Honestly? I can’t wait to have kids.
I can’t wait to watch my wife try and slowly manipulate her glowing body out of my car as we make our way to the ultra sound appointment.
I can’t wait to pull a small piece of paper out of my pocket that has about 300 questions I have to ask our doctor.
I can’t wait until the doctor tells me google exists and I will be just fine.
I can’t wait to stand in the book store carrying more “how to” books than necessary to the cash register. Looking both bewildered and enamoured as my wife shakes her head with embarrassment at my intense excitement.
I can’t wait to hear her tired voice ask me for Pringles and peanut butter.
I can’t wait to be laying on her belly and feel a small foot on the side of my head.
I can’t wait to see my beautiful wife standing in the mirror rubbing me stomach slightly concerned.
I can’t wait to reach my hands around and pull her in tight and whisper how utterly stunning she is. How unbelievably lucky I am. How unbelievably lucky our “little guy is.”
I can’t wait to discuss who’s genes you’re going to get. Argue over who’s nose we hope you have.
I can’t wait to hear the “it’s time.”
I can’t wait to be next to her, holding her hand. I know she’ll tell me she can’t do it. But I damn well know she can. She will be the strongest bravest person I know.
I can’t wait to hear your cries as you breath into this world.
I can’t wait to look down at my wife, exhausting, but glowing. She’ll be looking at you. But I’ll be looking at the two of you. No moment will ever match this. No moment will ever feel so accomplishing. So important. As to when I see my family together for the first time.
Honestly? I can’t wait to have kids.
I’m so excited to hear uncoordinated footsteps fill the hallways of my home. Followed by high pitched laughed filled screams and the voice of my wife shouting “I’m gunna getcha!”
I can’t wait to pull you both close onto my lap as I read the same bed time story I’ve read every single night for the past month.
Watch both of your chests rise and fall together as your breath becomes rhythmic.
I can’t wait to sit on that couch with you both asleep in my lap not wanting to move because no matter how tired, how uncomfortable I am. For god sakes I couldn’t look away if I tried.
There are so many things in this world I look forward too. But this lifetime I’m going to get to create? I am so excited for.
You know, I sometimes feel like a lot of people on Tumblr tend to forget that, if you’re talking about someone in the approximately 35 to 55 age range, you’re not talking about a baby boomer, you’re talking about a Gen X’er. (My generation, incidentally, though I’m on the younger end of it.)
It seems like Tumblr tends to use baby boomer as shorthand for The Olds™, basically anyone over 40, but if they were born in the mid-sixties or later, they’re not boomers. They’re the post-boomer age cohort.
(And similarly, anyone in their mid-to-late teens or younger is not a millennial; they’re whatever generation comes after millennials, which we don’t seem to have a word for yet. We are getting pretty close to the time when most of the people who are of age to be graduating college and entering the job market are not going to be millennials anymore, but post-millennials. Meanwhile the older millennials are going to be turning 40 soon. YOU’RE WELCOME. XD)
Fic Prompt / Request: Uchiha Homecoming & the Konoha 11
Hello how are you? Do you think you can write a story where Sasuke and family meet all the other members of Konoha 11 and /or their children. I’d love to see how Sasuke interacts with the others since we’ve ve hardly seen him talk to any of them (except team 7 members I guess). I know you’ve got a good grasp of the characters personalities. And besides, it’s been so long since you wrote about anyone other than the Uchha family. Thanks!
Austin, TX showed up today. I saw people of all identities coming together in solidarity, in ways we haven’t seen much of since this divisive election began.
I saw women of all ages. From my 16 year old sister, to babies in “future president” onesies, to elderly women telling me about the marches they walked in the sixties. I saw men supporting wives and daughters and men supporting women as a whole. I saw proud queer people chanting in the streets, I saw banners about birth control and immigration and trans rights and corruption, but most of all I saw Love.
These are some of my favorite shots from today. I only had my phone and it was hectic and there were thousands of people and signs to see, but here’s a glimpse of the support pouring through the streets of the Texas Capital. I plan to compile a vlog of the entire day because it was life-changing and inspiring and I want to share it with you all.
“So, Rhonda broke her arm and Kevin has the flu, and they asked me to replace them for three days, thai means working from 10 to 12, lunch, then 1 to either midnight or 2 am.. but I don’t know if I should, like there’s a lot of dangerous aliens outside, and I want to help you!”
“Mon-El, I’m not by myself, Alex, J'onn and even James can help me, you should go, I mean if it’s not too exhausting for you.”
“Hey! I’m a superhero! I can handle some extra turns, blondie.”
“Oh right, mr. Valor.” He held Kara in his arms, swinging a little.
“I like when you say it.”
“Yeah.” She kissed him quickly, “Anyway I’m gonna go now, my bartender duties are calling.”
He kissed her cheek and ran out the door. Kara sighed, she’s gonna miss her partner a lot. But of course she was Supergirl, she wouldn’t stop at home sighing and boring herself to death; Kara decided to write a few articles about the fire that Supergirl stopped the day before, and the newborn child that Valor saved in that burning apartment. She wrote a good amount until the DEO called her in: she explained to J'onn why Mon-El couldn’t come so he told Pam to note that for his paycheck. “Hey, sissy!”
“Hey, Kara! Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, sure, why did you ask?”
“First, you never call me ‘Sissy’, second, you’re crinkling right now.”
“I’m no-” she touched her forehead “-damn it!”
“Spill whatever is going on in your mind.”
“It’s..probably silly..but I’m afraid I’ll miss Mon-El too much these days..it’s the first time we’re separating since he’s moved in with me, and I’m used to having him around all day..don’t laugh, please!” Kara pouted and Alex smiled back at her.
“I won’t laugh, Maggie completely changed my idea of 'too silly or too cheesy’. Just prepare something for when he comes home, or just keep yourself busy and you won’t even realize that three days have passed.”
“Mmh, okay..I’ll find something. Thanks, Alex.”
“Did you find the restaurant for the reception?”
“Kara, I think it’s too soon for this conversation, we got engaged just a few months ago!”
“Hey! I’m your MAID OF HONOR! I need everything to be perfect.” Kara crossed her arms on her chest.
“Yeah, yeah, you’re way more invested than I am.” The two girls started laughing, until Winn called them, there was an emergency near the mall.
As soon as Kara walked home, she dropped herself on the couch, tired like never before: she checked her phone, finding a text from his boyfriend: 'I miss you already..xx" She smiled at the screen, 'I miss you too, you have no idea.’
Kara started cooking Mon-El’s favourite meal, waiting for him to come home, and maybe watch something together and cuddle. Another beep rang in the room, about 30 minutes later, Mon-El wrote 'Babe I don’t think I can make it for dinner, I’m so so sorry..’
'It’s okay, we’ll see each other after dinner then. :)’
She was upset, but she was the one who told him to work extra turns: since Mon-El worked at the alien bar, she saw a new side of him, more responsible and mature, she found that really attractive, but most of all, Kara was proud of who he’d become. She ate both his dish and hers, yet she was somehow hungry: she picked a rom-com to watch on Netflix in the meantime. The movie was called Serendipity, and it was about two people who were meant to be together, because it was written in their destinies: when the two lovers found each other after years, she started crying, “It’s not that emotional!” but she kept sobbing until she fell asleep on the couch.
Mon-El walked home around 2 am, he found his lover hugging a pillow, deep into her slumber; smiling, he picked her up bridal-style and laid her down under the blankets, before kissing her forehead goodnight. Mon-El changed into his pyjama and fell asleep hugging his little spoon.
'good morning beautiful, I’m so sorry I came home at 2 am last night, I made you hashbrowns, if they’re too cold, just do your trick :) i love you - mon-el’
Kara found the post-it on the table, next to her plate: she heated up the hashbrowns and sighed, sipping her coffee. She was at CatCo for the whole morning, trying to focus on her articles only. She decided to stop by the alien bar for lunch.
“Kara, hey! I didn’t expect to see you.” Mon-El leaned over to kiss her, “how are you?” he was cleaning a few glasses.
“I was missing you a little too much, I guess. Did you have lunch already? I brought sandwiches.”
“I was just about to, thank you.” She grinned widely at her man.
“Nothing, you’re just really cute.” Kara bit her sandwich, “Can’t I admire my boyfriend? ”
“Of course you can. I saw you fell asleep with the tv on, what did you watch?”
“Oh, I watched a beautiful movie, it’s called Serendipity and you really need to watch it! It’s about a boy and a girl meeting in a shop, leaving their numbers on a book and a– basically she thinks that if they’re meant to be together, they’ll meet again and– oh no.” She was already tearing up at the thought of that ending when her earcom started beeping. “Alex, what’s wrong? Oh okay, I’m on my way.”
“They need Supergirl, don’t they?”
“Yuuuup..I’ll see you later.” She pecked his lips, before running outside the bar and unbottoning her shirt.
An alien was attacking a school bus with his laser eyes and all the kids were struggling, hiding under their seats, Supergirl shielded the bus, standing in front of the hostile alien and punched and kicked him with all her anger, that dude interrupted her quality time with Mon-El after all, until he was exhausted. The children behind her started cheering on the superhero, and Kara felt an overwhelming wave of pride and happiness taking over her heart.
That night, she decided to light up some candles, curl her hair and wear her sexiest babydoll: she felt prettier, but she was sure that Mon-El was the one who would’ve appreciated this more. She had an insane need of strawberries in that moment: Kara got so mad when she found out that there weren’t any, that she left a dent on the fridge. “Alex, can you bring me strawberries, pleeeeeeeaase?”
“It’s 11 pm, Kara, there’s no one open right now!”
“That’s why I asked you! I know you have them! Please!”
“Kara, are- are you crying?”
“No, I’m- Haha! Okay, I think I am after all. Please bring me strawberries!”
Alex sighed, a little confused, on the other side of the phone, “Okay, I’m coming.”
“Alex!” Kara immediately jumped, hugging her sister a little too much; her shirt got wet in a matter of seconds.
“Where are my strawberries?”
“Here. Why are you crying?”
“Mon-El said he’s working until 2 tonight. It’s Saturday..” Her tears fell on her cheeks again, she grabbed the box of strawberries and sat on the couch.
“Well, from the way you look, I would say that you were preparing a surprise for him..but it’s not a big deal! Stop crying, c'mon.” Alex sat next to her little sister.
“I can’t.. I can’t.”
“Kara.. I think there’s something wrong with you. Were you near some kind of..modified kryptonite?”
“No, no, I don’t think so.”
“How many times did you cry these days?”
“I watched a movie last night and I cried until I fell asleep, then this morning I went to the bar to see Mon-El, and I was getting emotional again while explaining him the plot..When I saved those kids I-”
“Okay, this is too much even for you; tomorrow I’m gonna do some tests on you.”
“Okay.. What if I touched something that made me too sensitive? What if I’m not bulletproof anymore? What if- oh no, here we go again.”
Alex got up to get some wine in the fridge, until she noticed the dents. “Kara, what’s this?”
“Oh..I accidentally did that..when I found out there were-”
“Kara, I’m about to check the results, are you on your way? Okay, see you later.”
“Okay, what did you find out? Is it a blue kryptonite? Am I okay? How do I cure this?”
“Kara uhm, I- I don’t know how to say it–”
“Am I dying?” Kara yelled anxiously, already crying again.
“Kara you’re not dying, you’re PREGNANT!”
“I’M WHAT?” Her voice was high pitched, she immediately covered her mouth with her hands, completely shocked.
“Oh Rao, oh Rao, oh Rao, what do I do? What do I do? What is Mon-El gonna do? I have a baby inside of me? In my stomach? I think I’m gonna pass out.” Kara blurted everything out without taking a breath, she sat down, next to her sister, who didn’t know what to say.
“I think you should–” The blonde’s phone started ringing. “It’s Mon-El.” She inhaled a deep breath and replied his call. “Hey.”
“I have a good news, I’m coming home earlier, around 9! I can’t wait to see you!”
“That’s great! I- I have something to tell you tonight as well..see you tonight.”
“Love you more.”
“So, you’re telling him tonight?”
“Before anything else..how do you feel?”
“I don’t know.. My head is just a big mess right now: I don’t know if I’m ready. A baby is.. A baby. It’s a big deal.”
“Yeah.. Are you more afraid of having a baby or.. His reaction? Have you ever discussed this possibility?”
“Yeah, never too seriously but yeah, we said that we both wanted to have children one day, but we never expected that day to arrive so soon..”
“Well, this is positive, isn’t it? Mon-El didn’t exclude a baby from his future. Before worrying too much, talk to him, and we’ll see the rest after that.” Alex kissed her cheek, finally making Kara smile. “You’re right..but please Alex, don’t tell anyone, not even Maggie. Pinky promise?”
“Finally home.” Mon-El walked through the door, ready to hold his girlfriend after what felt like an eternity.
“Hi babe,” she hugged him tightly, “let’s eat! How was your day? Is Kevin back?”
“Yeah finally, these days have been really tiring, I missed kicking alien butts with you.”
“Me too..” Kara chuckled, “luckily there weren’t many aliens to take down, so you didn’t miss out on much.”
After dinner, they cuddled on the couch talking about everything and nothing, she almost forgot what she had to tell him.
Kara stood up, holding a pillow in her arms; “Mon-El, listen..these past few days, I’ve felt a little weird..like remember when I almost cried explaining the movie’s plot to you?”
“Yeah, that was weird but, I didn’t judge you because I know how passionate you are over movies.”
“And I love you for that. But like I was saying, I didn’t feel right..” Mon-El’s forehead wrinkled with worry. “Is everything okay, Kara?”
“Alex did some tests, and she found out that I’m..pregnant.”
“You’re what?” His mouth opened in shock just like hers did a few hours before.
“I’m pregnant.” Kara covered her eyes. “Are you upset? Please say something, I can’t handle this anymore.”
“Upset? Are you kidding me? Why would I be upset if you’ve just given me the best news ever?” Mon-El stood up and picked Kara up, “Rao, I’m so happy right now!”
“Really? I was so nervous because I thought you didn’t want this! Now-now I can’t stop smiling.” Mon-El gave her multiple kisses all over her face, “I love you so much, Kara.”
“I love you too, Mon-El.”
“I can’t believe that this is happening..” He looked down on her stomach, smiling, his eyes were full of tears already. “Why did you think that I didn’t want this?” He stared into her eyes with so much love and awe.
“Because the only time we’ve discussed this, we said that we wanted it to happen in the future..but not a near future.”
“I said it because we didn’t have like..to rush, but I would’ve loved it whenever it would’ve arrived, as long as it was with you. From the beginning I knew that I wanted you and only you in my future, I couldn’t wish for a better mom for my child.”
“We’re really having a baby..”
“We’re having a baby.” Their faces were a mix of shock, happiness, disbelief, love. They couldn’t stop smiling and kissing.
When it was time to sleep, Kara kept staring at the ceiling.
“Nothing, I’m just thinking about this little bean.” She smiled.
“Yeah and.. I couldn’t help but think if I’ll be a good mother. We’re not normal people, we are superheroes, we have enemies, we have a world to protect.”
“We can’t spend a lifetime worrying about what could happen. What did you tell me three days ago?”
“What did I tell you?”
“You’re not by yourself. You have Alex, J'onn, and even James: and that was only about the superheroing part. You also have Winn, Lena, Maggie, your earth mother Eliza..You’ll be a great mom. You’ve had good parenting figure for your whole life; I should be the one who doubts his capabilities of being a good dad.. You’ve met them, unfortunately. I grew up with maids and teachers, they were busy destroying Daxam’s society and I didn’t have a normal childhood.”
Kara cupped his face, “Hey, you’re not your parents. You are a different person, a much better person. You’ll be a great dad. We’ll be okay.”
“Thank you, Kara.”
“No, thank you. For everything, thank you for being always here for me, for the past two years.”
“My pleasure.” He kissed her forehead and caressed her head.
“Goodnight..and goodnight.” Mon-El’s hand stroked his girlfriend’s stomach, feeling like all his dreams were coming true: he couldn’t ask for a better miracle to happen to him.
I know it’s really boring and there’s a few mistakes but i had to write something 😅😂😂 let me know what you think in my inbox or in the reblogs, thank you. ❤❤❤
there are 50 [ fifty ] six word stories. i’ve picked my favourite ones of all the time. as for me, they are perfect for character ideas or secret ideas, as they have some actual history behind them that i always love playing out in many different ways. these are mostly angsty ones, because i’m slut for angst. idk, i hope they will help you somehow and inspire you! plase like and/or reblog if you’ve found this uself, thank you <3
“Colonel Mustang. It is a pleasure to have you here.”
“A pleasure to be here.” She flashed a smile around the assembled dignitaries, before glancing over their shoulder, the glistening new building sparkling in the sunlight. A school for disadvantaged children, standing proudly amongst the rebuilt town.
“All your handiwork, ma’am.”
“With a lot of help.” It had been her pet project, her baby, with much impassioned input from Winry. To see it in fruition was so very satisfying.
And a large crowd had turned out to see them. She had always said that Roy would make a popular leader, but she had never quite envisioned herself as having this much of an attraction to the population. Although, from the large amount of women present as she exited the car, she suspected it was not just for her appearance they were waiting.
“He’s just so cute!”
“I can’t believe we are going to get to see him!”
“I love him! Isn’t he just the best!”
“He looked just like the Fuhrer last time we saw him! I wonder how much he’s grown.”
“Mama…” The star of the hour himself tugged at the hem of her dress, chewing on the corner of his lip, peeking around the edge of the car at the crowd, and cowering at another loud echo of screams. Riza glanced down, before bending down on her heels, the young boy staring anxiously at her. He did not need to say anything else, and his mother sighed gently, brushing the dark strands of hair out of large, worrisome golden eyes. She had never imagined herself a mother; her fate had never once suggested she deserved nor was destined for that path.
Yet unexpected, but so deeply loved, the little soul she and Roy shared for the last 3 years had brought all kinds of light into areas of her life she was sure had been shrouded in darkness forever. She hadn’t been sure so she was prepared for two Mustang men in her life, but Maes had turned out to be much easier to handle than his father had ever been.
It had also brought a whole new host of anxiety - not only a headstrong husband to protect, but now a son. At their mutual agreement, they had kept him away from his father’s limelight, with only glimpses in the streets of Central, and the occasional appearance on the balcony of the Presidential Suite on public holidays. Riza had often been spotted wearing him around the city, tucked close and safely away from the public’s eye under layers of soft fabric, and the list of potential babysitters was impossibly small (Black Hayate was their preferred option). But for all the worry of the evil in the world, there was also an adoring public, who were desperate for any sighting of the son of Amestris’ first democratic leader, and his elegant (Riza still found that one alien) wife, who spent her days championing women’s rights in the city, and building schools and orphanages in the East. They had eventually conceded that, alongside a normal life, he would have to make the odd public appearance (with either both or one of them close at hand) and the public lapped up every chance presented.
“They are very excited to see you, aren’t they?”
“Yes…” He was deep in concentration, focused on the noise behind the car, before he looked back at her. “Can I hold your hand? I think I’m scared.”
“Of course, my love.” She took his hand, pressing a kiss to the back of it, Maes’ face remaining downcast. “You can stay in the car if you like. I know it’s very loud.”
He shook his head, lip chewing continuing, before he glanced back. “I want to say hello to them…I wouldn’t make a very good Fuhrer, mama.” He pouted, round face frowning in concentration, before he looked up at her again. “Papa doesn’t get scared.”
“Of course he does.” She paused, considering Roy’s various run-ins over the years, the battles, the close calls; all too drastic for storytelling at this moment in time. Sometimes, your father needs me to hold his hand too. She could easily imagine Roy’s face if he repeated that one at home. The young boy’s wide eyes remained on her, searching for reassurance, and she thought for a moment, before leaning in, whispering in his ear with a smile. “When it rains, he does.”
He let out a loud giggle, fear vanishing from his face as a small hand tapped her cheek. “Mama, you can’t let him hear you say that! That’s supposed to be a secret!”
“It can be our secret.” She kissed the top of his head, and the grin that met her was a replica of his father’s famous, boyish one. “Shall we go and say hello now?”
“Yeah. But mama…I’m still gonna hold your hand.”
“That’s alright, my darling.”
#19 - Can I Hold Your Hand? #ohsnapsnapsparkspark100prompts