#THEY ARE MARRIED AND LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER

[animefreak2112]

Hii wanted to request snt bc ur stories are AMAZING and just thought about Toji x reader with a baby Megumi js like Laro Benz and Zaza and Sachi where Megumi either always gives Toji those looks or attacks him or steals our attention if u don't want to its okay but it'd make me really happy anyways and you can add whatever u like to tyyy

Hi anon! 💞

I actually don't take specific requests, but this is SUCH A CUTE IDEA?! You definitely might see this somewhere/somehow in my Toji Interrupted fic or in a oneshot eventually because imagine Toji going in for a kiss or something and baby Megumi SLAPS A HAND OVER HIS MOUTH 😭 Here's a mini scene cause I just couldn't stop thinking about it!!

He just wanted to kiss his wife. Simple fuckin' task, right?

No.

Apparently, it wasn't so simple -- not when his son clung to you like a second skin. Ever since you'd gotten married three months ago, his two year old had a hard time...sharing.

Hence why, now, he's mumbling muffled curses behind his toddlers little hand.

"Th-fuhck," Toji says between his son's small fingers. He's leaning down into your space, his big body hunched over your smaller frame, hand curled over your waist, as he tries to reach your soft mouth that he hasn't gotten to kiss all fuckin' day.

"Megumi," you scold with a soft giggle. "That's not nice. Daddy's been at work all day. Doesn't he deserve a kiss?"

Megumi babbles without a care in the world, making Toji's eyes narrow when the toddler turns to press a wet, slobbery kiss to your cheek.

"Megumi!" You scold again, "Not me, Daddy!"

Toji knew that he had fought tooth and nail to get his woman -- even beat the shit out of his best friend for going after you. But never, in a million years, did Toji think that he would be fighting for your attention even after he'd put a goddamn ring on your finger.

"Toji?"

Fuck, he'll never get sick of you saying his name like that. Toji, like he meant something. Like he was your whole world and every bit of his fucked up past didn't even matter to you.

When his eyes finally focus in on you again, you've put Megumi down on his play mat in the living room, encouraging him to play with his toys. After your son is occupied, you turn back to your husband with out stretched arms.

Toji doesn't waste a second. He almost groans with relief when his arms gather your soft frame against his, crushing your pliable curves against his hard planes.

"Missed ya, doll," he mumbles with a kiss to your neck. "Been thinkin' bout ya all day, y'know? My pretty fuckin' mama."

And still, even after being with him for this long, your heart still skips three beats at the feeling of his mouth on you, pressing hot kisses to your throat and shoulder.

"Mmm," you hum happily, leaning up on your tiptoes to run your palms over his broad, muscled shoulders. "I missed you, too."

And just when he's leaning down to take your mouth like he's wanted to all fuckin' day -- there's a tug on your leg.

Toji almost ignores it. But you don't. Like the good mother you are, you stop and look down.

Sure enough, there's Megumi. Balancing in his newly found walking stance, hands on his hips, pouting.

Just when Toji narrows his eyes, Megumi points with his little index finger.

"Momma."

Toji scoops his son up in his arms, holds him high above his head with one big hand, and grabs your jaw with the other.

There's a cute little sound of surprise that leaves your mouth when Toji yanks you forward in his firm grip, and covers your mouth with his.

Toji almost moans into your mouth, his grip harsh on your jaw as his tongue slips in.

Fuckin' finally.

Fuck, he can't wait to get you in bed tonight. Because from the way your hand fists itself tightly into his black uniform, you need him just as fuckin' much.

When he's had his fill -- more accurately, when Megumi starts complaining loudly -- Toji finally releases you and looks up at his son, who's wiggling cutely in his broad hand, making grabby hands for you.

"Listen here, brat," Toji scolds, fingers digging into Megumi's ticklish spots. Finally, the boy starts giggling, squirming in his fathers grip as Toji grins.

He can never stay mad at Megumi for long.

"We need ta' have a talk about boundaries, kid." He lectures through Megumi's giggles. "Ya need to let me kiss my wife, or I'll tickle ya till ya pass out. Got it, boy?"

Megumi, out of breath, mumbles something like, help, to you.

"He's two, Toji," you say between the wide grin on your face.

"Old n'nuff to cock block me, doll."

***

Later that night, when your son's asleep, Toji finally gets to have you.

"Gonna give Megs a brother, kid needs to learn to fuckin' share."

You whimper into his mouth, already spent from the amount of times he's brought you over the edge.

"M'gonna make you a momma," Toji grins against your lips, and you feel him in your stomach when he presses even deeper.

"T-Toji--"

"Hold on tight, doll," he mumbles before gripping the headboard.

OKAY so I may have gotten...a little carried away. But only a LITTLE 😳

Hope you all love it!!

xoxo,

Lav 🪻

[reashot]

have you ever heard of the rose life cycle?

live life as a badass huntress (or hunstman if the rose is a male)

encounter blonde whose rizz is wildly inconsistent

wait for blonde to get sad for whatever reason

swoop in

spawn successor with blonde and spend some time raising successor

leave and die heroically in the line of duty to maximise the sadness in the blonde

the cycle repeats with the next rose

Sorry for the long wait I was on heavy medications for few weeks for something I had.

Somewhere in the past

Summer: Ruby, it's time to have "the talk."

Little Ruby: The talk about what mommy?

Tai: Uhm... The talk about the flower and the wolf, of course.

Ruby: ???

Summer: Oh for heaven's sake. It's about the Rose family's reproduction method.

Ruby: A-what method?

Tai: It's about making baby.

Ruby: Oh I know that. It's when a girl and boy love each...

Summer: No-no. Not like that. We from the Rose clan do it differently compared to how other people do it.

Ruby: Different how, mommy?

Summer: Well once you are of a certain age. You will notice a difference in your body. You will instinctively look for a potential mate.

Ruby: W-what?

Tai: I know it sounds weird Ruby but you need to pay attention. It will help you one day. (And maybe me.)

Summer: Moving on. Not just any mate but a blonde mate. You will never be satisfied (sexually) with anyone until you mate with someone blonde. No matter how hideous, socially repugnant, short & dumb.

Tai: *cries* so you chose me because you are genetically predisposed to do so and not because you love me?

Summer: No, no. It's nothing like that I love you because of the person you are. (And also because I'm genetically attracted to blonde.)

Ruby: So I can only fall in love with a blonde? That's dumb. When I grow up I will love someone who is not blonde...

Summer: Oh almost forgot. After mating with said blonde. You will only have a few years left to live.

Tai: W-whut?

Ruby: *starts bawling*

Summer: Oops Spoiler...

Fast Forward

Ruby: ...Shit.

The Rose family curse is real!

I don't find brunette attractive at all. Worse I actually have feelings for Jaune. Despite him being the worst huntsman in the academy and not having anything in common with him.

And because of the Rose life cycle Now I must find someone with blonde hair to mate!

Or else I can't slake off these feeling of lust!

But I will die afterwards!

... Eh, better die horny and satisfied I guess.

But Jaune is nowhere to be seen...

Should I do it with Sun instead?...

*slap*

No Ruby bad. Bad, Ruby. You are not a common tramp. You are a human being with wants and desires. Sure Jaune is dumber than a sack of brick but he has the biggest dick in all of Remnants. He is also kind of cute but otherwise not my first choice.

Ughh... It's getting so bad. I can no longer hold it. If I can't find him then I have no choice but to find some random blonde to mate with. But who other than Sun that I know are blonde?

Papa Arc: *whistle* Boy I sure do love walking on this street, being happily married and not being assaulted in broad daylight by a semi-feral silver eyed female.

Ruby: *starts crying* No... Now I have to do it.

[doesephs]

“but your honour, kevin’s gay” SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP all i see is two queens

[resident-gay-bitch]

Steve’s always a little insecure in his relationships, always worries that they’re only in it for a short while, that all their promises are just words, no truth behind them.

He’s two months into his relationship with Eddie, and Steve’s already very in love with him, and it’s terrifying. This is the most in love Steve has ever been.

They said it for the first time the other day, during a super romantic and cosy night of Chinese takeout and nostalgic kids movies, snuggled up on the couch with never ending kisses. They had sex that night too, for the first time.

They had fooled around only a couple of times before that, nothing too serious, and only twice, since Eddie’s Demisexual. Steve didn’t know that waiting was exactly what he needed, assurance that Eddie wasn’t just there for his body.

After that night he feels even more connected to Eddie, feels the love radiating from his goofy smile and his puppy dog eyes. And the way Eddie kissed him, the way Eddie touched him, it was unforgettable. Genuine electricity. Steve had never felt so special and precious in his life, never felt so loved.

He’s still got his insecurities though, now that they’ve stepped up their relationship, Steve’s gotten a lot more comfortable, shown the secret side of him, the side that only Robin knows about really. He’s worried, like all the rest of them, that Eddie won’t like him anymore, that he’ll leave.

Robin tells him he’s being negative and stupid, Eddie’s totally the one, she can feel it!!

Steve wants to feel it, thinks the tips of his fingers are buzzing from it, but he just won’t let himself. Not yet. Not until he knows for sure.

They’re on FaceTime, having dinner together because Eddie’s gone away for a few nights with his band for a gig, and they miss eachother. Eddie called him, no prompting needed, and when Steve answered he said: “Stevie, baby, oh my god I missed you— hey fuckin, Jeff!! Look at my boyfriend, how hot is he? I got a cute ass boyfriend, wow, I feel so much better now I get to talk to you again. How are you, sweetheart? I hope you’re okay.”

Steve’s heart fucking bloomed. He feels nauseous he’s so fucking in love.

“What are you doing, Ed’s? You keep looking away from me.”

“I know, a total crime, don’t hate me. I’d much rather look at you, baby— hey shut up, Jeff, let me be in love!” Eddie yelled, tossing a pen at his bandmate across the room, “Sorry, Stevie. Uh, I’m doing some research for some songs I’m writing, making sure I’m not gonna fucking accidentally steal someone’s copyrighted track. Boring stuff, legal stuff, what are you doing?”

“Not much, missing you.”

Eddie chuckles, “God, I miss you too. Want me to come over when I get home? I’d invite you to mine, but these guys always get grouchy after a long drive home and our unit would probably just depress you.”

“Yeah, please.” Steve smiled sweetly, picking at his dinner. They fall into silence for a while, Eddie deep in concentration, his eyebrows furrowed and his tongue poking out over his top lip as he types away on his laptop.

Steve’s got this question gnawing at him. One of those dumb fucking questions that he shouldn’t ask, because it’s stupid. The kind of question that if he asks too many of them, his parter will get pissed off and leave, or yell at him to stop. He’s already asked Eddie one weird question, but it wasn’t even that weird, it still got a strange reaction from Eddie though. Steve didn’t take it as a good one.

Fuck, he can’t help it though, it just starts coming out of his mouth before he can really stop it, “Hey, uh, Eddie…?”

“Yah, light of my life?” He laughs to himself, isn’t looking at the camera so he can’t see Steve begin to blush, thankfully.

“If you became a rich and famous rockstar, would you leave me behind? Be honest.” Steve nodded, “I can take it-“

“Of course not, Stevie.” Eddie said, still looking at his laptop screen, it seems like he barely even thinks about the answer, “Why would I do that?”

“If you were famous, you’d have other options.”

“Yeah, but I have you. Would you leave me, if you got famous?”

“No.” Steve snickers, like it’s obvious. Because it is, because Steve’s attached to Eddie, obviously, Steve loves Eddie more than Eddie loves Steve, probably.

“See, so why would I?” Eddie says simply, a small smile on his face as he looks at Steve like he’s being goofy and weird.

Steve should just shut his mouth before Eddie starts to hate him, but he just can’t, “Well, there are better options for famous people.”

“Not for me.” Eddie says simply, and it kills Steve, genuinely, a fucking stake through the heart in the best kind of way.

“What if you were on a red carpet, and… uh… oh, what if Hugh Jackman hit on you? Would you chose him over me?”

Eddie laughed, “Look, Hugh is hot, but he’s not as hot as you. Have you seen your ass, Stevie?”

Steve flustered, “We- Uh, what about like, Dave from Foo Fighters? He’s really hot.”

“Not my type at all, besides he’s a cheater so ew.”

“Okay…” Steve wonders, “Megan Fox?”

“Gorgeous! But I don’t swing that way.”

“Right, yeah, of course.” Steve sighed, “Oh, you really like Robert Irwin, right?”

Eddie laughed, looked over at Steve on his phone and smiled sweetly, rubbed a hand over his mouth, “Yeah, I like him, he’s cute. Wanna know why?”

Suddenly, Steve feels very jealous. It must show on his face too because Eddie snickers at him, “Uh, why?”

“Because he reminds me of you, dork.”

“What? How?” Steve is baffled.

“He’s cute, I like your little blonde highlights and he’s blonde. And he’s fit like you I guess. But mostly because he’s like, just a good looking chill out dude until you hear him talk, then you realise he’s a huge massive super ultra dork and you can’t help but want to know more about him.” Eddie smiled, turned back to his laptop and Steve watched him scroll through a document through the reflection of his glasses, “If Robert Irwin ever hit on me I’d be flattered as fuck. But I’d kindly reject him, and tell him I’ve got my own dork at home who prepared me for such a moment, by asking stupid questions like would you ever leave me— no Steve. I wouldn’t. Duh. You’re too good of a kisser.”

Steve laughed, let himself feel flustered for a while. Satisfied that he let himself be just the right amount of clingy to let Eddie know that he’s kinda like that, but not too clingy that he scared Eddie away.

“Would you take me with you then? When you’re rich and famous?”

“Oh, you know it baby.” Eddie grinned, “When I’m making millions, you’re quitting your goddamned job and travelling the world with me, and I’ll buy you whatever the fuck you want. I’ll be your full time sugar daddy no doubts about it, gorgeous.”

Steve loves this guy so much. “Yeah, sure, you can be my sugar daddy the day you figure out how to ask me how to touch your dick without stuttering and blushing and hiding in my neck about it.”

Eddie stuttered, clearly caught off guard as he began to choke on air. Steve could hear his friends in the room around Eddie begin to laugh and make fun of him. Steve laughed with him, because Eddie knows how Steve feels about that, he knows that Steve likes how shy Eddie got in bed.

Steve thinks it’s incredibly hot, a guy so confident and out there reduced to a stuttering mess the second he gets a “hot” guy in bed, as Eddie said.

Eddie’s friends begin to heckle and tease him for a bit, and Steve listens in silence as his boyfriend fights with the lot of them.

“Hey, Eddie?” Steve asks, once they’re calmed down and quiet again.

Eddie sighs, rolls his head away from his laptop and over to look at Steve, Steve hates this. Eddie smiles anyway, even though Steve is sure he’s faking it now, and says, “Yes, my love?”

He wants to take it back. He wants to shut his mouth.

“Never mind.” Steve shakes his head.

“No, my love. Ask me, go on. It was a follow up question to the whole fame thing, right?” Eddie shrugged, “I only sighed because you should know that how I feel isn’t something so easily raptured by a mere celebrity.”

“Oh…” Steve nodded, thought about that for a moment. Wondered if anyone else in his situation would have known that, maybe he’s just insecure, too insecure, Eddie’s bound to get annoyed by it. It seems like he already is. “I was just going to ask if you’d ever write a song about me?”

Eddie smiles, blushes, and it’s so sweet, “I already have, Stevie. Three.” He looks back at his laptop, groans and Steve sees in his glasses reflection that Eddie closes all the tabs he’s looking at in anger, “Yah, you’re so easy to write love songs about to be completely honest. But no, I’m not telling you anything about them. You’ll hear when they’re ready.”

Steve is over the moon, “Okay.”

Silence again. He watches Eddie open up a new application, Steve recognises as his music app thing. He makes demos and back tracks with it, which is cool. Eddie begins to play around with if a bit, and Steve listens to the noise and wonders what song Eddie’s trying to create.

He’s got that urge again. God, he’s so clingy. Steve can’t stand how clingy he is, no one can. It’s only a matter of time before Eddie’s telling him he’s too clingy and walking out the door.

He really can’t help himself. Maybe he’s just self destructive.

“Eddie, would you tell the world I was your boyfriend, if you get famous?”

“Yup.” Eddie nodded, “But they’d only know your name, and your face, and how much I love you. Don’t want you getting stalked by weirdos— you know, if I get famous enough that people want to stalk my boyfriend.”

Steve thinks that’s really sweet of him, especially since he had that rolling off the top of his tongue, no thinking time needed.

“Well… would you take me to all your A lister parties and events?”

“If there’s no plus one option, I’m not going sweetheart. Wouldn’t want you sitting at home, worried.”

“What would you do if a celebrity like… hmm, Eddie Van Halen hit on me?”

Eddie grinned, “Then I’d say you’re seeing ghosts, sunshine.”

“If he were alive, though?”

“Then… I’d think it’s awesome that we have something in common, you’re our type— oh! And then you’d get to say you were hit on by two guys named Eddie who played guitar super good.”

Steve laughed, “Would you introduce me to Sabrina Carpenter?”

“It would be the first thing I’d do.”

“Would you get jealous if she hit on me?”

“Oh yeah.” Eddie nodded, “I’m gay as fuck and I’d still take her out on a date, you know, she’s pretty. She’s like, the girl version of you. Anyway I’d be super jealous and heartbroken but I’d tell you to take your chance.”

“Seriously?”

“Yup.” He assured, “You will be hearing from me, I’ll be that crazy ex just waiting for you two to break up. I’d sabotage so bad, but I’d just want you to be happy. But I would hate if that was without me.”

Steve smiled, “Imagine if we were animals? Would you still fall in love with me if we were both little otters or something?”

“Yup, I’d be head otter heals for you.”

Steve laughed, “Dude, you’re so lame.”

“Don’t call me dude whist asking these clingy ass questions.” Eddie snickered out, and Steve shut up.

He swallowed. Stared hard at the camera and tried to surpress his sudden urge to cry.

“You get so fucking clingy sometimes.” Eddie muttered, quiet enough that his friends couldn’t hear him, “I genuinely didn’t think someone could get this clingy.”

Steve hates him.

He’s about to shut off the call when he sees something flash in Eddie’s glasses, squints to get a better look at whatever is on Eddie’s screen.

“Hey, uh, forgot to mention my uncle had this watch he thought you might like— cause I got one, but you don’t wear silver do you?”

“Nope, never.” Steve shook his head, bile rising in his throat, he can’t figure out what’s taken up all of Eddie’s attention, “Tell him thanks though.”

“Got it.” Eddie muttered to himself, pressed enter on his keyboard, and a webpage popped up with large images of golden band rings.

“What are you doing?” Steve wonders quietly.

“Huh? Oh, just mixing some music still, like I was before. Just trying to think up what I should do next.”

Steve is not that stupid. He knows Eddie’s lying. He’s lying so hard right now.

Eddie grabs his phone, pulls it close to his face so Steve can only see from his nose up, and he begins tapping away at his screen.

“Sorry, I’ll put you down in a sec, cutie, just checking something.”

With this closer angle, Steve can see very clearly what Eddie’s checking on his phone. He’s checking his bank account.

He’s checking his bank account, looking back at the web page of rings on his laptop, then pondering something in his head.

“Everything okay, Eddie?”

“Yup, just thinking up some lyric changes. Got them all written in my phone, I’ll put you down now.”

He’s such a liar, Steve’s just confused. And hurt.

“Why are you so quiet?” Eddie wondered, his phone back down on the table like it was before, eyes back on his laptop as he scrolls through rings, “Are you okay?”

“Yep.” Steve nodded.

Eddie sighed, “Hey, would you still love me if we were animals? You never answered back.” Eddie said, “What if I was an otter and you were a little fishy?”

Steve hesitates, “You’d probably eat me.”

“I’d eat you right now, Steve.” Eddie said flatly, then he ducked his head and whispered, “I miss the taste of you. I love kissing you- Hey, can I suck your dick sometime? Been thinkin’ about it.”

“Oh, now you’re brave enough to ask whilst you’re a million miles away and not even looking at me?”

“Yup.” Eddie snickered, froze for a moment with his brows furrowed, clicked on a ring and zoomed in on it, glanced between his laptop and Steve a few times. “Uh, sorry, what were we talking about?”

Steve can see the description of the ring he’s looking at. He can see, clear as day, the description reads (backwards): “Solar - Gold embossed engagement ring.”

Steve can’t believe this. Eddies looking at engagement rings. Is he looking at engagement rings?

“How much do you love me?” Steve asked, a vomit of words.

Eddie smiled, hung his head like he’s all embarrassed about it, “A lot, Stevie baby. A lot.” Eddie chuckled, “I can’t believe I get you all to myself. Not to be poetic or anything, but my life was a dark, empty night sky before I met you, and then suddenly my life was summer sun, gorgeous. You’re my sunshine, right?”

“Right.” Steve nodded, “I love when you call me that.” He squints at the reflection in Eddie’s glasses and can make out the pattern of the sun embossed on the ring.

“God, I miss you.” Eddie sighs, adds the ring to his shopping cart and keeps scrolling.

Jeff walks behind Eddie on his way out of the kitchen and stops in his tracks, walks over.

“Just working on that song, look good?” Eddie asks, and Jeff leans down on his shoulder, “I think if I add this in, this take could be the one. What do you think? Or do you think I’m being too stupid? Is it too soon for that big moment?”

Oh, fuck, he’s really looking at engagement rings.

Jeff smiles, squeezes Eddie’s shoulder encouragingly, “I mean, yeah, in theory. But you’ve never done anything by the book, and all your best choices have been a little crazy like that. If you feel it’s the right choice, and will work well with the music, then yeah, by all means.”

Eddie gins, looks back at Steve, “Yeah, it’s definitely the right choice.”

Jeff snickers, wonders off shaking his head, and Eddie looks so giddy as he takes one last look at the ring.

Eddie’s thinking about proposing to Steve.

“Don’t you think I’m clingy?” Steve blurted out, catching Eddie completely off guard.

Eddie glanced at him, sighed, carefully shut his laptop and set his attention on Steve, “Well, yeah? You are clingy.” Eddie shrugged, “Dude, you don’t understand how lucky I feel, I think. I like that. I mean, you love me so much that you wanna cling to me like a fucking koala. I’m surprised you haven’t gotten bored of me yet.”

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, Steve feels so warm and fuzzy inside.

“I love you so much.” He mumbles, brings the phone close to his face to virtually kiss Eddie, “Do you want to move in with me?”

“What?” Eddie stuttered out, “Uh, are you serious?”

“Yes, I’m serious in this conversation and also about this relationship. About you.”

“Fuck.” Eddie sighed, laughed a little delirious, “Yeah, yes, I do. I’d love that, sunshine.”

“When you get back then. Just… just come over and don’t leave.” Steve nodded, “We can talk more then, about us, and everything. I just want you around me always.”

“God, Stevie, you don’t know how much I feel that in my heart.” Eddie said, two hands pressed over his heart to swoon a little.

Steve doesn’t tell him that he knows of Eddie’s plans, and five months later, when the special day comes, Steve doesn’t tell him that he’s already seen the ring. Though, he does mention it in his vowels, tells everyone watching just how much harder that evening made Steve fall in love with Eddie. That he couldn’t believe someone was falling so hard, so fast, just as he was.

Steve never doubted another relationship again, purely because his only relationship from then on was with Eddie.

He’d never felt as secure as he does with Eddie, since that night, never second guessed his intentions, never doubted their love.

They’re mutually head otter heals for each other. Robin was right, Eddie is the one.

[5mcsinatrenchcoat]

Sharing a thingy I drew for a Valentine's character event this year. I had all the opportunities in the world to hop in with something funny and lighthearted about breeches or cookies or rolling around but no <3 I am too unwell about her romance, actually.

"Make her happy. I'll keep that she was happy".

[dilf-luvr-4evr]

Husband! & Dad!Arthur Morgan headcanons!! idk about this but some people seemed to love the one where reader is pregnant so 👉🏼👈🏼 thank you!!! <3

no warnings, just fluff, mentions of Christianity, f!Reader

from the way he talked to the bath girls, it seems like he’s someone who’d talk to you about how hard his day has been :( he secretly likes to be babied fr!!!

might not be used to having someone listen to him yap at first with his “alright, I’ll shut up now.” But you INSIST on hearing his crazy stories and he smiles, tries to keep going even though he feels bad.

that was the beginning of the relationship. Now he goes straight home to you all, “honey, you would never believe-” and you could tell the gossip is gonna be juicy.

Arthur “loyal” Morgan getting blackout drunk and rejecting you because he’s married. I need him desperately.

“You must have a feller,” he smirks, eyes half lidded and his ‘r’s all slurred.

“Mhm, I do. A very handsome one too,” you played along.

“I got a beautiful wife m’self,” he smiles wide, leaning forward and almost falling. “I’d marry you if I didn’t.”

though you aren’t religious, you tell Arthur that you end up quite lucky in life because you were christened as a baby. You asked him if your baby could go through christening as well, wanting them to have a good start in life with protection from God.

he was still paying off his bounties at the time. Seeing his fate in the past, he decided to agree.

“What the hell, why not,” he said, surprising you. “As long as it ain’t done by Swanson.” He needs all the luck he could get.

HIM AS A GIRL DAD OUGHHHH

I feel like he gets these spontaneous outbursts sometimes? He can be a lil grumpy but his baby daughter would definitely soften that.

imagine him suddenly getting angry at something she did and she starts crying :( it would ABSOLUTELY break his heart and he’d panic every time :(((

“I’m sorry alright? I’m sorry baby girl..” “y’know I didn’t mean that right?” “Please stop crying darlin’ :(”

might also make her cry from his awful, terrible teasing and his stupid “oh c’mon, I’m just messin’ with ya!” He’s so mean sometimes booo

speaking of mean, I just know he’d be the sassiest, judgiest, snarkiest man when his daughter brings home a partner. Imagine the Kieran treatment…………

maybe not if it’s a girlfriend. If it’s a boyfriend? Poor guy will have to prove himself good enough for Arthur’s baby!!!

don’t worry, he’ll soften up when he remembers how he used to be treated by Mary’s dad HAHA

the Morgan house probably has lots of pets! I don’t think he would mind the strays that you and the kids just randomly bring home.

he’d just call them “girl” or “boy” (boah!) and you’d have to fix him or all of them comes over at the same time.

he probably draws his family a lot or takes pictures!!! All of his family’s photos on the walls, by his bedside table, in his journal for when he travels :(((((((

he would only travel when he needs to! Gets very anxious and worried and tries to go home as quick as possible even if it means not sleeping :(

he can sleep later in your arms for as long as you’d let him anyway!!! (Secretly a small spoon sometimes, deal with it)

the biggest sigh of relief when he hears his family welcoming him, when he sees them running to him, when he feels them hugging him (I’m sobbing)

from how the girls at camp make him take them somewhere or get them things, you can tell he’s probably gonna be such a pushover for his little family omg

you can ask him to do the craziest things you could think of (he’s done much worse anyway!!!) but this time his payment is just one “please?” And he would do just about anything for his family :(

he’d never admit it — not even to himself — but your smiles are more rewarding than any money he’s ever received <3

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thank you for reading!! 🫶🏼

[bearsprings]

hollysugar save me

[zephyrs-bliss]

au where during his troublemaker phase iruka decides to hang out with the jinchuuriki just to spite the adults around him but when he meets little toddler naruto, he realises Oh Shit. He Is Just A Baby. an Alone Orphan Baby. and so he starts taking naruto everywhere in the village with him bc its not like the orphanage staff care where he goes.

but then anbu phase kakashi comes back to konoha after an extended mission and on his usual rounds of stalking the orphanage to check on naruto, he's not there. kakashi starts capital p Panicking and desperately looking around until he finds naruto with iruka, and assumes iruka is going to hurt naruto so he goes in to attack.

but iruka in turn assumes this anbu is here to attack naruto (bc almost everyone else approaching them so far has).

and unfortunately for Genius Prodigy Do Everything By The Book Era Kakashi, iruka is scrappy, smarter than he looks, has become fiercely protective over naruto and has no qualms about playing dirty to try to win.

thankfully during their short brawl iruka starts yelling things that make it clear that he's trying to protect naruto, which shocks kakashi so he shunshins away.

kakashi then partakes in some light stalking and watches iruka playing with naruto and taking care of him and letting him climb on his arms and wipe snot on his shirt (even if iruka makes a face about it). he desperately hopes that this little exchange won't awaken anything in him.

and later while iruka is silently fuming and working on some especially Nasty seals to trap the hokage tower and anbu hq with, he gets a curt note taped to his window that just says like "sorry. was trying to protect him too."

so iruka decides to forgive him, which just means he makes sure those new traps aren't lethal <3

[deathandnonexistentialdread]

They are so insane for each other that they surpassed the need for any kind of label

[tragedy-machine]

Royalty au where both Edwin and Charles are princes of rivaling countries

They first meet in peaceful times though, and start to spend every summer together, becoming quick friends

Edwin confines in Charles that his family hates him for being "weak" and mistreats him since, as the 2nd son, he doesn't matter to them, and Charles tells Edwin about his father

They both are just 16, when the war begins, and they're forced to stay away for four years

And then one day, even though the Rowlands are close to prevailing, Richard Rowland is slain in battle and Charles inherits the throne

He sends for King Edmund Payne to discuss a peace treaty

He'll end the war and spare the Payne kingdom under one condition

"Whatever do you wish for, Your Majesty?" Edmund Payne asks, seething, but unable to refuse and risk losing what's left of his war-stricken kingdom.

"Him." The room falls silent as Charles' raised finger lands unmistakably on Edwin.

They haven't spoken in years, but Charles doubts Edwin's relationship with his family has improved over that time period. They haven't seen each other since they were 16, but Charles still loves Edwin just as he did back then.

Edmund almost happily accepts and sends Edwin over. When Charles and Edwin are alone for the first time that evening, Charles rushes to apologize for taking the decision out of Edwin's hands and for treating Edwin like a thing to be exchanged and-

But Edwin doesn't let him finish. Instead, he flings his arms around Charles’ neck and kisses his husband-to-be soundly.

[overwhelmed-alien]

Titanic!Hangster

Is there a Titanic Hangster AU anywhere out there? 😭 I’m listening to Hymn to the Sea on repeat making myself sad thinking about it.

Poor little rich boy Jake, being married off to some abusive heir as soon as they dock. His parents seem to think a marriage to a man strong enough to keep a tight rein on their boy might “calm his wildness down” (break him), and secure their dwindling fortune.

Homeless, passionate freespirit Bradley heading back to America to reconcile and reconnect with his uncles after trekking across Europe (running away) when his amazing parents died, making money as he went both in the boxing ring and behind a piano. He yearns for a burning, all-encompassing love like his mom and dad had, however briefly they had it.

They meet when Jake breaks, wants it all to stop. Trembling hands loosen their grip on the railing, leans a little further over the churning water below him. The fresh bruises on his face, the tear tracks freezing in the frigid midnight air. The voices -his parents’ - in his head making him choke on his breath: just do better. Stop making him mad Jacob. It’ll get better once you’re married. Try harder. Don’t struggle so much. It’s your duty Jacob. All the gifts he buys you, be more grateful. Don’t talk back, you know he hates when you talk back. What did you do to make him so angry this time? Do better. Do better. Do better…

A strong hand grips his wrist, his waist, steady, so gently. The kindest, most sincere brown eyes he’s ever seen. A sad smile under an absurdly attractive mustache. “Please, sweetheart…take my hand. Everything will be okay. I’ll keep you safe. Just hold onto me.”

Days later:

“Honey listen to me, if something happens to me, or if we get separated, head to the Dagger Ranch in Virginia. Ask for Tom or Pete. They’ll take care of you. You’ll be safe there. You never have to go back to him ever again. Promise me, love.”

“…I promise.”

[slackertherubycat]

Lady Warrick and Lord Rosfield

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

i think that if mulder ever confessed to scully how he hooked up with (what he believed to be) a vampire in his suicidal haze while she was missing, she would be mournful over how terribly he suffered in her absence, and touched in his trust in her to share that. but also she would make some terrible "i vant to suck your blood" jokes and ask if he felt seduced. which is why their dynamic is great.

[ignes-siderei]

Erik on the beach: It's time to pick a side. Raven, panicked: I can't, I'm bi! Erik: So? I'm bi too, but I chose somehow! Charles (still with a bullet wound in his spine): Wait, you're bi?! I mean… I'm bi too. Erik: What? Hank: We cannot all be bi here, it is not mathematically possible!

[prongss78]

before regulus met james, all he knew about love was from watching his brother learn to express himself. little by little, he saw how sirius learned how to lean on others, to tell people he cares about them, to be vulnerable. not that regulus couldn't do all those things, it was just harder for him, took longer for him to be open. and he always wished it would get easier for him. then, when he was introduced to remus, he saw how his brother adored and loved that boy. he saw how they took care of each other, how their love was unyielding and unconditional, and of course he was happy for them- of course he was- he also just craved that kind of familiarity with someone. so badly he wished he would find that one day but, he figured that with how quiet he can be with his emotions, finding a love like that would be impossible.

then he met james. everything with james was so gentle, so soft. james was patient and kind and beautiful and caring. he taught regulus that it's okay to lean on others, to tell people he cares about them, to be vulnerable. he showed regulus that he deserves love that is unyielding and unconditional. he made regulus feel like loving him was as easy as breathing.

[ultravioletbrit]

“wave” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 354 words

Part 2 (Part 1 - "brilliant")

Regulus didn’t mean to eavesdrop. He really didn’t. He was just looking for a book, but then he heard Sirius’ name. And then he heard his own name. And then he heard James say he loves him.

It hits Regulus like a tidal wave; too much and all at once and he freezes– James loves him? James thinks Regulus hates him? James is standing in front of him. Regulus is frozen.

He’s frozen until James starts to say something and Regulus cuts him off. He can’t hear anything else and he needs to be anywhere but here. But Regulus can only think of one thing to say–

“I don’t hate you.” And then he runs.

———

Regulus makes it to the Astronomy Tower and sits down with his back against the wall. He’s breathing heavy and he can’t tell if it’s from running across the castle or from finding out the person he’s in love with is in love with him too.

James loves him? James thinks Regulus hates him? James is standing in front of him–

Wait. James is standing in front of him? When did James–

“Can I sit?” James asks sheepishly and he’s also out of breath like he just ran across the castle too.

Regulus doesn’t say anything and just stares at James for a long moment. Eventually, he looks down at his lap and shrugs slightly. James walks to the opposite wall and sits down across from Regulus.

They sit is silence for several minutes. Both fidgeting and both stealing small glances at the other. Surprisingly, it’s Regulus who breaks the silence.

“Did you mean it? When you said…” Regulus trails off, keeping his eyes on his hands in his lap.

“Yeah.” James whispers after another beat of silence. “But I didn’t mean for you to hear me... Sorry.”

“Why are you sorry?” Regulus finally looks up, but James looks away.

“I don’t know.” James shrugs. “Did you mean it? When you said you don’t hate me?”

“Yeah.” Regulus whispers.

“What does this mean?” James asks and they finally make eye contact with each other.

“I don’t know.” Regulus shrugs. “But it probably means something.”