#BABYGIRL IS HOME. COME TO PAPA

[crymsc]

just got kaveh on the standard banner and screeched like a horny chainsmoker turtle

[satanic-fruitcake]

ohhh i forgot how cheesy (SOOO affectionate) the farscie title theme and premier episode in general is….

[h4m1lt0ns]

HEARTBREAK SYNDROME.

episode ten :: MADNESS, BADNESS.

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ pairing ︴lewis hamilton x y/n

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ genre ︴social media au / irl snippets

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ summary ﹔lewis + y/n = combination

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ face claim ﹔ wonyoung jang (28)

꒰꒰◌‧₊ ⬪˙⋆ warnings ﹕ excessive cussing, none.

☆ IMESSAGE with : LEW <3

y/n: lew are u awake

lew <3: yeah i’m up

y/n: wait did i wake u up

lew <3: no no dw i couldn’t sleep

lew <3: why are you up tho doll?

lew <3: it’s almost two in the morning

y/n: i couldn’t sleep either <3

y/n: remember the demo lyrics i showed you like three days ago??

lew <3: the one you began writing on the boat?

y/n: yeahhhh that one

lew <3: yeah ofc

y/n: can u help me finish it?

y/n: if you’re not busy ofc

lew <3: never too busy for you doll

lew <3: plus i’m not really doing anything rn

y/n:

lew <3: you and those memes lmfao

lew <3: how can i help you doll

y/n: oh

y/n: i was actually hoping you’d come over

y/n: i’m just chilling in my home studio

lew <3: studio you said???

lew <3: you don’t even have to ask twice

lew <3: putting on my shoes

y/n: omg oh my god okay omg

y/n: y/n x xnda????

lew <3: whewwwwwww 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

lew <3: let me cook alright

y/n: get in there lewis

lew <3: omw !!!

y/n: pls bring roscoe

lew <3: dw i will

lew <3: i said your name once and he immediately woke up

y/n: 😭😭

y/n: i miss him sm

lew <3: on our way doll :)))

y/n

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y/n it’s just me and you

tagged: roscoelovescoco, lewishamitlon

592,495 comments.

username Y/N’S IN THE STUDIO ALERT 🚨

username BITCH IS THAT ROSCOE???!?!?????!?!?

→ username IT IS SHE TAGGED THE ACCOUNT

→ username ROSCOE MUSICAL DEBUT???

→ username producer tag is woof woof

username y/n???? and lewis??? in the studio???? i’m excited????

username YESSSS NEW MUSIC SOON PLS 🔥🔥🔥

username LET HER COOK LET HER COOK 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

username YES GOD PLS

username Y/N AND XNDA????

→ roscoelovescoco y/ns ands roscoe

→ username HOE YOU AINT SLICK

→ username LEWIS DROP THE SONG IMMEDIATELY

→ username OKAY SO THIS JUST CONFIRMED IT

→ username WORLDS COLLIDING????

→ username IM SOOOOOO NORMAL ABT THIS

username LEWIS AND Y/N IN THE STUDIO????

→ username i personally, am frothing at the mouth.

→ username real

carlossainz55 babysitting duty?

→ y/n third wheeling duty actually

→ lewishamilton i was the third wheel 🙋🏾

→ username OHMYGODOHMYGOD

→ username Y/N X XNDA WHEN

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username OMFGGGGGGG

roscoelovescoco i’s missed yous y/ns 🐾

→ username i once again say, hoe you ain’t slick 🤨

username there’s so much going on i don’t know where to look.

username LEWIS WAS THEREEEEEEE

username BRO IM BOUT TO EXPLODE

y/l/nestate glad you’re in the studio but please get some sleep 🎀

jensonbutton another banger album coming?

→ y/n maybe 🤭

→ username HUHHHHHH

username FATHER JENSON

→ username ANOTHER ALBUM????

→ username MA’AM YOU CANT JUST SAY THAT AND DIP

→ username Y/N COME BACK 🔪

→ username AYEEEEYOOOOOO

→ username SCREAMINGGGG

→ username BWOAHHHHHH

→ username Y/N I SWEARRRRRR

☆ IMESSAGE with : BOARD OF DIRECTORS.

princess george: so y/n

y/n: jesus christ

princess george: wrong

honey badger: lmfao

y/n: oh this feels like a threat

yukino: it is 🔪🔪🔪

PIERRE GASLYYYY: ^^^

y/n: OH???????

princess george: you and lewis huh 😏

y/n: don’t ever use that emoji ever again omfg

my baby lando: look at her trying to dodge the topic

babygirl alex: no bc literally

chili!: what were you doing in the studio w a boy in the middle of the night young lady 🤨

y/n: papa????

chal eclair: answer the question bae ❤️🔪

wifey lily: yet another man trying to steal my wife i see

angel carmen: no bc has he no self respect? frolicking with a married woman?

girlfriend kika: my wife specifically??

y/n: oh my god 🤭 babe i’m blushing

alabono: bro answer the question

y/n: 🙄🙄🙄🙄

y/n: he helped me with a demo i’m working on

y/n: we wrote a song together is all

yukino: a part of me wants to believe you but the other says you’re hiding shit 🧐

y/n: omfg yuki how dare you

chal eclair: oh so you just hung out?

y/n: yeah man

PIERRE GASLYYYY: “yeah man” right.

PIERRE GASLYYYY: you liar

PIERRE GASLYYYY: roscoe was still at your house this morning when kika facetimed you so lewis is also probably still there

yukino: SO YOU ARE HIDING SHIT???

y/n: wAIT

babygirl alex: LIARRRRRRRR

angel carmen: HOW COULD YOU

y/n: HOLD AWNNNNNN

honey badger: CAN WE EVEN TRUST YOU MATE

chili!: ^^^^^^^

y/n: OKAY

y/n: LISTEN

my baby lando: 👂🏼👂🏼👂🏼👂🏼👂🏼

y/n: roscoe is at my house bc i’m babysitting him today, lew is busy and i’m keeping an eye on him while in the studio

chal eclair: LEW?????

chal eclair: HE HAS A NICKNAME NOW??

chal eclair: I WAITED TWO YEARS TO GET A NICKNAME AND HE GETS ONE EASILY?

chal eclair: THE BEST I GET OUT OF YOU IS SHAL LEGLEG AND HE GETS A CUTE “LEW”?

chal eclair: no.

chal eclair: tell him to pull up

babygirl alex: relax u can’t hurt a fly even if you wanted

yukino: it’s okay charles i’ll hurt him for you

y/n: neither of you is hurting anyone

my baby lando: i smell a potential father figure

y/n: omg shut up

honey badger: she says as she giggles and kicks her feet

y/n: STOPPP

wifey lily: OH SO YOU ARE GIGGLING KICKING YOUR FEET

yukino: down MISERABLE

y/n: NO IM NOT

princess george: what did he do that has you kicking your feet 🤨

chili!: ^^^^^^

babygirl alex: ^^^^^

yukino: ^^^^^^^

honey badger: ^^^^^

y/n: we didn’t do anything oh my god

alabono: we didn’t ask if YALL did something

alabono: we asked what did HE do

alabono: exposed ur self dummy

wifey lily: i’m so proud of you for clocking that babe

alabono: 😌

my baby lando: WAIT

honey badger: YOU TWOOOO DID SOMETHING

yukino: y/n, spill or i crash into lewis next race

y/n: listen. good fucking god.

y/n: i’m literally powering off my phone after this.

y/n: we kissed in the recording both

my baby lando: HUHHHLDOWIFIW

wifey lily: WHATTTTTDOYOUMEANKISSED

chili!: KISSED??? LIKE MWAH MWAH

alabono: MWAH MWAH IS KILLING MEEEE

PIERRE GASLYYYY: Y/N ANSWER THE PHONE

babygirl alex: THEY KISSEDDDDKDOSK

girlfriend kika: LOOOOOOSING IN MY MIND

honey badger: BITCH COME BACK HERE

angel carmen: MY KNEES ARE WEAK WDYM KISS

princess george: YOU DID WHAT WHERE

chal eclair: HE STILL GOT A NICE ENOUGH NICKNAME BEFORE ME MATE.

y/n added to their story!

☆ IMESSAGE with : LEW <3

lew <3: today was as long as a mf

lew <3: i got home and wondered why i couldn’t hear any barking

lew <3: forgot my boy was with u lol

y/n: oh fuck u seem rly rly tired

y/n: it’s okay i’ll drop him off dw

y/n: lol at least one of us got work done

lew <3: was ur day not good?

lew <3: what happened doll

y/n: roscoe is soooo fucking adorable :(

y/n: i literally couldn’t pay attention to anything that wasn’t him

y/n: he’s so so so cute it’s was so distracting 🥹 and the problem was that i had him on my lap the entire morning and when i stopped cuddling him he started whining and crying n i felt like a monster

lew <3: awww

lew <3: ur so cute

lew <3: i feel terrible knowing i can’t take him everywhere with me

y/n: he’s so babie i love him soooo much

lew <3: more than me?

y/n: yes obv 🙄 know ur place

lew <3: lmfaoooo

lew <3: come over already doll

y/n: aw man ur taking roscoe away from me :’(

lew <3: i miss my son

lew <3: and i miss my doll too

y/n: making me blush lew

lew <3: if not me then who will

lew <3: btw ur staying for dinner

lew <3: u don’t have a say in this :)

y/n: yes sir!!

lew <3: oh?

lew <3: sir huh?

y/n: 🫢🤭

lew <3: come over.

y/n: omwwww

lewishamilton added to their story!

[blockedbykei]

REQUEST FOR DAD!TSUKKI!!!!

him bringing hoshi to his vb play w karasuno, and babygirl accidentally got hit/smack by a ball!

mmmm wanna see his reaction👀👀

had fun writing this. thank you for your request!

kei and his old team had a pact to meet once a month to play in their old gym at the karasuno campus.

this was the first time hoshi was allowed to come.

he was always reluctant to allow her watch a match in fear of getting hurt; or maybe the heat inside the gym would give her a fever. kei had always said that it was best she stayed home until she was old enough to understand the game.

but hoshi, as she got older, became more pushy. six was an age you'd both underestimated, thinking she was obedient and would listen that it wasn't the time for her to watch a match just yet. but she was as strong-willed as kei– reasoning that she was a big girl (a statement he hated; he didn't want her to be a big girl just yet) and that she was with you so she would be okay to watch.

and hoshi was kei's weakness.

so now she sits beside you on one of the benches, resting her elbow on kei's gym bag as she hands him his waterbottle. he takes it from her small hands and rubs her head, before drinking.

"hoshi-chan!" hinata comes running buy, his arms open to engulf the little girl in a hug. she squeals and runs to him. "long time no see, little tsukishima."

"uncle hinata!"

her little voice rings out in an echo. yachi and kiyoko comes greeting you in side hugs and cheek kisses, setting their own bags down beside yours on the bench.

"feels like i'm back in high school," kiyoko sighs. "except now i'm married to one of these children."

"hi, hoshi-bear!" yachi squeals, running towards your daughter. "i've missed you so much! let me put your hair up! it's so hot in here..."

"tsukki," yamaguchi nudges his shoulder. "has she met our seniors?"

kei shrugs. "she has but i don't think she's remembered them." he looks behind, seeing hoshi perched between yachi's lap, her hair in yachi's hands to be tied. "hoshi when you're done, come say hi to them."

"okay!"

when she meets them, though, it felt similar to when yachi had first met the volleyball team; she hid behind kei's legs, peeking over his right thigh, gripping his shorts into little fists. kei chuckles, a hand reached down to place on her spine.

"it's alright honey," he hushes her. "they're nice. you can take their money."

hoshi points to asahi. "he's scary."

you bring her finger down, holding it in your palms, tutting. "what'd we say about pointing, sweetheart?"

asahi pouts, back slumping and his expression falling. "why am i still the scary one?"

daichi approaches, crouching in front of hoshi with something in his palm. "hello, little tsukishima. you can call me uncle daichi. here's a sticker," he sticks a yellow star above her chest, fingers gentle in placing them firmly on her shirt. "for being brave enough to come to our games."

she finally steps out fully from behind kei's leg, a hand over her heart to secure the sticker. "i forced papa because he said it was dangerous to be here."

sugawara shakes his head. "you're letting your father tell you what's dangerous without experiencing it yet? don't listen to him, hoshi!"

"please don't tell my daughter that," you laugh nervously. "kei's going to be sad if she does it."

kei bites back a sneer from his senior. but he bends down to pick hoshi up in his arm, the other one wrapped around your shoulder to lead you both to the bench.

"i think the introductions are enough," he kisses her temple. "sit here and watch, 'kay? if you're bored, just take papa's phone and play. don't run around."

hoshi nods. kei moves to you, leaning down to give you a quick peck, and then whispers. "if you're bored, fake getting your stomach hurt and we can sneak out like we used to."

you raise a brow at his innuendous smirk. "and hoshi?"

"everyone loves her. she'll be fine."

"maybe i should be the one who shouldn't listen to you." you shake your head in laughter. kei kisses your forehead before he turns around, and you slap his bottom when hoshi looks away. "go and play, tsukki."

an hour in the game and you're surprised at how hoshi has kept her attention only at the group of boys passing balls at one another on the court. she awes at hinata and kageyama's quick attack, she claps at kei's blocks, and she cheers when yamaguchi serves.

hoshi's eyes glisten in excitement at what she's watching and you think of her playing the same sport years from now. kei would be enlightened, watching his daughter do the same thing he loved since he was a child. her hands clench into a fist on her lap, a sign that she wants to join.

and as if he had fatherly senses, kei whips his head to hoshi when everyone had decided to take a break. "baby, you wanna come try?"

"yes!" she runs to him immediately.

you watch as she stands in front of kei, his back hunched to be on her level, his hands on her little arms, cradling the yellow and blue ball between her fingers. he was teaching her an underhand serve, ball on her left hand, right into a fist as he pulled it backwards, his palm enveloping her fisted hand. hoshi brings her arm up front, all her energy into that tiny ball of fist, which was enough to send the ball flying only to hit the net.

kei cheers, lifting hoshi up and placing her legs on his shoulders. her fingers grip his silky hair for assistance, cheering with him. "you're the next ace, hoshi bug!"

you'd been too excited to take a picture of the two, eyes settled on their smaller versions on your screen behind the camera to notice the ball that hinata sent flying towards the two of them. the ball comes in contact with hoshi's cheek, which sends her down kei's shoulders. but his reflexes are fast, his arms reaching out to catch her to stop her from falling onto the ground. your gasp coalesces with everyone else in the court.

hinata's shoes come to squeak, his hands over his mouth, kageyama's arms left in the air with his fingers stuck into a setting position, face horrified at the sight of hoshi limp in kei's arms. you run to them, almost dropping your phone on the ground, taking hoshi's face into your hands.

"hoshi?" you call out in panic. "oh my god, are you okay?"

"her cheek is red," kei sputters out. "her cheek is red- hinata, you dumbass! absolute dumbass!"

he sets her into your arms; hoshi immediately nuzzles her face into your chest. kei takes heavy footsteps towards the smaller man, ducking beneath the net to tower over him. daichi, tanaka, and sugawara all take a hold of the back of kei's jersey.

"i'm sorry! i'm sorry! i'm sorry!" he cowers, hiding behind kageyama. "i didn't mean to! i'll pay for her hospital bills! i'll pay for her tuition, you wouldn't even have to lift a finger!"

yachi comes over with a cold water bottle in her hands. yamaguchi's eyes are wide, and maybe even on the verge of tears, as the others peered over your shoulder.

his chest is heaving, eyes lowered into a steaming glare, and you swear his face was a darker shade of pink from his anger. but when you call for his name, all the anger dissipates as if it hadn't even existed, turning around to you.

"kei, come here!"

he puts his hand on your waist, the other brushing hoshi's hair out of her face. the side of her cheek remains red, but not swollen, and had it been swollen, maybe he'd be banned from the once a month games.

"hoshi?" he turns her head. "you okay baby? does it hurt? you wanna go to a hospital?"

her eyes are closed, whining just a little, her arms curled against her chest. but her pouting lips begin to curl upwards, and soon her closed eyes were even smiling, her dimples evident when a laugh begins to escape her, giggling brightly.

kei makes a sound of query.

"that was fun," she giggles, eyes opening, her hand coming up to touch her cheek. "ouchie, but fun!"

"hoshi!" he carries her again, a smile replacing his old scowl, leaning down to whisper in her ear. you can sense the relief that was evident in the way his chest begins to relax from the heavy rising, his lips placing kisses of care on her sweating skin.

and when he's done, he takes the cold bottle from yachi and places it gently on her cheek, his lips on top of his head as hoshi says (or quotes from her father): "uncle hinata, papa says if you don't pay for my education until college, he will break your kneecaps."

hinata runs to you, his hand running through his orange hair, looking at hoshi. "tuition plus toys. this won't ever happen again! i'm sorry little tsukki!"

"pay for her volleyball lessons."

your lips purse. "kei, don't be a freeloader."

[tarjapearce]

Ahem 👀 say lil Gabi bringing home a friend. A said friend happens to be a BOY. Poor Miguel lol wonder how he will handle it that his babygirl is having a play date

🤭🤭

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The doorbell rang a couple of times before Miguel opened it but saw none, until

"G-Good afternoon, Mr. O'Hara" the little boy's voice made him look down, his face softening.

"Good afternoon, Reuben."

"Is Gabriela home?"

His red-ish eyes looked at the boy's hand as he got some packages on hand, mostly board games.

"Reuben, darling! Come in!" Your voice chirped behind Miguel and the boy smiled sheepishly at him before entering your home.

"Gabriela will be down in a second. Do you want a snack or something to drink?"

The boy nodded and sat on the living room, Miguel following you

"I didn't know we had visit."

"It's just a play date for Gabi. Ran into Reuben's mom at the super and Gabi invited him to play."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Cause I forgot." you kissed his cheek and handed him a platter with some cut up fruit, a pair of drinks and some cookies.

"Don't scare the kid away okay?"

"You're no fun sometimes."

"Mama! I heard the doorbell"

"Reuben is waiting, mi amor. Your dad will bring the snacks" She groaned and looked at Miguel

"But he will scare him."

"He won't. Go play with your friend."

"He has this cool collection of boardgames I wanna play!" Gabi blurted excitedly

"We can buy you boardgames" He grumbled as he kneeled down to lean his head on Gabi as she motioned him to come closer

"Reuben isn't good at making friends, Papa. He's kinda shy at school" she whispered

Miguel chuckled and nodded. He put the tray of snacks on a table in the porch as the both kids played. He then returned to you after giving the look at Reuben, Gabriela rolled her eyes.

"Are you done terrorizing the kid?"

Miguel chuckled and followed you to the living room.

"Stop messing with him. He's having a hard time as it is." you leaned on his chest and he put an arm around you as you both sat on the couch

"I know. I know." He kissed your forehead.

"You can worry in a couple of years though."

He groaned and shook his head and you giggled.

"Don't remind me of that. I can already feel the stress of it." you laughed and kissed his cheek.

"Relax. We still have our little girl for a couple more years."

[medicinal-doll]

Hurt.

Daddy!Henry x little!reader

Summary: You only wanted to make a simple home cooked meal for your husband but after a recent accident his cautious nature decides to make itself known.

Warnings: Fluff, love bombing, babying, kisses,petnames,injury,hint at ddlg themes,slight Dom/sub dynamic

A/N I hope this helps a bit anon

*Please don't repost without permission If you use my writing as inspiration please ask first and credit me*

..............

You try to ignore your husband's looming eyes on your body. ever since he got home from work...no.. ever since the accident he's been acting as if you're made of glass.

"Let me get that for you sweetie" A strong dominant hand encircles your waist keeping you firm as Henry reaches over your head. grabbing the pasta box from the high shelf.

And now you're frowning in the corner. not only watching him start to cook the meal you planned, but every now and then he gives you a sympathetic smile.

You stand there arms crossed with a pout trying to work up the courage to say something. to tell him that you're far from helpless, and that you can take care of yourself even though you're healing.

But you know that argument would just fall on deaf ears. Henry babied you before you hurt your back. but now, apparently you can't even manage to make dinner without his assistance and under his watchful eye.

You wait until his attention is turned to stirring the basil ridden spaghetti sauce before you sneak out of the luxurious kitchen and make your way to the wine cellar. You scan the dusty shelves looking for the perfect taste to take your mind off of your overbearing husband and the dull ache of your spine when you finally see it.

The 1942 bottle of sauvignon blanc. only it's netted to an old wooden crate. fueled by determination and denial of your altered state you instantly crouch down. gripping the handles of the crate and start applying force as your husband's warnings ring a faint lullaby in the back of your mind.

You pull your hardest with all your might before a sharp seething hot pain shoots through you. causing an involuntary drop of the heavy box with a thud and a loud cry of pain.

"Shit!"

You drop to the floor as you caress your back in anguish.

And not a moment later do you hear heavy rushed footsteps come flying down the cellar stairs. finding yourself scooped up within an instant cradled in a protective embrace. You look up to meet Henry's panicked eyes as his irises wander your form looking for any sign of further injury.

"Are you alright honey?.." he looks at you with a sincere gaze as he brushes away your hair to get a good read on your expression.

But as embarrassment starts to settle in. you just give one simple nod as you feel your tears well up. clinging to his chest for comfort, sniffling lightly in shame.

Henry sighs, his concerned expression slightly settling. relieved that you're okay but then his brows furrow as he takes on a more stern look. taking a hold of your chin as he makes you face him hesitantly.

"Look at me babygirl..." He says in that gentle tone he knows you're weak for. shyly you look up at him your face still guilt ridden as ever.

"you're hurt honey" he says gently not wanting to lecture you too harshly.

"So now... You need to be a good girl and let your daddy take care of you, Okay?"

He feels his heart flutter as he watches your little eyes cling on to his every word.

"Papa knows how big and strong you are...and I love that. but now you need to stop being so stubborn and let me take care of you"

"that's what I'm here for angel" he nuzzles your face and you can't help the giggle that slips.

You pout at your husband feeling self conscious of your silly behavior and needless display of false strength. You bury your head into his soothing chest as you feel him carefully lift your feeble form from the ground.

.........

Settling onto the soft bed he seats you on his lap. gently rocking you back and forth. making sure to avoid shifting your injury as he places sweet kisses on your forehead and against your temple.

You meld so easily into his warm and comforting presence. relishing in the delicious concoction of his natural pheromones and faint cologne.

"I love you so much sweetie"

His big hands roam your body lovingly. caressing you from your soft thighs to your hips.then finally nestling around your ribcage delicately pulling you closer to his chest.

"Stay here and relax for me honey" he leans down giving you a deep passionate kiss to the lips. you whimper lightly savouring the softness and the light tickle of his facial hair.

"I promise i'll wake you when dinner's finished" he says in a low accent cuddling you close to him.You nod absentmindedly, not having it in you to prove your strength anymore. only wanting to be good for him now.

Grabbing at his collar for one last tender kiss. He then hushes you under the sheets. whispering his love and adoration for you. before leaving you to rest that pretty little head of yours.

[firewasabeast]

Uncle Eddie- Chapter 2

Two and a Half

(read here, on ao3, or start at the beginning)

At least once a month, Eddie would come over and watch Juniper while Tommy and Buck went out on a date night.

On those days, Juniper would spend most of her time at Tommy or Buck's heels, asking when her Uncle Eddie was coming.

“You an Papa get dress!” She exclaimed, pushing at Buck's legs to try and get him to go into the bedroom.

“Juniper, it's only three,” Buck said with a laugh. He lifted her up in his arms and took her over to the old grandfather clock in the corner of the living room. It was something Tommy's dad had left him when he died. Tommy hated it, but also couldn't seem to let it go, so there it stood.

“What number is this?” Buck asked, pointing to the three on the clock.

“Tree!” She squealed.

“Right.” He moved his finger. “What number is this?”

“Five!”

“Good job!” He gave her a high five before turning back to the clock. “When this,” he said, pointing to the hour hand over the three, “gets from here to here,” going back to five, “that's when Uncle Eddie comes.”

She pursed her lips together, staring intently at the clock, as though she could get it to move with her mind. After a moment she wriggled herself out of Buck's arms. She stood in front of him, staring up at the clock. “I wait here.”

Buck smiled. He knew she wouldn't be there longer than a couple minutes. She'd get distracted with her dolls, or her toy cars, or the episode of Bluey that was about to begin.

He got his phone from his back pocket and took a quick picture, sending it to Eddie with the text:

Waiting for the clock to strike five so she can see her Uncle Eddie.

As much as Juniper looked forward to their special time together, Eddie was pretty sure he enjoyed it even more. With Christopher at college and the house feeling quieter every day, he relished the moments he got to spend with her, filled with play time, imagination, and endless laughter.

So, after seeing the text, he couldn't help it if he ended up at Buck and Tommy's place by 3:45 with the excuse that they could get ready without distraction.

He ignored Tommy's, “She's got you wrapped, man,” in favor of bending down on his knees, arms stretched wide, as Juniper ran to him as fast as her little legs would allow and launched herself into his arms.

*****

“We'll be home around nine,” Buck said as Eddie and Juniper walked him and Tommy to the door. “Junie- She's been getting into karate lately. Thinks she, uh, she can kick people in the shin and as long as there's a hi-yah attached to it it's okay.”

“We'll be fine, Buck,” Eddie assured him. He makes a mental note to buy her some boxing gloves. Never too early to start learning some techniques.

“And she has to have her yellow blankie to fall asleep or she'll scream.”

“I am not new to this, Buck,” Eddie reminded him.

Tommy placed a hand on Buck's back. “He's got it, babe. They'll be fine.”

They went through this every time. Buck was the more overprotective of the two. Always worried that some sort of danger was looming around the corner. It wasn't like Tommy could blame him, with his tendency to get seriously injured on the regular.

Tommy was slightly more laidback, although Eddie knew he was just as protective on the inside. He was simply better at hiding it.

Buck bent down to Juniper, who wrapped one arm around him while keeping the other hand latched onto Eddie's finger. “Bye, babygirl.”

“Bye, Daddy.” She patted him on the back, “Have a fun.”

Tommy bent down next. Juniper put her hands on her hips, raised an eyebrow at him. He mirrored her.

It was something they had started months ago. At random times she'd give him the look and he'd have to return it, then try to “read her mind.”

“You're thinking of... the number three!”

She shook her head, a smile washing over her face. “Two, Papa!” she shouted. It was always the number two. Every single time.

“Darn!” He looked up at Eddie. “I never get it right.”

“Being a mind reader is not an exact science. Don't beat yourself up about it.”

Tommy smiled, leaned in and gave Juniper a kiss on the cheek. “Who do you call if something bad happens?” he asked.

An eye roll. “Nine and one and one.”

“Good job!”

Tommy stood back up just in time for Juniper to turn her hand and begin shooing them out the door. “Daddy, Papa, go.”

Buck turned to Tommy. “I cannot believe our child is kicking us out of the house.”

“It's a tragedy.”

“You heard the girl,” Eddie said, waving them out the same way Juniper was. “Daddy, Papa, go!”

As soon as Buck and Tommy were out the door, Eddie looked down at Juniper.

“What's your name again?”

Juniper let out an exasperated sigh, hands back to her hips. “Chewpiner.”

Eddie snapped his fingers, “That's right. How could I forget? Mind if I call you Chewy?”

She rolled her eyes, brought her hands to her face and pushed hair back from her eyes. “Fine.”

They played this game every time Eddie came over. Although, to Juniper it was not a game at all.

If her dads were home, she'd be walking over to them right now, a very serious look on her face, and tell them, “Uncy Eddie forgot my name... again!”

To which Buck would ask dramatically, “Uncle Eddie, how could you?!”

And Tommy would add, “It's Chewpiner!”

“Let's go, Uncy Eddie!” She yelled, heading for the back door.

“I'm comin', Chewy!” Eddie followed closely behind. They always had to play pirates first. She'd been fascinated with them since she was eighteen months old, watching old episodes of Jake and the Neverland Pirates. On her second birthday, Eddie and Tommy spent the day building a pirate play set in the backyard while Buck kept her busy. Eddie will be forever grateful he recorded her as she came outside and saw it for the first time. He'll also never forget the neighbors calling the cops, thinking someone was being murdered from the sound of her excited screams.

She'd had the play set for six months now, but loved it just as much as she did on day one.

*****

After pirates was dinner. Eddie fixed peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for the both of them, along with some carrot sticks and goldfish.

When he placed the plate in front of her she looked down at it... unimpressed.

He knew this would happen. Happened every time. She always forgot that he was not a gourmet chef.

She glanced up at him. “Daddy makes ri- riso... risotto.”

“Oh does he?” He sat across from her, taking a big bite of his sandwich. “Did he also teach you the word risotto just to mess with me?”

She tilted her head to the side, scrunched up her nose. “Huh?”

He shook his head. “Nothing.” Pushed the plate closer to her. “Eat.”

Sometimes Eddie couldn't believe what a perfect combo Juniper was of her two dads. Not just her attitude, but looks as well.

Technically, she wasn't biologically Tommy's or Buck's. Eddie still remembers Buck getting that call. Everyone was at Bobby and Athena's, enjoying a barbecue dinner, when Buck excused himself from the table.

A few seconds later he returned, tapping at Tommy's shoulder and telling him they had to go.

“One week old,” he explained poorly. “Girl. Hospital. We. Us. Now.”

Everyone got the gist, tossing out congratulations as Tommy and Buck rushed out the door, then Tommy ran back in a few seconds later when he realized he forgot their keys.

Still, it was hard to believe. Her eyes were identical to Tommy's. A deep ocean blue with specks of hazel. It wasn't something Eddie would have ever noticed on his own, but once Buck showed him twenty side by side photographs, the resemblance was uncanny.

She had a birthmark on her left arm that was a near match to Buck's. Tommy had sent everyone a picture on the group chat as soon as they got to the hospital. Buck, smiling with tears pouring down his face as he held up her little arm to show the camera.

Her hair was light brown, just like both of her dads, with loose curls that clung to her head when they'd get wet.

“It's like she was made just for you guys,” Eddie said the first time he ever held her. It was an offhand comment, spoken as he stared down at the most adorable little girl he'd ever seen.

It also brought both Buck and Tommy to tears.

Buck couldn't even speak, just nodding his head in agreement.

Tommy wiped his own tears away before they could fall too far, muttering out a, “Yeah. Yeah, she was.”

*****

Dinner turned into a discussion about her dolls. She had to tell Eddie each of their names, how old they were, and apparently each of them had a whole backstory.

Eddie was pretty sure Buck was behind that one.

When dinner was cleaned up, they colored. Juniper proudly held up a drawing that was just a rainbow of colors scribbled on the paper, “For you, Uncy!”

Best. Drawing. Ever.

Afterward, they had ice cream while they watched reruns of Bluey.

That damn show always made Eddie cry.

Soon enough it was time to get ready for bed. He got Juniper cleaned up, teeth brushed, changed into pajamas, then brought her back out to the living room to brush her hair and put it in braids.

Learning to braid was quite the experience for him. Tommy and Buck were far more natural at it than he was, but he made it his mission to learn because Juniper was always asking him to braid her hair.

So he went to YouTube and watched as many videos as he could. Actually learned to french braid while he was at it, and now he was her favorite braider.

Once he was done he turned off all the lights except for one dim lamp, put Cinderella on, and she snuggled up in his lap. He tossed a blanket over her and her eyes immediately started to close as she drifted to sleep. “Wove you, Uncy Eddie,” she mumbled, her thumb coming toward her mouth but making no actual effort to put it in her mouth.

He leaned down, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. “Love you too, Chewy.”

He could have turned off the movie once she was good and asleep. Could have gone and laid her in her room, turned on a basketball game, and scrolled through his phone as he waited for Tommy and Buck to get home.

He didn't though. He kept her in his arms, continued watching Cinderella, and made mental notes of different parts of the movie. He knew she'd ask him about it the next time he saw her. Even if she didn't make it through a movie, she'd remember what they had been watching, and ask Eddie his favorite parts.

*****

When Tommy and Buck got home an hour later, Juniper was still sleeping soundly in Eddie's arms.

“Hey,” Tommy greeted quietly. He smiled at the sight. Juniper lying there, mouth open wide, little snores escaping with each breath. She had a hand latched onto Eddie's shirt, her other curled up underneath the blanket. “I can take her to bed. Thanks, Eddie.”

He scooped Juniper up in his arms, Eddie only slightly reluctant to let her go.

Buck rubbed a hand down Tommy's shoulder as he passed by. “I'll be there in a minute to tuck her in.”

“M'kay, babe. We'll be waiting.”

Buck turned back to Eddie as he stood and started folding up the blanket.

“Oh, um, where's her special blankie?” Buck asked, looking around. “She'll have to have it if she wakes up.”

Eddie shrugged. “Still in her room, probably. She never asked for it.”

Buck stared at him. “You're magic. I swear to God, you're magic.”

Eddie smiled, "When you're right, you're right," he said, beginning to gather up his things and head out.

“Thank you, for tonight.”

“I've told you a million times, Buck, you don't have to thank me. I like hangin' out with my niece.”

“Yeah, she loves it too. You really are so good with her,” Buck said. “We never have to worry about her when she's with you.”

Eddie eyed him knowingly.

“I never said I didn't worry,” he corrected, “just that I didn't have to worry.”

Eddie laughed. Before leaving, he took a detour to the dining room table.

“You ever think of having another one?” Buck asked.

Eddie laughed harder. “God no,” he replied, picking up the scribbled drawing Juniper made him, “but getting to be her uncle is pretty cool.”

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OKAY SO! I LOVED YOUR BABY FIC!!! I LOVED IT SO MUCH!!

would a part 2 be possible like in the newborn phase? Bringing them home, getting used to having a baby at home now and all?Bonus for postpartum help from Noah!

Drabble or head cannons, whatever makes you comfortable!

P.S THANK YOU FOR THIS PAGE!!!

Note: I mean it when I said Im a sucker for these, and I'm happy you enjoy yourself here! I'll make this linked to the other fic I made! So baby girl here

"I can grab her and you can get the bags," you off taking your seat belt off once you pulled into your driveway

"If you can get out of the car on your own, then yes you can get her" he knew you couldn't. So you just pouted and rolled your eyes

"Fine, fine I'll wait" you surrender

"Thank you, I'll grab her and come to get you alright?" you nod as you watch him come out of the car. You look in the backseat to see your baby girl sleeping peacefully. Noah opens the door and smiles at the small bundle

"Hey princess, we're home" he says softly as he starts to unbuckle her car seat from the car. He lifts the over to shield her from the sun and carefully lifts her out and shuts the door, he comes to the passenger side and opens the door for you. He gives you his hand and you slowly come out of the car

"Awh what a gentleman" you tease him as you as he helps you to the door. You unlock the door and walk in first as Noah comes in behind and closes the door. He helps you over to the sofa and sits down the baby carrier on the couch next to you.

“ I’m gonna go get the rest of the bags” he says, leaving you in the living room for just a moment to go and finish things up in the car. In the meantime, you look over to your tiny little bundle. You unfasten the belts and watch as her small feature stretch in a yawn, your heart aches in the best way possible. You carefully lift her out of her care seat. You watch as she does the newborn scrunch and brought her to your chest.

The front door closes and Noah goes into the kitchen. He washes his hands and comes back. He sits next to you and kisses your head.

“…it’s really starting huh?” He asks looking at the baby curled in your chest.

“Yeah it really is…now there’s 3 living here” his tattooed finger comes to gently brush her cheek

“Hey babygirl…welcome home” he smiles in the softest voice as to not startle her. She nuzzles her face into your chest as she looks back at Noah with her eyes slightly open. Her new environment bright and welcoming. Noah’s arms circle your waist coming close to you both

“Hey beautiful….look at those pretty eyes” he smiled at her

“Why don’t you hold her Noah ?” You ask lifting her off your chest

“W-wait but she’s so comfy..i-I don’t wanna bother her or-“

“Noah….hold your baby. She wants her papa to hold her” you insist trying to reassure him. He fixed his posture and opened his arms like you showed him. You gently place the baby into his arms, or hands rather since they could hold her completely and securely.

He looked at her closely and observed every feature possible. Your lips, his nose and your eyes…his favorite thing. Her beautiful, innocent eyes stare right back at his. He felt his heart leap, sink and burst all at the same Time. He brings her to close to his face and gently bumps his nose against her. A tiny gummy smirk appears on his lips that was a carbon copy of her father’s.

“Oh god” he sniffled as his voice broke a bit, he looks to you with teary eyes “Y/N….i…I love her so much” he expresses

“Awh Noah” you wipe his tears with your thumb “I love her too. And I love you”

———

“Alright sweetheart, full tummy, clean diaper, now it’s time to sleep” you talk to your baby as you finish feeding her and got her ready for bed. Noah INSISTS on having her bassinet in your room until she was old enough to be moved to her bigger crib.

You lay her down on Noah’s side of the bed instead of yours. He wanted you to rest as much as you could. If she woke up at night he’d calm her down or she had to eat he’d just hand her over. He wanted to be absolutely hands on and there every second he could.

As you both lay down for the night. Noah smiles at the tiny being sleeping soundly and smiled. He turns to you and brings you to his chest.

“Thank you for this Y/N. I know it wasn’t easy but I’m so happy we could have our family together”

“I am too. It just….feels so right. Goodnight moonlight” you whisper

“Goodnight sunshine” with one final kiss you drift off into sleep.

About 3 hours later, your baby wakes up with a sharp cry waking you both. Noah turns over and takes your baby, making sure nothing was wrong.

“Is she okay?” You ask rubbing your eyes

“Just fine. I think she just needs a diaper change. I got it” he whispered taking her to the changing table and putting her in a clean one. You stayed in bed with your eyes close but not rlly asleep. Your eyelids too heavy to stay open. You felt Noah’s weight in the bed again but he doesn’t lay down.

You crack your eye open to see him rocking Y/D/N and quietly humming to her. Knowing it would put her right to sleep. She always loved her father’s voice, even when you were pregnant. You smile and close your eyes once again knowing how loved and cared for your baby was.

———

The next morning was fairly peaceful. You had tried getting up to go and use the bathroom, but the labor did take a toll on you. You shook Noah awake and had asked him to help you with the bathroom.

“I’m sorry for waking you up” you apologize as he helps you to stand slowly

“Don’t be sorry, this is the least I can do for you.” He said giving your forehead a kiss. He helps you to the bathroom, prepares your pad, and wash bottle. He really paid attention and asked questions at the hospital making sure he knew how to care for you both while you recovered. So if he had to help you walk places. Anywhere. Needed help in the bathroom? He’ll grab your little care box. Need a nap or two? He’s got the baby strapped to him already.

He knew what you went through, and this was just the bare minimum he could do. Knowing he could do so much more but for now he’ll stick to what you ask for help with. After your done in the bathroom. You both brush your teeth and go down stares to make coffee. You take the baby monitor with you just to be sure. Once she was awake you both went upstairs to get her and get her ready for the day.

“GoodMorning my love” you say softly lifting her from her bassinet. She makes small puckering noises, knowing it was just about time to feed her. You both walk to her nursery and you sat down to feed her. While you fed her Noah looked through the closet and pulled out some outfits for her

“What about this one?”

“Mmm maybe something a lil warmer since it’s getting chilly out

“Good point, oh here we go! Nice and cozy! And cute, since you know, daddy picked it for her. He smiles

After feeding Noah took a spin at dressing Her. His large hands trying to keep the turnt buttons under control. After a few misplaced buttons, and tummy kisses she was dressed and fed! Ready for the day! Noah takes her in his hands and follows you out to the kitchen again. He rocked her while on FaceTime with the boys

“Look at you, a natural huh?” Jolly smiled at the scene “who would have thought Noah would have a kid first? This is the same person singing dethrone on stage” he jokes

“Ha ha very funny, but anyway look at how cute my little girl is” he said bringing her closer to the camera

“Well she definitely has your sleeping face that’s for sure” Nick chuckled

“The hell is that supposed to mean?” He asked

“Oh nothing nothing. So you said next month would be good?” Nick asked

“Yup, 30 days with just us and the baby and you guys are more than welcome to come” he confirmed. He wanted her to be settled in a routine and environment before anyone came over. Even though the boys had visited the hospital to see you both, seeing her at home would be so much better. “Just make sure, no cologne, wash your hands, don’t get sick, wear soft clothes-“

Yes Noah was very protective of her an wanted things to go absolutely right.

“Noah I think they know what to do” you chuckle parring his back and waving to the guys on screen

“How are you feeling Y/N? Can you walk?” Folio asked

“Eh barely but I can move so I’m doing good” you try and be honest

“Good, I’ll make sure to remind Noah to get you your favorite foods” jolly pointed at Noah making him accountable

“Hey, last time I checked, I put her” he said pointed at the baby and then to her “in her! I can take care of both my girls juuust fine”

It seemed as if the conversation had put her right to sleep. Noah ends the call with congratulations and best wishes and goes to set her down in the rocker while you both had breakfast.

“It’s only the first day and it feels like….forever ago” you admit keeping an eye on the rocker

“I know,” Noah agreed “it’s like you told me you were pregnant last week and now that pregnancy is sleeping right in front of us.” He admits

“…you’re ans amazing father you know that?” You compliment him

“Well of course I am” he said more in a joking tone

“No I’m very serious Noah” you repeat “ you’ve been helping me postpartum, you’ve been an attentive fathers. You’re gentle and patient…..I don’t deserve you” you pour coming around to give him a hug and a kiss

He shakes his head “I’m the one who’s lucky. I have a beautiful wife and beautiful daughter. I’m not letting that go so easily. I want to take care of you both, you’re both my entire world.” He said being you into a hug “you know I’d burn the world down for you and her” he whispered against your skin

“And I’d burn it for you….ans her” you whisper back. His eyes meet yours.

“I love you” he says coming in for a kiss. It was slow, deep and gentle and loving. The kind of kiss to slow down time, to leave you dazed, the type where he pours out all his heart to you. After you pull away your rest your forehead against his and whisper

“I love you too”

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Headcannons for girldad tengen, specifically makio's child?

Ooh! Okay! Basically just Papa Tengen! I think he makes a really great father, to be honest

Uzui Tengen- Flashiest Father

Tengen is so relieved when Makio delivers you safely. He is crying hysterically as he holds you in his arms whilst he kisses his lovely wife Makio several times. He was just so thankful both of you are okay and healthy

Tengen is very playful and with a vivid sense of imagination, he is able to play with you very well. Rather he has one eye and one hand, he can easily play pretend for hours. His acting is beyond convincing

Tengen is a extremely overprotective father, so he is hissy over boys approaching you(since due to the Uzui genes, you’re absolutely gorgeous) and he always drags you away from them, proclaiming you must never have a boyfriend until you are 50! Yes, he is one of those fathers

Tengen spoils you since he feels you deserve the most luxurious, gorgeous clothes and items ever! He will always teach you basic human humanity and morality so you don’t end up a spoiled brat, but he will buy you the expensive kimono or two everyday

Tengen hides his past Demon Slayer Corp history from you. Since it could cause lots of problems, he is defensive over you so the idea of you wanting to become a Demon Slayer or going out to hunt down demons makes his heart stop in fear

Throughout all of your childhood, Tengen is attached to you and follows you around, he wants to always play with you and be around you so anytime you leave, he crumbles apart. You’re his princess and he needs Makio to comfort him. Tengen does spring back when you come home running to hug him

Tengen did cry a lot when the white hair clump in your black grows out. You look just so beautiful and no child matches you, Tengen always claims. He is falling into pieces when you’re a teenager, you’re a showstopper and he can’t believe you’re his baby

Tengen likes blinging you out with cute gemstones and flashy colours. All throughout your childhood to teenagehood, he wants you to look so beautiful and eccentric, that everybody drops to the floor at the sight of you. You deserve to look like a real gemstone to your loving father

Tengen likes it when you wake him up by jumping on his back/stomach. You’re excited to see your daddy and he gets lots of pride out of that. That his firstborn loves him so dearly

Tengen isn’t really the jealous type when you spend lots of time with your mother, Makio and stepmothers, Hinatsuru and Suma but he wants you to come back to him as soon as possible. He loves you so much and he has lots of plans for games with you

Tengen willingly lets Makio teach you about girly things more since he trusts his wife to educate their girl perfectly, but at the same time, he wants to educate you himself since he just loves being around you. He loves holding, hugging and kissing his firstborn

Tengen isn’t favouritistic, but he has more history with you then all of your younger siblings so he thinks to always take your side but at the end of the day, he loves every one of his children and he will discipline you if you do wrong

“My Babygirl! She’s getting so big, get smaller. Please, I don’t want my little gemstone to grow up, she doesn’t love her father anymore! Always with her mother now, what about meeeee?”

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Thought something funny, that Crewel daughter sort of meet Lilia and kid silver once when she was a kid, and he's the reason why she scared of just fireflies because he try to kidnapped her to be his son bride ( as faes do have a habit to sometimes steal children)

Reason to be in the forest? Helping grandpa gathering elderberries for natural dyes

And he would’ve gotten away with it too if it weren’t for that helicopter father of yours!

Seriously though Crewel’s aware that where your grandparents like to hang out are rumored to have fae-inhabited woods

He has nothing against them 

But he’d be dead five times over if he didn’t leave you with precautions 

Not just for fae but for any creature that should become enamored with his beautiful babygirl

“You have your magic warding pendant?”

“Yes Papa.”

“And your ‘find-home’ bracelet?”

“Yes, Papa.”

“And you know that you can release the dogs-”

“Yes!”

“And when you want them to attack?”

“Fass!”

“To come to you?”

“Hier!” 

“And if they bark what does that mean?”

“That I must return back home as quickly and as safely as possible!”

“Good girl.”

The dogs you get sent with are a literal pack of spots ranging from five to seven dalmations

That orbit around you as you play in nature

Spotting fireflies in broad daylight isn’t necessarily bad and neither is this encounter

…from your point of view

It isn’t bizarre that you meet a child in the forest 

After all you're a magnet for other children anyway

So finding a playmate in a shorter boy with white hair and sleepy eyes are all in a day’s work for you

No concern whatsoever

Now the child? Adult? With pink streaks in his hair that's inching closer to you 

Now that is 

And the dogs will all come closer to you 

no ones going to attack 

Not until he tries to put a light subservient spell on you so you willingly follow him deeper as he carries a sleeping Silver away

But the moment your pendant pings the dogs go off

One latching onto your bracelet purposefully pressing the button another picking you up by your scruff and the others defensively barking and growling

And post-haste Crewel is teleporting from the school or work in order to make sure your okay

It's going to take a lot of convincing to leave you with your grandparents again

And imagine meeting him again at NRC

Silver doesn’t remember Lilia does

“My my isn’t this the hand of fate?”

Maybe this time he won’t have to kidnap you to get a wife for his son

But now that he has loads of time to study your most avid guard dog

He’s sure to be successful this time around

“Isn’t this delightful? Us two, fathers of our own bonding over potions.”

“You’re not going to be her in-law. Not as long as I’m here.”

“Hehe sure sure.”

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Hii I have a request for reader that just came from exhausting job and when she opens the door Steve and Bucky are in the kitchen and the second they see her they just pick her up and help her regress (give her a bath, change her out of her work clothes and into a pull up and pjs, feed her a bottle in one of their laps while they watch cartoons)

Hi there love! 💜

Thank you! This is such a sweet request ❤️

I decided to write it now even if it’s not the one I planned on writing because I’m exhausted from school and because I studied all the time so I needed this one 😩

I Hope you like how I turned it!

Enjoy <3

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Warnings : tired little reader, exhausted little reader, caring daddies, cuddles, snuggles, comfort, bottle and paci

Pairings : Daddies!Stucky x Daddy!Bucky x Papa!Steve x Little!Reader

Summary : When your day was long, you always have daddies waiting for you with open arms to do nothing but taking care of you

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It's hard to open the door, everything is hard since this morning and you don't know why. It upset you that you can't even open a damn door like you do everyday.

It was just a long day...

You swallow your pain when you enter in the warm, comfy and safe house. Your eyes are closed as you try to keep your exhausted tears to yourself. You drop your bag on the ground and immediately remove your shoes who were killing your feet during the day.

When the door close behind you, your Daddies's head turn toward you. They were in the kitchen, cooking dinner while waiting for you, it's rare when they come home before you so they decided to surprise you by preparing dinner for you instead of you doing it for them.

You lift your eyes to them and watch their happy faces turning into frown onces. Your Papa drops the towel he had in his hands and rushes toward you "princess ?" he asks as he approaches you "what's wrong ? Something happened ?" he asks worried as he reaches you

You close your eyes and shake your head as your lips start to tremble. You feel your Daddy beside you and you’re quickly breaking down. Before you can fall on your knees, your Daddy catches you and lifts you in his arms. Your legs are wrap around his waist and your face is hiding in his neck.

His hands strokes your back as he slowly swings you around "you had a long day, babygirl ?" he whispers and he feels you nodding. Steve saw it too and he kisses your temple, trying to comfort you "it's okay, baby. You're okay, everything is fine. You're home, you're with us, you're safe. We're here, just let it go" he softly says in your ear "we've got you doll, we'll take care of you"

You cry in his neck for a few more minutes and hold tight your Papa's hand until no more tears are coming out. You're just sniffing and break in little sobs here and there as you try to get your breath back "you're doing so good little one" your Daddy praises

"you're such a good little baby, sweetie" your Papa adds as he strokes his thumb over the back of your hand. "why don't we go upstairs to change you into other clothes than those and gives you a nice bath ?" your Papa proposes and he sees you nodding in your Daddy's neck

Your Daddy starts to carry you upstairs while your Papa went in the kitchen to stop all their preparation so nothing happen while y'all are upstairs. Once you're upstairs, your Daddy sits you down on the sink and kisses your little nose making you smile a little through your exhausted tears.

"arms up" he asks and you do what he says. He removes your shirt and helps you undoing your bra. He grabs each one of your feet and removes your sockets before putting you back on your feet and starts to removing your pants. You hold his shoulders and once your without your clothes, he kisses your tummy "let's give you a warm bath"

He turns around and starts filling the bath with water and soap at the same time as your Papa enters the bathroom "how are you doing, princess ?" he softly asks as he comes behind you and hold you against him to bring you more comfort. He kisses the top of your head and feels you relaxing against him.

He helps you going in the bath and you're soon surrounded by bubbles in a hot water. You sigh in contentement with all the good feelings coming into you. It feels relaxing and it's feel so so good.

Your Papa starts to washes you, he runs his hands around your body, soaking it and you close your eyes, enjoying the comfort he gives you. "that's it, princess" he whispers, keeping his attention on his hands to be as soft as he can "you're doing so good, such a good baby for her Daddies, aren't you ?"

You inhale the good flavor of the soap through your nose and sigh in contentement. Your Papa grabs your leg and rests it on the edge of the bathtub, he soaps his hands and starts massaging your pained leg. He runs his hands from the top of your leg down to your ankle until you're full of soap. He massages your foot the same way he massaged your leg and gives each one of to the most painful parts of your body his personal attention.

You hear the door opening and closing and you just know it's your Daddy without even opening your eyes since your Papa's hands are still on you. He kneels beside the bath near your head and gently strokes your hair "how are you doing, little one ?" he quietly asks

You nod your head, feeling too good, too tired and too little to answer him which make him smile. He kisses your temple "Your favorite pyjama is ready on the bed as well as Bucksie and your paci" he tells you and you nod a second time

A few seconds after, you don't feel any hands on you anymore and you pout knowing it means that it's the end of your bath. You hear a little chuckle and open an eye, you peer up and see your Daddies looking down at your pouty face with smiles on their face "don't you worry, sweetness. It's not the end, you'll have all night to relax with us" your Papa says winking at you.

You sigh and lift your arms up so one of them would've carried you out of the bath. Your Daddy walks toward you with one of his killing and warm smile, he lifts you up and kisses your cheek before resting you back on your feet

Your Papa is quick at wrapping a towel around your soaking body and at drying it. Your Papa sits you on the sink once you're dry and helps you going into your pyjama. He puts your paci in your mouth and then he gives you Bucksie and you hold it tight against your chest until you're in your clothes again

Your Daddy comes back in the bathroom with wet hair and a towel around his neck "ready to go downstairs ?" he asks with a smile. You nod your head, sucking your favorite paci.

He lifts you up in his arms and carries you down the stairs. You rest your head on his shoulder and close your eyes in the meantimes. Your Daddy grabs your foot who's against his chest and strokes it as he walks.

He goes in the kitchen and starts to prepare you a bottle. You hear the microwave and some seconds later, your Daddy is walking back toward the living room with a bottle in his hand. As your Daddy sits down, your Papa enters the room and sits beside you.

You crawl on his laps as Bucky gives him your bottle and sat comfortably across his and Bucky's laps. To your surprise, your Daddy grabs the remote and puts your favorite cartoons on the tv while you're drinking your bottle.

You play with your paci at the same times as it rests in your hands until your bottle is finish. Your Daddy starts massaging your feet knowing they hurt because of your long day and your Papa slides his fingers down your hair as you drink.

"just rest, princess. We're here to make your evening better" your Papa whispers in your ear as you get comfy against your Daddies, ready to enjoy your night with them

[flowercrowngods]

just a teeny tiny little wintering kid fic thing for @cxwzkeys featuring transmasc!eddie/steve/johnny (that punk from family video) ❄️

Babies are the most punk rock thing to exist. Well, according to Eddie, they’re the most metal thing ever, but Eddie can’t be right about everything. They had lengthy arguments about it — lengthy only because they were busy laughing and kicking and fighting dirty about it (read: Steve distracted them both with kisses and scalp massages).

Secretly, Johnny decided that Val is their metal baby and Sue is their punkrock baby. Valerie Amalia Munson, born into the world during a glorious summer storm and crying her lungs out. “Most metal ever,” Eddie had breathed, exhausted and sweaty and so, so warm after giving birth to their babygirl.

And Johnny let’s them have it.

But Sue? Suzie Joanne? With her wild, blonde mane that Johnny likes to pretend to spike up into a mohawk? Oh, she’s his little punkrock baby, alright. Especially with that little pointy hat she’s wearing right now, sleeping soundly in her papa Steve’s arms while he caresses chubby red cheek whispering nonsensical promises to her sleeping form. It never fails to make Johnny smile, even as Joyce has him wrapped up in a conversation about… something. He’s not listening. Not when that’s his babygirl sleeping so soundly in the arms he knows can make anyone feel safe.

Joyce stops talking and follows his eyes, her hand coming up to Johnny’s forearm as she strokes him gently, as though she understands and forgives him.

“She’s beautiful,” she says.

“Yeah,” Johnny says. “She is.” Then, remembering where he is, he snaps out of it and looks back at Joyce, who has this awfully gentle look on her face, her eyes almost watery. She knows. She’s a parent, and she knows.

She had two little punkrock babies, too, even though Big and Baby Byers are a lot more normie about it.

He grins at her and motions for her to follow him. “How ‘bout we make some hot chocolate for those two, hm?”

“Oh, you deserve one just as much,” Joyce says, lightly nudging his shoulder as they walk through Steve’s winter holiday home — it should still be a crime that this exists, but Johnny knows how excited his idiot lovers get about snow, so he’ll pause the agenda for two weeks, in the name of stars in Steve’s and Eddie’s eyes. But after that, it is on!

“But I didn’t—“

“Yes, you did,” Joyce says, gathering all the stuff she needs to make her infamous holiday hot chocolate — these should really be capitalised, in his very secret opinion. “You’re doing a lot, all three of you, raising those two wonderful girls. And you’re doing enough. You deserve a treat about it even if you’re not drowning in house and care work, boy, when will you learn that?”

Johnny smiles sheepishly, his hand coming up to rub at the back of his neck, not really comfortable with the easy affection just because.

“Sorry, ma’am. Yes, ma’am.”

“Now that’s what I wanna hear. Come, help me.”

And so he does. They work in silence, the entire situation still so unreal to him. Standing in this lavish kitchen in his big house somewhere in the middle of nowhere as humongous flakes of snow keep falling outside while he can walk around here in socks.

Some part about him wants to be angry about it. But another part is just… calm. Happy. Indulgent.

They get to have this, get to invite Steve’s found family here each year before the rest of Eddie’s and Johnny’s will arrive, too, for two weeks of winter fun.

Two weeks where his little family gets reminded of how big it actually is. It takes a village, they say — and man, they really actually almost got one. It’s insane. He loves them all so much.

The rest are lounging around the fire, with a very mortified-looking Hopper trying not to move as a two-year-old little metal gremlin girl spends her nap time sleeping on his stomach.

Johnny grins as he meets his eyes, saluting to him with too much cheek, knowing it will land him face-first in the snow later, but he doesn’t care as he carefully balances three too-large mugs of hot chocolate in his hands, walking over to his best guys over on bank by the large window.

Steve has stopped whispering things to his little banshee girl and is gently swaying her this way and that instead — Johnny wonders if he’s aware he’s doing it.

He watches for a moment, just to take it on, just to feel again how unreal everything is. Still he can’t help the smile as he steps closer and presses a kiss to the crown of Steve’s head, who hums in affection.

“Need me to take over?” he asks, finishing off with another kiss. “Take her for a while?”

Steve shakes his head, leaning back slightly to look up at him, his head bumping into Johnny’s stomach as he does, earning himself another kiss.

“No, she’s asleep.”

Eddie scoots closer to Steve to make room for him on their bench.

“Come sit with us?” they ask, barely tearing their gaze away from the dancing, tumbling snowflakes outside, their voice just as quiet as Steve’s, just as hushed, just as reverent. It’s the snow, Johnny figures. It’s the snow and their little babygirl.

Johnny hums and leans over to the side, lightly kissing Eddie and brushing his lips to his little girl’s forehead, too. It’s so… magical, having this tiny little human who is already so different from their other tiny human. Most beautiful goddamn thing he’s ever seen, both of them.

“I love you, little punkrock baby,” he whispers, delighted to see she doesn’t even stir. Delighted to see she feels so safe. So calm. That she can just fall sleep anywhere. She’s like her papa Steve.

“I love you, too, you big punkrock baby,” Steve says, bumping his nose into Johnny’s cheek with a smile. “Now come. Rest. While you can, before madame decides she’s jealous of this very delicious smelling hot chocolate you’ve acquired there.”

“Fuck off,” he chuckles, handing over their mugs as he slides in on Eddie’s other side, resting his arms on the window sill and just watching his little family for a bit.

In the end, they make use of the quiet they’ve been given when Eddie leans against Johnny and Steve against Eddie, the three of them falling asleep in a little pile, their baby safe in her papa’s arms.

It’s only when Val comes over an hour later and decides she wants to be part of their cuddle pile, too, that they have to stir and rearrange. She ends up in Johnny’s lap, watching the snow as Eddie tells a story about a Snowflake named Sam.

Johnny pretends not to listen raptly.

[russellsppttemplates]

Mick and Harriet,please! Soft papa bear and his littlest cub🥰

"Have a good day at school, Aurora!", Mick said as he dropped her off at school, having dropped Seb at pre-school before, leaving him with Harriet in the car. Since you had gone back to work, Mick was the one in charge of the school drop-offs in the company of his youngest. "Shall we go to the park, baby girl?", he asked the little girl, seeing her fall in and out of sleep in her baby car seat.

Parking near the entrance, Mick got out of his seat, opening Harriet's door and grabbing the sling, fastening ir around his torso before taking her out of the seat and into the securing straps, fastening it and making sure she was comfortable, "let's go!", he cheered, catching her attention as he grabbed the smaller backpack where you kept all of the baby essentials, and locking the car so they could go.

"There are the duckies, can you see them?", he pointed to the little animals, "maybe on the weekend we can all come here and feed them, I bet mama will love it, too", he said, kissing the top of her head as she cooed. They spent some time walking around and taking in the nature before heading back home, Mick realising it was about time for her next bottle.

Sitting on the sofa, Mick took the cap off the heated bottle, checking if it was a good temperature before putting it in her mouth, seeing her happily eating as she held onto his top, grasping the fabric in her tiny hand as she looked up at him. After she drank all of it, Mick burped her and walked along the living room, hoping she would fall asleep since the crankiness was catching up to her. When she finally fell asleep, Mick set her in her cot with a clean nappy, making a quick lunch for him and dropping you a text to say everything was fine and wishing you to have a good day for the remainder of it.

He had just finished tidying the kitchen when Harriet stirred, "Oh, babygirl, what's the matter?", he whispered, picking her up and cuddling her to his chest, "your nappy is clean, you're fed, how about some rocking around, hm?", he suggested, bouncing her in his arms as he walked around, Harriet still not settling and whimpering every now and again, "some skin to skin?", he said, setting her down briefly while he took his shirt off, opening her own bodysuit enough so she could feel his skin on hers, seemingly becoming quieter, "Oh, that's it, good girl, it's okay, it's all okay, schatz", he said, kissing the top of her head repeatedly.

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[wolfiewuvs]

Carlos Oliveira care giver (CG) headcanon’s

He’s always exhausted after coming home from work, whether it be just a day at the office or on a week long mission, but he is never too tired to scoop you up into his arms and hold you to his chest as he walks in the door.

Loves when you call him “papa” “baba” “bubba” or even “papa bear”

Once you told him he reminded you of a bear, he never let that little thought escape his brain.

Always makes sure that you drink enough water throughout the day, and have ATLEAST one healthy meal.

when he knows he’ll be gone for a while, he’ll go ahead and make you some meals and put them in the fridge for you. Leaving little sticky notes on them with sweet words just for you.

Adores small gestures, holding your hand, forehead kisses, small words of affection and praise.

refers to you as “babygirl / babyboy” “puppy” “honey” “darling” and his all time favorite “sweetheart”

“Did you draw this for me baby? I love it, thank you!” “You’re such a sweetheart, i’m so proud of you honey.”

He is always on high alert when / if you regress out in public. Holding you close to him and making sure you’re okay, wanting you to feel relaxed and as comfortable as can be.

Showers you with plushies, fidget toys, anything your little heart desires. Money is no problem to him, he’d much rather buy you something you’ll treasure than spend it on something that would waste away.

Brushes your hair for you, putting it in any style you want that day. Softly combing out your hair as he kisses the top of your head.

And of course you love him too, so you show your appreciation by making him dinner sometimes ( even if it’s a little burnt or just plain gross lol ) he’ll gladly pretend to enjoy it.

Lets you place stickers over his face, arms, hands. Laughing at how adorable you are and just pulling you in for a hug.

[bitchinbarzal]

Nola was the one to tell Mat about Leo being sick

Ivy's been so tired with everything going on. And it's not like she was exactly trying to hide Leo's potential cancer or anything like that because she wasn't. It mostly slipped her mind to tell her side of the family since they had been talking with Sasha's side so much about what to do. It wasn't until one day during the waiting period that she was dropping off Nola at her parents and she wasn't acting herself. Mat tries to question her about it and Ivy brushed it off with some overly sassy remark that really tipped her father off because Mat knows his daughter. Something was seriously wrong. Was it the kids? Was it Sasha? Was it her? That's when Nola pops up and is like Leo's sick. Mat's eyes just go wide and he holds his daughter while she breaks down for the hundredth time in his arms.

oh nonnie 🥺

It’s so unlike Ivy to ask her mom and dad to watch Nola outside of their schedule because both ivy and Sasha working in the NHL means they have a compact schedule they stick to.

So when Ivy asks her dad to have a sleepover with Nola he doesn’t say no, he loves his granddaughter!

He can immediately tell something is off with Ivy, she’s not herself and he questions her to which she gives little to no response which really gets him confused and then he starts to worry.

When they get into the house he asks her again

“Hey meatball what’s wrong?”

Meatball, even in her twenties Mat still calls her and her siblings meatball.

“Nothing dad-“

Nola speaks from her place on the living room floor “Mommy’s sad because Leo is sick papa”

Ivy looks at Nola and then at her dad who’s face is etched with worry and it dawns on Mat how old Leo is, how they’d gone through these tests with Nola before.

“Oh babygirl..”

She doesn’t say anything, just cries while he dad holds her. He rocks her back and forth while mumbling sweet words to her.

They’re sitting on the couch when mama comes home with Bailey and Wyatt in tact, both alarmed at the fact their sister is crying.

Mat shakes his head, a silent way of saying not now.

So they take Nola and leave the two how they were.

Just a girl who needed her daddy.

[rhodesrider]

We’re Home!

The Shield x Little! Black! Fem Reader

SFW! 18+! Minors DNI!

Warning: Age regression, affirmation nicknames

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Y/N smiled as she finished up a coloring page for for her caregivers, one for Seth, one for Roman and one for Dean. She smiled proud and put them to the side waiting for them to come home, they were coming from tour and she was so excited to see them. She went to Deans room getting one of his shirts, noticing that the rooms were kind of messy. She bit her lip and sighed not really feeling like it but she went ahead and cleaned his room, she made the bed up, picked up clothes and picked up trash. She did the same with Roman but Seth’s room wasn’t messy so she didn’t worry on it. She sighed a bit tired and turned on the tv watching some Disney movies.

Not realizing she fell asleep the boys came in, they checked a camera of the home seeing her sound asleep on the coms. They walked in silent and turned down the tv, seeing the presents and cookies she made for their return. Dean saw his room was fixed up and Roman was amazed at his. Seth saw that she did some touching up in his. “She was being a big girl while we were gone.” Seth said proud. They heard whining and peeked seeing a waking up Y/N sniffling almost about to cry. “Hey pretty girl~” Roman greeted first getting her and picking her up rubbing her back. “Papas..” she whimpered. She calmed down as Seth and Dean kissed her cheeks. “We love the gifts you gave us munchkin.” Dean said giving her an extra kiss on her nose. She giggled hiding in Romans shoulder.

“And I’m sorry we got back so late, our bus was late.” Seth said rubbing her cheek lovingly. “But we got you some stuff from the road babygirl.” Roman smirked and she started moving around. “Ok ok take it easy let’s go.” They took her back to the living room. Seth opened a briefcase getting out a gaming console, games, activity books, more crayons and a new tiara. She squealed excited and hugged the boys one by one. “Thank chus..” she smiles shedding tears. “I’ll hook this up so you can play some, Seth is gonna make your favorite, then we all get rest.” Dean smirked tickling her and the boys got started.

“Daddy no you cheating!” Seth looked up seeing Dean beat thier little in another mini game, “Babygirl I’m not I swear.” He smirked as he was just better at the game. But the smirk set her out making her she’s tears. Dean sighed hugging her close as she was trying to push him off. “Roman she won’t let me cuddle her.” Roman picked her up next giving a look. “Now mamas, you know he was just playing the game, not cheating.” She looked down wiping her tears. “But I nots good at the game…” Seth finished up the dinner sighing. “Babygirl you’re better at other stuff, like art and baking. I love the cookies you made.” Seth compliments and her mood sprung up. When she get compliments from Seth about baking or cooking it’s a big deal. “There’s that pretty smile. Daddy’s sorry for cheating.” Dean smiled finishing up one of the cookies. She licked her tongue out giggling as Roman tickled her. “Ok ok enough let’s get you some food in ya belly.” Seth started fixing plates for everyone to earth with.

After dinner, she was cuddled on Seth straddling him slowly getting tired. “Yea she’s sleepy.” Seth whispered. “N-no I’m nots…” Dean smirked. “Want a bedtime story than munchkin?” She smiled nodding and he picked her up next heading to his room getting her ready for bed. He pulled out a book from her trunk as Roman and Seth put her stuff away. “Ok, I feel like I can guess it, hmmm the queen wants to hear a Cinderella story?” She giggled. “Nooo I wanna hear Tiana.” “I should guessed better, I owe you some ice cream.” She smiled and laid down soon getting kisses from Roman and Seth. “We will see ya tomorrow ok mamas?” Roman smiles walking out with Seth. “We love you babygirl.” They closed the door and Dean started to read her story. Her eyes started to get heavy she was trying to fight sleep but she soon was fast asleep in deans bed. “Night munchkin. Papa loves you.” Dean turned off the light snuggling with her.

He could have sworn he heard a faint-

Thank you.