Okay so @mayhemmanaged reblogged something from @ohtobeleah and now I can't stop picturing DHTN!Jake with his and Scouts newborn??
Imagine Scout waking up in the middle of the night to find Jake not in bed with her. His side of the bed isn't cold, so she knows he hasn't been up for long. She gets out of bed, still half asleep and wanders through the house. She smiles when she hears Jake making cooing noises in the nursery. Quietly, she comes to the open door, finding her husband holding the gurgling baby in his arms.
Imagine how tiny his newborn son would be in his arms as he gently rocks him from side to side.
"You got me wrapped 'round your little finger just like your mama, huh Cowboy?" he'd say softly. Their son lets out another gurgle and Jake smiles widely down at him.
"Ya know," Jake continues, eyebrows raising, "There was a time there that I was worried I wouldn't get to meet you."
Their son lets out a small cry and Jake chuckles.
"I know," he coos, holding the tiny infant's hand in his much larger one. "Your mama wouldn't give me the time of day for the longest time. She drove me crazy, but it only made me want her more."
He hums thoughtfully. "Had to prove myself to her first. Your mama wasn't going to settle for just anyone, but I knew I'd win her over. Knew it from the moment I laid eyes on her."
"He's not even a month old, and you're already spinning him yarns?" she'd ask. Jake would jump slightly, and the little boy would cry in protest. Scout would rest her arm on Jake's shoulder, leaning over to comfort their little one.
"It's not a yarn if it's true," he'd chuckle, leaning down to place a soft kiss to her cheek. "Did I wake you?"
"No," she'd sigh happily, now resting her head against Jake's arm. "And you and I remember those events very differently."
"How's that?" he'd ask, cocking his eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips.
"I remember you sticking your foot in your mouth quite a bit, for starters."
"You shouldn't lie in front of the baby, darlin'. It's a filthy habit."
"It's not a lie if it's true," she'd tease, throwing his words back at him. He would chuckle, and stare back at her with an adoring gaze. He'd look down at their son, adoration growing.
"We made him," he'd whisper, awestruck. Scout would reach up to place a kiss to his temple.
"Yes, we did."
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Marc walked through the exit of the Metropolitan Museum of Art and onto 5th Avenue, glaring daggers at Steven through the reflection of the doors as he stepped onto the sidewalk. “If you’re gonna shove me to the front when you’re at work, you gotta give me a warning next time, bud.” Turns out, shitty bosses weren’t exclusive to the museums in London. His new manager wasn’t nearly as demeaning as Donna, but Steven still found himself overwhelmed enough to take the backseat right in the middle of his last tour. Marc had to stumble his way through it with his bad imitation of Steven’s accent, but they were finally off. Sorry, mate. Couldn’t really help it. You know the last thing I’d want is for those poor museum guests to have to hear you give them a tour of the Art of Renaissance England.
“Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Where do you want me to pick up dinner? And I swear if you say that vegan hotdog place again I’m gonna walk us into traffic.” Marc stopped abruptly when he bumped into a passerby on the street, and prayed that they hadn’t just heard him having a conversation with himself. “Sorry, you okay?”
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Halsin & Thaniel (Baldur's Gate)
Characters: Thaniel (Baldur's Gate), Halsin (Baldur's Gate), Wyll (Baldur's Gate), Astarion (Baldur's Gate), Lae'zel (Baldur's Gate), Shadowheart (Baldur's Gate), Karlach (Baldur's Gate)
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Bear Form Halsin (Baldur's Gate)
Series: Part 5 of my friend halsin
Summary:
Thaniel blinks. He feels dampness on his cheeks and he turns to see Wyll huddled, Astarion as if he plans to flee, and Gale, with both his hands up.
“He’s not just a bear, is he?” Gale asks. “And you’re not just a tiefling looking for his friend, I wonder. Look. If I ask my friends to stand down, maybe I can help.”
“Stay away!” Thaniel says. “You’re no better than the goblins!”
“In this moment, I suppose not. But I think I can help if you’ll let me.”
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In which Thaniel happens upon a band of merry travellers during his quest to free Halsin.
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Fic: i'll stand in the rain and tell you it will be warm again someday
Fandom: Shameless (US)
Length: 8,138
Rating: Mature
Status: Completed
Warnings: Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings
Relationship: Ian Gallagher/Mickey Milkovich
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe -- Canon Divergence, Bipolar Ian Gallagher, Accidentally Off Meds, Mickey Milkovich Typical Violence, Derogatory Language Used Casually, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending
Summary:
Oh fuck, Mickey knew he should’ve done something.
He should’ve said something. Should’ve grabbed Ian by the collar of his damn jacket and sat him down and told him to stay, like some obedient dog, because he’s got those big puppy eyes and Mickey knows it would have worked for at least long enough for them to figure out what was going on. Should’ve tried to bed him, told Ian he was getting into some new kink because he’s always so fucking amenable to Mickey’s whims because he’s sweet like that, and then handcuffed Ian to the bed and sat on his chest and made Ian talk to him, right then and there.
But he'd ignored the signs of trouble because — because it was Ian and he seemed —
Well, he'd had this laugh.
Okay, maybe it’d be better to start from the beginning.
Read here on ao3. To go to my profile, here.
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