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.
Request:Hi there, I recently discovered your blog and I love your stories. I was wondering if you could do one where Negan visits Alexandria and while walking around he hears a woman singing like ‘In the arms of the angels’ or something like that. He finds her working in the gardens and is so mesmerized by her singing that he wants to take her back to the sanctuary. I’ll let you take it from there but maybe some light smut?😁. Thank you - @lokis-imaginary-friend (won’t let me tag.. so please tag them if you can so they can know this is done)
A/N: Sorry this took so long to do! Also, if you can please tag the requester, because I can’t and I really want them to see this! Hope you enjoy! Leave feeback! Sorry for the big gifs, but oh well!
Word count: 1.6kish
“What the fuck is this shit, Rick?” Negan asked staring at the curly headed man before him. “I give you two damn weeks to find me some good hit and this what you offer me. This is fuckin’ ridiculous prick.”
Rick looked down avoiding Negan’s glare. “We’ll get more,” Rick grunted raising his head to peak at Negan. “Just give us more time.”
Note to self: start these things before the week actually arrives…
Words: ~2,000 Rating: G
This is was supposed to be a short musing on what happens when Kazama finally get Chizuru to accompany him back to his clan, but it kinda got out of hand. It’s not often I write in canon (even if this piece exists completely post game) so please feel free to let me know if you catch any errors or inconsistencies. This is also up on FF and AO3.
Chizuru blinked the drowsy fog out of her eyes as she lifted her head off of Kazama’s shoulder and looked around.
They’d been riding since early morning, with only a short break for lunch. She’d tried to stay awake, she really had, but Kazama’s shoulder had been surprisingly comfortable and she’d trusted him not to let her fall off the horse. The forest around them didn’t look any different from when she’d dozed off, but the fading light lent it an ominous feeling.
Chizuru shivered slightly as she pulled herself closer to Kazama’s back. She would have prefered to stay in her own home in Edo, with her patients and the few acquaintances she’d managed to make, but that was no longer possible.
Granted her neighbors had thought she was crazy when Kazama had first started living with her after showing up to ‘retrieve’ her, but eventually the muttering and rumors had died down. Especially since her skills were in such demand. Unfortunately it was those skills that had brought her to the attention of the government.
Fluffy headcanons for Bakugou + Deku with a new adorably smol classmate claiming that they were going to marry them? Like they were just pointing at them and going "Yup that is who I'm marrying, that's it, it's final, no ifs or buts they are my future partner"
The moment he sees you, his heart swells up. His eyes were glittered with curiosity. the moment he heard your voice, and your ambitions, he knew then and there that you were the one.
He smiled brightly, a giddiness about him overflowing with happiness. “They would make a perfect and reliable partner, definitely.”
He wouldn’t even notice that he was mumbling about you under his breath about you already, already going over wedding venue costs and how much the cake will be, and who he’ll invite.
When his classmates who were staring at him through his mumble spiel shook him out of his entranced state, both you and him were a complete blushing mess in both embarrassment and flattery.
When he first lays eyes on you, he’s already captivated by the sheer sight of you.
He listened to you introduce yourself in front of the class, cute and slightly timid to gaze into anyone’s eyes. In an instant, he slammed his fist down onto his desk with a devilish look in his eyes.
“THAT’S MY FUTURE WIFE/HUSBAND RIGHT THERE!”
Complete shock befalls everyone, including you. Bonus points that you don’t reject him right off the bat. He doesn’t care what anyone says, he’s marrying you whether anyone likes it or not.