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[mrs-trophy-wife]

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[icarusredwings]

This post may not be suitable for littles or people who get uncomfy with mentions of baby making stuff. IT'S NOT WHAT YOU THINK THO I SWEAR!!!!

Wade:

Thinking about how much Wade loves babies when he's small.

He's holding Logan's hand down the street as they're running errands, and he's being so good, like SUPER good. Not running away, litsening to instructions, using his words in a way Kitty can understand.

He doesn't even have Fluffy with him either, so he's doing all of this with minimal emotional support, just his chewy star necklace and one of Logans big hoodies. He's in some colorful leggings, though, and in his pocket is nothing but a snack. Not even his cup.

Bro is raw dogging the adult outdoors as his small self with practically nothing. He's still wearing his dog tags, though, just in case he gets lost, they're used as a source of identification.

Ealier, when Wade wanted to pet a stray cat instead of just running off, he gasped and pointed to it. "Kitty!" Which is obviously code for "Look! A cool thing!" So when Logan looked, he saw how polite Wade was behaving.

"Be gentle, okay? Sometimes, they don't like humans." He tells him, carefully walking him over in which Wade just squats down to pet the cat very nicely. You would think 'yeah no duh he wouldn't hurt it,' and you would be correct, though sometimes he pets them too rough or moves too quickly so they get scared and scratch him.

Right now, he's bored, leaning on his shoulder and starting to get fussy because paying bills is boring, and he wants to go home. Chewing on his star, he stops, and his eyes light up, seeing a stoller.

Wade loves strollers. Because where there is a pram- Theres a babe. And babies were great. (Unless they were screaming, and then they were not)

He tugs a bit on Logan, but he's ignored because he's trying to ask the internet service people why they charged them 15 extra this month when nothing changed. "Kitty!" He points, looking at him for consent to go see the baby. Frustrated, confused, and not looking, Logan assumes that he sees another cat and waves a hand. "Yeah, sure. Be gentle."

So, being given the okay, Wade practically skips over to the stroller and crouches down to see a chunky cheeked baby boy. His mum is busy on the phone, so she doesn't even notice a grown man cooing over the child.

Giggling to the baby, he lets him grab his finger and nibble on it. Tickling his cheeks and stuff, you know. Baby stuff. So when he takes off his hood to let the baby play with his necklace, the baby gets upset and starts to cry.

I think we would all cry if we saw a glowy yellow eyed man smiling at us like that with such unfarmiliar skin. You have to remember, babies only know what they're shown, and I doubt it's ever seen anything like this before.

Of course, it cries. And the crying alerts the mom. "Ooh shh, Steven, you're al- Ahh!! Who are you! Get away from my baby, you freak!"

Getting shooed away, he whines, unsure of what he did wrong. Was it bad to play with babies? His head said No.

"What is wrong with you!?"

"I-i... but.." he dosn't know what to say, tries to explain that he didn't do anything bad and that he was sorry but she dosn't seem to care about his words. This is New York afterall. Kids are stolen all the time here.

The yelling, of course, makes Logan think "Great some idiot made the baby cry," only to pause and wonder where Wade went. "OH SHIT that's MY idiot." He thinks and instantly becomes protective, growling as he gives in and throws the extra money at the tiller. Coming outside, he steps in front of Wade. Sure, Wade is a weirdo, but he wouldn't do anything to the baby. Right??

"What's your deal lady!?"

"He tried to take my son!!" She says, assuming the worst.

Logan gives a glance to Wade, who's already crying and shakes his head, unable to get any words out, but "I'm good!" Seeing as various times today, Logan has praised him for behaving. "You're being so good today, kid."

"No he didn't! Now take your ugly pup and get!"

A bit more of arguing, and she finally goes on her way, complaining about New York Weirdos.

After that, he starts asking Wade why he was touching a random baby and honestly just running his mouth that he knows better and shouldn't do that, etc.

Almost instantly, it stops, though, because he's already crying. He lets out this huge sigh. "Fine... Im sorry.. I know you like babies. How about I give you a baby. Would you like that?"

Logan doesn't mean it in the way Wade thinks, obviously, as his eyes widden, sniffling. "You're gonna give me a baby!?"

"Yeah, sure-"

"We're gonna have a baby!!!??"

"WAIT- No! Not like that!"

He squeals and excitedly flaps his hands, continuing to go on about how 'Mommy tried to give him a baby, but it didn't work'

Slapping his hand over his face, he's so embarrassed, blushing all the way down his neck and up his ears. He shakes his head and growls. "SHHH!!! That's not what I meant!! We can't even have a baby moron!" I mean, who wouldn't be embarrassed about their partner OPENLY talking about their past relations in public?

So- He does what every person does when their partner is obsessed with babies by can't have any.

He takes him to the thrift store to pick one out.

[noroi1000]

"Have you ever thought about children ?" huh 🌚 that was a lil freaky of you gojo but honestly i feel like reader doesn't necessarily dislike kids ( except the bratty n disrespectful ones ) and she wouldn't mind having them either even tho she's not very enthusiastic about having kids but author-chan we deserve a smut continuation of this you can't just leave us or gojo being needy af hanging like that 🥺

I don't love him, but I want to be with him 4

A/n: I wrote this yesterday, but I want to go sleep, sorry. Don't be angry if you wait for this long.

Words: over 2k

Warnings: smut (masturbation, sex toys, porn watching, breeding)

"Have you ever thought about children?"

Yes…

You started thinking about it…

He is your husband after all…

Even if the baby might be the result of love or chance, you thought about it.

So the fact that you will have children will not be a coincidence.

Because you already thought about it…

And it is also not possible that your children, if you ever have them, will be the result of your love.

You don't love him…

You're happy with him, but you don't love him…

Even if he said he fell in love with you…

You still have the feeling that one day your happiness with him may end…

So all you thought about was that if you had a family with him, maybe your happiness would last a lot longer.

If he asked about children, maybe you have a chance that when you have a child with him, you can smile a lot longer.

You don't want him to replace you. That's why you're desperate not to be lonely. You liked him and life with him. And even though it's the mafia, you liked his behavior which is more childish…

If you had had a child with him, you would have had him as your husband for much longer…

As you walked down the sidewalk with your small shopping bag, you looked around.

And it happened everything that often happens in movies or books…

You turned your head to see a baby shop…

Out of curiosity, you went inside.

Maybe you can convince yourself of this…

You saw a few people inside.

Pregnant woman with a man browsing strollers and cots.

And also another couple, but already with a pram who are looking at baby clothes.

You went in there with no baby either in the stroller or inside you.

You've seen those tiny clothes and stuff. It looked lovely.

Maybe a baby would be a good idea after all…

You don't have to worry about whether you can live. Satoru runs a powerful mafia. His money is so much that you could have it all.

You will also get support from Him… All you would have to do is go to bed with him (even though you do it anyway, sometimes more and sometimes less).

In order for you to have a child, all you have to do is get pregnant.

And you don't have to worry about anything.

Looking at the things in the store for a while, you left and headed home. Ijichi took you where you wanted.

You wanted to talk to Satoru…

You want to have a child to make your happiness last much longer…

You adjusted your skirt as you got out of the black car. Standing on the sidewalk in the square in front of the house, you thanked him and went home.

You didn't have to open the heavy front door with a key, which means Satoru is home.

Maybe he had some house meeting or something.

He would often come home early if he had such matters.

Maybe now too?

Especially since you know he had to go somewhere today. You don't know exactly where, but it was probably important anyway.

Most likely something related to your father and brother's company.

You silently walked into the kitchen, which is connected by a walkway to the dining room, and placed your bag on the kitchen island.

You wanted to surprise Satoru, and you bought something for him.

You couldn't get crepe to take it to the car and not get anything dirty, so you bought him a custard pie.

Your husband will eat anything.

At the sight of what looks delicious, he always drools.

You put a plastic box on the counter, and thought any noise would lure it in. At least that's what you hoped.

But he didn't show up.

And since there was no one in the living room, maybe he had gone to sleep?

Or takes a shower.

You walked quietly to your bedroom.

He wasn't there.

The bed was made.

That was weird…

Since he wasn't at the fridge or in the living room, his ass should be in the bedroom and sleeping.

Yeah… Your husband is like a cat…

The last place he could have visited was the bathroom.

Or he went down to the basement where like everyone who's rich there's a pool table…

Even if he doesn't play often, he will go there with Suguru sometimes. When they're bored.

Since they don't go to clubs, he's become a homebody.

So Geto began to be glad that he didn't have to follow him and watch women running around them…

They are both homeowners.

You shuffled your house flip flops to the bathroom.

You listened, and you didn't hear the water running from the shower.

And also when you grabbed the handle, the door was open.

You knocked briefly. You hoped he'd answer, if he's there…

He might as well be sitting on the toilet…

No response.

So maybe he wasn't there.

You pushed the door open and stepped inside, looking around the large bathroom.

Her eyes widened at what you saw in the shower.

You walked closer and opened the glass door, which steamed slightly. Even though there was no hot water coming from the ceiling. There was no water at all.

It was steaming from his breath.

Eyes directed forward, slightly narrowed. As he stared at a small black screen that could be attached to the wall with suction cups.

Wireless headphones in his ears.

Mouth open, sweat running down his face. Wet white hair, combed back.

Even if you were standing there, he didn't notice you. He continued what he was doing.

You looked at the screen on the glass pane.

He was watching porn while masturbating…

And not just any porn…

This is something that any rich man who is a pervert and has nothing to do with money would do.

This is a recording from your bedroom when he fucked you…

Didn't even know there were cameras…

The image was close, and you wondered how much professional cameras that would record in such high resolution must have cost. Still close.

He was really bored and set up cameras in the house to have porn videos of you guys fucking.

You noticed another video was playing.

Wondering how much he has…

You heard him moan as he closed his eyes.

You looked at his sweaty body.

His right hand clenched into a fist while his left was placed on the toy between his legs.

His thumb clicked some button on it as he moaned again.

Who would have thought your husband would watch porn and put his cock in a toy that spins around his length and sucks him.

You don't mind him because he's literally watching you fuck.

Looking at this scene in front of you, here you felt yourself starting to get wet.

Hearing his next moans, you saw his back arch slightly and his muscles begin to tremble slightly.

You knew he was coming soon.

Your eyes widened as you heard him say your name.

You walked over to him and suddenly pulled one earphone out of his ear.

He opened his eyes and looked in your direction.

His eyes widened as he turned off the toy quickly, but for me to cover his hard cock with something, he left it inside.

He was panting with a slight blush, and his thigh muscles sometimes quivered as he began to speak.

"(y/n-n)… W-what are you doing here? How long have you been home?" He asked.

"I just got back. I was looking for you. I didn't expect that when I enter the bathroom, I will see a toy sucking your dick. Am I supposed to be jelaous?" You asked ironically.

"…" he turned his head.

He was a bit ashamed.

But the thought of you catching him turned him on a bit…

"I can't see that as a bad thing since you're watching porn with us…" you muttered crossing your arms over your chest.

You tried to ignore the feeling of wetness between your legs.

"How many of these videos do you have?"

"… well…Enough to spend a lot of time masturbating…" he laughed.

"Do you record all our sex?"

"Nope… I set up the cam two weeks ago…" The smile remained on his face. "I'm sorry… But I really want to cum…"

"Are those my panties?" You asked pointing to the underwear lying on the floor next to his leg…

"Yup."

Suddenly you saw his thumb pressing a button on the toy, and the center began to slowly swirl around its shaft.

"I wanted to shoot it with cum…" he laughed biting his lip. "Don't be angry okay? I would never betray you… And if you like to watch me masturbate… Haah… I won't stop my wife from doing it…"

You took off your slippers and stepped into the shower, reaching for your underwear.

You took it away, making him grunt that sounded like he was asking "why?".

Suddenly you grabbed a toy on his cock and clicked the same button as him. Turning off the toy.

He let out a dissatisfied moan, but only because he wanted to come already. You could have done it. He's frustrated, but he's not pissed at you for it.

"(y/n)… I want to cum…" he purred looking at you with puppy eyes. For you to just turn on the toy and let him come.

It was more of a joke because he won't beg. Even though he wants to cum, he thought there was a chance that you would find him cute and let the toy milk his cock.

Contrary to his plan, you pulled his hard, throbbing cock from inside and put the toy on the bench next to you.

(Hell yeah, he has a comfy bench in the shower where he can sit with those long legs)

He looked at you questioningly, and suddenly you took your panties off, sitting on his lap.

You grabbed its base, directing the quivering tip into your hole.

The moisture that covered his entire length through lube and your wetness allowed him to slide inside with a wet sound.

You pulled it out for a moment to adjust yourself, and collapsed on top of it again, biting your lip as it filled you.

You sat fully on top of him and rocked your hips a few times.

"Fuck yeah… Your pussy is so much better than any toy…" he cursed as he pushed his hips towards yours, as his sensitive cock was surrounded by hot, soft walls that sucked him in.

You jumped on top of him a few times with little grunts as your hand began to massage his balls.

Until suddenly you felt the heat melting inside of you.

"Aaaaaah…." he moaned long, keeping your hips on him. "Yeah… I'll buy you a pill, okay?"

He closed his eyes, feeling his cum swim around his cock between your tight walls.

"You don't have to."

"Huh?"

He looked at you questioningly.

"You don't have to buy me pills. What happens, it will happens…"

"So you want to be pregnant?"

"I can be… I wouldn't mind… To finally have a child with you…" You turned your head to the side.

"Fine~." he grunted happily, and suddenly pulled you off his cock.

As you stood next to him, you grabbed your panties that were lying next to you.

And he suddenly grabbed your skirt and pulled it down, completely off your legs.

He also grabbed your top clothes and underwear, and within minutes you were standing in front of him, naked.

You were pulled onto his lap, this time with your back to his chest.

"Wha-?"

"It may not be long, but I can fuck you. If I can pack my sperm inside you, I want to do it at least one more time." He said pressing his tip into you again. You know he's about to be fully hard again. "Also, this week's video of me fucking my cum in your pussy started."

He turned off his headphones and put it down, turning up the volume.

The first thing you heard was moans.

You looked at the screen blushing to see the full picture of your body with your pussy covered in cum from top to bottom.

So that's why he put the blindfold on you at that moment…

So you don't see him walking around with a cam…

As you watched as the camera lowered to direct the footage between your legs, you felt his entire length twitch inside you.

You saw on the screen how his tip enters your filled hole and starts fucking you.

There were grunts and moans throughout the bathroom, as well as the sound of wet skin slapping against skin, in the recording.

It wasn't long before the live sounds joined in as his hips began to hit you fast.

His fingers found their way to your clitoris, and you felt your fluids drain out of you, soaking your entire ass.

Your thighs trembled as he tightened on his post-orgasmic length. As your body trembled against him, he began to fill you with cum again.

Until suddenly he grabbed his base, and he pulled himself out of you.

He lifted your hips quickly, and using his cum on your skin, pushed the tip into your ass, allowing himself to listen to your surprised moans. Especially when your ass was filled with hot liquid that spread over every inch of your insides.

Rubbing the tip of it against your thigh, he headed inside you, preventing his seed from getting out of your vagina.

When he panted on his chest, you don't focus on the screen in front of you.

You focused more on his hand that was placed on your lower abdomen as he spoke.

"My baby will be here soon ~."

[britishchick09]

Childhood Times: A Wadlow Sibling Fic

@robert-273-fan came up with the idea for this one! it took 2 days to write (from august 9th to the 11th). it was fun exploring senpai's early days in roxana! enjoy! :D

on harold jr.'s 5th birthday, he wants to know what senpai got up to when he was 5! what were those early days like?

 Harold Wadlow Jr. grinned as he pulled back one of his new trains, making it zip across the floor and into his big brother’s hand. “This has been the best birthday ever!”

“Especially that cake!” Betty added, licking frosting from her fingers.

Eugene inhaled the last of a balloon’s helium. “And the balloooons.”

Harold Jr. giggled. “You sound silly!”

“Yeah, you sure do.” Helen said with a playful squint.

Eugene let go of the balloon right after she spoke, causing her to accidentally get helium, too!

“So do you!” he said.

“Hey!” Helen exclaimed.

“I’d say everyone had fun!” Harold remarked.

“We certainly have,” Addie agreed. “And now it’s time to go to bed.”

“But I’m not…” Junior yawned. “I’m not tired!”

Robert smiled. “Come on. Let’s get you to bed.”

Harold Jr. wanted to stay up and play, but the call of sleeping was too much to resist. He grew more and more tired as Robert picked him up and carried him to his room. After Addie helped him change into his pajamas, he snuggled into bed.

“Which story do you want tonight?” she asked. “The Little Engine That Could or your newest one, Four and Twenty Blackbirds?”

“I want an old story.” Harold Jr. replied with a smile.

“Oh, what about a fairy tale? I’m sure you’d like-”

Junior giggled. “No, no! I want to hear about Robert.”

“Me?” Robert asked as he ducked into the room.

“Big Brother! I wanna hear about when you were my age!”

Robert and Addie smiled at each other. Then Addie said, “I remember those days quite well…”

...

 It was a warm summer day in 1923. We lived in Roxana, a village seven miles away from Alton. Robert, Helen and I were walking in a little park, me pushing Eugene in his stroller and the kids walking beside me.

“Can I help, Mommy?” Robert asked.

I smiled. “Of course, dear.”

Robert was five, but the same height as a teen-aged boy. He pushed the pram with ease.

“I love your baby.” a woman commented.

I smiled. “Thank you. His name is Eugene.”

Eugene stuck his hand in his mouth and started to drool. Helen winced, causing me to clean him up with a hankie. “Oh, and what a cute little girl!” The woman bent down to tell Helen, “You look so much like your father!”

‘That’s my brother!” Helen corrected her.

My face warmed. That was one of the many troubles Robert faced. People thought he was an adult!

Robert turned to look at the woman. “Yes, my daddy’s at the oil refinery.”

“Oh!” The woman’s face turned pinker than mine! “Goodness, I’m terribly sorry for assuming such a thing.”

“It’s quite alright.” I told her.

“Good day to you and your family!”

Then she hurried off, trying to conceal her ashamed face with her straw mushroom hat.

“That lady sure was funny.” Robert remarked.

I nodded. “Indeed she was.”

That was the great thing about Robert. He just brushed the stares off as peculiar. It wasn’t until he started kindergarten three months later that he’d truly start to understand.

But for now, he was just a boy who happened to come across some odd experiences. He smiled while walking down the lane with his family, who didn’t find him odd in the least.

...

 “I remember that,” Robert said. “I sometimes wonder what she’d think of me now!”

“There would be no mistaking you for a father, that’s for sure.” Addie replied with a smile.

“Wow, kindergarten!” Harold Jr. exclaimed. “What was that like, Big Brother?”

Robert smiled. “From what I remember…”

...

 Kindergarten was quite an exciting time. I loved learning, especially how to read! The teacher stood at the blackboard, writing letters and taking us through the alphabet. Seeing all of them together as we sang the ABCs was so much fun! It was so rewarding to finally be able to write those words myself.

The best time, however, was lunch. Many kids went home, including me. I still remember how good Mother’s ham and turkey sandwiches tasted. Afterwards, I’d help Mother clean up or play outside… especially with my friends!

“Come out, Bob!” one of my pals called.

I looked at Mother, who smiled and said, “Go out and play.”

I handed the plate to her before running outside. We went to an area with lots of trees and bushes.

“We’ll hide and you seek!” the second friend said.

I smiled. “Sure!”

But once the four boys ran off, my smile melted into a sigh. I was always the seeker. It was really the only thing I could do. Hiding wasn’t much fun when I was the size of an adult! Hide and seek was one of those things that made me wish I was regular-sized.

But there was an advantage, too…

“Ready or not, here I come!” I called.

I searched the area, looking over bushes with ease. My friends would have to jump to get even a peek! I found one of my pals there. It didn’t take me long to find the others.

“That was fun!” the last friend said after he was found. “Let’s do something else,” I said. “Like leapfrog!”

That was always a great game to play! Six years later, I could just walk over someone, but back then, I was still able to jump. I giggled as I jumped over one of my friends. It was fun to pretend to be a frog! When the next kid was ready, I ran at him, nearly knocking him down when I tried to jump!

“Oops!” I exclaimed. “Didn’t mean to hurt ya.” “It’s okay, Bob,” he said. “Frogs do that all the time, I bet!”

When the lunch hour was over, we’d run back to school. The best part of playtime was running. How fast and free I felt! I really wish I could still run, so I cherish that especially.

At the end of the day, when lessons were over at last, my friends and I would go to the houses on the edge of town. One of the boys lived there. We could see the oil refinery in the distance, with its big metal smokestacks and gray buildings. Sure, it looked a bit scary, but it was great fun pretending to be oil men. All our dads worked at the refinery, so we used terms we learned from them.

“Let’s get this barrel loaded up!” I hollered, carrying sticks and leaves.

“Ah, Shell will be pleased!” a friend declared.

Two boys pretended to struggle carrying a heavy barrel filled with oil. We laughed as they set the sticks and leaves in a wagon. Then we all rolled it across the street to the imaginary gas station.

“Thank you, boys!” another friend said. “Our cars will be delighted to finally have some fuel!”

Other days, I preferred to spend it at home. Helen would watch me from the porch, clapping in delight as I rolled down the sidewalk.

“Go, brother!” she called.

I waved at her as I rolled along. Then I heard a door open. Across the street, a girl was looking at me in shock.

“Mama! A man’s riding a wagon!” she called. “Yes, I’m serious! It’s a real, live man!”

I frowned. I wasn’t a man, I was a boy! But before I could tell her that, she ran into the house. When she came back, her mom was with her. They were staring at me, a rarity in a small town like Roxana. (Must’ve been new!)

“Hey!” Helen yelled at them. “That’s my brother! He’s a kid like me. Meanies!”

She stuck her tongue out.

“Oh my!” the girl’s mother exclaimed.

She took her daughter inside. But just before the door was closed, the girl looked back at me. Her face had changed. She was no longer shocked… but intrigued. I knew she’d never mix me up again!

And wouldn’t you know it, she wanted to play with my pals and I the next day! Although people could often be quick to judge, they always treated me with kindness. That’s definitely what I remember most about my days in Roxana!

...

 Robert chuckled. “Yes, being five was a great time for me.”

“Indeed it was,” Addie agreed, sighing as she added, “Sometimes I yearn for those mostly simple days,” She smiled. “But being here is just what I love.”

Harold Jr. smiled back. “I hope I have that much fun when I’m five!” Robert tucked his baby brother in. “Oh, I know you will. This is just the beginning of your great childhood times!”

[diazsdimples]

“Hurry up Dad, all the good trees will be gone!”. It was mid-December and Christopher was tugging on his father’s arm as Eddie stooped over to tie his shoelace. Behind them, Buck was trying to wrestle Aidan into his stroller, the boy’s puffy jacket making it difficult for Buck to get the straps over his little arms. They’d pulled up in front of a local Christmas tree market and Christopher was practically vibrating with excitement as his eyes swept from tree to tree, already making mental notes of which ones looked good.

Eddie straightened up and put a supportive hand on Christopher’s back, leading him towards the entrance of the market. “Now remember, we can’t get anything too big because the ceiling at home isn’t a high as we’re used to and I’m not breaking my back hauling something through the yard this year”.

Christopher merely rolled his eyes at his father’s reminder and took off towards the trees as fast as his legs could carry him, crutches clicking away madly on the loose gravel of the parking lot. Buck, having finally situated Aidan in his pram, walked up next to Eddie.

“Is he usually this excited?” he asked, leaning forward to check that Aidan wasn’t being smothered by his jacket.

Eddie just laughed. “Ever since he was a little kid. I dunno what’s with this kid and Christmas but he’s obsessed”. Eddie knelt down next to the pram and kissed Aidan gently on the nose, taking a moment to appreciate just how adorable the little boy looked, all bundled up in his jacket and hat, a small tuft of ginger hair poking out from under all the layers. “I hope this little guy will be just as hyped as Chris when he grows up”.

“He will be, loving Christmas runs in the Buckley family”. Buck shivered at the uncharacteristically cold air and pulled his jacket tighter around him. “Come on, let’s go find Chris before he picks out the most expensive tree they have”.

With that they made their way into the market, following the sound of Christopher’s crutches. Aidan, who had never seen a Christmas tree before, let alone been so up close and personal with one, was starting wide-eyed from his stroller, tiny arms reaching out every so often to grasp onto a low-hanging branch. After a couple of whines and cries of frustration as Aidan struggled to see everything around him, Eddie took pity on him and unbuckled him from his stroller and hoisted him up, settling him on his hip.

“Is that better, little man?” he asked as he twirled in a slow circle, laughing as Aidan held his hands out, taking small breaths of surprise as the pine needles tickled his palms. Together, Eddie and Aidan pressed forward to find Christopher, Buck trailing behind them with the empty stroller, heart brimming with pride as he watched his son and boyfriend weave their way through the trees.

They found Christopher staring up in wonder at a massive tree, probably double the size of Buck’s living room.

“I want that one, Dad” he breathed, pointing up at the mass of pine needles and branches in front of him. Eddie looked the tree up and down and shook his head.

“That’s massive, Chris, it wouldn’t even fit in a church!”

Christopher pouted, turning to Buck and begging him. “Please, Buck, it could fit in the backyard!”.

Buck was a much weaker man than Eddie and not quite so well practiced at fending off Christopher’s puppy eyes. He turned to Eddie helplessly. “Ed” he pleaded, desperately requiring backup.

“Christopher, please, let’s not do this again” Eddie said firmly, laying a hand on his son’s shoulder. “They’ve got ones that’ll fit way better over here”.

He steered Christopher over to the other side of the market as the kid let out an exaggerated sigh and shuffled forwards, kicking his feet as he put on a show of disappointment. Eddie threw Buck an eyeroll over his shoulder and followed after his son. It didn’t take long for Christopher to perk up as he found another tree, this one much better suited to the size of their lounge. Eddie couldn’t help but wince at the price but Buck brushed it off, offering to pay for it as an early Christmas present.

[blorbocedes]

Wag! Nico and lewis having kids together via surrogate, one fathered by Nico and one by lewis. Maybe they do the thing where they implant two embryos at the same time so their kids are genetically related. Nico pushing around their babies in thousand-dollar baby strollers. His 3-month-old daughters Decked out in designer baby clothes.

they'll have a blonde baby girl, and dark curly haired blue eyed baby girl..... this is nico's actual stroller for his girls 😭😭 so they'll get papped walking w/ these. have mini Chanel bags like Kylie Jenner's baby

seriously why is that baby in a five star hotel of a pram........ that is so fancy rich people are so wild

[i-fondued]

For your consideration: veiled prime mover outfits! I imagine this would be used for religious events where she doesn’t need to ✨sparkle✨ and instead needs to be seen as pious, for lack of a better word. For example: introducing the babies to the clergy after the naming ceremony (think the after party deal), a formal abbey event like a ball or banquet to honor a very high ranking member, or the wedding to make the union legally recognized outside of the church too.

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ALSO! Ritual clothes for the babies 🥺

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https://pin.it/xwts0me - none of the babies are safe from these velvet dresses btw; the boys get them for rituals too.

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Side note: this is 100% the kind of nurseries the kids would have 🥹

https://pin.it/3GcuqyB - you KNOW this is a family heirloom that all the boys slept in

https://pin.it/40SHB6w - but I’m also a sucker for round cribs!

https://pin.it/4funFoY - cutest stroller (or pram if you’re not from America) ever!

https://pin.it/mOLP13e - but this one is so cozy 🥺

OMG GO OFF ANON, YESSS!!

I love these ideas, like the thought of the pious look for the PM is 100% what I was thinking too. Also all the baby outfits are SO NOT helping my baby fever LOL now all I can picture is post ritual baby snuggles in the dressing room and i just ??? though my headcanon is once papa/copia/popia is off stage his brain is just mustfuckmustfuckmustfuck

I actually added a little sub section now to my board for baby stuff because I didn't want to loose the crib because I'm totally stealing that idea of the heirloom crib.

I wont lie though as a parent now i look at some of the old/historical cribs and strollers and im like damn how did we not all die off?? why did we think this was good idea???

[mousegirlheart]

yesterday at work a customer had a box of Weet-Bix (australian cereal) in her pram (stroller) where the baby is meant to go and I said “Now that’s what I call a Weet-Bix Kid” and she didn’t laugh because I am unappreciated

[babypramsaus]

What Is The Difference Between Tandem And Side-By-Side Double Strollers?

Receiving the news you're expecting is one of life's few truly wonderful experiences. And nothing compares to the happiness of welcoming your newborn into the world! Getting ready for the baby's arrival as a new member of your family at this lovely time of adjustment will ensure a seamless transition for everyone. It's imperative to think about what pram would be best for you and your baby's (or babies!) requirements if you've just learned you're expecting twins or if you've already had a baby and are now planning a second addition.

When it comes to prams, there is no lack of designs or features. However, if you already have or plan to have more than one child, you will unquestionably require a double pram. But this eventually raises the question of whether to choose a tandem or side-by-side double stroller. Who has the best?

PRAM TANDEM

Double strollers that can hold two kids include tandem and side-by-side strollers. The biggest difference is in the width of the stroller; a tandem stroller is typically no bigger than a single stroller, but a side-by-side stroller can be up to twice as large.

A tandem pram is typically easier to maneuver through confined areas like doorways, store aisles, and constrained hallways. Additionally, because they are more compact, they are much easier to maneuver through crowded cafés or city streets, making them the ideal double stroller for parents who are constantly on the go.

Tandem strollers, some of which have reversible seats, offer far more varied seating options. A baby can be accommodated in a bassinet on top of a tandem stroller that can also accommodate an older child or toddler in the second seat below. Many tandem strollers can be converted into a travel system by placing a car capsule in the top position. Some tandem strollers are built for the baby to lie in the bassinet at the bottom.

PROS

• Compact design makes it easier to push and maneuver • Can switch between single and double • More convenient to fold and tuck away, which makes getting in and out of the car much simpler. • Ideal for people who are "on the go" • Enables a variety of seating arrangements

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[wherewereyouwheniwasnew]

Pushchairs and Strollers Over The Most recent Two Decades

Almost two decades ago, when I had my most memorable baby, I entered the universe of baby stuff, which was fairly unique to the baby seats, pushchairs and strollers that click here more present day moms know today.

Take baby vehicle seats, they were nearly all around as weighty as the actual baby. Firm and clumsy, explicitly designed to safeguard the baby in a mishap absent a lot of thought for the solace of the parent attempting to haul the load from the vehicle to the house or the other way around.

Pushchairs were likewise large and weighty, in view of the enormous Silver Cross prams, albeit probably the most present day had turn wheels to make them somewhat more flexibility. In those days, there was only a standard level convey bed (which could serve as the baby's bed) and the edge shifted away from the handle to help a pushchair seat.

There were a couple of frill - all additional items - all weather conditions related, a downpour cover, overhang and woolen cuddle toes. However, they all had a decent plate under, great for food and, being so tough, you could balance no limit to transporter sacks off the handle in the event that you bought several unique snares.

Roll on a couple of years and stick buggies made an appearance, light weight, handily collapsed travel choices that made getting on the transport significantly more simple. On the drawback, there were no gear racks under and, in the event that you draped shopping off the handles, you needed to make sure to take the packs off prior to eliminating the offsetting of the kid. Furthermore, assuming that you overloaded, your baby could wind up on its back gazing toward the sky.

Push ahead over a decade and running strollers were extremely popular - with a solitary wheel front and center for simplicity of pushing while staying in shape.

Collapsing most pushchairs actually required having the option to hold the baby with one arm and control a progression of clasps and clips with fingers or feet and it was over decade after the fact that we saw the first hand-crease strollers. These reformed the universe of baby transportation since you could cling to your baby with one hand, pull at the focal point of the buggy and watch the situation breakdown in half to turn out to be level and simple to place into the vehicle or take onto a transport.

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[isadora-greenhall]

The way I keep getting ads for like. Nappies (diapers). Baby formula. Childcare facilities. Just got an ad for a freaking pram (stroller). Like. I know I’m nearly 30 and a cis woman but fucking hell this targeted crap is shit. Because I do NOT have kids and I have no idea what I’ve ever searched up that could suggest I do lmao.