#yes i am a c-section baby

[ritahayworrth]

i would like to thank my parents for the fact that they literally could have gotten me extracted earlier but decided not to so my birthday would be 7/7 and i would not be a gemini 😌

#yes i am a c-section baby #also this is mostly a joke my mom did tell me that they purposely had me born on 7/7 #but it was not because they didn't want me to be a gemini #also no offense to geminis #love y'all but would not want to be y'all <3 #kara turns twenty three #not blog related #personal

[iphisesque]

girl anachronism means so much to me personally,

#hits very hard when youre mentally ill and study the past and were also a c section baby. #like yes behold the world's worst accident i AM the girl anachronism!!!!

[lethalchiralium]

Tattooed Heart | Simon “Ghost” Riley Headcanon

a/n: this is purely a response to Angel, this is how the 141 reacts to the knowledge of Simon “Ghost” Riley having a daughter. (alejandro, rudy, laswell, and könig meeting winnie soon! also simon meeting you soon as well :)!)

warnings: mentions of afab!reader, cussing, mentions of sex, mentions of death, gaz and price did not know simon knew how to have sex

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- Obviously, Price is the first to see the video. And of course, he’s absolutely speechless. Hearing Ghost speak in a soft voice was one thing, but seeing evidence that Ghost has 1. Had sex. 2. Got someone pregnant. 3. Has a daughter, was another thing. (He really thought Ghost has never had sex because of his whole aversion to physical touch.)

- And of course, as soon as Ghost gets on base, he is hunting his ass down. (“Since when do you have a baby?!” “Since November.”)

- Price does not ask about Winnie unless he knows absolutely no one is around. No one can eavesdrop, no one will know. Asks Simon about what color she likes best, if he really wears the mask around his daughter. (Which Simon answers, “She likes green right now. And yes. She knows me with or without it.”) He also asks if he can ever meet her. (“Someday, Captain. But not today.”)

- Price meets her on her first birthday. He bought her a little light green bear and a necklace “for when she gets older”. (It’s a Price family heirloom. Price considers Ghost to be one of his closest friends, and doesn’t really want a family himself so why not give it to someone who will appreciate it.) (“Thank you, John.” “It’s no problem, Ghost.”)

- Price learns about Winnie’s mom just before she’s two. She had died in an ambulance after a car crash when she was pregnant, Winnie had to be born via c-section two months early. (The woman was a ‘close friend’, Simon was coming to terms with being a father since she had told him two weeks before she died. He doesn’t speak her name.) She’s a happy child, always loving seeing ‘Uncle John’. Price is all smiles whenever he sees Winnie. (which used to be rare, but Simon has grown to truly trust Price.)

- Right after Winnie turns two, Simon asks Price to be her godfather. Price cried. He babysits sometimes for Simon when his pretty nanny has to go out of town and is always so surprised at how obsessed Winnie is with Simon. (“Where’s Daddy, Uncle John! I want him right now!” “Honey, Dad’s workin’. I’m supposed to be working too, can you- Ah!” Winnie smacks him in the face with some of the kid paint she has. She was ‘scolded’ by Simon when he got home (Simon told her to do it again when Price is being ‘mean’.)) Price would do anything for his goddaughter, he would burn the world for that little girl.

- The Task Force would see the video by accident. (At this point, Winnie is almost 4 and for the sake of this whole thing, TF141 is created BEFORE the events of MW2.) Price was drunk at a bar with Gaz and Soap, scrolling through his phone before saying, “Aww, look at my goddaughter.” And he plays the video.

- Gaz is just fucking bewildered. He’d sober up immediately and take the phone from Price, jaw dropped. “What the fuck.” He’d hand the phone to Soap, who is fucking speechless. (And of course, Price would snatch it away and immediately recognize his wrongdoing and say, “You lot stole my phone and saw that video, I did not show it to ya. I am not in on this.” Trying to get himself out of trouble because he knows that it’s incredibly difficult for Simon to let anyone meet his baby. So that would make it VERY easy for Simon to revoke Price’s privileges, albeit not for super long but long enough for Price to regret his whole life.)

- “Ghost has had sex?!” Was Gaz’s first response. (Price uttered a quiet, “That’s what I said.”) And he pushes his beer away, looking at Price while Price looks straight ahead. “He has a baby.”

- “Holy shite.” Soap would then say, tossing the phone onto the bar. “Can we meet her?”

- “It took me almost ten months to meet her myself, I doubt you two will ever.” Price answered, Gaz just sits back in his chair and goes, “Ghost has had sex.” And Soap goes, “Ghost has a baby.”

- When Soap and Gaz arrive back on base, practically dragging a very piss drunk Price while being piss drunk themselves, Ghost meets them. Gaz and Soap both stare at him and Ghost says, “What happened?”

- “You had sex.” “You have a baby.” Ghost looks at Price. Price looks at Ghost. Ghost knows he did it. He doesn’t say a word before he takes Price from the two bumbling idiots and says, “Go to bed.” (Ghost chews Price out the next morning. Price knows he deserves it and does not say one word.)

- Gaz follows Ghost around the next day, asking questions about his daughter out of earshot of others. (“I don’t know what you’re on about, Sergeant. Don’t you have paperwork to do?”) Gaz grumbles when he finally gives up, saying that the video probably wasn’t real and just Price messing with them.

- Soap is a lot more annoying about it. Just like Gaz and Price, he only asks questions when no one is around. (in fear of his life but he would never admit that.) “How old is she?” “Babies are so precious. My sister has one. I love my niece.” “Does she like ducks? My niece likes ducks.”

- Ghost would give him a look of “Shut the fuck up before you get smacked the fuck up.” Soap doesn’t care. “Babies are so fun!”

- It would take just one day on patrol back at their base in England for Soap to trail Ghost home and see the girl for himself. She kisses his mask and hugs him tightly, he pats her back and heads into a house, seeing a very slim glimpse of a beautiful woman. (He reports back to Price and Gaz, freaking out. “HE HAS A WOMAN IN HIS HOUSE.” and Price is like, “Uh, yes… He has a nanny.”) (Gaz is still very much bewildered that Ghost, the untouchable man, has had sex so he does not comment on a woman being in his house.)

- A year later, after both Gaz and Soap have stopped pestering Ghost about Winnie, on her fifth birthday, unbeknownst to Gaz and Soap, Price invites them to the ‘party’. Soap immediately recognizes the building as Simon’s house when he, Gaz, and Price drive towards it. “You tricked us!” “I did.” “We don’t have presents!” “Yes, you do.” Price shoves small bags into their hands.

- Simon opens the door and actually lets them in. Gaz and Soap are absolutely dumbfounded when they enter the house. (Of course it’s in almost the middle of nowhere because he a paranoid man.)

- And here comes Winnie - dressed in pink with the green bear Price got her in her hands. “Uncle John!” She screams, and attacks his leg, clinging to it while Price just laughs. He walks around and chats with Ghost while Soap and Gaz just stand and watch the little girl.

- She would detach herself from Price’s leg before climbing onto the couch next to Gaz and smacking her hands onto his cheek and saying, “Friend.” Gaz would immediately burst into tears and she would hug him around his neck, Gaz would stand and carry her towards Ghost. (He’d be silently pointing at her to Price and mouthing, “Look!” He’s in absolute shambles. He thought that the Lieutenant’s daughter would be conditioned to not like strangers.)

- Winnie holds onto Gaz for dear life and does not like Soap at first. As soon as Soap was near, she would reach for Ghost. He would take her from Gaz without a word and let her squeeze her arms around his neck. (Soap’s face drops but Price pats his arms. “Don’t worry, she didn’t necessarily like me in the beginning either.” Soap feels better then.)

- Ghost would thank them all for coming to visit after they eat, he herded them towards the door and Soap goes, “Where’s the missus?”

- Ghost opened the door, gesturing for them to leave. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” And ‘slams’ the door in their faces. (Price bursts out laughing and Gaz is still all smiles. Soap is defeated.)

- And all is normal when they return to base the next day, except when Ghost is sat beside Soap. He fishes a light pink paper out of his vest pocket, hands it to him. Soap opens it and sees a drawing of an obviously mohawked stick figure and a smaller stick figure wearing pink. And in big, childish letters, Soap was written and pointed towards the mohawked one, and Winnie pointed to the smaller one. He almost cried. (Ghost then pulled out his phone, and opened his photos. “Here’s my girls.” He then showed a picture of you, holding a ten month old Winnie. (Ghost would be lying if he said that wasn’t when he fell in love with you.) “Don’t ever ask again.” “Sir yes sir.”)

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#canon that winnie loves gaz more than soap and price #simon riley #simon ghost riley #simon riley call of duty #simon ghost riley call of duty #simon ghost riley headcanons #john soap mactavish #john price #kyle gaz garrick #kyle garrick #john mactavish #soap mactavish #simon ghost riley x afab!reader #price cod #gaz cod #soap cod

[samantha-rae-velcher]

The more you know

Mickey Milkovich x Fem reader

Requested by: @chaosanxietysblog thank you for requesting!

Warnings: Smut! Knife play, degrading, swearing.

A/n: 18+ If you don't like the warnings please don't read! PLEASE KEEP MY COMMENT SECTION AGGRESSION FREE! ANY RUDE COMMENTS AND YOU WILL BE BLOCKED!

Request: Mickey finds out Y/n has a knife kink, and she is a huge masochist

___

Y/n was sitting on her couch when Mickey walked in without even knocking, no words were spoken as he went to the fridge and grabbed a beer, taking a swig.

"This beer tastes like watered down piss, you drink this shit?" He asked, sitting down next to her.

Y/n had all her attention on her sketchbook, she was doing a very detailed drawing of Mickey and her.

"What are you doing?" He asked. "lemme see that."

Mick slid it out of her hands and flapped it a couple of times before examining it.

"Damn, is that us?"

"Yeah."

He nodded, "It's really good, am I holding a knife?"

"You're actually brushing it against my face."

"Uh-huh..." He chuckled, "And what would've happened next, you know if it was real?"

Y/n blushed, she never told Mickey about her knife kink. Y/n was afraid he would think she was weird.

"Y-you, uhm..." She stuttered.

Mick smiled, standing up and pulling her to her feet.

"Let's see, I have you against the wall in that. Don't I?"

"Mhm."

Mickey raised his brows, slowly backing her up against the wall. A chill ran down Y/n's spine when she heard the click of his knife and the cool metal of it running up her thigh.

"You could've told me you were into this, baby." He whispered, pressing a kiss to her neck.

"i didn't know how you would react."

Mickey smiles, picking her up and throwing her onto the couch. He pushed up her dress, dragging the blade up her thigh and cut her panties. Mickey pulled them off and threw them over his shoulder, he began unbuckling his belt and working at his button.

"You should've told me about this, I'm gonna fuck you so hard."

Y/n watched with a sly look on her face, as Mick pulled his cock from his jeans and lined himself up. She gripped the back of his neck as he pushed in and began thrusting hard, immediately hitting her G-spot just right.

Y/n let out a low moan, her other hand grabbing at his bicep. Mick leaned closer, nibbling and sucking at her neck while playing with her clit.

"You like that?" He growled.

"Mm-hmm."

"Use your fuckin words."

"Y-Yes, feels s-so good."

Mickey smirked, holding her arms against the back of the couch. His thrusts were getting harder, he dragged the knife up her thigh causing a chill to run down her body.

"Fuck, you're so wet." He moaned, his thrusts getting sloppy. "You feel so good around me, baby."

"Im so c-close." Her voice sounded shaky.

"So am I...cum for me, baby."

Y/n's back arched as he teased her clit, the feeling of her orgasm wash over her and the heat of Mickeys coat her walls.

Both outta breath, Mick pulls her up off the couch and slaps her ass.

"Got any other kinks?"

THE END ❤️

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[russellsppttemplates]

You're the best papa (Pierre Gasly)

A look into Pierre and Y/N at the beggining of their journey into parenthood for the fourth time

Note: english is not my first language. You know what's better than a small blurb? Blurb like moments compiled in one place, at least I think it is!

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so as I'll try to get to them the best I can!

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Tw: mentions pregnancy, post partum

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"Here's your coffee", Pierre croaked out, setting the mug on your bedside table after he kissed your forehead, "I have our little miss here, changed and ready for some food when you're ready", he added, sitting next to you on the bed as your baby girl rested on his chest.

Celeste was eight days old, but because of the initial check ups and the fact that you delivered on a Thursday, the hospital kept you for the first few days, so it was only the second day you and Pierre had been home with your new baby. Pascale and Jean had taken the other three kids with them on a small getaway for a few days so you and Pierre could settle in a new routine, FaceTiming you every night still.

"Mama has had a sip of the good stuff", you said, finding a good position on the bed before you stretched your arms out, "so now you can have some good stuff too, baby girl, come to mama", you cooed, laying her on the pillow so you wouldn't need to support her solely with your core strength and helping her latch, "there you go, my love", you brushed her soft hair.

Pierre got to go to the bathroom and then dowstairs, coming up when Celeste was done with feeding, "I can burp her", Pierre smiled, grabbing a muslin cloth just in case she spit some up, "I have the pad ready for you in the bathroom, and we can head downstairs afterwards because I'm getting breakfast ready, too", he smiled, kissing your forehead before he grabbed Celeste, cuddling her to his chest as you slowly walked to the bathroom. Even though the c-section had been successful and there were no complications, it was still abdominal surgery to some extent, so moving around was something you had to be mindful about, and having a pad to catch anything that might have been in there made you feel safer and more comfortable.

Heading downstairs, again in a slow waddle, you say Pierre cooking what looked like scrambled eggs, your baby girl safe tucked in his chest and held by a sling, "you know, I'm quite jealous of her because she gets to be carried around in your chest all day", you said as you approached Pierre, kissing his back before peeking to see your daughter's delightful sleeping expression.

"I'll hold you when she goes to nap on her bassinet, deal?", he teased you back, carrying the plates back to the table so you could eat.

.

Having your husband at home while you were recovering was something you saw as an incredible privilege not everyone had, allowing to actually sleep when the baby slept. You woke up with Pierre cuddling you in bed, starting to trace shapes on his hands, "are you up?", he asked, "I am", you whispered.

"I just changed her and fed her, and she's back asleep after I talked to her for a bit", he said, "how is your incision site feeling?", he asked, "it's good, moving around is still weird, I have this weird feeling that makes me think that all my organs are just going to drop out as I walk", you giggled, appreciating his attentiveness.

"If you need anything, let me know, yes?", he requested, holding your hand out so he could kiss your knuckles, one by one, "are you ready to have everyone back home?", he asked.

"I think so, yes. I miss them a lot, and since your parents are kindly staying with us for a few days, I think it's a good way to finally get the whole 'four kids' thing under our belt", you admitted, "if there is anything, we will make it work, like we always do".

.

Overall, the kids had been pretty good, always carefully when they got near you, no matter how much they wanted to hug and climb on your lap, but always doting on their little sister, especially Élodie, who now felt like she had a live doll to play with, always helping you when it was time for a bath and peppering the smallest kisses in her sister's hands, while the boys, although sometimes cheeky, always wanted to help around and make sure mama and Celeste were doing good.

"Is everyone ready?", you heard your husband's voice from downstairs, making you walk to meet him, "Wow, guys! Doesn't mama look beautiful in her dress?", he said, making all the kids run to you, hugging your legs and torso carefully, "you look beautiful, mama! Do a spin!", Louis said, prompting you to turn into a blushing mess as you spun.

"You look gorgeous, amour", Pierre said as he kissed you, "it's still a maternity dress because this whole area is still trying to work itself out, and it's easy to reach for a boob if she's hungry, it's really nothing spec-", you were interrupted by him, "you look like the hottest mama, and I'm not even sorry for staring at you", he winked.

.

"Oh, I think she just scratched my arm", Alexandre said, "it didn't hurt or anything, but I think it was her nails", he pointed out, catching Pierre's attention, "Oh, yes, you're right. Can you go to her room and grab me the file, please?", he asked.

In a hurry, all three children said "I'll go!", promptly wanting to help as much as they could. "Careful guys, no need to rush!", you yelled, not wanting any of your kids to hurt themselves.

"They're just trying to be helpful, bless them", you commented, sitting Celeste on your lap so she would be ready when Pierre needed to file her nails.

"I have it here, mama!", Élodie said, giving you the small pouch containing the electrical nail trimmer, sitting next to you on the sofa so she could see what you were doing.

"I'll hold her, you can do it", you nudged Pierre, seeing him grab the small machine and testing it on his own.

"Are you going to let papa trim your nails? You even have some scratches on your cheeks too, little one", he told his youngest daughter, gently grabbing her hand and shortening the length of her nails before using a softer file to leave the nail edges as soft as possible, "Good girl", he complimented, not ignoring the way the words made you shiver before he grabbed her other hand, doing the same until she had nails that wouldn't hurt herself or anyone else.

Getting up to bring the pouch back to the room and grab a new muslin cloth from the drawer, Pierre bent down just enough to whisper in your ear, "you're also a good girl, the best girl, in fact", leaving you a blushing mess as you cuddled your baby.

.

"Oh, look at at that scrunch, princess!", you heard Pierre from the nursery, "let me grab my phone so I can send this to Uncle Charles!", he squealed.

Resting against the door, you appreciated the scene: Celeste was dressed in a cute onesie and she was scrunching in the most delicious way possible, with Pierre recording and smiling at her, "Oh, come here", he stopped recording when he noticed her fussing, grabbing her and holding her, "it's alright, babygirl, you're good, you're good", he tutted, smiling when he inhaled her newborn scent.

"It never gets old, does it?", you asked, grabbing his attention, "no, still as amazing as the first time", he replied, walking over to you since he was just about to leave the room anyway, "and you, still amazing as ever, too. Remember that silly day you told me you were afraid of not being a good father?", you asked and he nodded, blushing as he kissed your lips, "like I said, silly silly idea that one was. You're the best papa they could have".

#pierre gasly imagine #pierre gasly × reader #pierre gasly fluff #pierre gasly fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 fanfic

[heavyhitterheaux]

Undermine

First Lady of Private Garden Fic

Synopsis: Jack doesn't like how certain conversations happen in front of the triplets and quickly puts a stop to it

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

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Requested by: a beautiful anon 💖

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“Babe! Did you remember to get extra ice?” You asked Jack as he was tying the back of your bikini top for you and placing kisses along your shoulders.

“Yes, my love. I promise that I got everything on the list you gave me. It’s already in the cooler downstairs” He answered before turning you around and leaning down to place several pecks on your lips.

Both of you decided at the last minute to have a pool party since the temperatures would probably reach close to 100 and the main mission of the day was to stay as cool as possible. Jack quickly let everyone in the group text know and they would be coming in about another hour or so. 

“Thank you. I just worry about you sometimes.” You replied being completely honest.

Your husband was very smart, but sometimes you thought he had a screw missing when you asked him to do certain things. 

“What the? Why?!”

“You and Urban went to the store when I asked you to get me the ingredients to make my banana pudding and the fact that the both of you came back without bananas was confusing to me. It’s called banana pudding…. So I need bananas?”

“That was one time!”

“And the time that I asked you to get me shredded cheese for the tacos and you brought back sliced cheese which we NEVER eat because that shit is basically not real. And since when does sliced cheese go on tacos?!?”

“Okay, two times.” Jack said while shrugging, but you continued to shake your head.

“And then there was….”

“Okay, baby. I get it!”

“But, I love you anyway.” You said while hugging him.

“I love you too, more than you know.”

“Maybe I should change.” You quietly muttered while looking down at your stomach and seeing your c-section scar. You were trying to maneuver your bathing suit in order for it to be less noticeable.

“For what? And you better not be saying that because of your scar.”

“But… I don’t know. I just hate….”

Jack immediately cut you off.

“Turn around and look in the mirror for me.”

That was one thing that you slowly began to hate once you had seen what your scar looked like, but Jack being the amazing husband that he is always did positive affirmations with you every single day while he made you face the mirror. It had gotten better when you had finally come out of your postpartum depression, but once in a while, you found yourself being less confident that you were before and having low self-esteem.

Once you were in front of the mirror, Jack wrapped his arms around you and placed his chin on your shoulder and simply stared at you and smiled through the mirror and moved your bathing suit so that you could see the scar. 

“Y/N, baby, my sweetheart, the love of my life, I don’t care how many times I have to tell you this. You are beautiful and amazing inside and out and you were able to bring three lives into the world at one time. That’s something that you should be proud of because I know for damn sure that I am. You’re wearing it, and besides it’ll give me easy access for later. And if anyone says anything, which I know that they won’t because it’s our friends, I’m kicking their ass. I just wish you saw yourself how I see you.”

The tears couldn’t help but to fall and Jack noticed and quickly kissed your cheek and squeezed you tighter.

“I love you and I will tell you a million and one times. That’s never going to change and I’m always here to reassure you.”

“I love you too. So much.” You replied while smiling back at him. 

“Now, let’s go get our munchkins ready for the pool.”

You nodded in response as the two of you went to their room and found them playing quietly. Axel’s eyes landed on you first and he quickly got up and came over to you.

“You look so pretty, mommy.”

“Why thank you, bubs. Are you three ready to get in the pool?”

“YES!” Ivy quickly exclaimed before going over to her dresser and opening it to find her bathing suit.

“Hold on, Ivy. Let daddy help you.” Jack said while going over towards her. You looked at Autumn who had a slight pout on her face.

“What’s the matter baby boo?” You asked while squatting down to her height and all she did was shake her head at you.

“Nothing, mommy.”

“Are you sure because my cute little girl looks to be upset.”

“One of her toys broke.” Axel quietly said and you looked to Autumn for confirmation and she slowly nodded her head.

“It’s okay to be upset. But mommy and daddy can buy you a new one. Is it this one right here?” You asked seeing the toy that was in front of her. You tried to pick it up, but as you did pieces were falling and you quickly put it down.

“How about we go and have fun in the pool to get your mind off of it? Your aunts and uncles are coming too so you get to see them.”

“Auntie Jess and B?” She asked and her eyes lit up once you nodded your head yes.

“Okay.”

“Now what color bathing suit did you want to wear?”

“Pink like yours, mommy.”

“I want to wear mine that matches daddy.” Axel quietly said and you simply nodded while going over to the dresser and getting out both of them.

“Now all three of you remember that you cannot be in the pool without me or daddy, right?”

“Yes!”

“And all three of you need to listen to us, okay? I’m going to get your floaties when we go downstairs."

—

Axel was currently on Urban’s shoulders in the pool while Ivy was with Jack and Autumn was with you as you were laying on your inflatable flamingo and she was laying on your chest still upset about her toy from earlier. Jess and Blanca were next to you as PG was scattered all around the backyard with a few of them eating and a few others in the pool with Jack and Urban. Both of your parents said they would come by later and that your mom was bringing her homemade ice cream. 

“Autumn?” 

“Yes?” She looked up at you and you simply sighed. You absolutely hated that she was upset and was trying to do anything and everything to take her mind off of it.

“You hungry? You didn’t eat lunch yet.”

“No.”

“Did you want to play with Ivy and Axel?”

“Um, okay.”

“Babe, come get Autumn!” You called out to Jack who sat Ivy on the side of the pool so she wouldn’t be in the water by herself and quickly grabbed Autumn from your chest.

“Hey bubs. You ready to swim with me?” Jack asked her and she nodded and gave him a small smile.

Clay also got in the water so that Jack wouldn’t have to keep his eye on the two of them at the same time. 

“I’m about to make margaritas, you two want some?” You asked as you turned to them and they quickly nodded their heads.

“Why do you insist on asking stupid questions?” Jess asked while looking at you dumbfounded.

“Now, just don’t make it so strong.” Blanca replied while eyeing Jess.

“Stop looking at me like that! I slept in the bathroom ONE TIME.”

“You literally only had two of her margaritas and it put you out like that.” 

“I promise not to make it so strong, but where’s the fun in that?”

“YES!”

“Travis is going to have to take her out of here on a stretcher.”

Once you swam to the corner of the pool and you got out, you quickly heard Jack call for you.

“Yeah, babe?”

“Autumn wants to come with you.”

“Why, what’s wrong?” You asked as he lifted her up out of the pool so you could take her.

“I’m sleepy.”

“Okay, my sweet girl, I'll put you down for a nap.” You said while brushing wet curls out of her face.

“I’m making margaritas too, so I’ll be back.” You told Jack and then quickly heard Urban.

“DO MANGO AND WATERMELON FOR ME PLEASE!”

“Of course, Urby.”

You quickly went inside to get Autumn out of her bathing suit and laid her down on the couch and decided that you would give her a full bath later before quickly going to the kitchen to make margaritas. From the kitchen, you had a perfect view of the pool and saw Jack throwing Ivy up in the air and catching her and almost having a panic attack. And he was doing it without her having on her swim vest.

You knew that Jack would never do anything to put them in harm’s way, but you couldn’t help but to feel uneasy. 

It wasn’t until you saw him throw her up and she landed in the water without him catching her that officially had you pissed off and you immediately stormed outside.

“Why is she not wearing her vest?” You asked Jack as he was now holding Ivy.

“She’s fine, babe. I’m with her.”

“Even though you’re with her she still can’t swim very well so that’s why she needs to wear them. I literally just saw you throw her in the air and NOT catch her.”

“That was one time, and do you honestly think I would put my kids in danger?” Jack fired back while giving you a slight attitude. 

“But you dropped her when mommy took Autumn inside the house too.” Axel quietly said and Urban stifled a laugh while Jack looked at him in disbelief.

“Little man is always throwing his dad under the bus.” Urban said and Axel looked confused not knowing exactly what that meant. 

“I’m okay, mommy.” Ivy quickly said as you had your arms crossed and tried not to go off.

“I’m happy that you are, but your father probably won’t be later. Put her vest on, NOW.”

“You are literally making this more difficult than it needs to be.” Jack said before handing Ivy to Clay.

“Uh oh, daddy got the boss upset.” Axel whispered in Urban’s ear who immediately looked at him confused.

“Who’s the boss?”

“My mommy. She’s the boss.”

All you did was shake your head and go back into the house with Jack hot on your trail.

“I think daddy’s sleeping on the couch tonight.” Ivy said to Clay and he couldn’t help but to laugh.

Once in the kitchen, you continued to make your margaritas while ignoring your husband who was right behind you leaning on the island.

“Y/N.”

“Jackman.”

“She was absolutely fine.”

“I don’t care if she was fine because that’s not the point. She can’t swim as well as Axel and Autumn can!”

“And you know for a damn fact that I would never let anything happen to her!”

“I know you wouldn’t, but I repeat, not the point. She could have seriously gotten hurt.”

“But she didn’t.”

“You’re pissing me off so I’m going to need you to move out of my way and get out of my sight.”

“I’m not leaving until we finish talking about this.”

“We’re obviously not going to see eye to eye about this so you can leave. Don’t you think we’ve spent enough time in the hospital with all three of them?! I don’t want that to become a reality again! Why is that so hard for you to understand?!”

“You’re doing it again.” Jack replied while sighing.

“Doing what again?”

“Being a damn helicopter parent. You did it with PG and you’re doing it again now. I’m perfectly capable of taking care of my damn kids and don’t need you undermining me especially in front of them and other people because I damn sure don't do that to you. I’m not your child, I’m your husband the last time I checked and honestly sometimes I swear that you don’t think before you talk. You act like what you say always goes before even saying anything to me first."

“I never said that you weren’t! I know you’re a good father and I tell you all the time! You four are my entire life and all I want to do is keep all of you safe. How the hell does that equate to me being a helicopter parent?”

“How is she supposed to learn if we don’t let her?! Left up to you, she wouldn’t!”

“That is not true and you know it!”

"Why would I say it if it wasn’t true?!"

“Daddy? Why are you and mommy yelling?” You heard Autumn’s voice from behind you and he immediately went and picked her up.

“Great, now you woke her up.” You muttered and Jack shot you a look. 

“Hey, bubs. Did you have a good nap?” Jack asked her not even acknowledging her question because he didn't know how much she heard and didn't want to put you in a bad light. 

“Yes, and now I’m hungry.”

“Let’s get you something to eat then.” Jack replied while quickly walking back outside with her as you finished up the margaritas. 

When the sun was finally going down, all three babies got their baths and we’re comfortably in their beds, but you already knew that they would make their way over to yours.

You and Jack hadn’t said anything else to each other since earlier and you were thinking about what he said and how you undermine him in front of the triplets which is the last thing that you ever wanted to do. The two of you are supposed to be a team while being there for each other as well as your kids. You had to make a decision to be more conscious about that any time the two of you got into a disagreement and try not to do that in front of them. 

After you had taken your shower and put your hair up, you curled up on the couch next to the window and decided to finish one of the books that you had been reading when you decided to go on the hunt for your husband to apologize to him and hoped that he wanted to talk to you.

You weren’t surprised when you found him downstairs in the studio and quickly put your arms around him from behind, but he brushed you off and you immediately sighed.

"Can you talk to me, please? We are not going to bed mad at each other so this needs to get fixed and get fixed now.”

"Why? So you can continue undermining me like you did before? If so, I'm good and you can leave."

"No, I actually want to apologize to you because that wasn't right to do that in front of them."

"You do it all the time. I usually brush it off, but I couldn't do that because I'm tired of it. I know I'm not the perfect parent, but I for damn sure know how to take care of my kids. Any time we have a disagreement, I'm always the one running to you to fix it but you never do the same thing because once again you like playing the victim card. You've gotten better but you still do it."

"I know and I'm working on it. I still have a long way to go but I'll get there. I’m sorry for undermining you in front of them. You’re a good father and I know you only want the best for them and would never put them in harm’s way. I trust you with my life and I know that they trust you with theirs.” You said while he fully turned around in his chair to look at you.

“I’m sorry too. I admit that I should have had her wear it regardless and I get why you’re so protective, but you still have to let them live. If we shelter them too much, it’s only going to cause problems when they get older.”

“That’s fair. She was smiling and laughing so I probably ruined that.”

“No you didn’t. She still did even after that happened."

"I'll leave you to it then. I just wanted to apologize. Um, are you coming upstairs any time soon?" You said as you were about to make your way back to your bedroom.

"No, I'll be down here for a while so you don't have to wait up for me."

This was a first and you were trying not to show on your face how upset that made you, but you understood if he didn't want to be around you at the moment.

Sometimes you thought that Jack deserved someone better than you because you felt that even if you had good intentions, it might not look that way to other people and the last thing that you ever wanted to do was upset him or your triplets. 

Which you did earlier today.

"But…"

"Go to sleep, Y/N. I'm fine."

He called you by your first name.

And he did it twice today.

Which he never did unless he was being serious or he was mad at you and you had a feeling that it was both.

"Okay." You quietly answered before going back upstairs. But you walked slowly just in case Jack changed his mind and called out for you which he didn't.

You checked on the triplets to see that they were actually sleeping and were probably worn out from swimming all day before heading back to your room. 

Turning on the light, you went to go and sit back in the corner to read in order to take your mind off of everything that happened today.

It had started off well and then it went to shit and you only had yourself to blame for that.

It was around 2 in the morning when Jack finally came upstairs. He went to check on the triplets first and saw that they were sound asleep before making his way to your shared bedroom. He noticed the light was still on and you were curled up on the couch by the window and he assumed that you had been reading and fell asleep.

He took your book from you and set it to the side before picking you up and bringing you to the bed and placing you underneath the comforter before going to his side and lying down. 

Once Jack had finally gone to sleep, you were suddenly now awake and confused on how you had gotten back to the bed, but once you felt him move, you had your answer. 

One time in therapy, you remember that Jack had told you that no matter how mad he was at you he was always going to protect you and make sure that you were okay and you told him that you would do the exact same thing. 

After laying there for about two hours, you finally got up and went downstairs to turn the television on Boomerang so you could watch old cartoons.

The Powerpuff Girls were always one of your favorites and you still remember your mom getting you a Buttercup birthday cake when you had turned seven. 

You didn’t realize that the sun was now peeking through the curtains when you finally decided to drift off in the hopes of getting at least another hour or two of sleep before the triplets woke up.

It was around 8:30 and you expected for one of them to come and wake you up, but it was your husband instead.

“What are you doing down here when I specifically put you in the bed?” He asked as you were opening your eyes.

“I couldn’t sleep.” You responded by shrugging and pulling the blanket that you had gotten out of the closet closer to you.

“Move over.”

“Wait, what?”

“Move over so I can lay behind you.”

You did as you were told and felt Jack wrap his arms around you and kiss your cheek as he put the blanket over both of you.

“Might as well get my cuddles in before the three munchkins decide to wake up and steal you from me.”

“I thought you were mad at me?” You quietly asked while focusing on the tv. 

“It’s a new day and I’m trying to start with a clean slate. Me being mad at you takes too much energy. Even though I definitely was mad at you yesterday, we apologized and moved on and we’re going to do better moving forward. So, just because I get mad at you, you think I don’t love you anymore and won’t show you affection?”

All you did was shake your head no in response.

“Then can you turn around and give me a kiss please? I would like a kiss from my wife.” Jack asked and you quickly did.

“You called me by my first name.”

“Isn’t that the name your mom gave you? I’m confused.”

“You did it twice and you never call me by my first name unless you’re mad at me or being serious.”

“Oh, I didn’t even notice.”

“My name is baby or babe. You know this already and I won’t answer unless that’s what you call me.”

“Dramatic much? But I get it.”

“But, I really am sorry. I never want to make you feel bad and I know that I did yesterday.”

“You apologized already. We both did, it’s over and done with. Just let me love up on my wife and all is forgiven.”

That was quickly cut short once you heard little footsteps and Ivy came down the steps.

“Oooh Uncle Clay owes me ten dollars!”

“Wait, why?” Jack asked her, looking confused.

“I told him that you were probably going to have to sleep on the couch last night.”

“What the?! Ivy, I slept upstairs!”

“But he doesn’t know that.” She shrugged while climbing on top of both of you and laying down.

“She is literally your child.” Jack said as he looked at you and all you did was shrug.

“Well, she does look like me.”

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[m-writes-stories]

The KC Couple - Part 12

Warnings: labor, language

Word Count: 944 words

Week 11 - 11/20 vs Philadelphia Eagles

It was homecoming week. Eagles vs Chiefs. This meant the whole fam was hanging out in a suite on Monday night. Ed and Donna were both going to be in the suite. Kylie and the girls, who normally don’t sit in a suite will be in the Kelce suite at Arrowhead. 

You were excited to see everyone. You weren’t able to see Kylie and the girls often. You saw Donna and Ed throughout the season at games. But Kylie stays in Philadelphia for Eagles games. Travis was able to see them more often when he was close to them for other games. 

Time Skip

You were currently sitting in the suite watching the 3rd quarter. The score was 17-14 Chiefs. The Chiefs had not been playing as well as they could be. You had been cramping a little throughout the game but thought nothing of it. As the Eagle’s punting team went out to punt you felt a gush of liquid between your legs.

“Ky, I think my water just broke,” you said, scaredly.

“What?” she said.

“That or I peed myself.”

“Have you been having contractions?”

“I have been cramping. But I was just ignoring it. I thought they were Braxton Hicks.”

“Ok, we need to get you to the hospital.”

“But what about the game?”

“Y/N forget the game. Honey, you are in labor. You are going to meet your daughter.”

“Oh, my god. I’m gonna meet my daughter. Oh my god Travis never talked to Andy. What do I do?”

“I don’t know.”

“I have access to go down to the field and talk to someone and see if he can leave.”

You and Kylie went down to the tunnel and talked to a security guard and they said they would get him and he would head to the hospital shortly after you.

Time Skip

Jason saw Travis run into the locker room. He questioned what was going on.

Travis sprinted through the locker room, struggling to get undressed and redressed. He freaked out when the security guard walked to one of the team managers and he overheard that you were in labor. He was now trying to go as fast as possible to get to the hospital. His baby girl was on the way. 13 weeks early. He didn’t know what to think.

Travis was running to the car as he was trying to get a hold of you, but you were not answering. You finally answered on the ninth call. 

“Hello?” you asked.

“Hey baby girl. How are you?”

“In pain, where are you?”

“Driving. I am about 15 minutes away.”

“Well, hurry. I need you.” 

You were sobbing at this point. You had never wanted Travis with you so bad. You were most nervous that he wouldn’t make it. You didn’t know why he wouldn’t make it, because he is 15 minutes away and you are nowhere near pushing. 

15 minutes later Travis was sprinting into the hospital.

“What room is Y/N Kelce in?”

“Are you her husband?”

“Obviously what room?”

“1384.”

Travis took off running again. He burst into the room and to your side.

“Hi,” you said.

“Hey, how are you doing?”

“This is so fucking stupid. Why does it have to hurt this fucking badly.”

Travis looked at his mom. 

“So labor makes her cuss like a sailor. I don’t know. Just breathe.”

“The doctor should be back any moment,” Donna said.

Travis pushed your hair off of your forehead. He kissed your forehead.

“Do not kiss me right now. You put me into this mess.”

“You asked for it,” he whispered into your ear.

“Shut the fuck up and quit touching me.”

Your doctor walked in shortly after. “Mr. Kelce, welcome to a party.”

“What’s going on Doc. She’s too early.”

“We will do everything we can to make sure both mom and baby are healthy but we are going to deliver your baby girl today. We have a c-section scheduled if needed but we are going to attempt to do a natural birth. If that is ok with you two.”

“Yes, I don’t want surgery.”

“Then we are going to do everything we can to make this as smooth of a process as possible.”

Time Skip

15 hours later it was time to push. Jason and Donna were in the waiting room with the girls. While Kylie and your mom were sitting on the couch in the corner. Travis was standing next to you holding your hand encouraging you.

“Come on, baby. You are doing so good.”

“Shut up Kelce. I hate this. I don’t want to do it anymore.”

“It’ll be worth it once we see her.” 

“I know that. This just fucking hurts.”

Time Skip (again I’m sorry)

You were currently sleeping. You had given birth to a 2 pound baby girl. Who was currently looking at staying in the hospital for 8 weeks. The doctors said if they can get her weight up she can leave earlier. The doctors allowed your baby to be in your room with you. Travis was currently watching both of his girls sleep. 

In his eyes, his life couldn’t get any better. He had everything he had ever wanted. And you had given him all of it. You were his end game. You had given him his baby girl. He couldn’t ask for anything else. 

You were going to be discharged on Thursday. You had cried for an hour when they told you that you would be going home without your baby girl. Travis didn’t know how to help you anymore. All he wanted was for the two of you to be ok. 

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A/N: OMG they had the baby 13 weeks early. Name will be revealed shortly...

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for saying tomy dad he doesn't knows how to use the damn washing machine?

🎣 So I can find it later

Me (transmasc, 25) live with my parents. This is something they suggested me after I had a breakup with someone abusive, before someone jumps at my neck for living with them, immediately voting that I am the asshole. No they don't respect either my name or my pronouns, that's how bad the relationship was. I also pay a fixed amount per month that's about half of my salary+do more complex house chores. This was a while ago when mom had just given birth.

My dad is pretty big at fishing, and gets his fishing clothes pretty dirty. Fishy smell, dirt, grass, dirty water, you know the drill. Fishes a shitton of fishes and sell it for some extra money. I think it's important to mention his salary isn't bad, it's actually about 7 times the minimum wage here, he just spends in a lot of stuff he doesn't needs like getting a lot of toys for the younger sibling, a lot of fishing material he doesn't uses, paying for bills he made back when he exchanged our house for a farm and then got absolutely ridden in debt from farm expenses because he thought everything would be perfect like in those farm movies. And then had to exchange the farm again in a worse house and still pay back some money, getting pets he can't pay for the expenses like about 15-20 native birds (that are illegal btw) and canaries that cost some real money because they eat specialized food and fresh fruit+medicine. I think it's also important to mention that when I was younger my mom and him fought at least one time per month about his fishing habits that were like, leave on Friday and coke back either sunday night or monday morning. Now they're much more tamer usually capping off at one day, but still are frequent, like at least one time per week.

Now to the real deal: mom always washes his clothes, but in this specific time I was doing laundry because she just was cut open with a C-section to have the twins because of an emergency with the babies .Twins weren't home yet but it was not like she could do anything, so I was doing laundry, organizing my siblings chores (15F, 13M, 4F), taking care of the younger one, unfortunately overwhelmed from being the mom. And dad just leaves to fishing every weekend like it's no biggie and leaves their children to just fend for themselves I guess if I wasn't here. So I am making food, making chores and all of that, real mama chores including dealing with the very moody 4yo that isn't happy dad isn't home and mom can't get out of the bed and cried from about anything that mildly inconveniences her.

Then he comes home from fishing and tuck his dirty clothes god knows where, and one week later finds it again and starts bitching about how no one washed his fishing outfit and I, very tired, very overwhelmed and very stressed, say to him "why, don't you know how to use the damn washing machine?" And he gets like, really offended and says he won't even answer me do he won't offend me, and in my tired state I just answer that all he needs to do is to throw it there with soap and turn it on, he could do that and he gets more mad and storms off to fish (again yes, leaving my mom with basically a recovering surgery with the kids.)

Another detail is that a year before he did the same thing but mom had left for some christian stuff for two weeks, and when I asked him if he could load the washing machine so I could finish fixing lunch, he told me he didn't know how to use it and I taught him. He's 45. It's one of those washing machines with literally everything written on them on how to use.

I also should clarify that he's not mentally disabled or physically disabled, if the fishing trips weren't enough clue for his overall wellness. Mom acted as I should bend to his will and just washes the clothes because it's not worth fighting. My 15yo sister is with me because he makes her clean the sink he uses to clean the fishes every time he fishes. Mom is mad at both of us because we're tearing this family apart and we should just accept dad as he is and do what he says.

Tldr: AITA for asking my dad if he doesn't knows how to do the laundry even after I taught him to do so?

What are these acronyms?

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[macbeth-murder-match]

Macbeth Murder Match!

Laugh to scorn the power of man, for none of woman born shall harm Macbeth.

Welcome to the Macbeth Murder Poll!

For those unversed, in the play Macbeth, Macbeth is given a prophecy by three witches: No one born of a woman can harm him.

In the play (spoilers!) this is resolved by MacDuff, who was born via c-section. However that's boring, so lets do something more fun!

Submit your blorbos who you think could kill Macbeth!

Submissions will be open for quite a while as i am currently also running @white-boy-bracket and need to wait for that to conclude to get to bracket building! I'm opening it now though so we can get lots of contestants!

Questions welcome!

Inspired by: @system-bracket @ocd-character-polls @butler-bracket @beautiful-boy-bracket @artificialkids-2k23-official @aroaceswagtournament @the-nobody-tournament @worlds-worst-dad-competition and more!

RULES FOR SUBMISSION:

Characters do not need to be physically strong enough to kill Macbeth, this is about technicality!

Characters in header are not guaranteed entrants- if you like them, submit them!

NO:

C-Section babies! That counts as 'being born'!

Babies born naturally *from a woman*

Mass Produced Clones

I'd say no real people but honestly if you can find me a real person who was not born, good on you.

Any animal! Animals need to fit another criteria! "Woman" here means any woman identifying member of ANY species!

YES:

Artificially Created (carved, cloned, assembled, baked)

"Born" in an unusual way (sprung fully formed from head, mother disintegrated without baby)

Loophole caused by throwaway line ("Neither of my parents showed up for my birth")

Mpreg

Characters resurrected into a body that meets the above criteria

Other fun technicalities i haven't thought of!

Orion Fowl clause: (below)

Body is of woman born, but the rules of the universe the character is in appear to treat an entity as separate enough to be affected differently from host by magic.

In the above scene, Artemis (with magical DID) has been enthralled by a rune, and is completely controlled. However, when an electric shock causes Orion (an alter) to front, he is not possessed despite the rune branded into the body's skin. For this reason, Orion counts as separate enough from Artemis to count as "not of woman born", and thusly qualifies to kill Macbeth. Additionally as I am using Orion's name to explain this concept, he is the only guaranteed entrant.

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[thebookreader12345]

Newborn

Pairing: Evan Hawkins x reader

Summary: Evan didn't think he could be any happier, but that all changes when he gets to hold his newborn son in his arms

Requested: Yes, by anonymous

Warnings: mentions of c-sections/surgery

Word Count: 1,165

"Hey beautiful," Evan greeted and peaked him head into our bedroom. "You up yet?"

"No," I grumble sleepily from where I was snuggled up in blankets. "I don't want to get up."

"But you have to get up," Evan retorted and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Today's the day! We're finally gonna get to meet our little munchkin!"

"Please stop calling the baby that," I beg. "I'm only excited for today because we'll finally give the baby a name, and then you don't have to use that ridiculous nickname."

"You secretly love it," Evan teased and leaned down to press a kiss to my forehead. "Now come on and get up. We've gotta be at the hospital in like an hour."

"Ugh," I groan and sit up. "All right. I'll get ready then."

"How are you not as excited as me right now?" Evan asked. "I'm freaking out!"

"I am excited, honey. Seriously," I assure him and send a small smile his way. "I'm just not excited for this surgery."

"I get that," Evan confessed and put his face down by my swollen stomach. "You just had to make things difficult, didn't you?"

"Babies are breech all the time, Ev," I notify him. "It's actually pretty common. But I'm glad the date is finally here because in a few months I can get back to work!"

Evan laughed. "You and your work, Y/n. You're a workaholic!"

"I'm not a workaholic. I just love my job!" I defend.

I was working as a firefighter at Firehouse 51 on Squad 3 when Evan and I had met. He had worked with Violet on Ambulance 61 for a few shifts while Sylvie was off in Oregon visiting Matt. We hit things off right away, and the rest was history. I hadn't been able to work on Squad 3 since I found out I was pregnant, so it's been about 9 months. Luckily, Chief Boden let me work in the office with Kylie so that I could still be around everyone.

"I know you do, Y/n," Evan confirmed and hopped off the bed. "I've got all of the hospital bags downstairs by the door, so as soon as you're ready, we can head to the hospital."

In no time, I was all dressed and got myself situated in the passenger seat of the car. Evan loaded the rest of our things into the backseat, and within half an hour, I was set up in my hospital room in the labor and delivery wing of Chicago Med. I was on my phone when Evan walked in with the ice chips I had asked for, and he set them down on the tray next to my bed.

"Thanks," I murmur and continuing typing away at the keypad on my phone.

"Who are you texting?" Evan inquired.

"I was texting my mother that we got to the hospital. But then Stella texted the group chat with me, Sylvie, and Vi, and now they're blowing it up with messages on how excited they are to meet the baby. The amount of emojis being used right now...." I trailed off and placed my phone on the table next to me. "I need a break."

"I think I can provide a distraction from that. Since the moment's finally here, what do you think? Boy or girl?" Evan posed.

"I know that you and all of the guys at 51 want it to be a boy," I bring up. "And the fact that your side of the family is mostly guys only helps with that."

"But?" Evan prompted.

"But nothing. I'd be happy with either," I admit. "I think a girl would be easier, especially if I'm gonna be doing this whole parenting by myself for the first few months."

"Whoa whoa whoa," Evan interrupted. "What gave you the idea that you'd be doing this all alone?"

"Well I just figured that it'd be hard for you to take all that time off," I reason.

"Y/n, you and I are in this together. I already put in time off for the first week after the baby is born, and after that I'll only be going in 3 days a week instead of 5 with shortened hours," Evan informed me.

"You're the best, Ev. I love you," I say and lean over to peck his lips.

"I love you too," Evan returned. "Not get some rest. You're gonna need it. That means you too, munchkin."

A Few Hours Later........

"You doing okay?" Evan asked from where he was seated next to my head in the operating room.

"Yeah," I reply. "I'm good. Are you okay? You look like you're about to start bouncing off the walls."

"I might just do that," Evan revealed jokingly as his foot tapped anxiously against the floor. Suddenly, it felt like a huge pressure was lifted off of me, and then crying pierced the air.

"Congratulations you guys. You're now the parents of a healthy baby boy," the doctor announced.

"Did you hear that, Y/n? We have a son," Evan gushed.

"You do. And he's beautiful," the nurse told us and placed the baby on my chest.

"He's got your nose, Ev," I note as I held the baby against me.

"That he does," Evan agreed and pressed a kiss to my head.

The next hour or so was a blur. The rest of the surgery went by pretty quickly, and before I knew it, we were back in the recovery room excited to spend time with our newborn. The nurse wheeled our son into the room and placed him into my arms, and the baby cooed softly.

"You guys have a beautiful son," the nurse asserted.

"Thank you. Um, our co-workers and family are waiting for a name and a picture," Evan claimed and held up my phone. "They can't come in until after work. Would you mind taking a picture for us?"

"I would love to," the nurse responded and took my phone. As soon as she took the picture, the nurse handed the phone back to Evan and excused herself from the room.

"All right dad. Here you go," I offer and pass him our baby in exchange for my phone. "I know you've been dying to hold him."

"Hey munchkin," Evan greeted softly and rocked the baby back and for.

"Evan, we agreed that once the baby was born you wouldn't call him that," I lecture.

"Sorry," Evan apologized and stared down at the baby lovingly. "Hey, James. Welcome to the world buddy."

As Evan was busy gushing over the baby, I was typing out a text message to all of Firehouse 51. They were very impatient, so I figured I should do this now rather than later. I sent the picture that the nurse had just taken, and below it I typed out a text before hitting send.

"Welcome the newest addition to the Firehouse 51 family, James Christopher Hawkins."

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[emmie-tt]

"Dad" a Daughter's Best Friend

Regulus Black x Daughter!Reader

Description: Random moments with Regulus and his daughter

MC'S MOMS NAME IS CADENCE

THEY HAVE CARS/PHONES

This is all in Regulus's POV, it's basically his thoughts and feelings on all this :))

WARNINGS: pregnancy, birth

REGULUS POV (WHOLE FIC)

FINDING OUT

I stare at the pregnancy test that Cadence handed me. My heart feels like its about to fall out of my chest. The only thought going through my head right now is that his is a joke...It has to be.

I look up at her to see she's crying. A sigh falls from my lips and I set the test down just to stand up and pull Cadence into a hug. 'i-it's okay...we can figure it out.."

She looks up at me sniffling "we aren't even together Reg..it was one night- what are your parent's going to say?"

I shake my head and sit back down on the bed "i don't know. it won't be good whatever it is..." I chuckle humorlessly before I look up at her "are you wanting to keep it?"

She looks at me and hesitates for a minute before nodding slowly "do you want to?"

I just continue staring at her "um- well it's your body you choose" I say earning a small smile from her

She sits down next to me setting her hand on my arm "it's your baby to Reggy...i want to keep it but if you dont..."

My gaze snaps over to her "no- i mean yes..i want to keep it to.." she smiles and wraps her arms around my neck in a tight hug, i wrap my arms around her as well holding her close

FIRST ULTRASOUND/HEARING THE HEARTBEAT

I stand in the doorway anxiously waiting for Cadence to get ready, after getting kicked out of my house for getting her pregnant before marriage Cadence let me move in with her

When she walks down the stairs towards me I smile and open the door for her then follow her out to the car. Once we get in and buckled I drive us to the doctors office.

Once we arrive to the Doctors office I get out of the car then helps Cadence out before following her in and standing with her as she checks in. Shortly after we sit down in the waiting room, her hand rests on my thigh causing my head to snap over to her

"calm down Reg, it's gonna be fine" she says with a giggle causing my shoulders to relax

I nod and rest my hand over hers, we wait for a few minutes before her name gets called. She stands up then grabs my hand and pulls me back to the room with her. We walk into the room and she gets comfortable on the bed table thing.

I stand next to her listening as her and the nurse chat back and forth. The nurse gently pulls her shirt up before squeezing some gel onto her bell causing Cadence to jump slightly

I chuckled softly earning a small glare from Cadence. I lean down and kiss her forehead before the nurse takes the wand looking thing and starts circling it around on Cadence's stomach

I look over at the screen that is all black and white and stare at it extremely confused. When the nurse points at a small white blob on the screen, that's when I realize...that's our baby...

I look down at Cadence who's tearing up with a big smile on her face, she looks up at me "that's our baby reg..our little baby"

I nod and smile back before looking back at the screen, the nurse presses a button on the machine and all the sudden a noise can be heard. I look at her confused and when the nurse notices my confusion she says "that's your babys heartbeat"

My eyes widen and I look back down at Cadence who's crying softly. I gently wipe her tears and she look's up at me "our baby has a heartbeat"

I nod and lean down pressing a long kiss on her forehead "our baby had a heartbeat..."

THE BIRTH

After a long nine months I finally am standing in the hospital about to meet our baby..My anxiety is through the roof as we wait to be taken back for the c-section.

I feel a hand on my face and I look up to see Cadence laying in the hospital bed staring at me with a smile. Through the past months we have finally made our relationship official. I smile a her not wanting her to worry about me.

She smiles back stroking my cheek with her thumb "honey...it's gonna be okay.."

I nod and rest my hand over her's. "it will.." She slowly sits up then pats the side of the bed signaling me to sit with her. I stand up and sit down next to her causing her to snuggle into my side.

"whats on your mind Reg?"

I sigh and kiss the top of her head before speaking "i just- we're about to be parents baby...and i'm terrified that i'm gonna fuck up..or end up like my dad.."

She looks up at me with a small frown "for one. we're 18 you have every right to be scared. two, your nothing like your father. if you were i wouldn't allow you anywhere near this baby"

I nod and kiss her nose chuckling when it scrunches up. "you always know what to say my love..."

Cadence smiles and snuggles closer to me "i know"

I chuckle and rest my hands on her belly as we wait for the doctor.

Once the doctor comes in and they get her ready we head back to the OR, they put me in an outfit called "scrubs" and I stand next to Cadence's head as they start the c-section.

She talks to me about everything while we wait for them to bring our baby into the world. After about 40 minutes we hear a cry and my head snaps up towards the sound

"there we go. a healthy baby girl" the doctor holds our baby..girl.. over the drape

Me and Cadence both smile as we admire the screaming infant we created. After a moment they asked "dad? you gonna cut the cord?"

Cadence nudges me and I walk over to them and cut the cord as they ask and watch as they take our daughter to clean her up and put a diaper on her. I follow them and watch as they clean her.

After awhile they hand her to me to bring over to Cadence, I hold her as they instructed me and slowly walk over to Cadence and gently lay her next to her head. As Cadence admire our daughter I admire both of them.

Once they close her up they take us back to the hospital room where they help Cadence nurse our daughter...y/n...that's what we decided

I sit in the chair next to the bed watching them trying to figure out how I got so lucky...

FIRST WORDS

I lay on the couch holding y/n as she play's with my hands contently. Cadence sat on the couch as my head rests in her lap.

As I nod along to y/n's adorable little babbles a small "dada" was heard. I sit up quickly keeping an 8 month old y/n secure in my lap "what? what did you say baby girl?"

Cadence look's at me confused "you okay babe?" I nod and turn my attention back to my daughter "come on...say it again baby..dada..dada..da..da.."

She looks at me smiling before squealing out a loud "dada!"

Cadence's head snaps over to me and a pout forms on her face "nooo you were supposed to say mama first" she giggles and stands up taking y/n from my arms and gently spinning her around

I smile and lean back against the couch admiring my girls and wondering how I got so damn lucky..

FIRST TIME CRAWLING

Me and Cadence both sit on the floor with an 11 month old y/n sitting between us. I gently pat the ground in front of me "come on...crawl to daddy y/n..."

Cadence smiles and leans into my side while gently encouraging our daughter as well.

I watch as y/n moves into crawling position and I get excited while patting the ground again. When she goes to move her arm she face plants causing me to reach forward and pick her up as she starts crying.

I hold her close gently rubbing her back "shhhh baby it's okay.." I kiss her head and smile as she starts calming down. I set her down again when she is calm and move back into the first position and start encouraging her to crawl again.

When she just stares at me I chuckle and stand up walking into the kitchen "stubborn little girl"

Cadence giggles then gasps "Regulus!"

I turn around quickly only to see her pointing at a crawling y/n. I smile and pick her up as she makes it to me. "you cheeky little lady" she giggles then cuddles close to me yawning softly

Cadence smiles and walks over to us gently kissing my cheek "she's getting to big"

I nod "she is..."

FIRST STEPS

As I sit on the couch watching TV I notice y/n crawl her way over to me. I smile and lean down picking her up.

We had her first birthday a few weeks ago and since then she's started pulling up on things. As she wiggles her way out of my arms I set her on the ground and she pulls herself to stand with the couch.

She continues babbling about lord knows what as I smile nodding. Cadence walks into the living room and smiles making her way over and sitting on the couch next to us.

I look away as my phone goes off only to hear a gasp from Cadence. I look over and see y/n stepping away from the couch and taking a few steps.

When she falls I smile standing up and picking her up and throwing her lightly "my big girl!"

She giggles and clings to me with a smile as me and Cadence praise her. As Cadence takes her and sets her down on the ground to help her stand y/n looks over at me with a pout and slowly walks over to me

I smile and pick her up holding her close, Cadence pouts at me only causing me to notice a striking resemblance between them. She walks over to us and giggles "she's the biggest daddy's girl"

I chuckle and nod "dont be jealous mama, she absolutely adores you"

just like i do....

TAG LIST

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AHHHHHH I freaking love this!!!! I want to make this into something!! Ya'll can request scenarios for them if you want!! I definantly want to add on to this!

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[last-capy-hupping]

HotD thoughts/spoilers incoming, plus some triggering discussions of childbirth and death….

I’ve gotta say, I’ve seen lots of horrifying birth scenes on various shows like Call the Midwife, but I’ve never been as shaken by a scene of a mother dying during childbirth as I was by Queen Aemma Arryn’s death.

It was shocking and brutal and ultimately pointless. We only got about 30 minutes of Aemma onscreen, but she made an impact. You saw her kind, warm interactions with her husband and her daughter, and you understood her fears of childbirth very well. The scene with Viserys, where she told him that she would not be able to handle another pregnancy after already losing five children before or shortly after birth, really gave us a lot of insight into how she viewed her duty—to be a royal womb, as she said to Rhaenyra—and how she struggled so deeply with it. I do wish that the show had included the canonical detail that her mother, Princess Daella Targaryen, died giving birth to her because that would’ve made what happened to Aemma later in the episode even more heartbreaking and tragic.

But more importantly, that conversation between Viserys and Aemma also makes Viserys’ decision to let Aemma bleed out via c-section so that their son could be born alive even darker and crueler. I also appreciated that the writers chose to focus so much on Aemma’s face and Aemma’s confused fears during her final moments alive onscreen. The viewers know without a doubt that Aemma didn’t consent to the medical procedure and that neither Viserys nor Maester Mellos informed her of what was to be done to her before they did it. Aemma died horribly, without even understanding what or why it was happening, because of Viserys’ selfish, brutal act. And at the end, he’s cradling the son who lived only a few hours and is unable/unwilling to even look at the wife whom he just had murdered.

At first, I didn’t like that the show runners decided to cut between those scenes and the tourney scenes, but I changed my mind by the end of the sequence. During the tourney, you see man after man decide to continue fighting to the death after being unhorsed in the joust. They’re fighting for honor and glory. There isn’t even a real war going on, and they’re killing or getting killed for some praise and the potential of getting some money and maybe a knighthood. Yes, those things are incredibly important in their society—tourneys are one way that knights and aspiring knights can support themselves financially and find lords to support them—but the scene exposes the pointless, violent horror of it all. As Rhaenys the Queen Who Never Was, says to her husband, Corlys Velaryon, they’re not even preparing to fight a real war. They’re green knights with hot blood and “balls full of seed,” so of course they’re killing each other during trials by arms rather than surrendering. And of course Viserys chooses his son’s life over his wife’s: he thinks that it’s the best way to avert a succession crisis. And the rest of the show is going to demonstrate just how pointlessly violent and futile that act was.

Finally, I just want to reiterate how happy I am that the show primarily focused on how Aemma’s death inflicted tremendous pain on her and her daughter, Rhaenyra. And Rhaenyra was ultimately proven terribly correct when she said in the beginning that all of the septas, midwives, and maesters were looking out for the baby but not for Aemma.

#house of the dragon #aemma arryn #viserys targaryen #viserys i targaryen #rhaenyra targaryen #rhaenys targaryen #rhaenys the queen who never was #corlys velaryon

[angelltheninth]

Arcane men (cough cough Vander) finding out you’re pregnant? also what they’re like throughout it

I like how Vander is singled out here, you have good dilf taste Anon.

Pairing: Viktor, Jayce, Silco, Vander, Ekko, Marcus, Finn, Local Cuisine x Reader

Tags: established relationship, pregnancy, soothing kisses, cuddles

A/N: If there's something I love more than writing Arcane men in smutty scenarios its Arcane men being incredibly soft for their SO. Although sometimes its both. But this one is just wholesome.

Viktor would be happy about the news but wrack his brain about when it happened cause he could swear that the two of you were being careful about it.

It's not that he doesn't want the baby or anything like that, he's just a really big fan of planning things through first. Yet despite this being a bit of a surprise for both of you it's the kind of surprise that he looks forward to seeing the results of.

"You're pregnant darling? But we were being careful. When could we have... oh, oh wait... you came to visit me at the lab that night and we... yes it must be when it happened. Am I happy about it? Of course I am, surprised to be sure, but I look forward to meeting the baby. I just can't believe we literally made it in the lab."

Jayce was more than happy to hear the news, he was actually the one who brought up the subject of having a baby and was very happy when you said you wanted too as well.

Since his own dad wasn't around he wants to be able to be the best dad possible for his kid. He might be a little too excited though as he starts buying baby stuff pretty soon into your pregnancy, but it's fun to watch him in the baby section with such an intense expression like he's trying to figure out an equation.

"Oh good morning babe, you look happy, what's up? You're pregnant?! Really?! That's amazing! Oh I have to... we need to celebrate! What do you want to do, I'll take you anywhere. And we need to tell everyone. I bet they'll be happy too. My mom always wanted a grandkid, and I'm sure Viktor and Caitlyn would love to be the godparents and... mmm... or we could just kiss for a while, that works."

Silco was seemingly neutral about the news at first but only because Jinx was excitedly jumping around and already thinking of names for her new sibling.

When she was out of the room however he walked over, took your hand in his and placed a gentle kiss on the back of it. He's pretty happy about the news but this also means that he's gonna have to make sure none of his enemies catch wind of too soon. He doesn't want to put you and the baby in danger.

"Ah, sorry about that sweetheart, but you know how excited she can get. Am I excited. Of course, I wouldn't have finished inside you that night if I didn't want another child. Don't worry I promise you're gonna have the best care and security possible. And no more Shimmer for you until you're pregnant."

Vander already has plenty of kids to take care of so what's one more, especially one that he's having with you.

He was actually worried about you at first because his first thought was that you got sick. But when you told him you were pregnant he couldn't help but swoop you into his arms and twirl you around while giving you a big kiss.

"You doin alright there darlin? You're not sick are you? In a way? What do you mea... you... you're pregnant? Really now? No, no, I'm happy, of course I am. Hey, kids! Get over here, we got some big news to tell you!

Ekko wasn't sure how to take the news at first. Pregnancy was quite risky with the rebellion happening and things with Piltover about to blow up in everyone's faces at any moment.

He will take responsibility of course and he won't make you do anything you don't want, he'll just have to make extra sure that you and the baby are safe. If anything making the world a better place is even more of a priority now, he wants the child to have a bright future ahead.

"Pregnant? Are you sure Firefly. Ah... damn. I didn't mean you would actually... huh? Hey come one you know well enough that Zaun and Piltover are moments away from tearing each other apart. And now... I'm sorry alright? We should have both been more careful. It's not that I don't want to a family with you, of course I do, I just hoped that the world would be a better place when we made that decision. I... I will make it better, we will make it better. For them. For everyone. I promise."

Marcus was quite happy that you're pregnant since the two of you have been trying for a while now.

He was at work when you he was notified that there's an emergency at home. So naturally he raced there as fast as possible. He thought there was something wrong only to welcomed by a big hug and kiss. He was confused before you told him the good news, after that he seemed happier than he'd been in quite some time.

"Sweetheart what's wrong, what's the emergency? Are you alright? Is Ren safe? Are you... mmm... oh ok wow, uh... what, what's going on? Why did you call me if there's no emergency? There is? Well what is it then. Ah... you... we... we're having a baby? You're pregnant? Yes, we have been trying for a while now haven't we? I'm sure Ren's gonna be happy to get a sibling."

Finn never, ever planned to be a father. In fact he went out of his way to avoid that possibility at all cost, even with you.

When you first tell him he's completely silent, he doesn't even pick up his lighter or a cigar. He leaves for a little bit to think about it. When he comes back you can tell that he's had a little Shimmer. You think he'll tell you to get rid of it but instead he pulls you into a hug, his hands running across your stomach as he curses himself for not being careful but promising to see this through with you.

"Sweetcheeks. I missed you too, so what do you say we get rid of these clothes and... what? You're pregnant? It's mine? Well of course it is, I know damn well you haven't been sleeping with other people. Shit. No, look just... just give me a bit ok? Don't go anywhere. Ok, I've had some time to think and... why are you crying? Get rid of it? Why would I make you do that? It's me I'm pissed off at not you. You doll... I won't leave you. I might be a crimelord but I ain't a complete monster. Come here, I'll take care you both. Promise."

LC didn't quite see himself as a family man, at least not starting a family, so the news came as quite a shock.

After he's recovered from the shock though he realizes that he's probably gonna have to work harder to support you and the baby since you're gonna need to take a break from work for a while. But he also wants to be there as much as possible for you and the baby so he always takes days off despite some of his clients not liking that.

"You've been acting a bit strange for the past few days doll. Is everything ok? You have something to tell me? Is it good news or bad? Good? Well lay it on me then. Pregnant? Pregnant. Oh. Uh... alrighty then. Um... well... it's just that... having a family was never in the plan and... honestly I'm a little scared. But I know you are too. And... and I'll be here for you, every step of the way ok? I just... need to let the news wash over me. Haha, yes I think cuddles and kisses will help a lot."

#arcane #arcane x reader #arcane smut #viktor x reader #jayce x reader #silco x reader #vander x reader #ekko x reader #marcus x reader #finn x reader #viktor #jayce talis #jayce talis x reader #local cuisine x reader #silco #vander #ekko #marcus #finn #league of leguends #league of legends x reader #league of legends smut #arcane headcanon #arcane imagines

[readychilledwine]

Hi girl!! I don't know how to say this, but I love your writing and your sooo creative. I just wanted to say, im giving birth in a couple of weeks and it just hit me that I'm going to have a KID, LIKE WTH??? I did my research so there's nothing to worry about and I'm financially stable, its just, WEIRD??? I'm going to pop a baby out??please give some advice bc my hubby seems really cool about it and I'm just WHAT??😭

Trigger warnings- baby, mom life, and labor talk. Super long post 💕

✨️Congratulations to both of you and welcome to the hot moms club✨️

I went through an induction that turned into an emergency c section, so keep that in mind when reading my advice since I am not sure what form of labor you are opting for.

During Labor/Your hospital stay:

Bring a comfort idea to the hospital for before "active" labor and after. I brought my own pillow, and that made a world of difference. It was nice having something so familiar afterwards.

Don't eat anything you don't want to risk coming back up. Some hospitals will allow you to eat. Try to stick to the ice, juice, jello, or pudding. Italian shaved ice was also an option for me. And do bring snackies for after. You deserve it.

Don't panic if your birth plan does not turn out to be how birthing goes. I had planned on natural labor, no pain medication. I went in to be induced at 9pm December 13, by 2am I was in a lot of pain, by 7am I had an epidural.

Not to scare you, but the epidural can cause a few different reactions. Don't let that stop you from getting it. You HAVE to allow yourself to be as comfortable as possible, and your birth team will handle whatever curves are thrown their way.

If you are physically able to, do golden hour. In case it is called something different for you, golden hour is a full hour where the nursing staff leaves you and baby alone for skin to skin and nursing time. Tell your man I'm sorry, but he can wait. That hour is essential for building breastmilk supply if you're going to be EBF or EP. He can have baby after.

And let him have baby after. Daddy needs his own hour where baby is getting skin to skin with him.

It's going to be hard, but try not be mad if baby daddy sleeps after labor. He's going to have spent the last how ever long you were in labor in a heightened state of fight or flight because the woman he loves is in pain and there is nothing he can do for you. It's painful and all the exhausting for us. It's mentally and emotionally exhausting for them.

Do not (under any circumstances) let them force you into handling feedings one way or the other. Fed is best. Period.

Do not allow them to force you to have a nurse who makes you uncomfortable in any way. I know it's hard, but if a nurse is making you feel like you aren't doing enough, aren't listening to them, are making a wrong choice, ASK FOR A NEW NURSE. They should be supporting you.

If you're at a hospital where mom and baby sleep in one room, don't hesitate to say yes if a nurse asks if you want baby to go to nursery for a little bit. You both will need sleep. You deserve sleep. That nap will be precious. Trust me.

For home:

During bathing, try a swaddle method. It uses two towels, but it helps baby feel safe and secure. Here's a little link to an article about them

Take. Time. With. No. Visitors. You and baby daddy deserve time to adapt to your LO. It's a totally different ball game. We had 2 weeks alone. 2 weeks with just our parents. 2 weeks with our siblings. Then we opened the house to visitors who messaged us first.

Establish boundaries from jump. I made a post about on SM with a picture of our boundaries. Baby daddy enforced it.

Enjoy those 2am cuddles. They go away so fast 🥺

If you do not mentally feel okay, tell people you trust. Immediately. PPD/PPA can quickly become postpartum psychosis when left untreated.

Remember you're gorgeous. Even if you don't feel that way. You literally grew a human. It is the most selfless thing you could do for your family, and in my opinion, the closest thing to magic.

Remember to be kind to yourself and baby daddy. You're both learning. It's hard. So hard.

Never feel guilty for a few minutes of screen time. Sophia gets about 30 minutes a week spread out throughout the week. Ms. Rachel is a great help.

From my baby daddy to yours

Get her the food she's been craving that she "can't have" which also meant you couldn't have it for her first post labor meal. Lizzy wanted sushi. Baby momma got her sushi.

Take pictures of her with your kid. Constantly without her knowing. Those pictures will get you through the work day.

Get up with her at night. We helped make the baby. We help with the baby.

No yelling. No fighting. I said one thing to Lizzy I regret deeply, and I don't know if she's genuinely forgiven me for it. This is hard on your baby momma. If she needs to vent. Let her. Don't fight her. Just get her down for a nap, man. That's all you can do sometimes.

Never tell her to sleep when the munchkin sleeps. That statement is the most unhelpful thing anyone said to Lizzy. Tell her instead to lay down and try to get some sleep, and you will listen for crying. She needs the comfort of knowing someone else is there.

Don't allow anyone to shame her for anything. I learned I will throw hands over someone shaming Lizzy. Luckily, it was with my brother. We're good now.

Make sure she gets to shower every day.

Love her. Love her and look out for any signs of her not being okay. Lizzy's was staring off into nothing and crying way too much.

Make sure you schedule time for both of you to get away and let her enjoy said time.

Skin to skin. Daily.

Lastly, get her a pump if she's breastfeeding. Trust me. It will help build supply, and it allows you to feed the little one.

If you two need ANYTHING, message me. I don't have all the answers, but I might have advice. 💕

Here's a few products we love for Sophia, too. Some of them are pricy. We apologize.

Dreamland weighted Swaddle

Diaper cream spatula

Calmoseptine Ointment

Bums and Roses - softest pj's ever and you can get matching ones.

Momcozy nail file

Lizzy's favorite stationary pump*

Lizzys favorite on the go/work pump*

The bottles baby daddy uses to feed Sophia sometimes

*check to see if insurance will help*

Overall, just enjoy your time together and your sweet little baby.💕💕

Ps- thank you for the compliments! I was so excited to give advice I almost brushed over them 🥺

#ms rachel #elizabeths.updates #send asks #send anons #mom life #elizabeths.babydaddy

[russellsppttemplates]

Papa's lookalikes (Pierre Gasly)

The Gasly genetics are much too strong

Note: english is not my first language, here is some dad!Pierre content that was requested by three people! Which is amazing, and only when I noticed the pattern of request did I realise that dad!Pierre content on this account is so low and I apologise for not bringing this sooner!

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm not actively taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so but know that I'm not certain when I'll be able to tend to them!

Tw: childbirth via c-section (epidural mentions a needle), postpartum, breastfeeding

You and Pierre walked in the waiting room area and checked your name in, the lady in the reception saying that they would call you in once the room was ready, "It's amazing how this is the fourth time we're doing this and I'm still excited as if this was the first", youe husband said as he rubbed his hand over your clothed bump, feeling the baby kick when he rested his hand near your thigh, "Oh, you're very active today, hopefully you'll finally let the doctor tell us if someone is going to be outnumbered in the house", he teased, knowing fully well the ground you stood on, "it's a girl, I can feel it", you smiled confidently. Smirking, your husband looked at you in the eye, "by their stubbornness in remaining seated, I too am starting to think that they do take after you and Élodie, all girls' traits", earning a flick of his ear as the doctor called for you, Pierre helping you up with his hand as you walked in, "Pierre, Y/N, it's so nice seeing you again, and so well too!", she commented, stretching her arm so you could lay on the examination bed, "so, from the information I have you're doing all good, only this little one is in pelvic position", she said as she looked over the notes from the appointment, "Yes, very stubborn", you said while you lifted you top to rest under your boobs, Pierre's hand latching to yours while the doctor squeezed the gel on your skin. Moving the device around, you heard the baby's heartbeat, that never failed to bring big smiles to both your faces before she exclaimed, "A-ha! Seems today is a good day, congratulations, you're going to be parents of another little girl!", she announced as you fistbumped the air, "again, I'm always right, amour", you said as Pierre shook his head as he leant down to kiss your forehead, mesmerised by the sight on the screen.

Stopping by the balloon shop to grab a few pink coloured ones, the lady at the front helping you out them in a closed box and congratulating you on your expanding family before you headed to the kids' school to pick them up. Walking to the gate with Pierre, one of the other mother's who was also waiting did a double take when she saw you and Pierre holding hands before doing another take at your bump, "Hi Lucie", you waved, feeling a bit uneasy at her speechless stare, "Hi Y/N, Pierre. Sorry, I just didn't know you were pregnant again, congratulations!", she said as you smiled when you heard your kids yell for you, "Guys, no need to yell, I can hear all of your perfectly fine!", you stated as you caressed the top of their heads as their hands travelled to your bump, caressing and kissing them like they had seen their father do so many times before. Bidding goodbye to the other parents, Louis pointed out something interesting, "Papa, that was the lady I told you about the other day, you know? She is Théo's mama and she asked him if he knew if you and mama were together", the stated simply, the nearly seven year old not understanding the meaning behind his words, "Oh really?", you questioned as you got to the car, opening the door and making sure they were all buckled in safely, "yes mama, it was in the week you were really sick and you didn't come to drop and get us from school", he referred to the time period a few weeks ago that your sickness wouldn't allow you to go anywhere in a car, appreciating the food things about remote work while you recovered and how your husband took all the school runs like a charm. "No need to wonder about her shock when she saw my bump then", you said to Pierre once you two got in your seats, his hand on your thigh while he reversed out of the parking spot, "they all want my man but guess who's having his fourth child? Fourth child, ladies", you said as you made your way home, "you cannot be jealous, mon coeur, seriously?", your husband chuckled, "I know our relationship, but I don't really like other people snooping around, especially these mothers who don't see me for a week and assume our marriage is out for good", you mumbled.

When you got home, the box caught your childrens' eyes, "What's that, papa?", they asked once they saw his remove it from the boot, "you have to go inside, leave your shoes by the door and get your things to your rooms and then come to the living room so that we can show you, okay? And no running on the stairs, please", you stated, the little heads nodding as they made their way in.

The box was in the middle of the living room when the kids came down, you sat on the sofa with a few pillows around you in an attempt to soften the aches pregnancy has been giving you, "Mama, papa, c'mon! Tell us!", your oldest, Alexandre, now at 10 years old pleaded, "so, me and mama went to her doctors appointment today and we found out if you're having a baby sister or a baby brother", Pierre began, Élodie squealing as the boys gasped, "and inside this box we have some balloons to announce to you guys!", he finished, Louis' hands already on the lid to open it, "Can I?", he asked as Pierre got up, "You close your eyes and when I tell you to you open them, okay?", they nodded to their father's suggestion as their hands covered their eyes. Your husband opened the box as the pink balloons with It's a girl written in then popped out, "you can open now!" and the looks on each of their faces was every bit amazing as you had hoped, their eyes shining brightly as the colour before turning to you, "You guys are going to have a baby sister!", you said as they rushed to you, hugging you and the bump, "Careful with mama, guys!", Pierre warned and your oldest rolled his eyes playfully, having heard this many times before, "I wanted a baby brother but I guess Élodie now also has someone to share her room with", your youngest boy pitched in, earning giggles from everyone, "mama is having a baby, mama is having a baby", Élodie sang as she smiled at her father.

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"Thank you again for coming, we seriously wouldn't know how to do it without your help", you said to Pierre's parents who had travelled to spend a few days with you, knowing that now that you were full term the baby could come any day, "Chérie, no need to thank us! Now go and rest because you need it, have a relaxing night", she said as she closed the guest's bedroom door. All three kids were in bed when you and Pierre walked inside your bedroom, sitting down for a bit to ease the pain that had been building on your lower back, "Do you want a massage, mon coeur?", he asked as you started to change into your pyjamas, "I don't think so, but I could do with some cuddles though", you tempted as your husband was quick to respond, taking off his top and getting into bed, his arms opened as you got yourself comfortable as close to him as your bump allowed, "these days have been so crazy, and I know it will only get crazier when this little princess joins us but I can't wait to do it with you all over again, you're the best thing that's ever happened to me along with our children and I want to be there for the five of you, always", he said as he kissed your lips almost as a seal of his promise, "I know, my love. I never expected to feel like this, but at the end of the day you are what matters to me the most", you smiled as you kissed his chest snuggling further into him. You were about to say something when you felt something like a prickle on your belly, the sensation not even lasting a full second before you got up to go to the bathroom, getting there and feeling a amniotic fluid going down your legs, "Is that your waters?", Pierre asked from the bedroom, already grabbing his phone as he headed to you, knowing the next steps to take, "can you message Dr Dupont while I change, please?", you asked as you grabbed a towell to clean yourself. Minutes later, you got a call from Dr Dupont, "Hi Y/N, you can come to the hospital, I'm on call tonight! How are you feeling?", she asked, "Hi, oh how wonderful, just the right timing I suppose! I'm good, same as the last few days", you said before she reminded you of the last minute things you should pack if you hadn't already, packing them in while Pierre went to the room his parents were staying in to let them know.

"Y/N, chérie, can I come in?", you heard Pascale from your bedroom door, "Yes, sure, sorry to wake you at this time of the night again but this one has her own plans I guess", you giggled as she gave you a hug, "Baby number four is coming, oh I'm so excited. Don't worry, myself and Jean have everything under control here, you just go and do your thing while we hold those little monsters here", she smiled as you noticed Pierre grabbing the bags, "Are we ready to go, amour?", earning a nod from you, his mother kissing bot of your cheeks before you made your way to the hospital.

When they say the more you have kids, the more relaxed you feel about the whole thing is true, you and Pierre made your way over to the hospital singing the songs that were playing on the radio, pointing out new building you hadn't noticed and even a new coffee shop. Reaching the entrance desk, you waited for the nurse to give you a form to fill before you were taken to a room so your doctor could check on the baby, by now the pain very bearable, almost like a lower back ache, "Let's see if this little girl has turned upside down", she said as she moved the device around, the image on the screen clearly showing her head was beside your boobs, "Well, you know what that means", she smiled softly. It had been a reoccurring conversation when the probability that your daughter would turn started getting smaller and smaller and the weeks went on, so you and Pierre were prepared for the c-section given that it was the safest way to bring her into the world.

After doing the rest of the check up, the medical team took you to the OR and prepped you while Pierre go to put on a pair of blue scrubs the nurses gave him, coming into the room when you were getting the epidural, the nurse asking him if he wanted to help you sit on the bed, "I've never needed to look at the needle and it's not going to change now", you said as you felt the swab cleaning your skin hit the mattress and the nurse let out a little giggle before you felt a pinch, the nurse reminding you to stay as still as possible before hearing an "all done!".

Laying down, Pierre held your hand, minding wires and catheters attached and dripping on them as the doctors poked around to check your sensitivity and moving with the procedure, "bit different from the last few times, eh Y/N?", your doctor asked while she did her job, "Definitely, this has been the calmest one despite you cutting me open", earning a laugh from everyone as Pierre kept kissing your hand and head, whispering sweet nothings.

When you finally saw your baby girl over the blue sterile sheets, tears pooled on your eyes as she let out her first cry and, since you were covered by sheets and the monitor sensors checking your vitals, you had told Pierre that he would be the one doing skin to skin with baby Celeste, "take your top off", you whispered, Pierre not even making the mildly sexual comment he would make another time as he took his scrub top off, his hands holding his daughter's body carefully before he snuggled her on his chest, the little noises she was making stopping once she felt her papa's warm skin and heartbeat on her own pink skin. While the medical team closed you up, he leaned down to plant a kiss on your lips, thumb drawing soft circles over your shoulder as his heartbeat thumped in your ear while you looked at your baby girl getting checked up for her height, weight and general health, "Thank you, once again you were incredible through all of it", he mumbled against your lips, "Oh, this little one looks like she has her father's eyes too", the nurse that happened to be in your two last births and was there for your fourth too commented as she wrapped your daughter in the blanket, "Oh, I've been a familiar cast member on this show called "Mother or impostor", I'm on my tenth season", you joked, referring to the fact that every child you had seemed to have their father's eyes.

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Recovery was going well despite the surgery and overall the kids had been pretty good too, always carefully when they got near you, no matter how much they wanted to hug and climb on your lap, but always doting on their little sister, especially Élodie, who felt like she had a live doll to play with, always helping you when it was time to choose her outfit for the day (even if it was a simple babygrow) and peppering the smallest kisses in her sister's hands, while the boys, although sometimes cheeky, always wanted to help around and make sure mama and Celeste were doing good. "Let's see if mama is awake", you heard your husband's voice from the corridor and into the bedroom, "She is, look! Celeste is hungry and I wanted to check with you if you wanted to feed her or if I should grab a bottle", he said as he placed her on your outstretched arms, one hand unclipping the nursing bra while you admired your daughter, at nearly twelve weeks old already looking so different everyday. While she suckled on your nipple, Pierre sat next to you as he too enjoyed the cuddle, "the boys asked if we could go to karting today", he began, "and while I can take them on my own just fine, it could be a nice family day out", he suggested, "I called and they said that there are not many people going on weekdays and we might be lucky that we have it all for ourselves", he said, "I've told you I feel good already!", you smiled, sensing that the only thing keeping him from doing it was his concern for your wellbeing. Yes, the c-section took a toll on your body and four children, despite having your parents in law's help at the first weeks, was a big thing to manage, you had been incredibly lucky that Celeste was the calmest baby ever, definitely knowing what she wanted and asking for it right away until her needs were satisfied. You didn't even say it outloud too much in case you'd be jinxing it but at the worse case scenario, she would wake up once (once!) during the night and that was quite rare even, and her siblings had been very good at understanding how she needed a bit more of your attention, making you and Pierre able to spend time with each of them still in order that none of them felt neglected or left behind.

Once every kid was dressed and had been to the toilet, backpacks were packed and ready in the car, you made your way over to the karting track, Élodie staying with you drawing on her book while Pierre helped the boys dress and set up, "are Louis and Alexandre going to race today?", she asked, "yes, ma petite", you said, kissing her forehead before adjusting little Celeste in the sling you had against your chest, the little girl sleeping through the noises around, "she really sleeps a lot, doesn't she mama?", your daughter asked, "She does, right? It's so she can grow up and then play with you when she's older, bug", you smiled as you saw the boys going for their first lap, your husband joining you shortly after. "You know, my uterus is screaming right now? And it's all your fault", you told him, "What do you mean? Are you in any pain?", your husband asked, worried that maybe this was way to early for you to leave the house, "Because it spent, between the two of them, around 18 months to grow them from cells this size", you pinched your pointer finger and thumb together, "to these beautiful and healthy children, with fully functioning organ systems and now they're going all speedy and making undercuts", you said half jokingly, understanding the risks but also enjoying how happy they were that you had allowed them to do that, knowing how safe they were too.

Pierre giggles, his laugh intensifying when Élodie chipped in, "And I'm going to race soon, right papa? When I turn six!", she said and you hit your forehead with your hand, "You're still off for a few years, I guess", you spoke to Celeste, kissing her head as you watched the boys race eachother, your whole family in the same place enjoying themselves, even if Pierre already had some coloured stain on his linen shirt and the boys would probably give you a heart condition before you got to retirement.

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It's Givin

First Lady of Private Garden Instagram AU

Liked by jackharlow, urbanwyatt, druski2funny, saweetie, dualipa, and 6,387,902 others

y/ninsta: it's givin boss bitch!

photo cred 📸: my boo urbanwyatt

jackharlow: GOT DAMN! My wife fine AS HELL 😍😍😍

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jackharlow: maggieharlow look... you want a grandchild don't you!?!?

maggieharlow: jackharlow but I don't need to hear about how you made my grandchild either 🙄

urbanwyatt: jackharlow Maggie about to whoop that ass again 🤭🤭🤭

lilnasx: yasss sis! love it!

y/ninsta: lilnasx please tell me you're coming to Miami!! I miss you!!

saweetie: so we can witness you getting bent OVER A BALCONY with Jack fucking your brains out again?

y/ninsta: saweetie idk what you're talking about 🙃

lilnasx: y/ninsta yes the fuck you do

sza: even with the doors closed we could STILL hear yall

urbanwyatt: sounds like everyday life for me 😫

urbanwyatt: they be going at it morning, noon, and night 😭😭

jackharlow: do yall not see how gorgeous she is? And y/ninsta baby don't play with me because when we get there I'll make sure you remember

normani: look as long as yall don't put me in the room next to you idc

lilnasx: I vote urbanwyatt gets it. he's used to it anyway.

urbanwyatt: HEY!

dualipa: thanks for calling me to be in the video! love ya lots!

jackharlow: EXCUSE ME?!?! y/ninsta explain this. so she just be terrorizing me and you let her be in the video?!?

y/ninsta: jackharlow she’s a boss bitch babe! I only want the best and she’s one of them

dualipa: y/ninsta I’m better at something else too but you’re husband is such a hater and won’t let me have a taste

jackharlow: dualipa THE ONLY ONE TASTING ANYTHING ON Y/N IS ME

dualipa: jackharlow your days are numbered. mark my words. she’s going to get tired of looking at your big ass forehead one day 🙄

urbanwyatt: dualipa lmaooooo he do got a big head don’t he? 😂

druski2funny: thank goodness for the curly hair to cover it he got from maggieharlow 😂

jackharlow: dualipa imma kick your ass and urbanwyatt druski2funny NOT HELPING

dualipa: jackharlow if your kids get your big ass head R.I.P. Y/N’s vagina

y/insta: dualipa I said the same thing when I thought he got me pregnant that one time 😂

jackharlow: y/ninsta you don’t have a problem with my big head down below

y/ninsta: jackharlow sure don’t but dualipa has a point. imma schedule a c section because issa no for me dawg

jackharlow: y/ninsta seriously?!?!

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jackharlow: y/ninsta if you love me so much let me at them thighs real quick 😍👀

y/ninsta: jackharlow gimme a massage first and I’ll think about it

jackharlow: y/ninsta I’ll give you one but... no clothes allowed 😉

saweetie: jackharlow watch it, you already got caught once by your momma

jackharlow: saweetie she’s caught us before when we were 17 😂

claybornharlow: I remember that! LMAOOOOO

urbanwyatt: yall were both grounded for 2 weeks but STILL snuck out and saw each other

sza: I need the full story! spill it!

saweetie: you two literally just fuck yall life away 😂🤣

jackharlow: my parents we’re supposed to be at this event and they came back early and I was deep in y/ninsta like about to cum and then BAM! door swings open 😂

lilnasx: why am I not surprised? yall be living life on the edge with yall sex stories 😂

normani: I know jackharlow was red as a tomato when it happened 🤣😂

y/ninsta: jackharlow of course your dumbass didn’t lock the door. too concerned about getting your dick wet 🙄

jackharlow: y/ninsta I was trying to hurry up before they got back!

y/ninsta: jackharlow locking a door takes two seconds!

jackharlow: OH and here’s the thing..... they closed the door and let us finish 😂

saweetie: jackharlow WHAT?!?! y/ninsta confirm this ma’am

theestallion: jackharlow y/ninsta yall are a HOT ASS MESS

y/ninsta: saweetie yes lol and then we got grounded for 2 weeks but we still saw each other lol

jackharlow: y/ninsta BABY! remember the time on our flight to Australia?

urbanwyatt: NO! WORSE FUCKING SHIT EVER. I HEARD EVERYTHING

y/ninsta: jackharlow ooh yes!! good times!! urbanwyatt stop being so dramatic

urbanwyatt: y/ninsta WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!? I did hear everything on that tiny ass plane! 

saweetie: I literally just knew yall were a part of the mile high club 🙄

dualipa: well I’m not soooo y/ninsta you wanna teach me a few things?

jackharlow: dualipa that’s it. considered yourself BLOCKED

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