 

As Y/N and Steve entered the living room they saw Tony with his back to the two of them talking to Pepper who seemed slightly stressed but no Bucky in sight and that’s when Y/N heard it, the sound of tiny feet running across the floor and the sound of a small child's laughter. 

Y/N turned expecting to see Sarah except she saw a small brunette boy with bright blue eyes, Bucky.

“What the hell happened on that mission” 

“He may or may not have temporarily been captured by Hydra” Sam muttered 

“What!” 

“They have developed a new weapon, they used it on Bucky and when we found him he was a child” 

“So how do we fix this?” Steve asked as he watched Bucky jump onto the sofa giggling. 

“I’ll have to see what they actually did to him before I can reverse it, so it’s going to take a while,” Tony said.

“Okay, so what do we with him until then because he can’t be left alone, he’s a kid” Y/N said 

 “Well…” Tony said looking between Y/N and Steve, “I think it’s pretty clear who should look after him”

“I mean he isn’t wrong” Sam said “You two do actually have a kid that’s around the same age as Bucky”

“So does Tony” Y/N said

“Technically Morgan is older and I can’t look after him as well as try and reverse what they did all at the same time” 

“Maybe it would be good for us to look after him, he is your best friend and it will be good for Sarah to be around someone her age a bit more. We both know she misses Bucky” Y/N said as she turned to Steve.

“Okay, we will look after him” Steve said, pressing a kiss to her forehead. 

-

It had been three hours since Bucky returned and to say Y/N and Steve had their work cut out. Bucky was a ball of energy and with the serum it made it 20 times worse and when he was put in a room with Sarah and the two were wild. The two had always been close and when they were together they were always up to something and causing some sort of trouble and now they were the same age it was worse, mainly because Bucky now had the same energy levels as Sarah so he wasn’t getting tired as quickly so he could run around just as much as she could now. 

Y/N and Steve were laying on the sofa with her head resting on his lap as he rubbed her forehead slowly with his thumb. 

“Are you feeling okay? You don’t look so good” Steve said looking down at Y/N.

“Yeah just tired, they’ve just worn me out” 

“You sure, you’re not getting sick or anything are you?” 

“No, just tired. I think it’s cause I don’t have the serum but all three of you do” Y/N said, smiling up at Steve.

“Okay but if your tired go to sleep sweetheart”

“I’m okay, I just need to relax a little” Y/N said, although within twenty minutes she was fast asleep. 

-

It was the next morning and Y/N was standing in the kitchen making Bucky and Sarah breakfast whilst Steve was on a run, suddenly Y/N was hit by a wave of nausea. Holding back the urge to be sick when Sam came into the kitchen. Tony was slowly getting closer to solving what happened to Bucky and is working on something to bring Bucky back to how he should be.-=

“Can you keep an eye on the food and the kids please” Y/N asked Sam trying to talk quickly to get to the toilet quicker. 

“Yeah, you okay?” Sam asked with a concerned tone in his voice.

“Um maybe” Y/N said as she walked quickly to the toilet. 

She opened the door and kneeled in front of the toilet, shutting the door with her foot. 

“Hey, Y/N you okay?” 

Y/N recognised that voice from anywhere, Nat. Nat had become Y/N’s best friend, she was the reason her and Steve were together, for every big moment Nat was there. Her and Steve’s wedding, the proposal, Y/N finding out she was pregnant with Sarah, Sarah’s birth. It only made sense for her and Bucky to be Sarah’s godparents. 

Nat could hear her being sick and knew she hated it luckily she didn’t really have that problem with Sarah’s pregnancy. “Oh, Y/N.” Nat said, pulling her hair into a ponytail and tying it with the hairband she had on her wrist. “I know, just get it all out” She said, rubbing her back slowly. 

After a few minutes, Y/N sat up and leant against the wall next to Nat. “I think I might have food poisoning, I told Tony the chicken didn’t look cooked” Y/N said wiping her mouth with some tissue. 

“Babe, we all had the chicken and your the only one that’s ill” Nat said, that’s when it hit Y/N.

Her period was a few days late. She felt sick. Her hormones have been slightly out of whack but she assumed it was having another child around causing her to be slightly more reactive. But now that she thinks about the symptoms as a group she realises she felt the same around 5 years ago. When she found out she was pregnant with Sarah. 

Y/N jumped up and rushed to the bathroom that was connected to her and Steve’s bedroom with Nat following behind her. She could hear Nat calling her name but the adrenaline currently rushing through her veins. She rushed over to the sink and dropped to her knees and began rummaging through the cupboard. As she reached into the back corner that was when she felt the box. She opened the box and pulled out the white package. 

It had been 3 minutes and Nat was sat on the bathroom with Y/N. Y/N reached over to the white stick that rested near her feet. She picked it up and flipped it over. 

Pregnant.

Tears filled Y/N’s eyes as she felt Nat pull her into a hug. She wrapped her arms around Nat. Y/N wasn’t even sure how to feel, she felt overwhelmed. Would Steve be happy? How is Sarah going to react? And then there’s Bucky. Y/N is currently looking after two children and it’s hard work. Would she cope with three?

“Hey, look at me. It’s all going to be okay” Nat said as she wiped the tears off Y/N’s cheek with her thumb. Nat could tell that Y/N was overwhelmed. It happened when she found out she was pregnant with Sarah. Her mind just goes into overdrive thinking about all the possible outcomes, some good but some bad. 

The door opened causing Y/N and Nat to look towards it and saw Steve. 

“Hey, what's going on in here? It looks slightly dodgy. Should I be concerned?” Steve said as he walked into the bathroom leaning against the wall opposite the girls. 

“You should always be concerned rogers, you wife is sexy”

“Oh really Romanoff? I haven’t noticed” Steve said as he leant down to press a kiss onto Y/N’s lips, using his index finger to tilt her chin up. That’s when Steve noticed the white stick laying on the floor. 

“Y/N?” Steve said with a questioning tone in his voice “Is this what I think it is?” Y/N nodded quickly. Steve had never been so happy, his smile grew and he placed another kiss on her lips. Nat knew they needed a moment alone so she left and went to spend time with Sarah. 

He had always wanted a family pre-serum but after he came out of the ice he lost the desire. He couldn’t see himself having children with or marrying anyone other than Peggy. That was until he met Y/N. She changed him for the better and everyone around him noticed it, especially Bucky. When he came back from Wakanda he was finally ready to meet the girl his best friend wouldn’t shut up about and to say all three were nervous would be an understatement. Steve wasn’t sure what he would do if the two most important people in his life would get on but he couldn’t have been any further from the truth. The two immediately got on like a house on fire, if anything they got on two well. It was common for the two to pick on Steve. Especially once Sarah was born. It was Y/N’s idea to give Sarah the middle name Jamie in honour of Bucky. He saved Steve’s life multiple times and for that naming her child after him was the least Y/N could do. 

-

It had been a week since the pair found out they would be welcoming another life into the world. They were both laying in bed with Sarah in between them with Steve subtly rubbing Y/N’s stomach when they heard a knock at the door. Sarah immediately jumped up and opened the door. 

“Hey uncle Tony”

“Hey kiddo, where’s your parents?” Tony said, shocked slightly by the small person that opened the door.

“What do you need Tony?”  Steve said, standing behind Sarah with Y/N next to him. 

“I’ve done it, I can bring him back” Tony said, being careful what he said not knowing how much Sarah knew about the Bucky situation. 

“Are you sure?” Y/N asked, “It won’t hurt him will it?”

“Well I mean it might a little bit but it won’t cause any more damage to him” Tony said as Sarah ran off and grabbed her doll that was laying on the floor.

“That’s great, when can you do it?”

“Now. Where is he?” 

“Uh, terrorising Peter with Sam” 

“Okay let’s go save the kid and sort out that issue” Tony said as three of them leave with Sarah following behind, although she notices Nat and immediately runs to her. 

-

When they entered Tony’s lab Y/N was holding Bucky in her arms. Tony walked over to the two with a vial with a clear liquid in and handed it to Y/N. She placed Bucky on the floor and Bucky turned to look up at Steve.

“Stevie” Bucky said causing Steve to bend down onto one knee to be at Bucky’s eye level.

“Yeah buddy”

“I don’t want to drink the nasty liquid”

“I know but if you want to be back to yourself then you need to”

“What if I like being small? I don’t want to be big” Bucky exclaimed causing Steve to chuckle. “And Sarah will be sad she told me she likes me being little cause we can play all day” 

“I know but Sarah will have a new friend in about 8 months so she will be okay” Steve said quietly ruffling Bucky’s hair. Bucky looked slightly confused at first but then realised what they meant, Y/N was pregnant. 

“Hey, Bucky. I know you are feeling scared but I promise we would never do anything to hurt you, it will just be a little uncomfortable. We just need to get the old Bucky back” Tony said, kneeling next to Steve. The two had a complicated relationship and it took a while but eventually the two managed to put aside all the drama and tension  and are now civil. 

Bucky took the vial into his hand and poured it down his throat. He felt the liquid run through his body causing him to grunt.

-

Steve and Y/N walked into the living room where Nat and Peter were sat on the floor playing with Sarah. 

“Hey, there’s our little princess. Are you having fun?” Steve said as he picked Sarah up who came crashing into him.

“Yeah, we were playing princesses”

“I can tell” Y/N said looking at Peter who had a crown on his head and a tutu. 

“UNCLE BUCKY” Sarah screamed, wriggling out of Steve’s grip and colliding into Bucky’s legs. 

“Hey munchkin” Bucky said as he scooped up Sarah. 

“How are you big again” Sarah asked squeezing Bucky’s cheeks together

“Uncle Tony helped me out so now we can play again”

“But I liked when you were small, we could play more” Sarah said whining slightly.

“I know munchkin but we can still play, I will always play with you. You know that” Bucky said, pressing a kiss on her forehead.

Y/N looked over to Steve after seeing Sarah’s putty lip she felt guilty. She knew it was the hormones but there was one thing she knew would cheer up Sarah.

“Steve”

“Yeah baby” He said, wrapping an arm over her shoulders, looking down slightly at her.

“I think we should tell her” 

“You sure?”

“Yeah plus she will probably get suspicious soon” 

“Hey, it’s up to you. If you think we should tell her then we’ll tell her” Steve said pressing a kiss onto Y/N’s lips.

“Sarah, baby come here for me please”   

Bucky placed Sarah on the floor and she skipped over to her parents who were now sat on the sofa. 

“Hey princess”

“Hi mumma” Sarah says as she is placed between the two of them.

“We have something to tell you” Steve said 

“What is it?”

“You know how Peter is Morgan’s big brother?” 

“Yeah uncle Tony adopted him”

“Yeah exactly so how would you feel if you were to be a big sister in about 8 months” Y/N said, studying Sarah’s reaction which was a very confused one. 

“Mumma has a baby in her tummy” Steve said causing Sarah’s jaw to drop.

“A baby? How did it get there?” Sarah asked Y/N

“We will explain it when you are older princess” Y/N said chuckling as she kissed Sarah on the forehead. 

Sarah looked down at Y/N’s stomach for a few seconds and then lent in closer to it placing a kiss on her mum’s belly. 

“I love you baby”

#steve rogers x y/n #dad!steve rogers #dad!steve rogers x reader #dad!steve rogers x mum!reader #steve rogers x pregnant reader #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x you #steve rogers fluff #steve rogers x female reader

[igotanidea]

Puppy love : father!dick grayson x mother!reader

request by @parkjammys " no, we cannot get a puppy" with Dick.

A/N: as announced, I put it in a single parent!verse, hope you'll enjoy. You can find other stories from this verse under the tag :)

***

„Pretty please?”  Sienna’s eyes were wide open and shining like stars as she was looking at her father pleading to make her dream come true.

“Sienna….” Dick sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. It was always hard to refuse his little girl. Given everything she had been through, starting from being abandoned by her own mother, didn’t she deserve some joy and fun. But life was hard sometimes and he had to be a responsible adult. “No, we cannot have a puppy”.

“But why?” the girl pouted, her eyes turning sad and that view broke Dick’s heart. But he was a single father, who had to balance life, job, taking care of his kid and now, making time for some who was pretty much in love with. “daddy?”

“ I’m sorry princess. I’m just not sure if we can fit a dog into our life at the moment…..”

“This is so not fair!” Sienna smoothly came from being sweet and charming to throwing a temper tantrum, stumping her little feet on the ground angrily. ‘I want a puppy!”

“I know, honey, but…..” before Dick could finish the sentence, Sienna started crying, sobbing and almost threw herself on the ground. In the kindergarten entrance in front of every mother who came to pick their kids after a whole day. Freaking great. What was he supposed to do now? Wait until she stops? Use some force, lift her up and pack her into the car? Dick Grayson, who was capable of handling almost anything became completely helpless in the clash with his girl’s fury.

“Hey, everything all right here?” a bit concerned, but still optimistic and familiar voice interrupted hysterical sobbing and Dick sighed in relief. Thank god, Y/N showed up to pick up Thomas. Maybe she could reach to Sienna and make her calm down.

“Miss Thomas’s mother!” Sienna immediately stood up and threw herself at the older woman, hugging her legs tightly.

“Mummy!” clearly Thomas heard his mother’s voice from the open door and mirrored Sienna’s action, running at the woman, sudden impact from two sides, almost making her trip and fall.

“Hi there, kiddos.” The woman smiled wrapping arms around both boy and girl, throwing a glance at Dick and chuckling at his desperation “How was your day?”

“Daddy won’t buy me a dog! Why not? I can take care of it! I would hug it and love it and take care of it! Please, Miss Thomas’s mum, can you tell him I would be good? Can you tell him to get me a puppy?”

“Where does this come from? Why puppy all of a sudden?’ Y/N asked, her gaze meeting Dick’s. It was like he forgot where he was, his eyes just showing all the love sickness he held for the woman in front of him. Like a schoolboy. “Richard?” she called, reaching out and poking him in the chest lightly finally getting his conscious attention “Hi there.”

“Hi…..” he whispered, but quickly realised she was waiting for some answer “Oh, um…. Sorry” he cleared his throat “Apparently one of the girls….”

“Alicia!” Sienna corrected

“Yes, of course, Alicia. Brought photos of her pet and Sienna became enamoured in an instant.”

“I see.  And now you want one for yourself, don’t you?”

“Yes, please….” Sienna hid her face in Y/N’s knees hugging her even closer.

“Can we get one too, mummy? We could take walks together with Sienna.” Thomas looked up at his mother with pleading eyes. “It would be so much fun!”

“You know what?” Y/N put both kids on the arm’s length, crouching to their level and focusing on both little faces. “I think I might have an idea about that….”

“You do?” Dick, his daughter and Thomas eyed Y/N like she was their salvation and she just smiled and nodded.

“Yeah We’re gonna take a little trip. Buckle up. I’m driving.”

“I will not take the passenger seat!” Dick objected out of instincts.

“too bad for you, Grayson. Either you shotgun and follow my lead or go home alone while I kidnap your daughter.” Y/n let out a laugh, opening the car and letting the kids in. Luckily they were too busy with the belts and talking about what kind of trip it was going to be to notice Dick coming close to Y/N and brushing his lips over hers briefly.

“I hate you…..” he whispered, smiling into the kiss “you make me so weak and compliant…..”

“Unlike your daughter, huh?” she caressed his arm and shoulder. “I really hope to see your dominant side soon….. I missed it…..”

“Y/N…..” he groaned

“Get in the car before any of the parent sees us. There are enough rumours…”

“I don’t care about adults.” He chuckled, stepping away from her “but if Sienna and Thomas starts asking questions, we’ll be toasted.”

***

The car ride was shorter than anyone may expect and filled with talks and laughter. It was almost like they were a family. But once Y/N parked in front of a grey, omniscient looking facility the kids got quiet. They couldn’t quite decipher what was written on the front door but something was telling them this was going to be serious and their laughter stopped.

“Mummy?” Thomas stuttered “what is this place? I’m scared.”

“There’s no need” she smiled at her son  “no one is going to hurt any of you here. I promise. I just want you to see and learn something very important.”

“And then we’ll go get the puppy?” Sienna was extremely stubborn.

“We’ll see how it will turn out, all right little one?”

“Sure. Whatever…..” the girls crossed arms over her chest, looking way more adorable than resentful.

Once they got out and walked through the door, Thomas grabbed his mother’s hand, refusing to let go, still a bit scared and far more focused than his little friend who just busted right through ready to check whatever tour this was and go to an animal store.

“Not so fast!” Dick caught her and lifted her up, getting the plan Y/N had. “You cannot really run here. We came for a lesson.”

“What lesson? I don’t… Oh!” the voice froze in her throat as she noticed the cages with dogs in them. All kinds of dogs. Big, small, white and brown and black. Old and young. But what made them all similar was the pain and fear on their muzzles. And once the four people appeared, all of them moved towards the front, begging and pleading eyes focusing on the kids.

“What is this place, mummy?” Thomas started turning his head around.

“It’s called shelter. This is home for all those dogs that no one wanted.”

“But why?” Sienna sobbed again, struggling against her father’s grip and Dick finally put her down “why would no one want them? They look so sad…..” her little fingers rested on the glass of the cage as the little dog put his little paw on it “it’s not fair…..”

“You see, a puppy is not only about fun and playing.” Y/N explained, feeling sudden warm as Dick’s free hand entwined with hers “but it’s also about taking care of it. Feeding, cleaning, taking to the vet, spending a lot of time with it. Some people just get bored with those animals or have too much to do to care.”

“I don’t understand…..” Sienna frowned

“Oh!” Thomas’s eyes grew wide “I think I do.”

“Really? Tell me then, son.”

“I hears someone says once that a puppy is not a toy and you should not get one unless you are sure you know how to care for it. Is that what this was about mummy?”

“My clever boy.” Y/n couldn’t hide the pride in her voice “that was exactly it.”

“so…..” Sienna frowned again, a lot of thoughts forming in her head “this would be too hard to have a puppy now?”

“I’m sorry, sunshine.” Dick crouched next to his daughter “But a lot is happening and we don’t want to end up hurting whatever puppy you will get, do we?”

“No…..” the girl hesitated “No, we don’t, but…. What about all those doggies? Can we help them?”

“Actually, we can.” One of the workers, dressed in an apron chimed in “Hey there, Y/N. Giving the kids a tour?”

“Hello Dave. Something like that. I see we came right in the feeding time. Would you mind it our little Sienna the explorer and Thomas the Indiana jones, joined you? You can tell them about the volunteering and helping here.” Y/n winked at the man who were clearly her friend.

“More than happy, Y/N. You busy parents can take a little break, those two are in good hands.”

***

“You’re so smart.” Dick whispered once they took Dave on his offer and sneaked outside. His arms wrapped around her, pressing her close to his chest, wandering around her back.

“Because of how I handled the kids or because it gave as alone time?” she smirked

“Both.” His lips found hers and he kissed her gently, slowly, carefully. “Don’t you think it’s time to talk to kids about us? I’m tired of hiding and sneaking around.”

“Dick?” she tried to pull back, shocked by his question, but he didn’t let her, chasing her lips and kissing her more, this time reassuringly and she melted. Of course she had objections about it. Not about Dick, but about introducing another man into her son’s life , which could been hard. And Thomas’s acceptance was everything for Y/N. His father run away when the boy was two years old, so that wound was still fresh and she had to have her son’s well-being in the back of her mind. It was not only about her.

But god, how she wanted to try.

Dick made her feel everything she never had. Love, partnership, care. Even when they were bantering or teasing or even fighting from time to time, it was all because they had so many emotions for each other, not because they wanted to cause pain and hurt.

“Don’t run away from me….” He whispered, holding her tighter, brushing his nose over hers “Please, just give this a chance. Give us a chance. I don’t want to hide how I feel. I don’t want to have to deflect the advances of the mother’s. I want to be able to kiss you and hold you in public and not watch out if someone may see us. God, Y/N. I love you. “ there, he said it.  “I love you. I love you. I love you. I ……”

He will keep on saying it if it wasn’t for the fact that her hands locked on his neck and pulled him down to kiss, effectively shutting him up. He loved how her fingers played with his hair and how nice her body felt against him when she pressed herself closer.

“I hear you, Dick.” She finally had to let go and take a breath, leaning her forehead on his.

“And?” he smirked, but his heart was doing flips in anticipation for her answer.

“God, you fool! Of course I love you too! With all my heart! I loved you from the moment I first saw you at the parent-teacher meeting! You were so lost there, the only father, like an odd duck amongst the mother hens” she laughed wholeheartedly

“Good thing I had you to take a place next to me and save me.” He gripped her waist and pecked her lips again.

“You broke me. Ever since then I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

“During the days or the nights?” he teased again

“find someone to take care of the kids tonight and I can show you….” She whispered into his ear, getting a groan from the back of his throat just as he imagined all the things he would do to her. “But first, let’s get our kids back, before they make us adopt every dog in here."

#dick grayson x reader #dick grayson x you #dick grayson x y/n #dick grayson x oc #dick grayson #dick grayson imagine #dick grayson fanfiction #dick grayson fluff #dc fluff #father!dick grayson #dick grayson x mum!reader #single parent! verse

[harry-styles-obsessed]

Daddy’s girl

Request: hi! I was wondering whether you could do something with Harry as a dad? Something just really cute? Thank you!

Dad!harry x fem!reader

Trigger warnings: none

“Evelyn baby!” Your voice rang out as you crouched down to welcome your daughter into your arms, you had the duty of picking Evelyn up because Harry had to do a photoshoot but you didn’t mind at all. Harry was your husband of four years and you absolutely adored him. You loved him because he was himself, not just for his looks… for his personality, his kindness, his love, his vulnerability but especially for the love he had for your daughter. The moment she was born they were attached at the hip practically, he was always holding her, most of the time after you had gotten out of the hospital he held Evelyn in his arms saying his only priority was for you to get rest and that he would look after her and he did. Harry was very big on “skin to skin” contact and so often when Evelyn was a newborn held the small girl on his bare chest just so she could feel safe and at home with him. His interactions with her were simply the biggest reason why you absolutely adored him. “Mama!” Her small voice said excitedly as she wrapped her arms around you gripping onto you tightly, she was 5 years old and had finally settled in to her pre-school that she struggled in because she was shy and struggled with making friends but soon realised her peers there simply wanted to be her friend.

“Did you have a good day?” You asked smiling down at her, her head nodding furiously “Uhuh! We made Easter hats!” She exclaimed excitedly with a grin and you smiled pressing a kiss to her forehead “that’s great sweetheart,” you said happily before lifting her up into your arms carrying her back to your car “daddy?” She soon asked and you smiled “daddy’s having a photoshoot. But we’re gonna go see him okay?” You said smiling at her her smile growing at your words “cheese! Daddy’s saying cheese?” She asked and you chuckled gently, you and Harry had taught her that when you got your pictures taken you had to say cheese and it simply stuck with Evelyn and she couldn’t quite pronounce photo or photoshoot so whenever she wanted a picture taken of her or if she wanted to take a picture of you and Harry she often just yelled ‘cheese’ even in the most strangest of places which got a lot of strange stares but in reality it was just adorable.

You put Evelyn in her booster seat as you made sure she was strapped in before you strapped the seatbelt around her, kissing her cheek “wanna see daddy!” She shouted and you gently shushed her “inside voice please honey, we’re going to see him now.” You assured before closing the door quietly, the toddler starting to play with her sensory toys which often helped to keep her quiet and distract her on long car journeys but she sometimes also played with them when bored or nervous. You got into the car as you immediately began driving to the studio where Harry was having his photoshoot. He not only needed some new album covers but he also had other things coming up too so wanted some good photos to use, plus his Instagram profile picture was looking a tad bit boring and he wanted to brighten it up more.

Soon enough you arrived at the studio and you quickly got Evelyn out of the car as you slowly made your way into the studio, you heard Harry’s voice instantly and so did Evelyn a soft squeal leaving her lips as she kicked her legs slightly to be put down “okay careful baby” you said before setting her down onto the floor as you followed after her. Harry’s outfit was beautiful, he literally looked like a god. Jesus Christ were you obsessed with how he looked. He looked so pretty. As his eyes landed on you he smiled at you Evelyn’s screams of excitement being heard as Harry smirked softly “oh I wonder who that is… can anyone else hear that?” He asked the photographer continuing to take pictures of him as he had asked prior to you arriving, he wanted the camera to picture him as himself. “Daddy! Daddy!” Evelyn shouted excitedly her small hands gripping at his jeans lightly tugging at the material and he looked down, gasping as if he hadn’t seen her “oh my goodness… is this my princess? Princess Evelyn!” He lifted her up into his arms her giggles getting louder as she smiled at him her small hand resting on his cheek and in that moment you couldn’t help yourself as you took a quick picture of the two, your heart instantly melting “I missed you dada” she said her hand remaining on Harry’s cheek and he smiled pressing a kiss to her forehead “i missed you too honey…” he held her close before turning himself and her towards the camera “say cheese baby” he said and so she did, “cheeseeee!” She exclaimed the flash from the camera lighting both Harry and Evelyn’s eyes up and you watched the interaction your heart continuing to melt as you beamed happily. You then looked down to your phone as you immediately put a picture of the two up on your Instagram, both Harry and your daughter were your biggest inspiration and most important thing in your life so your Instagram was full of pictures of them, you had grown quite the following too but that didn’t matter to you. All that mattered to you was Harry and Evelyn.

Evelyn soon began running around the studio, being chased by Harry as you watched a soft smile on your lips and once Harry had made a full circle round he appeared beside you again his arms wrapping around your waist “mm.. hello.” He spoke pressing a kiss to your cheek and you smiled running your fingers through his hair gently “hi… I think she missed you more than I did.” You teased and he glared at you playfully “I’m kidding.. I missed you tons.” You said holding onto him tightly, Evelyn constantly tapping Harry’s leg but he didn’t mind his attention soon turning to her “yes miss Evelyn?” He asked and that set the girl off in fits of giggles “chase me daddy!” She giggled out again and Harry glanced at you begging you to help and you laughed out “guess this’ll help me get my stamina back before tour” he chuckled out before chasing Evelyn around, purposely going slowly so she could win her squeals being music to both your and Harry’s ears. You knew Evelyn would miss Harry when he went away on tour and so that’s why you and him were trying to figure out a plan to be able to bring Evelyn along on tour with him, maybe you too.

“Mama!” The small child exclaimed “save me!!” She yelled and you laughed out as she hid behind your legs “I’ve got you… but who knows… maybe I’m on daddy’s side!” You yelled dramatically, the room being chaotic but fun as you lifted her up into your arms spinning her around as she screamed out happily before you held her back to your chest Harry slowly walking towards her like a predator awaiting to pounce on its prey and you laughed out as she kicked her legs “daddy no!!” She yelled but before she could do anything he had began to tickle her relentlessly, before lifting her T-shirt up as he began blowing raspberries into her tummy purposely making a farting noise as she squealed, laughing louder, Harry soon stopping just so he could wrap his arms around you gripping onto you tightly as Evelyn wrapped her arms around his neck, being smushed in between the two of you as Harry looked into your eyes lovingly “love you both so so much… my two favourite girls in the whole entire world. My loves.” He said softly before pressing a kiss to your forehead and a kiss to Evelyn’s forehead his words nothing but the truth as he smiled, a photo being taken of the three of you cuddled together and Harry used that specific photo of him and his girls together as his new Instagram photo. The world knew him and his Instagram… but he wanted the world to know that his world was his two girls… y/n and Evelyn.

#x reader #harry edward styles #harry styles x y/n #harry styles #yn #comfort #imagines #stories #sweet creature #daddy harry #dad!harry #dad!harry styles #you x harry #adorable #baby #toddler #parenting #mum reader #fem reader #short story #love story

[littlexscarletxwitch]

── ༊*·˚⋆ 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻

paring: mum!florence pugh x fem!reader

tag(s): fluffy fluff, flo being a mum, uncle toby, r interacting with flo's kid, flo with heart eyes looking at them, doubts from flo

warning(s): fluff, so sweet it's kinda funny, grammatical errors

word count: 1.1k

note: First, I kinda wish this was longer but I think is quite sweet. Second, I'M RUNNING OUT OF NAMES IDEAS FOR FLORENCE'S KIDS. Like I know nobody gives a shit about their names, but for some reason it is so important to me. So if I ever repeat them just ignore it lol. Also, I saw an opportunity to bring marvel up and I don't regret it on bit. I'm not an english speaker, so please let me know about any sort of mistake. Hope you guys enjoy! <3

requests are open! + check my rules here + masterlist <3

‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚. Part 1 | Part 2 ‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

You smiled at her, she looked like an angel in disguise, the moonlight reflecting on her eyes made it look like they were actually green aventurines, and you couldn’t help but get lost in them. 

“What?” she asked you, a smile forming on her lips. 

She shared the same amount of love you had for her, you could see it in those soft green eyes of hers.

“I just wish we could have more time,” you confessed, a bit of sadness in your words.

Florence and you were right at her front door. Your date had ended a few minutes ago when you parked the car in front of her home. Eventhoguh, the two of you had been dating for almost 7 months now, this was the first time you had driven her home. Which you did think was a bit odd, but never thought much about it. 

“Do you want to come in?”

You were taken aback by the question, not actually expecting that kind of request to slip out of her lips. 

“Do you want me to come in?”

“Of course, silly. I wouldn’t have asked you otherwise. Come on, we can watch a movie and you can stay the night if you want to,” she looked at you with big doe eyes, how could you say no to those beautiful pickle green eyes?

“Okay, yes,” you kissed her cheek, eager to be wrapped around her arms for the rest of the night. 

She looked for her keys, but soon the door was being opened from the inside by someone else. 

“Hello,” Toby said when the door was fully opened. “I’m sorry, Flossie, we didn’t expect you to come just yet. But we are on our way out, don’t worry. Hi, Y/n,” he said, finally looking your way and you returned the greet with a smile.

“He’s here?” Florence asked, she sounded both worried and comforted. 

“Mummy!” you heard someone shout, and a few seconds later a little man came running to Florence’s arms. 

Your eyes winded in realisation, as you watched them tightly holding onto each other, as if they haven’t seen each other in decades. This was Florence’s kid, a kid you had no idea that existed until now. 

“We’re sorry Flossie, Aaron here couldn’t sleep without his teddy bear. But we are leaving right now,” Toby said, gently pulling the kid away from Florence and trying to head him out the house. 

“Wait a second, uncle Toby. Who’s that?” he pointed at you, noticing your presence right next to his mum.

You looked at Florence, not sure what you were supposed to say. She looked back at you, also not knowing how to approach the situation. This was not how she expected for you to meet her child. Hell, she wasn’t even sure if you liked kids. Her eyes got watery when she realised that this was it, she had lost you forever. Who could ever want a woman with a child? Who could ever want a woman that had never said anything about having a child?

Maybe it was for the best. Maybe you and Florence weren’t a good match after all. And even though she felt so much love for you, her kid would always come first. Even if it broke her heart doing so.

“I’m Y/n,” she heard you say, interrupting her train of thoughts. 

She blinked her tears away, and focused her sight on you. You were kneeling in front of her child just so you could be the same height as him. 

“And what are you doing with my mum?”

You chuckled at the little boy’s tone showing how much he cared about her mother, “We just were about to watch a movie, right Flo?” you try to find her eyes seeking some kind of comfort for the both of you. 

She locked eyes with you, and realised that you weren’t angry, you were just a little confused. But Florence could work with confusion, she could explain everything to you and things would be alright in no time. 

“What are you guys watching?” he raised his brow at you. 

The more you looked at him, the more you could see Florence through his eyes. They were the same shade of green, the same brightness to them as her mum’s. The only difference between them was that his hair was darker, way darker than Florence’s, almost pitch black.

“Aaron, we have to go,” Toby tried to step in but there was no use. 

“What are you guys going to watch?” he repeated his question, completely ignoring his uncle. 

“Aaron, you should go with uncle Toby,” Florence tried. 

But you had his whole attention. 

“I don’t know, which one would you pick?”

“Well, I like superhero movies,” he gave you a warm smile. 

Good, you thought, he’s loosening up. 

“No way, I love superheroes. Which one is your favourite?”

“I really like Captain America, but I also like Hulk, because he’s so strong. And you?”

“Well, I am more of a Spidey kind of person, you know?” you trailed off. 

The two of you were so engrossed in your conversation that you didn’t notice Florence smiling at the two of you. Relief washed over her as she realised how much you and Aaron had in common, even though he was just a 10 year old and you were a proper adult. She laughed to herself realising how childish you could be sometimes. 

“Okay, Aaron, we have to go now,” Toby interrupted the two of you. 

“But I want to stay, I want to talk to Y/n some more,” he pouted and looked at his mom with big puppy eyes. 

You laugh at him, the same doe eyes Florence would give you when she deeply wanted something from you. 

“Baby, Y/n and I need to talk and—,” but you cut her off. 

“Oh, come on. You said we could watch a movie, right? Why can’t he join us?” 

“Yeah, I can join the two of you,” Aaron agreed. 

“Y/n, I don’t think that is a good idea…”

“Come on, Flor, we can talk tomorrow morning, okay? I want to get to know this little guy a little bit better,” she watched as you winked at Aaron.

“Yeah!” Aaron once again agreed with you, trying to convince his mum as well. 

Florence looked at her son and then back at you. The two of you had just met and you were giving her the same pouty lips. She playfully rolled her eyes at the both of you, maybe this was always how things were supposed to unravel. 

“Okay, he can stay,” she finally agreed. 

“Great, I’m the only one who isn’t wanted right now,” Toby joked. 

“Yeah, see you later, uncle Toby,” Aaron said gently pushing him out the door. “We have some movies to watch.”

Before Aaron shut the door on his uncle’s face, Toby laughed and quickly waved the three of you goodbye. Once Aaron turned around his eyes met yours. 

“So, Y/n,” you could hear the playfulness in his words. “Team Iron man or Team Cap?” he looked at you dead in the eyes. 

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-M

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[stylesharrys]

EEEK YAY! Okay so in my head Harry has always loved y/n and her body but during pregnancy and after she’s just become like a sex symbol in Harry’s eyes. Like the soft tummy and the stretch marks and her tits have grown like a lot and he’s OBSESSED with them. He has a new like obsession with her being on top n tiding him so he can see all of her.

And y/N’s nipples are also really sensitive all the time so maybe one night baby is asleep and Harry’s rubbing her thighs on the couch and notices her nipples are leaking? He’s like massively turned on by it and she’s getting really aroused too. Maybe like they get naked and he’s gently rubbing her nipples as she could literally cum from that alone 😳 she rides him or something and he’s playing with her boobs the whole time and smearing the leaking milk over them so they’re glistening and stuff.

Omg it’s so specific obviously do what you wanna with it if you decide to write it but yeh I just think that would be so hot

Bestie… your brain…. Never mind a BLURB I’m turning this into a full oneshot oh my GOD the way my jaw is on the floor right now

#yes yes yes and yes #the only thing I think I’ll change is y/n isn’t breastfeeding #I’ll probs write it as their baby has moved to formula or she tried it and didn’t get along with it #bc I know breastfeeding mums wouldn’t dream of wasting a single drop of breast milk #so I’ll probs change it to her letting her milk dry out or something #so she lets harry play all he wants #UGH YES

[joekeeryswife]

Disaster Date - J.Q

hello angels! yes this is part of my nursery teacher joseph story!! sorry it’s taken me so long to write for him! i wrote this in 5 hours and i hate it but it’s a fill in chapter so i can continue with the story! i hope everyone is doing well ⚠️throw up warning⚠️ enjoy reading my loves 🩷 nursery teacher series

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it had been a month since Joseph had asked you out and the dates had been constant. every Saturday the two of you would do different things whether the two of you went to the cinema, or for dinner or even just the two of you being in your apartment cuddling whilst watching tv.

Joseph didn't care what the two of you did, you were getting to know each other in your own way and he loved it. whenever Lizzie was there (which was rare because you didn't want to confuse her) she was ecstatic to see her new favourite person. Lizzie and Joseph were really close and he didn't want to be obvious to the other kids but she was definitely his favourite student.

she had finally come out of her shell and wasn't as shy as she was before he met her. well, she was still pretty shy in public places but in the classroom or in your apartment she was confident and it was so overwhelming to see. your beautiful girl finally having some confidence and the only thing you could do was thank Joseph.

he had helped her and you were so grateful. you and Joseph had spoken about your relationship and about how you should keep it a secret, it was unprofessional and the other parents would definitely judge the two of you. it wasn’t any of their business but it was just a precaution the two of you wanted to take for Lizzie’s sake.

it was another Saturday and Lizzie had been sick all night and all day and you’d never seen her like this. she was fine Friday morning and evening then she woke up vomiting all over her ‘big girl bed’ as she liked to call it. she had never been sick and it hurt your heart to not be able to take the pain away from her.

she was still so little and you felt helpless. she had been sobbing for hours and no amount of pain relief would stop it. so you were sat on the sofa with a sobbing Lizzie. she felt boiling hot but was tell you she was freezing so you had put a thin blanket over the two of you. the sick bowl was next to you just in case she was sick again and with the way she was acting you were just waiting for it and you were right, she would throw up yet another time.

it was around seven when you heard a knock at the door, it had been thirty minutes since Lizzie had last thrown up and her tears were still there but she wasn’t sobbing. you were confused but stood up, holding onto Lizzie tightly making sure the blanket didn’t fall off her body. you opened the door and saw a smiling Joseph dressed in a comfy t-shirt and some jogging bottoms.

“what are you doing here?” you didn’t mean for it to come out as harsh as it did. his smile faltered “it’s Saturday? you asked me to come round yesterday” you slapped your forehead and sighed, you had completely forgotten it was Saturday and you had planned a movie night with him.

“i’m sorry i forgot to call, she has been sick all day and it completely slipped my mind, sorry” you rubbed your forehead in embarrassment, how could you forget you two had been seeing each other every Saturday for the past month. “it’s okay, i can come another day if you want?” you shook your head and moved to the side so he could come in.

“it’s okay, you don’t mind her being here do you?” he walked in and took off his shoes. “not at all” he smiled sympathetically, looking at the poorly girl in your arms. she was practically asleep now the only traces of tears were the tear streaks on her cheeks.

the two of you walked back to the living room and sat down on the sofa. Joseph wrapped his arm around your shoulder which made you cuddle into him. you breathed a sigh of relief and closed your eyes as you felt at ease for the first time that day. you were so tired, looking after a sick baby had worn you out.

“she been really sick?” Joseph asked looking down at you. you nodded, running your hand up and down Lizzie’s back as she finally fell asleep. “you have no idea” you just couldn’t help but feel bad for your poorly girl.

“i’m really sorry i forgot about tonight, it’s just been so stressful-” Joseph hushed you, not in a rude way just to stop you from apologising again. “i promise it’s okay, Lizzie is your main priority and always should be. you’re a really good mum so what you forgot one date” he somehow always knew how to put your mind at ease.

“have you eaten today?” your heart melted, Joseph really cared about you and you’d never had anything like this in your life before and you were just grateful he came into your life when he did. you shook your head, you’d given Lizzie a few pieces of plain toast knowing she would probably throw up anything else you made her but you had forgotten to feed yourself.

you had been so worried about Lizzie eating didn’t even cross your mind. “now that was silly wasn’t it” he joked making you laugh along with him. “i’ll order us food, you choose what to watch, i chose last time. do you want me to take Lizzie after? so you can have a break” he handed you the remote and looked through the different food options.

you shook your head again “it’s okay, thank you though. i think if i move her off me right now she’ll probably cry again” you scrolled through the different channels, picking a random film on Netflix and felt his arm go back around your shoulders with a small, delicate kiss placed on your forehead. you looked up at him and smiled, he was just so caring.

“i’m always here if you need me” he took his eyes off of the tv and looked down at you. you were smiling at him before he leaned down and kissed you. it was quick and wasn’t the first time the two of you had kissed but each time it made your stomach fill with butterflies. it was safe to say you were definitely falling for him and you weren’t complaining about it.

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[inaramisview]

so sorry i've been forgetting to send you my asks bbg

could you do eddie munson or billy hargrove as a dad?

📯

eddie as a dad coming right up tbh

the recital :: e. munson

mother!reader x eddie munson

summary :: who knew the freak was so good with kids?

warnings :: children, school, crowds, use of y/n, use of mom, mommy, momma, daddy and dad, school theatre, mentions of babies, vulgar language, loud crowds, she/her y/n

everyone filed into the auditorium loudly. parents, babies, friends and teachers were jammed into their seats. y/n and eddie were sat in one of the middle rows, more off to the edge.

“when did it say it started?” eddie looks at the pamphlet for what seemed like the 100th time that evening. “about five minutes to, honey, dont worry.”

the couple sat in silence for a second, looking around the room as more people filled into their row. “i hope you’re excited. i’m excited. y/n, are you excited?” she flipped her head over to her left to see a steve harrington, still in his button-up from work. did he fucking speed to get over here?

“d’you think he’s excited?” another head popped out. robin. gosh, she looks good. her hair is slightly curled and put in a ponytail, a ribbon to hold it in place. vicky must’ve forced her. or nancy.

“hey, robi, how’s it goin?” eddie leans forward to see her. “pretty good, pretty good. excited to see some kids as per usual.” she joked sarcaatically, but obviously the couple in the row ahead didn’t appreciate it, because they grimaced at her. “m- no- i’m a babysitt-“

the lights dimmed as everyone settled down, robin huffing because her point wasn’t clear yet.

the red curtains opened, revealing a small set, probably made by the children (LMFOA). there was a tower to the left and a tree just below, a well in the centre and an apple tree to the far right.

a small girl dressed as a farmer ran out to the well. “is that love? love’s in this?” steve questioned to the couple. “steve, why do you think we’re here?”

love, more affectionately known as lovely, was eddie and y/n’s daughter. infact, she’d just turned six a week ago!

“well well well, what do we have here? what’re you doin on this side of the green, gerald? thought you were banned from this side.”

another farmer, dressed in blue, came onto the stage, smirking. “yeah, donny, but you’ve stolen something from me. and i want it back.”

both the children were speaking in thick, country accents, making the whole ordeal funnier than it really was.

“is that so, gerald?” gerald nods. “well, you’re gonna have to leave. or you’ll be leavin’ this side o’ town with something different from what you want.”

gerald’s eyes widened. “you dare threaten me? my pappy will haunt you, how dare you threaten me?!”

this’ll be a long play.

after the play was finished, the friends waited in the lobby for love. steve had a bouquet of flowers he didn’t have at the start of the show and robin had a look on her face she didn’t have at the start of the show, either.

“-oh, and the cow? i didn’t think they’d be fighting over a cow!” steve exclaimed, robins frown reaching furthermore into the ground.

the four heard little footsteps behind them, robin’s face contorting into a neutral, smiley face as they turn to look at the kid.

“daddy!” love exclaimed at eddie, running to her dad as she jumped into his arms, eddie picking her off the ground and kissing all over her face. “hey, bug! you did so good! oh, we’re so proud of you, lovely.” he smiled at his daughter, the carbon copy of eddie.

she had eddie’s dark curls and his brown eyes. when she was born, everyone said she looked like him, but eddie grimaced. of course, he loves his daughter and would die for her, but in that moment in time, she “looked like a piece of chewed-up wood,” according to eddie.

“did’ja see me, daddy? di’ja?!” she squirmed around in his arms. “yes, bug! you were amazing!”

y/n walks over to her family, cupping her daughters face and kissing it all around. “awesome job, my love, you were amazing!” she looked up at her husband, who was still holding the child, and smiled at him with a small glimmer in her eyes. eddie’s heart skipped a beat.

see, its hard for eddie to find someone who treats him normally, but luckily he scored y/n, who treats him like a human, and hes so glad he did.

so yeah, she may treat her husband like a normal human being, bare minimum. but the way she looks at him?

like he’s the only human on earth.

masterlist :: inaramisview

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