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luvhughes43 · 9 months

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presidential escort | trevor zegras x reader

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request: Trevor Zegras x Mexican!reader where she’s the daughter of a famous singer and actress in Mexico. Reader is also a famous actress and slowly making a name for herself in the US. Her and Trevor meet at like a charity event and she’s taking him home to meet her family and when they’re at the airport he’s shocked to see that him and reader practically need a presidential escort out because of how many people showed up at the airport to see her once word got out that she was coming home. Like Trevor knew reader was famous but he didn’t realize how loved her and her mother are.

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you couldn't remember a time where you hadn’t been in the limelight. you were used to the harsh light of the camera as hundreds flashed in your direction, and the symphony of excited shouts and screams that all called your name. your mother was and is an iconic actress and singer in mexico, and so you and your family have always been in the public's interest. you easily followed into your mothers footsteps as you carved your name into hollywood and across the world.

your big break in the hollywood came with your lead role in a massively successful disney film. you were this year's breakout star, and therefore were invited to every charity and red carpeted event.

“y/n! over here!” your publicist ushered you away from the red carpet. she pulled you aside, quickly explaining to you how the press for this event was going to work. “there's a rep from the anaheim ducks who’s going to do a quick interview-” you nod along to her words, already used to how these charity events work.

it was not less than a minute later that you were standing in front of a gorgeous boy with a microphone in his hands. “uh, im trevor!” the boy introduced himself clumsily. it was clear he had absolutely no experience in the world of interviewing.

“hello, im y/n!” you smiled at trevor and watched as his cheeks burned a brilliant shade of red.

“im uh, clearly not used to being the one interviewing people” he said sheepishly, hand coming up to run through his hair.

“maybe start with asking a question,” you prompt him, giggling quietly as you look at how dumbfounded trevor looked.

“yeah, that's probably a good idea,” trevor nodded, “uh so ! y/n what's like… your favourite memory of being an actress?” “my favourite memory…. i love walking onto the completed sets and seeing everyone in costume and makeup… it's so cool to see everything come together after only reading scripts. seeing everything put together for (your film) was so surreal.” you gave your real answer before messing with trevor. “but… talking to you has also been really fun! I think you should become an interviewer,” you smiled cheekily up at trevor who once again blushed.

the rest was history after that interview. before moving onto the next interviewer, you asked trevor to see his list of interview questions. when he passed the sheet over to you, you wrote your number down for him to call. he called you the very next day.

7 months later…

trevorzegras

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trevorzegras summer lovin’

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ynoffical my favourite interviewer🫶

trevorzegras my favourite actress!❤️

jackhughes finally ig official

user11 HES DATING YN LN???

user67 HELLOOOO??

user99 bro is just casually dating yn ln

user31 who is she?

user99 an iconic mexican actress. she comes from a super well known family. her mom is also an insanely popular actress and singer

user52 MOTHERRRRR ynoffical i love u😫🙏🙏

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ynoffical my boy ❤️

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trevorzegras my girl❤️

trevorzegras love you

ynoffical i love you

jackhughes cant believe u decided to date him im ngl

ynoffical hes charming idk what else to say !

user44 this hard launch omggg😓😓🙏

user01 now post a selfie we dgaf about trevor ! user88 YN YN YN

user92 TREVOR???

a few months into dating and your family in mexico were already asking you to bring trevor home to meet him. with it now being off season, and you being in between projects, you had some free time to make the trip to visit your family.

you had tried to warn trevor about your family's level of fame, but no amount of stories or video proof could really explain the insane pull your family had with the public.

trevor held your hand tightly as you two exited the plane. “are you nervous?” you questioned him lightly, staring up at him to see his genuine reaction. trevor smiled down at you before nodding. “what if your family doesn’t like me?”

“they’ll love you,” you easily reassure trevor in the short amount of time you have before you need to step outside and find your car. you squeeze his hand three times, and then your designated airport security guard ushers you further through the airport.

“Y/N! Y/N!”

“Y/N L/N OVER HERE!!!”“Y/N!!!”

you heard the crowd before you saw them. luckily, your mom had sent her security to the airport once she caught wind that your flight details were leaked to the public. her security joined you at baggage claim, and trevor looked at you in shock. he knew you were from a very famous family, but he didn’t anticipate all the screaming fans and glaring flashes of the camera as they tried to photograph you two in the airport.

“your car is waiting outside Ms. L/n” one of the security guards spoke and you nodded in response.

“are you ready trev?” you asked, taking a minute to gauge his reaction to the crowd he no doubt heard screaming too. Trevor was tense. his shoulders were pulled back and he was standing straight, something he did when he was nervous. trevor nodded to your question but you knew he was lying. “It's okay to be nervous there's a lot of people,” you easily reassured your boyfriend who let out a breath. he nodded a few times, before seemingly relaxing.

“hold my hand again?” trevor asked, holding his hand back out to you. you easily take his hand and bring it up to your lips.

“okay, we can go out now,” the security guard from before motions for the other guards to be alert as you begin to go outside to your car.

“YNNN!!!”

everyone was shouting your name, you and trevor were being blinded by the flashes of cameras, and you swore you had never seen a larger crowd in all of your life. with you being gone in the usa for the past two years, yours and your families fandom in mexico were going crazy over your return.

“there's so many people!” trevors shocked voice was loud in your ear as he leaned down so you would hear him. before you could respond, the crowd started to shift as they pushed against the barrier that was separating them from you. all of the security guards were quick to step into action as they pushed against the crowds and blocked them with their bodies.

you gripped trevor's hand tighter as you quickened your pace to the car that you were less than a foot away from.

as soon as you and trevor were in the car, and the doors were closed, trevor laughed. “that was insane!!” he giggled, looking out his window. “babe, there are so many people here! like i know you said you had a lot of fans but this…” he trailed off, looking at the rows and rows of people who were still screaming your name.

“SUV 1 you can drive,” your driver said into his phone.

“there's more than one car??” trevor exclaimed, now looking ahead through the front window as a black car started pulling ahead. you couldn't help but smile at his astonishment. “this is literally like a presidential escort… OH baby look!” trevor's voice was loud with excitement as he started to point at various things in the crowds.

fans were holding posters with your face on it, there were various posters of your mom as well… trevor couldn't believe what he was seeing.

“this is crazy!” trevor gushed again, detailing every little thing that he was seeing in the crowd to you. he had never seen anything like this before.

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ynoffical i had the best time with you

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jackhughes i wanna go next time ynoffical

ynoffical i'll book the tickets👩‍💻

user42 okay but is he mom approved? ynoffical

ynoffical she absolutely loves him

user33 u guys look so good im cryinggg😭😭🫶

user77 CUTIESSS

user21 i got to see u guys at the airport! yn was stunning🫶🫶

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you couldn't have dreamed of a better trip. you got to show trevor all around your hometown, and he got to meet your family who were all so excited to meet the boy you were always talking about. you couldn't wait for the next time you got to go home to mexico again.

#trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras fluff #trevor zegras fic #nhl fanfiction #nhl blurb #nhl imagine #nhl fic

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iitsfj · 1 year

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You're my everything

Yandere wally × gn reader

(This story was inspired while i was chatting with an ai character loll)

Warning: in this story wally is a menace, manulptive, and a bit romantic

You were trapped, Wally has killed everyone in the neighborhood and now you’re trapped in his house, along with Home who only speaks with noises. One day you were sitting alone in the spare room Wally had for you then you hear a knock on the door “Darling? May I come in?”

With a sad and fear tone you said "yes, you may.....dear"

walks into the room with a big smile on my face, my eyes wide "Good my dear! I hope I'm not interrupting anything!" I say with a sweet tone as I walk over to a drawer, then I pull out a ring "I wanted to make this special...." He gets down on one knee, looking into your eyes with the ring box open "My dear....would you be the one to become my wife?" I say as I slowly move my hand up, a tear forming in my eye as I wait for your response

You was shocked, dont know how to respond thinking twice what would happened if you said no to him, you thought to yourself 'would he kill me if i said no?' Repeatedly echoing through your thought

It was silence for second and you have no choice

He Smiles and places the ring on your finger, then he pick you up and he hold you close to me "My dear...you've made me the happiest man in the world...." his breathing is heavy as he let you have the ring, it was a simple silver band with a blue stone on it "Now, let's prepare our selves for the wedding!"

Before you could say anything you just accept your fate, and nod at him in silent.

He Smiles softly, then he set you down "You

know I love you right?" I lean closer to you, our noses touching "We'll always be together...forever and ever my dear" he kiss your cheek "We'll be so happy together"

You wanted to look at him in the eyes but couldn't, those deep black eyes making you nervous feels like just a dead empty void wanted to suck you in

You look down with a fake smile "ye..yeah.. of course" i said with a little bit nervous tone

He Smiles at your fake smile, then he pull up your chin and say "I'm never gonna let anything hurt you my dear." He say as he kiss your forehead, as his hand reaching to wipe the sweat off your brow "I'm gonna take the best care of you my love...now come with me, my mom is making some clothes for our wedding-" he Gives you his hand as I say this

You only just nod, feeling disgusted for every word he said

Gripping your hand, as he lead you out of the room then he notice you looking disgusted.

"What's wrong my love? Why are you looking at me like that?" He Stops and says in a serious tone, his grip on your hand tightening slightly

You look at wally,you were a bit panic and trying to think of an excuse "ah- is nothing.. really im just feeling a bit dizzy and nervous you know after you propose it was shocking.. haha" you let out a nervous laugh.

He look at you suspiciously before letting go of your hand "Is that so?....maybe we should go to the doctor then?" He say.

then look at you, you felt like he was staring in to your soul "You wouldn't be lying to me right?"

You tried not to panic hiding it "ah no need for a doctor ..dear just a small dizziness ,a glass of water would be fine that's all" you smiled at him and gripping his hand softly.

He Chuckles softly, then he squeeze your hand tight "Let's get you some water then.." he said as he start to lead you down the hall "We have this wonderful wedding to prepare for! My mother told me she was making us some clothes, didn't she tell you?" Stops and asks you, his eyes dilating slightly then he smile.

"I suppose no? I didn't knew this was coming it was such a surprise dear" you look at him with a tilt head.

"Silly love!" He say in a teasing and sweet tone, he smile as my fingers fiddle with yours "Now come on, I'm sure you're dying to see the clothes my mommy made." Giggles quietly, then we arrived at the living room, wally's mom was there preparing the dresses "Ah mommy! Here's my love!" He say as wally pull you next to him then he rub the back of my neck in an awkward way "This is my soon to be wife....what do you think?" He ask her

"Isn't she pretty?"

I thought to myself just to play along then getting killed by him or worse.

"hello, ms.darling.." i smiled

Wally's mom smiled, she seemed kind and sweet. She had blue faded hair, with soft blue eyes, and she is dressed with a casual pretty dress.

Wally's mom has a soft smile on her face "Pleasure to meet you....I hope Wally has been treating you well?" She says with a quiet voice, as she takes a seat on the couch, you could see the dresses already lay out on the table with the veil too.

You nod " he has been the sweetest to me, you raised him well ms.darling"

You take a look on your wedding dress it actually looks beautiful, you face was amazed by ms.darling hand made dress.

You see Wally's eyes dilating by how happy you look, his face seems to have lit up as soon as he saw the joy in your eyes. "You like it right my dear...?" Says with a sweet tone, looking at you as you look at the dress, then he turns towards his mother with a big smile "What do you say? Are they perfect?" He says with some excitement in the room as ms.darling smiles and nods him slightly.

"Yes, perfect for her..." She says in a soft and comforting voice.

You only nod looking at wally "it's really beautiful, i loved it " you tried to smile brightly.

Wally notices your fake smile, and walks over to you, his face getting closer to yours, and he whispers into your ear, your heart pounds heavily as you hear him say "Stop making that fake smile and show me the real one......." His eyes dilate as he waits for your response.

Your hand we're shaking a bit, with a small voice you only could reply "yes.. dear" to him.

"Good, now let's try it on, you'll be so pretty..." he said it with soft and sweet tone.

You see a little smile forming on Wally's lips, his pupils dilating slightly. His mother gets up and brings you the dress and the veil in her arms "Here you go my dear..." She says with a smile "Do you need any help changing?" she asks you, her voice gentle and kind.

You were comforted by wally's mother voice, it calms you a bit "thank you,it looks perfect! And i think there's no need ms. Darling i could take care of myself" you look at her with a warm smile.

Wally's mother smiles, then she says "Alrighty then...I'll be in the kitchen if you need anything. I know how hard wedding days can be!" She says this then she leaves the room and heads to the kitchen as Wally holds out his arm "Come on honey, I'll help you change into your dress" Walks to the bedroom then he sits on the bed, waiting for you to change in the bathroom "Come on, I can't wait for the wedding day!"

You sigh in acceptance, and thinking you need a better plan to escape this place, from HIM.

You hold your the dress in your hand and look at wally "uhh, could you look back for a minute dear,I'll need to take off my clothes I'll tell you when im done putting it on" you nervously ask for a little bit privacy.

He lets out an annoyed sigh, then he stands up and walks backwards, never taking his eyes off you "Alright! I'm looking away now." A grin forms on his lips, then he sighs "Hurry up, I wanna get this day started." He says this, in a loving way. You can't help but feel a bit uncomfortable as you change for a moment, then after a little bit you speak "Alright! I'm done, you can turn around now." You say with a soft tone, waiting for Wally to turn around.

"Sooo what do you think?" You spin around in your wedding dress and stop looking at him wait on his reponse.

His jaw drops,(even though he's a puppet lol) he looks at you, his eyes dilating and his smile growing, he walks towards you "You're beautiful darling...." He says this, before he wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer, his eyes still wide open in amazement, his pupils dilating, a smile spreads across his face as he looks at you "You're my everything..." He says this before leaning in and kissing you passionately.

#welcome home #wally darling #wally x reader #welcome home wally #wally darling welcome home #yandere wally darling

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sznofthesticks · 7 days

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thanks for the tag @vineofroses and @carlos-in-glasses

Rules: Post your favorite line or passage from as many of your published works as you’d like. Let yourself feel proud of your creations! Tag as many people as you post snippets, so your fellow fic friends can be proud, too.

shaking my fist at you rose because being proud of my work is my enemy, but i also can't pass up a tag game!

i miss you in the mornings when i see the sun (this one is quite short, and depressing, but im so so proud of it)

He couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to get up. It might have been 3 a.m. but laying there was making his skin itch. He headed to the shower and turned the water on as hot as it could go. He felt so numb, he just needed to feel something, and it couldn’t be a needle prick. The urge was screaming inside of him for that needle. He undressed out of his white t-shirt and blue boxers and stepped into the shower. He winced in pain at the blazing hot stream of water running down his back. He stood there, under the waterfall, breathing in the steam, starting to stare off into the grout in the tile. He wasn’t sure how much time had elapsed when he heard the shower curtain being pulled back.

as long as i'm with you (a more upbeat fic. tk's birthday with lots of dates <3 )

It was a blue envelope with “Tyler Kennedy” in silver metallic writing on it. TK gave Carlos a ‘what did you do?’ look and proceeded to open it, inside was a printout of their game tickets. TK yelled “OH MY GOD!” and jumped up and kissed his husband. Carlos still felt weird kissing him in front of friends and his mom, but he was slowly becoming more okay with it. He knew they were all supportive of them, but he still felt strange about it, especially in front of parent-like figures like Owen, Andrea, and Tommy.

soulmates aren't just lovers (pre-canon nancy and carlos friendship fic)

“There’s something I need to tell you before we make the popcorn or turn on the movie. It may make you change your mind on if you want to stay.” “Okay … It seems serious.” Carlos sat down on the bed next to her. “I don’t even know how to say this, but I feel so suffocated keeping it bottled in.” Nancy looked down at her feet that were dangling off the bed. “So, I’ve been seeing someone.” “And you didn’t tell me? Why?” Carlos looked surprised. “Well, it’s complicated. We haven’t been seeing each other long but we’re having fun and I like being with them.” Carlos rubbed her shoulder. “That’s amazing. Why would that make me want to leave?” “Well, they’re a girl. I’m seeing a woman. And I’m still doing a lot of discovery about myself, I still like men too … really everyone ... I don’t like the labels of bisexual, lesbian, or straight … I think if I were to call myself something, I would say I’m queer, I’m just me who happens to like girls too.” “Oh, Nancy.” Carlos pulled her in for a big bear hug. They stayed there for a moment, then Carlos whispered in her ear. “Since we’re sharing, I’m gay. Like super gay.”

like a bird set free - (because i never got the moment of buck putting his fingers to his lips in disbelief so i wrote it)

Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. Buck reached two fingers up to his lips, still in disbelief. He was starting to panic. He started to pace in his kitchen. Ten minutes ago, he was sorting out his tax documents and now he’d kissed a man, and he liked it. He knew everyone at the 118 would be supportive, but he can’t talk to them about this. They all know him. He can’t risk that. He needed to talk to someone, someone who would get it and didn’t know Tommy. Then he thought of the perfect person. He pulled out his phone.

no pressure tagging: @lemonlyman-dotcom @chicgeekgirl89 @literateowl @bonheur-cafe

and cheating and adding an extra tag just for you @zitasempri <3

#fic pride friday #911 abc #911 lone star #tw addiction #tw self harm #tw needle mention

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spookysteddie · 1 year

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Lemon Drop Martini

part two

Modern!Steve Harrington x college!fem!reader

Warnings: 18+ minor DNI, drinking (everyone is over the age of 21), talks of sex, flirting, some swearing, pet names (sweetheart).

Word count: 1.2k

A/N: This is my first ST fic but not my first fic ever. I’m a little rusty so im sorry if this isnt good. Let me know if you want a part two to this … maybe with some smut involved??

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“Are we going to that new bar downtown?” You ask as you apply the last of your makeup.

Saturdays were the nights that you gathered your girlfriends and went bar hopping after surviving another week of college classes.

“Mhm! I’ve heard from a few people in my classes that it’s weird… but in a good way?” Your friend shrugs “I dunno. I heard the owner is extremely hot though.”

You’d heard that too. Whispers of the hot owner who opened a bar downtown permeated all your classes. The girls were obsessed and the boys were jealous. And you were excited to see what all the hype was about.

“Maybe y/n can bat her eyelashes and finally get laid,” your other friend giggles as she bumps you with her shoulder.

“I get plenty! I am just choosing to focus on my studies. Something you all should be doing considering finals are three weeks away. Then were home free for three months.”

Finals was really causing you more stress than you liked to admit. Your grades were fine, but making the deans list was a goal you worked hard to achieve.

You take one last look in the mirror before grabbing your bag and strapping on your heels “okay. Are we ready? Everyone have their IDs and money?” Ever the mom of the group, trying to make sure everyone has everything before leaving the house. And once everyone mutters, you guys are off.

…

The thumping of the base can be heard from outside this bar. “Vecnas Vengeance” is the name of the bar. Creative but… confusing, if you were being honest.

You hand the bouncer your ID and $20 for cover before making your way inside. The atmosphere is dim but not too dark you cant see where you’re walking. The walls are black, red lights illuminating the space. The décor is dark and a little chilling, but you don’t mind. Edgy is your middle name.

“I see the owner is into horror movies. Or… something?” One of your friends says from behind you.

You grin, “I like it. It’s different. Dark, but fun. There isnt another bar like this in town.” Because it’s true. All the other bars in this college town are either dive bars, actual clubs, or places you didn’t want to frequent. But this was a place you could see yourself becoming a regular in.

You and your friends make your way to the wooden bar top, settling into the plush velvet bar stool.

“What can I get you pretty ladies to drink?” The bartender saunters over, a lazy grin on his face. The first thing you notice about him is how attractive he is. His brown hair looks so soft that all you want to do is push your fingers through it. It takes a minute for you to remember that he asked you a question.

“Oh, um can I have a lemon drop martini please?” You grin at him, lacing your fingers together and resting your chin on them. “I didn’t catch your name?”

He smiles as he pours your drink and sliding it toward you, “Steve Harrington. I own this place.” You sip your drink slowly, looking at him over the rim of your glass. Everything about him is perfect in your book and you, now, understand exactly what everyone was whispering about.

“Nice to meet you, Harrington. I’m Y/N.” You hand him your card, opening a tab; knowing its going to be a long night.

“A very pretty name for a very pretty girl.” Your friends have moved to another part of the bar, making sure to keep you in their eyesight, should anything go wrong. But you knew they didn’t have to worry.

Steves vibe was calm, almost fatherly. But you didn’t miss that he was cocky, something you liked.

“You always sweet talk your customers?”

He huffs a laugh, “only the prettiest ones. And you just so happen to be the prettiest to ever walk into this bar.”

Something else you notice about him, he’s young. He cant be more than a few years older than you. You counted that as a win in your books, deciding that if you wanted to, you might just be able to take him home.

“Mmm, a flirt.” You sip your drink again, needing something to do with your hands. “Has that always gotten you what you want in life?” Fucking with mens egos was something you did often. Took the douchebags down a peg or three. But for men like Steve Harrington, it was all in good fun.

He responded exactly as you expect, “maybe. Possibly. Why is it working on you?” He winks, offering you a little laugh.

You can feel your face and body warm and you know its not from the alcohol. He’s infectious and you know that if given the chance, he’d worm his way into you bloodstream and you know you’d never be able to get him out.

“Maybe. Possibly.”

A girl with short brown hair yells from the end of the bar, speaking a mile a minute, barely taking a breath as she says “Steve?! Hello! Instead of flirting with all the women and making them uncomfortable, I could really use some help here. Because I’m learning and I don’t know how to make a Moscow Mule so if you could help me that would be-“

He sighs before cutting her off, “Robin! Relax. The cheat sheet is right there. I’m sorry, sweetheart. Duty calls.” He playfully rolls his eyes before slowly pulling away from the bar top to help the woman called Robin.

It doesn’t take your friends long to snake their way through the crowd and taking the empty seats beside you. “Did you get his number?” One asks. “Invite him back to your bed?” Another teases.

“No and no. We were just… chatting. He’s cocky. And we all know my track record with cocky men… heartbroken and swearing off men forever.” You down your drink at that, pushing it to the other side of the bar for the barkeep to deal with later. “Besides, he flirts with everyone.”

You look down to the other end of the bar, eyes finding his already looking at you. You bite your lips slightly, imagining what would happen if you DID let him take you home. You could imagine his hands in your hair and his lips kissing all the spots you love. But you couldn’t ask him for that. There’s no way.

“Sweetheart? You okay?” Steves voice snaps you back reality, another martini sitting in front of you. You feel your face heat again, your stomach doing flips at the way he’s looking at you.

“Ah, y-yeah sorry! I spaced out.” You laugh lightly, sipping your drink again. “Finals are kicking my ass and I still have three weeks.” You laugh awkwardly.

He smirks, grabs a napkin and a pen, writing something down before sliding it towards you, “if you ever need a study partner, let me know.” He winks at you before walking away.

Your eyes slip from him down to the napkin. You smirk at the numbers written on it with a little note ‘call me’. You slip it into your purse before taking your drink and finding your friends.

#stranger things #steve harrington x you #Steve Harrington x fem!reader #steve Harrington x reader #stranger things fic #steve Harrington fluff #steve harrington

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yanderu-deredere · 7 months

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Hello!! Ive been slowly working my way through your ocs and can i just say!!! They are soooo tasty, your brain is very big, also linking the profiles is soo nice im terrible with remembering stuff so its a nice refresher

Anyway i was just wondering how do you think Ayaka would be with a childhood friend darling 🤔

a/n: SORRY ANON BUT YOU'VE HIT THE JACKPOT this is literally my SPECIAL INTEREST i absolutely DIE AND LOVE THE CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS TROPE

ayaka yamato ★ profile

being childhood friends with ayaka means getting to know the social media super star before she became popular girl material

before, her hair was pitch black and she also had a lot of acne. like now, she wore thick rimmed glasses but they were always plain black. she also wore a lot of formal clothes, chosen by her nanny. stuff like button ups, long pleated skirts, etc

as a kid, ayaka was basically caged so, to be her childhood friend, your parents had to have been really good friends with her parents

ayaka's parents often scheduled play dates with their good friends' children as a way to gain more social power among the rich

unfortunately, that's really the only way you could've met her before she began her rebellious phase

like frfr ayaka was basically isolated as a child. i cannot stress this enough lol

her little brother was doted on by her mom and her older brother was coddled by her father (since he's the heir) so, often times, she was left to her own devices

she, of course, had nannies and tutors but none of them really truly treated her like the child she actually was

to everyone she met, she was a yamato. and that was the only thing that mattered about her

this made her very hungry for affection and she took whatever she could get

and if you gave her any sort of affection? when she's starving? she'd eat that shit up and praise the ground you walk on LOL

though caveat to that is that you'd have to be in the same boat as her LOL becos she's always been easily jealous, especially back then, and if you were more free than she was, she'd resent you too much to get attached to you

she'd definitely use you as her guinea pig when she starts experimenting with fashion and make up too lmao

when she does go thru her transformation from goody good daughter to how she really wants to live her life, she brings you with her

but she won't let you become a socialite like her. no, you're only allowed to be with her, to be close to her, to be her friend

anytime you start slipping from her grasp, she starts isolating you until the only person you feel comfortable clinging to and depending on is her

"Do you think there's more to life than this?"

You looked up from your homework to see Ayaka staring intently at you, her head resting in her arms. She was pushing around one of the fruit peels that she'd left on the desk but it was obvious from her expression that she'd been serious about her words.

You considered her words for a second before cocking your head a little to the side "What do you mean?"

"I don't know... more to studying. More to being the kid of a CEO. More to all of this." She just huffed in reply before leaning back and crossing her arms "Feels unfair that we live like this."

I don't want you to live like this. She wanted to say but the words just stayed lodged in her throat.

Unfortunately, she didn't inherit a lot from her parents but she did inherit their inability to express affection. The sweetness, the love, always felt awkward and tough on her tongue.

She wanted so desperately to tell you about her feelings, to let you in and let you know, but all she could do was peel you clementines and sit by your side, hoping and praying that you'd notice her.

Certainly, if not her, you found yourself thinking about her words. You'd never really thought about that before. You were always following your parents' rules that it felt blasphemous to consider going beyond them, to see what it was like beyond the rules and the gilded cage.

Because you were aware. You knew the life they had you live--the life Ayaka's parents had her live--was one of imprisonment, doomed to never do what you wanted to do.

But you'd lived the life for so long that imagining what life would be like any other way left you drawing a blank.

"Let's start living life our own way." Ayaka suddenly uncrossed her arms and took your hands into hers, that eager grin on her face infectious "You and me. Nobody cares about me like you do, anyway."

"And nobody cares about you like I do, right?" There was something dark to her tone right then, like there was more to her words. But she looked so mesmerizing, so sweet, that you found yourself nodding.

Ayaka only beamed even brighter "We'll decide how we want to become, not our parents."

#yandere oc x reader #yandere x reader #oc x reader #yandere #female yandere #female oc #drabbles #ayaka

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pourpled · 1 year

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just a reminder that all trans and nonbinary and intersex people need to support each other right now

im stoned and slightly upset at some infighting I saw and just want to tell my story and own history with transmisogyny and the radfem pipeline here on tumblr

now I was close mutuals at one time with a radfem when I was 15-17. did I know? not at first. i didn’t know the signs of what a ‘terf’ or radfem was at the time. it was around 2016 so it wasn’t as widespread of an ideology quite yet.

and so as someone who came to tumblr to connect with queer community - I just figured out I was lesbian and then ftm trans and queer - of course I was interested in reading discourse. Unfortunately i was also a truscum/transmedicalist who watched kalvin garrah make fun of nonbinary people.

and so I found myself agreeing with this radfem mutual’s posts because the outrage of radfem pipeline discourse is addicting. it’s a swirling vortex of little shifts of thought, all with just enough faux outrage and negative portrayals of some universally true suffering because of your uterus.

it’s quiet. it’s slow. it’s dangerous

you won’t notice it until afterward.

the whole ‘socialized female’ ‘socialized male’ should have been a red flag to me but it’s easy to fall back in binaries when that’s what you were taught.

transmedicalists and radfems are interconnected for a reason. it’s all transphobia, pressure to conform to cissexist standards, misogyny. reducing people down to ‘passing’, their appearance, their genitals. they play off of internalized transphobia and cissexist standards of patriarchy. and then suddenly a woman with a beard? she’s not really trans! if she was she would conform! and your internal transphobia is put to work against trans women slowly bit by bit.

just because you relate to generalizations doesn’t mean that’s the ‘female’ experience. radfems use this idea that misogyny only affects women (trans men they view as confused women).

everyone experiences misogyny. for trans feminine people, deviance from the cissexist male ‘norm’ is dangerous from the slightest beginning experimentation. more often us transmasculine people at least have the ‘tomboy’ period for experimentation. (sorry for the generalization but like. my republican mom in 2023 still gets actively angry seeing Harry styles bc of him wearing a dress vs me looking like basically a dude and she says very little)

I was very lucky to wake up and realize who I was aligning myself with. Around age 18/19 I was lucky enough to meet Kate Bornstein. And she reminded me this: our different interpretations of what it means to be trans don’t matter because the other side doesn’t care.

Labels don’t matter. AGAB doesn’t matter. Literally none of it matters they don’t care. Transphobes will pick a slur and throw it at you. They don’t care.

And transphobia affects us all. it narrows the scope of what a cis perisex person might be and punishes all deviancy

(also why I believe we should support furries and perverts cos deviancy from the norm unites us all)

pay careful attention to posts that mention any sort of shared gender experience. does it fall into the binary? the thing we are trying to escape?

truly like you have to be careful of any post mentioning trans women in discourse. what is the language being used about them? is it negative? what kind of people are agreeing with this post?

trans women have millions of enemies. don’t find yourself becoming another one. bc they are our family and we support our big queer family. and we cannot forget trans women are the right’s number one target.

TLDR TRANSGENDERS UNITE THE FIGHT AGAINST THE RIGHT

#long post #lol a rant here #shut up ray

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lavalave · 2 years

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Please tell us about your au and characters here, I'm very interested in this!

Okay Anon, Let’s do this!

so- oh my i dont know how to start..

Okay, in this AU Donald and Daisy are engaged but still dont have wedding date, they don’t really think about it, just plan to get merried but dont really know when.

Daisy wasn’t really liked by Scrooge at the beggining, at least that’s how it looked like. Scrooge wanted to be sure that she is able to adventure with her new family or at least let it’s other members do it (that’s one of the reasons why we don’t see triplets father in the story, he didn’t like how Della were adventuring with Scrooge and Donald and wanted her to stop. After many quarrels he gave Della a choice, him or her family. We know what she choosed. They get a divorce not much later. Scrooge didn’t want this to happend again.) śo Daisy went for an adventure by “coincidence” and have been welcom to the family with open arms after.

Donald and Daisy are slowly moved in to the Scooge’s mansion, however Donald still loves his house-boat but thinks that now it is better for him, his girlfriend and his daughters to have *ekhem* more stable home (get it? get it?), Scrooge didn’t know what to think about it and he still don’t know but he slowly getting used to it and forgets that he was thinking about kicking them out.

I already made a comic about it but i think not everyone knows that, in my au Donald and Daisy adopted May and June.

HDL dont really know how to feel about the fact that webby turned out to be their almost-aunt, but she keep saying that it doesn’t matter, and still act like it was knew from the beggining.

Huey is Boyd’s best friend and like a real boy, he want’s to visit his friends from time to time. It’s just that this “from time to time” is almost every day so Gyro and Fenton are going on shifts with Boyd to the mansion, it also made both Gyro and Fenton much closer to the Mc.Duck family.

Dewey’s dream right now is to become a pilot just like his mom so she takes him on the plane to teach him how to fly. Scrooge whereas teach blue triplet more and more of golf because the boy has a born talent for it.

Huey is now Lenas personal teacher of English, Math and other subject since she didn’t have any experience with learning, just basic knowleage from her aunt so she won’t be dumb-dummy.

Webby, Lena, Triplets, Violet, Gos, Boyd, May and June all have friendship braclets.

Thats all i have for the au right now, im still makng it.

Tell me if you want to see my headcanons, i have some of those :)

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tvsiredx · 2 years

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Just an fyi I don’t own tvd or the originals (one because I’m broke) and (two because I don’t live I California/ Virginia) the people who own it are on Netflix or hbo max so yea just saying so DONT SUE ME IM TO YOUNG TO GO TO JAIL,thank you and good day.

TW: Major character death- this is kinda like when rose died but instead it’s klaus and Caroline

The picture is from Pinterest if it’s yours please tell me so I can give credits thx enjoy

Happy Birthday Caroline

Today was Caroline’s birthday she was happy because today she turn 24. But not everything is happy she was bitten by an ancient werewolf, the venom is so old that they don’t have a cure.

With none of her friends knowing what to do they call the one person they know who she would want to spend her last day with. Wither she admits it or not she has always loved him.

Klaus Mikaelson

Stefan calls and tells klaus everything and he drops everything to come to her rescue. But nothing will save her not even his blood, she’s now laying on her bed in her mothers old home.

Klaus ask’s everyone to leave and give them space and they leave without any rebuttal. He walks up the stairs and stops in front of her open doorway.

Seeing her like that hurts him to the core, grey and sweaty. Trying to hold on for as long as she can, she is in pain and he doesn’t want her last moments to be like that.

Caroline was always the light that everyone needed, the smile that brought happiness to anyone near her. Her love would sore throughout the world if she could do it.

She turns her head when hearing footsteps coming up the stairs, but she’s too tired to move so she just stairs at the doorway. There he stood the man that she secretly wanted and loved.

She gives him a small smile and he sadly returns it, he walks over to her bed looking at her current state. She patted her bed telling him to sit down behind her. So he climbs behind her while cradling her head.

Klaus is holding back tears while hearing her breath get more and more ragged. He moves the sweaty hair out of her face as he whispers to her “I love you Caroline” his voice is low and scratchy but she can hear him perfectly.

For a moment she just sits there with him in silence “I’ll love you forever klaus” she whispers before falling asleep from exhaustion. Klaus lets out a small gasp but she didn’t hear it because she was sleeping.

Klaus pulled a stake out of his jacket laying it beside him before giving her a dream. They were both in a field full of daisies and purple flowers, he can see her spinning in the middle of the field.

Her yellow locks flowing in the wind, her light blue dress blowing in the wind. He watches her closely as she smile’s bright at the way the wind felt on her skin.

Klaus notices what he’s wearing it’s a white shirt with cache pants and he’s barefoot, he runs up to her wrapping his arms around her waist spinning her around as she laughs.

Caroline looks at him with her bright blue-green eyes as he holds her close but slowly lowered her to the ground. “Hi Nik!” She say cheery as she smiles. Klaus smiles back “Hello my love” she pulls him into a hug inhaling all of his scent.

“ I wanna dance with you” she says against his neck, klaus smiles before lifting her up off the ground again “As you wish, my love” they both start to sway in the field as the sunset is shining on them.

Caroline listens to his heartbeat while holding him close, in this moment they are one and she’s happy. Klaus never wants this to end but he knows that she can’t die in pain or he’ll never forgive himself.

He slowly puts her down as she stands on her two feet while still smiling at him before laying her head on his chest, “The pain is gone, Nik” she says while looking up at him.

“I’m glad it gone, love” he smiles at her before laying his head on hers, “do you think I’ll see her.. my mom I mean” she whispered while they are still dancing in the field.

“I do think that you’ll see her, and that she’ll be proud of who you have become” he tells her as he hold her tight not wanting to let go just yet.

-outside of the dream-

Klaus is now letting the tears fall freely from his eyes, holding back as much as he can. No matter how much he just wants to take her away he knows that he can’t, she wants to be buried beside her mother.

He wishes he could stop time and run around the word to find the cure for her, but he can’t and he has to do right by her. Grabbing the stake from the side of the bed putting it over her heart, crying even more not wanting to be the one to hurt her heart.

-In the dream-

“I’m not afraid anymore Nik, I’m ready to be with my mom” she whispers to him as she looks in his eyes, klaus smiles down at her “ok love, but do one thing with me before you go” he says to her as he slowly pulls away from her.

Caroline looks at him curiously but nods “I want you to make a wish” he picks up a box from off the ground with a small cupcake in it, Caroline gasps as she watches him light a candle.

“Red velvet my favorite” she smiles bright before walking close to the open cupcake box, closing her eyes “On 3” he says as he closes his eyes

-between the dream and reality-

Caroline nods as she closes her eyes once more, Klaus tightens his hold on stake that’s above her heart “1……….2………3” they both whisper, she blows out the candle with a smile and he pushes the stake into her heart.

Caroline lets out a small gasp before going completely grey with veins and her heart stops. Klaus lets put out a loud sob before holding her close, repeating he’ll see her again one day and he promises to show her the world when they meet again.

“Happy birthday Caroline, I will always love you”

-The End-

#caroline forbes #klaus mikaelson #klaus x caroline #tvd oneshot #original hybrid #blondie #to #vampire diaries #klaroline #baby vampire #niklaus mikaelson

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"Love I see you now..." Sam POV

You were born into hydra, this was your life. Expected to be nothing but perfect...but what happens when things go south and someone might change your ways...

(Hey guys! God it's been who knows how long since i have posted on here, working nightshifts is hard. But im slowly coming back to the writing world, in the meantime i wrote this POV a while back and for my all my Sam lovers i think you will like this one! Not my best work but hope you enjoy! 😘❤)

"We are under attack! Get to your positions now!"

It was like breathing how you responded to protocol from the commanders. The avengers ugh...every base, plane, whatever or wherever you were they attacked or you heard of another hydra base going down. Made you disgusted with them how hydra never gets a win. You were born into this, your parents made you into the person you are today.

"Remember princessa, this is your place, your responsibility," your father always told you from a young age. Everyone said that all hydra people were bad, but to you. Your dad was your rolemodel, everything you learned was from him especially after mom passed.

Now it was your turn to carry on the legacy...but how? Could you really live up to it, would be good enough? And was this really the life you wanted.

You could hear gunshots, yelling. Someone leading the group. Ugh captain America that asshole, number one reason why everything got screwed up...had he not put those damn chips in the helicarrier...your mother would still be here. So you spent countless hours making sure you were perfect, built up to become at least a Sargent in your division.

You sprang to your monitors calling out orders watching the camera footage. "Fuck," you growled you hated how good they were and these are your top men too and you watched them drop like bowling pins.

You never gave up, or give in. Too stubborn as your friend Jade put it but you wouldn't stop till hydra gets ontop not this time. You thought to yourself.

"Then a light broke through the black,"

Then a arrow wizzed passed you in slow motion through the air into wall beeping right next to jade at her station. "NO!" Before you could react it goes off sending all your colleagues in different directions.

"I was standing on a track...that little light began to glow,"

Everything was blurry and you could feel the wind pick up as you stood where the window used to one more step and that was it. You saw jade on her back laying there...the light once in her hazel eyes now faded. "No..." you breathe out looking around. This...this wasn't supposed to happen you had them...but actually they had you and you stumbled back falling off the carrier at a rapid speed in free fall.

"There was no where I could go

And the ground began to shake,"

The world around suddenly started to close in and you thought this was it, everything, your whole life would be gone in a split second so the only thing you could do was close your eyes and just wait for black.

"No time left to hit the brake

That little light was closing in

And suddenly, I'm floating"

You took what you thought was your last breath before something grabbed you out of nowhere and your eyes shot open meeting a pair dark brown eyes. "Watch where you step babygirl..." None other than Sam Wilson winking at you. His firm grip gave you the confidence that he wasn't letting you go and you were just stunned in the moment. Before you knew it, he set you down on the ground this warm smile on his face and you couldn't help as one crept on your face not sure what to even say before he had to take off again.

"Love, I see you now

You found me here

Underground,"

#sam wilson #marvel #falcon #captain america #reader pov #sam x reader #marvel pov

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gayforbauladies · 12 days

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Nothing To Everything

Ch. 1: The Beginning

word count: 1702

I have waited for this day my whole life, but right now sitting in the parking lot of the FBI headquarters in Quantico, I can't help but wonder if I should've gone about this a different way. I can't think about that right now; I just have to get through the initial shock then hopefully it'll go better. I get out of my car, fix my outfit and then head inside to the elevator and press the round "6" button. Once on the correct floor I keep my head down and go to Agent Hotchner's office.

"You must be Agent Ricci." Agent Hotchner greets me after I walk in with his head still in paperwork.

"Hi, yes please call me Isabella or Bella or Izzy." That's when Agent Hotchner finally looks up at me and does a double take.

"Oh, uhm yes ok. Sorry you just really look like one of our other agents, I almost thought he was in here with a wig on. Please call me Hotch." This isn't helping with my nerves. "If you follow me I'll start introducing you to the team starting with Agent Gideon.” Ok, now my heart is in my throat. I have to speak up before Hotch starts to lead me towards the door.

"Im guessing you saw my full name when you did my paperwork?" Agent Hotchner looks at me weirdly.

"No, I actually didn't, but it is in this file." He says while flipping open my file and his face does a little twitch that not everyone would notice when he sees my name.

"Isabella Gideon Ricci?" He chokes the middle name out connecting the dots.

"Yes, I'm Jason Gideon's daughter. He hasn't met me but I grew up knowing about him which inspired me to become a profiler. My mom has sent updates about me, including pictures, but I don't know if he ever opened them or even got them. So if you could just gauge the situation when we go into his office that would be amazing." I say all of that in one breath and feel like I'm going to pass out and it shows on my face. Hotch just slowly nods and leads me out of the door. The bullpen is full of people, most of whom are looking at me sizing me up once the initial shock wears off of my resemblance to my father. We walk a few steps and end up outside the office right next to Hotch's. He knocks on the door and waits until a voice on the other side tells us to come in. Hotch hesitantly opens the door and walks in before me.

"Gideon, this is our new agent Isabella Ricci." Just as Hotch was when I entered, Gideon has his head buried in paperwork.

"Hi..." Gideon lifts his head and I can't tell if he recognizes me or is just shocked by the resemblance. "Did... Did you say Ricci?" He is talking to Hotch but is staring at me.

"Yes, I'm Isabella Ricci." I try and sound confident, but I feel like a mouse.

"Ricci... as in Izzy? Izzy Ricci?" Gideon seems to be putting it together. I just nod in confirmation. Gideon starts to slowly get up out from behind his desk. I don't know what to expect so I'm just standing there, rigid.

"Your mom mentioned in her latest letter you were starting a new job, but didn't tell me it was here... that you were going to be my coworker." The two of us are just staring at each other processing everything as Hotch slipped out closing the door behind him.

"So you do read the updates mom sends you." I don't know how to feel about that. On one hand, at least he cared enough to continue reading all the updates, but on the other, he knew we were only a three and half hour drive. I mean mom and I drove that to visit family every holiday she had off work.

He was quiet for a moment before answering. "I did read them, I saved them too. They were all I had of you, even if they didn't start until you were six years old. I thought of driving to meet you numerous times. I always stopped myself because I didn't want the people I hunted in this job to use you against me. I figured you were better off not being associated with me." I waited a second before grinning and saying, "with what mom tells me about you, that amount of emotion from you is all I'm going to get for the rest of my life." Gideon smiled and went to sit back behind his desk as I went to leave.

I walk back to Hotch's office processing what just happened. I'll have to message my mom her update on how it went when I get the chance. I am about to knock on Hotch's door when it suddenly opens. He is just as surprised to see me as I am as to see him. "I was just going to come check on you...you should meet the other members." I can't tell for sure but I sense a little bit of concern in his tone. The big emotionless boss I've read about, concerned about a girl he met thirty minutes ago. I know the BAU is like a family, but I didn't think it was this fast. He ushered me into a third little office that was labeled "David Rossi" and introduced me,

"Rossi, this is our new agent, Agent Ricci." Rossi was an older dude, Italian, he looked comforting. Rossi turned his gaze to me. "Ahh another Italian, I like you already!" He smiled at me in a grandfatherly way and I knew he was going to be someone I would trust easier than the others.

"Please, call me Izzy." I replied with a smile as Hotch led me to the bullpen again. Once again, the rest of the team was staring at me.

"Can you introduce me to the rest of the team so they can stop gawking?" I purposefully said this on the louder side so the rest of the team could hear me. Hotch nodded and led me to the center of the bullpen where the others were gathers around one desk from talking about me. As I descend the stairs each and every other member of the BAU size me up. They all look from me to each other then back to me and all of a sudden I feel self conscious.

"This is our new Agent, Agent Ricci." Hotch does the formal introduction.

"Hi, please call me Izzy. And to clear up confusion from my looks, here's a summary. Gideon is my father, he didn't know I existed until I was six, you all just witnessed our first meeting, he didn't know I was joining the FBI so no he didn't help me get this job, I got this job because I put in the work and have a unique background." I tried to sound confident and badass, but they all just stared at me for too long. "Ok, I know I have some of Gideon's features but not enough to get gawked at like this, didn't you learn not to stare in kindergarten?"

They all seemed to snap out of their trance at the same time. The first person to speak up was a good looking male. "I'm SSA Derek Morgan and yes, we originally were staring because of the Gideon resemblance, but as soon as you stepped in the bullpen we noticed how good looking you are." I just stood there with my jaw on the floor. A blonde peppy looking female playfully smacked Morgan and then turned to me. "Don't mind Morgan, he is very forward with this topic. I'm Penelope Garcia FBI technical analyst." She had such a warmth about her that I instantly trusted her. Hotch took over and introduced the other agents as Jennifer Jareau, Dr. Spencer Reid, Dr. Tara Lewis, Luke Alvez and Emily Prentiss. Hotch pointed to a desk and said, "this will be your desk, go ahead and get setup. There is an email in your inbox with the paperwork you need to do to officially become a member of the BAU." Hotch turned to the rest of the team, "the rest of you get back to work too."

With that I sat down at my desk and took a second to catch my breath while the computer turned on. Social anxiety apparently doesn't care that those people are now my coworkers. My heart rate was increasing each second and that familiar pressure on my chest increased. The pressure kept increasing, more than usual, more than ever before. I got up abruptly and headed outside of the bullpen. The elevator happened to open when I got to the hallway so I entered and hit one, fresh air will help. I caught a glimpse of the bullpen when the elevator was shutting and saw my new coworkers looking at me confused. Once I was on the first floor I quickly went outside since everything had started feeling like it was collapsing in on me. One of the more annoying after effects of the trauma I've endured in my life. I focused on the potted flowers trying to calm down my body. Breathe in two three four, exhale two three four and repeat. I felt a little calmer and decided I would just push through the paperwork because then the day would be over. I went back up to the sixth floor and when I entered the bullpen I was once again feeling similar to what zoo animals feel like as I walked back to my desk and got to work.

This paperwork is entirely tedious and all is included in either my application or in the paperwork I already had to do. It didn't help that I could sense people taking turns looking at me. I finished the paperwork and submitted everything right as Hotch exited his office.

"Ricci have you finished the paperwork?" Hotch looked directly at me.

"I just hit submit on the last thing, sir." He nodded at me before saying, "good, then join us at the round table," he looked around the room, "we have a case."

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weelittleweasley · 3 years

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my girl (f.w.)

prompt: you always knew fred would be a great dad and every day he exceeds your expectations

pairing: dad! fred x mom! reader

warnings: pregnancy, hospitals, children (yes, children is a warning), mild language, suggestion and brief mention of sex, thunderstorm, fear of thunder/rain.

word count: 6.2k

author’s note: THIS BITCH SO LONG IM SO SORRY this is the last installment of the 60s writing challenge!! thank you to everyone who has tuned in!!

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It was laughable; the way Fred stared at your large pregnant belly with eyes full of anticipation, hands placed on either sides of it, waiting for your child to kick at his hands. You giggled as he gently whispered to your protruding stomach, “Come on, little one. It’s your daddy. Give us a little kick, yeah?” Your stomach remained still as he lightly groaned, only making you laugh. “This child already likes keeping me on my wit’s end,” he grumbled before kissing your belly. “I’m just teasing,” he whispered again to the bump. “I love you so much.”

You brush your fingers through Fred’s hair, him sighing as you do. Fred had been so darling over the past nine months of your pregnancy. He found more staff for the joke shoppe to take over the early morning shifts and the night shifts so he could spend those hours taking care of you, helping around the house, and preparing for the baby’s arrival. You were always Fred’s number one priority, but that was set in stone after you became pregnant. He would literally drop anything if you even murmured that you needed something. Fred would wake up first and get your prenatal vitamins ready for you to drink with a large glass of water, he’d make breakfast, clean the kitchen, and only then would he wake you up. You had to admit, you could get used to living like this. But alas, you were past your due date and the baby was expected any day now.

“She loves you too, Freddie,” you tell him as you prop yourself up on your elbows, getting a better look at your husband who still rubs his hands over your stomach, searching for your unborn baby’s feet.

Fred looks up at you with questioning eyes. “She?” Fred could honestly care less about the sex of his child, as long as the baby was healthy. That’s all he could truly ask for. But secretly, deep down, Fred wanted a little girl, a princess. Someone who could be his princess since he had already found his queen.

You smiled with a shrug, “I have a feeling. I know it’s supposed to be a surprise, but when you know you know, don’t you?”

With that, against the skin of your stomach, pressed against Fred’s hand is two large kicks. Fred’s eyes widen as he sits up, feeling his child kick against his hands as the two of you laugh. Fred smiles wide and says, “Is that a sign?” he stares up at you with excited eyes as you cover your mouth laughing with glee. “Is that right, baby? A little girl?” he whispers to your belly, earning another two strong kicks as the two of you laugh out with delight. “A little princess and a strong one at that!” he cheers. “We’ve got a little football player on our hands, don’t we? Well, too bad, because your daddy is going to teach you all about quidditch.”

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The hospital room was quiet, no one daring to disturb the air that surrounded the newborn baby girl that was fast asleep on your chest. Her plump cheeks squished against your bare chest made you and Fred smile with delight. A healthy baby girl born after a brutally long labor, but it was all worth it. You softly kissed the top of her head, making her stir in her sleep.

You looked over at Fred to see him, gently wipe tears from his eyes as he gazed upon your newborn daughter. In this room, he had everything he’d ever wanted. The sight of your husband looking so lovingly at your daughter made your heart swell as you felt hot tears prick up behind your eyes. Reaching out, you cupped Freddie’s cheek as brushed away with happy tears with your thumb. Freddie looked up at you with eyes so tender and a smile so warm, you giggled out a sob. “She’s perfect,” he quietly spoke to you as you nodded your head in agreement.

She really was the most precious thing you’ve ever laid your eyes on. Her button nose and soft features rested upon her gentle skin, tufts of strawberry blonde hair poking out from the cap the hospital dressed her in. Her lips were pink and squished against your chest as small dreaming noises escaped now and again. Your darling little girl, your little flower.

“Daisy,” you spoke softly to Fred as you brushed your daughter’s cheek softly.

The two of you had spoke about what to name the baby for a while, a few names tossed around here and there, but none of them felt right. Until Daisy popped into your head.

Fred nodded his head with a happy smile, “Yeah.” In her sleep, the baby stirred at the sound of Fred’s voice, making him scoot impossibly closer to the hospital bed, leaning close to his daughter. “How do you like that, love bug?” he cooed at the sleeping baby on your chest. “Daisy,” he smiled to himself. “I love you so much. You’re going to give mommy a run for her money,” he joked, making you roll your eyes with a breathy chuckle. Fred looked up at you and placed a kiss to your forehead. “I can’t believe we made something as perfect as she is,” he shakes his head in disbelief.

You smiled at your husband and sighed. The man before you was so perfect, helplessly in love with you and the child you created. Slowly, you peeled sleeping Daisy off of your chest and handed her over to an eager Fred, scooping her in his arms, cradling the baby close to his chest. Fred cooed down at his baby who slowly fluttered her eyes open, peering her dark eyes, that looked so like Fred’s, up at him. You laid back in the hospital bed, relaxing as you watched Fred murmur to Daisy, speaking gently and kissing her forehead and nose every now and again. As if you couldn’t fall more in love with Fred, watching him become a father was enough to make you fall in love fifty more times.

Fred rose from the chair he was sat in and started walking around the hospital room, rocking the baby and talking to her about the life she was going to have. “Just wait until Uncle George gets his hands on you,” he whispered as you silently laughed. “Grandma Molly is going to spoil the hell out of you,” he shook his head for his eyes widened and he looked at you. “I shouldn’t curse in front of our baby, should I?” he asks as you shake your head. “Damn it,” he curses again as he winces. “I’ll stop now,” he huffs making you laugh as your eyes feel heavy. The long labor had you exhausted and you had been up with Daisy feeding her and watching her alongside Fred. “Darling,” Fred cooed at you, “get some rest, please. I’ve got Daisy and she’s not due for another feeding for some time. You need to get some rest,” he tells you, walking over to the bed, helping pull the sheets up to cover you as you look up at his handsome face. “I’ll take care of our baby. Don’t worry.”

With a teasing sleepy smile on your face, you say, “I don’t know how much I trust you with a newborn child.” Fred gives you a look, making you chuckle. “I’m kidding, love, I’m kidding.” Fred kisses your forehead, your nose, and then your lips gently, him rubbing your cheek with his thumb. “I love you.”

“I love you,” Fred speaks before placing another kiss to your lips softly. He sits himself in the chair again, Daisy looking sleepy again herself. He sighs before clearing his throat and gently starting to sing a melody that sounded all too familiar to you. “I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day,” he sings, making your heart flutter in your chest. “When it’s cold outside, I’ve got the month of May,” his voice is soothing, the vibrations from his chest calming Daisy down and putting her in a sleepy trance. “I guess you’d say what can make me feel this way, my girl, talkin’ ‘bout my girl,” his deep voice sings the familiar love song.

Fred looks at you as you watch him with a small smile on your face, tears welling up in your eyes. He was singing your wedding song to your baby. It felt like a dream. Being married to the man you’ve always loved, seeing him cradle your beautiful baby girl in his arms, singing the song you would dance to as teenagers. It was unreal, but somehow, you were lucky enough to be living in it.

“I got so much honey, the bees envy me. I’ve got a sweeter song than the birds in the trees,” he continues to sing along, slowly putting both you and Daisy to sleep as you flutter your eyes closed, happy and safe.

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The drive back from the hospital was slow. Fred insisting on not driving faster than twenty miles an hour even though the speed limit was thirty. This caused many cars on the road to change lanes and shoot Fred dirty looks.

“Fred, honey, you can drive faster than this. She’s in a car seat, strapped in very well as you made sure of before we left the hospital, and the road is very clear considering everyone has driven around you,” you tell him from the passenger seat.

He shakes his head, “No way. I am remaining as safe as humanly possible. Can’t risk putting my little flower petal in harm’s way.”

But eventually, you arrived back to your house where your friends and family awaited your arrival patiently. You turned the keys in the lock and pushed the door open, Fred following closely behind you with Daisy in her carrier. “We’re home,” you sing song out at the bunches of people who awaited your arrival in your home.

Everyone rises from the couches and chairs in your home, big smiles on their faces when they see you, Fred, and Daisy enter the door. Molly gasps and covers her mouth, tears already welling up in her eyes as Fred sighs. “Ron! Mum is already crying, you owe me two galleon!” George calls out. “I call holding it first!” George calls out.

“It?” Ginny makes fun of her brother with a light chuckle as Ron cackles from the other side of the couch, earning a pillow toss in the face from George. “I reckon I should hold the baby first considering I am going to be the godmother, right, (Y/N)?” Ginny asks.

George lets out a laugh, “Hilarious, Ginny. Last time I checked it was my twin who had the baby. Surely, I will be the godparent and the first one to hold it.”

“Stop calling the baby it!” Ginny reprimands him. “The baby is a...wait, you never told us what the baby’s sex is,” Ginny looks to you and Fred as the two of you are too preoccupied laughing at the antics of the group already. You weren’t even home five minutes and there was already arguing. “So?”

You look to Fred, giving him the honor of announcing the baby’s sex. “Everyone will get a turn holding her,” he announces as Ginny cheers out in victory, Ron owing George another two galleons, as Molly and Hermione squeal in excitement. “But who ever holds her first needs to wash their hands. I don’t want any dirty paws on my perfect baby girl,” he coos into the carrier before you take off the buckle and scoop Daisy into your arms as she stretches in your arms.

Ginny and George both make a mad dash to the sink, pushing the other out of their ways, trying to wash their hands first. You shake your head with a chuckle, and look down at your baby girl who is fast asleep still, still too young to understand the chaos of a family she was born into.

Molly laughs and speaks, “While those two battle of the soap, little do they know I already washed and sanitized my hands when I came in.” You laugh, knowing Molly Weasley came prepared to be the first one to hold her grandchild.

“Wait,” Fred stops his mother before you can pass the baby over to her. He pulls a vile of hand sanitizer from his pocket and squirts two drops in his mother’s hands, just in case. You slap his arm. “What? Can’t be too safe,” he defends himself. After Molly rubs in the gel, she looks at her son, giving him a sarcastic look. “Alright, now you can hold her,” he speaks as Molly rolls her eyes as you gently place Daisy in her arms.

Molly looks down at the newest addition to the Weasley family and her lights light up. Arthur looks over her shoulder and smiles softly at the beautiful babe in Molly’s arms. “She’s just a doll, isn’t she?” Arthur whispers as Molly cradles your daughter in her arms.

George and Ginny race back into the living room only to find their mother holding Daisy instead of one of them. George groans as Ginny defeatedly flops on the couch. “Snooze you lose, children,” she teases with a smile and George mimics her before flopping on the couch next to Ginny and Harry. Molly looks back at you and Fred with a big smile. “Well done, you two,” she beams as Fred hugs you from behind, resting his chin on the top of your head. “She’s simply beautiful.”

“Thank you, Molly,” you smile. “So, do you lot want to know her name?” you ask the group, earning a symphony of yes’s and please’s. You look up at Fred who gives you an encouraging nod. With a gulp, you reveal, “Her name is Daisy.” Hermione smiles widely and claps her hands excitedly. “Daisy Ginevra Weasley,” you finish.

Ginny’s eyes widen in shock at the baby’s middle name. It was important to both you and Fred that you had a family name in there besides the surname. You were insistent on giving Daisy Ginny’s name as her middle name. Ginny played a big factor in why you and Fred got together and she was always there for you every step of your relationship. It only seemed right to name your child after her. “You...you named her after me?” Ginny asks in disbelief as you and Fred nod your heads. “Bloody hell,” she whispers with a smile, tears making her eyes glassy, but she pushes them down with a shake of her head. “I don’t know what to say. I...” Ginny searches for the words, but just ends up running over to you and embracing you and Fred in the tightest hug.

You laugh and give her a squeeze before holding her face in your hands. “You’re my sister, Gin. It only made sense to name our first daughter after someone who means so much to the both of us,” you tell Ginny as she smiles, tears now spilling from her eyes. You wipe away the tears with your thumbs as Fred places a kiss to his sister’s forehead.

Ginny laughs before punching Fred’s arm teasingly. “Merlin, you lot have made me soft,” she wipes her tears with a sniffle, making you and Fred laugh. Molly walks over to her daughter and puts Daisy in her arms as Ginny gasps and holds the baby close to her chest. “Hello, little one,” she whispers as Fred holds you in his arms, smiling wide as he watches his little sister hold his daughter. The sight was enough to make you cry again. The person who had been so influential in you and Fred’s relationship was now holding your first born child. “Reckon you have quite a beautiful middle name, eh?” she laughs before taking a seat next to Harry on the couch.

“Georgina also has a nice ring to it. Daisy Georgina Weasley. It’s not too late, you know,” George tells you and Fred, making you laugh and Ginny give him a dirty look.

“Shut it, you wanker,” she whispers through gritted teeth.

“Ah, ah, ah! No swearing in front of the baby!” George tsks his sister before looking at you and Fred. “You don’t want a godparent who swears in front of children, now do you?” he continues to push Ginny’s buttons as she rolls her eyes, but continues to coo at Daisy who peels her eyes open and peers up at Ginny.

Fred walks towards George who sits in the living room chair and speaks, “Funny you should mention that. (Y/N) and I have both gone back and forth about this for a long while. And we decided that if anything should happen to either of us, we would want you to raise Daisy, George.” George’s eyes widen in disbelief as he looks back and forth between you and Fred as you smile widely. It was a no brainer deciding who Daisy’s godparent would be. George was the first person to know when you were pregnant, he made sure the joke shoppe could function the same now with Fred as a dad, he baby proofed his flat months in advance for Daisy’s arrival. George would be a great uncle and godfather to your child. “What do you say, Georgie?” Fred asks.

George engulfs Fred in a massive bear hug, making your heart swell as Molly wrapped her arm around you, pulling you into her side. Today was surely one of the best days of your life, watching your family care for this new life with so much love and tenderness. George pulls away from Fred with tears in his eyes, clearing his throat, and speaking, “Of course. Yeah, ‘course I will. If anyone lays a finger on that child consider them dead meat.” Fred laughs and hugs his brother again, the two of them sharing a tender moment.

Ginny rises from the couch and with a smile, passes Daisy over to her godfather and uncle. George holds Daisy with utmost care and carefulness. He carefully sits down and smiles at the small baby in his arms. “Hey, peanut. I’m your Uncle Georgie,” he smiles down at Daisy who yawns and stretches in his arms, pushing off her hospital cap in the process to reveal her tufts of strawberry blonde hair. “Ah, the Weasley signature,” George laughs. “Sorry about that one, (Y/N),” he winks as you laugh, sitting on the couch with Ginny’s legs folded over your lap as she kisses your cheek. “Godric, she’s beautiful, Freddie,” George gushes. “You’re gonna be a heart breaker, kid. Just like your mum before she met your dear old dad. You know it took him three times before she finally said yes to go out with him?”

“Alright, no need to embarrass me in front of my three day old child,” Fred laughs, sitting on the arm of the chair.

The whole lot of you sits in the living room, quite still, watching Daisy as she gets passed around the room, each person interacting with her, cooing at her. When she gets passed around to Ron and Hermione, Ron huffs, “So, Ginny is her namesake, George is her godparent, does that make me the cool uncle?”

With a laugh, you shake your head, “Absolutely. Every kid needs a cool uncle and aunt.”

Ron smiles, “Wicked.”

Hermione coos at Daisy, Ron gently brushing her cheek with his forefinger as Daisy yawns widely. “You are a darling,” Hermione blushes to the baby before looking at Ron with pleading eyes.

“Oh, don’t give me that look. I have the daunting job of being cool uncle. Let me get that job done first before we get involved with something else,” he warns as Hermione laughs along with the rest of the group.

You look over to Fred who is already looking at you, love plaguing his eyes as you sigh happily. He smiles at you gently before mouthing an I love you, you reciprocating the action. Everything in this moment felt so right, so perfect.

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“You’re coming over for dinner on Wednesday, right?” Ginny confirms with you as Harry helps her into her coat, baby Lily on Ginny’s hip.

Everyone had come over for Sunday dinner at you and Fred’s house, like every other week. But as the years went by, the dinner guest list had changed and adapted to include more people. Harry and Ginny’s first child as well as Ron and Hermione’s first child became a part of the guest list along with Angelina as she was now engaged to George. It was always something to look forward to at the end of the weekend, having family over. Not to mention, Daisy was obsessed with her cousins.

“Of course. I don’t think Daisy would let us miss it,” you tell Ginny as you kiss Harry and Ginny goodbye. “Dee! Come say goodbye Aunt Gin and Uncle Harry!” you call out to your daughter who is still running around with James, Albus, Rose, and Hugo.

Daisy, now three years old, whines, “I don’t want to say goodbye, Mummy!” She stomps her foot in protest and folds her arms in protest. Daisy loved every moment she spent with her family which only made you and Fred happier. Family was so important to the two of you and the fact that her best friends where her cousins always warmed your hearts.

You smiled at your daughter and replied, “I know, darling. But you’ll see everyone again on Wednesday when we visit Aunt Gin and Uncle Harry’s house.”

Ginny chimes in, “And when you come over, I’ll let you wear my quidditch gloves like last time. How does that sound?”

Daisy’s face lights up and she immediately runs over to Ginny and hugs her legs as Ginny scoops her up and peppers her face with kisses as Daisy laughs wildly. Daisy looked up to Ginny. She always told you and Fred how much she wanted to be like her and play quidditch and fly around on a broom and win all of the games. She even started to demand being called by her middle name and not her first name, but you compromised with Daisy Gin.

Ginny places Daisy back down before calling out, “Alright, Potters! Let’s get a move on. You boys both need a bath,” she huffs when she sees chocolate smeared over both of her boy’s faces as they giggle wildly, running to Harry as he scoops up Albus and sets him on his hip. “Maybe if Uncle Fred didn’t let you eat half of the sweets bin, you wouldn’t need a third bath today,” she speaks, ruffling her hands in James’ hair, giving Fred the stink eye.

“Cool uncles let their cool nephews eat a bit of chocolate now and again, isn’t that right, James?” Fred asks, James fist bumping him in response with a wide grin.

The Potters leave the house with a final round of goodbyes and kisses before Ron and Hermione follow suit, putting on jackets. Hermione bundles Hugo up in his rain boots and rain coat as Rose appears at your feet. “Auntie (Y/N), can Daisy and I have a sleepover again?” she asks, batting her eyes at you with the most devious smile she could conjure up.

Ron rubs his face, “Sweet Merlin, Rose, you are trouble with a capital t.”

You laugh and give Rose a kiss on her forehead, “Of course we can. How about next week you can sleepover here and we can go pancakes in the morning like last time?” Rose’s eyes widen as she and Daisy squeal with excitement.

“Come on, darling,” Hermione calls over to Rose, holding her hand out for Rose to take. “Thanks again, dinner was delicious, (Y/N),” Hermione kisses your cheek goodbye.

“Don’t mention it,” you speak. “We’re still on for drinks with Luna on Friday, right?” you ask as she nods excitedly. “Brilliant. That means cool uncle and cool dad are in charge of the kids,” you beam before giving Ron and hug goodbye.

Ron laughs, “Coolest uncle. I’ve been promoted.” You chuckle before waving goodbye to Ron, Hermione, and the kids. This just left George and Angelina which was always the toughest part of the night.

George slips on his coat as Angelina follows, before he calls out. “Alright, my flower,” he speaks. “Hit me with your best one.” He holds out his arms as Daisy giggles, running into his arms and throws her arms around his neck as George picks her up and swings her around, making Daisy squeal. “Oh, Uncle Georgie loves you so much,” he kisses her cheeks before blowing fart noises in her neck, making her laugh even harder. “I’ve got a proposal for you, my darling. How about little Daisy here helps up open up the shop next Saturday? Teach her about the family business?” he tickles her sides as Daisy giggles, Angelina watching her fiancé lovingly as he entertains the child with ease. “What do you say, (Y/N)? Dad will be there to make sure Uncle George doesn’t corrupt the child,” he teases as you roll your eyes.

You sigh and look at your husband and brother in law. “Yeah, alright,” you comply as Daisy cheers while George spins her around in victory. “Only if that means Angie and I get to have a night out on Saturday.”

Angelina laughs in agreement. “Absolutely. And it’s you lot’s treat,” she adds as you smile before giving her a hug and kiss goodbye. “I’ll see you soon, (Y/N). Thank you again for dinner.”

You watch as George dances around with Daisy, her smiling widely. George was a brilliant uncle and godfather. He was always willing to drop anything when you or Fred needed some help with her. Not to mention, he never minded playing babysitter when you and Fred needed a night alone.

Fred sighed, “Alright, Daisy Gin, time for a bath and bed. You’ve had a long day.”

“No!” she protests, wrapping her arms tighter around George’s neck, pressing her cheek against his as George laughs.

Fred pretends to gasp, “What do you mean no?”

“Uncle Georgie stays with me!” she demands. “And Auntie Angie!”

Fred’s heart swells at how much his young daughter loved his twin and his soon to be wife. “I know you want them to stay, my petal, but it’s time for bed. Besides, we’ll see Uncle George and Auntie Angie on Wednesday,” he tells your three year old as she pouts.

George speaks, “Hey, don’t be upset. That’s very soon. And besides, next time I see you, I’ll have a surprise...” This makes Daisy’s eyes light up with joy and clap her hands. “I’ll see you soon, okay? I love you bunches.”

“Love you,” Daisy smiles in her tiny voice as George places a kiss to her cheek, Angelina placing another kiss to her opposite cheek, making Daisy giggle. Daisy is handed off to Fred as the last couple leaves with another round of hugs and kisses.

“Get home safe! And be careful on the roads! It’s supposed to storm tonight!” Fred calls out as George and Angelina hop into their car with another wave. Fred closes the door with a sigh. Now it was just you, him, and Daisy. “Alright, you,” he teases Daisy who smiles. “I think it’s time for you to take a bath,” he scoops your daughter up into his arms, taking one of her bare feet in his hand, lifting it up to his nose. He feigns disgust. “Those stink, Daisy Gin!” he exclaims as Daisy giggles. “Mummy, we’ve got a 2342! Stinky feet!”

You gasp, “A 2342?!” Daisy laughs louder. “Get her in the bath! Stat!”

With that, Fred runs up the stairs and to the bathroom as Daisy shrieks with delight as you can’t help but chuckle. Even the simplest things Fred made fun. Each day with Fred as the father of your child was an adventure. He made the simple days extraordinary and the extraordinary days out of this world. He was the center of Daisy’s world; that baby girl loved her father more than anything. Sometimes it made you a little jealous, how much she adored Fred, but you couldn’t stay mad for too long. It was just so damned adorable how she stared up at Fred with so much idolization.

From your bedroom, you could hear Fred and Daisy sing nursery rhymes in the bath, Fred doing silly voices which only made Daisy giggle. The sang, they counted, talked about animals, and colors. Each babbling conversation made your heart swell with love.

“Mummy!” you hear Daisy call from her bedroom.

“Coming, my peanut!”

You walked down the hall and into Daisy’s room, decorated in white and yellow flowers on the walls with a bookcase filled with books and toys, and her small bed with sheets adorned with Holyhead Harpies sheets as per Daisy’s request. She sat on the bed, wrapped in her towel, waiting for you to change her into pajamas. It was your favorite part of the day.

You smiled at your daughter with freshly washed hair, wrapped in a green towel. “There’s my flower,” you smiled as Daisy kicked her legs excitedly. “What pajamas are we wearing tonight? Your Harpies pajamas are in the wash, but you have your daisy pajamas from Uncle Neville and your rainbow pajamas from Auntie Luna.” Daisy thinks for a moment before requesting her daisy pajamas from Neville.

As you change your daughter into fresh pajamas, you listen to her babble about how much fun she had with her cousins and how she couldn’t wait for Wednesday. You smiled to yourself, still wondering how you were so lucky to get the sweetest, most darling little girl in the world as your daughter. You brushed her hair gently before plaiting her red hair that matched Fred’s into two pigtail plaits. Daisy smiled at herself in the mirror as you peppered her right cheek with kisses making her giggle. “I love you, Daisy Gin,” you tell her.

“I love you, Mummy,” she bats her eyelashes, looking up at you with those big chocolate brown eyes that so resembled Fred’s. All of Daisy reminded you of Fred. From her hair to her eyes to the way she spoke, it was all so Fred which only made you love your little tike more fiercely.

You carried her back to bed, tucking her in her sheets before calling out for Fred. Within seconds, Fred appeared with a smile on his face. “Bedtime for my princess,” he smiles before kneeling next to you at her bedside. “Goodnight, my baby,” he kisses her forehead as Daisy closes her eyes with a smile.

“I’m not a baby!” she protests. “I’m a big girl! Like Auntie Ginny!”

Fred smiles as you laugh. “Oh, pardon me! Goodnight, my big girl,” he corrects himself as you lean over and give your baby a kiss on the forehead.

You run your finger through the loose strands of hair that are wispy around her face. “Sweet dreams, my girl,” you speak softly.

“Goodnight, Mummy,” she speaks sweetly, enough to make your heart burst. “Goodnight, Daddy,” she coos at Fred who smiles.

The two of you shut the lights and shut the door gently. You and Fred make your way into your bedroom, getting ready for bed yourselves. As Fred shuts the door behind him, you feel his arms wrap around your waist as you sigh. He presses a trial of kisses up your neck as you smile. “She’s getting so big,” you whine, turning around and facing Fred. He places a chaste kiss to your lips.

Fred sighs. It was true. Daisy was growing up way too fast for your liking. It was exciting, watching her become her own person. But at the same time, you loved her at this age. How small and confident she was. How she thought she was so in control. It was adorable. “I don’t like thinking about it too much,” he confesses. “But...” he trails off before starting to unbutton the buttons of your shirt. “We could prevent that...if we had another...” he suggests as you smirk. “It’s been nearly three years. Don’t you think we deserve another one?” he wiggles his eyebrows. “Another baby to keep Daisy company...”

You shake your head, “Fred Weasley, you are relentless.” You press a kiss to his lips and Fred deepens it, kissing you slowly and tenderly as you gently moan into his mouth. He smirks as he pushes the shirt you wear off your body. Quickly pulling away, you look at him. “Are you sure she’s asleep already? I don’t need our daughter walking in on a situation neither of us want to explain to a three year old,” you tell him.

Fred huffs before kissing you again, mumbling against your lips. “I’m sure.” You give him a knowing look as he groans, “Fine. I’ll lock the door. But you better get your ass in that bed.”

You giggle as Fred runs to the door, locking it as you crawl into the bed, a little too excited.

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A few hours later, you and Fred are fast asleep, Fred shirtless, arm draped around your torso as you wear his shirt to sleep. The sounds of rain hitting the window sound through the master bedroom, the occasional rumble of thunder here and there. To you and Fred, the rain always helped you sleep, but the youngest Weasley disagreed.

Slowly, the bedroom door creaked open further. She held onto her hippogriff plushie tightly, eyes full of worry. “Mummy?” she quietly asked into the room as you stirred in your sleep, slowly recognizing the voice. “Mummy? Daddy?” she called out again.

You woke up, sitting up straight to see your baby girl standing in the door way, fear in her eyes as she clung onto her plushie. Thunder rumbled outside as Daisy gasped, scared of the noise. “Daisy? Baby, what’s wrong, petal?” you asks, sleep laced in your voice.

She ran to the side of the bed as lightning flashed, you scooping her up in your arms as she held onto you tight, shivering lightly. Sadness coursed through your body as you realized your baby was afraid of the storm that was outside. “Aw, my flower,” you cooed as you rocked her back and forth, her sniffling into your chest. “It’s okay, my love,” you speak, kissing her head.

Fred rubs his eyes and realizing that his daughter was crying into his wife’s chest. Panic rises in Fred’s voice, “Is she alright? Do I need to call a Healer? Muggle doctor?”

You shake your head no. “Our little Daisy Gin is afraid of the storm,” you whisper to Fred who nods his head. “It’s alright, baby. Mummy and Daddy are here,” you flip yourself around so Daisy can see her father. “See? We’re here, petal. Everything is alright.”

Daisy sniffles as she looks at Fred and gives him a timid wave. Fred smiles sadly at his princess and speaks, “Hello, flower. The rain woke you up, huh?” Daisy nods her head. “Bloody rain. Should I yell at the rain? And tell it to stop bothering us?” he asks, still groggy, but you can hear the smile in his voice.

Daisy giggles and nods her head as Fred rises from the bed and walks over to the window, opening it up mid-storm despite your protests. He sticks his head out of the window and screams out, “Hey! Rain! Go away!”

Your daughter laughs madly in your arms as you can’t help but chuckle. Surely the neighbors think you have lost your minds. Fred shuts the window and climbs back into bed as you and Daisy’s laughter fades. However, the laughter is replaced with another shriek from Daisy as lightning strikes and thunder rumbles. She retreats further into your chest as you rub her back, kissing her head.

An idea pops into Fred’s head as he opens his arms for Daisy to curl into. He clears his throat and starts, “I’ve got sunshine on a cloudy day. When it’s cold outside, I’ve got the month of May.” Your heart instantly melts at the sound of Fred singing to your daughter like he did the day she was born in the hospital three years ago. “I guess you’d say what can make me feel this way, my girl,” he sings as he looks to you to join him.

“Talkin’ ‘bout my girl,” you join Fred as the three of you lay in the bed, Daisy cuddled in between the two of you, her sniffles fading. You continue to sing until her eyes start to flutter close and her mouth emits small snores. Slowly, you fade out as she is soundly asleep. Fred brushes his little girl’s hair out of her face with a soft smile. You are too occupied looking at Fred and how he stares at your daughter, your heart racing. As if he couldn’t be a better dad.

Fred looks at you with a smile. “I love you,” you tell him with a small shake of your head. “I love you so much.”

“I love you so much more, my dear,” he speaks before placing a kiss on the tip of your nose. “You’re my world. The two of you complete me. My girls.”

With that, you and Fred cuddle up to your sleeping daughter, falling asleep to the sounds of the rain.

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Praise Bingus (No fucking way)

→ I do not claim to know corpse- therefore please don't think that this is what he would actually act like, or that any details about his life are actually true. this is fiction.

→ Pairing: Corpse Husband X Fem!Reader

→ Genre: Angst and fluff. (FLUFF IS COMING I SWEAR)

→ Words: 3.9k

→ In a world where everyone is born with a mark on their wrist, two souls come together over the power of bingus.

→ (this isnt crack lol)

→ Warnings: Lots of swearing, um self-depreciation? rejection (kinda) and negative thoughts overall. Sorry im new to warnings.

→ Authors Note: this is the first time im doing like angst so please tell me if I did well? Um also, I’ve already started on the part 2 so keep your eyes out for that. If you wanna be tagged for part two please comment and lemme know. Also check out my other fics if you want!

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Soulmates were a phenomenon. They'd been there for ages, drawn into the Egyptian tomb paintings, seen in the cave paintings from millions of years ago, talked about in stories passed down from generation to generation. They could be matching drawings, first words, names; all black before the soulmates met and turning gold the moment they talked to each other. There wasn't a scientist in the world who could explain the phenomenon.

You'd received your mark at birth just like everyone else, a sentence running around your wrist,

"No fucking way."

Your parents weren't that happy when you asked at the age of 4 what "fucking" meant but it wasn't that bad. You were happy that you had something unique, something other than the "Hi," or "Excuse me," that was on every other arm.

When you were 13, a little girl on the train pointed to your wrist and asked her mom what it meant. Ever since then, you'd taken to wearing bracelets over it. This had turned out to be a good idea because a few years later you started making Youtube videos. At the age of 16, you started a Youtube channel where you focused on a variety of things; makeup, fashion, games, art, skits and a whole lot more.

At the age of 20, you had a steady following of a little more than a million subscribers, and you had moved to LA to be closer to all your Youtube friends. You hadn't just grown on Youtube, you'd also started a lot of side projects. You were known for the art that you did on the side, along with the makeup palette you'd come out with a year ago. Soon you were planning to release a merch collection, one that you had been working on for a whole year now.

You hadn't met your soulmate at this point but honestly, you didn't really mind. Balancing Youtube and study (along with all your other side projects) was hard. There was no need to add the struggle of love into it... Or that's what you told yourself anyways.

There were days though, days where you wished you had someone to hug, someone to cuddle in bed with, someone to go on long walks with. You didn't let yourself wallow on it that long though. Crying about it was gonna do absolutely nothing.

It started on a rainy day. The story of you and him. You were editing your soon to be uploaded video, an e-girl outfits lookbook, which had been requested by your followers. Your personal style was all over the place and your previous soft girl and cottage care look books had done well, so you decided to continue the series.

You eyes blurred as you looked at the same point of the video, and you sighed, removing your glasses and rubbing your eyes. Your editor was sick and had let you know that they wouldn't be able to edit it by the deadline so here you were, editing it yourself. You stretched in your chair letting out a yawn. You were contemplating on whether to make coffee or not when your phone pinged.

"Nooooo" you whined when you noticed it was on the coffee table that was just a little out of your reach. Stretching your foot out, you tried to grab it between your toes and then sighed when the phone fell.

"I have zero luck, I swear" you muttered to yourself, bending to pick up the phone.

The text was from Rae, asking you to join a game of Among Us. You and Rae had been friends for a bit now, which all started when she came across your art and decided to order something from you. You had chatted and clicked immediately, immediately becoming fast friends. Ever since the lockdown started, she often asked you to join in on Among us games and your friendship had really grown over these past few months.

You sent a quick "sure!" and then went to your table, waiting for the PC to turn on. Quickly tweeting out that you were streaming, you opened up Youtube and turned on the stream, saying a quick hello and letting them know what you'd be doing.

"Rae just invited me guys, I don't really know who's there," you mumbled, replying to a comment asking you who you were playing with.

You squinted your eyes, joining the voice chat and then opening your phone camera to quickly check that you didn't look horrible. Sure you didn't really care about how you looked but it was always good to check that you didn't have anything stuck between your teeth before you turned on the camera.

There was already a conversation going on, between who you thought was Corpse and Sykkuno, judging by their voices.

"Yeah I could totally do that. Get a cat and name it Bingus. I wonder if th-"

You gasped when you heard what they were talking about and unmuted yourself immediately yelling "PRAISE LORD BINGUS" and effectively shocking everyone in the chat.

A moment of silence and then Rae yelled: "OH MY FUCKING GOD Y/N, YOU SCARED THE CRAP OUT OF ME."

You giggled as everyone groaned and whined, saying hi as they realised who it was. You had played with Sykkuno and the others a few times before but you'd never met Corpse before. You'd heard his voice though, as he was trending on twitter constantly over the past few weeks. Once they all quietened down, you realised Corpse hadn't said anything. Since you knew everyone else in the lobby, you introduced yourself, wondering if you'd scared him a bit too hard.

"Hey Corpse, I'm Y/N from Y/C/N, its so nice to finally meet you," you said gritting your teeth at you awkward introduction. For a second there was no response and then three words were said that made your jaw drop to the floor.

"No fucking way"

He had whispered it, obviously still in shock, and your eyes widened in surprise as a tingle spread all over your body. So this was what everyone meant by "you'll just know," when you asked them about how you would recognize your soulmate.

"Holy shit" you thought frozen in your seat.

Never had you been more glad that you hadn't turned the camera on yet.

"Uhhhh-" you started, but stopped now knowing what to say.

What the fuck were you supposed to do now.

"Wha- Whats wrong?" Rae asked after a moment passed.

Corpse cleared his throat and started "Its um, shes my -" and you cut him off, heart beating in your chest.

"Nothing. Its nothing." you said talking over him. "Who else are we waiting for Rae?" you asked joining the lobby quickly and choosing red as your colour.

"Uh one more person," she said slowly, still a bit confused.

"Oh awesome!" you said fake enthusiasm prevalent in your voice. "So Sykkuno," you started, wanting to keep the conversation going. "How's Bimbus doing?"

Sykkuno launched into a story of Bimbus and you blew out a sigh of relief, mind still numb over the revelation.

Corpse was your soulmate.

The guy who had literally went viral the past few weeks was your soulmate.

You'd finally found him.

You heard Rae cut Sykkuno off, telling everyone she was starting the game and muttered a "Thank god" when the words "CREWMATE" appeared on your screen. You would not have been able to play imposter at the moment, your mind pretty much stuck on the fact that Corpse was your fucking soulmate.

Heading down to admin, you realised you hadn't said anything yet to the stream so you quickly turned on your cam, saying a quick sorry to the viewers.

"Sorry guys, I forgot to put the camera on," you smiled focusing on card swipe.

"I hope everyone's been okay, I know this was quite sudden, but Rae invited me and I was like why not you know," you said rambling as you moved to comms and did the task there.

Lights were called and you moved to electrical, arriving there just as Leslie fixed them. You moved into the back of electrical doing the three tasks you had there when Sykkuno suddenly came in and went straight to standing on top of the vent.

You giggled already knowing his trick.

"Okay guys," you mumbled watching Sykkuno wiggle on the vent. "do we trust Sykkuno or not?"

"You know what," you said making a split second decision. "Its the first game, we might as well."

Joining him on the vent, you stilled for a second and then breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't automatically kill you.

"See, what did I tell you guys huh?" you question smiling straight at the camera. "I knew Sykkuno could be trusted."

You decided to follow Sykkuno going into reactor with him and starting 'Simon says' and just as you were on the last part, a body was found making you let a whine out.

"Guysss," you whined to the camera as Rae started talking about how she had found Daves body in admin.

"Um, I havent been in admin since the start of the game," you said, "also I can clear Sykkuno, for the last part of the round, he's been with me since lights went out."

Sykkuno confirmed it, "Yup that's right, also I can hard clear Y/N cuz guess what? She stood on the vent with me and none of us died."

Everyone chuckled as he said "Thats good enough for me."

"Uh, I was in navigation mostly." said Lily.

"Poki, can I just ask what you were doing?" said Sean, an undercurrent of mirth present.

"Me?" asked Poki speaking for the first time. "What was I doing?"

"You weren't doing any tasks, you were literally just walking from one side of medbay to the other when I peeked in."

Poki started laughing, trying to get her words out at the same time.

"Okay so-" a giggle. "okay okay- I was just, I was trying to um do the beep test," she said finally breaking down and making everyone else laugh as well.

"What the fuck?" you said, laughing at the image in your mind.

"My chat told me to do it last game so I decided to do it now, I was literally just playing around," she said finally, adding "I swear I'm not imposter" at the end.

"Hmmm," you hummed, bringing a hand up to stroke your chin. "Are you sure it was last game Poki... hm...."

Giggling at Poki indignant "YES it was last game", you quickly skipped voting like everyone else as the timer went into the last ten seconds.

Humming a tune under your breath, you went back to reactor, taking a minute to carefully do Simon says and then moved to the other task counting out one two three as you pressed on the numbers. Humming, you moved out of reactor, only to come face to face with Corpse. You paused for a second, and then moved ahead, refusing to show anything on camera. For some reason he followed you as you went to storage, looking at you while you did the trash.

"Why is he just staring?" you mumbled, biting your lip. God, you really didn't wanna think of him right now. You started walking to shields, him still walking with you when lights were called and not a second later a body was reported.

Suddenly there was screaming your ears as Toast and Rae both started accusing each other.

"Wait- Wait WAIT" yelled Poki trying to get them to stop. "What happened?"

"I'll explain" declared Rae, not letting toast get a word in. "We were in navigation okay, me, Toast and Leslie. Lights went out, and suddenly a report buttons there. It's either Toast or someone came in just as lights went out and killed but that doesn't seem likely because I didn't see anyone anywhere near us at all. Anyways I'm fucking telling the truth guys, its Toast, he's the one who did it."

"Toast, do you have anything to say for yourself?" asked Corpse, his voice making your insides shiver.

"Holy shit, this is my soulmate", you thought for the fiftieth time.

"Uh yeah," replied toast. "I didn't do it."

Everyone laughed as he continued.

"Like seriously, I wouldn't do anything like this because it'd be a stupid move from my own part, and I think Raes smart enough to not do this as well. I think someone else came in just as lights went down and killed immediately, which to be honest, was pretty smart of them."

"Okay so I can clear Corpse," you cut in noticing the timer was close. "he was with me in weapons when it happened, he wouldn't have had time to go all the way up, or even vent there because we were literally walking in."

"Yup that's right," confirmed corpse.

"I'm in cafeteria" said Poki.

"Yeah, I saw her on my way to weapons," said Sykkuno, "and I'm in weapons right now,"

"I'm in lower engine" said Sean, and Lily said she was in reactor.

"I think it's Toast," you mumbled and then rose your voice to talk over everyone. "Look okay fine, maybe he said it was a stupid move and he wouldn't do it but maybe he did it for that exact reason. He thought he could get away with it because no one would expect him to do something like that."

As the timer started going down by 10, you voted for Toast and it turned out 3 had skipped the vote while five had voted for him.

damn.

"Guys you actually voted for him?" you said in a high voice, re-enacting one of Sykkunos most said lines.

You heard a "oh for gods sake" from Rae before everyone went silent and you giggled as you moved back down to weapons to do your tasks.

You finished all your tasks and decided to go to security to check where everyone is. Humming as you moved through the electrical hallway, you narrowed your eyes as Corpse came out of electrical and went towards storage. Quickly ducking in you didn't see a body so you headed back out, going into cams and gasping as you saw the body. Reporting immediately you were shocked to see the four kills that had happened. Now only you, Corpse, Sean and Rae were left.

"Oh my god," you mumbled confused. Either there were still two imposters, and Toast wasn't the imposter or the imposter literally killed and did nothing else. Now either that could mean that its definitely Rae if Toast wasn't the imposter, or that it was Corpse as the only imposter left. That was a bit weird though becuase he could have totally killed you at the start of the game. You didn't suspect Sean at all.

"What the fuck?" mumbled Corpse, and Rae made her animal noises expressing her shock.

"Okay," you said taking charge and relaying the kill and your theory to everyone. "So either it was Toast and there's only one other imposter, who is Corpse. Or Toast wasn't an imposter and there's two of them left. I-" you took a deep breath in at the end, very confused. " I don't know anymore,"

"I think its Corpse as well,"

Corpse who hadn't said anything up till this moment suddenly started stammering out "hey-hey uh let-lets not gang up on me okay. It's not-"

"No, wait, its because Y/N said you came out of electrical right, and I saw you in upper engine literally a bit ago and you went down. I went towards cafeteria so I don't know exactly where you went but its totally possible that you killed."

You voted form him after that, convinced it was Corpse, and the other followed quickly.

"Guys what the fuck, at least give me a chance to explain my self" he whined when his body was thrown off the ship seconds later. You cheered when the "VICTORY" sign was displayed across the screen, bringing up your chat and laughing at Toast as he pretended to be angry at me.

"That was a great round, good work Y/N"

"Thankyou" you mumbled staring at your chat. You were confused when you saw the absolute influx of messages on there, and you were barely able to read them because they were going so fast. You scrolled up, and read through the few of the messages;

"You've made corpse sad."

"Corpse has literally been so quite since you came in, can you leave."

"Omg stop with the hate messages, its not her fault if corpse isn't talking to you"

"are you his ex or something? What was that reaction at the start?"

"what did you do? Corpse literally hasn't said a word since you came in."

"Um..."

Corpse POV

Corpses heart stopped for a minute, his breath catching. The words on his wrist glowed gold, and he stared at the little red character standing there.

This person was the reason that he had "PRAISE BINGUS" stretched across his wrist.

They were the only reason that he had searched "Bingus" on google for all of his life. The only reason Corpse knew about the meme before anyone else was because he was constantly monitoring the word online. Ever since March, he had been waiting with bated breath, anxious that he could meet his soulmate at any moment. and here you were.

For some reason, he had never expected that he would meet you in among us, or while he was on stream. He always thought it'd be someone outside. It was a bit stupid in hindsight as all he did nowadays was play among us.

He heard you introduce yourself to him but the only thing that came out of his mouth was “No fucking way”.

Immediately after he wanted to slap himself.

“Idiot” he thought to himself. “At least try to make a good impression.”

When Rae asked what was wrong, heat sprung to his cheeks as he started revealing that they were soulmates, but Y/N cut him off, saying that it was nothing.

Corpse’s heart sank a little then.

'Maybe she’s just a private person,' he reasoned with himself.

'I shouldn’t have tried to say it on stream either. God, I’m a fucking idiot, if I said it, literally everyone would know and not only would I have hated the attention, she probabaly would have as well.'

Convincing himself that she was right, he reassured himself that it wasn’t because of him. She wasn’t revealing it because she probably didn't want all the attention.

For some reason though, his heart sank even more when Y/N didnt talk to him, instead talking to sykkuno about his dog. Like sure he could understand not wanting to reveal they were soulmates but shouldn’t she at least wanna talk to him? At this point he wouldn’t even mind if she talked about his voice like everyone else.

He groaned when the word "Imposter" came across his screen, his and Toasts character standing together. He was not in the right mindset right now to be able to be a good imposter. Breathing in deeply he continued in the game, with the first round passing by quick. The second round, he saw Y/N and stood with her for a bit wondering if he should kill her. Her red character moved to weapons and he sighed moving the mouse over the kill button. Just as he was thinking of clicking a body was found. Corpse swore as Toast flew off the ship. Deciding he needed to speed it up he killed four people in the round, hissing when the meeting was called. The moment Y/N accused him, he knew it was over. He didn't even bother defending himself much, just hoping the game would end soon.

When they were in the lobby, he quickly told everyone that he was going to leave because his internet was acting up. Turning off the stream after saying a quick thank you to everyone, he leaned back in his seat breathing through his nose.

What the fuck was his life.

Even his soulmate didnt want him. Honestly, he should have expected this. Abandoned at 12 with no one around him, why did his expect his soulmate to even give a fuck about him. Tears pricked his eyes and he blinked trying to get rid of them. He breathed in deeply, grabbing the water on the table and taking a big gulp. He had never hated himself more than he did right now. Why couldnt he have an easier life.

“Why cant I just fucking be NORMAL” he yelled throwing the empty bottle of water at the wall.

Throwing himself into bed, he scrunched up his eyes, hoping that sleep would come today, not noticing as his phone lit up with a single message.

Your POV

You stayed for another game and then ducked out apologizing and making an excuse up.

"Sorry it was such a short stream, everyone," you said pouting at the camera. "It was fun though so hopefully I get to do it again." Waving goodbye, you turned off the camera and leaned your head back staring at the ceiling.

What the actual fuck.

Grabbing your phone, you stared at it for a bit. Everything that you had pushed to the back of your mind in the game, was suddenly in the forefront.

The only thing you knew about Corpse was that he had a really deep voice, he narrated horror movies, and he maybe did music?

'Rae mentioned that once right?' you thought to yourself.

You unlocked the phone and then locked it again, too scared to actually do anything.

Unlocked.

Locked.

Unlocked.

Locked.

"Oh get a grip," you muttered to yourself, opening the phone and sending a text to Rae.

‘Hey Rae, do you have corpses number? Do you mind sending it to me, I need to tell him something.’

A reply came in a minute,

‘umm, why. he's pretty private so idk i don't rlly wanna give his number if he doesn't want someone to have it’

You sighed, and decided you might as well tell her. You knew Rae wouldn't betray your trust.

‘He's my soulmate’

Immediately a ‘AHDJHAKJKAGDAK’ came as a reply and you giggled at the string of emojis after it.

‘Don't tell anyone,’ you sent quickly, trying to calm her down.

‘Okay okay, its XXX - XXX - XXXX, ASHAGDH IM DYING OMG. GO TALK TO HIM.’

Biting your lip you added Corpse into your contacts hesitating before putting a small black heart next to his name.

"Already simping," you mumbled under your breath, hands hovering over the keyboard as you struggled to think of what to write.

You finally decided on 'Hey, its Y/N, can I call?' thinking that something short would be the best way to go. Hand hovering over the send button, you sucked in a breath and pressed it, waiting with bated breath.

A minute passed.

And then five.

And then, without you even you realising, it'd been half an hour of you just looking at your phone.

An hour later, you were slumped on your desk, eyes closed and snoring lightly, the phone still open, the message you sent lighting up the screen.

tbc.

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Falling in Love with a Single Mom HCs

Sakusa x fem!Reader | Kita x fem!Reader | Tendō x fem!Reader

[ Headcanons/MiniFics ]

Request: LOVED YOUR FALLING IN LOVE WITH SINGLE MOM HCS SHAKAKAOXVAIAL MOSTLY BOKUTO’S AHDIWIXBSIAO!! CAN I REQ THEM WITH SAKUSA KITA AND TENDOU?? TYSM 🤩🤩 —anonymous

a/n: once again,,, i love these hcs so much but i feel like omi was kinda ooc im so sorry (╥﹏╥) i hope u like these still!! i really enjoyed writing these, pls do tell me what you think (~￣³￣)~

❀ he's been watching you for a while now— his team's manager

❀ everyone knew you've recently became a new mom— as well as how your child's dad went MIA a few weeks after you gave birth, left a note breaking things off with you and saying he wasn't ready to be a dad

❀ you usually had your mom or a relative take care of your baby while you went to work, but this time no one was available so you had to bring your son with you

❀ standing by the corner of the crowded cafeteria, he kept on glancing at you obviously struggling to pacify your baby

❀ he didn't like the piercing cries of the child in your arms so he decided to help you, or so he convinced himself

❀ in reality, he couldn't take seeing you so panicked anymore— it agitates him so much

❀ he was trying to remember what komori taught him about babies as he walked over to where you stood

"have you tried feeding it?" he asked nonchalantly, standing a good foot away from you as he tried to peer over your shoulder

"him" you replied, exhaustion and frustration dripping from your tone, "and yeah, i just did"

you sighed

"give me"

it wasn't everyday that sakusa offered help so you jumped at the opportunity, supporting your child's neck and back as sakusa took him, doing the same

❀ he laid the baby on his chest, gently tapping at his back

❀ after a few moments he let out a small burp the baby not sakusa skdka

❀ he handed your child back to you, now silently chewing on his hand, saying he "just needed to burp"

❀ your face felt hot, embarrassed that you had no idea

❀ sakusa just placed a hand on your head and smiled behind his mask before leaving, he knows you needed all the help you can get right now and he, albeit wordlessly, made sure you're aware that he's willing to provide that help

❀ since then he regularly drops by your apartment and helps you clean and take care of your baby saying he's just making sure there weren't any germs near the kid

❀ lets you take naps as he watch your kid— but not before taking a bath, he has spare clothes in your closet

❀ the team notices how he's always over at your place

"omi-kun you're always over at y/n's, might as well move in with her"

"if she wants me to, i don't see any problem with it" he said so casually it made you whip your head to his direction

"do you... want to?" he looked away from you without an answer, avoiding your eyes, "omi-kun do you want to move in with us?"

"i said, if you wanted to" he replied, still avoiding your gaze and cheeks tinted red

❀ you met him at the wet market; well, your daughter did

❀ you noticed her run off while you were buying ingredients for your lunch and stocking up your fridge, quickly trying to catch up to her

❀ she was giddily running around, little 3 year old legs not taking her too far before bumping into a stranger's leg

❀ falling to her bum, your daughter looked up to see brown eyes looking down at her

"i'm sorry, are you alright?"

he helped the child up, holding her steady as he dusted off her bottom

by the time you caught up with the both of them, he already had your daughter in his arms, asking her where her mom was with a smile

"there she is!" she said with a giggle

"baby, what did i tell you about running off on your own?" you scolded her with a tired smile as kita handed her over to you, thanking him kindly

❀ after that encounter, he started to notice you more and more; in the wet market, around the neighbourhood, and in the topics of local grannies

❀ you moved in recently, shortly after your daughter's dad bailed out on the both of you, leaving you to raise her alone; or so he's heard

❀ he would always give you a soft smile and an acknowledging nod whenever you two see each other

❀ it wasn't until his grandmother asked him to bring over some vegetables to your house that he had the chance to have an actual conversation with you

"gran wanted you to have this"

"oh thank you very much", you beamed at him while taking the basket, "do you maybe want to come inside? i'll prepare some tea"

he was about to decline the offer, but the joyful look on your child's face the moment she sees kita convinced him to do otherwise

❀ the two of you talked over tea and snacks while your daughter sat on his lap, playing with his large hand

❀ you couldn't help but smile at the both of them, your daughter never one to be this playful with others, kita didn't seem too bothered either

❀ time passed and kita needed to go back home, much to your daughter's dismay

❀ he didn't want to upset your kid too much so it was decided he'll come back soon to play with her

❀ it became a regular thing for kita to stop by your house on his way home from the fields— spending time with you and your daughter slowly becoming routine

❀ he adored your child's little giggles and the way she insisted having him wear the flower crown she made, glancing at you to see you laughing at the sight had him imagining what life would've been like with the two of you

❀ till he realized he was already living that life— looking forward to seeing you both after a hard day of work at the fields, being greeted by warm smiles and a hug, eating dinner together and sharing laughter

❀ it seems like granny wouldn't have to wait too long for a grandchild

❀ he noticed your 2 year old boy looking—staring, at him from across the restaurant he was having lunch at

❀ so of course he decided to make faces in an attempt to make him laugh

❀ he wiggled his eyebrows at the toddler, waving his hands and cooing— though he wasn't sure if the baby even hears him

❀ the boy decided that tendō pulling at his ears and sticking his tongue out was a winner, letting out a short giggle

❀ you had your back to tendō so you were surprised to see your child laughing when you looked up from your meal

❀ turning around to see tendō making the silliest face, you couldn't help but laugh as well, your son finding it absolutely hilarious and is squealing in delight

❀ tendō's face heated up in embarrassment from being caught but he laughed along nonetheless, shaking his head as you waved your son's tiny hands at him and mouthing 'hello'

❀ he thought you two were adorable so he decided to come up to your table

"you babysitting your nephew? or is that your baby brother?"

you chuckled at him, "he's my son"

"oh"

the redhead's brain buffered for a few moments, "i should get going then, don't wanna offend someone" he laughed awkwardly, hand scratching at his nape

"oh no, it's fine. you're not offending anyone" his eyebrows raised at your reply's implication, "mind taking a seat? my baby seem to like you"

"your baby has great taste" tendō smirked as he slid to the seat opposite yours

"so it seems" you said with a tone that sent a blush straight to his cheeks

❀ the afternoon ended with your number saved on tendō's phone under the name cute baby('s) momma🥺

❀ he texts and calls All The Time; asking how your kid is doing and wanting to see the both of you

❀ after a while of talking and going out, you asked him if he wanted to come over to your place for a visit and he was simply ✨ecstatic✨

❀ spent the whole afternoon crawling around your living room chasing your son, squeals and giggles echoing throughout your house

❀ you've never seen your son be this comfortable with anyone that isn't you and you're just grateful that tendō adores your child as much as your child adores him

❀ when tendō walked up to you— your son in his arms, sleeping soundly on his shoulder, you offered to take the child but he refused and opted to pull you close with his free hand

❀ he leaned against the kitchen counter, both you and your son in his arms as you asked him in a whisper, "can you stay?"

❀ understanding what you meant was more than staying for the night, he answered with a definite "for as long as you want to, of course" before pressing a kiss on your temple

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