#last night my son asked me why I don’t make babies like Mommy

[gottaluvharry]

family

carlos sainz jr x pregnant!reader

summary: your son has a few questions about why his little sister is in your belly, and carlos is happy to explain

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Lazy mornings with your little family were your favorite. You smiled to yourself as you woke to the hushed whispers of your husband and your son. As you turn to face the other side of the bed, you’re met with 2 pairs of brown puppy dog eyes and 2 identical smiles.

“Buenos dias, mama!” good morning mom your son screeched, proud of himself for using Spanish. “Buenos dias baby” you say through a smile. He latches on to your neck and you feel Carlos’ hand rubbing patterns on your stomach. “Morning hermosa” beautiful he says going in for a kiss. “How is little girl?” he asks. “Sleeping I think. She must be tired after all the kicking she did last night” you groan, recalling the many hours you were woken due to the relentless kicking in your stomach. “lo lamento, se amable con mami” i’m sorry, be nice to mommy he says leaning to talk to his unborn daughter. You just laugh and shake your head at the pout he has on his face, guiding him up by his chin to give him another kiss.

“Papa,” your little boy starts, breaking you and Carlos apart. “How did baby get in mommy’s belly?” he asks as he puts his hand over Carlos’ on your stomach. “Well hijo” son Carlos starts. “Me and mommy love each other, and we made your sister together because we love each other” he says, hoping it’s enough to settle your sons curiosity. “Like when you and mommy make pancakes together?” he asks, now moving to sit in his fathers lap. “No, not like when we make pancakes” he laughs. “He is just made out of love, baby. When 2 people love each other so much and want a little baby like you, they will make one. That’s all I can tell you” he says, avoiding a heavier subject. “But mommy, did it hurt when baby went in your tummy?” he now turns to you with fear in his eyes over the thought of you hurting. “No buddy it didn’t hurt” you assure him, ruffling his hair; but you don’t miss the smirk Carlos sends your way remembering the night in question. “So why does baby stay in mommy’s belly for so long?” he asks, now turning to look at Carlos for the answer. “That’s just where they grow buddy. Babies need lots of space to grow and the only place there is enough room is in a mommy’s tummy” he responds. “Oh” he hums, taking in all the information he’s learning. “But how does baby come out?” he goes on, his eyes lighting up when he gets another question. “When he is ready to come out me and Mommy will go to the hospital and the doctors will help her come out” Carlos answers. “But does it hurt?” your son asks, once again scared of you being hurt. “Only a little bit” you say, “but it is worth it because then we get to hold your little sister”.

As your son continues asking questions and Carlos continues tracing patterns across your stomach, you can’t help but smile at the little life you’ve created. Who knew one bed could hold so much love on a random morning.

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hope you guys enjoyed this short little blurb:) sorry it’s been so long since i’ve posted, there was a lot going on and then i started school but in honor of Carlos’ birthday AND pole today i figured i’d post something!! might clear my drafts out and post some more in the next week or so<3

also my inbox is open, so request anything if you have any ideas! or if you just want to talk to someone, feel free!

okay last thing, thank you all for the support, it’s so special to me to have people with the same interests reading and liking my work, i want to give you all hugs<333

[sturniolos-blog]

Can you write a Dad!Chris fic that starts out with smut?

So it begins with Y/N and Chris having sex but Y/N has a daddy kink so the next morning Y/N wakes up and gets ready.

After she wakes up she goes downstairs to make breakfast and when chris comes downstairs with lacey he tells Y/N that Mason's mad at him and when she goes upstairs to check on him he says,"I heard you screaming last night and you kept screaming 'daddy' and 'chris' so I thought dad was hurting you. "

! In the fic Lacey and Mason are 4 years old ¡

Mommy’s okay V2 - Chris Sturniolo x reader

warnings: smut, swearing

smut summary: P in v (unprotected w bc) daddy kink, doggy style, degrading

disclaimer: changed it up slightly! first person POV

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11:04pm

Chris thrusts into me from the back, his hands gripping my waist as he pulls my ass into his waist.

“F-fuck! Chris, g-god!” I moan out, my hands gripping my pillow as i bury my face in it.

“What’s my name?” He growls, grabbing my hair and pulling me up so he can bite my ear.

“D-daddy! G-god! Daddy! I’m gonna cum! Please! Please!” I beg, tears streaming down my cheeks as he moves his hand to put it on my throat, squeezing slightly.

“Good girl, you can cum, baby. Let go..” Chris agrees, kissing the back of my neck.

My body shakes as i feel my orgasm, “Fuck! daddy! I’m cumming!” I yell out.

Chris doesn’t stop, instead he speeds up. I let out a whine as i begin to feel overstimulated, “I can’t, daddy! I-it hurts!” I moan, more tears streaming down my cheeks.

“Y-you can, mama. I’m cumming- g-god, fuck.” Chris stutters before unloading his cum into me.

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8:34am

I had my hair up in a bun as I put the last pancake I had made onto a plate, along side came with bacon and orange juice.

I grabbed the other plate I had set and brought it over to the kids. Kissing both of their heads before grabbing the glasses of orange juice and giving it to them.

“Thanks, mama.” Lacey smiles, grabbing her fork and starting to eat.

Mason notices Lacey said thank you so he does too, “Thank you, mommy.” He says, starting to eat.

“You’re welcome, guys.” I smiles as I start to clean everything up, Chris then comes downstairs.

“Hey, guys!” Chris says, kissing Lacey and Masons head.

“Daddy!” Lacey calls out, hugging Chris around the waist.

“Hey, babygirl.” He says, ruffling her hair.

Chris notices Mason hasn’t said anything, “You good, mase?” Chris says as Lacey goes back to eating.

Mason lets out a groan before running upstairs, more like stomping.

I give Chris a confused look, Chris shrugs.

“Lacey, que pasa a tu hermano?” I sigh, putting the orange juice back in the fridge.

que pasa a tu hermano?: What’s wrong with your brother?

Lacey shrugs as she bites a piece of bacon, “No sé, mommy!”

No sé: I don’t know

Chris comes over to me, kissing my cheek, “I’ll figure it out, ma.” Chris says before starting to walk upstairs.

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8:40am

Chris sighs and comes back downstairs as im washing the dishes.

“He talk to you?” I ask Chris, scrubbing a dish before putting it in the drying rack

“He said he’s mad at me, but he told me to go away when I asked why.” Chris shrugs, putting his hand on my lower back and coming to stand next to me.

I sigh, turning the sink off and drying my hands, “I’ll talk to him.”

I walk upstairs to see through the crack of Masons door, Mason playing with a toy dinosaur, i knock twice before slowly opening the door.

He quickly drops the dinosaur and crosses his arms like he’s mad, letting out a huff.

“Hey, mijo. Que pasa, mi amor?” I ask him, coming and sitting on the floor, criss cross apple sauce in front of him.

Hey, mijo. que pasa, mi amor?: Hey, son. whats wrong, my love?

“Nada, mommy.” Mason looks down.

nada: nothing.

“You can talk to me, baby. I know you’re mad at daddy. Why?” I ask, stroking his hair out of his face.

Mason groans and crosses his arms, “He was being mean to you, mommy!” Mason says.

“What? When?” I let out a laugh.

“I heard you screaming last night and you kept saying daddy and chris and i thought he was hurting you!” Mason lets out a soft sob, hugging my torso and burying his face in my chest.

I hear a muffled laugh come from the door, looking over to see Chris. I scoff and shake my head, “He wasn’t hurting me, baby, we were just talking and i just said his name a little louder. That’s all, my love.” I lie, kissing Masons forehead.

Chris comes in the room, “I would never hurt mommy, Mase..” Chris says, making Mason look up and sniffle.

“Okay.” Mason says.

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so i wanted this out cs i feel guilty but like anyway enjoy this is ass

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[damon-loves-pie]

You’ll Always Have Me.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!reader.

Word count is about 1,700 words. 

Warnings: 18+, character is 18+, alcohol, abuse, glory beating.

Summary: Main character is Dustin’s older sister and she ended up getting beat on by her kid’s dad. She leaves him and he follows meeting an angry Eddie who shows him what it’s like to get beat on. Right now it’s (Y/N but might get a character name if story continues.)

Author’s note: I was planning on making this a whole series haven’t decided on a name for the character or the series. But I just had to share. For now it’s going to stay being an imagine, but let me know PLEASE in the COMMENTS if you want more. I have tons of ideas. There will end up being cute fluffy scenes where Eddie cares for the kids if it extends. 

You’ll Always Have Me Masterlist

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You grip your face shocked, feeling the warmth rush to your skin. Your boyfriend Brandon shocked, drunkenly taken back glancing at his hand in front of him. You step back tears starting to fall down your face. He hit you again, after he said he wouldn't.

"I'm done." You barely whisper, running out of the room. The adrenaline starts pumping through your veins as you start to stuff your clothes and the kids clothes into a diaper bag. You were just trying to help your crying son who was only 8 months old. Brandon didn't like that and pushed you away from him, in his drunken state and told you that you weren't allowed to till the argument was over. Angered you pushed him back, which resulted in him giving you a clean slap to the face.

It was so loud when it happened, echoing in your ears. You had just asked him to please stop drinking like you have done for the last 3 almost 4 years. This wasn't the first time Brandon had laid his hands on you, but you promised yourself if he did it again you were leaving. You sniffle, wiping your tears away as you grab your daughter who was sleeping soundly in her bed. She looked so peaceful, not knowing what was going on in the next room. She was just turned 2, so innocent and pure.

You pushed the thoughts out of your head as she stirs in your arms. "Mommy?" She whimpers, making your heart ache knowing this was best for all of you. "Shhh it's okay baby," You whisper giving a small kiss to her temple. As you inhale, preparing yourself for the mess you will find in the living room.

"(Y/N) please don't do this," Brandon begs, grabbing your hand as you set your daughter down. You feel rage come over your whole body as you rip your hand back. "Don't I do this?" Where was that thinking when you slapped me? When you shoved me down on the ground bruising my whole side? When you choked me on multiple different occasions?" You spat at him, moving towards your sleeping son.

"I didn't mean to do any of it." He begs, moving to his knees. He looked pathetic and drunk on the ground. "You were sober for most of that." You shake your head, slowly putting the sleeping angel into his car seat. "(Y/N) please I can't live without you." He cries, still on his knees. You sigh, grabbing your keys, the kids, and your belongings. You walk over to the door and turn around. "Well I'm sorry Brandon but I can."

The cold night air hits your face as you walk to your car. Tears streaming down your face as you realize you are doing this. You are leaving, and you are going to be leaving for good. This isn't like any other times.

Where do I go? You wreak your brain glancing at the clock. 10:48 pm. Great, what day is it? Thursday? No it's Friday. I could go to my mom's. But who even knows if she's awake. What would she think if I went there? Is Dustin home? Would he be awake?

You mind races as your subconscious drives you to where it knows you should go. Home. Your heart races as you pull into the driveway to see your little brother already outside, and he wasn't alone. He smiles and waves, but looks confused on why you were there. Do you have the kids? Is everything alright, he wondered. You start to shake knowing everyone will soon know about the one thing you've been hiding for years. How Brandon actually treated you.

Getting out of the car you felt embarrassed that it got to this point. But you were a stay at home mom, who's in college, luckily this is your last semester for you associates degree.  But the thing was you're only 20 years old. During all of your thinking your little brother had walked up to the car. "Is everything alright (Y/N)?" He asks you, putting his hand on your shoulder. You turn to look at him, tears welding in your eyes as you just let all of your emotions go.

"Shhhh. What happened?" Dustin tries to calm you, rubbing your back. You sniffle hard, and go to speak, lifting your head off his shoulder. You make eye contact with him and break down again, sobbing even harder. How could you, his older sister tell him you messed up your life? You were too busy crying to notice the group of boys who slowly joined around the vehicle, wondering what could possibly be wrong. Among the group was Eddie Munson, originally in your class.

"He hit me for the last time." You sniffled, lifting your head to see all the jaws drop around you. That sight just make you cry harder. You felt weak, and like a failure for having even gotten into a relationship like that. Let alone having kids with someone like that. "He hit you?" Dustin asks, shocked the words came out of your mouth. If he's being honest he never cared for Brandon. He always thought he wasn't good enough for you. "Yes, but tonight was the last time I'm ever allowing it to happen." You sigh, pulling back and wiping your wet skin with the back of your hand. You all see a car pull up behind you on the road, not just any car though. Brandon's.

He hops out, not knowing what to expect. She's never told anyone before, maybe tonight would be the same he thought. "Just leave Brandon." You yell, turning and pointing back to his car. Eddie was furious though, seeing him walking like nothing mattered. How dare he put his hands on you? On anyone? "She said go." Eddie spoke up, loudly making everyone look at him. This is when you finally noticed who all was standing around you. What was Eddie doing here with your little brother? You haven't seen him since high school, I mean besides at the store here and there. You haven't actually had a conversation since your senior year 2 years ago.

"Stay out of this Munson," Brandon spits. Eddie smirks, feeling anger taking over his every move. "Or else what Smith? You gonna put your hands on me too?" Eddie asks, walking closer to him ever so slightly adjusting his rings. Brandon stops in his tracks, eyes widening slightly as he realized everyone knew. "I-I-I didn't mean to." He stutters, backing up slightly. "Sounds to me like it wasn't the first time." Eddie shrugs, continuing towards the boy. "It wasn't," you tell him, letting him know all he needed to know. Brandon sees Munson and the rest of the boys start moving towards him and turns around heart beating fast. He runs, hoping to make it to his car scared of the fate that sits before him.

He wasn't fast enough though. Turns out Eddie can move quickly when he's pissed. Brandon feels his body slam against the car, someone pulling his hair back lifting it off the cool metal. "I always knew you were a little bitch Smith." Eddie tells the boy, pulling his neck back, so he has to look at him. "Hitting girls is a low blow, especially the mother of your children." Eddie spits at him, slamming his head onto the car, causing blood to trickle from his nose. "Ohh," the young boys gasp, surprised at the sight in front of them. None of them had ever really have seen this side of Eddie. You feel a moment of happiness, part of you wanting to stop the scene but part of you happy to see he was finally getting what was coming.

If you're being honest it's hot to see Eddie like this, defending you. You always had a little thing for Eddie but got with Brandon when you were 16. You didn't expect the relationship to go where it did, but here you are with your two kids in the car leaving him. You watch as Eddie turns Brandon around, giving him a swift punch to the jaw. Eddie's rings made Brandon's jaw deliver a loud crack when meeting the bone sitting underneath his skin. Brandon grips his face, and falls forward onto the ground, trying to run away. Eddie smirks adjusting his rings again as he talks a step towards the pathetic boy.

"Still like hitting things Smith? Feel good to get beat on?" Eddie taunts, giving him a good kick in the leg. Brandon falls onto the ground groaning. Everyone watches the fight unfold wondering if they should intervene. "You should of left when she told you to." Eddie chuckles, giving him one last good kick to the abdomen. Brandon groans, arms moving to his lower stomach. Eddie squats down and lights a cigarette, grabbing the beat up boy by his shirt. He blows out smoke as he looks at him.

"Now you are going to leave, and not come back?" Eddie points at him, cigarette getting so close to Brandon's skin. He nods as Eddie smirks, standing up and dragging Brandon with him. "Go." He shoos, pushing the boy to his vehicle. We all watch as Eddie stands in the road, waving Brandon goodbye. Everyone besides you starts to clap applauding the man. You were too shocked, still not believing the events that took place tonight. Eddie makes his way to the driveway, looking up from his feet.

Your eyes meet as he walks up to you. "I'm sorry you had to go through that." He tells you, scratching the back of his head. His heart breaks at the look in your eye, seeing how broken you were. Eddie has always been fond of you, and was upset when you got with Brandon. When he found out you were having his baby he was sure that his chance with you was gone.

"Thank you." You manage to muster out. "Anytime love, you'll always have me." He nods at you, taking one last drag.

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Please comment if you want this as a fic so I know. PLEASEEEE.

[annaphoenix1994]

Bedtime Stories

Masterlist:

Simon reads his son a bedtime story.

Tags: Fluff/Domestic Simon/Parent Simon

"Daddy? How did you meet mommy?

Simon was a tough nut to crack when it came to opening up and trusting his partner. You couldn’t blame him though as most of his adult life consisted of military obligations. Having no time for a family or even a spouse.

That was until you two had met at a bar in Mexico. You were off duty and remember Simon’s eyes through his cloth mask. You didn’t think nothing of it as almost everyone that came in with him had one on. And it was cold that month as well, even in Mexico.

You two hadn’t seen each other since until you both were sent home after a successful tour, crossing each other’s paths once again after your car had broken down a few blocks from his house. It all went down from there.

Fast forward to a year later and he’s ready to pop the question. However he wouldn’t admit that he was scared to. He had always been afraid of giving trust into someone else, even though you had proven numerous times that you would never betray him.

After being guided by Soap, his closest friend, he had the confidence in himself to ask you to marry him, Soap telling him that it was going to be the easiest question he would ever have to ask because everybody knew that you wouldn’t say no.

Fast forward to two years later when you’re both happily married with a baby on the way. You thought Simon was protective of you before, but especially now with a baby, his baby, on the way, he’s on you like he was assigned to be your bodyguard. The military never left him after all. He wouldn’t let you pick up anything he thought was too heavy for you, drive on your own, or even go to a highly populated area by yourself unless you were with your friends. At least someone to be there with you. You didn’t mind as he was never pushy with it, just always implying that he wanted to be there to protect you even though being off duty was the safest the both of you will ever be.

“Daddy? Can you tell me a bedtime story?” His son, Lucas, asked as he had his favorite blanket tucked under his nose.

He sighed as he truly didn’t know one to tell that wasn’t filled with the horrors he’d experienced. He never remembered any stories from when he was a kid. He always let you tell Lucas stories as you could make one up on the spot. As for Simon, he couldn’t.

“What do you want to hear?” He asked him, trying to buy himself more time.

“Can you tell me a war story?” He asked, a grin appearing on his lips. His brown eyes matched Simon’s, although they held happiness and innocence whereas Simon’s carried the images of war within his.

Simon shook his head, “I-I don’t know if that’s a good idea…”

Lucas frowned, “Why not?”

“My war stories aren’t what you see in books, kid.”

Simon shook his head, desperately hoping you had come home by now to break the silence.

"Please, daddy?"

Simon shook his head, "Maybe another time. I have to think of a good one."

Lucas nodded before asking another question, "Daddy, how did you meet mommy?"

Finally, something he was more confident to answer. Although you two had met while on duty, he didn't have to tell Lucas that. "I met your mother at a restaurant. Believe it or not, she talked to me first. I was too scared to talk to her."

"Why were you scared, daddy?"

"I was afraid she would think I was silly."

Lucas nodded.

"We had a good night together, but after that, I didn't see her for a while until a few years later when I got back home."

"Then what happened?"

He breathed a chuckle, "Her car broke down on her way to work and I just so happened to be outside, so I went to help her. After that, we got to know each other and ended up how you see us now." He explained, leaving out specific details.

Seeing that Lucas's attention was becoming a bit dull, Simon's attention turned to the children's book on the nightstand, seeing a small piece of paper that marked the last few pages of the book. "Has your mother finished this for you yet?"

Lucas shook his head, "Can you finish it?"

Simon nodded, hiding a smirk, "It's about that bloke of a sheep and how he keeps running off."

"B-But Johnny got it for me for my birthday. He told me you like sheep."

Simon sighed, knowing that it wasn't a surprise for Soap to say such a silly thing, "I'm sure he did."

[ladylovesloki]

Something Real: Chapter Seven

Pairings: Loki X Reader

Warnings: None

Summary: Reader deals with the after effects of her scary encounter at the hospital. Narfi’s ability gets Loki in his feelings.

A/N: I am loving writing this story..I have so many fun ideas for our little family. Thank you all for reading 💚

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“Ahhh!!!”

Your body shoots up in your bed, Loki is right there with you. Immediately awake after hearing your scream.”

“Darling, shh…you’re home…you’re in our bed…everything is alright.”

This has been your life the last few nights after the incident at the hospital. You were awoken by horrible nightmares of it, worst case scenarios going through your mind.

You whimper miserably, “Loki…”, you curl your body into his embrace and he slowly rocks your body to soothe you.

Your sobs start to calm and then you hear your bedroom door open slowly, the light from the hallway lighting up the dark room.

“Mommy? Are you ok?” Narfi’s little voice breaks through the sound of your beating heart pounding in your ears.

You sniffle and slowly sit up, Loki keeping contact with you by rubbing your back comfortingly.

“Yes baby, I’m ok. Just a bad dream.”

You took a good look at him, rubbing your eyes to clear the tears swimming in them making your eyesight blurry. You can see his eyes were red, and he had dried tears down his little cheeks.

You wave him over, “come here baby…are you ok?” 

He gets in bed and curls his body into yours just like you curled into Loki after your nightmare.

You can feel his little body shaking, “Narfi, what’s wrong? I’m ok, I promise.”

“I…felt..it” he whispers into your chest.

“Felt what son?” Loki asks, curiosity in his voice?

“Mommy..” he answers and then looks back at you, “I felt how scared you were..”

You look over at Loki and he looks over at you, you notice he doesn’t look surprised.

“You felt your mother’s emotions?”, Narfi nods, “is this the first time?”

Narfi shakes his head.

“Is it just mommy, or do you feel others as well?”

“Sometimes Vali when he’s really upset…”

“How about me? Do you feel my emotions?”

Narfi shakes his head no.

“Interesting.” Loki says pensively.

You take your hand and start to run it through Narfi’s hair trying to sooth him, “well, I am alright baby, I just had a bad dream. Can you feel what I’m feeling right now?”

He shakes his head no again.

“I feel so happy and thankful that I have you and your brother.”

“And daddy?”

You nod your head, “and daddy. I love you baby.”

He yawns a big yawn, “I love you too mommy.”

Loki brushes Narfi’s hair, his head still laying against his mother’s chest. Slowly his eyes started to close until he falls asleep in your arms.

“Shall we put him back in his bed?” 

“No, he’s fine.” You hold him tighter to your chest and place kisses on the top of his head.

“Come.” Loki leans back against the headboard and pulls you into his arms, he wraps his arm around you and continues to run his hand through Narfi’s hair.

“Why don’t you go back to sleep darling. I will watch over you both.”

“Thank you Loki, I love you.” You tilt your head up and give him a quick kiss.

“Of course darling, I love you too. Rest.”

So you place your head on his chest and close your eyes, drifting off to the sounds of your sons light breathing and Loki’s heart beating against your ear.

~~A few hours later~~

“Hey! I wasn’t invited to the sleepover!!” Vali whines after he discovers his brother in bed with their parents.

Loki looks down at you and Narfi, both of you sound asleep, he gently rises from the bed trying not to disturb the two of you. He walks toward Vali and gives him a shooing motion telling him to leave the room quietly.

Loki and Vali step out of the room and he lightly closes the door behind him, “your mother and brother had a bad night Vali, he has only been in there for a few hours.” 

Loki knew all too well the feeling of being left out or feeling like the lesser son, he didn’t want either of his children to know what that rejection feels like so he was very clear with Vali about what happened.

“Oh..are they ok?”

Loki smiles down at Vali, what a wonderful job you have done raising them. Both of them showing empathy that he was never able to show to anyone besides his own mother and sometimes Thor. They were both making him ridiculously proud.

“Yes my boy, just some bad dreams. It looks like your bother seems to be a bit of an empath.”

“What’s that?”

“It means your brother is someone who can feel other’s emotions.”

“Wow..”

“Yes, it looks like the both of you have powers that are developing much faster now that you are getting older…I will have to make some adjustments to both of your studies” Loki murmurs out loud.

“Cool!” Vali exclaims excitedly.

“Yes..cool..how about we make a nice breakfast for your mother and brother?”

“Ok!” Vali dashes to the kitchen and starts to take out the ingredients for pancakes, Loki has found out after these weeks of living with his family that pancakes are clearly the favored breakfast food.

KNOCK KNOCK

“You continue Vali, I will see who it is.”

Vali nods at Loki and continues to gather his ingredients.

Loki walks to the door and looks through the peephole and sees someone he definitely didn’t expect.

He swings the door open.

“What is it Sylvie?”

“Good morning to you as well Loki.”

Loki just blinks at her waiting for her to tell him what she’s at his home for.

“I just wanted to come and check on y/n..Val told me what happened.”

Loki looks back into the house and sees Vali at the counter starting to crack eggs in a bowl, he steps outside and closes the door.

“Keep your voice down, the boys don’t know about what happened to y/n.”

Sylvie nods, “how is she?”

“Why do you care?”

“I care because she cared about what happened to me…”

Loki looks at Sylvie with suspicion for a moment but could detect no lie.

“She’s..still a little shaken..nightmares plague her but she’s strong, she will be alright. Thank you…for coming by and checking on her.”

Sylvie nods, “will you tell her I came by?”

Loki was hesitant at first, still not trusting Sylvie completely but he nods his head nonetheless.

Sylvie nods her goodbye and leaves, Loki watches her go still feeling conflicted about her staying on this timeline. He would let this continue..for now..

He walks back in the house, “ok dad! Everything is mixed!!”

Loki walks over to his son and pats his head, “good job my boy. Would you like to cook them on the stove or shall I do it with magic?”

“Ooo magic! Magic!”

“Not surprised” Loki says to himself, laughing at his sons enthusiasm to see more magic.

“Alright let’s go over to the table.”

Vali hops down from his stool and runs over to the table trusting that Loki will grab the bowl of pancake mix.

Loki does grab it and heads over to the table, with a movement of his hand plates and cups appeared.

“Woowww..” Vali breathes out, still amazed whenever his dad shows off his magic.

Loki smiles at Vali and then gets his attention, “come here son.”

Vali walks over to him and Loki takes the hand that’s not holding the bowl of mix and puts his hand on Vali’s shoulder, moving him so he is standing directly in front of him facing the table.

He takes Vali’s hands and places the bowl in them, Loki then takes his own hands and cradles Vali’s hands that are holding the bowl.

“Ok my son, we will do this together, I want you to close your eyes and envision pancakes on the table instead of the empty plates.”

Vali looks up at his dad like he was crazy.

Loki laughs at his little expression, “come now you’ve done more complicated spells since I have arrived here. Close your eyes and focus, think about the fluffy pancakes your mother makes for you, the color of them, the steam rising from the piles on each plate.”

Vali closes his eyes and envisions his favorite breakfast and after a few moments the plates on the table were now filled with perfectly cooked, hot pancakes. They weren’t perfect as far as the shape of them but for his first time, Vali did a wonderful job.

Loki walks over to the table to inspect them closer and then takes a bite of one.

“Mmm delicious my son, well done.”

Vali smiles with pride and Loki uses his own magic to fill the table with orange juice, coffee and syrup. 

“Alright, how about you go wash up to eat and I will wake your mother and brother.”

“Ok dad!” Vali runs off to his bathroom while Loki makes his way to your shared bedroom.

He walks in and sees you and Narfi still cuddled up together sound asleep, he walks to the bed slowly, trying not to make too much noise.

He rubs your shoulder with his hand, “darling..Vali has made us all a wonderful meal. Would you and Narfi like to join us for breakfast?”

“Mmm I can smell it…pancakes?”

Loki huffs a small laugh, “of course, did you expect anything else?”

“Not really, coffee?”

“Oh yes..”

“Wonderful”, you look down at Narfi sound asleep, “honey..Narfi..you want some pancakes?”

At the word pancakes Narfi’s eyes immediately shoot open, “Oooo pancakes!!”

He darts off the bed and you call after him, “brush your teeth first!!”

Loki laughs at the two of you and then leans down to give you a kiss, “are you alright darling?”

“Yes, thank you..I don’t know why I can’t get over this..and knowing Narfi feels what I feel…”

“Don’t worry about that just yet my love, I will help him control it now I know what his powers are manifesting into. He will be alright.”

You smile at him, “thank you.”

“Of course….ummm..Sylvie stopped by a short while ago….”

“Oh?”

“Yes, she wanted to check on you. Apparently Val told her about the incident at the hospital.”

“Oh…well that was kind of her..”

“Suspicious you mean?”

You roll your eyes at him, “Loki you need to try and be civil with her at least. She might be here for a while..”

“Are we sure that was a good idea?”

“Loki…we talked about this…”

“I know, I know… come on, get freshened up and I will check that the children haven’t eaten all of the pancakes.”

Loki walks back into the dining room and sees his children already digging into their breakfast, “well Vali? Are you satisfied with your hard work?”

“Mhmmhmm” he nods his head, mouth full of pancakes.

He smiles then looks at Narfi, “and you Narfi? How do you like the breakfast your brother prepared?”

Just like his brother his mouth his full, “so..good! Thank you Vali!”.

Loki laughs as you walk in, “don’t talk with your mouth full Narfi. Ohh these look delicious!”

“I made them mom!”

“Good job buddy! Thank you for making us breakfast!”, you give him a kiss on the top of his head.

You sit down and enjoyed your meal, feeling incredibly thankful to be surrounded by your family.

The children spent the afternoon practicing their magic with Loki, he really wanted to see how strong of an empath Narfi was so he started doing small tests to gauge where he was.

After, you couldn’t help but see Loki looking a little down. You were sitting outside, you both were cuddled together on a lounge chair. Loki was sitting behind you and you were sitting in between his legs, your back against his chest. The boys were playing not too far away from your line of sight.

You could tell Loki was distracted so you decided to test and see how much he was paying attention. You look behind you to look him in his eyes which are staring off into the distance. “Soo..I think I’m gonna quit my job and become a stripper…there’s a new club opening up in town and the owner said I would be a really great fit..” 

He nods, “that sounds great darling…”

“Yea..I think it will be really lucrative for me, those private lap dances really bring in the cash..”

“Yes, yes….WAIT..WHAT?!” Loki finally listening to what you were actually saying.

“You ok? You seem like you are somewhere else..”

“I just…Narfi’s abilities are concerning me…”

“Concerning you?! What do you mean?”, you ask worriedly.

“He’s fine darling, nothing like that…what I mean is that he can feel your emotions, Vali’s, Thor’s…even Val…but he…he doesn’t feel mine..”

“Well…maybe he hasn’t been around you long enough?…”

“I’m not sure…It’s just a reminder that I’m not…”

You put your hand over his mouth to stop him from finishing his sentence.

“Hey…you are their father…do you understand? You get up with them every morning and make sure they have a great start to their day, you are guiding them through this life in a way that I would’ve been incapable of doing. You are the father that they need and they deserve. I am so thankful for you Loki and I know those boys are too…”

He leans forward and give you a sweet kiss.

“Thank you my love.”

And then out of nowhere, Narfi throws his arms around Loki’s neck from behind the lounge chair.

“Hey buddy” Loki pats his head hanging over his shoulder, “are you alright?”

Narfi nods his head and tightens his hold on his dad.

“I love you dad.”

Loki looks over at you and then moves Narfi around the lounge chair so he can sit next to his hip.

“I love you too son…are you sure you’re alright?”

“Yea…you just felt so sad…

“Felt? You…felt my emotions? My sadness?”

Narfi nods his head.

“Oh my boy”, Loki wraps his hand around the back of Narfi’s neck and pulls him in for a hug. 

He looks over at you and you give him a soft smile. You look over to Vali and give him a hand motion to come over and join the little family moment.

“Come on bud, dad needs a hug.”

You stand up and Vali playfully jumps onto the lounge chair and joins the group hug knowing that this was exactly what Loki needed. 

He takes them both in his arms and they wrap their arms around him, burying their faces in his neck.

His eyes are closed, absorbing the affection and love he was getting from his children. He finally opens his eyes and looks at you, he gives you a watery smile and mouths “thank you”.

You give him a smile of your own and mouth, “I love you.”

To be continued…

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[abbatoirablaze]

Ex Wive's Club, Chapter 1

Word Count: 3.5k

Warnings: innuendos, mentions of unprotected sex, angst, mentions of a separation, regrets. 

Missy and Bucky

“That’s Thor,” Jane smiled nervously, looking at you, “he-he’s my ex-husband.”

You nearly choked on the caramel mocha heated beverage in your hand.  Your eyes went wide as you looked at her.  You knew that she had been with one of the avengers, just as you had, but for some reason, you hadn’t imagined that she was previously married to Thor.  You’d just thought that she was an overly friendly civilian, “oh my god-I-“

“It’s fine,” she smirked, eyeing you up and down, “he’s gorgeous.  I know.  Just like all of those stubborn bastards.  Can you just pretend to hate him with me for a few seconds before you start drooling though?  I did it for you last week when we got Jasper from Bucky!”

“Fine…you’re lucky I’m off this weekend that I could come with you.  Usually, I’m not and he’s got Jas…” You sighed playing with your son’s hair.  She rolled her eyes, not wanting to argue over last weekend, and how you had been eye-fucking each other the entire time.  What she didn’t know was that you had slept with your own ex-husband when he asked you to come over later that night. 

“This isn’t right, James…”

“Then why does it feel s right?” he purred huskily against your throat, his stubble sending a shiver up your spine.  He inhaled deeply, and his grip on the globes of your ass tightened as he kneaded the flesh; a low growl escaping his lips as you heard the mechanics of his vibranium arm softly whirring, “fuck, Mel…I miss you baby…”

“Jam-“

But he cut you off, his lips pressing against yours, claiming every ounce of your resolve with the passionate hold he had on you.

The two of you sipped your coffee in silence as you watched the large man head towards the two of you with his own umbrella and her son. 

“Mommy?”

“Yes baby?”

“Hogun said his daddy likes you!”

Jane laughed, her brow raising as she started looking at Jasper, “oh really?”

“Mhmm,” he hummed happily, sipping on his juice box, “he saw the photo of us that I brought to show my daddy at the tower of our vacation to the beach and he called you a ‘major babe.’  Mr. Loki said he’d like to show you some magic too!  Hogun says he’s a really good magician.”

Jane frowned, “Loki is a trickster and a jerk.  Your mommy should stay away from him.  She definitely doesn’t want whatever magic he can show her.”

“What’s a babe?”

“It’s what men say when they are too much of a pig to call a beautiful woman pretty,” Jane laughed, tapping your son’s nose, “right?”

“Right!” you confirmed as your friend shook her head at you. 

“Uncle Steve called you a stripper again!” he said thoughtfully, “what’s a stripper, mommy?”

“It’s mommy’s job!” you sighed quickly, knowing that you’d have to talk to Bucky again about mentioning your profession in front of your son, “Uncle Steve is just mad that mommy made you with your daddy and not him.  You tell him that next time he calls mommy a stripper, okay?”

“Okay mommy!”

But you were soon lost in your own thoughts as Thor smiled when he saw you.  You could have sworn you saw electricity bouncing off his fingertips the closer he got, “Jane?”

“Oh, don’t fall for that trick,” she scoffed.  When you didn’t respond, she hit your side, “I’m serious. That’s his go-to.  Look, if you’re going to go for him, at least make him work for it!  Or break up with the girlfriend he’s got hanging around the tower…Hogun said that he’s letting some girl and her daughter schlep around with him.”  

“Oh don’t worry, I won’t go for i-“

You blushed, hiding beneath the umbrella as he walked across the parking lot to meet the three of you.  As soon as her son saw yours, the two began racing towards one another, “JASPER!”

“HOGUN!” Your son cheered as the two hugged.  Thor gave the two boys an amused look as he herded them back towards the two of you. 

“I believe this little one is yours!”

“T-thank you!”

“We’ve never officially met,” Thor grinned, his one blue eye sparkling deviously as his dark brown eye seemed to be gauging you, “I’m Hogun’s father, Thor.  God of Thunder!”

“That’s my mommy,” Jasper smiled, crossing his arms, “and I’m on to you.  Miss. Jane told me what you called my mommy, and that Mr. Loki is a trickster.”

“Well Mr. Loki is a trickster,” Thor chuckled, leaning down to ruffle his hair.  But his gaze caught you as he asked his question, “oh Miss Jane told you what it meant, hmmm?”

“My mom may be a babe, but trust me, you’re gonna have to work for it,” he replied quickly, “whatever that means.  That’s what they said anyways!”

“Oh, do I?” he smirked.  Jane rolled her eyes at the two of you, already knowing Thor’s less than subtle ways of flirting.

“Do you, what?”

“Have to work for it?” he asked calmly, his gaze melting you. 

You nodded, “yeah…I don’t care about fancy tricks, or power moves.  But I think my ex-husband might care if you did flirt with me.”

“Oh, I’ve got a few, ‘power moves,’ that I think you’d like very much.”

“No, I don’t think you get it,” Jasper laughed, “my daddy is really strong.  Big power moves don’t scare her.  My mommy is a high-class stripper…at least that’s what my daddy always says when uncle Steve calls her one…”

“JASPER!”

“What?” he grinned, “Daddy told me that’s where you met before you prayed to god for me!”

“I wasn’t praying to god!  I prayed to the stork!”

“Mommy I may be little, but just last week I heard you and daddy praying to god for another baby!”

“Oh really?” Jane smiled, looking at you, “I thought you and Bucky were done praying to god for another baby…”

“Well, I don’t know why she’d be saying things like ‘oh god,’ and daddy would be saying ‘one more’ and calling for a baby!”

Jane laughed, a shit-eating grin on her face.  Just last week you had told her that you and Bucky were done, and you were officially off of his dick, “so you and Barnes again…”

“It was a one-time thing, okay,” you muttered extremely embarrassed, “I haven’t had sex in over two years!”

And with your admission you heard Thor’s deep laughter.  Your eyes went wide as you had forgotten that he was still near you and hadn’t walked away. 

“Worry not, fair maiden.  I only tease in good spirits,” Thor chuckled, “I have my own maiden.  And we have quite the little blended family between our four.”

You put your hand over your forehead and bit your lip, a new wave of embarrassment flushing over your features.  Not only had you slept with your ex-husband, but apparently your son had heard it as well…and he was now telling your best friend and her ex-husband.

“Jasper…honey, mommy loves you, but I think you need to shut up.”

“Ohhh,” Jasper gasped, “shut up is a bad word mommy!  Mommy said a bad word…you need to get spanked now!”

“I could happily think of many who would assist with that,” Thor grinned, “Jasper, I could get someone to spank your mommy for using bad words!”

“Well you better do it soon,” he all but roared as he shook his head, “mommy was using them like crazy last week.  I could barely sleep!”

“JASPER, Stop it right now!” He looked at you with an icy stare that matched his fathers, “I’m so sorry.”

“Worry not,” Thor chuckled yet again, “Like I said, I know what a small person can say…”

“Daddy, don’t forget, Miss Lily asked if you could stop at the store on the way home.  She was gonna make Love’s favorite, but we don’t have any potatoes.”

“Thank you, kind Hogun.” The little boy smiled at his father’s thanks, “Jane…will you and Hogun be fine if I go?”

“Yeah.”

“Enjoy your weekend with your mother, Hogun, and be well to her,” Thor reminded him.  The little boy rolled his eyes, already over the idea of his father’s sentimental goodbye as he began talking animatedly with Jasper, “nice meeting you, maiden friend of Janes.”

“Yeah…you too.”

“So you and Barnes…” Jane smirked, nudging you once her ex-husband was finally out of ear shot.  You looked at her and she began giggling as the two of you started towards your car, “what happened to just being there for Cami and Jasper?”

“My pussy started feeling left out,” you muttered, ashamed of yourself, “you know how I am when it comes to James, Jane…he’s my kryptonite.”

“They’re superheroes, Mel,” she laughed, “no need to go using their references to describe them.”

“I still love him, Jane.”

“I know, sweetie…but you told yourself when you agreed to be there for Cami and let him back in to Jasper’s life that you wouldn’t let yourself get wrapped back up in him…”

“But Steve’s not controlling him anymore.”

“You really think you and Barnes can make it work this time?”

“I don’t know,” you admitted gently, “but I think I want to try.”

Steve and Cami

Steve sat, hunched over in his heavy, ornate chair.  A retired golden boy with tears making his eyes appear to be glassy as he refused to look up.  His large hands blocked off his face from the rest of the world as he sniffled into them once more. 

To say that he regretted leaving Cami would have been an understatement. 

The more time he spent with Peggy, the more that he realized she wasn’t the one that he really loved.  He wasn’t entirely sure Cami was the one, but she was damn close to it.  She’d done everything for him. 

She gave herself to him. 

She married him. 

She gave him his daughters. 

She made him feel like even though he was a man out of time, everything was okay.  That she was there to hold his hand. 

He never felt that way with Peggy. 

Sure, there was a rush.  At first. 

He’d been given a chance at ‘the one that got away’ because of the accident.  Or so he thought.  But the longer she was in his arms, the angrier he got. 

She was possessive. 

She was controlling. 

Peggy Carter was his jailer. 

It was only in rare instances where Peggy took a mission that Steve was actually able to spend time with his daughters. 

His daughters. 

He sniffled once again, thinking about his three-year-old set of twins.  How he’d spent the first half of the morning with Cami there because the girls didn’t really recognize him and didn’t want to call him daddy. 

It broke his heart. 

Sam had opted not to hang around, and Steve knew it was for his sake.  Because when he was the girls clung to him and called for him. 

Steve remembered the days when his girls were his though.  All three of them.  How beautiful Cami looked when she was pregnant; glowing and excited.  How he’d spent so much time setting up the nursery with her, only for them both to be so tired a month in that Steve moved the bassinets into their room for easy access. 

How Cami continued to treat him like a king, showing him affection in front of the girls so that they would by proxy accept him too. 

And he’d gone forward with Peggy’s requests.  Leaving her.  Filing for divorce and moving in with Peggy.  Trying to get the girls to call Peggy ‘mom’ after Peggy realized that she couldn’t have children of her own. 

He knew that he broke Cami’s heart.  He stepped on it and shattered it into a million pieces.  But that was just like Steve to do something like that.  If things ever went too well for him, he had to sabotage it.  Because he didn’t believe that he deserved those happy endings. 

“Daddy?”

Steve’s head shot up.  He hadn’t expected either of the girls to be up, but yet there they stood, in front of their super soldier father with looks of concern on their faces.  Steve was quick to wipe his face, not wanting his girls to see him crying. 

“H-hey.  What are you girls doing up?”

“Daddy…bad dream,” Stephanie squeaked, being the braver of the two.  She let go of her twin’s hand and held her arms out to her father, “uppies?”

“Of course,” he sighed, heartbroken that his little girls couldn’t even get a proper night’s rest without Cami with them.  He scooped Stephanie up and she instantly nuzzled into his neck.  He looked at Jamie, who stood with her hands wrung together.  He knew that Jamie had always leaned towards Cami and been more reserved.  She wouldn’t offer up any information.  Even as an infant she would cry softly to herself and try to self-sooth rather than wake one of them up, “Jamie…do you want daddy to pick you up too?”

She batted her lashes, silent tears falling as she ran to him.  He picked her up and she nuzzled against him as well. 

“Scary dream daddy.”

“It’s okay babies…daddy’s got you,” Steve cooed, suddenly transported back to the time when Sasha was that small, “I’ll keep the bad dreams away.”

“Keep mean lady way too!”

Steve’s brow furrowed as he looked at Stephanie.  She gave him a pointed look, and he knew what she was referring to.

“Peggy is not here, Steph..”

“No more mean lady daddy,” she repeated, tears brimming in her eyes, “Scare Jamie.”

“Scare Stephy too!” Jamie called, not wanting to be left out, “no more lady daddy.”

“Girls-“

“Daddy call mommy…”

Steve frowned, looking at the clock on his desk, “it’s nearly midnight, Stepha-“

“Mommy,” Jamie whimpered, silently crying as her crystalline eyes mirrored his own, “Want mommy.”

Steve sighed and silently agreed, picking up his phone.  With a heavy heart he dialed Cami’s number and waited for her to pick up on the video call.  Two rings in and she picked up.  Steve’s heart melted when he saw his ex-wife.  She looked like a nervous wreck.

“Steve…what’s wrong?  Is one of the girl-“

“Mommy!” Jamie whimpered, still tucked into her father’s neck.

“The-the girls had a bad dream,” Steve said with a weak tone, “th-they wanted me to call.”

She sighed, and Steve regretted his actions, “hey girls…mommy’s here…”

“Mommy no here!” Stephanie frowned, looking around the room.  Cami frowned from her own bedroom, knowing that the girls wanted both Steve and herself in the same room. 

“Mommy’s at home babies…you’re with daddy tonight, remember?”

“Mommy too!” Jamie whimpered. 

“I-I can’t come to daddy’s house,” she said softly, “Miss. Peggy doesn’t like it.”

“No like mean lady.”

Steve frowned, knowing that Peggy would lose her mind if she came back from the mission early and saw Cami in their place.  Steve bit the inside of his cheek and looked at the door of his office, “I-I’m only a floor away from you…we-we could come up…”

Her own eyes flickered away from the camera and Steve knew she was debating on whether or not that was a good idea, especially since she was sort of, unofficially seeing Sam.

“Mommy…want to come home.”

“Just tonight,” she sighed, quickly caving at the request of her daughters, “but you leave in the morning.”

Steve was quick to agree as he picked up the girls and handed them his phone, “talk to mommy while we go…”

“Mommy bad dream!” Stephanie said quickly.  She kept Cami occupied, talking all about her bad dream, while Jamie continued to hide away in her father’s neck.  Steve slipped on his shoes and made his way out of the apartment.

“You okay Jamie?” he asked softly while they waited for the elevator.

His little girl whimpered again, shaking her head, “want mommy and daddy…”

“I know baby…”

“Mommy and daddy together.”

“Baby…”

She huffed and cried softly against his neck as Steve boarded the elevator, taking it to the floor above himself.  When the doors opened, Cami was waiting.  She hung up the phone and both girls instantly nuzzled Steve when she reached for them. 

“Mommy daddy together…”

“Stephanie,” she said in a warning tone, “we’ve talked about this.”

She shook her head and wrapped her little arms around Steve’s neck.  Steve’s brow furrowed and she waved it off, leading him back to her apartment. 

When she led him in, everything that he missed about her came rushing back.  Everything he missed about being married slapped him across the face.  Her apartment felt like home.  There were drawings on the fridge, and pictures of herself and the girls nearly everywhere, with a few earlier family photos including Steve dotted among them. 

“You can put them in my room,” she offered with a heavy sigh, “they won’t sleep in their beds tonight.”

Steve nodded, following her back to her bedroom to place the girls in the unmade bed.  They whimpered, but didn’t fight against him, especially once she joined him in tucking them in.  With the girls safely tucked away, Steve followed Cami back out to the kitchen, where she poured herself a cup of coffee.

“You want some?” she asked.  He chuckled, his mind going back to when they were infants, and Steve would drink an entire pot of coffee when they woke up in the middle of the night, while she had to settle for a single cup or two.  Her brow furrowed, “what?  Why are you laughing, Steve?”

He huffed, the chuckle still passing through his lips, “remember when the girls were born…and a month in we were like zombies?”

The small smile pressed onto her face as she nodded, “when the girls had colic?”

“Yeah,” he agreed, feeling more nostalgic as ever as he looked at her, “you were still breastfeeding so you could only have like a single cup of coffee…”

“And you drank the rest of the pot on your own,” she laughed gently, looking longingly at the coffee pot, “I remember you started drinking it straight from the pot one night because you were so far gone.  Who knew all it would take was a set of twins to wear out a super soldier?”

“Hey…they’ve both got the serum running through their veins…I’m surprised you could keep up…”

“They’re my babies, Steve…of course I can…”

There was an awkward pause as they both began to feel too comfortable with one another, falling into a slow, but confident rhythm.  Steve sighed, “Is it wrong that I miss those days?”

“No,” she offered sadly, “I mean…before we split, I wanted to do it all over again…so-“

But she stopped herself, realizing the error in her words; admitting to the man that she was still in the process of divorcing that she had wanted more children with him.  Steve’s heart felt like it fell to the floor, “you wanted another one?”

“Steve…we shouldn’-“

“You wanted another baby?” Steve caught the painful expression on his ex-wife’s face and his earlier emotions came crashing back down.  He reached out to her, but she backed away from him, “Cami…”

She was aware of all of his insecurities in another child; how he was afraid that if they did have another one, it would be like him…before the serum.  It had been a precursor to a lot of the fights that had pushed Steve towards Peggy.  She’d let the idea go though, and Steve had thought she made her peace with it.

“Steve…just don’t…”

Steve stood motionless for a moment.  There was so much that he wanted to say.  He wanted to tell her that he fucked up.  He wanted to tell her that he missed her and that he still loved her.  He wanted to promise her the world all over again.  But he knew that he couldn’t say any of those words aloud.  He knew that despite what had happened between them, Cami still loved him as deeply as he loved her, but neither one of them knew if they could work things out. 

Cami had started seeing Sam just a few weeks ago, unofficially. 

And he and Peggy were together. 

His heart ached in his chest as he looked at his ex-wife, “j-just let me stay the night…for the girls, Cami…”

“Steve…”

“I know,” he said quickly, hearing the hesitancy in her voice.  He watched as a few tears caught at the corners of her eyes, “I want to be here when they wake up…”

She nodded, entirely too quiet as she picked up her coffee and sipped it.  Steve watched her and his own heart lurched in his chest once more.  When she was finished with her cup, she put it in the sink and started towards her bedroom.  The door cracked open, and she gently looked back at Steve. 

She knew it was the wrong decision the second the words fell from her lips.  But nothing had ever felt so right as she whispered it in a tone so low that he almost didn’t hear it, “come to bed, Steve…we both know I missed you in our bed.”

Chapter 2

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TC!dad!JK

you’re the first to wake up; barely slept good last night. you’re sure the kingdom is in an uproar finding out the disappearance of both you and your two boys so you immediately begin waking jinseoul up. “wake up honey” you say, shaking him gently and after a bit more shaking. his eyes flutter, once, twice, and a few times before he’s wide awake, careful not to disturb his baby brother who was still asleep.

“mom?” jinseoul sleepily calls out and you respond with a kiss to his forehead. “i’m right here sweetheart” you say. “you cut your hair?” he asks. “yeah. you like it?” and he turns his head a little. the pixie doesn’t look too bad on you in his eyes. you’re still his beautiful mom from before.

“of course mama. but” here comes the question “do you hate papa? he said really mean things to you, mama. he said you didn’t love him” he says with a sad voice. this is why you were hoping your kids never asked about how you and jungkook met.

“seoul…i don’t hate your father but i’m not too fond of him either. he’s done some bad things but that doesn’t take away how amazing of a father he is. he loves you and siblings a lot. including mommy”

“but—,”

“no buts. now come” you say while grabbing your bundled up 1 year old with a pouty jinseoul following behind you.

*knock* *knock*

you gasp, oh no, has he found me already.

“y/n, it’s me. it’s miriam” and you immediately let her in.

“ms. miriam!” says jinseoul who goes to hug his nanny. “i don’t know why you suddenly got the urge to run away but jungkook is already on his way. you remember where the bunker is right?”

“yes, i was heading there no-,”

“well hurry before he catches you! he thinks you guys are kidnapped so if you don’t want to get caught, hurry there now”

“okay. thank you so much miriam. this really means a lot”

truth is, miriam wanted to help you escape but once you were pregnant with jinseoul, you didn’t have it in you anymore. although you weren’t escaping, a few days apart shouldn’t hurt. he’ll most likely find you anyways.

~ WITH JUNGKOOK ~

jungkook is on his horse and for some strange reason he finds miriam heading back to the same direction he came from. he’s not too sure but he has a feeling that miriam has something to do with your disappearance. could she be the reason you and his children were kidnapped?

jungkook is immediately on her tail and when he gets a hold of her, he holds his sword to her neck.

“pl-please your highness!! h-have mercy!!”

“what the fuck are you doing here?” The king, tilts his sword, dangerously close to her neck. It’s almost touching her skin at this point.

The whole crew of people behind their king

Jungkook glares at the nanny. “start fucking talking if you don’t want to die what the fuck were you doing here when you supposed to be with my daughters”

Miriam cries, Jungkook groans, and almost pushes the sword deeper into her skin. “START TALKING.”

“ you must have to do something with the disappearance of my wife and children, DID YOU THINK THAT I WAS STUPID? That I wouldn’t find out. YOU’VE BEEN WITH HER FOR SO MANY YEARS. OF COURSE YOU WOULD KNOW WHAT SHE’S UP TO. OR WHERE SHE IS, SHOULD I SAY?”

He grits his teeth. And that’s enough to make the nanny start talking.

Jungkook screams and anger as she finishes telling him the truth. “ oh, you are so about to die. GUARDS TAKE HER AND THROW HER INTO THE DUNGEON BACK AT THE PALACE. AND THE REST OF YOU WILL ACCOMPANY ME SO I CAN BRING MY QUEEN AND MY SONS BACK.”

“Ah fuck yn… you shouldn’t have done this now you will bear the consequences.”

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30 - A Positive Family Day

Part 31

Country Rancher

Tags @whateverthecostner @rosie-posie08 @kaycejdutton @kayceduttonn @kcloveswrestling @the-morning-star-falls @kaymudd @hcwthewestwaswcn @hcllfireandhclywater

Sitting up in the bed I stretched my arms and legs out seeing the sun was starting to rise above the mountains. Grabbing my hat from the hook in the kitchen I sat it on my head stepping out onto the front porch. The ranch seemed less like normal with half of our people gone with the cattle. I don’t think I’ve ever been here when it was like this. “It’s quiet this morning. I didn’t think you would be up this early.”

Sighing I turned on my boots seeing my husband sitting on the porch swing sipping a cup of coffee. “It is. I just thought - I guess you can’t shake something once you do it long enough. So what will we do today Mr. Dutton?”

"I think we should just spend time with the kids today. Since we've always busy every time they are with us. So we could do a movie day, fair or whatever they want." He suggested running his fingers through my hair after I sat down on the swing beside him laying my head on his chest.

Lifting my head up from his embrace I nodded, kissing him slowly. "That's a great idea, Kayc." He leans down kissing me back until we heard the sound of four sets of feet coming down the staircase.

"Well it's time for breakfast huh. Pancakes?" He suggested tugging me back to the house seeing the kids running around the kitchen table until Kayce wissiled making them all sit down.

Bree and Tate were having a tickle fight until they saw us watching them. "Why are you and dad here, normally you're out working early?" The eldest son of the family asked curiously.

"Did mommy and daddy get in trouble?" Elsa asked sitting beside her twin.

Shaking my head I opened the fridge, finding most of the stuff to make pancakes really quick for them. I could have woken Gator up but I also knew how to cook some stuff on my own too. So it's best to let him sleep. "No sweet girl, we didn't get in trouble. Everyone else just had to take a little trip so your daddy and I stayed to watch our beautiful children."

A few minutes later I slide three different types of pancake plates on the table. Two chocolate and one strawberry. Sliding in the chair beside Kayce we each took one chocolate leaving the rest for the boys and Bree. Elsa loved strawberries more than anything. Shoving a bite in my mouth I nodded in my husband's direction giving him the go ahead. "Kids, you're mom and I were thinking about going to the fair today. Since the boys in the bunkhouse will be resting for a day being up late last night helping the others ride off. What do y'all think?"

Dallas spit out some of his food cheering alongside his older brother. “The fair. Let’s go!”

“That sounds fun, mom. I’ll go tell Carter that I can’t go for our morning ride.” Bree pushed her chair back grabbing her coat with her long hair getting thrown around. Since John had become governor I had to have the period conversation with our daughter since she had started on her thirteenth birthday before her grandfather became governor.

“She’s spending too much time with him for my taste.” Kayce mumbled, giving me an annoyed look.

September 10th

“Mom!” Shooting awake in the bed I heard my eldest daughter call out to me from her bedroom tossing the covers aside. I did my best to not wake Kayce since he had been up really late last night.

Peaking my head through her door I saw her sitting on the ground with a red spot stained in her bed crying. “Oh baby. I’ve got you.” Wrapping my arms around her she threw her arms around me where I helped her into the bathroom sitting on the toilet.

Quickly moving back into her bedroom I yanked the sheets off seeing it thankfully didn’t go through so I threw them in the hamper dealing with it later. Entering the bathroom I moved her hair from her face seeing her eyes were puffy from crying. “Ssssh sweet girl. I’m gonna ask you a simple question and I want to answer it with how much you know. Do you know what this means?”

“That I can have a….a baby now.” Bree sniffed, clutching her hands into fists in her lap. “I didn’t think it would come yet. I thought it wouldn’t be a mess…what do I do mom?”

Tucking hair behind her ear I pulled her into a hug sucking in a breath knowing this wasn’t going to be easy for her. She grabs my shirt until I break the hug holding her shoulders gently staring at my first child. “Bree, listen to me. I don’t want you to think that this makes you weaker or that you have to change because it doesn’t. From this day forward you can be a lot tougher than most men and that is a gift. Being able to have a baby is a choice. You can still be a rancher my little cowgirl.”

“Thank you, mom…do I still get a birthday cake?” I snorted out a laugh at her question nodding my head yes to her.

Kayce parked the truck as I helped the kids inside the fair gates. Elsa tugged my arm seeing a Mary-go-round with ponies yanking me in the direction of it. “Ponies. Ponies!” I let her drag me over to them and the others followed after us.

“Up we go.” Kayce picked her up sitting her on one of the horses paying the worker for a round.

Tate and Dallas stood in front of us where I put my hands on my hips raising a brow to the boys. “What do you need from us, my boys?”

“Can me and Bree have money to take Dallas around?” Tate asked, moving his tan cowboy hat up looking us in the eye.

Kayce sighed, handing him some money hollering to them as they ran off towards the bumper carts with Bree and Dallas trying to quickly finish eating a funnel cake. “Be careful. Don’t make yourselves sick!” Intertwining my hand with his left Elsa was giggling on the metal horse that she could ride by herself compared to having to be held by one of us on a real one at home. “Anymore I feel like all we are is a bank and a driver.”

“Hey don’t worry. They are king being kids. That’s what is important.” I replied turning around and we started watching our youngest again. Unknown to us that Bree had run into the bathroom throwing up more than just the cake she had eaten feeling sick before she ever got onto a ride.

A few hours we drove the kids back to the ranch. Tate headed upstairs opening the door for us. I was carrying a sleeping Elsa and Kayce had Dallas. Bree was strangling behind us so she was the one to close the front door. Laying the twins down in the bed Tate and Kayce went to sit in front of the fireplace enjoying the dinner Gator had made for the bunkhouse. Slowly walking out to the barn I could hear crying inside the doorway so I peaked my head in. “Bree. Carter, what is going on?”

“Oh geez fuck. Mrs. Dutton…” Carter cursed, spinning around on his boots fears written all over his face. “I didn’t mean for this to happen we just - we didn’t it would happen the first time.”

Entering the barn I held my hands up not wanting to see him start crying or something. Bree avoided my gaze nervously playing with her hair that she had done since she was six years old. “Bree, look at me. Please tell me what the hell he is talking about?”

My daughter finally met my gaze, muttering the words I never expected to hear from her mouth, causing me to see my own life flash before my eyes. “I’m…pregnant.”

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Lil prompt of Jasper telling his family that he’s getting married pls 🥺

“Hi boys!” Synthia greeted cheerfully as she opened the front door for her son and his boyfriend, standing on her tip toes to kiss them both on the cheek. “Gi, Kenny, the boys are here! Come on in, Nonny made breakfast.”

Jasper and his partner, Ezra, were ushered into the kitchen, the warm smell of cinnamon consuming their senses.

“Hi mama, hi nonny,” Jasper greeted, kissing his other two parents on the cheek.

Kendall wrapped him up in a hug, pulling Ezra in as well. “So, we hear you have some news for us?”

“Well, we’d like to wait until everyone’s sitting. I wish Em could be here though.”

Gia hummed. “We all do. We’ve all been itching to see the baby again.”

“I called her last night and she said I could FaceTime her while I tell you guys so she can hear too. Ezra brought his iPad so we can all see her.”

“What a sweet thing to do,” Synthia cooed, “you picked a good one, Jas.”

Ezra chuckled to himself, looking up at Jasper with stars in his eyes. “So did I.”

The boys helped set the table and soon enough, they were all sitting around the table, Jasper squeezing Ezra’s hand underneath the table.

“Let me just call Em and then we can get to it,” Jasper said, swallowing his nerves. He wasn’t sure why he was nervous, his family had adored Ezra from the second he brought him home and he knew they would support him in every step of their relationship.

He quickly dialed Emerald in, a wave of comfort washed over him as his sister and her newborn son appeared on the screen, the baby babbling happily at her mother.

“Hi Jas! Hi Ezra! Hi everyone else!”

Everyone passed the iPad around to say hello, Synthia, Gia, and Kendall all cooing at their granddaughter. Once it went around, Jasper set it back in front of him, taking a deep breath and smiling warmly at Ezra.

“The news, Jas, the news,” Em encouraged, sensing her brother’s nerves even through the screen.

“So, a couple days ago was mine and Ezra’s 5 year anniversary and well, he proposed, and-and I said yes.”

Jasper held a breath in, waiting for his family’s reaction. Synthia was the first to react, a deep sob leaving her lips as she got up and hugged the two boys.

“My baby is getting married,” she cried, “I’m so happy for you both!”

Emerald was next, claiming that she knew it, as soon as Jasper told her that he had an announcement to make, she guessed there were wedding bells in the future.

“Congratulations, I’m very excited for you both,” Gia said sincerely, squeezing both of their hands.

Kendall was the only one who hadn’t said anything yet, tears in her eyes as she looked at her son and the boy who became like a son to her.

“Mama?”

“I don’t even know what to say,” Kendall said softly, “my baby is getting married. Both of my babies are gonna be married soon!”

She reached across the table and took Jasper’s hands, rubbing the backs of them softly like she used to do when he was small. “I’m so proud of you. You two make such a lovely little family and I’m so happy you’ve found each other. Ezra, you make my son so happy and I’m so grateful for that.”

Ezra smiled softly, blushing as he glanced at Jasper. “He’s my everything.”

“I love you,” Jasper replied, lacing their fingers together. He stared in his eyes for a moment before Synthia clapped her hands together.

“So we need to start wedding planning, right? What are we thinking? A spring wedding like Em’s? That was so nice, or maybe a summer wedding on the beach or -oh! How about a-“

“Mommy,” Jasper giggled, “we just got engaged! We haven’t decided any of that yet, but I promise all of you will be a part of it. Which reminds me, Em I wanted to ask you if you would be in the wedding party as my main groom’s maid? It would mean a lot. I know it might be a lot to ask with the baby and all-

Emerald waved him off with a laugh. “It’s not too much at all, I would be utterly offended if you asked anyone else!”

[kiss-my-freckle]

– Bennet Burial Grounds –

Bonnie Bennet: Wow, this is wacky! Two shows in a row opening with a weird witchy dream! I really need to lay off the tacos!

Klaus: I think you need to lay off the living! Fangs!

– Bennet Burial Grounds – Six Feet Under –

Bonnie Bennet: This is less than ideal! But at least I can use my magic to get out of this fix! “Though success is mostly a stranger, magic get me out of danger!”

The Magic Coffin of Not Opening: Doesn’t open.

Bonnie Bennet: Poop.

Abby Bennet Wilson: Hi Bonnie! For some reason the spirits of a hundred dead witches are sending you on a useless quest that will put you in danger and give Klaus exactly what he wants! If I didn’t know better, I’d say they were trying to get rid of you!

Bonnie Bennet: Mommy!

– Mystic Falls Home for Immolated Wiccans –

Bonnie Bennet: Hi Elena! Stefan swore me to secrecy and made me promise to never ever tell you where the coffins were, but I’ve been having really bad dreams and last week I learned that bad dreams get better when you don’t ignore them so I figured the best way to get a solid night’s sleep would be to tell you all of our plans!

Elena Gilbert: Great! Hold on, just let me check in to FourSquare!

Elena Gilbert’s FourSquare: Elena Gilbert checked in to The Super Secret Hiding Spot for Klaus’ Daggered Siblings, 123 Fourth Street, Mystic Falls, VA.

Stefan Salvatore: Facepalm.

– The Gilbert House – Research and Revelations –

Elena Gilbert: Hi Bonnie! I asked the Sheriff to hunt down every single Abby Bennet in the country! And since everyone in this town does exactly what I tell them to, she said yes!

Bonnie Bennet: Thanks Elena! Your talent for manipulation came in really useful this week!

Damon Salvatore: You want to talk about manipulation? All I have to do is loook in to someones eeeeys and they’re all like “sure Damon anything you want Damon here’s Abby’s address Damon and her social security number and her driver’s license and her finger prints and her bank accounts and please bite me you’re so handsome and dashing and cool!” So let’s go on a road trip!

Elena Gilbert: Damon, no! Bonnie is going to meet her mother for the first time in fifteen years, and this situation is delicate and gentle and fluffy and you’re rash and sarcastic and cut oh yeah baby your abs are so cut let me see you abs no I mean I’m a good girl and you’re a bad boy and we can’t kiss again that would be wrong!

Bonnie Bennet: o_0

The Lady of the Manor: Wait, Bonnie has a mother? Is Bonnie getting a plot line?

– Chateau Forbes – Painful Plans –

Tyler Lockwood: Hi Caroline! Sorry about almost murdering you last week! But I have a great plan to fix this whole Sire-bond thing!

Caroline Forbes: Great! What are you-

Tyler Lockwood: I invited your vampire-hating, werewolf loathing, torture-obsessed father over for diner! And bondage!

Caroline Forbes: Why does my life always suck?

Neville the Corgi: Something about that boy intrigues me!

– Mystic Grill – Murder Mystery –

Alaric Saltzman: Thanks for having lunch with me Meredith! But I’m really worried about falling into the friend zone, and my penis is really worried about never meeting your lady bits, so maybe next time we could do dinner instead!

Meredith Fell: Okay!

Damon Salvatore: Hi Alaric! Who’s the hot girl?

Alaric Saltzman: That’s Doctor Fell! Her ex says she’s a complete psycho, and you know what that means … she’s gonna be a tiger in the sack!

Damon Salvatore: Speaking of psycho, do you think she might be the kind of girl who would drive a stake into a guy’s chest and leave him laying in the woods?

Alaric Saltzman: Why do you say that?

Damon Salvatore: Oh, no reason.

– Castle Salvatore – Dangerous Games –

Klaus: Hi Stefan! My hybrids have all left town, so I want to know what I have to do to get my family back!

Stefan Salvatore: Well, you could try pissing off and calling again in a few years! And if you make one move, I’ll-

Klaus: Okay, son, this whole “crazy Stefan with nothing to lose” thing has been cute, but let’s be real. You’ve had six months to practice your whole man on fire routine, but I’ve had a thousand years to get really good at causing chaos, mayhem, and pain in extraordinarily creative, terrifying ways. So if you really think you can out bad-guy me? Let’s go.

Stefan Salvatore: …Crap.

– Highway to Hell –

Elena Gilbert: Let’s talk about your mama!

Bonnie Bennet: Let’s talk about your Damon!

Elena Gilbert: Let’s talk about literally anything else ever!

Bonnie Bennet: Was it good?

Elena Gilbert: That doesn’t matter!

Bonnie Bennet: That means it was! He kissed you and you loved it! You want more! You want to hug him! You want to kiss him! You want to have his babies!

Elena Gilbert: Doesn’t this car have some product placement features we could discuss?

The Lady of the Manor: He’s Damon, of courseit was good. Seriously, that girl is dumber than a rock. An especially dumb rock.

Stefan Salvatore (on the phone): Hi guys! Just wanted to make sure you aren’t on your way to do anything stupid!

Elena Gilbert (on the phone): Nope! We’re heading up to the lake house to take a break from all of the crazy!

Bonnie Bennet: Hey, you didn’t leave my mom’s picture and address and social security number laying on your kitchen table by any chance, did you?

Elena Gilbert: Probably not!

– Mystic Grill – Profitable Public Relations –

Klaus (on the phone): Hi Wally! You know what’s great about having the entire Mystic Falls government playing for my team? Whenever Elena comes by and asks for very odd pieces of information, they give me a call! And on a totally unrelated note, I have a little job for you …

Wally the Werepire: Woof!

Neville the Corgi: He also intrigues me!

– Abby’s Home for Retired Wiccans –

Wally the Werepire: Hi Abby! I need you to look into my eyes …

Neville the Corgi: I wanna be a werepire! I’d compel you to give me endless cookies!

Jamie: Hi guys! What can I do for you?

Bonnie Bennet: Nothing nothing at all we were just leaving sorry to bother you got to go goodbye!

Elena Gilbert: Super Elena disappointed face powers activate!

Bonnie Bennet: Abby’s my mom.

Jamie: Another one? Well, you might as well come inside.

Bonnie Bennet: So Jamie, are we related?

Jamie: Nah, I just crash on your mother’s house. She’s really hot, and I’m kind of a cougar hunter.

lmfao! I'm currently working on these episodes now.

[caitlinmarie671]

“Mommy why does aunt Davina were uncle Kol’s underpants? Doesn’t she have underpants of her own?” Henry asked her and Quinn looked at her son calmly. “Well I saw a whooping pile of laundry sitting on the washer. Perhaps Aunt Davina’s underpants are in there.” Quinn guessed. “Why don’t you ever wear uncle Tyler’s underpants mommy when yours are dirty?” Phoebe asked her as Quinn quickly changed the subject. “Why don’t the both of you tell aunt Rebekah and uncle Marcel where uncle Tyler, the both of you, and mommy are going next week? Do you remember?” “Yes! Uncle Tyler is taking us on a boat!” Phoebe said excitedly as Quinn laughed gently at her daughters excitement. Rebekah faked a smile at the mention of Tyler. “Really?” “Yes and that boat is going to take us to to…mommy? Where are we going again?” Phoebe asked Quinn. “Saint Thomas baby. We’re going to go for a week with uncle Tyler.” Quin said. “Saint Thomas is on an island! Uncle Tyler told me he was going to take us to see dolphins!” Rebekah smiled at her niece but noticed the way Quinn seemed to be in deep thought. “Quinn. I’m going to head to the bar really quick to refill my drink. Come with me.” Rebekah said and Quinn nodded before looking at her two kids. “Mommy is going to go with aunt Rebekah for a minute and then I’ll be right back. I promise.” She said to both of her kids as she kissed each of their heads before she slid out of the booth along with Rebekah and they walked over to the bar. “Quinn. What are you thinking about and don’t say nothing because I can tell you’re thinking about something? Does it have to do with this trip to Saint Thomas?” Rebekah asked her. Quinn looked back over to the booth where phoebe was talking Klaus’s ear off while Henry was in Marcel’s arms, but staring intently at his mother, awaiting her return. She looked back at Rebekah. “I think Tyler is going to propose to me on this trip. Which is why he wants to take it.” Rebekah looked at Quinn with shock. It was no surprise that Tyler was not her favorite person. He was not highly liked in the Mikaelson family. Actually, he wasn’t liked at all and especially not by Klaus, and once Klaus found out that it was Tyler that was Quinn‘s new lover now and technically a father to their children. She was honestly afraid Klaus would kill him. Technically torture him first and then kill him, but she knew Quinn would never let that happen, and if her brother wanted Quinn and their children back as badly as he was saying he did. He would hold back his hatred for Tyler. “What makes you think that?” “I found a ring when he came over last night in his jacket pocket. I didn’t say anything to him, but it looked like an engagement ring.” “Well what are you going to say if he asks you?” “Of course I love Ty Bekah. He was my friend even before we got together but I don’t know about marriage. On one hand it would be great for the kids for us to be together permanently and I know how much the kids love him and how much Tyler loves and adores the kids, but…” Quinn trailed off. She looked over at Klaus, and Rebekah knew exactly what she was thinking. “I know Quinn.” Rebekah said gently touching Quinn’s shoulder, comfortingly. Quinn looked over at Rebekah and smiled at her appreciatively. “Thank you Beks. Bek? Please promise me something?” “Of course. Anything.” “That you will keep an eye on Klaus. I just want to make sure that he’s really alright. I can only imagine how hard this is on him.” “I will. I promise Quinnie but it’s not just hard on him. I know it’s hard on Emilia and you too.” Rebekah said knowingly. “I love Klaus. I’m in love with him and that’s never going to change but I also really care about Tyler. I love him. The kids love him and Caroline loves Klaus. Finally, after all this time and I could never get in the way of that. Caroline is my friend and she deserves to be happy.” “But what about your happiness Quinn?” Rebekah asked her seriously. Quinn looked at her and then over at Klaus and their kids who were laughing together. “I am happy. I have my kids.” Quinn reassured.

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The Power of a Good Bedtime Routine

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The Power of a Good Bedtime Routine

Before Parenthood

Before the birth of my son, I considered myself a fairly organized person. One might say my house is “lived in” but usually one wouldn’t say my house is “a mess” (I hope). Now that my son is here, any weakness I had previously has been brought to light.

One of these weaknesses is my propensity to forget to switch clothes from the washer to the dryer. My mother can attest that this has been a shortcoming of mine since childhood. Doing laundry with good intentions gone bad…or soured actually. Oops!

One of my husband’s weaknesses is how much he hates to do dishes…but we won’t go there.”

Wait a second, I thought this was supposed to be about a bedtime routine, not your shortcomings regarding housework!

Routine as a Necessity

Yes, well my point is that designing and implementing a routine is what has now become an absolute necessity. Whereas before, I could just use the last hour before my husband came home to spruce up the place and start dinner and things looked pretty decent around here. The truth is, even though my son is nearly 4 months old, I still don’t have an hour. Heck, I’m lucky if I had time to use the bathroom! (Every mother’s creed.)

Things have been getting easier though, as I figure out how to do once easy tasks with one hand. (Here’s a thought for a parenting class…make them do everything with one hand tied behind their back.) Two weeks ago I told my husband, “I’ve got this!” It was beautiful! Laundry was getting done and staying caught up. (Yay, some shirts without spit up on them!) Dishes were being caught up every day. I even started cooking and baking a little bit. I thought I had arrived.

Then all of a sudden, our no-longer-a-newborn son started to wake up every two hours. No big deal, right? Must be a growth spurt. A few days later and it was still happening. In fact, most nights he has been up EVERY HOUR but not super interested in eating! What is the deal?

Sleep Regression

So I started to ask questions online. Why is my 4 month old waking up every two hours? First dozen results proclaim: 4 month sleep regression. What is that? And WHY did no one tell me about it?

The 4 month sleep regression is basically this: As a newborn, a baby basically has one type of sleep – deep sleep. Now that baby is growing well and maturing and his sleep cycles start to become more like an adults, going through phases both light and deep sleep throughout the night. Except for one important factor, unlike adults, upon wakening out of light sleep, baby doesn’t know how to put himself BACK to sleep. He needs the same associations to put him to sleep that got him there in the first place. For bedtime ideas, click here.

In the case of my son, this means Mommy. To go further, this means Mommy must nurse me.

So I continued my research, begged people for advice, and chose my method of transition. The No-Cry Sleep Solution by Elizabeth Pantley. I literally bought the book a couple days ago, so I’m still reading it. (I’m a fast reader, but remember that time I have very little of?)

Solid Bedtime Routine

However, one of the first things Pantley encourages is a solid bedtime routine. My husband and I had been doing some of the same things each evening, which always ended in my nursing our son to sleep, so we didn’t think much of the other things we did. We were reading to him because we want him to learn good communication skills and be smart. Now we also do it for the sake of the routine.

I cannot emphasize enough the power of a good bedtime routine no matter what sleep solution you prefer. In two nights, it has changed my baby’s sleep. It’s still not perfect, because we have lots more transitioning to do, but it HAS improved.

The important thing is to do the same thing each night in order. This helps cue your baby that it’s time for sleeping.

To remember exactly what we did and in what order, I wrote it down for my husband and me to reference. I was whisking the baby off to accomplish bedtime leaving my husband missing our son, so we’ve already tweaked it a bit so that my husband gets to wish our son a goodnight before I nurse him to sleep. (Because you don’t distract an eating baby. That may result in pain to Mommy and glares in Daddy’s general direction.)

There is so much I’m learning about my baby’s sleep. I’m gleaning a lot from this resource. And also important, I’m realizing the necessity of a good routine in all aspects of my life. We all function a little better (ok, maybe a lot better) when our lives have a bit more structure to them. Structure helps you get through the days you need to be more flexible without knocking the wind out of you.

So my goal this week, while I’m still learning to teach my son good sleep habits, is to work on creating and implementing a routine to help structure the rest of my life. It doesn’t have to be perfect, but I’m betting the dishes will get done.

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How are you coping with your new life as a parent? How do you get things done?

“There is an appointed time for everything. And there is a time for every event under heaven—” Ecclesiastes 3:1

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[remember2overcome]

I’m stuck in the past!

Me and my husband prior to being married were decidedly just friends as we both had been hurt by previous relationships. After a year and a half of us both working nights and hanging out while my son was at school, I decided my feelings for him were too strong. I mentioned this to him and told him Easter of 2017 was going to be the last time we hung out. We ended up doing the deed and I took a plan B pill after as I didn’t have a need before to have birth control.

A couple months later I was sure I had a bowel obstruction! I was so constipated and my belly appeared so bloated. Asked by dozens if I could be pregnant, thinking of the one instance, I would say, “No, there’s no way!”

I was wrong!

My 5 year old son said, “Mommy, look there’s a baby in your belly!” I was freaked out by this statement! I dug out an old dollar tree pregnancy test just to prove him wrong…. That stick turned positive before I had time to set a timer. I thought, ‘it’s an old test from the dollar tree, it can’t be right.’

We went to Walmart that night and grabbed two named brand test to make me feel better, took them to the bathroom, and sat there in disbelief.

I told this man the news, he said he wasn’t ready to be a dad, but he would be there. He was unsure about wanting to be with me it was such a big decision. So I gave him his space not wanting to demand anything from him. While he showed up for doctor appointments, I was completely alone otherwise with no one to comfort me in the rough time of uncertainty of the future.

I cried and my heart ached so much that I know it couldn’t be healthy for the baby. I knew what it was having gone through the worst postpartum/psychosis with my first pregnancy. While I wasn’t being beaten during this pregnancy, I still felt hopeless.

When my daughter was a couple of months old we finally became a couple and got married when she was 6 months old. We’ve been married 4 years now and I still have the feeling like he got stuck with me because he’s the type that will try to do the right thing.

Because it took him so long to decide, leaving me my entire pregnancy alone, scared, and uncertain, I have major feelings that he never would have chosen me if I hadn’t have ended up pregnant. This is embarrassing and less than a handful know I have these feelings.

No matter what words he tells me to convince me other wise, actions speak so much louder than words.

We don’t really speak or enjoy each other anymore.

I have dreams and he dismisses them, I feel broken and smashed, my dreams withering away!

He has never experienced trauma in his life and to him life is still black and white. He is not able to understand any aspect of mental health, and I supposed doesn’t even try to understand when I try to explain different aspects. I’ve gave up.

I get frustrated with him not having the same considerations for me as I try to have for him.

- If I have the remotes and he comes in the room I hand them over, I tell him he can watch what he wants or if I’m gonna be up, I try for some quality time by suggesting something for us to both watch. He will turn it on whatever series he’s watching and that’s that. I can’t watch a series with him because he watches it without me and then I have no clue what is going on so it’s pointless!

- while on vacation this week it was finally decided that we would do a two day pass for Silver Dollar City and White Water (with no one saying anything to me). They said we were headed to Silver Dollar City so me and my son have on regular clothes and head to the car. The other 6 people come out in water gear. I mean maybe my husband just doesn’t look at me to pay attention which is part of the case I’m sure. I said, “Oh, I guess me and him are gonna have to buy new swimsuits and towels when we get there.” He asked why ?!?! Because no body was kind enough to point out that we may need swimming suits on too. Guys!!! We were still parked at our door he could have easily enough said I could run in there and grab our stuff, but no. We ended up pulling over before we left the resort for his parent to ask if I had the tickets and my father in law asked why I was crying.

Everyone had assumed I had already ordered the tickets online…. And why?! Nobody would give me an answer when I told them our options for tickets.

So we had to go back to the condo for Wi-Fi to order the tickets and I grabbed our stuff. I’m thinking we’re going to the water park because of our swim gear….. and we arrive at Silver dollar city. We rode ONE ride as a family. Besides that if me and my son hadn’t of declined the train around the park I wouldn’t have gotten to ride the other 2 rides. I had take everyone’s towels back to the car when we arrived while they went to look in the stores, I was not given that time. On the way out I stopped and bought two cups which everyone seemed annoyed to wait on me.

I need help! I’m miserable and have no clue what to do about it, I’m a warm body and paycheck that makes everyone else miserable because I just want to be considered and thought of!!

If you have any suggestions, I am all ears, I’m just sinking further into myself and something has to change before I implode or explode!!!

[alsaurus-loves-dean]

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[nctsplug02]

Can I request dad!johnny? he cheated with y/n so they broke up and 3 yrs later he saw y/n with their son (y/n a single mom) but johnny isnt still aware of it that it’s his kid? Angst-fluff maybe? Thank you!

get your popcorns ready, this is gonna be a long story.

genre: angst, fluff

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You and your son were waiting in line for some ice cream, he heard the ice cream truck and asked to get some, of course you agreed since it was so hot outside. “Hello,” you greeted the man in the ice cream truck. “Hi, what can I get for you today?” He asks and you hum. “I think I’ll get vanilla. What do you want, baby?” You ask your three year old. “Can I get the brown one?”

The man chuckles and nods before heading back into his truck to get the ice creams. “Okay, here you two are! It’ll be five bucks.” You hand the man a five dollar bill before bidding your goodbyes.

“Y/n?” You turn your head to the direction where your name was called. “Oh, Mark? Taeil?” You’re shocked to see your olds friends standing in line, waiting to order their ice creams. “So it is you! Hyung, you owe me twenty bucks,” Taeil rolls his eyes at the youngster and nods.

“Anyways, how’ve you been? It’s been so long!” The young boy cheers. “I’ve—,” you feel your dress get tugged on. “Mommy, who are they?” Your son asks, hiding behind you. “These.. um,” you look back at Mark and taeil. “They are my friends from a long time ago.” You smile at the two men in front of you.

“Wait, your a mom now? Wow!” Mark covers his mouth in shock. “Mark, youre too loud.” Taeil tells him, Mark apologizes and lowers his voice. “Uh, yeah.. I’m a mom now.” Mark crouches down and holds a fit out to your son. “Hi, buddy! I’m mark!” Your son tilts to the side to look at Mark. He looks up at you who just smiles down at him. “I’m Sungchan.” Your son quietly introduces himself and hi-fives Marks fist.

“Nice to meet you, sungchan.” Mark giggles at the three year olds shyness. “Where are you guys off to?” Taeil asks while Mark tried to start a conversation with the three year old. “Just back to the park, what about you guys?” You point to the park that had no people. “Well, we came here to get some ice cream for us and the others, so we’re headed back.. over there.”

He points to a place behind the cars that were all parked and lined up. “Oh, who’s all over there with you guys? Maybe I’ll come with and say hello to them.” You smile at him, thinking about the others that you hadn’t seen either. “Well, there’s taeyong, Jeno, yuta, Doyoung, and Johnny.” He lists them out, you pause at the last name.

“O—oh, um, actually I think me and Sungchan are just gonna head home after this.” You hug Sungchan to your leg. “Oh, well. Here, how about we swap numbers so you can come over tonight? I mean, we are throwing a little party.” You think about it, what could go wrong with reuniting with some old friends?

“Sure! I mean, it’s been years since we’ve all talked and seen each other, so why not?” He laughs a little and pulls his phone out. You and him swap numbers before you and Sungchan left home.

Mark and Taeil walk back to the little group with ice cream cones in their hands. “Okay, take your ice creams! Me and Taeil have to tell you guys who we just met.” They all take their ice cream and wait for Mark to continue.

“We bumped into y/n at the ice cream truck, she looks better than ever!” Mark announces with a giggle.

——

Later that night, Taeil had texted you, telling you to come over for a bit. You got worried and asked if you could bring Sungchan, he said yes and that he didn’t mind.

You got Sungchan out of the car and knocked on the door. The door swings open and you see Mark at the door. “Aye! You actually came!” He gasps when he sees the three year old standing besides you. “Ahh! Sungchan!” He giggles and starts to jump. “Hi, Mark.” You giggle at how excited he was to see your son.

Mark shuts the door after letting the two of you in. “Are you hungry? Yeah, okay. Why don’t you go play with uncle Mark while mommy grabs you some food, yeah?” Your son nods and looks up at Mark. “Let’s go!” Sungchan grabs Marks hand and allows Mark to take him to the basement.

You sigh and start looking around for the kitchen. “Oh,” you find the kitchen filled with food that they had just barbecued. You hum and start looking for plates, paper plates are sitting on the counter which you grabbed. You filled with plate up with some chicken and rice. You reheat the cold food and while waiting a voice scares you.

“Y/n?” Oh, you knew that voice, you knew it well.

You turned around to see your ex lover standing in shock by the door frame. “Johnny, hi.” You inhale sharply. “Is.. is that your kid?” He points behind him.

- few moments ago -

Johnny sighs and opens the bathroom door. “Yo! Watch out, man!” Mark yells and pushes the tall man back into the bathroom. “Woah, who’s kid is that?” Johnny asks pointing to the three year old.

“Mhm.” You nod confirming his question. “Oh, well, how’ve you been—?”

beep, beep, beep.

The microwave saves the awkward moment. “I’ve been good, how about you?” You grab the food out of the microwave. “I’ve been.. good too.” He nods and tucks his hands in his pockets. “That’s good. Can you show me where the basement is?” He nods and gestures you to follow him.

Entering the basement, you could see your son playing with Mark. “Oh, my god! Y/n? It’s been so long!” Jungwoo gasps and sits up, running over to you and hugging you. “Hi Jungwoo!” You giggle and pst his back as he swayed you back and forth. “Gosh! So that baby must be yours, huh?” You nod and scrunch your face up. “Okay, well I see you have a plate of food so, go on.”

You walk over to Mark and Sungchan who are playing with some action figures. “Channie, come eat food.” You sit down and place the plate down. “Okay, mommy.” He crawls over to you and sits in front of you. “Here, ahh.” You open your mouth and so does he. “Omm, nom nom nom.” Your son giggles at your food noises.

——

After feeding your son, your son got tired and wanted to go home. “Hey guys, me and Sungchan are gonna head home. He’s getting really tired and cranky.” The guys frown and whine, not wanting you to leave just yet. “I’ll see you guys next time, okay?” Mark walks you to your car with Sungchan in his arms.

“Okay, bye y/n. Drive safe, alright?” You giggle and nod. “I’m not that bad of a driver, Mark. But yes, don’t worry. Goodnight Mark, don’t drink too much.” He laughs and nods. “Okay, mom,” he jokes, “goodbye channie, see you soon! Bye buddy!” He waves the little boy off before running back inside as you drove off.

——

For days your son had begged you nonstop if he could spend the night at Marks, and honestly, you didn’t know if Mark would be up for it or if he would be able to take care of your three year old. “Okay, I’ll call uncle Mark to see if he lets, okay?” The three year old cheers and nods.

You pick up your phone and start calling Mark.

“Hey, what’s up y/n?” The man sounded so lively. “Hi Mark, can I ask you something?” The boy nods and hums. “Okay, so lately Sungchan had been asking and begging for me to let him sleep at your place, so is it alright if Sungchan sleeps at your place? For like, a day?”

The man on the other line freaks. “Dude, of course! Send me your address I’ll come pick him up.” You giggle at his excitement, him and Sungchan are growing up as best friends. “Alright, ill send it.” The other line goes silent, bitch hung up.

“Channie! Go get ready! Uncle Mark is coming to pick you up!” The little boy cheers and runs into his room, quickly packing some of his toys and some clothes.

“Im ready, mommy!” He says with his backpack on and his shoes on the wrong way. “Good job, baby! Let’s go wait for uncle Mark outside, yeah?” He nods and runs towards the front door.

You and him are outside, youre sitting on the steps while he sat next to you. “It’s a pretty day, isn’t it?” Your son nods and looks at the flowers that were planted by the big tree in front of your house, it had a swing on it from your childhood.

A car pulls up and you grab Sungchan hand. “Oh, it’s uncle mark.” You let his hand go as he slowly walks down the stairs and then runs to his uncle. “Uncle Mark!” He jumps into the mans arms and makes the older man giggle. “Hey buddy!” He lifts up the three year old and looks over at you, who is walking towards them.

“Hey Mark, take good care of my baby, okay? He’s the only one I’m having.” Mark and you laugh, but soon after he nods. “Hey y/n?” You look in the car to see Johnny sitting in the passenger seat. “Oh, hey Johnny, didn’t see you.” He slightly laughs and then looks back in his lap. “Alright, ready to go, buddy?” The three year old nods.

“You go and be good, okay? If someone tells me you were being a bad boy, then you don’t get to go back to uncle Marks, got it?” The little on nods. “Okay, give mommy a kiss.” You turn your head and point to your cheek. You pull away when you feel his little lips press against it. “Okay, bye bye, baby.” You ruffle his hair. “Bye mommy!”

——

Later that night, you had ran to that store for some food and bumped into someone very attractive. You and him swapped numbers and starts going on dates after that. While on those dates, Mark would babysit for you, you offered to pay him for every time he watch your son but he didn’t accept it.

Tonight was a rainy night, you and jaehyun couldn’t go on a date so you both decided to stay in with Sungchan.

- a little recap of their night -

“Happy 8 month anniversary, babe.” Jaehyun says and clinks his wine glass with yours. “Happy 8 months, baby.” You take a small swig. “Mommy, happy happy day.” Sungchan holds up his cup of apple juice. “Aww, happy happy day, baby.” You giggled and clinked your cup with his.

——

It was so late and the rain made the three of you guys so sleepy, so the three of you ended up sleeping early.

A sudden faint knock could be heard from the living room. You sit up frantically, another knock. “Who the f.. it’s so late..” you groan and get out of bed, making your way down to the front door with a bat in your hand.

“Johnny?” You see Johnny standing in front of your door all soaked, he looked.. intoxicated. “Y/n..” he slurred and wobbled, he couldn’t even hold himself up. “Johnny, it’s late, what are you doing in front of my door at this time?” He laughs but it sounded broken. “I.. I miss you so much..”

he was just drunk talking, you said to yourself.

“Johnny, should I call Mark—?” He quickly shakes his head. “No, please don’t. If you do then he’ll yell at me.” You sigh, the cold breeze making your legs shiver. “I just miss you so much, I miss holding you at night, I miss the way you kissed me, please just take me back—“ you stopped his rambling, his drunk rambling.

“No, johnny, you don’t get to do this! I’ve finally healed after 4 years of our break up. I was so heartbroken that you cheated on me with some random chick from the bar. I was so hurt that you hid it from me and that I had to find out from Renjun and Chenle. This ain’t fair, johnny!” He laughs and nods. “He’s my son, isn’t he?” Great, a new topic.

“So what if he is? It doesn’t matter anymore, you were never in the picture anyway so why does it matter?” He looks up at you. “He’s my son—“ you shake your head. “No he isn’t, he isn’t. He may have your blood but he isn’t your son.” Silence took over, all that could be heard was the raining showering. “Just leave, please? I don’t want to ever see you again.” He steps closer with tears streaming down his cheeks.

“Y/n, please let’s just talk—“ the door opens wider. “She said to leave.” Johnny looks at the man besides you and then back at you. “Alright, I’m sorry..” Johnny turns back around and walks out of your property.

Jaehyun closes the door shut and is immediately taken into your embrace. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you up.” He shakes his hand and taps on your thigh, telling you to jump, so you do. “It’s okay, let’s just go back to bed.” He says carrying you back up to your room.

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a/n: i got really tired and confused at the end. hopefully you can see where i ran out of words and ideas for this story. and by confused i mean like, not knowing anymore words, not knowing what to write and etc. hopefully i can fix this and make it better because it isn’t really that good. I’ll try my best next time! :)

[aajjks]

mommy issues!JK

“oh! u-uh…” you’re so flustered after eunwoo’s antics. you can’t remember the last time you were around people so genuine like this. despite the chaos that transpired not too long ago, everyone’s laughing, smiling, and celebrating all of the good things happening in their lives. these are the kind of people you wish you grew up with but you’re thankful to have met them now.

when jungkook goes to hold your hand, you don’t resist him. after all, you gave him the green light to display his affection towards you. you thread your fingers with jungkook’s and the couple across you immediately notice.

“she deserves it. nobody messes with the people i care about and get away with it. besides my classroom being in ruins and my job being on the line, my life’s been okay. as for us” you lift up your hand and show that you’re all in. no more 20/80, 75/25, you’re 100% invested in your relationship with jungkook.

“aaaahhhhh!!! i’m so happy for you!! i knew everything would work out. you two are so cute together” coos alina. “but what do you mean ‘on the line?’ did that bitch get you fired?”

you sigh. “yeah. i’m pretty sure ae-cha is gonna fire me. the only reason i wrecked her car was because she wrecked my classroom and exposed my relationship with jungkook! i mean, i would’ve wrecked it regardless but really? my place of business?”

“that’s so low of her. why don’t you come work with us? you can be close with your man~”

“well—,”

“so we can hear them ‘mess around’ in his office? no thanks” interrupts eunwoo and alina immediately swats his arm.

“shut up, eunwoo. you’re so embarrassing”

“i’m only telling the truth. ouch! stop hitting me”

you can’t help but laugh at the couple in front of you. they’re so cute together and you can tell they’re still madly in love. while you’re talking to alina, jungkook can’t help but admire you.

your pretty face, lips, beauty marks, everything. you’re just so beautiful to him.

“look at him. my brother is head over heels for you. you haven’t even hit it yet and you’re already hypnotized”

“CHA EUNWOO!!!”

you hide your face in your hands while jungkook and eunwoo go at it. “is he always like this?” you ask alina who’s shaking her head in shame.

“girl, 24/7. i don’t know how i’m still married to this man”

“oh, i know why~” smirks eunwoo which has you and jungkook laughing.

“i swear, if i wasn’t five months pregnant i’d kick your ass”

“love you too, alina. i love you too”

~🫧

It’s so fun, oh Jungkook wants to jump up and down, you make HIM SO HAPPY HE WANTS TO SCREAM.

He’s having a great time with you and his friends, but mostly it’s because now you’re not shy or uncomfortable with his advances which is the best thing about today honestly.

Losing his job? Means nothing. What really matters to him is his relationship with you and his precious son

And once you’re ready to tell Seol about your relationship, Jungkook knows that his son is going to be so happy to constantly have you in his life a lot more now.

Everything is going right and he is so grateful to God. It’s been two hours since you guys got here and now the couple are almost about to leave.

“Yn I had to invite you to the baby shower.. I know it’s just five months right now, but I’d like to be a little ahead so. Remember the date. Next month. And you will be there.” Alina and Eunwoo get up.

“Oh and Jungkook we will be having a boys night and all of our college friends are gonna be there…” eunwoo winks. Alina adds on. “Oh yeah yn it’s gonna be really fun. These guys could hang out together and us girls will have a fantastic time together… together with the children.” She thinks for a moment.

Eunwoo and Jungkook hug it out, Honestly, their Bromance is so cute to witness. “Get laid soon.” Eunwoo says, slipping something into jungkooks back pocket.

Of course, he knows what it is. “Since you forget to use one.” He pats jungkooks back, and Jungkook feels so hot once again.

But he’s not wrong either because jungkook is so hypnotized by you.. he doesn’t even feel the need to be intimate with you right away because there’s so much more to you than just sex appeal.

as the couple of finally make their exit, you and Jungkook are all alone in the restaurant, and that’s when he asks you.

“So yn… what would you like to do? You can see I’m all yours for a few days until I find a new job.” Jungkook asks you.

Anything you want he will make it happen.

You both start to flirt with each other blushing, looking at each with something so close to love not aware of the storm that is about to hit.

But maybe jungkook has an idea because he feels his phone going off with texts in his pocket. The vibration is so insane.