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American pie [1/2]

Category : Caitlin C × !momreader

Summary : You and Caitlin have known each other since childhood, you love each other more than friends but the situation pushes you to live in hiding. While Caitlin suffers from this situation and lets you know it, an event changes everything.

4 months ago

It's a busy weekend for you and Caitlin, as local basketball teams compete in a three-day tournament.

The tournament itself has no stakes, and winning it won't affect the official championship standings. So it can be described as "friendly". But unofficially, it allows players and teams to get noticed. To stand out from the crowd and make a name for themselves.

So every team and every player has a little bit of anxiety before every game and tries to keep up as best they can.

You and Caitlin have known each other forever. Kindergarten was where you first met, where you first talked, and where your friendship began.

You've been through a lot with her, you've always been there for each other, and at the age of 21, you never doubted the trust and love you had for each other.

You've never played basketball, but you've always enjoyed encouraging her, supporting her, watching her grow in the sport, and becoming her number one fan. She couldn't get enough of you, and at every game, her eyes sought yours for comfort and courage.

In the eyes of everyone, especially those closest to you, you're the best of friends, like in typical American movies.

But you've both known for some time that this bond and these feelings are more than friendship. That's why you've been secretly dating for over a year now. You look forward to every moment you can get away from the world to kiss and cuddle.

If you've decided to keep this relationship a secret, it's because your parents couldn't bear to find out that you like women.

In fact, you come from a very conservative aristocratic family. And you're officially in a relationship with a boy your own age and, more importantly, from the same social class as you. Your parents introduced you to him about 10 months ago, and you quickly accepted, hoping that this relationship would make it easier to hide your relationship with Caitlin.

Of course, your girlfriend doesn't like the situation, but she accepts it out of respect for you, and you can never thank her enough.

Today is the penultimate day of the tournament, and Team Iowa is well on its way to winning its last game of the day. There's only one quarter left, but it won't be enough for the other team to come back from behind.

So this is the perfect opportunity for you to admire Caitlin on the field without the stress.

The tall brunette is as relaxed as she is smiling as she watches the clock tick away. Her hair is tied back in a ponytail, which you did yourself before the game started. Her muscular shoulders gleam in the spotlight.

The crowd chants and screams Caitlin's name as she continues to put on a show, scoring more and more impressive baskets. She couldn't care less about the disappointment her opponents will feel when the final buzzer sounds.

Your heart races and a smile spreads across your face as you watch your friend blossom on the court. She's talented, beautiful, and popular. Many would give anything to be friends with her, if not more. And yet she reserves that privilege for you, and you alone.

And with only a few seconds left, you approach the edge of the field. With your "22 Clark" jersey on your back, you wait for another autograph.

This is your little ritual: Ever since her arrived in Iowa, you've proudly worn Caitlin's jersey to all of her games, and every time she wins, she adds a signature to it. That makes you the most autographed fan in the world.

- Hi ! she says, signing her name on a loose part of youre jersey.

- Hi! you say.

She hands you back your marker and you look into each other's eyes for a long time, her exploding with the joy of victory and you contemplating the stars shining in her eyes.

- I love it when you look at me like that Caitlin smile.

- I love looking at you, you're sublime, Caity.

Her eyes went to your lips as your boyfriend grabbed your hips and pulled you close.

- Don't look at my girlfriend like you're going to devour her, Clark, I'll end up thinking you're trying to steal her away from me. he joked falsely.

The player's smile vanished and her eyes filled with hatred at the sight of his hands on your hips.

- No risk, I'll leave you alone, my team is waiting for me, see you later Y/N.

You tried to smile at her before turning to your boyfriend.

- The game went well, didn't it? He smiled.

- Yeah, it was cool, but my stomach hurts. ....

- Shall we go home?

Of course, you didn't want to go home. That's why you bargained with him to let you spend the night with Caitlin.

He understood your little trick, but you made a deal that he wouldn't tell your parents your secret. So you agreed to having sex with him from time to time at first and the, after he met a girl, let him see her. Caitlin knows absolutely nothing about this, and you knew better than to tell her. You're doing this for you and her.

When he finally agreed, he left, saying goodbye to you and making you promise to spend the next evening with him, as you both had to go to dinner with his family.

So you waited in silence for Caitlin to come out of the dressing room, and when she finally did, after many minutes, her wet hair fell back on her shoulders. You were so impatient that you wanted to jump into her arms.

Strangely, she didn't respond to your embrace, gently pushing you away.

- You should have gone home with him.

You took the time to look at her and saw that her eyebrows were furrowed and her jaw clenched.

You grimaced as you felt the pain in your stomach suddenly intensify, then resumed the conversation:

- It's you I want to be with, it's you I love. I thought we were celebrating your victory!

- Because I don't love you?

- I didn't say that, Caity!

You grabbed her arm and forced her to stop. The pain became too much and you couldn't do it while walking.

- He knows Y/N. He deliberately puts his dirty hands on you, kisses you in front of me, holds you close. It destroys me, it hurts. Don't you know how many years I've spent waiting for you to realize how much I love you, and now that we're starting to create our story, for real, I have to share you with a guy out of nowhere and say nothing?

- I'm doing this for us...I...it's not easy for either of us...

- For us? But we're not going to live like this all our lives. I want to see us grow together, travel, why not get married or buy a coffee maker and have cats all over the house. Fucking Y/N, we're 21 and we're hiding like teenagers!

- I want to do all that with you and you know it. You're not being fair, Caitlin, I'm scared.

- Scared of what? Losing parents who never loved you for who you really are? Fine, if that's what you want, then be their sweet little girl, but I don't want to go through this anymore, I've sacrificed too much in this story, I'm going crazy!

You knew the situation wasn't easy for anyone, especially her. But to see her look at you with such contempt and anger, to hear those words, it's like a slap in the face. You were convinced you were doing what was best for you, but you were wrong, and it meant losing the one you love most in the world.

Your ears are ringing, your vision is clouded with tears, your heart is racing. You hate yourself, but the noise in your head prevents you from finding the words to answer her. The pain in your stomach seems to be worsened, becoming less and less manageable.

- I'm sorry, Y/N, you should go home... shall I call you a cab?

When she asked this question, her tone had softened and you could hear a hint of concern.

But not being able to think clearly, you let her drag you to her car and she took you home, in your room.

- I didn't want you to get into this state, but I'm suffering too.

That night she drove off, leaving you in bed after planting a kiss on your forehead. You writhed in pain for part of the night, and as she closed the door to your big house, she never imagined it would be the last time she'd see you for a long time, before everything between you and her changed forever.

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Thanks for reading, remember that English is not my first language!

[bluehourbucky]

Surprise

rockstar!dad!bucky x f!momreader

summary: last show of Buckys tour where he gets a special surprise

part of the same universe as Love from afar but can be read as standalone

a/n: so I'm kinda soft for rockstar dad bucky you might see more of him in the future I already have 2 more fic ideas sushdbbd

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bucky masterlist

-more rockstardad!bucky

hope you enjoy! if you have any questions or feedback my asks are open!

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Tonight was the last stop of tour, and Bucky was feeling all kinds of things. Nervous, sad that the tour was done, but also incredibly happy to finally get home to his pregnant wife and two boys.

"Good evening everybody!" Bucky yells into the mic and does a riff on his guitar.

"Tonight is the last show-" before he finishes he's cut off by screams of "noo" of their fans.

"I know, I know. This tour has been a real dream come true. I wanna thank everyone who's here tonight and everyone who saw our show in the last six months. And of course, to those who support us from afar."

Bucky stops talking and looks at the huge stadium screaming his name and almost tears up.

"Let's have fun tonight!"

Bucky starts singing the first song, and the crowd goes wild. He loves this so much the adrenaline the energy it makes him feel high.

It's getting close to the end of the show. Only the last song is left, and it's a surprise song for the last show. This song Bucky wrote for you when he was leaving for tour the first time after having a kid. Its not a song they usually play as it is a slow farewell song, but why not.

"Thank you for such an amazing show. You are such an incredible crowd. But can I ask for a little more of your time and energy?!"

The crowd yells out a yes. Bucky and other members of his band smile, him and Steve share a look that says "we made it".

They start singing, and the crowd starts singing the lyrics with them, some people start crying and the stadium is lit up with phone flashlights

When they finish the last song the crowd chants their name.

"Thank you!" Bucky bows lowly.

and then the crowd screams louder and Bucky turns around.

"I know the show is over. But I thought I could ask for one last song?"

Bucky is speechless when he hears your voice, and when he sees his 7 month pregnant wife on stage, he almost collapses. The crowds screaming dies out, and the only thing Bucky sees is you in a pretty purple dress standing a few feet away microphone in your hands.

"So? Just my favourite I'm sure no one would mind? Right Steve?"

Steve smiles at you softly, he knew you were coming and helped you pull this thing off without Bucky knowing.

"What's one more song?" Steve says and starts singing.

Bucky takes the microphone and starts singing to you. He slowly walks over, scared that you'll disappear any second. You wouldn't call this song particularly sweet and romantic since Bucky wrote it about your wild hookups in unconventional places when you were like 18. But still, it remains your favourite song.

By the end of the song, Bucky is close to sobbing he started crying at some point.

"My beautiful wife, everybody!" He says through tears. The crowd has been screaming since you came out on stage.

"Thank you! Sorry to keep you a bit longer I'm sure everybody is very tired. Get home safe." you say and leave the stage waving, but not before kissing Bucky softly and telling him you'll see him in a bit.

While you wait for the show to finish, you log into Buckys Instagram since you don't have your own. Already, there are thousands and thousands of posts about you coming on stage.

Bucky didn't publicly announce the pregnancy, and neither have you. This time, you somehow managed to hide it for so long since the attention was mostly pointed at the tour.

You're sure that by tomorrow, every tabloid will have your picture splattered everywhere but you couldn't care less. What Bucky doesn't know yet is that the boys are here with you and you can't wait to see his face.

"DADDY!" Theo screams and jumps into his fathers arms, and Bucky catches him.

Bucky holds onto his son like he's going to disappear any second.

"What are you doing here? How? When?" Bucky asks in between kisses that he's giving your son.

Leo crawls and hugs Bucky's legs, with Theo still in his arms, Bucky picks up his other son and starts kissing each of their cheeks in turns.

"We wanted to surprise you. I guess it worked, no?" you tease him a little and snap a picture of the sweet scene in front of you.

Somehow, Theo ends up clinging onto his dad's back, which gives Bucky enough space to pull you into a group hug.

"Ew you're sweaty and smell. Theo get down you'll get stinky too."

Bucky doesn't let either of you leave his embrace, and the menace he is, he snuggles Leo even closer to him. You smile into his neck, you missed him so much.

"Alright, I'll go shower, then we can go. Don't go anywhere."

"Daddy wait I'm still here!" Theo screams into Buckys ear trying to get down but Bucky is still holding him.

"Oh right, I guess you're not showering with me." Theo giggles happily and walks over to you.

"The other one too Buck." He rolls his eyes and let's his 3 year old down from his arms.

He doesn't take long, and the four of you are on your way to the hotel.

In the car, boys talk to their father, and Bucky listens very carefully, not to miss a single word.

When you get to the hotel suite, Bucky gets the boys ready for bed and reads them a bedtime story. They fall sleep almost instantly, Theo on his right shoulder and Leo on his left.

Bucky manages to wiggle out without waking them up and makes his way over to you.

"God I love you. You're incredible. How did you even do this we talked this morning and I-" you cut him off with a kiss.

"I love you too. And I can't belive that we've been married for so long and I still get to surprise you." Bucky smiles and put his hand on you belly, feeling the little movement.

"My pretty baby, I'm sorry daddy hasn't talked you I promise I'll make it up to you, I'm gonna be the only thing you hear for forever!" Bucky talks to the baby in your belly.

"I love you more than anything, Bucky I love our family and I missed you so fucking much." you start to tear up, holding onto Buckys hands. It hit you all at once that you're having another baby and that he wasn't there and that you can't believe you found a soulmate.

"Doll, you're my forever. I love you more than there are stars in the universe. I can not thank you enough for being there and supporting me and being the mother of my children. The last 6 months have both been the best and worst of my life. I want you to know that you and the boys were all I could think about. I can not wait to get home, our messy, lively home. Soon, I know we'll be getting zero sleep, and we'll be exhausted, but I will be doing it with you. That makes me extremely happy. You were my dream then, my dream now and my dream forever."

You sob into his chest, holding him tightly, as if he's going to disappear into thin air. The hug is a bit weird as your bump is in the way but it's the thing that you needed the most right now.

"If I could I would fuck you right now you look incredibly sexy." you say through tears and Buckys chest vibrate from the laugh.

"I'll make it up to you my love. I will have you in bed for a week straight, you'll be all mine. My pretty doll." He plants a sweet kiss on top of your head.

"Let's get you in bed. I'm sure you're tired." you only nod and let Bucky take care of you.

When you fall asleep, Bucky is wide awake looking at his beautiful family. He can't wait to get home and take care of you.

[THE END]

*extra*

<breaking news famous singer and guitarist Bucky Barnes is expecting a third child with his wife.>

<we can't get help but feel single when we see this couple! Bucky Barnes and his wife on stage last night! Buckys wife surprised him and requested her favorite song!!>

<after almost a year we see Bucky Barnes' wife and she is very much pregnant! we wish them the best!>

*comments*

omg such goals!

want someone to look at me the way bucky and his wife look at each other!

how does one looks so gorgeous while that pregnant she's literally glowing! Bucky is so lucky!

family goals

[weebsinstash]

I'd be judging the hell out of Mom!Reader for naming her twins GABRIEL and GABRIELLA!!!! (Not judging her that much for instigating Miguel to get me or something, I mean. Stockholm syndrome is a bitch. and also. I get it, the power of big d and all that stuff) GIRL. That's the SAME NAME!!!!!

Smh there's so many beautiful names in spanish but MomReader and Miguel 2 are lacking in the creativity department.

Miguel over here watching Mom!You being so radiant and joyful while showing off her chunky babies and he's sending sly glances to you, lowkey being a snob as he thinks "OUR babies would have much better names" and before he knows it he's building up this little fantasy in his head by accident. He keeps hearing these little stories or details from the other you and the other him and in his head he keeps thinking of what he would've done, how he thinks it would've gone for you and him, and you two are not even in a relationship. In fact depending on how drawn out this gets, you haven't even been in the Spider Society for several weeks and are at home with no intention of ever coming back, heartbroken, alone

I even thought of "what if an afab Reader got so desperate to escape canon and have freedom again that she gets pregnant by a stranger and literally carries a full pregnancy so she can abandon the baby, because the kid will eventually become a Spider and maybe they'll take over the canon and then you'll be able to do whatever you want" because you're just. You're so upset that canon is controlling your life and basically like ENSLAVING you that you're desperate

Lmao Peter B sneaks back to see you even though he isn't supposed to and finds you, he's ecstatic, "oh my god you're SUPER pregnant!" and he knows he isn't supposed to see you but he zips it and goes back home and, months later he visits you again with gifts, "so where's the baby?" "I dunno, where IS the baby? :)"

Would the baby technically be an anomaly since you weren't supposed to have it, not like this? What if they had to get rid of it to re-stabilize the timeline or whatever? Now you're being EXTRA shunned because, "wow you went through all that just for yourself huh 🙄 you'd rather abandon a baby than get married..." like people just beyond appalled with you, meanwhile you feel extra victimized because, wow that was all for nothing, you're trying to rethink strategies since "the contigency" didn't work out.

Or less dark but imagine dumping that kid and then some time later you're invited back to the Spider Society and it's like "oh hey Miguel what's the deal with this random baby you're taking care of" and you don't even recognize it, don't even know, you didn't even look at it hard enough to ever really know what it looked like, and, well, WE know whose baby it is lmao. You thinking you escaped from it and it's off living its own life and is going to someday free you and they, maybe not even realizing your intentions and just thinking you were scared, are raising it to give it back to you. I'd go absolutely wild lmao. Their shock when you break it to them "I literally nicknamed it Connie as in contingency, I never even knew what sex it was, I never even fed it, oh my god get it out of here, you're ruining everything"

Miguel MAKING YOU raise it even if its like tbh a fucked up little accident, or, if it's the whole "anomaly baby's gotta go" situation, after the, uh, disposal, he realizes he's pushed you way too far and you're too stressed and scared to think and behave rationally anymore and THIS is where he basically assigns himself as your caretaker and eventually takes you for himself which is kiiiiiiiiinda for the best because you're losing it a little. Like idk I imagine with LYLA maybe he has her programmed to tell him his own canon or he can look at it himself but like, what if he avoided spoilers because he wanted his behavior with you to be authentic or whatever. Like Miguel 2 might let him know "yeah dude turns out we hook up with them in a lot of different universes, it's almost like a separate canon like Peter Parker having Mary Jane" and Miguel takes some sneak peeks at other realities and then he shuts himself off from it so he can move forward of his own accord, but he now knows a sort of guideline and maybe some things to avoid doing (he can see the reality where the YouTwo disaster is going down and he's like "I would NEVER make MY You feel replaced *acts like having Mom!You and Miguel2 around doesn't count, the denial is stored in his ass, that's why it's so big*")

He's got a little notebook or data log where he takes down notes and details on things you like, things he notices about you, things you do often, habits, favorite foods, favorite color, how often are you doing your laundry (he knows you keep re-wearing that bra, girl), are you making your bed, how well are you functioning. Jesus, he literally has technology that can recreate extremely hyperdetailed recreation simulations; if he isn't outright putting camera bots in your room, he can "recreate" however you've been spending your day. He can learn all your routines and rituals and habits, decide what things may be problems, what things you might need more of in your life, he's, studying you really, with a romantic and almost scientific obsession

Not to be all 50 shades of gray in here but would Miguel eventually come onto you, all pent up and control finally bursting, "if we were made for each other, you must like taking it as hard as I like to give it" and whether you want it or not he takes you, and your bodies feel like they fit together perfectly, he stretches you out and fills you up JUST right, you can't help but have your eyes roll into the back of your head with how good it is, and of course he used any good reactions out of you as an excuse/"sign" he's doing the right thing and to keep going, that you're consenting, that he's finally winning you over

Who know; the two of you might start having those babies faster than you both initially thought 😳

[auspicioustidings]

Dude the Kid would have such major whiplash. I know I reblog it but Grandma MacTavish trying to have a piece of her son in her grabdbaby. Trying to introduce her grandbaby to their Scottish culture and MomReader unintentionally denies their child that because she’s so heartbroken over Johnny.

The kid doesn’t even have a KILT or good enough connection to half of what they are because MomReader sees far too much of her first love in their kid.

So now this kid is asking questions, asking why they don’t know THEIR actual father to which Johnny just gets more hurt and upset because “Ye didnae even tell’em about me?” Like sure a picture or two is there in the house but she put up so many of Johnny’s things because she was in mourning, still mourning him.

Ghost ain’t off the hook at all. Immediately met with cold shoulders and harsh remarks in Gaelic. Ghost didn’t even try to introduce the kid to the things Johnny loves. It’s like they tried to blotch him out of existence. The pain and loss of losing Johnny isn’t an excuse to not even try to show HIS kid the culture he deserved. Makes Johnny wonder that if he was actually dead would their kid even know why he has a different last name than his mom. Because for most of the kids life she’s been answering to “Mrs. Riley”

(May or may not be pulling from my dad’s lore. His dad, my grandpa, unfortunately died when my dad was 6 so his mom, my grandma, kept him away from my dads family and threw literally ever picture and thing of my grandpas away. All my dad has left is half a picture of a Drivers License and that’s it.)

Offt deep family lore! Honestly I have nothing to add to this scrumptious angst :,))

Although at heart I am unfortunately a happy ending bitch, don't think I've ever left something hurt no comfort in my life. To that end this is absolutely going to end in a throuple and nobody can tell me otherwise!

[callumsluvr]

https://www.tumblr.com/callumsluvr/762371409511170048/tonight-rafe-and-momreader-are-snuggling-in-bed

Do all of their kids usually sleep with them in bed?

i think when they’re teeny babies, they sleep in a basinet beside their bed, and then when it’s safe for the babies to sleep with them, most definitely!

[rayechelann]

Mom reads

#momtruthsbook #momssecretsbook #catandnat #momreads #mombooks #singlemom #momlife

[stealforreal]

Future kids - Bakugou Katsuki I

Bakugou meets his son from the future. Just some fluff, with a jealous Bakugou.

Bakugou Katsuki x F! reader

Warnings: none

Bakugou was stomping his way back to the dorms, cursing that stupid nerd Deku in his mind. Kicking some rocks lying in his way, he was radiating murder. Naturally his classmates left him alone to cool off for a minute, even the Baku squad left him alone. They had chosen not to interfere, because they would like to live to see another, thank you very much. 

The stupid nerd had been too close to y/n at lunch today, and Bakugou had spent the entire time glaring at the curly green haired boy. What really made him snap was when she hugged him, and the stupid brocoli went as red as a tomato. She was giggling loudly and seemed really happy at whatever Midoriya had said, and the fiery ash blond couldn't control his jealousy so he stormed off. After class was over Bakugou was the first out the door, not even stopping to insult Denki when he made a bad joke. 

The rest of his classmates were confused, sure they all knew Bakugou to be a hothead. But still he seemed angrier than usual, only the Baku squad had small nervous but knowing smiles on their face. They knew of the explosive boy's crush on y/n, it wasn't totally obvious and they really wouldn't have known had Kirishima not pointed out the subtle things. Like how he never once called her an extra, he still called her idiot, dumbass and such. That was probably Bakugou's version of a compliment, which was probably the reason they took so long to figure out his crush.

So here he was stomping his way back to the dorms, cursing Deku for being close with y/n, Himself for getting jealous, y/n for being too friendly and everything he could curse in general. He stopped dead in his tracks when he felt a little tug on his uniform pant leg, glaring down at the thing that stopped him. Only to be confused when that thing turned out to be a little boy, around the age of 4-5 by the looks of it. Bakugou's brows furrowed in confusion, how did a little boy end up here. UA is one of the most secure places in Japan, courtesy of the League of Villains and other past incidents. 

What caught Bakugou's attention though, was the fact that this little boy was bawling his eyes out and trembling with his sobs. Bakugou didn't know what was happening, he felt incredibly protective of the young boy but didn't know why. He seemed kind of familiar, like Bakugou had seen parts of him somewhere else before. The little boy had big e/c doe eyes, filled to the brim with tears as he stared at the ground. His hair was unruly and a familiar shade of ash blond, he reminded Bakugou of himself a bit when he was young except the crybaby attitude of course. It was weird for Bakugou to feel this protective of anything, and he didn't like it one bit

" Oi brat, where are you parents?" The teenager asked the little boy, crouching down to his level, making the little lad finally pay attention to the stranger he had grabbed. The little boy gasped and flung himself at Bakugou, clutching on tightly to the stunned teenager's shirt. A new wave of tears hit the little blonde, being relieved at the familiar sight of his fathers face though much younger. " D-daddy, I-I was so scared" the little boy whimpered, burying his tear stained face in his fathers shoulder. Bakugou was speechless, he sure as hell was not this kid's father even if it explained the feeling of familiarity. No Bakugou shook his head at the ridiculous thought, this kid was obviously terrified and contrary to popular belief Bakugou would not abandon a lost child " Oi brat, I'm taking you with me back to the dorms. Afterwards we'll find your parents' ' he huffed, Bakugou was going to kill this kid's parents once they were found.

The younger boy began calming down in the older boy's arms, the tears had stopped and he was only softly hiccupping now. "B-but daddy I did find you, I wanna go see mommy" the young boy huffed out, defiantly crossing his arms over his little chest. " Oh yeah, prove it brat" Bakugou smirked thinking he had cornered the little boy in his lie, but much to his astonishment the little boy let out a small explosion in the palm of his hand. Though much brighter than his own, there was no mistaking his explosion quirk.  Bakugou hated to admit that so far the brat seemed to be telling the truth, and he hated even more how his feeling of protectiveness grew at the revelation that this kid in fact was most likely his son from the future. It wasn't rocket science, right now Bakugou was 16 and 100% not a father. Yet here is a little boy that is the spitting image of him as a kid except the eyes, and in this world where quirks exist perhaps time travelling was possible.  

Bakugou's little chat with his son had taken longer than he thought, because as soon as he entered the dorm common room every one in the room snapped their head towards the two ash blondes. The first to break the pin drop silence was Kirishima  " Eh who is the kid, Bakubro" he asked. While Mina asked if he had kidnapped the kid, earning a glare from the explosive blonde. " Daddy, why does Aunt Mina and Uncle Kiri not recognize me? " a little voice asked, making a lot of jaws drop and eyes widened. 1....2......3...... " WHA!!!" The lot of them shouted, questions coming left and right, wanting an explanation as to why this little boy who looked suspiciously like Bakugou called him dad. 

What they all failed to notice was the little boy was recoiling from the loud noise, pressing himself closer and closer to his father. Bakugou noticed this, and thanks to his newfound protectiveness he hugged him closer and glared at them effectively shutting them up. Mostly they were just silenced because the sight of Bakugou hugging and being protective of his supposed son baffled them. I mean we are talking about Mr.Hothead angry Pomeranian, the most blatant rude student in class 1-A if not in the entirety of UA. " Shut it ya damn morons, can't you see you're frightening him" Bakugou sneered at his classmates, not loudly but it was still malicious enough to make a shiver run up their spines. 

Midoriya, who had known Kacchan the longest, was intrigued by this side of Kacchan and unconsciously moved closer to the two ash blondes. Seeing the familiar shade of green hair approach them Bakugou sneered, while his son became ecstatic. " Uncle Izu '' The child yelled excitedly, stretching his arm towards the blushing brocoli boy indicating he wanted to be held. " Ah hell no! He is not your uncle, I won't allow shitty Deku to hold my son" Bakugou yelled, making a few snicker quietly, but what really set them off was the fact his son chopped his head with a little fist. "Oi, why the hell did ya do that for ya brat? Bakugou barks at his son, only receiving a deadpan expression in return. " Mommy said, every time your daddy is mean to uncle Izu chop his head for me, okay baby?" After that announcement they all burst out laughing, while Midoriya tried not to tremble under Bakugou's glare. 

"Speaking of which, who is your mom?, uhm I never got your name, little guy" Kirishima asked the little boy, stating a valid point. Bakugou realized that even though he had known his son for about 5 hours now, he never once asked what the boy's name was. " What do you mean, Uncle Kiri, it's me Katsuma?" Katsuma tilted his head a bit, not really being aware or understanding that he most likely travelled through time. " Well you aren't born in our time yet, mini Bakugou" Kaminari informed the little boy, in his usual teasing voice. " Really Uncle Kami" Little Katsuma asked " Does this mean mommy and daddy aren't together yet?" He asked, surprising the teenagers. Katsuma was surprisingly smart for a kid his age, and after the initial shock from being called daddy Katsuki totally forgot to ask about his son's mother. 

"That is correct, Katsuma'' Todoroki piped up in his usual monotone voice, surprising Katsuma with his appearance. " Uncle Todo'' Katsuma replied coolly, surprising everyone present. The happy bubbly 5 year old had vanished in an instant, and been replaced with a little boy full of hatred. Breaking the little staring contest that had broken out between his son and the damn half n half bastard, was none other than Midoriya's phone. Being the klutz that he is, he ended up answering and putting it on speaker. " Izuku, Ochaco said there was a cute kid at your dorm, so I'm coming over " y/n voice could be heard, instantly Katsuma brightened up again being all sparkles and rainbows again. He tugged at his dad's collar, demanding Katsuki's attention " daddy, daddy did you hear, mommy's coming over" the little ash blonde exclaimed, bouncing in his fathers arms from being giddy. This new information caused everybody's jaw to land on the floor once again.

" WHY, why does Bakugou get the hot chick? '' Mineta yelled in agony, being the little pervert he is, he had to comment on her looks. " Oi, don't talk about my future wife and baby mama y/n like that, I'll fucking blast you to hell" His statement followed by the crackeling in his palm, and the sound of a phone being dropped? Turning around Bakugou was met with your stunned face, eyes blown wide with confusion and astonishment clearly written on your face. " Mommy" Katsuma yelled, squirming trying to get out of his fathers embrace, and slowly Katsuki sat him down. When his small feet hit the floor, Katsuma was sprinting towards y/n with all his might and flinging himself into her arms. Resulting in the poor girl, falling down on the floor in her confusion.

Katsuma buried his face in her neck, sighing happily to himself. The remaining nerves  he had totally disappeared once he saw you. As much as Katsuma was a daddy’s boy, he was even more of a mama’s boy. Katsuma could feel the lack of response coming from his mother, curious and slightly scared he looked at her face. you were absolutely stunned, no response came from you frightening the young boy. Tears began swimming in Katsuma’s beautiful e/c eyes, snapping you back to reality. The sight of a child with tears in his eyes, struck your motherly instincts. Answers could wait, right now there was an adorable toddler with tears in his eyes, and you had to comfort him.

Slowly Katsuma was pulled into your embrace, head buried in the crock of your neck. Arms wrapped tightly around the preciuóus boy, letting him cling to you for deer life. “ M-mommy, I m-missed you, I was s-so scared-d” Katsuma said through sobs and hiccups. Not bothering to correct him, you bounced him lightly up and down in your arms. Bakugou came and helped you onto your feet, putting an arm around your waist. His other hand began stroking Katsuma’s unruly blond hair. 

Around them the rest of the class was still stunned into silence, seeing the small family in an embrace. Most of them had never seen Bakugou look so protective and calm, let alone with a small blush. You would also sport a matching blush if it weren’t for the fact, all your attention was on the young boy in your arms. He looked like a carbon copy of Katsuki, yet his e/c eyes looked exactly like yours. Slowly the sniffles stopped. Instead they were replaced by steady breathing, it seems like the child had a long day because he was fast asleep in your arms.

Slowly you made your way to the 1-A dorm living room couch, with the sleeping child in your arms and Bakugou not far behind you. He made it a point to keep his hand on the small of your back, glaring at the other guys present if they looked at your or his son the wrong way. “ Can somebody please explain to me what is going on?” You whispered so you wouldn’t wake up the young boy, whose name you still hadn’t caught. Your eyes caught Izuku’s eyes, but for some reason his eyes widened and he averted his gaze from you. Izuku is one of your best friends, you met because you and your classmate Hatsume Mei worked on his hero costume and you hit it off. 

With your attention not fully on the child anymore, you now realised that somebody had their arm around your shoulders. Looking to your right where the owner would be stítting, your eyes widened slightly at the person on your right. One of the hottest guys in UA had his arm around you, Bakugou Katsuki of class 1-a was well known in the school. His temper, looks and quirk had made him extremely popular with the female population of UA, though none of them dared approach him. The bad boy image both attracted them and made them keep their distance from him. He wasn’t exactly known for being a teddy bear, so Katsuki hugging y/n closer to him and keeping touching her was not expected.

 “ Oi Flashlight, brat is ours from the future. I don't know how he got here but it’s true. He even has my quirk, you know what this means right ” Bakugou spoke, explaining the situation. The others had left the two of you alone, giving Bakugou privacy to explain the surreal situation to you.  What this means? What did he mean by that? You couldn’t help but ponder the meaning. Turning your head to face him and question him on what he meant, you were met with a very close Bakugou. Bakugou couldn’t contain himself seeing you look so adorably clueless, so he closed the small gap between you. 

His lips were surprisingly soft. He was gentle in kissing you, not knowing how you would react. I mean you had to like him back right? You were sitting there next to hum with YOUR SON in your arms. He smelled nice, it was a sweet scent like caramel courtesy of his quirk. The kiss was slow, loving and gentle, the feeling of his lips on yours were intoxicating. Pulling back from the kiss, Bakugou growled silently, huskily in your ear “Your mine, flashlight” Heat crept up your neck, and you were left softly blushing. “ What are we going to do with him Bakugou?” Still facing Bakugou, you looked at your son from the future. There really was no mistake, he looked like a perfect Katsuki copy with your eyes, and your motherly instincts told that this was in fact your son. 

“It’s Katsuki to you Flashlight ” He corrected you “For now let's go to bed, it’s late. We can ask the squirt questions tomorrow” Katsuki led you to his room, still with a sleeping Katsuma in your arms. His bed was big enough to fit the three of you. You laid down with Katsuma in the middle, both you and Katsuki put an arm around Katsuma. Katsuki intertwined your fingers, and slowly you fell into a blissful sleep. You could ask more questions tomorrow.

But when you woke up, Katsuma was nowhere to be found. Only you and Katsuki were cuddling in his bed. You and Katsuki both came to the conclusion that whatever quirk sent Katsuma here probably sent him back to his own time. “Katsuki, is it wrong of me to miss him already?” You looked at your new boyfriend, looking into his sleepy vermillion orbs. “ If you miss the little firecracker already, why don’t we bring him back” His morning voice was rough, and tickled your ears just right, sending a shiver down your spine. Bakugou's eyes glinted with mischief, as he began kissing your neck. The innuendo not lost on you, the feeling of his lips on a particular spot had you giggling. It was ticklish and stopped him in his tracks for just long enough for you to get a word in. “ Let’s wait a few years okay” He nodded and laid down next to you again, pulling you close.

You would see Katsuma again. Someday.

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American pie [2/2]

Category : Caitlin C × !momreader

Summary : You and Caitlin have known each other since childhood, you love each other more than friends but the situation pushes you to live in hiding. While Caitlin suffers from this situation and lets you know it, an event changes everything.

⚠️go to the masterlist if you haven't read the first part

Today

It's been exactly 4 months.

4 months since Caitlin told you how she felt about the situation.

4 months since you last talked to her.

And yet, the very next day, she sent you a message in the evening, asking you if you were upset and if that was why you hadn't gone to see her play.

It was her last day at the tournament, and she'd missed her girl's reassuring look in the stands.

She'd started to blame herself, not for saying what she felt, but for waiting. Because in the end, she'd expressed herself to you with a lot of anger and a lot of blame. Yet she knew that you were doing your best and that you loved her more than anyone else on earth.

But you didn't answer her messages that night or the next few days.

She tried to call you several times, came in the evening after your classes, but never found you there.

When she came to your house, it was your father, whom she had known as long as you, who asked her to leave, insisting that you didn't want to see her and that she had no business being here.

Despite her willingness to make excuses for you, Caitlin suddenly felt rejected. You couldn't ignore her just because she had decided to show you the negative side of your relationship. So she stopped sending you messages and stopped coming to see you.

The following months were the worst of her life. For the first time in sixteen years, you didn't share her daily life. No evenings just the two of you, no post-game massages, no movies that Caitlin always fell asleep to, no impromptu cooking sessions. Her bed seemed way too big and her apartment way too empty.

Yet you're everywhere: in picture frames, in subway tickets reminding her of your disastrous dates, in your glowing toothbrush on the edge of the sink (Caitlin always made fun of your toothbrush, but you like useless things like that), in her Spotify playlist, and even in her clothes.

She started to get really depressed, not knowing how to deal with the flood of emotions that suddenly washed over her. Some days she was hungry and ate a lot, as if to suppress her feelings, and other days she didn't even have the strength to get out of bed.

It was palpable on the court, and despite a few attempts at communication from her coach and teammates, Caitlin never wanted to talk about it, staying closed in her corners and easily accepting the decision to play her less.

Nothing mattered if you weren't there to see her do it and cheer her on.

And if it wasn't easy for her, it wasn't easy for you either.

You didn't ignore Caitlin all this time out of the goodness of your heart, but out of necessity.

After what happened, you needed to be alone, to collect yourself, to calm down. You needed time to accept and adjust to your new life.

Still, you miss your girlfriend (well, if she's still your girlfriend?). She's the pillar of your life, the one who listens to you, comforts you, finds solutions for everything, and gives you a smile.

But you know you've made a mistake this time. You've hurt her and you feel terrible. You know you're unforgivable, and anyway, you can't think of a good way to explain what's happening to you.

- You've found more than love in Caitlin, you've found a best friend. I've been there for you, but now you need her.

Your mother told you this during one of your many crying sessions.

Of course, in the light of events, your "boyfriend" had finally confessed the deception to your parents.

They both remained silent on the subject, then your father became very angry when Caitlin tried to come and see you.

Finally, your mother spoke. She explained that she didn't understand how two women could be attracted to each other, but that the idea of you being unhappy with a man just to please him broke her heart, and that in the end Caitlin was a nice girl and what happened between you was none of her business.

So it was she who encouraged you to get back in touch with her, sensing that even though she was your mother, she didn't always have the right words to help you.

Your message was "viewed" for two hours before you received a reply.

You knew you deserved her coldness, but you couldn't help but feel bad and hopeless.

If she were in front of you, you would probably be on your knees begging her to please listen to you. You can't lose her, not now, but you don't know what to say anymore and the words come on their own, in the hope that they will convince her.

Her answer was not what you expected, but deep down you knew you deserved no better.

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You thanked your mom for helping you get organized so you'd be free at 5.

You dressed quickly, trying to make an effort, but not wanting to give the impression that you were taking this appointment for granted. You were afraid that Caitlin would think you weren't taking things seriously if you ever got too confident.

So you waited for long minutes, sitting at the table closest to the entrance, staring at the front door, which only made your heart beat faster in your chest.

You and Caitlin are in your favorite place where you spent your childhood and teenage years. You call it "The Cowboy" because of the decor and the giant Lucky Luke statue in the entrance. The Cowboy is a sort of bar and restaurant with a children's play area and a vintage jukebox that plays only one song on a loop: Don McLean's "American Pie," your favorite with Caitlin.

Finally, the tall brunette walked through the door. Her gym bag at arm's length and her towel around her neck. She looked for you as if suddenly lost, then made her way to your table.

She looked at you coldly, then sat down.

You just noticed the gaze of two young girls to your right, who weren't shy about devouring Caitlin's torso with their eyes, clad only in a sports bra.

And just as you were about to ignore this, judging that you were in no position to show your jealousy, Caitlin slipped on a sweater, knowing full well how you felt about the situation. And seeing that she wasn't lacking for a little attention on your behalf calmed you down a bit.

- Hi.

- Hi, do you want something? You suggest.

- That you tell me what you want to tell me she said curtly.

You were trying to lighten the mood, to reassure yourself about your relationship with Caitlin, but mostly to put off the moment when you were supposed to tell her. Because the truth was, you didn't know how to break this kind of news to her, since you had trouble understanding and accepting it yourself.

- Are you going to marry him? Are you going to move to the Maldives?

- What are you talking about? What are you saying, Caitlin?

- What am I saying? I should be asking you this question. You've got me running around in circles. Do you know how worried I've been? I've been imagining the worst scenarios! That you were seriously ill, dead...then I had to realize that it was something else, so I started imagining that you were going off with him, that it was over, I dreamt of you making love. I threw up Y/N. But I can't get over it, you never leave my thoughts, even on the field. So now, despite all the anger I feel for you, I want you to tell me what's going on!

- I'm sorry, Caity.

You apologize, looking up at her with tears in your eyes. You blame yourself tremendously, knowing that she's suffering so much is unbearable for you.

- But sorry for what the hell?

She stands and stares into your eyes. She burns with rage and takes it upon herself not to let her words overtake her thoughts.

- He's three months...

you said, lowering your eyes and letting yourself burst into tears.

She fell back in her chair and stared at you with her eyes wide open. Her heart racing, she refused to understand.

- What? Who?

- When Edward realized that we were more than just friends, he told me that if we had sex once in a while, he wouldn't tell my parents. This went on for a few months and stopped when he met a girl. At that point, I had to promise not to talk about his relationship with this girl and to continue to show my face in public with him if I didn't want him to say anything.

- But... no, no, no, you're talking nonsense! I would have seen if you were pregnant!

- I was in denial, Caitlin, the night of our fight, what I thought were stomach pains were actually contractions. I thought I was going to die. The night you left, I gave birth on the carpet in my room.

- It was our dream," she said weakly, completely shaken by the news.

- I was afraid of losing you, I thought I was doing the right thing. I went too far, I know. I was terrified, unable to touch the baby, then when they put him in my arms... I don't know, I wanted to try, I felt capable.

- No, no, it's not possible...she whispers.

- I'm sorry, Caity, I'm so sorry.

- And him? What did he say?

- His parents wanted the baby back, I refused, we haven't heard from him since...

- I don't know what to say...I'm so hurt...so confused....I feel sorry for you, but I'm so angry that you left me out, I could have protected you....

- I don't want to lose you, Caitlin.

- I need some air, let me go, let me think...

She hurried out of the restaurant, looking completely disturbed.

You watched her outside the transparent storefront as she cradled her head in her hands, paced back and forth, and finally walked to her car.

You didn't hear from her that day, despite the message you sent, and you haven't heard from her in the days since.

This hurts you tremendously; you feel responsible and monstrous. Seeing her like that literally tore your heart out. But the truth is, you didn't really have time to think about it. Your days were now filled with cries, bottles, naps, diapers... not to mention appointments with the pediatrician or the nurse who came to give you advice.

Despite all the sadness and guilt, you had to keep a straight face for him. For this baby who didn't ask for anything. You ruined everything with the love of your life, so you couldn't afford to ruin everything with him.

And yet, just as hope was fading, you received a message:

This unexpected news had just given you hope that all was not lost. A little salve to the heart did you good, and you even noticed that feeling a little better and believing again seemed to have an effect on your baby, as his crying spells diminished inexorably.

The next day, you went to the local Merch store to buy a baby-sized supporter's jersey and a pair of earplugs to protect his ears from the noise.

That evening, snuggled up to you in the baby carrier, he attended his first basketball game. While you and Caitlin rediscovered your chemistry. That night, as she sought your gaze for the first time in a long time, she found it and felt that wave of comfort and courage again. A sense of absolute invincibility.

That night, Caitlin and her team won the game hands down, and as the girls celebrated their victory in the middle of the court and the opponents began to leave the room, Caitlin approached you:

- Hello, little boy.

She hugs him, trembling. The two of them look at each other with stars in their eyes, as if surprised by each other's presence.

- His name is Donald, like our favorite music...

Donald awkwardly touches Caitlin's face with his chubby hands as she starts humming softly, tears rolling down her cheeks...

- Looks like I'm going to get a new jersey to sign...

Bye, bye Miss American Pie....🎶

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sorry for the wait, I'm taking important exams at the moment!

So...did you like it? I'm seriously thinking about writing "extras" to this fiction, like little cute moments of life for Caitlin and you after these events, what do you think?

[bluehourbucky]

breaking the window

pairing: rockstardad! bucky x f!momreader

summary: the famous modern family scene

a/n: nothing to say just I felt like writing it

bucky | rockstardad! bucky |

______________________________________

"I'M BREAKING THE WINDOW!"

"No you'll get glass on him stop."

you tell your husband who is screaming and holding up an object to break the car window.

to be honest you don't know how this happened, how did you manage to lock your one and only son in the car.

it happened so fast and you tried not to panic, you noticed almost immediately as the doors of the car locked, that's when bucky and you looked at each other in horror.

"I'll call help." you had said and now you're on the phone talking to someone who should be able to unlock the car.

"tell your wife to relax. we'll unlock it in a minute."

"that's a man."

"are you sure?" you look at your husband lovingly, he's talking to theo through the closed window telling him it's going to be okay and that he'll get him out and not to worry. theo just smiles at him.

"there, now it's unlocked."

"thank you."

"quickly call them again it won't open." Bucky pulls on the door and doesn't open immediately and he starts panicking again.

you try and you open the door with ease and lift a brow at bucky.

"MY BABY! I WAS SO SCARED ARE YOU OKAY?" bucky picks up theo from his car seat and cuddles him close.

"bucky he was there less than 5 minutes."

"yes but it was scary!"

"for you or him?"

"him look at his scared face!" bucky holds his sons cheeks together and all that boy looks is confused and maybe like he pooped.

"sure. let's get ice cream for the brave boy." you kiss bucky and then your son.

in the end bucky eats both his and theo's ice cream.

[the end]

extras

famous singer and songwriter bucky out with his one year old and wife eating ice scream!

rare sighting of bucky and his family together out for a little cold treat.

our hearts are melting at this beautiful and rare picture of the barnes family

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https://www.tumblr.com/callumsluvr/762371409511170048/tonight-rafe-and-momreader-are-snuggling-in-bed

So sweet

They sure make some snuggly cuddly babies 🥹😌❤️

oh 100%

their babies are the most cuddly 🥰

[thatawesomenerdygirl]

Bonding

Another Imagine with the Demon Spawn of Wayne's!

9Zio6TSIOX!! Here~

Request : Batmom x Damian Relationship : Mother and son bonding. Prompt : "Damian and Batmom goes to grocery shopping. It's like...a bonding experience. Batmom gets hit on by a guy while Damian is at the candy aisle. When I say 'hit on' it's like nonstop harassment: always end up in the same aisles, small touches on her arms, etc. She's dead set in finishing shopping and going home. At the end Damian blows up at the man, he's like, "what kind of man hits on another person's mother!?" That's like the first time he acknowledged her as his mother."

Warning : There's some curse words. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"No, Alfred it's okay! I'll go grocery shopping." You insisted.

Alfred was sick, his face is so pale as if he was turned into a vampire. He got a fever, it wasn't that bad but still he got sick and need to rest. His voice was also sore besides he almost never got any chance to rest, staying up until late only to wait for Bruce or the boys to return just to patch them up.

You could do that too, but Alfred didn't want you to. Why? Because he said it was his job, he's a rebel.

But not today..

"Please Mrs.Wayne, I'm fine." He argued, his voice was shaky and sounded dry. You rolled your eyes at his argument.

"Well then, if you want to do it that way Alfred." You said, pausing for a moment to clear your throat.

"Ahem.. Alfred I want you to rest until your fever is gone. And I will do your chores." You stated sternly, he opened his mouth to argue but before any words came out from him you continued, "No Ifs no Buts. Rest Alfred. If you need anything just call me, the boys or Bruce."

He let out a heavy sigh in defeat, "If you insist..".

And that was how you ended up in here. At the grocery store, with the one and only Damian Wayne.

His small figure walked in front of you with his arms crossed and of course with a scowl. He was forced to come with you since Dick and Tim were watching their favorite TV show meanwhile Bruce and Jason were arguing in the kitchen, so he was the only one who could come with.

Letting out a silent sigh you walked towards Dairy aisle, looking through some milk when you arrived.

Damian tugged your sleeve to get your attention, you looked down to look at him. A small motherly smile already plastered your face.

"What is it Doodle-bug?" You questioned with a motherly voice that fits your smile.

He scoffed, not used with the nickname you gave him, but it doesn't mean he didn't like it, oh he loved it. You called him that since you caught him doodling Titus and random things, a bunch of times.

"I'm going to the other aisle, I'll be back after I found what I need."

You nodded, he walked away from you but not before receiving a kiss on the cheek from you. When you did that you noticed a slight crimson hue on his face, you couldn't help but smile at the sight.

Putting the milk inside the trolley, "3 box of milk.." You trailed off, ticking the shopping list with a smile. "Check. Cereal.. Hmm.. Cereal cereal.." You murmured, (E/C) orbs looking for the item you needed only to mentally groaning.

It's not like you didn't found it, oh you did. But it was so high you couldn't even got it even if you tip toed.

A hand reached for it before you could even ask for help, as if the person reads your mind.

"It's this one?" Th-- He asked.

You turned around to face the guy.

His lips curled up into a smile when he looked at you, his smile was genuine. But not as genuine and charming as Dick's.

He was tall but not as tall as Jason.

He looked smart but not as smart as Tim.

He has a pair of beautiful eyes but not as beautiful as Damian's.

Lastly but not least he was.. Handsome, but of course. Your beloved husband, Bruce Wayne was a whole lot handsomer and muscular than him.

You could list all every reason why your boys were flawless. Hell, even Alfred was flawless!

Breaking your thoughts, you sent him a smile. "Yes, thank you very much." You said, reaching out to take the box from him, accidentally making a skin to skin contact.

He nodded, not making any move to walk away.

"Thanks again.." You said, walking away from him. Brushing off the feeling that someone was staring and following you.

You were wearing a loose red off the shoulder jumper paired with a black leggings and a pair of black ankle boots and it was chosen by Damian himself.

Why? Who knows..

But also receiving you some dirty looks from the men in the store, you looked like a woman in her early 20s, meanwhile you were in your late 30s just like your husband.

You went to pick some meat for dinner, you were about to take the last steak but your hands accidentally brushed against a familiar hand.

Your head whipped to the side, finding the same guy as before.

"Ah, you can take that.." You said to him, giving him the same smile as before.

"No no!" He argued, "Please take it."

"But--"

"Please I insist." He said, cutting you off.

"Alright." You said, taking the steak and put it inside your trolley before ticking the shopping list, "Thanks.. Again." You laughed.

He nodded. "No problem."

You swore you could see a slight blush dusted his cheeks before you walked away, waving goodbye at him.

You found the same guy every time you went to the different aisles, it was creepy. And a skin to skin contact always happened. Feeling creeped out you decided to find Damian.

He was actually looking at you from behind, hiding to be exact. He already got some of his favorite sour candies and chocolate cookies. Even though he loved Alfred's but since he was sick he had to buy one.

He watched your every move. Of course he noticed the same guy that you met literally at every aisles and also your discomfort when your skin brushed against his.

Then it happened again.

Decided that it was enough he walked towards you with his candies and cookies in his arms. He put it inside the trolley before walking beside you taking your hand in his.

"Are you done Dami?" You asked with another motherly smile.

"Yes, let's go. I already called the others to pick us up." He said.

You walked away from that creepy guy to the cashier with Damian hand in hand, your free hand gripping the trolley.

Waiting in line, again you met that guy. He stood behind you.

"Really?" You muttered under your breath, since it was noisy because of people's chatter nobody heard your voice. But Damian did.

You wanted to hide your face, too bad your hair was tied in a messy bun. You mentally kicked yourself for your hairstyle choice.

"Ah you again." His too familiar voice ringed in your ear, making you cringe.

You turned your head around, your (E/C) met his brown ones. Trying to not avert his gaze you spoke. "Hi.." You said, giving him a little wave.

He walked to your side, your left side since Damian was on your right. He put a hand on your shoulder.

"We meet...again." He joked, obviously trying to talk to you.

You nodded as Damian looked up at him with a deep frown on his face. His eyes met the guy's.

"Who is this big guy?" He asked you, motioning towards Damian.

You hesitated for a while, Damian never acknowledged you as his mother. You really wanted to call him your son, but afraid he would get mad at you and start hating you.

You were too busy with your train of thoughts until Damian spoke up for you.

"I'm her son." He hissed.

The guy's grip on your shoulder tightened, making you flinch a bit.

"Son? Aren't you too young to have a son?" He flirted with a smug smirk.

Oh you wish you could just punch him where the sun don't shine to wipe that disgusting smirk off his face.

Without you knowing, he grabbed your chin gently turning your head to look up at him.

"You're so beautiful.." He breathed out. Ugh, his breath reek of alcohol. Did I just noticed this? You thought.

You moved his hand off your face gently, "Thanks.. I guess.."

Damian scoffed, "What kind of man are you? Hitting on another person's mother."

Your eyes widened, what did he say? Mother? You looked down, all of a sudden finding the white marbles interesting in attempt to hide your huge smile.

The man didn't pay any attention making his blood built up in rage.

"HANDS OFF MY MOTHER!" He exclaimed harshly enough to make the man flinch and your smile got wider.

As if on cue, familiar voices calling you.

"Mom!" They said, instead of your name.

Your eyes widened, almost rolled out of their sockets. You looked at the source of the voices to find Dick, Jason and Tim walking towards you. With Bruce behind them.

Of course this caught every single person in the store, especially when The Bruce Wayne was in sight. They brought out their phone to take some pictures of the Playboy Billionaire.

Meanwhile the man just stared in confusion, but not letting go his hand from your shoulder.

"Are you okay?" Dick asked, earning a nod from you as a sign that you are fine.

"What took you so long." Damian scoffed.

"Uh what's with the hand dude?" Jason chimed in his eyebrows knitted together not liking the sight, pointing at the guy's hand. Luck for him that Jason didn't have his gun at the time. If he does, well. He better run.

Tim gave the man a murderous glare, but still not enough to make the guy's hand move.

Then Bruce came in.

"I'm sorry, but she's my wife." He stated, prying off the man's hand from your shoulder and pulled you closer to him. You were too overwhelmed with this situation to even speak.

"Father.." Damian said trying to get Bruce's attention, which he did. "He followed my mother everywhere. Literally everywhere.." He trailed off, glancing at the man who looked so scared and regretted every decision he made in life.

"He touched her on purpose, making excuse such as accidentally brushing his filthy hands against hers." He continued sternly and confidently. Pressing on some words to prove his point and to prove that he was serious.

You heard Bruce growled in annoyance and anger as his grip tightened on your hip. He then cleared his throat.

"I'm sorry but I need to report you for sexual harassment that you did to my wife." He said, rather harshly.

"Bu--"

"Nope, no buts. Or I'll fucking beat you up." Jason hissed as he cracked his knuckles walking towards the man making him backed off from the Waynes. "I'll count to three.." He started, "One.."

Crack! He got closer towering over the man.

"Two.."

Crack!

"Thr--" before he could finish counting, the creep started to run away. "--ee... Pfft, he's much worse than a chicken and he tried to flirt with our mother." He scoffed, "Yea right."

Your face were flushed red, lips curled up into a wide smile as you looked up at them then Damian.

Pulling away from Bruce's grip you picked up Damian, twirling him in the air as giggles escaped your lips.

The boys stared at you in confusion, Bruce was smirking since he knows exactly what happened.

You attacked his face in kisses, pulling him close to you with a motherly hug.

"You called me mother Dami! You called me mother.." You said excitedly whispering the last sentence. He blinked a few times, trying to catch what you said. Then realization hit him like a train, He did called you mother and it was from the bottom of his heart.

His face turned into crimson color when he heard snickering from his brothers even his father joined but he was chuckling. Feeling defeated he sighed.

"I did." He mumbled.

You pulled away from the hug enough to see his beautiful emerald orbs, "Yes! I never thought you'll say that Doodle-bug!!" You said, pulling him back into a hug.

He hesitantly hugged back, his lips curled up into a smile a true genuine smile.

"Yes mother I did." He said it again, the word mother rolled out from his lips and it was dedicated to you, he couldn't help but smile.

"The Demon Spawn smiled guys.." Tim said, cringing as the others continue to snicker.

You and the others payed for the things and brought it to the manor. Dick, Jason, Tim and Bruce helped, meanwhile you carrying Damian, not even letting go for a minute. The rest of the boys teased him of course, but Damian could careless. It was the first time he truly felt how a mother should be, how a mother should love her son.

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Alfred was back to his normal self the next day, he reads a paper almost spilling his tea as he did.

There was a picture of you and the others laughing, you carrying Damian, kissing his cheeks, even when he smiled was there too.

Alfred felt kind of grateful he sick that day, but also regretted it because he couldn't see it himself. But he saw the other side of Damian, clinging onto you entire time and it brought a smile to his face.

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A/N : Welp, that was hella long.

And took so long also...

Hope you enjoyed! Sorry for grammar errors!

-K!

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