talk-to-your-daughter

How to talk to your daughter about her body, step one: Don’t talk to your daughter about her body, except to teach her how it works.

Don’t say anything if she’s lost weight. Don’t say anything if she’s gained weight.

If you think your daughter’s body looks amazing, don’t say that. Here are some things you can say instead:

“You look so healthy!” is a great one.

Or how about, “You’re looking so strong.”

“I can see how happy you are – you’re glowing.”

Better yet, compliment her on something that has nothing to do with her body.

Don’t comment on other women’s bodies either. Nope. Not a single comment, not a nice one or a mean one.

Teach her about kindness towards others, but also kindness towards yourself.

Don’t you dare talk about how much you hate your body in front of your daughter, or talk about your new diet. In fact, don’t go on a diet in front of your daughter. Buy healthy food. Cook healthy meals. But don’t say, “I’m not eating carbs right now.” Your daughter should never think that carbs are evil, because shame over what you eat only leads to shame about yourself.

Encourage your daughter to run because it makes her feel less stressed. Encourage your daughter to climb mountains because there is nowhere better to explore your spirituality than the peak of the universe. Encourage your daughter to surf, or rock climb, or mountain bike because it scares her and that’s a good thing sometimes.

Help your daughter love soccer or rowing or hockey because sports make her a better leader and a more confident woman. Explain that no matter how old you get, you’ll never stop needing good teamwork. Never make her play a sport she isn’t absolutely in love with.

Prove to your daughter that women don’t need men to move their furniture.

Teach your daughter how to cook kale.

Teach your daughter how to bake chocolate cake made with six sticks of butter.

Pass on your own mom’s recipe for Christmas morning coffee cake. Pass on your love of being outside.

Maybe you and your daughter both have thick thighs or wide ribcages. It’s easy to hate these non-size zero body parts. Don’t. Tell your daughter that with her legs she can run a marathon if she wants to, and her ribcage is nothing but a carrying case for strong lungs. She can scream and she can sing and she can lift up the world, if she wants.

Remind your daughter that the best thing she can do with her body is to use it to mobilize her beautiful soul.

—  Sarah Koppelkam
BTS Reaction to Giving Their Child the Talk

Note: I changed this reaction a bit, so it’s back and hella revamped! (sorry for being m.i.a., I had to finish playing LoZ Breath of the Wild..I dunno if I like Ocarina of Time or the other better djnd) *credit to gif owners*


Jin ➳ “I really like him, though! Why can’t I kiss him?” Your face was impassive as you nudged Jin on the side, internally laughing menacingly as you made him be the one to give your daughter ‘the talk.’

“You see, baby, it’s not that simple-” Jin froze, spacing off to the side. Was his only child seriously old enough to even..think about those things? He gulped, trying to find his words. “Boy’s are evil, and they only take things from you-”

“So does that mean you’re evil, too? You took something from mommy?” Jin was mortified and you began to burst into fits of laughter in the background.

Originally posted by jinatetae


Suga ➳ Yoongi stared at you as you grabbed an orange and a knife, slowly raising them with your hands and waving them for your daughter to see. “Never let a boy touch you.” You stated and your daughter scoffed.

You stabbed the knife into the orange, juices quickly bursting down the knife and onto your hands. Yoongi’s eyebrows furrowed. “Babe, what are you-”

“He’ll pop your cherry, and you’ll never get it back.” You took the knife from the orange and the juice slowly dripped onto the floor. Yoongi began to chuckle under his breath as he watched you peel the orange and share it with your daughter.

“I married a weirdo.”

Originally posted by sugagifs


J-Hope ➳ “Grow a pair and tell him already!” He had been lagging on giving your son the talk, and when you refused to let him in your bedroom as you yelled from the other side of the door; demanding he talk to your son — he was distressed. He knew the boy should have known already, don’t they teach those things in school? But there he was, walking to his son’s room as he was thinking of many things to tell the teenager, and once he had opened the door to find his son flushed as he had his hand in his pants, Hoseok slammed the door shut as he ran back to the room in a very flustered state. 

“I can’t believe you made me do that,” the words came out so quickly, and the expression on his face left you in a state of bewilderment, “next time, it’s on you.”

Originally posted by gotjhope


RapMonster ➳ He hesitated once he was outside of his son’s door, wondering if he should really do this or just tell you he already did. You had been nagging him all day to do it, since they were both men they would understand one another best; so when he let himself in his son’s room just to find the boy watching who knows what on his laptop, he cleared his throat to get the younger man’s attention. “Hey, I-”

“I’m way ahead of you.” The boy cut him short, opening his nightstand drawer just to show Namjoon the various boxes of condoms roaming about the tiny area. The older could only mumble an ‘oh,’ before he left the room with a smile. He was saved.

Originally posted by glitchyoongi


Jimin ➳ “Look, we gotta talk.” Jimin stated as he sat down before your daughter. You were in the back, hiding away from your daughter and motioning to Jimin what to say. “Have you been thinking about sex lately?” He said slowly, glancing between you and his daughter.

“Not..really.” She mumbled, typing away at her phone.

“Do you know what happens..when you have sex?” Her eyes shot towards Jimin and he gulped. He was looking around, before he stared your daughter in the eyes; not really knowing what to say. “God is watching.” He randomly said, and when he realized what escaped his lips he began to giggle at what he blurted out. There was no way he could do this.

Originally posted by itsrapmonster


V ➳ He was ready. He looked in the mirror and ran a hand through his hair, fixing it up a bit. Yep, today was the day. He was going to do it.

He walked back to the kitchen to find you and his daughter sitting at the table, talking lightly as you waited for him. “We need to talk.” He said, looking towards your daughter and she immediately looked up to him with innocent eyes. He froze, soon turning in his steps and walking away. Your eyes narrowed as you excused yourself from the table and went to see what was up with Taehyung. “What the hell, Tae-”

“Are you sure she’s at that age?” He said. His cheeks were flushing and you nodded as if it was obvious that she was. “She’s just..she’s too pure, I can’t do it!” He whined, smacking his hands to his cheeks as he remembered the cute and curious face your daughter just gave him.

Originally posted by jeonthegreat


Jungkook ➳ He was confident, already in deep as he spoke without staring the younger in the eyes. Jungkook was nervous, and he didn’t want to be there but he wanted to prove to you that he could do this. He explained about how children were made, which his son already knew, and the various ways to protect oneself from getting someone pregnant. “I have a question,” the boy, started as Jungkook nodded for him to continue, “so, did you use protection before you impregnated m-”

Jungkook was shook, his eyes boring into innocent ones as he abruptly got up from the chair to avoid further discussion. “This conversation is over.” He had stated, and when he told you later about what happened; you could only die from laughter as he pouted.

Originally posted by missbaptan


Masterlist

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Imagine: 

Harry was doing Carpool Karaoke with James and since they were really close, James had brought up you and your daughter in a conversation. 

“So, the other day, we were talking about your daughter and how she’s learned something new,” James laughed. 

“Oh, God, yes,” Harry said shaking his head. “She just turned four, right, and she’s turned into a bit of a dramatic.” 

“Really? What does she do?” James laughed. 

“Well, you know how most kids when they don’t get their way, they’ll just stomp their foot or give a pout face?” Harry asked. 

“Oh, yeah, my kids do it all the time,” James nodded. 

“Well, Y/D/N takes it to do a different level,” he laughed. “Like, she does the pouting thing and stomps her foot, but she’ll like splash water on her face and then turn to face me or her Mum and just scream, ‘I’m really upset,’ at the top of her lungs.” 

“She doesn’t?” James laughed. 

“Oh, but she does,” he laughed. “It’s honestly one of the cutest things ever and it’s so funny, so the entire time that Y/N and I are trying to get on to her, we’re holding back from laughing.” 

“If she’s like that at four, you’re in for a wild ride buddy,” James laughed. 

“Don’t I know it,” Harry laughed. 

Writing Prompts

• Is there any truth to it?
• Who does it for you?
• Are you going to charge them?
• How much can they say?
• But how have they left?
• You need to question everything.
• How often do you see that?
• Have you talked to your daughter yet?
• We have no answers yet.
• Who’s in charge of that?
• I need a change of pace.
• How cute were they?
• Has he retired yet?
• Are you ever okay?
• Can you drive by?
• They reviewed it first.
• We could have worked together.
• Who uses it anymore?
• Sometimes, I even sleep.
• What are you wearing?
• I’d like a new diagnosis.
• Are you here together?
• I have no brakes.
• It’s not something you can limit.
• They don’t have answers.
• You can’t release that.
• I’d like to go in hiding.
• Are you aware of your senses?
• Who drank that?
• Have you assessed him?
• They are perfectly normal.
• They wanted us to stay together.
• That’s what he looked like.
• I’ve been incredibly lucky.
• Have you written this?
• I didn’t reject you.
• Something happened then.
• Did you break up with him?
• Is it morning yet?
• They called us first.
• Be kind to each other.
• You shouldn’t ask questions.
• Who was there that night?
• Where is the information from?
• I can’t imagine leaving that behind.
• Why did you call him of all people?
• It looked very strange.
• He would have never allowed it.
• Where does it come from?
• We are a very small community.
• Can you knock?
• Where did it end?
• Is there a difference?
• Maybe I’m projecting.
• What did you find?
• That was a strange call.
• It was a long relationship.
• I lost all hope.
• When did you get there?
• We took it seriously.
• They have a magical touch.
• Talk to me tonight.
• But why would you have them?
• We should just dance.
• It was just a hoax.
• Thank you for joining me.
• Can we report this?
• Nothing was out place.
• Where do we leave it?
• We broke up that morning.

Parent-Teacher Meeting {Bakugou Katsuki}

I just love this idea guys. I’m still working on request, but I just love this idea. So here it is. 


You sit, pinching the bridge of your nose while the other hand drums on your bicep. The little plastic chair underneath you is incredibly uncomfortable, and you just really, really aren’t in the mood for this. You cut a look at your daughter who looks like she doesn’t grasp the severity of the situation. 

Katsumi is sitting between you and Bakugou with her arms folded across her tiny chest. She is swinging her legs carelessly, almost as if she doesn’t care that both of you were called away from work. Bakugou is hunched over in his tiny seat with his forearms resting on his knee. If anything, he is pissed at this dumb bitch who called him away from his agency. And now she is just looking at him with those wide, dumbass eyes of hers, wasting his goddamn time. 

“So why the fuck am I here again?” he growls. 

The young teacher jumps and nervously fiddles with her short brown bob, “W-Well, Katsumi-chan punched another student during recess.”

“That’s it?” he asks, “Did she at least break his nose?”

The young lady blinks, “W-What?”

“Did she break the brat’s nose?”

“Katsuki!” you snap.

“What?” he barks back, “I need to know if her training is sticking or if it’s all going in one fucking ear and out the other.”

“Now is not the time for this, Katsuki!” you growl, pointing a finger at your husband, “And you, Katsumi, what in the world would posses you to punch another student?”

You look at your daughter. Katsumi looks up at you with her crimson orbs. Her spiky (h/c) hair falls into her eyes and she blinks the strands out of her gaze. 

“I had to teach that little bitch a lesson,” Katsumi says plainly as if it was clear as day, “He was bullying me and Shouichi. I had to beat his ass. Right, Daddy?

Her father puffs airs from his nose and grunts, “Damn straight. Katsumi didn’t do a damn thing wrong. How about you stop being a negligent idiot and make sure my daughter is being fucking bullied!”

“Yeah, Daddy, only reason I’m in trouble is ‘cause that kid was so weak. It’s not my fault that he can’t take a punch.”

“Katsumi, baby,” you breath, trying to bring reason to the situation, “He shouldn’t have bullied you. I agree, and I am very upset about that. But you just can’t hit other kids, especially if you know they’re not as strong as you.”

Your daughter furrows her brows in confusion, “If he’s going to be a meanie, then he shouldn’t be such a weak bitch. Right, Daddy?”

“Absolutely, baby girl.”

You rub your temples, desperate to stave off the impending headache. Why? Why is he like this? Why is she like this? She is supposed to be your little angel, your victorious beauty, your Katsumi. But of course she had to take after Bakugou. You got the daughter you wanted, but she is nothing like you expected. It must’ve been all that skin-to-skin with Bakugou when she was a baby. She must’ve absorbed his personality or something. You sigh and pray for strength.

You clasp your hands and take a breath. You just really, really aren’t in the mood for this, and Bakugou definitely isn’t helping you any. He is still glaring at the young woman who is shaking at her desk, looking to your for assistance. Bakugou stands and picks up his daughter.

“Look, I’m done letting you waste my fucking time. Control these fucking kids better,” Bakugou says, “Maybe she wouldn’t have to kick so much ass if you had a better handle on your fucking job!”

“Tell her, Daddy!”

“I’m buying you ice cream, kid. (Name), we’re going for ice cream,” he tells you as he carries Katsumi out of the classroom.

You are hold your face in your hands at this point and the young teacher is still shaking. She obviously isn’t trained to handle Bakugou-like parents. You fish through your purse, finding pen and pad to scratch something down. 

“I’m sorry about … well, both of them. We’ll pay for any of the child’s medical bills, and we plan on making a donation to the school,” you stand, handing the woman a piece of paper, “But I won’t tolerate Katsumi being bullied.”

You walk to the door, stopping at the door frame.

“Katsumi shouldn’t have to defend herself at her elementary school. Please handle the situation and think before you call my husband and me from work. Next time I might not be so rational.”

You close the door and walk down the hallway to meet your husband and daughter. Bakugou is standing at the school entrance, talking to your daughter as she sits in his arms. Katsumi looks over at you when she sees you walking up to them. Your husband shifts Katsumi over to one arms and uses his free hand to take yours.

“C’mon,” he says, “Let’s get that fucking ice cream.”

Princess (Chanyeol)

Originally posted by petityeols

Type: Fluff


“Daddy likes making food” he coos lightly to the 5 month old clung to his shirt as he made breakfast for you. “Mama has had a long night with you” he continues as little Damin rests well against him. “Daddy will make you a bottle then or maybe mama will feed you while she eats” he continued his conversation. “Chanyeol” you call as come out of the bedroom. “Ah my love you should still be in bed” he whines as he finishes his omelet for you. “I’m sorry I wanted to know what you guys were talking about” you coo as you watch your daughter turn to your voice.

“We were talking about mama” he says in his baby voice as he handed you the plate of food he made for you. “Thank you” you say as you leaned over kissing both of them before heading to the table. “After you eat will you feed?” he asked as you nodded. He smiled and took a seat beside you patting Damin’s rear. The small girl groaned at the pair of you annoyed that her meal came after yours. “Ah don’t be greedy” Chanyeol tells her as she looked at him. “I think she’s already annoyed by me” he says as he looks over at you.

You simply chuckled as you gestured for him to lay her down in your arms as he quickly did. In seconds she was under your shirt chugging her breakfast. “Such a hungry baby” he coos as he moves close lifting your shirt up she he was able to see the top of her black mess of hair. “Mama treats you to a great meal I bet” he said as he talk to your daughter as she sucked from you.

It was an odd yet sweet sight of the grown man chatting with your baby while centimeters from your breast. At one point he was laying against your lap as he was looking up at her. You simply ate used to the pairs actions as they did this almost every time you were feeding her. “She eats so well” he would compliment as he sat up after she finished eating. “Have a good breakfast? I bet you did” he cooed as she ended up over his towel covered shoulder preparing her for a burp as you finished eating.

He smiles as he leans over kissing you “thank you for breakfast” you told him as he shrugs. “I feed you well so you feed Damin well” he coos as he lifts his 5 month old up “you continue my line. I must keep you fed” he says as he looks at you. “We should have another” he said as you scoff. “Your children have large heads” you say as he whines “but they’re pretty heads look at this face” he said. His hand was much larger than his daughter’s face was the only thing you could think about while he babled on more about his perfect princess.

the most important //n.h

Look! It’s more about Dad!Niall and little Maeve! I saw a prompt on my prompt list that sparked the inspiration for this and it’s a little short, but I’m just really excited to be writing again and I really hope you all like it! 

The hospital room was relatively calm.

You’d gotten less than four hours of blissful, quiet sleep in the calm room, the only noise coming from the heart monitor that you were required to wear and the whirring of the machines. Early in the evening, the room was chaotic. You were sitting up in the hospital bed with your knees pulled up to your chest and Niall by your side, chanting and cheering you on. He held one of your legs back and he coached you as you pushed, doing everything in your power to bring your baby into the world before midnight. And then the room was filled with tears and cheers, your little one measured and weighed and wrapped up in a soft white blanket before being passed onto you and Niall. You’d spent a good few moments with her resting on your chest after she was born, your nightie ruined and your cheeks wet with tears of joy and pride. She was absolutely beautiful.

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Too Many Feelings Part 11 ( Final Part)

Summary: You and Bucky never get along one day Steve asks you to help him after on mission. Feelings could change?

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1719

Warnings: Fuffly and Angst

Special Thanks @drinkfantasy for reading and beta this for me.

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Originally posted by seredelgi

You look at yourself in the mirror; you are wearing a beautiful golden dress with some high heels. This wasn’t your weeding day, but you were super nervous, maybe more than Tony and definitely more than Pepper.

First off all, you had to walk with Steve down the aisle, you are too anxious about being a bridesmaid, then your parents would meet Bucky for the first time and you know your parents can be a little judgmental.

 You feel a pair of arms sneaking around you waist, you feel his lips kissing your neck “You look beautiful, doll.”

You turn around smiling seductively at him, Bucky is wearing a dark grey tuxedo looking amazing “You clean up well, Bucky; I loved your hair pushed back like this.” You say running your fingers through his chest.

You kiss him; his hands keep you close to his body while yours explore his. You swear that the world stopped for a moment, his smell is intoxicating and you feel lost in the kiss. The soft lips, the mint taste. You don’t even realize that you are taking off his jacket.

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Damian Wayne as a Father Headcanons

A/N: Reader and Damian are adults in these. I went all out on this, so I really hope you like the structure and everything. Feedback is welcomed. ☺️

(c/n) = child’s name

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Damian as a father would include:

Pregnancy:
> Damian was excited when you told him he was going to be a father, well as excited as Damian manages to express.

> He had his concerns about whether he was going to be a good father, based on his family background and upbringing he had his doubts. However after reassuring him, that he managed to change and has become a better person his worry subsided.

> Now when he goes out on patrol, he’s more cautious and careful as he now has two people to come home to and protect.

> Whilst you’re pregnant, Damian is extremely over protective with everything. You are not putting yourself in any danger and he’ll make sure of that. He understands he’s being this way and apologised, explaining he doesn’t want either of you hurt since you’re a prime target now.

> Catering to your cravings the best he can. Sort of.
“Pennyworth, we need some strawberries and hot sauce?”
“We’re currently out of strawberries Master Damian, Miss (Y/n) has cleared them out.”
“Ugh, I’ll be back shortly beloved.”
“Really? You have to leave me, I know you’re getting stuff for me but I’m kind of annoyed by that and I don’t know why.”
“Hormones (y/n).”

> Trying to comfort you when you get emotional, but since Damian isn’t the best at it he comes up with other solutions.
“I could punch you right now!”
“Beloved, that’d be a stupid move.”
“Oh really? Because I love you… a lot and I didn’t mean that!” You were still yelling and you weren’t sure why.
“How about throwing some knives instead?”
“What?! NO! That’s ridiculous and I’m actually willing to do it. You’re such a good partner for letting me do this.” By your last statement you were crying and pulling him into an embrace.

> Both of you low-key freaking out when the baby kicks and you’re just hugging each other with massive grins on your faces.

> Receiving visits from Damian’s family, all of which are super excited to be apart of it and looking forward to having a new member in the family.

> Dick encouraging Damian that’s he’s going to be a good father.

> Bruce still not quite getting the fact his son has a proper family that’s almost normal, but enjoys it none the less.
“Bruce, you know you’re going to be a granddad right?”
“Yes of course I do (y/n), Damian is going to be a father and to be honest… it all feels surreal.”
“Tell me about it. It’s gonna be great though.”
“It truly is.”


Labour:
> When your waters broke, Damian was with you since he’d estimated the most likely time it’d happen. This man was prepared, he was still the son of the original Batman.

> Damian drove you to the hospital as soon as possible, not in the Batmobile much to your disappointment but understood there’d be no easy way to explain that.

> Panicking and being exhausted throughout labour and Damian telling you to breathe.

> “Holy shit (y/n)!!!” Damian actually yelped when you squeezed his hand during labour.
“You’re not giving birth Dami!”
“You’re a lot stronger than I thought.”
“Yep, comes with being your significant other for so long! Ah shit!”
“Breathe beloved, breathe.”

> With over 10 hours in labour you finally had your child and you were exhausted.
“I did it - Dami I -”
“I know beloved, you are so strong. I’m proud of you (y/n), I love you so much.”
“Love you too.”

> Holding the baby and you simply can’t believe you’ve created something so pure, suddenly you forget all the pain because it was all worth it for this child in your arms.

> Damian holds them next, and is so smitten that you know this child is gonna be spoilt. He almost cried because he thought he was incapable of producing something this innocent, his family do not have a grip on his baby and they never will.

> The rest of the Batfam piling in minutes later hoping to see their new addition.
Dick is super enthusiastic about the whole ordeal and sheds a few tears, whilst promising to be the best uncle ever which was open to dispute.
Jason was smiling more than ever, saying “It’s up to (y/n) to make sure we don’t get another demon spawn in the family. Right now though, I’m really proud of you two.”
Tim making sure you’re alright, asking about names and how much the baby weighs before checking on the others.
Bruce is over the moon and is third to hold his grandchild, he’s quick to congratulate you both and offers for you to stay at the manor so they can all help to get you back on your feet.
Cassandra doesn’t say anything, instead hugging you tightly with a wide grin on her face then patting Damian on the shoulder who remained by your bedside.
“You’ll make a great auntie Cass.” And that only made her smile more.


General Child Raising:
> Taking turns to get up in the night when the baby wakes up.

> Morning cuddles because you’re both exhausted.

> The baby getting lots of attention and babysitters consisting of Damian’s family which you’re eternally grateful for.

> Damian still being smitten as you expected, you find yourself leaning on the doorframe and watching the two interact often, a smile making its way onto your face.
“Are you alright beloved?”
“Y-yeah, it’s nice to be apart of this family.”
You soon join the two.

> Damian teaching your child self defence from a young age and you’re not too thrilled with the idea.
“Oh my - Damian! Why does (c/n) have a katana?!”
“I’m teaching (c/n) how to wield the weapon beloved.”
“Y-yeah, couldn’t you have started with a wooden one. A real one isn’t exactly safe for a 5 year old!”
“I did. At the age of 3. (C/n)’s skills have developed since then (y/n).”
“Oh my gosh. We’re terrible parents!” You yelped, throwing your hands in the air.

> Your child learning about Damian’s culture and heritage as well as your own so they know where to come from and if they want to celebrate any traditions.

> Both of you helping out with homework from school, Damian specialising in Maths.

> Having to come up with crazy explanations as to why their father came through the window in the dead of night looking like Batman.
“Is daddy Santa?”
“Uh not exactly… It’s more like the tooth fairy?”
“We are not saying that beloved, (c/n) I’m Batman - but you can’t tell anyone as this is a family secret.”
“Ok Batdad.” You’re child whispered, giggling at the nickname.

> Damian ok with them joining the family business as long as they pass his training resumés. They don’t go out if they’re sick or injured no matter what as this increases the likelihood of reckless behaviour.

> Teaching them the ways of Wayne Enterprises since they’re the future heir now.

> Your child learning about the hero business when they get older and finally accepting their father isn’t the tooth fairy.

> Giving them the choice of whether they want to become a vigilante with you supporting them 100% and Damian teaching them League of Assassins techniques regardless of their decision.

> Joking with you and Damian about becoming a villain because they’re fully equipped to do so but knowing that’s not how they were brought up.

> Them secretly having a favourite uncle but only Damian and yourself know who it is and refuse to tell the others.

> Kate Kane being the go to person for anything LGBT+ related, if your child is in fact an LGBT citizen or not.

> Generally being quite an open family that comes with a few cracks but you’re happy.


If it’s a Boy:
> “Looks like there’s a new son of Batman now.”
“Indeed there is, I hope he’ll be my successor one day.”

> Father son bonding activities, most of which included one on one training sessions. There a lot of testosterone in your home.

> Play fights all of the time, literally with anyone of his uncles that comes over. Whether it be Dick, Jason, Tim or Duke he’s going to show them the new moves Damian taught him.

> “I’m going to be the next Red Hood. You watch me!” As your son runs around with finger guns yelling ‘pew pew’ at inanimate objects much to your amusement.
“I’m going to kill Todd…”

> You’re son actually wanting to have powers like Jon, Supermans son, who visits on some occasions. Though after a long conversation about practicality with his father, (c/n) is convinced he’ll be the next Batman.
“Well Superman doesn’t have a Batmobile.”
“But he can fly father.”
“(C/n) has a point Dami.”

> Your son imitating Damian any chance he gets since he looks up to his father more than he realises.
“I am the son of the demon!”
“(Y/n), what was that?”
“Dick, do you really want to question it? He has Dami’s genes remember.”
“That’s who he reminds me of, Damian when he was younger - such a little sh-” Covering Dicks mouth before he could finish that sentence.

> Bruce saying he looks a lot like Damian and is proud of you both for raising your son so well. (C/n) has great manners at Galas when he’s older and is a hit with the ladies. Of course, for now - you’re the most important female in his life until he finds that special someone. Damian couldn’t be more proud.
“Meet my parents, Damian and (Y/n) Wayne.”
“It’s a pleasure, I hope our son is treating you well.”
“Yes, thank you Mrs Wayne.”


If it’s a Girl:
> Literally his little princess who he loves dearly.

> Cass coming over to style your daughters hair and spend time with her. Even though Cass isn’t talkative, your daughter speaks enough for the both of them.
“Can you do plaits Auntie Cass, like milkmaid ones?”
“I bet you can, you’re really good at making hair look pretty.” Cass just kisses her forehead and starts braiding.

> Finding out that she isn’t going to be a girly girl from a very early age.
“As I have Batdad, I get to drive the Batmobile when I’m older - maybe I can race!”
“I can teach you to drive now princess, I could drive by your age.”
“No! Damian, that’s illegal!”
“So is vigilantism.”
“…”

> Barbara and Stephanie coming over to help out and Stephanie even brought your daughter a Batgirl costume. Stephanie being so involved for personal reasons and just becoming her auntie not that there was any question.
“Steph, why did you buy this?”
“Why not? She’ll follow in our footsteps one day.”
“I’ll make sure she knows all the technical tricks.” Barbara was quick to add referring to her way with computers.

> Kate Kane and Harper Row also visiting to check up on you both. Kate claiming that girls have got to stick together. Your daughter thinking Harpers hair is the coolest thing in the world.
“Mommy, can I have my hair just like Harpers? With pink in it and can I have it rainbow?”
“That would look so cool!” Came the exaggerated enthusiasm of Harper.
“When you’re older, you can dye it however you want.”

> Damian gets over protective when romantic relationships come into the equation.
“Father, I fight crime with you at weekends. I’m perfectly capable of handling a romantic partner.”
“It’s funny you think they’ll even get a chance to get close to you.”
“Mom, a little help?!”

> “Touch my daughter and you’re dead.”
“You’re dad is joking right (c/n)?” Came your daughters current interest.
“Haha, uh yeah… no. No he’s not joking.”
“So what? Beat me to death?”
“More like slice you. With his katana.” Your daughter corrected.
“And that’s only if your uncles don’t get to them first (c/n)!”
“Thanks for that mom.”

Uncle Steve

Summary: Steve gets to experience being an uncle for the first time.

Warnings: Uncle!Steve, Dad!Bucky, fluff

Pairings: Bucky x Reader, Steve

Word Count: 525

A/N: Another rewrite while I work on stuff. Let me know what you think!

Originally posted by lufelicity

Since you’ve delivered your daughter you and Bucky hadn’t had a single night to yourselves.

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My Little Bunny

Request: “To the previous anon: I do want flufff too, or angst/comfort. Can you do one where Newt and Reader have a baby girl? Reader wakes up early to feed her but Newt woke up first and she looks leaning against the threshold how Newt is pacing around, maybe talking to his baby daughter as he feeds her.”

Word Count: 1,512

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Tag List: @caseoffics @red-roses-and-stories @dont-give-a-bother @myrtus-amongst-the-stars @ly–canthrope @benniesgalaxy @thosefantasticbeast2


You start at a touch on your shoulders. Rubbing your eyes, you look up to an amused Newt, his eyes twinkling.

“Perhaps you should sleep, love.”

“No, no, I’m fine.” You murmur, stretching. An unfinished letter rests on the table in front of you. The ink near the center of the paper is smudged.

Newt chuckles, wiping a bit of ink from your cheek. “You need to sleep.”

“But I’m writing.” You gesture halfheartedly to the ruined paper in front of you.

“My mum can wait to learn about Emma’s first haircut. Really, love, you’re barely able to keep your eyes open. A bit of sleep will do you well.”

He’s right. The heaviness of three nights of four hours of sleep is almost too much to bear. The world’s a swirl of movements that are too quick to track and sounds that are just a bit too loud.

But there’s a reason you’ve been sleeping so poorly, and it’s in the other room wailing.

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Neursurgeon Dad!Jihoon

Originally posted by fyboyfriendsvt

  • has a little girl that really is the light of his life
  • you were in labor when Jihoon was in surgery, an intern at the time had rushed into the operating room and with a big huff and puff they stated “your wife is in labor”
  • luckily for Jihoon he was nearing the end of his surgery so he was quick to go in and out before suturing the patient shut and he bolted out towards the OB/GYN department
  • when he held his little girl, the first thought that passed his mind was, ‘what do I do with you’
  • is literally lost without you assisting him with your daughter
  • and you’re laughing because ‘wow you’re a neurosurgeon who can’t even take care of their own daughter”
  • “SHUT UP”
  • and for a while, it almost seems as though Jihoon is really distant and detached from his child because it was always you holding your daughter, it was always you talking about your daughter so excitedly, and Jihoon, well he just stood there
  • but there came one day, when you were out of town for a conference, and his daughter was running a fever higher than he could possibly imagine
  • so now you see a running Jihoon in the hospital hallway, with his daughter pressed against his shoulder and her fussing echoes
  • Jihoon runs into the pediatric unit, pulling Seungcheol into a spare room, demanding Seungcheol to give his daughter an examination
  • and after 15 minutes, Seungcheol looks at Jihoon like
  • “dude, she just has a slight fever, i’ll prescribe some medication but next time, you should only come here for emergencies”
  • “SLIGHT FEVER? THIS IS THE HIGHEST FEVER EVER!”
  • but Jihoon checks the fever himself and it really is just a slight fever and now he’s kind of embarrassed of his freak out
  • he tries his best as a father, he’s honestly so busy but he tries so hard to make his schedule fit alongside his daughter’s
  • has started a new rule that the second his shift ends, he’s off the clock, no questions from interns, no please do some overtime, no working in his office, no
  • “Doctor!!”
  • “Nope nope nope! Do you see the time, it’s 4:00pm, I’m done with work. Bother the next neurosurgeon on call”
  • his daughter asked him to come to her school because her elementary class was doing a ‘what is your parent’s job’ day
  • and as much as he didn’t want to because he was kind of shy in front of others, his daughter was giving him her best puppy eyes look and saying ‘daddy please’
  • like how can you say no to that
  • “Daddy what is neurosurgery”
  • “I do surgery on the brain”
  • “What’s the brain”
  • “it’s the thing in your head”
  • “what does that do”
  • “Well it controls all parts of your body, there’s different cortexes and functions of each part of the brain. There’s lots of brain cells that communicate to other parts of the body by sending neurons through the brain cells and I’m just realizing that you don’t understand a thing I’m saying”
  • Brought his daughter to the hospital for ‘bring your daughter to work’ day
  • He initially didn’t want to because well it’s a hospital but once again, she gave him her puppy dog eyes while saying ‘please daddy’ and Jihoon groans because damn those eyes are hard to beat
  • when the day came though, Jihoon just couldn’t stop smiling at his daughter
  • why you ask?
  • because you had gotten your little daughter a tiny pair of scrubs the same color as Jihoon’s  and you also made a little white doctor’s coat with a stitching on the chest that said ‘Doctor Little Lee’
  • Seungcheol heard about Jihoon bringing his daughter so when they arrived, Seungcheol popped out from the pediatric unit with a small stethoscope and now she’s beaming because she’s ‘just like daddy’
  • has a little notepad that she found in Jihoon’s desk and carries it around because she sees her daddy holding a patient’s file in his hand
  • in the hallway, she holds her daddy’s hand because he taught her that she should hold his hand so she doesn’t get lost
  • also, when she sees you in the hallway she says ‘hi doctor mommy’
  • when Jihoon had surgeries that day, he dropped his daughter off at the pediatric unit where Seungcheol let her follow him around and play doctor with the other kids
  • at the end of the day, she’s all tired out and Jihoon is clocking out with her in his arm, and she’s blinking slowly which is a cue that she’s going to sleep soon
  • but that doesn’t stop her from saying how cool her dad is
  • and Jihoon takes pride in that statement
  • Jihoon is rooting for his daughter to become a doctor too
  • Secretly helps her with everything science because science is the way to go
  • Overprotective piece of shit when his daughter likes a boy
  • and you’re sitting in the living room like ‘Jihoon she’s six, calm down’
  • says she wants to marry her uncle Seungcheol
  • Jihoon punches Seungcheol for corrupting his daughter
  • Jihoon’s daughter learns a lot of medical terminology from her father and it makes him proud because a future doctor is in the house
  • and you have to keep reminding Jihoon that he shouldn’t pressure his daughter into becoming a doctor
  • when his daughter enters high school, he realizes that she’s becoming a big girl now that wants to be more independant
  • But at the same time, she’s still the little girl with big puppy eyes saying ‘please daddy’
  • she excelled in science in high school thanks to her proud daddy
  • during the middle of her high school career did she finally decide that yes, she wants to become a doctor
  • and now Jihoon is even more prouder
  • tells everyone in the hospital that his daughter is going to become a doctor in the future
  • scares the life out of his daughter’s boyfriend
  • When she brought him over, Jihoon had this scowl on his face at the boy who was literally sweating just looking at Jihoon
  • “So you want to date my daughter”
  • “Yes she’s very beautiful”
  • “Is that it, you only see her for her beauty”
  • cue the boy shaking and sweating
  • “Dad!”
  • “What I’m just making sure that he likes you for you, what boy likes a girl just for her looks”
  • you pull Jihoon out by the ear and force him to act nice in front of the frightened boy
  • Jihoon stood proud when he watches his daughter graduate from medical school plus some of the rowdy guys that tagged along were screaming as if they were her actual dad
  • as the head of neurology, Jihoon wanted you to work in the same hospital as him and since he was in one of the highest positions, it was guarnteed that he could make it happen
  • but his daughter refused, stating that she will get into a hospital herself
  • And honestly, Jihoon couldn’t even be more proud of his daughter wanting to succeed herself
  • on the day of her wedding, as much as Jihoon did not want to let his only daughter go, he had to sigh in defeat because now she really wasn’t a little girl anymore and you were sitting next to Jihoon, holding his hand, assuring him that she will be fine
  • Father Jihoon is very endearing despite not looking at it much. It’s the little moments that he cherishes, like putting his daughter in the car seat after falling asleep or helping her with kindergarten vocab words. It’s the little moments he had with his child that made everything perfect.
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bulletboys - talk to your daughter

Hold Her- Andre Burakovsky

Originally posted by thornescratch

Ok so hockey players with kids is my downfall. Like seriously. Grown macho men who beat on each other turn into piles of goo. It’s the BEST! Anyway! ANDRE IS BACK PEEPS! I’m so happy! So today was a good day for double Andre! Hope you guys like this one as much as I do!

Warning: None

Anon Request: andre with children is the greatest thing in the world omg and you write it so well!!! could you maybe write one where andre and his gf just had their first baby and they bring him to a practice bc all the guys want to see him? idk thats a pretty basic prompt so you can do whatever you want w it but basically andre with his newborn would be adorable if youre ok with writing even more andre haha

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              “You should bring her to practice. I’m sure the other guys would love to see her” Tom said, holding the baby close to his chest. You smiled at the sight. Ever since you gave birth, Tom was always at your apartment to spend time with the baby.

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How to talk to your daughter about her body.

Step One: Don’t talk to your daughter about her body, except to teach her how it works.

Don’t say anything if she’s lost weight. Don’t say anything if she’s gained weight.

If you think your daughter’s body looks amazing, don’t say that. Here are some things you can say instead:

“You look so healthy!” is a great one.

Or how about, “You’re looking so strong.”

“I can see how happy you are – you’re glowing.”

Better yet, compliment her on something that has nothing to do with her body.

Don’t comment on other women’s bodies either. Nope. Not a single comment, not a nice one or a mean one.

Teach her about kindness towards others, but also kindness towards yourself.

Don’t you dare talk about how much you hate your body in front of your daughter, or talk about your new diet. In fact, don’t go on a diet in front of your daughter. Buy healthy food. Cook healthy meals. But don’t say, “I’m not eating carbs right now.” Your daughter should never think that carbs are evil, because shame over what you eat only leads to shame about yourself.

Encourage your daughter to run because it makes her feel less stressed. Encourage your daughter to climb mountains because there is nowhere better to explore your spirituality than the peak of the universe. Encourage your daughter to surf, or rock climb, or mountain bike because it scares her and that’s a good thing sometimes.

Help your daughter love soccer or rowing or hockey because sports make her a better leader and a more confident woman. Explain that no matter how old you get, you’ll never stop needing good teamwork. Never make her play a sport she isn’t absolutely in love with.

Prove to your daughter that women don’t need men to move their furniture.

Teach your daughter how to cook kale.

Teach your daughter how to bake chocolate cake made with six sticks of butter.

Pass on your own mom’s recipe for Christmas morning coffee cake. Pass on your love of being outside.

Maybe you and your daughter both have thick thighs or wide ribcages. It’s easy to hate these non-size zero body parts. Don’t. Tell your daughter that with her legs she can run a marathon if she wants to, and her ribcage is nothing but a carrying case for strong lungs. She can scream and she can sing and she can lift up the world, if she wants.

Remind your daughter that the best thing she can do with her body is to use it to mobilize her beautiful soul.

—  Sarah Koppelkam
Seth Rollins - “Be a man"

Reader is the daughter of Triple H and Stephanie and can’t stay backstage any longer

You rolled your eyes as your parents attacked Mick. You turned away so you didn’t have to watch the beat down. Your eyes widen as Seth’s music hit. You started dating Seth just before his first knee injury and since then anytime he got in the ring scared you. 

Weeks ago when he reinjured his knee after Samoan Joe attacked him, you didn’t think he’d be back in the ring before Wrestlemania. He was so determined to get back in the ring and you just wanted him to take his time to make sure he was 100%. 

“You weren’t expecting him tonight were you?” Sasha asked 

“No, h-he didn’t tell me” you stuttered. Seth limped out with one of his crutches. You bite your lip and silently pray the Seth will turn around and come backstage. 

“Turn around Rollins”  Hunter said into his mic “I don’t want to have to break you again. For once be a man and back down” 

“For once in your life Seth listen to him” You whisper. But he didn’t. Seth kept limping down the ramp, all the way to the ring “Seth don’t do it”

“How about you talk to your daughter about how much of a man I am” Seth smirked. Hunter’s face darkened and you slapped my hand to my face, He wasn’t making it any better for himself. Seth held the crutch out to the side and dropped it before running into the ring and attacking Hunter. Seth over powered Hunter, drop kicking him out of the ring. Hunter stood outside the ring with Steph. 

“He wouldn’t” you whisper as he looked at the crutch on the ground “Dad please don’t” you cringe as he hit Seth in his knee. You felt a part of you break as Seth cried out in pain. 

“Seth doesn’t look good” Roman sighed rubbing his face 

“I-I can’t watch this” You ran toward gorrila postion about to run out to the ring when you felt someone grab you. 

“Don’t go out there” Shawn said 

“Shawn please let me go” you say pulling away as hard as you can 

“You going out there makes it personal” Shawn attempted to calm you down but all you could hear was Seth’s cries of pain. You muster all the strength you can and so how get past Shawn. Hunter had Seth in an inverted figure four lock when your music hit and you ran down to the ring. You slid in the ring and your dad let seth go. 

“Y/N” He started 

“No. Don’t. Get out! Leave!” you scream at him before going to Seth who was rolling around holding his knee. You held it together for Seth but you were breaking on the inside. 

“I’m sorry baby” He said through his teeth. 

“Hey hey hey” you whisper, leaning down and kissing his forehead “Don’t worry okay let’s get backstage” 

Seth rolled to the edge of the ring. Ref’s tried to help him but he just got mad and pushed them away. 

“For god sakes Seth let them help you” you roll your eyes putting you arms around his chest to take some weight off his knee 

“Y/n I’m fine let me-” 

“Seth shut up! Your hurt alright just let someone help you for god sakes!” You felt tears well in your eyes. Seth leant against the barricade and pulled you into a tight hug. Your tears spilled over as you held onto him. 

“I’m okay. I’m still in one piece” He whispered into your hair “I’m going to be fine” 

I know it’s shit but I wanted to write again. 
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