“I can’t bear this heat anymore.” “I’m melting. I’m actually melting.” “What? You said ‘get me something cold’. You never implied I couldn’t throw it over you.” “Don’t be a pussy, it’s just a bit of warm weather.” “We’re going to the beach. Now.” “Yes, I’m naked and no I’m not ashamed.” “Is it socially acceptable to go out in nothing but a wet towel?” “Wow, you look even worse than I feel.” “Just how many popsicles have you had already?” *runs ice cube along the back of your neck* *throws you into the pool, whether you want it or not* “If you’re that hot, then why don’t you take something off?” “No, no, no… not now. It’s way too warm for sex.” “I’m sweating in places I didn’t even know existed.” “I went out for ten minutes. Ten minutes! Look at me, I’m basically fried.” “That looks like a nasty sunburn…” “You’re not going out there before I’m lathered you in sun cream.” “I can’t get up… Can you get up? I can’t… I can’t get up.” “You’re such a stick in the mud! Everyone’s out enjoying the weather and you’re sitting inside complaining about it.” “Another shower?” “Please kill me now. This is unbearable.” “Let’s break into that office block. I’m sure they have air conditioning.” “I know! Let’s have a water balloon fight.” *sprays you with a water pistol* *blows cold air into your neck* “I can think of some more things to do with ice cubes…” “This is the perfect timing for an ice bucket challenge.” “I can’t sleep in this heat.” “I might as well sleep in the bathtub and it would be less wet.” “I need refuge, my airco broke.” “Your neighbours have a swimming pool, right? Let’s sneak in tonight.” “I’m going to book a holiday to Alaska. Now.” “I shouldn’t have stayed out so long… I think I have a heatstroke.” “Is that a rain cloud? Is that a mother fucking rain cloud?!” “Did you feel that? It was a breeze. We are blessed.” “Even my cat wanted to take a shower.” “Don’t smell me. There’s no deodorant that can mask this.” *throws water balloon straight at your face* “I take it back, summer is not my favourite season at all.” “I made an ice water bath, specially for you.” “If only it was always this nice and warm.” “I feel lazy and it’s great.” “Let’s go to the supermarket again and take a very long time staring at the frozen vegetables.”
besides me being a fashion bombshell, even in the midst of wwii, the jacket was nice and warm and full of pockets. which is always a nice thing when you have to literally carry everything you need with you everywhere you go.
but on top of that, i grew up with tiny pre-human-lab-rat steve. among a very long list of medical issues which fueled his must-punch-everything attitude, steve was colorblind. (in a very typically steve move, he decided to become an artist, despite not being able to see half the colors out there.)
the modern term for what he was is ‘protanopia’ which is a type of red-green colorblindness which meant his ability to see the color red was not so great. pretty much everything in the red spectrum got toned down to taupes and greys, and yellows and greens were kinda muted. but his ability to see the color blue was basically unimpaired, so blue things stood out in his field of vision. back in the day, i wore a lot of blue because it was easier for steve to spot, and somewhere along the line it just kinda became my favorite color, and i tended to pick blue clothes out of habit.
these days steve’s favorite color is red, just for the novelty of being able to see it.
[ one can only imagine lol hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting!! ]
Rated (SM) for slightly mature.
➸ There was nothing rushed during your little shower session, Jin was definitely going to take his time with you. Thankful he had time off to spend with you, he wanted to make it last for a long as he could - from slow kisses to the slow rhythm of his hips as he easily slid into your entrance. Soft moans would fall from each of your lips as they barely separated from one another, you hands caressing his face while his would travel from your thighs, hips, to waist. He didn’t leave any patch of skin untouched, neither did you. Everything about this moment was perfect and filled with bliss. It was as if the whole world had stopped for the two of you…but unfortunately, that’s unrealistic thinking.
“Could you two stop blowing up the goddamn water bill?”
Jin nearly drops you at the sound of Yoongi’s voice, you letting out a small squeak as he presses you even farther into the wall, his chest smushing into yours to hide you away from the sudden intruder.
“Yah, Suga! Why didn’t you knock, that’s so rude!”
“So is using up all the hot water. Do it in the bedroom, like normal fucking people.”
➸ You’ve been needy all day, and when he was finally home, you weren’t wasting a second more. He wasn’t complaining - hell - he was hoping you were in the mood anyways. Things didn’t take long to escalate as Yoongi had no trouble taking you from behind, smirking lazily at the sounds you didn’t even bother to cover up.
“That’s it, baby, let me hear how good you feel…”
Constant whispers of unholy things were enough to increase the volume of your moans, not taking into consideration that you two wouldn’t exactly be alone for much longer. Not even 30 seconds have passed when a harsh knock came to the door, but Yoongi didn’t falter into his thrusts - he didn’t even stop. As he continued to pound into you, he answered to whoever was at the door.
“Yeah, we know! We all heard you from the front door! The FRONT DOOR, Yoongi! Could you keep it down a little?”
Min Yoongi grins so devilishly at the back of your head, you could feel chills run down your spine. Gripping your hair tightly to tug your neck backward, you could now see the mischievous look in his eyes; he was up to no good.
“Sure, no problem.” Without even missing a beat, Yoongi starts back up again at an inhuman amount of speed, finally hitting that one spot over and over again that both made you see stars, and scream at the top of your lungs. By now, the neighbors could probably hear the two of you as well.
“Is this down enough for you?” They could practically hear his shit-eating grin, all glaring at the door as it seemed that now there was no stopping him.
He was smart enough to lock the door.
➸ The two of you just couldn’t wait; didn’t even get fully undressed until after you stepped into the shower. Namjoon watched you intensely as he undressed you from your now drenched shirt, licking his lips at the mere sight of the water dripping down your body rapidly.
“Fuck, I’ve missed you, jagi…” He groans before pulling you closer to continue the make-out session you started in the living room. Reaching in between the two of you, you eagerly gripped his already throbbing member causing a strained moan to escape past his lips in surprise.
Namjoon practically panted in your mouth as your pace picked up in no time, him letting you touch him for as long as you wanted as he placed one hand to the wall to keep his balance.
“Namjoon, did you break my headphon-OH. OH OH OH I AM SO SORRY. IGNORE ME, YOU SEEM BUSY, ILL ASK LATER BYE.” Hoseok flailed, almost slipping on the rug on his way out, almost forgetting where the door knob was as he dramatically exited the bathroom.
Both you and Namjoon stared at the door with raised eyebrows, him shrugging his shoulders while you giggled softly while shaking your head. That small interruption didn’t kill the mood at all for the two of you, as he stared down at you with lust filled eyes and a slanted smirk.
“On your knees, babygirl.”
➸ It was the end of your anniversary date, which consisted of dinner and a movie. He wanted the night to be perfect, and boy did he deliver. Hoseok was nothing but romantic and gentle with you all night, everything just all cuddly and calm. The warm water that cascaded down your still clothed figures felt so relaxing - his soft kisses that trailed from the side of your face to your neck almost had you practically melting in his arms. Your hands ran through his damp hair, while his were placed firmly on your hips, as the two of you basically slow danced in the shower.
“You’re too good for me, Hobi…how did I get so lucky?”
He chuckles softly, now nuzzling his head in the crook of your neck. “That’s my line, jagi…I should be asking you that.”
It didn’t take long for his sweet kisses to turn into sucks, as he marked all of your favorite spots that he’s memorized all too well. Your bite your lip to keep quiet, knowing good and well that the others were in the bed by now…or were they?
“I’m telling you, Jin-hyung, I turned off the shower an hour ag-OH HOLY SHIT!” As quick as the door came open, it was slammed shut. You and Hoseok now stared at the door in pure horror, covering each other up - even though neither of you was naked yet. Quickly turning off the shower, Hoseok steps out right as Jin opened the door once again - only this time with his eyes covered. By now, Jungkook ran back to his room in embarrassment.
“I don’t care what you two were about to do in here, it’s none of my business. But, for the sake of Jungkook, and my innocent eyeballs - could you lock the door next time?”
➸ Just like Hoseok, it was more a soothing type of shower session between the two of you. He sat on the shower bench while you straddled his lap, your bra still intact as Jimin just teased the straps, him smiling teasingly in the kiss as you hissed at him when he would tug it far, only to then let them snap back against your wet skin.
“Jimin, I swear to God if you do that one more time, I’ll-”
“You’ll what, baby, huh?” His smile drops as he dared you to finish that threat, the hands that were placed upon your upper back now dangerously low on your ass - giving you a warning squeeze. “Did you forget who you talking to for a moment there? Does daddy need to punish you?”
Before you could even respond, you could see the color drain from his face as his eyes drifted to something that was behind you. Tilting your head to the side in confusion, you turn to see what he was looking at, only to let out a scream in shock. Taehyung stood there in complete horror, unfortunately walking in at the wrong time.
“I-I…I have no words…”
“Tae…how much did you hear?” Jimin gulps, afraid that his friend might have just discovered a little too much about himself.
“Enough to where I want to shove pencils in my ears. Dinner’s ready, by the way, but it looks to me you’re already about to eat-”
“Y A H.” Jimin exclaims, Tae shooting his hands up in surrender as he starts to exit the bathroom with still a look of horror on his face. “Don’t tell anyone about this, please. I’m begging you.”
He shrugs, a small smirk starting to creep upon his lips. “Will daddy punish me if I do-”
➸ It was, at first, a solo shower. You had just gotten home from work, your day already starting off shitty - but that really took the cake. Not only did most of your co-workers call in sick, but they did it on the day where you have the most crowds. You were practically drowning in stress that you almost punched a costumer in the face. In conclusion : worst day ever.
The dorm was empty by the time you got there, mentally thanking the man up in the sky that at least you came home to some peace and quiet for once. The warm water was exactly what you needed, but yet it wasn’t enough to fully relax you. Sighing heavily at the fact of not being completely satisfied, you lean forward to turn the water off - feeling defeat. It wasn’t until you felt a pair of cold hand grab your waist, and spin you around did you accidentally turn it to freezing ice water before letting out a small scream. Taehyung doesn’t hesitate to seal you screams with a kiss, letting you register that it was only him as you finally calmed down.
“You jackass, don’t do that! One of these days I’m gonna stab you!” You couldn’t help but giggle as he started placing kisses all over your face, your lips trembling as the cold water draped over your bodies.
“With what? Soap? Your shampoo bottle?” He teased, while continuing to place kisses anywhere and everywhere. “You looked a little down, so you can’t tell me that didn’t brighten you mood up just a little bit, jagi.”
You wanted to punch him for almost giving you a heart attack, but you were happy to see him. Taehyung was actually the last puzzle piece to help turn this sour day back to sweet. Leaning into him closer to further his pecks into something more, the door to the bathroom was practically kicked in, and in came six out of the seven members as they all rushed into the small bathroom - Jimin holding a bat, while Hoseok started swinging at the air.
“Y/n! Are you alright?! We heard you scream and- oh.” Namjoon pushed his way in, only to see that it wasn’t what they thought at all. “Seriously? Why can’t you do this at your own place - some of us have to shower in there, too!”
➸ You moaned into his mouth shamelessly at the pleasure he was giving you, the rushed movements of your mouths only making the bathroom much more steamier than the hot water. He wanted to use up all the time he had with you, knowing that his hyungs would be home soon, Jungkook wanted to use this opportunity to make noise as much as possibly. With one hand he held your wrists together, while the other rubbed your clit in slow circles, the water giving spectacular lubrication as you whimpered at the feeling.
“Please what, Y/n? You’re gonna have to be more specific~”
“Please g-go faster, please..!” You would cry, the teasing no longer tolerable as you were now reduced to begging. You would give anything to cum, even so much as scream his name while his hyungs were home. Be careful what you wish for.
“Jungkook, are you watching porn again?” Jimin opens the door, only for both his eyes and mouth to completely bust wide open in shock. Jungkook being Jungkook quickly pulled away from you to cover himself up - only to then realize that you were naked as well, to then cover you up away from Jimin’s amused stare.
“J-Jimin, don’t tell Jin-hyung! W-We were just uh…saving water?”
“Oh, don’t worry, Kookie. I won’t tell him that you’re committing unholy things in his bathroom.” Not even five seconds later, “SEOKJIN! GUESS WHO’S MAKING BABIES IN YOUR SHOWER.”
Jungkook, not even giving a shit anymore, would practically run after Jimin naked - leaving you to stand in there confused and sexually frustrated.
[There’s] a wooden cottage that has clearly been crafted with expert hands. There are windows of cut glass that are half-open, letting in the gentle breeze that’s blowing over these waters, and there’s a workbench out in the yard, and the walls of the home extend upward into a loft, and on top of the house is an earthen roof covered in lush, green moss… And then there’s Julia.
She’s carrying a ladder and a hammer, and she’s got some nails that she’s holding in her mouth, sets her tools down on the workbench, and she goes to set up the ladder on the side of the cottage, and then she stops, and she turns, and she sees you, Magnus.
She sets her tools down, and she smiles, and she says, “You lived so much longer than I thought you were going to!”
you want marvel content where they don’t muck around with hydra’s origins + identity? agents of shield. the most recent arc has just been. so damn relevant and just. SO GOOD. LISTEN I’M RECOMMENDING THIS SHOW, THAT’S WHAT’S HAPPENING HERE. THIS IS THE GOOD TELEVISION.
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“Tina Goldstein, resident goddess.” You mutter as you storm through the front door and down the long staircase rife with splinters and creaky spots. Not to mention the unkind tenants that live on the third and fourth floors. Their shouts follow you down as your boots crash against the steps.
Tina this, Tina that, Tina the infallible. You skip three steps when you jump down onto the landing and yank open the front door. Tina can do no wrong, even when she’s unemployed and obsessive.
The wind slams into your side, trying to knock you off-balance. You shiver but stride forward, no real destination in mind other than to be far away from her. No one had even looked up when you shoved your chair back from the kitchen table, too busy hanging on every word of some story about capturing some man that used a spell in front of some muggle to care about you. They love Tina’s stories about her adventures.
It’s not like you’re exactly employed. You’d met Newt on a research trip years before. The chemistry between the two of you had been obvious to everyone and it hadn’t taken long for the two of you to pair up for the study. Soon enough, Newt asked you to help him observe some mooncalves under the starry sky and, after some laughing and held hands, a new relationship began. The two of you agreed to work together and alternate research trips. This trip to release Frank was one of Newt’s ideas, meaning that you’re really nothing more than a magizoologist’s assistant.
Still, it’s more fascinating than just running after people and bringing them into MACUSA, right? You meet some of the rarest beasts on your journeys. Tina does nothing but arrest people and memorize the ridiculous laws on magic that Americans put into place. Every auror has stories just as mesmerizing as Tina’s, though the others disagree. Even Newt seems to think they’re interesting enough to warrant ignoring you.
You scowl and wrap your arms around yourself as you continue forward. If Newt wants to spend all of his time with some other girl with perfect hair let him.
Warning(s): Sexting, Masturbation, other smutty stuff
Based off the drabble game request: “God, you smell so good”
A/N: I hope this keeps you guys entertained while I work on La douleur exquise! Please be patient with me on that since school is starting tomorrow for me ufgisbdks. Also thank you @jiminniemouse for proofreading this and not judging me on my pervy mind. Enjoy!
Summary: Senior Rowan Whitethorn is new to town. It doesn’t take him long to get use to a new school, make new friends, even join the local hockey team. But it also doesn’t take him long to meet sophomore and figure skater Aelin Galathynius. And it doesn’t take him long to realize one thing; he can’t stand her.
Elide couldn’t remember the last time she saw so many bodies packed into one area. She was pretty sure that by the looks of it, every teen in and around town had showed up to the party. Then again, why wouldn’t they? The Royals won - it was time to celebrate.
The house lights were off and the house was lit by different strobe and laser lights someone had set up. Music blasted through huge speakers in the living room. There were drinks, bottles, and cups, littered in every room of the house.
Elide stood next to Manon as she chatted away with Asterin in the corner. The misery she’d been feeling for most of the night wrapped an angry hand around her heart and squeezed.
A mournful sigh made it’s way out of Elide’s lips as she slipped her coke. It was times like this, when there were people all around them, kissing and dragging each other off to more private rooms in the house, when it was difficult not to just touch Manon. She wanted nothing more than to hold her hand, place a kiss on her lips, or drape herself over her. But she couldn’t bring herself to. And being around other couples didn’t help.
hey admin v how are you? can i request a headcanon about naruto, sasuke, kakashi & gaara finding out that their respective s/o is pregnant? i cant get enough of your imagines thanks admin v! ❤️❤️❤️
I am doing fantastic, I just cooked some monkey bread and now I’m writing, so two thumbs up from me! I’m super glad you’re enjoying my imagines, I hope these next headcanons are suffice!
I went back and forth between using female pronouns and neutral pronouns, but female pronouns are present because of pregnancy. :)
Naruto, Sasuke, Kakashi, and Gaara Reacting to Their S/o Telling Them That They Are Pregnant:
Naruto would definitely HEAR the words come out of his s/o’s mouth, but he wouldn’t necessarily process them at first.
“Oh that’s cool, do you want to go get ramen?”
His s/o would give him a look he’s used to getting. It’s the “Wtf, are you an idiot?” look
Cue Naruto repeating what she said in his head. Silence. And then, “PREGNANT?! WHEN DID THAT HAPPEN?!”
You know the episode of “Friends” when Rachel tells Ross that she’s pregnant and he just sits there looking at her with a stupid-ass look? That’s Naruto.
Naruto’s would have to sit down. The news just catches him so off guard, it’s a little mind boggling. I feel like in this case he and his wife would be married and not actively trying for kids, they’re just going with the flow. Naruto has never been one to plan for things so it makes the most sense. And even though they’re going with the flow, when someone you love says to you “I’m carrying your offspring” it’s like getting your head dunked into cold water. In this case, Naruto’s whole body feels like it’s been drenched in cold water.
While sitting down, Naruto would try and figure out the exact conception date. He’d do the math and would be like, “oh yeah…that-that can definitely get someone pregnant.” And he thinks that only a matter of seconds have passed, when in reality it’s been like 10 minutes. His s/o grabbed a magazine and just waited for him to get his shit together.
Once THAT thought blows over, the cold water feeling would be replaced by a warm feeling. I’m going to have a baby? I’m going to have a family? I’ll have more people to greet me when I come home? He’s going to shoot up right from his seat and pick his s/o up and spin them around. He’s just so happy, he’s never had a blood-family (that’s alive) before and it’s just very exciting.
And then it hits him. He didn’t have parents, they died. He didn’t have siblings, no aunts, uncles, grandparents, it was just him. Grant it he did have Jiraiya, but he wasn’t the greatest role model in the world. He did have Kakashi and Iruka, but they weren’t there for him all the time like a father would be. So Naruto would put his s/o down and sit back down and just think, how the FUCK am I supposed to do this?!
Now his s/o, bless her heart, is going to notice a different look in his eye when he sits down for the second time. It’s not a look of shock, it’s a look of doubt. So his s/o is going to take his hands and bring him back to reality and ensure Naruto that he’s going to be a great father. She’ll tell him that there is no perfect father, that they all make mistakes at some point, and that she will be there with him every step of the way. I think that would be enough to reassure him - for now - and he’ll go back to hugging his s/o.
Oh you bet your sweet ass that he’s going to make this HUGE vow to his s/o, that he’s not going to leave them no matter what and that he’s going to be the father he never had.
Overall, he’s very excited.
He’s going to hear loud and clear what his wife told him - yeah he’s not the type to get someone pregnant out of wedlock. And well, he’s not going to have a different external look, his eyes will widen, but that’s about it. However, he’s still going to be shocked. Despite wanting to rebuild the Uchiha Clan, he and his s/o were not actively trying for kids. He probably won’t believe them at first tbh.
“Sasuke, I’m pregnant.”
“Hm….Are you sure?”
Sasuke is happy, trust me. He’s rebuilding his clan, there’s going to be someone else who can carry the sharingan and he can pass his teachings on to. However, he’s going to be doubtful right away (all of these guys are going…because they all have daddy issues).
Fugaku Uchiha, was not the warmest person in the world and it was pretty damn obvious that he favored Itachi over Sasuke. And while sure, Fugaku loved both sons on the inside, he never expressed it on the outside, ya know, where it counted. So Sasuke never really experienced the warm, fatherly, experience. That’s the first problem. The second problem is that his entire clan died (i’m going to keep bringing this up), so Sasuke’s family experience was cut short. And unlike Naruto, Sasuke never had another father figure or positive role model in his life. So he’s pretty clueless on how exactly to parent.
The third problem is that Sasuke is an asshole (love him, but it’s true) and he knows this. He recognizes that what has happened to him completely changed him and his personality. Because of his cold exterior, he realizes that he may not be the greatest parent and that’s not at all what he wants. Of course he wants his child to have the father he never had, but he knows he’s not going to change, that’s just how he is.
And something he would never admit out loud, but he’s scared. Sasuke is constantly scared that one day he’s going to wake up and his s/o will be gone. Now put his child, his own blood into that mix and his fear doubles. He knows the dangers of being an Uchiha, people either A) Don’t like you or B) Want to kidnap you because you have the sharingan. Despite how strong he is, he’s thinking, There’s going to be at least one time when I’m not home and something will happen. History’s going to repeat.
A child also contradicts his mission of atoning for his sins, so he’s having that internal battle as well.
Sasuke and his s/o have good communication, so after mulling everything over he’s going to express his doubt and concerns (not his fear though). He’s going to express it in a nonchalant way so it doesn’t seem like his doubts are THAT big of a deal, but his s/o knows better.
His s/o would tell him that she’s happy and honored to be carrying his child. And she would tell him that if he needs to keep up with his mission for atoning for his sins, then he can, she’s not going to hold it against him. She’ll have to remind him that he did not marry a weak woman and that she can take care of herself. And all she wants from him, is not to change for the baby, but to try his best for it. Those words would be enough to ease the rising tension in his mind. With that said and done, Sasuke is going poke his wife’s forehead
Overall, he’s nervous BUT looking forward to having a child.
He literally freezes in his spot. He doesn’t know where to begin with the news, he has all of these thoughts racing around in his head. Each competing on which is the most important. And ya know which one crosses the finish line first? This one:
“Is it mine?”
His poor s/o is caught off guard by the question and is hurt that he would assume it wasn’t his. “O-of course it’s yours.”
“It’s yours Kakashi, who the FUCK would I cheat on you with?!”
The way she answers his question gives him reassurance that, yes, the baby growing inside his partner is his.
I feel like Kakashi isn’t the type to get married, it’s out of occupational hazard and he doesn’t really see the point in it. So this means that the woman he got pregnant is his girlfriend. Kakashi is the type who wouldn’t want kids, he wants dogs. He already raised enough kids, naruto, obito.
On this Episode of “Daddy Issues” we look at Kakashi’s case. His father killed himself and left his son an orphan. That tends to stick with someone forever. He did have another father-ish figure, that was Minato, he died. He probably hung out with Guy enough to interact with Duy, but Duy didn’t fill in the father shoes. After Minato, Kakashi had to grow up on his own, sans parents. I don’t want to say that he doesn’t know how to raise a child because he sort of raised Naruto and he helped shape Obito, but Naruto and Obito were teenagers. Anything before that he has no clue on what to do, no one ever told him how to prepare for that.
He’s scared (everyone is lmao), this is because he doesn’t know what he’s doing AND because he’s a ninja. Now, he is a strong ninja, but being strong doesn’t stop death, it lowers the chances of it getting you. He’s afraid that he’ll die and leave his child in the position he was in when he was a teenager. Surprisingly, he’s not afraid of what kind of father he would be. He knows his strengths and weaknesses, but he’s very balanced so he’s cool.
Kakashi would sit down with his s/o and talk with them and ask them what she wants. At the end of the day, he can talk about how scared his and how he doesn’t want kids but it’s his s/o’s body so it’s their choice. He respects that.
When his s/o tells him that she wants to keep the child, Kakashi will back them up 100%. He’s not gonna leave them, oh hell no. He would never dream of it. Kakashi isn’t one to panic for long periods of time and he’s a very flexible person, so I can imagine he’ll quickly get over his initial panic attack. That doesn’t mean he stopped being scared, this just means that he has accepted it and he is working through it.
He communicates to his girlfriend better than Sasuke, so he would actually tell her what he’s afraid of. She would reassure him that once you’ve raised a teenager, you’re ready for a baby. And she would stop being a ninja (he’d probably date a fellow ninja) so that their child does not have to worry about losing two parents. Kakashi would fight back on that, but not much because that lifts some of the weight off of his chest.
Overall: When he thinks about raising a baby he gets so nervous he wants to throw up, but he also wants to puke out of excitement
(Better call Pakun so he can calm Kakashi down with his paw)
My poor sandy son
Oh this boy straight up passes out. It’s like the air gets knocked out of his chest, he’s just…stunned.
“Gaara, I have something to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“You may wanna sit down.”
“I’m fine. Now tell me what’s bothering you.”
“…” And after that he passes tf out.
When he comes to, he asks what happened, and when his wife (totally has to be married for this to be a thing) tells him what happened, he freezes. Like Naruto, he does the math and thinks back to fun times that happened in the Kazakage’s office. And then this poor, poor man, thinks back on his own childhood.
Lets start with Gaara’s father. The man sealed a demon inside of his child; he raised Gaara in isolation; he tried to kill him multiple times; he told him that his mother did not love him; and look, I know their relationship was cleared up during the war, but you can’t rewrite the past. Then there was the fact that his entire village hated him for the first 14 years of his life and that he was the target for multiple attacks and kidnappings. Needless to say, Gaara had it rough.
Now, he’s not thinking straight when reliving all of this so he’s thinking about his own child and them living through this. And this honest to god breaks his heart, he wouldn’t want this on his child.
Now, what is Gaara so afraid of? Well, he had a terrible childhood and has only recently learned to love others and to have non-stoic emotions. So he’s afraid of not being emotionally there for his child.
The second thing he is afraid of is them being targeted like he once was. His child is not going to just be his child, they’re the child of the fifth kazekage and the strongest ninja in Suna. He’s afraid of them being the target of many kidnappings and people constantly using his child to get to him.
The THIRD thing he is afraid of his losing his wife. Gaara’s own mother died during childbirth, he doesn’t want his wife to suffer the same fate. And he would hate to be left alone because he would be at a total loss on what to do with a baby.
However, despite all of this, I think Gaara would actually conquer his fears before the child is even born. Gaara wants to be the dad he never had and is going to use everything his father did wrong to his advantage, so he can do everything right. Out of all of them, he knows exactly what he needs to do to prepare himself for a child and I think is the most ready to raise a child. (surprising to say the least)
Once he has this epiphany (cause he doesn’t have time to emotionally check out), he’s going to shoot out of bed and then pull his wife into a kiss. This surprises her because wasn’t he having an existential crisis a moment ago? When he pulls away, he’s going to go on this passionate rant of how he’s going to love his child so much and how he’s going to protect them and make sure he’s the greatest dad in the world. He’ll also go on a rant about how in the upcoming months, his wife will have the best doctors taking care of her and how he’s also going to protect her.
His child isn’t even born and he’s already a doting dad.