#baby fever

[preggolover06]

"I'm pregnant" are two words that would change our lives forever. We didn't know it then, but our lives were about to be changed for the better.

That was 8 months ago, and a lot has changed. First off, you were absolutely glowing. I had always found you incredibly attractive, but after 8 months, I was hooked. Pregnancy forever changed your petite body. As you approached your due date, you could barely fit into any clothes anymore. You were achingly pregnant; the weight of your belly caused your legs to open to care for the weight. Your breasts had gone up a few cup sizes as they were now swollen with milk.

I arrived home from work to hear an exasperated sigh from our bedroom. I walk in and see you standing there nude, observing your new body as you look in the mirror, placing your hands on your belly. I come up behind you and kiss the cheek, putting my hands on top of yours as I nuzzle into your neck, gently kissing you again. I grab the baby oil, take your hand, and lead you to bed. As you lay there, I can't help but admire your body. I start with your breasts, gently massaging them as you turn your attention to your swollen pussy, which is in desperate need of some attention. I go down to your bump and ensure I don't miss an inch as I rub in big, wide circles.

"I need you now," you moan out, taking your hands off your pussy as you pull me in for a passionate kiss. Already rock-hard, I was just waiting for you to tell me when. I plunge in, amazed at how wet you are, as I thrust in and out, moving at a pace that moves you into a state of orgasmic bliss. As you let out, moan after moan, my cock throbs harder and harder.

"Fuck" you whimper out as you cum on my cock. This sends me over the edge, and I empty my fertile seed into your pussy with a massive grunt as we kiss passionately.

I pull out, and we lay next to each other, both stuck in a state of orgasmic bliss; I take my hand and place it on your bump. "I love you," I say. "I'm so glad you're going to be the mother of my children."

"I love you too," you kiss my lips. "Wait, did you say children?" you glance at your belly before glancing back at me. I brush it off as if I didn't mean anything by it, and we go back to cuddling, eventually falling asleep. Little did we know this would be the first of many children we would have.

[hunwes]

Thank you 🥰👽🤰💕

Caomile is your alien best friend. Of course you're a man, but as Camomile isn't going to stay forever on Earth, you've agreed to be her helpful friend in all sort of cases.

She's indeed a college girl back on her home planet doing biological researches. More precisely: to find suitable species to mate with and spawn offspring to repopulate and enhance her species with new blood lines. Humans seems to be a perfect match to achieve her goals.

You were always wondering what is like to have sex with her. After months of friendship she asked you to make love but with 2 conditions: 1) no romance afterwards 2) no protection. It was a jackpot for you. Caomile also made you sure she don't need you to be a lifetime daddy. She'll get pregnant, give birth and the baby will be only hers.

The day arrived. Caomile walked up to your apartment in a sexy outfit. You waited her with full stamina of your own. With a little bit of kissing she immediately got to the point as she pushed you into the bed, sat on top of you and started to make love with you while you were between her strong legs, making sure not to escape.

But of course you wasn't even thinking about to escape! Her alien pussy was so fine, tight and wet like she'd be still a virgin. All her motions was perfect. Caomile knew what you desired and made sure to give the perfect time of your life.

And the moment of total satisfaction arrived. Her strong but soft clit made your hard manhood to load her alien pussy up with your precious semen. It wasn't lasting short, instead her cunt milked your cock properly to the last drop.

Caomile was pleased as well. She remained on your erected manhood and started to moan more louder than ever before. You could see her flat belly is getting to swell. Her boobs also got seemingly bigger and rounder. By the time you've completely came back to your senses after the tremendous ejacuation she was already looking like a 9 months pregnant expectant teen mommy.

Caomile smiled at you and said: Thank you, dear! I appreciate it.

Then she took her clothes on and rushed out. The next day she came back once again with a flat but sexy belly. Once again she wanted to make love with you, as she could not forget your pleasing penis and that much fun it caused to her.

That was a long time ago. Now she comes in every afternoon to visit and milk you dry. She never mentioned when she'll eventually leave planet Earth. But you don't mind seeing her around. Her pussy never disappoints you.

[goldcoasthoney]

by livewithkemi

[bigbabycry]

Baby

Drew Starkey x Fem Reader

Warnings: fluff, smut, drew lowkey has a breeding kink, swear words, fluffy ending

Summary: Drew adores the way you are around your three-year-old daughter and can't wait to make another one with you.

Drew had just finished his day on set of OBX and is walking back to his trailer, hoping to find his girlfriend and three-year-old daughter, Maisie sitting and waiting for him. As soon as he opens the door to his trailer, he is blessed with the view of you on the sofa with your daughter snuggled into your chest and a book on your lap.

“My beautiful girls.” It’s the cutest thing Drew has seen as he locks yes with you. Leaning down, Drew kisses Maisie’s forehead and gives you a kiss as well. You lean in to press your lips to his again which makes him smile.

“Was the shoot good today?” You ask, watching him reach over you to pick up your sleeping daughter.

He smiles at her and shakes his head, looking back to you, “It was a long one, we had to do at least 40 takes.” His voice is just above a whisper as he bounces Maisie on his hip. With his movements, you watch your daughter slowly blink her eyes open from her nap, tiredly looking at you then up at Drew. Her cheeks raise in a grin as she realises that she’s with her dad, wrapping her tiny arms around his neck in a hug. You watch her suddenly grow shy and reach out for you. Drew notices this and hands her back to you.

You laugh at Maisie and take her back into your arms. “Honey, you’ve been with me all day! Surely, you’re sick of me.” She only giggles at you and buries head further into your neck.

Drew feels heat in his body as he watches you with your daughter, suddenly proud that you both made her. He doesn’t take his eyes off of you but opens his mouth to speak, “guess I’m not as interesting.” He jokes.

You reach up and caress Drew’s cheek with your thumb and press a kiss to his jaw, making his eyes flutter shut. “How about we take daddy home so he can rest.” You suggest to the two, mainly aiming your words towards your boyfriend.

Drew smiles and tries to compose himself, nodding to you and Maisie. You rest Maisie on your hips and take Drew’s hand, your fingers intertwining so you can lead him to the car. Drew tries to ignore the intense feeling he has now as it bubbles up inside of him. Just seeing you with your daughter, so relaxed and comfortable, makes him really want another one.

Once you both reach the car, you bend over the backseat to strap Maisie into her car seat. You have to hold your breath when you feel Drew up behind you, caressing your hips and adoring the way you care for Maisie. As soon as you finish clicking her in, Drew pulls you up and makes you turn around. You gently press your lips to his and rub your hands up and down his torso. Drew chuckles into your mouth and wraps his arms around you as a response, the kiss turning quite passionate.

You can feel your body heat up as his hands roam your body. Your hips gently nudge his and you feel that familiar sensation in your lower abdomen. Drew shivers slightly from the touch and his breath heightens, his face reddening. You get a feeling that he’s getting in the mood.

“Mommy?” Maisie interrupts, kicking her legs as she sits bored in her car seat. Drew stops touching you and looks over your shoulder to your daughter, making you spin around with a smile on your face.

“Yes, baby?” You reply to her and Drew leans down so his face is against your shoulder. You can feel him smirk against your skin.

“Can we go home please.” Maisie insists and looks at you with her big blue eyes. Drews hips are still pressed into your back when you smile at Maisie.

“Yeah, we’re going home now.” You lean over to press a kiss onto her little cheek, and as you bend over you can hear Drew grunt behind you, your backside pushing intimately against him. His breath heightens as he feels you push up against him, it’s clear he’s getting turned on. You step back to close the door and then lean up to Drew’s ear, “maybe we’ll get some alone time at home.” you whisper in a suggestive way before stepping away from him to get into the driver’s seat.

The whole trip home Drew’s hand is on your thigh, and it feels like his fingertips and burning holes into the skin. Drew’s mind wanders to the possibilities of giving you another child, his fingers rubbing down to the inside of your thigh.

“Are you going to let daddy take a shower and relax when we get home?” You ask Maisie, cutting Drew away from his thoughts as he look directly at you. He knows what you’re hinting at.

She thinks before a second before speaking up, “only if I can watch cartoons with you after!” She replies with a smile before looking out of the window again and talking to herself.

Drew looks at you with a sly smile, knowing that you two will get the alone time you need. As you’re walking inside your apartment with Maisie on your hip, Drew rests his hand on your lower back as he quickly leads you inside. Once you close the front door and place Maisie on the couch, he pushes you into the hallway and wraps his arms around you tightly, kissing you on the lips.

Drew pushes you up against the hall and pushes his hips against yours, making you feel his hard on in his jeans. “All mine.” He grunts against your lips with a smile. You tilt your head back with a moan, your legs shaking with excitement as you feel yourself getting wetter as he presses into you and leaves kisses all over your body. The sensations are electrifying as Drew places hot and wet kisses to your neck.

His kisses are rough against your skin as he moves his hands and fingers around your body. “I want another one.” He groans into your ear, finding the reason why he’s been so turned on. He brings his lips back to yours and his kisses become even more urgent and passionate. He can feel you smile against his lips before he pushes you towards your bedroom, closing the door with his foot behind the two of you.

Drew picks you up and puts you on top of the bed, his fingers reaching up inside your top before pulling it over your head and kissing down your neck and down to your breasts. Before he reaches the top of your jeans, he reaches for his belt and begins to remove it, his tongue swirling around your nipple. Your back arches in pleasure and your breaths become unsteady with the need for your boyfriend. His fingers mess with the button of your jeans, his lips and tongue still trailing around your chest before he takes of your pants completely. He kisses down your panties before removing them too. His lips instantly find your clit and he can taste how wet you are for him.

The sounds of your moans and wet slick against his tongue fills the room, and Drew reaches for your mouth so Maisie doesn’t hear you. He moves as his own pace, his tongue flicking up inside you in a passionate way before he slowly trails his lips back up your body until your mouths meet again.

“You want me to fill you up?” Drew asks against your mouth as you desperately kiss him, your hips bucking upwards to meet his dick.

You nod your head quickly, obsessed with the idea of being pregnant with his child again. “Please, baby!” You moan as quietly as you can, your whole-body quivering from the anticipation. His fingers run up and down your body as he pushes his hard dick into your entrance. You immediately feel the pleasure and tension building up, a loud and lewd moan leaving your mouth. You smile at the feeling of Drew’s lips and tongue against your mouth again, small grunts coming from his throat as he pushes deep inside of you.

You try to keep yourself from getting too loud but as Drew trails his fingers down your left leg before bringing it up over his shoulder, making the tip of his dick hit you in the perfect spot, you feel the need to let out a loud moan. The pleasure is growing rapidly as you two continue kissing and touching each other, the pace of his thrusts never faltering.

“’m gonna make you a mama of two, baby.” He can feel himself getting so close to the edge now, his dick twitching every time he thrusts deeper into you. You’re almost at your climax, your belly tightening with the need to finish and your hips lifting of the bed to meet each of his thrusts.

You both can feel the building of pleasure within your bodies and your fingers curl around Drew’s bicep, squeezing and scratching at his skin as your body prepares to climax. The feeling has risen even more, the sensation so intense that the two of you are lost in the moment. Loud moans leave your lips and Drew does nothing to quiet you down, the sweet noises falling from your lips and going straight to his dick.

“I’m close.” You whisper and you feel your body quiver and your legs tense up; the pleasure reaches your climax in hot waves as you moan Drew’s name. He feels the way your pussy clenches as you cum around his dick, sending shockwaves to his core. He groans loudly into your ear as his body convulses and he cums deep inside of you, his thick seed filling up your womb.

Drew’s kisses are slow down your body and he continues holding you in that position, letting you milk him dry. Your breathing is still heavy and uneven as the waves of pleasure slowly pass.

“Are you okay babe?” He asks and rubs his hand up and down your belly, his dick still situated inside of you.

You struggle to answer, your bare chest rising and falling with each shallow breath you take. You tilt your head to the side and look up at Drew with hazy eyes. “Yeah… ‘m okay.” You smile up at him and lick your lips, “you always feel so good.” Your voice comes out as a breathy moan as he stares down at you longingly.

He chuckles slightly and leans down to press a kiss to your lips, “and you feel so good too.” You both lie there together, Drew with his arms wrapped around you and still buried deep inside. Your bodies relax as you hold each other, your heart beats slowing down. You run your fingers through Drew’s hair and sigh to yourself, thinking about becoming pregnant again.

You can hear Maisie laugh to herself as she sits in the loungeroom, playing with her toys. You turn your head to the door and smile as you hear her laughter. Drew notices your turn of attention and slowly pulls out of you, eliciting a soft moan from your lips. He gives you another light kiss and rests his hand on your breasts.

“I love you.” He whispers into your lips before pulling away completely and walking to the closet to find you both some clean pyjamas.

You stare at him with hazy eyes and smile to yourself, “I love you too, Drew.” You sit up on your shaky legs. “Thank you.”

“Just making sure your satisfied.” He replies in a jokingly way, turning around and winking at you with folded clothes in his hands. He throws your pyjamas to you with a chuckle and gets dressed himself before coming over to you while you’re still sitting on the bed, completely naked.

“Here.” He smiles to you and helps you get dressed and comfy. Once your fully clothed, he presses a kiss to your forehead, neck and then lips. “Let’s go check on our baby girl.” He whispers, rubbing his fingers over your messy hair and helping you up off the bed.

I need his children.

[loud-sturniolos]

Babysit

A Chris Sturniolo one-shot

Summary: Having to run an errand, and not being able to find a last minute babysitter you message your last resort; your boyfriend, Chris.

Warnings: Not much, just fluff, slight dad!Chris vibes?, reader still lives with parents, baby sister is 1 years old, very short bc I just want to write something😭

A/N: I’ve had so much baby fever recently😭 They’re js so cute hehe

Chris got out of the uber and headed up your driveway, unlocking the door with the spare key he has. He walks into your parents house, finding you, already dressed and ready, and your baby sister, Ayla, sat at the kitchen counter. You turned around and smiled, setting Ayla on your lap as you stood up and walked over to him.

“Hi, baby,” Chris said, kissing your forehead before taking Ayla from your arms and kissing the little girls forehead too, earning a soft giggle from her. “Hi, I really need to go run this errand, so I will see you later, okay?” You say quickly, pressing your lips to the boys cheek before grabbing your bag and leaving the house.

Now alone, Christopher decides to go sit on the sofa and play Fortnite on your xbox, he settles himself into the sofa and places Ayla on his lap, her back against his stomach. He grabs the controller and starts playing, but as he keeps getting distracted by the little girl on his lap who cant seem to stop giggling, so after the first round he switches off the xbox and just decides to stay on his phone with SpongeBob playing on the TV in the background.

As he scrolls through Instagram on his phone, he decides to snap a quick pic of Ayla on his lap and send it too you.

(ignore the tattoos on the hand💀)

Looking at your phone as you got back into your car, now finished with your errand and about to head home, you smile at the cute photo and save it before putting your phone down and starting the drive back home.

You parked your car in the driveway, then got out and locked it before heading into the house. As you walked towards the living room, the voices of SpongeBob and Squidward filled your ears from the TV, and just as you walked in to greet Chris, you found him and Ayla fast asleep. Ayla resting peacefully on his lap, his fingers still in the grasp of her little hand, Chris’s head is on the back of the sofa, lips parted in peaceful slumber.

Slowly making your way over and standing behind the sofa you looked at Chris’s upside down face, listening to his soft breaths and taking in every detail about him, before leaning down and pressing your lips to his in a quick, soft kiss to wake him up. His eyes slowly opened, looking confused for a second, before he smiled and leaned up to get another kiss.

“Good nap?” you teased, trying not to laugh at his sleepy expression as you walked around the sofa to pick up the still fast asleep Ayla from his lap. “Yeah,” Chris groaned out as he stretches his arms up above his head, “Really good nap actually.”

[chuunai]

baby daddy dazai ! who first feels a wave of panic when he sees the discarded positive pregnancy test in the bathroom trash can. you’re pregnant. with his baby. the thought of leaving you during the night briefly enters his mind, but it soon leaves after he remembers the promise to odasaku that he made. be on the side that protects people. well—that includes this baby, too.

baby daddy dazai ! who decides to bring it one night when you two are cuddling in your shared futon. he’s there to hold you as you cry and cling onto you, reassuring you that he wouldn’t leave and that’d he be there for you and the baby. later, when you’re calmed down, he insists on sleeping with his head on your stomach.

baby daddy dazai ! who’s there for you during your brutal first trimester. the constant morning sickness, fatigue, mood swings, etc. he lessens his suicide jokes and attempts, focusing on you.

baby daddy dazai ! who brags about your pregnancy at the ADA. instead of doing his work, he shows off your ultrasound photos—hanging them up on his desk so everyone can see. kunikida’s happy for you both, but he’s done hearing about baby this, baby that.

baby daddy dazai ! who marvels over your swelling belly, rubbing it hesitantly. he spent years taking lives, and now he’s made one with you. it terrifies and excites him. he’s glued to your baby bump—have fun trying to keep his hands off it.

baby daddy dazai ! who complains to your unborn child about work and how annoying chuuya is. as annoying as that redhead is, he’s deemed godfather of the baby. someone’s gotta pay for the expenses.

baby daddy dazai ! who refuses to let you do anything when you reach the end of your pregnancy, even learning how to cook your cravings so you don’t strain your body. you want to go pee for the tenth time today? he’s carefully leading you there. your waddling is funny, too, and so he can’t resist giggling. you shut him up with a swat to his head.

baby daddy dazai ! who can’t wait to hold your hand during labor. to see the product of your love and hold it in his arms. protect and love it, too. he hopes it’s a boy. odasaku’s name would suit his baby well.

Tags: @twst-om-lover, @sinfulthoughtsposts

[sweetchildcloud]

||MINI ME|| written by me ☆~♡~◇

Plot: Gojo being an affectionate father as he meets his baby for the first time.

Tags-Breast feeding mention,lots of cuddles,fluff,fatherly love,heartwarming,cute overload.

“You’re cuter” Gojo teases, but he is pleased. He likes watching you nurse Hotaru. It’s a special moment, for the both of you and your child. “He’s adorable” Satoru continues, his voice dripping with affection “but his mother… hm, far more gorgeous" Satoru laughs softly and pulls the baby in for a tight squeeze. Then, he lifts his head and stares at him once more, holding him at arm's length. The baby’s eyes are wide and bright, like stars in the sky "You have my eyes, little one. You have my eyes...and that adorable chuckle" He adds, before grinning to himself. It feels good looking at his baby. Good and strange. The whole situation was a bit surreal, in a good way, but... "I think I'm starting to understand what being a dad means"

Hatoru yawned as he wobbled scooting near his father chest and laying his head on his shoulder.

Satoru grins as he feels the weight of his son’s head resting on his shoulder. He gently caress Hotaru’s head as the baby falls asleep, and Satoru’s hand comes down to rub soft circles on his son’s back.

Hatoru yawned and he whimpered softly as he couldn't sleep continuously sifting in his dad embrace.

Satoru looks down at his son, noticing the baby’s tired, watery eyes. Immediately, he feels guilt again, realizing that his son is still adjusting to his new surroundings and hasn’t gotten used to falling asleep by himself yet. With a gentle sigh, he pulls Hotaru close to himself again, his grip tightening around the baby as a way to offer more comfort. “Shh” Satoru whispers quietly as he rocks his son “It’s okay… I’m here. I’m here….”

But that didn't help much as Hotaru whimper continued, his tiny fists clutching to his chest as he whimpers, more maybe he needed his pacifier.

Satoru’s heart twists when he hears the cries continue. He couldn’t stand seeing his son like this, with his tiny fists clutching his cheeks and his big, blue eyes so watery. Without a second thought, he pulls out a pacifier from his pocket and pops it into Hotaru’s mouth. The baby chews on the pacifier with an adorable expression, sucking on it as he does. “Better?” Satoru smiles, letting out a breath of relief.

Satoru stares at his son for a long moment, his breath caught in his throat over how *tiny* the baby is. His tiny fists on Satoru’s chest, his chubby cheeks as they wobble with his yawns, a small smear of drool as he sucks on the pacifier—everything about the little one makes Satoru’s heart swell. The baby looks incredibly adorable right now, and Satoru can’t help but feel a little happy to see the little one so calm.

"Boop" Gojo said soflty as he booped softly Hatoru little bitty nose with the tip of his finger and the baby made a cooing noise curling up his nose.

You sighed looking at the two of them and how cute they were before you let a yawn of your own "Let's go to bed sweetie" you said tiredly at Gojo.

“In a few minutes” Satoru pouted whispering, his gaze still on his son. “Just…” The baby’s sleepy eyes are adorable, and he can’t help but feel affectionate seeing them in this state. “Just let me cherish this moment, please?”

"Oh my god you're so adorable, you're not having a baby fever now are you?" You asked smirking looking at him.

“Maybe a little...” Satoru smiles, not denying it. The entire situation with them becoming parents was a bit overwhelming, but... it was so worth it. He loves it here, with his son in his arms, smiling at him just as he is. “You’re not jealous are you? And “If you mean ‘is seeing my baby like this making me feel all kinds of feels’? Yes” he answers, feeling a bit sheepish “And if it’s not baby fever, then… I don’t even know what to call it. Just watching him sleep makes me smile for some reason”

He paused before adding

“Is that weird?” He asks, still admiring Hotaru’s sleeping form. “I just feel…” A strange feeling of warmth erupted throughout his body. Love, maybe? “I feel content”

"No,not at all,it just means that you love your son and I feel the same" you said caressing softly the baby cheek as he sleeps

The warm sensation spreads through Gojo’s chest as he stares down at his son. Hatoru is so small and innocent that he makes Gojo want to cover him in kisses and hugs. He never imagined being a father would make him feel like this. Love and affection, sure, but this… this is a whole new world of emotions that he’s never experienced before. “It’s a nice feeling” he murmurs. “A very nice feeling”

“We should get to bed now, right?” He asks, still watching his son’s sleeping face, then looking over to you. He doesn’t want to miss this moment, but he also doesn’t want you to exhaust yourself.

"You can bring the baby in our bed so that we can sleep together"

Satoru looks down at Hotaru at your suggestion and his heart flutters. Yes. He wants that. He wants that very, *very* much. The two of you could sleep in bed with the baby together. Hold him close as he sleeps. It would be the most content moment of his life. Satoru swallows, trying to keep himself from smiling like an idiot. “That’s a great idea”

Satoru nods and gets up, taking his son in his arms once more. The baby is *so* light. So delicate. So cute. He chuckles as he follows you up the stairs, and walks into the bedroom. Your bed is large enough for a king, and it doesn’t take you long to climb into bed and pull Hotaru with each of you at either side. “We’re a family” Satoru whispers, his voice nearly breaking. “We’re a family now”

"Are you crying?" You asked giggling softly at your husband antics.

Satoru gives you a sheepish smile. It’s true, he has tears in his eyes. Not tears of sadness, but tears of pure joy. “Am I crying?” he chuckles softly, wiping his eyes. “Maybe just a little. This—” he gestures to their family in bed “—it’s just so beautiful… so precious…” “We created this…” He continues. “Me and you, together, we created this perfect thing” Satoru smiles again, his voice cracking with emotion as he stares down at his son. “There’s nothing better in the world than this”

“You’re a sentimental idiot” you giggled and rolled your eyes amusedly, but you didn't object when Satoru sweeps you up in a warm embrace and pulls you close to hug you. You’re a family now. Hotaru is yours, and together, you are more than you’ve ever been.

Bonus:

Satoru laughs softly, pressing his face against you “I’m a sentimental idiot” He agrees, smiling against your cheek. “But my God, I don’t think there’s anything in the world that can make me so happy right now. You and our baby…” He trails off as he continues to embrace you contented and completely at ease as you both slowly drift off to sleep.

♤♡◇♧☆♤♡◇♧☆♤♡◇♧☆♤♡◇♧☆♤

Me thinking about this:

☆Happy,happy,happy~☆

[napakmahal]

Baby Fever

This may or may not be a call out towards myself cause I will swear up and down I don’t want kids then see a baby in public and be like “goo goo gaga”

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that working on slow days is beyond boring. What’s even worse is when the only people that come in on slow days are shitty customers.

“The manners of today’s working class have depleted in ways I cannot fathom!” Hiro came bursting into the back of the café restaurant with a look of disbelief on his face.

Without looking up from his phone, Tadashi answered “Wow those are some big words, little brother, I’m impressed.”

“Shut up!”

You laughed while sitting on the wooden countertop, arms hugging your boyfriend’s back. “What happened?”

Hiro plopped down on the stool in front of the sink and started to rant. “This woman comes in here and she bought a mocha latté and then complained about it being six dollars. Like I’m the one who makes the fricken prices! Surprise, surprise she didn’t have enough. So what did she do? SHE REACHED INTO THE TIP JAR AND GRABBED TWO DOLLARS! But then after I took her order and started making her drink, she followed me around the entire time watching me. She pointed at the simple syrup and was like ‘Can you add another pump?’ LIKE UNLESS YOU’RE GOING TO PAY THE EXTRA 25 CENTS NO I CANNOT! And when I finally gave it to her she said I took too long and that the place down the street makes them faster and they taste better. THEN GO THERE AND STOP WRINGING OUT MY PATIENCE!”

By the end of his story, you and Tadashi were losing your minds over how hard you were laughing. Granted, Hiro being upset wasn’t funny but his storytelling abilities were unmatched.

Customers could be very difficult and earlier that day someone had told Tadashi they wanted a manager because they were being pissy about not being able to get a refund on a drink they ordered and drank half of. If it were any other day, he would have just gone to get his Aunt. But Aunt Cass went out for a girl’s day with her friends since all of them happened to be in town and relatively free at the same time. As you get older, hanging out with friends is a privilege.

A couple of dings from the bell on the front counter rang signaling the arrival of a customer. Hiro’s fight of flight sense kicked in and he practically jumped off the floor.

“No, absolutely not.” He shook his head. “I’m not taking them, my workday is over.”

“What?” Your boyfriend looked at his little brother. “It’s been two hours!”

“Yes Tadashi, it has been two hours!” He hissed. “Two hours of my life I will never get back. These people are insane!”

Hiro took off and locked himself in the walk-in pantry. He then proceeded to slam his face into an unopened bag of flour and scream his heart out.

“Oh my gosh, he’s so dramatic.” Tadashi stared at the door of the pantry, listening to his little brother’s muffled cries.

The bell was still ringing outside, the customer was still waiting. You laughed into Tadashi’s back, taking in his smell. Tadashi’s a clean person and not only that, his natural body smell is just pleasant. Just about everything you own smells like him, and you love it.

“Do you want me to get it?” You mumbled against his cardigan.

Your boyfriends turned around to look at you. “What? Why would you do that?”

“Just to help out.” You shrugged.

“Hun, you don’t work here. You really don’t have to.”

You scoffed, “You don’t work here either. Technically.”

“But I live here, so I kinda have to.”

“Tadashi, I practically live here.”

He laughed at that. It was pretty true. The only times you ever really went home were to get things you didn’t have, do your laundry, or if you felt like they were getting sick of you. Plus you never really feel like that anymore because the last time you said you feared Aunt Cass wanted you out of her house she almost started crying. She was afraid she’d done something to make you feel unwelcomed. Besides, you’re her girl in a house full of boys and their bots.

“Are you sure? I can get it, or force Hiro to do it.”

“No, it’s not a big deal.”

He leaned over and pecked you on the lips. “Okay, thank you hunny. I appreciate you so much.”

You walked outside the curtain only to be met with a young couple and their baby. He was holding onto her and trying to rip away a claw clip from her baby grip.

“Yeah, mommy’s clip is pretty.” He said in a small voice. “But we can’t eat it though.”

“What is she doing?” The mom asked looking back at her partner and their baby.

“Trying to eat your clip. I’m telling you she’s going to get sick, last night it was the pen then-”

“Hi there!” You walked towards them smiling. “So sorry about the wait.”

The mom shook her head. “No, it’s fine. We were trying to calm her down anyway.”

“What can I get you guys?”

They went on to order one green apple Italian soda with redbull, an iced hazelnut coffee, and a small warm almond milk with a cake pop. The entire time you were making their drinks, you couldn’t help but notice the babbling of their baby. She was adorable, dressed in a pink sundress and flower-shaped sunglasses. Everything from the sound of the blender to the noise the can of Red Bull made when popped open made her giggle.

During that entire time, you couldn’t help but wonder: What if Tadashi and you had a baby? What would you name them? If it was a boy, then you could name them after him or Hiro. Naomi was a beautiful name for a girl. You could buy them little themed onesies and decorate their rooms. They would say ‘dada’ before ‘mama’ because it’s beyond simple to connect with Tadashi. And they could go to school and crush their science department and say it’s because their dad is a genius.

By the time you snapped back into reality, you’d already made all their drinks and made sure to cool down the small milk for the baby. When you placed everything on the dropoff, the little girl reached her hand down from where she was being held and poked the back of your wrist with her tiny finger.

“Hello there!” You smiled at her. “Aren’t you adorable?”

Your face only made her start to giggle and placed her hand on her chin and flicked it outwards. Thank you in sign language. In return, you placed your hand flat on your chin and pulled it down towards your chest to say ‘You’re welcome’.

“She’s beautiful.” You spoke to her parents. “What’s her name?”

“This is Nyla,” Her mom smiled at her baby. “She just turned ten months, so we’re almost there.”

You gently clapped your hands together, “Oh that’s amazing. Congratulations.”

“What about you?” Nyla’s dad asked.

Her mom joined in on the questioning. “Any little ones?”

You almost choked on your own saliva at their question. I guess to them it didn’t seem too extreme. They barely looked three years older than you.

“No, I don’t. I haven’t been with my current boyfriend long enough for that. And I don’t even know if he wants any.”

Nyla’s mom gave you a sympathetic face. “Well, if you end up wanting any I hope the process is smooth.”

You thanked them and signed “bye” to Nyla. Despite them being gone, the baby fever they’d given you without trying lingered all the way into the night.

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While you were lying on your boyfriend’s bed scrolling on your phone through countless baby videos and falling down the rabbit hole of how skin-to-skin connection works and how to swaddle them correctly so they don’t scratch themselves when they sleep. As your back was turned you felt a dent in the bed as your boyfriend started kissing your back from your tailbone to your shoulder blades.

“What ya’ lookin’ at hun?” He plopped down next to you and started snaking his arms around your waist.

“Just scrolling,” You kept your answer vague out of fear of freaking him out. “Hey, did you know that if you rub a teething baby’s mouth with warm garlic it will make them feel better than cold cloths?”

Tadashi kissed the side of your jaw, the tingle of his minty toothpaste prickling your skin. “I did not, that’s pretty cool.”

“When you swaddle babies you’re supposed to get them little mittens because they have really sharp fingernails.” You added.

Tadashi’s face contorted with confusion. “Why all this baby talk? What are you watching?”

“Just a bunch of baby videos.”

“Why?”

You sighed and put the phone down to turn your body down and look him in the eyes. “Well, while I was helping those customers earlier. They had such a cute baby and we just talking about having kids and stuff and I think they gave me like- baby fever or something.”

To your surprise, he started to laugh.

“Why are you laughing?” You poked.

“I’m sorry,” He grabbed your wrists. “I didn’t mean to laugh, you just caught me off guard.”

Your heart flipped in your chest out of nervousness. Had you freaked him out? “Is that bad?”

“No, no it’s not.” He assured you. “So, you want a baby?”

You covered your face with your hands and groaned. “I mean, right now yeah but then I think about like the birth process and then I’m like ‘nuh unh.’”

“Well, if it makes you feel any better, I think you’d make a fantastic mom.” Tadashi smiled into your neck.

You leaned over and rammed your head into his stomach. “Can we have one?”

The feeling of Tadashi’s stomach fluctuating while he laughed pushed against your head. “Maybe later, hun.”

“So you do want kids?”

He grabbed you by the face and forced you to look back up at him. “Yeah, I’ve told you that before. I’ve said I want a daughter, and I want her to look like you, and I want to decorate her room and throw her birthdays, and go to all her school and sports events.”

“I want her to have your nose.” You admitted.

Tadashi started laughing and shaking his head. “No, no she will get bullied. Trust me I know.”

“No matter son or daughter, they should take Japanese lessons.” You added.

“Yeahhhh,” Tadashi breathed through his teeth. He knew enough Japanese to ask someone for very general directions. But the second a native speaker started talking a little too fast, all his comprehension skills started to deplete.

You could have kids in future years, when you had a shared place and both of you were done with school. Besides, it’s not like anything at all could break the two of you apart.

[promptsh20]

@promptsh20 brings you:

“I want a baby.” A baby fever prompt list.

Constantly sending the other cute baby vids and photos.

Subconsciously baby proofing spaces like the home and car. Anything harmful or threatening to a baby must go.

“Our babies would be so cute.” “Oh, yeah?”

Buying any cute article of baby clothing that they see, and doing a mini haul of what they bought for the other.

Touching base again on how many kids each other wants and having those conversations with more depth.

When their in a room and spot a baby they don’t know, they have to go over and introduce themselves.

“Did you see his little hands?”

Volunteering themselves immediately to babysit anyone’s baby.

Silently gushing to the other over babies they see in public.

“I think you’d be an amazing mother.”

During family events or gatherings with friends the other can be found with the baby, enjoying themselves immensely.

“No way. You would be a great dad, a great one.”

The other finding the baby fever thing kind of hot and wrestling with wanting to give them one and also with where they are in life to support a baby.

“How cute are you? How cute is she?”

Discussing parenting styles and scenarios involving a baby with each other.

One being extremely touched that other can visualize having a baby with them, a family.

“Would you want to have a baby with me? “I’d love to have your baby.”

Feeling heartbroken when hearing or seeing a baby cry.

One playing peek-a-boo or making a funny face at baby’s they spot at the store and the other smiling at how silly they look.

“I can’t wait to have a baby of our own.”

If a baby ruins their clothes with food or any bodily fluids expensive or not, they find it hilarious or surprising rather than awful or annoying.

“If you need a break, I don’t mind taking them for a bit. Really it’s not a problem.”

One just admiring the other when their with babies and kids and how patient they are as well as loving.

One teaching the other everything they know about babies and the other trying to learn everything diligently.

“Can’t you see us doing that?” “Actually, I can.”

[watermelonlovershigh]

"Y/n, I really want a baby!" /blurb/

AN: i started writing this the same day Gemma announced she had a baby but you know me, i'm a slow writer and proofreader. so sorry it took me a few days to have it finished and posted. hope you enjoy and make sure to leave your feedback. xoxo

This story contains: talks of wanting a baby, heavy persuasion, small smut scene, breeding kink maybe?

{ husbandrry - soft!harry - uncle!harry - current harry era }

word count- 1,484

After the pregnancy announcement of Harry's older sister Gemma, Harry has become sick with the case of baby fever and tries to convince you over and over to start having children now rather then later.

Ever since Harry has become an uncle to his sister Gemma's new little baby girl, he's had massive baby fever. And it's not like you're opposed to having a baby with Harry. Of course you want a baby with your husband of a year, boyfriend of nearly eight years. But your original plan was to wait for another year or two and that's what you were hoping to stick to. But Harry is mighty convincing.

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Gemma had invited you and Harry over to her little house back in Holmes Chapel that she shares with her long time boyfriend, Michal. Harry's been finished touring for about a month now so you had a bunch of free time to make the drive up there. When you arrived, you got the sense something was up. There was this sneakiness in the air that you couldn't ignore.

But that all ended after your dinner, as you sat on Gemma's nice plush couch, when she looks to you and then to Harry before blurting out, "We're having a baby."

Harry's eyes nearly bug out his head and he shouts, "What! Oh My God!!" He stood up from his spot on the couch as Gemma shook her head yes and walked over towards her, giving his big sister a big, warm hug. You allowed the brother - sister duo to have a moment before also standing up.

Once Gemma parted from the hug she had with her baby brother, because Harry never breaks hugs first, she reaches out to embrace you in a hug. "Oh My God, congratulations. To you both. I'm so excited for you guys."

Gemma whispers a, "Thank you." in your left ear before stepping back again.

After giving Michal a quick hug as well, Harry questions, "Wait, does Mum know?" His face is still in complete shock.

Gemma nods and responds, "Yeah, she was the second person I told. First being Michal of course. "

You each sit down again and continue the conversation, "I bet Anne sobbed when you told her."

Giggling, Gemma replies, "Oh yes. She first shouted in surprise, quite like Harry did, then cried. It was adorable and sweet."

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Later that night on your drive back home to London, you look over to the driver's seat and notice Harry has tears in his eyes. You can only see that in the dark because the street lights are reflecting off his shiny eyes. Quietly, you coo, "Harry, what's wrong? Why are your eyes all watery?"

He turns his head to look at you quickly before watching the road again, then answering, "S'just, m'so happy for Gemma. M'gonna be an uncle. But then it got me thinkin', one day m'gonna be a dad and m'gonna get to hold our small baby and care for it and love on it. They get to call me dad. Y/n, I really want a baby." After saying that last sentence, Harry lets a full blown sob come out. One that you debate whether or not to have him pull over because you don't want him to crash the car.

"Oh baby," you say in a gentle tone, reaching over the center console to run your hand soothingly up and down his arm, "it's okay. You're gonna be the best uncle to your niece or nephew and the best dad to our kids one day."

"But what if I don't want to wait for one day? What if I want kids now? Y/n, can we start tryin' for a baby?"

You giggle at his eagerness and respond, "We said another year or two, remember. But I'll consider bringing the wait time lower. Just let me have time to think on it.

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A couple weeks have gone by since Harry found out he was gonna be an uncle and his baby fever has yet to go away. You haven't gave him an answer on whether or not you want to start trying right now and Harry hasn't brought it back up either. He didn't want to bother or pressure you with answering such a big question. But, he has been bringing more persuasive hints your way.

For instance, the other day you were walking in the park and Harry spotted a little girl running up into her daddy's arms. Harry gets your attention at the sight and whispers, "Can you imagine, our little girl or boy runnin' into my arms? Where they know they'll be safe and loved. Of course your arms too but them feelin' love from their daddy is somethin' extra special."

And the imagine of that does get your ovaries tingling, you can't lie. Just picturing your child running into Harry's arms after a day at school, or after getting a little scrape on the knee, or when someone was being rude to them on the playground. Knowing their daddy will love and keep them safe. Ugh, maybe you do want a baby now.

Another time Harry has shown his baby fever recently is in bed. Right now you're on birth control so you still get to have raw sex and Harry takes advantage of that. Whispering in your ear while making love, "Gonna put a baby inside of you. Fill you up with my cum and give you all the babies in the world."

You breathed out while holding his body closer to yours, "You know I'm..... I'm on birth control, right?"

"Don't remind me. Let me just pretend, alright." Harry mutters while thrusting in to you with love and care. Obviously he knows you're on birth control and he'd never interfere with your medication knowing it's something you requested to be on for the time being. But that doesn't mean he can't pretend he's knocking you up.

And it's something Harry does, not just that time but several times following. Really every time you have sex after Gemma's pregnancy announcement where he got baby fever.

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What the final straw was to make you want kids now rather than wait until later was when Harry's niece was born and you saw Harry interact with her for the first time. A day after Gemma had given birth, she allowed you and Harry to come visit. Anne had visited first, obviously since she's the mum and grandma, but next it was you two.

When you walked into the hospital room filled with pink balloons and flowers, you saw Gemma propped up in bed with her baby cuddled to her chest. Michal sitting next to the bed in a chair. Gemma waves you both over and asks Michal to grab the baby from her arms and hand her to one of you. (you and harry washed your hands before entering the hospital room) He offers the baby to you first but you shake your head no and say, "Let Harry hold her first."

Michal hands over his baby girl to Harry and it's like some kind of instinct comes forth with how natural he makes it look holding a day old baby. Looking down at the small baby in his arms, Harry coos shakily, clear emotions in his voice, "Oh My God, Gemma, she's beautiful. So small and delicate."

The view in front of you was the best sight you think you've ever seen. Your husband holding his baby niece for the first time. And now all you can picture is you in that hospital bed, looking over at Harry but instead of his niece, he's holding your baby. The one you created together with the love you made. Maybe even doing some skin to skin contact.

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On your drive back home from the hospital, you blurt out, "Harry, I want a baby. Like right now." Harry nearly crashes the vehical. He has to actually pull over so he can make sure he heard you correctly.

"Y/n, what'd you say?"

"You heard me correctly, H. I want a baby right now. Not in a year or two. Seeing you with your niece today did something to me. Made my ovaries flutter and this big desire to see you holding our baby. A baby we made together." you explain softly.

Not thinking twice, Harry surges forward and crashes his lips to your. One hand cradles your face while the other settles on your thigh over the center console. Then breaking away to catch his breath, Harry smiles wide and speaks, "Yeah, you wanna make a baby together? When we get home m'gonna stuff you full of m'cum and get you so fuckin' pregnant."

His words turn you on beyond belief. And though you took your birth control this morning, you know tomorrow you're flushing the rest down the toilet. Harry knows the likelihood of getting you pregnant tonight is unlikely because you took your birth control today, but that isn't going to stop him from fucking you until his seed eventually sticks. Whether that takes days, months, or years.

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My Masterlist Masterpost

[preggolover06]

I enter our home and hear the shower running. I go to the bathroom and find you peering into the mirror, observing your massive pregnant belly. You didn't always feel comfortable with your body at times, but today, I could tell you were feeling extra confident. I make my way over, kiss your cheek, and let you know I will join you in a second.

I enter the shower and see that you have already gone to work washing your new massive frame. I approach from behind, gently massaging the soap on the belly and your breasts. You let out a soft moan as I pay close attention to your nipples, gently squeezing them as little droplets of milk leak out. Before long, you feel something poking into the back of you, and you can't help but smirk as you realize just how turned on I am.

You turn around and plant a passionate kiss on my lips while grabbing my throbbing cock, your belly, forcing me to move to the back of the shower. Before long, you are on your hands knees and gently sucking the tip as you stroke my shaft. Thrown off by the sudden sexual advance, I let out a moan of pleasure as I begin playing with your tits. You determine that my tip received enough attention, and you go and start stroking as you play with my balls. Eventually, I let out a grunt as I exploded all over your soapy bump.

The shower proceeds as intimately as ever as I help you wash and dry you off. I take your hand and lead you to bed, giving you your nightly massage. Soon after the massage, you give me a suggestive smirk and say, "I'm not done with you yet..." Next thing I know, I'm on my back with you on top of me, riding my cock as I enjoy the view and deposit a thick load into your womb as I realize just how beautiful pregnancy has made you. As I lay there in orgasmic bliss, I can't help but think just how much I can't wait to do it all over again and keep you pregnant for years to come.

[sunkissed-zegras]

i think i just died dead 😭😭😭😭😭

HES SO DAD ARE YPU SERIOUS?!?!

[warnersister]

Newborn Days

Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

Moments with his wife and newborn son

Bradley looks out through the window in front of him, sat upright in the bed, back against the headboard as he watches the sunrise. The two of you had booked a small cabin on the beach for a few weeks, just while you got your feet here in Miramar. Bradley’s grasp held you closer, he drew his eyes away from the growing horizon and down to where you were sat in his lap. Your head was dipped as you allowed your little baby boy to have his breakfast; eyes closed while he nursed gently on your swollen nipple. Bradley’s heart swelled with love as your tired eyes looked back at him, rocking gently to soothe your new son. He offered a small, loving smile as he leant to kiss your forehead.

He could get used to this.

[chuunai]

NEED BSD MEN HEADCANONS WITH THEM EXPERIENCING BABY FEVER FOR THE FIRST TIME

like they see a baby on social media being cute or something like that and they're just like "oh....I??? want one?????"

I’ve been waiting for this one >_<

✧˚ · . BSD men with baby fever - dazai osamu, chuuya nakahara, tachihara michizou, tetcho suehiro, sigma

summary ⋆ ★ mentions of pregnancy, babies babies babies, fluff, established relationship (dating reader), SFW with implied NSFW.

Dazai Osamu:

Dazai would only get baby fever if you two had been together for a while. That he trusts you with his being and heart. He’s lost so many others in the span of a few years, he doesn’t want to lose you too. Or a baby. A family is something that’s unknown to him. The closest thing he had to one was with Ango and Odasaku, but look how that ended up.

But when that video of a baby crawling over to her mama and papa came up on his social media feed one day, something in his mind just seemed to focus on ‘baby baby baby’. At the Agency, all he could think about was his future baby. The dark curls they’d inherit, and your lips and eyes. Kunikida could smack him for all he cared, but Dazai was the one with a girlfriend. And at home, one could say it got even more embarrassing there. Online shopping carts would magically start having baby clothes in them, and a music playlist with the title of ‘lullabies for future baby dazai <3’ appeared as well.

Of course, you ask why it’s popping up. Instead of being smart and playfully brushing it off, the fever grows to a whole new degree where he gets down on his knees in front of you and begs for a baby. He just wants a family of his own. Is it so much to ask for? Someone he’ll love unconditionally and that they’ll love him back. And wouldn’t it be the ultimate gift of your love? Something that came from the both of you and your shared efforts?

By the miracle of his persuasive words (and even more persuasive cock), you had agreed. Dazai could hardly wait for night nowadays where he’d try to stuff a baby into you. His baby. A family with you. The fever isn’t giving up, and a positive pregnancy test is his only hopeful sign of recovering.

Chuuya Nakahara

Chuuya gets baby fever very quick. It’s not his fault that he gets attached so early on in the relationship. You just complete him—the empty side where he questions everything. An answer to his purpose in life. You’re a goddess in his eyes, and he worships the ground you walk on. He also enjoys talking about you and showing you off. It’d be more impressive if he could show off a baby in your belly, though.

He blames it all on his subordinates. The fuckers are young—like him—and irresponsible. The Port Mafia is a soul’s last resort, and so one loses all sense of purpose and dignity. That leads to pregnancies, occasionally. The fathers are also usually part of the Mafia, and so when Chuuya saw the expecting parents walking around, he couldn’t help but think of you. Belly swollen with his seed, tits heavy with milk to nourish his child. He was a goner day one of the fever. The following weeks are discreetly spent reading articles about parenting, looking at cute videos of families and staring at your stomach a whole lot more now.

He tries to indirectly ask about your feelings on the topic when you’re both sleepily intoxicated on a Sunday. Snuggling up to you on the couch while his tired voice asks if you thought you two would be good parents. One hand rested absentmindedly on your stomach, kneading it slowly while you smiled and said yes. Of course, it didn’t mean you wanted one now or anything, but in the moment it sure seemed like you had said that you wanted his baby now.

That’s probably how you two ended up under the sheets, too drunk to remember protection as he prayed for a baby to be conceived. A pillow under your hips while his rolled against yours endlessly until his cum painted your cervix and walls white. He doesn’t pull out either, nor do you push him off. Deep down, he knows you want the same too. A mini-Nakahara.

Tachihara Michizou

He’s a mix of Dazai and Chuuya. He’ll get baby fever quickly after you start dating because he’s known you for so long. You two had been on the streets together for a while and joined the Hunting Dogs together. You’re his family, and he’s yours. It’s always been just you and him forever. Tachihara needs that security in order to even think about a baby of his own.

When he does, it’s when Atsushi randomly gave him a stroller with a baby in it. Tachihara had no clue on what to do when it started crying and Gin teased him for it, but damn did it look kinda similar to you and him. Then that pesky thought entered his mind after work as he tried to get it out. You’re both only nineteen, for Christ’s sake! And you haven’t even been dating for a year! Tachihara’s not going to ask you for one until you’re at least twenty-three together and still happy.

But lord, four years is a painful waiting time. But he knows you’re worth it. That the future baby is worth it. He’ll try and subtly to have you get baby fever too by going to parks more often where parents are fussing over their kids and he’ll make a comment about how you baby him like that and that your offspring will like him better. You don’t seem too convinced, but he’ll change that. Just like how he’s changing both of your future for the better.

His dreams consist of you and him raising a family in the peaceful countryside where no one will ever threaten you again. No crime or tragedy, just you and him. His biological family may all either be dead or hating him, but that doesn’t matter. You’re his family, and you love him.

Tetcho Suehiro

Tetcho doesn’t even know he has baby fever. All he knows is that he’s dating you—his heavenly angel. Everything in his life is good and normal. He has a job he deeply cherishes and loves, friends, and a civilian fiancée. The only thing he wishes for is to keep you happy and content with life and your relationship. A baby’s not on his mind for a while. Why would it? He’s got everything he needs.

But that one encounter with a child he saved from a criminal had him questioning it. The way it thanked him and hugged him got his fatherly side up and running. He thought it was just sweet of the kid to do so. Not that he wanted one of his own. Though his brain was different; insistent and pleading whenever he took you out on that one date and saw you help escort a lost child back to their parents. Tetcho’s a blunt honest individual, if you ask him something, he will most likely say the truth.

So when you see his adoring gaze at you, you ask him if he was okay and he just replies that he wants a baby too. One more thing to add to his life. You’re already engaged, he’s devoted to you forever more. He’ll take such good care of you and the baby. Money’s not an issue, and your relationship is stable and healthy. Isn’t it the best time for a baby?

He still doesn’t see it as baby fever when you tell him it. It’s just natural, right? Reproduction. He’d be a good father, he thinks. And he’ll tell you that until you give in and allow him to be a daddy-to-be.

Sigma

Sigma is also a goner day one. Coming from the Book has always made him feel out of place in the world. He has no mother, no father. No document of birth or a childhood He just came into being from words alone, and that makes him fascinated by you. He admires it, strangely enough. Your womb. The fact you could carry a baby just was stuck in his mind.

Your period is what first started his baby fever. When you first went through it shortly after your relationship began and he thought you were dying, you had to explain that you went through this every month unless you were pregnant. He offered to give you a baby, feeling bad for you. You of course said no, but he still has the offer up. He’s seen some pregnant patrons at the Casino, albeit rarely. Sigma wonders what you would look like carrying his baby. Letting him—a man not born quite like anyone else—do the honors of fathering your first child. Lord, he obsesses over it.

He has to sleep every night with his face buried in your stomach. When he falls asleep, he dreams of your future baby. It’s so bad for him. He needs to know he’s normal like everyone else. And nearly everybody can make a baby, right? If you really loved him, you’d let him try and make one with you too. To prove that yes, he’s human even if his origins are odd.

Sigma isn’t giving up. He’s a determined man with a goal in sight. He worked hard for everything he has in life right now, exhausting both his mind and body to the point of nearly insanity. A reward can be given to him, right? He’s heard Fyodor talk about God, and while he isn’t particularly religious himself, surely God will recognize his actions and give him a baby?

Here’s your meal everyone ! <3

Tags: @twst-om-lover, @xxcandlelightxx, @sinfulthoughtsposts

[goldenamaranthe-blog]

Puppy Love / Kid Vaggie Crossover

Thank you, @intrinsicepiphany for the fun idea!

Hazbins: (scrambling around the hotel while carrying cushions and pillows)

Kid Vaggie: (flying around the ceiling, weaving through lights and chandeliers, and giggling) Weeeeee~

Charlie: Vaggie! Vaggie! You've been up there for an hour, sweetheart! Can you please come down before your wings give out?

-KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!! KNOCK!!!-

Emily: (squeaks through the door of the hotel) Hi, Charlie! Sorry for dropping in last minute. Sera wanted to get those reports on-

Kid Vaggie: Yaaaawwwwwn~ (droopy eyes) Nigh-Night.... (slowly coasts down to the ground)

Charlie: I can't believe I'm saying this, but, Emily, catch her! It's Vaggie!

Emily: (looks up and sees a sleeping, curled up Kid Vaggie sucking her thumb and gliding in her direction) Hup! (jumps up with a flap of her wings and catches Vaggie, cradling her in her arms) I got her!

Charlie: Whew! Thank you so much!

Emily: (slowly fluttering back to the ground) Now, what did you say about Vaggie? And who is this adorable little cherub?

Charlie: Her. That's literally Vaggie. For some reason, she transformed into a toddler. First, it was me, and then-

Emily: (blushes brightly as she looks down at the sleeping toddler in her arms. Daydreams suddenly whirl through her mind in rapid succession)

Scene 1: Emily and Vaggie on a moonlit date in heaven.

Scene 2: Vaggie kneeling down on one knee with a ring box and Emily flapping her wings excitedly as she cries.

Scene 3: Wedding in Heaven with Charlie being Emily's Maid of Honor and Vaggie wearing a full suit.

Scene 4: Vaggie wearing slacks and a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up and her hands on a prominent baby bump under Emily's dress.

Scene 5: Emily laying in bed with a newborn baby. Baby has dark skin, white freckles, silver hair and wings, and pink eyes. Vaggie is holding Emily's hand while kissing the new mother tenderly on the head.

Emily: (catatonic, blushing, sweating, and wobbly on her feet)

Charlie: Whoa! (takes Kid Vaggie before Emily can faint) Emily, are you okay?!

Emily: (shuffles over to the window, gets on her knees, and prays) Our Holy Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name. Thy kingdom come-

Charlie: Uhhhhh.... (glances at sleeping Vaggie in her arms and gets similar daydream scenes buzzing through her mind but replaced herself with Emily as she heats up exponentially) Whoooooooooooa.... wobbly...... need to sit down.

Angel: Whoa! I gotcha! (catches Charlie and sits her down in the chair next to where Emily is still praying) I'll take Vags up to her room and put her to bed. (grabs Vaggie and gets similar daydreams but with Husker and having a perfect cat-spider baby) Yikes! Okay, that makes sense. Let's get this little pipsqueak to bed so I can stop daydreaming.

[rascal-xo]

At Peace - Simon Riley x Female Reader One Shot

Chapter Summary: Simon finds peace being with his family. Something he never thought he’d ever get to have.

Warnings: None, pure tooth rotting fluff

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A/N: Can you tell that I have insane baby fever right now 😭

Requested by Anonymous

You lay in bed, nestled close to Simon, the man you love more than anything in the world. The room is bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight streaming in through the curtains. Your tiny 5-month-old baby rests peacefully on Simon’s bare chest, their tiny form rising and falling with each gentle breath. It’s a sight that fills his heart with warmth and contentment.

Simon, your beloved Simon, looks down at your sleeping child with a mixture of wonder and serenity on his ethereal face. He never thought he’d have a chance at a moment like this, a chance at a family. His once-tormented existence has been transformed into a life filled with love, all thanks to you.

As you shift in your sleep, unconsciously snuggling even closer to Simon, he reaches out a hand to gently stroke your hair. The touch is tender, filled with the kind of affection that only a man who’s been given a second chance at happiness can offer.

He believed, with unwavering conviction, that he didn’t deserve the two of you. It was a haunting belief that gnawed at him, no matter how many nights he spent cradling your baby or whispering sweet nothings to you.

He often thought about his past, the mistakes he’d made, and the choices that led him to become a wandering spirit before he found his way to you.

Those memories haunted him, reminding him of his own flaws and the harm he might have caused in his previous life. These ghosts of his past continued to whisper in his ear, convincing him that he was undeserving of the love and happiness he now possessed.

Simon’s eyes, though filled with adoration whenever he looked at you and your child, were also tinged with guilt and insecurity. He saw the purity in your love, the innocence of your child’s smile, and he couldn’t help but feel like an imposter, like someone who didn’t belong in this perfect picture.

In this quiet, intimate moment, as your baby’s soft breaths and your faint, soothing presence surround him, he realize that he has everything he’ll ever need, as long as he has the two of you.