baby peeks

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So basically it was a summary of what happened in season one, but episode 0 of BnHA had some mesmerizing watercolour endcards - ahhhhh I cannot wait to see what season 2 has in store for us *-*

Essays in Existentialism: Valentine’s Day

With Valentine’s day coming up, how about a themed Clarke and Lexa story?

The hospital swirled with the quiet steady of patients and doctors, all taking their time getting anywhere at all. Nurses stations filled with deliveries of bouquets and cards and chocolates, while the halls were littered with cardboard hearts and babies with little wings and bows. Reds and pinks of every shade and color turned the fifth floor into a haven of sappiness and commercial love.

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Love Makes a Family

Prompt: Can you do a tv barry imagine where the reader is pregnant and on her way home from work needs to be saved by the flash then goes into labor (you don’t have to go into detail) afterwards the flash keeps visiting her and her baby then later reveals himself to be barry and they end up dating

Requested By: ANON


   You watch as your boyfriend attempts to get your son to eat. You take a sip of your coffee as he tries the airplane again, only to end up with food splattered in his hair. You watch as Barry turns to you, “This isn’t working.”

   You sigh, “The doctor said this is normal with teething. I suspect we have several more months of this ahead.”

   Barry just smiles before walking over to the sink. You help him get the goop out of his hair before an ear piercing scream grabs your attention. You wince before walking to the freezer and pulling out a teething ring. You hand it to the infant, and watch as he starts to gnaw on it.

   Barry’s arms go around your waist, and his chin settles on your shoulder, “We’ve got to get some food into this kid.”

   You lean back into his embrace, “I’m open to ideas.”

   Barry kisses your cheek, “My first idea is that you get some sleep. You’ve been up all night.”

   Your eyes flutter for a second at the idea of sleep. You hadn’t slept through the night since your eighth month of pregnancy. And with a teething six month old, you doubted you’d get any sleep any time soon.

   “You were up all night saving the city, and you have work tomorrow. You need sleep more than I do.”

   “I’m actually okay with only a few hours. You, on the other hand, haven’t slept in about six months. Now off to bed, I’ll take care of Mr. Fussypants.” Too tired to argue, you head into your bedroom.

   As you drift in and out of sleep, flashes of memories pop into your mind. Being eight months pregnant and going into labor in the middle of being a hostage. The Flash taking out the bad guys, and then running you to the hospital. The Flash holding your hand while you’re in labor. The Flash showing up once a week to check in on you. The Flash saving the both of you from a mugging. The Flash pulling back his hood and introducing himself as Barry Allen.

   Barry becoming a fixture in your home. Your first date. Taking your son, Ulrich, to the Central City Fair. Barry’s things slowly finding a place among yours. Half your rent being taken care of. Realizing that Barry had moved in. You being happy that Barry had moved in.

   Slowly the images shifted, new ones started taking over your mind. You and Barry in bed, as an older Ulrich climbed into bed. You in a wedding dress. Barry and Ulrich in tuxes. Moving into a small home. Joe reading to your son as you and Barry went out for a date. You, pregnant again. Barry holding another baby, while Ulrich begged to hold him. Christmas in front of a decorated Christmas tree. Moving into a home. A puppy. A future.

   You woke with a start, not quite sure what you had just dreamed. One look at the clock told you that you had been out for hours. Slowly, you crawled out of bed and headed towards the nursery. You found Barry there, with Joe. His father showing him small tricks to help ease the teething. A minute later, Ulrich reached for Barry, and you listened as Joe simply said, “I think he wants his dad.”

   Barry’s smile was grim, “I’m not his dad.”

   Your voice was quiet, “Do you want to be?”

   Barry’s head turned towards you. He stared at you for a second before a smile lit his face, “As much as I want to be your husband.” You smiled as you walked to him and kissed him.

   Joe watched the scene from the side. He’d watched as first the baby, and then you had drawn Barry in. The need to provide a father for the little boy without one filling his own son. He’d found a happiness with you, that Joe hadn’t thought possible. But as he stared at the baby peeking out over his mother’s shoulder, he couldn’t help but think, being a Poppa was going to be a hell of a lot of fun.

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Got a good 6 miles in before I popped my kneecap out of place. I’ll be rocking a brace for a few days but I’m just going to go with it. Haha. Peek the baby abs which is good motivation to start doing my ab workouts again because I’ve been slacking.
Good morning and don’t forget to hype up everyone you see today, they may not need it but it doesn’t mean they won’t enjoy it! 😎

anonymous asked:

Could you do a fluff/smut w/ Vernon where he's really stressed out so you come by their dorm & make food for all the boys but while you're all eating he realizes you're wearing lingerie under your clothes and gets impatient so he excuses himself to have his way with you. Thanks!!

I decided to join this with a request where you surprise Vernon with lingerie, since I thought they were quite similar and fit together well! Hope you like the outcome 💓

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Vernon had been stressed for quite a while - you could barely even remember how he was when he wasn’t perpetually tense and tired - and you had, for the longest time, tried to figure out how to help him relax, or at the very least blow off some steam. On occasion you had succeeded, too, with relaxing bubble baths, movie nights where you made sure all he focused on was the movie and you, and so many other things.

You had taken note that a blowjob or a good session where he could ram into you as hard as he felt like, however, seemed to have the best and most long-lasting effects, followed by good meals enjoyed in good company.

And so you figured out that with your boyfriend so stressed that he could snap at any given moment under the pressure of his fans’, groupmates’ as well as his own expectations, you might as well combine those two, and decided to go cook for the boys of Seventeen with a hidden surprise under your clothes.

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Bangtan reacting to babies

Rap monster: [plays peek-a-boo with him and accidentally smacks it] SHIT

Jin: [holding 4 babies at once] wow! children are fantastic!

Jungkook: [baby starts to cry] [jungkook starts crying too]

Suga: [dresses him in a dog costume] you look 100 times better now

J-hope: [holds baby] [baby starts to cry] all. the. fucking. time.

Jimin: [throws baby in the air] [catches him] aww you cute little thing

V: [throws baby in the air] [almost drops him] hOLY FUCK DUDE

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CONCEPT: HARRY DANCING WITH YOUR LITTLE ONE TO HIS ALBUM!!!

OH MY GOD! He’d be in his office working when he hears his door banging. Opening the door he’ll look down to see his 5 year old baby girl peeking up at him with those big green eyes with long lashes.

“wha’s wrong poppet?” he’d ask picking the little girl up. She’ll wrap her tiny arms around his neck.

“dance with meh daddy? Your song is on radio?” she’ll ask sweetly with that puppy face which harry knows can never say no to. He’d nod and carry his baby to the living room where Carolina is being played on the radio. As soon as the song hits little girl’s ear, she’d starting jumping, twisting followed by other dance moves she learnt at school.

“Dance!!!!!” she’d say laughing, taking Harry by his hand. With love in his eyes Harry would laugh and join his baby’s cute dance moves.

“She’s a good gwirl!!!” His daughter would sing with an imaginary mic in her had being a proper rock star just like her dad.

“she feels so good!!” Harry’d join getting on his knees to be face to face with her pretending to have a mic as well. As the beats goes on the little feets of his baby would keep thumping with nose scrunched, hair messed up.

Harry’s heart would flood with love for his baby. Seeing so much of cuteness and adorableness in her would make him to pick his little munchkin pick up in his arms and tickle her tiny belly with his nose. Her little giggles filling his ears up melodiously.  

“i love yeh daddy!’ she’d exclaim happily pressing tiny kisses to her dad’s face.

“i love yeh too baby girl”