pregnancy surprise

Otp prompt #30

Imagine A is planning a surprise birthday party for B, but when the day of the party comes and people start showing up, A realizes that instead of sending 30 invitations to B’s work office, they sent 30 invitations to a biker gang. So now A C D and E are running around town trying desperately to find a present good enough for B to still have a good birthday.

BONUS: A C D and E get home to find B partying it up with the bikers and having a great time

DOUBLE BONUS: when A and B decide to have kids, all of the bikers show up to their baby shower/push party, super excited to meet A and B’s baby/babies

Apologies || Jeon Jungkook

Originally posted by totallyyehet

Word Count: 1.9k

Genre: Fluff


Three months in your opinion was a long time. Especially when there was something like this sitting between the two of you, and you were the only one who knew. You wondered if maybe there would be a day that you would muster up the courage to tell Jungkook what had happened, but another part of you just wanted to run away and pretend that it never happened so you wouldn’t have to face the consequences.

When Jungkook and you had originally broken up, you had told him you had never wanted to see him again. But that all changed after a couple of weeks when you started suffering from intense sickness, and when you went to the hospital they told you the news. Somewhere before the breakup had happened, Jungkook had managed to get you pregnant.

And now you had to deal with that.

There were only two people who knew about your pregnancy, and that was your best friend and Jungkook’s best friend. Taehyung knew you didn’t want to tell Jungkook about what had happened, he understood that you were scared. There was a part of him that just wished that you would tell him though because he understood how Jungkook felt, he knew what was going through both of your minds at the moment.

Naturally, as the months progressed, your stomach started getting bigger and now there was a visible baby bump. Because of the bump, you had found your hands gently caressing your stomach without thought. It was like the most natural feeling in the world to have your hands protecting your stomach, and making sure no harm came to the baby growing inside of you.

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Forever at Odds~ Week Four Prompt

Okay so this is my submission for the Olicity Hiatus fic a-thon created by @olicityhiatusficathon or @thebookjumper 

The prompt this week was At Odds so I felt who would be more at odds than a vampire and a witch? This my first kinda scifi fic so please be kind! 

Read it here or on AO3

“Forever at Odds” 

He moved swiftly as always feeling the wind pulsate around him like the very heartbeat of the midnight hours. His feet barely touched the stark, cold sidewalks as he scanned for the faint glow of her warm blooded heart. He snarled lowly but, kept his anger in check. Night wasn’t safe for someone like her and, yet she kept insisting on cheating death with the very independence that seemed to draw him to her. 

Two other souls were out. He could feel them kissing the air as the two swiftly flew along the currents of the midnight sky. One he noted was smaller and, more compact in nature; her partner was larger, stronger but oddly not the dominate mate. If his heart could beat it would have raced through the clouds and, back while the two lovers raced along the edge of his senses. They too could sense her and, like moths to an endless flame they sought to conquer her very lively, fiery glow. 

Closing his cold, endlessly blue eyes allowed him to sharpen the one sense that not even being a member of the undead could’ve improved. He let his body go limp, his pushed his fingers to his sides and, he tilted his head toward the sky while he listened to the heartbeat of the night. He could hear every blade of grass she touched as the small pieces bent softly, he felt her soft skin moving along her cold arms, he could hear her warm blood racing through her clenched heart in fear as the wolves moved closer. In an instant his eyes were open, his body was sparked into action the moment he heard a low whimpered, “Oliver?” pierce the otherwise silent air. 

Thousands of leaves and, downed branches brushed against his bare skin while he used his advantageous speed to move rigorously through the forest near the edge of the slightly populated town. The hunters were distracted; something better had sparked their interest. He could feel their footsteps moving away from the woman whose heart was the only other sound within a 50 mile radius. He continued running along the hidden path until the edge of her blonde waves made his stride falter into a heavy footed tumble. 

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“You: What? Im hungry

Dean: You had a stake dinner two hours ago and ate half of mine

You: W-

Castiel: Dean, you do realize she is pregnant right?

You&Dean: What?

Castiel: Yes, she already has your appetite Dean

You: She?

Castiel: Oh yes. She is already strong, loving, caring like you. She is also stubborn, like Dean

Dean: Thats my girl

Sam: Did they find out? Or did you have to tell them?

You: You knew?

Sam: Of course, Cas told me on one of our hunts.

Castiel: I think its time for you to take it easy now. We dont want anything happening to you or the baby

Dean: Damn straight. I dont want anything happening to my girls

You: Fine. Cas, are you going to stay with me and play doctor?

Casiel: I would love to keep you company”

Dean is caught off guard by the pregnancy news and surprised you didnt find out yet or didnt fit the puzzles together. He is happy about being a father but also is scared because he didnt want anything happening to you or baby. Castiel has been wanting to tell you about your pregnancy, so he told Sam. Which Sam told him to wait until you found out so that you could tell Dean and finally him and Cas. Weeks has gone by and nothing. Castiel got tired of waiting and decided to tell the both of you instead, which he is happy he did because the expressions on both of you faces is extremely priceless for him. Sam is happy for his brother and happy he is going to be an uncle. An uncle to a niece and he is getting excited about meeting her. You couldnt believe you are pregnant, you didnt know if you could get pregnant at all and finally. A little life is growing inside you. The pregnancy made you incredibly happy. So happy the father is someone like Dean. So happy your daughter is going to have an uncle like Sam and Castiel. Something you have never had at all. It was only you and your parents growing up until they passed away. A family you have always wanted.

Speed Bumps (Peter Maximoff x reader)

Fluff overload yo. This is only sweet because I ate an huge amount of love hearts whilst writing this.

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ALSO Huge thanks to the absolutely amazing @steverogershield for beta-ing this. (is that what you call it?) I’m eternally grateful to Enna! Follow her for amazing imagines! AND thank you’s are in order to @denialanderror who had a read beforehand and convinced me to post this!

Characters - Peter Maximoff x reader and Charles Xavier

Warnings - itsy bitsy gory 


Kleptomaniac.

That was one word to describe Peter Maximoff and also one of the only fitting ones, besides fast bitch and pain in the ass. You didn’t really know how you fell in love with him. It might’ve been his charming looks. Or, if those failed him, which they absolutely didn’t, it could certainly be his amazing silver hair or taste in the best music to ever exist. All you really knew was that you fell hard and fast (HA!).

After a few years of dating, Peter proposed to you with a gummy ring (the Haribo one), while you were eating Twinkie’s under the stars. No joke. Well, that ring didn’t last very long because you ate it within three minutes of his proposal because you were hungry. Peter did, however, get you a proper engagement ring, which he had actually bought. It was probably the only thing Peter hadn’t stolen, besides you. Or had he stolen you and your heart? You really didn’t know.

Time had now sped like lightening and before you knew it, you were married to him. You always laughed when you replayed the memory of him speeding around the venue and scaring the shit out of the guests, even the people who were used to his antics. But for once, everyone bore with him, because after all, he was marrying the love of life and he couldn’t control his excitement. Peter might be a man, but inside, he was the most childish kid you ever had the fortune of meeting.

Everyone knew Peter could be a handful, but to him, you were worse.

Why?

Because you could stop time. That’s it.

He never stopped moving, not until you came around. You were his weakness. Time manipulation stopped the speeding boy in his tracks on more than one occasion. You cherished an entire album full of photos, all of them endearing and slightly embarrassing pictures of Peter completely frozen while the rest of the world moved around him. Word spread, and eventually even the youngest of the students were posing him with props and giggling at the faces he made.

It was without doubt that you two were the power couple of the mansion (sorry Charles and Erik). You two were also the worst company to be around. No one would think Peter and you were in your early thirties, the way you guys behaved, pranking everybody and everything under the sun.

But what you loved most was that you could get Peter to slow down. He wanted to savour every single minute of his life he spent with you and that led to him always hitting the brakes. Peter loved you more than video games and that was actually saying something. To your dismay or delight, you didn’t know which, the whole mansion started calling you a speed bump, because you always made Peter come to a halt and want to spend as much time in the, in his opinion, slow world.

—–

“(Y/N)….” Peter pleaded as you shook your head no. Your husband of three years wanted to go to the funfair that had just opened a few miles away. Usually, you would’ve jumped at the chance to go, but right now you didn’t really feel like it. A few weeks ago, you found out that you were pregnant and you didn’t want to risk anything by going on the rides. You wanted to surprise Peter, but you weren’t that creative, so you didn’t really have any ideas how.

Up until now.

You remembered that you’d been there before, getting to know the place and making a few friends in the process. Peter loved it, following a rigid schedule, trying to fit as many activities in as possible. You knew he’d be there, at the end of the night, like always. It would be the perfect place to surprise him.  

“Okay, I’ll go, but don’t make me go on any rides or I’ll leave without you.” Of course you didn’t mean that threat. Well, maybe a little, as Peter could get back to the mansion within seconds. Peter was absolutely overjoyed that you decided to come, because even though he could’ve gone without you, he didn’t want to. He wanted his precious wife by his side.

“C'mon sweetheart. You get the car ready and I’ll see you down in 10 minutes alright?” Peter came to a halt before you as you said these words and softly pressed his lips against yours. He placed his hands on the sides of your waist and smiled at you fondly when he pulled away, his forehead against yours as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

At that moment, the professor wheeled into the room and looked at you both. He smiled slightly, before clearing his throat, which caused you and Peter to break apart from your embrace.

“(Y/N), I need to ask you something. In private.” He added, glancing towards Peter with what could only be described as the most mischievous smile you had ever seen. You nodded and told your husband you would be down in 10 minutes. Peter quickly kissed you on the forehead and sped off.

“What is it Charles? Is something wrong?” Charles had never been upset with you and even though he looked anything but angry you were still worried. You didn’t want to get in the bad books of Professor X. He had been your mentor for so long and had helped you in so many ways. 

Charles chuckled and shook his head. He motioned for you to sit down and took a deep breath, before saying: “Does Peter know yet?” You looked up at the telepath, who was grinning from ear to ear and a confused look came over your face.

“How did you know?” Charles had promised you never to look into your mind without permission, so you didn’t understand how the hell he knew you were expecting. “Well,” Charles began, looking at you rather guiltily, “I can already feel the baby’s mind in my head and you didn’t exactly say I can’t read it.”

You looked at Charles with a face that said one thing: I’ll get you back for this. However, Charles turned your (fake) frown into a smile by asking again when you were going to tell Peter about your pregnancy.

“I’m going to surprise him tonight at the funfair.” You told the professor this without giving him any extra details. He, in return, gave you a huge smile and a small pat on the back. With this, Charles exited the room.

Shaking your head and smiling slightly, you quickly changed into comfortable clothes and slipped on your flat shoes. You would, after all, be at the fair for at least three hours. You picked up your phone and dialled a number. Time to put the plan into action.

—–

The sky was slowly turning dark as you and Peter walked through the funfair. The crowds were thinning and slowly, but surely, the funfair was closing. A few rides had already closed. Rides that Peter went on. Without you of course. He initially didn’t want to go on them without you, but you forced him to. Just because being pregnant kept you from going on the attractions, didn’t mean that you would stop Peter from having fun.

Here it was. The illuminated lights welcomed you, and a few strays, inside, standing tall as one of the last few places open. It was late, as most things were already packed up and left to sleep. The decorations here were strange, always changing, and this time a lot creepier than you remembered. Tugging on Peters sleeve, you walked through the entrance, turning your backs to the rest of the fair.  

You had arrived at the Haunted House.

—–

Kruegers Kraziness Horror House, or simply KKHH, wasn’t your typical haunted house. It wasn’t a bunch of skeletons jumping out and scaring people. Kruegers Kraziness was a perfect name for this attraction, because it was plain gory. There were dismembered and beheaded people lying around that looked oh so real. There were real bats used in this haunted house and this had caused people to run out screaming many a time. It was your favourite place to visit when the funfair came in town.

You and Peter walked through the winding halls, trying to find your way. KKHH definitely looked different from the last time. The dim lighting didn’t help and the two of you constantly stumbled over the (fake) limbs lying around. After a few scares from grotesque zombies and Peter screaming in a high pitched voice, you arrived at the best place of all.

The High Court of Injustice.

The High Court of Injustice was one of Kreugers greatest attractions. Bloodied and beheaded bodies compacted into a room, the innocent called to the stand for horrific crimes, sentenced to even worse punishments. Behind a curtain, a familiar face winked, easing the small worry that set in your chest. Not long now.

—–

“You there!” Your significant other jumped up when he heard the banshee like voice of the judge who no one saw come in. The judge was pointing at Peter, who didn’t know whether he should look scared or happy. Peter had never been called out to sit in the tribune, but now he was having second thoughts. You nudged your husband and he looked at you before gulping and going up the rickety stairs. He went and sat down in a chair and awaited his punishment for god knows what.

The judge started accusing Peter of countless charges, some not too far off from the petty crimes he’d actually committed, though promised to leave in his past. The utter shock washing across his face was enough to make you laugh, luckily camouflaged under the judges voice.

“I declare you guilty for all these crimes and..” Peter was actually shaking now. How did the judge know that he’d actually stolen these things? He looked over at you, but you looked as shocked as him. Good thing you were a good actor.

“I sentence you to the eternal doom of fatherhood. Go through the tunnel where you shall await your punishment.” Peter was now more surprised as he slowly stood up and walked towards the tunnel, trying to process what the judge said. He glanced over to where you were supposed to be, but you were nowhere to be seen. A zombie pushed Peter into the tunnel, where he would get ‘punished’.

—–

You stood at the end of the tunnel, waiting. “Punishments” varied, some going so far it almost felt real, all of them taking more than a few minutes. Those sentenced to beheading swore they felt a burning sensation on their neck. A head -their head- would fall from the ceiling, lights would flash, everything felt a little too real for comfort. The fear was what mattered most. The fear was what drew people here, and what made the creators turn them away. The gore was considered too much for anyone under eighteen.  

In the meantime, Peter tiptoed through the tunnel, which was even more bloody than the actual haunted house itself. Organs were spilling out of the bodies scattered everywhere. He shuddered before spotting a faint light. He ran towards it, wanting to get out of the nightmarish place as soon as possible.

“BOO!!!”

Peter didn’t know what he had been expecting at the end of the tunnel, but it wasn’t this. Yellow balloons were scattered around everywhere (with Pennywise standing behind them obviously) with the occasional baby bottles on the cupboards and in people’s hands, and there you were, standing in the middle of the commotion, with one of your friends, who was dressed as a vampire. The both of you laughed when you saw Peters flabbergasted expression which turned to an amused one within a minute or two.

“What’s all this (y/n)?” You were now sweating profusely and looked around for someone to help you tell Peter, but there was suddenly no one left except the two of you.

“Well, you see- ermm…” You mentally slapped yourself. You had rehearsed how to tell him so many times but now you we’re struggling to form full sentences. Peter noticed your tense expression and gently grabbed your arms and wrapped them around his torso, pulling you in for a hug.

“You can tell me anything (y/n), you know that.” Peter murmured into your hair, whilst gently rubbing his hands up and down your back. At this gesture, you leaned into his touch even more. This was bliss. Man, you were going to have a love/hate relationship with your not-yet swollen stomach, which would probably become a barrier whilst hugging Peter so closely like you were now.

You looked up at Peter and he held your gaze. His eyes were full of nothing but love for you and you felt at ease. You just had to gather up your courage to tell him slowly or you could tell him quickly and be done with it. Of course, because of your awkwardness, you did the latter.

“Wha-, what did you just say?” A small smile crept up on Peters lips. He barely caught the words, but he hoped to the heavens you said what he thought you said.

“I’m pregnant okay? We’re having a baby.” You let out a deep breath. It was out and the burden rolled off your shoulders. You looked at Peter carefully, awaiting his reaction. Your initial worries washed away as you saw the joy on his face. He pulled you in for a huge hug as you heard clapping all around you. All the people who worked at KKHH were cheering and coming up to congratulate you and Peter.

—–

After around 15 minutes, you both were standing outside of the gates of the funfair, hand in hand. Peter turned to you and smiled. There weren’t words to describe how happy he was. So all he said was: “I love you.”

You smiled slightly and gently pressed your lips against his. Peter held you close to him and you only broke apart once you needed to breathe. Peter smiled at you fondly as you said: “You mean you love us both. The baby and me. Plural.” Your husband chuckled and wrapped his arms around you.

“Yup. I love you both. You’re my little speed bumps.”

“Peter!” You laughed as you both started walking into the darkness, towards a new life. You, Peter and the baby.


Need me a haunted house like KKHH. I love haunted houses. If you don’t like this blame Enna, not me :) no okay I can’t do that to Enna just blame me

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Imagine Telling Sam You’re Pregnant & That He Is Going To Be A Father

“What? I’m…you’re going-,” he stumbled over his words as he stared at the positive pregnancy test. You sat silently at the library table watching him, praying he wasn’t upset about the surprise pregnancy. “We’re having a baby?” he came around the table to stand beside you. “We are” you said quietly nodding as you looked down. “Wow, I never thought I’d be a parent.” Sam sat down beside you laying the test down on the table in front of you both. 

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#pepperonyweek17 - day 7

“We are kinda - well, not kind of -”

“Pregnant?”

No, definitely not.” “Well, yeah.”

A grin split Steve’s face and he leaned across the table to pump Tony’s hand enthusiastically. “Congratulations!”

“Are you going to sign the-”

“Forget about those, Tony, you’re going to have a kid!”

“Steve, I-”

“Get your lawyers to deal with it. That’s what you pay them for, right?”

“But-”

“When’s the due date?”

Tony sighed. “October.”

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Haikyuu Children Headcanons

Based on my omegaverse series, particularly Just for the Week. 

BokuAka

  • First pregnancy was a surprise. It caused Bokuto to quit volleyball after a year of playing professionally
  • Tore Akaashi to pieces, especially since that was his biggest fear anyway. 
  • Didn’t really matter that much to Bokuto because the only thing he ever wanted was a family anyway.
  • But they got over it and had bigger things to worry about because surprise! Twins :D
  • They’re fraternal, one boy, Itsuki, and a girl, Kaori. Both have Akaashi’s temperament, which is why they’re described as ‘angels.’ Itsuki is a beta but Kaori is an alpha, so she’s a tad bit more adventurous. 
  • Itsuki most definitely has a crush on Sakura. 
  • Both of Bokuto’s pregnancies were pretty smooth, but he needed a c-section for Jiro because that kid is stubborn and wouldn’t move.
  • Jiro is an alpha, and cries a lot. More than likely has ended up with Bokuto’s temperament. 
  • All three children have black hair

IwaOi

  • were the first to have a kid
  • Oikawa had really bad morning sickness all throughout his pregnancy
  • Sakura is an alpha and about a year older than the BokuAka twins. 
  • Is fully aware of Itsuki’s crush on her and uses it to boss him around.
  • This makes Oikawa a proud mama. Iwa not so much lol. He’s always telling her to give the poor kid a break. 
  • Very intelligent but seems to have no interest in playing volleyball or any sport. Despite this she knows all the ins and outs and could potentially make an amazing manager one day
  • She has Oikawa’s brown curls, and Iwa’s green eyes. 
  • More than anything she wants a baby sister. 

KuroTsuki

  • Have yet to have a child
  • Have managed to save a shitton of money as a result (at least when compared to their friends)
  • Despite this still live in a tiny ass apartment
  • Kuroo really wants a boy
  • Tsukki thinks a girl would be more manageable
ones with multiple parts

** = trigger warning

^^ = angst


Oh (You love Harry, but he has no idea)

Rain (Part two to ‘Oh’)


Bathroom (Harry is in a relationship you do not approve of)^^

Bookstore (Part Two to ‘Bathroom’)


Shattered (Harry has been avoiding you, and it’s all downhill from there)^^

Paper (Part Two to ‘Shattered’)


Someday (Surprise pregnancy)

Today (You give birth)


Lie (Harry treats you like shit for no reason)^^

Apple (Part two to ‘Lie’)


Sorry (You get drunk at a party and ruin Harry’s business deal)^^

Home (Part two to ‘Sorry’)

Put Some Damn Clothes On

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John Shelby x Reader

Prompt List

Materlist (Mobile)

warning: fluffy

A/N: This is the set up for the request “49 (Let’s Have a baby!), 109 (Why are you naked?) and 195(Come here.)! John pleaseeee.” I know it’s not much but I thought it would be better to lay the ground for this fic first. I am trying desperately to get back into the swing of things with this blog. Thank you all for your patience. I’ve seen a big lack of John imagines so hopefully I can make up for a bit of what is lacking. Please be sure to leave feedback and enjoy!


The room stayed still. Only the sound of the sink and your continued scrubbing of the dishes filled the room. You had made a dinner for yourself and John, but it was another day he had stayed late at work. You were focusing on your thoughts so much you didn’t hear John come in through the front door.

John watched you from the doorway to the kitchen for some time before entering the room fully. He looked around the room noticing the silence that hung in the air. He half-heartedly smiled at you, admiring your focus. He had never seen someone so determined to rid a pan of a piece of food that didn’t want to come off. In his mind you deserved the world and hated the thought of you home alone all day. 

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anonymous asked:

Fics where D and H are together and trying for a baby and H gets pregnant and how she breaks the news to D and they celebrate? Cute fluffy one shots preferred.

Hi! Here are some:

Cassie’s Birth By: champagne for the pain - T, one-shot - The story of Cassiopeia Jean Malfoy’s birth. Written for Day 3 of March 2016’s #dhrfavorites on Tumblr. EWE, Married!Dramione.

By The Duckpond By: Rizzle - K, one-shot - Draco and Hermione enjoy a quiet interlude and some big news is relayed.

Another Bun In The Oven By: DramioneLuv11 - K+, one-shot - A one-shot sequel to Getting Married To The Enemy. Hermione is pregnant again, but doesn’t know how to tell Draco and worries he doesn’t want another child so soon. How will she tell him? A very short one-shot. Dramione!

- Jamie