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20 Day Slim Legs Workout

Do you want to have slim, skinny, thin, and lean legs? Lots of people have issues with lower body fat like their legs and glutes and they're looking for ways to remedy this. The good news is you can get rid of leg fat by exercising everyday at home! But you have to know exactly what exercises to do and for how long, and how much to rest between exercises.

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legs and shoulders workout To Beef Up Your Muscles

legs and shoulders workout To Beef Up Your Muscles

Legs and Shoulders Workout To Beef Up Your Muscles The Importance Of A Well-Balanced Workout When you’re paying your gym dues, you’ve probably seen guys with excellent tight abs, big biceps, but skinny and weak legs. People often joke that they haven’t done their leg day. If you don’t want to end up in this predicament, make sure you choose workouts that target all muscle groups. Muscle…

[callsignhoney]

just a chance ➤

pairing(s) ➤ bradley “rooster” bradshaw x reader

genre ➤ a little angst, fluff

summary ➤ your reckless behavior leads to a water logged confession

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Your hands hadn’t stopped shaking since the day before. Usually, you had total control from the second you put on your flight suit to the moment your feet hit the tarmac. You grip the yoke with steady hands and are fully in control of your plane. You’ve always felt at home in the cockpit, free in a way you never felt on the ground.

Your hands still wouldn’t stop shaking. It didn’t matter that you’d made it out with nothing but a few bruises. It didn’t matter if the doctors told you Catchphrase, your weapons system operator and best friend, would be fine. They told you he’d been in and out of consciousness and likely had a concussion but would otherwise be fine. That didn’t matter.

You almost died yesterday. You and Catch almost died. Your engines failed. You spiraled uncontrollably. Catch was still in g-LOC from the training exercise you’d just completed. Maverick was ordering you to leave him, to save yourself. You disobeyed.

“Catch, wake the hell up!” you’d screamed. “Come on, Catchphrase! Don’t do this to me! Wake up!”

“Parkway, leave it! Eject! Eject now!” Maverick had yelled at you.

You couldn’t leave him. He’d been with you through everything. If he was going down, you were going with him.

“LINCOLN HARLOW, GET YOUR ASS UP AND EJECT RIGHT NOW!”

He gained just enough consciousness to eject himself before you followed suit. You two narrowly avoided the deadly crash that would have followed. You had almost lost your wingman.

Your hands would not stop shaking.

“Park!” a voice bellowed from behind you.

You recognized it and didn’t deign to turn.

“Park! Parkway!”

You closed your eyes and let the salty sea breeze blow on your face. Water lapped around your knees and up to the bottom of your thighs. The setting sun glowed warmly as it began to sink below the horizon.

“PARK!”

You came here for some quiet but evidently would not be finding it. Looking over your shoulder revealed a very pissed off Rooster standing on the shoreline.

“Hey.”

“Don’t ‘hey’ me, dumbass. What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Excuse me?”

“What were you thinking?! You almost got yourself killed! What would have happened if you died? Huh? What would have happened?”

“I don’t want to talk about this,” you said simply, turning away from him.

“That’s too damn bad, because we’re going to. You can’t put yourself in danger like that! When your captain tells you to eject, you do it. You don’t wait around. Those extra seconds you spent in that plane could have killed you. We don’t get a little extra time up there.”

“I don’t need you to tell me things I already know,” I shouted over my shoulder at him.

“Then—Jesus Christ, you self sacrificing piece of shit,” Rooster mumbled.

A glance behind you showed Rooster pulling off his shoes and socks and rolling up his pant legs, beginning to wade out to you. You huffed out an annoyed breath.

“I don’t know what you want from me, Rooster,” you said.

“I want you to tell me what you were thinking putting yourself in danger like that!”

“You wouldn’t get it.”

“Oh yeah? Try me.”

You rounded on him, shoving him back. “You don’t have someone in your plane with you, Bradshaw. You don’t have someone relying on you to keep them safe. If you go down, you don’t have to experience the fear of both of you not making it. You get to worry about yourself and no one else. I don’t get that luxury!”

Rooster pushed you right back. “And how would Catch feel knowing you almost died because of him?”

“Pretty damn good, I’d hope, seeing as I saved his life!”

“By almost losing yours!”

You shoved him again. “He’s safe! What’s it even matter?”

Rooster pushed you back. “It matters because I almost lost you!”

“You never even had me!”

“And I almost never got the chance!”

Another shove sends Rooster back, foot catching on something that sends him falling into the water. You can’t find it in you to feel bad. He kept pushing you, so you pushed him back. But what did he mean he “almost never got the chance?”

Flinging water everywhere, Rooster rose up out of the ocean, now completely soaked. You stare at him, mouth open. You wouldn’t apologize for shoving him, but did he mean that? He almost lost you. He almost never got the chance to have you. He wanted you?

“What does that mean?” you demanded.

“What do you think it means?” Rooster spat with a mouthful of sea water, shaking water from his hair like a wet dog.

“You—you can’t just—what does that even—?”

“I care about you, okay? You’re amazing! And I’ve wanted to tell you but it was never the right time but then yesterday happened and—… I’m scared that if I keep waiting I’ll lose you entirely.”

“You never even had me,” you repeated lamely, weakly.

“That’s my point!” he exploded. “I want you! You’re all I’ve wanted since I met you.”

“That was, like, four years ago.”

“I know, I’m pathetic. Thank you for pointing out the obvious.”

“No, I—it’s just—… You want me?”

“Yes,” he emphasized. “Is that really so hard for you to wrap your head around?”

“I’d convinced myself you wouldn’t want me like that,” you admitted. “It didn’t seem probable. Or very smart, to be honest, considering fraternization and all that. But I want you, too.”

Rooster let out a breath. “That’s good. Otherwise this would have been really embarrassing.”

“You’re insufferable,” you scowled.

“And you’re a reckless idiot. We all have our faults.”

“My ‘fault’ saved my best friend’s life.”

“And I almost lost you.” Rooster held your face in his hands and you were acutely aware of just how close the two of you were, just how easy it would be to kiss him. “Don’t make me lose you.”

“That’s a dangerous promise to make in our line of work,” you breathed.

You could feel his breath fan across your lips as he tilted your head up to his. Four years he’d been waiting to do this. How long had you waited to have him? You don’t know when friendship tilted towards something deeper, more intimate but at some point your yearning for him was no longer platonic.

“Then at least give me a chance to have you before you self destruct,” he amended.

“That can be arranged.”

“Glad to hear it.”

You held your breath as he moved to close the distance between you. His head tilted to the side. Your lips slotted together, and you’re sure nothing had ever felt more perfect. He held you tighter until you couldn’t have pulled away even if you wanted to. You held onto him as he wrapped an arm around your waist.

Then your feet came out from under you as he unceremoniously tossed you into the surf, dunking you underwater. You popped back up spluttering to the sound of Rooster’s laughter. You shoved your hair out of your face.

“Oh my god,” he laughed, “oh, that’s payback, darling.”

“You know when I said I’d give you a chance? I take that back now.”

He caught you by your hips and pulled you into him. “No returns, refunds, or exchanges.”

“God, what?” you groaned. “That’s a crappy return policy.”

“Looks like you’ll just have to keep the merchandise, then.”

You hummed. “Maybe I just will.”

You wrapped a hand around the back of Rooster’s neck and pulled him down to kiss you. He returned it eagerly, mouth fitting against yours. He went to slide an arm around you again but you caught it.

“Dunk me again and we’re gonna have problems,” you warned against his lips.

He hummed and reconnected them.

His hands instead found purchase on your thighs and tugged, lifting you up to wrap your legs around his waist. He kissed you again, and again. Now that he’d started kissing you, he didn’t want to stop. You didn’t want him to. You could get drunk on him faster than any liquor in the world.

Making himself fall backwards, Rooster took you down with him as he fell into the water. You coughed as you came back up, Rooster right beside you and laughing again. You splashed him and he didn’t even try to defend himself, not until you tackled him back underwater and he got to his feet, collecting you up in his arms.

“Rooster, I swear to god—“

He threw you into the water again. When you righted yourself, you launched yourself at him. Arms around his shoulders, you dragged him down underwater with you. With you still hanging around his neck, continually trying to drag him under, he crawled toward the beach until the waves were little more than trickles of water at your feet.

“You are a vengeful little thing,” he said, bracing himself above you as you finally released him and dropped onto you back on the sand below him.

“You’re lucky I didn’t have my phone on me.”

He laughed. He ducked down to kiss you and you let him, cupping his jaw.

“Your mustache tastes like sea water,” you muttered into the kiss.

He darted down to kiss your neck. “You taste like sea water.”

“I wonder why,” you said.

“Who knows?”

You laughed, cut off as Rooster kissed you again.

You returned home that night partially covered in sand, smelling like the ocean, and hand in hand with Rooster. If you were looking for a distraction, you sure found a hell of a one. You kissed him goodnight and told him to get some sleep for tomorrow’s training. As you followed your own instructions, you realized your hands had finally stopped shaking.

[floralseokjin]

⤑ 9 months to fall in love 15.

It seems like everyone around you is either already in love, or in the process of falling, and while normally you couldn’t give a damn, finding out the co-worker you’ve had a teensy crush on is dating someone else at the office seems to sucker punch you right in the gut. It’s stupid, and you’re irritated at yourself, but you can’t seem to shake out of the funk you’ve fallen face first in.

Feeling lonely and heartsore, and mad for no reason, during drinks with your best friend you spot a man at the bar. Tequila confident, you make your way over to the stranger, and successfully one thing leads to another. The next morning you leave before he’s woken up, feeling satisfied in one way, but still as discontented as ever. Telling yourself it was an inebriated mistake, you quickly try to forget about it.

Only, three weeks later that night comes back to haunt you – in a very unescapable way…

pairing; kim seokjin x f reader au/genre; unplanned pregnancy, strangers to lovers, slow burn, romance (dare I say romcom in places), smut, angst, (melo)drama, dual pov words; 6,912

warnings/includes (!) prenatal appointments, the appearance of a really cute niece and nephew, minor descriptions of sex, Seokjin’s inner wolf makes an appearance lmfao, Oc officially starts showing, Yoongi appears! Glob’s sex is revealed!!! (the poll results were correct! well done!) 

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*inspired by the manhwa ‘Positively Yours.’

note; this is your warning: angst is imminent… 😬 but please enjoy this chapter tyyy! 

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A couple of days later, you had your 16-week prenatal appointment. After the routine check-up, you got to listen to Glob’s heartbeat and see them on the screen again. You’d requested an ultrasound beforehand, wanting to document Glob’s development every step of the way. You couldn’t wait to go home and compare this sonogram with the 9-week and 12-week ones. It was obvious they had grown a lot (the size of an avocado now! Dr. Choi had informed you), and you could make out their adorable little facial features. Seokjin was convinced they looked like you, but you thought the opposite of course. 

This was actually a pretty big week for Glob. They would begin to hear your voice, their bones and muscles were taking shape, they were growing hair and toenails, their liver and pancreas were starting to work, their legs developing, and their tastebuds were busy forming too! Sooner or later, you would start to experience movement, called ‘quickening,’ which would probably feel more like flutters at first, or tiny pulses. You might even mistake it for gas, but over time you would be able to pinpoint and become familiar with baby’s movements. Plus, as the weeks went by, they would get stronger. It was still a while to go before you would be able to visibly see Glob moving, but the thought excited you greatly – Seokjin, too. 

When Dr. Choi asked how you’d been feeling lately, your reply was ‘pretty great,’ which was an understatement, to be quite honest, all down to recent events. But pregnancy wise? You hadn’t thrown up in weeks and had stopped feeling nauseous altogether. You were feeling more energetic (recent events also proved that…), and your skin was looking pretty fricking good, the best it had since you were a baby yourself, probably. As if Yuna’s words at that restaurant all those weeks ago had been a bad omen, you had recently started to suffer with a tiny bit of constipation, but Dr. Choi advised you to eat high fibre foods and to keep drinking lots of water, especially with the summer weather approaching. You might also start experiencing some mild backache, especially because you sat at a desk for work all day. She gave you a pamphlet on low impact exercises you could start doing and suggested a support pillow for your office chair. You appreciated how helpful and kind she was, and you couldn’t really blame her for admiring Seokjin whatever chance she had, even if she did think she was being discreet about it. He was breathtakingly gorgeous, after all. It didn’t stop you secretly thinking to yourself ‘HAH I had sex with him last night’ though, and you came to the conclusion that it wasn’t your hormones at all, you were just childish… 

Before you left, you scheduled your mid-pregnancy ultrasound, the next big appointment, and the one that would reveal the sex of the baby if you wanted it to. You were both still undecided but had plenty of time to make your minds up.

That evening, Seokjin had plans with Namjoon. It made you really happy to think a potential friendship could be blossoming between the two of them, but the idea of spending the night without Seokjin didn’t fill you with the same feeling. Though, it was probably best to take some space every once in a while, things had definitely ramped up this past week, and you didn’t want to ruin anything. Yes, you were already having a baby together, but you didn’t want to rush your relationship, as ridiculous as that sounded. This was new for both of you, so you needed to be sensible about it. However, it didn’t stop you from wondering how you were ever going to fall asleep tonight without his warm and firm arms around you…

At least you could use the time to phone Yeonja and invite yourself (and a plus one – or two with Glob) around for lunch this weekend. You were still on a high from telling Seokjin and Yuna’s families, their acceptance and excitement giving you some much needed confidence, but that didn’t stop the nerves you felt as you picked up your phone and scrolled through your contacts. In the end though, there was no need, because you couldn’t get a word in edgeways when she picked up the call immediately. 

“Oh ____ darling, I was going to call you tonight! What a coincidence! I hope you’ve been well. Listen, me and your father have some news…” 

You listened in horror and disappointment as she proceeded to tell you about a month-long cruise they’d booked last minute, and would be departing for very early come Saturday morning. All your plans went out the window, and you cupped your stomach as she waffled on, telling you that your siblings were more than trusted enough to be in charge of the house, but if anything happened, she’d told them they could contact you, if that was all right. Of course, you’d replied, feeling a mild pang of guilt when you tried to remember the last time you’d actually spoke to Jueun and Jihoon. You’d been so caught up in your own life you’d totally forgotten about theirs. You hoped Yeonja and your dad a fun and safe trip before saying your goodbyes, but then suddenly, you felt yourself panic. 

“Yeonja—” you blurted, before she had a chance to hang up. 

“Yes, honey?” 

You hesitated, unsure how much you wanted to say on the phone. You couldn’t leave it another month, could you? You’d be showing by then, but telling her the news on the phone seemed so impersonal, not to mention you wanted your father to find out at the same time. Just imagining that loudspeaker phone call made you want to fall through the floor. 

“When you and dad get back, can I come around for lunch?” you settled on. 

“Of course. You know you’re always welcome. We haven’t seen you in weeks.” 

“I know,” you sighed guiltily. “I’m sorry. I’ve been…busy.” It was true to an extent, but you’d also been avoiding them as much as possible too. You took a breath, psyching yourself up. “Can I bring someone?” 

“Mm?” You’d lost her. 

“For lunch,” you explained. “When you get back. I really want to introduce you to someone.” 

You were met with shocked silence. Then, quietly, hopefully, Yeonja asked: “Someone as in… a boyfriend?” 

“Yes.” 

“____,” she gasped. “A boyfriend?! No wonder you’ve been so busy! Tell me everything immediately!” 

“Not now,” you couldn’t help but laugh. She sounded giddy. “When you get back you can learn all about him. Personally.”

She whined. Actually whined. “Do you think your dad would mind if I cancel the cruise?” 

“Yes! He would!” you laughed again, nodding your head. “I’ll see you in a month, okay?” 

“Yes, okay,” she relented with a sigh. “Bye ____. I can’t wait to let your father know!” 

You didn’t think he’d share the same level of enthusiasm, but you didn’t point that out. “Bye, Yeonja. Enjoy!” 

“We will. Oh, and ____?” 

“Yes?”

Her voice was gentle this time, and you could hear her obvious smile in her voice. “I’m so happy for you.” 

“Thank you,” you responded with a smile of your own. 

You’d fooled yourself into thinking her happiness and excitement would be grating, especially because you settling down with someone had been something she’d been going on and on about for years, but in actuality, it was a nice feeling. To have someone be happy for you, excited for you, it felt good, and even though you were disappointed you couldn’t tell her or your father the most important part of the news, this would be enough for now. There wasn’t really much else you could do. 

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Just as you were getting ready for bed, you got a call from a ‘merry’ Seokjin. (He was very insistent on the merry part.) If he got into the Uber right now, was he allowed to give them your address? All your internal talk about sensibility went out the window, you wanted to see him and he obviously wanted to see you too… When you opened the door to him twenty minutes later, you were met with a wonky smile, his face flush with alcohol, but he wasn’t drunk he assured you again, just ‘merry.’ He did apologise though, this seemed to be becoming a habit, but he hoped this time you’d let him share your bed – and your shower if that was possible. He wasn’t long, dressed in a set of pyjamas he’d left at your place already and his breath minty fresh courtesy of the extra toothbrush now sat in the holder. You liked having his things in your house, the same as you liked having your things in his… 

He got into bed and sidled up close to you, pressing his face into the crook of your neck and hooking his arms under your waist to hug you to his body. He hummed in satisfaction, one of his legs between yours, and placed a kiss to your shoulder. 

“Did you have fun tonight?” you asked, wrapping your arms around him, liking that his damp hair smelled like your ginger shampoo. He hummed again. “Did you talk about me?” 

“Of course.” 

You smiled, the way his lips moved as he spoke tickling, but you didn’t press him. After a short while, you heard his breathing start to even out, puffing against your shoulder, presuming he was falling asleep, and wondering how awkward that was going to be for you considering he was wrapped around you like a monkey.

“I told myself I should stay away tonight.” The unexpected sound of his voice made you jerk in surprise, and you waited for him to continue. “I don’t want to rush anything, but I can’t help it,” he admitted with a whisper. 

Your fingers played with the ends of his hair.  “I was thinking the same… I’m glad you called. I missed you.” 

“I missed you, too,” he replied, giving you another small squeeze. “I mean, you’re already pregnant,” he reasoned. “We skipped alotta steps.” 

“That’s true,” you laughed. Your situation wasn’t exactly the norm, and anyway, if you wanted to see Seokjin every day, why shouldn’t you? You were happy and secure, and you’d been working up to this for weeks now, months. You’d already taken your time, been sensible, made sure everything felt right. You were certain of your feelings, certain of his. Certain of this…relationship. 

“Listen,” you began, thinking you should tell him now instead of waiting until the morning when he was rushing to leave. “I called Yeonja this evening. Before I could get us an invite to lunch, she told me her and dad are going on a month-long cruise…”

Seokjin lifted his head, his hair flattened to his forehead comically. “When?”

“Saturday. 3am.” They had to leave that early to make the drive down. 

“That messes things up a bit. We can’t tell them the news without them there.”

He successfully managed to make you laugh, the sound wheezing out of you, but you still felt guilty, pushing his hair out of his eyes. “I’m sorry.” 

“Hey, it’s not your fault,” he said, stroking your back. 

“But if we’d told them sooner…” 

He shook his head. “We weren’t ready then.” 

Correction: you weren’t ready. 

“It’s only a month.” 

“I’m going to show up at their door 5 months pregnant,” you snorted. 

“Look on the bright side, you’ll have a bump by then.” His grin made you grin, feeling him happily stroke your stomach. He couldn’t wait for you to start showing properly.

You leaned up to kiss him, sandwiching his bottom lip between yours softly. “I told her I wanted to introduce them to someone when they got back. Yeonja was over the moon to find out I have a boyfriend.” 

He tilted his head, giving you a slow smile. “A boyfriend? Is that what I am?” 

“If you want to be,” you whispered, kissing him again. 

He chuckled quietly, rubbing your nose with his. “I think I’m slightly more than that, don’t you think?” 

You didn’t need to respond. He was right, it was obvious. 

That one month passed by in a blur. 

You visited Seokjin’s parents twice more. The first you’d been granted the honour of flipping through three full photo albums of little boy Seokjinie, absolutely in your element, snapping pictures on your phone to show Yuna at a later date. You couldn’t get enough of that cute button nose and those round dark eyes and rosebud lips. Mikyung narrated the story behind every photo, much to Seokjin’s disdain and your delight. Seeing pictures of Seokjin’s parents at the hospital holding a new-born Seokjin in their arms made you feel an indescribable eagerness – and longing – for that moment to happen to you. 

The second time, Seokjin’s brother and wife were there too, their two children in tow, who were literally the most adorable children you’d ever met. Jiu was still very young, not yet two, so she was a little unsure upon meeting you, hiding behind her mom on wobbly feet, tugging at her dress, begging to be picked up. Taeoh on the other hand was boisterous and talkative, curious about the stranger in his grandparents’ home. After lunch, he practically dragged you up the stairs to what he called his and Jiu’s ‘Toy Room,’ showing off each car and doll and piece of Lego with pride and enthusiasm. 

Soon boring himself, he stood next to where you sat on the worn leather couch, Seokjin by your side. He hovered, moving from one foot to the other, his small hand resting on your thigh as he glanced up at you inquisitively. “My mommy says this is my cousin inside there.” There was just above your bellybutton, a chubby finger poking you softly. 

“She’s right,” you laughed just as soft, amused and finding him cute as fuck, his other hand pushing his jet-black hair from his eyes. 

“Is it a boy cousin or a girl cousin?” 

“We don’t know yet. Would you like us to find out?” 

Taeoh nodded enthusiastically, resting is hand on your thigh again. “Yes. ’Cos then I can know if to share my-my cars with them.” He was excited, stuttering slightly as he attempted to get his words out quickly, out of breath and bouncing on his feet. 

“Taeoh, I’m sure your baby cousin can play with your cars regardless—I mean, it doesn’t matter,” – Seokjin corrected himself quickly, understanding a five-year old probably wouldn’t know what the word ‘regardless’ meant – “if they’re a boy or girl. You don’t mind what toys you play with, do you? You play with everything.” 

“I do,” he agreed. “But-but Jiu doesn’t like my cars. She always throws them and tries to break them.” 

“I think that’s just Jiu’s way of playing, buddy,” Seokjin chuckled. “She’s still a baby.” 

“No, she’s not!” he argued loudly, jumping. “She’s nearly THIS many!” He started to brandish two fingers around. 

“That many,” you gasped, curling an arm around his waist when he tripped into your leg. “And how many are you?” 

“Five!” He lifted the rest of his fingers proudly, laughing like it was the funniest thing in the world when Seokjin leaned over to high five him. 

Soon enough, he was gazing up at you with the same sparkling eyes Seokjin – and Seokwon, you’d learned today – had. “Can I tell you something, ____?” In the two hours that he’d grown to know you, your name had become his new favourite word. He also said it with that cute kid voice that made everything sound adorable. 

“Of course, Taeoh.” You smiled when he started to curl a strand of your hair around his finger. Everything he did, he did carefully. 

“My daddy said that babies are made when two people love each other very much.” 

Despite your eyes widening a fraction, not expecting the turn in conversation, you managed to nod your head in agreement. “That’s true.” 

He could learn when he was much, much older, that making babies was often one of the easiest things to do in the world. Just like you had learned the same not even five months ago. 

“But if Jin loves you so much, why-why has it taken this long to meet you?” 

You tried not to snort with laughter, instead turning to your more-than-a-boyfriend boyfriend with a smirk. “Jin?” You’d leave the hard questions for him. You were still in training. 

“Well,” he began, followed by a comically long pause, obviously racking his brains. “That’s because I didn’t want to share ____ with anyone.” 

“Why not?” 

“Because I wanted to keep her all to myself.” 

“Why?” 

“Because I just wanted to.” 

“But why?” 

You couldn’t help it then, bursting out with laughter. This child would make a great interrogator one day, that was for sure. Taeoh blinked up at you, his lips curling up at the edges, making his cheeks puff out, before he started to laugh too. “Do you find me funny, ____?” he asked happily, beaming when you nodded in agreement.

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Much later, after you’d driven back to Seokjin’s apartment and had a late but light dinner, you brought up something that had been niggling in the back of your mind. You’d spend most of the ride home thinking about how you practically had zero experience with children and babies, having spent the ride there, worrying about how you were going to even interact with Seokjin’s niece and nephew. Thankfully, it had all gone well, but you still couldn’t entirely quell your silly doubts. 

Both your parents had been only children, so growing up you’d had no aunts or uncles, no cousins. When your siblings had been born you’d been a teenager, and you hadn’t been around all that much. It felt like an eternity ago now. The last baby you’d held was three years ago when you’d met up with a childhood best friend who’d recently given birth. Come November you’d surely be out of your depth, no? You didn’t know anything about feeding babies and changing their diapers, didn’t know what their cries meant, if they sounded different at all. 

Or maybe all this worrying was redundant. Maybe an immediate maternal instinct would kick in and you’d magically know everything once your baby was in your arms… 

“And you think I’m any better?” Seokjin chuckled once he’d listened to your word-vomit, wrapping his arm around you on the sofa, squeezing your shoulders reassuringly. 

“At least you have some experience,” you grumbled. 

He paused, thinking. “I still think it’s difficult. Like, relating to kids, having conversations with them…” 

“Pfft.” That was hard to believe, he always acted like a big kid when he was with Hoseok and Jungkook. You’d seen it in action multiple times by now.  

“Come on, if Taeoh had asked me how babies were made? God knows what I would have said.” 

You laughed, remembering back to Taeoh’s incessant questioning. “You handled his grilling very well.” Seokjin’s hum was neither agreeing nor disagreeing, making you smile. “It was nice seeing Uncle Jin in action today. They both love you.” 

The quirk of his mouth made a singular dimple appear. “Well, of course, it’s hard not to.” 

“I think someone’s very full of themselves,” you snorted, resting your temple on his shoulder. 

His returning laughter vibrated through you, but then he kissed the top of your head. “Don’t be nervous, angel. Glob will be different. When they’re born, it’ll just be easy. You’re going to be a great mother.” 

His sudden words made you feel choked up, your throat slightly painful, so you said nothing in reply, not trusting yourself to. After a moment, sensing the mood, so attune to your emotions, he joked: “Taeoh absolutely loved you. Did you see him? Couldn’t stop touching you. I’m gonna have to keep my eye on him. A little Mr. Steal Your Girl in the making.” 

The moment lightened; a laugh bubbled out of you. “Has he been taking lessons off Jungkook?” 

“Hey! Is there something you want to tell me?” 

Laughing harder, you lifted your head. When Seokjin kissed you, you closed your eyes and really let yourself feel it, feel him. Three days ago, you’d given him a key to your house for no other reason that it just felt like the next thing to do, the right thing to do. He’d used it for the first time yesterday, exclaiming loudly as he came through the door ‘Honey, I’m home,’ making you laugh like a hyena. You did that a lot around him. Laugh. You teased that he wasn’t even that funny, and you were probably laughing at him most of the time, but he didn’t care about the reason, he told you, he just liked hearing the sound of your happiness. 

“You too,” you smiled when he broke away, your words only confusing him. “You too,” you repeated gently, “you’re going to be a great father.” 

That took him by surprise, his face flushing briefly before he shook his head and groaned. “Don’t jinx it.” 

“Seriously,” you maintained. “If I wasn’t doing this with you, I’d have lost my mind months ago” 

You’d lucked out. Majorly. Any other man would have probably left you at that hospital and never looked back. 

When Seokjin smiled, you kissed the corner of his mouth. “Thank you.” 

“You don’t have to thank me, ____. I’m not doing this out of duty or pity.” 

“No, I mean, thank you for breaking that condom and coming inside of me.” 

Seokjin’s laughter was loud and unrestrained, delighting you. Just as he liked hearing the sound of your happiness, you liked to hear his too. “It was my pleasure,” he replied. “No seriously, lots and lots of my pleasure…”  

It was your turn to laugh loudly then. 

At around 18 weeks pregnant, your bump seemed to pop overnight. You’d read about it numerous times but hadn’t quite believed it to be true until it happened to you. One minute there was barely a swell, the next people were giving up their seat to you on the subway, confirming that yes, you were now quite noticeably pregnant. It was around that time you first started to feel belly flutters too. At first, you had mistaken it for gas, just like Dr. Choi had said, a feeling like bubbles popping making you think you needed to give chewing on chillies a rest. Although recently, you’d been craving toast, at all hours of the day. (Just two nights ago, Seokjin had found you making it in his kitchen at 4am.) But back to the flutters, the popping soon morphed into what felt like muscle spasms, and after a brief call with Dr. Choi, she confirmed that what you were experiencing was indeed quickening. It was all very exciting, even for Seokjin who couldn’t feel a thing. However, that didn’t stop him from laying his head against your lower stomach whatever chance he got. All he got though, was to hear your stomach digesting your food… 

With the appearance of your bump, Yuna thought it was a good idea to start sending you images and video clips of pregnant people with absolutely mahoosive bumps. The fact skin could stretch that much baffled you, and you felt weak at the knees every time you imagined growing even remotely that big. It didn’t help that Seohyun, Seokjin’s sister-in-law, had let slip about how big Kim babies could get in the womb. You were terrified, and a little irked that Seokjin hadn’t warned you earlier. Seokjin’s brother had been nearly ten pounds being born, while Seokjin had been ‘smaller.’ 8lb 5oz didn’t sound very small to you! 

So, because of Yuna and the Kim family, you’d started moisturising your bump like holy hell. You needed to maintain your skin’s elasticity as much as possible. Stretch marks didn’t upset you, you were no stranger to them already, but actually splitting open did. Scrap that, upsetting you wasn’t the correct word, it was downright haunting you, nightmares in the middle of the night style. Seokjin was a big fan of ‘moisturising time’ as he liked to call it. At first, you’d roped him into helping you rub the cream into your lower back, but now he pretty much did everywhere. 9 out of ten times it ended in sex. Seokjin blamed it on all the touching. Every time he touched your bare skin in practically any capacity at all, he “popped a boner like some horny teenager.” (His eloquent words, not yours.) 

Tonight had been much the same. You’d shared a Ghost moment, but instead of helping you make pottery, Seokjin had rubbed moisturiser into your stomach from behind, all while his very erect penis had pressed against your lower back… In general, Seokjin loved to touch and hold your belly during sex, even more so now that you were showing. His favourite way to have you was either from behind or spooning, he had the best grip that way. Tonight it was the latter. Pumping into you steadily, his ragged breath in your ear, his palm on your stomach, firm and warm, stroking up, then down, repeating. You couldn’t lie, when he touched you like this it felt so intimate. 

You moaned, twisting so you could kiss him, your mouth knocking against his chin before he righted it, matching your moan when your fingers twisted through his thick hair. “I’m close,” he admitted, voice tight. Slowly, his hand travelled down between your legs and he caught your clit between his knuckles, rubbing it with the pad of his thumb. You jerked, the pleasure acute and intense, your walls clenching around him. His grunt as he started to spill inside you encouraged your own orgasm, clit pulsing along with his motions, before his hand found its way against your stomach again, holding you against his chest as you both came to and caught your breath. 

When you came back after peeing, Seokjin was still in the same position, lifting his arm so you could snuggle back against him, kissing the back of your neck with a happy noise, spooning once again. This was your favourite place to be, in his humungous bed, sharing his body warmth, the smell of his skin, the feel of his hair tickling your face. 

“Does the fact you got me pregnant turn you on?” Your question was random and loud, taking him by surprise. 

“What?” It amused you greatly to know his first reaction was to deny it. You said nothing in response, waiting for him. Finally, he relented, mumbling into your shoulder. “I-I don’t know…Yes…?” 

“Why are you embarrassed?” you laughed. “Tell me what’s hot about it.” You grabbed his hand, placed it over your stomach again, relishing in the warmth. “Come on, I’m curious.” 

Seokjin lifted up on his elbow, looking down at you in mild confusion, but he knew you well enough now to know that you wouldn’t be letting this go. “Well…” he began, running his palm up a little, resting it just under your breasts. He rubbed his jaw against your cheek, his weekend stubble feeling good. (But it would feel even better against your thighs…) “Other than the fact I find you absolutely gorgeous like this…” 

You grinned, distracted enough to not notice at first that he’d trailed off and gotten embarrassed again. “And…?” you prompted, eager for more.  

He settled back down, groaning against your neck. “I don’t know, it’s just—I did that. I got you pregnant.” You waited for more patiently. “I never thought it was something I’d be into. Well, I didn’t give it much thought before, didn’t need to…but…” His hand moved to your stomach again, fingertips pressing in slightly. “You’re carrying my baby inside of you.” 

The way he said it sent a shiver up your spine, your nipples hardening. You opened your mouth, which was now dry, to say something, anything, but he wasn’t done. 

“I think about it every time I come.” 

His voice was deep, husky, and you felt your stomach swoop, suddenly hot all over. 

“I sound creepy as fuck,” he groaned again, hiding his face against your shoulder, 

“Not creepy,” you insisted with a small laugh. You were turned on all over again. 

“Really?” He sounded doubtful. 

“No. Just…alpha?” 

You couldn’t think of a better word, suddenly reminded of all those cringy alpha male books you’d come across over the years. However, call you biased, you didn’t care, hearing Seokjin say those kind of things was hot. If it was someone called Landon from Her Alpha King, or something equally as cliché, you would have been gagging. 

“Alpha?” He asked all confused. “Like…wolves?” 

“I guess,” you laughed. “You sound like some alpha male.”

“That doesn’t sound like me at all.” 

“No,” you agreed. “You’re too soft and sweet.” 

“I’m not soft!” 

“You are right now,” you teased, reaching behind you to cup his flaccid dick, squeezing gently. 

He nudged his hips, voice low in your ear. “Give it a minute.” 

“Again?!” 

“Yes. This wolf can go all night, baby!” 

He had you on your back and was on top of you in an instant, growling and snapping at your neck, and you shrieked loudly, absolutely mortified, but finding it hilarious all the same.  

“Oh shit, sorry!” 

At the sound of Yoongi’s voice, you and Seokjin broke apart, both feeling a little awkward at having been caught. Although, what did you expect, kissing outside your work building for all to see? 

“It’s all right,” you managed to say, smiling at Yoongi over Seokjin’s shoulder. 

“Yeah, it’s fine,” Seokjin chuckled, turning slightly to address him too. “I have to go, I’m late already.” 

Seokjin had treated you to lunch, an early celebration because come this time tomorrow, you’d know if you were having a son or daughter! 

 “Surely the boss doesn’t need to worry about his timekeeping,” Yoongi joked, earning him a laugh. 

Seokjin turned back to you as Yoongi walked towards the door, hanging back so you could walk to the office together. “I’ll see you later,” you smiled. 

“Sure. Bye. Bye, Globby.” He bent, lightly brushing his lips against your bump, making you giggle. When he straightened up, his hand running down your side as he did so, he nodded to Yoongi. “Nice seeing you, Yoongi.” 

“You too. See you.” 

You waved Seokjin goodbye before he turned around and started to walk down the street, then turned to walk inside, you and Yoongi both greeting the security guard. You were still feeling a little awkward, but it was probably all in your head. Yoongi seemed unbothered by the interaction, letting you enter the elevator first before he pressed the button for Artkive’s floor. You were all adults after all, and it had been over two months since what happened had happened. Yoongi was doing great now, that much was obvious. (But you’d also gotten some details out of Namjoon discreetly, just to make sure.) There was no need to feel uncomfortable every time you, he and Seokjin were in the same vicinity together. Yoongi obviously didn’t. 

“You seem really happy,” he said unexpectedly, pulling you out of your thoughts. “I’m glad.” 

You looked over, smiling to mask your surprise. “We’re finding out whether Globby is a boy or a girl tomorrow,” you explained. Unsure if he’d meant you looked happy today, or you looked happy in general. You assumed it was the latter, but if you were being honest, you didn’t know if you wanted to have that kind of conversation. 

“That’s tomorrow?” he asked, rolling with it. “Excited?”

You nodded. “I didn’t think I would be actually. Seokjin and I weren’t too fussed, but we’re starting to get curious now. We don’t think we can hold out another twenty weeks.” You were babbling, any chance to talk about your pregnancy, and stopped yourself as soon as you realised. 

Over the past four weeks, you’d gone back and forth with the decision. Taeoh was obviously very eager to know what cousin he would be getting, Seokjin’s mom too, beyond excited to find out if she’d be having a second grandson or second granddaughter. Yuna was also pretty enthusiastic, needing to know for “wedding purposes.” For you and Seokjin, it hadn’t mattered so much. You would be happy either way, loving your child all the same regardless, now and in the future. But, as time went on, you’d started to change your minds on the surprise element. You had halfway to go, and the curiosity might start getting to you both as time went on. There was no harm in finding out whether you’d be having a son or daughter, you’d ultimately decided. In fact, it would make you feel even more excited. You could agree on a name for one, even if the thought of ceasing the nickname Glob made you sad. 

In the past, when Seokjin had imagined his family, he’d told you he’d pictured a daughter first, so his son could have an older sister. When you were a teenager, envisioning your future life, it had been your dream to have one of each too. But then again, wasn’t it everyone’s? Regardless, it was a nice feeling anyway, to imagine having a second child later on down the line, creating a family unit with Seokjin. Sometimes you daydreamed about it during workhours… 

“Neither can the office,” Yoongi laughed, once again tugging you out of your reverie. You stepped out of the elevator together. “I’ve put down twenty on Glob being a girl.” 

You shook your head, laughing. You’d chosen not to partake in the office betting pool when the sheet had been passed around from desk to desk. What’s more, the idea had been Namjoon’s… (He was convinced Glob would be a boy.) 

“Care to share in advance?” Yoongi suggested hopefully, head tilted. “Just so I know if I’ll have to part with my cash come Monday.” 

“I’ll text you,” you agreed, laughing once more as you entered the office. 

“Woah, look at you!” Dr. Choi exclaimed as Seokjin held the door open for you to step inside her office first. 

“Definitely looks pregnant now,” Seokjin laughed happily, an attentive hand on your lower back as you made your way over to sit. 

You thought the white dress you were wearing seemed to emphasise your bump more, and you liked it that way. You’d spent five minutes before you left admiring yourself in the full-length mirror, grinning at your reflection, before snapping a picture and sending it to Yuna with the following emojis: 🤰🤩😍. Her response? Looking like a motherfucking MILF 🔥 Globby’s mom is hot AF 🥵

“How are you finding it?” Dr. Choi asked with a kind smile, placing your maternity records on the desk. 

“Honestly? Really good for the most part. I’ve got some backache, but it’s not terrible at the moment. I’ve started getting heartburn” – you pulled a face – “which isn’t fun, but it’s not too often. Um…” You trailed off, trying to think. Your sex drive was as high as ever right now, but you weren’t exactly going to tell Dr. Choi that, TMI, but also, it was hardly a bad thing. You couldn’t remember a time when you’d had this much sex. You couldn’t keep your hands off one another. 

“Sleeping well?” she prompted. 

“I can’t sleep on my stomach anymore, which isn’t a big deal because I don’t do it very often, but sometimes I wake myself up because I’m shifting into that position in my sleep.”  

“What about fidgeting?” Seokjin asked, surprising you. “____ likes to move around a lot in her sleep.” 

Dr. Choi blinked, her eyebrows lifting, and then laughed. “I don’t know if that’s a symptom of pregnancy, Jin. Maybe just an existing habit.” 

“Definitely,” you agreed with a laugh, feeling oddly happy by Seokjin’s indication. You were a fidgeter, tossing and turning around in your sleep, hogging blankets, kicking shins, while Seokjin seemed to stay in exactly the same position all throughout the night. It had taken you both a little while to adjust to sharing a bed, but you did it so often these days, it was barely an issue. (Especially if you were sleeping in Seokjin’s bed.)

“Sleeping on your side is best from here on in – left, if possible,” Dr. Choi continued. “It’s good for circulation, helps get optimum blood flow to baby. Any vivid or strange dreams lately? That can be quite common now. You’ll notice you remember more.” 

“A few, I guess,” you replied, mentally laughing when you remembered the one you’d had a few nights ago, where you’d given birth to RJ the mascot, whatever that meant. 

Before you got started with the ultrasound, Dr. Choi informed you of a few more things, giving you tips on stretches to prevent leg cramp, and informing that from here on in, your feet might soon start to swell. You should rest them up whenever possible, and Seokjin even joked that he was on hand for foot massages whenever you demanded them. She also gave you a brief rundown of things that Glob had been up to these past couple of weeks. Right now, they were around the size of a banana, probably weighing around 10 ounces, and had learned the sucking reflex. If you were lucky, you might be able to get an image of them sucking their thumb! They had also developed regular sleep/wake cycles and quickening should be becoming more noticeable now. It was! 

When you found yourself on the examination table once again, the light in the room virtually gone so the ultrasound could be seen properly, the nerves started to kick in. This ultrasound was a very big deal, not just because it was the one that would allow you to find out the sex of your baby, but because it would allow you to see every single part of Glob – inside and out. With the anatomy scan, Dr. Choi would be making sure that everything was okay and developing and growing properly. Like this, it was easy to remember how fearful you were of medical settings, but with Seokjin by your side, holding your clammy hand, you told yourself it was all right. 

Dr. Choi started taking measurements and pointing out all the different parts that made up your baby. Because Glob wasn’t fully formed yet, you were able to see all their organs, which made this appointment so vital, and it amazed the two of you so much. You watched the screen in awe. You were able to see their brain hemispheres, their spine, the lenses of their eyes, the chambers of their heart, the kidneys… and their sex organs. Glob was awake and very active, wriggling about, waving their hands, kicking their feet, rolling over, but thankfully, they managed to stay still long enough to determine whether they were a boy or a girl. 

“Ok. Ready?” Dr. Choi asked, smiling over at you both. You took a deep breath, sharing a look with Seokjin before you nodded. Dr. Choi kept smiling and then said: “You’re having a daughter, congratulations.” 

Your head shot back over to Seokjin, the both of you wide-eyed as you stared at one another and made practically soundless gasping noises. “A girl!” he said happily, leaning in to kiss you. You squeezed his hand with both of yours, feeling too overwhelmed to respond. But you could tell you were grinning hard with how your cheeks had started to ache. You looked back at the screen, listening eagerly when Dr. Choi started to explain and point out why she was certain Glob was a girl. 

You were still astonished though, even as she finished up, not quite taking everything she was saying in as she spoke about the biometry and listened to the heartbeat. 

“Everything is well. Baby girl, is doing wonderful. She’s developing perfectly. Everything is okay with you,” Dr. Choi explained reassuringly, and it was at that point, you realised you were crying a little. Your cheeks damp. 

You didn’t really understand why; you would have still been this happy if you’d learned you were having a boy, but it was more so to do with the fact that you now knew your baby – your daughter – was very healthy and developing as she should.

She. 

Everything felt so much more real, which was ludicrous, because it had felt real before now, but it was just the way you felt. You were one step closer to meeting…her. One step closer to becoming a mother. 

Seokjin was just as happy, wrapping his arm around you once you sat up, and as you looked at him, you noticed his tearful eyes. You tilted your chin to place a kiss on his mouth. 

You left the doctor’s office that day with enough images to fill a photo album.  

*Bonus texts with Yoongi*

You can keep your twenty  

Yoongi 6:23pm Really?! Phew, that was my last until payday  Congrats ____ 😁

Thank you :)

Yoongi 6:26pm So which was it? Glob for a boy? Globby for a girl?

Actually it’s the opposite 😅

Yoongi 6:27pm I think Globbina is the better choice 

That’s so pretty… Let’s see if it gets Seokjin’s seal of approval 

Yoongi 6:30pm Fingers crossed 

Written 2022. Please refrain from posting my work elsewhere. No translations allowed. © floralseokjin 2022

[vaguely-yandere]

hhhhhh puppy yan…

a hybrid yan who you found huddling and shivering under a soggy old cardboard box on your way home. it was raining, how could you not have mercy on this poor puppy and take them home?? they were so skinny, so smelly, so scared. you just had to wash them up, feed them a good home cooked meal, and give them your love!! their floppy ears and tail reminded you of your childhood pet. you just had to care for them, you just had to!!!

puppy is cautious and scared when you first bring them home. getting them to bathe was a struggle that left both of you covered in soap suds and water. they would only eat if you weren’t anywhere near them. they tried their best to hide under your couch, but of course they weren’t as small as an actual doggy, so they had to resort to the corner of your living room. poor thing!!

but of course, they warm up to you after a little while… and soon, they’re obsessed.

what do you mean we can’t sleep together anymore?? you always offered back when you first brought me here… to help me stop trembling!! remember? why don’t you love me anymore :(

where are you going? work? i don’t understand… didnt you say you would always be here for me? why are you leaving? do you have to?

hnnghh… darling pet me more… it f-feels s-so good..!!!

stupid little pup who always has their tail thumping on the ground whenever you’re around. stupid little pup who always lays their head in your lap, digging their nose into your crotch, loving your smell and not so subtly humping your leg while doing so. stupid little pup whos YOURS YOURS YOURS, they make that very clear. ughhhh i want a puppy yan!!

- sunny !!

sunny you horny son of a bitch........... i love it!!! puppy yan whos just a bit of an idiot, bumping into things regularly, getting stuck because they dont understand their own size, getting scared by literally anything, eating things they shouldnt.. luckily, they have no intention of ever leaving so they dont ever run away!

and if you ever have food delivered or the mail comes by, puppy yan will be darling at them the entire time, teeth bared, a growl rumbling through their whole body because they refuse to let anyone take you away and i hope you own a lot of bleach if you ever bring a date over! puppy yan will not hesitate to bite a few limbs off.

and its so cute imagining them after youve spent all day at work and youre gross and sweaty and you just wanna go to bed and you catch them on your bed, humping your pillow, whining and moaning as they lick and sniff your underwear, tail wagging so fast its basically and blur and when they finally see you? they barely manage to take your clothes off before shoving their face between your legs and getting to work!

i imagine them topping a lot but remaining very submissive as they desperately pound into you, hugging your waist as they sink their teeth into your neck so everyone can see theyve staked their claim on you! and puppy yan just loves you so so much, youve done so much for them!! youve fed them, clothed them, bathed them, taken them into your home and theyre absolutely going to make sure they return the favor tenfold by being your perfect little puppy <3

ehehe and poor puppy is just so frustrated all the time and they just love you so so much and they just cant help themselves! bending over in front of them, stretching, exercising, licking anything, it drives them crazy and usually ends with them trying to subtly touch themselves right in front of you or trying so hard to fuck you while not stopping to take any clothes off, poor dumb thing <3 the first few times they fucked you, they struggled a lot with getting it in (lets just say you had a strap laying around for them if theyre afab) at first, getting too excited and eeee just so cute!!!

and people take notice of the bites and hickies, always so worried about you but you know youve just got a very, very excitable puppy at home who would kill if they knew people were so friendly with you,, <3

[dameronscopilot]

Can I request jealous Poe headcanon?🥹

I may or may not have gotten a bit carried away in my excitement over this request. Congrats, it’s a mini fic now I guess. Oops.

NSFW 18+ continuation of this here.

Jealous Poe Dameron

When the Resistance recruits a new pilot, Foss Vexlin, your best friend Poe Dameron knows he needs to get his shit together and win you over once and for all. The playful, flirtatious edge that the two of you have been dancing on for ages has become an all-or-nothing endeavour.

(Is Foss attractive? Yes. Do you plan on giving him the time of day? Absolutely not. But you’ll let Poe spiral his pretty little head into panic mode, if only because a splash of jealousy looks quite good on him.)

Poe may or may not blatantly show off what a ridiculously talented pilot he is at training the next day. The mirth sparkling in your eyes and the gobsmacked look on the new pilot’s face are certainly worth the way he’s reprimanded afterward for swooping and barrel rolling like an absolute madman across the airspace above the base. 

And if Poe “accidentally” leaves his jacket in the cockpit of your X-wing after doing a bit of maintenance on your starfighter for you? Well, it’s mighty convenient when you then happen to forget to bring your own jacket to the hangar from your quarters the following day, something he knows you do often. 

(You purposely act like you forgot to give it back to him for a couple extra days just to see the flare of possessiveness that ignites in his eyes when you strut around the base wearing it. And also because you’re just a teensy bit obsessed with the way it smells—leather, engine oil, and him.)

He’s noticed that many male pilots at the base seem to think that their “in” with you involves sliding in across from you at a table in the mess hall after a day of running practice flight formations, flashing a dashing smile while they offer you ”tips and suggestions” on your flying. Poe, who’s typically always sitting beside you, has discovered an uninhibited level of enjoyment in correcting their (generally) false observations—you’re a damn good pilot, and he’ll shout how proud he is of that from every rooftop across every planet in the galaxy till his lungs are hoarse. So he makes a habit of sending them scurrying off with their tails tucked between their legs when he offers some harsh but true advice on their own flying skills.

When you receive word that you’re being sent on a reconnaissance mission with Foss and two other pilots, Poe pays you a visit the night before you’re set to leave, and he slips off the worn leather bracelet that you never see him without, placing it on your own wrist. He acts like it’s not a big deal—it’s for luck, of course (and so maybe you won’t entirely forget about him while you’re away). (As if you ever could.)

It’s an exercise in restraint for Poe not to climb the walls of the base waiting for you to come home. (Black Squadron nearly puts in a collective request for him to be placed on a temporary suspension, if only to escape his constant pacing, anxiety, and snippy attitude that grows worse each day that you’re gone.)

When you get back to the base, you’re met with the usual enthusiastic fanfare awarded to crews upon a safe return home. It takes everything in Poe not to immediately take off at a run toward where you’re climbing out of your X-wing, his heart clenching when he watches Foss extend a hand to help you down. But he waits patiently, allowing others to shake your hand and clap you on the back first. So if, when he finally pushes through the crowd and gets to you, he picks you up in a bone-crushing embrace and spins you around—well, can you blame him?

You and the other pilots have a rare night out to celebrate, because the planet you’re temporarily stationed on is busy enough that you can easily blend into the cantina crowds and let loose. And Poe knows he’s well and truly fucked when you shyly step out in a little dress you’d recently bought on a whim from a kind woman at a market stall. The purchase felt stupid at the time, because you doubted you’d ever get a chance to wear it, but the desire and longing that’s written clearly across Poe’s face changes your mind entirely. 

Despite Poe’s hesitancy to potentially destroy your friendship should you not return the blistering feelings that have set his insides ablaze, the last shreds of his self preservation are effectively incinerated in one fell swoop when he watches you throw your head back in laughter while dancing with someone else. Fuck it. He cuts in. 

And when you finally share your first kiss pressed up against a wall in a dark corner of the cantina later that night—Poe’s lips slotted against yours, his callused fingers sliding up the slit of your dress to caress your hip, your hands in his hair, his breath hot against the shell of your ear as he whispers just how badly he wants to call you his—all you can think is that you’d happily live in this moment forever. 

NSFW 18+ continuation of this here.

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[idiacide]

If you're taking requests, a First Kiss for Idia and the Octo-boys would be amazing! (Floyd in particular, I LOVE how you've written about him so far).

Thank you for such fantastic writing!!

Thanks so much!

Floyd Leech: -You're going to get to this stage incredibly quickly if he has his way, likely even before you're officially dating. Floyd is both incredibly physically affectionate and not at all prone to attach particular significance to any given gesture. A hug, a kiss, a pinch, what's the difference really? He's doing it because he feels like it, and he feels like it because he likes you. If you like him back, that shouldn't be an issue, right?

-If you are the type who attaches more significance to it, he can be convinced to hold off. There's something kind of fun about teasing himself and you with it, getting just close enough and then waiting for you to confirm it. Its like a private game, seeing what it takes to get you to accept it. He can be forgetful, though, and may ruin the game for himself too early.

-Whether its a passionate kiss against the wall where he's cornered you after hour or a teasing little peck after walking you home he's doing his level best to make it memorable for you. Floyd wants you just as dizzy on him as he is on you, and will do whatever it takes to make sure you come back wanting more.

-He is NOT careful about those teeth though, watch to make sure your tongue doesn't get sliced open in the process if it escalates into a full makeout.

Jade Leech: -Jade, on the other hand, has always been more patient than his brother. Maybe a little too patient for your tastes.

-Jade won't kiss you very early in your developing relationship, but he will make damn sure that you WANT to kiss him quite badly. Leaning in to check your forehead, insisting you look feverish. Cupping your face to study your eyes idly. Wiping some food that may or may not actually be there off the corner of your mouth with his thumb. Your eyes keep getting drawn back to his lips and it feels like you can't breathe, so sure that this will finally be the moment...

-And then he backs off, smiling and making some excuse about something he has to attend to now.

-He loves playing dumb more than anything in the world, loves seeing the frustration build on your face and tilting his head with innocent eyes. What on earth could have you so bothered?

-A kiss? My my....a little demanding, aren't you? Well, he supposes he could oblige....on the forehead? That's what you meant right : )

-The cheek? He doesn't understand, what is it you want exactly? Well how can he know unless you ask?

-Ask nicely, that is.

-Its a mindbreaking exercise in patience. But he promises to make the wait worth it when he finally gets tired of playing with his food.

Idia Shroud: -Does he have to? Can't you guys just hang out forever?

-Ok he's not actually that reluctant. Idia wants to kiss you, wants this as bad as he's ever wanted anything. But he's nowhere NEAR the right level for this QTE, he's got a lot of grinding left to do. Not to mention probably some item acquisition, and really there are some side quests that need taking care of since he can't exactly do them afterwards without reloading-

-You've been dating for weeks. Idia will do seemingly anything but kiss you and everytime your face gets within a foot of his he's as sweaty and pale as you've ever seen him. Which is saying something, Idia is sweaty and pale most of the time.

-You know him well enough to give him his space, but it doesn't mean he's any less tormented about it. Its starting to slip into his dreams, but even there its like he can always find some way to fuck it up.

-The timing has to be perfect. The moves have to be perfect. Otherwise you'll just laugh in his face (ok you probably won't. But still)

-Maybe start small? Maybe just the cheek, that's a decent enough starting phase, right?

-You're settled between his legs, both of you messing with different handheld devices. He's at least starting to ease into cuddling as a concept, enjoys it even. Like always, he keeps staring at your face from his angle, groaning internally about how good you look concentrating on something.

-Cmon. One cheek kiss. Casual. It'll be fine. He leans in, trying not to audibly suck in a breath annnd whoop you turned at just the wrong moment. Lips crashing right against his own pursed ones.

-His hair goes bright pink and he jerks back from you like he's been stung, clapping his hands over his mouth. You back off of him quickly, your own face warm as you realize what just happened. Seeing his expression, though, you're starting to feel a little bad. You ambushed him, even if you hadn't meant to.

-"Uh...sorry." You say, hesitant as you get off the bed."I can...give you some space, if you want..."

-He doesn't speak for a long moment. You try not to feel hurt as you turn to leave

-A hand catches your wrist suddenly. Jerking you with a sharp tug until you sprawl back on the mattress. Before you can blink, Idia is on top of you, glaring down at you with an impossibly determined expression. He almost looks mad at you, though his hair still tells another story.

-"Do over."

[robertasgym]

"She's Got Legs" Home Workout - For Toned, Slim Legs

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If you want to achieve slim legs and see great results in your lower body, this workout should be perfect for you! These are just easy exercises that even beginners can do. They're easy but packed with awesome toning and calorie-burning exercises to help you achieve your body goals. 

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[itsnirmal888]

Yoga Stretching - Nice butt exercises

Yoga Stretching – Nice butt exercises

YYoga Stretching – Nice butt exercises yoga for Complete Beginners! Adriene welcomes all levels – complete and total beginners to start here! Hop on the mat … source

[labarboteuse]

The unexpected visitor

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x f!reader

Summary: All day long Jake waited to come to take care of his girl who turned him on by texts, he certainly doesn't expect who's waiting for him.

Warnings: NO MINORS +18, explicit sexual content, oral sex giving and receiving, swearing

"Can't wait for you to come home."

A smirk stretched his lips as he read the text before putting his phone in his pocket and grab his helmet joining the rest of the squad for today's exercise.

They had been texting each other hot all day and Jake was just waiting for one thing, the end of the day to get home and honor his fiancée the best way he knew how. That is, between her legs. When the day finally came to an end he didn't hesitate to rush home, jumping out of the car and rushing inside the house he let the door slam behind him to announce his return before happily exclaiming from the hallway into the living room.

"Baby I'm here!" He took off his shirt and pants while walking through the house looking for her. “Spread your legs wide open for me I'm coming! Also I'm gonna fuck your little mouth so hard you won't be able to talk for a few days. Fuck, Love I'm gonna destroy you." He froze in place as he came into the living room dressed only in his boxers and saw her sitting in one of the armchairs, a man sitting across from her on the couch, both of them looking at him dumbfounded. Jake's smile tightened with embarrassment.

"Honey, Father Edwards came to visit us unexpectedly, to talk about the wedding, could you put your clothes on please."

Father Edwards looked down at his glass of water clearing his throat, Jake, still with his embarrassed smile on his face apologized before walking backwards into the kitchen picking up his clothes as he went.

 "If you'll excuse me for a moment." In a strangled, high-pitched voice she rose to join him as their guest replied with a nod.

 "You could have warned me!" He exclaimed whispering so that the priest wouldn’t hear them.

 "I didn't have time! How was I supposed to guess you would go home claiming you wanna fuck me. Jesus .. what he is going to think .. '' She put her hand on her forehead, the other on her hips. "Okay, put your clothes on and shut it. Let me handle this."

She starts to walk away before coming back to him and kissing him, he was turned on by her authority.

"That said, I still can't wait for you to destroy me." She said with a low voice before heading to the living room, provoking a smile from ear to ear to Jake who followed her.

She returned to her seat, Jake taking his place beside her, nodding with a pinched smile to Father. "Father Edwards, you look great."

"Jake, nice to see you again. I had come to see you to discuss your wedding ceremony." With a proud smile Jake took one of her hands that she had crossed in her lap and clasped it in his, a smile she returned, " I haven't seen you since when you came to me to ask me to officiate."

"Oh yeah, we've been busy with work a lot."

"You know it's customary to have an appointment before that to make sure of your ... motivations, that it's a commitment that you're making in good conscience. To make sure that you're aware of what it means, to answer your questions and discuss how the ceremony will go."

Unlike Jake's family, his future wife's family had never been very religious and a civil one would probably have required less preparation. Nevertheless, it has been finally decided that the civil ceremony would be followed by a religious one in order to agree with Jake's family and to please them. They didn’t intend to start their life as newlyweds with a conflict between the two families who couldn’t agree. So that's why today Father Edwards found himself sitting on their couch at the least opportune moment.

"Well at least there is no doubt about your motivation for this wedding, you do really love you both. " He said amused which disconcerted the young lovers in front of him.

"Always done with love padre." Jake threw happily and proudly, too much for the young woman's taste.

"Jake for God's sake please don't say more words."

"Um, dear child, don't involve Him in this please. Well, I'm gonna leave you ... you two certainly have things to do." He winked at them and she just wanted to bury herself deep underground. "It would still be a good idea to make an appointment soon to discuss all this."

All three of them got up and they walked him to the door.

"Thank you for coming Father Edwards and ... I'm sorry, truly."

He put a hand on her shoulder still amused. "It doesn't matter my child. I don't see that every day, fortunately."

Once he was out, she closed the door and leaned against it.

"Well we will be lucky if he still wants to marry us."

Jake who had remained in the background, hands in the pockets of his jeans, held back from laughing and she felt like hitting him for this embarrassing situation.

"I'm sorry ... That's wrong, I'm not."

She rolled her eyes before returning to the living room, the pilot on her heels. As she bent down to clear the coffee table to take the glasses back to the kitchen, he put his arms around her waist, burying his face in her neck.

"Please now can you let me fill you."

His words were met with an elbow to the stomach that made him laugh and tighten his grip around her.

"You're so a classy man Seresin."

"Hey! You turned me on all day long and I've been waiting all day for this to happen. You should have known what was waited for you once I came home. "

"That's my fault now?! Do I need to show you the texts to refresh your memory, you're the one who initiated this." A plaintive sound came out of his chest as she headed for the kitchen, following still glued to her.

"I know. But this is my way to show you how much I love you."  Her laugh that he loved so much rang in his ears as she burst out laughing and sliding his hands over her hips to turned her around. "You can't imagine the pure joy I feel to know I'll be able to hear that sound for the rest of my life." He took the glasses she still had, one in each hand, and placed it behind her on the work surface. Passing his arms under buttocks he raised her to sit on it then slipped his hands on her hips.

"Is it bad to want to make love to the girl I love?"

"You always want to, it's like your first human need." She joked, resting her hands on his shoulders.

"That's because I love you so much darling.” Coming to kiss her neck he carried her back to sit her on the kitchen table lower than the countertop, allowing him to be just the right height between her legs.

"Now, are you allowing me to show you I love you?" He asked whispering in her ear which made her feel thrills down her spine.

Without waiting more, he went up her dress on her thighs, caressing them of his hot hands, of a hand in the hollow of her kidneys he approached her so that she can be on the edge of the table. He placed his lips on hers mixing his tongue with hers, her hands sliding on his chest to his waist to catch his shirt that she removed him making him raise his arms, the sight that it offered her made her bite her lower lip what excited more the blond who came to caress her over her underwear. The sudden presence of his hand on her crotch made her flinch with surprise and she contracted her thighs encircling more firmly his waist. Depositing kisses on her collarbone, going up towards her ear he withdrew her panties to come then slip a finger in her, causing her to squeak. He added a finger, fingering her with his index and middle fingers, caressing her clitoris with his thumb. Her movements of pelvis and the acceleration of her breath intensified the excitation of Jake which manifested itself by the hardening of his member tight in his jeans. A hand in his nape, the other on his wrist, she squeaked so strong of pleasure that he could have come just by listening to it. A hoarse moan of his share resounded in her ear that accentuated her excitation, she wanted some more, more than to feel his fingers in her. He withdrew it from her slowly to let her feel all the movement and came to squat in front her open legs, going up his hand of her thigh to her chest  meaning to her to lean back in order to better open to him. Placing her legs on his shoulders he plunged his face between her thighs and she let escape a cry of pleasure by feeling his wet and hot tongue lapping her intimacy.

"God Jake!" In a lively gesture she clutched his hair and arched her pelvis to better offer herself to him. The tip of his tongue caressed her small button of flesh so sensitive what made her tremble of pleasure, he made the turn of it with the tip of his tongue before sucking, alternating the two. He felt her clitoris swelling between his lips what provoked him a smile of satisfaction. With his tongue he went through her wet slit feeling her almost to fail, her breathing was jerky, her movements of pelvis more insistent, she couldn’t wait any more. He straightened up and came to offer her her own taste on his lips before murmuring against hers.

"You get me so excited when you squeal like that."

She laughed a little as she felt his excitement through his jeans.

"Yeah, I can feel it and I think I can fix it." He raised an intrigued eyebrow and bit his lip as he saw her get off the table and come to her knees. In a split second she undid his belt and unbuttoned his jeans before sliding it with his boxers down his thighs. She threw him a vicious glance whereas he slipped a hand in her hair. When she took it in her mouth he tilted his head back with a sigh of ecstasy, he liked to feel himself in her and this in all possible ways, this one being by far his favorite. Her tongue wrapped around his length, which she went through at a slow pace at first then she accelerated feeling his grip tighten around her hair. The tip of her tongue played with his foreskin making him moan of pleasure. When she took him again in mouth Jake gave a blow of kidney to come to sink in her throat. When he looked down at her he saw that she had one hand around his member, caressing herself with the other, he liked to see her excited and making herself feel good by giving him pleasure. His own increased tenfold he began a long series of brutal back and forth to feel himself go to the bottom of her throat pressing on the back of her skull. She ended up withdrawing to take a big breath, small tears beading in the corners of her eyes by the feeling of his cock tapping in the bottom of her throat. He helped her to stand up by taking her by the hands and wiped her tears with his thumbs before coming to kiss her passionately and to sit her down again on the table. His arms around her, their two bodies pressed one against the other, their intimacies caressing.

"Jake please.." She moaned.

"What sweetheart?"

"Take me now."

He inserted himself then in her, she was so wet that he slipped easily, leaned on her a hand on the table, he passed his other arm under one of her knees to raise her leg and better sink in her. The sensation of her sex contracting around his doubled his pleasure and he shook his head as if to clear his head while the pulsations of his heart became stronger. Their two pelvises dancing together, him giving big knocks to go more deeply in her and her to receive him better, the sound of their skins clacking one against the other mixed with the short breaths and the moans. Her hands clutched the edge of the table to which she clung desperately not to fail.

"Shit, this table won't ever handle this." He joked burying his face in her neck, pressing his lips against her burning skin, one of her hands dropped the edge of the table to come and press against his nape, in which she planted her nails to which he responded by growling and biting the skin of her neck on which he was going to leave a hickey.

"Ja.. Jake, Please go faster."

"This babe wants more uh? Ask and you'll receive." Without releasing his face from her neck he grips her hips firmly controlling the movements of her pelvis against which he comes crashing faster at her request making her scream louder.

"Fuck Jake! I can't no more!"

"Come for me babe, come around me and I'll fill you up."

While she tightens abruptly a last time around his waist, the orgasm invades her tearing off a cry of pleasure bringing Jake to his paroxysm and joining her, pouring in her, tightening his embrace and moaning in his turn. Out of strength she releases her size of her thighs, and slides her arms around his nape snuggling against him. They remain one moment in that position, him between her legs his arms around her, hers around his nape, taking back their breaths, exhausted by their frolic.

"See how much I love you?" He says his lips against hers with a smirk making her laugh.

"Never doubted about it. I love you so much too Jake. Never leave me."

"Never been in my plans Love. I'm gonna make you mine forever."

[sublimecatgalaxy]

Fez and reader doing yoga together. Like she does yoga and stretching around the house and she gets him to try with her and eventually starts making ash do it with her. Maybe fez walks in one day with her and ash doing it in the living room

Headcannons suits this best :)

It would definitely start off as something that he wouldn't notice at first. You would do it when he was at work, setting out your mat and putting on some music, taking some you time.

Then as life would get excessively more busy and complicated, you'd have to do it when both boys are home, secluding yourself in your room and hoping you'd find at least twenty minutes of peace. Time for yourself, time to rest and recover.

Fez would walk in on you one day, bent in half and immediately burst out laughing. You'd feel embarrassed and definitely give him the side-eye, even after explaining that you liked to do yoga, and he would genuinely understand once you mentioned all of the benefits surrounding the exercise.

Eventually Fez would offer to go to a class with you, taking your hidden activity to a new level and even going above and beyond to pay for the lessons. He just wanted you to feel good and he'd be lying if he said that there weren't some selfish motives to it, wanting to see you in tight leggings, stretching.

He would even get a mat for himself, letting you guide him on what to do at home and occasionally go to classes with you. You both found it fun and it was a good way for you two to bond in a healthy way. It was quiet, just soaking up one another's presence.

Ash would laugh even harder after realizing what you two had been up to recently, doubling over in giggles, even going as far as falling onto the floor in front of the two of you.

He would def ask, 'is this some sort of sex thing?', prompting Fez to give him a firm slap upside the head, both of your eyes rolling at his pesky questions. Fez would just reply with 'don't knock it till ya try it, man.'

And eventually he would try it.

He'd feel like an idiot and he'd be snickering the whole entire time while doing the poses but the day after, he would understand why you liked to do it so much. He'd be really sore and have a new found appreciation for yoga, realizing how much of an exercise it truly is.

[mr2swap]

what was his name? Tinder?

I have to admit that I was absolutely wrong, life as a man is the best thing that could have happened to me! when my son Jackson went to college and the house was completely alone I got depressed, my husband had died years ago and my son was always the only thing I had in this world, maybe I suffocated him with all my love and affection because in When he came of age he left home, rented an apartment near his university with the money his father left us and left me.

My heart was broken and I was alone, I still remember the last thing I said before my new life began "how I would like to spend a little more time with my beloved son" maybe someone was listening to my words because the next morning my wish was fulfilled.

The strong and stinky smell of men's sweat woke me up in the morning, the sound of the radio playing sports and my son's voice “Dude, get up! We are going to be late for the gym” I was no longer in my old house, now I was in the apartment that my son and his friends entered outside the university. but the most surprising thing is that she was no longer a 50-year-old woman.

Right now I was in the body of one of his housemates my new name was Oliver, the stinky smell coming from my armpits made me realize I wasn't dreaming. I jumped to my feet, my heart was beating like crazy and adrenaline and hormones like this were now flowing through me. -dude! good dick!-

said my son smiling and pointing to my crotch, this guy used to sleep completely naked, now I was having my first-morning erection, my face turned totally red with embarrassment and I went straight to the nearest door to hide, luckily I had found the bathroom I slowly approached the mirror to look at my new body, I didn't recognize myself, the only thing I know is that I had become a young man, one of my son's companions.

I ran my calloused hands over my new body, it was soft but my muscles were hard and chiseled, never in my life had I seen a man as attractive as the one I had become. I had never seen my face in the mirror before and yet it was love at first sight, my teeth were perfectly white and I no longer had any wrinkles in my eyes now my skin was smooth soft and tanned, honestly I was the hottest man I had ever seen view.

- seriously friend stop playing with your cock in there and let's go to the gym! I don't want to be late for class- my son knocked on the door to encourage me to get out of the bathroom, he had become rude since he left our house, I searched the bathroom for something to wear and the only thing I found was old and stinky clothes that it was in a laundry basket, that would have to do.

I felt uncomfortable wearing another man's dirty and smelly clothes but there was nothing else and it's not like it wasn't my own sweat I came out of the bathroom with the dirty clothes and my son immediately took my arm to drag me with him to the bathroom. gym with him.

The gym was really Cooool! It was great to put these huge strong arms to work, I've never felt so alive I finally understand guys and their obsession with the gym, looking at myself in the mirror while lifting weights made me totally horny, I just hope my huge arms distracted to all of what also rose between my legs. my muscles tense, warm and damp from the stinking, sticky sweat of this body.

-Dude, how many times have we told you to use deodorant? you suck so much every time you raise your arms I can smell you from the weight bench!-my son had never been so honest with me, but he was right. I raised one of my arms and smelled my own stinky sweat from my steamy armpit, somehow that made me feel hotter than before, maybe it was because of all the pheromones this body had, but that encouraged me to continue exercising, this time I did some cardio on the treadmill and my legs never moved so fast.

As soon as I changed devices my son followed me and we started talking, all the tensions and thoughts of being in a body of an unknown man dissolved while I was talking to him. having that “Gym Bro” relationship with my own son joking and talking as best friends was a revelation, we talked about girls, sports we even talked a little about my well his mother, he needs his space and maybe as a mother, I can't understand it but as "Oliver" I can see my son again.

On top of that, there are a lot of advantages now that I am a man, I can eat as much as I want and not have to worry about calories now with my new young metabolism! and it doesn't matter as much because he burned off all that delicious fat in a 2-hour session at the gym. I have been eating like there is no tomorrow since I got into this body and I haven't gained a single pound! Dude men have it very easy!

When I was an old woman I never understood the passion that my son and the boys his age put into video games, now I can't stop playing them with my son I have never felt so close before since I have the body of one of my his friends!

I even think that this young brain full of hormones is affecting my mind a little because now I think I like girls, I have not stopped having wet dreams where I put my huge cock in their hot and wet pussies and I could not stop masturbating 3 times a day since I'm this guy and I must say that jerking off like a man is really cool! much easier than my old body.

Maybe it's time I got that app on my phone that my son told me about, what was his name? Tinder? Damn, I got horny again...

I had previously published a preview of this story here on Tumblr and my Patreon subscribers have been able to read it in its entirety for a few months, if you like this story and want to see more of my stories you can take a look at my Patreon page, I have a lot of great stories!

[chakytron]

10 Minute Slimming And Toning Leg Workout | Ankle Weights!

10 Minute Slimming And Toning Leg Workout | Ankle Weights!

10 Minute Slimming And Toning Leg Workout | Ankle Weights! Category Main Description: 10 Minute Slimming And Toning Leg Workout | Ankle Weights! Low impact leg exercises over 50 at home, suitable for beginners and seniors and part of the … TopTrengingTV Hunting the most trend video of the moment, every hour every day 24/7. Youtube Video Data Published At: 2021-01-29T09:19:58Z   Tags: …

[darkphoenix07]

When you're pregnant

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He would start crying when you'll give him the news. "This is happy tears," he would tell you as you'll get tensed.

He would become sweeter than before. Will hold your hand while you will walk, "I don't want my babies to get hurt."

Would click the fetus picture from ultrasonography, "Look, she looks just like you."

Will fill your cravings by leaving home even in midnight.

Keep his hand on your belly while sleeping, "My daughter shouldn't feel like her daddy isn't by her side."

Will cry when he will hear her heartbeat for the first, "Oh my God, her heartbeat is so nice."

Will hug you so many times a day, "I'm hugging two person after all."

Won't want to go to work leaving you, "I miss you and our baby."

Will click pictures with your baby bump and kiss you baby bump, "Precious!"

"Why isn't our princess here yet?" Will get devastated missing his baby.

Will understand before you that you are pregnant.

Stop being a workaholic for taking care of you.

Burn the whole kitchen trying to cook something for you, "I just wanted to help."

Would become so organized, "I shouldn't keep things messy, our baby shouldn't feel any mess."

Will click your baby bump's picture everyday, "Look, I can see his leg."

"Oh my, he is kicking. It must hurt so much?" Will hug you when your baby will start kicking.

Will make you hear his new songs, "Isn't papa making a good music? I will make for you too, my baby boy."

Keep the fetus pictures in an album, "He shouldn't miss all these."

Ends up sleeping while helping you sleep

Reads you books of spirituality, "I don't want any negativity around you two."

Can't believe he is becoming a dad. "Baby, this is the best gift of my life."

Combs your hair gently and kisses on your head, "You should take care of yourself properly, honeybee."

Doesn't let you do any work, "You are supposed to rest all day and do some exercise, just a little."

Can't help but makes love with you, "I can't stop thinking about touching you though you are pregnant."

Pouts when you get your mood swings, "You are scaring the babies," makes you calm then, "Let's try meditating?"

Buys you a lots of sweets, "Hope our babies will be as sweet as these cakes, yum."

"Oh my God, do you see their hands? Look, they are as handsome as I am," tells you seeing the ultrasonography.

Keeps sending those ultrasonography pictures to his members, "Aren't they adorable? I wonder how will they look after I'll be able to hold them into my arms."

Most of the time, he picks you up from wherever you want to, "Why aren't you heavy yet? Aren't you eating well?"

Kisses you thrice every morning, "This one is for my wife," "This one for my girl number 1," "This one for girl number 2."

Starts jumping in front of his members and staffs hearing the news from you, "I am the happiest man on the earth!"

Buys you roses everyday, "I want to give you every beautiful thing I can, baby."

"Does she look like this? Omo, she is so tiny!" Can't imagine how tiny his daughter is right now.

Starts practicing sports, "I don't want her to know that I am bad at anything. I want to be her superhero."

Makes you watch sweet movies, "Only nice things for my love."

Takes you to several dates, "Won't be able to go with one-one dates anymore. There will be another munchkin with us later."

Can't help smiling while writing the names he wants to give his child, "So many names, how am I supposed to choose?"

Takes you to beaches, "Isn't it healing? Hearing the waves?"

Cries hiding seeing you in pain, "No, I'm not worried, I'm just scared you'll get hurt."

Cleans you feet everyday, "It feels good, doesn't it, baby?"

Gets shocked hearing the news, "Are we really pregnant, cupcake?"

Buys tiny shoes, "Aren't they adorable? I couldn't stop buying all these."

Keeps holding your hand, "I'm giving him my energy too."

Helps you exercise, "I've learned you should bend like this," is strict about the yoga parts.

Gets anxious seeing you suffer, "Don't hurt your mama, aren't you a good boy of mine?"

Rubs your belly with oil, "It should make you two feel nice."

"Another spoon for me," feeds you like you are his baby.

Doesn't let you get mad at all, "If you get mad, I feel like two persons are mad at me. Please don't get mad."

Kisses your hand, "I am such a blessed man to have you in my life."

Teases you saying, "He is going to look like me for sure. He has to!"

Kisses you hearing the news and gives party to announce the news, "I am a dad now."

Paints your nails, "Purple suits your nails."

Buys the entire shop not even knowing if it's a boy and a girl.

"I want a girl like you," tells you when you ask him.

Gets emotional hearing it's a boy and a girl both, "Baby, will you be fine?"

Cries with you when the babies start kicking, "Don't cry, baby. You are going to be fine."

Decorates a room by himself for your children, "Look, it's purple themed. Hope they like it."

Plays music while putting mask on your face, cucumber on your eyes, "You don't have to worry, I'm there for your skin care routine, apple pie."

Dances with you slowly after dinner, "This is the best exercise, you and I."

When you get insecure for being fat, "You look like a fluff ball, you know that? You look more adorable."

As he opens the surprise box, "Am I going to be a dad?" *Faints* Starts screaming out loud telling the entire world that he is having a baby.

Talks to your baby bump non-stop not letting you breath a bit.

Cooks you tasty foods, "I know you can eat these well," does research on your taste now. Cooks late night foods for your cravings, "Anything for my queen.*

Becomes friend with the entire hospital people, "You will have to come in our baby shower.*

Takes you everywhere he goes, "I can't stay away from any of you now."

Keeps his ears on your baby bump, "He is kicking so cutely!"

Gets upset when your baby doesn't come out on the due date, "I am mad at him. I miss him, I wanna hug him."

Fake cries when you tell him to stop nagging about what name your baby should be called with.

Takes you to see nature, "Take some deep breaths," you can't believe he is doing someone calming.

Helps you wash your hair, "I wish I can wash your hair everytime."

Pranks you saying he didn't want the baby and makes you cry. Then apologize immediately giggling, "I was joking."

"Now I have to take care of two babies," t tells you not getting surprised about the fact that you are pregnant.

Plays piano and sings song to you and your baby, "She should grow with it, doesn't show?"

Buys a tons of bears filling the child's room with them, "I am certain she is going to love these."

Plays guitar while you are doing Yoga, "Isn't it making you less bored?"

Holds your hand while walking, "Can't let you go."

Takes you to lake areas because you love these, "She must like these too."

Kisses your forehead, "If I kiss you somewhere else, I might not be able to stop, you know."

Keeps staring at your baby bump, "You look so lovely with her."

Cries hearing her heartbeat for the first time, "I couldn't believe it would feel so overwhelming."

Keeps you calm when you are having labor pain, "You are going to make it, she is going to be fine, don't worry. Take deep breaths, I'm with you."

Hope you have liked it~