#baby daddy says yes but not our current house

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Me after seeing this - "(insert baby daddy's legal name), can I have a library in our house?"

#elizabeths.updates #a literal dream #life goals #baby daddy says yes but not our current house #its evidently too small #time to buy a big house?

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Couldn't resist sending another in after going through your prompt list for your 3.5K celebration again 😁!

"How do babies get made?" For Arthur. Please make this as awkward as humanly possible for him 😂😈. I can't wait ❤️!

Hey there Brummie! Thanks for sending this in! I’m sorry it took me a bit to write. I love that you chose Arthur for this one because I could just see him melting from the awkwardness! I hope I hit the mark!! Enjoy! :)

I’D LOVE TO KNOW WHAT YOU THINK! - YOUR COMMENTS & REBLOGS HELP ME WRITE!

Part of my 3.5k celebration — find other stories here!

Put On the Spot

Arthur Shelby x Reader

Warnings: awkward Arthur

Word Count: 1139

Summary: Arthur gets put on the spot when his child asks him a rather interesting question.

“Daddy!!” Arthur’s two children exclaimed in unison as they bursted through the door and found him standing by the window. He knelt down to greet them, allowing them to nearly tackle him with a hug.

“I thought I saw you two coming up the drive,” he said to the kids, glancing at the door to see (Y/N) entering the house. Their eyes locked and he sent her a smile before focusing on his children again.

“We got to go for a long walk today!” Lily, the younger of the two children, said with glee.

“Did ya?” Arthur asked with raised eyebrows, showing his interest in the story. He kept glancing up at his wife, watching as she made her way to sit on one of the chairs. The glint that was present in her eyes immediately told him that she had something to say.

“Yes! Mum let us keep going and going, all the way down to the end of our road!” Maya, the eldest, chimed in, turning to smile at her mother once she was done talking.

“That sounds like a good time. I’m sorry I missed out on it,” Arthur frowned slightly as he looked between his daughters.

“That’s ok. You can come next time!” Lily accepted his apology before quickly throwing an idea out, one that Maya was nodding incessantly at.

“I’ll join ya next time then,” Arthur agreed on it, smiling at his two girls before he set his sights on (Y/N) once more. “How did you enjoy your walk, love?” he asked as he moved over to the back of the chair she was sitting on so that he could set his hands on her shoulders.

“It was…” (Y/N) paused, trying to find the correct word to fit the situation she’d just experienced, “interesting.”

“Interesting?” Arthur questioned, his brows furrowed.

“Yes,” she affirmed.

“Interesting how?”

“Maya asked me a question that caught me completely off guard,” (Y/N) shared. Arthur’s brows furrowed deeper.

“What was the question?”

“I told her to ask you it when we returned home,” she answered as she nodded her head towards their two daughters, who were now playing. “Go ask her,” she added with a tight lipped smile.

Arthur’s eyes shifted from his wife to his daughter and back again, hesitance clear in his actions. (Y/N) raised her eyebrows at him, a non verbal way of saying ‘go on’. Arthur looked at her for a moment longer before he slowly made his way to where the girls were playing.

“Maya…” he started, at first saying the little girl’s name like he was some shy child on the playground. Come on, Arthur, she’s eight…man up, he told himself, clearing his throat and trying another angle. “Maya, your mum said you had a question for me?” he asked her, more confidence present in his tone now.

Maya looked up the second she heard her father’s voice and was nodding instantly. “Oh yeah,” she started, standing up so that she could move closer to him. “How do babies get made?” she asked in an innocent voice, looking up at her father with her big, doe eyes.

Arthur froze when he heard her question. His eyes widened and his jaw went slack as he looked over to (Y/N), who was currently biting on her cheek to stop her laughter. She expected this sort of reaction from her husband, but seeing his face drain of its color as he mentally scrambled for an answer was even more entertaining in person.

Warning bells were going off in Arthur’s mind as he tried to figure out how he was going to respond to the child’s question. He tipped his head to the side as he weighed out the paths he could possibly take. Maya may not believe an imaginary answer, but (Y/N) would sure smack me upside the head if I went the real route, he debated his choices.

“Dad?” Maya asked, wondering why it was taking so long for him to respond.

“Uhh…” Arthur drew out the word, buying himself more time, “well, why’re you askin’, sweetheart?” he asked a question of his own.

Maya was happy to answer him: “well I was thinking back to when mummy had Lily in her belly, and I knew that she was in her belly because mummy said that she came out of it. But I want to know how Lily got put in mummy’s belly. I know she wasn’t there the whole time.”

Arthur nodded along with his daughter’s statement, thankful that she was really explaining because it gave him more time to think up an answer. That still didn’t mean that he had said answer when she was done talking though. He glanced over at (Y/N) then, seeing that she was waiting expectantly for his answer.

“Well, Maya…” he trailed off, swallowing thickly, “your mum and I love each other very much, and when two people love each other like your mum and I do, they decide that they’re going to have a baby,” he explained, silently hoping that the topic would end there.

But, of course, Maya had another question: “how did the baby get into mummy’s belly?”

“Well that happens when…”

“Alright Maya, don’t you have some school work you could be doing?” (Y/N) cut Arthur off before he could stick his foot into his mouth. He sent her a surprised, and relieved, look.

“But daddy was answering my question!” the girl responded, a pout present on her face.

“There’ll be time to answer it later. You have school tomorrow and work that needs to get done. Go on,” (Y/N) stayed firm, nodding towards the staircase.

“Fine,” Maya grumbled, turning and making her way to the steps so that she could go up to her bedroom.

Arthur looked to Lily, who had been playing without a care in the world, before his eyes found (Y/N)’s. “Why did you step in?” he just had to ask.

“You wanted to keep fumbling?” (Y/N) asked with raised eyebrows.

“I wasn’t fumbling,” he insisted, although he was unable to look her in the eye as he spoke.

“If that’s what you want to tell yourself, darling,” she smiled at him as she stood from her chair. She walked over to him then, waiting until she was standing in front of him to speak again: “it was cute to watch you though,” she stated, leaning in to press a quick kiss to his lips before she backed away, going to ascend the stairs.

Arthur let out a huff once she was gone. He looked down at Lily and shook his head, wondering how many years would pass before she, too, was asking these types of questions. Oh how he hoped he still had some time left.

**Got a bit carried away with this one…hope y’all don’t mind!

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Roman Reigns: Breaking News (Part II to Don't Forget the Strawberries and Whipped Cream.)

Author's Note: Didn't expect to make a Part II, but I couldn't resist after the positive feedback from Part I. Also, I do not own the image used in this. As always, enjoy!

Warnings: Strong language, mentions of death

Two Months Later

“Yes girl, I almost cussed that woman out. Talking to me like she stupid.” You laugh with your work bestie, Vallerie, on the phone while relaxing on the living room couch. You had a bowl of popcorn in your lap as you prepared for movie night with your husband, who should return home in a few minutes. He went out to get some dinner being that you both lacked the motivation to cook. However, with a storm now brewing outside, and your favorite Panda Express restaurant being thirty minutes away, he was a little late. You called his phone, but it went straight to voicemail. You rolled your eyes, having remembered telling your hardheaded husband to charge his phone which was at 10% earlier that day. No worries though, he was a safe driver, so you knew he’d be home shortly.

Lately, life has been great. Your newborn baby girl arrived on time, bringing joy to you and your husband’s life. 

He’s been a great support, always making sure he’s doing what he’s supposed to do as a new father. Your daughter was a complete daddy’s girl from the time she exited the womb. The bond between her and her father was heartwarming. You continue to reminisce as you flip through channels, trying to find a good horror movie, but stumbling upon the news instead.

Now, normally, you weren’t a person to watch the news as there was always something bad on it. And not surprisingly, tonight was no different. You look intensely at the TV as the news reporter starts reporting on yet another woman’s body being found in a local abandoned house. You shake your head, turning the volume up, but not too loud, you didn’t want to wake your baby girl who was lying in her bassinet next to the couch.

Good evening everyone, it is yet again another brutal murder victim found in this abandoned house that you all see behind me. The victim, currently referred to as Jane Doe, has yet to be identified as her body was found burned beyond recognition. Authorities say they received a call from a distraught man who’d been walking his dog along the sidewalk when his dog got loose and ran inside the abandoned building upon calling and calling for his dog, the dog finally returned with what appeared to be a hand in its mouth. That’s when the witness immediately called 911 informing authorities of what his dog discovered. Again, the victim has not been identified yet, but upon an autopsy, authorities are hoping to identify the victim and get the answers they need. As you know this is the 15th body that has been discovered in the past four months. Authorities are saying this victim is somehow connected to the previous murders. However, they will need to dig deeper to know for sure what it is, or most importantly, who it is that they’re dealing with. They have advised young women between the ages of 25 to 30 to stay indoors between the time range of 9 to 11 pm as it appears this killer or killers are targeting that age range between that time range. Furthermore………….

You gasp as the new reporter goes on just as your husband comes strolling through the front entrance, whistling to himself. You momentarily turn your head to look at your husband taking off his drenched raincoat.

“Hey baby, sorry I’m late. Weather was crazy out there, but anyways I got our food.” He chuckles lowly, holding up the slightly wet grocery bag that contained your food.

“I’m just glad you’re home safely. You had me worried when you didn’t answer your phone.” You say softly as he takes his shoes off and walks into the living room, placing the food on the coffee table.

“Baby girl,” He says bending down to plant soft kisses to your lips before his eyes flicker to the TV.

“Hmmm…..another murder? What the hell is going on?” he says, shaking his head as he walks over to your sleeping daughter.

“I swear, it’s getting worse and worse. They say this is the 15th murder in the past four months. It’s getting scary out here.” You sigh as you watch him bend down to your daughter’s sleeping form and kiss her cheeks. She stirs in her sleep, a small smile on her face before she stills peacefully. He then walks back over to you and sits next to you, opening your meals.

“Mmm this looks good.” You say as you say a quick prayer before diving into your food.

You were devouring your food, but you looked over and your husband was staring intensely at the TV. You scrunch your eyebrows as you glance at the TV as the reporter is now talking of the 14 women who have been killed in the past four months. You shake your head not even imagining being in their shoes or those of their families. Who could do such horrible things to these women? It damn near made you scared to go outside, but then again, you couldn’t allow yourself to become paranoid.

After all, not only did you need to enjoy life, but you also had a job to fulfill. You were currently a registered nurse working at the local hospital. This job required a lot of you, but you thoroughly enjoyed it as you loved helping people, as cliché as it sounds. You’d be returning to work soon in another two weeks or so as your supervisor wanted you to take some time until you can get settled in as a new parent. Lord knows you loved your baby girl but dammit if she didn’t keep you and your husband up at all times of the night.

You turn your attention back to your husband and again, he’s staring blankly at the tv. You snap your fingers in his face, snapping him out of Lala land.

“You okay baby?” you question, rubbing his shoulder.

He nods his head, smiling over at you.

“Yeah, it’s just…..seeing horrible shit like this just makes me think of you and how crazy I’d go if something ever happened to me. It makes me wanna protect you even more…..people are crazy out here.” He says taking your hands into his and kissing them.

You smile at him planting a kiss on his lips, “Well, if anyone ever tried me, I know I have 6 foot 3, 265-pound wild Samoan to whip their ass.” You tease.

“You know it. Hahaha Let’s change the channel and watch a movie. Smile?” he grins, grabbing the remote.

“Ugh….I heard that movie was creepy.” You frown playfully.

“Don’t worry princess, you can cuddle with me.” Joe teases, as he flips through Netflix.

~~

Two Weeks Later

You’ve finally returned to work after what felt like forever, every staff member greeting you with a warm welcome, having missed you just as much as you missed them. You’d just walked through the doors when your work bestie, Vallerie, greeted you with a bouquet of red roses and chocolate. You giggle, this girl was always spoiling you.

“Hey, my favorite baby mama! How’s my niece and bro-in-law?” she says, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, and walking alongside you.

“Girl they’re doing good. He’s actually off this week so he’ll be watching the little one until we can hire a babysitter.” You say as you both walk to the elevator to get onto the second floor in which you both worked. You were ecstatic that you’d be working nightshift with Vallerie because she always knew how to entertain you and make a long, boring shift go by.

“Girl I’m so glad we work together. We ‘bout to have some fun running off of Starbucks and adrenaline.” She giggles as you playfully roll your eyes at her.

“Chileeee, hopefully, there are no shenanigans tonight. I ain’t got time for these patient's attitudes tonight.” You say just as you two get on the elevator and you press the “2” button.

“Girl bye. Imma let ‘em know right now, don’t ask me for shit. I’m still a little hungover too.” She says, leaning her head against your shoulder.

“V, I’ve already told you about drinking before you get to work. One day they gon’ catch you and fire your ass.” You say sternly.

“And as soon as they do, I’m opening me an Only Fans account and selling feet pics to all the lonely weirdos.” She teases you as you both step off the elevator and onto the medical-surgical unit.

“Alright now…one day you gone get what you ask for. Ouch!” You grin pointing your finger at her as she bites it.

“I hope I do!” she laughs, as you both walk to the nurse’s desk immediately hearing call lights and bed alarms go off.

“Please tell me tonight is gonna be a good night. If not, I’m going back home.” You joke with the charge nurse, Carmen, who was tapping away at her computer.

She glances over at you before her eyes stretch in excitement.

“Heeey boo! We missed you so much! But unfortunately, I have some bad news.” She says pulling you into a hug as you playfully roll your eyes.

“Girl don’t tell me you’re giving me a bunch of mental patients.” You tease as she releases you.

“Naaah but it is gonna be a long and boring shift. Vallerie, you have seven patients already, all of them are pretty good, not requiring much. Y/n, you’re gonna be a sitter for one patient tonight.” Carmen says as Vallerie groans.

“Now how is it she come back and get only one patient?” Vallerie groans, rubbing her head.

“Calm down, V. She’s sitting with this patient as she’s good with the assault victims that we admit here,” Carmen says as she hands Vallerie her assignment charts.

“Oooh okay. Yeah, I think she’s more fit to do that than I am. But yeah, baby mama I’ll catch you in a minute, lemme see what these patients are about.” Vallerie says strolling off down the hall.

“Details.” You say as Carmen walks you down the opposite hall in which all the assault and mental patients are located.

“Yes, so she’s a 27-year-old female, African American admitted this afternoon after she was discovered unconscious behind a dumpster. She’s got slight bruising scattered all over her body, but she’s got a large bruise wrapped around her neck from where she was strangled. She’s very shaken up and was very uncooperative when she came to about an hour ago. The police were here about thirty minutes ago to investigate, but she would tell them anything. Listen, she’s very frightened, but I know you’ll take great care of her.” Carmen says as you nod your head.

“Girl so much is going on around here, makes me a little terrified.” You sigh as you stop in front of a room in which the nurse from the previous shift was watching the patient.

“She’s in here. Layla, this is Y/n. Y/n this is Layla. She’s one of the new nurses here. I’ll let you two do the shift report, so I’ll leave you to it. If you have any questions, lemme know.” Carmen says before strolling down the hall.

“Alright Layla, give me the run down. What am I dealing with?” You say as she smiles at you, pulling a chair next to her for you to sit.

“Okay so……”

~~

She gives you the report on your patient and you couldn’t help but feel sorry for the poor woman. She was a young woman with no family, going in and out of foster homes which led her to being homeless. She then started prostituting for money. Now she’s known as a streetwalker. According to Layla, she’d read that she was a familiar face with the law, having been arrested several times in the past. She sounded like she was a handful. However, it wasn’t an unfamiliar task for you. Being a nurse for so long, you were used to all types of personalities and attitudes in the hospital. The more you read about her the more familiar she sounded. You swear you might have gone to school with her. Maybe you could ask, but of course, you didn’t want to stress her by asking unnecessary questions. You finished reading up on her chart before you decided to introduce yourself to her.

You knock on her door, making sure to approach slowly, not wanting to alarm her.

“C-come in.” you hear a tiny voice say as you walk into the dimly lit room.

“Hi….my name is Y/n, I’ll be your nurse for tonight, okay? Do you need anything right now?” you ask softly as you stand at the foot of the bed to see the woman curled up into a ball like an unborn child in the womb. You couldn’t help but notice she was shaking like a leaf. It made your heart crumble.

“N-no. Umm…actually, may I have some water, please? M-my throat is a little dry.” She whispers finally looking over at you. Her eyebrows scrunch up.

“Of course. I’ll be right back. Just a moment.” You say quietly walking out of there as the air was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. You were used to this though. Usually, patients are a little timid and quiet upon first meeting you, but then they slowly warm up to you once they are reassured you are there to help and not harm them.

You quickly grabbed her a cup of water and began your journey back to her room as your phone buzzed. You stop walking momentarily to pull your phone from your pocket. It’s a text message from your husband.

Hey baby, don’t mean to disturb you but I wanted to check on you.

You smile to yourself as you quickly text him back.

Work is fine so far. How’s my little nugget?

A minute later you get a text back,

She’s actually with my mom. She wanted to see her grandchild, so I just dropped her off. I’m just cruising around the city.

You giggle, shaking your head at your mother-in-law. She loved her new granddaughter and every chance she got; she’d spend time with her. It didn’t matter about the time or place.

Well enjoy yourself, and be safe okay? I love you. See you at 7 tomorrow morning. You text back.

Always, love you. Goodnight. <3

~~

You get back to her room and give her the cup of water. You sit next to her bed as she quietly sips on her water. She kept looking down at her water and then back to you as if to study your face. She looked as if she wanted to ask you something but was too scared to do so. Maybe if you started a conversation, she’d warm up to you. She finished her cup of water before relaxing back in her bed.

“So…….” You say as your voice travels off.

“You look so familiar,” she says quietly.

You smile at her, “I was just saying the same thing about you.”

“What is your name again?” she asks as you answer her, “Y/n. Y/n Y/l/n.”

“D-did you go to Sapphire Hills High School?” she inquires, tilting her head at you.

“Why yes I did, did you?” you ask, getting comfortable in your chair.

“Yes, actually. Wait……you were a straight-A student. Very popular. Cheerleader, right? And….and you used to date the most popular boy in school. He was on the football team. Joe Anoa’i, right?” she says, sitting upright in her bed as if she cracked the code to the most precious puzzle.

“Haha Yes. Married him too.” You giggle holding up your hand to show her your ring delicately placed on your finger.

She pauses, looking a little surprised at this revelation. Married him? Surely, she hadn’t heard that right. You put your hand down, giving her a small smile. Had you said something wrong?

“Oh…..didn’t know he was married. But, I’m not surprised….you two were a cute couple in school. The talk of the whole school. So, ……how long have you two been married?” she asks, her shoulders slumping slightly which went unnoticed by you.

“Six years. Well, we’ll be celebrating six years next week.” You smile looking down at the ring he had specially made for you.

“Wow…that’s a very long time. A-any kids?” she asks as you nod your head, pulling out your phone to show her a picture of your baby girl.

“Yes, actually. Gave birth to her not long ago. She’s so precious.” You giggle, showing her a photo of your baby girl asleep.

“She’s so pretty…..” she says barely above a whisper.

“Thanks. She’s a daddy’s girl already. Got her dad wrapped around her tiny finger.” You grin, putting your phone back in your pocket.

“Haha yeah……” she says lowly, looking down at her fingers.

It grows silent before you cough slightly, wanting to continue the conversation.

“So…what about you? Married? Single? Kids?” you question, crossing your legs.

“Married? No. Kids? I do. A little girl………She’s three years old….. I miss her. Child protective services took her when they deemed me an unfit parent and her father not being a part of her life since I ran away from him…….” She answers, looking away at the window, her eyes seeming to water.

“Are you okay? Did I say something wrong? I’m so sorry. I-“she cuts you off.

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to get a little rest, please.” She says laying down in her bed and pulling the covers over her head as she turns her back to you.

You quietly nod your head and stand to your feet to exit her room. You hadn’t meant to upset her at all. You inwardly sigh as you exit her room to your little nurse’s station. You slump in your chair, feeling a headache form already. The last thing you wanted was to make a patient’s night worse than it already was. Minutes later Vallerie approaches you, her smile turning into a frown seeing the look on your face.

“Rough night already?” she says, taking a seat next to you.

“Girl….it’s gonna be a looooong night.” You say, rubbing your temples.

“Want some Doritos to get you through the night?” she says, opening a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos.

“Yeah…gimme some of those.” You sigh grabbing some of the delicious snack to soothe you.

Well…….that was unexpected…………………

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I need something cute and fluffy with Kylian where readers heavily pregnant and he always comes to the rescue like always coming home with cravings, cuddling, reassuring her everything’s gonna be ok, putting on a comfort movie, massaging her back and feet every night etc🫶🏼

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𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Kylian Mbappe x Female Reader

Word Count : 907

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As you sit on the cozy couch in your living room, your hand instinctively rests on your growing belly. It's been an eventful day, and now all you can think about is sinking your teeth into a delicious slice of chocolate cake. You reach for your phone and decide to text your boyfriend, Kylian, who should be finishing up his futbol meeting soon.

You type out the message, your fingers dancing across the screen, and eagerly hit send.

You: BABBBEEEEEEEEEEE….. How much do you love me? ;)

A few minutes later, as you wait for his response, you feel a small kick from your baby, as if it's echoing your craving for chocolatey goodness. "I know, I know... Daddy will bring us our food soon," you mumble as you rub your belly, feeling a mixture of love and anticipation.

Suddenly, a notification pops up on your phone, and your heart flutters with excitement. It's a message from Kylian.

Kylian: I love you a lot, princess. Is everything okay? I just finished practice. I should be heading home soon.

A warm smile spreads across your face, and you quickly reply, unable to contain your craving.

You: Yes, everything is fine... I was just wondering if you could bring me chocolate cake, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee with cake frosting!!!!!!

You press send, hoping he'd be up for this sweet indulgence. It doesn't take long before another message appears on your screen.

Kylian: Absolutely, my love! Consider it done. Anything for my two precious angels.

Your heart fills with gratitude and love for the thoughtful man you're lucky to call your boyfriend. The anticipation of enjoying that cake together makes you giddy.

30 minutes later, you hear the door creak open. Kylian steps into the house, carrying a small box in his hands. "Babe!" he calls out for you as he slips his shoes off. You quickly get up from the couch and practically run towards him. "KYLIAAAAAAAN," you squeal, unable to contain your excitement.

He looks at you with a playful grin, realizing just how excited you are. Setting the box down on the banister near the front door, he wraps his arms around you, careful to support your growing belly.

"Chocolate cake delivery for the beautiful mom-to-be," he says, his voice laced with tenderness and adoration. He kisses your forehead before you lift your head and kiss his lips, feeling a rush of love and happiness.

It's moments like these that remind you how lucky you are to have Kylian by your side, his love and support unwavering throughout this journey.

"Now, let's get baby Ky some cake!" he says happily as he grabs the cake box, leading the way to the living room.

You both make your way to the living room, where he places the cake box on the coffee table. He goes into the kitchen to grab a knife and small plates before returning back to the living room to cut you and him a slice.

"You know, Kylian, I didn't expect you to bring me a whole cake. A slice would have been fine," you laugh as you settle comfortably on the couch, your feet propped up on a cushion.

Kylian hands you the plate with a slice of cake on it, the heavenly aroma of chocolate wafts through the air, making your mouth water. "Babe, knowing you and our bun in the oven, you are definitely going to want more than one slice," Kylian says as he joins you, his arm around your shoulders.

As you savor each bite of the rich chocolate cake, you nod your head in agreement, a mischievous twinkle in your eyes. "Yeah... you are definitely right," you say with a smile, appreciating his understanding and attentiveness.

With the cake now devoured, Kylian places the empty plates aside and turns his attention to you. Gently, he begins to massage your back, his hands working their magic, easing away any tension or discomfort.

"You are doing amazing, my love," he whispers, his voice filled with admiration. "Our baby boy is so lucky to have you as his mom. I can't wait for him to be born and for our little family to grow even more."

His words fill your heart with warmth and reassurance. You lean into his touch, feeling the love and support flowing through every caress.

"I can't wait either," you reply softly, tears of joy welling up in your eyes. "Thank you for being the most incredible partner and father. You make every day better, even with just a slice of chocolate cake."

As Kylian continues to massage your back and whisper sweet nothings in your ear, you realize that this simple evening together, filled with cake and affection, is a precious moment in your journey as a couple and as parents-to-be. And you couldn't be more grateful for the love and happiness that fills your home.

With contentment in your hearts and a cake-filled bliss, you decide to put on a comforting movie. Snuggled up against Kylian, his hand gently massaging your back, you feel a sense of tranquility wash over you.

In that moment, surrounded by love, cake, and the anticipation of your little one's arrival, you realize that life couldn't get any sweeter.

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[dc418writes]

•Daddy Dare Care•

✨Pairing✨: mechanic!Ari Levinsonxblack!reader

Summary🪄 : Ari’s bright idea to stay with the girls to give you a break may not go as smoothly as he thought (Operation: Rekindle addition)

⚠️: dad!Ari (truly a menace Lol), all fluff💕

A/N🎙️: Just something short and sweet. It started out a bit self indulgent since it was my birthday on April 18th☺️, but since that has definitely passed and it switched to Mother’s Day (which also has since passed🫠 lol). Either way, we now have a change in celebrations! Hope you guys like it! *If I can push myself, I have 2 other belated bday/self indulgent fics I want to put out but we’ll see!*

*DISCLAIMER!*: Although collage was made by me, I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP of any pictures used as they were all found on Pinterest

“Ari, you sure you’re gonna be okay?,” you ask in a hushed whisper daring not to wake your sleeping twins. As angelic as they looked at this moment in their matching bassinets, long lashes resting peacefully against their cheeks, you wouldn’t believe they were screaming like mad men an hour before.

Aliana was hungry, but wouldn’t take your breast milk from the bottle her father so nicely warmed for her. She wanted it from the source, which wouldn’t have been an issue if her sister Brynn wasn’t so keen on staying attached to you today.

So unsurprisingly, she wasn’t happy when you and Ari had to trade.

And sensing her sister wasn’t happy, Aliana therefore would not feed and instead cried in solidarity with her sister.

Like she’s done pretty much every other day since you’ve moved in, Mrs. Holloway shuffled her way across the hall knocking on your door to check on your little family and make sure everything was fine after over 15 minutes of wailing. Although a very sweet gesture, you really weren’t in the mood for her “what I used to do is…” at that current moment.

“I probably shouldn’t even be-,”

“Y/N it’s Mother’s Day. You deserve to get out the house and have a break,” Ari responds. “Go and have fun, we’ll be good.”

You honestly felt guilty how much you longed for more than the monotonous cycle that was your life these past months. Not a complete change, just a little twist in the routine if you will

Seeing your friends going out for dinner and on trips made you miss your college days of exploring the city or those around. Not caring about what time you came back because you only had yourself to worry about.

Yes you knew you needed a break - your doctor and the girls’ pediatrician always emphasized that during your respective appointments - but you honestly felt like you didn’t deserve it. As your mother said when you announced your pregnancy, “Say goodbye to whatever you consider fun and the life you had before. It’s now solely about those two until they’re good and grown. Heck even past that really.”

By the time you realize you’re crying, Ari’s already wiping away the lone tear with his thumb sweetly smiling at you as he caresses your cheeks.

“Baby I know it’s hard, but this is good for you. It’s okay to have a life outside of our girls.”

“Is it though?,” you whisper. “What if 20 or so years from now they need therapy because I wasn’t there?”

“…Well seeing that they’re infants, I doubt they’ll even remember this,” Ari lightly chuckles successfully making you smile - even if for only a few seconds. “Plus it’s only a few hours sweetheart. It’s not like you’re leaving for good. At least I hope not.”

His feigned suspicion and playful, narrowed eyes make you giggle as you lightly shake your head. “I’ll admit that was a bit dramatic.”

“But it’s just you being a concerned mama, which I understand.”

There he was being that grounding force you always needed. Helping quiet the noise from your brain to bring you a step closer to peace.

His warm palms still on your cheeks as you gazed into his eyes, you were happy to have him back - unfortunately only just for a short amount of time.

Ultimately, he was your center and from his absence you learned without him everything was off.

Unknown to you, he felt the same way of your presence. During your time apart, he honestly thought he wouldn’t make it how his body seemed to crave more than your touch. To hear your footsteps coming down the hall. Feel you under the same roof even if you weren’t in the same room.

Your buzzing phone signals your best friend’s arrival outside making you both separate - and further miss having such an intimate moment with each other again.

“If you need anything please call. Don’t try to struggle through so I don’t worry.”

“I will.” Ari’s hands on your hip and lower back gently move you towards the door not giving you a chance to possibly change your mind. “And you try to have fun. I don’t even want you thinking about us until you get back. Okay?”

“Kay,” you sigh stealing one last look at your beautiful girls. “I’ll see you guys later.”

“Just be sure to call when you’re on the way so we can kick everyone out and have everything cleaned up from the party.”

“Very funny.” His lips on your forehead smooth away your worry lines; instead replacing them with a flush of heat and a soft smile.

Instinctively, he wanted to lean down and meet your lips as well but he somehow restrains himself. Flashing his adorable tilted smile as a last assurance everything would be fine before you’re out the door walking down the steps to your friend’s Lexus. After a final wave, you’re both gone and he’s left with the quiet apartment and two sleeping babies.

Definitely not secretly worried himself as he sits on the couch with both bassinets in front of him. His girls and the tv in perfect view.

“Alright ladies, looks like it’s just us,” he quietly speaks to no one in particular. “So far so good right? Yea I think so too.”

As if sensing her father’s anxiety and mother’s absence, Brynn begins to wiggle and whimper as she typically did before having a full fussy meltdown. Luckily he’s able to get her before she could wake up Ali. Gently holding her close to his chest as he slowly rocks back and forth quietly shushing her.

“Hey it’s okay, I’m here babygirl. Nothing to worry about we’re alright.” In a matter of seconds she’s back to sleep and Ari’s smiling to himself comfortably sitting back against the soft, decorative pillows.

What was he nervous for? He had everything completely under control and these next few hours would easily fly by.

Or so he thought.

~

A couple hours later and his little angels were wide awake loudly broadcasting their requests for new diapers through their tears.

“I know sweetheart, I know. Daddy only has two hands though, so he’s working as fast as he can,” he responds in a sing-song tone to Aliana using one hand to try and tickle her cries away while the other steadies her squirmy sister.

He never really realized how long this takes not having any help.

Now they sat, relatively calm, in their high chairs watching as Ari opened their containers of food to place on the small plates in front of them.

“Okay my loves, dinner is served.”

With a fist full of smushed peas and carrots, the nine-month olds each inspect their hands before deciding they’d rather not.

“What’s wrong? You guys love this.”

Brynn just smashes more veggies between her fingers while Ali fiddles with the side of her chair as if trying to let herself down.

“Cmon girls you gotta eat,” Ari states grabbing two plastic spoons in each hand. Expertly, he’s able to get something on each one before holding it up to the twin’s mouths. Ali whines moving her head away, and Brynn smacks the utensil from his hand finding it quite hilarious when it drops to the floor.

“Alright, if you don’t want that let’s try this then.”

With the clean spoon, he digs into the clear baby food container before holding the yellowish goop to Brynn’s lips letting her taste. Smacking her lips once, her face contorts in disgust as she holds her tongue out not wanting anymore of whatever that was.

Ali does the same with the addition of smearing the remaining food from her lips to her cheeks and nose.

“It’s chicken and rice guys, I know it can’t be that bad. Here, watch dada.”

Getting a healthy spoonful for himself, he quickly realizes that probably wasn’t the best idea once it settles into his tastebuds.

Whatever this was definitely did not taste like the chicken and rice he was used to. And why did it almost taste like medicine?

He’s quick to spit it back into the jar gagging and frantically searching for a napkin to wipe the remaining residue from his tongue. His two angels giggling the entire time enjoying the impromptu show from their father.

“Glad my pain could make you laugh,” he shakes his head sliding the terrible chicken and rice to the side so he’d remember to throw it away later - and any other food from that brand.

Sighing, he journeys back to the fridge wondering what could work for his extremely picky girls as his oceanic blues scan along the shelves.

“Well since those two were a no, maybe we’ll have better luck with this.”

He takes one small container of strawberry yogurt and scoops the pink substance on one mini placemat before taking another to do the same on the next.

Just as they did with the peas, the yogurt oozes between their fingers then is brought to their mouths where they seem to enjoy the cold treat.

They reach for more practically sticking their entire hands in their mouths trying to eat as much as they could. He even hears a “mm” come from Brynn while Ali gnaws on both hands with that adorable dimpled smile.

“You like it girls?,” Ari asks chuckling at his messy little ones who’d definitely need a bath when they were done. “Don’t worry we got plenty more.”

~

Returning to your apartment, you’re a bit nervous as to what you’d find on the other side of the door not hearing anything from Ari since you left.

Everything seems okay though, seeing the pristine kitchen and dishes drying on the pad next to the sink.

As you step further into the living room, the only noise is some colorful cartoon character running across the tv screen while Ari snoozes with his head on the couch’s armrest. He must really be exhausted how his mouth is parted letting his snores freely escape to the open air. There’s even a bit of drool glistening in the corner of his mouth.

And you’d still gladly give him another child if he asked.

Perching on the edge of the cushion, you turn to run your thumb over his thick brow while gently calling out his name until he’s shifting and mumbling. “Ari, I’m back.”

One eye squinted, he tiredly smiles as he stretches his limbs - and you try to hold yourself together watching his muscles flex under the black Nirvana graphic tee. You shyly turn away, busying yourself with one of the girl’s rattles once his tummy pokes out along with a bit of his happy trail.

“Back already?,” he asks with a yawn.

“Ari it’s almost eight,” you softly chuckle as he looks towards the window to find it completely dark outside. A short “hm” rumbling in his chest as he sits up.

“I was out longer than I thought then.”

“How was everything? Were they fussy when I left?”

“It was good,” he smiles instantly making your own form. “And no, they actually stayed asleep for a couple hours before they woke up. Then had diaper changes, ate, and played until they got tired. Before you ask, yes I took plenty of pictures.”

He chuckles at the way you giddily bounce as he hands his phone over. The screen already showing a photo of your babies with messy faces and hands as they ate their yogurt. How did they always manage to get it in their hair?

“How was your girl’s day?”

“Pretty good. We went to that new little area, Midtown. They have some cute shops and things so we stayed there, talked and ate.”

“And see? Everyone’s fine, no one in any emotional distress,” he adds nudging your side and making you roll your eyes.

“I know I know, the world didn’t end,” you giggle standing as you hand his phone back - trying to ignore those fuzzy feelings in your stomach for the second time today when his hand touches yours. “I’m uh gonna go peek in on them before getting ready for bed.”

“Okay, just uh let me know when your done so I can change and everything.”

It’s been months, and it’s still taking time for both of you to get used to the new arrangements of your “separation”. At least once a day Ari had to remind himself how it was your bedroom now. How he was basically the guest in your home.

You, on the other hand, would never get used to the cold bed though having had your own personal heater for years.

Secretly, you didn’t wash the pillowcase from his side for the longest not wanting to get rid of his smell. The last remnant of his former presence in your little apartment.

Nodding your head, your sandals dully flap against the carpet as you make your way to your girls. More than ready to attack those chubby cheeks with kisses and nibble on fingers/toes if you could. However stepping foot in the door, that excitement soon turns into dread.

“Um Ari,” you sweetly call over your shoulder, “come here please.”

In seconds, he’s by your side still yawning the residual sleep from his body.

“What’s-,” his words catch in his throat as the horrendous scent finally touches his nostrils. “What died?!”

In their crib, Brynn and Aliana sat quietly covered in green, pasty poop that seemed to have run from their diapers out onto their starry mattress cover.

More specifically, Brynn sat squeezing poop in her fists while Ali lied on her back staring at the ceiling as if saying, “why me?”

“Exactly how much yogurt did you give them?”

“…Two.”

“Two?!”

“A-and a half,” he adds nervously scratching the back of his neck.

“Ari!,” you whine with hands on your hips. “The girls don’t do well with lots of dairy or sugar. It’s why we have the ‘only one’ limit.”

“But they really liked it! You should’ve seen how cute they were doing that excited shake thing. Plus they wouldn’t eat anything else I tried to give them,” he explains hoping to make it to the twins first birthday.

Sighing, you kick off your shoes before leaning down to pick up Ali being careful to not get any feces on you. “Let’s get you cleaned up my love. Can you get B please?”

Hesitantly, Ari reaches over the wooden railing to get his daughter trying to control his gags as she joyfully reaches out wanting to be held closer. “Please tell me you didn’t try to eat it.”

~

“Sorry I messed up,” Ari whispers as the four of you lie in bed. The girls, now freshly cleaned and in new onesies, each on their stomachs gently breathing. “Now you’re never gonna want to leave again.”

“It’s okay Ari, it was an accident. Need I remind you of the trip to your mom’s?,” you both chuckle.

“I just don’t want you worrying every time you step out the door.”

“That’s gonna happen no matter what. I love you guys and don’t want anything to happen.”

That innocent admission had a bright gleam forming in Ari’s eyes and a warmth blooming over his body. He tried ducking his face deeper into the pillow, but that smile was hard to hide.

“Thank you for everything today. I feel like I don’t say it much, but I appreciate all you do for us.”

Luckily his blush was easier to conceal from how dim the room was. “Anything for my girls.”

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Teach Me

2) February

AN: Part 2 of Teach Me

Thank you to @harlowcomehome for helping me with this, ily 🥹💜

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“You sure you don’t want me to run to the store for you?” Jack asked from the floor as he was playing dress up with Jayla.

Alyssa shook her head no. “I got it, babe. I’ll be in and out. Just grabbing a few things for Jayla for Valentine’s Day.” She says with a laugh and an eye roll. 

“And hopefully for me too.” 

“Maybe” Alyssa said with a wink, knowing she already had a plan for them. 

She could tell Jack was still worried, he never liked when she left the house late at night. Alyssa walked over, bending down to give him a sweet kiss on the lips. “You worry too much, princess” 

“That’s not funny.” Jack told her, trying to hold in his laughter. Jayla was only 2 but slowly became obsessed with makeup/hair after watching her mother do her own every morning. So now Jack was currently sitting on the floor with lipstick smeared over his lips and barrettes in his hair, with a crown to match. 

Alyssa gave Jayla kisses all over her face, childish giggles ringing in the air. “I’ll be right back, baby. Make sure to take care of daddy, ok?”

“Otay” 

She gave Jack one last kiss before she locked the door behind her but not before saying their phrase. 

“Love You, Mean It!”

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“Jayla Rose! Can you explain to me why you waited till the last minute to tell me that you signed up Daddy to make cookies for your Valentine’s Day party”

It was 10pm, way past Jayla’s bedtime but Valentine’s Day was tomorrow and the kids were encouraged to bring baked goods.

“We always make cookies together!” Jayla exclaimed while adjusting her chef's hat on her head.

“Not at 10 o’clock at night.”

Jayla shrugged her and suddenly started playing with her KY chain hanging from her neck, something she did when she was nervous. 

“What’s wrong, babygirl?” Jack asked her, concerned. 

She began playing with her necklace some more and kicking her feet against the kitchen floor. “I just thought it would be fun, you always get sad during this time because of mommy.”

Jack immediately pulled her into a hug, he could feel his shirt start to get wet from her tears. “Hey, it’s okay.” He reassured her by rubbing her back.

“Look at me.” His heart wanted to cry as he looked at her big brown eyes that were filled with tears threatening to fall. “You don’t have to worry about Daddy, that’s my job. You and I are gonna have fun tomorrow. I have a whole day planned just for the two of us once you get out of school.”

Jayla perked up at that “Really?” 

“Yes, really. You know you’re my favorite valentine. Now, let’s wipe these tears and finish these cookies so you can go to bed.”

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Ariel loved Valentine's Day, it was her favorite holiday. I mean, her last name was Love after all. Sure, she was 27 years old and single, but there were so many other reasons to love it. Not only did she love the flowers, the pinks and reds but she loved everything Valentines Day stood for, it’s about love, and what’s not to love about love? 

By morning her desk was filled with cards, candy and small stuffed animals. She was sure her planner was underneath all the gifts but Ariel was in no rush to look for it. Her favorite gift amongst them all was the donut bouquet from Jayla Harlow.

Ariel: rumor has it that you burned our classes Valentine’s Day cookies for our party?

Pressing send, Ariel grabbed one of the donuts from the bouquet. Before she could take a bite, her phone buzzed on her desk. 

Jack: didn’t you hear? I don’t clear up rumors

Ariel giggled at that knowing he was referencing one of his hit songs. As she was just about to text him back Jack sent another message 

Jack: but whoever started that rumor is in big trouble, can’t have someone spreading misinformation 

Ariel: you’d be shocked to know what else I’ve been told, but I wouldn’t want to give away my sources 

She moaned as she took a bite of her donut. She always had a sweet tooth. There was nothing like a strawberry frosted donut. 

Jack: well…you can tell me. I won’t tell anyone 

Taking another bite of her donut, she thought about all the things Jayla has shared with her. They were honestly pretty tame, compared to her other students giving her details about their parents divorce.

Ariel: oh you know, just that you get red as a tomato in the sun, you drink ranch dressing (big if true), the source claims they’re better at basketball and soccer than you, and that your idea of dancing is just stomping around. 

Jack: damn this source knows a lot about me 

Jack: and I’ll have you know that I’m very useful on the court

Ariel: hey, don’t shoot the messenger! Just some silly gossip between a teacher and their favorite student 

She laughed at the exchange before taking a glance at the clock, seeing the kids would be back from lunch in 15 minutes. Ariel should be using this time to plan out her lessons for the next week, but right now she’d rather flirt with her favorite students' dad. Lesson plans can wait. 

Ariel: Speaking of the party, are you joining us?

Ariel already knew that he would probably say no, according to other teachers Mr. Harlow never showed up to any of the school's functions. And he hasn’t in a long time. She watched as those three bubbles indicating that Jack was texting back popped up and would suddenly go away. 

Jack: uh probably not…I have some meetings this afternoon. 

While she knew he was going to say no, she couldn’t help but think about Jayla, who is usually very social, was suddenly very quiet today. 

Ariel: Well, if you end up getting out early, we’ve got plenty of heart shaped sweets with your name on it, and I have a feeling Jayla misses you.

She could hear the sounds of tiny footsteps and giggles coming down the hall so she knew her class will be making their way back in. She glanced down at her phone again and saw that Jack left her on read. She tried not to let it upset her, still she decided to send one last text. 

Ariel: the kids are coming back from lunch, Happy Valentine’s Day Mr. Harlow 

She shoved her phone back in her desk just in time to greet her kids back from lunch. 

“Ok, my sweet angel babies, let’s get in our reading circles. Today’s book is all about…LOVE!”

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An hour later the Valentine’s Day party was in full swing. After socializing with the other parents and students she sat back and watched with a smile as the kids stuffed their faces with sweets. A small frown formed on her face when she noticed Jayla watching another student coloring with their mom with the same frown. Getting up from her desk, she took a seat next to Jayla. 

“Hi, Miss Love.” Jayla greeted her with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes, before she looked down and continued to color. 

“Hi, Jayla! I love your drawing. Is that your dad?” Ariel asked, pointing to the yellow stick figure. 

Jayla nodded her head yes, “I had to draw him yellow because he’s pale, and I couldn’t use a white crayon." Ariel had to stifle her laugh at that. 

“Of course. Well, I came over here to chill with you, if that’s okay?” Ariel asked.

“Yeah that’s fine! Do you wanna color with me?” Jayla asked not even waiting for a reply before pushing a paper towards her. 

Ariel smiled and grabbed a pink crayon and started drawing hearts all over the paper.

“Miss Love, your heart looks like a BUTT!”

“It does not!”

“MHM!”

Since most parents decided to take the kids home early because of the party, that left Ariel and Jayla by themselves at the end of the day. 

While Ariel waited for Jack to pick up Jayla, she decided to start cleaning up the classroom, hating a dirty room. As she was picking up papers and pencils off the floor, Jayla called her name from her spot in the class's reading corner.  

“Yes, Jayla?” She replied and looked towards her so that she had her full attention. 

“Do you have a mommy?” Ariel was shocked at that question, she walked over and sat on the floor next to her. 

“Yes, but she became an angel when I was a teenager. So it’s just me and my dad now” Ariel told her

She could tell Jayla had another question as she nervously played with the necklace. Ariel stayed silent giving Jayla some time to process what she wanted to ask next. 

“Do you ever miss her?” 

“Everyday.” Ariel answered almost immediately. 

Other teachers around the school talked all the time about how Jack was a “hot single father” and how no one knew much about Jayla’s mother. Ariel was never the one to gossip so she never dug deeper because it wasn’t her business to know. 

It was quiet for a while as Jayla turned back towards her book, flipping through the pages. Ariel could tell she had more to say but she refused to push her. 

“It’s just me and daddy too.” Jayla spoke after a while. She still was flipping through her book. “I don’t really know—“ Jayla couldn’t finish what she was saying as there was a soft knock on the door. Ariel and Jayla looked up and saw Jack leaning against the classroom door. 

“DADDY!” Jayla yelled as she jumped up and ran towards her father, conversation seemingly forgotten. Ariel stood back as she watched Jack kiss his daughter all over her face. 

“Sorry I couldn’t come sooner, babygirl.” 

“It’s ok, Miss Love was hanging out with me.”

Jack put Jayla down from his arms before he stood up straight and greeted Ariel. 

“Thanks, sorry I was late.” Jack said as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. 

Ariel waved her hand “it’s no problem at all, Jayla is one of my favorite’s students, I’d hang out with her any day.”

Jack smiled at that. “Now, Miss Love…I thought teachers weren’t supposed to have favorites.”

Ariel pressed her finger to her lips “SSH, don’t tell anyone.” Jack threw his head back with a laugh and the sound made Ariel’s heart flutter. 

“Before I let you two go, Mr. Harlow, I did promise you that we had some cookies with your name on it.” Ariel grabbed the case of cookies that she saved back for him. Jack smiled as he looked down at the heart shaped cookies. He could tell they were homemade. 

“Did you make these?” He asked, opening the container and grabbing one out. “Mm, these are delicious.” he said, biting into it. 

“Yeah, I always overbake so I figured since you couldn’t be here I would save the rest for you.” Ariel said with a shrug, she could feel her cheeks getting warm as she watched Jack eat her cookies. God she was down bad. 

“Maybe, I do need to come to these parties, if you’re going to be baking like this.” Jack flirted. 

“Just for the baked goods?” She joked 

“And to hang out with you..”

Jack felt a tug on his pants leg, breaking eye contact as he looked down at Jayla. 

“What about me?!”

“You didn’t let daddy finish, I was going to say I’d love to hang out with Miss Love and my babygirl”

Ariel smiled watching the exchange, her face getting warmer at Jack claiming he wanted to hang out with her. 

“Well, I wouldn’t want to keep you all here any longer, so I’ll let you two go. Bye, Miss Jayla, I’ll see you on Monday.”

What she didn’t expect was Jayla to leave Jack’s side and give her a tight hug around her legs. Even Jack was shocked at the action. Ariel got down to her level so she could give her a better hug. 

“Bye, Miss Love. You’re the best.”

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“…and they lived happily ever after!”

The End 

Jack read as he closed the book to Jayla’s favorite bedtime story. 

“I love that book daddy, can you read it again?!” Jayla asked while giving him those award winning puppy dog eyes.

Still sitting on the edge of her bed, Jack shook his head no. “Not tonight, sweetheart. You know it’s late.” 

Jayla huffed and cuddled deeper into the covers on her bed and laid her head on Jack’s arm. He always liked to stay with her until she fell asleep. “Did you have a fun day?”

“Yup, Miss Love is so cool, and she’s just like me!”

Jack looked down at Jayla confused, “yeah, how so?”

It got quiet and for a moment, Jack almost thought she was fast asleep before she spoke up. 

“She only has a daddy! Her mommy is gone too, and she misses her everyday just like how I miss mommy” Jayla said softly followed by a small yawn

Jack tried to swallow the lump that immediately formed in his throat. Jayla hardly ever spoke to him about her mother's passing, so hearing that she missed her just as much as he did made the inside of his chest hurt. Jack was scared that if he opened his mouth he wouldn’t be able to stop crying, but thankfully when he looked down Jayla had fallen asleep in his arms.  

Not having the heart to leave her just yet, Jack cuddled in closer, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead as tears threatened to fall from his eyes. While Jack wished Jayla spoke to him about her mom he was grateful that she trusted Ariel enough to open up. 

Jack stayed in Jayla’s room for most of the night before making his way towards his bedroom. He was having a hard time sleeping with all the thoughts running through his head. After tossing and turning for a while, he reached over to grab his phone from the side table, and scrolled till he found the name he was looking for.

“Thank you for talking to Jayla, I really appreciate it.” He didn’t feel the need to elaborate, he knew Ariel would know what he was talking about. With it being so late in the night, Jack wasn’t expecting a reply so quickly, so he was surprised when he got a reply back after ten minutes. 

“Anytime, Jayla can always count on me.”

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AN: So happy you all enjoyed the first part and I hope you all enjoy this chapter just as much! Thank you for reading and of course tell me your thoughtssss :)

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Dad! Atsumu and Dad! Bokuto:

Domestic Life with Their Partners

Dad! Bokuto Kotaro x Male! Reader and Dad! Miya Atsumu x Male! Reader

Warnings: pure fluff

A/N: This is a request from Dragon Anon!

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Bokuto Kotaro

Bokuto will be one of the best, if not the best dads in the HQ world 🤚🏻

I said what I said 😤

Honestly, he's basically a child himself for like- what else would you expect?

He's totally the dad to just sit and stare at his sleeping baby, being like "I helped make that" 🥺

You and Bokuto have three kiddos *currently*

I say currently because Bokuto could never have enough

Whether you adopted, birthed your own or fostered, Bokuto is all about that life

Let's just say, you stay home with the kiddos

Bokuto is busy with training and you both decided you wanted one parent at home

Needless to say, by the end of the day you are exhausted

Raising three demon spawn is exhausting

I should know, I keep two alive on the daily 🤚🏻

"Dad, when is daddy coming home?"- your oldest asks you

"Soon my love, I hope VERY soon"- you, about to lose your last bit of patience

When you hear the door open, chaos ensues

Not from you or the kids, oh no

From the giant owl man on the other side 🤣

"DADDY'S HOME"- Kotaro screams as your kiddos rush to hug and jump all over him

Finally, YN some breathing time

Bokuto doesn't forget about you tho, oh no

On top of being an amazing dad, he's also an amazing partner

"Hey my wonderful husband"- Kotaro says giving you a sweet kiss 🥰

"Ko you are sweaty and gross. Go shower"- you say

Bokuto 👉🏻🥺 so you don't love me if I smell??

"I'll love you more if your clean"- you 😁

Bokuto 👉🏻🥲 pain

Bokuto runs to shower while you start dinner

This man will fully come out of the shower, in a towel and start playing with his kids

Because he's that amazing!

"Ko get dressed! Dinners almost done"- you shout

"Why can't I just eat like this?"- Bokuto

"Can I eat in my underwear too?"- your middle child shouts

You 👉🏻😐 that's why Ko

"Lets just all eat in our underwear!"- Bokuto yells

Everyone including Bokuto screams in excitement

You 👉🏻😐 absolutely not

"Baby- why??"- Kotaro 🥺

"Because I wad planning a trip to the park after dinner but if we are all in our underwear, how will we go?"- you

Bokuto and the kids all look at each other 👀

"Ok kids let's get dressed like dad said!!"- Bokuto shouts

A resounding "HEY HEY HEY" reverberates from down the hall

You just smile to yourself because your life is so perfect 🥰

Miya Atsumu

Atsumu is one of those dads who tells dad jokes all the time

Like the minute he becomes a dad, it's like a transformation

But he's also like the super hot dad

Like the dad that carries his babies in baby wraps

He also is that dad who will totally help with night feeds but he doesn't so diaper changes 🤚🏻

I stand by that ok

You and Atsumu have twin boys and man, is it a blast 🤣

I say that because Atsumu is finally understanding what it's like to raise a mini him and Osamu

You are at work one day when your husband calls

"Babe! The boys are driving me insane! One of them hit the other one with my volleyball and now they are both crying" he says as the boys scream in the background

"Sumu give them a treat and I promise they will stop crying"- you say

"Dear husband, I DID! I called Samu to come help and he's bringing onigiri. The boys can have that right?"- Atsumu

You 👉🏻😐🙄 yes darling

"Do I have to cut it up for them? Omg what if they choke??"- Atsumu says panicking

"Sumu chill out"- you say trying to keep your husband calm

"Omg YN how do you so this when I travel? How do you survive?"- Atsumu says

"Well- there's always booze"- you say shrugging and typing on your computer

"YN seriously"- Sumu says, his voice saying all that needs to be said

"Is that YN?"- Osamu says entering the house

"Yeah, omg where is the second one??"- Sumu says panicking

You 👉🏻🤨 the second one?

"They are identical YN!"- Sumu says running around

"Give me the phone ya idiot"- Osamu says ripping it from Sumu's hands

"Samu... is everything ok?"- You say

"Don't worry YN. I got this. I'll make sure they nap"- Osamu says

"Make sure Atsumu naps too"- you joke

"I DONT NEED A NAP"- Atsumu yells as you hear the twins yell "no nap, no nap"

Unsurprisingly, you come home to find Osamu cooking and Atsumu asleep with your twins on the couch

"The nap was a good call YN"- Osamu jokes

You smile as you get your phone out to take a picture

"Yeah yeah it was" 🥰

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[iguessweallcrazyithinktho]

𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧 • jack Harlow

SUMMARY: you, Rosie and clementine do a target run because you think jack wouldn't know but unfortunately that wasn't the case

GENRE: fluff

WARNING: none

PAIRING: jack Harlow x wife reader, dad! Jack x Rosie and clementine

AUTHOR NOTE: Clementine is two here and Rosie is about 6. I'll do an insta au for this somehow

WORD COUNT: 600+

Don't repost my work. It's illegal

Reblogs and feedback encouraged

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Enjoy

🌸☁️💗🧚✨💅🏾🌺🌷🌠🍓🍭🎠🌼☄️

Sometime in the future

A cute snicker fell from Rosie's lips as you crossed the street holding her hand. You were currently at target with her and Clementine. Even though you had promised jack you wouldn't go to target anymore this month you couldn't help it. You were addicted to this store and needed to go at least twice a week.

You placed Clementine in the shopping cart, buckling her in. She smiled up at you showing off her identical dimples as her dads. You couldn't help but smile back at her. She was too precious for this world.

“ready?”

“yes.

“alright, but remember when we get home we don't tell daddy. He can't know.”

You stuck out your pinkie finger to which Rosie wrapped hers around it. “I pinkie promise.”

You, Rosie and clementine walked through the store shopping, unbothered knowing your secret was unknown to Jack. Well at least that's what you thought.

Jack knew you too well. He knew when you were telling him lies; you weren't good at lying at all. He knew you were doing something you didn't want him to know about judging by how you didn't give him much of an answer to why you were so giddy that morning.

Jack knew there was only one thing you could be doing that you didn't want him to know about. And that was shopping at Target.

After Jack knew you left the house with the girls he made his way back from the studio to the house to wait. He knew you wouldn't expect him to be back home and would be caught off guard by him being there.

Your trip at target lasted an hour. You, Rosie, and clementine got a ton of clothes and toys.

Once you reached the car, put everything away and buckled in the girls you made your way back home. When you pulled into the driveway Jack's car wasn't in sight so you knew you were in the clear. You got out of the car with the girls and grabbed the things you just brought, you were hoping to have them up before jack came home.

You opened the front door and made your way inside. As you locked the door you heard Clementine say something that made your eyes grow wide.

“Daddy!”

You squeezed your eyes shut and muttered a fuck.

“had fun at target?” You heard jack say. You turned around and looked at him. Clementine was in his arms with a smile on her little face. She was clueless and it was adorable.

“um.. yeah I had fun at target.” You looked down at Rosie who was looking up at you with wide eyes.

“ok who told you were at Target?” “baby, you're not a good liar.”

“I'm not?”you placed the bags down on the floor and looked back at jack. “not at all.”

Jack placed Clementine down and told Rosie to go play up stairs with her while you two talked.

“why'd you break our promise ma?” Jack looked at you. He wasn't mad he was just disappointed.

You sighed to yourself. “Jack, you know I'm addicted to target.”

“I know that's why I'm trying to break the cycle.” Jack exhaled. “I hope the girls don't become attached.”

“don't worry.” You picked your bags. “they'll be like you before they be like me.” You smiled at jack before you Walked passed him up the stairs to where the girls were.

It took a second or two before jack soaked in what you said. “What the hell does that mean?”

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[secretswiftymarvelfan]

Happy Steve day 🥰🥳🥳🎂🎂

For Steve's birthday, would you pls do a drabble post endgame, Steve's got his happily ever after with y/n. They live in a countryside lake house. They're trying for another baby when their first toddler wants to barge in on them but doors close and so is Steve 😅😂 and when they're done and opens the door, their toddler asks them so many questions.

A fun, fluff and some smut.

21 Questions

Warnings: SMUT! Fluff!

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Despite the heavy losses following the final battle with Thanos, Steve was grateful for his new life

You and him had finally settled down, living in a gorgeous lake side cabin in upstate New York, you’d welcomed your son James two years ago and were currently trying for another

Despite inheriting some of his father’s super solider serum, James had come down with a nasty cold

When he wasn’t snuggling with you he was taking naps to try and sleep off the cold, leaving you and Steve ample time to try for number 2

The bedroom door had been shut and you and Steve were getting busy

You didn’t get many moments for each other now so whenever you got the chance you made the most of it

Making you hit your peak multiple times in quick succession was a skill Steve was proud to say he possessed

You had tried to hold back your moans so you wouldn’t wake your sleeping tot down the hall, but it wasn’t enough

And the both of you were too lost in your pleasure to hear his bedroom door open and the small patter of feet approaching your room

“Mama! I hungwy!” James announced as he burst into your room

Steve scrambled off of you with a speed that left you gasping, the two of you recover as quickly as you could, pulling the covers up

Given his small height James probably hopefully didn’t actually see anything

“Hi Baby, you feeling okay?” You ask still catching your breath as he reached you.

James hummed nodding his head before rubbing his stomach “hungwy” he repeats

“Okay i’ll get you a snack, why don’t you head back to bed and I’ll bring it to you” you suggest pushing some hair from your face

“Otay, why youse in bwed?” James asks as he tried to climb up

You shot Steve a worried look before grabbing James and lifting him up onto the bed

“We were tired pal so we had a nap like you did” Steve explained as James got comfortable between the two of you, thankfully on top of the covers

“Bu I heards you” James says a little frown on his face

You watch as Steve’s face turns pink and he cleared his throat “well um Mommy talks in her sleep so that’s probably what you heard”

“And daddy snores” you add earning a look from Steve

James giggles nodding his head “it sounds fwunny”

“Yes it does now why don’t you head back to your room so we can get you your snack?” You suggest gently

“Bwut I wanna stay here” James whines, sniffling

You shoot Steve another look one he thankfully understands as you see him slyly grab his boxers from the floor and slip them back on, an option not available to you as thanks to Steve, all your clothes were far from the bed

“Okay you stay here with mommy and i’ll go get your snack” Steve says as he gets up, strategically placing his hands to hide his still present erection.

“Where yous jammies?” James asks pointing at Steve.

“Oh um since its the middle of the day me and daddy were quiet hot so we’re wearing our underwear as jammies” you explain

James giggles at that “that’s weird!” He exclaims

“Yep now stay there while I get your snack” Steve says before dashing out of the room leaving you to field all of James’ questions alone.

Like why your skin was sticky, why your jumper was on the floor and many many more

Thankfully Steve soon returned and once James had eaten his snack he soon fell back asleep allowing you and Steve to actually get dressed

“I’m starting to think the age gaps between siblings isn’t the parents waiting, its the lack of time away from the other kids” Steve sighed

“Maybe we should organise a sleepover over for him?” You suggest gently, brushing James’ blond hair from his face

“With Morgan?” Steve asks

“Yeah or Bucky? Let him do some of his godfatherly duties” you suggest

“Do you think Bucky is free tonight?” Steve asks hopefully

“We are not dumping our ill son on Bucky”

“But he’ll probably have Sam with him”

“No Steve! He’ll probably be out for the night early again tonight and then we can pick up where we left off”

Steve lets out a long sigh, pouting slightly before nodding his head “fine, can we use NyQuil to be sure?”

“Steve! We are not drugging our son!”

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[babygirl-diaz]

Pillow Fort

The whole house was shrouded in darkness when Sam entered. He frowned and approached the only source of lighting which was in the living room, and stopped in his tracks when he saw the pillow fort. It was made of blankets, which were thrown over the sofas, and was decorated with fairy lights. Practically all the pillows from the house were in the fort and Bucky and Riley were currently fast asleep in it.

Sam got down on the floor and put the shield aside, and looked inside the fort.

“You can’t come in here,” Bucky’s voice stopped him from entering.

“Why not?” Sam frowned at him.

“Because you need to be in your pajamas and socks to enter the fort,” Riley groggily said, waking up as well.

“And you need a password,” Bucky added.

“What’s the password?” Sam asked.

“Go shower, wear your pajamas, and the come back then we’ll tell you,” Bucky told him.

“We can’t just tell him, daddy,” said Riley, smirking at Sam which made her look so much like Bucky.

“You’re right. We gotta make him work for it,” Bucky smirked as well.

Sam shook his head and got up from the floor. “I’ll go take a shower, and then I can indulge the two of you.”

Sam took a quick shower and changed into his pajamas and socks before heading back to the pillow fort, where Sam found Bucky and Riley watching the Amazing World of Gum Ball.

“Okay, so how do I figure out the password?” Sam asked.

“The password is something that Riley and I love more than anything in the whole world,” Bucky explained.

“Hmmm…. Ice cream?”

“No, silly,” Riley giggled. “It’s more important than ice cream.”

“Chocolate?” Sam shrugged unsurely.

“NO!” Bucky and Riley yelled together.

“Okay,” Sam threw his hands up. “Give me a clue.”

“They are our whole life,” Bucky said with a heart warming smile.

A smile crossed Sam’s face when it hit him what the password is. He looked at them in awe before saying, “Papa.”

“Yes!” Riley said, clapping her hands together.

Bucky scooted over, as did Riley, so that Sam could get into their fort.

“Let’s turn off the tv. It’s time for Riley to sleep,” Bucky said.

“I don’t wanna sleep!” Riley argued.

“Sorry, kiddo, you got school tomorrow morning,” Sam replied when Riley turned her big blue eyes at him. He pulled the 4-year-old close and kissed the top of her head.

Riley cuddled against Sam and pouted up at him. “I missed you, papa.”

The smile dropped from Sam’s face. “I missed you too, baby girl.” He told her and moved her unruly curls from her eyes.

It wasn’t long before Riley fell asleep, cuddled with Sam, leaving Sam to watch his little girl.

“She is growing up so fast and I am missing every moment of it,” Sam said sadly.

“You’ve been there for all of her milestones, sweetheart. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Bucky told him.

“I know- I just- I’m away all the time and-“

“You’re just worried that she misses you too much?” Bucky completed Sam’s sentence for him.

“Yes,” Sam replied.

“Of course she misses you but she also understands how important your job is.” Bucky reached out and put a hand over Sam’s. “She is so proud of you and as am I.”

A smile crossed Sam’s face at that. “I love you two so much.”

“We love you too, you sap,” Bucky teased.

Soon sleep took over Sam as well and he fell into a deep slumber cuddled up with his daughter and husband in the pillow fort.

***

This is the pillow fort they made

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[carolinablues-story]

Chapter 36 x Fight for Your Love

Zayn 

The view was amazing, I thought to myself. It was a little after seven am, and  I was waiting for Jermaine to wake up. We had a late night last night after the game. He still wanted to keep our new decision of having dinner together on the weekends no matter what. 

Because my modeling career was reaching new heights, I finally resigned as a cheerleader. The team was sad to see me go, but I was proud of my new journey. I finally found out that Jermaine was the one that sent in my portfolio. I felt like I was living a dream. I never had a man that actually put his money where his mouth was. Jermaine didn’t do a lot of talking but he definitely did what he felt was right for someone he loved. 

Since it was easier on my schedule than his, I always made the decision to fly to wherever they were playing if it wasn’t a home game. This weekend we were in Los Angeles. Thank God they won tonight or I wouldn’t have enjoyed this weekend as much as I was. Tomorrow before we headed back to Jermaine’s, I was finally going to let him take me shopping. I always told him I wasn’t comfortable with him spending money on me if we weren’t dating. Now that we were I had no excuse. 

 I even thought Jermaine would be acting a little funny since we were in Cam’s jurisdiction yet he wasn’t. It has been about three months since the housewarming party. Everything has been okay and he reminds me daily that he’s okay with us. The day she left, he came home and told me about their conversation. I was shocked nonetheless, but he didn’t know he opened a side of me I didn’t know existed. Besides, he was eager to be taking me out and for that, I couldn’t wait either. As soon as he woke up. 

“Whatchu thinkin bout?” His voice croaked through the silence. I tore my eyes away from the big windows and glided across the room back to him in the bed. 

“How beautiful the view is.” I admitted. Looking down at him, I pulled back the covers and layed beside him replacing the covers. 

“You look better.” He cheesed causing me to blush. This came with Jermaine. Random bouts of affection and compliments. 

“Anyway, I’m ready for this shopping trip.”

“Oh, you finally decided you want to go?”

“Yes, since you want to take me, I’m grateful to have a man that takes me shopping. Why would I deny that?” I asked him. Jermaine sat up and looked down at me smiling. 

“Say that again: ‘....to have a man….’”

“Shut up.” I rolled my eyes and rolled my back towards him. 

“You get an one hour nap.” He warned, I quickly dozed off because I knew he was serious. One thing I learned about Jermaine, he was very punctual. 

Jermaine

“Aight now…” I warned Zayn. We decided on some outlet strip mall. She went crazy; every store she ever dreamed of stepping in, she stepped in. So far she had something from every store we went in. Even Cam didn’t ball out like this.  And no I’m not complaining. A nigga been saving so much I can spend this  four times if I wanted. 

She was currently looking at a Van Cleef.  I would rather not. 

“Okay,” She sighed. “I’m hungry anyway.” She spun like a child shopping with her daddy. “What we eating?” She asked. 

“Whatever on this flight and you better hope you can pack all this shit.” I told her seriously.  I guess she forgot we had to catch a flight back home. For a second  I did too. 

“What's wrong?” 

“Nothing, do I seem angry?” I asked her seriously. I didn’t mean to come off as rude. Just didn’t want to miss this flight. We had forty five minutes to get to the airport. 

“A little.” 

“I’m sorry, but we gotta go pack baby.” I bent down and pecked her eager lips. She smiled on my lips and kissed me a second time. 

“Ok, let's go.. I can wait until we’re home and cook.” 

“Now that’s what I like to hear..” I slapped her ass as she began to walk ahead of me. I laughed when she glared back at me. She hated that shit, especially in public. That’s what made it even funnier. 

xxxxx

Back at the house Zayn decided to throw down for me to pay back for everything I brought her today. She made oven broiled T-Bone steaks, lobster tails, lobster and crab mac and cheese, yams, garlic mashed potatoes with creamy lobster gravy, and collard greens with turkey in it. A nigga was full. Zayn could cook and she did it all in two hours tops. I couldn’t believe my eyes. She had the groceries specially delivered to the crib within an hour of us landing. 

“You want some more?” She asked picking up my plate. I watched as she sashayed over to the sink and washed the plate. One thing I noticed about her, she didn’t let dishes pile up. Whether it was at my place or hers, she stayed cleaning some shit. I adored it. I can’t believe Los let this woman go… “Wassup?” She giggled. By this time she was standing between my legs, caressing my face. Damn I was really out of it. 

“Nah, I’m full as hell. Damn girl.” I finally said. She laughed again and walked to the refrigerator pulling out a gatorade for me. I downed it and passed her the empty bottle. “I was just thinking, cus I know you gonna ask..I can’t believe Los let you go. You’re one hell of a woman.” 

“Really?” She asked, reapproaching me. 

“No doubt, he a dummy.” Zayn sighed, shaking her head. This made me realize we were always talking about my past relationship and never hers. This was a good time to see where her head was at. “You heard from him lately?” I asked her seriously. She honestly looked taken back by the question. Her lips formed into an “o” but then went into a straight line. 

“It’s like he never existed,” she answered. “You’ve been so good to me I almost forgot I was divorced.” 

“Well damn.” I chuckled. She laughed as well, rubbing my arms. 

“Jermaine?” 

“Wassup?” 

“Can we try something new tonight?” She asked me. I looked down at her surprised. 

“Oh yeah? Wassup??”  Zayn looked at me with her sultry eyes before slowly dropping to her knees. I moved my lips to stop her but before I could she had my pants unzipped and my slightly hard dick in her mouth. My knees went weak instantly. She made slurping noises as she went faster and a lil harder. I moaned and she moaned back. Damn she is nasty. “This what you got in  mind?” I gasped, grinding into her mouth. Why was I about to deny this? 

“Mmmhmm,” She moaned on my dick as she curled her tongue around my tip and slurped. 

“Damn,” My eyes rolled back. She kept going and before I knew it I felt my dick pulsating nut into her mouth. I looked down as she took in every ounce of my juice, swallowing hard. “This what a shopping trip get me?” I asked. She sighed, wiped her lips with the back of her hand and stood up. 

“No, this is what being a good man to a broken woman gets you. You changed me. I'ma always love you Jermaine even if you go back to her.” 

“Don’t take this the wrong way,” I started before looking down to zip my jeans. When I was done I looked back up to a teary eyed Zayn. I pulled her into me, kissing her lips. She smiled at the gesture considering what she had just done. “But don’t start.” I finished my sentence. “I ain’t thinking bout her. I’m thinking bout you. You got my mind gone right now Zayn. Accept it, like you said ... she doesn't exist to me most days either.” With that I walked away to start a bath. 

I loved my girl, mane. 

Camryn

It's been a year. I thought to myself as I finished deleting the last album I was holding on to. It held all of my favorite pictures of Jermaine. Some with me in them. Some with just him by himself being himself. Some off guards. Memories people would die to have with him. And I just had to let them go. 

I wiped the tear away from my eyes as I read the post a fourth time. 

@jcolenc: ‘I love you for loving me at my worst.  I never thought we'd be together, but I never want to think about not being together. I love you A’Zayn. Happy Anniversary booboo love child 😂’

Little did anyone know, she was now making memories I would die to have with him. We haven't reached a year. Everything blew up right in our faces and everything I feared came to life. I manifested this?? Crying harder I balled myself up and threw my phone. I heard it crash against the wall and drop to the floor with a thud. How did I let him go? Why did I let him go? 

He doesn’t know how much I miss him. Its like I can’t live without him. I needed him then, I need him now. HE saved my life, and now he's saving hers. And he's happy. What can I do? 

Moving on felt impossible, I only wanted Jermaine. I would compare anything someone else did to him so that would defeat the purpose. And him? He’s not even thinking about me. How do I cope? What am I supposed to do? I don’t have a mama to run to– 

“Camryn,” I heard a voice. I peeked up to see Tanny. I rolled my eyes and buried myself once again. “You can’t keep doing this Cam. You gotta move on. You gotta love yourself more than you love Jermaine.” I cried at her words. So much for not having a ‘mama’. “You got so much to live for. You could buy three Jermaine’s if you wanted to. Don’t let his happiness steal yours. You deserve that just as much.” I heard her footsteps coming towards my bed. Then I felt the bed sink down. She was now sitting on the end of the bed. How the hell did she get in? 

“Cam,” It sounded like she was whimpering, and whispering. It made my heart beat slower and harder in my chest. She was crying. “I’m so tired of watching you beat yourself up over him. Camryn I love you. Camryn I want you to know you deserve a love so good you  never think about him again. HE  is not worth your tears anymore.. But you’re worth mine. You’re my friend. I don’t know what you think about me but in such a short time I love you just as much as my homegirls. You are so important to me. I refuse to lose you over a nigga, I been down that road before.” I looked up at her to see her sulking. I sat up and hugged her tightly, crying again myself. This time because I didn’t think I was important to her at all. 

“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I’ve burdened you.” I cried. She pulled back and shook her head. 

“You are not a burden…I’ve never told you this but two years ago, I miscarried my baby girl. I was eight months pregnant. It was so sudden and it shook me to the core but I never once broke down. I live through her. I was asking God to send her back to me and he gave me you. I love you like you’re my daughter. You inspire me to loosen my ‘hood’ side.” 

“Thank you Tanny. Before you got here, I was just thinking to myself how I don’t have a mom to run to and then you came in a second later.” 

“Ima always be here Cam.” 

“By the way, how you get a key?” 

“One of our drunk nights. Cam you’re a terrible drinker by the way.” Tanelle laughed and I sucked my teeth. Whatever, I am not a terrible drinker. I’m a new drinker, there’s a difference. I get drunk and get loose. They are just mad they have to carry me around sometimes. At least I don’t get drunk and cuss them out. 

“Thank you for coming to check on me…I don’t know where I’d be if you didn’t.” I admitted to her. She sighed and shook her head. 

“I do, thank God I listen to God though, it was something in my spirit I wasn’t even on this side today.” 

“Oh wow. I need to go to church with you one day.” 

“I would love that.” She said to me with a smile. I looked at her and hugged her. She was a blessing to have. 

Pesos 

“Man, you've been gone for a minute. I thought I was gonna have to come after you!” I yelled as Tanelle walked into her crib. A nigga was starving. Being on house arrest I couldn’t take my ass anywhere. Not even to get no ass. Shit was lame to me.  

“Boy hush, I had to go see Cam.” She said to me, causing me to get mad. I don’t even know the girl but Tanelle is always over there checking on her and doing her like she gets paid to do it or something. She was bad nonetheless, you could tell she was going through something. 

“What's her deal anyway?” I asked. 

“Nothing.” Tanelle plopped down handing me the Popeyes I requested. At least it was fresh. “She is off limits.” 

“Did I ask?” 

“You did.” 

“Why you always gatekeeping?” I asked seriously. Tanelle had a bad image of me to say I was her brother. She thought cus of the way I get money, I treated women like dogs. Only when I feel like they not shit for real. Other than that, I’m a gentleman. 

'“You don’t need to be messing with my friends. That’s why.” 

“But she bad…she caught my eyes.” 

“It's just because she from somewhere else. Milwaukee.” 

“No Wonder.” 

“Please, if you can’t resist, don't hurt her. She's going through a rough break up.” Tanelle sighed and admitted. I nodded rubbing my chin. I didn’t have any intentions of hurting lil ma. She was too bad to be hurting. I did wanna cash out on her one good time, see her in some fly shit. 

I picked up my phone already knowing what I was gonna say if she bit what I was giving. I went to her instagram page and clicked on ‘message’. I bypassed the warning message and typed my message. 

Wazzam witcha?

Nothing major. If she replied it was up from there. 

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LET HIM BE A KID / WELCOME TO SAN MYSHUNO

[San Simmy Airport, San Myshuno]

Princess Katherine: I’m so glad you had a great play date with Hali, Phillip. Daddy and I have to get off the plane so I'll call you tonight and yes, I'll show him the photos.

Princess Katherine: The kids said hi and they love you. Phillip said he really likes Hali and hopes she can come over for a play date at his house soon.

Prince Rainier: Let him be a kid, Kate. I know what you’re doing!

Princess Katherine: I’m not doing anything.

Prince Rainier: You’re already planning his wedding to this little girl. Let’s just get this tour over with. I’m tired and beyond ready to go home.

Princess Katherine: Four more days, that’s all. I love you, darling. I know this tour was not what you wanted to do and you sacrificed a lot these four weeks with me.

Prince Rainier: You’re my wife and the future Queen. I knew what life would be like I just thought we’d have more time before being thrust into such rigorous royal life. The kids are still so young, Kate. We’re missing so much of their life.

Princess Katherine: I know. I wish the kids could have come. They would have loved this military welcome!

Prince Rainier: The Prime Minister and his wife look so excited. Okay, four more day!

Princess Katherine: Look at the people of San Myshuno who came to welcome us!

Prince Rainier: What branches of military are here?

Princess Katherine: The Royal Army and the Royal Air Force are both based out of San Myshuno. The Royal Navy is the only branch in Brindleton Bay.

Prime Minister Antonio Mace: Welcome to San Myshuno, Your Royal Highness. The people and I have been greatly looking forward to your visit!

Princess Katherine: The city has developed so much, Prime Minister. The Duke and I are excited to see the people over the next few days.

Antonio: We will enjoy a relaxing night at the ballet tonight. I’m sure you two have had a busy three weeks. Our elderly, at the York Senior Center, have a special treat for you and the Duke on tomorrow!

Leyla Mace: How was the flight from Evergreen Harbor, Your Royal Highness?

Prince Rainier: Quite well, thank you.

Leyla: I’m sure you both will enjoy the San Myshuno Ballet tonight. The theatre was recently renovated and tonight is opening night of Romeo and Juliet!

Princess Katherine: Harper Jabari posted a picture on Simstagram of the kids from their play date the other day. Look!

Prince Rainier: He’s gotten so big in three weeks! I miss him so much. What does her caption say? She tagged us?

Princess Katherine: She said that when we return from the Commonwealth Tour, it’ll be our turn to host.

Prince Rainier: That photo will be on Goodmorning Windenburg first thing in the morning. Great! lol

Princess Katherine: Let’s have another baby.

Prince Rainier: Another baby? Grace just turned 3. We’ve finally stopped buying pampers and have missed three weeks of our current children’s lives, including Grace’s birthday. Now is not the time to have another baby.

Princess Katherine: I still think we should. After the tour, our life will settle down and we can talk about it more.

Prince Rainier: Our life won't settle down too much. My parents called today. They’re coming to visit.

Princess Katherine: Rainier! I can't believe you said yes without talking to me first.

Prince Rainier: I had no choice! Unlike your parents, they haven't seen their grandchildren in months. They’re coming, Kate.

Princess Katherine: Don't expect me to be around then. Your family hates me and since they’re coming to see the kids, they won't even miss me. After Garter Day, I’ll go to Sumpterton with my parents. When your family leaves you and the children can join us there.

Prince Rainier: I’m not going to Sumpterton. We’ve been away from our own home for weeks. I’ll send the kids but I'm staying home.

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Just the two of us PART I

FONTS

Flashbacks

Present

Author’s notes

Anthony POV

“ tony? darling, why are you still up? “ Gracie, my Gracie laughed, although she was half asleep so her voice was quite hoarse, It was currently 2: 50 am in the morning, and I had a report to write for the new case I was working on.

“ I just have to finish this report and I’ll go to bed love, “I said, suddenly I felt arms wrap around my chest, and I leaned into her touch, smiling. “ Anthony James Campbell, go back to bed right now, “ she said, pretending to look mad . “ hmm…no, “I said, “ did you hear that my heart ? your daddy doesn’t love us anymore, “ she said, rubbing her swollen belly, I got up and hugged her. “I could never stop loving you … and our unborn child “I murmured, kissing her forehead, and kneeling to kiss her stomach, “ what would you like them to be? “ she whispered, running her fingers through my hair.

“I am content with anything, a princess or a prince, I will love them no matter what “I sighed, leaning my forehead on her belly, she grabbed my hand and placed it below her belly button, “ can you feel that ? they love you too my love “, I chuckled nuzzling my nose onto her stomach, feeling the kicks of our child. “ I can’t wait... “I whispered, “ bed ? “ she asked, “ mhm “, getting up, I let her lead me towards our bedroom, removing my shirt, I laid down beside her, bringing her close to my chest.

“I love you, Gracie, always and forever “

“ and I, you Anthony James. “

I wake up to the sound of my alarm, 6:30 am, looking to my right, the empty spot tightens my chest, today is the day we move, me and harry. I quickly get up and put on a navy blue knit sweater, pairing it with some black trousers, knocking on my son’s door, I slowly open it to see my 4-year-old still asleep, his hair a curly mess, just like his mother when she woke up.

“ Harry…buddy wake up, “I said, tapping his shoulder, “ mmm..no papa, “ he said turning the other way, I sigh, and smirk as I start tickling him, he squeals, and I grab him by the waist. Nuzzling his small head into my neck, he mumbles, “ morning papa “, “ good morning to you too my prince “I chuckle . “ do you remember what day today is buddy? “I ask him, “ don !! “ he says, looking at me, “ that’s right, we’re moving to London today “I laugh, “ so you gotta help papa and be a good boy ok ?“, “ yes ! “ he squeals, throwing his hands in the air, “ that’s my harry, “I said ruffling his hair, harry squirmed his tiny body, trying to get down, and so I put him down. He ran to the bathroom and grabbed a hairbrush, “ bwush ? “ he said, giving it to me, “ alright, c’mere “I said patting his bed, the 4-year-old sat down, and I grabbed the brush, combining his hair, “ there we go, handsome as ever, just like you’re father “I said, grinning.

3RD PERSON POV

And so Anthony changed harry out of his night clothes, changing him into a more appropriate outfit, a sweater with little dinosaurs knitted on it, along with some brown trousers, and a blouson jacket to keep him warm.

Since he had already made the moving company place most of his furniture and belongings into their new flat, they didn’t have any pans, plates, or cutlery left in the house to make or eat some breakfast, the only thing left in the house was their beds, and harry’s toys, and their dog muffin’s belongings, the bed was going to get picked up by the moving truck, and the rest in their car.

Before driving to London, they ate some breakfast at their local diner.

ANTHONY POV

I stared at my son as he ate his omelets, debating whether I should ask him or not, “ Harry? “I eventually said, the boy looked up at me, with the same baby blue eyes I have, “ do you want to go to momma’s and say goodbye? “I asked, “ mhm ! “ he smiled, “ wanna give momma bye byes, “ he said.

“ Alright then, c’mon “, he reaches for me as I carry him, I pay the cashier and leave the diner, placing Harry in the back, on his baby car seat. As I drove, I turned on some music Harry liked, Chiquitita by abba, although harry sounds like an animal trying to speak English, I would never admit that, in my opinion, it was wholesome how he inherited his love for music from both me and Gracie, I hum along to the song, and as it ends, we were already at the gate of the graveyard.

I carry harry to Gracie’s tomb, putting him down once we got there, “ say hi buddy “ I whisper, trying my best not to crack my voice in front of my son, “ Hi momma “ Harry says softly, Hugging my leg, I sit down, putting Harry on my lap, “ hello darling... today's the day, we're moving to London. “ I sigh, “ I wish you were here Grace, I don't know how to handle this little monster without you “ I smile, “ Hey! Harry no monster “ harry pouts, I laugh and push back his hair, kissing his temple, “ he’s exactly like you Gracie... I promise to raise him the way you would've wanted me to “ I murmur, kissing my fingers, I placed them on the tomb, “ I love you, Gracie, always and forever. “.

“ say bye harry, “ I say, “ Bye bye momma, I love you . “ he said, hugging my neck.

We get up and get in the car, “ Hi muffin “ Harry squeals, playing with the dog.

Looking back one last time, I sigh, smiling softly.

Next stop, London.

A/N

This was very short, lol I promise to write more next time :) .

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123123: Arrivals & Departures

Still so in love with Departures (Okuribito), a 2008 Japanese film.

Today marks the end of 2023 szn, and let me try to say adios to this very curious year, shall we?

Currently trying to fight the signs of aging and a probable flu as I've been exposed to my tito who came from Thailand and caught the virus. I also tried biking under bipolar weather conditions accompanied by cool winds, because, biking is a bitch; biking is life. I didn't go for the 100-km route to San Pablo because dad is shaking. LOL.

Still have too many things to do especially for work, but, here we are. I've been posting quite a lot on my feed but, this time around, it's an ode to the dear departed's loving memories, life and love lessons. I still evade the photos and videos featuring me, but, I allow some "must have" shots here, there and everywhere. DOUBLE DRAGON: MOTHER DRAGONS UNITED

This 2023, losing my last standing grandparent, my ina at 88 years old allowed me to face and manage my mom issues. I know I have been a loud and proud mother dragon's girl, but, as aligned with her in heaven and here at our tiny Manila home, it's my turn to make things happen and let things happen.

Speaking of which, I always ask mom to look after our house especially during times when I'd be gone for longer than usual. When we arrived this morning, all the lights I turned off and even the air con that I double checked with dad is on. Yes, mother dragon is not kidding when I said that she keeps our house intact. She had a "cold" welcome, her signature vibe. Dad said that it kinda reminds him of Casper, the friendly ghost. I never felt mom haunted our Manila house; however, I feel her at times especially this Q4 2023. This "paradam" is not intrusive, strictly speaking; but is generally comforting and challenging. Her Taurus trail is unapologetic, spot on and, yes, bulldozing a lot of times; but, she trained her dragon baby well. While I'm still learning and unlearning the ultra femme side of life with my Cancer-Aries twists and turns, I am certain that she's slowly clapping with her RBF on. While it's gonna be 12 years with her come June 2024, I know that this time around, kaya ko na talaga with feelings na. DOUBLE C CUPS

As I'm looking after two boomers in the family who are battling the Big C, I'm reminded of Tito Taurus' departure. I can say that roadtrips as a passenger princess being fed tabing-daan food keeps me up and has a bittersweet vibe now. I'm no longer overstimulated with the thought of dealing with lumps that are all off to palliative care. These days, I am able to talk to these two boomers with compassion as opposed to jam-packed action items, only. I'm more focused on the quality of life rather than seeing number bumps and vital stats booming all the way up. It's actually my best apology to Tito Taurus who I lambasted with very little lambing even days before he went under the knife. I know he's smirking right now and he doesn't give a damn about this apology; however, I also know that I'm fulfilling my promise to him --making better choices than he did; and just doing it with humility no matter how ugh it feels, sounds and looks. I just hope that these two boomers survive this crazy adventure and that they be surrounded with full support especially on the emotional and mental side of this battle.

Seeing them go down the drain still breaks my heart and soul; however, I'm hanging onto the studies that have shown that there's better chances of surviving this Big C bitch. Let's go. I know that the battle will end at their final destination, but may their days and nights be filled with living life to the fullest as they embrace the power of complete surrender after the fights they're facing and winning, so far.

CHOKE ME, DADDY... NO MORE

I'm also saying adios to my well-loved daddy issues, finally. Must be because dad is on takbong wonky B even when his 29er is adjusting way too much. He even said several times na matulin din naman pala my wonky B. So, I'd have to adjust with his pace also in the coming days, weeks, months and years. His holiday wish? For me to be gentler even when he's not gonna back down. LOL. "Anak, alam mo naman tatay mo, 'di ba? Init ulo talaga ako. 'Wag mo na lang akong masyadong patulan. Ikaw din naman naga-adjust 'di ba?" Hahaha. This line is actually his first official line to ask it nicely AND genuinely. May humility na siya now and syempre, his only daughter is more grounded, too. It's never gonna perfect, but, I know this is our new chapter, together and apart, too.

OH, BABY, BABY BRO

Since my brother has a new kid on the block, I'm actually stepping on the break more and more, as I try my best to be gentler with him, just like the old days. Unlike the old days, though, I come with "wisdom" as a Tita who has 7 and counting anak-anakans including him.

My brother usually calls me but I don't answer readily. LOL. The past weeks though, even when I'm not a fan of kids especially babies who just babble away, I try my best to engage with my pamangkin. I can't wait for him to grow up so we can bike with Ely. LOL. Matagal-tagal pa 'yun, but I'm patient naman sa antayan at ahunan, I guess. What bike to give these two babies kaya who'd be toddlers by then? Abangan! LOL. Shemay.

BABA, BLACK SHEEP

As my 4th anak-anakan shared, I'm not a black sheep. I guess it's her saying that I'm but postmodern. LOL. Kidding aside, as I come home to ina and ama's humble home in the sleepy town of Laguna, I'm faced with so many emotions that are being filmed and ready to be processed in the dark room where death and life come as one. It's not easy as our family is not the type who'd down tough conversations. However, I feel like as an empath, I am allowing myself to touch-base with them along with specific boundaries. Before, I'd go all out in checking on everyone. Happy to share that this is the first ever holiday that I didn't lift a finger. No stress about what to cook, bring, gift and all stuff and fluff. I'm now in my era where I share a bit of who I really am and who I am really not with them, too.

SOUL SIS SIZZLES

It's really nice to have soul sisters who are on different timezones because I get access to asynchronous responses and messages. LOL. While there are too many times I still forget to reply, I reply pa rin naman kahit mga ilang days na ang nakalipas.

And having them in countries that I like to visit one day is also an added push to do better and make more and more streams that are hopefully flowing steadily this 2024.

SCENTSATIONS Here's to revisiting the scents, the sounds, the feelings and everything in between involving past hurts, traumas and rejections. While at it, I'm totally ready to let these go. I think scents would be the trickiest because it rouses memories even those that I thought are no longer with me, those that were CTRL + ALT + DEL-ed ages ago. But, as I curate my tiny home outside Manila, I need these books to be closed, so I can open up new ones.

BATS, BATS: NO IF'S NOT BUTTS

As a sentimental scavenger which I got from mother dragon, this is easily one of the most curious tasks that is arriving officially this 2024. There are times when I ask myself the reason why I'm clearing out stuff. There'd be times when I'd think about dark thoughts, again and again. But, this time, I'd like to proceed with decluttering not only my physical space, but more importantly, my emotional, mental and spiritual space. It's time, finally. Let me be super clear that I don't aim for minimalism nor maximalism. I'm but trying to keep the old and the new in a state where they co-exist and make me feel more alive as I hopefully, breather deeper breaths. ULTIMATE DOG SHOW SZN

I need to work harder as a dog mom to my three dog kiddos. I know I'm quite decent especially when I've raised two 11-year old dogs for the first time in my life. LOL. However, I can sense their anxiety that obviously, comes from me. I think I've gone too far as a dogmom who gets unrequited love from them. While I know dogs love with no expectation, here's a version of me that's a bit gentler and kinder to them. GAH. Hassle pero sige, push na natin since they've really proven their worth through the years. Nothing fancy, just more bonding time and more treats for them at home.

ON YOUR KNEES, PLEASE

I've been more attuned with my prayer life, too. I'm still not big on the whole prod called praying in churches that much, but I guess, Uptown Chapel is a game changer. It's near work and not a lot of people go there. I hope that they keep the glass tinted because, there are times when I cry tiny tears even when I try to hold them back with all my heart and soul. LOL.

This Christmas Mass, I prayed for something that I've not prayed about since 2012. No other clue because it's actually a super passionate prayer that for me, myself and I. I don't know if it's gonna be a YES or NO or MAYBE SO, but, let's see, 2024! Gugulatin mo ba talaga ako ng tuluyan?

WHAT I DON'T TALK ABOUT WHEN I TALK ABOUT WRITING

There are still a good number of things that I'd like to keep to myself, for now. These are things that I consider in their brewing stage. I always tell people who try to reach out that I'm not an an open book, and that still holds true. However, I'd like to be more intentional and allow myself the benefit of the doubt in spite my still trusted issues.

I guess, I'd start with something that happened during my stay in ina's hometown. I actually talked about my adventures and misadventures regarding my dating history. Hahahahahaha. Shemay. Caught off guard with a series of sessions with really well-meaning titas and poof... I didn't salvage the discussions unlike before. In fairness, they enjoyed it and I must say that I had a decent time with them, too. I don't talk about my dating history in public because, I'm bleeding in scarlet sins.

They actually thought I have a non-existent dating life. LOL. Lo and behold, they are too excited for what's to come and I've got a reco/referral, already. Hahahahaha. Real quick, that one, but, as I've said: I'll keep on waiting 'til The Last One wins the real game. By game, I don't mean playing fucking games. Not anymore. Hodor.

Accio Always Era is here, there and everywhere for 2024, because, I guess, I'm ready for it. I'm still petrified, honestly, but, here's my giving things a really, really good try sa abot ng kapurit na kaya ko at kung anong ako at hindi ako. Editing my "checklist" because we've aged and gone frailer than usual, also. LOL. LABORA MAJORA

The wellness leave that has been overdue actually allowed me to look at my current work space from a healthy distance. It's different to be out of the office for quite some time, but I know I need this and want this especially as 2024 is here and now. It's not gonna be an easy year as I'd need to step up consistently and intentionally. However, I guess that I'm on my way to Ikigai era na rin because Japan is love. Also, I am giving me and V another chance to slay deadlines and beyond through my current job description and my current team, too. Losing V has been a solid push as I sink and swim in my new role that has been 6 months na pala rin. How time flies noh?

As the fireworks light up the sky this midnight, I'm doing the laundry while Vici is on my lap. LOL. I love how simple my YE and YO are. As in. In my ratty pambahay and Swiftie shirt from Linya-Linya pa. I love how I'm writing it out in mom's spot. I love how my lofi PL soothes me and keeps me up, too. I love how I don't indulge in an iced drink because I'm fighting a flu. I love how Vicks has an Xtra Strong variant. And I love how the peace is with me amidst the crazy putukan sa labas. I love the smell of fresh laundry. I love how Vidi and KD are fast asleep because they we're really tired from our uwi sa Laguna. I love how Vici, inspite being 11 is like a baby na akala mo first time mag-New Year. :p I love how I had cheese, prosciutto, rice and bottled tuyo with chili garlic bits. No alchohol, too. LOL. Baka bukas na or this coming weekend. I love how our YE lunch ni dad a while ago featured sinaing na tulingan and ginataang hipon na maliliit ala Laguna with pinya na ngayon. As a mababaw girly, this set up is best for me. :) Natawid ko rin, finally.

This is how 2023 ends, and how 2024 begins. Wala namang bago. Walang bago sa taon because it's but another social construct. However, this new year might actually be the start of the real me, only better, through it all. Still not a fan of festivities, but, ready to give each day and night a better try, maiba naman. Putukan na. Pasiklaban na. Pasavogue na.

[teenmomcentral]

Maci Bookout is defending her decision to stand by her baby daddy Ryan Edwards through his rehab/recovery for his longtime addiction to drugs.

The Teen Mom: The Next Chapter star appeared on The Hopeaholics podcast recently to discuss her controversial decision to support Ryan— who is the father of her oldest son Bentley— after years of having little to no relationship with him— and despite his continuing habit of breaking the law.

During the interview, Maci also addressed how becoming a support person for Ryan has affected her relationships with her husband Taylor McKinney and with Bentley.

The Ashley has pulled out some of the most-interesting parts of the (insanely long) podcast interview and included them below!

On why she decided to stop hating Ryan & start supporting him:

Maci— who has attended some of Ryan’s court hearings this year following his latest relapse and legal issues— said that she began to reevaluate how she treated Ryan after Bentley spoke up about it to her.

“[Bentley was] like ‘Your relationship— or lack thereof— with him does affect the relationship that I have with him,'” Maci said. “And, you know, honestly, right when I heard that, inside I was boiling, because I was like, ‘What do I have to do with that? Your dad can show up whenever he wants to. You’ve got a cell phone. He’s got your number. He can reach out. He can show up to your sports stuff. But he doesn’t. What do I have to do with that?'”

Maci said that, because she had already put herself in therapy by that point, she realized that it was important for her to listen to Bentley, instead of getting angry about it.

“It was like the boiling was starting and I had to turn it down, turn the oven off,” she said. “It was like, ‘No, hear him. Hear what he is telling you.’ And figure out what you can f**king do different. If you want to be a good mom, be a good mom. Now’s the time. He just told you something, listen to him!'”

Eventually, Maci met up with Ryan in person to discuss trying to fix their co-parenting relationship.

“I kind of was just like, ‘Hey, let’s just put all the s**t on the ground and call it what it is. Are we going to start fresh and do this correctly?’ Yes. We committed to a few things, things I needed from him, things he needed from me. And then a year later, here we are.”

Later in the podcast, Maci addressed why she changed how she dealt with Ryan.

“It was so easy in the past to get angry and say ‘F**k it, f**k you, I’m so angry, I’m not doing this.’ But where did that get me? Where did that get me as a mother? Where did that get my son? As a friend even, to Ryan, where did that get us? Nowhere. But I couldn’t keep doing things the way I had been handling it before, because that wasn’t working either.”

On Ryan’s recent relapse: 

As The Ashley previously reported, Ryan has had several arrests this year for drug-related offenses (as well as other crimes such as harassing his soon-to-be-ex-wife Mackenzie, and Reckless Driving). Maci admitted that Ryan’s actions still make her angry, but she tries to keep herself in check.

“What do I have to offer Ryan then, when I’m so angry that I could rip his freaking eyeballs out of his face? Because he’s not getting it,” she said. 

Ryan has admitted to struggling with substance abuse issues for at least a decade, and, despite his relapse, Maci said that 2023 has been her best year with Ryan yet.

“His addiction– it was always very up and down— last year, he was good,” she said. “He relapsed early this year…went to jail. Right now he’s currently in a halfway house and he’s got like six months sober.

“And, still, we’ve been in touch and it’s arguably the best year of our relationship in all of 16 years. All because Bentley said something.”

On why she still encourages Bentley to have a relationship with Ryan, despite his relapse:

“A lot of people are like, ‘Man, how do you put yourself back in the line of fire [with Ryan]? How can you?'”

Maci said she learned through her time in Al-Anon that “there’s a difference between hope and expectations. You should never not have hope, ever. Hope should be a constant.”

She said she let go of her anger at Ryan in order to move her and Bentley’s relationships with Ryan forward.

“It’s very easy for parents to say, ‘I’m the parent, you’re the kid. You don’t know what I’ve dealt with. You don’t know what I’ve put up with for you to even still know who your dad is. Because there was no court order [telling me I had to let him see Bentley]. Literally, you could not know who this guy is and not have seen him in 10 years’… that’s what Maci would have done three years ago.”

On how Taylor feels about Maci’s renewed relationship with Ryan:

Maci says navigating the Ryan stuff with Taylor has been a “task.”

“He has raised Bentley with me,” Maci said of Taylor. “There is no ‘That’s my stepdad’ or ‘That’s my stepson.’ [Taylor] is his dad, too. And for Taylor, my husband, his experience is always cleaning up the mess Ryan made. Being the one to pick the pieces up, being the one who does show up and you can count on, no questions asked, any time, all the time.

“For him, it’s been very much like, ‘OK, so I have to watch my son and my wife willingly walk back into the danger zone? And just be sitting here, waiting to clean the mess up again? Why?'”

Maci commended Taylor for being a constant for Bentley and, essentially, making it safe for Bentley to venture into having a relationship with Ryan.

On the state of her seven-year marriage:

Maci and Taylor recently celebrated seven years of marriage, prompting the podcast hosts to ask her if she currently has “the seven-year itch.”

“You have to choose it every day. And it could be three months where Taylor’s the one picking up the slack and taking it on the chin. But six months from now it could be me doing that…” Maci said. 

On people criticizing her for filming about Bentley’s therapy:

“There’s a lot of s**t online [of people saying], ‘This should be private.’ … They would film us in the car with the Go-Pros or whatever, going to therapy and then when we leave. But we don’t talk about what was talked about in there. I don’t even know what was talked about in there. [between Bentley and his therapist].”

Maci insisted that Bentley (as well as her other kids Maverick and Jayde) have the ability to say no to filming for the show whenever they want.

“…He could say, ‘Yeah, I want to talk about it’ or, ‘Yeah, it’s OK if we film with Go-Pros’ but the second he changes his mind, he changes his mind,” Maci said. “And we’re done and it’s over with, whatever. Production, they’ve always been very respectful of that. Anything, especially heavy stuff, I feel like we have so many conversations [while cameras are] not rolling, off-record with Bentley and our producer. It’s always up to [the kids if they want to film]. There’s no questions asked, ever.” 

On what Bentley calls his father:

‘Teen Mom’ viewers have criticized Maci for referring to Ryan by his name instead of ‘Dad’ when speaking to Bentley. During the podcast, Maci addressed this.

“[Bentley] does kind of call him Ryan,” she said. “Sometimes [he calls him] Dad, but if I say Ryan it’s not like I’m being an assh**e. It’s just how we talk.”

On how the cycle of teen pregnancy in her family affected the name she chose for Bentley:

Maci was randomly asked why she chose the name “Bentley Cadence” for her first son. She denied that she chose “Bentley” because of the vehicle brand of the same name.

“It’s not after the car….I would have picked like Nova or Camaro or something. I feel like it was just in a baby name book,” she said. “I picked his middle name [Cadence] first. I knew it immediately, in English class. I love poetry and always have, and I was reading different poetic terms. I was pregnant but I had not told anyone. I was still at my regular school, and had just found out. I came across ‘Cadence’ and I was like, ‘Oh, I love that.'”

She said she also chose the name as a sort of homage to being a second-generation teen mom.

“My parents were teen parents, so they had my brother when they were teenagers, and had me at 20. So I was like, ‘There’s something poetic about the fact that teen pregnancy is a cycle.’

“So I picked that and was like, ‘What name goes with Cadence?’…Right when I read [the name ‘Bentley’] I knew.”

#teen mom #mtv #teen mom the next chapter #interview #maci bookout #ryan edwards #taylor mckinney

[cineflections]

Long post incoming

Some thoughts I had while watching ep4 of the Uncanny Counter season 1 (in a bulleted list):

• Man I've heard stories on how brutal bullies are in Korea, while I guess this particular "ganging up on 1 guy" isn't exclusive to Korea, the prevalence of bullying in kdramas is quite abundant.

• Cool fight sequence, all in first person. Could it perhaps be meant to indicate Wi-Gen's lack of control and seeing things from his perspective? It's cool, but is that all there is? I mean, is it there to just be a cool and unusual sequence, or is it symbolism? I remember that old Doom movie has a similar sequence, but that was to mimic and give homage to the video game it adapted. If it was to showcase Mun's rage, I kinda fail to see it. Yes, it is a brutal beat-up, but there's not enough visually showing it in the cinematography. There's a blur effect, but maybe they should've made it more pronounced like a tunnel vision or made him see red (literally)?

• And like I suspected, So Mun's power is to create a "territory". Just what was needed, seeing that his predecessor died because it disappeared.

• Of course, the rich parents come in and will not accept that their children should be punished. As if they're literally a "better man" than their "poor" peers. And Sugar Daddy comes to save the day again!

• "I bet you don't have a trillion won in your bank!

• Justice for all victims of bullies!

• That bully, the mayor's son, will definitely become possessed by a wandering soul. Or maaaaybe he will get powers from like a counter-like group but evil? He has too much screen-time by now that he will for sure play a bigger role as our boy's rival.

• The police are corrupt, the mayor and possibly others are corrupt. We do get the good cop woman, who faces obstacles at every turn.

• The plot regarding Mo-Tak's (attempted) murder and So Mun's parents' death is intriguing, and they were definitely involved with something. But what could that be? Has it to do with the counters? Or is it a plot separate from the main plot (although, since it's currently the only plot, I find that implausible)

• Hahah, Mo-Tak's face when finding out him and the girl cop were together once.

• "I can't lose the counter job. Wi-Gen promised I'd meet my parents if I did good as a counter" - boy, 🤦‍♀️ you violated one of their rules, that "if" is no longer in play..... you did not do good, lmao.

• Hahahah everyone just fainting by transferring to the other side. But man, Chu Mae Ok mvp: "Don't mess with my baby!" Paraphrasing, but YES!

• Hahaha, Mo-Tak doing a superhero landing on their table 🤣 😂

• I'm pretty sure Wi-Gen has already decided. She's just keeping her mouth shut for dramatic effect. She's probably dying inside from all the drama around her.

• Like why is that lady there. Why is she so disagreeable? (Talking about Mo-Tak's afterlife partner)

• The afterlife group. Is that like a family? Grandma, and three grandchildren??

• Netflix should really fix the subtitles. Sometimes they are late to show up and then, they disappear in a flash to make room for the next sentence... if the show had been in Japanese I might have been able to understand some of what they're saying, but Korean is beyond me except for certain words, so I'm afraid I'm missing out on key info sometimes.

• Wait wait wait. Omg really. So the mayor or whoever is in a sauna? Looks like one. I was wondering why the fuck they still look so wet? Like even if you immediately get into it after a shower your skin dries in like a minute or two. But these guys are still dripping. (Pls excuse the literal screenshots)

• Lmao they really be doing sauna in 43 degrees Celsius?? You mofos are weak af. 🤣🤣🤣🤣. My parents have a sauna in their house, and we never use it under 75 degrees, and that is low by our standards. My dad goes up to 90 degrees at times!

• And they keep the door open and let all the warmth out!

• So the mayor is renting land from another rich old dude, who thinks they are hiding something illegal? He doesn't seem to be a good guy either since he probably has connections to the corrupt cops. That old man will for sure die by the mayor's hand.

• Wow that was quick. Getting a hitman?

• Oh wait, the "hitman" is the guy's son? Adopted? Guardian relationship? Cuz that relationship is one sided. Daddy issues galore.

• Wuuuuuuut??! Mae Ok's partner is her own son? Damn that's kinda sad. And who is the girl in his wedding picture? Should I know her? And he can't find deaths from 2013 and So Mun's parents. Maybe that means they aren't dead? But there's corruption even in the afterlife, it seems. Intriguing.

• Oh, So Mun got his father's number.

• So "hitman" is a hitman and got powers. Possibly level 3? But that's a bit weird. Maybe that soul will transfer to mayor's son? Or the mayor and his goonies have a deal with the corrupt part of the afterlife?

Well, I'll find out as I progress. But I don't have time to continue today!

#series #kdrama #the uncanny counter season 1 #the uncanny counter season 1 episode 4 #so mun #chu mae ok #ga mo tak #do hana